Another few weeks went by, and several more conversations about us moving in. My lease was up at the end of that month as we neared September, so we felt that it was either now or wait another year. I didn't bring up our whole sexual situation but one night as I was packing up my apartment she texted me the following:
"How's packing coming along? I'm really excited for us to live together John. I think maybe we can even ease up on the chastity cage if you'd like. I still will want you to sit when you go to the bathroom. But what do you think? Do you think you can control yourself?"
I responded with a very happy yes! I had gotten used to it but it felt so much better when it was off. And I felt confident that I could control myself. Boy was I wrong.
She let me take it off the first night. I was almost constantly with an erection. By the third day I could not help myself. I masturbated in our bed. I actually waited for Rebecca to leave for work and I grabbed her worn thong and put it to my nose. I stuck one finger in my ass (I couldn't find the dildo) and I came. Hard. And then after 20 minutes I did it again. I couldn't get enough.
That night we went out for dinner. While we were talking about how excited we were about the whole new change, she asked me if I had been good about the deal of taking off the "device." I was about to straight up lie but when our eyes met, I lost my nerve and told her the truth. She suddenly got very quiet and serious.
"How many times." Her tone was very stern and it wasn't even said as a question.
"Twice..."
"Twice??" She grabbed her purse and stood up. She hadn't even finished half of her meal.
"Pay for this. I'll be in the car."
Shit. I had messed up. I'll be honest, I felt scared. And ashamed. I paid for our meal and met her at the car. She didn't say one word until we got home. As soon as we walked into the condo:
"Take your clothes off and take a cold shower. As cold as you can handle." I did as she said. I hate cold showers. It certainly shriveled up my dick, which seemed to be her plan, because as soon as I stepped out of the shower she was waiting with the pink cage.
"I should never have let you out. You're weaker than I thought. Get on the bed. All fours. Face the wall."
I did as she said. As soon as I looked at the wall I felt two HUGE slaps across my ass. SLAP! SLAP! It fucking hurt.
"Do you think by moving in you're just going to take control? Disrespect me?"
SLAP! SLAP! I was breathing very heavily. Not because I was turned on, but because it really hurt. She was not holding back.
"Let me make something very fucking clear. I follow my rules. You follow my lead. You do not disobey me. You do not."
SLAP! SLAP! She paused. SLAP! I felt a small bit of tears emerging. I'd never been spanked this hard at all. I had only ever been spanked by Rebecca but this was not playful. This was punishment.