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Mistress was generous two days ago to finally let me release, but I’m right back into the thick of things with my assignments, each slowly testing and extending my ability to hang on that razor’s edge of orgasm, forcing my body to do the unnatural and countermand eons of genetic programming. 

Two nights ago, my assignment was pretty straightforward - just stroke for 34 minutes.  Of course, that was my stroke holiday when I was allowed to stroke all day long, so I was already a little tender, especially given my forced stroking up to, through, and after my massive orgasm earlier in the day.  Just thinking about being on my knees being ordered to cum got me all worked up again and I was on the edge much more quickly than I anticipated.  (For some reason, I thought that my orgasm would reset my body’s counter completely, but it only really just lightened the strain somewhat.  My cock didn’t lose any of Mistress’s careful programming and was still complete her little denial tool.)

Last night, however, I think I finally used my Aneros to its full potential.  I had ordered two from eBay, but the one that was supposedly for "more experienced users" had arrived first.  I know now that I was really missing out when I finally got to use the "novice" version.

The assignment was to insert my Aneros and stroke for 30 minutes while using it.  At first, it was a pretty normal session, but then the full effect of the magic anal probe kicked in.  My cock started to throb and spurts of pre-cum came oozing out followed by a wave of pleasure that almost sent me over the edge.  Then, the muscles in my ass started to spasm which caused the Aneros to stimulate me even more. 

My eyes rolled back into my head and, desperate to control myself, I bit into the inside of my cheek and dug my nails into the palms of my hand trying to use pain to cage the beast.  I finally dragged myself back from the edge and peeked at the clock.  Twenty minutes to go!  Holy shit!

The next two-thirds of my assignment are a completely blur.  The self-perpetuating cycle continued over and over again, my leg just soaked  in pre-cum (I’m really glad I put a towel down before my session or I would have surely stained the mattress) and me focusing all my will into keeping my cum inside for Mistress.

Tick…tick…tick…  The second hand seemed to go slower and slower.  I felt a huge burst of joy when the it finally cleared the last minute and I was able to stop.  Frustrated and aching physically, but satisfied mentally that I had conquered another of Mistress’s challenges, I immediately passed out. 

I awoke a couple of hours later, my cock still in my hand and the Aneros still firmly in place in my ass.  I rolled out of bed and took a few minutes to clean up, then went back into a deep sleep where I actually dreamed that she was looking down on me, those shining eyes and radiant smile gazing upon me as she stoked my hair.

What a night…