On Saturday evening, after a good deal of discussion, my wife and I signed a chastity contract. I found the template on the internet (I can’t remember where, sorry) and then tweaked it to make it more applicable and realistic for our life together. She had it in her possession for about a week before we finally took the plunge.
What follows is the text of the contract in full:
Chastity Contract
Definitions
CHASTITY DEVICE—Any lockable wearable device designed for continuous wear to prevent masturbation, infidelity, control sexual urges or aggression, or sexual intercourse, hereafter referred to as the CAGE.
USER—The individual who will wear the cage, hereafter referred to as the HUSBAND. By definition the HUSBAND has surrendered the control of his sexual organs and services to the KEYHOLDER.
KEYHOLDER—The individual who will hold the key and the control for the cage, hereafter referred to as the WIFE. By definition, the WIFE is the individual entrusted to have absolute say in the use of the user’s sexual organs and services.
Term of Confinement (caging)
Husband will wear the cage for as long and for as often as determined by Wife.
Hygiene
Husband is responsible for daily cleaning of cage.
Husband will notify Wife immediately of any concerns regarding function or cleanliness of cage.
Wife will permit at least one removal of cage in a 24-hour period for cleaning and shaving.
Husband agrees that such release may be supervised and agrees to all terms of release as set forth by Wife, including restraints if deemed necessary.
Husband agrees that during release for cleaning he will shave accordingly to keep genital area free from hair.
Husband agrees that he will immediately re-secure cage after all cleanings unless otherwise instructed by Wife.
Both parties acknowledge that a release from cage may be permitted for medical or extreme discomfort issues. However during such release no sexual releases are permitted and, once medical condition is rectified, immediate return of the cage will commence without delay.
Keys
Wife will have total rights to determine location and possession of all keys to said cage.
Wife will carry one key on her person at all times that husband is locked.
Wife will wear one key as an adornment whenever husband is locked and such an adornment is appropriate attire.
Husband will not attempt to defeat or escape the cage in any way.
Husband agrees that when unlocked for hygiene or other approved reasons, no sexual release (orgasm) is permitted. If masturbation is attempted and/or carried out, punishment as outlined in the contract will be applied.
Husband agrees that he will re-secure cage immediately and notify Wife of said action.
Sexual Release (orgasm)
Husband forfeits all right to have an orgasm to the will of his Wife and will receive orgasm only by her unsolicited approval.
Wife is given sole discretion of how Husband’s orgasms will be achieved.
Husband acknowledges and agrees that Wife has certain sexual needs that may need fulfilled and that orgasms for Wife do not necessitate orgasms for Husband.
Husband agrees to satisfy Wife by whatever means Wife deems necessary for sexual gratification.
Husband agrees to allow Wife to seek and engage with third parties (male or female) for sexual gratification.
Husband agrees that orgasms may be accompanied by being restrained as determined by Wife.
Husband agrees that Wife may uncage husband for the means of sexual play but that no orgasm is permitted until Wife permits one.
Husband agrees to use any sexual aids such as (but not limited to) strap-ons, vibrators, dildos, and other artificial aids to satisfy Wife.
Husband agrees that Wife may use cages mentioned above in addition to other restraints on Husband and Husband will have no say in objecting to such cages
Non-Sexual Releases (uncaging)
Husband agrees that Wife may uncage Husband out of good nature and that such a release from cage is not grounds for orgasm.
Wife understands and Husband agrees that release from caging may be required for extenuating circumstance such as medical appointments.
Husband agrees to abide by all directions from Wife during such releases.
Husband agrees to re-secure cage upon command from Wife and to inform her of this action.
General Understandings
Both parties agree that every day life decisions such as child development, household finances, and other marital decisions outside the bedroom will have no effect on terms of this agreement, and that such decisions made can have no impact on the terms of this agreement.
Husband agrees and understands that Wife may use various methods to tease and torment Husband at any time. Furthermore, Husband understands that he has no say in such teasing and that Wife may continue at will.
Wife understands that she is free to receive any form of sexual gratification needed from Husband during periods of Husband’s confinement.
Wife understands, and Husband agrees, that Wife is free to receive any sort of sexual gratification needed from any third parties of her choosing (male or female) during periods of Husband’s confinement.
Husband understands and agrees that he is one hundred percent sexually and romantically loyal and devoted to Wife except as she may direct otherwise.
Husband is aware that rewards—up to and including orgasm—may be given for good behavior, including but not limited to pampering, chores accomplished, dinner dates, gifts, massages, and other ideas Husband comes up with.
Husband agrees to accomplish chores and tasks as directed by Wife.
Both parties agree that modifications to this agreement may be needed during the period of this agreement and that such modifications can be made as long as both parties are in agreement.
Penalties and Punishments
Both parties agree that deviation from contract will result in either cancellation of contract or punishments to correct errant behavior.
Breach of contract by Wife will constitute a cancellation of contract.
Cancellation of contract will result in immediate release of Husband from cage.
Breach of contract by Husband will be handled at the discretion of the Wife as outlined below.
Unauthorized removal of cage will result in a seven-day period of lock up and denial for Husband. Absolutely no sexual releases will be allowed for Husband during this penalty period.
Unauthorized removal of cage that includes a sexual release will result in a fourteen-day period of lock up and denial for Husband. Again, absolutely no sexual releases will be allowed for Husband during this penalty period. Additional punishment may be added as determined by Wife.
Husband agrees that additional restraining, flogging, private or public humiliation, servitude, and any other means of punishment may be administered by Wife to correct or punish infractions from contract.
Husband agrees that failure to accept terms of punishment for infractions is means for immediate termination of this agreement.
Date________________ Upon signing of contract Husband is to immediately secure said cage and hand over keys to Wife. Terms of this contract commence upon transfer of keys.
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Krysten was unlike any woman you had ever met. She was funny as hell and she radiated confidence and strength and to say you were instantly attracted to her was an understatement.
It was no secret to you that you were attracted to a strong, independent woman. It was also no secret that you had a strong desire to be with a sexually dominant woman.
But you had recently broken up with a woman who showed no respect for your boundaries so you wished to take it slow. You had even told Krysten that, without much detail.
She understood. Yet... Here you were in her apartment, half naked with Krysten atop you in nothing but lingerie with her heels still on.
Your whole body felt so good and she somehow had you wrapped around her finger and obeying her every command.
"Look at you, y/n. So willing, so compliant." She purred rubbing her hands over your exposed chest.
"Krysten." You moaned softly.
"I know, cutie. We'll take it slow." She spoke warmly before leaning down bringing her head next to yours.
"Agonizingly slow. I'm going to edge you until your brain leaks from your skull and you'll be begging me to lock you in steel." She whispered, you gasped and whimpered, squirming underneath. She then slowly pushed herself up her pussy grinding on your dick.
"So... What color are you feeling right now?" Krysten asked, her fingers gently caressing your chest. The question made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Things were moving fast but you felt safe and comfortable with her.
"Green." You said with confidence.
"Good." She growled with a hunger that made you sink deep into subspace. She reached behind and swung back with cuffs in her hands. One by one your hands were secured to the bed. She then grabbed a bottle of lube and sat on your body her gorgeous ass close to your face.
She then went to work on your cock with a mix of the most amazing, sensual verbal teasing alongside an expert touch that had you going crazy with pleasure.
She edged your cock for what felt like hours. Pleasure beyond your imagination but never letting you cum. Your cock could only cry tears of frustration. Your dick becoming more and more sensitive until you called out 'Orange' as pleasure started to turn into pain.
Krysten hands let go. "Good boy! You lasted so much longer than I expected." She praised. She looked back.
"You think you still have the strength to pleasure your Goddess." She purred. You nodded eagerly to which she could only smile.
"God.. you really are something else. I love it." She squealed as she briefly stood up to rid herself of her panties.
Her pussy was already soaking wet before she smothered your face and you got to taste her sweet nectar.
And just as she predicted by the time the scene was over and the two of you were chatting you wanted to explore things further.
"Krysten?" You asked quietly, comfortably curled up against her.
"Hmm?" She hummed.
"w.would you like to cage my cock? Own my pleasure, my orgasms. Make me yours for a while?" You asked. She started laughing.
"What a strange way to ask me out for a second date." She teased you.
"But yes... I'd love to own such a sweet boy like you." She stated. It left your heart racing and wanting to find out if you'd finally found the right woman.
"Of course," Sophie said softly to herself with a smile.
She'd not yet been outside in her backyard for five minutes and already her next door neighbor had found a reason why he needed to be outside as well.
It didn't matter whether she was sunbathing. Gardening. Cutting the grass. Or just relaxing. If she was outside it was almost a certainty that it was only a matter of time until David would be as well.
With anyone else it might have come across to her as a little unnerving. Maybe even a little creepy. Or pervy. But it never felt that way with David.
He was an older gentleman who'd always been nothing but kind to her. Polite. Helpful. Respectful.
His one 'vice', if it could be called that, was how much of a struggle it was for him to resist the temptation of enjoying the view provided by his gorgeous next door neighbor.
And truthfully, Sophie was well aware how unfair it would be to put all of the blame on him. After all, she intentionally did not make it easy on him.
Leggings and tight lycra top. Skin tight exercise shorts and sports bra. Bikini swimsuits that maximized her tan. She loved that little rush of sexual power she felt every time a man was unable to keep from gazing at her with longing.
And given that David lived next door he was practically her own captive audience. Always there when she felt the urge to lure. To entice. To tease.
Today though she was feeling particularly bold.
Particularly mischievous.
Particularly curious.
