Once a Week
Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 11:03 pm
I had intended this story to be a little different then it turned out, but figured I'd share it. Based on a daydream I had about an ex girlfriend and what would have happened if she had found the porn on my computer. It's not much sex, but rather just story telling, but I hope you enjoy it. I may do a follow up to it at some point after I finish some other stories and sequels I'm working on.
Once a Week
It had been a long time since he had done this. His girlfriend was gone out of town visiting her sister. She was to be gone for six days and he was left alone. Before he met her, before they started dating, he used to spend countless hours a week surfing the internet for porn. Full picture sets, videos, and everything that he could get his hands on. He had learned about a few things that were a bit on the kinky side. He saw many things that even though he wanted to he had never brought up or talked to her about, because he wasn’t sure how she would react. He was worried that she would think he was strange or weird and he didn’t want to risk loosing her over things that he had only fantasized about.
But now that she was out of town he found himself thinking about all these things again. The first night that he was alone without her he found himself returning to those websites. Before her he had compiled a long list of websites were he could download pictures and videos and had download a large collection of porn. Some of it he often returned to look at, but others he viewed only once or twice and then forgotten about. After they had been dating for quite sometime and it became apparent to him that he would no longer need to masturbate with her in his life he deleted all of it. He had, however, saved the addresses of his favorite websites and being alone for the first night in a long time he found himself visiting them again.
One of the things he had learned about long ago was something called tease and denial. In a relationship it involved the woman denying the male an orgasm, until he had either earned the privilege to cum, or she desired to see it. Being alone he periodically practiced denying himself an orgasm. The longest he had even gone was about a week and seeing that he had no one to actually tell him no, he believed he wouldn’t be able to go any longer then that. As he opened up the first website he thought that it might be fun to experiment with that again while she was gone. He stayed up late that first night masturbating to pictures and videos of various themes. The pictures were mostly of women that started out in some sexy lingerie and by the end of the picture set she had completely taken them off and used her fingers or a dildo to masturbate with. The videos were mostly were mostly of women dominating men, or of a single woman talking into the camera directing the viewer how to jerk off.
He chose one of the websites first and as it had been months since he had last logged in the amount of new content overwhelmed him. He wasn’t even sure if he would be able to get through all the new posts that appealed to him in one night, but he took his time. He hadn’t planned on downloading much, just the stuff that truly appealed to him, but as time went on and the more he stroked and got aroused the more he found himself downloading. He made sure to hide the folder where he downloaded the pictures and videos to fairly well on his computer. Even though he had deleted his porn collection after being with her, he intended on sorting through it all before her return and keeping a small collection for the next time she left town.
Part of him felt bad for doing this. He felt that in a way looking at porn and masturbating to it was cheating on her. He tried to convince himself that by denying himself an orgasm until a couple days before her return would somehow make it up for it.
The days passed by fairly fast for him. He teased himself for four days before finally letting himself have an orgasm two days before her return. The day after his orgasm he then sorted through the folder and kept only what he considered the best of his new collection. It wasn’t a large amount, but it was the stuff that he enjoyed the most. It was hidden well on his computer and he believed there was no way she would ever find it. He made one fatal mistake however. He forgot to delete his web browser history.
The night she returned was incredible. Both of them were so happy to see each other after even such a short time apart and they spent the evening making love. He enjoyed every second with her and all the porn he had downloaded, all the women he had masturbated to were a forgotten memory. He thought only of her. He only focused all his attention on her. The two of them had never enjoyed each others company like this before and when they were finished both of them lay in each others arms and felt so relaxed and refreshed that it didn’t take either of them long to fall asleep.
The next day was a Friday and he had to work, but she still had one day of her vacation left. He rose from bed in the morning and tried his best not to wake her. She looked completely relaxed and peaceful as she slept that he wanted her to sleep for as long as she could. When she woke he was gone and she slowly made her way out of bed. She had used his computer before and turned it on to check her e-mails and a few other sites she normally checked.
She wasn’t sure why, but after a short time she found herself curious about what he had been doing while she was gone. As she opened up the folder of his web browsing history she found things she was a little shocked to see.
All of it was there, and it was a little overwhelming to her. She could see the names of each site he had gone to and every page he had visited. Every picture he had looked at. Most of the sites she looked at were forums where people could post videos and picture sets and as she skimmed through them it soon became apparent to her, that most of the sites were places where he was able to not just look at a handful of pictures, or see screenshots of videos, but that he was able to download entire picture sets and the videos directly to his computer. His browser was set up so that when he clicked on a link the link changed color. This enabled her to see just which links he had chosen to click on. Which picture sets and videos he just might have downloaded. Most of the pages she looked at were collections of picture sets of women in lingerie or videos of women masturbating.
She searched through a couple folders, places where he might have been likely to download the files to, but they were all empty. She wasn’t about to give up though and after finding the file names of a few of the videos she thought he might have downloaded she was able to do a search on his hard drive which pointed her to the folder she had been looking for. She was a bit surprised to see the folder didn’t contain as much as she thought it would. There were six folders, each labeled with what she believed was the name of a woman, and about a dozen videos.
