Ms. Erica Takes Charge

As I really didn't feel like cooking for myself I went to my favorite Vietnamese food place in town. It's a little off the beaten path but their food is out of this world. I go there quite a bit when I don't feel like cooking.

I work out every day and try to live a more or less healthy lifestyle. Everything in moderation - including moderation. Well, I try....

Sitting there waiting for my food I see the door open and a young Lady enter. I've noticed her before at this restaurant. And she sure is impossible to forget. Wow, what an appearance. Around 5'5", slim body, the cutest little butt but a well developed chest, dark eyes and long black hair, maybe 30ish but I'm really bad at judging age. Hmmmmm, my hormones start to stir and I'm thinking about wet and wild desert and not dinner any longer.

She looks over as she passes my table. Probably more out of curiosity than anything else. Despite being stunned I manage a little smile. She smiles back and keeps on going to place her order at the counter. I'm thinking I probably looked like a grinning idiot. Hopefully I didn't unconsciously salivate when I looked at her. That'd be just typical. Ah well, it is what it is. Too late to change that now. Men can be idiots like that - why should I be the exception?!

Imagine my surprise when she comes back to my table and asks if the chair opposing me is still available. After briefly choking I manage a nod and a hoarse 'yeah'. Great. What a second impression. First the idiot smile and now this. I remind myself to get my act together. But the little immature guy that runs my brain has different plans. As always. Alright. Focus. Behave. Don't stare at her like a bear in front of a honey pot.

She says, "Hi, I'm Erica. I've seen you here before. This place has great food doesn't it?!"

I'm thinking "Hey, I'm numb-nuts. I've noticed you before as well as just about every not blind guy has. Fuck the food - your place or mine? And oh btw, does your bra open in the front or back?" But I manage to restrain the immature guy in my brain and stammer "Hi Erica. Nice to meet you. Yes, I've seen you here before as well. Awesome food. Reasonably priced and healthy."

Now I'm thinking "reasonably priced? Did I really say that? Why didn't I just introduce myself as cheapskate and get it over with?"

Luckily Erica smiles and says "Yeah, you look like you take care of yourself."

I hear myself say "I'm trying. Usually at least. You're in decent shape as well if I may say so." I'm thinking 'smooth you idiot. Real smooth like 20 grit sand paper. Now you've lowered your standards to 'would you hold it against me if I'd told you that you're pretty".... Get you act together man!!' How about a joke then. All the ones that come to mind are XXX rated and only good for use with the guys when beer is involved. Darn. The realization that I suck at small talk with a gorgeous girl flickers across my mind. Like I needed that distraction.

Anyway, long story short we actually had a nice conversation after that and at the end she asked for my phone number. Which caught me off guard. Seriously guys, how often has a total stunner ever asked you for your number? That's a first for me. And many other firsts would follow in the months to come but I had not the slightest idea at this time about any of this.

I ask for her number as well but she just smiles and says "yes, I bet you'd like to have that". Then she gets up, says good bye and leaves the restaurant.

About 2 hours later the owner taps on my shoulder and asks if I need anything else in an irritated voice. Well, not really 2 hours, probably just 5 minutes, but it certainly felt like that before I was able to compose myself, and be able to get up without showing a hard on in my pants. So I reply "no, thanks. Great food as always". I leave a tip on the table and leave. I can feel the stare of the guy on the back of my head. He must be thinking 'dude, you just met the girl and you're already whipped as can be'. Right he is. Nothing I can do about that however - and I sure don't want to either! Boys will be boys - can't do anything about that! But Erica will prove that statement wrong in the months to come. Ah, ignorance is bliss.....

I hit the weights extra hard that night. The little chat with Erica just made me feel like I'm full of testosterone. Even for a 35 year old guy.

Usually I work out twice a day. Mornings and evenings but the next morning might not be an option after the punishment I gave myself that night.

Sure enough, I slept in the next morning. A few days go by and even though I dream every night about some explicit and very naughty things with Erica I start to realize that she probably won't call. Ah well, big surprise here.... Some things are just too good to be true.

