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I didn't sleep much. Monday morning rolled around and I went off to work. All day I was so distracted I couldn't concentrate on anything. It was a good thing it was going to be a light week.
When I got home that evening, I had no idea what to expect, but I knew it was going to be hard to deal with. Our evening was fairly normal and I was extremely tired, so we headed to bed rather early. Once we got to the bedroom Lisa wanted to explain the rest of the week to me.
"Peter, here are the rules for the rest of this week. You will stroke your cock exactly as I direct each night. You must follow my directions explicitly, but you must be sure not to cum. You must do whatever it takes to assure you don't cum. If you must choose between stopping or cumming, then stop. But if you do stop before I tell you to, that means one more day before you will get to cum. Understand?"
I had no option but to say yes, which I hesitantly did.
"Be sure you do understand, because if you cum, I will lock you in this chastity tube, and you won't cum for a solid month." She held up a device I'd never seen before. I could generally tell what it was and how it would work. I didn't want to know anymore than looking taught me!
I groaned out loud. It was incomprehensible. However I was sure Lisa would follow through if I allowed myself to cum.
"Okay, get undressed and lay on the bed, then lets try a little test. I want you to start beating off and don't stop until I say, but tell me when your getting close to cumming."
Every minute I was regretting more and more that I'd broken my promise the week before. I could see Lisa was very serious about teaching me a lesson I wouldn't soon forget. I was quite unhappy to be playing with myself in front of her, but clearly had no choice. As horny as I was it didn't take long before I could feel my impending orgasm. I told Lisa I was getting very close.
She was studying me closely. "Keep going" was all she said.
Soon I could barely hold back, "I really need to stop Lisa, PLEASE!" I was begging for her to let me quit. It was exactly the kind of torture Lisa had in mind, the look on her smiling face confirmed. I needed to cum in the worst way, wanted to so badly, but the consequences of doing so were too great to even contemplate. I was a quivering basket case.
"Just a little more" Lisa insisted.
