r/femaleorgasmdenial
Welcome to our kinky little corner of Reddit, focused around the fun and enjoyment there can be in a girl not getting to (or being allowed to) reach orgasm.
We do have a few rules, for the most part they could be expressed very simply as "Don't be a dick", but since people do need things spelt out, there's a link just below this paragraph. PLEASE at least read over them before contributing so I don't have to ban you. It's tedious and wastes your time and mine.
There's a great piece posted on Edging.Space which I'll link here, which gives a nifty introduction to the idea if you're thinking "Huh, why would someone want to try that?". It's framed around the idea of a letter that a lady could give her partner to ask to be denied, but trust me, you'll get the idea as you read!
Denial can take many forms; it can be self imposed, it can be done with a partner, it could be done by posting here and having other posters 'keeping her honest' - all are valid, all can be fun, all are encouraged here.
It can be over any length of time - from as little as a few hours, to the extremes of over a year. Most will find they get plenty out of several days or a few weeks, but again, any duration is valid if it's being felt and enjoyed. Note that denial is an incredibly personal experience, and the level of desperation one girl feels after two days may be the same as what another feels after two weeks, or two months. So basically, enjoy what you read about others doing, but never try to hold them up as a measure for you or your partner to meet - focus on your own experience and enjoy it.
We aim to be an inclusive space, which means that trans folks have as much right to be here as cis folk. And yes, that might mean a trans man (who still has female genitals, which folk here tend to have a lot of ideas for teasing and denying), or a trans woman (who identifies with the other ladies here). If that's not your thing, that's fine, nobody is making you read or interact with their posts. If you feel the need to be a dick, I may feel the need to ban you. Again, please play nice.
If you are posting, one request I'd make is to please try and ensure there's some content there. I can appreciate a picture of a wet, denied pussy as much as the next person (and the next person is a raging pervert ;) ), but it's always a lot more interesting, and can get more interesting discussion going, if you explain a little of your story too. We're a much more engaging subreddit when we can exchange stories and ideas and get a bit of a feel for the person behind the images or words.
And I think I've typed enough. It's a wonderful kink to explore and I hope you have a ton of fun with it. Be excellent to one another.
Just for the record, this isn’t a callout post! I just get some post-session clarity and wrote this up to hopefully help others.
First off, let them breathe and come down. Praise is perfect here because it allows a softer fall from the heights. Let them know you’re there, that they did so good for you. If you have nicknames (“sweetheart”, “pet”) this is a great time too.
Ask them how they’re feeling. Mentally they might be floaty, pink, sparkly, on a river, soaking in the warmth. Check if they’re feeling tingles in their fingers or toes. Remind them gently to breathe, relax.
Ensure they have water. Protip: have them get a glass/etc before the scene starts. Jelly legs take a while to get back to normal!
Get them comfy - depending on temperature. Some may prefer to use the restroom right away to clean up, others may want to lavish in the feelings first. Have them turn on a fan, get snuggly with a blanket or stuffie, maybe put on soft clothes.
Reassure their brain. It’s had a LOT of chemicals pumping through it, so laughing or crying are completely normal responses.
Don’t push too much. Now is the time for gentleness. When in doubt, let them set the tone; snuggly, giggling, back to earth. Sub brain may be fragile, and they still need you here.
Once they’re back to themselves fully, recap the scene. Subs who really lose themselves in it may need reminded what they even did - not having to think about anything is a helluva drug, and their memory might be one big lovely blur.
That’s all for now! Take care and play safe, dears 🥰
I haven't cum in about 4 months and my record is 13 months with no orgasms. I edge my clit every single day, as well as punish it, and the longer time goes on the more addicted I am to holding that edge and doing more depraved things. I've become such a denial slut. Originally I just wanted to go a few months, and then over a year, but now I'm questioning if I even want to cum ever again. I've spent most of the last 3 years denied for at least a few months at a time, with very few periods where I can have orgasms. I'm starting to question if I even need them anymore or if I need to just stay this horny and degenerate all the time.
I caved and orgasmed yesterday. Currently, I am sitting here with an edged and taped pussy and numbing cream on my nipples. No pleasure is possible. How else do you think I should be punished?
I dont ever wanna stop. My thighs and pussy are so wet constantly. It’s like my common sense is just leaking out of me
Quick context: My Daddy controls my pleasure. Our main rules are that I have to tell him every time I edge, and I no longer have the ability to orgasm (he can give me orgasms but I can't go over the edge myself).
