My Weekends

My weekends always start on Thursday. Thursday is the day that I begin to prepare for my man. My sir.

I come home from work and then prepare my body for him. Every bit of body hair is removed. He likes me to be as smooth as I can get. I prefer the days when he uses the straight razor on me himself. I can't move for fear of being nicked. I usually don't make it to the end of one of those shaving sessions without cumming. He lets me. He knows how much that means to me.

Once I'm clean shaven and moisturized comes the cock cage. I slide in first one ball and then the next. Finally my dick. My dick isn't hard, which it usually is. I've moved up in my cages. I now have one that has a small tube that I slide into my dick that's attached to the cage itself. When it is fully in place I click the lock into place. He has the only key. That's fine. I'll spend the next day thinking about the cage. I don't schedule meetings on Friday. My mind is usually elsewhere.

Friday mornings, once I've taken care of cleaning myself, the plug is slid into my ass. Its remote. Way too many settings for him to play with. We spent many weeks finding one that fits just right so that I can wear it all day for him. He has the remote control so that he can turn it on any time that he wants to. And he does. All day long. I smile because I know when he does that, he's thinking of me.

Then I go through my day at work. The plug and cage keeping me aware of him. The slightest movements arouse me. I'll add more lube during the day just to make sure the I'm fully ready for him.

I sit at my desk trying to focus on work. Just when I get into a groove a buzzing starts from my ass. He's thinking of me. It is remote and I can picture him there, wondering if he was catching me at an inopportune time. Maybe in a meeting. Maybe on the phone. The vibrating stimulates me and my cocks strains against the cage wanting to be free. For now, he has control over my orgasms. I can't do anything but squirm until he decides its been long enough.

He does that again two more times during the day. Each time it gets worse. Each time I want to free my cock and cum but I can't. The tube in my dick makes sure that I can't. I couldn't pull it out if I wanted to. And I don't want to. I've given up my control to him. When he's ready, he will allow me to enjoy myself. Until then, I am here just for his pleasure. He's thinking of me and smile each time he does it.

Fortunately he knows my commute time and never does anything when I'm behind the wheel.

I come home from work, wondering what my instructions will be this time. I come inside and put away my jacket and work backpack. There is a note on the chair in the entrance way.

I take my clothes off, putting them where they belong, lube up again and then take a look at the note.

On the bed are what he wants me to wear for him.

I take the metal collar and put it around my neck, locking it into place. The click of the lock makes my cock jump in anticipation.

The nipple clamps are next. My favorite pair I put them on and adjust them.

The next part gets tricky. I put the cuffs on my ankles and knees and then attach them together so that I can't move my legs apart.

The gag goes on next. It fits perfectly into my mouth. Not too large, but large enough that I know it will be there.

The wrist cuffs go on next. I take the chain that is locked to the bed and lock the other end to the metal around my neck.

Last, I put a carabiner and snap it onto the right cuff. I put my hands behind my back and manage to get it hooked onto the other cuff behind me. Easy to get on, almost impossible to get off.

I roll onto my stomach. It's easiest on my wrists. Then I wait. I know that he's been watching me. Waiting for me to finish. My cock is straining against the cage. I am laying here, exactly as he wants me. Me helpless by my own hand so that he can do what he wants with me. It is Friday evening. I'll be his until tomorrow night.

Tomorrow night, he will release me, comfort me, take care of me. Then we will have a nice dinner. We'll make love as equals. But to get there, I need to be his. I need to be what he needs.