She opened the first folder and saw that within it were a number of other folders. After opening a couple of them she realized that they were picture sets of the same woman, just in different lingerie and a different setting. She opened each sub folder one at a time and viewed a few of the pictures in them at random. They all started out with the woman either fully dressed, or just wearing lingerie and then slowly removing her cloths and then masturbating either with her fingers or a dildo.
At first she was a little upset. She knew that he no doubt masturbated before they met and wouldn’t have been surprised to know that he still masturbating even after they started dating, but to see how many pages he had visited while she was gone surprised her a bit. Her anger soon disappeared though. She noticed that the first woman she was looking at was similar in appearance to her. She had the same hair color, her breasts were a similar size and even her body type was close to hers. She normally wasn’t aroused by looking at pictures of women, but the thought of him sitting at his computer while she wasn’t there and looking at pictures of a woman who looked similar to her did something to her. She felt herself growing slightly aroused and then went back to the main folder and moved onto the second folder. This woman also resembled her slightly. Her arousal continued to grow and she decided that if he was allowed to play with himself while she was gone, then she was allowed to do the same. She rose from her chair and pulled her shirt off. She hadn’t put a bra on when she woke up and she ran her hands over her breasts before undoing her pants and pushing them off. She was only in her panties now and she left them on as she sat back down in the chair and resumed looking at the pictures.
She still didn’t look at every picture in each set, but this time she viewed more then just a hand full before moving on to the next. She began rubbing herself through her panties as she opened the folder of the third woman. Perhaps it was the thought of him stroking and maybe even cumming to the same pictures she was looking at that made her grow more and more aroused with each photo she viewed. She had never masturbated looking at porn of just women, but she couldn’t help herself.
As she opened the fourth folder she couldn’t resist slipping her hand inside her panties and began playing with her wet pussy. Her own touch was bringing her closer and closer to an orgasm, but she wanted to see all the women he had downloaded before moving onto the videos. She slowed her pace and kept herself near the edge of orgasm. As she finished viewing the picture sets of the last woman she wanted to cum as badly as she ever had before.
She returned back to the main folder and looked at the videos. She scanned the names of each one, curious about what type of content they held. A couple of them had the same name as some of the women’s names in the folders and she assumed they were videos of the same women. There was one however that caught her attention. It was labeled ‘Countdown to Cum.” She opened it and then made it full screen. As it began playing she saw a woman sitting in a chair looking directly at the camera. As she watched the woman began speaking into the camera as if she were talking directly to the viewer. The woman in the video was verbally teasing the viewer about how hard and horny he must be, and then instructing him how to stroke his cock. She pictured him sitting there stroking his cock to her instructions and even though she felt like she should be angry that was taking instructions like that from someone other then her, she felt even more aroused. She slipped her hand out of her panties long enough to pull them off, and then went back to playing with her pussy. She again pictured him masturbating to this video and she decided that she was going to cum when the woman in the video instructed it.
The video was about ten minutes long and she played with herself trying her best to keep herself as close to the edge as she could, but without cumming. She had closed her eyes now and was no longer looking at the woman in the video, but rather picturing him sitting in the same chair she was jerking off. The woman in the video told the viewer that she was going to count down from five and that he was only allowed to cum when she spoke the number zero. The woman then began to countdown and she played with her pussy faster and harder. Between each number she paused to tell the viewer to stroke harder and faster or to tease him about how badly he wanted to cum. She continued counting down slow and teasingly until she reached the number one. She was moaning and breathing heavily as she played with her pussy as fast as she could now waiting for the instruction to cum. Then something happened that surprised her. The woman in the video instructed the viewer to let go of his cock and then let out a sexy, teasing laugh.
“I’m sorry stroker.” She said. “But you do not have my permission to cum.” She was still close to an orgasm, but she had stopped playing with herself. She still wanted to cum incredibly bad, but the surprise of the video had made her stop. She had her eyes opened now and watched the remainder of the video. The woman in the video continued to tease the viewer about how badly he wanted to cum, but enforced the idea that not only would he be able to cum for her, but that he wasn’t allowed to cum at all that day. That he had to wait until the next day for his release and to enjoy the ‘blue balls’ she had just given him.
She rubbed her pussy gently, teasing herself as she took in what she had just seen. The idea of him sitting there stroking his cock, and then being told he wasn’t allowed to cum turned her on more then she could believe. There were only a handful of videos in the folder and she thought about what it meant that he had saved this one. She began to wonder if, not only had he done as the video instructed, but how many times he had watched it.
She closed the video now and scanned the names of some of the other videos wondering it there were any more like it. She spotted another one called ‘How is This Orgasm?’ and opened it. It was similar to the last one, with a single woman staring at the camera, only it was a different woman. Again, like the last one, she instructed the viewer how to stroke his cock. She played with her pussy a bit, but instead of watching the entire video she moved it near the end. Just like the last one the woman told the viewer that she was going to countdown, from ten this time, and that he could only cum when she told him too. She was still very turned on and wanted to cum, but before she did she wanted to look at the other videos so she lightly played with her pussy keeping herself nice and aroused as she watched the countdown. When the woman got to the number one she then told the viewer to cum, and then to take his hands off his cock. Like the woman in the last video she let out a small teasing laugh and then asked the viewer how he liked his ‘ruined orgasm’.
