The next morning, I wake up before Kaysie and stare at her for a minute.
Having my morning wood not trapped in chastity is a weird feeling after my latest lockup, but one I'm definitely not complaining about.
I think about getting myself off, but it would feel wrong. Even though she's not the "boss" right now, it would still feel like I went against her if I get myself off.
Can I wake her up for this?
No idiot. You can't. You're really gonna wake her up for THIS? Of all things?
But she'd wake me up if she wanted to cum. She's done it before. But she was in charge when she did that. You're not in charge.
My inner dialogue goes crazy as I ponder if I can wake her up to deal with my morning wood.
Ultimately, I decide not to wake her up. I go off to make our morning coffees. My erection dies down as I make our coffees, and grab a bag of her favorite store bought donuts.
I return to our room, my erection returning as I think about last night's festivities. I see waking up as I enter our room.
I put her coffee and the bag on her nightstand, then take a donut.
She lazily rolls over to see me.
"Morning sexy," she says lazily sitting up.
"Morning baby," I lean down and kiss her. As we kiss, she takes my coffee cup out of my hand and puts it on her nightstand.
We break apart and she softly runs her hand over my hard cock and giggles.
"You want me again?" She coos with a grin. "Already?" She fakes surprise.
"Oh fuck yes," I softly answer as she puckers her lips.
"How long have you had this?" she says lightly licking the head.
"All morning," I answer resisting the urge to thrust into her mouth.
"Oh wow," she giggles continuing to tease my cock with her mouth. "And you didn't take care of it yourself?"
"No," I answer as she looks up at me.
"Aww," she kisses my head one more time before sitting up. "And why is that?"
"Because you're right next to me," I answer as she begins to kiss my neck. "And I thought maybe you would want deal with it yourself." She giggles at my answer as she lightly traces her nail over my head.
"Oh." She seductively whispers, tilting her head and holding a finger at the corner of her lip. "Is that so?"
I nod, finding the glint in her eyes equal parts arousing and a bit scary.
"I think you actually have a different reason."
I cock an eyebrow at her, unsure of what she means.
"You just know that it feels so good when you let me control your pleasure."
I nod while getting lost in her deep, luminous eyes.
"Well, I'm not sure what the best way to use this is yet," she winks. "So for now, you're just going to ache for a little bit."
I nod, expecting her to tell me to put the cage back on.
"But you don't have to be locked up," she says caressing my cheek. "You deserve a break from it."
"Thank you," I lean down and softly kiss her.
"And also," she chimes. "I know you're a good boy who won't touch without permission."
"How do you know?" I ask, feeling a bit daring.
"Because you waited for permission this morning." She winks and reaches for the bag of donuts.
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For the rest of the day going through classes, there is an undeniable ache building in my cock.
The ability to get hard without feeling the cold hard steel, almost tempts me to think more and more about the night before.
In the last class of the day, the only class we share, she tells me that she's going out with one of her girlfriends since I have dinner plans with my brother.
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I arrive back home after dinner, seeing Kaysie's car already in the driveway.
I enter the home and walk around, seeing the light in the bathroom on.
"Hi sweetie how was dinner," she calls from the bathroom.
I chuckle, thinking about my brother's reaction when I showed him a picture of me and Kaysie.
"It was good," I call walking down the hall. "How was your evening?"
I pop my head in the bathroom and see her soaping up her breasts in the bath.
"It was great." She turns her eyes up to meet mine. "We got manipedis." She winks. "I don't know about you but I missed the pink." She flashes her nails.
I feel my cock already swelling. Chaste or not, she sure knows how to drive me crazy.
I sit on our bed and scroll through my phone, watching random reels until she comes into our room.
"I wanna have a little talk with you."
"Ok... what's up?" I put my phone down on my nightstand and sit up. My cock begins to swell again seeing her body, wrapped in only a towel, steaming after her bath.
She smirks at the obvious bulge in my sweatpants.
"That's up," she giggles tapping my cock.
"I mean what did you wanna talk about?"
"Actually... that." She taps my cock again.
"O...k." I softly reply, a bit puzzled.
"I've been thinking." She says sitting on the edge of the bed, facing me. "Ever since we started dating, you've dealt with quite a lot of... teasing and... frustration and... submission." She draws out her final words, clearly hoping to elicit a reaction from me. "Certainly more than I have," she smirks. "And that's not exactly fair."
"Baby, you know I love our-," she puts her finger over my lips.
