Mistress Phone Sex-Good Clean-Up Boy Pt 1-Lau-A-0005 5-22-23

He completed the distasteful task of my good clean-up boy.

Then, he looked up at me from where he knelt, a solitary tear running down his defeated face. Reaching down, I wiped the tear from his face with my thumb. I smiled wickedly, “Good boy. I knew you wouldn’t let me down. My lover tastes good, doesn’t he?” His eyes flickered downwards in humiliation and disgust at what he’d just done as my clean-up boy before remembering his place and looking up to reply. “Yes, Mistress.”

As we leave the kitchen, I lead the way.

I knew my lust-crazed submissive wouldn’t be able to keep his eyes off my stocking-covered legs and heart-shaped ass. Tormenting him was such fun, but now the time had come to stop the teasing and get on with using the little key that hung on a silver chain around my neck for safekeeping. “I promised to unlock you today and always keep my promises. So follow me.”

His imprisoned cock and full aching balls drive his every action.

I reached the bed in my room, turned around, and looked down at him at my feet. He radiated sheer desperation, and I could almost taste it. The addictive sense of power and total control over him flooded my mind and panties. “Good boy. Now stand up for me.” a completely humiliated, broken man stood before me, which perfectly suited me.

I moved closer to him.

As I reached for his shirt and started unbuttoning, my fingers brushed his rock-hard pecs once or twice and his tummy. He’d jump like a scalded dog each time. Standing on tip-toes, I kissed his forehead and giggled. “This is the fun part. Do try to enjoy it, clean-up boy.”

I let his shirt drop to the floor and undid his jeans.

As a result, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. This was the only way he could retain control with my close proximity and the urgent need throbbing inside his chastity cage. In addition, I helped him out of his jeans leaving him standing in his panties. They beautifully framed his chastity device with which he had an intense love-hate relationship. “That will do, for now, slave. Get on the bed.”

He complied, and I joined him, remaining fully dressed.

Pulling his undies down to his mid-thighs to reveal his caged cock, subsequently, I retrieved the key from my chain and unlocked the small padlock. Consequently, his breathing became erratic. The challenge to not reach down and rip the chastity cage from his denied cock must have been almost overwhelming. At the same time, he didn’t want to risk fucking up and losing a rare chance to cum.

Padlock and key in hand.

I gently removed the metal device from him, freeing cock and balls certainly, in one fluid movement. His large erection was majestic and immediate. As a result, his back arched at feeling the room’s cool air on his sensitive cock as if freedom alone could stimulate him to climax. 

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