Even though I have a huge archive of posts about how much better it is to be denied and controlled... it can still be hard sometimes to remember that all this progress I've made in my training is because it's working!!! To stop now would be like stopping antibiotics before finishing the full round just because the symptoms started improving. I'm not cured, this will take lifelong investment in the treatment. It needs consistency.
I've been edging today. I listened to the "tell me no" hypnofile to reinforce how much better it feels to let go of control over my own pleasure. To remind me how desperately I want to be good for him.
Part of me knows/remembers that he installed these arousal triggers, that he wants me to be this needy and that's why he keeps me denied, and that this state is how I stay primed for continuing my training... But another greedy part of me is still there...tied down in the back of my mind begging to be freed... rasping that I didn't always submit like this, that I could have orgasms again if I just let her break the rules.
Call it exhibitionism or a praise kink, but my denied brain is a greedy little attention-seeker. Or maybe it's that I like being manipulated... but it would be so hot for me if I received encouragement to continue with my training. To continue being a good girl for him because you agree that the results speak for themselves. Please tell me you like me better this way!!
Hi!! Like the title says I'm going to try and not have any orgasms and limited touching until I'm done with finals part way through may. I'm gonna do this for a couple reasons. 1. Orgasms are distracting and unnecessary, as is excessive touching. I'll rub myself stupid if I don't have some self-control, and I've been overindulging lately. 2. It'll be a really nice reward to finally cum after so much build up, and I'm thinking about maybe only allowing myself a full orgasm if I do well on my finals. 3. I need an excuse to be denied for a while, and to remind myself that good girls don't deserve to cum, and if they do they have to earn it.
Anyway I'm so excited to have a swollen clit and a drippy pussy constantly, and to edge myself until I cry from frustration. Or maybe I should go no touch for a while to remind myself that edging is a privilege. I'll probably post little updates, and any tasks or thoughts would be appreciated, especially mean ones
hi all! I'm relatively new to denial and am looking for someone to keep me accountable--I absolutely love to cum and usually end up having multiple orgasms in a day, and I'd like to change that. I've experimented with a few short denial periods but have only managed to last a couple of days without cumming, at best.
for the last week I've told myself I'm not allowed to cum without the permission of some kind soul on Reddit. so far I haven't cum without permission, but I've still cum more than once a day, and I've decided that now I'm ready for the next step--I want to work with a dom(me) to put me on a longer denial period and surrender control over my orgasms. I've got lots of toys to play with and am interested in exploring some other elements of bdsm and dom/sub dynamics.
I'd prefer a woman, but I'm open to the right man if he comes along. send me a dm or drop a comment if you think we'd be a good fit, and I'll tell you more about myself!
It's been like a month since my pussy got any attention and today I've found myself back here. Just scrolling and aching, leaking and throbbing. Wanting to touch but also keep this needy feeling. I cant make my own decisions,, someone help?🥺
How do I make it that far with edging only? FYI, it's my wedding day 🥰
This is perhaps more a story of orgasm control than orgasm denial, but I thought you might permit it as an illustration of the doors opened by female orgasm denial. I wanted to share this example of what can be achieved when good girls give themselves over to someone else's control or guidance, with consistent long-term commitment to the rules and training 🥰 Your orgasm denial isn't just about chastity, it's about chasing personal growth!!
A couple weeks ago, I did something for him that was very new for me after I had been on denial for many days (maybe even weeks, I don't remember). He had me post one of the voice notes/ramblefaps that I make for him to reddit. He edged me and made sure I hit the edge as I posted it so that I wouldn't get overwhelmed by embarrassment. As a reward for being so willing to push myself to please him and make myself porn for him, he came home that night and overwhelmed me with edging and orgasms. He even gave me my first ever anal orgasm by pressing my wand against the base of the plug he'd instructed me to wear. My body got so sensitized by the denial followed by an orgy of orgasms it even started feeling like his kisses and licks on my toes were like kisses and licks on my clit. It was a mind-blowing experience beyond anything I could have achieved without his tight control of all of my pleasure. I need his control over my orgasms, I need denial because it makes me better. You could be made better, too, when you give up control of your orgasms. 💕💕
I'm edging as I type this because good girls edge. Good girls ache.
You deserve to have your arousal harnessed and shaped into something that you couldn't have acheived without someone with self-control to deny you the fleeting pleasure of an orgasm any time you want to take it. Your body can experience so much more when you remove the shackles of instant gratification. Your mind will be opened to so many new possibilities...open to being molded and shaped into something better...something perfect.
