Anya was really good at following instructions; she almost never refused to do anything I asked her. In the second month of our relationship, I had to go to Dubai. Before leaving, I had told her that she was not allowed to cum until I returned. During the entire trip, she sent me nudes and begged me to let her cum as it was messing with her head. I refused, but to make it fair, I told her that I would not masturbate either. I stuck to my word and didn’t masturbate for the five days I was there. I could literally feel my balls getting heavier each day that I didn’t cum. Every minor thing was turning me on, and Anya was getting creative with her nudes. I was sure that if a strong wind blew by my crotch, I would explode.
I landed back in Delhi on Friday afternoon. I went home to freshen up after the short flight. After taking a short nap, I showered and drove to her apartment complex, which was half an hour away. En route, to her place I bought a rose bouquet as a small reward for her.