It's Friday night which means one thing for me and my girlfriend. It's been a week since Sarah & I started playing with chastity. The cage, called the "Eyes on Her Prize" has been locked on me for seven straight days. I liked that the cage looked breathable and she mostly liked the name. Sarah had a half day today so she was definitely going to be home a few hours before me.
I walk in the front door and my jaw immediately hits the floor. Sarah was wearing a three piece dark blue lace lingerie set, with her nails and heels the same color. The key to my cage was hanging around her neck which caught me by surprise as she hadn't been putting it on as jewelry for the past week.
"Do you have anything you want to say?" she smiles as she walks over to me giving me a deep kiss.
"You look really fucking sexy," I reply running my hands over her sexy body. She looks at me and cocks an eyebrow. "Mistress." I add.
"Two infractions and we haven't even started playing yet," she runs her hands all over my body. "Get naked. Meet me in the bedroom in ten minutes."
This was part of the thrill for her, and if I'm honest it was exciting for me to. My mind is racing with possibilities. What new toys has she found this time? What will she do to torment me tonight? I end up making it to the bedroom before her. On the bed I see a note with a pair of handcuffs underneath. "You know what do" I almost hear her voice in the note. I cuff my hands behind my back and kneel. I'm naked except for the cage, cuffed and kneeling. Waiting for my Mistress.
I hear the clicking of her heels on the hardwood floors approaching the doorway. "Well done." she praises. "However, for your misbehaviors earlier, you will be punished." She goes into our closet and pulls out a paddle. I almost recoil at its sight. We've never done anything that extreme. The only thing she's ever spanked me with is her hand. She comes over to me, breaking character as she could see I was getting scared. "Babe, I wanna try this out tonight. Is that ok with you?"
"Yes," I reply with a quiver in my voice "But please. Don't do anything extreme with it," I'm actually getting a bit emotional about it. For much of my youth, people took advantage of me and me hurt me so I was still afraid of giving up control, even with her.
"I promise honey. Please promise me, if you need me to stop, you'll use your safeword. I don't want you to be scared."
"I promise," I reply with a more confident tone than before. Even now, with me at my most vulnerable she won't intentionally hurt me.
She lies me facedown on the bed, slowly sliding back into character. "For your offenses, I think ten lashes will be an adequate punishment."
1. A sudden smack. I jump at the sensation. It didn't hurt terribly, I just wasn't prepared for it. She gives me a moment to compose myself after.
2. On the other cheek. More firm than the first, but still not very painful.
3. Back to the original cheek. More firm than the last two, but I jump less at this one. She checks in with me after this one.
4, 5, 6, 7. Rapid fire two on each cheek. I moan at the sensations. The smacking only makes my cock strain more in its confinement.
8, 9, 10. She draws the last three out. Probably to let me breathe and also to draw it out a little more.