And particularly hungry to unleash her inner, merciless cocktease on some unsuspecting gentleman.
And given the way he was looking so especially vulnerable today, his resistance clearly defenseless against her black plunging sports bra and ultra short workout shorts, Sophie decided today was the day to truly put him to the test and have some fun of her own.
So after wandering in to his yard for a bit of innocent, neighborly backyard banter, it took all of Sophie's willpower to not giggle at David's struggles.
He was doing everything in his power to maintain eye contact. To not let his gaze wander. To be the perfect gentleman. But she could tell that the way her luscious curves were displayed was slowly turning their innocent conversation into a form of maddening torture for her next door neighbor.
It was delicious.
So, she invited him to come over and join her on her patio for a beer, an opportunity which to no surprise he eagerly accepted. The conversation was flowing freely and by the time they were part way through their second beer David's struggles to maintain eye contact had become far more obvious than he realized.
And that was when Sophie made her move. In a voice that was perfectly calm, innocent, and judgment free, she casually commented, "David, you can just relax, you know. It's perfectly fine. I don't mind at all. In fact, I like it."
A cavalcade of alarms, buzzers, and warnings immediately erupted in his mind. Clearly suddenly nervous and on edge he replied, "I'm sorry? What don't you mind?"
Sophie smiled and paused just long enough to enjoy the way she had him squirming. Finally, she replied, "That you enjoy looking at me. That it's such a struggle for you to try to maintain eye contact when you're talking to me."
His mouth fell open and face turned bright red. "Sophie... I... I...," but was interrupted when she laughed softly and said, "David, hush. I told you it's fine. Do you honestly think I don't notice that every time I go outside to do something in the backyard you always seem to find a reason to come outside too?"
She grinned as he was momentarily rendered speechless, unable to do anything other than offer a sheepish, rather guilty smile. Continuing, in a soft voice, "Actually I think it's kind of sweet. Maybe even a little bit hot. And now can I make a little confession to you?"
"Please do," David quickly agreed, eager for this conversation to go any direction that might take some heat off of him.
"I love that you can't help yourself. That whenever I'm outside you just have to come out and look. It's like you just can't resist coming outside, hoping to get a look at me."
"Sophie, I... I....," he stammered.
"Shhh, and I love how you try so hard to maintain eye contact with me whenever we're talking but that it's such a struggle for you. How obvious it is that you want to look at my tits but you try so hard not to. And I really love that eventually they're just too much for you, that you just can't help yourself. Sometimes, you just have to give in and let you yourself have a little peek, don't you?"
Sophie smirked at the look on his face, the way he seemed to be unable to speak. She continued, her voice soft but authoritative. "Go on, David. Look at them. I want you to," she instructed softly, her fingers now tracing over the swells of her breasts, luring his gaze to them.
She smiled as he gave in, letting his gaze land on them. "Mmm, that's good," she purred encouragingly. "They're big, aren't they? Big and soft? Do you like them?"
Swallowing hard, he softly replied, "Yes," then looked away.
"Don't," Sophie instructed. "You don't have to look away. You want to see more, don't you? I'll let you, but you'll have to play by my rules."
With a confused look on his face he replied, "I'm sorry?"
Laughing softly, she replied, "I like to play games. Do you? Do you like to play games, David?"
She smiled as his mouth fell open, her guest once again rendered incoherent.
Sophie paused then in a soft voice continued, "I mean, if you're willing to play by my rules I'll let you see more. Way more. We can go inside and I'll let you watch me."
His eyes widened in disbelief and his jaw nearly hit the table. "Are you serious??"
"Mmm hmm, very," she purred. "To be clear though, I'm not talking about sex. That won't happen. You won't even be allowed to touch me. All you'll be able to do is watch. But, it will be hot, I promise you that. For both of us."
"For both of us??," he asked in confusion.
"Definitely. David, you enjoy looking at me. I've known that ever since I moved in. And I enjoy you looking at me."
"Seriously??"
"Yes sweetie, seriously. That's a hot button for me. Big time. Knowing a guy is looking at me... wanting me... but can't have me. It's a massive turn-on for me."
Sophie smiled at the look on his face, saying, "I know, this is the point when most guys walk away, and I totally get that."
David exhaled, then quietly said, "I'm still here."
"Mmm, indeed you are, aren't you?," she purred. "I should warn you David, if you agree to this you'll likely end up thinking I'm a bitch by the the time we're done. The fun part for me is seeing how badly I can make a guy want me, even though I have no intention of letting him do anything more than watch."
Swallowing hard, he answered, "Okay."
"David... sweetie... I know you enjoy looking at me but you need to understand, this would be different. You'd have to do as I say. You'd have to play by my rules. And they're totally not fair. Completely unreasonable. And, I make them up as I go. That way I can be sure everything goes exactly the way I want."
His face was flushed and beaded with perspiration but still he replied, "Okay."
"Still? Even after everything I've told you? Mmm, is that what you want, David? Do you want to play my game?," she purred.
Swallowing hard and nodding his head, he answered, "Yes. I do."
Chuckling softly, Sophie murmured, "Very good. Then let's go sweetie, let's go inside."
************
"Let's put this on you first," Sophie said a moment after they stepped inside. To his surprise David looked on as she slipped a blindfold down over his eyes.
"Can you see anything?," she asked as she adjusted the placement of it.
"No."
"Good, but don't worry. You will. But you don't get to see anything until I want you to. Now, come with me. We'll go slow, sweetie."
Sophie proceeded to lead the blindfolded man by the hand through her home, into her bedroom, then positioned him so he was standing at the foot of her bed, facing toward it.
"Give me your hand," she instructed, already taking his right hand with hers. After slipping it into the leather cuff attached near the top of the bedpost she tugged gently on the strap of the securing restraint, causing his arm to slowly be pulled higher and outward. She then secured it into place, leaving his arm outstretched and bound to the bedpost.
"Now the other one, David," she murmured, already at work repeating the process to his left arm, leaving her gentleman neighbor standing at the foot of her bed, his arms spread wide in an 'Y' shape and bound to the bedposts, facing her bed.
Pressing up against him from behind, Sophie kissed the back of his neck softly, murmuring, "Lovely." Winding her arms around him her fingers began undoing buttons on his shirt and tugging the fabric apart.
"Ever been restrained before, David?," her lips brushing against his ear.
"No...", both the nervousness and excitement obvious in his voice.
"Mmm, nice. I like that. Let me give you a little hint. Relax... don't overthink it. Just give in to the helplessness."
"Uh huh," he said in a voice that made Sophie smile. Clearly this man was reeling and becoming undone. It was utterly delightful to her.
After unbuttoning his shirt Sophie took a few moments to explore. Letting her hands roam over his chest. Slipping them inside his shirt so she could lightly trail her nails down his back. Her fingertips brushing back and forth over his nipples, teasing them until she smiled at his quiet whimper.
Her hands then drifted lower still and began working on his pants. Unfastening. Unzipping. Tugging the fabric of both his pants and briefs down his legs.
She smiled as he softly whimpered, "Sophie...," when he realized not only was he now 'revealed' before his next door neighbor, but also that there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.
"Embrace the helplessness, David," she murmured near his ear.
Sophie's fingertips began teasing along his hips and thighs, causing his cock to involuntarily, and obediently, respond to her attention.
"Relax...," she murmured near his ear. "We're not going to do anything. I want you hard for me, but that's all you get. You don't get anything more."
Smirking at his moan, she allowed her fingertips to find his cock where they landed with such gentleness it was barely perceptible. Ever so slowly they began to lightly trace and tease along the length of him. Her touch was gentle, almost cruelly gentle. Delicate, barely touching him at all, just enough so that his cock would feel as if it were being sensually tantalized by feathery light caresses. Denying him the sensation of feeling her hand wrapped around him.
His mouth fell open, hips quivered, and her bound captive was once again weakly whimpering her name. Sometimes, mindlessly whispering, "Fuck..."
"Do you like that?," she whispered huskily. "When I make you hard for me?"
"Yesss..."
"Yeah? It feels good?"
"Yesss...," he moaned.
Sophie bit her lower lip softly at the way his hips were writhing. Searching.
"You want more though, don't you? You want me to wrap my hand around it. You want me to stroke it, don't you?"
"Oh god, please," he moaned. "Yes... I do. So much."
Smirking, she purred, "But it's okay if I don't, right? If this is all you get to have? You'd be okay with that, wouldn't you?"
"Yes...," he whimpered.
"Mmm, you know David, I think you and I are going to be able to get along quite nicely together. I appreciate a man who understands sometimes you just don't get to have what you want, no matter how badly you want it."
Pausing briefly, in a softer, noticeably more wicked voice Sophie purred, "I'm curious though, now that you know that I love being... a cocktease... do you think badly of me?"
She smiled at his whimper at the way she drew out the word... cocktease. The way his hips writhed and thrusted, as if searching for more of her touch. "No... I don't," he panted.
"No?," she murmured teasingly. "You wouldn't think I was being mean to you if all I wanted was to get you all hot and bothered... to make your cock get hard and excited for me... even though I have absolutely no intention of doing anything about it?"
"My god... Sophie...," he whimpered.
"I won't if you don't want me to. I'll untie you right now and let you go if that's what you'd prefer. But if you stay you should know, that's exactly what I'm going to do to you."
The moment he felt her hands at his wrist, as if she were about to free him from his restraint, David quickly said, "No, no! Don't! Please don't! You don't have to let me go, I'll stay... it's ok with me, I promise!"
Smirking, she drew her fingers away from his cock, now denying him even those maddening, feathery delicate caresses. Instead, her caresses now swirled and traced agonizingly close, causing his hips to begin involuntarily, pitifully squirming.
