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Thursday & Friday
I'm awakened by that dreaded alarm, as I reach over to shut it off I immediately think of Michael, and wonder how he's doing with his new predicament. I roll over to find him wide awake, I guess he didn't sleep that well, I wonder why?
"How did you sleep baby, not so good? Oh, and how is your cock doing?" I lift up the covers to get a peek, just as I thought, his cock is trying to burst out of it's cage.
''Oh poor baby, your cock looks so uncomfortable trapped in that little cage, maybe if you take a pee you'll feel better."
The device was designed with a hole in the end for urination, which is one thing I liked about it. This way I can keep Michael in it for quite some time without having to take it off. After returning from the bathroom his cock is looking a little more relaxed, as his erection is beginning to fade. I tell Michael that after work I want him to tan on the deck, and after that to cut my lawn. As I expected, he's very agreeable, a little punishment goes a long way.
''Sweetie, come on get dressed......you're not waiting for me to unlock your cock cage are you? I want you in that all day when you're at work, I don't want you getting tempted by that little slut Wendy."
This is quite a turn on for me, not only do I have control of my new pet's cock, but I have control of him, and it, even when I'm not around. At anytime during the day I will know exactly where Michael's cock is, and that I'm the only one who can release it from it's captivity. It's very erotic, I have a feeling I'm going to be wet all day.
We eventually leave for work, separate cars of course, and as I'm driving I start thinking about some fun things to do with my slave after work. During the day I keep a close eye on Michael, coming up with reasons to walk through his work area. It takes all my self control not to approach him and whisper in his ear to ask him how his sweet cock is doing? I know how easily I can get him excited, and his excitement will turn into his torture. This is made even more exciting for me because it's happening in public, at work, and he has no control. However, I do resist this urge and decide just to watch him from a distance. I do know one thing, and that's that I'm going to fuck him hard tonight, I've been wet since I woke up.
As I arrive home, Michael is cutting the lawn, and I go in and fix a quick dinner which I have ready as he comes in after finishing his task. He informs me that he did his tanning, and I tell him I'm glad he kept his shirt off while doing the lawn, for a little extra tanning. After eating he takes a shower, which is followed by a hair removal session. Michael is doing well in controlling his erection so far, but this may soon change. I string him up in the usual "display" position in the living room, since I'm planning to stretch his balls once again. To make it a little more interesting I keep him in his cock cage, since I know he gets hard as soon as he's bound, and the site of his excited cock trapped in the tiny cage is definitely as hot as I expected. Once I have him prepared to be stretched, I realize that the metal ball stretcher won't fit with the chastity device, so I substitute it with a thin rope. I cinch the rope around his sack and run it down under the spreader bar, but instead of tying it off as I usually do, I run it up to an eye hook in the ceiling. This way I can use weights to give his nuts a good stretch, and I think I have just the thing to weigh them down. I go to the kitchen and return with a six pack of Coke cans. Since I'll be stretching him for an hour, and to create some variety, I pull five of the cans out of the plastic retainer. I then tie the one remaining can which I left in the retainer to the end of the rope. The can now pulls my Michael's balls taught, but not extremely so. I tell Michael that I'm going to add one can every ten minutes over the next hour. I know that this will be difficult for him, but that I really want him to do this for me. Of course he has no choice, and I sit down to read the paper, and to watch my slaves torture. By keeping the cage on adds a new dimension, not only are Michael's balls being stretched, but his cock is torturing itself in the chastity device. Since the cage holds his penis in a curved, flaccid position, it is unable to straighten out, and the harder it gets the more painful it becomes. After ten minutes I slip a second can back into the plastic retainer, pulling Michael's balls just a little tighter. I feel how much tension is on the rope to get an idea how much pressure he's dealing with, but I know he's taken more than this in the past. However, I think five or six cans will be more than he's used to.
"Good boy Michael, your doing so well. It looks like your cock is pretty uncomfortable, all hard and bent like that, too bad you get so excited so easily."
He tries bending his knees to take pressure off his balls, which may work when they are tied to the spreader bar, but it does nothing with the weights, which work with gravity. I catch him doing this, and am amused as he realizes the cans just move down with him, doing nothing to ease his discomfort. In fact, when he straightens his knees he's forced to lift the cans up, and pull the rope through the eye hook and around the spreader bar, which creates a lot more tension on his testicles.
"Nice try my pet, just for that you've earned yourself can number three, try it again and you'll have a set of clothes pins attached to your nipples."
