"Fuck, miss, please." Peter moaned, his hands tightly gripping my hips and my fingernails raking down his abs as I quickly bounced up and down on him.

"Please what, Peter? What do you want?" I teased, my eyes fluttering shut as the knot got tighter and tighter in my stomach with every rise and fall of my pussy onto Peter's dick. Of course in reality I knew exactly what my boyfriend wanted, and I knew that I wasn't going to give it to him. After all, he was only three weeks into his punishment.

"Please let me cum, miss! I've been good, I've done everything that you wanted me to, please!" The boy begged. I couldn't help but smirk at how desperate he was. Though I supposed that having sex almost daily for a month and still not having cum once would do that to a person.

"I know that you have, baby boy, but you're still being punished." I nodded, my eyes squeezing shut and my head being thrown back as my orgasm hit me. The feeling ripped through me, my fingernails harshly scratching his chest and my legs shaking violently on either side of Peter's lap as the euphoria engulfed me. I sighed out as it passed, my eyes fluttering open again as I stopped bouncing and looked back down at him.

"So, no. You can't cum, baby boy. Not for another week yet." I shook my head, making him groan and arch his back in defiance as I climbed off of him.

"Remember that I'll know if you try to finish yourself off in the bathroom, so don't even try." I warned as I started to leave the room, making sure to swing my hips a little more than usual in order to further wind Peter up.

"I know, baby, I know." I heard him sigh, making me smirk as I left the room.

That had been a week ago, and Peter had held up a lot better than I thought that he would have done. He had gone a month with regular sex but zero orgasms, officially marking the end of his punishment. And I could tell that he'd been counting down the days. Since that last orgasm-less hook-up, we hadn't had sex again, but I could tell that was because Peter couldn't go another fucking without being allowed to cum. Instead, he'd just been extra clingy over the last few days, his arms pulling me a little closer into his body when we slept, his kisses lingering for a little longer than usual when we kissed, and all of it led up to today. The day that I'd finally let him cum again. I was snapped out of my thoughts as Peter came into the living room, making me give him a small smile from my position of lying on the sofa.

"You okay, baby boy?" I asked.

"Yeah, angel, I'm good." He nodded, making me chuckle as he lay down on top of me. I raised my hand to start gently raking my fingers through his hair, Peter's head in my neck as he just lay there.

"Do you know what day it is, baby?" He mumbled as he started to gently but surely press his lips to my neck.

"Hm. I don't think so, Pete. What day is it?" I teased, my lips threatening to curl into a smirk at how horny he clearly was.

"Today is a month since you started my punishment." He responded, my eyes fluttering shut as his kisses against my skin started to get more open-mouthed and nippy. He was after something, and there was no confusion with either of us about what that was.

"Oh, yeah?" I continued to tease as I looked at him, making him stop kissing my neck and look at me instead. He bit his lip and nodded, making me smirk and playfully roll my eyes at how unsubtle he was.

"Go upstairs and strip. You better be naked on the bed, ready to be handcuffed by the time that I get up there, or so help me god, I will extend the punishment to another month." I nodded and tried not to laugh as he scrambled off of me as soon as I started speaking.

"Yes, miss!" He yelled as he rushed out of the room and towards the stairs, making me chuckle and shake my head as I tried to ignore the tingling feeling that was starting in between my legs. After all, the end of Peter's punishment not only meant that he'd finally get to cum, but it also meant that I was about to have mind-blowing sex too. I stood from the sofa, figuring that I'd given him enough time to get naked as I started to head to the stairs. I walked up them, my footsteps against the wood loud enough to tell Peter that I was on my way. I got to the landing, a smirk curling onto my lips as my eyes fell upon the trail of clothing that went from the landing to our bedroom and started with Peter's t-shirt.

"Naughty boy." I cooed so that he would hear me as I pushed the bedroom door open. The sight that I was greeted with was almost enough to make me cum alone. Peter lay completely naked on the bed, his arms by his side and his legs slightly parted as his rock-hard dick rested against his stomach. Every inch of my body was begging myself to pounce on him, but I knew that for the sake of teasing him one last time before letting him cum, I had to draw this out slightly.

