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“Mmmmm, a whole month of chastity….you did so well, and didn’t complain once. I’m so proud of you.

Are you ready for me to finally fuck you? Yeah?

Ready to empty those aching balls into Miss’s pussy? Mmmm, I know you are, baby.

So here’s the deal: I’ll set a timer when I straddle your cock. We’ll see how long it takes you to cum after a month of edging and denial.

Sound good? Oh, and one more thing: however many minutes you can hold off cumming….that will be the number of orgasms you’ll be allowed this year.

I’ll be trying me hardest to make you cum, and all you have to do is not climax. Ready? Go!”

Becoming the youngest female managing director in the company’s history was an incredible achievement but could be extremely stressful at times. I had a huge amount of responsibility and the only way I could cope with the stress and demands that came along with the job was to have my own stress relieving equipment installed in my office. Some people had those little rubber balls they would squeeze to reduce stress, but I decided to go for the one thing that I loved doing more than anything else and that never failed to make me feel wonderfully calm and serene.

I had two holes cut into one wall of my office and a steady supply of very large thick cocks that I could wrap my hands around whenever I requested them. There was nothing I adored more than the feel of a huge cock in my hand and stroking it back and forth, feeling it get harder just for me. So being able to request two huge cocks whenever I wanted was incredible. A few minutes after my request two big hard cocks would appear through the holes and I would take a cock in each hand and stroke them however I wanted. Slow and teasing, hard and fast, any way I desired and it felt so amazingly relaxing every time I had another couple of big cocks to play with.

Sometimes I would stroke and play with them but wouldn’t make them cum as it was a big power trip to have all the power and control over such big hard cocks. Other times I would stroke them off until they exploded with cum, pumping them dry, spurting sticky cum everywhere. It all depended on my mood really. I never knew the men who I was jerking off and I didn’t want to know. The mystery of not knowing who I was jerking off was all part of the fun. I know what you are wondering. Did I ever do more than just handjobs? Well let’s just say some guys were luckier than other guys 😉

Remy LaCroix