Karin's Thimble Book I
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Part One
She was so beautiful, staring at him, annoyed. Karin's blonde hair swept back,
and her chest surged in the little white-on white tube top that looked as if it
might collapse any moment over her 38D breasts. Her cleavage was bulging as she
argued with Robbie. "Why Robbie, why can't you understand me?" Karin asked. "Is
screwing all you think about?" Robbie finally pulled away from Karin, his eyes
pleading. "But Karin, honey...we've been engaged for five months now." He rubbed
Karin's arm hesitantly, and she pulled it away, frowning. "What's wrong?" Robbie
asked almost tearfully. "Why won't you let me make love to you...we've been
engaged five months."
Karin was a real catch, Robbie thought. And all of his friends agreed with him.
She was so hot, and very sexy...with the way she rubbed his arm and hugged him
in front of people, everyone thought Robbie was getting this incredible action.
But when they were alone, Karin often didn't want to be touched at all...and
when she did feel like making out, she wouldn'tlet him get any further than the
girls he'd gone out with back in 9th grade."Necking and touching, clothes on,
above the waist" and it had taken six months even to get there, and now, after
two and a half years, it was driving Robbie mad. He was twenty-nine, for God's
sake! Sure, necking and touching Karin was great, Karin was into shiny lip gloss
and tight pants and clingy magenta sweaters...but when he tried to pull the
pretty sweater off..."Not until the ring's on my finger, kiddo!" Once Robbie had
tried to get Karin naked playing Strip poker..."Didn't you know my dad was a
card shark?" Karin asked, laughing...she was fully dressed, had lost one
bracelet and Robbie and his friends were kneeling naked...they'd tried playing
further for her clothes against 'favors' and she'd ended ujp getting them to
clean her bathroom and kiss each other's butts...she'd lost another ring...oooh.
Now, Karin, sighed and cocked her head, breathing heavily. Robbie sadly watched
the bursting cleavage heave again. "Robbie, you just don't understand, honey."
Karin put a hand on his knee, very close to his crotch, and smiled., staring in
his eyes. He knew she must love him...she was so sweet! "Robbie, I really like
you...I slept with so many guys before I met you, guys that were real creeps,
who used me..." Karin sighed. "Even the nice ones, they made the relationship
all about sex., what I could do for them. It wasn't about being nice to me
anymore at all." Karin's voice dropped to a little girl's, and she shook her
head, thinking of those awful men. Robbie was a litigation attorney. He knew,
he thought, how to present the evidence. "Honey, I do a lot for you, or I
try...I helped you do the spring cleaning, I paid for your brother's rehab, I
got you a diamond pin last week, I listen to your problems-" "Goddamn it,
Robbie!" Karin almost shouted. "I can't be bought, you know...what, you want to
trade the diamond pendant or a dinner and movie for one of my blowjobs!" Robbie
breathed at the word "Blowjob" he'd never had one from Karin..he'd never even
seen her naked.
Karin, seeing Robbie's wounded eyes, gave him a big hug and dropped her hand
closer to his crotch area. " If we slept together , it might make you devalue
me...you'd have gotten what you wanted..." Karin gently pushed a French
manicured nail against his zipper. "I know he likes me."she said in a little
girl voice, "But can't he wait?" "But Karin...we've been together so long, can't
...I mean, I've never even seen you undressed or anything!" Karin smiled,
obviously recalling the strip poker night. "But you saw me in my little string
bikini when we went to Cancun....I wore it just for you, and you couldn't take
your eyes off me." Karin leaned back, stretching, and the tube top slipped down,
almost to expose her left nipple. Seeing Robbie's eye drop, she pulled it up
just a little.
