My Female Boss Takes Control Ch 05

[Another episode of Darren's submission to his boss Jane. This starts the day after Darren got a full body waxing and was locked into a chastity cage.]

Twenty four hours ago, lying naked on a table in front of Jane, I had handed over the key with barely a thought. She had just watched me get a full body waxing, I had just had an explosive orgasm with my cock gripped between her knees.

She'd locked me in the cage, handed me the key and given me the chance to walk away or give it back and she would make all my orgasms that good. My awestruck head was so busy thinking 'explosive orgasms', that 'fewer orgasms' hadn't registered, and I willingly hung the key round her neck.

That felt like a stupid choice now that I was painfully aware of the reality of fewer orgasms. But that's how helpless I am when I'm with her. Her presence, and my need to submit, overwhelm me.

Alone in my flat on Saturday afternoon it all feels very different. I still want to be her pet, her plaything. But I haven't slept since we parted and my balls ache so badly that their pain reaches up through my body to my stomach. I have tried to distract myself with household tasks. The flat is positively gleaming and my car is washed and polished.

I have tried standing in the shower and blasting my groin with cold water. That softens my cock for a while, but my balls still ache and the tip of my cock still tingles with anticipation.

Then my mind goes back to those final moments before she left me on Friday. Reliving those few seconds when she bit my earlobe, licked across my ear with her strong hot tongue and told me she'd be fucking me next week, had my head spinning and my cock rising to battle with the metal cage yet again.

Following her instructions to insert and remove the new larger plug five times a day wasn't helping either. Maybe the first couple of times had. Even with the plug smothered in lube, the burning sensation as it stretched my hole was uncomfortable enough to distract me. But the third time hadn't been so bad, and the fourth time I'd actually paused with the plug half in and rocked it around a bit before pushing it all the way in.

The idea of being fucked by Jane both shocked and thrilled me. I had always thought of myself as wholly straight and thoroughly masculine before all this had started. Now I was excited by the idea of this powerful woman pinning me down and pushing a plastic cock in and out of my arse.

I didn't think was the sensation of anal sex that appealed to me at that point. That still felt too strange an admission to make even to myself, despite the way I'd started to 'play' with the plug rather just follow Jane's instructions. Most exciting was the idea that I would submit, or even just be 'taken' by this superior woman.

Whatever my mixed up motivations, the fact was that the cage round my cock had me constantly cycling through euphoria and misery, and everything ached between my thighs and my ribs. After just 24 hours! How was I going to survive until Thursday? And now that I thought about it, she hadn't actually said she was taking it off then. How would I even cope with going to work.

I decided I had to contact her. I was going to have to beg for some chance of relief. I wondered how angry she would be? Would she show some mercy? What should I say? I dithered for nearly an hour before eventually sending a text.

'Goddess. I am so lucky to be allowed to serve you. I think of you constantly and long to be in your presence again. But I am finding this challenge so very hard. May I ask how long I am to wear the cage? Your faithful pet.'

It was a good half hour before she replied, during which I feared the worse for her response.

'Evening pet! I wondered how long you would last before getting in touch. I didn't imagine you would make it through six nights without pleading for relief.'

'So here's what we'll do. I will release you and let you cum ONCE between now and Thursday..'

'Thank you Goddess. Can it be tonight?'

'You're not thinking this through are you pet. There are five nights left. If you use up your one release tonight, the next four nights will feel like forever. Besides, I'm going out with friends tonight. Why don't you go out too, take your mind off it?'

I'd already rejected this idea. I was still mastering the art of peeing accurately through the hole at the end of the cage. The idea of attempting that in a dingy pub toilet and mopping myself up afterwards was pretty grim.

'I don't think I can manage that Goddess.'

'Well, it's your life. At least go for a run or do some exercises. Your balls must feel pretty blue by now and exercise will ease the pain. I will let you cum tomorrow night.'

'Thank you Goddess.' Tomorrow seemed a long time away but the news still lifted my mood a little.

'There are two conditions though.'

'Yes Goddess. Of course.'

'First, I decide how you cum. Second, there will be a price to pay.'

I stared at my phone, waiting to hear the price, but no message came. Was she expecting a response?

'Of course Goddess. What will the price be?'

