"You've been a very good boy for me, haven't you? Edging and obeying and conditioning yourself for me. Do you think you deserve a reward?"

He grimaced, barely stopping his orgasm. Again. "If you think so, mistress," he replied through gritted teeth.

She smirked. "Right answer. Well, since you've been so good for me, I think I'll give you an orgasm."

"What?" he said surprised. 

Then, delighting in his good fortune: "Thank you thank you thank you mistress now may I...!?" 

"It'll be in the mail," she cut him off.

The call suddenly ended. 

He sat for a moment in shock. Maybe she would call him back? 

A few hours later, he got an email from her with a UPS tracking number. 

He pulled it up on their website. It showed a package from her would be there in a week.

Of course she had chosen the slowest possible delivery method. 

There was nothing to do but wait. 

Over the next few days, he kept up his edging and mantras routine. Regular brainwashing was important to his submission. It was also important to be ready for his gift when it arrived. He began to have surreal fantasies about sexy postwomen and rubbing himself off against a cardboard box. He pulled up the tracking information frequently on his phone, tracking his orgasm across the country. 

Finally, it was package day. 

The box sat propitiously on his front porch when he arrived home.

He grabbed it and went inside. He edged himself one more time, preparing for her gift. Internally, he gave thanks to his mistress for the bounty he was about to receive. He reverently opened the cardboard and put his hand inside. 

He felt something metal. 

He pulled it out.

A kitchen implement. 

He felt confused. 

He reached into the box to see if there was anything else and found a folded note. He opened it. 

It read: 

"This is not an orgasm. 

This is a blender. 

Enjoy! 

-XOXO Me"

He pictured her laughing face. He hated/loved/needed her. 

He went into the kitchen, took a picture with the new blender, and sent it to her. She replied with a heart emoji. 

Somewhat chastened, he went to check the rest of his mail. There were bills, advertisements, and one scammy looking letter with no return address. Reluctantly he took it inside and decided to open it. 

The scent hit him first. 

Then he read the words. 

"Read your mistress.

Obey your mistress. 

CUM RIGHT NOW!" 

He exploded into orgasm right there in his couch. He was so shocked that he was halfway through before he entirely figured out what was happening to him. 

After a few moments of recovery, he picked up the letter again. There was more. 

"XOXO  Me," read the signature. 

"P.S. Turn me to the back."

On the back, there was just one word in all caps.

"AGAIN!"