The tight metal cage around my small cock rubbed against my thighs as I walked home form work. I had worn the chastity cage for over 2 months now. I was no longer in control of when I got to cum or even if I got to cum. There was a pink, heart-shaped lock on the cage, it dangled and swung freely, teasing my mind every time I saw it. My wife or ‘Mistress’ as I now had to call her, had forced me into it as well as changing my wardrobe to make me more feminine. I was wearing a pair of thin pink panties that were tight around my balls and cock and were lacy with a bow on the front.
I would do anything to get things back to how they were before this started this.
I had met her on a dating app and I was so happy. We got on well together and had the same likes and dislikes. So we decided to move in together. I never imagined this would be the result. She had such a sweet, caring demeanour when we met and I felt so in love with her. I thought it was too good to be true, but she kept surprising me with her kind and generous nature.
Stumbling up the stairs to our apartment I thought about what had happened. We had been living together for about 2 weeks and everything was going really well, when out of the blue, she announced that she was in charge from now on and I was her little bitch. She had forced me to put this ridiculous cage on and had started buying me more feminine clothes. This included a pair of black, latex, high heeled boots which were extremely uncomfortable to walk in, a pair of black, shiny, latex pants and a white blouse. She wouldn’t even let me see her naked anymore. I had no choice but to do what she said, I still loved her and didn’t want to leave.
As I reached the door I could hear her moving around inside, probably getting changed. My cock strained against the cage as the anticipation of seeing her grew. As I opened the door, she was stood in the hallway with a big grin on her face. She was wearing long silky dress which clung to her body and a pair of heels. Her breasts pushed against the fabric, creating a large amount of cleavage.
She had her arms folded and said “You’re late.” I could feel my heart sink, I was only 10 minutes late. She then said “Well go and get your maid’s outfit on” as she walked into the living room and sat down.
My wife had told me that since I was now her ‘bitch’, I was expected to cook, clean and look after her. She was a stay-at-home wife, so she would just lay around and make me work for her. The first time she had made me wear the maid’s outfit, I was extremely embarrassed and protested. But she just slapped me and threatened to punish me. She told me if I didn’t do what she said, or misbehaved, I wouldn’t be allowed to cum.
I walked into our bedroom and took my clothes off, leaving me in just the pink, heart-shaped lock, chastity cage. I hated the fact that I had no control and had no idea when I was going to be allowed out. My cock would get painfully hard at times and I had no way of releasing it, other than a couple of hours of milking a few weeks ago. She had given me permission to cum, but then had teased me with a vibrator all over my cock until I had nearly lost my mind. Just before I was about to cum, she turned it off and locked me back up. That was the last time I was allowed to cum.
I walked over to the closet where my ‘maid’ outfit was stored and pulled out a tiny, short, black dress. It was frilly around the edges and had a lace trim and white apron on the front. I pulled the dress over my head, letting the chastity cage fall out of the bottom, and smoothed it out over my body. There was no way to hide the chastity device as the lock was hanging down the front. It was extremely tight on me and it barely covered the top of my thighs.
I pulled a pair of stockings out of the closet and sat on the edge of the bed. They were black and had a lace trim along the top. I put them on one leg at a time and pulled them all the way up. They had a white band around the top where they held onto my legs. The panties I was wearing were too tight and small and had been cutting into me all day. The top of the stocking was rubbing against the front of my panties.
I walked out of the room and back into the hallway, heading towards the living room. When I got there, my wife was lounging on the sofa, she had put her feet up on the table and was reading a magazine.
“What are you waiting for? I’m hungry” she said, not even looking at me.
“Yes Mistress” I replied and headed to the kitchen.
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By 9pm I had finished cleaning the apartment. I was exhausted and had had a long day at work, the last thing I wanted was to clean the house. My wife had just lay around on the sofa all day, texting other men and making me do things for her.
“Come here bitch, sit next to me” my wife said, putting her phone down.
“Yes Mistress, is there anything else I can do for you?” I asked, walking over and sitting down.
She smiled, “Well, I did have something in mind. It’s been a long time since you were allowed to cum”
My heart jumped. Maybe she was finally going to let me out.
“How long is it now, 3 weeks? That’s quite a while, I bet your balls are full.”
“Yes Mistress, very full”
She sat forward, resting her elbows on her knees. Her breasts hung down, the low cut dress showing off her cleavage.
