Web Teases

Many of you are probably aware of "webteases". These are a series of images and text that take you along on a little fantasy, and there are a few great sites that cater to tease and denial enthusiasts. I used to browse through them all the time back when I wasn't in training.

Aaaaaaanyway... I looove to write, and I decided to try my hand at one. It seems to be getting an excellent reception, so I may do some more.

If you're interested in seeing it, click here. (And if you do click to it, be sure to vote! Thank you!) Be warned, though... This is definitely an orgasm control fantasy.

-ace

Happy Halloween!!!!

I arrived at the party late, there were already close to 40 people crowded into my neighbor's small house. As always, I had waited until the last minute to find a costume, and ended up just cutting eye holes in a sheet and coming as a ghost. I didn't even have arm holes, just the sheet layed over me. Really original, I know.

I hadn't been there long when I noticed her across the room... A gorgeous, dark haired beauty wearing a very sexy cowgirl costume, laughing with a few of her friends. I was immediately entranced, and found myself staring at her. She happened to look over in my direction, I quickly turned away and thanked my neighbor for inviting me to the party. Hopefully she hadn't seen me.

Throughout the night, the sexy cowgirl continued to unintentionally hypnotize me. Every time I looked over at her she was doing something to draw me further into her web. Of course, I ended up standing right behind her when we played "bobbing for apples", and was treated to a lovely view of her butt as she leaned over the tub of apples. And when she came up with an apple, she looked right at me, took a bite, and winked.

I knew I was going to kick myself later if I didn't at least try to talk to her. I was already upset that I was wearing a GHOST costume, what a dork! I walked up to her, said, "E-excuse me, Miss... um..."

She turned to look at me, her eyes sparkling with a hint of trouble. "Yes? Can I help you?"

Just then, her friend, a pirate wench, dragged her away to talk to someone they both knew. I had missed my chance. Depressed, I asked my neighbor if I could use his bathroom, then I thought I'd just go home. He directed me to use the one connected to his bedroom.

I entered the bedroom and walked toward the bathroom door. Suddenly, I heard door click behind me. I turned around to see the sexy cowgirl locking the door. She motioned to me with her finger. "Come here, ghost boy."

I walked over to her, and she grabbed my sheet, keeping me close. "So, I noticed you've been watching me all night."

"You have?"

"Yes. I know you've been staring at my body, my legs, my butt. I saw you looking at my ass when I was bobbing for apples. Every time I've looked over at you all night, you're eyes have been focused on me. In fact, my friends noticed, too. They've been giggling about it all night."

"I'm... I'm sorry. I just liked your costume."

She smiled. "Oh, really? So you weren't thinking about how you wanted to grab me and kiss me? Or about bringing me in here, throw me on the bed, and put your hands all over my body?" I tried to back away, but she held me close. "Are you sure, at no time tonight, you fantasized about ripping my clothes off with your teeth, lavish kisses on my neck, stomach, my breasts? You didn't wonder what it would be like to suck on my nipples, or nibble on my thigh? Didn't ache to feel my warm, naked body pressed up next to yours?"

I couldn't speak. She reached down with one hand and found my cock. It was rock hard.

"I think you did." She pushed me back onto the bed and lifted my sheet high enough to get at my pants, which she yanked off me. This was followed by my boxers.

"You stay quiet and I won't tell your neighbor, who is MY younger brother, that you were perving on me. Got it?" I nodded. "Stand up and turn around," she ordered.

I stood up, now naked under the sheet from the waist down, and turned away from her. She lifted the sheet again, smacked my ass twice, then took of her neckband and used it to tie my hands together behind my back. Then she turned me back around. "Sit on the edge of the bed, ghost boy."

I sat down, the sheet bunched up so my raging erection was exposed. Cowgirl was wiggling her panties off from beneath her skirt. She walked over to me, straddled my legs, and lowered herself so that my cock was rubbing up against her beautiful, warm, wet center. She began working up and down slowly on me.