It was a few days later in the evening and I'm where? Right, at the gym, but you guys figured that out by now if your reading/comprehension level has progressed past 2nd grade.

Back and triceps. I was about to finish my workout with dips to suck the last bit of strength out of my tris when my cell rings. Darn, I hate getting calls in the gym. Throws me off of my routine. Yes, I know I'm a nut for that one alone but hey, at least it's not crack! That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it!

Unknown number? I thought irritatedly "Swell, who might that be?"

I picked up the line and about fell over when I heard "Hi, it's me. Erica. Remember me?" I was thinking, "Lady, you have no idea! I had to change bed sheets because of you a few times recently!" But I managed to shut the immature guy in my brain off for a second and said "Hi Erica. Yes, I sure do. Nice to hear from you! Btw, did anybody ever tell you no, I have no idea who you are lady! Who are you again?"

She laughed at my little remark and asked "Do I call at a bad time? You sound out of breath. You're not with a girlfriend are you?"

"No. No. Not at all. I'm finishing up with my workout. Sorry about that."

After some more small talk she asked if I'm available on the weekend. Of course I am and we agreed on a date for Saturday evening.

The loud 'yeah' that escaped my mouth after hanging up made a few heads turn in the gym but I didn't care. I felt invigorated and cranked out 3 more sets.

The date went well. Very well actually. Pretty standard stuff I suppose for normal people. Now try dating with the immature little guy running my brain. Dinner, movie. She's awesome. Nice, normal, funny, smart and witty, natural and takes care of her femininity. I like that! Wore a dress not pants. High heels. Manicured and pedicured. The dress stopped just short above the knee. Sexy but not slutty. You know what I mean. We had a great time. Laughed a lot. And it was clicking with me big time. Wow, here I promised myself after my last relationship of 10 years to not fall in love ever again and then this......

I drove to her apartment complex to drop her off. It was a pretty upscale one. The Lady has taste. I parked, got out and opened the car door for her. Yes, I know you're surprised but somewhere deep down there's a gentleman hidden inside of me.

Before I knew it she gave me a kiss on the cheek and said "I had a great time. I'll call you. Bye". And whoops she was gone around the corner of the nearest building.

Yes, you guessed it, after what feels like 2 hours I got my act together got back in the car and drove home.

Damn, I'd have to change the sheets tomorrow morning again.... I was sure about that!

A few days later she called again and we kept on dating for the next few weeks always having a real good time. The kiss on the cheek was gradually replaced by a kiss on the mouth (no tongue - what did you think?) Erica's a Lady not a tramp!

And then she invited me to her place for the first time. We agreed for me to pick up some Vietnamese food and then swing by her apartment. Again we had a great time. After dinner is finished we talked a little sitting on her couch but the sexual tension in the air was thick. I'm amazed that her smoke detector didn't go off. The one in my head rang off of the wall already....

She said "you're a shy guy. I like that. Guess I have to make the first move." And she came over and sat on my lap facing me. Smiling, Erica gently kissed me on my lips and about every fuse in my brain blew at the same time. Red lights flashed. Horns went off. Even the immature little guy in my brain was stunned for a second. You get the idea.

Well, things got very quickly very steamy and not before long I discovered that her bra opened in the front. Ahhh, full circle - almost....

We made love passionately throughout the night and I was very very glad that she did not only indulge but truly loved my passion for giving oral sex. Sure, regular fucking is nice (and there was a fair share of that) but licking pussy is special for me. Always has been. Don't ask me why but I always just loved cunnilingus. I suppose the vagina is the most female of all the body-parts and being right there with my face, nose, lips and tongue is simply the best. I love the fragrance, the taste, the feeling of her soft and wet skin, etc....

