Wednesday
Your alarm goes off. I know what is expected of me and I waste no time. You are lying on your front, so I only have access to your ass. I duck my head under the covers and begin licking around your rim and gently probing the hole which yields to my exploring tongue. I hear you murmur in pleasure. My cock stiffens as much as the cage will allow, its flesh bulging around the steel bars.
After about five minutes you roll over onto your back, spread your legs invitingly and holding the back of my head pull my face into your pussy. My nose is pressed against your clit while my tongue laps at your moist pink hole. As your orgasm approaches you pull my face in deeper making it hard to breathe as you grind against my face. You cum hard. All I can do is breathe in your secret scent a drink from your dripping wet pussy as you squeeze your legs together around my head. After a moment you push my head away.
"Thanks darling, that was wonderful" you say.
The snoozed alarm sounds. You reach and turn it off. You get out of bed and start walking towards the bathroom.
"Come on" you say.
Usually you go into the bathroom alone and I wait until you are finished before you summon me for my turn in the bathroom. So, I'm curious as to at is going to happen next. Yesterday you had me clean your pussy aft urinating, so I figured this might be something similar. As is customary when you are in the house, I get out of beds onto my hands and knees and crawl after you.
You are sat on the toilet, naked and beautiful. Leaning back slightly so I have a good view of your pussy. You beckon me kneel directly in front of you. You direct my head to look directly at your pussy. I'm surprised at this as you are usually quite shy when it comes to such bathroom habits. You usually won't even go when I'm in the shower so, I'm even more surprised at your next instruction.
"When I piss, I want you to put your tongue into the stream and hold it there."
I shuffle closer and get ready. A few moments later you start to piss. A trickle at first but son it is flowing from you freely. I put my head in closer and put my tongue into the stream. It splashes off my tongue. Droplets rebound on to you and over my face. I can't so much taste it as smell it. After a few seconds the stream stops.
"I've got some left," you say, "I want you to put your mouth over my pussy and swallow it all."
I immediately obey. You release a gush of urine straight down my throat. The speed and volume take me a little by surprise and I almost choke on your piss but I manage to hold it down.
"Good boy." you say, "Now clean me up."
I set about licking the piss which has splattered back over your pussy, thighs and lower abdomen. Once you are satisfied you get up and head to the shower. Not only am I surprised by what just happened, I'm equally surprised my own reaction. If I physically could, I would be incredibly erect right now. It takes a long time for that feeling to subside.
Before I get in the shower, you unlock my cage and instruct me to shave. After my shower you inspect me to ensure I have got every hair. You tell me how much you love the smooth feeling of me being freshly shaved. The inspection gets me very hard again and it takes another ten minutes before it has subsided enough to get the cage back on. It's not helped by you laughing at my efforts, which despite or perhaps because of the humiliation makes it a lot harder to get the cage back on.
The rest of the morning goes without incident, you get dressed and head out to work as do I. The only significant difference is I'm still wearing my cage.
The day passes largely without incident until around 3 pm en I receive a text from you saying;
"In the top part of your bag is a butt plug. Go into the toilets and insert it. Then take a picture in the toilet's mirror of the plug in your ass."
I immediately dropped what I was doing, grabbed my bag and went to the toilets. I opened the bag and took out the butt plug. Nothing too big or onerous. Thankfully you had also included some lubricant. So, I lubed the plug and my ass then pushed the plug in. It didn't take long. The plug felt filling almost completing, as if I'd been waiting for its girth and weight. I then flushed the toilet and left the cubicle. There were two other people in the toilets. One at a urinal, the other in a cubicle. I took my time washing my hands. The guy from the urinal finished up and left without washing his. I could hear the cubicle's occupant straining, so I took the opportunity, praying no one came in.
I dropped my trousers, bent over slightly, pulling my ass cheeks open with one hand and taking the selfie in the mirror with the other. As soon as I had taken the picture, I heard the outer doors open - someone was coming!
As the door opened, I was bending down to pull my trousers back up. If the door had opened the other way the person coming in would have got a clear view of my ass in the mirror, the unmistakable rounded end of the butt plug wedged between my cheeks. By the time the person had fully entered the toilet I had managed to get my trousers up and was just adjusting the fly. Perhaps if they had been looking very closely, they may have seen the glint of the steel cage encasing my cock but I think I got away with it. As I headed back to my desk, I could feel my cock stiffening against its bars.
I spent the rest of the day wearing the plug and the cage. To be honest it was hard to concentrate particularly when interacting with people. I couldn't get e thought out of my head that somehow, they knew, somehow, they could tell I was wearing a chastity device and a butt plug while talking to them about this months' figures. Of course, they couldn't but that didn't stop my body from reacting to the thought. I couldn't wait to get home to serve you.
By the time I hear your bangles jangling in the hall outside our door, I am in the usual spot. Naked, head down, ass up, balls unprotected and vulnerable, hanging down between my legs. I hear the door open and then close. I hear you walk behind me. As you put your foot on the base of the plug and gently push it further in me, you casually enquire as to how my day was.
"Fine thank you my love, how was yours?" I say, half groaning.
You stop what you are doing and say 'Let's eat!" as you walk off to the bedroom.
By the time you come into the kitchen I have served dinner. You are wearing a t-shirt and tight black jeans. It's impossible to notice the rather large cock shape concealed within them. You say nothing but come and sit down and start eating. My cock begins to harden. My mind racing with the possibilities of tonight's entertainment. After dinner we retire to the living room.
You tell me you want to see my hard cock. You have me sit at one end of the sofa while you go to your knees in front of me. Taking the key from around your neck, you unlock the padlock and slip the cage from my cock, leaving the metal o-ring in place behind my balls. My cock, free at last is already fully hard by the time you dip your head and gently take it into your mouth. You move your head up and down a few times, that's all it takes before I'm struggling not to cum. You sense this and pull back.
"Not until I say". You say.
I'm unable to speak, concentrating hard on not cumming. I nod that I understand.
