I leaned back in the chair, watching him scurry around the room like a nervous servant, which, in many ways, he was. The faint jingle of his chastity cage accompanied every hesitant step as he adjusted the pillows on the couch, smoothed the duvet on the bed, and finally placed the wine bottle on the table with trembling hands.

“Good,” I said, my voice calm but deliberate, as he stood before me, waiting for my approval. “You’ve been thorough tonight. I like that.”

His pale face flushed with what I could only assume was a mix of shame and pride. “Thank you, sir,” he mumbled, barely meeting my eyes.

I turned my gaze toward the door where his wife—my date for the evening—would soon appear. I’d already seen the way she looked at me, the way her eyes lingered on my confidence, my frame, the way she smiled when I spoke to her. She wanted this as much as I did, maybe even more.

“You’ve prepared her like I asked?” I asked, locking my eyes on him.

“Yes, sir,” he said quickly, nodding. “She’s showered, dressed, and… she knows what’s expected of her tonight.”

“Good,” I replied, a smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth. “And you understand your place?”

He swallowed hard, glancing down at the cage beneath his trousers. “Yes, sir. I’ll stay out of the way unless you call for me.”

The thought amused me, but I said nothing. Instead, I stood, adjusting my watch as I walked toward the door. It wouldn’t be long now before she joined me—ready, waiting.

“You’ve done well tonight,” I said, glancing back at him one last time. “Now let’s see if she lives up to my expectations.”

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