Erica came a lot that night and she definitely made it worth my while as well. She was just so awesome when she came with my mouth sucking on her pussy and tongue massaging her clit. The arching of her back, her wetness, her moans, the way she took my head into her hands pushing me hard to her pussy or closing her legs trapping my head between her thighs or squatting down on my face. She even allowed me to lick her butt and butt hole. In fact she moaned with pleasure when my tongue hit her little brown button. I always very gently licked her pussy clean after every orgasm as well. Careful not to be too rough or stimulating on her by then very sensitive parts. Awesome. Just awesome!!

Exhausted we finally fell asleep...... Yours truly with a big smile on his face as you probably can imagine. If you can't then wow, here's a tip for you: move out of your parents home and get a girlfriend.

The next morning we made love again and I came deep inside of her. "Now it's my turn Mr. Pussy-Gourmet." she says with a horny grin.

I smiled but am a little concerned about having to eat my own cum out of Ericas pussy.

"What's wrong honey?" she asks. "Are you having second thoughts about your cum in my pussy? That didn't bother you last night. Is this a problem?"

"No Erica, I'm sorry." is all I manage to say as I'm on my way down to her wonderful little pussy with my mouth.

I did my best to give her all I have and she had a deep and satisfying orgasm in return.

As I start to come back up she looks at me, smiles and while pushing me back down says "honey, please stay down there and make sure I'm all clean. Make sure you suck all of your cum and my juice out of my pussy. I love being cleaned by you like that". After a little while she turned me around so I was lying on my back and then squatted down on my mouth. "Here, let gravity help you getting all the juice out of me and into your mouth. Hmmmm, you're so sexy when you do this for me."

Over the next few weeks we continued to date and have sex like that. However, Erica slowly changed our activities towards even more cunnilingus and other oral activities. Soon, I was just getting a hand-job after eating her out all night. But I sure wasn't complaining. After all, I love licking pussy and hers was and is especially nice!

So, I wasn't complaining. And she sure knows how to give hand-jobs. She slowly trained me to be more and more in tune with her preferences. And I loved to please her. I love her so much. It would have devastated me to see her sexually not being completely satisfied!

I never considered myself boring or uninspired in sexual things but some of the stuff she enjoyed and did with and/or to me was pretty new for me and a little humiliating and embarrassing to say the least. But her pleasure and reassurance is all it took for me to get over myself and follow her lead. Which was another change. She lead our sexual relationship, determined what we do and how we do it. For example, she enjoyed me being naked when in her company and for her to remain fully dressed. Well, fully might not be the correct term as she usually didn't wear panties. 'To give you easy access when I ask for it' was her comment when I remarked about it. I found my nakedness very embarrassing at first so imagine the expression on my face when she put a collar and a leash around my neck. I was so very uncomfortable at first that I almost fainted. "It helps me to control you and that makes me very very horny" was Ericas' comment. You can imagine what happened next. Suffice it to say that my tongue was numb and sore when she was done with it that night.

But she didn't stop there. Next she developed an appetite for handcuffs and ropes. On me of course. Duh. It always put a special smile on her face when she put me in inescapable bondage. She was 100% in control and we both knew it. She said that that is a huge turn-on for her. And that in turn turned me on. I supposed it's a win win situation after all. Well, almost....

Because she started to just go to sleep after I gave her all the oral sex she wanted. She kept me tied up with a raging hard on. "Just go to sleep honey. I'm letting you keep your hard-on because I love a muscled guy with a hard dick next to me. I prefer that over a muscled guy with a flaccid dick. Makes sense?"

"Well, yes, I suppose, but I want to come so very badly. I want to cum deep inside you. Or even a quick hand-job. You just turn me on so much. I can't stand it. It's torture Erica!" was my reply but she just smiled. "Torture, heh? I don't think you know what that is after not cuming for just one night! Maybe I'll help you with that in the future. I'm already thinking about something very nice for us!" and she held me, closed her eyes and went to sleep with a little smile on her face.

