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The Cost of Lying

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It had been six weeks since he gave his cock to his Goddess and was tasked with edging for her everyday and today was finally his last day.

They both decided that on their anniversary she would unlock him and he had spent every day since trying to convince her to unlock him early, however his usual tricks were not working.

He was left painfully throbbing in his cage, forced to make her cum with his hands and mouth and when he wasn’t busy massaging her he would watch as she played with herself, exploring all of the places his cock used to.

She enjoyed every moment of his suffering as he had brought it upon himself. In the last week of his sentence he had lied about touching himself in the shower. He had taken advantage of his Goddess’s trust and came while he was unlocked and she had caught him in his lie.

Lying was unacceptable and it was a sin he would end up paying for dearly.

His goddess found him on his knees this morning waiting for her to wake up.

Noticing her stir he spoke softly, “Thank you for allowing me to ache for you over the last six weeks Goddess. I understand that I should have never lied to you and I accept whatever punishment you deem necessary”

‘Punishment’ she thought. That seemed like a fitting word for what she had planned for his ‘special day.’

He leaned down to kiss her feet as she sat over the edge of the bed, then kissed her hands as she reached forward to brush her fingers through his hair.

She smiled, “My sweet baby, follow me to the shower”

He followed obediently, then took the initiative to start the shower at precisely the temperature she enjoyed. Stepping back to the doorway he watched as she teasingly stripped and then stepped into the shower. The warm water making her feel alive.

His cage grew tighter and even more uncomfortable as she lathered up her body and played with her soapy tits while lovingly looking into his eyes. Her hands squeezing them together as her thumbs played with her nipples.

He squirmed but didn’t dare to take his eyes off of her beautiful body as he wanted to provide her the utmost worship and attention.

Noticing his discomfort she gave a slight chuckle and asked “Are you leaking already, little boy?”

He nodded with his eyes lowered.

“I wonder how much you’ll leak before I unlock you later today.”

Her hand dropping to her clit and beginning to make small circles as a light moan escapes her mouth. She put a finger inside of her pussy and made eye contact again with her little boy, “You look so hungry for mommy…. I promise, you will get to fuck tonight.”, a brief pause in her statement as she began moving her fingers in and out of herself “exactly like this.” tilting her head up in ecstasy.

He gulped, his eyes fixated on her fingers, imagining himself finally penetrating his Goddess. He was growing impatient once again.

As she finished her shower she asked him to rub lotion on her body. He eagerly agreed, taking her favorite lotion from the bathroom counter and kneeling before her. His hands gliding smoothly across her curves, he took his time ensuring every inch of her beautiful body was properly moisturized.

When he was finished she felt all of the tension leave her body and knew she was ready for the day to get started and as it was their anniversary they both has taken the day off to make the day as special as it could be.

Stepping into her closet she reached for her favorite lingerie set. A sexy black one piece that features crotchless panties adorned with a small pink bow. They left the perfect resting place for his mouth which she was excited to be using later on.

He helped her finish getting ready and as she stepped out of the bedroom she called back to him, “Now go take your shower and join me when you are finished”

***

They spent the whole day reminiscing about the good times they had had together. Flipping through old photographs and videos, chuckling at their younger selves who had been much more vanilla than they were now. And how grateful they were to have experienced this side of life before starting their adventures with chastity.

His goddess insisted on cooking dinner for the evening and sent him away to catch up on a few emails. Once she was done she called to him from the kitchen.

He entered, making sure to embrace her warmly before cooing “The house smells amazing, my Love. What have you prepared?”

“A special bolognese for your special day” she countered before kissing him on the cheek.

She took a single plate down from the shelf and prepared a serving for herself.
“Take this to the table and set out the placemats for us. I am going to make an extra special plate for you.” giving him a cheeky wink and she turned back around to the stovetop.

His eyebrow raised in confusion as he was usually the one to prepare the plates and serve them at the table with her waiting, but he did as he was told and left the room.

While setting the table a constant thought had crossed through his mind over and over again. “I can’t wait to fuck her again” straining in his cage a little more each time.

He had finished setting the table and was pouring two glasses of wine as she entered the room with an empty plate in her hand.

“Love, where is my food?” he inquired.

As she sat the plate down in front of him she dropped 2 small blue pills on his plate. A “V” as the only marker on the pill he knew exactly what they were… Viagra. “Eat up, sweetie” she said with a smile.

A mix of emotions flew through him, anger then calm. He knew he couldn’t talk back to her or he would have to stay locked up for another 6 weeks. She blew him a kiss as he swallowed both pills then opening his mouth wide enough for her to see he hadn’t cheeked them.

She stepped away briefly to grab his real plate of food and sat down in front of him.
They ate in silence for the next few moments as sweat began to gather at his temples and the throbbing inside of his cage intensified.