"Good baby boy. You did exactly what I asked you to." I praised, making him gulp as I headed to our wardrobe to grab a pair of handcuffs and a blindfold.

"Of course, miss. I-I really want to cum, please-."

"Already begging, Pete? Wow. You must be desperate." I teased as I straddled him.

"I'm so fucking desperate, please, miss, I'm begging you." He shook his head. I smirked and bit my lip, his words going straight to my core and already making butterflies of pleasure flutter in my stomach as I showed him the handcuffs and blindfold.

"You okay to use these, baby?" I checked.

"Please, miss." The boy nodded as he raised his hands and rested his wrists against the headboard of our bed. I leant forward, making Peter moan quietly as I shoved my clothed chest into his face whilst clicking the handcuffs around his wrists and restraining them to the bed.

"God, you're so fucking hot, miss." He mumbled, making me smirk as I pulled back and put the blindfold over his curls to cover his eyes.

"So are you, baby boy. Now, are you ready?" I checked.

"So ready, miss, please." He gulped. My smirk widened as I gently hooked my finger underneath his chin before leaning down and kissing him. He returned it immediately, my eyes fluttering shut as we kissed. I deepened it and slipped my tongue into his mouth, Peter letting me take over the intimate moment as I moved my hand around the back of his neck to pull him closer.

"What do you want, Pete?" I whispered as I broke the kiss and moved my lips down to his neck.

"Literally anything, miss, please, as long as I get to cum. Please, just let me cum." The boy gulped, his lips parting in pleasure as he tilted his head to give me more access.

"Don't worry, baby boy. I'm going to let you cum. No tricks today. You took your punishment like a good boy, so I'll reward you." I promised.

"Thank you, miss." He sighed in relief as I kissed down his neck and to his collarbones. My body moved down the bed as my lips trailed down his skin, his breaths getting more jagged and short as I kissed down his abs and towards where he needed me the most. I could tell by the way that his hands were balled into fists and his biceps were bulging that he was trying not to do anything that would make me extend the punishment at the last minute, but he'd been through enough. He'd get that orgasm, no matter what he did. He just didn't know that for certain.

"Miss, please, hurry." He begged, making me smirk and flick my eyes up to him as I got on my knees in between his legs.

"I'll see to you, Pete, don't worry." I cooed, the boy sucking in a breath as I wrapped my hand around his rock-hard dick. I slowly but surely started to work it with my hand, Peter's body already tensing underneath my touch at the action.

"Fuck me." He breathed out.

"That's the plan, baby boy." I teased, making him smirk and bite his lip as I leant down and wrapped my lips around his tip.

"Fuck!" He cried out at the feeling, his back arching off of the bed and his wrists desperately pulling at the restraints as I started to suck him off. I returned his smirk, every action of his a confidence booster for me as I bobbed my head up and down in his dick. My head moved up and down, my tongue swirling around his tip and my lips massaging the sides of his shaft as I jerked off what I couldn't fit into my mouth with my hand.

"Jesus, miss, holy shit." Peter moaned.

"Does it feel good, baby boy?" I cooed, his legs tensing underneath me telling me that his orgasm was already building up. Meaning that I'd have to edge him a little bit if he wanted to cum during sex instead of with a blow-job. Not that he'd care at this point, I'd done that to him enough over the last month.

"So good, miss, fuck, please." He choked, his body moving and writhing underneath me as he desperately tried to not cum before he was allowed to.

"You getting close, babe?" I checked, my other hand rising to massage his balls as I tried to push him as close to the edge as I could get him to without pushing him over.

"I'm so close, fuck, I'm almost there-." I removed my hands and mouth from him, making his head shoot up to look in my direction.

"W-what-miss, you said that I could cum-."

"You can, and I'll let you. But I figured that you'd rather cum inside of me." I cooed, making him breathe a sigh of relief and drop his head back against the pillow as I stood from the bed and quickly started to strip myself of my own clothes. Once I too was naked, I straddled him again and grabbed a condom from his bedside table drawer.

