Holy Knight

Good morning Mistress Cecilia. I hope this day opens for you into a day of pure joy. With luck you will awaken with a smile and from there that smile grows. I wish nothing but the very best for you each and every day. And good morning ladies and gentlemen I hope each visitor here has a day every bit as beautiful as my amazing owner. Welcome one and all.

Yesterday evening I walked in from work and found awaiting me a new assignment from Mistress Cecilia and I smiled. I had worked a long day and coming home to an assignment where I could serve my owner even as I fueled my own fantasies was soothing to me; almost cathartic. I read over the instructions, climbed to my feet and stripped off my clothes, sliding my green bikini panties down my legs last. Naked I walked into the bathroom, filled the sink with water and snipped the lock holding my cock in check. Free and growing hard I made my way into the bedroom, towel and hand and fell onto the bed.

I picked up the Aneros plug and the Hitachi wand. Lubing the plug I worked it into my ass where it snuggled into place like an old friend. I hooked the wand into the wide base and flipped the switch setting it abuzz. I reached over, picked up the remote, and started playing the video that I had started watching on previous assignments. Two women were kissing passionately, tongues darting into each other’s mouths and my cock surged at the visual. There is something arousing about watching two women kiss.

I watched the video for a few moments as my hand rubbed my shaft until I was fully erect. Hard and throbbing I picked up the olive oil and the Fleshlight and introduced them to each other. I lubed my shaft and poured some cold fluid into the fleshy throat of the Fleshlight. I set the oil down and slid the soft tube in place. My eyes shut, my mouth opened, I swallowed and I trembled at the joyous feeling of those soft bumps teasing my long-denied shaft.

I watched the women kiss and slowly undress each other, watching as bare breasts and hard nipples danced on the screen before my gaze. I felt my pulse in my cock as I began to stroke my shaft, my hand pumping and those little beads dancing along my skin and the tube tight along my cock. Up and down my hand moved and as my eyes stared at the screen I reached the first edge of the night. Up and down, I stroked, paused, started again, and brought myself to the edge again and again. I paused between each edge, my ass clutching the vibrating plug, my cock seeming to rise like a flagpole as I clamped my ass and squeezed the plug.

Four times total I reached the edge only to back away from the edge with my body trembling and my eyes squinched shut. Each time I would stop and wait with the Fleshlight head horizontal parallel to my chest like the sword of a long dead Holy Knight sworn to defend some mystic church. And when the edge had passed after a few moments of laying tense and needy I would mount the Fleshlight again and edge again. Four times total I toyed with the edge and each time I denied myself; I submitted to Mistress Cecilia. I felt her with me, could picture her behind my closed eyes only to have her visage replaced by the image of two naked women eating each other’s soft and moist pussy. It was a thoroughly exciting and frustrating assignment. With it, I felt my owners presence and I smiled.

Finally, the edges done, I stopped the movie in mid moan, turned off the wand and pulled that large plug from my ass. I made my way into the bathroom and took a long, hot shower, once again shaving my crotch where the stubble had long since needed to be whisked away. I shaved my crotch, bathed, and finally climbed from the tub. I cleaned my cage and carried each of the pieces into the living room where I donned my chastity device, snapping a new lock in place with a shudder and then picked up the camera. I took a picture of the lock, the paper as the backdrop and mailed it on. My owner knows the status of her caged and frustrated cock.

It was a great assignment; I enjoy them all. To submit, to put what I long to do below the will of Mistress Cecilia makes me feel alive and complete, happy and whole. I truly cannot thank her enough.

Thank You Mistress Cecilia.

Humbly and Happily Yours.