Time to sleep.

Eric woke in complete darkness. When he tried to move he only swung slightly back and forth. He was tied into some sort of harness and couldn't move his arms.

"Hello there, sleepyhead," he heard. It was Remi's voice. He was dreaming.

He tried to reply, but only a muffled groan came out. There was a gag in his mouth.

"Aww, are you trying to talk? I'm going to keep you quiet this time."

Only when her hand closed around his dangling cock did Eric realize he was naked.

"Did you know you've failed to follow my instructions twice in a row? The second time in a custom video, no less. I made that special for you, Eric."

Very slowly, she began to stroke up and down along his shaft.

"I told you to ruin your orgasm, and you finished how you wanted instead. I told you to lick up your cum, and you washed it off in the shower. Even when I simply asked you to deny yourself, you just had to finish. Don't you want to be a good little toy?"

Eric grunted, his reply stifled by the gag.

"You seemed excited to submit to me. Do you need a little extra help?"

He let out another muffled moan.

"I thought so. You just need to be trained. Do you know what this is?" she asked, and Eric spasmed against his restraints as a surprising jolt struck the back of his leg. "That's a shock wand. It should help you learn to follow directions." Eric winced in anticipation, but no second shock came. He hung helplessly as she continued milking his cock in silence. Soon, she was moving faster, gripping slightly tighter. Gradually, he relaxed into the sensation as the pleasure built. Now that the surprise had worn off, Eric was thrilled about his sex dream. He'd imagined Remi jerking him off countless times, but this felt almost real.

"Obviously you don't deserve a real orgasm tonight," Remi said, "but would you like a ruined one?"

"Mmmhmm," he managed, and then twitched in shock as a painful zap connected with his ballsack. She let go of his penis.

"Too bad. You don't deserve that either. But maybe tonight will help you appreciate it more when you finally earn one."

Three more zaps hit his balls in quick succession, and he screamed helplessly into the gag.

"I'll give you a moment to cool off," Remi said. Eric hung in dread, waiting for the wand to strike again, but after a few minutes' wait, what he felt was her soft hand wrapping back around his penis.

"Mmm... does that feel good?" she asked, resuming her handjob. "And do you know what happens now? We're going for another round. When you're close again, you get another shock." Eric tensed in panic and writhed against his restraints, which only made Remi laugh. He tried to resist orgasm, to think of something else, to stop enjoying it. But even though the shock itself was painful, the threat of it only turned him on. As Remi's pace increased, he couldn't hold himself back. He was getting close. He flinched.

"Aww, I'm just kidding," said Remi, abruptly letting go. "But there are going to be some new rules for you. Those instructions you ignored are going to be mandatory. From now on, any time you cum, you're going to ruin it and lick it up. And if you do have a full orgasm, or fail to eat your cum, we'll have another little play session. Something worse than this."

After this, Remi seemed to be gone. Eric hung in the darkness, scared, horny, and frustrated, until he finally woke up.