“Ruined orgasm?” She spoke out loud. She closed the video and opened up the internet browser and then typed ruined orgasm into the search engine. She had never heard that term before and she wanted to know what it meant. A large number of results showed up in her search and she took the time to look at a few of them. The first one she looked at gave just a text based description of a ruined orgasm and what it felt like to the male having it either done to him, or done to himself. It explained that there was a release of cum, but that the male felt no, or little, pleasure from it. She also found a website that had a video of a woman giving a man a handjob that ended with her ruining his orgasm. She had stopped playing with herself, but when the woman in the video stopped stroking the males cock and as she saw how all the cum just dribbled out instead of shooting she found her hand make it’s way back between her legs.
She spent the next hour going from page to page doing research. One of the pages that talked about ruined orgasms, also talked about tease and denial. She figured that was what the first video she watched was about and looked at a few other pages about that as well until she stumbled upon a page about chastity. The more she read about the world of female domination the more she grew aroused and the more she continued playing with herself. She couldn’t believe about all the things she read. Orgasm denial, ruined orgasms, chastity, strap-on use, even cum eating
She tried to imagine just what fantasies he had. How he had enjoyed watching these videos enough to save them to his computer. She looked at the clock and saw that she only had a couple hours before he got home from work and she wanted to have a few surprises waiting for him. There was a sex shop about a twenty minute drive away and she planned on going there for a few items. She wanted to cum pretty badly, even more since reading about all these new things, but she decided to wait until he got home. She shut his computer down and then got dressed before heading out the door. She had a few things to pick up and one hell of a performance to put on when he got home from work.
When he got home from work he expected to see her on the couch or at the computer, but she was no where to be seen. He took his coat off and put it in the closet. The living room and kitchen of their apartment was one long room. On the opposite wall that the front door was on had an opening that led to a hallway that went to both the left and the right. At either end of that hallway was a room and in the middle another door that lead to the bathroom. He figured she was either laying down in the bed room, in the bathroom, or that she had gone out. He moved to the kitchen area and opened the fridge to pour himself a drink. He heard movement behind him and when he turned she was standing at the hallway staring at him. He almost dropped the container of juice in his hands when he saw her. She was wearing the sexiest lingerie he had ever seen.
She was dressed almost all in a light purple which consisted of a bra, a pair of panties and a garter belt. She also had on a pair of light black stockings. He wasn’t sure what to say and just stood there smiling at her before she moved closer to him. When she reached him she put her arms over his shoulder and kissed him deeply. He ran his hands up the flat of her back and returned the kiss.
When she pulled away from him he smiled at her and then looked down at her body.
“So, what’s the special occasion?” He asked her. She smiled at him.
“Do you like it?” She asked him as she looked down herself at what she was wearing.
“I do.” He told her. “But like I asked, what’s the occasion? Did I do something right?” She smiled at him again before answering.
“You might saw that.” She told him before kissing him again. She held the kiss for a long time and he began to run his hands over her body. He let his hands feel the soft material of her bra and ran his fingers over her cleavage. As he slid his hand down her stomach towards her panties she pulled away from the kiss and stopped him.
“All in time.” She told him. “First there’s something we need to talk about.” She took his hand and led him to the computer. It was turned on and she directed him to sit down in the chair. There was a small box sitting in front of it and he tried to reach for it, but again she stopped him and just smiled at him. The chair was made of a wood and had a rather large frame. She took a seat on one of the arms so that her legs were folded beside him. She took his hand and moved it towards the mouse.
“I want you to show me what you were doing while I was gone.” She spoke the words in a somewhat demanding voice, but with a hint of teasing in it as well. He blushed a little knowing full well what he had looked at and what he did while she was gone.
“What do you mean?” He asked trying not to sound guilty. She smiled at him again and put her arm around his shoulders.
“Oh I think you know exactly what I mean.” She told him. He turned and looked at her now and could see in her eyes that she knew. He thought he had hidden everything so well, but he couldn’t figure out how she could have found out what he had done.
“That’s right.” She told him. “I know all about it. I haven’t had a chance to look at everything, but I’ve seen some rather interesting things.” He hadn’t noticed it until now, but as she took hold of the mouse and he spotted a shortcut that had been created on the desktop. It was a shortcut to the folder where he had saved all his new porn. She opened one of the folders of pictures and then one of the sub folders and opened the first picture. She turned and looked at him as the picture appeared on the screen.
“I’m flattered that she looks similar to me.” She told him. “And I do like what she’s wearing.” She moved to the next picture and then the next. She went through about twenty pictures before stopping on one that of the woman with her hand down the front of her panties.
“That’s what I was doing as I looked at these pictures.” She told him. He turned and looked at her again.
“Don’t take that the wrong way.” She now told him. “I might have gotten a little turned on, but I’m still upset that you were jerking off to pictures of other women.” He blushed again and was clearly embarrassed. He started to say that he was sorry, but she cut him off.