She put her arms on my shoulders. "You see, ghost boy, unlike most people at this party, I know what you look like. I've been watching you for a long time now, every time I come to visit my brother. I've been hoping for a chance to get you alone, show you what I'd like to do to you." She began rubbing faster now. I groaned. "Don't you cum, ghost boy. You cum and it's the last time you'll ever feel this hot wet pussy grinding against you."

I struggled at my tied hands, trying to free them. I wanted her inside me so bad, it was too much to bear. She was really working me hard now.

"I just wanted to give you a taste of what it would be like if you invite me over for coffee some time. You know, while my brother's out of town. Wouldn't you like to feel this again?"

I was trying so hard to not get too excited. "Y-yes.... I.... I don't think I can hold it much longer...."

"Aw, just a little longer, ghostie. You just stay quiet and breathe and let me get.... uh..... a few more... mmmmm..... nice rubs......" She pressed hard into me know, her pace building. "I'm almo....... almost......... done...... haaaaa......... ummmm....... aaaa.......... mmmmmmmmm...... AAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!! AAAAAHHHHH!!!!........ Oh, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!!! Unhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaah! MMMMMMM! Aaaaaahhhhhhh."

She collapsed her head onto my shoulders, spent. I was still trying to process what happened, my hips were pumping, begging for release. But it was not to be. Sexy cowgirl stood up, put her panties back on, and looked at my erection, giggling.

"Oh, what a good boy. You didn't lose control. Stand up, sweetie." I stood up, and the sheet fell down, covering my naked legs and torso. My hard on made the sheet just out, however, and the precum she'd coaxed from me was already starting to form a spot on the sheet. She picked up my pants and boxers, and fished my house keys out of the pocket of my jeans.

"I'll tell you what, sexy boy. I'll take these and meet you over at your house in fifteen minutes. You might need to ask someone to open the door for you. He he he. But if you can make it over to your house in the fifteen minutes with that boner intact, I will give you a night you will never forget."

And then she left, carrying my pants and boxers with her, shutting the door behind her. I wriggled at the bandanna tying my hands together... It was not coming off.

Happy Halloween, Everyone! And a special thank you to the lovely Ms Kate for last night's incredibly mind blowing session. You shocked and amazed me once again!

And leave me a message telling me what you dressed up as for Halloween!

Nursed Back to Health

Well, I have been denied any release for the last 22 days. I never thought I could make it so long. To be honest, there were a few days when I was sure I wasn't going to make it. I decided weeks ago that failure was not going to be an option for me, though.

I will call the fantastic and beautiful Ms Kate tonight to see if I've earned my reward. I will try to be good, but I'm sure there will be a lot of pleading involved on my part. Hopefully that won't lead to my undoing.

I wasn't feeling well for a few days and had to make some slight modifications to my normal homework routine. I have no doubt that this was the inspiration for my very jet lagged dream last night. Whew... These vivid dreams are the one side effect of denial that I wasn't counting on. It's going to be a long day.

Here's my latest dream. Who is the blond nurse? I'll never tell.

NURSED BACK TO HEALTH
I sat on the exam table, flipping through the magazine that the last patient had left there. I hated the doctor's office, but I had been feeling so run down lately that I knew there must be something wrong with me. It was a bit cold in the room, since I was wearing just the hospital gown they had provided me.

There was a knock on the door, and a beautiful dark haired nurse walked in. "Mr. Ace, I'm Nurse Kate." She looked at my chart. "It says here that you've been feeling very tired lately. I need to ask you a few questions so the doctor can diagnose your problem. Please lay down on the table and relax."

I laid back on the table, and she pulled her chair up to my face, set her arm on my chest, and began reading the questions. "Do you smoke?"

Her beautiful eyes were so close to mine, I was drawn in. I managed to answer,"No."

"Do you take any illegal substances?" Again I answered no. She asked several run of the mill questions about my habits, occasionally patting my chest to make me feel more comfortable. Then she asked, "When was your last orgasm?"

It had been some time. Between feeling so tired and work, I had not had much of a sex drive. I answered bashfully, "Three weeks."

