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She snuggled up next to me, her head on my shoulder, her leg over my thigh and her hand laying on my cock. At first she lightly drummed her fingers on my cock, but soon she had that relaxed non-movement of sleep. Her hand was still resting on my cock. Lisa is normally a very light sleeper, but I assumed she was tired out and would sleep very soundly for at least a while. I waited, making sure she would be deep asleep before I initiated my plan. In my current state, it wouldn't take much stimulation to get me off. I knew that just a few minutes of slowly humping myself against her palm would do it. Knowing how light a sleeper she is, I also knew I'd have to be very careful not to wake her up, no matter how tired she was. I waited what seemed like an eternity, and finally she was breathing very deep and regular. Slowly I started to thrust against her hand. I had to be sure to move as little as possible, but enough to effect my shaft being stroked. It wasn't easy, but it was working. I could feel myself building to an explosive orgasm. It would only take a few more strokes now. I was being very careful not to change my pace for fear (no terror) of waking Lisa. I couldn't have been more than a stroke or two away and she moved ever so slightly. Her hand slid down my shaft (which nearly made me cum all by itself) and her hand closed firmly but gently around my nuts. She squeezed ever so slightly and her head moved so her mouth was right next to my ear. First she licked my ear canal, then she whispered, "If you keep that up you'll never get any sleep"
She moved her head back to my shoulder and laid her hand on my thigh, well clear of my cock and balls. Soon she was sound asleep again. I was insane. After a while her hand was back on my cock. How it got there I don't even know. I tried my futile attempt to hump her hand twice more. With almost exactly the same results. The final attempt ended with Lisa stroking my cock slowly and firmly for about two minutes, one more time bringing me tantalizingly close to my desire. Then she simply stopped and said "If you don't stop that, I'm not going to give you any peace at all. Now take advantage of this rest period and try to sleep!"
I began to think that I'd better do as she said. I obviously was not going to be successful at getting my rocks off, and it began to occur to me that if I pushed too far, I'd end up with even bigger regrets than I already had.
I tried to relax. I slept very fitfully off and on the rest of the night. I had no sense of time and dozed and woke repeatedly. Every now and then Lisa would give my cock a short dose of stimulation, which had the effect of keeping me in an almost constant state of erection and my balls throbbing with a dull ache. When daylight started to show at the windows I felt wasted and exhausted, even though I knew I'd slept some, but clearly not much.
Lisa is usually a late sleeper on weekends and between the combination of several orgasms and staying up late, it was well after 9:00 when she finally stirred. I'd been wide awake for some time. However, given the expectation I held for the day, I was glad to delay its start as long as possible. Finally awake, Lisa went to her dresser and was getting something out of her drawer. I couldn't see what. She held it behind her as she came back to the bed. "I know that ultimately you will learn some self control" she said, "but if I turn you loose now, there is no way you will refrain from jerking off". I insisted that she was wrong, but of course she knew better! Finally she showed me what she had.
At first I didn't know what it was, but then I soon realized it was some kind of a cock-cage. Lisa was taking no chances. She place the cage over my fairly flaccid cock and my scrotum. The straps went around the top of each thigh, there was also a waist strap that went just above my butt. The straps were very snug and Kevlar type material that assured the only way to remove this device was to use the key (oh yes, there was a rather stout padlock holding the whole thing in place). Lisa assured me that the key was somewhere I'd never find it. The device wasn't particularly uncomfortable, in fact it was big enough I could probably get a near full erection before it would get tight, but there was absolutely no way I could get any stimulation to my cock.
"Here is how today is going to go. You are going to be completely naked all day. You are going to wear that cage except when you are restrained, which will be most of the time today. If you don't do exactly what I tell you, you will not be allowed to cum at the end of the day and while I'll have to let you remove this by Monday if you don't behave, you won't be getting any orgasms from me for at least a solid month. "Do you understand?"
"Yes" was my only possible response.
"Go fix us something to eat, you'll need your strength!"
I went straight to the kitchen and fixed us a breakfast of coffee and croissant with fresh fruit. I would have opted for bacon and eggs, but Lisa would much prefer this. It seemed smart to make any points I could. Her constant reference to the possibility of not getting to cum at the end of the day had my attention. I was determined to please her in every way I could so as to avoid that fate.
