When I get you alone

His truck rumbles up the gravel driveway to the large vacation rental she picked out. She wants their first time to be special. It’s massive, sleeps almost 20 people and is occasionally used for weddings. It’s in a beautiful location, secluded with sweeping mountain views in every direction. They would finally be alone together. Nobody to hear the noises she’s going to pull out of him. He turns off the ignition, put the keys in his pocket, and heads up the stairs to the front door.

As he opens the door, he can hear music playing faintly in the background. He checks his phone and rereads her instructions. He strips naked and puts on a leather play collar. She’s sitting on the leather couch facing the door. She’s wearing the custom leather thigh-high black heels he had watched her pay for with his credit card. There’s also a satin robe that’s very short, and shows off a lot of cleavage. He stares at her, she looks him up and down.

“Oh good, you came”, she says with a knowing smile. “Make me some tea and join me in the living room”.

More than anything he wants to drop to his knees and kiss her boots right there, but he is determined show her how obedient he can be. He boils the water, makes a pot of black tea and pours her a cup with cream and sugar. Just the way she likes it. There’s coffee, but she hasn’t told him he could have any yet. Maybe for breakfast tomorrow.

He brings the tea and sets it down on a table nearby, then stands waiting for more instructions. She tosses a pillow on the floor. “Kneel, and thank me for the pillow, or I’ll take it away and replace it with rice”.
“Oui Madame. Merci Madame” he says as he kneels at her feet.
“Hands behind your back”.
He does as she commands.
“Do you know why you’re here?”
The key around her neck glints in the sunlight as she leans forward, grabs his chin in her hand, looks into his blue eyes. She had taken the chastity cage back yesterday before heading up here. He gulps, and she continues, pressing a heel into his full balls.
“Today is the first day you’re officially mine. No more playing around with the cage. We know you can wear it overnight. No more unlocking whenever it gets uncomfortable, because you've gotten used to it. Now we play by my rules. You can only cum when I say so. And I’m going to need a verrry good reason. You’re going to work hard, endure a lot of pain, and pleasure me until your jaw hurts and your fingers cramp. I’ll whip you until you’re black and blue, and in the end, all it will get you is another week locked up. Your cock is mine. Your balls are mine. Your orgasms are mine. Your pleasure is mine. Your cum is mine. Save it all for me. To do with as I please. If I let you cum, you’re not going to waste a drop. Lick it all up. You can be unlocked for supervised cleanings. It’s not that I don’t trust you, even though you are a horny porn-addicted pervert, I just need a way to keep an eye on you.”
She pauses to admire his athletic body and continues.
“This is what you want, what you need. Obedience. You want to be such a good boy, but you just can’t keep your hands off my cock. How often did you say you used to masturbate? Five times a day? We can’t let you have any of that pesky post nut clarity. Imagine what you could accomplish with my guidance. Your most important goal in life is to please me.”
She takes a sip of tea.
“Mmm perfect.You must be thirsty after such a long drive. Open your mouth” She leans over and spits some tea into his mouth.
“Good beta” She opens her legs, revealing she isn’t wearing any panties.
“Now Lick”
He leans forward, tongue outstretched, reaching towards her pussy, and feels her hand on the top of his head, stopping him.
“Not there…not yet”
She moves one boot from the floor to his chest, the heel digging into his chest, the other on his dick, she twists her ankle so the spurs lightly graze his thighs.
“Like everything in your life, you have to start at the bottom and work your way up. Slowly”
She gestures to the boots.
He inhales the smell of the expensive leather and starts licking the soles. “You better not miss a speck of dirt, I want them spotless” she says as she rubs her sole across in his tongue. When he begins to suck on the heel, she pushes it deeper until he gags and then she chuckles and pulls back slightly.
“Oh my god that’s pathetic, they’re not even that big. Come on, choke yourself on them again, amuse me”. She laughs as he tries to take the heels in his throat again. She pulls the heel out of his mouth and rests the toe of the boot on his chin. He starts kissing and licking his way up the boots, she can feel his tongue through the leather on her calves and moans. When he gets to the top, he can smell how wet she is. He pauses, hovering over the top of the boots. Hopeful. She shoves his head back down almost to the ground.
“Now the other one”.
He cleans the other boot from heel to thigh
“Ugh, look at this mess you made”
She moves the foot on his balls in a circle, his straining cock painting precum all over the boot he had just licked.
“We’re not going to get anywhere if you keep this up, dirty boy” she presses the heel harder into his dick until he gasps. “Do it again”.

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She looks over her boots, glistening from his spit, angling them in all directions, ensuring he covered every inch. Finally satisfied, she patts him on the head and holds his jaw.
“Look at me… Good boy”. She smiles.
“Are you ready for your treat?”

She slips a chastity cage from underneath a couch pillow nearby and watches his cock jump.
“Get up.” As he stands, she puts the chastity cage on the couch and reaches for a riding crop.
“Hands on your head, spread your legs. Hold still”. She eyes him appreciatively and stands up. Starts running the riding crop over his body.
Slaps his thigh.
“Wider”
She stands behind him, heels clicking. Runs the riding crop over his shoulder. Grabs a handful of his ass possessively. Runs the crop down his thighs.
“You’ll do”.

She grabs the cage again, brings it to her her neck to unlock it. It clicks loudly, and brings to mind jail cell doors in a maximum security prison. “It’s going to be a long time before you hear that sound again.”

She grabs the ring in one hand and his balls in the other, pulls one ball through, then the other.

“I’m not going to be able to put this on until you get rid of that hard on” She says as she grips his cock and squeezes hard. It only swells more. She starts to flick at it with her nails, pinch it.
“Useless thing” She says as she starts to slap it harder, faster.
“You are one sick fuck, mon coeur, you actually like this?”
He nods, unable to speak around her.
“Use your words”
“Oui Madame”.
She smiles and presses a nail into the head of his dick.
“Me too, but I have other plans for you today. Hold this, stay here.”
She walks over to the kitchen, pulls out a chef knife, watches his eyes widen.
“What do we do with useless cocks?”
She pauses, admires the fear is his eyes. She wouldn’t cut his dick off, right?
“We lock them up”. She puts the knife back and heads to the freezer, grabs a couple ice cubes, and walks back to him. She grabs a hold of his dick again, runs the ice up and down until it shrinks, small enough to fit through the ring. She reaches for the chastity tube and puts that on too.
Is the cage getting smaller, or is he just getting bigger, he wonders.
She pushes the lock down and it clicks. She gets a leash, hooks it onto the ring of the cage, and leads him to the bedroom.

He tries to get a glimpse of her bare ass as she walks in front of him, the short robe barely covering anything. He admires the way her heels click on the wood floor.

When they get to the bedroom he sees a st-andrews cross set up in the middle of the room, and a bunch of instruments laid out on the bed.

“I’ve got to break you down before I can build you up.” She reaches for a gimp hood.
“Do you trust me?”
“Oui Madame”.