"Are you sure, sweetie? Are you really sure? Because I'm serious, I'm not going to do anything for you. I won't let you cum. I will though do my best to see how badly I can make you wish you could. How badly I can make you want me. That's what turns me on, David. Watching how badly you want me, but knowing that you can't."
She allowed her hand to slip between his parted legs, now allowing her fingertips to tease and feather lightly along his sensitive balls. Immediately he gasped and whimpered her name, his arms jerking against his bonds.
Laughing softly, Sophie murmured, "Is that what you want too? Is that what you want me to do to you?"
He was in a state of disbelief at how excruciatingly hard his cock was getting, even though for the most part it was being ignored. Neglected. Being offered just enough pleasure to make him achingly aroused and desperate for more.
His body was now trembling. Hips thrusting. Breathing labored. But he also could not be more crystal clear that it was this or nothing. So, he replied the only way he could.
"Yes, I do... that's what I want," he panted.
"Mmm, good. I love hearing that," Sophie purred with a soft chuckle.
Her delicately manicured nails continued their maddening feathering of his balls until his moans turned to whimpers. Whimpers turned to whines. And eventually beads of precum began to ooze from his defenseless, untouched cock.
Smiling at his moan of frustration, Sophie allowed her fingertip to touch the tip of his cock, slowly swirling and spreading the precum around the head. Her tongue teased his ear as she murmured, "That's perfect, baby. Now, don't go anywhere. I'll be back soon. It's almost showtime."
************
When she returned, Sophie removed the blindfold from the man who was standing at the foot of her bed, bound between the bedposts. Circling around him, she knelt high on her knees on the bed near him, allowing him to see her for the first time since they'd entered her bedroom.
Her attire was simple. Intimate. Sensual. Feminine. Nothing like he'd ever seen by gazing at her from his backyard.
Running her hands slowly along her curves, the swells of her breasts, she asked, "Do you like what you see, David?"
"Yesss...," he replied, his eyes seemingly roaming everywhere.
"Is this better than watching me from your backyard? From your patio?," she teased.
"Yesss...."
"Good," Sophie purred, her fingertips again just barely fluttering and tracing like feathers along his cock, coaxing it back toward the bursting point.
"You know, I like that you can't resist the temptation to look at me whenever you see me outside," she continued. "That you just can't help yourself... but I like this so much better. It's so much hotter, don't you think? Being right here in my bedroom? Being able to see me so close? Even though you still can't have me?"
"Yesss," he panted, barely able to believe what was happening, his hips desperately trying to find a way to feel more of the touch of her hand.
Instead, she pulled it away completely, provoking a little whimper of frustration from him.
"Good. Then I want your eyes on me David... at all times. No fair looking away, understand?"
"Okay...," he panted.
Sophie then made her way back onto the bed, her nearly naked curves stretched out before him, and she let out a soft, sultry purr of lust. For the next hour she put on a display of her sensual curves that was so seductive, so hot, that it soon evolved into what was nearly cruel, erotic torment.
Her soft hands ran slowly and tauntingly over her curves, the swells of her breasts, her voice murmuring and teasing her captive audience.
Sophie chuckled at his groan when she finally, mercifully, undid the button that allowed her breasts to tumble free.
"Is that what you've been wanting to see, David?....hmm?... ever since I moved in I bet, hmm?... I bet you wish you could touch them, don't you?... have them in your mouth?"
She purred with lust at how desperate, how aroused, how helpless he looked. His mouth was hanging open. Eyes glazed over. Body glistening with perspiration. And his cock was gloriously swollen, beads of precum making the tip glisten.
Crawling back toward him like a tigress, Sophie pressed her soft curves against him. Her hands running over his body. Lips and tongue teasing at his neck and shoulders. "Doing okay, baby?," she teased huskily. "Have you had enough, or do you think you could handle some more?"
Grinning at his whimper, Sophie touched her lips to his ear, and with her tongue softly swirling, whispered, "Do you think you could handle watching me cum?"
"Sophie my god....," he groaned. "Yes, yes I can handle it...."
"We'll see," she chuckled before stretching back out on the bed before him again.
With her body once again slowly, sinuously, writhing she allowed her hands to drift down her body, slipping just inside her panties that clung cruelly below her hips, denying him a view of what he was so desperate to see.
With soft, seductive moans of pleasure Sophie began edging herself. Bringing herself close, then stopping. Again. And again. She smirked at his begging. His shameless pleas.
"Sophie my god please? Don't stop?? Please, just cum?? Oh my god I want to see you cum so bad!"
"Yeah? Would you like that? Is that what you want? You don't think that would be mean of me? If I were to cum but you couldn't?", she teased.
"Noo, I don't! I want you to! I want you to cum so bad!"
Finally, after bringing herself to the edge four... five... six more times, Sophie moaned and said, "Ok, that's all, we're done. That's all you get to see sweetie."
The look on his face was so priceless it took all of her willpower to not cum on the spot anyway. He looked so desperate. So broken. So frustrated that he seemed on the verge of breaking down in tears.
It was so fucking hot. Perfect. Exactly what she had hoped for, and more.
Sophie made her way back to him, sitting high on her knees, her hand going to his cock where her silky fingers began toying with the oozing precum. Swirling it aound the head. Painting it along the shaft.
Ignoring his pitiful whine, she asked, "So, did you like it, David? Did you have fun? Did you like watching me?"
"Yesss...," he groaned. "It was unbelievable..."
"Good, and how does your cock feel? Does it ache? Is it frustrated? Does it wanna cum?"
"Soooo much..."
"Mmm, that's perfect," she purred, pulling her hand completely away when he tried to thrust into it. "And you're not mad at me because I'm not going to let it? Because I'm going to leave it just like this?"
"No...," he whimpered. "I'm not."
"Well, good for you," she said, reaching toward the cuff as if to free his wrist. "In that case, it's a good thing that I'm letting you go now. Because I assure you, if I were to do what I really want to do to you? Oh sweetie, you would never so much as even want to look at me again."
Sophie had to fight back a smirk when as soon as David sensed she was beginning to undo the cuff, in a panic stricken voice he cried out, "Sophie no! Wait! Don't do that!"
The room fell silent for a moment before in a softer voice he continued, "You... don't have to let me go. I'll be fine... I can handle more. You can do.... you know, whatever you wanted. I won't be mad, I promise."
Pausing in her work, her hand moved away from the cuff, drifted to his agonizingly frustrated cock and for the very first time encircled it. Softly. Gently. Then began to stroke with the most subtle of ministrations.
"Oh honey, that's sweet of you to offer, but I could never do that to you. Can I be blatantly honest with you? You have absolutely no idea what I could do to you. What I would love to do to you. Sweetie, you're so desperate for me already that I could have your poor cock exploding for me in ten seconds if I wanted... and I've really not even done a thing yet. David, if I were to do what I really wanted to do, I'd have you a desperate... broken... mess."
"Oh god... Sophie," he moaned. "But, you can... you can do more... whatever you want. I want you to. Please??"
"No sweetie," she replied. "It wouldn't be the same. Not for me anyway. I'm glad that you enjoyed today though. I did too. But this will be the only time you and I play like this."
"Why??," he whined in protest. "I can handle it if you want to do more! I want you to! And I won't be mad, I promise!"
Laughing softly she murmured, "No David, it wouldn't be the same. Not once I undid the cuffs and let you go home."
"Why??"
"Because sweetie, we both know what you'll do the minute you walk into your house. You'll take matters into your own hands, so to speak. And as soon as you do that? Well then, my game is over. The fun is all over for me."
"I... I don't understand?," he countered, his mind trying to wrap itself around what she'd just said.
"What I mean is.... the game is for me to see how hot I can make you. How turned on I can get you. How badly I can make you want to cum. But mostly? My game is about, after I've done all of that to you, seeing how long I can keep you just... like... that."
"Oh... my... god...," he whispered.
Now speaking in a soft, almost hushed voice, her hand gently coaxing him closer to the edge, she added, "And David, the way you're feeling right now? That doesn't even scratch the surface of how badly I want to have you aching to cum for me. So you can see, once I let you go the game will be all over. It loses all of its fun, and I'm just not interested anymore."
Sweat was now pouring off his body.
His legs so rubbery he likely would've crumbled had his outstretched arms not still been secured to the bedposts and keeping him upright at the foot of her bed.
His mind in such complete disarray he could barely think.
His cock so agonizingly hard and close to cumming a strand of precum now dangled from the crimson head.
And that was when he mindlessly blurted out, "Then I won't! I won't do it! I won't make myself cum! I promise!"
Rolling her eyes and laughing, Sophie sarcastically said, "Right. Of course you won't. You'll go home and just leave it alone. Even though you'll be thinking about watching me on my bed. How hot it was to be bound to my bedposts. How badly you wanted my perfect tits in your mouth. And how incredible it would have felt to cum in my soft, warm hand..."
She then pulled her hand away, causing a tormented groan of frustration from him and then teased, "... if only I wouldn't have stopped and pulled my hand away. Is that really what you expect me to believe, David?"
Panting, he replied, "Yesss, I do. I promise. Sophie, I won't do it, I promise."
Shaking her head and saying, "Really. You promise."
"I do, I promise."
Momentarily Sophie walked away from the bed. When she returned he couldn't help but notice something dangling from her hand. Something silver. Something steel. Something frightening.
A chastity cage.
