I scrambled into the room, closing and locking shut the balcony window and retreating into a curled up ball on the bed. The rope gave back my freedom of movement but stayed wrapped around my body. Before I could voice my desire to get rid of the rope, it started taking control again.
"I think it's about time I hold up my end of the deal for dolling yourself up so beautifully, and remove the chastity cage for a single orgasm." She removed the key from her bracelet as the rope constricted me onto my back with my legs spread open. Both of my legs were bent at the knee, tied together from calf to thigh and left propped up with my feet dangling in the air.
"There is something you can do though to extend your freedom. All you have to do is swallow each mess that comes out of you." Gina paused, holding the key in sight above my caged member. "Not that bad considering you just got a taste of your asshole, right?" With a pulse of mana and the turning of her key, the lock on the cage released.
I immediately attempted to grab a hold of my growing erection, only to be denied by the rope keeping my arms tightly in place to the sides. "I'll do it, so let me touch it already!"
"That's not how this works. Only when you cum, will you regain use of your arms. If you touch your penis other than to collect jizz then the deal is off and you'll be back in the cage before you know it." Not only did the rope bind me into this position, but it began to levitate my lower half into the air making it easy for Gina to gain access at pounding away with her strap-on.
The rope made me feel extremely helpless against her actions as she neared my sore butthole. "Remember, this is your reward for doing such a good job." That was the most tender loving voice she had used this entire time. It almost made me believe she was awarding such a grand favor.
As if a sharp reminder to her sadistic nature, her magically enhanced strap-on slammed in one fell motion. She moved in tandem with the rope's binding, reaching the base of the harness on each thrust. Now that I was indoors it was like all inhibitions vanished as my moaning reached new heights.
Even though Gina was treating me as a slave, this euphoria was something I'd never felt in my entire life. Everything she was doing seemed to hit that sexual kink that I never knew existed before. I felt a growing fear of the possibility that being her slave was something I would wish for by the end of the seven days. She stated that I was the one who asked to become her slave last night. It wasn't too far-fetched to believe from how well she had me wrapped around her finger.
I wanted so badly to grab hold of my flailing erection then remembered her condition, that I could only touch it to gather up my sperm to lap down. She easily made my logic falter after pointing out I had already done ass to mouth. It helped me settle any conflicting thoughts with the fact that it wouldn't be as nasty. Regardless this felt way better than being crushed inside of a cock cage and that was a good enough outcome to land on.
"The shivering is a dead give away. You're loving this aren't you?" Gina cemented the conclusion I came to as a familiar orgasm spread throughout my entire body.
I couldn't handle the differences of a prostate orgasm as it combined the high of ejaculating normally but at the same time without any of the exhaustion and loss of arousal that always came with it. It helped with gathering my focus as the rope loosened up around my arms. This was my third time cumming tonight and even though my penis was rock hard, all of it dribbled out, some landing on my stomach with the rest sliding down the sides of my penis and groin.
The position she was fucking me in let me see every drop of sperm as my hands moved in a scooping manner, gathering all of it up. There was an intense desire to stroke my penis while collecting the jizz off of it and it took all of my willpower to ignore that feeling. It was the final thought of being timed that helped push me over that edge as I cupped my palm to my lips.
The sex position was awkward enough to force me to have to swallow hard for the cum to enter my stomach. I could feel my gooey sperm along the sides of my throat, sliding ever so slowly back to my mouth. There was not much taste to it and that only helped with justifying the situation to myself. A last suck on all of my covered digits finished the deal as the rope instantly tensed up, pulling my arms back down to my sides.
"Wow, you really gulped that down fast. I'm afraid I left out one of the rules to our little game." Gina slowed her pace, but made sure to keep driving in the entire length of her strap-on. "The rope will memorize the time it took you to eat your cum. You'll have to beat your previous time moving forward if you want to enjoy your prolonged freedom." Gina giggled and changed the tempo, increasing it even more than earlier.