There was little I could do to stop her. She had me shackled down good, my hands stretched above me and my feet spread wide apart. The stretched-open position put me in the most vulnerable state possible. I could hardly move a muscle. Even worse, I was naked with an ever-present hard-on. Lori made sure to keep it that way. Unlike the last time when she masturbated me continuously and forced me to repeatedly eject, this time she made me hold back. She played with my cock just enough to keep it hard but not enough to get me off. I wanted to, of course. I wanted it desperately! My cock begged to be jacked off and got close several times, but Lori wouldn’t let me. She brought me just to the edge and then let go. “Poor John!” She pretended to express sympathy. “Poor John is so hard and horny, and mean Lori won’t let him get off.”