“I know it is, I can see it in your eyes, the way you walk, the way you look at me” she paused, “the way you look at my breasts”
I didn’t say anything.
“You’re not getting out though. You’ll just have to get used to it”
My heart sank. Why was she doing this to me?
“However, I’m willing to help you release some pressure” she smiled.
I didn’t know what to think, I was hoping she would unlock me, but she wasn’t.
She stood up and walked over to the table where she had put her bag down earlier.
“Now, I’m not going to let you cum, but I’ll make you feel good. Come and kneel down next to me, facing away”
I stood up and walked over to her, she was digging around in her bag.
I knelt down next to her, facing away and waiting.
“Put your hands behind your back and interlock your fingers, don’t move them” she commanded.
“Yes Mistress”
“If you move them, or disobey me in any way, you won’t cum for another week”
“Yes Mistress”
“Good”
She walked behind me and grabbed my arms, pulling them together behind my back. She then tied them tightly with rope, leaving my fingers interlocked.
“This is for my pleasure”
“Yes Mistress, thank you”
She walked back around and put her hands on her hips.
“Stand up”
I stood up, wobbling a little, trying to balance with my hands tied.
“Now, bend over”
“Yes Mistress”
She stood right in front of me, smiling. I could smell her perfume, her breath, her sweat. It was intoxicating.
She reached out and grabbed the top of my dress, pulling it up.
“Oh my” she said, smiling, “you are so naughty”
I looked down, seeing the chastity cage and pink heart-shaped lock.
“Look at how hard you are, your cock is pushing against the cage”
It was painful, the metal digging into my skin.
“Now, keep still and relax”
She put her hand on the back of my head and gently pushed me down, forcing my chest and face into her breasts.
“Mmmm” she moaned, “yes”
I was breathing heavily, inhaling her scent. My heart was racing and my cock throbbed, the chastity device tight and uncomfortable.
Then… something began to change.
“Oh, yes, this is nice” she said, softly.
Her hand caressed the back of my head, gently stroking my hair.
“So nice, so relaxing”
With my face buried in her cleavage, the pain slowly began to disappear. The more she stroked my hair, the less I felt the discomfort of the cage.
“Just relax, I’m here for you”
Not only this, it was almost like her breasts here growing larger. They were soft and warm, pressing against my face and chest.
“I can feel you relaxing”
They were becoming bigger and softer. The feeling was amazing, it was like nothing I had ever felt before.
“So nice” she said, “so soothing”
As my body relaxed, the more I could feel the comfort and pleasure of her breasts.
“Your Mistress is here for you”
Her hand caressed the back of my head and her chest rubbed against mine, the warmth from her body radiating through her clothes.
“Mmm, so nice, so comforting”
Her hand moved down my back and caressed my ass.
Her breasts must have gone from DDs to Es and then Fs, I didn’t know how, but they were becoming so big.
“You’re not even worried about not being allowed to cum anymore”
Her voice was calm and soothing, her words hypnotic.
“That doesn’t matter, does it?”
“No Mistress” I said, my voice muffled by her breasts.
She was right, the feeling of her breasts was all that mattered.
“All that matters is your Mistress and how good she makes you feel”
“Yes Mistress”
My body was completely relaxed, there was no discomfort from the chastity cage. All I could feel was her breasts.
“Let go of the pain, forget about your cock, relax and feel the pleasure”
“Yes Mistress”
My voice was barely audible.
“Relax, feel the pleasure”
“Yes, yes Mistress”
My voice was muffled, the only sound was the beating of my heart.
“The more you relax, the more you will feel the pleasure”
“Yes Mistress”
I couldn’t remember why I was here, or even who I was. All I could feel was her breasts. They were growing, becoming bigger and more pleasurable.
“I can feel you letting go, letting yourself relax, let the pleasure consume you”
“Yes Mistress”
I felt like I was floating. Her breasts were so soft and warm.
“It feels so good, doesn’t it?”
“Yes, Mistress”
My body was completely relaxed, her breasts were the only thing that mattered.
“You love your Mistress, don’t you?”
“Yes Mistress”
“I can feel the love and devotion in your voice”
“Yes Mistress”
Her hands caressed my back and shoulders.
“Do you want to cum, bitch?”
