Nick stepped out of the shower and toweled off. The towel felt nice on his skin, now completely smooth after he had shaved all of his body hair off while in the shower. His Mistress, Jessica, had told him to go and get ready for their session. He knew she liked his skin smooth and feminine, so he wanted to do a good job and not miss any spots. He had already shaved his face earlier in the morning. Having to completely shave himself was meant to be degrading, but he had to admit he actually kind of liked it.

As he finished toweling off he felt the metal of the chastity cage into which his dick was locked. He looked down and the cage and thought about how much he loved it but also hated it.
Just then Jessica appeared. She wore a large fancy robe and she was carrying a metal collar and heavy hinged handcuffs. “Nice and clean and smooth, pet?” She said as she walked up to him.

“Yes Ma’am,” replied Nick as he put the towel back on the rack. He turned his back to Jessica and placed his hands behind him. He heard the clicks of the handcuffs and felt the weight of them around his wrists as she bound his hands behind his back. Next came the metal collar which clicked into place around his neck. He turned and sat down on the edge of the tub, spreading his thighs for easy access to his groin. She started caressing his balls and his caged dick. Nick felt his shaft start to swell and press against the bars of the chastity cage as his arousal grew. Just as the pressure from the cage was starting to get uncomfortable Jessica took out a key and placed it into the lock of the chastity cage. The lock clicked and she gently removed the cage, setting it aside. Nick’s penis was free at last!

The rule was that when Nick was in slave mode, his cock would remained caged at all times. It would only be removed by Jessica when his hands were securely cuffed behind his back. That way he would never have a chance to touch his unfettered member. That privilege was reserved for his Mistress.

As Nick sat and waited in anticipation, Jessica produced a bowl of hot water, a small bowl of shaving cream with a brush, and a razor. “Feels as though you did a good job, pet,” she said and she rubbed her hand across his smooth thigh as she sat down on the small stool between his legs. “Let your Mistress take care of that last bit for you,” she said as she took his penis into one hand and the brush on the other. She applied the cream all over his dick and then expertly glided the razor across his skin. In no time at all, Nick’s shaft, scrotum and entire pubic area were just as bald as the rest of his body.

After washing and drying off his penis, she stood up and put her finger through the ring in his metal collar pulling him up and towards her. Jessica pulled his head down towards her face, tilting her head to the side, beckoning him to kiss her. Nick closed his eyes as his lips met hers, her warm tongue parting his lips and he her other hand coming up to caress his dick and balls. As their tongues entwined and his arousal grew, Nick could feel his cock start to harden.

Jessica pulled her face away and turned, pulling Nick by the collar behind her her as she led him to the other room where they would continue their session. “Kneel,” she commanded him as he reached the center of the room. “Be a good boy and wait for your Mistress to prepare.”

Nick knelt on the floor as she left the room. He felt the cold metal of the collar around his neck and the handcuffs securing his hands behind his back.

In a while Jessica returned. She was wearing a black corset with garters that attached to her stockings. Straps on the top of the corset went around either side of each full breast, accenting them. No bra or panties, of course—her breasts and smooth, bald pubic area bared to tempt Nick. In her hand she held a riding crop. She was so beautiful—Nick felt himself burn with desire.

“Down,” she commanded as she stepped up to him. He leaded over forward and placed the top of his head on the floor and raising his ass up slightly. “I think we will start with a bit of a flogging on that cute butt to remind you of your place,” she said as she moved beside him. She glanced at the shiny plug in Nick’s asshole. “Good boys always keep their plugs in place. I’m sure you want me to peg you but I’m not feeling in the mood for that.”

“Count,” she said as she brought the crop down on Nick’s defenseless buttocks.

WHAP!

Nick closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as he felt the sting and the pain from the crop on his ass. “One! Thank you Mistress. May I have another?”

WHAP!

“Two! Thank you Mistress. May I have another?”

WHAP!

And so it continued. Nick winced as she brought the riding crop down on his bare buttocks. A slap on one cheek and then the other. Back and forth. The sting on a fresh patch of skin each time. He knew if she was not satisfied with his endurance and submission, there would be no reward.

WHAP!

“Ten! Thank you Mistress. May I have another?”

“Hmmm. I think that’s enough for now,” she said. He breathed a sign of relief. The skin on Nick’s ass burned and felt warm. She moved to sit down in the large chair on front of him. “Up,” she said and Nick sat back up into a kneeling position. She pointed at him and then beckoned him forward, waving her red-nailed finger towards herself. Nick crawled on his knees over to her.

She sat on the chair with her legs crossed, hands on her lap, still holding the crop. “Do you like my new shoes?” she asked as Nick stopped in front of her. She was wearing Mary Jane style high heels that were elegant and shiny black leather. “I think you should shine them with your tongue.”

Nick lowered his head and began to lick the top of her shoe. He could taste the leather on his tongue. It was so degrading and yet so hot at the same time. She put her other foot down and Nick moved to start licking it as well.

When she was satisfied that he had been humiliated enough she moved her feet away from his face. “Up,” she ordered and he complied, raising up to a kneeling position. “We don’t want that tongue to get too tired to fulfill it’s true purpose,” she said with a smile. She reached out to Nick’s metal collar putting her finger through the ring and pulling him forward. “Be a good pet and lick my pussy,” she said as she released his collar and leaned back, sliding her rear to the front of the chair and spreading her legs. “Do a good job and maybe I’ll let you cum.”

Nick immediately moved forward and his head went between her thighs. His mouth pressed against her vulva, he began to lick and suck on her clit. He tried so hard, his tongue moving up and down stimulating the tiny bud as well as providing gentle suction with his lips. The thought of finally getting to have an orgasm was the best motivation. It had been a while since he’d been allowed to climax! And yet he had to remind himself that this was all about her pleasure, not his. No, it was a privilege to be allowed to lick his Mistress’ pussy and he should not forget that.

