My Girlfriend: The Selfish Bitch

Somewhere about the middle of our first date I could tell there was mutual attraction between us. She seemed to relax a bit at some point and I relaxed in kind. I noticed she also became more assertive toward the end of our first date.

She produced a cellphone and slid it over the coffee shop table toward me. Then she said, "If you want to be involved with me then this is your ball and chain. With it, you are not to call any number but mine. You will not even know your own phone number. This is the only time I will make this offer, do you accept?"

It sounded simple enough and so I took the phone. The next day it rang in the late morning, while I was at work. I knew I had to answer.

"Meet me at your place for lunch." she commanded, knowing I worked just minutes away from work. I made sure not to be late.

I was hoping for a nooner but she had a different plan. She ordered me to pull down my pants. I complied, even though it looked like she wasn't about to undress. Standing with a stiff boner felt a bit like standing at attention must to a soldier, although this seemed much more erotic.

She pulled out a roll of fabric medical tape from her purse. I wondered what she might have in mind while she pulled a strip of tape from the roll and tore it off, setting the roll down. She wrapped the tape around my shaft, just behind the head. The extra tape ends were carefully mated against each other and squeezed tight. Then she produced some kind of a tool which she used to squeeze an impression on the free end of the tape.

"Now you carry my seal. Take care of it as this is the way I know you will be faithful to me. Infidelity will not be tolerated in this relationship."

I looked down at my "sealed" penis and somehow decided that it made me feel special. A woman has put her claim on me sexually and this has to be a good thing.

"Pull your pants up and get back to work. Keep your schedule free on Friday night, I'll call you with the details."

She called me Friday right as I got home from work to announce that she was on her way. Minutes later, she was unzipping my fly to inspect the seal. She looked very disappointed at me and asked why there was a tweak in the base of the tape end.

I answered, "Sorry but I must have bumped it a bit while masturbating earlier in the week."

She was very unhappy and declared, "I don't want you jacking off at all! All your sexual energy is mine if you want to continue to be in my life."

I was scared that she might dump me so I promised not to jack off anymore. She tore the seal from me and peeled the tape away. "I will give you just one more chance. Masturbation is the same as cheating, your sex life must always include me.", she said and then put a fresh strip of tape where the old one had been. Then she put a second one halfway down my shaft then told me, "This organ is mine, I give you permission to urinate with it but nothing else."

After putting her stamp on both seals she told me to get my pants back on. As soon as I was dressed, she stripped naked. I didn't know what to think. She made her intentions clear to me when she pointed at her crotch and spread wide.

Soon my tongue was working around the holiest of holy places and we were both really getting into it. Occasionally she would use her hands or heels to push my face in closer or grind me against her in a certain way she seemed to enjoy. I'm sure she came several times in the process before I saw daylight again.

Afterwards, she thanked me for the pleasure and, after getting dressed, asked me to help her with chores. Next I was over at her house, doing her dishes and would wind up vacuuming her whole house. Boy was I pussy whipped!

We spend the weekend together doing a variety of fun things like movies, museums, art exhibits, etc. At each of them she managed to find a spot to pull up her skirt and get pleasure by my tongue.

By the time the next weekend had rolled around, I still hadn't known the divine pleasure of feeling the inside of this special woman with my penis, no it had become her penis. Either way, there was a lot of sperm backed up because I had been jacking off since puberty at least once a day almost every day and it had been over ten days since I had last come.

She had me going down on her for much of the weekend when I finally brought up my concern, "Honey, do you think I could have an orgasm at some point?"

"Why?" She demanded.

"My semen is really built up and I used to jack off periodically to drain it out. It wasn't so much for pleasure." I lied to her there. I jacked off for pleasure just about every chance I had.

Her look seemed to grow a bit more compassionate when she said, "I will give you relief, but no orgasm. Drop your pants, turn around and bend over."

I was shocked but did what she demanded. More out of curiosity than anything else. Next, I felt a finger, then two poking into my ass. I couldn't believe this was to be my "relief".

After about a 10 minute deep tissue massage of my prostate, I felt relaxed suddenly but not in a sexual way. Then her hand pulled slowly up from the base of the penis to the head and a huge load of semen dropped out, in one big dump.

"There you go honey, all that nasty goop gone. I see that I've tweeked the seals from that stroke. Good thing I brought some tape and my seal.", reaching for her purse.

This has turned out to be the pattern of our relationship so far. I am bursting with desire to penetrate my lover but so far she is withholdingthe sacred act of mutual love.

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