Robbie absentmindedly began touching his zipper, just where Karin had had her
hand a moment ago...he kind of pretended the zipper needed pulling up. "But
honey, even then, I wanted to touch you in the bikini...and you weren't feeling
up to it...you wouldn't let me touch you at all. "You're lucky I went to Mexico
with you that weekend." Karin replied petulantly. "I was having that time of the
month..." "But then you let that JERK grab you and tickle you..." Karin looked
annoyed again. "I thought you'd think it was neat that one of my friends was
vacationing there. Cyril's my sorority sister's cousin, he's like a play brother
to me..." Karin pulled away entirely, and slapped Robbie's hand where he was
massaging his crotch. "Are you so selfish, Robbie, that you can't let me greet
an old friend?" Karin stood up, abruptly, stepping into her high heeled pumps.
"I can't stand thew ay you get...I'm going home." Robbie jumped up. "NO,
no,..." he took Karin's hand. "Please stay,..I'm sorry I got you so upset. Of
course you can have old friends That's why I, um love you so much, because you
have so much love for other people." What bullshit.
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A few nights later, Robbie and Karen were necking on her couch. Robbie was lying
on top of Karin, and once again, he was trying to pull her shirt off
surreptitiously, or perhaps not so surreptitiously...finally Karin pushed Robbie
off the couch, and he landed on the floor with a thud. "Robbie, I am so sick of
this...I'm not ready for getting this close! You've got to stop pawing me like a
seventeen year old boy!" Robbie was humiliated and quite horny. He hung his head
and pouted. "You told me that tonght we were going to have a big surprise...you
said so, Karin, after I took you to the ballet." God, how boring was that. Two
hours of the ballet with Karin and one of her dippy friends...but she'd kept her
hand on his knee, and his erection had made a little tent in his khakis...she'd
promised a surprise...
"Robbie, baby...look!" Robbie looked up. Karin was smiling. She slowly
unbuttoned her cardigan, and took it off, and then pulled off her skin-tight
black top...and there were her gorgeous breasts, sitting pretty in a frilly pink
bra. "Why don't you take off your clothes, and we'll have the surprise" Forty
seconds later, Robbie was naked, standing before his beautiful fiancee, who was
still in her bra and blue jeans. When is she going to take the rest off? Robbie
thought. This is the second time I've taken my clothes off and been naked in
front of her, the first time being the strip poker night...still I haven't seen
her naked. "Karin, are you taking the rest of your clothes off...baby?" Karin
smiled. "I want to, but I want to make this a surprise for you. Close your
eyes." Robbie sighed and obediently closed his eyes
Part Two
Robbie felt his wrists contract inside the cuffs. He opened his eyes, and Karin
was sitting on the couch...she was still in her bra and blue jeans...nothing
else had been removed. She looked great, though..her cleavage looked very
pushed-up in the bra. But it wasn't fair, Robbie thought...this was supposed to
be his night.
As if reading his mind, Karin spoke. "I guess you're wondering why I did this,
cuffed your hands...I kind of wondered myself...but I love necking with you,
Robbie. I like rubbing you up and down, but I don't want you trying to rape me,
that's not what being engaged is about!" "R-rape you?" Robbie stuttered. "I
just want to make love to you, Karin. It's 2003, for God's sake! We've been
going out for thirty months, and engaged for five! I've proved my love for you
in a dozen ways...I've bought you jewelry, paid for your postgrad courses,
helped your family, lent you money, put tires on your car-" "Enough!" Karin was
looking a little bored.
"Robbie, I don't need an inventory of what you've done for me...that also isn't
what being engaged is about...I want to make out with you, without feeling like
you're going to take over me and make me feel helpless." She said this with a
sort of giggle in her voice...Karin was, of course staring at her poor naked
fiancee with his little white cock sticking out...helpless indeed! Robbie's
lower lip trembled, and it looked as if he was going to cry. "Ooh." Karin
clucked sympathetically and stood up, gently taking Robbie by the shoulder. "
And believe it or not, honey, I want you to have a good time too...Come with
me." Karin guided Robbie into her bedroom. Here he'd never been allowed to even
look. It was a pretty room, with a Princess canopy bed and lots of teddy bears
and stuffed animals, which she tossed off the bed, pushing Robbie down on the
soft coverlet, so he was lying on his back, with his bound wrists just below his
waist.
