Tied helpless to the chair, all he could do is wait. He knew she’d be back, and the torture would continue. As if reading his mind, she appeared.
Taking his cock in hand, she stroked it gently. She felt his hardness and his desire build. She felt him nearing the edge. The closer he got, the faster she stroked. He thought she might let him explode this time.
Then she stopped as before.
He was close but was to be denied again. She smirked and walked away.
Then he thought to himself; This is my punishment for betraying her.
