Make Like A Banana

Good morning Mistress Cecilia. With all that I am I hope that you day is so full of joy and happiness that a smile starts your day and never fades. I wish nothing but the very best for you each and every day. And a fine good morning ladies and gentlemen; I hope each visitor here has a great day and that each of you enjoys your stay no matter how lengthy or brief.

Yesterday evening I returned from work after a productive week and found an interesting assignment waiting for me from the stunningly sexy Mistress Cecilia. I read it, my eyes wide and a grin on my face. And then, before I could even undress I left the house again; I had some shopping to do. I drove to the store and meandered up and down the aisles, adding the items I needed into that little red shopping basket. I checked out and with my treasures with me I made my way home. I set out my loot and snapped a picture and then stripped off my clothes.

I made my way into the bathroom and cut the lock holding my cock in check as the sink filled with hot, soapy water. I dropped the pieces into the sink and shut off the tap when the water was high enough to cover all the pieces of my cage. Free and absently stroking my shaft, my cock rising, I made my way into the living room and carried my recent purchases into the bathroom and set them on the edge of the tub. I cracked the seals, opened the tops of the treats and set down one big banana.

I stepped into the tub and stroked my cock until I was standing firm and rigid and then picked up the first package, a jar of pineapple sauce. Using two fingers I scooped out a dollop of the yellow, chunky fluid and dropped it onto my shaft. I started to stroke, added another two fingers of pineapple topping to my shaft and made a face; I did not like the smell. I stroked my cock, chunks falling into the tub and worked my body to the first edge since I had last come.

I picked up the next bottle, a small container of strawberry sauce. Using two fingers I scooped out a large dollop of the thick fluid and once again didn’t like the smell. My nose wrinkled at the smell but as a lube it worked very well. My cock, already slippery from the pineapple, seemed even slimier as I stroked with the strawberry topping. I rubbed it in, more chunks falling into the tub and I worked my cock into a lather, stroking my shaft until I reached the edge again. Swallowing heavily, I set the strawberry sauce down and picked up the next item on the list.

Hershey’s syrup dribbled onto my cock and it smelled much, much better than the previous two items. I drizzled my cock, a thin line of chocolate landing in the tub. My hand fell to my shaft and surprisingly enough it worked well as a lube. I stroked my shaft, working the chocolate sauce into my skin and driving my need higher. I stroked my shaft and for the third time I reached the edge of completion only to pull my hand away. My cock looked brown, my hand matched.

Ice cream came next. I opened a fresh box of vanilla ice cream and picked up a spoon. I pulled thin lines of the cold treat into the spoon, dumped it on my hand and gasped as the cold ice cream hit my hot cock. I rubbed it in and worked my body back to a frenzy of need, driving my early frustration higher and higher until I felt my balls boiling and threatening to spill the day old seed. I reached the edge and stopped again, white now mixing with yellow and red and brown.

I grabbed the can of whipped cream I had purchased next and squirted out a long pull, covering my cock in the wrinkled foam. Setting the can down most of the cream fell into the tub but enough remained that I was able to stroke my cock that was growing sticky and drive my body back to the brink of release again. I stopped, toes digging into the tub that was growing messy under my body; my eyes were shut and I could feel my pulse in my shaft.

Finally, I picked up the last item in my desert affair. I picked up a banana and peeled it back about half way. I pulled out the white meat and ground it into my shaft. It was official, I lived that old, childhood insult... make like a banana and split. I worked the banana pulp into my shaft and finally I donned my banana condom and stroked my cock again, using the slimy edges against my messy cock to drive my body to the brink again.

Finally, six edges done I stepped gingerly from the tub and put the ice cream in the freezer, the whipped cream and toppings in the fridge and the peel and pulp into the trash and then inched into the bathroom where I took a long, hot shower and cleaned the bottom of the tub, the colors washing down the drain and the delicious smell of soap raining over my naked form. I cleaned my body, cleaned my shaft and balls and hand and finally climbed from the tub to lock my shaft away again and snap a fresh picture.

I sent the two photos on; my caged cock and the ingredients for the assignment to Mistress Cecilia feeling my balls starting to tighten and my cock tingling slightly. One day since my last release and I was building the need anew, striving to bring it higher and higher until I was once again ready to dry hump air.

After clearing up I ordered dinner and with it the last part of my assignment was coming. I ate my meal and then back in the kitchen I scooped out three scoops of that cold vanilla ice cream. I drizzled chocolate on one frozen ball and spooned out some pineapple on a second and strawberry on a third. Opening another banana I cut it into slender slivers and scattered them in the bowl. Lastly, a healthy pull of whipped cream topped my desert and smiling I sat down and ate my banana split.

Everything that had been on my cock was not in my bowl and it tasted great. The pineapple was tasty and the strawberry topping a little weird tasting that was explained by the small “sugar free” sign I later read on the wrapper. The chocolate was amazing and ultimately I downed the whole bowl of my banana split like a starving child. It tasted delicious.

It was a great assignment, leaving me feeling more aroused than when I started, feeling more needy and desperate than just thirty minutes before. And afterwards, it was a tasty assignment as well, it was delicious. Thank you Mistress Cecilia for the fun assignment full of multiple tasks and I loved it. Mistress Cecilia is an amazing woman and I cannot thank her enough.

Thank You Mistress Cecilia.

Humbly and Happily Yours.