She looked into my eyes. "Three weeks? Not even through masturbation?" I nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable now. "Please excuse me for a moment, Mr. Ace."

She exited the room, then returned again quickly with another very attractive blond nurse. "The doctor has asked us to do a few tests before he sees you. I've brought in my colleague to help." Nurse Kate approached my legs and grabbed my ankles, securing them with Velcro straps to the edges of the table. "I hope that's not too uncomfortable for you. It helps us to get better test results if you are still." The blond nurse helped Nurse Kate secure my wrists at my sides in the same fashion.

Once again, Nurse Kate put her face near mine and talked gently. "The doctor feels that your condition may be a side effect of sexual frustration. We need to check a few levels on you, take a few samples, in order to be sure." She stroked my hair back and smiled. "This may feel awkward for you right now, but never forget that we have your best interests at heart. It will be over before you know it."

She placed a thermometer in my mouth. "Hold on to this, sweetie. This is one of those glass thermometers, so if it falls out it will break." I held on as firmly as I could. I looked down at my feet and saw that, while I had been distracted, the blond nurse had removed her normal uniform and was wearing just a short white skirt and a bra. I looked at Nurse Kate, asking with my eyes what was going on.

"Don't worry, this is all part of the test. Just lay back, relax, and let us collect our data." She lifted my gown up a bit, exposing my entire lower torso. She turned to the other nurse, "Will you hand me the lubricant, please?" I nearly dropped the thermometer.

The blond nurse handed the tube to Nurse Kate, who poured a liberal amount all over my genital area. Then, to my great amazement, she began to fondle me. "Just relax, Mr. Ace. The majority of our data must be collected when your penis is in an erect state." I felt my cock begin to tingle, the nerves waking up and the blood rushing to it. The blond nurse put a blood pressure cuff on my arm and inflated it.

I was hard now, and Nurse Kate was pumping me very slowly, rubbing the head a bit after every stroke, working me into a very aroused state. She stopped and looked at her handiwork. "Okay, let's get some measurements here. Hand me the tape, please." The blond nurse reached over my head to grab the tape off the counter, rubbing her breasts in my face in the process. She gave the tape to Nurse Kate and the two of them took every imaginable measurement of my cock. Girth, height, color, head circumference... I was going insane with the thermometer in my mouth, wondering if they were ever going to remember to take it out.

Nurse Kate removed her coat now, revealing a green lace bra that barely covered her perfect breasts. "You're doing so good, sweetie. Just hang in there, we have almost all the data we need now." She began pumping me again in earnest, faster and harder than before. For the first time in weeks, I could feel the semen start to bubble inside of me. She rubbed the head a bit, then continued stroking full force. "Don't have an orgasm, okay. You let me know if you are close. If you ejaculate, we will have to start over, which means you'll have to stay here like this for a few hours."

The blond nurse made it worse... She walked down to stand next to Nurse Kate and began massaging my balls lightly. I was in heaven and hell at the same time. I could feel myself surrendering to the sensations. Suddenly, the blond nurse put her hand on Nurse Kate's breast, and the two began kissing, looking right at me.

It was more than I could handle. I mumbled through the thermometer that I was going to cum. They both smiled at me, and Nurse Kate squeezed down hard on my cock just before I exploded. She held it there for a moment, then released. They looked down at my throbbing member and frowned. Nurse Kate looked at me a bit more sternly now. "I thought you were close. Hmm. Not even one drop of precum yet."

She began working me hard again, and they resumed kissing. The blond nurse walked behind Nurse Kate and removed her bra. She then took a turn stroking me as Nurse Kate returned the favor. They were kissing more passionately now, their tongues darting all over the place. But still they looked right into my eyes as the did it. I tensed, mumbled at them again, and they stopped, looking at my cock head.

A bit of precum dripped out the tip. Nurse Kate grabbed a small vial and tried to collect it. She held it up, studying it. "Well, there's some here, but not enough for a proper sample." She threw the vial in the trash and looked at me. "You're really making us work for this today, aren't you?" She smiled, her cheeks flush. Reaching beneath her skirt, she removed a matching pair of green panties, tossing them aside. "We're going to have to do this the hard way, I guess."