A mischievous smirk appears on his goddess’s face, “Your cock is fighting the cage already, isn’t it?”

He whimpered back “Mommy… it’s getting tight, it's really starting to hurt”

She cackled ”You’re hard and swollen and there's nothing you can do about it!”

He clenched his thighs trying to drive the blood to anywhere, but his cock.

Pleading and begging with her “Please… let me out, I can't take it!”

She took a sip of wine before retorting “No. I want you panting and desperate for your release”

As he fell quiet one more she could tell the cage was digging its way into his skin by the grimace on his face.

“Seems everyone was right. The best boys suffer silently. Just look at you!”

As she finished her wine she stood and began walking toward the stairs.
“Tidy up down here and join me in the bedroom will you?”

Before taking the first step up she sensually stripped out of the lingerie and blew him a kiss, “I will be waiting for you, darling.”

His eyes followed her ass until she was out of sight, he was too stunned to speak.

His mind raced as he hurriedly cleaned the table and began washing the dishes. Images filled his thoughts, of her straddling his cock, her hands grasping his chest as she rode him to the climax he so desperately needed. His cage brought him back to reality and he throbbed again feeling every inch of his confinement. Before he realized it he was grinding against the countertop in search of any relief, but none came.

Once he was finished he bolted upstairs as fast as he could.

He opened the bedroom door and there she was… her beautiful naked body on full display.

She beckoned him in and then called out, “Strip”.

His excitement got the better of him as he fumbled his way out of his clothes and stepped closer to her.

Hey perfect pussy glistened, his eyes widening as he imagined entering her for the first time in six weeks.

“Tonight will be a bit different.”, her words echoed in the room.

She took out a pair of keys from underneath her pillow and reached forward to unlock him.

Finally he felt relief, as if he was breathing fresh air for the first time. His cock sprang free from the cage, glistening with precum from his desperation. He was overwhelmed for a moment as his girth reached its full potential.

“Come lay on the bed, sweetie”, his Goddess spoke to him.

Another set of images rushed his mind. What will she do first? Is she going to ride him as her pussy was wet and ready or is she going to start with some foreplay and stroke him for a moment. Whatever she decided, he would be content. All he wanted to do was feel her touch again and cum.

She crawled over him and reached into the bedside drawer.

‘Lube’ he thought, he was about to get the ride of his life.

And then his mouth fell agape. It wasn't lube, it was…numbing cream.

“What the hell is this?” he blurted out.

She slapped his cheek and shushed him.

Taking a healthy amount from the tube she began rubbing the cream all over his cock.

He was stunned and began to feel lost.

She returned the cream back to the draw and withdrew a condom.

His eyes lit up in protest but there was nothing he could do.

With a twinkle in her eye she reached for the draw one last time.

A special gift for the special evening. She handed it to him and insisted him to open.

Carefully he removed the paper concealing the box’s contents.

“A fleshlight?”

She hastfully grabbed it and placed is between her legs and stared at his dumbstruck face.

He began “My love, what is happening? You told me I’d-”

She cut him off “Sweetie, I told you you’d get to fuck tonight, not you’d get to fuck me… there’s a difference you see?”

Another wave of emotions crept through him.

Confusion, disappointment, heartbreak.

She unlocked her phone and said, “I am going to put on a timer for one minute. If you cum within a minute, then great. If you don't, you will be locked back in the cage without an orgasm.”

With a groan he positioned himself and nodded for her to start the timer.

He gave it his best, fucking as hard and as fast as he could, and feeling absolutely nothing. Each thrust leaving him more desperate and needy than he already was.

She watched in awe, she had never seen him fuck so fast before.

Frustration set in as he continued fucking the toy, yearning for his release and getting nowhere close. His thrusts became more ruthless and ravaging and yet there was nothing.

The timer beeped and she pulled the fleshlight away from him, his cock still thrusting in the air reaching for any kind of please.

She chuckled, “No more fun for you, baby boy”

He couldn't process what was happening to him, there was a new ache inside of him that felt foreign. He wanted to cum so badly, but he couldn’t feel an ounce of pleasure. Something inside of him had broken.

He was a mess…

Her mess.

“Time to cool off, my needy boy” she cooed

She took off the condom and put his dick in a glass of iced water. The cold wilting him.

He watched helplessly as he shrink under her cruel, loving hands.

She locked him back into the cage giving the tip a kiss as she took the key again. The sound of the lock closing was like a shackle around his soul and pleasure.

He looked at her with tears in his eyes and curled up into her arms. He knew whatever broke inside him, her arms would heal it.

He was aching.

He was denied.

But he was hers…blissfully, utterly hers


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