Thank You Mistress-Chastity Phone Sex Pt 2-Lau-A-0009-6-26-23

I milked him to empty his full balls safely.

But I know he fantasized about finding the key and wanking his cock while I was out. It would be the most unsatisfying act he’d ever do, as it would be against his deeply ingrained chastity fetish, and it would upset me greatly, but fantasizing about being able to freely wank while locked up is all part of the fun.
“Good. Finally. That means it’s time to show you where I’ve hidden it.” “Yes, thank you, Mistress.” His metal-bound cock leaped that time; his balls yanked upwards as his cock desperately but futilely attempted to reach something resembling an erection.

I couldn’t help it. I laughed.

My laughter successfully quenched his momentary bid for cock freedom with a heavy dose of humiliation. I continued as I enjoyed every increasing increment of fear building in his eyes. “You’ll have to work for your temporary freedom, though. So, if you do a good enough job, I might even let you cum.” The desperation for release won out over the fear. I could tell by the slightly crazed look on his face brought on by an extra-long term locked into the cage. He’d do anything to get out of it now. He’d probably agree not to even cum, just as long as he could feel the cool air against his cock instead of being trapped in the unrelenting metal.

I continued sharply as a swift reminder of his position.

“What do you say?!” “Thank you, Mistress. Sorry, I thank you.” Good. He’d learned not to argue, challenge, or question but to obey, agree, and be helpful. Serve! “That’s better. Remove your jeans, and then look in the freezer.” I must admit to feeling pretty damn smug about my secondary key hiding place. A small space was perfect right at the back of the freezer behind the ice container. Enough for a couple of extraordinary ice cubes. Subsequently, my lover and I had made them on this past weekend’s visit. I followed as he made his way to the freezer, no doubt bursting with curiosity about what would happen next. I motioned to him where to look and let him take out the very special ice cube, in the center of which the padlock key was shining.

“You think I made that with water, don’t you, my trusting little slut?”

His face paled a little as I shut the freezer door behind him, the ice cube in the palm of his hand. “Oh, no. That would be far too easy.” I took the ice cube from him and continued. “This is a very special ice cube indeed. To get to the key and earn your release, you will suck on a frozen cube of my lover’s cum. He agreed with a, “Thank you, Mistress,” but the color completely drained from his face. I felt my panties get incredibly damp. There’d be time enough to punish for that later, but for now, I ignored my aching cunt and focused on his beautiful distaste. I pushed him down to his knees in front of me, wearing nothing but the still-locked chastity cage. I was going to enjoy this. I’ll let you guess if he got released or punished.

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