Karin smiled and stroked Robbie's cheek with a long silver nail, and used her
other hand to play in his chest hairs. Robbie was feeling a little embarrassed
that Karin was still almost fully dressed and he was lying here naked on her
bed, but on the other hand, he'd never gotten this far into her room. "Do you
like it here, baby?" Karin smiled, and dropped the hand that was rubbing his
chest to play around Robbie's navel. She turned the overhead light off, and just
put a lamp on beside the bed."Do you like being in Mommy's room, finally?" Karin
dropped her hand a little past the navel and began lightly tickling the pubic
hairs just below Robbie's stomach. "See, now, I feel safe with you, Robbie!"
Karin lay down next to Robbie..."Isn't this nice, baby?" Karin began kissing
Robbie on the mouth, and stroking his hair with one hand, and the other that had
been playing with the pubic hair finally began touching Robbie's cock. It felt
like he'd hoped all these months-soft fingers expertly manipulating the tip and
head of his penis gently, so gently...Karin rubbed her bra clad tits against
Robbie's chest and kissed him some more.
It had been about two hours now...Karin and Robbie were necking, his hands still
cuffed behind his back, and she was playing with his cock, manipulating it back
and forth. Gently squeezing the foreskin, then playing the sides of the penis as
if it were a flute, Karin had kept Robbie's penis quite enthralled. 20 minutes
earlier, she had been pretending to climb his penis and fall down, while
crooning the nursery rhyme, "Itsy Bitsy Spider" At one point, for about 20
minutes, Karin had just flicked Robbie's penis over and over again...and then
alternating with little rubbing strokes just under the head. Mysteriously, she
hadn't jerked him off yet, so Robbie figured he was going to get to do his
business in her... "K-Karin..." Robbie was panting at this point. "Wh-Why don't
you take off your clothes, and my cuffs, and let's fu-make love, honey...I'm
real horny... Karin looked hurt. "Don't you like this, baby? Doesn't Mommy's
hand make baby feel good?" Robbie felt her hand pumping harder...up and down
rapidly, it went...Robbie closed his eyes. His legs began trembling. Suddenly
Karin stopped and pulled herself up. "I'm a little chilly, sweetheart" Karin
tapped Robbie's cheek and got up and left the room, Robbie of course was still
cuffed and lying prone on the bed with a purplish erection, streaming with
pre-ejaculate.
Robbie's dick felt like lead...it was almost numb in places. He had never had
this kind of stimulation before, and he'd slept with quite a few women. Robbie's
testicles felt quite full as well...although he'd just masturbated two days
before..he felt as if he hadn't cum in a year. What was with her? Why didn't she
want to make love...but he had to admit, this was very comforting...he was
getting lots of kisses on his mouth and neck, and a few hickeys that he'd have
to explain at the firm on Monday, and of course his penis was incredibly
stimulated...and Robbie felt taken care of...it was so tender, like having a
little massage from his mother when he was a baby, though Mom never looked like
this! Karin was such a hot girl...
"Honey? I'm back." Robbie looked up...and Karin had put a top on! Certainly it
was a tight little woven thing, but still, wasn't she supposed to be UNdressing?
"I told you I was cold, sweetheart..." Karin seemed to always be able to read
Robbie's mind. "Are-are we going to make love...why did you put something else
on?" He felt like crying, would he never get to see her naked? "Baby" whispered
Karin, ignoring the question " You are still so hard."Karin twiddled the head of
Robbie's dick, as he sighed mightily. "When we're married, I'll get laid all
night with that boner of yours."
"We're not going to make love until we're married?" Robbie asked piteously.
"Yes, of course." Karin replied..."After being such a wanton slut-"she
giggled-"all these years, I am going to be a nice girl for you...and save myself
for my wedding night." Robbie's heart sank as his cock rose. Jesus, he thought
we're not getting married for a year yet, not til next June. After screwing all
these guy s, you'd think Karin would hav the energy, or at least the lack of
morality, for at least one more...or at least let him see her naked! Karin took
a small bottle of lotion and squirted some into her right palm. She smiled at
her fiancee. "Well I've been stroking you with my dry hand all this time, now
for some sliding!"
