Rice Krispies

Good morning Mistress Cecilia. I hope that today, as I do every day, begins with a smile and then your day gets better from there. I with nothing but the absolute best for you. And good morning ladies and gentlemen, one and all. I hope each visitor here has a truly remarkable day.

Today marks the third day that has elapsed since I have come. Three cute little days. Will I get to come today? Somehow I doubt it. Somehow I expect it will be a bit longer, maybe I’ll set a new record. Whatever the case may be, stay tuned here and I’ll make sure to keep you informed, dear reader.

Late yesterday evening as I was finishing dinner I checked email and found a new assignment sitting in my mailbox. I read it and stripped off my clothes, setting them aside. Naked save for my chastity I made my way into the bathroom where I unlocked my cock, dropping the pieces into the sink. I made my way into the bedroom, a towel in hand, and draped it on the bed. I dashed into the kitchen and grabbed two ice cubes and carried them back into the bedroom with me.

On the bed, the ice cubes on the towel beneath me, I rubbed my shaft until I was fully erect and then picked up the olive oil and the Fleshlight. Lubing my cock and pouring some lube down that fleshy toy I mounted it, gasping as my stomach lurched and the bubbled toy tickled my shaft. I gripped the hard, outer shell and pumped my shaft with the Fleshlight. Up and down I stroked my shaft and worked my body to the first edge since I have last come. I gasped, toes curled, and pulled the Fleshlight off my cock.

Setting the Fleshlight aside I grabbed an ice cube and touched my shaft with the cube and it cracked, snapped, and popped in my hand like a bowl or Rice Krispies. It reminded me of the sound the lake by my childhood home would make when I’d skate on it after it froze over for the winter. That sound, that cracking, was reminiscent of that sound from my past. I trailed the ice over my cock, cold water sliding along hot skin with my knees shifting together almost audibly.

Three more times I used the Fleshlight to drive my body to the edge and three more times with that teasing toy set aside I rubbed the cubes along my throbbing shaft. The ice cracked and melted, popped and cooled the skin.

With the four edges done I climbed to my feet. I took a hot shower and then dried my body, cleaned the cage and locked my cock away again. In the living room I snapped a picture and sent it on, another glorious assignment complete. In my cage I could feel a slight tingling. That horniness I felt the day before seemed less following the assignment but I awoke this morning with my cock straining in its hard, plastic prison. My cock was tingling, an itching need growing. And with it, I felt my lovely owner and her amazing control. What I have given away, what she has taken, makes me happy and controlled and for that I cannot thank her enough.

Thank You Mistress Cecilia.

Humbly and Happily Yours.