A Dilemma

Currently active rules:

"Old rule: all women have a dramatically increased libido, making them feel horny for most of the day."

"New rule: masturbation is socially unacceptable. No one is allowed to touch their own genitals. Sexual stimulation and gratification can only be performed by others."

"New rule: Women must have permission from a man before having an orgasm."

“New rule: immediately after receiving an orgasm, a girl must offer her ass in a spankable position to the man who gave her permission for the orgasm. “

In the end I stayed in the park much longer than I anticipated. I granted both Nancy and her mother an orgasm, and really enjoyed giving Nancy her very first spanking. I think she did as well; or at least, she was thoroughly wet again when I finished. I fucked Barbie for a while, but didn’t shoot in her and didn’t allow her an orgasm either. Though she was obviously disappointed and frustrated, she still tried to set up a next fixture. I just smiled and said “Heh well, I’ll see you around.”

In the end it was over four hours later when I got home. The 87 minute timer had gone off long ago, but Helen was still tied across the couch. The sight of her exposed ass sticking up in the air was very inviting, despite her seething mood and the bitter reproaches she shouted at me. I decided this was no way for her to earn a release from her bondage in that way, and instead stepped up behind her as she was. When my hand reached down between her buttocks and found her pussy, I found it soaking wet; and as I started playing it, the reproaches dwindled down and gave way to a lustful moaning. It was a joyous thought to realize this is what four hours of bondage did to her these days.

I released my cock from the confines of my pants. The feeling of power over her had made sure it was fully hard and ready, and I aimed for her slit without further delay. Her moaning increased even more as my deliberate thrusts started pounding her spread sex. Begging was recognizable in her vocal, but I denied her firmly, resulting in **** howls of frustration, which ringed like sweet music in my ears and enhanced the quality of my upcoming release greatly. I grunted in joy as I looked down on her trembling ass when I shot my load deep into her gaping and yearning hole.

Then I untied her, and sat down behind the computer to continue my game as she massaged her stiff limbs, coming back to life after the extended bondage. Her mood had changed completely; the reproaches and anger were gone, and she was very silent, as if she was thinking about something. Then she came to my desk, kneeled on the floor next to it, ans said:

“Please, Sir. We need to talk.”

I really liked the sound of that, with the “Sir” in it and all, so I paused my game and looked down on her, kneeling there with bent head

“Yes, my dear? What is it?”

“I… I can’t keep this up. I’m all fucked up and frustrated. You make love to me so much, and it feels so good when you do… it’s just, well, I think I need my release… or I’ll just explode some day soon!”

I just shrugged, and said: “Yeah, I get that. It’s just that there is this nine years between us, you see? You can see why I can’t grant your every whim right after that, right? “

When she just nodded in silence, I continued: “But like I said before, I’m not the only man who can give you permission. You can just go out and find someone else who is willing to comply. You won’t be the only one, there’s dozens of hungry women roaming out there!”

She swallowed hard, but still didn’t speak, she just kneeled there in silence. Our conversation seemed over, so I returned to my game. A minute later, she got up. I heard the rustling noises of her getting dressed; then she walked to the front door.

“Good luck,” was all I said as she walked out. She didn’t respond.