“Oh I know you’re sorry.” She told him. “But that doesn’t change the fact that you were looking at other women. Did you jerk off to this picture?” She asked him as she pointed back at the computer screen. He looked at the picture and had to confess that he did. He nodded his head and smiled at her, but she shook her head at him. She closed the picture and then went to the folder of another woman and opened one of the pictures.
“Does she turn you on?” She asked him. He sat there not sure what to do, how to answer.
“Does she?” She asked again in a more demanding voice. He nodded his head again and blushed once more. She ran her hand over his cheek now as he stared at the image on the screen.
“More then me?” She asked him, now in a playful, yet hurt voice. He looked at her, realizing how hurt she might just be because of this.
“What? No! Of course not.” He told her. He was staring at her now and begun to truly feel bad for looking at these pictures while she was gone. He shouldn’t have looked at them, and even if he had, he shouldn’t have kept them. He turned his attention to her now and wanted to try and convince her he was telling the truth.
“I know you weren’t gone that long, and I shouldn’t have, but I…” He wasn’t sure exactly what to say. How he could make her feel better.
“Is that why you wore this?” He asked now. “To make yourself look more attractive to me? I appreciate it and like it, but you didn’t need to. I love you and love the way you look. No one turns me on more then you.” He raised his hand to her cheek now and she turned away from him. She was clearly hurt.
He tried to comfort her, tried to make her feel better, but no matter what he said or did he could tell that she was upset about him downloading porn. He spent the next few minutes talking to her, trying to relieve her.
“It did hurt me.” She told him. “To see all this porn. All these women. To know that you spent night after night jerking off to imagines of someone other then me. Like you said I wasn’t gone for that long of a time…” He sat in his chair uncertain of what to do. He had been so aroused when he saw her in the lingerie, but now all it did was remind him of what he had done.
“But…” She added. “I might be willing to forgive this.” He felt his heart skip and a wave of relief wash over him. “It will require you to do something for me. Something that… well…” She trailed off.
“Anything.” He told her. “You have no idea how sorry I am. I’ll do anything to be forgiven. Anything to make you feel better.” She turned and gave him a small smile.
“Really?” She asked. He nodded his head and waited for her to speak. She reached for the mouse again and navigated back to the main folder. He was only half paying attention as she clicked on one of the videos. He was still staring at her, but he soon realized what video it was and turned to look at the screen. It was the first video she had watched and the one that ended with the viewer being denied. Before he could turn back to look at her she reached for the box that was on the desk in front of them. She opened it and he knew right away what was inside it. It was a chastity belt. He turned now to look at her. She picked the box up and held it between them. She stared down at it and then back up at him.
“I really was hurt that you were looking at and jerking off to other women. This will make sure that it never happens again. And seeing as how you not only watched this video, but saved it to your hard drive then lets just say that quite a few of our nights will end the way it does.” She was no longer smiling, but had a very serious look on her face. He stared at her not sure what to say.
“I…” He started to speak, but she raised her hand and put her index finger on his lips.
“You already agreed to this.” She told him. “You did say you’d do anything to make me feel better and this is what it will take.” She looked back down at the chastity belt and then picked it up out of the box.
“I… I’ll wear that if it’ll make you feel better, but do you really need to… to… to do to me what happens in this video?” She held onto the chastity belt and then put the box back on the desk in front of them. She moved in closer to him and whispered in his ear.
“Well, it’s not just that you were jerking off to other women, but it’s also the fact that you had an orgasm looking at another woman. That hurts me most of all. I think you should be punished for that. And I think that a fitting punishment should be to give me control of your orgasms. To make sure that you only cum for me and when I say you can.” She pulled her head away from his and looked him right in the eyes.
“Besides… Like I said you already agreed to do anything. You’re not taking that back are you?” He stared at her eyes for a few seconds and then spoke.
“Please?” He asked her. “Don’t do…” Before he could finish a look of deep hurt came over her face, then she rose from her chair and moved away from him to the kitchen table. She sat down at the table and he quickly rose from his chair and moved after her. He stood behind her and put her hand on her shoulder.
“I…” He didn’t know what to say. Well he did, but he was hesitant to say it.
“I’ll do it.” He told her. She turned in her chair and looked at him. He could tell that she was still upset, but that what he had just said made her feel better.
“You will?” She asked him. He nodded his head at her and she rose to her feet.
“I am truly sorry.” He told her. “And I did say that I’d do anything to make it up to you.”
She moved closer to him and gave him a deep French kiss that she held for quite sometime. He returned the kiss, but there were a million thoughts circling in his head about what he had just agreed to.
When she pulled away from the kiss he looked her right in the eyes.
“So… I hate to ask, but just how often do you intend on letting me cum?” She looked at him and smiled at him.
“I think a fitting punishment for cumming while looking at other women will be to only let you cum once a week. At least for now.” A look of shock came over his face. He let out a small sigh and then nodded his head. He had agreed to anything and what he did was wrong. He hoped that after a time she’d let him come more often, but for now it seemed like he didn’t have any other choice.