And she lay down beside the prone, cuffed Robbie, and resumed necking with him,
he was dying to touch her, but of course his hands were cuffed. And she began
"sliding" her hand up and down Robbie's cock. As Karin nuzzled Robbie's neck,
she gripped his stiff penis as if it were a Louisville Slugger, and ran the
fingers up and down, the lotion making her fingers quite slippery. Robbie wanted
to cum tremendously, he felt like his dick was a fire hose that hadn't quite
gone off yet. Karin's fingers were seeming to sense where the especially
"Sensitive" areas of Robbie's engorged cock were, like the little spot just
below his penis head, and rubbed those with her index finger...over and over
with quite a bit of vigor.
Karin soon accelerated the motion of the rubbing, her silver long nails
glimmering in the lamplight...occasionally she would pause and scratch the head
of his cock with a long tip, and then resume sliding the palm up and
down...Robbie felt like he was having a full-body anyeurism. As he got ready to
cum, she would slow down, until his excitement faded a little, and then she
would start rubbing madly again, in effect keeping the cum just below the head
of his suffering organ.
Karin's tiny fist was still shooting up and down the si de of Robbie's cock an
hour later...she never seemed to quit! Robbie had often felt the familiar urge
to be on the edge of orgasm...with women, and after masturbation, but never had
he been on the edge for three hours before. At this point Robbie had just
accepted that they weren't going to have sex, and he just wanted to cum..why was
she taking so long?
Karin's tongue was flickering in and out of his mouth, and once they unlocked
lips just long enough for Robbie to see the outline of Karin's nipples under the
woven top. Just as Robbie thought he would burst, Karin slowed her pulling down
to a snails pace again. Robbie started frantically trying to shove his dick into
her grasp, and Karin slowed down even more, at one point teasing him by letting
go of his cock, and just waving her palms above the purple, waving head. It was
hell on Robbie, as, being cuffed from behind, he had to push himself up by his
shoulders and legs, and there was a charley horse in one of his thighs...but he
had to cum!
"I want to cum, please." Karin laughed "Good things come to those who wait...no
matter how you spell "come" Karin grasped Robbie's schlong again, and began
rubbing faster
Robbie looked at the digital clock in Karin's bedroom. She'd led him, naked and
cuffed into her bedroom around seven-thirty, and now it was nearly one a.m.
Still, he hadn't cum..she'd been stroking him for five or six hours. Karin's
masturbation exercises never lapsed either, she was still pumping him madly. Now
and then she'd rest her wrist and discuss what color her bridesmaid's shoes
would be next May, or something of equal inanity, and Robbie would have to wait,
hoping she'd start the cruel tease again, while wishing that she'd just let his
dick lapse...he'd given up a chance at cumming...this girl was a real sadist!
Now and then she'd stop also to squirt more lotion into her hand, and once to
take her scented handkerchief to wipe off the excessive pre-ejaculate rolling
down Robbie's crotch...
"Baby...are you really horny?" Karin asked, kissing Robbie's neck, and tickling
the underside of his cock madly...Robbie felt her long nails exploring the
different veins down there, and he almost wished, but not quite, that his cock
would just fall off, it felt so heavy and aroused. His scrotum felt as if it
were holding ball bearings instead of testicles. Yet, he was really, intensely
aroused. "Yes, K-Karin, I'm really, really horny." Karin chuckled deep into her
throat. "Really, really really horny?" "Oh please Karin, don't play this
game...If you're not going to let me cum." "Oh yes, it's time, I think...but my
private area is my own until our wedding night, you know, and I have enough of
this gook all over my hands...so I don't want to have you spooging into it."
Robbie looked at her beseechingly. "Well, why don't you unlock me? I'll...I'll
beat off, I guess." He hated admitting that he did this to a woman.