"Thank fuck-yes, miss, you're right, please, I need you." He gulped harshly. I smirked and bit my lip, my pussy pulsating with how turned on I was by seeing Peter so helpless and needy as I rolled the condom onto his dick.

"And you'll get me, Pete." I nodded before raising my hips and sinking down onto him. Quiet sighs and moans left both of our lips, my eyes fluttering shut and Peter's mouth falling open as I sat down fully on him.

"Holy fucking shit, miss, you feel amazing." Peter choked, his hands once again clenching into fists and the veins popping out of his arms as he clearly tried to control himself.

"So do you, baby boy. I'm going to move." I stated, making him nod eagerly as I raised myself. I dropped back down onto him, a gasp leaving my lips at how good he felt as I started to ride him. Within seconds, I was quickly forcing myself up and down onto him, moans freely leaving both of our lips and my fingernails scratching at his abs as Peter pulled at the handcuffs.

"You feel amazing, miss, fucking hell." Peter moaned and arched his back off of the bed, the action making my eyes flutter shut as it pushed his dick even further into me so that it hit my g-spot.

"Remember not to cum until I say so, baby boy." I warned.

"I won't, miss, fuck." He choked, the knot getting tighter in my stomach as I quickly rode him. The sound of my thighs slapping against his bounced off of the walls, the chorus of our moans surrounding us as the stench of sex and sweat filled the room. My mouth hung open and my eyes squeezed shut, my body being thrown towards what I was sure would be an amazing orgasm as I fucked my boyfriend into next week. The way that I was falling down onto him was making his tip hit my g-spot each time, the feeling one of euphoria as I got closer to the edge.

"Miss, please, I-I don't know how much longer I can hold on for." Peter moaned, the boy's arms desperately pulling at the handcuffs and his face burying itself into his bicep as he clearly tried to hold on until I'd given permission.

"I'm getting close too, baby boy. It's okay, you can cum when you reach it. No tricks, no teasing, it's okay." I moaned, my own body too focused on reaching my own orgasm to deprive Peter of his so-long-awaited one for any longer.

"Thank you, miss, thank you so fucking much." He grunted and shook his head as I sat down on him as hard as I could.

"Fuck, Pete, shit." I choked, my eyes squeezing shut and my mouth hanging open as the knot in my stomach finally broke. I harshly raked my nails down his abs, the action eliciting a moan from Peter as the waves of pleasure ripped through my body. I let it take over, my legs shaking on either side of his lap and my body seizing on top of him as my orgasm flowed through me.

"Fuck, miss, fuck, shit." Peter moaned loudly, his body also seizing up and stilling as he came too. I could tell that it was a powerful one for him, the boy's mouth hanging open and his arms as tense as I'd ever seen them enough to tell me that he was very much enjoying the feeling that he'd been deprived of for so long. After a few seconds, he relaxed back into the bed, heavy pants leaving both of our lips as we came down from the highs. I eased myself off of him, loud breaths still sounding from Peter as I took the condom off and binned it before straddling him again. I leant up and pulled the blindfold off of his head, the boy's eyes squinting and closing as they re-adjusted to the light. I smiled at him as he looked at me, making him smirk and shake his head as I also undid the handcuffs.

"Holy shit, baby. That was amazing." He stated with a nod, making me return his smirk and bite my lip as I climbed off of him and lay down next to him.

"Yeah? Worth the month of waiting?" I teased as I rested my head and hand on his chest and he curled his arm around my waist to pull me into his body.

"The blue balls were a painful price to pay, but yes. Very worth it." He nodded, making me smirk and bite my lip as I looked up at him.

"Well, Pete, you know how to avoid this from happening again. Just follow my rules and you'll be fine." I shrugged teasingly.

"I know, angel. I should have just followed your rules. But also, we both know how much you love punishing me, and how much I love being punished." He flirted.

"That's also very true." I nodded, making him smirk and lean down to kiss me as he pulled me closer.