“Now why don’t we go into the bedroom?” She asked him. “You wouldn’t believe how worked up I got looking at all those pictures and videos you saved, and I haven’t cum yet. I think it’s only fitting that you be the one to make me cum. Just as you’ll be doing everyday.” She smiled at him once more and then took his hand and led him into the bedroom.
Once a Week
It had been a long time since he had done this. His girlfriend was gone out of town visiting her sister. She was to be gone for six days and he was left alone. Before he met her, before they started dating, he used to spend countless hours a week surfing the internet for porn. Full picture sets, videos, and everything that he could get his hands on. He had learned about a few things that were a bit on the kinky side. He saw many things that even though he wanted to he had never brought up or talked to her about, because he wasn’t sure how she would react. He was worried that she would think he was strange or weird and he didn’t want to risk loosing her over things that he had only fantasized about.
But now that she was out of town he found himself thinking about all these things again. The first night that he was alone without her he found himself returning to those websites. Before her he had compiled a long list of websites were he could download pictures and videos and had download a large collection of porn. Some of it he often returned to look at, but others he viewed only once or twice and then forgotten about. After they had been dating for quite sometime and it became apparent to him that he would no longer need to masturbate with her in his life he deleted all of it. He had, however, saved the addresses of his favorite websites and being alone for the first night in a long time he found himself visiting them again.
One of the things he had learned about long ago was something called tease and denial. In a relationship it involved the woman denying the male an orgasm, until he had either earned the privilege to cum, or she desired to see it. Being alone he periodically practiced denying himself an orgasm. The longest he had even gone was about a week and seeing that he had no one to actually tell him no, he believed he wouldn’t be able to go any longer then that. As he opened up the first website he thought that it might be fun to experiment with that again while she was gone. He stayed up late that first night masturbating to pictures and videos of various themes. The pictures were mostly of women that started out in some sexy lingerie and by the end of the picture set she had completely taken them off and used her fingers or a dildo to masturbate with. The videos were mostly were mostly of women dominating men, or of a single woman talking into the camera directing the viewer how to jerk off.
He chose one of the websites first and as it had been months since he had last logged in the amount of new content overwhelmed him. He wasn’t even sure if he would be able to get through all the new posts that appealed to him in one night, but he took his time. He hadn’t planned on downloading much, just the stuff that truly appealed to him, but as time went on and the more he stroked and got aroused the more he found himself downloading. He made sure to hide the folder where he downloaded the pictures and videos to fairly well on his computer. Even though he had deleted his porn collection after being with her, he intended on sorting through it all before her return and keeping a small collection for the next time she left town.
Part of him felt bad for doing this. He felt that in a way looking at porn and masturbating to it was cheating on her. He tried to convince himself that by denying himself an orgasm until a couple days before her return would somehow make it up for it.
The days passed by fairly fast for him. He teased himself for four days before finally letting himself have an orgasm two days before her return. The day after his orgasm he then sorted through the folder and kept only what he considered the best of his new collection. It wasn’t a large amount, but it was the stuff that he enjoyed the most. It was hidden well on his computer and he believed there was no way she would ever find it. He made one fatal mistake however. He forgot to delete his web browser history.
The night she returned was incredible. Both of them were so happy to see each other after even such a short time apart and they spent the evening making love. He enjoyed every second with her and all the porn he had downloaded, all the women he had masturbated to were a forgotten memory. He thought only of her. He only focused all his attention on her. The two of them had never enjoyed each others company like this before and when they were finished both of them lay in each others arms and felt so relaxed and refreshed that it didn’t take either of them long to fall asleep.
The next day was a Friday and he had to work, but she still had one day of her vacation left. He rose from bed in the morning and tried his best not to wake her. She looked completely relaxed and peaceful as she slept that he wanted her to sleep for as long as she could. When she woke he was gone and she slowly made her way out of bed. She had used his computer before and turned it on to check her e-mails and a few other sites she normally checked.
She wasn’t sure why, but after a short time she found herself curious about what he had been doing while she was gone. As she opened up the folder of his web browsing history she found things she was a little shocked to see.
All of it was there, and it was a little overwhelming to her. She could see the names of each site he had gone to and every page he had visited. Every picture he had looked at. Most of the sites she looked at were forums where people could post videos and picture sets and as she skimmed through them it soon became apparent to her, that most of the sites were places where he was able to not just look at a handful of pictures, or see screenshots of videos, but that he was able to download entire picture sets and the videos directly to his computer. His browser was set up so that when he clicked on a link the link changed color. This enabled her to see just which links he had chosen to click on. Which picture sets and videos he just might have downloaded. Most of the pages she looked at were collections of picture sets of women in lingerie or videos of women masturbating.
She searched through a couple folders, places where he might have been likely to download the files to, but they were all empty. She wasn’t about to give up though and after finding the file names of a few of the videos she thought he might have downloaded she was able to do a search on his hard drive which pointed her to the folder she had been looking for. She was a bit surprised to see the folder didn’t contain as much as she thought it would. There were six folders, each labeled with what she believed was the name of a woman, and about a dozen videos.
She opened the first folder and saw that within it were a number of other folders. After opening a couple of them she realized that they were picture sets of the same woman, just in different lingerie and a different setting. She opened each sub folder one at a time and viewed a few of the pictures in them at random. They all started out with the woman either fully dressed, or just wearing lingerie and then slowly removing her cloths and then masturbating either with her fingers or a dildo.
