She waited, her tongue extended, for what seemed like a long time. He stroked his cock, watching her watch him.

Finally – “Lick,” he said. She began licking the head of his cock, with the flat of her tongue, as if he were her own personal ice cream cone, savoring each taste. Once his cock was glistening with the wet heat from her mouth, so put her lips around him, sucking the head into her mouth.

He let her suck for a minute, let her swirl her tongue around, accepted the loving attention she lavished on his cock. He was on the verge of moaning when she began to slide her mouth farther down.

Quickly, he caught her hair again, right at the back of her neck. ”No,” said. ”Greedy girl. The only thing you had permission to do was lick.”

She pouted, which made him want to laugh. ”I’m sorry, Sir,” she said, ”It’s just hard to resist your delicious cock.”

He did laugh then. ”I’m sure it is, girl. I’ll make a note of it for you in your journal though. It’s time for bed now.”

She knew that meant she was supposed to get up and drink some water, go to the bathroom, and come back to get tucked in. But she really wanted to make him cum. And she knew that he wanted that too, even if he was being firm with her. So she pushed. Batted her eyelashes at him, licked her lips. ”But, Sir, please, just a little bit more…”

He laughed again. ”It’s Tuesday night, not Wednesday. Not Sunday. How about after you get in bed, I’ll edge you a couple of times before I put the chastity belt on you.”

Her eyes got big. He had not used the chastity belt for a long time, she had almost forgotten that it was an option. Quickly, she dropped her eyes, ”I’m sorry, Sir,” she said, sincerely this time. She was never allowed to touch herself without permission, but being edged and then putting on the chastity belt would keep her awake with arousal.

He shook his head. ”It’s ok. I don’t want to fool with the chastity belt tonight anyhow. Your choice – chastity belt tonight or delayed orgasm tomorrow.”

Sir!” This was a terrible choice. She didn’t want either one! And she knew he was enjoying her dismay.

“Pick one,” he said. ”You’ve got one minute. If you don’t pick, we’ll do both. Chastity belt tonight AND delayed orgasm tomorrow.”

She felt her brain freeze, what would she pick, she didn’t want either, but she definitely didn’t want both. He was looking at his watch, time was passing, she had no idea how much, so quickly, she cried out, “Chastity belt tonight, please, Sir.”

”Fine,” he said. “Go pee.”

Obedient now, she headed for the bathroom.

When she returned, she saw that he was holding the simple chastity belt and a small vibrator that he used on her clit. He gave her a drink of water, then had her lie on her back, knees widespread. ”Touch your nipples,” he said.

Obediently, she began to stroke them as he laid the vibrator against her clit. In a few moments she was lifting her hips, trying to rub herself a bit more strongly against it. And he removed it, jsut as she knew he would.

”Keep playing with those nipples,” he said, waiting another minute before he started the vibrator, held it in place again. She was already so turned on it didn’t take long for her to come close to the brink. She was tempted for a moment to conme, but quickly abandoned that idea. ”Sir,” she siad, ”I’m close.”

“Here baby,” he said, sliding the chastity belt on, locking it in place. It was always a bit tight, sliding snugly between her butt checks. She was grateful that he had not chosen one with a butt plug. The little cage in the front was carefully designed to keep her from rubbing against anything or penetrating herself.