Heaven

I woke up the next morning, horny again. A little more passive, but still incredibly passive. There is something incredibly calming about no longer having the ability to cum and being controlled by your Mistress. It was definitely affecting my state of mind.

As the day progressed, I became increasingly horny again.

By the evening I was back to being demented. By the time Helen got to the door that evening, I was already kneeling by the door. I'm not sure why I knelt, but it felt right.

"Good boy" as she strolled in.

"Good evening Mistress"

"Good evening, my little cuck. Have you prepared me something for dinner?"

"Yes Mistress."

I poured her a glass of Chianti, and finished the meal. We ate, discussing the day. She could tell that I was incredibly horny, despite my attempts to act normal. Every so often I would catch her watching me, smirking at my discomfort. despite this I managed to maintain my composure and make it through the meal without breaking down, begging to cum.

At the end of the meal, she looked at me over the top of her wine glass. "You have been very good. Not asking for anything is appropriate behaviour for a little submissive cuckold. Don't you agree?"

"Yes Mistress"

"I think you may be worthy of a reward. Get on the bed"

And so I lie on the bed naked whilst she watched some TV programme downstairs. By the time she came upstairs an hour later, I had again achieved that passive calm state, ling there whilst she tied me to the bed, my cock standing proud, my eyes watching her like a hawk, as horny as hell.

She looks at me with a glint in her eye as she slowly, ever so slowly, peels off her clothes to reveal her stunning naked body. My eyes are locked on her, taking in her naked form, **** to be inside her. She straddles me, and to my surprise it is not over my face but over her cock.

"Work for it" Already straining to get my cock to reach her pussy, I now lift my entire body off the bed, trying to lift my cock to enter her. I try, again, and again. She lets me get close, but not touch her. Beads of sweat break out and soon I am drenched with the exertion. All the time she is teasing me,.

"Come on cucky, you can do it"

"You do want to be in me, don't you ?"

"Aw, cucky, is your cock not big enough to enter me"

"I bet Bob's cock could reach inside me from there"

...and so on. Eventually I collapse back on the bed.

Then she lowers herself so that the shaft of my cock is resting in the folds of her of pussy lips. I can't help it I thrust, trying to get inside "Move again and I get off" she warns.

"She starts to rub her pussy along the length of my shaft. I can't take my eyes off the sight of her pussy, my cock head, purple with frustration, her juices coating me, pre-cum leaking out.

I am loosing my mind! I am beside myself with angst, but I keep running over the mantra in my head _Don't move, Don't move _as she continues this exquisite ****. I am now dripping in sweat, my body rigid with the strain of trying not to move. I can feel my orgasm building...

...building...

...building...