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I had been in this position since she had brought me to the edge of orgasm, then stopped. Accordingly, I was still trembling, desperate to cum, and would do almost anything she asked.She had brought me to the verge of cumming four times in the last twenty-four hours, once waking me out of a sound sleep to do so, but each time, when I was trembling, and just about to cum, she had stopped. I wanted to scream and beg and plead, but she had forbidden me even to do that. I was forced to endure this agony in total silence, which was almost harder than not cumming.“Mouse,” she finally said, while continuing to look at the magazine she was reading.“Mistress?”“Go get your rain coat.”“Mistress? It’s not raining out.”She looked at me over the magazine, and I quailed. She was not pleased. “I said, go get your rain coat.”This time I leapt up, ran to get my coat from the downstairs closet, ran back with it, and held it out to her.“Put it on.”Quickly, I put it on.She looked at me, annoyed. “And.

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