At first she was a little upset. She knew that he no doubt masturbated before they met and wouldn’t have been surprised to know that he still masturbating even after they started dating, but to see how many pages he had visited while she was gone surprised her a bit. Her anger soon disappeared though. She noticed that the first woman she was looking at was similar in appearance to her. She had the same hair color, her breasts were a similar size and even her body type was close to hers. She normally wasn’t aroused by looking at pictures of women, but the thought of him sitting at his computer while she wasn’t there and looking at pictures of a woman who looked similar to her did something to her. She felt herself growing slightly aroused and then went back to the main folder and moved onto the second folder. This woman also resembled her slightly. Her arousal continued to grow and she decided that if he was allowed to play with himself while she was gone, then she was allowed to do the same. She rose from her chair and pulled her shirt off. She hadn’t put a bra on when she woke up and she ran her hands over her breasts before undoing her pants and pushing them off. She was only in her panties now and she left them on as she sat back down in the chair and resumed looking at the pictures.
She still didn’t look at every picture in each set, but this time she viewed more then just a hand full before moving on to the next. She began rubbing herself through her panties as she opened the folder of the third woman. Perhaps it was the thought of him stroking and maybe even cumming to the same pictures she was looking at that made her grow more and more aroused with each photo she viewed. She had never masturbated looking at porn of just women, but she couldn’t help herself.
As she opened the fourth folder she couldn’t resist slipping her hand inside her panties and began playing with her wet pussy. Her own touch was bringing her closer and closer to an orgasm, but she wanted to see all the women he had downloaded before moving onto the videos. She slowed her pace and kept herself near the edge of orgasm. As she finished viewing the picture sets of the last woman she wanted to cum as badly as she ever had before.
She returned back to the main folder and looked at the videos. She scanned the names of each one, curious about what type of content they held. A couple of them had the same name as some of the women’s names in the folders and she assumed they were videos of the same women. There was one however that caught her attention. It was labeled ‘Countdown to Cum.” She opened it and then made it full screen. As it began playing she saw a woman sitting in a chair looking directly at the camera. As she watched the woman began speaking into the camera as if she were talking directly to the viewer. The woman in the video was verbally teasing the viewer about how hard and horny he must be, and then instructing him how to stroke his cock. She pictured him sitting there stroking his cock to her instructions and even though she felt like she should be angry that was taking instructions like that from someone other then her, she felt even more aroused. She slipped her hand out of her panties long enough to pull them off, and then went back to playing with her pussy. She again pictured him masturbating to this video and she decided that she was going to cum when the woman in the video instructed it.
The video was about ten minutes long and she played with herself trying her best to keep herself as close to the edge as she could, but without cumming. She had closed her eyes now and was no longer looking at the woman in the video, but rather picturing him sitting in the same chair she was jerking off. The woman in the video told the viewer that she was going to count down from five and that he was only allowed to cum when she spoke the number zero. The woman then began to countdown and she played with her pussy faster and harder. Between each number she paused to tell the viewer to stroke harder and faster or to tease him about how badly he wanted to cum. She continued counting down slow and teasingly until she reached the number one. She was moaning and breathing heavily as she played with her pussy as fast as she could now waiting for the instruction to cum. Then something happened that surprised her. The woman in the video instructed the viewer to let go of his cock and then let out a sexy, teasing laugh.
“I’m sorry stroker.” She said. “But you do not have my permission to cum.” She was still close to an orgasm, but she had stopped playing with herself. She still wanted to cum incredibly bad, but the surprise of the video had made her stop. She had her eyes opened now and watched the remainder of the video. The woman in the video continued to tease the viewer about how badly he wanted to cum, but enforced the idea that not only would he be able to cum for her, but that he wasn’t allowed to cum at all that day. That he had to wait until the next day for his release and to enjoy the ‘blue balls’ she had just given him.
She rubbed her pussy gently, teasing herself as she took in what she had just seen. The idea of him sitting there stroking his cock, and then being told he wasn’t allowed to cum turned her on more then she could believe. There were only a handful of videos in the folder and she thought about what it meant that he had saved this one. She began to wonder if, not only had he done as the video instructed, but how many times he had watched it.
She closed the video now and scanned the names of some of the other videos wondering it there were any more like it. She spotted another one called ‘How is This Orgasm?’ and opened it. It was similar to the last one, with a single woman staring at the camera, only it was a different woman. Again, like the last one, she instructed the viewer how to stroke his cock. She played with her pussy a bit, but instead of watching the entire video she moved it near the end. Just like the last one the woman told the viewer that she was going to countdown, from ten this time, and that he could only cum when she told him too. She was still very turned on and wanted to cum, but before she did she wanted to look at the other videos so she lightly played with her pussy keeping herself nice and aroused as she watched the countdown. When the woman got to the number one she then told the viewer to cum, and then to take his hands off his cock. Like the woman in the last video she let out a small teasing laugh and then asked the viewer how he liked his ‘ruined orgasm’.
