Contact and feedback to: mortalc01l@comcast.net Delayed Gratification . I arrive at the exclusive high-end Spa and check in at the front desk. As always, the place is immaculate, the décor is quite obviously hugely expensive and designed to make the clients feel at ease and tranquil. Water features are dotted around the place, including fountains and ponds with huge Koi in them. A woman appears with a clipboard and asks me to follow her. We reach a door at the end of a corridor and she leads me into a large, well appointed room with luxurious Persian rugs on the floor, a couple of large well stuffed brown leather armchairs, an armoire with large drawers, numerous pillow dotted around the room and finally, in the center a massage table, with a huge mirror a few feet away. "Please Mr. M; get undressed at your leisure and get comfortable on the table". I do as she asks and slowly get undressed, leaving my clothes on one of the armchairs. I get up onto the table and lie face down, squirming around a bit until I find a position that works. The door opens softly behind me and you walk in.. I look at you; I see a strikingly beautiful Woman who is obviously in amazing shape... Dressed in a short, tight black skirt, a white blouse with a very plunging neckline, revealing just the hint of a lacy white bra, which cups what look like a perfect set of perky, apple sized breasts. Over everything, you wear a white coat, almost like a Doctor might wear... Very luscious! More interested now.... Long, beautiful brown hair, with some golden highlights; about 5'9" tall, an amazingly tight and curvy set of legs and ass, a pair of wicked looking black high heels and silk stockings that accentuate your legs and tight butt... Gorgeous rosebud lips and glowing, soft skin. The most striking feature though is your eyes... an amazing green and hazel combination; they seem kind, knowing and gentle, yet full of mischief and fun at the same time. I put my head back down on the table and start to relax. "Mr. M...."..."Hard or soft?" you say gently.... My brain does a quick flip and I wonder what you mean... "Do you want hard pressure, or a softer touch?" you ask... OK... now it makes sense... "Hard please; I'm really tight, especially in my lower back and shoulders and need you to work out the kinks please". I hear you moving behind me and then the sensation of warm oil and your smooth hands. You start at my shoulders; your fingers are strong and seek out all of the most cramped and sore muscles I have. You seem to instinctively know exactly where I need your touch; after 10 blissful minutes, I begin to relax and submit to your amazing, intuitive hands. A brief pause as you pour more hot oil on my lower back and you begin again. Each touch from you seems to affect me deeply. It's as if your hands are in direct communication with my brain; wherever I feel pain, your hands find it and sooth it away. I find myself in a dreamlike state, as relaxed as I have ever been. We talk about everything under the Sun as your hands glide over my skin and we laugh a lot.... I look at you and you smile a secret little smile. "Mr. M" you chuckle in fake annoyance, "you really need to take better care of yourself, especially your skin; you are just soaking up all of the oil, which means that your skin is very dry." .... "Also, your muscles are all knotted, your spine, hips and shoulders are all out of alignment and you are massively tense and I can tell that you are quite unhappy at the moment"... "This is going to take longer than I had thought; I will cancel my next two appointments, because you are going to need my most intensive therapy to get you back on track"... Most intensive therapy? I wonder what that entails. I hear you behind me again; a whisper soft sound... I catch a glance of you in the mirror in front of me, I decide that it's the sound of your silk stocking encased thighs rubbing together as I watch you walk slowly by me... Somehow the mental image of your legs in those stockings excites me; I try to clear the image from my head, but it doesn't work..... Trying to stop thinking about your legs has not worked. In fact, the smell of your body so close to me and the sensations that your hands are inducing in me, are leading my thoughts even more astray. Wicked images now pass through my head.... I wonder what you would look like naked? I wonder how you taste? More hot oil and your hands move from my lower back to my buttocks. With quite a bit of strength, you use the tip of your elbow to penetrate the large muscle deeply, working it in long, slow strokes. It's actually a bit painful, but it feels so good that I grit my teeth and let you continue. You move to the other cheek and do the same. As you continue working, I realize that all the kneading and massaging has left my legs spread and I feel quite vulnerable... I am on full display to you, the view you have must be quite revealing.... I feel my face getting hot and realize I must be blushing... I hope you don't notice. Underneath me, I feel my cock begin to stir and grow... "Oh crap" I think to myself, "I hope I can get rid of this before she asks me to turn over".... You move down, paying attention to my thighs, calves and finally you massage my feet; All the while, my brain is whirling with thoughts of you. I imaging you standing naked, except for your stockings and heels; you look back at me over your left shoulder.... Then you start to bend over.... "MR M!!!".... I am torn out of my daydream by the sound of your