Try orgasm denial today. It's a low-risk, high-return investment. You could stop at any time, but I assure you that once you get started, you'll find you can't wait to recruit, recruit, recruit, so all your friends can feel as good and as successful as you will.
Yesterday, my pup, u/babycakes-tm, and I had an amazing play call on the phone. I woke her up around 9am and she immediately started to touch for me as I requested her to. I had her clamp her nipples to get her arousal started, and then slowly worked on her little by little, having her suck "me" (the dildo she calls my cock) and get me ready for her aching little pussy. We started to edge her by pushing me inside and using her wand on her clit, and after a couple of edges, I had her plug her ass with her largest buttplug. She fucked herself with it for a few minutes first to get herself nice and open, then she finally popped it in and we continued edging.
One of the things I know she loves, is to watch me stroke my cock on video. I turned my camera on and let her watch me, and after a little bit of watching I had her unplug and use her second dildo on her ass. We spent over an hour edging together - I had her fuck her ass nice and hard, fuck her pussy nice and hard, then alternated my cock between her pussy and her mouth because she began begging me to fuck her face too. She pulled on her clamps and every time she had to take her vibe off because she got so close, she was a good girl and told me so.
Eventually, she was so worked up that I had to tell her to pull the vibe off because I could hear the desperation in her moans increasing and knew if I didn't step in, she'd go too far. Once she pulled the vibe off, I asked her if she wanted to watch me cum for her, and of course, she begged with a resounding yes. What followed was just as amazing for me as it was for her.
I slowly stroked and as I could feel the pressure building, I held my cock firm in my grip and let my cum leak out of me, ruining myself for her to watch. Her audible gasp told me she loved what she saw, but I wasn't done. I used that cum to lube my cock and kept stroking for her, and could feel it building again, and then I gripped the base of my cock and another slightly larger load began to cum, again dripping and leaking down the shaft of my cock. She moaned as she watched and I asked her if she liked it. She groaned, "yes Daddy", and I told her I still wasn't done. I kept stroking, and within another minute, my cock exploded, shooting up ropes of thick cum and she moaned even louder, watching me cum for the 3rd time in just a few minutes.
She edged again while I cleaned myself up, and then we slowly came to a close and had some aftercare and enjoyed some good chatting afterwards. Throughout the call, I had asked her several times if she wanted to cum, and every time she gave me the same answer: "No Daddy, I don't want to cum". As our day went on, she touched a few more times, and then at night we had one more session via chat before she was to go to bed.
That's where things got weird.
She edged a few times and I got her really worked up and then told her she was done. She asked me for one more edge, and I said no, and she begged me, but she begged me so weakly that I made her choose between edging and something else she'd asked permission for. She chose the edge, and as we got her towards that last edge, I told her to beg for me to let her keep her vibe on...unfortunately, that's where she slipped - SHE ASKED TO CUM, which is against her rules. I made her stop immediately, and she knew she was in some trouble for breaking her rules. I told her how surprised I was that after such an amazing day, she would break her rules this way, and she knew I was disappointed. I told her to get to sleep and that we'd talk about her punishment in the morning...
However, soon after, something changed in me. I messaged her again, showed compassion and gave her a pass on her mistake. I'd had such a fantastic day talking to her, which isn't something we get to do a lot on the phone, and I decided not to ruin it with punishment, which she was grateful for, asking me if I was still her good girl, to which I responded, "yes, you're my good girl". The payoff of this compassion, is that today, she's been super needy, and has already completed all her touches for the day, with plenty of time left for more if she requests them (she will). Additionally, she knows that the next time this happens, she won't be so lucky, so it will encourage her to not do it again.
i’m finally home again. i was on a trip with my mum for a few days so i barely had time alone to rub. i was also on my period for the biggest part of the trip, which made rubbing in public places less of an option too. a friend decided to start a little orgasm denial for my trip, which kept me extra needy on top of the barely masturbating. thursday was my last orgasm (maybe even wednesday??). the first few days of denial are always the hardest for me, so now that i survived those i’m kind of flirting with the idea to keep myself orgasm denied for a little longer. typing this while making rubbies on my funbutton, i’m so excited to get deep😵💫 i’m home again.<3
Hi. So I'm getting back on the denial bandwagon now that life has calmed down a bit for me. Currently at day 15 of 30 of self denial. Mostly no touch. But a potential problem is I'm very bad at edging. I can do some soft edges. (I kind of learned a bit in locktober) But if I get too close I tend to end up ruining or just keep going to a full orgasm. And I'm torn between taking the time to learn to edge properly with no restraints, just denial and mostly soft edges or still trying to keep up my denial while learning to edge and kinda hoping for the best. I want to learn to edge but I love seeing that number go up every day.
