A Slave's Tale

"Nicky? Honey.....I'm home."

Jenny laughed, softly at first, but then louder, hoping he would hear. She knew the effect her laugh had on him, knew it aroused him even as it scared him. Today Nick had messaged her at work, promising her a surprise when she got home.

True to form, Jenny had come home hours late. She LOVED making him wait. Making him wait patiently - making him yearn for her presence even as she forced him to earn the opportunity. She was not mean, or evil, or even cruel. Jenny loved him, loved him more than she had ever loved a man in her life.

But she would be lying if she said she did not savor his devotion. His sacrifice. The way he would worship her, from her feet to her head to her very panties. He didn't just make her feel like she was the only woman in the world - he made her believe that she was his ENTIRE world.

And Jenny was never TOO mean to him. She always let him cum... eventually. She always let him kiss her panties... after he begged sufficiently. She never hurt him... too much. And that was indeed the sexiest, greatest gift of all: Nick was submissive, indeed he was HER submissive - but he LOVED to cum and he only tolerated pain for her.

Jenny walked through the doorway to find Nick sitting in the darkness... waiting. As she stalked towards him he stood up slowly, as if in pain. He looked into her eyes, and Jenny was reminded all over again why she loved him. In his eyes she saw love, and sacrifice, and devotion and... fear?

Taking a deep breath he pulled her into his arms, gasping softly he pulled her warm body against him, moaning as her lips met his own.

Nick winced as he broke the kiss. "I have something to give you Jenny."

He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a small jewelry box. "For you, forever, my love," Nick whispered.

Jenny sat down on the sofa to open it as Nick stood in front of her. A ring? A bracelet? A cockring? So many possibilities...

Jenny undid the pink ribbon and opened the box. Reaching in, she pulled out a small key.

Her fingers tingled.

She squeezed her legs together softly.

Whatever this unlocked, Jenny knew she would enjoy it.

Jenny looked up at Nick, expectantly. He sighed once more, and slowly undid his belt... letting his jeans fall to the floor. Looking into Jenny's eyes, he pressed his fingers to the waistband of his boxers... and pulled them down.

"Oh god... Nick... what is it?" Jenny found herself squeezing her legs ever more tightly.

Nick stood in front of her, semi-erect: his beautiful cock encased in steel. And under that steel... points? And there - around his balls... a circle... with a small lock...

"It's... it's a KTB Jenny. It keeps me... from being bad. And when I become aroused... it hurts."

Jenny covered her mouth with her hand. "Does it work?" she breathed.

"God... yes Jenny. It works. And you have the only key."

Jenny looked Nick in the eyes and smiled. A smile of love. Of lust. Of ownership. Of understanding.

Staring into his eyes, Jenny slowly parted her legs, pulling up her short skirt. Nick's eyes drifted downward - to her smooth silky thighs and to the damp pink satin covering her pussy.

"Do you like my panties nicky? I wore them just for you."

"Oh GOD... JENNY." Nick fell to his knees in both submission and pain.

She pulled him to her, bringing his head to her flat stomach, stroking his hair gently.

"It hurts Jenny, oh my god it hurts."

"Shhhh baby. Shhhh... it will be okay," she whispered, as she slowly pressed Nick's head down... down... pressing his face against the satin.

Nick would swear after that he was between her legs for hours. Jenny would say it was only seconds. Regardless, the night had only just begun.

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