A Lesson Learned (illustrated letter)
We stopped our teasing only to fiendishly tickle-torture him.
We continued this and the "we won't let you cum" games for over three hours! By that time, his cock was purplish and throbbing uncontrollably and his balls were about to burst.
All through this, the poor dear was begging wildly for relief, which turned us on even more.
Finally, I took a break, and when I came back into the room Matthew was crying like a baby.
Tracy was lying on her stomach on the couch with one hand propping her chin up and the other drawing light, little arches over his balls, penis, and inner thighs. We had had enough.
We told him we were going to let him come only if he agreed to our conditions. "Anything, for God's sake let me cum!" he whimpered. He tugged at his restraints like a wild man, begging us to do him.
We just laughed and while I gave him a close view of my stocking feet and pussy, Tracy slowly masturbated him.