Tonight, I saw a side of Sir that I’ve never seen before. And I can’t explain how deeply it made me ache.
I am here for his pleasure, and I know that. I believe it—truly, fully. But tonight, he reinforced it more than I ever thought he would.
See, I pride myself on my endurance. I always have. If there’s one thing I can do, it’s last however long I’m told. A certain part of me truly believes it’s mind over matter. But today, I began to wonder if mind wasn’t strong enough to overcome matter.
Sir showed an intensity I’ve never seen. A harshness, a selfishness, a perfect amount of degradation and humiliation.
After teasing me for what felt like an eternity, I gave in. I begged for him, the words coming out before I could even realize I’d spoken them. The only thing I could feel was my need. My head spun more and more with each word that came out of his mouth and each thought he so carefully placed into my mind.
By the time my desperation won, Sir was busy making himself feel good. Reminding me how amazing every touch felt… reminding me he was already leaking… reminding me that if I continued to be a greedy, demanding slut, he’d just fill his fleshlight with his cum instead of me.
There’s nothing that sends a wave of deep fury and immediate need through my body like that statement. The jealousy consumes me before I can even try to reel my brain back in. Some stupid fucking toy? Some stupid toy is going to make Sir feel good instead of me? My whole body still aches at the thought.
But Sir didn’t stop there. He reminded me that even THIS… was him holding back. Taking it easy on me. He told me that soon, he’s truly going to break me.
He told me I was allowed to rub with one finger—one singular, sad, teasing finger. But my mind was so gone that I accepted it eagerly. I would have taken anything he offered. My body was crumbling already in a way I can barely explain, and I hadn’t even given into my urge yet.
The more he explained how it felt to get closer and closer, to leak into his hand, to watch the precum drip from his throbbing cock, the more I began to lose control of my desperate body. I never thought one finger would bring me to the edge, but denial is absolutely slapping me in the face this time around. It didn’t take long for that feeling to creep up as more and more thoughts flashed through my mind.
I’m usually good at pulling my hand away… I’m not new to this whole edging thing. But holy fuck, some days it’s hard to find the self control. As that feeling grew inside my body, my brain reminded me… I could just do it. I truly could. I could give in. He wouldn’t be happy, but I could do it.
But then I remembered… just how unsatisfying it would be. The immediate conflict—not only knowing I did something that wasn’t allowed, but knowing I disappointed Sir. I couldn’t do it.
My hand pulled away and my body felt that immediate cruel tension. That unforgiving ache. That deep, delicious, agonizing sensation of need.
I don’t deserve it. This isn’t about my pleasure, it’s about Sir’s. But oh my god, I need it. I need it. All I could do was tell him that I need him. Need to be filled. Need to be used. Need to be bred. Need to be broken. Need him. Every part of me. Needs him.
Until I was begging, stumbling over my words, reminding him that he owns every piece of me, asking him to “use me,” to “fuck me,” to “take me.” My mind was gone. All that existed was Sir and my deep need that I couldn’t seem to push away, no matter how hard I tried.
In my desperation, I told Sir that I think the consequences of taking what I need might be worth the punishment. Normally, my ego and my desire to prove my strength outweigh my desperation; like I said, I pride myself on control. But tonight, I nearly lost it.
The thought of that ecstasy coursing through my body… every limb going weak as the sweet release overtakes me. The promise of that feeling was so… so fucking beautiful. The phrase “good girls don’t cum” played on repeat in my head, but it barely changed a thing. I needed it. I needed it to the point that I could focus on nothing else. My pleasure was the only thing filling my mind, and I soon forgot about my true purpose of pleasing Sir.
He quickly instructed me to stop touching at all and reminded me what a greedy whore I am and how ungrateful I must be to even consider disobeying him. Every word out of his mouth made my need grow deeper, and I was already struggling to fight it off.
I apologized, and I truly meant it. And because Sir is wonderful and kind, he quickly forgave me. But he stood firm in his no-touch decision.
My body writhed and my hips bucked pitifully as I tried to calm down, but no matter what my mind said, my body needed more.
An hour has passed now, and even if my mind has calmed a little, my body hasn’t. My need to be filled and used is just as strong as it was. Nothing compares to that perfect feeling of fullness when a cock slams deep into my tight, wet, warm, needy hole.
There’s still a part of me that wonders if I’m going to break tonight and give in.