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Femdom Fiction featuring Mistress Cassandra – EAISB Chapter 4

Everything as it Should Be . . .

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Chapter 4 – Ms. V’s Rules

As I kissed and licked and tongued Ms. V to another gyrating orgasm, my cock felt painfully compressed as it tried to expand. When Cassandra and Ms. V dismounted my face, I looked down to see the metal cage had been fastened to my cock and balls.

I spoke in astonishment and a little anger, “Cassandra, what the Hell is that?”

Still recovering from my oral stimulus she said, “That is no way to speak to a Lady? Any more outbursts like that and I won’t release you hands.”

Still upset, I growled, “My Lady, what have you done to me?”

“What Have I done to you?” she echoed with sarcasm. “I’ve made sure you will keep your word and honor your agreements with me and Ms. V.” After releasing my hands, I examined the contraption affixed to me. A small, one-piece ring of steel tightly encircled my cock and balls. This, in turn, was attached with a small padlock to a metal tube enclosing my cock too small to permit an erection. The whole apparatus served to keep me from getting hard or obtaining and sexual relief regardless of the method.

“It’s called a chastity cage and you will be wearing it until I decide otherwise” she said with satisfaction.

“But Cassandra” I whimpered, “I really want to make love to you.”

“You just did” she smiled. “And you performed exceptionally. Not even Cleopatra had a servant that performed better than you. You were so very motivated to pleasuring me, I must thank you” as she gave me a kiss on the cheek. “Now go wash up, you have a lot of work to do today and you don’t want to keep Ms. V waiting, she doesn’t like that.” With that, my wife got dressed left me alone and naked… save for my new stainless steel prison.

As I walked to our bathroom, I pulled and tugged on my new cage. It held firm trapping my cock and balls in hardened steel. No amount of twisting or prodding seemed to release its grip. Once I reached the toilet, I was presented with a new challenge. How was I going to pee in this thing?  The tube had a small hole in the end, but nothing I could aim with. I tried as best I could to point, but pee ended up going everywhere. Finally, I resigned myself to sit down and pee with my dick between my legs. Hearing the toilet flush, Cassandra called up to me from downstairs, “I guess you’ll be leaving the seat down from now on, right?” I chose not to reply, this was humiliating! Getting in the shower, I lathered up and scrubbed my skin as well as rubbing my sore muscles from being bound all night. In the previous days that week, I had followed Cassandra’s directive not to masturbate, but I did take pleasure in washing my cock. Perhaps giving it a few more rubs with my hand than really needed for sanitary purposes. Now, even that little guilty pleasure was denied. I soaped and rinsed the imprisoned region, the water tickling my sensitive manhood inside the tube only served to frustrate me more. Giving up, I turned off the water, dried, dressed and proceeded downstairs to face me wife turned captor.

“Took you long enough” she admonished with a snap. “Showers are for washing, not for enjoyment.”

“But I was…”

“No buts and no excuses” she said flatly. “From now on your showers will take no more than 5 minutes, understood?”

“Understood, my Lady”

“Very good; and about how you should address me, when in public stick with my Lady but when we are home, alone you should use Mistress.”

“Yes my La…, Yes Mistress”

“Better! Now who told you to get dressed?” she looked at me with a regal air.

“No one, Mistress”, I was starting to dislike this turn of events yet my cock struggled to salute her again.

“Take them off and return promptly.”

I took the clothes I had just put on back upstairs and return brandishing only my new steel vanquisher.

“Now kneel down here” she pointed to the floor before her seat “and listen. Ms. V has some rules for you to follow and you better do what she says if you ever want to get out of that chastity cage.” Slipping out of her shorts, Cassandra positioned Ms. V on the edge of her chair.

“Rule #1, when Ms. V gives you a command, you will obey without hesitation” she began.

“Rule #2, Ms. V is never wrong. You may not argue or challenge her decisions.”

“Rule #3, following a command, you will kiss and properly thank Ms. V when she is in full view.”

My wife paused and looked down at me expectantly. When I didn’t move, she cleared her throat in an obvious way indicating an action was required on my part.

Slowly putting two and two together, I moved forward on my knees and kissed her pussy, “Thank you Ms. V”

Momentarily satisfied, Cassandra continued, “Rule #4, unless you are otherwise restrained, you must always be on your knees when Ms. V is in full view.

“Thank you, Ms. V.” was my response, kissing Cassandra’s sex again.

“Rule #5, and this is very important, you may not, under any circumstances, orgasm unless in the presence of Ms. V.” Cassandra glared at me with one of those I damn well mean it expressions.

“Thank you, Ms. V.” followed by a kiss.

“Rule #6, you must always ask Ms. V’s permission to orgasm in the following manner: Would it please you for me to squirt Ms. V?”

Wincing a little at that phrase, I kissed and said “Thank you, Ms. V.”

“Rule #7, to address Ms V, you must first ask permission in the following manner: Would Ms. V please indulge her servant?

 “Thank you, Ms. V” with another kiss.

With that, Cassandra stood up, pulled down her shorts, brushed past me and continued as if nothing put of the ordinary had happened. I was astonished in the quick change of attitude. She busied herself in the paperwork she keeps for household chores and grocery lists. Not knowing what else to do, I stood up stiffly and went for my first cup of coffee of the morning. My cock was still testing the limits of the cage, so I thought I’d brave a question of my wife turned hellcat.

“Mistress, when will you remove this cage?”

Glancing briefly at me, she said “You’d have to ask Ms. V.”

 Remembering the ordeal I just endured, I spoke the required words “Would Ms. V please indulge her servant?”

This time, without looking up, Cassandra said firmly, “No.”

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