She poured herself a glass of wine and smiled to herself looking about the spotless kitchen. She could see he really was trying, looking carefully at the rim around the sink. She had explained to him that he must use the small scrub brush on those difficult crevices and she could see that he had taken her directive to heart. The kitchen just sparkled and she looked forward to her quiet evening at home. Taking her glass she looked through the mail he had neatly sorted on her desk and detected the hint of lemon oil she had him use on her fine furniture. Finding nothing particularly entertaining in the mail she checked her lipstick in the mirror. And then she casually checked the mirror itself moving her head to see if she could find a streak anywhere. No streaks; it truly tickled her how hard he really was trying. And she was glad, as she checked her home, that she could find little which had not been lovingly cleaned, polished and shined. Of course she could always find something to improve but on the whole she was glad he had taken his responsibilities so seriously. She quickly checked the bathroom particularly examining the caulking around the tub for any hint of mildew. She'd always had trouble with it before he'd arrived. But after she had pointed the problem out to him she had explained that it would please her if she never had to think about it again and he had been sure to keep the problem from recurring. So she was glad that she would not need to punish him and instead could reward him. She performed one last test; checking the top edge of her bedroom door, and found it had been recently dusted, as per her requirement.
Pushing open her door she sees him set up as she had left him; kneeling at the side of her bed. First she'd had him tightly lock on the electric dog collar around the his ball sac.
She remembered her veiled threat to him, "You won't want to find out what this feels like by disobeying me will you?"
"No Mistress." After chaining himself by his neck collar to the bed post she released him from his chastity cage.
"Don't get any funny ideas. I can promise you this you will very much regret having an 'accident'.
"Yes Mistress". She unlocked his chastity cage and his cock soon became very hard even without any touching.
"Let me see that marvelous ropework you do". And handing him some rope she watched as he ran the nylon cord around his waist and between his legs to each side of his erection before he carefully and tightly wrapped his sex from the bottom to just under the head for her. When she was satisfied she had him put on his ball gag and head harness and lock his hands in handcuffs behind his back before she put him in a blindfold. As she settled into the bed next him she watched his body squirm almost inperceptably. She took some massage oil and rubbed a bit of it between her fingers. Then she gently rubbed it on the swollen head of his very bound cock enjoying his squirming as she lightly felt it between her fingers and listened to his muffled response. He was so charged up. She stopped and took a sip of her wine and listened to his anguish at the loss of her touch.
"The house looks very nice," she teased. "You work so hard for me." Rubbing more oil on her fingertips she brushed them over the edge of his head to watch him squirm in desire for her before stopping. She picked up her magazine. And settled back. Everytime she flipped a page she rubbed her fingers with the oil and casually played with the tightly bound penis offered to her. And she would play with it until his noises got too intense. And then she'd let him cool down while she read the next couple of pages ... and repeat. After about 20 pages or so, she was finding she needed to touch him less and less to get him to intense.
"Oh dear you are getting very fiesty aren't you?"
"MMMMMmmmm !!"
"Yes I know but I want you to control your outbursts a bit now and just relax or I'll have to stop."
"NNNNNNNNNNnnn...MMMMMMmmmm!!"
She laughed and went back to her magazine and watched as her slave slowly settled back and waited. He was so good. She looked at him with affection after she flipped the page and wet her fingers with the oil and using only her index finger to tease the barely exposed underside just under the head and watched him try not to react. But as stoic as he was she found that after a few slippery strokes he began again with the mindless sounds and she would start reading again.
After about 25 minutes she no longer needed to use the massage oil. She would simply use the pre-cum drops forming at the tip of his cock for the lubricant she desired. She finished with her magazine an hour later. For the last 10 pages she found she could only touch him for a moment before he became too excited. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and removed his blindfold. He looked up at her pathetically. Then she took off his ball gag harness.
"I'm very pleased with your housework but I suppose you could tell I was pleased."
"Oh God yes Mistress thank you Mistress."
"Did you enjoy your reward?"
"Oh Mistress more than I can tell you but Mistress may I ask you something please?"
"Sure why not"
"I don't know how to ask this exactly. I know you've treated me exactly as I have agreed."
"Yes I have and you have done a very nice job fulfilling your requirements for me too."
"Yes Mistress... it's just that...
"yes .. go on"
"It's just that I can't stand it anymore now Mistress. I'm so horny I can barely think. All day and all night long all that seems to go on in my mind is wanting to come. I know I have given you complete discretion as to when I will be permitted to orgasm. But I am sincerely begging you Mistress. Just one little orgasm Mistress just to take the edge off. Please..."
She occassionaly enjoyed hearing him beg for it and he was always repsectful when he did so.
"Please Mistress please ..." He was on the edge of tears.
Again she teased, "I'm listening go on".
"Please Mistress I'm absolutely out of my mind with lust. Just one Mistress? I won't let it effect my work I promise. I just need to come please..."
"You certainly do need to come. I can barely touch you now without your reeling."
"Yes Mistress I do and you know it's been so long please? Please?"
She looked him deeply in his pleading eyes and quietly but deliberately she answered him, "I don't know how to tell you this so I will just say it ... no".
"Oh Mistress Please!"
"I enjoyed your begging but now it's time for you to listen."
"Oh God Mistress you don't understand."
"Be careful... I think it's you that doesn't understand."
"oh ... Yes Mistress. I'm sorry Mistress."
"It pleases me a great deal to have you be so mindlessly turned on and denied. And pleasing me is what you are here for dear isn't it?"
"Yes Mistress ... I just didn't think that..."
"Yes you just didn't think. And now that you serve me so nicely your don't need to think... just obey. Wait here."
"Yes Mistress"
She went into the kitchen and emptied a few ice cubes into a bowl and brought it back into the bedroom. She unlocked his handcuffs and sat on the bed.
Holding up the remote control she reminded him of what he was wearing by showing it to him.
"That was a fun evening of teasing but it time to get back into you cage now."
Distressed but resigned he whispers 'yes Mistress' as he removes the ropes from his body. Using the ice cubes to shrink his cock to a size he can force back into the small cavity where it has made a home as her slave. He threads the hasp and offers the cage for her to lock up again. With the sound of the click of the lock a tear falls and traces down his cheek. She kisses it sweetly from his face.
"You're a good slave dear and I know it's hard for you. But all this talk of orgasm as got me hot again. So I think it's my turn for pleasure now don't you?"
"Yes Mistress."
She turns off the lights and lays back. As trained he begins by licking her feet and long into the darkness gives her the pleasure he craves and may only get vicariously. She falls asleep with her slave massaging her feet.