Nurse Kate lifted herself onto the table, straddling my chest. I could feel that she was wet, which drove me even more crazy. The blond nurse stood between my legs, pumping me, keeping me aroused. Nurse Kate wiggled a little on my chest, then took the thermometer out of my mouth. "Oh, poor thing. You do have a bit of a temperature. And your heart rate is a little elevated, too." She took my face in her hand. "Now, if you promise to sit there quietly and let us finish the tests, I'll make sure we make you feel much, much better." I nodded, starting to sweat.

Nurse Kate smiled at me, then slowly moved backward, sliding right on to my cock, and I was inside her. She put one finger to her lips and looked at me. "Shhhhhhhhh."

The blond nurse began kissing Nurse Kate's neck and fondling her breasts from behind. Nurse Kate began working herself up and down on my engorged dick. I felt my breath quiver as I tried so hard to be silent. Kate looked at me the whole time, setting the pace herself, making me want to thrust my hips. But I couldn't. I was secured too well.

Blond nurse started rubbing Nurse Kate's clit now, eliciting moans. She continued to nibble at her neck as well, and I could feel Kate starting to clench around me and quicken the pace. Her nipples were hard, her face and chest blushing red, and she sped up even more. I could feel myself starting to cum. I tried to speak. "Nurse Kate, I'm...."

"Shhhhhhhh....."

My breath trembled as I tried to hold it back. Nurse Kate whipped her head backward and froze for a moment, clenched me so tight I could tell that she came, and kept going. It was more than I could take. My body clenched, my toes curled, I closed my eyes and came. I came harder than I had in a long time, spurting over and over. I nearly passed out, it was so strong. Eyes still closed, I heard her whisper to me, "Breathe.... breathe......"

Finally, my body relaxed. I opened my hazy eyes and saw both nurses looking back at me, smiling. Nurse Kate leaned forward, rubbing my chest. "Well, I bet you feel better now, don't you?"

She got down off the table, pulled her skirt down, and looked at my slowly declining dick. "Well, unfortunately, the test results won't be accurate now. You'll have to stay here for a few more hours so we can try again." The blond nurse, looking a bit flustered herself, began massaging my balls again.

Nurse Kate reached down and kissed me full on the lips and bit my bottom lip slightly. She whispered in my ear, "Don't worry. We'll keep trying until we get it right."

Waking Up is Hard to Do

Have you ever woke and realized that your hips were pumping because you are so aroused? When you are being denied orgasms, it probably not the best way to start your day. But that's how my day started yesterday, and it sort of set the tone.

I think a part of me that has been buried deep is starting to awaken. I was on edge, brave, flirtatious, horny, forward, challenging. I wanted to cum and I didn't care what anyone else had to say about it.

Except I actually did care. Two weeks without is a huge deal for me. I am very proud of myself. One month ago I never would have dreamed I could do this.

And it helps, I suppose, that for all intents and purposes I do not currently hold the deed to my cock. Miss Kate has that tucked away in a safe deposit box somewhere, where it can keep me from harm. Even though I am the one edging myself every night, it is as if my hands are tied behind my back and she is getting me to that point. I can wriggle and try to escape the bonds, but she has tied them too well. All I can do is focus on the exquisite torment of the stimulation.

So I had my attitude yesterday, even knowing that my most basic desire was out of my grasp. I was confident at work, I walked tall and didn't take any shit from anyone. And then I came home, and relaxed, and did my homework, and fell asleep.

I dreamt that I was tied spread eagle to a bed, blindfolded. Kate whispered in my ear, "Just hang on a little longer. Don't cum until I tell you to." I said okay, then I felt a mouth working my dick. Up and down, licking here and there, sucking lightly on the head, kissing the tip... Hands caressing my balls, then stroking me. Slow, powerful strokes that became fast strokes over time.