The next morning she untied me and asked me for a quick orgasm before she had to go to work. Of course I eagerly made oral love to her wonderful pussy. She enjoyed it a lot and said thanks with a big smile, took me by the hand and pulled me in the shower with her. She always loved being washed by me. Having her body soaped up. My hands massaging her back and then rinsing her off. Needless to say I always got very excited in the shower with her.

She turned around facing me from behind, reached around me, took my hard dick in her right hand and started jerking me off. "Tell me when you're getting close to cum sweetie. Don't cum without telling me first that you're getting close." I answered "Yes Erica, oh this is so good. I'll let you know."

A few minutes later I told her that I was within seconds of an orgasm. She looked around me and took her hand off of my cock. "I'm very proud of you honey to tell me and not just cum all over the shower." I was shocked "please Erica, please let me finish. You can't stop now!" "Sure I can" came her reply, then she took my cock back in her hand and started stroking it again. "But I won't do that to you now".

"Tell me again when you're about to cum please" she asked again a few moments later. "Almost there sweetie came my reply" and she stopped again but keeping her hand around my cock. "Turn around and face me honey" she instructed and she pulled lightly on my dick. I did immediately as she asked and she started to masturbate me again. "Spread your legs for me so your dick is in the same height as my pussy" she said and I eagerly complied. It has been a few weeks since I came in her pussy the last time and hoped she would allow me to do that right now. She stopped stroking me and instead moved my dick-head up and down through her lovely pussy lips. Then she inserted only the head of my dick into her wet hole. I tried to push forward to penetrate her deeper and she immediately said in a stern voice "if you try that again I'll stop for good. No cuming for you then mister! I determine if you get to fuck my pussy and if so for how deep and how long. Not you! Now be a good boy and behave yourself. Just listen to me and obey. Okay sweetie?!" All I could say was "Yes Erica. I'm sorry, I just want to cum deep inside you so very badly!" She replied "I know honey. I know. And I love your desire for me. But I'm in charge. Not you. Try to remember that. Have I ever not taken care of you?" "No you haven't Erica!!" You smiled, pulled my head towards you so it rested on your shoulder with your wet hair in my face and continued to get me closer and closer to an orgasm pulling my dick-head up and down through your pussy lips. Wrapping my arms around you I held onto you like a drowning person to a life-raft. "I'm about to cum Erica" I said. I felt you nod and slightly accelerate the speed with which you moved my dick over your sweet pussy. Seconds later I moaned loudly as I shoot my load with cramping balls out of my cock and all over your pretty pussy. My cock was very sensitive but you kept on going holding onto my head and cock. "Please stop Erica. It's too intense!" I begged but I felt you shake your head just a little bit and you said "I just want to make sure that everything is coming out!"

After a little while you did let go of me and asked "Was that really so bad?" Immediately I replied "No, of course not. I had a great orgasm. Thank you sweetie. You're the best!!"

You looked down on yourself and said "Wow, look what a mess you made. And I'm horny again as well. Be a good boy and get down there with your mouth and tongue. First clean me up. I want you to lick and swallow all of your cum. Then give me an orgasm. Okay honey?" "Yes Erica. Of course!" Since I was already on my way down I couldn't see the little smile on your face.

Not much later you moaned and came with me vigorously sucking on your pussy and licking your clit.

We continued to date and our sexual encounters were just awesome. At times scary for me but awesome never the less. I never experienced any of the feelings that Erica created and provoked in me before. I read up online about female dominated relationships. I was not always comfortable with that as I used to be a regular 'vanilla' guy in the past and it's fair to describe me as an alpha-male in regular life as well as professionally. The more it fascinated me what kind of emotions she managed to get out of me. I think she spoiled me for the rest of my life. But as nothing good ever comes easy, there are a lot of hardships for me. I learned to trust Erica over the 4 months that we had our relationship by that time. A good example is the intense 'vanilla' love making in the beginning that morphed into a female dominated and led relationship resulting in many less orgasms for me (and many many more for her) yet it was strangely much more exciting and gratifying for me as well. I wouldn't have wanted to change it back. Even though frequently it was hard to want her so very badly and to not being allowed to follow my urges. Over time she incorporated more tools into our sexual relationship as well. She acquired a testicle or ball vice, a crop and a cane. Just to name a few things.

