I thought I was able to get through it without the temptation. I was so very wrong. Being forced into celibacy I tried to find ways to control my 'urges' but Beatrice always found ways to torture me. Whenever I've tried to focus on something less arousing like reading War and Peace, she'll appear wearing little to nothing at all (damn her for being so confident in her skin!) or whenever she needs help out of the tube my wrists would burn if I'd dared tried to fondle her. Damn her for being so sadistic! After a long hard month the worst was on the last day.

"Good morning, Kesslee. You sleep well?" I looked at her with tired eyes. No, I did not sleep well I wanted to say to her but held my tongue. For a long 29 days of sleeping separately she decides to sleep in my bed but no sexual contact was to be involved. So though the whole night while she was lying next to me completely naked I kept getting burned by trying to touch her. To make it even worse I've had dreams us fucking like animals that I would often wake up with a raging hard on like the one I've having at this very moment. Beatrice was only wearing a thong and nothing else.

"Why do you make this so hard for me?" I asked staring at the rough textures of the wall. While it has been hard for me being forced into celibacy I've been able to control my 'far-sightedness' easily. I practically know how my apartment it made (not to mention I've cleaned it a billion times after seeing the germs and dirt). As always she was not making this easy for me, my sight went back to normal vision once I've felt her lips on mine. To make matters worse she pressed her body against mine making it so tempting to touch her. While we were kissing I felt something being implanted behind my neck. "What is that?" I asked, feeling the rectangular thing against my hair line. She stood on her knees looking down on me with a smile. The way she posed herself was so exotic I wanted to touch her yet I knew the consequences if I did.

"Something to help you feel energized," she said hold out a silver remote to me. Once she clicked that remote I felt very awake like I've taken 5 shots of RedBull at once. "Now that you're awake let's go to work," she said quickly leaving me to the other room to her workspace. Beatrice might be sadistic to me but she was one hell of an inventor and weapons specialist. One particular weapon I like the most was the Drainer, it literally sucks all the water out of a person. "Deadly and useful," said Beatrice after showing a live demonstration on a unruly worker.

Through most of the day I was alert, focused and not to mention in a very good mood that some of my men have actually asked if I was ill. If happiness is a sickness I want to get infected more often. Little did I know at the end of the day it was going to get worse.

During work I was at meeting with other company members. Rather boring but I was in such a good mood I didn't mind then suddenly I started laughing. "What's so funny, Kesslee?" one of the members asked nervously. From previous experience they've seen 'unpredictable' behavior by me, most of them involving me killing one of them. Today I didn't have any plans of 'terminating' an employee but I was not expecting laughter. After one of the members asked me the question it only made me laugh harder.

"God damn you!" I said, I wanted to sound angry but I was laughing instead. I thought the spontaneous laughter was bad, the other feeling I was experiencing was worse and it was a very familiar feeling too. "Oh no," I breathed as I felt myself become overpowered by arousal. To make matters worse I was about to climax.

"Oh God….Please…not now," I pleaded with clenched hands on the table and my head down. While I was literally about to cum in my pants the other members where calling for emergency help, help came too late. "Bea!" I screamed out her name in ecstasy throwing my head back looking at the ceiling. The moment lasted a few seconds but with all these people here it felt longer then that. Already my face was turning red from embarrassment and lust, standing up from the chair I left the office and went back to my apartment to confront her. As always I was unprepared.

"You sadistic bitch," I said coming out of the elevator and into my apartment. She was in the living room fully dressed and working. While I was angry she was absolutely calm. Ignoring my insult she went back to finishing the last of her new creation. "So how was work?"

"It went fine until you made me laugh and orgasmed in front of my co-workers!" I shouted at her, I was furious with her, in fact in that moment I hated her. Beatrice turned her attention to me still unfazed then looked down at her watch. "It's almost 11:30."

"And what does the time have to do with anything?" I asked in heated anger. She stood up from the chair, the small intelligent smile appeared meaning she was up to something.

"It means, Kesslee that in five minutes," she said her shirt and pants coming off in seconds wearing a red teddy underneath. "That you get to have this in five minutes."

"Is this a trick?" I asked from experience. She shook her head coming closer to me.

"Nope, the day I punished you it happened at 11:30 and I did that embarrassing thing to get you out of that office a little quicker,"

"But you embarrassed me, what if I get fired?" I asked, I wanted to be angry with her like I was previously yet I wasn't. Beatrice grabbed me by the collar and lead me to the bedroom. "Would it matter?"

"I…I," I was at a loss for words when she kissed me, dragging me down to bed with her. In those minutes she undressed me, kissing every part of my flesh exposed till I was finally naked. On the last minute she rubbed her wetness against my shaft, causing me to ache. While she teased me I kept my eye on the clock, that last minute felt like an eternity until finally it changed to 11:30. "Finally!" I shouted forcing her all fours entering her. I heard her gasp in pleasure, "Oh God, you're bigger then before!"

"And you're even tighter then ever," I panted as I went faster and harder, wanting to feel her flesh against mine I leaned myself against her back with one hand on her breast and the other messaging her clit. I heard her moan in delight as I pinched her nipple hard while making light circular motions against her pleasure button. "Oh Kesslee…."

"Please….call me Jude…."

"Jude….you're such…a great…..OH MY GOD!" Once I felt her juices flow I couldn't hold myself any longer. I gasped as I felt myself burst inside her with such intensity she orgasmed again. Once the orgasm pasted we began to relax unto the bed with me still on top of her. Wrapping my arms around her slender waistline I said into her soft hair, "Don't…ever….leave me dry like that again."

"Believe me, Jude, I plan on not doing that myself." She rolls on her back looking up at me drawing me closer for a kiss. For a while we kissed, letting hands explore what has been denied for a month. Once my hands were on her breasts I asked, "Hey Beatrice?"

"Yes," she asked with her eyes closed pretending to be asleep but the way she had her chest out to me took me she wasn't. I pulled the lingerie back then proceeded to suck her erect nipple making her sigh in passion. Before I went to the other I went on with my question with a hard as iron member against her wet slit knowing she was in need. "Can we do it again?" Knowing the answer she let me in and the act of love repeated itself again.