Crystal lamented the fact that she had not recently administered as much discipline to me as she had hoped, so over the following three weeks I submitted to some severe canings and strappings. During that time, I did not go to the clinic. Also during that time, Crystal and Lynn developed a new session that I signed up for in advance.

Crystal cryptically suggested, while giggling at the same time, that I refrain from ejaculating for a few days prior to the session, and also to find ways of avoiding ejaculation while being stimulated. I researched the subject and found some information on doing Kegel exercises (for increased ejaculatory pleasure), and also exercises that were the opposite of the Kegels, for holding back ejaculating. I wanted to practice for a couple of weeks before going to the new session, so Crystal and I did not see each other much during that period. Then I showed up for the session.

Lexie, a nurse with wavy blonde hair, a sensuous mouth, and full lips, came to get me when I signed in at the clinic. She watched while I took off my clothes, and smiled when my boner stuck out like a flagpole.

She bound my wrists to a spreader bar and hoisted it well above my head.

"The object of this session," Lexie began, "is for you to see how long you can last while I try to make you cum. I'm going to stimulate you until you ejaculate, and the longer you last, the better. We'll do this at least once during this session. If you pop off within one minute, then you get thirty strokes of the cane. If you last more than one minute, but less than two, you get twenty five strokes. Five less strokes for each minute you refrain."

This was a devious system of rewards, since I have heard that discipline administered after the relief of ejaculation, has much more subjective punishment than if it's administered while the male is aroused. Since I had refrained from ejaculation for several days, I knew it would not take much, or very long, for me to spurt, particularly when handled by a skilled and attractive seductress such as Lexie. This, in spite of my practicing with delaying of ejaculation.

Lexie's slight overbite protruded from her mouth as she smiled sweetly. She picked up a spray bottle and squirted several spurts of vegetable-oil based lubricant on her hands until they were dripping. She approached me and placed her hands around my testicles and boner, keeping still while looking at the wall clock behind me. "I'll start at the beginning of the next minute..."

After waiting a bit, Lexie started hand-jobbing me - very gently and gingerly spreading the oily mixture all around. Then she lightly and repeatedly pulled on my flagpole with a twisting motion; I brought my attention to the fore and tried to oppose the forces that Lexie was using to persuade my semen to come out at the earliest possible time. As she kept up the relentlessly sensual manipulation, I felt myself helpless to delay her efforts.

"Auuuugh!" I exclaimed as my sexuality erupted in her hands. She cupped them around my pulsing member as I freely spurted forth.

"Fifty six seconds - you get the full thirty strokes. Just a few more seconds and you'd have gotten five less," she said. She waited a couple of minutes until my arousal had diminished, retrieved a whippy cane, and dealt the thirty strokes. I did indeed feel them more keenly than I would have if they'd been given before my ejaculation.

Lexie let my glowing bottom cool off for a few minutes. Then she worked up a lather with some soap, and thoroughly washed my cock and testicles, and mentioned that this was in preparation for the next part of the session.

When she sensed that I was good to go again, Lexie donned a disposable glove on her right hand, and unbuttoned her uniform top. I saw that her pert nipples were hard, and the fact that she was aroused contributed to my arousal. She watched with a smile as my boner steadily rose to the occasion. She generously lubricated both hands and cupped my testicles in them, and watched for an opportune time to start the stimulation.

I did reasonably well resisting her efforts to make me cum, and my previous ejaculation helped matters. Still, she was able to get me hard very quickly. Her touch and her facial expressions had a definite effect on me, however, and before long I had to consciously resist her. At that point she inserted a lubricated finger in my back way and applied just the right kind of pressure and motion to my prostate and rectal nerves. Her merciless pumping of my cock at the same time served to produce the inevitable result - I felt my erect member helplessly approach, then surpass, the point of inevitability. My cock pulsed in her hand a few times before ejecting wads of semen to the accompaniment of her satisfied smile.

"Well, that took two minutes and forty seconds - so you get, let's see, twenty strokes of the cane."

Lexie dispassionately administered the cane with firm whippy strokes, provoking increasingly anguished vocal reactions from me.

After I described the session to Crystal, she looked at the results of her creation of the session with pride. I submitted to her desire to use her strap-on, and she eagerly and energetically fucked me over an extended time. Later, my third ejaculation of the day jetted into Crystal's creamy pussy.