The Arrangement
They had an arrangement, an agreement. She was only allowed to cum when he gave permission, but that was not as often as she liked. They didn’t live together so there was many a night when she slept alone, wanting his touch. So he agreed to give her a certain amount each week she could have by herself. He had been generous, giving her more than she could make in a week, even the horny ones.
This particular week she was on a little bit of a restriction. She had forgotten to ask on her specified night for her allotted orgasms for the week and so she was docked a few, given 5 for the week. She was good for the first part of the week, only having 3 by Friday. But Saturday caught her off guard and she used her last two during the day, leaving none for that evening.
The thought of begging for more was excruciating, she hated to beg. But she asked anyway, deciding to take the hit if needed. He granted 2 more after getting a rather creative reason as to why she should have more; she was thinking of him and got carried away, all too true for her. That was one for Saturday night and one more for Sunday.