I take a deep breath, in through my nose and out through my mouth. It has been a few moments since my Mistress left the room, my naked body on full display as I lay bound to the bed. All I can see is darkness, my Mistress having done a good job securing my blindfold. I take another deep breath, in through my nose and out through my mouth.

“Nervous, slave?” I hear my Mistress ask, walking back into the room.

“A little, Mistress, but excited,” I reply.

“That’s okay, slave, it makes sense that you’re nervous,” she says as she moves toward the bed.

I can hear her gentle footsteps on the carpet, especially as she reaches the bed. It sounds like she’s at the foot of the bed now and this is only confirmed when I feel her hands slide along my bare legs.

“You have nothing to worry about, slave, we are going to have a good time,” she says, gently rubbing my legs.

I take another deep breath, relaxing under her touch. I feel her start to work her way into the bed, settling between my open legs. I hear her snap open a cap and know we’re about to start.

“Keep taking your slow, deep breaths, slave,” she tells me. “It should help you last longer,” she says.

“Yes, Mistress,” I say, starting to take another deep breath.

As I exhale, I feel the lube from the bottle she just opened start to drip onto my cock. It feels cool at first but quickly begins to warm up with my body heat. Once there is an ample amount, I hear the cap snap shut.

“How does that feel, slave?” she asks.

“It was cool at first, but feels good now, Mistress,” I reply.

“Good, slave,” she says as she runs her hand along my cock.

Slowly she works the lube onto my cock, making sure to also gently massage lube over my balls. The tenderness of her movements has blood flowing to my cock. It is not long before she’s sliding her hand along my fully erect cock.

“There we go, nice and hard for me,” she says.

I take another deep breath, slowly inhaling and exhaling as her hand gently works my cock.

“That’s a good boy, deep breaths in and out,” she tells me.

“Yes, Mistress,” I say, continuing to breathe deeply.

“Remember to warn me if you feel you’re about to cum, slave,” she tells me.

“Yes, Mistress,” I reply through another deep breath.

“Good boy,” she says, her hands slowly stroking my hard cock.

The consistent, slow stimulation with her hands has my cock throbbing. I have never had someone focus so much attention on working my cock with their hands. I feel my muscles tighten in their bonds, the pleasure starting to get to me.

“Deep breath, slave,” she says, never stopping the movement of her hands.

“Yes, Mistress,” I say, taking a deep breath in and slowly exhaling out.

“Good boy,” she says, sliding one hand down to my balls as the other continues to work my cock.

I continue to take slow, deep breaths for what almost feels like an eternity as I work to hold back my building orgasm. The dual stimulation of my cock and balls is driving me closer and closer with every passing second. I feel my orgasm begin to approach and know what I must do.

“I’m getting close, Mistress,” I moan.

Both her hands immediately stop and I take another deep breath. I feel the building orgasm start to recede, my cock slowly beginning to relax.

“Good boy,” she says to me. “I am sure it was hard to say that knowing I was going to deny your orgasm,” she says.

“Only a little, Mistress,” I say.

“That’s good, slave,” she says, her hand returning to my cock. “Remember I said the first time would be one denial and then you can have your release right, slave?” She asks.

“Yes, Mistress,” I say, her hand slowly stroking my cock.

“Good boy,” she says, her other hand returning to my balls. “Now we will see how long you can last before you cum, slave,” she says, working both my cock and balls.

“Yes, Mistress,” I say, the return of the dual stimulation making my cock throb.

She starts to work my cock and balls at the same tempo as before, not too quickly but not slowly. Unlike before, she starts to pick up the pace on my cock. Now that I am free to release, I am sure she wants to see how quickly she can make me cum. I take another deep breath, not wanting to cum so quickly after my orgasm denial.

“Getting close, slave?” She asks, teasing me as she strokes my hard cock.

“Not yet, Mistress,” I say, another slow exhale passing my lips.

“Is that so?” She asks rhetorically, her hands working me so well.

I take another deep breath, hoping it helps calm my building orgasm. It helps, but not much as I feel her hands pushing me closer to the edge. The more I try not to think about it, the closer I get.

“I can feel your cock throb in my hand, slave,” she tells me, her hand working my cock faster. “You don’t have to deny yourself,” she reminds me.

I work hard to take another calm, deep breath but I know I’m losing. A moan escapes my lips along with my slow exhale.

“That’s it, slave,” she says. “Cum for me,” she tells me.

I can’t help myself any longer. A deep moan escapes my lips as I arch my back. My cock throbs in her hand as I begin to cum onto myself and her fingers. Her hand is working slowly now, making sure every drop releases from my cock as I orgasm hard. I take deep, full breaths as my body begins to relax from my orgasm. My Mistress gives me a few moments to calm down before slipping her hand from my cock.

“Very good, slave,” she says. “You held back your first orgasm and lasted longer than I expected,” she tells me.

“Thank you, Mistress,” I say.

“Each time I expect you to last a bit longer,” she tells me.

“Yes, Mistress,” I say.

“Good boy,” she says, removing my blindfold and undoing the restraints. “Time to clean up,” she tells me.

“Yes, Mistress,” I say, moving off the bed and turning on our shower.

“Hey,” she says, coming into the bathroom. “That was fun,” she tells me with a smile.

“Yes it was,” I say, returning her smile before we both get into the shower.