Now it had been ten months since I had been allowed to cum, and I was incredibly desperate (understandably so). I'd been granted two ruined orgasms, at four months and eight months in, but my chances to cum were increasingly spread out. Now I was back in her office.
"So, before we get to your response, I have to ask: how have you been holding up the past two months?"
"Not well at all! I'm so desperate to cum. The girls have to be really really careful with me. Most of the time they leave me in my cage so there are no 'accidents,' and when they let me out they're extra careful. They have to hook me up to a harness before they can even take the cage off, to make sure that my cock doesn't brush against anything and cause me to cum. Then they have to spray it with desensitizing cream, wait a while, and put a condom on it. Only then they can play with it as usual.
"Sometimes they don't do that, though, they just let it twitch in the open air. Truth be told it feels good just to be able to get completely hard. My skin gets so sensitive being in the tube, completely aside from all the frustration."
Her mouth was open a little as she looked at me slackjawed. I could see she took a little gulp. "Do they do anything when they just let you get hard?
"Yeah. Usually they let it sit in the open for a while, and then they'll start blowing on it or tickling it with a feather. That's usually enough to start me dripping. They can keep that up for a while, sometimes that's all they do. When they're busy they'll sometimes attach a feather to a vibrator and leave me alone for a while. It's so agonizing getting teased when they're not even around."
She gave me an inquisitive look. "How do they get you back in the cage if you're so horny?"
"That's the worst part! After they're done teasing, they just roll my balls in their palm. That's enough to make me want to double over in pain. It hurts so much! I get soft right away and they slip the cage back on."
"Wait, so even after we drained you two months ago your balls are still sore?"
"They're really sore! I can't even walk normally, because my balls rubbing against my legs hurts so bad."
She grinned. "Well, that would explain why you looked like such a moron when you came into my office. Now - let's take a look at your response. 'Why does it give us pleasure to let you spurt?' and you put 'Because you like to see a cock spurting semen.'" She paused.
"Is this a joke? Are you that narcissistic? You think we let you cum because we just want to see a big hard dick shooting loads of spunk? Please. Get real. I'll see you in two months."
Two months was my one-year anniversary without cumming. I really hoped I had the right answer to the question - I seriously doubted I could take much more teasing. Of course, I'd thought that after a few weeks, but this felt different. About a month ago something had clicked and I felt almost claustrophobic, like I *had* to get release, immediately. Two more months? Might as well be another lifetime.
I carefully worked my way into the office, legs spread apart, and gently lowered myself into the seat.
"It's good to see you again, John. I can see you're not feeling well, so let's cut to the chase. Why do enjoy letting you spurt? And you put... 'Because it's another demonstration of the power you hold over me.' That's a good answer! You're a very smart boy. You got it right! That means we'll let you cum! I think you know the drill by now. I'll see you tomorrow in Auditorium 1A, at 3PM tomorrow.
I arrived at the auditorium early and made my way on stage. this auditorium was almost double the size of 1B, where I'd had my last ruined orgasm. It's a good thing I arrived early, because they fastened me standing, spreadeagled, and made sure I was comfortable.
I couldn't believe it, but the entire auditorium filled up. It looked like practically everyone was there. As I looked over the crowd, I could tell it was composed entirely of the girls who had been teasing me for the past 366 days.
Finally she came on stage, with a microphone clipped to her blouse.
"Ladies! You all know John. He reached the final stage of enlightenment yesterday, and today he's here to receive his reward. You all know how this works, but he doesn't. John - can you choose a girl to grant you your reward?"
I looked out over the crowd, but I'd already made up my mind.
"I'd, uh... I'd like Molly to give me my reward," I stuttered.
Molly was the most devious, most attentive, and in many ways the most caring girl who's been teasing me all these months. She was a little blonde waif of a girl with a gorgeous smile I couldn't get out of my head. I saw her stand up in the crowd and practically skip on stage. She danced around me a little and whispered in my ear.
"You're going to be so glad you picked me, John!"
My heart was beating thump thump thump because I didn't know whether she was being honest or teasing me more.
She knelt down in front of me and took her copy of the key, carefully unlocking the cage. It was uselessly straining against its plastic prison, and I was erect before it was fully removed from my cock. She scrutinized it and give a little scratch under the head. Then she gave me two strokes. I was on the edge already! I knew, in my heart - they were going to ruin my orgasm again. She paused to let the crowd start shouting and taunting me.
She started stroking again. One stroke. Two strokes. Three strokes. I was starting to cum.
I tried to close my eyes, to resign my self to my fate. But I couldn't do it. Molly pulled her hand away - and then deep-throated my entire dick. It felt amazing, and as soon as her lips closed around the base I was already cumming.
The force of my orgasm was spectacular. I really don't know how she managed to swallow it all. I felt as though the force of my spurts would have blown her spine clean in two, shooting out the back of her neck. My eyes rolled back in my head, I was in heaven!
It was the longest, and most satisfying orgasm I'd ever had. After nearly a minute of spurting, I sagged in my restraints, in a complete daze.
Molly stood up, licking her lips. She gave me a little wink and a dazzling smile, curtsied, and skipped back to her seat.
Now at was just me and *her* on stage. I'd completely forgot about her, as she walked towards me. She poke into the microphone.
"As you ladies know, we like to reward the smart boys who achieve enlightenment quickly. They receive perpetual rewards. We'll let John cum again after a length of time equal to that it took for him to achieve enlightenment has passed. So - another year!" There was some appreciative applause.
I straightened up, the adrenaline taking me out of my daze right back into the waking world.
"Molly, who you selected, will now be your liaison and will be in charge of your administration. You should really be thankful we're going to let you cum next year. You were one of the quicker subjects. We have one boy... well, poor Peter is still trying to achieve the second stage of enlightenment. And it's been two and a half years for him! We all feel bad about it, but rules are rules and we can't go breaking them willy-nilly.
"So, I suppose that's it. I'll see you next year. Oh, and John - you better hope we decide not to ruin your orgasm."
Enlightenment, III
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Re: Enlightenment, III
Very good series. Thank you!

