She brought him to the closet and he looked nervous. She could tell he was hoping for something different. He had done a wonderful job vacuuming, dusting, cleaning, ironing all day for her. Of course he was motivated by the cage she had locked around his cock which made any erection rather moot. And of course he knew that it would remain as long as his beloved Mistress was dissatisfied with any of his work. She had loaded him up this morning knowing he'd have to work like a slave to finish. But of course that is what he'd said he had wanted; and she was acquiring a taste for it now. She liked having her clothes nicely laundered and ironed *all* the time. She liked having all the wood work dusted more than she'd ever have time to do it. She could tell by his eyes that he was hoping for some fun but she was tired and after all she was the Mistress. And although he was trying to be his delightful low maintenance self he was never the less very needy. And she didn't want to be around it.
She should expect him to be a little frothy after six days of denial but that was not her problem. He was naked except for the cage she'd locked around his thing. Nothing really much more than a short little tube to keep lustful hands off. There was a delightful piezo-electronic sensor at the back of the band. When his cock begin to swell, the pressure can be monitored electronically. And when she wanted him to calm down she could use this feature to train him.
She brought him over to the meditation station. She had him build this for just these occassions. The station was simply a chain tautly strung horizontally in a closet about waist high. His Collar was attached to the center with his hands stretched to either side. When he was locked in it he could either settle on his knees or be on his feet but well bent over. She placed the mirror so he could see his condition of total helplessness. So he could see the cage locked around his cock.
She lit some candles around a mounted picture of herself for him to contemplate. She moved in front of him. He could hear her playing with the metal; closing the hasps, and locking the locks. He couldn't see much above her waist as she spoke. He could hear her playing with something and then felt a coldness at his anus as she massaged some jelly lubricant on him.
"Relax darling this is going to help you concentrate and I think you'll need it." Slowly she pumped the dildoe in and out for number of minutes before it lodged inside.
"Mistress?" he says with chagrin.
"Relax honey, almost done. I just have to put the right plugs in the right sockets" I could feel her playing with the wires as they brushed against the back of my thighs.
"All right sweetheart this may..."
"YEOW!!.." The vibrating electric shock shot straight up my ass.
"OK there we are". as she twisted the calibration button back under the threshold.
"Please no more Mistress" he begged.
"That will be up to you dear" She came and sat down directly in front of him. She looked him straight in the eyes before tenderly kissing him on the mouth. Inevitably his cock became swollen and in a moment his ass received and stunning shock.
"OH God! Mistress please!" She was smiling. broadly.
"Oh wonderful it works." His cock soon became flaccid and the pain subsided.
"You see I wanted this time for you to concentrate on keeping your lust in check. That wonderful little sensor turns on your ass plug if you swell too much. I'm sure it will help you concentrate on worshipping me without lust."
"Mistress please I can't help that."
"I'm sure you'll learn quickly" she cooed.
"You did a lovely job on the house dear. I'm not punishing you. I just need some time to unwind. And your just too horny to be around right now. So we're giving you a time out; a little time to think about the fact that sex is only on my terms now. This is just what you asked for isn't it? For me to be the boss, for me to control your sex, for you to take on the drugery and to do whatever I want to you to do?"
"Yes Mistress. I did Mistress of course but ...Please don't leave me here long."
Her clothes swish as she bends closer to my ear and whispers, "Quiet now or I'll bring out the cane. I'll be right upstairs if you have a real problem, but what I want from you is to be quiet and just wait patiently here until I come and fetch you. You'll do that for me, won't you?", and she kisses the top of my head.
Her footsteps echo off as she leaves him helpless and alone. She smiles as she pours herself a glass of wine and looked through the mail. It was really nice to have a quiet and clean house to come home to. She smiled thinking about the man she had locked up downstairs. He was so obedient when she told him his 'sentence'. He was being so quiet just for her. She knew from experience he would quietly kneel for 20 minutes or so before getting on his feet to give relief to his knees. But after a while on his feet his back would need relief and he would settle back on his knees. Back and forth. Just waiting. Until she decided differently. And he was not to complain. After all he asked for it.
He listened as she walked about. And tried to adjust his knees a bit. He thought about her body but started to feel his manhood rise and his fear managed to hold him back. His evening consisted of relaxing enough to think forbidden thoughts and trying desperately to think of anything else but kinky sex which made him completely immersed. He managed to find a state where he was visuallizing her sweet naked pussy and keeping his cock well behaved. He looked at her picture and smiled at how much he loved her. He imagined smelling her hair and "Mmmmph!" and with little warning he began to feel the swelling in his sex just before the shock pours through his body!!! ... His cock relaxes almost instantly. He does not enjoy this stimulation. But soon his mind wanders to how intensely sexy it is to be at her mercy in this way. 'Don't!' he mentally screams to his cock. But it's too late and the plug must do the job his mind can't. 'Damn'. He tries to think about something else. He visualizes the polishing she gave to her shoes. There are so many pairs. And she has very specific requirements about how they must be cared for. He got what he asked for. To give her permission to use him. Menially. And she did. That is *so* sexy. His cock begins to warm. 'Oh God ... But don't!!' His cock stiffens weakly just below the threshold. He knows if he has a contraction he will be shocked flaccid. He wants so much to feel an erection but he just hovers. He hears her move to the bathroom and turn on the water. He imagines her taking a bath. He sees her body and thinks about his sad condition powerlessly waiting. And his mind can't control the contraction his body creates. 'YEOWWWW!!!' It takes the plug noticably longer to shrink his cock below threshold level yet he manages to bear this silently in compliance with his mistress' orders. And so his evening goes.