In a calm, innocent voice, Sophie murmured, "So then that means, you wouldn't have any problem with me putting this on you? Locking your cock inside it? Keeping the key? So you couldn't touch your cock even if you wanted to? I mean, you just promised me you'd leave it alone. Shouldn't be any big deal for you. I mean, you just promised me you'd leave it alone, right?"
"My god...," he whispered in disbelief.
"That's what I thought," she said in a disappointed voice, already walking away from him.
With his mind so thoroughly scrambled he could think of nothing other than how badly he did not want his fun with his goddess of a next door neighbor to come to an end, David surprised even himself. "You can... you can do it. You can put it on me... it's ok."
Grinning inwardly, Sophie turned back toward him, making her way back onto the bed. Again she was kneeling up high on her knees, her soft breasts pressing into him, her hands again softly roaming and caressing, causing involuntary shudders and quivers in him.
"Just so I'm clear," she murmured. "Are you asking me to lock you into chastity? Is that you want, David?"
Swallowing hard, he softly replied, "Yes." Then after a brief pause he added, "How long would it be for?"
Taking his cock gently in her hand again, softly teasing, she replied, "Well I don't know. But I should remind you of what I told you earlier. It's my game. I make the rules. I change them when I want. And they're completely unfair and unreasonable. So, I suppose the answer to your question is... as long as I want."
"My god...."
"Sweetie, relax. You don't have to play. This can be all over and we can go back to being normal, regular neighbors. It's fine..."
Nearly whimpering he pleaded, "Nooo, I don't want that. I don't want this to be over. Please?"
Calmly, she repeated, "Then let me ask you again, are you asking me to lock you into chastity? Even though you don't know how long that might be?"
"Yes... please. Sophie please? Please lock me in chastity? As long as you want... please??"
Now with a soft, fainting laugh, she teased, "Oh David, listen to you sweetheart. Are you begging me to lock up your cock? And keep you that way for as long as I want? Even if I have you at the point that you feel like your poor cock is going to absolutely burst if I won't let it cum? Do you really want me to do that to you that badly?"
Shaking. Trembling. Confused. And whimpering helplessly, he replied, "Yes, it is... please. That's what I want."
Chuckling softly, she murmured, "Well then, if that's what you want... if that will make you happy... then of course I will."
And as she worked on gently manipulating his cock and balls into their new home, imprisoning them and making them her own, Sophie purred, "I'm so glad we had this little talk today, David. We're going to have such fun together. And I'm so looking forward to us continuing our game together for such a long, long time. Aren't you?"
And with a wicked smirk on her face, the lock clicked shut.
You were naked. Your hands bound above your head, tied to the headboard of your own bed. You were shuddering as she stood beside you, just taking you in. Licking her lips with you at your most vulnerable.
Sadie.
A beautiful redhead you had been crushing on since you first met her in a lecture. You were a little shocked when she approached you to take on a 'group' project. Your group was just the two of you but you were among the top in class.
You figured you'd be more awkward around her but you two worked well together. She took the lead on the project and today you were supposed to finish it all up. Which you two did and then she suddenly jumped and made out with you, started taking your clothes off and tied you to the bed.
"Ahh.. ah.. Sadie..." You softly moaned. The whole scenario was just like one of your many night time fantasies come true.
She looked so hungry for you it kept you hard as a rock even though you were also nervous as all hell. You couldn't stop squirming.
"I can't wait to taste you, you sexy thing." She purred as she reached for her purse. Out came a small bottle of lube and she sat herself on the bed beside you.
"I'm going to make you my little plaything." She hummed in a possessive tone.
"Ooh.. God.." you gasped in mixed anticipation. So much happening inside your brain in that moment. You flinched a little when her fingers finally touched your bare skin.
She leaned in and kissed you. Tenderly this time. "You are safe in my care." She whispered sweetly which flipped a switch inside you. You believed her when she said it and your body visibly relaxed and your eyes met hers.
"That's it. You are such a good boy." She praised you in a tone that melted you on the spot. Then she moved back and started to map your entire body with a feather light touch that left you breathless.
"So beautiful." She mumbled to herself as she explored every inch of you, ignoring your cock for the time being. Your face went a bit red at her continued compliments and it only made you feel everything even more.
Then her hands stopped, you watched as she purred lube in her hands and then they wrapped around your cock and started stroking.
The other wrapped around you balls. "So small, so cute." Sadie commented about your cock which should have been a shameful moment but her touch on your sensitive flesh was beyond incredible.
"S.sadie.. I..ahhn.. I'm close!" You moaned not long after.
"Already?" She purred. "oh you are just perfect." She playfully mocked you she stroked you right over the edge giving you the best orgasm of your life.
Your body had never felt this good and you wished it could last forever. Your body squirmed as you rode out your climax. You barely noticed when Sadie reached for her purse again.
"Did it feel that good?" She asked you with a giggle clearly enjoying what she saw. Then she leaned in again.
"I can make you feel like that all the time." She breathed down your neck. "All you have to do is surrender to me."
"Aah.. I'm yours Sadie." You moaned without thinking.
"Good boy." She whispered ever so softly before she backed away. You felt her fumble around with something cold and solid around your cock. You felt a jolt shoot through when you heard a little click.
Sadie then dangled a key in front of you. "You are mine now, cutie." She stated and then you felt it. A new kind of pressure. Your cock tried to get hard but it couldn't and it felt... Good..
A lovely buzz that spread through your body. You propped yourself up and saw a tiny steel cage wrapped around your cock.
You watched Sadie moved her hand toward and caress it gently. "Its locked up, just how it should be." She explained.
"a little dick like yours is best suited for permanent chastity with lots of teasing and denial." She explained with a lower purr.
"Permanent?" You mumbled.
"That's right. You will experience pleasure the likes you never thought possible, not even in your naughtiest dreams." She teased as she knew the kind of porn you were watching.
"you will learn to pleasure me, to make me scream in pleasure while you throw and ache for me. That denial is focus and my I will share my pleasure with you." She continued.
You tried to speak but Sadie stood up and undressed and you started to throb like crazy.
"Your service starts now." She spoke before she sat her pussy right down on your face.
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To be fair, he knew it was his own fault. He knew this woman. She never did anything partway. A classic overachiever, she was never content unless she was massively exceeding expectations.
He'd cracked the door open for her and she'd pounced, flinging it open the rest of the way... likely to never be closed again.
********
It had started innocently enough, she was stretched out next to him in bed and as often happened, her hand slowly snaked down his body until it found its target.
With her soft curves stretched out against him, her head resting on his chest, her fingers began lightly petting his cock, tracing along the length, swirling around the head. She purred softly at his first soft moan of pleasure, wrapping her hand around it and beginning to softly, gently stroke.
Even though they weren't going to be making love, it was something she enjoyed doing. Pleasuring him. It was always a fun, sexy way for her to end the day. Hearing his moans. That feeling of contentment she derived from knowing she'd provided him with what he wanted when his body eventually surrendered to her soft, gentle strokes.
For some reason though on that particular night she was enjoying herself so much she wasn't quite ready for it to end. The hardness of his cock. The heat emanating from it. The way it pulsed in the softness of her hand, just for her. And the way such a gentle, simple act was provoking such moans of pleasure from him.
It was hot. Sexy. It made her feel deliciously alive. She wanted more. So, when she sensed he was about to cum, rather than continuing to stroke him through an orgasm... she stopped. Pulling her hand away. Pausing, leaving him twitching with need. Unfulfilled. Prolonging the moment. Then, tracing random little lines near the base for a moment to let him cool down and allow the threat of cumming to fade away.
A moment later she resumed. Gentle stroking. Soft caresses. Coaxing him closer to the point of orgasm. But once again she stopped. She smiled to herself as he let out a soft groan as she felt his body tremble.
Then again, she resumed. And again she stopped just as she sensed he was about to cum. This time he groaned, "Baby.... my god.... w-what are you doing?"
Smiling softly, she kissed his ear and whispered, "I just want to make it last a little longer tonight, that's all. Is that okay?"
"Uh huhhh," he answered breathlessly.
After three more times of abandoning him at the brink she was hearing sounds coming from him like she'd never heard before. Seeing his body responding like it never had before to a simple handjob. His breathing was labored. Body glistening with sweat. Mindless sounds of pleasure and need coming from him.
It was fascinating to her. Exciting. Maybe even a little empowering that such a simple little act of delaying his orgasm was having such a profound effect on him.
When her hand released him and provoked a desperate moan from him, her tongue softly licked his ear and she huskily murmured, "Do you like that baby?.... does that feel good?... when I 'almost' make you cum like that?"
"Yesss...," he replied in what sounded like both a whimper and a groan. Little did he know, but at that moment his fate was already sealed.
Immediately it was like a switch went off within her. A discovery. An epiphany. Like she'd just unlocked a magical door to providing this man with something that was a brand new world of pleasure for him.
"Oooh, you do?.... do you want more?," she purred.
"Yesss..."
That was all she needed to hear. After bringing him close two more times she kissed his cheek softly and said, "That's all baby, let's leave you like this tonight. I mean, I'm not cumming tonight so it's okay that you're not either, right?"
Well this was definitely new for him. She'd never left him unrelieved before after working him up. He sighed in frustration but her point was valid. Not wanting to look like a selfish jerk, in a less than convincing voice he replied, "Yeah?... I guess?..."
"Good," she smiled. "Sleep good sweetheart," she added, snuggling into him.
The following night when they headed to bed he was surprised to see their soft leather cuffs already attached to the four bedposts.
"Oooh, cuffs tonight?," he said with excitement in his voice and his eyes lighting up. They didn't use them often but every now and then they enjoyed it when he bound her to the bed and had his way with her. Given how needy he was still feeling after how the previous night ended he couldn't be more eager to see his gorgeous wife naked, spread, and at his mercy.