Karin sighed. "Oh, the key's in the living room somewhere...I have a better
idea." Karin jumped up and got some towels from the bathroom, and put them on
the bed, parallel to Robbie's crotch area, and then she rolled Robbie onto his
stomach, so his cock was pressed against the towels. "Why don't you rub up
against the towels, the way you'd rub up against me, Robbie?" Karin asked in her
little-girl voice. "Karin, this is ridiculous." Robbie exclaimed. "Can't you
just get the key--?" Karin looked hurt. "Honey, watching you hump the towel,
would just make me so horny...you know, I don't know for sure about waiting til
our wedding night...for me?" Back to the little-girl voice.
Robbie was elated at this, and quite horny as well, so he began humping the
towel, pressing his crotch over and over again into the towel and rubbing it
back and forth across the scratchy surface. "It's an old towel" Karin
apologized. "I used it to wash my Mom's dog a few times." Robbie closed his
eyes, thinking of Karin in her tube top earlier, and playing with his dick for
the last six or seven hours, and ground his penis against the towel. Karin began
slowly clapping her hands and singing "Go, Robbie, Go we know you can do it"
Robbie pushed his crotch further into the towel, now rolling his penis back and
forth across the material that had been last used to scrub down an Airedale
Retriever mutt mix. Suddenly, his legs were tightening, and he began the
familiar shaking all over...it was coming.
But then Karin grabbed Robbie's shoulders and held him! Robbie's cock stopped
twitching against the towel. Was she insane? "Sorry, baby...but I just wanted to
give you a little back rub..." Karin kissed the back of Robbie's neck. "Is that
all right?" "Sure, but baby, I was about to cum, I'm so horny. Can't you do it
later?" Karin's voice rose-Robbie of course couldn't see her face, being cuffed
on his stomach on the bed-"Don't you like my back rubs? You were telling me last
week that it seemed so unfair that you gave me hundreds of massages and I only
gave you one or two...what do you want, Robert?" Robbie beat his head into the
mattress. "Okay, sure... a backrub would be great." Karin laughed. "I thought
so.." she sat on the bed and began squeezing Robbie's shoulders, and Robbie felt
Karin spreading scented oil on his back and gradually Karin worked her way down
his back to his butt.
"Most men would enjoy this kind of attention." Karin murmured, as she squeezed
his bottom cheeks, her nails slightly scratching, as they were slippery with the
oil. Robbie felt Karin slightly spread his legs apart with her hands, and she
reached beneath his rear and gently pulled Robbie's penis, still very erect, in
between his legs. Robbie felt some pressure as his overstuffed balls were now
wedged against the bed, but otherwise it was not uncomfortable. "Robbie, can you
imagine if we'd just screwed like you wanted to?" Robbie felt Karin's forefinger
and fuck-you finger rub a little massage against the underside of his
penis..."We'd be done now, honey." Karin went on. "I'd be tired, and you'd be at
home, or crashed on my bed...but instead, you're still rarin' to go." Robbie
felt her massaging his penis from behind, and of course he became even more
erect...the natural direction for his dick to go was out in front of him, and so
there was slightly more pain in his crushed groin, but he forgot it in feeling
Karin's heavenly rubbing.
Finally, Karin gave Robbie permission to hump the bed again. "This time, you can
release, honey...just grind away!" Karin had pulled Robbie's butt up and gently
pushed his penis under his stomach again, and Robbie began to grind, pushing his
crotch deep into the towel. Harder and harder he pushed, trying to pretend it
was Karin's pussy he was fucking...OOOH. Robbie came hard...it w as the most
intense release he'd ever had. Just as Robbie came, the doorbell rang, and Karin
patted Robbie's ass, and went out to see who it was. Robbie, still focused on
his orgasm, thought it was unusually wet down there...he kept spurting and
spurting. Robbie was unaware that semen became backed up after much stimulation.
Finally the passion left him, and Robbie, feeling his crotch quite wet and
uncomfortable, wanted to get up.
Karin came back into the room. "Oh Robbie, a friend just came by. He's in the
living room." Robbie was still struggling with his hands cuffed. "Karin, can you
help me up? It's very uncomfortable down here." Robbie thought. "He? He who?"