'Well, you already owe five blows for disobeying me last week, and another five for lewdly opening your legs yesterday as if I was there to serve your needs. So, what would you say this act of mercy was worth?'

I wasn't sure where to start. Was this request worth more than disobeying or less. My business brain said there no point starting high.

'Three Goddess?'

'THREE! For me coming out on a Sunday night so you can spunk off?'

'Five Goddess?'

'Better. I'll settle for seven.'

'Thank you Goddess.' Seven, plus the other ten. I shuddered. More than my first punishment session.

'I will text you in the morning with some instructions. Go and have that run.'

'Yes Goddess. Thank you Goddess.'

I didn't fancy the run but I did do some press-ups, squats and lunges. It helped a bit. I managed some sleep that night. The next morning though the blue balls were back. I took her advice and went for a run. Halfway round the park my phone beeped and I sat down on a bench to read the message.

'It will be sometime after nine. I want you dressed up for the occasion. Wear the pink espadrilles, the blue harem pants and the thong. You'll need a top to complete the outfit. What's the brightest colour teeshirt you own?'

'Sky blue Goddess.'

'Perfect. Cut the sleeves off including the seams, so the opening start two inches below your armpit and slants halfway towards the neck. Cut out a v-shape from the neck to a point midway between your nipples. Cut off the bottom half of the teeshirt from a point midway between your nipples and your navel.'

I pictured the alterations. I had to turn the teeshirt into a crop top. I was going to look pretty silly.

'Make sure you're changed and ready to go when I text. If you don't have the What Three Words app on your phone, download it. Wear the plug as well'

No more messages appeared.

'Thank you Goddess.'

With nothing else to do on my own, I spent ages getting ready. I put the teeshirt on and carefully made cutting marks before changing it into a crop top. Looking at the result in the mirror I felt I'd made a pretty good job of it. I did feel ridiculous, but it looked quite neat.

The waxed chest and arms helped. I would have looked worse with a hairy chest and arms. There was no getting away from the male body shape though. The top was quite close-fitting even with the bigger openings cut in it. I was in good shape. I hadn't succumbed to the man-boobs some of my middle aged colleagues had. My nipples were visibly erect, but obviously small and male. No one would think I was a flat chested woman. I was glad that it would be dark by nine.

Freshly shaved and showered I was sat in the car well before nine wearing a jacket over the blue top.

When Jane hadn't called by nine thirty I was feeling pretty self conscious and had to go and park somewhere else. At least it was dark now. Finally my phone beeped.

'flattered,sticks,coaster'

'Park behind my car. It's blue and the last three letters on the plate are RBL. You have 20 min.'

I pasted the three words into the app. The good news was the location was pretty isolated, out on the moors along a track from the road. The bad news was it was quite a trip out of town. I drove as rapidly as I could, but trying not to attract attention.

Eventually I found the right road and cruised along looking for the track in the dark. Pulling in, I paused to pull off the jacket and stash it behind my seat. I drove along the dark track trying to spot her car and hopefully no one else.

Eventually the gravel track widened to a large triangle and I saw her car. It was a small sports car she'd never driven to work. I coasted up behind and turned off the engine. The cabin light in her car came on and she got out. She looked great. She wore tight jeans, boots up to just the knee and a puffer jacket.

It wasn't completely dark. There was a fairly full moon. Although the city was over the brow of the hill, there was still a glow from the lights. Jane had also left her cabin light on. I looked around anxiously, but thankfully couldn't see anyone. There was no noise other than the hum of traffic on the motorway in the valley below.

'That's quite a look pet. Give us a twirl.'

I nervously spun round.

'You've made a neat job of that. Well done.'

I felt stupidly proud at being praised for cutting up a shirt. But then I groaned inwardly as she said, 'worth a picture I think.'

She took her phone out her pocket and held it up. 'Stand facing me with your feet apart. Wider than your shoulders. Good. Now put your hands on your hips and push your elbows back. That's it. Now, lean forward and blow me a kiss.'

I felt as awkward as hell, but I did it and held the pose while she bobbed about taking several pictures. But it was hard to ignore the pain from my groin. My cock had come here for release and was trying to burst out of its cage.