To his surprise though, she grinned at him and said, "Mmm hmm, but tonight... they're for you, not me."
She giggled when his eyes widened then said, "Oh baby, c'mon... I let you use them on me whenever you want. Be fair about it, let me use them on you tonight."
He sighed, clearly frustrated by how once again she was making a perfectly valid point. Moments later, for the first time in his life he discovered what it felt like to be the one who was now naked... spread... and at her mercy.
As she stood near the bed taking her time slowly... seductively... teasingly... slipping off her clothes she watched with increasing lust at the way her husband tested the cuffs. His limbs straining. His body writhing.
In a soft voice she teased, "You might as well relax honey, you're not going anywhere. I know you're stronger than me but I promise, you can't escape. You're mine sweetheart, there's nothing you can do now..."
But what she loved most of all was the way his yet to be touched cock was already stiffening with need. Only from looking at her. And maybe, from his helplessness? Was it possible that her husband was turned on by the way she was taking control? The thought of that made her pussy quiver.
Making her way onto the bed she slowly crawled along the length of his body. Caressing. Kissing. Licking. Yet carefully avoiding contact with his already obviously desperate cock.
Nuzzling in close, her tongue softly teased his ear as she whispered, "Tell me the truth baby, be honest with me. Did that turn you on last night? When I kept 'almost' making you cum?"
She already had his mind foggy and his eyes glazing over when he naively once again confessed, "Uh huh, it was hot..."
She purred with lust as she now had her confirmation. "Yeah, that's what I thought," she murmured in his ear. "I just needed to be sure. Well guess what, honey? I'm gonna do that some more for you tonight..."
Nearly three hours later with his cock still unrelieved, agonizingly engorged, and dripping with need, she purred in his ear. "We're done baby, let's leave you this way one more night."
In disbelief, he protested, "Baby nooo!.... please!... not again, I need to cum so bad it aches!"
"Oh honey, I believe you... but still, we're going to wait... you'll be fine..."
Whining, he argued, "B-but... that's not fair! You got to cum tonight, why can't I??"
Grinning wickedly she teased, "Mmm, that's true... I did, didn't I? What was it? Three? Four? Maybe five times? Can you remember, honey?"
"Noo...," he whimpered.
Laughing softly she teased, "Yeah, I can't blame you. You were wanting to cum so bad you were kind out of it, weren't you baby?"
"Uh huhhh," he moaned in agreement.
Then sitting up, gazing down at him as she straddled his chest, she said, "But honey, be serious... you aren't actually complaining about that, are you? That I got to cum? I mean, you loved it, right? Being able to lick my soft, sweet pussy? Feeling me cumming all over your face? You love that don't you?"
Damn, there she goes again, making more good points. Whimpering in frustration, he said, "Well... yeah.... but...."
She interrupted, "Shhh, no buts. Now, I'm going to let you out of the cuffs, but not until you promise me you won't cheat. Leave it alone honey, don't touch it. You're not allowed to cum until I make you, and I'm not going to tonight. Understand?"
"Babyyyy....," he whined.
"Promise me...," she repeated. "... or I'm not letting you out. Say it. Promise me that you won't make yourself cum."
Sighing in frustration, he said, "Ok, ok.... I promise. I won't make myself cum."
Smiling down at him she sweetly purred, "Thank you baby," before releasing him from the cuffs.
To his disbelief the next night was more of the same. Cuffed to the bed. His cock teased. Edged. Brought to the brink countless times while the only outlet he had for his pent-up lust was when she lowered herself to his mouth and allowed him to lick her to orgasm.
But this time when she finished with him she stretched out alongside of him, rested her head on his chest, savoring the way his body was still trembling with need. With her fingertips teasing and tracing near his cock she softly said, "Baby, I want to apologize for what I did to last you last night. Making you promise to leave yourself alone. That wasn't fair. It's not reasonable of me to expect you to be able to control yourself when I know you need it so bad."
"Thank you," he said in relief. "I appreciate that."
Not that he wanted to jerk off, he'd much rather have her make him cum. But, if it was a choice between his blue balls getting even worse versus taking care of himself he'd definitely opt for the latter.
He looked on curiously as his wife then shifted on the bed, moving toward the nightstand. Opening the drawer, she retrieved an object and showed it to him.
"That's why I bought this for you, sweetheart," she said calmly, revealing the chastity device to him. "I realized I was asking way too much of you. I mean, we've only done this for a few days and look how desperate you are already. Imagine how you're going to feel once we really get you going. Baby, it won't be long until you're going to need it so bad there'd be no way you'd be able to keep from taking care of yourself. But now, this way you won't be able to... so you won't have anything to worry about."
His eyes widened incredulously as he saw her already working on manipulating him into the device, but cuffed to the bed as he was he had no way of stopping her.
"Baby no!.... wait... hold on... j-just... slow down... let's talk about this...," he pleaded.
"When I'm done, honey," she said calmly. "Just give me a minute..."
"Babyyyy!.... wait!," he pleaded desperately. He emitted a few little grunts and gasps as she worked on fitting him into the device, but a few moments later there was a click, followed by her saying, "Ok, all done.... now, what did you want to talk about, sweetheart?"
*********
It had now been over three weeks since that fateful night when she'd first left him unrelieved, and he was still waiting for that orgasm he'd wanted so badly that night.
Instead he felt as if he were now helplessly trapped in blueball hell. Constantly aching. Always desperate. Being taunted by orgasms that were so agonizingly close, yet somehow always denied. His cock never released from it's prison unless he was restrained.
And all the while finding himself seemingly constantly worshipping his wife's soft, creamy pussy in an attempt to satisfy what had now evolved into an insatiable, ravenous sexual appetite.
But what was most maddening of all to him were those times he'd be desperately pleading with her to make him cum and she'd just look at him and smile.
"Oh honey, don't be silly. You've already told me what is that you love. Twice. Remember?," she'd reply. "We both know what you want is to ALMOST cum. Over and over. Every. Single. Time."
Locktober was torture already. 31 days of lock up, watching my drop dead gorgeous wife pleasuring herself, eating her out to countless orgasms. The mere sight of some skin had my caged dick crying at times.
But she had promised she would fuck me on November 1st.
Last night she teased me mercilessly, telling me how badly she wanted me to fuck her. To let me take her like an animal like she needed. During the day she was more subtle, I was so unbelievably fucking horny.
It was finally evening. I made her cum three times already. My balls had turned purple, the ache was beyond what I ever experienced. She ended up tying me to bed first. After grabbing something I couldn't see, she got onto the bed.
She sat herself down on my legs, her body alone was enough to make any man drool. The way we clicked was just magic.
She took the key off her neck and brought it to my cage. My heart started beating faster.
"Someone's excited." She teased rubbing her fingers over the bars. I groaned a little.
"Please Sydney... Haven't you tortured me enough?" I pleaded.
She smirked, wiggling her hips.
"I could keep you like this forever." She joked.
I threw my head back. "Ooh God, no." I groaned. She giggled.
"I did promise you could fuck me." She purred as she slid the key into the lock.
"Mmm.. yes. yes.. thank you, baby." I moaned. She was finally going to take the cage off.
She giggled again, reaching behind she grabbed something. She shuffled back and got her face real close to my cock. She just kept the teasing going, slowly turning the lock, then sliding it out. Immediately my cock pushed the cage upwards.
Sydney pulled the cage off tossing it off the bed, then quickly pulled out a very flat looking cage.
"W.wait.. what.. no, no, no..." I begged, I started squirming and she started giggling harder as she pushed the new flag cage into my dick as it just been freed it wasn't hard yet so she managed to push it back down.
"Ooh. God.. no.. please Sydney, no.. fuck.. fuck." I kept pleading watching her victorious smile as she slid the lock back into the slot, turned it and pulled out the key.
I was whining and squirming. Pulling on the restraints. My cock started to ache so badly. I wanted so fucking bad to be out.
"You promised.." I kept whining.
She cupped my aching balls. "Baby.. I only promised you'd be allowed to fuck me. I never promised a release from chastity." She replied so gentle and calm, her hands cupping my balls.
My body trembled. "Ooohh.. fuck...."
"I'm sorry you misunderstood. Let me show you what special toy I got for you." She said, whilst leaning back again. I pulled myself together a little and looked at her.
The flat cage was indeed... flat. I couldn't even see it poke up anymore. Another little whine escaped my lips. Then Sydney turned back and had a dildo in her hand.
"This.. is a special little tool that, if I like it, you'll be allowed to use a lot more to fuck me." She continued. I stayed quiet. Then she leaned forwards a little. My eyes opened wide when she twisted the dildo onto an apparent slot on top of the flag cage. With a few turns the dildo was attached securely to the cage.
She grabbed a bottle of lube that rested against my waist and poured it on the top of the dildo. It was quite surreal. It was right where my dick would be. When she started stroking it, my cock started pulsing. A light pleasure built up in my body when every stroke she made, but of course, I didn't feel anything on my cock except its fruitless attempts to push up against the flat cage.
"Mmm.. does that feel good, having me stroke you new dick?" She teased.
She crawled over my body, her breasts caressing my chest. One by one she freed my hands.
"There you go." She purred as she climbed up. "You are all ready to fuck me again after 31 days in chastity."
I felt so conflicted. She looked so fucking sexy, my 'new' dick nestled against her body, her perfectly smooth shaven pussy hidden by its length. I was soo ready to cum inside her again. I was so ready to fuck her hard today. Which I could still do, I suppose. But I was still locked, I was not going to cum inside her pussy as I've been dreaming off for most of last month.