As Nick went down on his beautiful Mistress, he noticed that she started breathing faster and more heavily. She started started grinding her hips back and forth against his face. She reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair, pushing his face into her groin. He furiously licked as she moaned. Then her body convulsed and her legs shook. She cried out as the orgasm took her. Nick tasted her juices as they oozed into his mouth. As she let go of his hair and went limp Nick licked her ever-so-gently. He knew the penalty if he over-stimulated her swollen and ultra-sensitive clit after she climaxed.

She pulled his head away and smiled down at him as she opened her eyes. “Good boy,” she said as he smiled back, beaming at her.

She got up and moved beside him. “Sit and assume the position.” She ordered, pointing at the chair. Nick stood up and then sat in the chair, leaning back with his butt at the edge and spreading his legs, presenting his cock. She leaned down and grasped his balls, fondling them and caressing them. “These balls haven’t been emptied in a while, have they? I bet they are so full of cum. Should I drain them or let the pressure build up even more?” She purred as she fondled his scrotum. He could feel his penis start to grow as the arousal built from the caresses of his nutsack. Suddenly she grabbed his balls and squeezed really hard. Nick jumped and grimaced at the pain in his testicles as she continued to crush them in her fist. After a few moments she relaxed her grip. “No I don’t think I can squeeze the cum out of your balls,” she said, “I think I know a different way to get it out though.”

She picked up the crop as she knelt down between his legs and she grabbed the base of his scrotum, lifting it up with her other hand and exposing his balls. “I think you need a little more punishment before it’s time to milk those balls dry,” she said with an evil grin. Nick’s breathing quickened in anticipation.

She raised the crop, holding up Nick’s balls readying them for the strike from the leather instrument. Nick’s eyes were wide as he he saw her slowly draw it back. The crop swished through the air and Nick jumped in anticipation, but Jessica stopped before contact. She saw Nick’s preemptive wince and laughed. “It would be cruel to smack your defenseless balls with my crop, wouldn’t it?” She asked and Nick nodded his head with relief. Just then she planted a light smack from the crop on his scrotum. Nick was totally unprepared and he cried out with shock. Jessica released his balls from her grip and began to gently caress them as the pain from the strike faded. “I guess you forgot how cruel I can be,” she laughed.

“That’s enough pain for today, I think,” as she started to gently stroke his shaft and fondle his balls. She leaned forward and grasped the base of his dick with her right hand and cupped his balls with her left. Nick felt the warmth of her lips and tongue as he took him into her mouth. Jessica sucked on this head of his dick as it slid in and out across her tongue as she moved her head up and down. She moved her right hand up and down the shaft in conjunction with her mouth as she gently massaged his balls with her left hand. Nick moaned as she took his cock all the way into her throat.

Now that Nick was fully rock hard Jessica stood up and turned around. She reached down and grasped Nick’s shaft, guiding it into her vagina as she sat down on him. Her soft pussy felt so good as she started to move her hips up and down, riding in a reverse cowgirl. Nick actually wished that the handcuffs were off so he could grab her beautiful ass while she bounced up and down on his cock.
“I think I’m getting close.” He mumbled as she rode him. He knew not to cum without permission. Jessica lifted herself off of his cock and spun around, kneeling in front of him once again.

She grabbed his shaft and started gently stroking him. She was so good at keeping him hard but not letting him bust. “Do you think you’ve been a good enough boy to earn your reward?”

“Yes Mistress, I’ve been such a good boy.”

”Ask your Mistress nicely.”

“Please, may I cum Mistress?”

“Yes. You may cum now,” and with that she started fellating his dick again. Sucking the head, stroking the shaft, caressing the balls. She maintained gentle suction and steady rhythm and before long Nick grunted as he felt the sensation of the orgasm overtake him. His dick spurted blob after blob of semen into Jessica’s mouth. It was so intense he felt like she was sucking his entire life-force out of him.

Jessica removed Nick’s penis from her mouth and stood up as Nick’s breath came in ragged gasps. Some sperm had dribbled out of her mouth onto her chin and her tits. She moved her face to Nick’s and tilted it to the side. Nick looked up at her and tilted his in response as she pressed her lips against his. They passionately kissed as she spit the warm, salty fluid into his mouth. Nick swallowed as he felt her tongue explore his. Jessica pulled her head back and scraped the cum off her chin and breasts with her finger. She then fed it to Nick who swallowed it down.

Jessica dropped down in front of Nick again. She grasped his dick and took it into her mouth. She gently sucked on it and caressed his balls. She lovingly held it in her mouth as it softened, keeping it warm and safe. Nick sighed deeply as he stared down at the beautiful woman acting as his cock warmer.

After a while, Jessica released his flaccid penis and retrieved the chastity cage. She expertly guided his dick and balls back through the cage and clicked the lock. She stood up and smiled down at the spent Nick—metal collar on his neck, hands cuffed behind his back, cage on his cock. She seemed to be admiring her handiwork.

Jessica removed the collar and the handcuffs after Nick stood up. She led him by the hand to the bedroom where they laid down. She nestled under his arm with her head on his shoulder, her hand gently and lovingly caressing his balls and caged cock.

“Do you want me to take it off? She asked as she gently fondled him.

“Nah,” he replied, “I’ll be your slave for a little longer.” He turned and smiled warmly at her.

“I’m sorry if I squeezed your balls too hard or smacked them too hard with my crop,” she said. “You should have seen the look on your face! I guess you can get me back tomorrow when it’s my turn to go into slave mode and you have me tied up and helpless.”

“Oh, you are going to get it!” He replied. They both smiled and giggled as they lay there together, enjoying the after-glow.