TL;DR: Sir encouraged me to be a little slutty on vacation and edged me every night, leaving me to believe I could cum when we got home. But when we got home, he informed me that it is NOvember and I have nearly a month until I get to cum.

The whole story:

Nov 1 We were on the last real day of a short vacation. Sir teased me throughout the day, as he had done every day on the trip. That night, he edged me multiple times in the hotel room. After he had played with my tits all day, I was plenty wet already. He slipped his fingers inside me and rubbed my juices all over my clit, making glorious little circles and getting me all wound up. But, I knew I was not allowed to cum in a bed other than our own.

He slid his huge cock inside me. He pounded into me over and over, pausing when he noticed I was getting close and whispering "no" in my ear. He had edged me every night on this trip, but this was another level. I was begging to cum, even though I knew I wouldn't be allowed. I'm sure the guy in the room next to us heard me whimpering and begging for release, only to be told "no". Sir reminded me why we have the rule. I'm a squirting little whore and I make too big of a mess when I cum. It would be rude to do that here. But I want to soak these sheets so bad.

When he is finished, he rolls over and goes right to sleep. Meanwhile, I lay there with a throbbing pussy looking forward to when we are back in our own bed.

Nov 2 We were on the road most of the day. I was only wearing a button-up shirt and leggings with the crotch cut out.

Sir likes to show me off. I sat in the passenger seat with my shirt unbuttoned all the way down the front. I got to cover up when we went through towns or got stuck in traffic but, for most of the ride, my boobs were completely exposed for everyone to see. Several truckers enjoyed the view.

As we drove, Sir pinched my nipples, grabbed my boobs, and played with my clit. I was also expected to keep my hand on him at almost all times, stroking his cock or rubbing his balls. When he got bored, Sir would pull my head into his lap and push my mouth onto his cock for a few miles.

The only times I took my hands off of him was when he handed me the bullet vibe and made me use it on my already swollen clit. I could have gotten myself off so easily. But he told me I wasn't allowed and I do as I'm told. I edged myself, was given time to calm down, and then instructed to use it again. This happened a few times. All the while, my shirt is wide open and everyone can clearly see what I am doing.

A couple of hours into the trip, he instructed me to put a remote controlled egg in my pussy. It slid right in. He had fun watching me squirm as he cycled through the different vibe settings. But he always knows when to turn it off to keep me on edge.

We stopped at a rest stop. I struck up a conversation with a good-looking guy as Sir got something from the snack machine nearby. He kept ramping up the speed and intensity of the egg as I talked with this stranger. The string of the egg was hidden amongst my folds so it wouldn't be visible in my crotchless leggings. Now I feel the vibrations deep inside and through the string conveniently nestled around my clit. My pussy is soaked and I'm afraid this egg is going to slide out at any second as I talk to some handsome stranger.

After what felt like forever at the snack machine, it was time to get back on the road. I took a selfie with my boob hanging out on the way to the car.

The rest of the ride continued, much the same as before. Sir sleeps soundly that night. I can't wait to get home.

Nov 3 We finally make it home. When we make it to our bed, I was excited to finally cum. But Sir had other plans.

He slipped inside me with ease. Just when I thought I was finally going to get some relief, he informed me that I do not actually get to cum. He has decided that I will be participating in NOvember. That means there are 27 more days of this. I've never gone that long before. I'm not sure if I can make it, but I do as I'm told. I'm so frustrated though.

He was still sliding slowly in and out of my pussy, which I now know is going to be used only for his enjoyment this month. He asked if I enjoyed so many strangers seeing my tits on the trip. I said yes. He pulled out and sat up in bed. Sir put me over his lap, ass up, and I got several spankings for being a whore. Each smack on my ass cheek nearly sent me over the edge. He knew it, too. He slid his fingers in to feel how wet I was in between each blow.

When the spankings were done, he rolled me over and slid back inside me. He was tired from driving, so he used my soaked hole for a few minutes and then fell asleep inside me. I laid there, dripping with pussy juice and filled with his dick, thinking about all the ways he will surely torture me this month.