Now we're getting some stretching going on, Michael is whimpering a bit through the gag, as he looks down at his terribly tortured sex.
" Michael, keep your head up, I don't want you drooling on the floor through the gag. When we're done with this, I might fuck you, but only if you behave yourself."
This is true, except that I won't be letting him cum. I'm finding I have more control of him when I deny him orgasms. I'm also working on a special plan for him on Saturday and want him to save his strength and endurance. Now, with four cans dangling in front of him, Michael's precious little balls are being stretched about as much as they ever have. I decide to tease him a little, and walk up behind him and lightly caress his body. I tell him to try not to move because it will make the cans swing, which will increase the pressure already being applied to his balls. I caress his stomach and chest, lightly pinching and twisting his nipples, something I know drives him crazy. My hands find their way to his smooth, tight ass cheeks, and I delicately run my fingers over the skin, before moving lower to his inner thighs. I slowly work my way up and give his balls a very light squeeze causing Michael to whimper, they're hard as a rock, and I lightly caress his stretched scrotum. With my other hand, I lightly run a finger up and down the crack of his well spread ass, before focusing on his tight anus. I lightly stroke across his asshole and then slowly begin to probe, I can tell Michael really wants me to penetrate him, he's so desperate to cum, but it's not going to happen. To Michael's disappointment I stop caressing him and add the fifth can. Now we're into new territory, I've never seen him stretched this far before, feeling the rope confirms the new level of tension being applied. At this point I'm really turned on, it's taking all my self control not to unlock his cock cage and suck a huge orgasm out of him. Instead, I lightly tease his balls by lightly stroking them, even though I'd really like to put them in my mouth, they look so delicious! I cheat here a little and don't wait the full ten minutes to add the final can, since I'm so turned on I can't wait to fuck. After adding the sixth can Michael's poor little balls have been stretched about five inches. I give the cans a little push to get them swinging, and his whimpers only excite me. I grab my camera for a few pics, not forgetting to get a few close ups of his stretched testicles and tortured cock. To Michael's relief, I quickly finish up with the pics and begin to release him before the full hour is up. I untie the cans and let his balls return to their normal state, then I untie the rope cinching his sack, letting them relax further. I remove his gag, then release his ankles and wrists.
"Now Michael, since you took that so well for me, I'm going to take the cage off your cock."
He sighs in relief when I finally unlock him from the evil device, I grab hold of his cock and lead him into the bedroom and onto the bed, I know he hasn't forgotten what I said earlier.
"Remember, I told you I was going to fuck you" I say as I secure his wrists and ankles to the bedposts. "What I didn't tell you is that I won't be allowing you to cum. See baby, it's part of your training, getting you used to being under my complete control. I have a big day planned for you on Saturday, and I think you'll enjoy it more if you abstain for a few days."
Once he's spread eagled I strip down to my bra and panties and get on the bed. I kneel between his thighs and take his cock deep into my mouth, to taste him, and to get Michael's cock fully erect for what's to follow. Even though I so want to have him shoot a nice, big load in my mouth, I stay with the plan and reluctantly stop. Instead, I slip a condom over his cock, and begin to tie a long thin rope just below the head of his penis, leaving two ends of about two feet free. I continue to neatly wind each end of the rope around his shaft so each wrap is side by side. Every three wraps or so I tie a knot, I continue doing this until I wrap his entire cock, and then tie the two ends together behind his balls. Now Michael's cock is encased in rope, with a line of little knots running along the top, the only thing exposed is the head of his erection. I then cover his bound cock with two more condoms, basically turning my pet's penis into a dildo. Since this will only work as long as he stays erect, I slip a small, vibrating butt plug in him to keep him aroused. Finally, I strip off my bra and panties, and with great anticipation, I ease his bound penis into my dripping pussy. Oh My God, this is amazing, the rope has increased Michael's girth, and the ridges the rope creates feels incredible. Not to mention the little knots that I cunningly added, run right over my clit with every stroke. I knew this would be good, but I had no idea it would be this good! Within 30 seconds I can feel an orgasm starting to build. It's so intense I have to ride his cock slowly. I lean down to kiss Michael, but the position change intensifies the stimulation to my clit as the cock slides all the way into me, the knots work their magic. OH MY GOD.... within two more strokes I'm cumming violently, squirting pussy juice in a way I never have before. I scream, throw my head back, and dig my nails into Michael. This could be the most intense orgasm I've ever had, it was quick but AWESOME. I stop for a minute to catch my breath before resuming, I'm definitely not ready to get off this ride. Unfortunately, my sex slave can't share much of this with me, between the rope and the three condoms, his cock is completely insulated from any stimulation. To be nice (or mean) I jokingly ask him how his butt plug feels. I continue riding him for quite some time, one orgasm slowly fading into another, I'm not sure how many times I have cum, but I know I've never had this many orgasms before. I finally get to the point that I can't take anymore, I'm exhausted, and slide his cock out of me to lie on the bed to rest. I work up enough energy to unwrap Michael's cock, which is a lot of work due to the knots, and release him from the bed. Before going to bed I reattach the cage to my slaves semi flaccid penis, despite his feeble protests, I don't want him ejaculating during the night. This was an incredible session, well worth the wait. It has released all the stress from my body, leaving me completely relaxed, and I quickly fall into a deep sleep.
