[m4f] orgasm denial on a snow day

It's a cold morning here in the Northeast, with a "potentially historic" blizzard outside, but I wake up under warm covers, next to the loving girlfriend who gets unfettered delight out of teasing me until I ache and my balls are blue. And still not letting me cum.

As I shift towards you in bed, there may not be any particular visible evidence of my submission. Maybe a collar around my neck, still in place from the night before. Maybe a pair of handcuffs on the nightstand next to you, ready to encircle me once again when the mood strikes you.

Or maybe not. Maybe the only evidence is the aching morning wood that I've woken up with, pressing against my pair of black boxers, and the whimpering sound I make as you turn towards me, smiling, kissing my neck as you reach down and stroke me once...twice...three times...and then stop. And tell me to get out of bed and bring you some coffee.

Maybe the only evidence is the way I groan in a mixture of agony and pleasure, obediently rolling out of bed while you stay under the covers. Or the way it takes me a few seconds to steel myself to make my way across the room, moving awkwardly as I try to walk-off my aching hard-on.

Or the way you giggle and slip back under the cover as I glance back at you; desperate, longing, and ever so appreciative that you love doing this to me.

With the snow outside, neither of us are going anywhere.

And from your smile and the way you cast a glance at those handcuffs, I can tell it's going to be a frustrating day. At least for one of us.