One week later.
It has been a very long week since Sophia locked away my cock. The chastity device was completely escapable, after all, it was only locked with padlocks. I wondered why she had used such an obviously insecure product, but then figured it must be a test of devotion and a way out if I changed my mind. Plus, I spent the week looking for more secure designs and found nothing that would afford her 100% control. They all have flaws.
The frustration and tingling in my cock was almost unbearable. I often had to go for a walk just to calm down the desperate temptation to get out the bolt cutters. I couldn't stop thinking of her. The gleam in her eyes when she had me helpless on her bed. When I locked this device on and gave her the keys, I felt like I was committing to her, agreeing that I am hers. I never thought about this kind of lifestyle before, and still don't consider myself a slave, but I know I am hers, and will do as she says.
Not seeing her for another 3 weeks seems impossible, but will be worth it to feel her tease me again and see the pleasure she gets from me.
This week has been otherwise normal. Work, shopping and the gym. Saturday was the worst, being the night I would usually hook up with friends, or a date. Neither seemed worth it considering no one could measure up to Sophia, and I couldn't do anything even if I wanted to. When my phone rang, I couldn't believe it when I heard Sophia's voice telling me to come round, then just hung up.
I wondered if it was the wrong number, or a test, or a game. I went round though. I knocked on her door and when she answered wearing nothing but a Mrs Santa outfit, my cock nearly broke the cage.
She smiled and said 'shut the door, strip, and crawl to the living room. Kneel at my feet bitch'.
Needless to say, that took less than two minutes.
'Clean my feet with your tongue bitch. Then you may kiss up my legs and lick my arse.'
I don't say a word, just start licking her soft feet. I have never had a foot fetishism, never really thought of feet sexually, but being naked, caged and on my knees was incredibly arousing. When I got to her gorgeous as, Sophia lifted her hips and let me slide my head under her. While I was tongue fucking her ass, she began lightly brushing my nipples with her fingers sending me crazy with need. After almost thirty minutes of arse licking and nipple torment, Sophia stood up and told me to crawl upstairs to a spare room, not her bedroom. When I entered, I was amazed. It was an obvious sex dungeon type room. I was shackled upside down to a gymnasts horse type apparatus. Each wrist and ankle was secured to a different leg of the horse with proper metal cuffs. My head was hanging off the edge, and secured with a strap. My vision of the room was upside down, all I could see was a wall. My ass was right on the edge of the horse. Overall, it was fairly comfortable. Sophia stood by my head and I realised my head was the perfect height to easily reach her pussy, but the dress denied my access. She reached forwards and unlocked the cage.
