βHoney, can you come here for a moment?" I shouted.
I was sitting in the living room, I gave Jen some time to unpack and cool down after coming back from visiting her parents before I shouted for her. She walked in, wearing a summer dress.
I leaned back, "Hello, my Slavegirl" I said.
She raised an eyebrow as if she thought "oh, so we're doing this", and she knelt down, putting her hands behind her back. She looked at me patiently.
"What can I do for you, Master?"
"Oh, I just wanted to talk to you about... Something."
"Umm, what is it?" She had that curious, concerned look.
"Well, you know our foreplay is usually quite short..."
"Oh yes, you are rather dominant and prefer to... Take what you want. I like it."
"Yeah..." I sported a sly smile, "The thing is, I'm so impatient around you and I would love to spend more, much more, time playing with you, with your body."
"That would be nice, of course, it's all up to you, after all, I'm just your slavegirl."
"My lovely Slavegirl," I corrected her, which as always made her blush a little. "And the issue here is, once we start having fun, I just can't wait to have sex with you. But... I might have found a solution for that..."
"Oh?" She tilted her head a bit, "What is it?"
I stood up from the couch, unbuttoned my shirt, and tossed it away. Then unbuckled my belt and opened my trousers, and pushed them down, unveiling the steel chastity cage locked tightly around my member. A cage that was reminding me of itself ever since I shouted for Jen to come into the living room.
"That... Is that a cage for your penis? Why did you put it in jail?"
"It's called a chastity cage. With it on, I can't... I can't have sex, jerk off or even get erect. As long as I have it on, I can only do foreplay... End get more and more eager..."
"But isn't this something for a submissive? You still are my Master, right? I want to keep being your Slavegirl..."
"You're so sweet. Of course, I'm still your Master, we can use this thing however we want. My idea was that, as a good Slavegirl, you will provide a "service" for me, and you will be either rewarded or punished for the way you perform it. So, what I want you to do, is to keep the key to that cage and give it to me whenever I want, but... Not too soon. You will have to get a feel on how long to hold it back from me."
"Sounds fun! But, won't you just punish me for not giving it to you right away?"
"Oh, I might... But, if you do give in too early, the punishment for that will be much, much more severe. Same if you keep the key too long..."
"So in other words, I'll have to find the thin line behind which "funishment" changes into punishment?"
"That's quite correct," I smiled at her, "So, are you ready to take the key and the responsibility for providing me this keyholding service, as I explained?"
She nodded. I reached under one of the cushions and pulled out the key. As I extended the hand holding the key, my caged member twitched and throbbed and her eyes kept looking hungrily at it and the key. She moved her hands forward, making a sort of basket from her palms into which I dropped the key. Her eyes widened for a moment. She tucked the key into her bra, which made me let out a grunt.
Then, she jumped up and on me, wrapping her arms around me and bombarding me with kisses.
"Thank you, Master! Thank you for such an important gift! I will not disappoint you, I promise!"
Then, just as quickly, she returned to the previous kneeling position, once again with her hands behind her back. She looked at the floor.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't break position... I just couldn't contain myself!"
"It's all right, this time I'll let it slide."
"Thank you!" She lifted her head and looked at me, "Can I... Can I inspect it?"
"Go ahead."
She made a few steps forward on all fours, and still kneeling she took off her dress, letting her perky breasts bounce as the material moved over them, still in the bra. She reached with her both hands to my caged penis and moved her fingers feeling around it, between the bars, and massaging my balls. She leaned in and placed a kiss on the space between the bars, then she licked along the cage, from tip to the base, then with her finger she lifted the cage so she could lick my already swollen balls.
"It must be sooo tight for you! It must be uncomfortable... Also, I don't believe you will let me put it on you before each time we have fun..."
"I'll wear it all the time, I already tested it out while you were away. If I'm not excited it doesn't bother me at all. When I do get excited and try to get hard it is quite a nuisance, but nothing too bad. I can even sleep in it. And yeah, it is very, very tight..." I groaned the last part.
"Tighter than me?" She purred.