The picture of Samantha leaving brunch was something I quickly learned to cherish.
It felt like the longest week of my life and while I navigated this new experience, the picture of Samantha helped me through my frustrations and reminded me what awaited me the coming weekend.
Four days into my first experience being locked in chastity I received a text from Samantha. In the message, Samantha advised on Saturday afternoon I was to arrive at her house ready to continue my training. She reminded me to take care of my body so that on Saturday it will be ready for her.
The next 48 hours I read Samantha's text and looked at the picture of her on my phone probably a million times.
Saturday morning came and I was eager to wake up and get my day started. By the time I was ready to leave for Samantha's, I received another text message from her with detailed instructions for when I arrived.
Take my shoes off at the door, check. Lock the door behind myself and go to Samantha's room, got it. Take off my clothes in Samantha's room and meet her in the basement, no problem. Without speaking to, or looking at Samantha; knell and all fours with my head down and present myself to Samantha at her throne.... yes please.
My nerves grew as I left for Samantha's. Eager to finally be released from chastity, I could not get my mind off of how badly I wanted to please her and earn some sort of release. For the last week, it had been all I could think of.
As I entered her home I was welcomed by the sounds of soft music coming from her room. Carefully I removed my shoes, locked the door and made my way to Samantha's room as her instructions stated.
In Samantha's room a note laid on the neatly made bed waited for me.
'Welcome home mercury,
We have a lot of training to get through this weekend... Meet me in the dungeon and we will begin your next lesson.
Mistress Samantha'
My cock had filled the cage and I could hardly bare it any longer. I quickly took off my clothes and made my way to Samantha's dungeon.
As I entered with a bowed head, I couldn't help but see Samantha from the corner of my eye sitting on her throne as I walked in and got to my knees infront of her.
"Welcome back mercury, I've missed my slave so much this week..." she greeted me.
"Thank you Mistress Samantha, I'm happy to be here" I reply.
Mistress instructs me closer to her. With her legs spread, I crawl to where my head is between her legs. Samantha runs her hand over my head and side of my face before placing a collar around my neck.
Now collared, Samantha laughs as she closes her legs tightly around my neck and head, my face buried into her already wet panties. Samantha's smell is intoxicating. Between her thighs, Samantha runs her hands over my head, her fingers through my shortly cut hair as she begins using her hips to grind up against my face. She tells me I have a long weekend ahead.
Samantha orders me to her feet where she demands I rub her feet. As I rub her feet, she asks me how my first week in chastity has been.
I tell her it has been frustrating and that she's been on my mind constantly. Samantha laughs as she uses her foot to touch my cock which again has filled its cage.
Samantha instructs me to her St. Andrew's Cross. Quickly I'm bound with my front facing her.
Samantha caresses my body with her soft touch as she reminds me of the night we met.
I can see the key to my cage around her neck near her breasts. Samantha asks if I want to be released from my chastity.
"Yes Mistress Samantha, please" I quickly reply.
Samantha laughs as she reaches for the key. "How badly do you want to be released?"