voice.... Quite loud.... "Mr. M"...."I asked you if you wanted to turn over?" "I'm sorry" I reply, "I was lost in thought"..... My brain is trying desperately to find an excuse not to turn over. I can feel myself as hard as a steel rod now... damn my imagination!!!... "Ummmm.... errrrr"... "I think you should concentrate on my back a bit more" I reply with a slight quiver in my voice. "Don't be silly Mr. M"... again, I see a small smile play across your luscious lips... "I've seen it all before". I reluctantly turn over and I'm horrified to find myself fully hard and throbbing; I am most DEFINITELY blushing now... You reach for the hot oil and as if nothing is going on, you continue the massage. Again, I start to relax and allow your hands and fingers to work their magic. My shoulders, my neck, my chest... you slowly move down my body, lavishing attention on exactly the right spots... You pause to take off your coat and I notice that your skirt is even shorter than I had first thought. Your blouse seems to have become even more unbuttoned and I can see the curve of your breasts.. You lean over me and I glimpse one of your nipples; erect and oh so suckable. My mind has completely lost control over the images of you flashing though it... My eyes close and I realize that my cock, far from deflating, is getting even bigger and harder. I can feel the sensations as it grows... the unmistakable feeling of the head starting to swell and push past my foreskin... I open my eyes and see it... purple and swollen, throbbing in time to the beat of my heart. "So.. it's time for the intensive part of the therapy now Mr. M, or can I call you M?".. "M will be fine" I reply. You move to the head of the table and reach under it... Your hands come up with what look like leather restraints of some type... "WHOA!!!" "I wasn't expecting THIS" I say to you, startled a bit... "With therapy this extreme, you may be a danger to yourself and to me as well... I don't want either of us to get hurt if you start thrashing around"... Reluctantly, blinded by lust, I agree... You bind my hands and arms above my head, securing the restraints quite tightly; maybe TOO tightly as I am a little bit uncomfortable... You do the same at the bottom of the table with my legs.... My mind is racing now; I have never allowed anyone to do this to me... I have never trusted anyone enough to let them... I calm down a bit; we are in a semi-public place and you are a professional; I am sure it will be fine. "For the therapy to be completely successful, I will also have to be naked" you say.. "You don't mind, do you M?" All I can move is my head, so I turn it towards the mirror and watch you undress.... What I see takes my breath away; every inch of you is flawless; I notice that there isn't a single hair on any part of your body. You return to the table and slowly drizzle the whole front of my body with the warm oil... Your hands start their long, luxurious strokes over my skin. Your intuition amazes me, as you touch and caress my aching muscles.... You move to the head of the table... You bend over me and begin to massage my shoulders, chest and stomach. As you bend and reach forward, your breasts fall tantalizingly close to my lips; your nipples are hard and I see that your chest area is flushed red. "In my version of this therapy M" you intone, "I help you develop an appreciation for what I call "delayed gratification syndrome"...". Trying to translate what you said, or make heads or tails of it, I struggle to figure out what this might encompass. I feel incredibly warm and relaxed now; my whole body is limp and supple, except for the glaringly obvious part of me that is standing at full attention. You come to the side of the table and look deep into my eyes... You reach out and slowly wrap your hand around the shaft of my cock.... I can see every detail of what you are doing... Slowly, you glide your hand down the entire length of my cock; pulling the skin on the shaft down as you move... I watch as my foreskin is pulled down and over the swollen head; you keep pulling, until the skin is pulled tight at the base of my cock. With the head of my cock exposed, you use your other hand to gently massage the purple, swollen top.... The sensitivity of the exposed nerves in the head, combined with the texture of your skin on the head, makes me shudder in my bonds.. The sensation is almost unbearable; I feel my cock grow even more; it's now painfully, uncomfortably swollen.... You continue to grip the base of my cock; hard enough so that any blood entering it cannot escape. Each beat of my heart, pumps more and more blood into the shaft, making it swell to incredible size and hardness. As I watch, I see it throb and grow an angry, deep shade of red; the veins on the shaft are popping out and the head is dark purple and bigger than it has ever been. You bend over at the waist; until your lips are poised over the purple swollen head... you look at me and open your lips slightly, knowing what effect this will have on me... Your eyes still locked on mine, you slowly part your lips and lower your mouth onto my cock.... The wetness and heat of your mouth makes me try to twist and buck, but the straps holding me to the table are too tight, I am helpless. You slowly start to explore the head of my swollen cock with your tongue... swirling around the top; under the rim and finally the tip of your tongue finds the small slit in the top of the head.... Your eyes gaze deeper into mine as you start to