By Jim Lyon
A three-car pileup on the interstate caused Dave to be stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic for nearly an hour. By the time he finally made it to Different Drummer for his first stretching procedure, Wendy was gone.
"Your friend had to leave; she had an appointment with a new client. But she left me this," Denise said, dangling the key to his chastity device in his face.
Dave blushed and struggled to speak.
"It's a pity you didn't tell me what the Prince Albert was for. Apparently we have more in common than you might imagine. As it happens, I too have an interest in femdom activities and chastity control."
"Really?" Dave managed to squeak out.
"Yes, really."
Denise's eyes twinkled as she watched his discomfort.
"Wendy seems to think that whoever has your key in their possession is entitled to all the rights and privileges of the key holder of record. Do you agree with her interpretation of the contract?"
A smile slowly formed on his face.
"As a matter of fact, in this particular case I do. Would I be accurate in assuming that I'll be required to honor the terms of the contract in the immediate future?"
"No flies on Dave! You have deduced your fate correctly."
Denise locked the front door and put the closed sign up then led Dave to the privacy of the piercing booth. As per her instructions, he removed all his clothes and sat on the exam table.
"First things first," she said unlocking his chastity device and placing the tube off to the side.
Deftly she removed the ring from the tip of his penis before stretching the opening with a metal rod only slightly larger than the ring that she had just taken out. The hole had healed sufficiently for her to insert a new, larger ring and secure it to the tube when she replaced it.
"You won't be able to get out now, even by accident," she told him, patting the metal enclosure with her fingers.
Denise began undressing. After removing her sandals there really wasn't much left since she eschewed undergarments. In a twinkling Dave was gazing upon her naked body, admiring her slender legs and graceful breasts.
She indicated that he should kneel before her and when he was in position Denise stood over his head and pulled him to her hirsute pubis.
Dave nuzzled her folds and inhaled her scent then proceeded to kiss her slit softly. He used his soft tongue to lave her pussy in an up and down rhythm for a prolonged period before segueing to an interlude with it deep inside her and finally to licking her clitoris. As Dave endeavored to pleasure her sex with his lips and tongue, Denise ground herself into his face for maximum effect, eventually their combined efforts were successful and a gentle, soothing orgasm radiated from her loins.
"There was some mention of backdoor service," Denise prodded after her climax subsided.
Dave smiled dreamily as a new wave of submission washed over him. He resumed orally pleasuring Denise, but this time concentrating on her smaller orifice. He licked and kissed her anus and nearby sensitive areas while Denise began fingering her clitoris. An intuitive magic unfolded as they harmoniously brought about Denise's second delicious orgasm of the afternoon.
When she had once again reached equilibrium, Denise motioned for Dave to lean over the exam table and spread his legs. While he was doing that she retrieved a strapon from nearby and put it on.
"Are you a virgin back here?" she asked as she drizzled lubricant on his anus and spread it around.