“Yes Mistress, yes”
“I didn’t hear you”
“Yes, Mistress, please, I want to cum”
“No, you’re not going to cum. You’re just going to feel the pleasure”
“Yes, Mistress”
She moved her body, grinding her breasts into my chest.
“The pleasure is all you need”
“Yes, Mistress”
“It feels so good, doesn’t it?”
“Yes, Mistress”
“Let the pleasure consume you”
They must have been G cups now, or more. The pleasure was intense.
“I can feel your cock straining against the cage”
“Yes Mistress”
“It’s so small and hard, isn’t it?”
“Yes, Mistress”
“Your body is responding, you’re about to explode”
“Yes Mistress”
“That’s not cumming though”
“No Mistress”
“When you explode, it’s not cum”
“No, Mistress”
“You’ll never cum, never have an orgasm”
“No, Mistress”
“Because orgasms are for people who have a cock”
“Yes Mistress”
“Cumming is for men, not for you”
“Yes Mistress”
Her hands forced me deeper into her breasts, making it hard to breathe.
“But you’re not a man, are you?”
“No Mistress”
“You’re just a worthless bitch”
“Yes, Mistress”
My cock strained against the chastity cage, pushing against the metal.
I… i could feel myself actually getting close to cumming, but then it would just disappear. I had been denied release for so long, that this was the closest I had been in ages. It might be happening.
“I can feel the pleasure building inside you, you’re about to explode”
“Yes, Mistress”
“Let it happen, let the pleasure take you over”
“Yes, Mistress, oh, yes”
Her breasts engulfed my head. They were becoming so big, that her dress began to rip
“Yes, yes, yes”
My body tensed and shook.
“Yes, yes, yes”
Her hands held onto the back of my head, holding me in place.
I couldn’t breathe, her breasts were suffocating me.
“Yes, yes, yes”
My cock ached as I tried to cum.
“Yes, yes, yes”
I couldn’t breathe.
and…
then…
… it happened.
I felt a rush of pleasure, as my entire body spasmed.
My cock throbbed inside the chastity cage, desperately trying to cum, but unable to.
“Oh, oh, yes”
As my body exploded with pleasure, a warm, sticky liquid squirted out of my cock.
“Ah, ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”
I shook myself awake and sat upright. I looked down, I had fell asleep in a pile of my wife’s dirty laundry. I had not cum… but a wet patch had appeared on the front of my panties.
“Did you fucking fall asleep?” my wife screamed, walking into the room, “I’ve been calling you for 5 minutes”
“I’m sorry, Mistress, I was just washing your clothes”
She stood there, looking down at me. Her arms were crossed and her eyes were fixed on mine.
“Im adding another 6 months onto your chastity” she said, smiling, “now what about some more physical punishment? I think that’ll teach you a lesson”
“Yes, Mistress. Thank you Mistress”
I was still dazed from the experience. My mind was swimming with the images and feelings from the dream.
I stood up and my wife turned around and walked towards the door.
“Come on, get over here” she said.
I followed her out of the room and into the hallway. We walked down to the end and then into the living room.
She stopped in front of the sofa and turned to face me.
“Bend over the arm of the sofa, now” she ordered.
“Yes, Mistress”
My body was covered in goosebumps, I knew what was coming.
“Get over here, slut” she said.
I walked over and stood beside her, my hands trembling.
“Bend over the arm of the sofa”
“Yes, Mistress”
As I bent over, I felt her hands reach under the skirt of my maid’s outfit and grab the sides of my panties.
She quickly pulled them down, exposing my bare ass.
“What a beautiful ass” she said, rubbing her hand across my cheeks.
“Thank you, Mistress”
“It’s going to look even better with my marks on it”
“Yes, Mistress”
She ran her hand over my ass, teasing and taunting me.
“Now, tell me why you’re being punished”
“Because I fell asleep when you called for me”
“Yes, but what else?”
“I disobeyed you and fell asleep”
“Yes, but what else?”
“I disobeyed you and did not clean your laundry when you asked”
“Yes, but what else?”
“I am an unworthy servant”
“Yes, and…”
“And I need to be punished”
“That’s right, and now you will be”
I could feel her breath on the back of my neck.
“Now, count them out, each one will be harder than the last, do you understand?”
“Yes, Mistress”…