Karin laughed. "It's my old boyfriend Toad...you remember him." Robbie looked
up over his shoulder, God it was wet down there. "You mean the furniture
refinisher? The one you were always complaining about? Who cheated on you?
What's he doing here?" Karin laughed, deep in her throat. "He just came by to
apologize, I think...he's been going through-" "Hey Karin." Came a deep voice
from the living room. "Who the fuck's clothes are these? Jesus, a faggot
alligator shirt." "Don't worry, Toad, honey." Called Karin. "They're my
brother's." "Your brothers?" said Robbie, his voice going down a little. "I'm
your fiancee. Doesn't he know?" Karin patted Robbie's shoulder. "Well, Toad's
made big inroads in Anger Management classes, but he's having a hard time
letting go. We get together and talk about what's happened, and I'm going to
break it to him soon...but I can't get you up now, Robbie...if he saw you, it
might not go well...the key to the handcuffs are in the living room, anyway."
"Karin, get in here," called Toad. "We're going to my house to see the waterbed,
it's incredible." Karin patted Robbie's shoulder. "I'll be back in a little."
Robbie began struggling. It was very wet around his crotch now...his erection
was gone..."But-" "Bye..." Karin left the room, and shut the door, and Robbie
lay in his own waste until five a.m.
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PART THREE
"Robbie, I am so disappointed in you." Karin leaned back on the sofa. She was
clad in a tank top and shorts and the tank top swelled in indignation as she
breathed hard. "What is this? Why are you so limp!" Robbie couldn't answer
Karin, as he was kneeling naked on a hassock in front of Karin, with his hands
tied and his mouth gagged. His erection he thought, wasn't limp at all. It was
sticking straight out, where Karin had been stroking it with the nails of her
right hand as she lounged on the couch,reading "Elle" magazine...As Karin idly
stroked Robbie's dick, Robbie been kneeling on the hassock with perfect posture,
as he was gently stroked by Karin for two hours now, and he felt quite horny.
Karin leaned over and pulled out the gag. "Answer me. Why is this erection
so-"she giggled "mediocre?" "I don't know what you mean, Miss Karin." Robbie
answered. He still couldn't believe the change in his relationship with his
beautiful fiancee in the past six weeks. "I'm really, really hard, and I wish I
could cum-" Robbie gulped. All he could get from Karin after being engaged six
months was these long teasing sessions...she said he wasn't really ready for a
sexual relationship with her, and she wanted them to wait for the altar...Robbie
objected to this, as he knew full well now that Karin was still sleeping with an
old boyfriend, but she said that would also stop when she and Robbie got
married. "It's just a physical thing between me and Toad, Robbie" Karin had
said, stroking Robbie's cheek. " I want to maintain high standards for you...and
I have to get a little R&R you know..and don't worry, baby...I'll give you some
fun with one of my special massages..."
Their routine for the "massages" went like this. First Robbie would give Karin
a regular massage, all over her back and rear end, and legs...sometimes he
would present her with a little gift he'd picked up, and when she became
somewhat aroused, the evening became rather physical. Robbie and Karin would
then neck for several hours-Robbie would feel Karin up, but just above the
waist according to her rules-and they'd tongue each other tremendously. Karin
would give Robbie these neck kisses and hickeys even-Although she never let
Robbie see her naked, Karin would gradually strip to bra and panties, and let
Robbie nuzzle her cleavage and rub up against her until he was horny and sweaty
and chomping at the bit. Then Karin would ask Robbie to take off his clothes,
and then the real fun began!
Karin would then tie Robbie down and slowly masturbate him...at first she'd let
him cum after a few hours of this seemingly endless handjob, and he'd stopped
pressuring her for regular sex...it was useless, and this teasing thing was
exciting! Sometimes Robbie would quake for 40 minutes to an hour as Karin
stroked, pulled, tapped and squeezed his organ. She'd tied him down to
hassocks, ottomans, ceiling hooks, the picnic table in the back yard, her bed,
once Karin had actually tied Robbie down under the table and played with his
poor, trembling dick with her toes as she studied for a grad school exam. Robbie
had never had such an experience in his life as he did when he was begging her
to let him cum, and often his balls would begin to feel like little weights
between his legs, as the backed up semen gathered.
