The undefeatable cc:
Chapter 1: female-led
"Take off your clothes and I'll draw you a bath."
Childishly, he sits down to take off his shoes- on the floor.
"Trying to get a look up my skirt, Dear?"
"You're not wearing any panties- are you Ma'am?"
"No, pet" this is her name for him whenever they're alone.
He quickly drops all his clothes in a pile at his feet. Thinking better of it- he bends back down to fold each article.
Now she's in the bathroom humming to the sound of warm water splashing into the tub.
Her pet shyly tip toes in. Why does he still blush when he is naked and while she remains clothed? Her power just moves him.
She looks piercingly at his dangling participle... there's a shiney metal cage surrounding his cock and an unmerciful cuff around his balls. The whole contraption is held in tact by a luggage lock, and here's the key... sparkling in the light around her neck.
She takes it in hand. "Come here, pet." She croons.
He bounces instantly over to her.
"I have a few surprises for you today, my pet."
"Are you going to release me from my chastity sentence early, Ma'am?"
Her eyes flash at him menacingly. She had been approaching his cage with the key in hand and now suddenly draws it back.
He instantly knows he's just made an error that can and will cause him pain. He's not to ask any questions regarding release- early or otherwise.
"I'm sorry.... Ma'am."
"You will be..."
Her frown of admonition quickly melts as she clicks her key into place in the little lock. With a few expert pulls she has the whole contraption disassembled.
"It's a rather stupid device- don't you think so, Pet.?" She invites him to add on to his list of infractions which she's never yet forgotten to punish.
"It's a fine piece of craftsmanship, Ma'am- you're always very generous with your gifts to me... no complaints here." He smiles nervously.
"Remind me again why you let me... I know why already- but I just love to hear it from you."
"Because... You deserve to have a husband that keeps his hands off your property whenever you're not around." His freed cock was now rising back to life.
"Get in the tub now, pet."
He does so. As the warm water surrounds his tan skin his penis begins to throb with joy- free as a fish.
"This feels too good, Ma'am thank you."
"I'm just trying to butter you up a bit for later, pet." She reaches in the tub to find his package silky with soap and pre-cum. The clear runny liquid is no surprise considering he's already been locked up since Monday morning.
He wonders what she means by 'later' exactly. Maybe he would have been safer staying in the cage? Come to think of it- a bath like this is way out of the ordinary for them...
"I think soon we'll buy a new tub that is really big enough for both of us," She says.
He moans appreciatively.
"No cumming!" She warns. She can tell perfectly when he is about to spurt and knows just when to stop it. She says it because of the intense feedback she can read from him in her fingertips.
"Why don't you just soak a little." She whispers as she cruelly withdraws her hand from the tub- still shiney with soapy wetness. "Throb all you need to but no touching Ok... I already got those parts clean as they're going to get tonight, pet." She shows him her 'I'm delighted' smile.
When the moment of extreme excitement has passed and the blood has drained back into his body out of her possession (the penis attached to his body indeed belongs to her). He stands up to grab a towel and dry off.
"Are you forgetting something?"
"What, Ma'am, back into the cage I suppose?" Hmm... that could have sounded a lot more respectful.
"Yes and no." She drops confusingly.
"Would you like to do the honors, Ma'am?"
Normally she is the one to properly fit and re-lock the device. Point in fact is that he's really not even supposed to touch the cage unless instructed.
"I have something very special for you, pet."
She pulls her hand back around from behind her back presenting a little orange box. "Go ahead and open it." She muses seductively as a siren.
Inside the box there is a beautiful chastity device. He can tell just by looking at it that it is exactly the perfect fit for him. She solved that little riddle long ago- size it snug.
"It's sure... sleek and sexy, Ma'am, what is this like the Mercedes Benz of chastity devices?"
"Actually," she corrects, "It's more like the Tesla..."
"This device has some upgraded features and I'd like them to be a surprise for later."
His eyes dart from the cage, to her, and back.
Here let me open it for you. She holds out a little charm and brings it to rest on the top of the cage in his hands. Inside, a tiny-but-solid bolt slides back and the two main pieces fall apart. She picks them up and says, "Come a little bit closer to me, pet."
He was feeling the old familiar queasiness only she knew how to still arouse in him. Now they'd play the game of speed- could she get it on him before his penis got too hard again. If that happens, it means she will cane him and then try again.
The sleek but evil looking device is now on him. He's been caged again. And just now its walls are preventing any more blood from flowing into his penis- so he throbs futilely against it. Inside it he can feel something click into place.
It looked like an advanced prop from a very expensive SCI-fi movie. Hi tech- but absurdly unambiguous.
"That's its lock then.... Ma'am?"
"My lock. Yes-pet. In all this excitement you've forgotten your manners- what do you have to say?"
"Thank you for helping me stay pure for you by allowing you to keep me locked up in a chastity cage, Mistress." "Mistress" he saves for only the most somber occasions such as this. She kisses him hungrily.