A few weeks later she asked me over again like almost every night but said that she had something very special planned. I was excited and a little scared. I was comfortable to put myself at her mercy and to obey her. My trust for her was just that strong. She could hold a razor-sharp knife to my naked balls and I wouldn't have flinched. Well, maybe flinched but you get my point about the level of trust that developed between us. She took a liking to discipline me and train me by hitting my balls with the crop for example. And even tough she hurt me repeatedly very badly I never felt unsafe with her. It was at times scary to see how much my tears turned her on. Almost without exception she wanted oral sex after holding me when she had just disciplined me. And lots of it.

Anyway, when I showed up she wore the black short skirt and the boots that I loved so much on her. Topped of with her hair in a pony tail and a white silk blouse with the top two buttons undone to show the lacy beginnings of her bra and her cleavage she just looked like to kill and die for. The warmth of her loving embrace, her wonderful fragrance, the emotional and passionate kiss on the mouth.... Wow, I just love her a little more every day! Not only was she stunningly beautiful she also knew how to dress to kill.

I brought dinner again. No, not the Vietnamese place. But good guess - thanks for playing! Pasta, as the two of us fought daily with our Italian food addiction.

After dinner I cleaned up the plates and when I came back from the kitchen into the living room with a new glass of her preferred Pinot Grigio she had lit some candles and was sitting on the couch with her legs crossed. How absolutely perfect she looked. Sexy with style and grace. Amazing. Truly amazing!

"Aren't you wearing too many clothes?" she asked. I smiled at her overture and answered "Yes Erica, let me remedy that." And I quickly got naked in front of her while she watched every move I made. Then as per the normal procedure I got on my hands and knees and crawled towards her. Once close to her I started kissing her feet. She smiled. "Hi sweety. I have something special planned for us tonight. Well, not only for tonight but starting tonight. Are you curious?" she asked. "Yes Erica, I'm very curious and just a little bit nervous to tell the truth." I replied interrupting kissing her boots for a few seconds. "That's sweet." she says then proceeded to fasten my collar and leash around my neck while I went back to worship her feet. Then she got up and led me to the bedroom. After ordering me on the bed spread eagle she tied my wrists and ankles to the bedposts. "I have a few questions for you honey. Please be absolutely honest with me. I deserve that. Don't I" Erica asked. "Yes, you do and I will be truthful. I promise!" I answered.

"I know sweetie. Just want to make sure to set the right tone. Now, when I go to work in the morning and you go home to get ready to hit the gym do you sometimes jerk off?"

I was a little shocked at that question and replied "Ah, yes. I do. But not every time. You know I'm just still so fired up by you and over you when I get home that sometimes I just have to."

"Ok. Thanks for being honest with me. I appreciate that! But I don't think that you jerking off and I'm working is fair. Don't you?"

"Well, if you put it like that then no, that doesn't sound fair. But you had a lot of orgasms the night before and I had none or maybe just one."

"Maybe just one!? Are you sexually frustrated, unfulfilled, dissatisfied? Would you like to change me being in control?"

"No no Erica. Absolutely not! I have come to love you being in control! And I know that the intensity of my love live has never been any better. I have fewer but much more intense orgasms thanks to your control."

"Ok. Those are nice words and I think you're honest. Keep in mind that nothing good ever comes easy. You know that and I showed you or should I say forced you through my control over you to see that that's true for sex as well. More orgasms does not mean a better sex life. It's the difference between quantity and quality. You need some quantity to feel and appreciate the quality but the quality is going up for male orgasms if they're rare. Very rare. And so far I always allowed you to cum. Didn't I? For a female that's different btw. The more I cum the more horny I get."

"Yes Erica, that's true. You always allowed me to cum. Not as frequently as you of course but still, I always came as well."

"Right. So you agree that your orgasms have improved with being less frequent?"