At the end of the tease, Karin would finally stroke Robbie to orgasm-sometimes
if Robbie came before Karin wanted him to, she would feed the semen back into
his mouth with a spoon, which was frightening but intensely arousing as well-and
other times if Robbie begged too much, she'd make him jerk himself off. This
always made Robbie feel kind of rejected, as he loved spurting into Karin's palm
after a long, frustrating tease.
But recently Karin had begun stopping the tease without letting him release if
he'd done something to annoy her, like forgetting to pick up her dry cleaning.
If Karin didn't feel "appreciated" she wouldn't let him squirt! Of course after
Robbie'd leave Karin, he'd go home and jerk off if he hadn't cum, sometimes
several times in a night, thinking about her flimsy outfits and long, dancing
fingers...but he didn't let her know this. But she knew something was different,
and was she pissed.
"Robbie, this is bullshit. Last week when we had a playing session, your dick
was thick and bursting, and it was precumming all over the place. It was so neat
watching you pant and beg to cum...and I'm sorry I didn't let you, but you were
rude to Toad on the phone when he called.-" "He's not supposed to see you!"
Robbie shouted. He didn't have a lot of power behind the shout, as of course he
was naked and kneeling on a hassock, but he had to make his point, dammit.
"Toad's a friend, and I expect you to treat my friends with respect." Karin said
severely, as she leaned over and whacked Robbie on his member. "And I told you
I'd make it up to you this week if you were good, but you're just not as excited
as you were before." Karin flicked Robbie's dick at the tip with a nail and
Robbie squirmed. "I mean (giggle) you are a little hard, but the energy isn't
there!" Karin looked Robbie in the eye. "Are you seeing another woman, Robert?"
Robbie shook his head. "Absolutely not! Even though you've not given me any real
sex, I respect my engagement, unlike-"
Karin shook her head and got up and left the room, with Robbie still kneeling on
the hassock. "Karin come back!" Robbie yelled. But Karin was in her bedroom, a
room Robbie didn't see often, and she stayed there for ten minutes. Robbie
really wanted her to come back, and he called nicely "Karin, I'm sorry I got on
you about your personal relationships...please come back. Just get me off the
hassock, I'm about to fall!" No answer. Robbie tried to keep his balance, but it
was difficult. He had a charley horse in one thigh. "Please, Karin!" Robbie
wailed. "I can't stand here, honey!" Karin came back in the room with a box. She
sat down in front of the hassock again. "Robbie, you've either been seeing
another woman or choking your chicken-" Robbie looked abashed "That's it!" she
said triumphantly "You're a whack-off artist...that's a habit for sixteen year
olds, Jesus."
Karin cocked her head and looked seriously at her fiancee. "Honey, don't you
know that playing with yourself between our times together reduces your
affection for me-sometimes I've noticed when you come over and you're not
particularly horny you seem to take me for granted, you forget to open the car
door for me, once you actually asked me if I wanted to split the check one
night." Robbie looked downcast. He wasn't aware that Karin felt this way. Even
though she'd never let him sleep with her, or even given Robbie a blowjob, even
though she was clearly sleeping with one or two other guys, Karin was his
everything, and he'd never wanted to make her feel unhappy or undervalued.
As if reading his thoughts, Karin took her finger and pushed Robbie's chin up
and smiled at him. "Honey, when you're really, really excited about being with
me, when you've not been abusing yourself and your love juices are contained,
you are incredible! You treat me like a princess, take me everywhere, bring me
ice cream and little gifts...I feel so cherished. And then when I give you long,
long massages, you sweat and shiver and thrust your hard little winkie into the
air, and I get such a kick out of it, especially when I lift my hand up and you
have to raise up your things-that's funny." Karin smiled, and Robbie smiled
back, somewhat weakly. "And then when I finally let you cum, you are so
grateful, and just as sweet as can be, because it's a treat, not something that
happens every day, you know...? But now that you're whacking off like a madman,
and you are just lackadaisical. I just know you're spending time surfing porn on
the Internet, and what kind of a waste of time is that? Why can't you stop doing
this, baby..."
