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"Y-yes."

He was besides you, holding the book open above your face as you laid back on the bed.

He was struggling a bit though. For one thing, it had been a while since you started reading. He was also naked and you were playing around with his dick while reading.

"Stop moving so much!"

You gave him a sharp slap on the balls to punctuate it, and he bent over immediately.

"Sorry, sorry I won't."

You looked at him, brilliant and proud, doing great in life. And here he was basically being a piece of furniture for you. You grinned at the thought of what his peers would think looking at him this way.

"Such an interesting book, thank you for recommending it."

"Y-your welcome", he whimpered.

After what seemed like an eternity you were finally done. His hands were beyond sore but it was his edged to the limit cock which ached the most.

"You make a nice piece of furniture. Good boy,” you said sitting up on the bed.

"Thank you. Please, please may I?" he begged, his hard cock twitching.

"I love to see you beg but it won't work. You know what we decided, right? You don't get to cum until l am done reading this book."

You reached down and started to slowly circle the tip of his cock with your finger "You will wait for me, right?" You kissed him after asking the question.

"Y-yes, anything you say"

You spat at him as he was busy riding a dildo.

Drool leaking from his open mouth matching the precum leaking from his erect cock. His mewling filled the room.

"Play with your nipples, put on a proper show for me, slut."

You leaned back in your seat watching him immediately obey and start to pinch his nipples.

Smiling, you slipped your hand in between your legs, rubbing your clit, enjoying the view.

"Remember, you only get to cum this way. I want you to learn, because it's hot to me. If you can't, who knows when I will feel like giving you a chance again."

Hearing your words he started desperately to fuck himself better on the dildo. Rotating, gyrating, trying everything to stimulate his prostrate till orgasm. He never forgets to play with his nipples though, he has learned well from past mistakes and punishments.

"Yes, that's my good slut."

You moaned, watching his desperation, your hand movements becoming more intense.

Both of you kept at it. You continued to edge yourself to the sight of him. He tried his best to look good for you while desperately seeking his orgasm.

Then you saw it. His movement staggering, his moans becoming louder, him whimpering your name.

He burst out, the orgasm racking his body, cum sputtering from his cock.