The instructions were simple. Do not move.
His visit to his Dommes house was like any other. Upon arriving he knocked on the center of the front door. Three knocks, each one second apart and not too hard. As he waited patiently to be granted permission to enter the house, he took a moment to appreciate the sound of a two birds singing to each other in the tree above. “They must be love birds” he joked to himself as he cracked a faint smile, satisfied with his own humor. As he heard footsteps approach the door his attention shifted to the anticipation of seeing the Woman who was assuredly inspecting him through the peephole in the door. After a short pause the sound of shifting metal indicated the deadbolt was being unlocked and the door opened to reveal the figure of a Woman. It had been three days since he last saw her and as his eye opened the smile he just had returned to reveal his joy.
Once inside the door closed behind him and the same sound of shifting metal was heard, this time it meant the deadbolt was being locked again. He removed his shoes and placed them near the door when suddenly he felt her arms wrap around him just above the waist, and he could feel her head lean into his back. The embrace of his Mistress made him smile even more this time as he placed his hands over hers and enjoyed the comfort before turning in her arms to embrace her as well. They exchanged greetings and commented on how great it was to see one another, and as they continued to converse she walked from room to room, finishing whatever tidying up she felt necessary while he got a kettle of water hot to make tea for them both.
After some time was spent catching up and enjoying each others company, the decision was made that it was time to move into the dungeon.
“Remove your clothes and place them there.” She said, pointing to a chair as they entered. “Yes, Mistress.”
As he reached for the knot in his tie to loosen it she spoke again, “you will need that.” and walked seductively to a trunk in the room containing all sorts of devious toys.
With his clothes folded neatly on the chair and his tie in his grip he moved to the spot she indicated for him to stand and waited with anticipation. The first thing she did was tie his hands behind his back. After, she instructed him to kneel so she could take the tie out of his hands, “You wont need these today” she teased as she placed it over his eyes and tied a knot behind his head. “You can stand again” she told him.
Standing again, all he could do is listen to the sounds of her feet moving across the floor and the shuffling of metal, plastic and leather toys in the trunk. One sound stood out the most amongst the rest however. It was the sound of a bell, maybe multiple, he could not be certain. The bell sound got louder as she approached and he could feel her hands moving across his chest. After a few moments she focused her fingers on his nipple and he felt a pinch as something was clamped onto it. He then felt the same sensation to his other nipple and immediately realized there were two bells, one attached to each clamp. “Now ill be able to hear you every time you move, dear.” she assured him while running her hand down his cheek.
She walked away again briefly and came back with the sound of a cord dragging on the ground behind her. “How long has it been since i unlocked you, dear?” she asked while taking his caged cock and swollen balls in her hand. “twenty-three days, Mistress.” she found it amusing that he always knew exactly how many days it had been. “Aww poor boy.” she said with a teasing tone of voice. He could not see her face but was sure those words were said through a grin. “I think you have earned a chance to cum, dear.” and with that she crouched and used the key on her necklace to unlock the padlock. A desperate sigh of relief was heard from him as she pulled the cage off of his cock and removed the base ring. As she grabbed his cock and began to massage it, the bells attached to his nipple began to jingle. The feeling of her hand on his desperate cock was overwhelming. When suddenly a hard crack of a cane was felt across his ass. “Do not move.” she instructed with a firm voice. “I’m going to let you cum, but every time you make those bells jingle, you will be hit with the cane. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mistress. Thank you!” he exclaimed.
“Good, then lets begin.”
She flipped a switch and the vibrations of a vibrating wand could be heard. As she placed it to his cock, his right knee bent from the pleasure and the swinging bell was heard. Immediately after a hard crack of the cane impacted with his skin and he straightened out again. She moved the vibrator all around his cock, pressing hard sometimes, and barely touching other times. The pleasure was so intense after all that time of only feeling the unrelenting steel bars of his chastity cage. To cope with the intensity he began to moan from the pleasure. She told him not to move, but never said anything about not moaning.
As his moans got louder and more frequent the bells could be heard more often as well, resulting in several hard hits from the cane. She could tell he was getting close and positioned the vibrator underneath the head of his dripping cock. The moaning only got louder as he approached an orgasm, and as the sensation washed over him he knew he was about to cum. All of his willpower and determination to not move up to that point was helpless as his muscles contracted and his knees got weak. He could not stand still any longer. With his hips thrusting from the pleasure, the resulting movement caused the bells to jump around, and his cock to slip off the vibrator. The entire time this was happening he was being struck by the cane, over and over. The pain from the impacts and the loss of the vibrations caused him to ruin his orgasm. The intense feeling of a long awaited orgasm being on the verge of happening was the only pleasure he would feel. Everything after was only the feeling of three weeks worth of cum dripping out of his cock to the ground below, and the residual vibrations from the wand getting softer and softer until there was no pleasure to be felt any longer.
“I told you not to move, dear.”
“I’m sorry, Mistress. I couldn’t help it.” he said as she pulled the blindfold off.
“That’s okay” she said with a smile as she looked directly into his eyes. “Maybe next time! Now clean up your mess. We need to get you locked back up before bed.”
“Yes, Mistress! Thank you.” he said with a smile of his own as he got to his knees to lick up the cum he leaked.