The text message was brief, My house 10am Saturday SHARP!!!! Let yourself in, strip naked at the front door and put your clothes in the box and snap the lock shut. Make sure your wearing as many ballstretcher weights as you can fit around your tiny little balls and attach the leash to them. Then you can bring that pathetic little cock to the kitchen. On the day in question I was parked around the corner waiting early, I didn't want to be late as that would bring even more punishment than I was already expecting. At 10 I put my spare key in the door, let myself in and started stripping quickly, it didn't pay to keep Mistress G waiting. I'd already put 3 ballstretcher weights on at home, with the bottom one having the eyelets to attach my leash to for when I got taken for "walkies". My clothes got folded quickly and put in the box by the side of the door and the padlock closed. I stood poised to go and present myself, my cock already starting to harden.
I walked through the hallway to the kitchen, opened the door not knowing what to expect, or if Mistress G was alone. She was sitting at the table alone, a black dress on and high heels, one leg crossed over the other. About time she said. On the table were some items hidden under a cloth so I couldn't make out what they were but by the shapes I had a pretty good idea. Good morning Mistress I said, what can I do for you today. She reached down to take the end of my leash and pulled it tightly towards her so my balls jerked upwards sharply, I knew better than to cry out or pull away. Are these little balls full of cum or have you been wanking without permission again she said, her free hand now squeezing my balls. I haven't cum since you last ordered me Mistress I said. I don't fucking think so she said squeezing even harder, I cried out in pain. She knew I was lying and I was about to pay for it. Wanking without permission wasnt allowed, and spunking was a cardinal sin.
She told me to kneel on the floor in front of her, hands on head. Still pulling upwards on the leash she started tapping the underside of my balls with her high heeled shoe, are these empty or full she asked. Full Miss I replied. She kicked a little harder. Are these full or empty, again I said full Miss. She's started kicking a little harder again. Full or empty? I had to tell the truth this time, empty Miss I'm sorry. Little fucking wanker she said, I knew I couldn't trust you without your cockcage on. And where did you shoot your spunk? Up my belly and chest I told her. And what did you do with your spunk? I said I washed it off in the shower. She laughed at me, we're going to be busy this morning aren't we!