Six

Good morning ladies and gentlemen, one and all. With luck each of you will have a day full of grace and beauty, happiness and joy. I wish nothing but happiness for each of you. And, more importantly, good morning Mistress Cecilia. I hope you have a truly magnificent weekend.

Yesterday evening I received a four day assignment from Mistress Cecilia as she was going to be out of town for the weekend. So last night, after reading my task, I stripped and freed my caged cock and cleaned the pieces. The first assignment was not going to take long and so I did not soak the pieces, I only cleaned them and got them ready to use again.

Naked I made my way into my bedroom and fell onto the bed. I grabbed the vibrating glove and set it abuzz. My hand flew to my cock and I felt the buzzing and with it I grew hard and then harder still and with my hand wrapped around my shaft I began to stroke, pumping my hand with the buzzing vibrators against my shaft. I pumped my fist and reached the edge, stopped and started again.

Six times total I stroked myself to the brink of release only to stop, trembling and mouth dry before I could spill my seed. Six times total I toyed with the edge and six times I pulled my hand free before I could come. That wasn’t allowed you see. It was forbidden and I would obey. I love obeying; it’s even a sexy word. The submissive in me savors this feeling of frustration, this feeling of obeying.

With the six short and fast edges complete I made my way back into the bathroom to grab my cage and then I locked my cock up tight, snapping a new lock in place, snapping a photo and sent it on. Mistress Cecilia knows her cock is caged; she can monitor her property and know it’s safe. And to me, it is a beautiful thing.

It was a short task but when it was said and done, I felt Mistress Cecilia all the more. My cock buzzed and tickled and leaked a trail of need out the tip. I was owned, I felt owned and for that, I cannot thank Mistress Cecilia enough.

Thank You Mistress Cecilia.

Humbly and Happily Yours.