Friday
Friday starts with the same morning routine as far as getting up and out to work as the rest of the week. I tell Michael that we're going out to dinner tonight, my treat. He seems good with the idea, he also didn't even question having to wear his chastity device, and heads out a few minutes before me. Earlier in the week I contacted an old friend named Donna, and told her about Michael. I've known her for fifteen years, we had a brief relationship, she was the person that introduced me to bdsm for the first time. I was the sub in that relationship, I learned a lot, and one thing I learned is that I'm not a sub, so the relationship couldn't last. We've remained friends however, contacting each from time to time. Donna is a few years older than me, pretty, blonde, petite, and a firecracker, she's not afraid to tell it like it is. She seemed curious about Michael, mainly because I told her he's a pretty boy, and I sent her a few pics of him to see what she thought. I know Donna has a liking for cross dressers and sissy boys, and I think Michael has piqued her interest. We talked about her coming over on Saturday, maybe have a threesome, but have to nail down the details, so I call her on the way to work, and we agree on her coming over for one o'clock. She noticed from the pics how much I seem to be into CBT, so she's going to bring over some of her accessories that she thinks I'll like. She also agreed that Michael is quite pretty, and physically would make a great lady boy, so she wants to make him up as one, and if I'd be all right with that. I tell her I was up for it, and I have to agree, he would make a great lady boy. When she meets him she suggests he be naked, bound, and blind folded, which is exactly what I had in mind as well, now I can actually put Michael on "display'' for someone. We seem to be on the same page with this, but at the same time I'm still a little apprehensive about sharing Michael. We talk a few times during the day to run ideas by each other, one thing she asked for is if I have one or two cinder blocks, or a heavy box of books, or something, I told her I do, but she didn't tell me what she wants it for. All these ideas we're coming up with is pretty exciting, I can't wait for tomorrow, I just have to get through today.
The work day finally does comes to an end, and I meet up with Michael at home. I decide to take a night off from the usual sex games we've been having. This means I'm going to take off Michael's chastity device, and no sex, I want to be fresh for Saturday. Michael is curious about what these plans are that I have for us, I tell him I'll update him over the dinner I promised him. We arrive at the restaurant and get a dark booth in the corner, I order a martini, and we scroll through the menu. Our waitress is a pretty blonde girl whom I briefly start to fantasize about, maybe she reminds me of Donna fifteen years ago. Anyhow, I begin to tell Michael that I've invited a female friend over on Saturday to join us, and ask how he feels about that. It comes across that he's OK with it, but I can tell he's trying to hide his enthusiasm, I think he thinks I'll be offended if he's too eager to be with another woman, but isn't that every guys fantasy? I describe Donna, telling him she's a very pretty, petite woman, but don't underestimate her, she's pretty tough. In fact Michael will have to address her as " Mistress" or " Mistress Donna" and address me the same as well. She's not as lenient as I am, and hopefully he won't have to find that out the hard way. However, I don't bring up the cross dressing idea, best to do that when Michael is in a position in which he can't protest. We get our food and talk about what will happen next week when his parents come home. I decide that it will best if he goes back there to live, and he can come over after work, and even spend a night on the weekends. I just don't think this is a relationship that we should make public, besides, he'll be leaving for college in a few weeks. I already feel like Mrs. Robinson, I don't need the town gossiping about this. We finish dinner and head home, we watch a little TV and call it a night. It was an enjoyable evening, just talking, something we don't do that much of.
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