She oozes into the bath. The water laps up against her thighs as she soaks away her tensions. It's wonderful to come home and contemplate how he will serve her.n The thought of it begins exciting her again and before too long she finds her fingers playing with her lips as she washes. She reruns his look in her mind. That little pleading face that knows better than to simply beg but wants so much for some attention. She could see that in the immaculate way he was doing his chores. She liked the idea of him earning his rewards. But she also just liked teasing him unmercifully. And the hornier he became the more loving and attentive he became. Which she loved. Well at least most of the time. He needs to cool off a little bit and that is why she has him in meditation now. She soaks and listens. Silence. 'He's being a perfect angel'. She smiles and takes a sip of her wine; then sinks back to soak and play with her lips.
She listens to the phone messages and looks over the mail. Makes herself a little dinner and watches some TV before getting ready. She decides to visit him. She dressed up in hose and heels and a little negligee, did her makeup and walks to where her loving slave is helplessly bound.
He is of course very happy to see her. At first. He's been 'meditating' for over two hours.
"Have you been having chaste thoughts about me?". He lifts himself off his knees and she notices dangling between his legs his half erect swinging cock. She brushes his ass. "Well Have you been good?"
"Yes Mistress. I've been trying"
"How many shocks did you need?"
"Eleven Mistress" He did hope she would see that as 'good'.
"Hmmm... well not bad but certainly room for improvement. You must be glad to see me huh?"
"Oh Yes Mistress"
"Well I'm rather glad to see you too. I have a treat for you." She moves the mirror away and replaces it with an excercize bench. He sees she is wearing her nylons and pumps and after she sits he sees she is in her negligee wearing no panties and a big grin before lying back and resting her legs over his back. Her moist and aromatic pussy is just inches from his face. He see her fingers firmly hold her button and begin to quietly rotate across her moistening sex. He can't help himself as he feels his cock begin to grow and the current begin to flow.
"YEOW!!"
"Control yourself darling." she whispers. He manages some control. He tests the chains which hold his mouth away from her sex.
"Just looking darling -- don't be greedy", she breathes. He watches in rapt fascination as she gently and quietly strokes herself in front of him. Then again how could he not. Her pussy is just inches away from his face. He considers the swelling that is occuring in his sex and the preassure building on the sensor. He remembers the piercing pain he has experienced all evening when these thoughts cannot be controlled. As his member engouges, he concentates all he can in not having a contraction. His fate hangs in the balance. His desire for the pleasure for making himself hard versus the instant pain such a transgression provokes. Meanwhile her pussy is getting wetter. Her breathing is increasing ever slightly and he is breathing in her scent. Her legs begin to move across his back. A single finger gently massages a small area just up and inside as the other hand holds her lips apart. She becomes still except for her single finger. The calm before this storm he knoww so well. Silence. And five beats later her spasm of a deep orgasm. She breathes a deep sigh of pleasure. Her body collaspes in relaxation as she lets the pleasure slowly subside. She waits over five minutes motionless before speaking. He's simply hanging; trying ddesperately to not allow his body to contract.
"Oh that was good dear. And you were a perfect gentleman. I'm very proud of you. And if you can do this next task without hurting yourself I think we can say your meditation time has paid off. Hmm?"
"Yes Mistress" He still managing to hold on. She knudges closer as she speaks.
"Clean me up now" she orders as she pushes her pussy in his face.
'That is so cruel Mistress' he thinks as he begins his task. He gently laps up the juice his Mistress' pussy has emitted and prays that the cock he barely controls will simply understand reason.
"Inside too. And don't be nasty. Cleaning only. Understand?"
'No he didn't understand. Why he needed this torture and why she seemed to be enjoying it so much' He carefully and with as little lust as he could muster place his tongue deep inside for the cleaning she requied.
She pats his head as she teases, "You've always liked cleaning". He thinks about the housework he assumes as her slave and the total control she takes from him now. His tongue is deep inside her when his cock disobeys both his and her directives to be calm. His shuttering pain makes his Mistress laugh as she pulls away.
"Oh dear. My poor pet. I guess you still need more training time." She smiles wickedly.
"Please Mistress", he begs. "Ple... YEOW!!"
"I rest my case. I think you need to rest yours."
"Oh Pleease! Mistress. I can't help it."
"Well I suppose that means you're in for a very exciting evening."