Saturday, June 2nd 2018, 7:48pm
The week had flown by for Chris. From taking on new clients to urgent meetings that had required his attention, he had had little time to pause and take a break. This also meant that the cage that Mandy had put on him last Saturday hadn't needed to compress his dick. He hadn't looked at porn during the week and he was feeling refreshed and excited to see Mandy again. He was dressed in a plain white t-shirt and black skinny jeans as well as a pair of trainers as he left the Marks and Spencers outside Euston station. He'd just spent £90 on two bottles of Grey Goose vodka and some Coca-Cola. Mandy had texted him that morning asking him to bring 2 bottles as she didn't have time to get them herself. Chris guessed there was going to be some sort of house party or clubbing involved this evening. He quickly crossed the road and found the door to Mandy's tall building. He rang her apartment and she buzzed him in. Mandy stayed on the 16th floor and Chris stepped into the elevator, preparing himself for the evening ahead. He had no idea what to expect and yet all he wanted was to have the cage taken off, even for a few minutes. The elevator dinged as it reached the 16th floor. He stepped out and turned left, following the sign to Mandy's Flat; Flat Number 65. He walked down the corridor and finally found the door. He knocked sharply on the door. Mandy opened it and ushered him in quickly. She pushed him into another door with the room number 1 on it. Chris caught a glimpse of the 6 other doors, all with numbers, bar one which had 'Kitchen' written on the door in large letters. Chris had forgotten that Mandy lived in a shared flat with 6 others. Luckily no-one noticed him sneaking in.
"That was close! Be careful next time!" Mandy scolded him.
"Sorry Mandy, I completely forgot..." Chris replied hesitantly.
"Ok, did you get the booze?" She asked him.
"Yeah, here you go!" Chris chimed, handing her the carrier bag.
"Good boy!" She squealed, "I've never had Grey Goose before, my friends will be really impressed!" She said, smiling.
While Mandy left the room to go and leave her drinks in the kitchen, Chris studied her room. It was quite messy, with a large pile of clothes dumped on her bed. There were also a vast array of papers messily strewn across her desk. The door to Mandy's small en-suite was open and there were makeup bottles all over the place in there as well. The room was very small and only had space for one large wardrobe and a small bedside cabinet. Chris was snapped out of his thoughts by Mandy returning.
"Do you have my tribute?" She asked him.
"Yes, here you go." Chris replied, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out an envelope.
"Thank you!" Mandy said, taking the envelope from Chris.
She sat down on her bed, quickly took the money out and counted it out on her lap. All £200 was there as she had requested. She slipped the money into a purse that was lying on her bed.
"As you can tell I was super busy this week," She informed Chris, gesturing at the mess in the room, "So I'm sure you already know how you're going to be spending the next few hours." She laughed.
"Of course, I will make the place spotless!" Chris chimed, becoming motivated.
"Good. While you're here cleaning my room I'll be in my kitchen getting drunk with my friends. We're going clubbing tonight you see and central London is very expensive...Now I know how hard your little dick gets when you send me money and worship me. So here's the deal. Whenever I buy a round of drinks I'll send you a screenshot of the payment. You'll have 5 minutes to transfer me that money. If you keep up with me all night, you'll get your treat. If not, then I'll call security and tell them there's an intruder in my room understood?" She asked.
"I understand Mandy." Chris replied.
"Oh and I'd been meaning to talk to you about that. I did some reading today and found out that men like you don't deserve to call me by my real name. So from now on you can call me miss, or mistress only. Is that understood?" She asked.
"Yes Miss, I prefer that actually" Chris replied, as his cock tried to grow in its cage.
"Good. Seeing as you will call me miss, I'll be calling you pet, slave or anything that I want really. I know how much it turns you little dicked men on to be called filthy names. Doesn't it pindick?" She asked mockingly.
"Yes mistress, thank you!" Chris chirped, his cock now hurting in its cage.
"Good. I'm going to get changed in my bathroom and then we're drinking so why don't you start with my desk?" Mandy asked.
"Yes miss." Chris said.
Mandy took a black dress and went into her en-suite, slamming the door behind her. Chris began looking at the various sheets on her desk. Some pages were numbered and he began trying to organise them in order. Only a few minutes later, Mandy emerged from the bathroom. She looked stunning. She was wearing a black halter-neck dress that left little to the imagination. She was also wearing a black pair of high heels that left her feet bare. Chris' eyes wandered over her body, stopping at her breasts where the outline of her perky nipples could be seen. He then quickly averted his gaze towards her feet, ashamed at nearly being caught staring at her breasts.
"How do I look?" She asked, doing a twirl on the spot to show off her assets.
"Wow... Um... yeah you look stunning... beautiful." Chris said, trying to hide the pain his cock cage was causing him.
"Well thank you pet! Now, I'm going to go and join the fun... I'll pop in once in a while when I need the bathroom. You get to work subby" She taunted.