"Ready, baby? I'm so happy to feel you inside me again." She purred. She talked as if that was my actual cock. I watched her raise her hips before I watched her pussy spread open and swallow up that dildo.
My dick started throbbing like crazy when she took every inch of it, her body resting on mine. Instinctively, my hands placed themselves onto her waist.
She smiled as and slowly started riding me. Her sweet sultry moans quickly echoed through the room. I was enthralled by the sight of her.
In that moment she truly looked like a Goddess to me. The sensual way she was able to move herself. My cock was aching, throbbing in the tight confines, but a part of main brain told my body she was riding my actual dick.
Soft, gentle waves of pleasure started to pulse throughout my body as I watched her ride me faster and faster. I started to use my hips to thrust inside her.
"Aah.. yes, baby! fuck me!" She moaned, happy that I was starting to 'enjoy' my new cock.
More and more I took over, fucking. I was free to do as I pleased. Soon I lost myself to my desire to take her. I had her on her back as I fucked her hard.
I could only grunt as it felt so dull, yet the pleasure slowly grew inside me. The denial lack of pleasure only spurred me to go harder and deeper. Make her cum hard.
She was screaming with pleasure, she'd already cum once when I took charge and another powerful orgasm coming for her.
Her arms wrapped around my neck as I hovered above her, occasionally dipping down to suckle and kiss her large breasts.
"Oh baby.. I want you to cum with me! Ohh fuck.. you're amazing.... yes, yes, yes.. oh God.. I'm going to cum... I'm..." She moaned before her mouth opened wide, screaming in silence as our eyes locked.
I watched every little detail of her face as her orgasm took over her body once again. It was too much for my brain. A loud moan escaped my lips and my whole body started tingling and shuddering.
It didn't match the explosiveness of a usual orgasm, or a caged one. I wanted to keep going, I needed more.
"S.stop.. baby stop... its too sensitive!" Sydney shouted along a slightly pained moan.
I groaned and stopped moving before slowly pulling out. When I looked down I saw the telltale sign of my cum at the base of the tower. I shivered again as I kept looking, more cum oozing out.
Sydney saw me looking down and propped herself up to see. Her giggle sent more shivers down my spine as she saw the unsatisfying mess I was making.
"Well now.. that counts as your release for completing Locktober. Happy No Nut November baby." She teased before pulling me down for a kiss.
My body was still very much on the edge...
For Christ sake... this woman might actually give me a heart attack at this rate.
Honestly, even she didn't know why she hadn't stopped yet, after all, it had now been over five hours ago when she'd securely bound him in place. She wasn't upset with him. It wasn't a punishment. On the contrary, she was quite fond of him and had always found him to be sweet and kind to her.
So then, the question remained. Why hadn't she stopped yet?
Ok, maybe at first she was just showing off a little, wanting to make sure he realized he wasn't simply enjoying a handjob, but rather he was being pleasured by a world class masturbatrix with elite skills that were far beyond anything he could have ever imagined. But then, she'd made that point obvious to him over four hours ago.
So still, the question remained. Why hadn't she stopped yet?
Maybe it was how much she loved the reaction of a man the first time he was subjected to her specialty - edging. Sure, nearly all men were familiar with the sensation of approaching orgasm, only to have to wait for his ultimate release. Few men though had any concept whatsoever of just how close an expert masturbatrix such as herself could bring a man to cumming, only to stop and leave him teetering in frustration. Or how many times she could do this to him. Or how long he could be held in that state of agonizing desperation, being so indescribably close yet never quite able to get there.
But then, she'd made that point crystal clear to him over three hours ago.
She did love the sound of men's pleading... their frustration... subjected to so much pleasure and made so sexually desperate that they were reduced to shamelessly begging for mercy.
But she'd accomplished that over two hours ago, so well in fact that she was left with no choice but to secure a ballgag into his mouth to silence him.
Maybe it was that rush of arousal she felt when a man began to realize that her soft, magically skilled hands had worked him to the point where pleasure and agony were nearly indistinguishable... where his cock that had been his biggest ally his entire life had turned traitorous, now that it was defenseless and in her hands... being used against him to subject him to unimaginable desperation.
But then, it had been over an hour ago that his first tears of frustration had begun to roll down his face.
So why? Why was she doing this to him? Why was she putting him through this?
Unfortunately for him, the answers were simple. Because she could. Because he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Because she was in one of her moods. Through no fault of his own he was caught up in a perfect storm. Her perfect storm. There would be no stopping for her today. Not until he was broken to her satisfaction, nothing else would end his torment.
So as she savored how his body quivered and trembled in his bonds... the helplessness in his eyes... she calmly drizzled yet more silky oil down the length of his weeping, helpless, agonizingly engorged cock.
And as her exquisitely skilled hands resumed their wickedly erotic teasing... tantalizing... cruelly coaxing him toward more orgasms that would be denied, she sweetly purred, "I know, baby... it's not fair, is it? It's so crazy, so insane... trapped between heaven and hell, aren't you?... how can anything that feels this good also be so utterly tortuous?"
She laughed softly at his muffled whimper, teasing, "You poor thing, does it help you any to know that watching a man break before my very eyes from unbearable blue balls is one of the absolute hottest things for me?"
She smiled as he weakly, pitifully nodded his head. "Want to know the one thing that's even hotter for me though?"
She paused briefly, then added, "That feeling I get when after I've finished with him rather letting him cum, I lock his cock in a cage... knowing that he won't be able to cum... that his balls will keep aching for days.. and there won't be a single thing he can do about it."
She smiled as more tears of frustration began to roll down his face, her soft hand working him slowly toward the edge yet again, sweetly purring, "I know honey, I might cry too if I were you."
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Riley thought it would be exciting if you remained chaste for her until your honeymoon. You couldn't really resist her natural charm so you agreed. A twelve month engagement, a very satisfying wedding night, for her, and frustrating one for you later plus a few more months later you finally, finally were here in beautiful Italy with your keyholding wife.
You two had the honeymoon cabin with just the most amazing view and all the privacy you could ever want.
We barely got settled when Riley pulled you in and kissed you, her knee pressed up into your crotch. Your body was set ablaze in an instant. Dick throbbing wildy when Riley started taking off your belt.
"Be a good boy, strip, sit and close your eyes when I say so, unless you want me to use this." She said, showing off your own belt.
"Yes ma'am." You replied and you started taking off your clothes. Riley grabbed a bag and went into the bathroom. She made you wait for a while but you knew it was going to be worth.
When you heard her walk back into the room and toward the bed your body was already feeling quite hot. Your dick happily throbbing in its chastity cage.
"Open your eyes, hubby." She spoke, her voice already teasing you.
"Fuck me." You muttered when you laid eyes on her. Her sweet figure wrapped into the sexiest lingerie you've ever seen. Your cock was straining inside its cage when it saw the key dangling on a small necklace.
She grinned knowing the power she held over you. With your dick trapped inside that metal cage she basically owned you. She had plans for you.
"Like what you see?" She asked, her tone drenched in lust. When the honeymoon was over the cage would be permanent.
"Riley... you look so fucking sexy. You have no idea how badly I want you right now." You told her, already breathing heavy. Riley couldn't stop herself from smiling though.
"Oh.. but I do know, baby. You can have me.. all of me.. in any way you want.. but when we're back home...." She started to speak as she walked over and sat her on your lap. Her arms wrapped around your neck.
The pause was tense, she moved one hand down in between your legs. "...this will be mine forever." She said in a low growl. A powerful shudder ran through your entire body.
It was a truth you knew, a truth you wanted but weren't quite ready to hear yet. You were already hers. Her husband, her locked up pet.
"Y.yes.. Riley." You whispered. That damn grin on her face just melted your brain. She really could make you do anything she wanted.
"Good boy." She whispered before taking the key of her neck and sliding it into the cage. You gasped when she removed it.
"I'm yours." She then said. You lifted her up and carried her to the bed ready to make love to her as much as you could for as long as you could.
It was the best sex you two ever had. Because you knew that maybe it would also be the last.
The date with Ella was amazing and you were surprised when she asked her to take her to your place.
Once there you talked some more. You were so nervous you missed the obvious hints. So much so she decided to just to make the move herself.
She just climbed onto your lap and started kissing you. When she looked into your eyes she knew you were something special. Someone worthy and willing to wear the chastity cage she carries with her.
Once she warmed you up she started taking off your shirt and showered your upper body in kisses. Your nipples got plenty of attention as you she wanted you squirming in pleasure.
Her hands were already undoing your belt and on she got it loose she pulled back. When you moved after her she pushed you back with a hand on your throat.
"Good boys stay still." She purred. Your eyes widened and her heart was pounding as shuddered underneath her.
"Ella." You mewled as she pinched your nipples briefly before she slid off you and started pulling off your jeans.
It was a bit humourous which helped you relax as you rose your hips and helped pull it off. Your dick sprung free and Ella slid into place on her knees and took your cock into her mouth.
"ohh fffuckk, Ella." You moan, throwing your head back as pleasure overwhelmed you. She licked and sucked making sure every inch was worshipped while a hand massaged your balls.
It felt incredible you tried to put a hand on her head but she swatted it away with her one free hand. Her stern stare gave you goosebumps as she continued to give you head.
"Ella...I'm close." You warned her in between moans. She kept going till you were as close to cumming as you could be.
Then the hand on your balls started to squeeze. "Nngg ow fuck!" You groaned.
"Hands on your head!" She yelled when you started squirming. You obeyed as if by instinct.
