Now!

I was at home making a sandwich when my phone rang signalling a text from my mistress. I was alone so I dropped what I was doing and checked the message. “Are you alone and at home?”

I quickly typed my response “Yes to both, Mistress.”

“Drop your pants and start masturbating. I want you to cum for me. You have four minutes.”

I texted my reply with my right hand while releasing my pants with my left “Yes, Mistress.”

I was already semi-hard from my mistress’ text. And because it had been two weeks since my last orgasm I couldn’t wait to cum. I started jerking my cock as hard and fast as I could, and it grew hard quite fast. My phone buzzed and I saw an incoming call from my mistress. “Hello, Mistress.”

“Hello, Slave. I can hear you masturbating furiously already. Are you that desperate to cum?”

“Yes, Mistress. It has been two weeks since my last orgasm.”

“I know. I want you to go to the kitchen and put me on speaker, and open the freezer.”

I put her on speakerphone and set the phone on the counter “Already in the kitchen. Opening freezer now… ah.”

“You know what to do, slave.”

There was a rubber mold in the freezer. Similar to the ones you get to make novelty ice cubes. This one did make an ice shape, but it wasn’t for cooling your drinks. This one made a small ice butt plug. I picked it up and pulled the plug from the mold. “I’m putting the Ice plug in my ass now, Mistress.”

I slid the plug into my ass. Being ice, it melted and helped lubricate itself, it was uncomfortable having it up there, and the extreme cold certainly wasn’t helping.

“Good, Slave. Leave it in until it melts. You have two minutes left. Don’t disappoint me, this is your only chance to cum today.”

My cock twitched as my mistress said that. The ice plug was making it harder to focus on the pleasure of my cock. I kept jerking hard and fast as I replied “I’m trying, Mistress, but the ice plug is making it difficult.”

I could hear her evil grin through the phone. “I know. That’s why I’m going to help you cum, Slave. Listen to my voice and do exactly as I tell you. Jerk your cock with your left hand, and pinch your left nipple with your right hand.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Now pinch your right nipple.”

“Now squeeze your balls while you jerk off. You’re such a good slave that you’ll cum exactly and only when I tell you. Now switch hands. I want you grabbing your balls with your left and jerking with your right. You have one minute to cum, slave. I want you to shoot your hot cum all out for me. I want you to keep jerking that cock hard until every last drop has spurted out.”

“Thank you, Mistress. I’m getting close, Mistress.”

“Good. I’m going to give you a countdown. I want you to cum exactly when I reach zero, not before, not after. Do you understand, Slave?”

My balls were aching and ready to burst after two weeks of being denied orgasms. I was convinced that if she told me to cum right that second I would have. “Yes, Mistress. I understand.”

She began counting in about 2 second intervals, using her stern, sexy voice.

“Thirty.”
“Twenty Nine”
“Twenty Eight”
“Twenty Seven”
“Twenty Six”
“Twenty Five”
“Twenty Four”
“Twenty Three”
“Twenty Two”
“Twenty One”
“Twenty”
“Nineteen”
“Eighteen”
“Seventeen”
“Sixteen”
“Fifteen”
“Fourteen”
“Thirteen”
“Twelve”
“Eleven”
“Ten”
“Nine”
“Eight”
“Seven”
“Six”
“Get ready, Slave.”
“Five”
“Four”
“Three”
“Two”
“One”
“Cum for me now, slave.”

I came hard, I grunted as I shot my load. “NNNNNNGGGGHHHH! I’m cumming! Thank you Mistress“

My mistress cut me off. “Don’t strop stroking, Slave.”

I tensed up and replied with a meek “Yes, Mistress.”

I was simultaneously excited and worried. I love it when my Mistress plays with me during my refractory period. On some occasions she’s even been able to make me dry-orgasm again shortly after I ejaculate. That’s when I’m tied up and unable to do anything other than scream and whimper. Now she wants me to do that to myself. I’ve tried before but I just can’t. It’s like trying to hold your breath until you pass out. I just can’t make my body do it.

“Good boy. Keep stroking. I know it’s hard but you can do it. You’re a good slave. Just keep on stroking until I tell you to stop. If you are able to, you’re allowed to cum as much as you want until you stop stroking.”

“Please, Mistress. Please have mercy. I don’t think I can do this.”

“You only need to stroke for another 30 seconds. I’ll count it out for you.”

“Thank you, Mistress.”

And she counted. For thirty agonizing seconds she counted down until she got to two, then she paused. I became frantic “Mistress, Please! I can’t keep this up for much longer! Please have mercy on me, Mistress!”

“I’m disappointed, Slave. Keep stroking. Without the whimpering. I want you to cum again.”

I had no choice, I had to keep stroking. My cock was going crazy and my arm was getting tired but I could not disobey my mistress. I groaned as I stroked, unable to bear it but going on anyways.

“That’s right slave. You can’t resist my orders. I tell you jump and you ask ‘how high and into what muck, Mistress.’ I’m glad you’re such an obedient slave. I’m so happy that my panties are wet just from hearing you moan. I’m going to masturbate and we can cum together. You’re a very lucky slave, getting two orgasms when your mistress only gives herself one.”

I’m sure my voice cracked when I replied. All I could focus on was my cock, and how I desperately needed to stop jerking it, and how I desperately needed to keep jerking it. “Yes Mistress, you are very kind.”

I heard shuffling, then the distinctive schlicking sound of my mistress rubbing her pussy. She started moaning very quickly, evidently she had gotten herself quite worked up making me cum the first time. “Keep jerking your cock, Slave. Mmmmm it makes me so hot to think of you, standing there, furiously jerking your cock even though you desperately want to stop.”

It was driving me crazy. It seemed like she had me stroking for hours, but I know it couldn’t have been more than a couple minutes. It had been just long enough that it was starting to feel pleasurable again. I could hear my Mistress’ moans become louder and more urgent, that meant she wasn’t far from an orgasm. I felt myself get closer but I wasn’t sure I’d make it in time. “Cum for me, Slave. NOW!”

I came instantly, it was one of the most intense orgasms I’ve had without being in bondage. While I was cumming the only noise I could make was a strained grunt. At the same time I heard my mistress cum. After my orgasm finished I moaned breathlessly “Thank you, Mistress. May I please stop stroking now?”

“Yes, slave.”

I gave a sigh of relief as I finally let go of my poor, overstimulated cock. “Thank you, Mistress. That was really intense; I don’t know how much longer I could have gone on for.”

“But you did go on, because I told you to. I’m proud of you. Did you enjoy both of your orgasms?”

“Yes I did, Mistress.”

“Good. I’ll be home around six, I expect you to have dinner ready as usual. We’ll talk about this then. For now though I have to get back to work. I love you.”

“I love you too. See you tonight”

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