"Yes, I agree with that. Every time I get to cum now it's very intense. I like that."

"I'm sure you do. And I want you to come as well. After all I enjoy having you clean up your own mess with your mouth. Turns me on." You smiled a big smile saying that.

"Since you're a guy I know that I can't control your orgasms when you're not with me. Even if you'd promise me not to touch yourself you might if your urge just gets too strong. Which it would over time. You don't need to question that statement. We both knows that's true. You might feel bad and come crawling back to me feeling bad about yourself and making me feel bad as well. We both don't need that. This is why decided the following....." You walked up to the bed and got on it lying right next to me. Your hand found my cock and started stroking it. I got hard immediately and you said "See, that's what I mean. Having an orgasm right now would be easy. Not having an orgasm makes the next one so much more intense and sweeter. And the reason why you won't have one now is because I'm in control over you." and you took you hand away from it. Collecting a drop of pre-cum from it's tip you held it to my lips so I could lick it off. "So the answer is to extend my control over you even when I'm not physically present. And I have just the answer to that problem right here!" You picked up a black little sipped up bag from your night stand. It said CB6000 on it. "Do you know what this is sweetie?" "No." I answered. You smile and said "It's the answer to your uncontrolled urges honey." You unzipped the bag and pulled out a clear plastic thing that looked sort of like a cock. "See, this is a CB6000. It's a relatively new male chastity device. Don't interrupt me sweetie. This ring goes around your cock and balls securing the device on your body. This clear plastic cock like looking part slides over your dick and locks into the ring. I'll put some water based lube on your flaccid dick to make sure it'll slide all the way in. With it on you won't be able to get hard, masturbate or cum at all. The lock it comes with is a master lock. Very secure and there's only one key. Needless to say I'll keep the key and will only unlock you when it pleases me. So, you will lose control over your cock even when I'm not with you. You're very silent and you look concerned. Is something wrong?"

"Well Erica. I I I didn't expect anything like this....." I stammer.

"I'm sure you didn't. Are you concerned?"

"Yes, actually I am!"

"About what? Losing control over your cock to me?"

"Yes. I mean I won't be able to even touch it."

"Exactly, if you could touch it this would be useless. Right?! Have I not always taken care of you? Has your sex-life not drastically improved since you're with me?"

"Yes and yes. You always took care of me and it has improved tremendously. I wouldn't want it any other way. You know that Erica!"

"Yes, I do. And now we're going a step further together. The more I have control over you the more your sex-life improved and mine as well. I take great pride in that and want that to continue. Don't you?"

"Yes, I do. It's just a new concept for me I suppose."

"Yes, I understand that. Do you want me to take more control? Will you totally surrender your sexuality to me? No questions asked! Are you willing to give that to me?"

"Well,..... That's a huge step. Can I think about it?"

Taking me in your arms you said "Well, if you're not ready for that step I understand. I'd be very very disappointed but I get it. You're scared. Not sure what all of that will mean. The consequences I mean. If you don't want to do this right now just say 'no' and we try again in a few months. I want you to remember however that every time you surrendered a little more control to me in the past months you got progressively more horny, excited and had feelings so deep and primal you didn't even know you could feel that way. Right?"

"Yes, that's true. You know Erica, I apologize. Of course I will surrender my sexuality to you with out questions! I'd be my privilege to do so! I hope my surrender will please you. I think this will be really hard for me but it'll be a great new experience as well and I have all the confidence in the world in you that you know what's best for us and will lead us down the best and most fulfilling path possible."

"Awwww, that's wonderful! I'm so glad you feel that way not only about surrendering your cock to me but also about me and us; our relationship. Yes sweetie, it'll be very hard for you at times but also very exciting! And I'm looking very much forward to all the new sensations and emotions with you. Now, knowing how big you are I adjusted the CB6000 already for your size. I guess I had a lot of confidence in you to make the right decision. This might be very tight and uncomfortable at first until you get used to it but I can't help that. It needs to be as tight as possible to prevent any escape. Are you ready?" You moved between my legs for easier access to my genitals.

