Thomas remained as still as possible on the bed. He wanted to reach down and stroke his dick with her slick juice already covering it. He knew it would feel great. He tried to peek through the door, straining to hear any sound announcing her return. He heard her voice as she answered the telephone. Too faint to make out the words but knowing she was occupied Thomas reached down and started masturbating.
It felt even better the he imagined. It was wet from her pussy and he teased the head. As he kept playing he lost himself in the moment and, of course, Monica returned.
"Well, well, well", she said. Tom froze. "I guess you stayed on the bed but I told you tonight was about me. Jerking off with me out of the room is NOT WHAT I WANT!"
Tom slowly moved his hand back above his head.
"Good. Now lie still as I take care of this problem."
Shelia picked up the stockings and moved to the right side of the bed. Using the bedpost she looped the hose around twice then tied his wrist with it. He could still move a little but very little. Walking slowly around to the left side of the bed she repeated the process with the other wrist.
"Good, now you can't play with yourself unless I want it. You have to trust me, do what I say and you will have a story to tell all your friends."
Shelia jumped on the bed and grabbed his prick at the base holding it straight up. Her other hands gently caressing it, up and down, tickling the head at the end of each upstroke.
With Tom's hands bound he could only enjoy the teasing. His release building with every movement. He started to move his hips, not thinking, just reacting. "Uh-uh. No moving. I am going to make you cum when I want you to cum. Lie still silly boy."
"I can't. It feels too good. Please, let me cum. I... I..." Tom started.
Shelia had an idea, "You want to cum right now", she purred. "You don't want to wait and keep the pleasure going a little longer?"
"I can't. I have to cum right now."
"Oh, I don't think so."
Again, she got off the bed and left the room. "Wait, wait. Please I will do whatever you say, just let me finish!" Tom called.
"You will do what I say AND you will wait to cum. don't worry, I'll be right back with some help for you."
Thomas, alone, pulled at the hose. How could something that snagged and ripped on everything be so damn unbreakable? He shook the bed trying to release his hands. As his frustration grew his dick shrank.
"See, I told you could wait to cum. Look down, you dick is getting soft. It's so cute."