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Chapter 9 by Tagaluginmo

What do you decide?

“Please, I want more. Deny me.”

A low, guttural moan was the first thing that came from your mouth when Linda laid out your options. You were torn. From both her words and how skillfully she worked your cock up to that point, there was no doubt that Linda would make your orgasm incredible even if you chose the path of immediate gratification. But the thought of an entire night with her… The possibilities…

“Choose Nick, or I’ll choose for you.” Her hands tightened just a little, threatening to overwhelm the last of your willpower. That devious flame of arousal and control was clearly present in her eyes. You had mere seconds to decide.

“Ngh fuck! Please, Linda, I want more. Deny me…” You made your choice through gritted teeth, all too aware of the current ache in your swollen balls. It was only going to continue for the rest of the day and likely get stronger as time went on, but the prospect of a greater reward outweighed all of that.

Linda looked more pleased then than if you had just won the company a billion dollar case. Her breath caught in her throat for a moment and one of her teasing hands immediately dove down into her panties to find her soaked pussy. “Oh god yes, Nick...” Her smile widened and she continued to stroke and edge you very lightly with one hand even as she pleasured herself. “Yes, that's exactly what I wanted!” Her breath was already ragged. “Fuck! Say it again. Tell me to deny you so you can earn this tight pussy later tonight.”

Even the minimal stimulation of Linda’s strokes was absolute ecstasy and it took all your focus to obey her new command. By that point, there was a deep-seated need within you to bring this woman pleasure and if begging her for denial would do that, then you were happy to comply.

“I need more of you Linda! God, I’d do anything to even just touch your perfect, wet pussy…” You knew that laying it on thick was the correct move.

“Yes! Oh fuck, more…” Linda’s hand on your cock was now just gripping the base. She was too preoccupied with her own pleasure; her hand in her panties sped up.

“That’s right, my pleasure isn’t important. Deny me, Linda. Please make yourself cum while I throb and ache. Oh fuck please! I need to see you cum as you deny my orgasm.” You crossed over a line into complete begging as you saw what effect your earlier words had. This time, hearing you speak like that made Linda’s body begin to shake.

“Fuck, Nick! I’m gonna cum. I’m making myself cum while you just get to watch and- OH GOD! Watch and throb for me!” And then the pleasure was just too much and her hand gripped your aching shaft tightly as her pussy did the same to her fingers. Her hips rolled, grinding against her hand as she rode the waves of ecstasy that her touches and your words had brought her. “Shit! Oh my-” Strained exclamations barely made their way out between her clenched teeth followed by her throwing her head back and finally letting out a loud, gratified moan as the climax peaked and then began to subside.

When Linda’s head came back down, this brought her lips just an inch or two from your cockhead as she breathed in ragged gasps, trying to regain composure. The hot breaths of satisfaction washed over your pulsing tip. You had never ached to be in a woman’s mouth so badly before and for a second she glanced at your dick, but she just finally smiled up at you.

“Fuck that was so good… Oh you want me to suck it a little? Mmm…” She brought her mouth teasingly close, wide open, ready to engulf your dick and make you bust right then. Then her lips suddenly pursed and she laid the lightest of kisses on the side of your cockhead. “You’ll thank me for the denial later, Nick. Trust me.”

“Fuck… yes, Linda.” You had to grit your teeth and lean your head back, not looking at her sexy expression so close to your cock, to keep from begging for more. You knew it would be worth the wait with how expertly she had administered such incredible pleasure and control over you. “God, I’m going to be so worked up all day.”

Linda was standing and putting her bra back on. “Good…” She came around and grasped your tied wrists, pausing before she untied you to add, “It better not interfere with your work though, Nick. You know that all of this ‘special treatment’ from your handler hinges on you doing such good work for the company…” Her hand came up to grasp your chin and tilt your head back to look at her. “Will you keep doing such good work for me?”

“Yes!” Your hands were still tied and you were honestly aroused enough to agree to anything. “Yes I will, Linda.”

“Good boy…” She bent down and gave you a greedy, sensual kiss. It seemed to drain out the last of the fire of her orgasm and she promptly untied you. “Get dressed and go work in your office for the day. I’ll be busy until I message to call you over to my place later.” She was just about to walk back through the hidden door when she paused. “Oh and Nick…” her tone became grave, “If you give in to any of the many women around here who would gladly take your cum before it’s time, I’ll know. I’m not saying you can’t have your fun, that’s almost unavoidable, but those balls better be full when I get my hands on them later, understood?”

“Understood.” The dull ache only intensified as the door closed behind her and you dressed. This might be more difficult than you thought.

What comes next?

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