“Ruined orgasm?” She spoke out loud. She closed the video and opened up the internet browser and then typed ruined orgasm into the search engine. She had never heard that term before and she wanted to know what it meant. A large number of results showed up in her search and she took the time to look at a few of them. The first one she looked at gave just a text based description of a ruined orgasm and what it felt like to the male having it either done to him, or done to himself. It explained that there was a release of cum, but that the male felt no, or little, pleasure from it. She also found a website that had a video of a woman giving a man a handjob that ended with her ruining his orgasm. She had stopped playing with herself, but when the woman in the video stopped stroking the males cock and as she saw how all the cum just dribbled out instead of shooting she found her hand make it’s way back between her legs.
She spent the next hour going from page to page doing research. One of the pages that talked about ruined orgasms, also talked about tease and denial. She figured that was what the first video she watched was about and looked at a few other pages about that as well until she stumbled upon a page about chastity. The more she read about the world of female domination the more she grew aroused and the more she continued playing with herself. She couldn’t believe about all the things she read. Orgasm denial, ruined orgasms, chastity, strap-on use, even cum eating
She tried to imagine just what fantasies he had. How he had enjoyed watching these videos enough to save them to his computer. She looked at the clock and saw that she only had a couple hours before he got home from work and she wanted to have a few surprises waiting for him. There was a sex shop about a twenty minute drive away and she planned on going there for a few items. She wanted to cum pretty badly, even more since reading about all these new things, but she decided to wait until he got home. She shut his computer down and then got dressed before heading out the door. She had a few things to pick up and one hell of a performance to put on when he got home from work.
When he got home from work he expected to see her on the couch or at the computer, but she was no where to be seen. He took his coat off and put it in the closet. The living room and kitchen of their apartment was one long room. On the opposite wall that the front door was on had an opening that led to a hallway that went to both the left and the right. At either end of that hallway was a room and in the middle another door that lead to the bathroom. He figured she was either laying down in the bed room, in the bathroom, or that she had gone out. He moved to the kitchen area and opened the fridge to pour himself a drink. He heard movement behind him and when he turned she was standing at the hallway staring at him. He almost dropped the container of juice in his hands when he saw her. She was wearing the sexiest lingerie he had ever seen.
She was dressed almost all in a light purple which consisted of a bra, a pair of panties and a garter belt. She also had on a pair of light black stockings. He wasn’t sure what to say and just stood there smiling at her before she moved closer to him. When she reached him she put her arms over his shoulder and kissed him deeply. He ran his hands up the flat of her back and returned the kiss.
When she pulled away from him he smiled at her and then looked down at her body.
“So, what’s the special occasion?” He asked her. She smiled at him.
“Do you like it?” She asked him as she looked down herself at what she was wearing.
“I do.” He told her. “But like I asked, what’s the occasion? Did I do something right?” She smiled at him again before answering.
“You might saw that.” She told him before kissing him again. She held the kiss for a long time and he began to run his hands over her body. He let his hands feel the soft material of her bra and ran his fingers over her cleavage. As he slid his hand down her stomach towards her panties she pulled away from the kiss and stopped him.
“All in time.” She told him. “First there’s something we need to talk about.” She took his hand and led him to the computer. It was turned on and she directed him to sit down in the chair. There was a small box sitting in front of it and he tried to reach for it, but again she stopped him and just smiled at him. The chair was made of a wood and had a rather large frame. She took a seat on one of the arms so that her legs were folded beside him. She took his hand and moved it towards the mouse.
“I want you to show me what you were doing while I was gone.” She spoke the words in a somewhat demanding voice, but with a hint of teasing in it as well. He blushed a little knowing full well what he had looked at and what he did while she was gone.
“What do you mean?” He asked trying not to sound guilty. She smiled at him again and put her arm around his shoulders.
“Oh I think you know exactly what I mean.” She told him. He turned and looked at her now and could see in her eyes that she knew. He thought he had hidden everything so well, but he couldn’t figure out how she could have found out what he had done.
“That’s right.” She told him. “I know all about it. I haven’t had a chance to look at everything, but I’ve seen some rather interesting things.” He hadn’t noticed it until now, but as she took hold of the mouse and he spotted a shortcut that had been created on the desktop. It was a shortcut to the folder where he had saved all his new porn. She opened one of the folders of pictures and then one of the sub folders and opened the first picture. She turned and looked at him as the picture appeared on the screen.
“I’m flattered that she looks similar to me.” She told him. “And I do like what she’s wearing.” She moved to the next picture and then the next. She went through about twenty pictures before stopping on one that of the woman with her hand down the front of her panties.
“That’s what I was doing as I looked at these pictures.” She told him. He turned and looked at her again.
“Don’t take that the wrong way.” She now told him. “I might have gotten a little turned on, but I’m still upset that you were jerking off to pictures of other women.” He blushed again and was clearly embarrassed. He started to say that he was sorry, but she cut him off.
“Oh I know you’re sorry.” She told him. “But that doesn’t change the fact that you were looking at other women. Did you jerk off to this picture?” She asked him as she pointed back at the computer screen. He looked at the picture and had to confess that he did. He nodded his head and smiled at her, but she shook her head at him. She closed the picture and then went to the folder of another woman and opened one of the pictures.
