10 Seconds in:
As she clicked the lock closed about my small chastity cage, Mistress Jennifer smiled and said “I don’t think you’ll need that for a few weeks. I’ve got something even better for you!”
I watched her pick up the small key, the one she had bought specifically to keep me locked away. She was the only one who had the key, and with it, she could deny me my orgasm, or keep me in this chastity cage until she decided to take it off. This was something new for us, a bit of kinky fun in our marriage, and I found myself looking forward to her teasing me for a day or two. I would probably be out of it by the weekend.
The look on her face and the tone of her voice sent a small thrill down my spine. There was something going on, and I knew she was hiding a secret. I had been so excited over the idea of being kept under lock and key that I hadn’t asked any questions, but as she placed the key on the necklace she wore, I knew there was more to come.
Jennifer stood before me, smiling a sly grin, her brown hair still perfect, her clothes showing just enough of her curves to tease without revealing anything. She looked like an angel, and she could have been. I knew what lay under the clothing, the large breasts, and the small waist, the softness of her belly, and the strength of her legs.
Lifting my hand to the necklace, I saw the key dangling there, taunting me. Jennifer caught my hand and pulled it away. “Now, now, none of that!” she said. “You’ve barely been in it a minute honey! We can’t have you asking to take it off so soon!”
I looked down at the cage, seeing the pink rubber surrounding my manhood, the small lock in place, keeping the device firmly attached to me. It was a strange sensation, having my cock wrapped and contained. The feeling was a little like being erect but without any of the stiffness or pressure. I had to admit that I liked it, even though I was worried about the size. I was no small man, and the thought that it would not come off anytime soon worried me.
“So, you think you’re up for this?” She asked. I smiled back at her, thinking she meant the chastity cage. “Oh yes, of course. I can’t wait until Saturday!” I said. Jennifer’s smile grew. “Yeah honey of course… just until Saturday… now come here you, I’ve missed those lips!”
We kissed, and the sensation of her lips on mine sent a jolt through my body. I held her close, feeling the softness of her curves. It felt so good to hold her, and I could feel the warmth coming from her core, the heat from between her thighs. Her hands found my hips, and I felt her grip tighten as she pulled me closer.
I heard the soft sound of her dress hit the floor, and when we broke apart her body was completely naked. My eyes took in her form, and my body reacted to her beauty. She had the body of a goddess, and I wanted nothing more than to please her.
“Oh yeah baby,” she moaned, “That’s it. Make your mistress happy.” I felt her hands grip the cage, and she began squeezing. Her hands were warm, and her grip firm. My cock swelled, and the feeling of her rubbing me while the cage contained me was an incredible turn-on. My breathing came harder, and the sounds of her moans made me want to please her even more.
“Come on baby,” she said, her hand still rubbing, “Let’s see how well this works. I want to see your cock hard. Give it all you’ve got, baby.” I felt the pressure build in my groin, and my body reacted to her urging. A small drop of liquid appeared, and her fingers slid over the tip of the cage. Her eyes lit up, and she smiled a wicked grin. “Oh yeah,” she cooed, “That’s it. That’s a good boy.”
I tried, but no matter how much pressure I built up, the liquid remained in place. The tip of the cage was coated, and my cock strained inside the casing, but nothing happened. After a few moments of trying, my body relaxed and the pressure subsided. I could still feel the liquid coating the tip, but it would not move.
Mistress Jennifer released her grip and stepped back, looking down at the cage and the glistening pink rubber. Her finger slid along the length, and the tip of her nail teased the head. I gasped, feeling the sharp sting of her nail.
“So, I think this will work, don’t you?”
3 Weeks in:
It had been at least 3 weeks since Jennifer had locked my cock into the small rubber cage, and the novelty was wearing thin. It had started out fun and games, but she had been very busy at work, and I hadn’t seen her much. Our schedules rarely lined up, and it seemed like there were days when we both went to bed without ever seeing each other.
She was still wearing the key on the chain, and it dangled about her neck as she moved around the house. Every time I saw her, the sight of the key brought back the memory of her locking me away. The first couple of days, I had thought I would be out in a couple of hours, but the time passed quickly. Soon, a week had gone by, and I began to think about how long it would be until I was free again.
“Hey baby,” she said, as she walked past, “How are we feeling today? Do we miss our freedom yet?”
I smiled back at her. It was hard to stay angry at her, and even if the novelty was starting to wear off, she still made me hot. I loved the way her body swayed when she walked, the way her hair fell about her face, and the smile she always wore. It didn’t hurt that I knew what lay under the dress, the beautiful curves, and the soft skin.
“Not too much yet,” I said, “but maybe just a bit. How’s work going?”
Jennifer leaned in and kissed me. Her lips were soft and full, and the kiss was passionate. I felt her arms go about my neck, and her body pressed against mine. She pushed me back until my legs were up against the couch. Without breaking the kiss, she pushed me backward, forcing me to sit.
She sat next to me, and her fingers caressed the cage. My cock tried to swell, but the casing prevented it from doing so. Her fingers teased and taunted, sliding over the smooth surface and teasing the end. She knew how to play me, and she took advantage of my weakness.
“Work is great,” she said, “I’m sorry I haven’t been around much lately, but this deal is going to be huge!”
She slid down onto the floor, kneeling between my legs. Her hands stroked my inner thighs, and I felt her breath on the rubber cage. I watched her, waiting to see what she would do. This was a side of her I had never seen before, and I wondered how far she would go.
“It’s so cute, all tucked away like this. No more of that silly erection thing.” She licked her lips, and her tongue teased the tip. Her fingers gripped the cage, and her lips closed around the end. I felt the suction as her tongue lashed about the opening. The tip was exposed, and her tongue tickled the sensitive nerves.
“Oh my god,” I gasped. I was enjoying her attention, and my body responded as much as it could. My heart rate was elevated, and the blood pounded in my ears. My body strained to break free, but the casing held.
“I can tell you like it, baby,” she whispered, “Your cock is straining to get out, but the cage is working. Isn’t it?”
She was right, and there was no sense in lying. “Yes,” I gasped, “yes, it is working.”
Her smile was broad, and her eyes lit up. “Good. You know what that means don’t you?”
I could guess, but I didn’t say anything. She reached behind her neck and removed the key. It swung from her fingers, and she placed it in my hand.
“It’s time to put you into a smaller one,” she said, her eyes flashing.
My stomach dropped, and I had to remind myself to breathe.