She smiled and moved to the back her car and crooked her finger at me. She opened the boot lid and held out her hand. 'Trousers.'

I pulled the trousers down and clumsily maneuvered them over the shoes, immediately wishing I'd slipped out of those first. Finally getting the trousers off I handed them over. She dropped them in the boot. 'Top.' I took it off and shivered slightly.

Thong.' I shimmied the thong down my legs and handed it over. It followed the trousers top into the boot and she closed the lid.

She paused, obviously waiting, and after a moment's confusion I dropped onto to all fours at her feet. I was annoyed with myself that I wasn't doing this automatically yet. Naked and alone with my Goddess I should fall at her feet and greet her by kissing her feet. I was slightly confused by the boots. Previously she'd always been wearing open topped shoes. I decided that the symbolism of kissing her feet was the key thing and kissed the leather as if it was her skin.

'There was some hesitation there pet. I expect your greeting to be instant and respectful. It seems a little reminder is in order, to fix that in your head. Stay on your knees, but straighten up.'

I pushed myself upright, wincing as a piece of gravel bit into my knee.

'Tilt your head right back and open your mouth as wide as you can.'

I moved my head back and gazed up at the sky, my mouth gaped open. I couldn't see her, but I could hear a sloshing fluid sound like she was sucking her cheeks. Was she going to spit on my face?

Her head appeared a couple of inches above mine and she slowly let a huge stream of saliva fall into my mouth. She'd implied this was a punishment, but to me this mouthful of her own bodily fluid felt like an intimate gift. When I had it all I swirled it round with my tongue, savouring the slimey mass before swallowing.

Instinctively I smiled and said, 'thank you Goddess.'

'Hmm, interesting reaction. I'll have to bear that in for the future. Up you get now.'

As I stood up, her hands went to the opening at the top of her jacket and pulled out the key on its chain. I shivered. It wasn't from the cold. The moment of release had finally arrived.

She smiled, then lifted the chain over her head. 'Hands behind your back.'

She leaned down and unlocked the cage. I'd kind of expected it to fly off, given my desperate state, but it didn't move that much. The excited flesh, pressing into the holes along the tube, held it. She grasped the cage and with a twisting motion, tugged it off.

My cock reveled in its freedom, bouncing around as it grew to full size at last. I worried for moment that I was going to come instantly, but the sensation passed and my cock stuck out still in front of me. 'Take the ring off.'

This was easier said than done. My freshly released cock was reluctant to give up any hardness and I ended up squashing my balls quite hard to eventually get them through and release the ring. I handed it to her and both ring and cage disappeared into her pocket.

The light from inside the car illuminated my smooth pale body. She looked at my rock hard cock and shook her head. 'You boys and your needy cocks. So easy.'

'Turn round and rest your forehead on your car. Show me your plug.'

I felt wonderfully exposed. Bent over in the open air holding my buttocks apart to display the end of my metal butt plug. My cock felt so heavy and I knew without looking there would be a wet string of precum dangling from it.

'Right. Time for your pricy relief.' I gasped and instinctively fanned my fingers out over my bottom. I imagined how far the sound of her hands slamming into my cheeks would carry over this open scrubland.

Her fingertips danced over my buttocks from left to right, then very gently tickled the skin right at the top of my crack. They slid, so slowly, down between my buttocks and took hold of the plug. She tugged it a few times against the grip of my anus. Then her fingers moved away and I felt the flat of her hand wrap round my right buttock.

The hand moved away and then back, away and then back, like she was carefully taking aim. i struggled nit to move and my knees began to bend. I heard a laugh. 'Don't panic pet. I'm not going to spank you here. I'm going to hand out all 17 together later in the week. Stand up and face me.'

I straightened up and looked into her eyes. She smirked. 'You're going to love this.'

Then she grabbed a finger and thumb full of skin from behind the glans of my cock and used it to drag me round to the driver's door of her car. She pushed me against the door and held me there. Because it was a low-slung sports car, my cock was squashed out against the door window.

'This is it pet. This is the moment your needy cock and balls got me out here for.' She grabbed a buttock in each hand, keeping me pressed again the glass. She was kneading my cheeks as a man might roughly grope a woman's breasts. I thought about Jane's magnificent breasts and how they might feel in my hands.

