That's all you get !

"That's all you get!" Part 1

I knew Amber was conceited when we first started going out, and to be honest it kinda turned me on.  She certainly had reason to be, since she was one of the most beautiful women I'd even seen, and it made sense that she was aware of her own physical attractiveness.  I'm not the handsomest guy in the world to say the least, and I was initially confused but thrilled when Amber agreed to let me take her out to dinner and a show.  I was even more shocked when she agreed to go out on follow-up dates with me, since I didn't have all kinds of money to spend on taking her out to expensive places and things like that, but I gradually came to understand that maybe Amber went out with me because I was totally accepting of wherever she wanted to go and whatever she wanted me to do - or not do!

We had been going out for months before I even attempted to kiss her, and her reaction made it clear that, like everything else, we would kiss only when and if SHE wanted us to.  I went along with her desires in this as in everything else, but was so horny from being in her presence that I would always rush home to masturbate to thoughts of making love to the sexy goddess I'd just left.  In fact, I would often jerk off in the men's room during our dates just to relieve the frustration, until one evening Amber started questioning me.

"So tell me, Johnny boy, if you're not going out with other women as you claim, how are you taking care of your sexual needs?  And I want the absolute truth from you, understand?" Amber said as she confronted me one evening.  I stuttered and stammered at first, but quickly broke down and confessed that I masturbated to thoughts of her.  Probing me for details, I admitted to pleasuring myself frequently day and night to her mental image, and I was startled at her reaction.  SLAP!  From the force of the blow I knew Ambers' handprint was emblazoned across my cheek and I started to stagger backwards only to be pulled up short by her fist grabbing the front of my shirt. 

"How dare you!  That is an insult to my spiritual energy, and I thought you really cared for me, oh boo-hoo-hoo!" Amber exclaimed as she began sobbing, and I felt awful as I apologized and swore to never do it again.  Well, that stopped her sobbing but she knew I'd never be able to stick to my promise, and to be honest I knew it as well.  The solution she came up with was a chastity device I could be locked into, with release only under her strict control and authority.  I was so eager to make amends to Amber that I agreed at once, and when she produced a plastic device of tubes and connections from her bag that she called her trusty CB3000 I was stunned.  Since it was made of a strong polymer plastic it wouldn't set off any metal detectors so I wouldn't have to take it off, and it was secured with strong plastic ties that once tightened could not be removed but had to be cut off.  Because each of the ties was embossed with a number and letter Amber would know if I cut off one of the ties to release my cock and then secured it again with another tie afterwards.

As I lowered my pants at Ambers' instruction my cock sprang out in front of me, all five eager inches!  "Aww, look, Johnny boy is so eager and anxious" Amber said in a playful voice, and when she cupped my balls in her palm I almost swooned in ecstacy!  Thinking Amber was going to at least give me a hand-job before she locked up my manhood and maybe even a real fuck, I was grinning like a buffoon when Ambers' hand suddenly tightened forcefully around my bulging balls - Aaargh!  If Amber wasn't still holding onto my scrotum I would have collapsed onto the floor at her feet, and as I hung there in agony I saw my penis shrivel like a dead flower.  "Sorry Johnnie, but your new "undergarment" would never have fitted over your 'massive' manhood if I didn't bring you 'down to size' like that, hee hee!" Amber joked as she strapped the chastity belt onto me.

That was the beginning of my enforced chastity, or celibacy actually, but my relationship with Amber became much better from that point on.  Amber became noticeably more relaxed and comfortable around me, even more affectionate as well, and I grit my sexually frustrated teeth and resolved to use all my willpower to wait until the time when Amber would release me from my chastised imprisonment so that we could consummate our affections.  Then Joshua came into the picture.

Amber got upset when I asked her questions about her personal life, so I learned not to ask and just accept that I'd find out anything I needed to know when Amber decided to tell me.  My whole life was an open book to Amber, on the other hand, and I obediently answered any questions and told Amber answers to any concerns she had of me.  Then one evening while I was massaging Amber's feet as she relaxed with a glass of wine and listened to some classical music, I was shocked to hear a phone conversation she had with some guy named Joshua when he called.

"Hi, lover!" she said,  "It's so sweet of you to call, I was just relaxing with some wine and good music and a nice foot massage while I was remembering how great your cock felt last evening, and last night, and this morning, and again this morning, hee hee hee!" Amber giggled into the receiver.  I felt my face turn deep red as I blushed while I continued Amber's foot massage on autopilot.  When the call finally ended I stopped the massage and when Amber looked at me questioningly I said "Amber, how could you?"  As I saw her expression go from a questioning one to anger I knew I'd made a terrible mistake.  Sure enough, Amber sat up and verbally tore me to shreds as she said there was no way she was going to be punished and deprived of having her sexual needs satisfied just because of my inability to control my immature, selfish sexual perversions.  Manipulating me expertly, Amber expressed her sadness that I wasn't willing to let go of my selfish desires, adding that she was just getting ready to advance me to a new level of intimacy by allowing me to sexually pleasure her orally.

Beside myself with regrets, I apologized profusely as I begged Amber to forgive me, and she used my sincere desire to make amends to her to draw me into her control even more as I was ordered to get a beeper so I would be "on call" for whenever she needed me.  "You never know when I might have a need for an obedient tongue between my legs to please me, and you DO want to please me Johnny, don't you?" Amber asked me with a smile, and I smiled back as I assured her eagerly that I did, adding that I would love to make love to her in every way and any way, whenever she wanted.  Her smile was abruptly replaced with a frown as she cruelly said that Joshs' cock makes mine look like a peanut and that I could never hold a candle to the ability Josh had to satisfy her sexually, adding that my mouth would be the only way I would be permitted to please her sexually.  Looking me square in the eye, Amber seemed to dare me to object, and when I looked down in surrender to her wishes she laughed as she exclaimed triumphantly "ha ha ha, that's right, that's all you get!"

I guess I tend to be overly optimistic at times or maybe it was just wishful thinking, but I really hoped that if I went along with Amber's desires she would gradually see my devotion to her and our compatibility as she'd allow me more and more intimacy.  That did not turn out to be the reality, though, and it seemed as if I was slowly sinking in a pool of emasculating quicksand.  One degrading experience seemed to follow and build on the next, but there never seemed a point in time when I felt able to save myself!