"I brought something else Steve, something I think you will like."
He looked up and to both his horror and his excitement he saw the large black feather in her hand.
"Now this will be hard for you, but I want you to make sure you don't cum yet. I just want to play with you tonight." Steve closed his eyes tight and grimaced as he braced himself.
The first stroke of the feather on his cock caused his whole body to spasm and shudder and Gloria grinned, knowing that this was going to be most entertaining. He gritted his teeth tightly as she slowly ran the feather up and down his tortured dick, giggling as he struggled, sweat pouring off of his body. As she lightly stroked him she wondered how long he could hold out.
When he woke up on that Saturday morning he was more disoriented than usual. The assault Gloria had waged on his penis with the feather had lasted well into the night, and eventually the stimulation was too much for him and he passed out, the strain of holding back his flood too much to maintain.
As he slowly regained consciousness, he sighed, both a sigh of frustration but also of bliss as his cock was still obscenely hard, having been teased all night, but now that Gloria had fallen asleep on his body it was even harder.
She lay across his chest with her gorgeous breasts smooshed up into his pecs. He could feel her hard nipples throbbing on his body as she breathed heavily and had one foot tucked up under his aching balls while the other was planted at the root of his cock. As she slightly stirred, she moved the sole of her right foot up and gently stroked him, causing a light whimper to escape his lips.
He couldn't be sure if it was an accident, being that she was asleep, or was due to her being so devoted to blue-balling him that she was able to do it unconsciously. Either way, once again the morning found him bound, naked, helpless, hard and throbbing. A state he was fast getting used to.
As she slowly woke up, aware of his slight stirring and light moans, she kissed him deeply.
"Wow, last night was something wasn't it?"
Steve nodded weakly in agreement as he felt her hot flesh on his and burned in desire. Her work on him with the feather had sent him into levels of super arousal he did not think physically possible and a few times he had been so desperate and throbbing he literally started to hallucinate. Still remembering her promise to get him off eventually, he hoped that today would be that day. Playfully he began to hump her foot, enjoying the sensations of her silky sole as it rubbed against his hardness.
"Naughty Naughty!" she playfully sang as she suddenly bounded out of bed.
On the nightstand she retrieved her remote control and freed Steve from the manacles. Again he grabbed his wrists and rubbed them as he had been thrashing so wildly the night before he was worried that he may have done permanent damage.
As he stood there before her, cock drooling copious pre-cum onto the floor, obviously desperate and rubbing his wrists, Gloria suddenly walked over to him and cupped his balls in her hand.
"So far you are being a very good boy and you just might get to empty these babies by the end of the weekend after all."
To Steve's BIG surprise she then leaned down and lightly kissed the very end of his cock, licking the precum off with her tongue and licking her lips as she looked up at his face and winked. Seeing this he shivered and closed his eyes, overcome with the feelings rushing through his body, he suddenly felt unsteady on his feet and placed his hand on her back as she continued a very very very long wet kiss on his desperate tool.
Standing up straight she looked him in the eyes.
"Now, how about some eggs, and maybe sausage links" she winked, and slapped his ass as he went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
Steve had been naked for an entire week now, and had somewhat adjusted to his enforced nudity, but he still did not understand the subtleties of cooking naked. Gloria, now to his disappointment, was wearing her silk dressing gown and giggled from the living room as she watched him twitch and jump as hot grease would occasionally splash on his exposed naughty bits.
