She watched as he got ready. The changing room was small, but big enough for the two of them. Like all the times before; he got undressed and knelt down in front of her. Naked except for his chastity cage.
"I have a treat for you today my pet. Do you think you deserve it?"
"No Mistress." he said not looking up.
"Perhaps, but I think I'll enjoy watching you." she said as she circled him. "Today I'm going to let you tease my cock."
"Thank you Mistress. Thank you very much." His heart beat faster and his caged member made a vain attempt at an erection.
"Does this excite you?"
"Yes Mistress. Very much."
"I'm excited also my pet. I enjoy watching my pets pleasure and tease my cocks. Would you like to tease my cock for me?"
"Yes, yes I would. Please Mistress."
She chuckled to herself at his eagerness. They were always very eager until it happened, but then they accepted it in the end. That's the part that pleased her most. The crumbling of resistance. "Good. I hope so. First let's get you ready."
Mistress then put a ball gag in his mouth, slid a black nylon mask over his head and then put headphones over his ears.
He looked up at her, but the mask hid his puzzled look as she then put a black sack over his head.
Her pet couldn't speak or hear and now with the sack in place he couldn't see.
He felt hands grab each of his arms and pull him up. Leading him out of the changing room.
He knew exactly where he was going.
The same place he'd been going to for almost two months. The same place she teased him mercilessly without relief.
The recreation room as Mistress was fond of saying.
Complete with large rugs, plants, paintings, a TV and even a pool table. Along with other devices she could add or subtract at will.
He knew he was going to the A. It was a giant wooden A in the middle of the room that he would be strapped on to. Ankles, thighs, waist, wrists and neck.
His neck was loosely bound, instead of the tight grip she normally put him in.
He felt his hormones surge as his right hand was kept free and his cage was removed.
"Does that feel good?" she spoke to him through the head set.
He nodded.
A hand began to gently stroke him. "Then I know this definitely feels good."
His shaft quickly stiffened.
"Tell me. Are you sure you want to stroke my cock?"
Her words pierced the void of his sensory deprived space. He should have sensed something was different, something ominous about her words, but his yearning to be released and hopefully relieved was too much.
He nodded vigorously.
A hand lifted his free one. It held it palm up and he felt lube being drizzled onto it.
His chest was heaving in anticipation.
"Are you going to behave?"
He nodded
"No accidents. Am I clear? If you think you can't take anymore tap your head against the frame."
He uttered a muffled yes.
"OK. Here we go."
Her hand guided his hand outward away from him, but before he could process what was going on she clamped his hand around something stiff and warm.
At the same time he felt a hand on his own hard shaft and it began shake and tug.
It took a moment, but then he realized what was happening.
He tried to pull away but her hand held him.