Watching Ella as she started jerking you off while keeping the pressure on your balls.
"Nngg... Christ... Ella!" You cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure. The kind you never experienced before.
"You are not allowed to cum, if you want to be mine, you fucking hold it!" She demanded keeping her hand moving.
"P..please! I.. ow, ow, shit... I can't.." you begged. Ella stopped jerking but start squeezing your balls a bit harder until your cock started to soften.
You sighed in relief when she let go but she wasn't quite done with you. You were too weak to move and she used the moment of weakness to slide something cold and metallic onto your cock.
Then you felt her push your half erect cock down followed by a click. When you looked Ella was already on her feet and ready to leave for the night.
You clutched your crotch when your dick started pulsing inside the chastity cage she had fitted.
She left without a word and you rushed to put your pants back on.
"Ella, wait! Why did you.." you tried asking but she interjected.
"To make sure you call me for a second date." She declared with a smile.
"Sweet dreams." She added before leaving you behind to throb and ache in her chastity cage.
It had been a bucket list item of sorts on his sexual 'to do' list.
Having two gorgeous girls at his beck and call. Catering to his every whim and desire. Fulfilling his every fantasy.
And now as he sat in the apartment of the girls who'd just moved in next door he was in a state of disbelief of just how easy it was going to be to make that happen!
They'd invited him over to enjoy some football snacks, tasty beverages, and to watch the Super Bowl with them. Honestly, in the past he'd always avoided these sorts of gatherings. He was a hardcore football junkie and the innane chitchat that always seemed to go on at those gatherings drove him crazy. No, he much preferred to watch the game in the privacy of his own home with no distractions.
This year though he decided to make an exception. For starters it seemed a little rude to turn down the first invitation from his new neighbors. But to be honest, admittedly he found both of them to be cute, fun and even on the flirty, sexy side. Plus, they assured him they knew nothing about football and were only watching for the commercials so they wouldn't even be paying all that much attention to the game.
Now, with game time approaching one of them casually asked, "So, this is the big gambling day for guys, right? You guys bet on who's going to win?"
He replied, "Oh yeah, but way more than that. There's a ton of different things you can bet on with the Super Bowl."
"Oh yeah? Are you? You know, betting on Super Bowl stuff?"
"Yep!," he smiled with a hint of arrogance. "I've got quite a few bets going to be honest. I have a feeling it's going to be a pretty good day for me!"
He noticed the two girls whispering to one another, then with a mischievous look on their faces their voices began alternating.
"We want to do a bet thingie too.... with you... but, not for money... we just moved in so we can't risk losing much money... but, we have an idea... something that we can afford and would be way more fun..."
"Oh??," he replied, suddenly very intrigued. "And what might that be??"
They looked at one another, then with a grin said, "If you win, we're yours to do with as you please... for an entire month."
His eyes widened in disbelief. "Uhhh, pardon me?? W-what does that mean??"
Giggling, they moved closer to either side of him on the couch, sandwiching him between them. In softer, sexier voices they purred, "It means... for one month, we're yours... we'll do anything you ask... anything..."
They smiled at his dazed reaction as he whispered, "Oh... my... god..."
A voice whispered in his ear, "Think of all the things you've ever fantasized of having two girls do for you...."
In his other ear, a voice whispered, "We'll do them... and we'll make it soo hot for you, we promise..."
Swallowing hard, he asked, "And if I lose the bet?"
A voice murmured in his ear, "Well, in that case, I guess you'd be ours to do with as we please..."
In his other ear a voice whispered, "...for the next month you'd be belong to the proverbial 'girls next door' and you'd have to let us do whatever we want with you."
They smiled at one another when they heard an involuntary little whimper come from him.
"Sounds fun though, right?.... either way?.... don't worry, we're not freaks... we promise that if you lose we won't make you do anything too weird... it would just be hot, sexy fun... so, what do you say sweetie?... are you in?"
It seemed too good to be true. Like a once in a lifetime opportunity. These girls were hot. Sexy. And clearly adventurous. The thought of having these two hotties fulfilling all of his fantasies night after night for a month was too much to pass up.
"Let's do it, I'm in!", he said.
The girls cheered excitedly, then asked, "So what's next? We bet on which team is gonna win, right?"
"Sure, which team do you want?," he asked.
They both shrugged. "Doesn't matter to us, all we know is that the Chiefs are Taylor and Travis's team. You can pick if you want."
There was no way the Chiefs would be this close to a threepeat and not pull it off, and everyone knows Mahomes is virtually unbeatable in the postseason. Almost feeling as if he were cheating he said, "Ok, well if you don't care, I guess I'll take the Chiefs."
"Cool! So then, we'll take the green team... the Eagles, right?"
Smiling he confirmed, "Yes, the green team is the Eagles."
*********
When the Eagles scored just before halftime to make the score 24-0 he began to break out in a sweat. He felt the girls snuggling in closer to him on either side, their voices alternating in his ears.
"Sweetie? You look nervous, are you nervous?.... that last touchdown was pretty bad for your team, wasn't it?... is 24-0 a pretty big lead in football?... it seems like it might be... but I bet your team will still probably come back and win, right?..."
As the second half progressed he felt himself feeling warmer. Dizzier. Anxious. Like the walls were slowly closing in around him. They continued to ask innocent questions about the game, but now their hands were beginning to rub along his thighs. His chest. Their lips sometimes touching his ear as they whispered to him.
No longer able to think about the game his mind was filled with the reality that his fantasy was about to be flipped on its head. They were not going to become sexy playthings who would belong to him. He was about to become theirs. For a month.
What was going to happen? What were they going to do with him??
Oh god, he was getting so hot. He was starting to tremble. And the way their hands seemed to keep creeping closer and closer to his crotch had his cock embarrassingly hard and straining in his jeans.
As the clock ticked down to less than four minutes to go, the outcome clearly decided, their voices murmured in his ears, "Sweetie, you're burning up... let us help you..."
Slender fingers unbuttoned his shirt, pulling the fabric apart. His chest quivered as soft hands trailed along his skin.
A soft tongue gently teased his ear, a voice whispering, "I think the green team is about to win..."
Soft lips nibbled his other ear, a voice purring, "I think you're about to become ours..."
The moment the clock hit 0:00 they said, "That's it, right?.... it's official?... the game's over?... you're ours to do with as we please for the next month now, right?"
His head was reeling but he stammered, "I... I guess so??"
"Awesome!.... then let's go, sweetie.... you're coming with us..."
Things began happening so fast his head was swimming. He was being led to a bedroom. Clothes were being peeled off of him. Guided down onto a bed. His arms pinned down. Jeans tugged off.
And with one of them now straddling his chest, pinning his arms above his head, the other began slipping his wrists into cuffs secured to the corners of the frame.
"Oh god," he groaned as he realized what was happening.
"Don't struggle," the girl straddling him instructed with a taunting grin. "You're ours now, remember? We get to do what what we want with you now..."
A moment later he found himself naked, spread and bound to the corners of the bed.
"Mmm, we got him," a voice purred triumphantly.
"Mmm hmm, he's all ours now..." The two girls grinned as they gave one another a celebratory high five.
Swallowing hard, he nervously asked, "S-so, what are you going to do with me?"
Smiling one of them teased, "Aww, now what fun would that be? We don't want to tell you now and spoil all your surprises, but you'll have a month to find out..."
Her friend added, "We can tell you one thing though you will most certainly not be doing during the next month."
She then dangled a chastity device tauntingly from her fingertips. When his eyes widened and he whispered, "Oh my god...," the other teased, "That's right baby, no cumming for you... but don't worry, we won't ignore your cock. We'll make sure it gets lots and lots of attention every day."
They smiled at his whimper, and as they laid the device back down said, "Relax cutie, were not putting it on you yet...."
And after a brief pause, the other added, ".... we'll wait until we have you at the point that you're absolutely dying to cum, then the cage will go on."
He looked on helplessly as they began slowly, teasingly peeling off their clothes, allowing their sexy curves to slowly be revealed to their captive.
As they made their way onto the bed they teased, "Do you like what you see, baby?... wanna touch us?... too bad you're all tied up, huh?.... can you imagine if you'd have won and we were both all yours?...."
"Oh goddd...," he groaned.
By now the two girls were stretched out along either side of him, wrapping their silky soft curves around him. Enveloping him in alluring female softness. Their long legs running up and down his body. Their mounds rubbing against him. Silky hands roaming his body.
His cock was already raging with need as they both sucked and licked sensually at his neck. His ears. Their voices whispering seductively.
"... we're going to make you so hot... so hard... your poor cock, it's going to ache so much... you're going to want to cum so bad... but we're not going to let you..."
They laughed softly at his whimper, their voices alternately purring once more.
"But, before we show you just how badly we can make you want to cum, a word of advice...."
"Never bet against die-hard Eagles fans, sweetie...."
"We weren't afraid of Mahomes... we knew he couldn't beat us..."
"The Chiefs offensive line would never be able to stop our defensive front..."
"We knew the Chiefs didn't have a prayer against us..."
"And that you didn't either..."
"Sweetie, the moment you walked in the door we knew you were going to be ours...."
"Oh my goddd...," he groaned in disbelief, realizing how he'd been set up.
Smiling mischievously, they gazed down at him and purred, "Fly Eagles, Fly sweetie,".... just before the two of them slowly descended down his body, preparing to claim him as their own.
Could you do Jenna Ortega tying her boyfriend to the bed for a 'birthday treat', teasing edging and denying him before locking him in chastity?
unff.. incredible prompt...
