Straddle me, he said.

I didn’t speak. I couldn’t. I tend to talk too much and ruin the mood, so I asked him to gag me.

I climbed on top of him, straddling, then began to lower myself onto his erect cock.

No, he said. I’ll guide you when I’m ready.

Then, he leaned forward and suckled my right nipple. Yes, suckled. He sucked hard, like a man who was starving and could only draw sustenance from my breasts.

I began to trembled, eager to come. He squeezed his fingers hard into my ass cheeks. I bit down on the ball in my mouth, desperate to control myself.

He released my nipple with a loud pop, looked up at me, and warned, I will guide you. You will not come until I allow it. Disobey, and I’ll see to it that you don’t come for a week.

I groaned as he latched onto my left nipple. Looking down, my right one was swollen and bright red. It was perfect. I wrapped my hands around his head, threading my fingers through his hair. I tried not to pull his head toward me, but rather massaged his scalp.

He was pleased because he looked up at me and nodded, keeping his lips tight around my aching nipple.

It was his eyes.

I came.

He again released my nipple with a loud popping sound.

“i’m so sorry,” I tried to say, the ball gag muffling my words and a line of saliva dripping downward.

You will be. Corner. Now. Hands on wall, ass out.

Whimpering, I obeyed.

Rather than feeling the sting of his belt, I felt the whisper of leather then the cold of metal. I heard the click of a lock.

Now, kneel in front of me. You can look down. You’ll be wearing that for a week without an orgasm. If you do orgasm, that day doesn’t could. 7 days with no orgasm should teach you a bit more discipline, he said.

I looked up at him and nodded. This wasn’t the first time he’d put me in chastity.

Good. He said, pleased by my response. He removed my gag and said, No suck me off. Just because you’re in chastity doesn’t mean I am.

I opened my mouth and sucked. This may seem one-sided, but I have come just from sucking his cock. Often. To do so without coming demands self control for me. I fought my own mind to focus only on him. This time, I succeeded. He came, spraying ropes of hot cum across my face.

Well done, he praised. Now, let’s get back to where we started. Do I need to gag you?

I shook my head.

He smiled. Good. Come then, I haven’t quite finished with those nipples. In fact, I have a feeling that your poor nips are going to be very tender before the week is out.

“lord, but i hope so!” I thought as I again straddled my man.