Make a few preparations, then try to last the hour.

With a sudden burst of resolve, you decide to activate the belt's mandatory one-hour-long tease session. In your haste to hit the button on your phone, you didn't realize that there were a few things you should have done to prepare first. Just as soon as the belt starts vibrating against your clit, you see a timer appear on your phone, counting down the hour. Oh fuck, what did you do? You think. These vibrations are far stronger than what you got as you ate out Emily, and that was enough to nearly bring you to orgasm. You brace against your bed, and your hands slip into your shorts to try to pull the belt away from your clit or to push it even closer, you're not sure.

A realization hits you while you wait for your first edge to appear and you let out an involuntary moan. You weren't too loud. This time anyway. You doubt you'll be worried about your neighbors hearing in a few minutes when you're close to orgasm, so you elect to silence the problem now. It takes a lot of focus for you to move under the intense teasing from your belt, but you are able to hop off of your bed. First, you move over to the bathroom to grab a towel. You have a feeling things are about to get messy. Next, you dive under Emily's bed and pull out her box of sex toys. You dig around quickly and find what you're looking for.

In your hands, you have the same gag your roommate used on you back on Friday night. That should help quiet things down. You also grabbed a pair of handcuffs. Not the police-style from before, but the fabric ones with buckles that should be easy enough for you to undo. You move back over to your bed to get on the towel, but your leg gives out just in front of it. You drop to your knees as you hit the first of many edges, gritting your teeth against it. The belt gives you only a short reprieve afterward, but it's enough time for you to hop up on your bed.

You're buckling the gag around the back of your head when the vibes resume their **** against your clit. At least your moans sound a bit quieter now, you think. You don't waste any more time as you slip one cuff around your left wrist and buckle it. You make sure the other is well attached and dangling free and switch your hands to be behind you. It takes a few moments, but you get it attached to your other wrist, leaving you helpless for now. It's just in time, too, as your second edge approaches in a hurry. You're already on your knees on the bed, so you collapse forward.

You strain your arms against the cuffs and your hands flit in the air behind you as you grind out this edge. In the short few seconds of rest, you realize you can't see the timer from here. You don't even have a clock in the dorm to estimate how long you've been going. All thoughts leave your head again as the belt starts building you up to another edge. You feel this one coming on even quicker than the last two and all you can do is thrash around on your bed. You'll definitely thank yourself later for getting the towel; you can already feel your juices dripping down to your thighs.

After a while, the edges start to blend together. The interval between each gets shorter and shorter until the chastity belt is spending a similar amount of time vibrating and letting you rest. A few tears have rolled down your face as you moan into the ball gag, which has become slick with your saliva. You didn't realize how much you were going to be drooling. Lower, you are bucking your hips up against each and every edge, trying to find that last bit of stimulation you need to finally cum. However, no matter how hard you try, you never manage to reach the ecstasy that lies just beyond the edge. You're completely soaked through, you've even wet your hands trying to push them against the belt. Just as you're tensing up against another brutal edge, the belt stops its vibrations.That seemed too soon to be a proper edge, but you just wait for it to activate again. After a few seconds of your belt staying silent, you finally **** down a sigh of relief, knowing that your hour of torment must be over. Your slick hands fumble with the clasp connecting the cuffs, but eventually you free yourself. You quickly take off the gag as well, letting all the built-up spit on it drip off. You roll over onto your back and inspect the belt, wishing you could flick your quivering clit to that orgasm it has been denied all night. You find the bottom of the belt completely soaked through, and you're still getting wetter as more of your lubrication makes its way through the drainage holes in the belt.

You're ready to clean up now, but you wipe your hands off on the towel and check your phone first. You find a new notification confirming the completion of your teasing task. You tap on it, and it brings you to a summary page on the control page:

"Daily teasing session complete!

"Time: 1:00:00

"Level: 4

"Orgasm inhibitor: True

"Edges: 67

"Orgasms: 0

"Average time to edge: 53 Seconds

"Average time to orgasm: #DIV/0!"

Not the most impressive quality control, but it's hard for you to care after that brutal torment. After you've fully caught your breath, you get off your bed, wiping up as much of your juices and drool as you can. You toss the towel in your laundry bin and head straight for the shower. Once the hot water is pouring over you, your mind begins to slowly return. You don't quite feel the same though. Without any feeling of anything now between your legs, you find yourself looking forward to getting ruthlessly edged again tomorrow. This scares you.

You shouldn't be looking forward to being tortured, your brain knows this but your body isn't convinced. You can only hope that you snap out of it by tomorrow. At least the edging session has tired you out enough that you push from your mind any thought of going out looking for a guy to bring back. You don't know how you'll respond to any more stimulation tonight, but it couldn't possibly go well.

You've rinsed the belt off enough that you don't think there's any more of your grool left to clean out. With the rest of your body cleaned up too, you stop the shower and dry off, then you move back into the full of your dorm room. You put on a fresh set of clothes, then check your phone again. It's into the early evening now, you're not sure if you should just stay in or head out to have some fun.