"Yes Erica. Please go ahead. And I'm sorry about my doubts earlier."

"That's ok honey. You were just scared. Every guy out there would be scared to lose control over their dick permanently. Don't be too hard on you about that. No bad feelings from me. I'm just glad you came around and made the right decision!"

"Permanently? Wow!" I said.

"Yes, permanently. Did you think it'd come off again tomorrow?"

"Ah, no of course not. That wouldn't make any sense..."

"Right. I came up with a fun game to determine how long you'll stay in it but I'll tell you later. Now, let's get you in it first. What a nice hard on you have. Does all this talk about enforced chastity excite you that much already?"

"Yes Erica. I'm very excited by the idea to totally surrender my cock to you."

"That's so nice! I love that. Your enthusiasm to let me take over for you. For us! Now this might be a little uncomfortable but I have to get you flaccid to be able to put you in the CB6000." She picked up a large blue cooling pack from her nightstand. Like the ones that go into coolers because they keep their temperature longer and lower than regular ice and don't make a wet mess when they thaw. "Look I froze it in the freezer sitting on top of a banana. Now it fits nicely over your erect dick and balls. Take a last look at you being hard. We won't see that for some time!" And you laughed when you put the ice pack on my genitals. Ouch, that hurt. It wasn't just cold it was the coldest frozen thing that I ever had on my dick. "Ouwwwww. Ah, son of a .... biscuit eater!" I exclaimed. "Hey hey mister. No swearing. Remember this is good for you. For us. It makes me very happy!"

"I'm sorry Erica. It's just a really unpleasant feeling."

"That's ok sweetie. Almost there. Just a little bit more. You're almost completely flaccid. It's just the smaller your cock gets the easier it is to put it in the CB6000. Even with a little lube. Besides I enjoy tormenting you a little." You smiled and rubbed some lube on me. "There. All done. Here comes the ring around your cock and balls. Wow. That is tight. Now a little ice again. I really enjoy this. Thank you honey." "You're welcome Erica. I'm always glad to please you!"

"I know. That's so sweet of you. Ok. Good enough. I don't think it'll get any smaller. In fact I've never seen it that small. But I bet it has never been that cold either. Now I slide the cock part over you and it should fit right into these three plastic prongs. There we go. Now the lock in the middle. Any last words?"

"Ah. No sweetie. I'm all yours."

"Fair enough. Bye bye Mr. Dick." you said with a little laugh.

I heard the click as you pushed the lock shut. Looking at you I saw one of the most satisfied smiles that I've ever seen on you. You thoroughly examined the contraption with me inside.

"Just making sure everything is secure and tight. After all we don't want you to escape!" You bend forward a little and give it a little kiss. And I feel NOTHING! Nothing at all! It's like I don't even have a dick. You hold it in your hand and move it around and I feel the entire package moving but absolutely no sensation on my dick whatsoever! I'm stunned and frightened. What have I done? What have I agreed to?

Almost like you can read my mind you did lie down on top of me taking the plastic casing of the CB6000 between your thighs and rested your arms on my chest. "Don't be scared honey. I'm always here for you. We can do this together! This is going to be so much fun!" And scooting up on me so your face was close to mine and the plastic cage was pressing against your pussy you gave me a deep and passionate French kiss. "Wow, your dick in the CB is still cold but it excites me very much and I'm very wet." You moved up some more and not before long you squatted down over my face saying "Make love to my pussy with your mouth the way I like it." I answered quickly "Yes Erica, I always love doing that..." before your juicy pussy pressed down on my mouth making all talk impossible.

You were very very wet and excited and it didn't take long for you to reach an orgasm. A good one too judging by your moans and trembling. Lifting your butt off of my face you said "Thank you sweetie. Wow, I was so very horny. See, your CB already pays a dividend. That didn't last long!" In the meantime my, now back to temperature, cock tried to get hard in it's prison but it couldn't. It only pinched and hurt. "Oh, look at that. You're trying to get hard but can't. That's so cute. I love seeing that!" you said and smiled at me.