I tried so hard to clench, to hold off the orgasm. She was working me hard though. I wanted to cum so bad, but I wanted to do it when she said. I could feel myself tightening for the final release. My whole body, in that moment, was filled with cum. It needed to get out, it wanted to get out so bad. I felt my cock swell and swell and swell as she licked the underside of the head and pumped me up and down.

In my fevered dream, I was begging to be allowed to cum. The hands that were working me stopped and lifted just out of my reach. I tried to raise my hips to find them, but then I felt naked legs straddle my chest, holding me down. Her lips close to my ear, she breathed, "It's not time yet." I felt her give my cock one last long squeeze.

And then I woke up.

Another Story for You

I've fallen behind again, mostly due to outside forces that usurp my time. Anyway, I am now in my 8th day of orgasm denial, and I have to say... It is not getting easier. But I am thinking a lot about how incredible it feels to let someone tell you when you can and can't have pleasure. It's quite electrifying. Here's a fantasy that is currently running through my mind... Hope you enjoy.


TIME ZONES

It was the first day of their long, international vacation. She stood framed in the bay window, looking out over the city as the sun rose. Her hair, still wet from the shower, fell in long strands down her back. A gentle breeze flew through the window, and she snuggled into the terrycloth robe. Suddenly, his arms were around her. He kissed her neck, nibbled on her ear, stroked the her hair back, gently.

She started to speak, but he was now nibbling on the other ear. She tilted her head back to kiss his neck, bringing her arms up to hold his head. He took the chance to slide his hand into the front of her robe, caressing her breast. She shivered slightly, melting to the touch.

Grabbing the belt, he untied the robe, letting it fall to the ground. It was chilly, but he wrapped his arms around her body, protecting her from the cold. She could tell that he was naked behind her, his hardness throbbing at the small of her back. She tried to turn around to face him, but his arms were exploring her, touching her most delicate skin, feeling out the curve of her hips, her stomach, her beautiful breasts.

He kissed down her back, enjoy her shoulder blades, the curve of her spine, the small of her back. His lips touched each of her ass cheeks, then made their way back up to her neck. Fondling her breasts, he breathed hard into her ear, his primal way of telling her he wanted her, needed her. He picked her up and carried her to the bed, setting her on the warm down comforter.

He hovered above her, staring at her face, drinking in her eyes, then sealing their mouths together with a passionate kiss. He ran his tongue down her body, tracing her collarbone, her stomach, then to her breasts. With tender movement, he rolled a nipple between his lips, then the other. The stiffness in them betrayed her passion. He sucked on them for a moment, then released, blowing warm air on the wet flesh.

Moving down, he spread her legs with his, kissing lower and lower, kissing the insides of her thighs. She moaned a little as he gently began licking her already wet pussy, tasting her, feeling her give in to the pleasure. Her legs locked around him, pushing his tongue further inside. He made circles with his tongue, little flicks, then some very light sucking. Her hips began to slowly buck up and down.

He couldn't take any more. Hovering above her again, he entered her, enveloped by her tight, warm core. He began slowly thrusting into her. Her face was red, her breathing erratic. He continued, nice slow thrusts, enjoying the feel of it. She grabbed his ass, started setting the pace herself now, breathing hard, sweating, working to a final, wonderful release.

He grunted, feeling the pressure build in him. "Don't cum yet," she whispered between thrusts. He clenched his muscles, concentrated, and kept thrusting forward. "Don't cum until I tell you to."

Faster now, harder, their hands roaming everywhere, touching everything. She closed her eyes, rolled her head back. He kept thrusting, pulsing, pushing her to the limit. Suddenly, she tightened, frozen, and moaned breathily. He kept thrusting for a moment more, driving her to her second, and third breathless moments. He had to stop, then, to hold back his own release. She looked at him with glazed eyes, smiling. They stared at each other for an eternity, then she ran her fingers through his hair.

"That was incredible, my dear." He smiled. "But I told you you could cum on Monday, and today is Sunday. Sorry."

Damn time zones.