That thought set my body moving up and down, humping away at the car. It wasn't a particularly comfortable pose because the door curved outwards slightly below the glass. Jane was bending my midriff inwards beyond my knees. But that didn't matter now. I was here to relieve my aching balls.

I didn't care how ridiculous I looked, naked and a hill top, humping a sports car. It fed myfantasy for humiliation. Humiliation I was bearing proudly because my Goddess had chosen it. My body settled into a steady up and down rhythm and I waited for the sensation to build up slowly until I came.

But Jane hadn't finished orchestrating my release. Her right hand left my buttock and then returned with something large and hard in it. I wondered if it was a dildo, but that made no sense as my hole was already clenched around the plug. Whatever it was, she was sliding it down my crack until it rested against the oval base of the plug

I felt her fingers move round it and it sprang into life. It was a powerful vibrator and she held it firmly against the plug, transmitting the vibrations deep inside me. They ripped across my prostate and the whole pelvic area, supercharging the sensation through my rock hard cock. I began to shake. Between my knees and my waist, my body started to spasm beyond my control.

I felt detached from my surroundings. I could feel the pressure of the glass on the underside of my cock. All other sensation was focused by the vibrations shaking through my arse. I felt like I was suspended in space on the end of a long vibrating pole. My arms rested limply on the roof of the car, my head rolled back and I groaned at the stars.

When I came, I could feel my cum pulsing through the end of my cock, but my orgasm felt centred on a throbbing somewhere deep inside between cock and anus. If Jane hadn't been pinning me to the side of car I think I would have collapsed in a heap.

On and on it went. i imagined the plug inside me elongating and yhrusting up and down. I looked into the sky, panting and moaning.

Eventually my spasmodic movements slowed and the amazing orgasm faded away. Jane turned off the vibrator and put it in her pocket. She leaned against me and wrapped her arms round my chest. She hugged me tight as my breathing slowed.

'Happy now?'

'Yes Goddess. Thank you Goddess.'

'Was that an amazing orgasm?'

'Yes Goddess.'

'Good. Turn round.'

I stood up straight from the side of the car. She took the ring of my cage her pocket gave it to me. I pulled my balls and softening cock through it. Then she squatted down, pushed the cage over my cock and locked it in place. She had got a little cum on her fingers. She wiped them on my thigh and stood up.

'Hold this for a second.' She put the key and chain in my hands. Then she slowly pulled the zip of her puffer jacket down to her navel. The jacket parted and I gasped. She had nothing on underneath it. I couldn't see much because of the shadows. I could just make out the sides of her breasts and her bare chest in between.

I stood there with my mouth open, staring at her chest like a paralyzed zombie. She giggled. 'So easy.' She took back the key and hung it round her neck. 'Show's over sweetie.' She zipped up her jacket. 'Now lick all that nasty cum off my car.

I squatted down and licked the door window while she went and sat on the bonnet of my car. The glass was lit by the cabin light, making it easier to clean. As I knelt lapping my tongue across the glass, I realized that she hadn't offered me any choice about the cock cage this time, and I hadn't hesitated at all when she handed me the ring. I'd got straight on with pulling my cock and balls through it without a second thought.

It felt like a profound moment had passed with me barely noticing it. I'd given her ownership of my cock. My orgasms, or even the right to touch it, were now controlled by her. It was a strange feeling. A mixture of humiliation and relief. Or maybe gratitude that she was prepared to own my cock.

When I was satisfied I'd got all the cum off the window, I stood and turned to Jane. She had retrieved my clothes from her car. She hung them from my car mirror, using the stretchy thong to hold them in place.

Walking past me she said, 'Goodnight pet. I hope you sleep better now.' She got into her car and drove away.

I stood and watched her go. Two weeks ago, the idea of eating my own cum would have revolted me. Now I stood naked on the hillside scooping cum off my stomach and licking my fingers as I watched Jane's tail lights disappear down the track. She didn't tell me to do it. She wasn't watching. It's just what I do with my cum now.

[I love to get feedback on my stories and two readers have already shaped the tale of Darren and Jane. So do tell me in the comments or by private message which bits really worked for you. Thx.]