slowly push the tip of your tongue inside me... I have never felt anything like it before; the sensations overwhelm me. I want to cry out in pain, yet also scream with pleasure; Electric shocks radiate from the center of my cock and straight through the core of my entire being... your tongue forcing its way deeper inside me, its squirming motion and shocking sensations rendering me incapable of making the slightest sound.. I feel the inevitable about to happen.. My body tenses as I feel my orgasm about to hit me with the force of a tidal wave; my thighs stiffen, my toes point, then...... Nothing!!!!!! You squeeze the base of my cock hard and stop my orgasm in its tracks, then take my cock out of your mouth....!!! Panting, my chest heaving, my heart pounding, I moan with frustration... "OH GOD!!! Please don't stop... I was nearly there!!!" "I know", you say sweetly... "Remember M, this is about delayed gratification... as we progress today, I hope you will come to appreciate everything it entails". "Now... onto stage two", you whisper into my ear.... You move to the bottom of the table and in the mirror, I see you pulling harder on the straps that bind my legs. You come back to the side of the table and start whispering in my ear.. "I know what you have been thinking about; wicked, naughty things.... you want to fuck me, don't you... you want me to suck your cock until you explode in my mouth.. You want to bend me over and slip your cock into me from behind; you want to fuck me in the ass..." As you continue to whisper deviant ideas into my ear, you reach out and gently hold my balls.... Your perverted whispering makes me see images in my head... images of dark and dangerous things, exciting things. You increase the pressure on my balls, squeezing them tighter, massaging them, and playing with them until I feel like they will burst from being so full. "Do you know why I am doing this M?" you ask... "The more I play with your balls, the more I massage them, the more I deny and tease you, the more sperm I can get out of you when I finally let you cum"... "When you cum, I want you to cum all over me.. I want your white, hot sperm all over my stomach, my chest.... I want you to cum all over my tits while I watch...". With all the dirty whispers from your fuckable mouth in my ears and the relentless stimulation of my balls, I feel my orgasm beginning to build... My whole body shakes, I try to thrust my hips upwards, to find some way of making myself cum, but for the second time, you deny me. You stop whispering, stop your play and leave me gasping and shaking in frustration.... "I have another trick up my sleeve to get what I want from you M"...you smile wickedly at me.... Back to the bottom of the table you go. This time you spread my legs as far as they can go... I feel totally vulnerable... under your complete control and I begin to regret my decision to talk me into this. "Have you ever had your prostate milked M?" you ask... "It's a little known fact that with regular prostate stimulation, a Human Male can increase his production of sperm by more than 400%".... Now I become even more worried... I had read about this procedure, but it had struck me as painful and not very much fun... You make your way over to the armoire and open a drawer.... "In order to most effectively stimulate you, I have a few preparations to make...Don't go anywhere". I watch as you take a latex glove out of the drawer and slip it over your left hand... You come back to the table and stand over me, making me watch you pour a liberal amount of warm oil over your gloved hand.... "Now, just relax and try to enjoy this; it will do wonders for your health". You laugh wickedly and start. The sensation of slippery latex on my scrotum is strange; you massage my perineum and let your gloved fingers lightly brush my tight hole.... Slowly, you begin to massage and circle the sensitive outside.... then I feel a finger poised at my entryway.... You bring your face close to mine, maybe 8 inches away and lock your gaze onto my eyes.... Your slippery finger slowly penetrates me where no-one has ever touched me before... I gasp and try to stifle a small yelp... your eyes never leave mine and as you push into me, I see your pupils dilate; a sure sign that this arouses you... Your finger is fully inside me; I feel stretched and full and very vulnerable; ... I feel you start to slowly fuck me with your finger., opening me up and relaxing me, then you pull out; you add a second finger.. I feel a brief sensation of pain as you stretch me wider to accommodate you... You look into my eyes, then slowly lower your lips to mine and kiss me deeply.... With the combination of your fingers inside me and the surprisingly passionate kiss, I start to enjoy the sensation of being full... you suddenly curve your fingers upwards inside me and press on something... "JESUS!!!!!" As soon as you touch that spot, I feel an incredible sensation of pressure and pleasure; it's like the feeling I get from an erection, but ten times as intense.... I begin to moan as the excitement of your penetration and your kisses have me about to spurt my cum all over you. You suddenly stop kissing me, but leave your fingers where they are.... "Look, Baby... look at your cock" you say breathlessly.... I look down at my huge, swollen member and see what you are so excited about... Clear, slippery Pre-cum is dribbling out of the tip of my cock in HUGE quantities... You start to massage my prostate with your fingertips; each