Day 3

Day 3... It's now after midnight, so I'm well into Day 4. I'm getting prepared to try to call Cock Control on Wednesday night. The combination of thinking about that and finding pics like these to fantasize about meant that once again I ended the day as a failure.

One of my fantasies is that I'm on a boat for a week with my mistress, and she's keeping me naked, hard and frustrated the entire time. Out here on the ocean, I have no choice but to allow her to train me to be the perfect little cock controlled slave. She rubs up against me, fondles me mercilessly, and teases me with hot, erotic stories the entire time.

Just in case I might try to take matters into my own hands, my arms are bound behind my back all day. And at night, I'm tied spread eagle on the deck, with nothing to do but let my engorged cock pulse in the night air. She's promised me that, if I can last the whole week without begging to cum, she'll reward me with an orgasm I'll never forget. But if I do beg before the week is through, I won't get to cum for another month.

This wouldn't be so bad if it weren't for her choice of attire...

-ace

Day 2 - A Denial Story for You

Well, I did pretty well for most of day two, mostly because I steered clear of my computer every time I started feeling the itch. Finally, though, I logged on and found myself looking at another set of pictures that really turned me on. Once again, any time I can find a picture set with a beautiful woman that can be interpreted as a teasing and controlling situation, I'm pretty much hooked. I am a very story oriented person, so it's almost impossible for me to resist such a tempting visual treat.

I tried to start off slow to pace myself, but in less than a minute I was out of control, as usual, and within two or three minutes I was done. Damn it, I know I can do better than that! Why am I so fast? Grrr... Hopefully, I'll start improving very soon, with the help of some kind woman.

Anyway, here's a short story to show you a peek into my mindset regarding these particular photos. It's much longer than it would have been if I had written it while I stroked, but I digress. Let me know what you think, I can always use some honest feedback.

Testing the Leash
by ace

It was raining again, just as it had been every night in the past week. Thanks to the traffic, I arrived for our date half an hour late. Soaking wet, I ran as fast as I could to her front door, searched a moment for the doorbell, then frantically knocked, hoping she would answer quickly.

A drenched eternity passed until the door knob finally clicked and the door opened. There she was, wearing the pink sweater I had given her as a gift, an annoyed look on her face.

"You're late. I thought you chickened out."

"I'm sorry," I stammered. "It was the rain, and the traffic, and..."

"Just come in." She took my hand and led me through the door. "I'm just glad you came. I've been looking forward to this all week."

She shot me a flirtatious smile as I stepped in out of the rain, soaking her entryway doormat. My nervousness began to fade. I tried to act composed and collected, but I was shivering from a mixture of wet and adrenaline. Thinking my feet were now dry, I began to step forward into the main room.

She put her hand on my chest, stopping me in my tracks. "Wait, you're still dripping wet, and we both know what brought you here." She took one step away from me, and glanced up and down my body. "Why don't you just take your wet clothes off right here, let me see what I'll be working with tonight."

So, this was it. I'd come too far to turn back now. Wiping a strand of wet hair from my face, I took a deep breath and lifted my shirt over my head, revealing my bare chest.

"Don't be shy. Shoes, pants, underwear... I want it all off." She stepped forward, unbuttoned my pants, then stepped back again and continued to stare. This action sent shivers down my spine, and my cock began to harden. She wasn't just looking at me, she was looking through me.

I continued by removing my shoes and socks, and then, hands shaking, I unzipped my pants and let them fall to the floor. My cock, now throbbing and solid, peeked through the slit in my boxers. She didn't say anything about this, she just continued looking me up and down, enjoying the show. I put my thumbs in the elastic of my boxers and peeled them off, leaving me totally naked and vulnerable.

Once again she approached, putting one hand on my hip. "There, now that wasn't so bad. I think you even enjoyed it." Her hand brushed my manhood briefly, making it bounce. "Now, turn around, gather all you clothes up, and hand them to me."

I did as I was told, giving her a full view of my backside. As I picked up the last sock, she spanked me lightly, and giggled. I flinched, surprised, then turned around and handed her the pile.

