With the hard part over, you try to relax.

You try to think about what responsibilities you've neglected to do today. You've already been to your classes. They didn't assign any homework yet, given that it was only the first day. You don't have a job right now and your calendar is lacking any appointments. Does this mean you get to take the night off? Before, that would usually mean sitting in front of your laptop playing a new game, watching a series or movie, or just mindlessly surfing the net. Or it could be one of those nights you spent searching for the perfect porn while idly stroking your cock. Well, that option is definitely out, you think as you're reminded of the constricting metal around your waist.

Instead, you sit down at your desk and load up a classic shooter on your laptop. One that you've been playing for years and you know that it can take your mind off of a shitty situation for a little while at least. You start up a bot match to hone your skills for a bit since it's been more than a few days since you last played. Once you've domed a few mindless enemies, you switch over to online play. The Wi-Fi in the dorms isn't amazing, but it's still better than you might get if you had to hotspot off your phone.

You lose a couple of rounds, then win a few. The game comes down to one final match against both teams. You buy the best weapons you can with the money you saved cheaping out in the last few rounds. With your big sniper in hand, you take point. You hope that even if you fail one of your teammates can use it to secure victory for the team. Thankfully, it doesn't come to that and you're able to pick off one of the defenders that was peeking before your team rushes the point. You can't do much in close quarters so you just try to assist with damage from your sidearm where you can.

In the end, the last enemy falls and your team erupts into cheers of victory and the enemy team into disappointed drawl. You decide to join in on the trash talk over voice chat: "The only thing that sucks harder than you is your mom on a Friday night!"

All the players erupt even louder, with some laughing and lamenting at getting beaten by a girl, others asking you for your number or for you to marry them and you even get a few friend requests after the match. Is it really going to be like that just because of your new voice? You're put off enough by the experience that you don't play another match.

You quit out of the game and check the time. It's probably your last chance to grab dinner before it gets to be too late. You debate texting Velvet or Emily to see if they want to eat with you, but in the end, you elect to just grab something to go and eat back in your room.

Now, with a sandwich in hand, you load up whatever show you were working on most previously. You chow down as you watch, and, though you're finished pretty quickly, you don't bother leaving your desk for a while. Eventually, your roommate returns for the night. She mostly leaves you alone, but you kind of expect her to ask you if you activated the belt's tease session. When she doesn't, you decide to bring it up instead. "I hope you don't mind, but I borrowed a few of your toys to help deal with the belt."

"So you did do it then," Emily responds. "As long as you clean them up afterward, what's mine is yours." Since you brought it up, it seems she's no longer hesitant to talk about it. "So, how did it go? Was it too much to handle?"

You think for a moment before you answer her. "It was, I think. I can't really remember most of the hour. It only took maybe a few minutes before everything started to blur together and I could only think about how much I needed to cum." You look down and try not to blush when you realize what you've just told your roommate. "The ball gag helped me keep it quiet though. And having my hands cuffed behind my back... well it didn't hurt I guess." You continue.

"Well, I'm glad you got out of them afterward. Better than me having to walk in on you still struggling to free yourself. Maybe next time if you want I can tie you tighter before starting it and then free you after. It might even make it enjoyable for you. I won't lie, it really seemed like you enjoyed me making you work for that climax a few nights ago." She pauses for a moment. "Sorry, I'm just trying to look on the bright side of things for you."

You nod in appreciation of Emily's concern. Through the rest of the night, you get the chance to talk a bit more about inconsequential things while you each do your own things. You mindlessly browse the net at your own pace, while your roommate seems to be reviewing some class work. You guess being a sophomore has some drawbacks if she's already gotten some work to do from her classes. Eventually, you agree to go lights out until tomorrow, and once you've cleaned up for the night you plop into bed and fall asleep under your blanket.

It doesn't take long for your consciousness to fade after the long and arduous day, and not having any early classes tomorrow helps your relaxation. The last thing on your mind is figuring out when you're going to activate the tease session again tomorrow, or if you're going to start building your chances towards a proper orgasm.