"I can't wait for all my toys to arrive. I really have no patience anymore."
She leaned in and kissed me gently. She stood up and I heard her get a chair and so something. She came back and released me from the spanking bench and helped me stand up. She led me to stand in the middle of the room where she had fed rope through the eye hooks in the ceiling. She attached the ropes to the rings on my wrist cuffs and then pulled my hands up and tied off the ropes to wall hooks. She walked around me in a slow circle with the finger tips of one hand trailing across my body. She circled me a few times and then put her arms around me and kissed me. Slowly and gently at first and then more passionately. She broke away from the kiss and left me gasping and straining against my cage. She walked to the table and came back with a handful of clothes pins. I jerked and flinched as she placed them on my nipples and thighs and ass. I stood there trying to focus on my breathing as the sensation flooded in from all over my body. Louise left the room for a minute and came back with a glass of wine and something small. She pulled the chair in front of me and sat in it and sipped her wine as she looked at me. I just looked at her. She looked so good.
I don't know how long I was there. Long enough for her to slowly finish her glass of wine. She stood and walked over to me. The small thing in her hand was the key to my cage. She unlocked the chastity cage and released my cock. She put the cage on the table and picked up a few things. Standing in front of me, she made a show of putting the sharp, pointy steel fingertips on the fingers of her right hand. She reached down and started touching my cock and balls with them. I couldn't tell if I liked it or hated it It was such an intense sensation. She went slow and stayed gentle. I was rising up on my toes at times to get away from the sensation. She alternated looking at my cock or looking me in the eye. I was really starting to squirm and pull away. I couldn't take anymore and was about to say so when she stopped. She wrapped her left hand around my cock and slowly started stroking it. It felt so soft and amazing and gentle after the sharp steel. But almost immediately I was thrusting my hips toward her trying to get more. She took her hand away and held my face in both hands.
"You're not allowed to come. If you get close, tell me to switch hands."
She went back to fondling my cock and balls with the sharp steel finger tips. I took as much as I could before I asked her to switch hands. She wrapped her soft left hand around my cock and slowly stroked it. It was torture. Different torture than the sharp points, but still torture. I took as much as I could and then asked her to switch. As she went on, the amount of time I could take either hand shrank. I wanted to come so badly, but I knew she didn't want me to. Finally, I used my safe word. It was the first time I had used it with her. She took the steel nails off her right hand and held my face in her hands and gave me a searching look.
"You're amazing," she said.
She kissed me again and then stood back and looked at me.
"I absolutely love this."
She walked out of the room and came back with an ice pack. She held the pack against my cock till my erection went away. I hung there in the ropes lost in sub space. When my cock was soft again she worked it back into the chastity cage and locked it shut. She untied the ropes and led me back to her room. She started the shower and motioned for me to undress her. I removed her little black dress and her panties. We got into the shower together and we washed each other. The hot water stung all the places she had put clothes pins on. Normally, showering with a sexy woman would have had me hard as a rock, but my cock didn't respond. After all the torture and torment of the evening my body was worn out. After we dried off, Louise put on a night gown and we got into bed. I wrapped my arms around her and we fell asleep.
Sunday morning I woke up and held her in my arms till I felt her stir. She rolled over so she was facing me and kissed me gently.
"Coffee," she whispered.
I slid out of bed and went to the kitchen and prepared the coffee. I brought back two cups and she motioned to get into bed again. We drank our coffee as she outlined the day.