“Does she turn you on?” She asked him. He sat there not sure what to do, how to answer.
“Does she?” She asked again in a more demanding voice. He nodded his head again and blushed once more. She ran her hand over his cheek now as he stared at the image on the screen.
“More then me?” She asked him, now in a playful, yet hurt voice. He looked at her, realizing how hurt she might just be because of this.
“What? No! Of course not.” He told her. He was staring at her now and begun to truly feel bad for looking at these pictures while she was gone. He shouldn’t have looked at them, and even if he had, he shouldn’t have kept them. He turned his attention to her now and wanted to try and convince her he was telling the truth.
“I know you weren’t gone that long, and I shouldn’t have, but I…” He wasn’t sure exactly what to say. How he could make her feel better.
“Is that why you wore this?” He asked now. “To make yourself look more attractive to me? I appreciate it and like it, but you didn’t need to. I love you and love the way you look. No one turns me on more then you.” He raised his hand to her cheek now and she turned away from him. She was clearly hurt.
He tried to comfort her, tried to make her feel better, but no matter what he said or did he could tell that she was upset about him downloading porn. He spent the next few minutes talking to her, trying to relieve her.
“It did hurt me.” She told him. “To see all this porn. All these women. To know that you spent night after night jerking off to imagines of someone other then me. Like you said I wasn’t gone for that long of a time…” He sat in his chair uncertain of what to do. He had been so aroused when he saw her in the lingerie, but now all it did was remind him of what he had done.
“But…” She added. “I might be willing to forgive this.” He felt his heart skip and a wave of relief wash over him. “It will require you to do something for me. Something that… well…” She trailed off.
“Anything.” He told her. “You have no idea how sorry I am. I’ll do anything to be forgiven. Anything to make you feel better.” She turned and gave him a small smile.
“Really?” She asked. He nodded his head and waited for her to speak. She reached for the mouse again and navigated back to the main folder. He was only half paying attention as she clicked on one of the videos. He was still staring at her, but he soon realized what video it was and turned to look at the screen. It was the first video she had watched and the one that ended with the viewer being denied. Before he could turn back to look at her she reached for the box that was on the desk in front of them. She opened it and he knew right away what was inside it. It was a chastity belt. He turned now to look at her. She picked the box up and held it between them. She stared down at it and then back up at him.
“I really was hurt that you were looking at and jerking off to other women. This will make sure that it never happens again. And seeing as how you not only watched this video, but saved it to your hard drive then lets just say that quite a few of our nights will end the way it does.” She was no longer smiling, but had a very serious look on her face. He stared at her not sure what to say.
“I…” He started to speak, but she raised her hand and put her index finger on his lips.
“You already agreed to this.” She told him. “You did say you’d do anything to make me feel better and this is what it will take.” She looked back down at the chastity belt and then picked it up out of the box.
“I… I’ll wear that if it’ll make you feel better, but do you really need to… to… to do to me what happens in this video?” She held onto the chastity belt and then put the box back on the desk in front of them. She moved in closer to him and whispered in his ear.
“Well, it’s not just that you were jerking off to other women, but it’s also the fact that you had an orgasm looking at another woman. That hurts me most of all. I think you should be punished for that. And I think that a fitting punishment should be to give me control of your orgasms. To make sure that you only cum for me and when I say you can.” She pulled her head away from his and looked him right in the eyes.
“Besides… Like I said you already agreed to do anything. You’re not taking that back are you?” He stared at her eyes for a few seconds and then spoke.
“Please?” He asked her. “Don’t do…” Before he could finish a look of deep hurt came over her face, then she rose from her chair and moved away from him to the kitchen table. She sat down at the table and he quickly rose from his chair and moved after her. He stood behind her and put her hand on her shoulder.
“I…” He didn’t know what to say. Well he did, but he was hesitant to say it.
“I’ll do it.” He told her. She turned in her chair and looked at him. He could tell that she was still upset, but that what he had just said made her feel better.
“You will?” She asked him. He nodded his head at her and she rose to her feet.
“I am truly sorry.” He told her. “And I did say that I’d do anything to make it up to you.”
She moved closer to him and gave him a deep French kiss that she held for quite sometime. He returned the kiss, but there were a million thoughts circling in his head about what he had just agreed to.
When she pulled away from the kiss he looked her right in the eyes.
“So… I hate to ask, but just how often do you intend on letting me cum?” She looked at him and smiled at him.
“I think a fitting punishment for cumming while looking at other women will be to only let you cum once a week. At least for now.” A look of shock came over his face. He let out a small sigh and then nodded his head. He had agreed to anything and what he did was wrong. He hoped that after a time she’d let him come more often, but for now it seemed like he didn’t have any other choice.
“Now why don’t we go into the bedroom?” She asked him. “You wouldn’t believe how worked up I got looking at all those pictures and videos you saved, and I haven’t cum yet. I think it’s only fitting that you be the one to make me cum. Just as you’ll be doing everyday.” She smiled at him once more and then took his hand and led him into the bedroom.