time you press on it, my cock grows even harder and more and more pre-cum dribbles out of it... My whole head and shaft are covered in it; glistening and slick, I watch as more of the clear liquid drips from the tip. You take your right hand and wrap it around the base of my cock again... I understand now, that the amount of pressure you apply can allow, or deny me my orgasm; your complete control of me and my ability to cum excites me... You start to stroke my cock up and down and at the same time, you slowly fuck me in the ass with your slick, gloved fingers, each stroke brushing my sensitive gland.. When you sense I am about to cum, you squeeze my cock hard enough to cause me pain... Then you start again.... Over and over you bring me to the brink, but you deny me.... My whole body is shaking and trembling; my legs feel like jelly, my heart rate is sky-high, I am breathing like I have just run a 4 minute mile; my chest heaves and my cock feels as if it could split it is so engorged... I hear my voice, shaking and weak.... "Please, PLEASE!! I can't take this anymore.. please, you're going to kill me..".... I beg you, plead with you as if my whole life depends on it. I look up at you, your eyes flashing, your mouth open, your chest flushed, nipples like bullets.. I look lower and see that you are soaking wet; your pussy lips are open, your clit extends from between them, swollen, erect and sticking out like a miniature cock, free from its protective hood... your thighs are soaking with your own juices which dribble down the insides of your legs.... Slowly, you climb on top of me, still grasping the base of my cock with your hand... I watch as you position your soaking wet pussy above the head of my huge throbbing cock.... You lower yourself onto me, only able to take the swollen head inside you carefully... I watch as the head of my cock spreads you open, stretching you wide... and wider still. Slowly, you let your weight force you down on my cock. Eventually, you are fully impaled on me; you are so tight, so smooth and warm. My cock feels like its being gripped by a powerful, soft, wet hand.... You begin to thrust your pussy up and down on my hard member... faster and faster. Every thrust downwards, the hand that grips the base of my cock, tightens its grip, preventing me from cumming before you want me to... Now that my full length is inside you, I can feel the head hitting your cervix... I have never been so hard, so big before.. The excitement of you teasing me, the denial of my orgasm has made my balls swollen; so big and full that they are painful.... You can barely take my whole cock... It's been awhile since you had one inside you and you love the sensation of being penetrated, filled up, stretched to your limit... you want more and more of my hard, swollen shaft inside you.... You angle your body backwards slightly to make sure that the head of my cock is brushing against your sensitive G-spot; your slippery pussy secretions pour from you and down the shaft of my cock... You ride me hard this way for a couple of minutes, slamming yourself down on my cock with increasing violence, grinding your pussy lips and clit off the base of my cock... Your gorgeous body is dripping with sweat from your exertions, your eyes closed, your head thrown back in ecstasy as you ride my cock harder and harder... Suddenly, I feel you tightening inside and with one final huge thrust, you impale yourself as deeply as you can on my tortured, swollen cock; I feel you start to spasm and cum... You throw your head back and scream..... You grind yourself onto me, your clit mashed between your body and mine as you cum harder and harder... I feel myself at the brink as well... you release your grip on the base of my cock and FINALLY allow me to cum......I feel a massive spasm hit me.. Just as I start to cum, you pull my cock out of you and pump it furiously with both of your hands wrapped around it... I cum with a shattering intensity; huge hot ropes of white sperm spray from the tip of my cock... you are leaning back and you point the tip of my cock right at you. I watch as spurt after spurt of hot cum covers your smooth, pale skin; your flat, taut stomach is covered in it, the contractions of my orgasm are so intense that I can't control myself. Your two hands wrapped around my shaft, continue to pump me harder and harder. As my cock spurts more cum all over your stomach and tits, you continue your shattering orgasm. Seeing yourself get covered in my sperm, watching it hit your skin, drip from you, the way it runs down your body, thrills you... the sight of massive amounts of white, hot cum erupting from the tip of my cock, drives you into a second round of shattering orgasms; your pussy contracts, clenches, spasms with every wave of pleasure. Your fingers find your cum covered, hugely swollen clit and you frantically rub it making you cum even harder; my cock still spews huge amounts of cum from it's tip; your breasts are dripping with thick ropes of my white cum, it's on your throat, dripping down your stomach and thighs... Both of us are still cummimg, screaming with pleasure as we thrust and claw at each other... You kiss me deeply, your tongue probing; seeking mine out... your screams of pleasure fill my mouth... Finally I have nothing left... my whole body is exhausted and I go limp; you slump forwards on top of me, spent, slippery and covered in my cum.. I wrap my arms around you determined to never let you go. Copyrighted Mortalc01l @2017