Yes

The thought occurs that you could squeeze your penis to try to stop your orgasm, but Mary would just think that you're trying to jerk off again. It's a no-win scenario, so you decide to just let it happen.

For the second time tonight, your tiny cock shoots a load, but this time not into a warm female body, but into the cold air between your erection and the couch cushions beneath you. God, that was embarrassing. You really aren't a real man, are you?

Mary begins to groan in ecstasy as she humps you to a mind-blowing orgasm, then finally pulls the massive vibrator out of your sensitive hole. She releases the clips on her harness, steps out of the straps and lies down on the couch, thoroughly spent. You climb onto what little room remains on the couch and lie down in front of her.

After a few moments, Mary pulls you to her and you can feel her breasts against your back. This turned out way better than you thought.

"Well, ****, this turned out pretty well." Oh, she's still doing the mistress-**** thing? That's okay, you guess.

"Yes, Mistress," you reply softly.

"Don't think that I didn't notice that you came before I did, by the way." Busted! Shit.

"It's okay. This time." Mary holds you tighter. "I had a great time fucking you. Thank you for suggesting it."

"Thank you, Mistress." This is the happiest you've been in ages.

"If you do anything without my permission again, there will be consequences," she continues. After a few silent minutes, she gathers up her things and gets dressed. You take her home and walk her to her doorstep. She kisses you passionately and then, sadly, steps inside without you.

You wonder what work is going to be like tomorrow.