"I wanna try something anon." You raise an eyebrow, turning your face away from the computer screen. Kronii, the Mistress of Time, was standing in front of you with her hands behind her back. You move your swivel chair to face her.
It was 7 PM in the evening, you were finishing up on a report for work.
"What is it?" You ask, the way she smiled at you, it felt like you were going to have some "fun" time with Kronii.
She kneels down, taking out what she had hid behind her. It was one of her gloves, removed from her hand. She pulls down your shorts and underwear, your flaccid and unerect cock flops downwards.
She stretches out the glove over your dick, as if it was a condom. You clench your jaw at the chaffing of the silk rubbing against your shaft. Kronii had very small and dainty hands, the glove was never gonna be a perfect fit and only reached halfway.
"Well that's as far as it can go." Kronii gives you a smile as she tightens her now naked fingers around the glove, stroking it slowly at first before she amped the tempo into violent tugging.
You can't help but grind your teeth and dig your nails into your thigh. It's such an odd feeling, the inner lining of the glove was warm and moist from her hand sweat, it's surface caused more friction on your skin, making every piston painful and hot.
You're such a fucking degenerate however that this low key cock torture makes you more excited, you can feel the power building up in your lower regions.
You start groaning out in anticipation for the incoming nut, throwing your head back seconds away from your climax.
Then nothing.
You look back down, you stare with frustration at the shit eating grin on Kronii's face.
"Not so fast." She drawls out in a mocking manner.
Time dilation of course, she was denying your orgasm as long as possible. Your dick was still swollen, the flood of semen contained by a dam of Kronii's making.
You're so fucked.
She repeats the same process, tightening her grip on the glove and tugging on your poor dick like it was a toy. You ground your teeth to the point you can hear it. Your cock is on fucking fire, you're definitely gonna need to see the doctor after this.
Once again your are about to reach climax, at this point your punching your thighs in agony, and again Kronii abuses her powers to deny you.
She does this for another 30 minutes, in that time your mind has gone blank because of the excruciating suffering. You weren't even fully conscious when Kronii finally allowed you to cum.
You look down, Kronii's face was drenched in your milk. She had removed the glove just seconds before you finally let it all out. She wipes it away with her hands, licking some of it.
She crawls towards your dick as if to survey the damage, it's red and pulsating, like a freshly plucked drained turkey.
She looks up to you, her face a mixture of impish mockery and sympathetic concern.
"I'll go get an icepack." She says finally, going to the kitchen.
You just sit there, absolutely drenched in your sweat, panting like a dog.
It fucking hurts.
It felt fucking good.