"I am going to cum!"

You take a deep breath the pleasure too much.

"I am going to cum." You announce to the clothes.

All your clothing falls loose, you cannot move your hands or thrust your hips. You feel your gloved hands move against you and move over your face and wiggle your pointer finger at you like "No no no."

"What? Why?" You plead with the Nymphs while your balls are fondled by the magical red briefs.

There is no response just teasing. In the pleasure and constant edging your eyes are wide and teary. Even when you stop announcing the pending ejaculation you want so bad, the Nymphs know.

"When can I cum?" You beg, and you see your hoody using it's sleeves for hands hold up your iPad. On the screen is a timer, counting down from 48 hours.

Your eyes widen, this is the game you started and the nymphs will win.