Lizzie's willpower

I drank her words like a thirsty desert fox. Her hand had returned, but she was only gently strolling my lips, not even taking me close to a destination, just tenderly warming me up. My pussy was pulsating, radiating, it felt great. I couldn't speak, I just enjoyed the warm glow. My posture should have been uncomfortable, but strangely it wasn't, it just emphasized the glow. I realized the desire for an O was subsiding, the joy of the glow was more than enough. I simply felt horny and every inch a woman because of it.

But of course she didn't let me enjoy that feeling very long. After a minute her fingers spread my lips, and started rubbing my clit again. My body immediately responded, and the glow turned into the frenzy once more. She worked me to the edge for a second time, only to retract her hand once more. As I was panting and recovering, I realized the arousal level was higher than the first time. She repeated this whole process a few more times, and every time she left me even more aroused, the glow in my loins stronger and hotter.

Then she said: "Maybe you want to try this yourself?"

"What... what do you mean?"

Of course she knew that I knew what she meant, and she didn't bother replying. Instead she released the chain from the ceiling and lowered my arms. My legs felt insecure as I stood up straight again, but she held me up and told me to kneel.

"You try it now. Play your clit, and stop just before your O. Do you think you can do that?"

I nodded numb, and reached down with my hand. When my first finger touched it, I realized it was throbbing, pulsating. I really wanted to touch it, it would bring back that wonderful feeling that I had discovered today. But I was also afraid touching it would take me towards the O... and I didn't trust myself to stop before I got there. I knew now how the hornification made me lose my self control, and how seductive it could be to go to the O. The last thing I wanted was to fail her, I didn't know how it would affect my position in the program, if there might be some kind of punishment.

"Don't be scared, girl. It is all part of your training. Go on, rub your clit, get yourself to the edge and learn what it feels like to balance yourself there!"

Still hesitant, I lay my finger on the top of my clit. It immediately felt amazing. The frenzy that had only been dormant for a few minutes immediately ignited again, and the incredible mix of sensations rushed through my pussy once more. I had ****, and the slight initial touch turned into an enthusiastic rub. In less than a minute, the destination loomed again, close to me, and I was heading there. My own rubbing intensified and it was as if there was nothing I could do to stop it, or even slow down a little bit. I knew I shouldn't, it was something wrong, I had to slow down... yet I could only go with the rush that I created myself, unable to control it.

"Be careful, girl! You must stop before you get to your O! Slow down, now!"

"I can't! It feels so fantastic, and I must keep going!"

"You can do it! Be strong, release your hand... now!"

"I'm trying! It doesn't work! I'm going there... ah... aaah..."

"Don't go! Release your pussy, now!"

With her support and an enormous effort of will, I managed to do it. I yelled an incredible primal scream from deep within, and threw my arm to the sky. I couldn't keep my balance and fell to the floor on my back. My arm came down, powerless and futile. It left my pussy hungry, hot, and alone. The glow in my loins kept burning, but the fire fighter had gone. I had gone to the edge, completely on my own, and kept it away; what was left was a hot pool of hornification, bubbling and brewing, with nowhere to go.

Sylvia was manic with enthusiasm: "Wow girl, that is just so great! I KNEW you could do it, I simply KNEW! It is really amazing, you are completely untrained, and you still have the discipline to stop at the edge! Good girl, really very good!"

I couldn't respond to her, I was panting and sizzling and coming down from my high only very, very slowly. She kept talking to me, praising me, expressing her pride in me. The frenzy didn't die, it just diminished very slightly, then kept burning there like a distant rumble of thunder. I wanted to reach down again, reignite that lovely fire again, but I managed to control the urge.