Your birthday had been great. The big party was set for next week but Jenna had a day planned out for the two of you. And after a fancy dinner where Jenna looked like an absolute Goddess you were finally home.
Jenna had been crazy flirty all day and when she asked you to get naked and wait on the bed, you were quick to obey.
"Fuck." You muttered when Jenna came walking in in just her lingerie. She was such a beautiful, sexy woman. And most importantly, you two clicked so we'll, always able to have fun together or on occasion enjoy each other's company in silence.
"Are you ready for your final gift?" She asked you with sweet yet slightly devious purr that got you super excited. Your already hard cock twitched and you got up to greet her but she pushed you back down.
"Oh no.. not yet." She teased before grabbing your left hand and securing to the corner of the bed.
She was going to tie you up. That somehow turned you on even more. Your body already felt so hot as she secured your other limbs. You were spread out and completely vulnerable.
You watched as she secured a ring around the base of your cock. "It makes you last longer." You said with a wink.
She then sat in between your legs and wrapped her hands around your cock. She slowly started to pump your erection. She went so slow yet you were soon trembling in pleasure.
Your voice started to quiver when she teased your most sensitive parts with her thumb. The ring squeezed your cock tightly numbing her touch a little. Still she worked you so slow, making you feel her touch linger on every inch of your touch.
"Aah.. oh my god, Jenna!" You cried out in pleasure and frustration. Your desire to orgasm was greater than your body's build up to it.
The ring and her skill made sure of that. Jenna grinned, breathing a little heavier as she was pleased to see you enjoy her teasing the shit out of you.
The power turned her on so much she was starting to forget it was your birthday. She was planning to make you cum eventually but now she just wanted to tease and deny you.
Soon you felt yourself about to cum. "Oh god.. Jen... This is amazing.. I'm going to cum." You moaned, your whole buzzing with pleasure.
"Yeah? Are you going to give me a big fat load." She responded, her voice drenched in lust.
"Nngg.. fuck yes! I'm going to make a big mess on your face. Ooh.. God!" You fired back pulling on the rope.
"Mmm.. fuck baby." She whimpered. "That sounds so fucking hot but.." she teased before pulling her hands away just before you tip over.
"I'm thinking... Not yet." She giggled while you started to writhe and squirm in the frustrating pleasure of denial.
"Fffuckk.. Jenn.. p.please!" You complained as your body trembled. Jenna giggled as she shook her head. She waited till you calmed down and repeated it again. Slowly working you up to the edge, begging for your cum, driving you nuts only to pull away again.
You were beyond frustrated and annoyed but your body just felt so fucking good as that near-orgasm feel just lingered inside your body. Then she made it even worse for you.
You looked so weak and needy to her. She fucking loved it. She crawled up and slipped her panties aside. She then guided the tip against her pussy.
"Ohh ffuck..yes.. Jenna. Aahn." You breathed as she very slowly sat her down on your cock. Slowly your dick filled her pussy.
"You are so fucking hard, baby. I can feel it throb inside me." she moaned, playing it up to make you even more excited, more needy. You were moving underneath her, pulling on the bindings.
She was smirking down at you, planting her hands on her chest, leaning over you.
"I'll bet you want to blow your load deep inside my sweet little pussy." She teased making your groan.
"Nngg.. ffuck.. Jenna.. please." You begged her, you were close, just a few thrusts and you'd have the most amazing orgasm or your life. Jenna finally pulled up her hips and held it there, just the tip was inside. You were panting, dying with need. She had you at her weakest.
"Okay." She purred, looking in your eyes. You moaned, you were so ready to finally cum.
"No.. no. no... Jenna." You started pleading when she just slid off leaving you denied.
"I'm sorry baby.. you have no idea how horny I am right now seeing you like this." She tells you as she gets off the bed briefly. She climbs back on and plants her pussy on your face.
"Make me cum, boy." She demands and, orgasm starved beyond reason you start to eat her out. As you do, you feeling something being pushed onto your cock. HArder and harder, your cock is forced down until you feel a click and your dick pushing and pulsing in a tight metal prison.
And as you made your girlfriend cry out in pleasure you realized you were now locked in chastity and she was the one who would decided when it would get unlocked.
Your body trembled in new kind of pleasure.... submissive pleasure. The pleasure of not knowing. The pleasure of the denial.. her using your body for her pleasure instead of yours.
After that first night of fulfilling his fantasy of finding out what it would be like to have his cock caged... his pleasure controlled... his orgasms denied... she never thought it would last.
A couple days? A week tops? But no, he was now on Day 19.
Not only that, she'd been showing him no mercy. Teasing him. Provoking him. Freeing him from his cage only to edge and taunt him with orgasms agonizingly close but yet were still out of reach.
But now, on Day 19, he'd finally succumbed to the pressure. The frustration. The longing. The desperation.
The tone in his voice had been so sweet, even timid, when he'd tentatively entered the kitchen and in an adorably awkward, unsure way managed to utter his confession.
"Baby, the last few weeks have been amazing. You've been amazing. I was so nervous about admitting my fantasy to you but now I'm so glad that I did. You've been perfect, it's been even hotter than I imagined it would be so thank you so much. But, as much as I've loved it I think it's time that we, you know, go back to the way things used to be."
She remained perfectly silent, giving him no choice but to say the words.
Letting out a soft sigh, he added, "So anyway, if you could just go ahead and, you know, unlock me... I'm ready for us to just, you know, go back to normal."
She offered a gentle, supportive smile then began slowly walking toward him. Her provocatively attired curves swaying enticingly. When she reached him she placed her hands on his chest, gently guiding him backwards a couple steps until he found himself between the hardness of the wall behind him and the softness of her curves that now pinned him against it.
Winding her arms around his neck, her face close to his, she asked, "Are you sure, honey? We can go a little longer if you want."
Before he could respond she pressed her thigh between his, pressing it gently against the outline of his caged cock. He gasped softly as it rocked and rubbed softly against him.
With his voice cracking he replied, "I... I'm sure."
"Mmm," she purred softly. With her lips brushing softly along his neck, her breath warm at his ear, she murmured, "Is it getting to be too much for you? Is it starting to be more than you can handle?"
Breathing heavily he panted, "Y-yeah... it is."
"Oh honey, you poor thing... you want me that badly now?"
Nodding his head, with a sweet desperation in his voice he replied, "So bad, you have nooo idea. God, I want you so much!"
"Aww," she cooed sympathetically.
Tugging slightly just enough on her top so that she could free her soft, full breast, she let her fingertip trace her nipple as she asked, "Do you miss these, baby? My tits? Being allowed to have them whenever you want? Having them in your mouth?"
"Oh god," he whimpered. "Baby please?? I'm begging you..."
"Oooh, begging me?," she purred in a taunting voice. "I like that, I like that alot..."
She laughed softly at his groan. With her tongue now softly teasing his ear, she whispered, "So, are you finally ready, baby? Have you had enough of your fantasy? You wanna be unlocked now?"
"Yesss..."
"Yeah? And you're sure you're ready to go back to normal?..."
"Yesss..."
"Mmm, and are you ready to cum for me? Hmm? Is that want you want, baby?"
"God yes," he groaned. "I want that so much! Please, please, please...."
Now looking into his eyes, she softly said, "Honey, you have no idea how much I love hearing you say that, how much I've been looking forward to this moment...."
With a look of relief on his face, he groaned, "Oh my god, really?? Thank god, thank you baby, thank you so much!"
With a soft, wicked chuckle she purred, "Oh trust me honey, the pleasure's all mine. Oh and by the way, do you know what today is?"
Shaking his head, he replied, "No?"
He let out an agonized groan of need when he felt her reach down and begin to gently rub and squeeze his caged cock through his shorts.
"Well honey," she began in what was now a noticeably mischievous and taunting tone of voice. "Today is the day your fantasy ends... and mine begins."
"I... I'm sorry?," he says in confusion. "Your fantasy?"
"Mmm hmm," she purred seductively. "You know, the one where I finally get the payoff from having persuaded you to confess your chastity fantasy to me? For you to let me lock you up? Then give me the key? That one?"
"W-what??," he whispered with fear in his voice.
Laughing softly, she continued, "And then, when it gets to be too much for you, when you just can't take it anymore... I tell you that I have no intention of unlocking you. That I intend to keep you hard... needy... desperate? That I'll never unlock you unless I've got you restrained? That you'll never cum again without my permission? That fantasy? Had I never mentioned that one to you before, honey?"
The look of shock and disbelief on his face was priceless. "You... you... you can't be serious??"
Smiling as she gently caressed his face with her soft hand, she purred, "Oh sweetheart, I promise... I've never been more serious about anything in my life."
"Oh... my... god..."
"I know, and I know you wanna cum," she sympathized. "But honey, you should understand, I've barely even started with you. You have no idea yet of what it feels like to want to cum... or how badly I can make you want it... but even that doesn't matter because I still won't let you... and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it."
She smiled at his whimper, adding, "...but trust me honey, you will. I'm going to show you all of those things, I promise."
"My god...."
Kissing his cheek softly, she murmured, "It'll be ok honey, you'll see. I'll take good care of your cock for you going forward, I know just what it needs... far better than you know. Baby, I've always known that this is what you need."
She then casually walked away, leaving him in a stunned daze. But then, she turned back toward him and added, "Oh, and sweetie? One more thing, you wanted things to go back to normal, right? Good news honey, you're there.... welcome to your new normal."
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You knew that if you had 5 minutes out of the cage, to clear your mind, to think rationally, you’d be able to tell her no. You’d have the strength to tell her you weren’t going back in the cage. Unfortunately for you, she knew this too. You didn’t stand a chance.