While you untied me from the bed you said "let me explain to you real quick how I determine for how long you'll be chaste for me. I have a pair of dice here and I'll throw them. Let's see... a 4 and a 2. That means 42 days of minimum chastity. After the 42 days are over you'll have a chance to cum if you behave yourself. After that I'll lock you back up and I'll roll the dice again. Now here's the important part. Remember how I disciplined you in the past with the testicle vice, the crop, the cane and the nipple clamps? Now I have a new tool in my repertoire! Longer chastity. If you thought the crop on your balls was painful just wait for a long period of chastity. So, if you're a bad boy during these 42 days I won't let you out but roll just one die when you misbehave. Let's say I'd roll a 3 at that time. That means you'd remain chaste for 42 x 3 = 126 days. Whatever the die shows is just a multiplier. As you can see you better behave yourself and be very obedient. I love you very much. You know that but I won't tolerate any disobedience, talking back, etc. Oh and just in case you wonder what'd happen if you're bad during the 126 days. Well, I'd roll the die again. Assuming another 3 I'd keep you chaste for 126 x 3 = 378 days. That's over one year so you better watch out! Do you have any questions for me?"

"Not really, I'm still chewing at the new situation."

"That's fine. Just do your best and you'll be ok. I'm sure. Just take it one day at a time. It's only for 42 days right now. Normal periods of chastity will range from 11 days to 66 days because of the 2 dice used. That's not too bad and pretty lenient of me I think. But then again, I love you. But I can always come up with something new. Like making weeks out of what is now days or using 3 dice instead of just the 2. Just imagine honey... 42 weeks of chastity for starters that's 10 ½ months, rolling a 3 for bad behavior would make that 126 weeks or almost 2 ½ years, and just one slip up on your part within these 2 ½ years and rolling another 3 would mean 378 weeks or over 7 years of enforced chastity. Wow. See how nice and lenient I am with you for starters using days? Truth be told I enjoy seeing you cleaning up your own cum but I like you in chastity more. For now at least. Also, I've toyed with the thought of ruining your orgasms once I allow you to finally have one. I think the testicle vice or the cane would come in handy for that one. Oh, and one more thing, always remember that your balls are hanging free below the CB6000 and are easily accessible for potential punishment as well. I'm getting wet again just thinking about you looking forward so very much to cum. Imagine 42 days are over, I unlock you, sit on your belly and jerk you off and right when you're coming I'll beat your nuts with the cane. That'd ruin your entire orgasm. But it could be good for you to not equate orgasm with pleasure. I have to think about that. After all I have at least 42 days. And once a week I'll let you out under my strict supervision for cleaning and to trim and shave your pubic hair."

"Wow, Erica. I'm stunned. You're much more dominant then I thought! Why didn't you look for a submissive guy from the start? Why take a chance with me? After all you didn't know I'd go along with you."

"Are you complaining?"

"No no. As much as I'm scared and apprehensive about this new turn you took for us in our relationship I love you so very very much and I'm very glad to have you and be yours Erica!"

"Yes. Me too honey. Well, to answer your question: first of all I have grown into my dominance. True, I always had tendencies to be dominant with guys but with you for some reason these tendencies have gotten stronger over time. Much stronger. And secondly, limiting me to submissive guys from the start would have cut the pool of available guys too much. It's difficult to find someone you click with as is. I think it's more about training and guidance. I think you're prove of that. Just look at where I've gotten you after only 4 months already! For now I'm just so excited about all the new possibilities this offers us. I think for now I'll keep the key on my golden necklace. That way it'll rest between my breasts. Maybe when I'm wearing pumps I'll have you get me a little golden ankle chain and put the key on that. It'd be so nice to have you worship my pumps with your tongue while the key to your cock is dangling right in front of you. I think I'd like that very much. I can only imagine the despair on your face."

.... to be continued?

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