Apartment life is ill fitted to the BDSM play life, but I am always entertained by the thought of the neighbors hearing me torture my house boy. Sometimes I push his face towards our floor vents as I whip, tease, and edge him, filling their apartment with the sounds of our arousal.
"
Who's a good bitch boy?" *smack*
"I am, Daddy,"
he pushed out breathlessly between his gritted teeth as I whip his chest.
"
Sit up straight- Don't make me repeat myself."
His naked form snapping to attention at my command. His hands clamp together harder behind his back while he sits on his feet.
Teasing his caged cock, I passively trail the tails of the whip over his lower abdomen, then his thighs, lightly tossing the whip in a lazy circle. Boredom hitting me, I see a freshly folded stack of laundry on the couch beside my pathetic little simp and a smile crawls across my face as I am inspired once again.
"Towel on the floor, now; And lay on it."
Confused but obedient you clammer to comply by grabbing the towel on top of the pile.
"
NOT *smack* THE *smack* GOOD *smack* TOWELS *smack* STUPID."
I growl out as you grab the nice towels I use, and not the rags I give you. Panting and gaining some composure, you place the towel you stupidly chose back where it belongs and find a tattered old towel to lay on.
"
God we have been playing all day, haven't we? You have served me so well being such a good slave boy. Bringing me wine, cooking, cleaning, being a little toy for me to torture. Boy, my bladder is full..."
I see your cock rise as you realize what you will be useful for next. Pulling my skirt up, I reveal my wet, swollen pussy- aroused from your being a good little clit suction toy a couple of hours ago. I place my pink cunt onto your raging caged cock and start to empty the contents of my bladder onto you.
"
Fuck yes, Ugh my bladder was so full. Fuck it feels so good to release my golden shower onto my caged little slave. Ugh my stream is so strong."
I feel the warm piss flowing from me all over you as you whimper and moan. Your cock in pain because it can't fit through the small slit at the tip of your cage.
"
What is it, pet? Does your pathetic little cock hurt? Huh? Use your words. Tell Daddy."
"Miss.. please.. "
You say through tear filled eyes. So aroused you are in a haze.
*sigh*
My stream slows as I contemplate how to proceed.
"My poor toy. How about I finish peeing in your mouth and you swallow like a good toilet, and then I'll let you out of the cage."
Nodding feverishly you open wide and I adjust myself by placing my mound against your mouth and nose. Smothering you.
"
Drink up. No spills."
