Evil keyholder

A mix of pleasure and pain that G could not explain himself; the cold feeling while he was pumping alternates with a hot burning pain, and so on… and Mistress M was not intended to stop there; “Start counting!” shouted the mistress. G started counting every single stroke in his ass, and when at seven he stopped: were the paddling game rules applied also in this occasion? Mistress M started laughing… “No rules in this game, keep counting!” And so G did it… When at 41, G came, again, this time on the carpet. “Again? You came some minutes ago! How could you…” It was possible to feel G’s embarassment looking his face. It never happened to cum twice in so short period, or maybe, never happened to cum twice at all! Little Mistress M knew about G’s sex life: he never had a girlfriend (excluding when too young to define that), neither sex, real sex: only masturbation, at home. “Do this ever happened to you before?” G said no with the head; G was almost trying to speak, to explain his state of virgin, then Mistress M asked: “How many times did you fuck someone?” G didn’t move. “Are you kidding? You’re a virgin? And I used your ass and do all these ‘expert’ experiences without you telling me any? I have to put another field in the contract to clarify that in the first place, at the beginning… but that’s very interesting! Permission to speak, how do you feel while you were fucking me?”

“I actually didn’t fuck you, yet, but…” “Yet? What are you suggesting? Are you giving me instructions? How dare you?” “… but I never had that kind of feeling, that proximity to a nude female body, that movements of fucking… and that’s, I suppose, why I came even if my dick was not hard in any way!” “Are you saying that you were not hard because of me?” “Of course not, not directly because of you, but you put me this cage on, so in a way, it’s your fault…”

“Ok, let’s reset some things… come in the bathroom again.”

In the bathroom, G was cleaned with all the cure needed, all the cream was removed, G was safe. “Now, or maybe, from now on, you will play a game while not in session. I’m giving you this vibrating buttplug, it’s a bluetooth connecting buttplug. It’s not a pear of anguish, I cannot know if you have it in you or if you just put it around your phone: I can always check if the plug is on, the state of the battery, and if it’s connected with a phone or not. You will have this plug in you all day, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week; the only occasion you can remove it, is to poop, and of course if you have a medical checkup to that zone: in that case, you will remove it when already there, not before the visit! You won’t use it even when we’re here: it will be charging. The particularity of this plug is that it vibrates when I decide to make it vibrate, and as any kind of notification pops up to your phone. Whatsapp message? It vibrates once. An email? The same. A phone call? Well, prepare yourself, it will be funny to see you when that happens!” “Even at work?” “Yes, of course my dear, even at work; and work will be the best time to interact with this funny app!” While saying this, Mistress M touched some buttons on the app, and the buttplug started a cycle of vibrations that hardened G’s dick, a lot. “Oh, and you came twice today, and had hardons all day, this is not fair to me, I almost came once, you weren’t able to give me an orgasm… let’s change a thing.”

Mistress M went back to the room, then again in the bathroom, with a new chastity cage, that seemed even smaller than the actual; it was a steel one, nothing else to note now.

G then had an intelligent question: “How can you change my cage if the key is in the machine?” “Ok, I asked you to reply a question, now shut up! If you use your safeword, I have to open the cage, rapidly. When you buy any lock, there are always 2 keys, do you know? So, the “emergency key” is in the money box in which I put the used keys you give me back, is the one with the red ring attached.”

Mistress M unlocked G’s penis, that immediately grew up in dimensions. “No more, no more today!” The mistress took some cold water and washed the dick, that decrease back to the declared small dimensions. This new cage was compatible with the other one, the testicles ring could remain the same, so only the front part was going to be changed.

Mistress M seemed very delicate in appling the cage, not as the first time. Was there a reason? Of course, this time the cage was… spiked!

“Think about have an hardon, something can be painful!” She locked back the lock, throw the key in the box, and watched her new toy. Mistress M took the occasion to restart the vibrating cycle of the plug, and the first hardon in the new cage happened: G felt it all. His face was sad and suffering. “Well well well, it’s going to be funny.”

Today you counted until 41 but you came twice, with no permission. Let’s round it to 40 and cut it half twice, it’s 10; so you get 20 coins today, because of your bonus. Go and play.

While playing, Mistress M continued to play with the vibrator, causing pain and excitement in an overwhelmed G. 20 shots and 7 triplets came out, 7 keys were taken home.

Once at home, G tried the keys; while trying the keys, he thought about removing the plug, at least when at home. He did that, so he put it near the phone, and went in the kitchen to prepare dinner.

G was active on the phone, he was receiving messages all day long, from different people, organizations and whatever. Then, after dinner, he watched a movie and went sleeping.

The next morning he prepared to go to work, took the phone and start walking there. Then, suddenly, he remembered! He didn’t put the plug, or even took it with him! G started running back, and the new cage was very hurting, because of the run and the spikes. G got used to the cage movements, but had to familiarize with the spikes now, as soon as possible. Once at home, he understood why he forgot the plug: there was no visible plug near the bed! He crouched down, and that’s it! It fell off the night stand, maybe because of the vibrations that made it roll over? He took the plug, put it in the backpack and ran to the office.

Smooth day at the office, nothing strange happened, until a collegue asked me for a pen, and she knew that usually I hold pens in my backpack, and usually I always give her the permission to open my backpack and take what she needs. Panic. While she was opening the zip, G shouted “Stop! Don’t open it, I just remember I finished the pens, I don’t have them anymore, this evening I’ll buy new ones…” The collegue looked at him with a strange face: “Is all ok? What’s your problem? Is there something I can’t see inside?” She was referring to her birthday, coming in days, knowing that usually the collegues organize a little gift for each one. Maybe G wanted to hide it? That goes well, excuse was coherent… according to the lady. The other collegue was the one charged with the duty to buy the present, so he knew that was something else, and he came asking him about that strange interaction some minutes after. G was embarassed, and in the moment he was explaining, with another excuse, he received a notification: both the phone and the backpack vibrated. That was strange, very strange. “It’s the new smartwatch I bought, now it’s charging with a powerbank, it‘s ’synchronized with the phone…” Another excuse, done! But now, the problem was that G didn’t have any smartwatch: could he ignore it and come back the day after, hoping everyone forgot about that? Or did he has to buy one, today, after work and before the session with Mistress M? Clock was ticking, there was not much time… G chose to ignore it, he could use the “I left it at home, I’m not still used to have a smartwatch yet” as an excuse to avoid any other problems.