"Karin, I love you, but I get so frustrated and horny." Robbie confessed. "And I
get jealous about your fooling around with Toad and those other guys, and I just
want to jerk off...I love the teasing stuff, and I've even joined a couple of
newsgroups on the Internet that talk about teasing and denial of the male
orgasm-but I can't stay chaste...some of the men on those sites wear chastity
belts, but that's not me! " Robbie shook his head. "I'm not that kind of guy,
and I don't think I could wear one!" Karin held up the box she'd brought in the
room and shook it. "Are you sure, baby?"
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The first month that Robbie wore the "Thimble" was incredibly
frustrating...Although Karin was letting him cum about once every three days,
the shot-glass shaped metal object now covering his dick was incredibly
frustrating... Part of this was because, of course Robbie was a compulsive
masturbator...He'd see some girl with big hair, the kind he'd never have a
conversation with, walking down the sidewalk by his firm, or have a few
flirtatious words with the legal secretary of one of his partners, and then
he'd run off to the firm public restroom, squirt a little pink soap from the
sink into his palms, and dive into the stall, and wank, pausing impatiently as
people came in and out of the lavatory, having irritatingly long conversations.
Robbie's closet was jammed with porn tapes and empty Astroglide containers...
Now Robbie was horny all the time...he was stupid enough to watch his favorite
porn tape "Inspector Fellatio" once with the "Thimble" on, and realized the
metal cap wasn't actually big enough to hold his erection...he'd had to shut off
the tape and jump in the shower immediately. He now tried not to look at the
teenyboppers at the mall, but he still did, and sometimes tried to release by
humping the "Thimble" against the bed at home...but it was just painful. Karin
now had taken to inviting Robbie over more and more to dinner, and she was
always wearing either a tiny, clinging shirt, with a push up bra that bulged her
cleavage, or some sort of lingerie-a lace teddy or a Merry Widow, and thigh
high stockings with garters, and spike heels, patting him on the cheek...you'd
think she wanted to get it on, with all that, but she had locked him into the
damn belt!
"B-but why?" Robbie had asked Karin as she'd locked on the chastity belt. "I
don't jerk off that much, and I love you." If she really was eager for Robbie to
be horny, why the hell wouldn't she let him sleep with her after nearly three
years of dating and siz months of engagement?
"Robbie, I just want to know that you're not easing your tensions elsewhere."
Karin responded, patting his metal crotch. " When you jerk off and think of some
other girl, or even think of me when you're away from me, it's like you're
cheating on me...I know that I am still seeing other men, but I'm so used to
regular sex! You've really not slept with that many real-time women, have you
sweetie?" Robbie shook his head, his neck scarlet. Robbie had been so astonished
and pleased when Karin had agreed to go out with him the first time, and she was
only his second girlfriend in about ten years.
Karin still tied Robbie down once or twice a week and played her "massaging"
games on his cock Rub, rub rub, stroke stroke..."This is how I like you,
darling, " she'd say, playing her fingers along the underside of Robbie's
straining cock, as he moaned and shook, stark naked with the cuffs behind him.
"See, you haven't cum in what is it? Four days? No, I played with you Sunday,
but we didn't have time (giggle) for you to come. Six days! You haven't cum,
and look at your enthusiasm! It's incredible!" Robbie's dick was soaked in
pre-cum, and it was rather purple that day. His balls were incredibly
swollen-sometimes he'd have to go home and ice his testicles after one of their
marathon massages...he couldn't rub it on his cock as Karin would've already
locked on the belt! And today, as he rang the doorbell, Robbie was thinking to
himself...he'd heard Karin discussing a possible reduction in orgasms...a
"behavior modification" program, she called it.
Karin smiled and hugged Robbie as she opened the door for him. . " Oh,
baby..have I got a surprise for you!" Oooh.