"Thank you. Now put your hands on your head," she cooed, as she walked over to a closet, threw the clothes inside, and pulled out a black bag. "Let's get you into something more comfortable, shall we?" She set the bag on the hallway table, a few feet away from me, and pulled out a length of chain with a small leather handle on one end.

Approaching me with the chain, she put her manicured finger under my chin, pushing my head up. "Keep your head up for a minute, let me get this fastened." I waited a moment for the leather to wrap around my neck, assuming it was a leash. I was surprised when I suddenly felt her grab my balls and pull them away from my body, wrapping a collar behind them and up over my cock. I heard a small metallic click and knew it was a pad lock. She tugged on the leash gently.

"Is that too tight?"

"N-no... It's... no." It was taking all of my strength not to look down at her handiwork. I could feel her delicate hand touching, poking, prodding around the collar, checking to see if it was on right.

"Are you sure? If it's too tight, it'll cut off the circulation and you'll be numb." She grabbed my manhood, lifted it for a moment, then released, making it bob in the air. "Could you feel that okay?"

"Y..yes. I can feel that. It's not..."

"What about on the sides?" She brushed her nails back and forth across the left side a few times, then the right. "Are you feeling sensation when I do this with my fingers?"

"...yes... unh....yes...." I groaned, trying to force myself to relax.

She gingerly brushed back and forth along the top of it now. "And how about here? Can you feel that okay?"

It was too much, I knew I would cum if she didn't stop soon. "I'm going to... I can't hold it..." I tried to focus on the ceiling above me, tried to think of something other than the woman working me into a frenzy.

Fingernails tapped along the underside of my cock, paying special attention to the head. "Good. And what about when I do this? What does it feel like I'm doing now?"

"It... feels like.... uhnnnhhh.... like you're tickling the....bottom..... of.....unnhhhhhh...."

"What's the matter?" She cupped the head of my cock in her hand, pumping it very gently. "Are you having trouble feeling that? Can you tell that I'm squeezing you with my hand?" She rubbed the head with her thumb and forefinger. "Can you feel me rubbing you on your swollen, purple cock head?"

Toes curling, I put all my effort into keeping my head pointed up, my hands interlocked in my hair. I was able to manage another "...uhnhhhhnnnn...."

She wrapped her hand full around my cock, pumping it slowly with a feather light touch. "Are you sure you can't feel that? Because it looks like you're starting to leak a bit of fluid out of the tip." She kept pumping, but extended her thumb so it could touch the watery liquid. "If this is coming out of you, I bet you're feeling really tense right now, trying to hold back so you don't embarrass yourself by cumming too quickly. Am I right?"

"Uhnnnnn......"

Her stroke speed increased. "You're probably wondering if you can take it any longer, if you should just shoot your load. I bet you feel like there's a hot, boiling release inside you, just waiting for you to give in and let it out. Is that how you feel?"

"........"

"I said is that how you feel?!"

".....uhhhnnnnnnn..yessss...."

"Do you feel like you will burst at any second, like you're going to ruin this entire night because the pleasure is just too intense?!" She began pumping at a breakneck speed. "Answer me!"

"Yes!"

"Do you want to cum right now? Do you?"

"Yes! Yes!" I was gritting my teeth. I knew I was too far past the point of no return.

"Then cum!"

I grunted, my muscles spasmed, and then....

Suddenly, she tugged up forcefully on the leash, holding it up while my body shook in a near orgasmic state. She kept pulling, holding steady, until my urge subsided. Somehow, someway, she had stopped me from cumming.

In shock, I sighed out deeply, unclenching the muscles in my stomach. She tilted my head back down so that we were face to face. She smiled at me with a cheshire grin. "There, your leash is on." She walked around behind me, lowered my hands and crossed them behind my back, and I felt cold steel handcuffs click into place. She walked around in front me, leash in hand, and tugged on my very confused cock.

"Don't worry, sweetie. From now on, you won't come unless I say so. And that's a promise." She walked toward the living room, tugging me along with the leash.

TO BE CONTINUED