It had been 60 days since his last orgasm, and 30 days since he had last had his cage removed. 30 days without being touched, no stimulation, not even an erection. He had felt horny to the point of despair for what seemed like forever, but he knew that today it would all be over. All that suffering and waiting and eternal frustration would be allowed a release today.
There was a regular pattern now. He knew it well and was preparing already. He was making sure the house was meticulous. Cleaning, polishing, putting fresh bedding on the bed.. His clothes had already been chosen the night before, ironed and hung waiting. He had showered the previous night, and would shower and freshly shave himself shortly before her arrival. When Mistress came to his home, everything had to be just right.
He knew that she would remove his device, there maybe some teasing involved and some play, but he also knew, that at some point, he would get to make love with her, that she would orgasm 3 times, and then he would be allowed his orgasm before being locked up again.
He was so ready.. he was so desperate for her. He was worried that he might not last, and be able to satisfy her because he was about ready to explode just from the sight of her, the smell of her, her taste...
he felt on the edge of orgasm just thinking about it.
She arrived, as always at precisely the time planned. The predictable routine had begun.. She kissed him and said she had missed him and was so ready for him. His heart was racing so fast, his cock pleading for the freedom to get hard, and as she walked upstairs he followed, imagining fucking her hard and fast.
She instructed him to undress, as was usual. She tied his hand and gagged him while he was stood, and then took out her keys from the pocket inside her handbag and undid his chastity device. His erection was immediate.
She teased him, running her finger over his body, saying she could tell he needed her.
His cock strained and reached for her touch, and all he could think was how warm her pussy would feel..
Then she spoke to him.. "You are very lucky, you know. Not many chastity subs get to have sex with their Mistress. They are just denied sex altogether. You are such a lucky boy being able to fuck me so freely."
He hmphed a yes through his gagged mouth.
"I have decided that you have had too much freedom with me and I am going to limit you as from today. As from now, you are only allowed to push your cock into me just one time. One single push in, and out. That is it. Even that is a privilege. You are going to spend your days aching from now on for one single push in and out.."
He could hardly believe what he was hearing. His eyes had widened in disbelief and he was making sounds though his gag intimating the question "why?" His heart was thumping against his chest and he felt faint with disappointment and despair.. and yet, despite this, his cock throbbed and bounced and responded to her words as if it had its own mind. It was aroused at the thought....
She untied him and removed his gag, and dutifully he began giving her now naked body kisses and touches that pleasured her, and in turn aroused him all the more.
Her three orgasms were given as normal, and then she said.. "you can push your cock into me now.. well done.. you have earned your one push."
He was almost crying, whimpering, as he began to push himself into her, savouring every moment. She allowed him to remain inside her, if he was motionless.. so he layed there very still, feeling her warmth.
"You need more don't you?" She asked him. That was such an understatement. He needed more like she just wouldn't believe..
"Ihave have an idea", she said excitedly. He lifted his head, intent on hearing what she said. How about if I let you have more pushes, (Oh yes, please, more pushes... she had been playing, it was just a game.. oh the delight of more... his mind was in fast forward and he was beginning to move before she had even finished)...Each extra push in and out, is going to cost you £10. You can have as many as you like, but you pay for them.
He really didn't care. It was all part of a game he now realised and he began fucking her hard, really desperately hard, hearing her counting as he did so... ten, twenty, thirty... She got to two hundred and twenty when his orgasm exploded, and he was thinking hot.. so damn hot, at her idea to play a game of making him pay.
He kept handcuffs on his windowsill when she came round, all toys out ready for if she wished to use them. She took both pairs and hand cuffed his ankles and hands.
She dressed, and then opened his bottom drawer. There was a money roll in there which she had seen early on in their relationship. She had questioned him about it, and he said he had it there for emergencies.
She took the elastic band off and began counting the tens.. No, no... She had always said she wasn't into financial domination. She wouldn't really take that much money from him just for one orgasm? But she was doing.. She counted out £220, and put the remainder of the money back in his drawer, and £220 into her purse.. and as she did so his cock responded in a way that made it feel so very right to him.
And he realised that from now on, this would form part of the new routine.
There was a regular pattern now. He knew it well and was preparing already. He was making sure the house was meticulous. Cleaning, polishing, putting fresh bedding on the bed.. His clothes had already been chosen the night before, ironed and hung waiting. He had showered the previous night, and would shower and freshly shave himself shortly before her arrival. When Mistress came to his home, everything had to be just right.
