As another day bloomed on the tropical island, she couldn't help thinking about what the evening might bring? Was it possible to OD on kink? In the back of her mind she wondered if she could overdo it and become blasé? Certainly would not want that to happen -- she was enjoying this too much. She vowed to discus it with her new friends later. For now the pool beckoned and she stretched out -- enjoying the warm tropical sun.
When she wandered into the main building for lunch it was a continuation of the morning awakening. The exact antithesis of the night before! June had apparently had a change of heart, for Eric was sitting with her having lunch. June saw her enter and waved her over to join them. It was a little awkward sitting at the table with Eric -- this is the first time she had seen him in any way clothed and not in some way restrained. She looked around and saw Steve and Sharon enjoying an intimate lunch -- holding hands and looking every bit the happy tourists.
June saw her surveying the scene and understood at once. Laughing lightly she said "come on Cynthia, we can't run around being perverts all the time!" She was right and it brought a smile to Cynthia's lips. "You're right of course -- it just seems as if that's been the focus of everything over the past couple of days. It's completely overwhelmed me. I was thinking about that out by the pool -- perspective, perspective, perspective!"
They sat enjoying their lunch. No one was at any of the nearby tables so they could talk freely. Eric said little, deferring to June, who smiled as she observed Cynthia glancing at Eric. "Yes I'm sometimes a pushover" she admitted. "I know he is supposed to be locked up all week, but he was so very good last night, I decided to give him a break today. And besides, he's not totally unrestrained -- I never allow that".
Cynthia glanced at Eric who still said nothing, then seeing no sign of anything limiting his freedom, looked quizzically at June. As if her husband were not present June explained, obviously amused at Cynthia's unasked question. "My husband is a hopeless masturbator " she said. "If I don't control him, he's constantly playing with himself."
Eric was now visibly embarrassed as Cynthia gave him a sidelong glance. June continued, much to Eric's discomfort. "When we decided that we would live a femdom marriage, Eric gave me control of his cock and balls -- didn't you dear?" she asked her husband, who answered sheepishly in the affirmative, avoiding eye contact with Cynthia. "So, whenever he's not otherwise restrained, I have a couple of little toys that I use to make sure that he refrains from self abuse. He's wearing one now" June explained. "Eric, my dear, our friend is curious about how I control your dick -- why don't you explain to her what you're wearing and how it works."
"Yes Ma'am" Eric answered, recognizing the authority in his wife's voice. He turned to Cynthia and explained.... "Before we left the room today, Mistress locked my penis into a kali teeth ring to prevent me from touching myself without permission. It is a device that discourages an erection, and makes any touch to my penis painful. I'm required to wear it, or some other form of chastity device that we have whenever Mistress allows me to be otherwise unrestrained."
Cynthia felt the now all too familiar thrill as she listened to this man describe how his wife kept him locked up to prevent masturbation -- to exercise complete control over his sexuality. First last night, and now again she realized it turned her on to see a man submit and give up control. She fell right into her role. Ignoring Eric, she asked June what a Kali Teeth Ring was. Almost clinically June explained the device, telling her that it was a metal sleeve that was locked around the shaft of the penis, just behind the head, the interior of which was lined with sharp spikes. She went on to explain how when the penis was flaccid it was only mildly uncomfortable but that as the penis began to swell when becoming erect, the spikes would dig painfully into it. The more it grew, the more it hurt until finally, the pain would make the erection subside.
Cynthia was watching Eric with amusement as his wife was casually explaining to her the manner in which she controlled access to his penis -- controlled him sexually. He was clearly embarrassed at being discussed this way. "It really is quite effective" continued Julie. "Tease him a little and watch what happens. Cynthia looked around to see if anyone could see them, and finding that the plants behind the table gave them some privacy, let her hand slip onto Eric's lap, gently teasing. She felt the all too familiar twinges between her legs as she let her fingers play around his crotch, feeling the hard metal through the fabric of his slacks. Running her fingers along the shaft of his cock, feeling the outline through the pants, she felt it begin to stiffen at the same time that she heard Eric sharply inhale. "He's such a slut he can't control himself" Julie said as she watched her friends tease her husband's cock. "He knows how badly it's going to hurt, but he can't help himself.
"He looks like he's in real pain" Cynthia observed as she watched Eric try to move as little as possible, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. "Oh he is" smiled June. "I love to see my wonderful husband in pain. Later, I'll show you what's causing him to make such a fuss. It's quite diabolical in that he's the one causing his own pain!"