He knew that she would remove his device, there maybe some teasing involved and some play, but he also knew, that at some point, he would get to make love with her, that she would orgasm 3 times, and then he would be allowed his orgasm before being locked up again.
He was so ready.. he was so desperate for her. He was worried that he might not last, and be able to satisfy her because he was about ready to explode just from the sight of her, the smell of her, her taste...
he felt on the edge of orgasm just thinking about it.
She arrived, as always at precisely the time planned. The predictable routine had begun.. She kissed him and said she had missed him and was so ready for him. His heart was racing so fast, his cock pleading for the freedom to get hard, and as she walked upstairs he followed, imagining fucking her hard and fast.
She instructed him to undress, as was usual. She tied his hand and gagged him while he was stood, and then took out her keys from the pocket inside her handbag and undid his chastity device. His erection was immediate.
She teased him, running her finger over his body, saying she could tell he needed her.
His cock strained and reached for her touch, and all he could think was how warm her pussy would feel..
Then she spoke to him.. "You are very lucky, you know. Not many chastity subs get to have sex with their Mistress. They are just denied sex altogether. You are such a lucky boy being able to fuck me so freely."
He hmphed a yes through his gagged mouth.
"I have decided that you have had too much freedom with me and I am going to limit you as from today. As from now, you are only allowed to push your cock into me just one time. One single push in, and out. That is it. Even that is a privilege. You are going to spend your days aching from now on for one single push in and out.."
He could hardly believe what he was hearing. His eyes had widened in disbelief and he was making sounds though his gag intimating the question "why?" His heart was thumping against his chest and he felt faint with disappointment and despair.. and yet, despite this, his cock throbbed and bounced and responded to her words as if it had its own mind. It was aroused at the thought....
She untied him and removed his gag, and dutifully he began giving her now naked body kisses and touches that pleasured her, and in turn aroused him all the more.
Her three orgasms were given as normal, and then she said.. "you can push your cock into me now.. well done.. you have earned your one push."
He was almost crying, whimpering, as he began to push himself into her, savouring every moment. She allowed him to remain inside her, if he was motionless.. so he layed there very still, feeling her warmth.
"You need more don't you?" She asked him. That was such an understatement. He needed more like she just wouldn't believe..
"Ihave have an idea", she said excitedly. He lifted his head, intent on hearing what she said. How about if I let you have more pushes, (Oh yes, please, more pushes... she had been playing, it was just a game.. oh the delight of more... his mind was in fast forward and he was beginning to move before she had even finished)...Each extra push in and out, is going to cost you £10. You can have as many as you like, but you pay for them.
He really didn't care. It was all part of a game he now realised and he began fucking her hard, really desperately hard, hearing her counting as he did so... ten, twenty, thirty... She got to two hundred and twenty when his orgasm exploded, and he was thinking hot.. so damn hot, at her idea to play a game of making him pay.
He kept handcuffs on his windowsill when she came round, all toys out ready for if she wished to use them. She took both pairs and hand cuffed his ankles and hands.
She dressed, and then opened his bottom drawer. There was a money roll in there which she had seen early on in their relationship. She had questioned him about it, and he said he had it there for emergencies.
She took the elastic band off and began counting the tens.. No, no... She had always said she wasn't into financial domination. She wouldn't really take that much money from him just for one orgasm? But she was doing.. She counted out £220, and put the remainder of the money back in his drawer, and £220 into her purse.. and as she did so his cock responded in a way that made it feel so very right to him.
And he realised that from now on, this would form part of the new routine.
Mistress Keyholder, this is really beautifully written. The idea of money changing hands is sometimes quite a delicate one in an enforced male chastity relationship, but it has a beautiful perversity to it when done just right ... the chastity victim becomes complicit in his own downfall; even to the point of paying the very woman doing it to him.
ReplyDeleteThis is a topic that I cover occasionally in my chastity captions blog:
icewolfchastity.blogspot.com/
... some people don't like the 'money' captions, others do.
By the way, I really like your blog; I hope you might find some interesting things in mine.
Wow.... now I don't usually like financial domination, but this is so hot. The thought of being so denied and so frustrated and then my on the one day that I was waiting for, waiting for so, so long and then you changed the rules..... Changed the rules forever. Just wow, what a mind you have!
ReplyDeleteThe thing that would make it worse is that I don't think I'd be able to cum knowing that it was costing me £10 per stroke so it could take me £200 or £300 before I even get close, if I get there at all. The financial control might turn me off just enough that it could cost me a huge chunk of money and even with all that desperation I might still not get off for it! And the grin on your face when I give up, desperate, broken and about to be locked all over again. Just wow!!