Chapter 3

Justin groaned as he twisted and turned in his bed. It had been three days since he had last seen her, and could no longer hold himself back. Pathetic.. he thought. Maybe I'm a lost cause.

He had gone back to training as she had prompted him, watching porn for hours on end until it bored him, his soft cock hanging limply on his own thighs. But whenever he finished... he couldn't stop thinking about that afternoon. The way she talked to him, her delightful curves, the taste of her lips, her smile, and the feeling of her bare skin against his. He wiped the sweat off of his brow as he watched his cock start to perk up once more as he reminded himself of it, unable to resist his carnal urges as he began to jerk it into his hand, squeezing his eyes shut as he begged himself to stop, to show some sort of self-control.

But he couldn't do it. His imagination ran wild, his hand pumping at the speed her breasts had rubbed up against his member then, almost able to feel them one more time. Almost. But because it wasn't her, she wasn't there to help him, he couldn't stop. He turned over, balancing up on his knees as he thrust his dribbling cock into his pillow. "Oh, fuck, Lucy... harder, please!" Here, he didn't need to beg her to slow down, he didn't need to last. He started panting, his eyes playing tricks on him as he saw her replace the pillow, taking his cock deep inside her, her sweet moans filling the air, her cheeks hot with lust and exhaustion.

He could almost here it.. The tone of her voice, the casual way in which she spoke, her sound changing as she seduced him.. the way she had leaned into his ear- Justin leaned down over his pillow, as if he was searching for that lovely sound- how she had spoken deep into him with words barely above a whisper, as he felt the most pleasure he had ever experienced before~

"Cum for me~"

Justin couldn't handle it. It had barely been more than three minutes- much shorter than he had ever lasted by himself before- but it was too much, and he began to orgasm, three days of pent up cum, rocketing out of the tip of his cock, and buried itself into his pillow, staining it with his sticky white seed, his hips humping forward into it as his imagination slowly reeled itself back in, and reality came crashing down. He fell forward, tears in his eyes, shivering as he realized what he had done.

It was a blur, a momentary lapse in his stoicism. But it was failure, and guilt came crashing down. How would he tell her? The lovely, beautiful girl who had gone out of her way to help a prejac, pathetic loser like him who couldn't even handle three days without the release he was addicted to.

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It was a lovely Sunday afternoon, two days after his guilty indulgence, and one day after he had sent a desperate message for help, explaining to her what had happened. All he had received in return was a single message back. 'I sent you something to help! Call me when you get it! <3'

Justin jolted out of his chair as the doorbell rang, running quickly downstairs to swing open the door, nothing but a small cardboard box on his front porch. He sighed. For some reason, he found himself disappointed that it wasn't her, the girl who seemed to be the only one he had seen at his front door these past few weeks.

But he grabbed the box, shutting the door behind him as he brought it up to his room, pulling up the app on his phone as he sent Lucy a request to call, and began opening up the package.

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I grinned, accepting immediately as I heard the notification pop up, knowing immediately who it was. My sweet darling Justin had been continuously beaten down by the failures I had been causing him. It was time to amp up the intensity, his reliance on my help. I rolled onto my back, holding my phone over my face as the call went through, and I saw an awkward angle of his now familiar bedroom on my screen. "Hey, silly! It's a porn app, the call feature is with video! Don't worry though, I won't charge you for this one-" I giggled as I heard him curse quietly, dropping his phone from his ear and flipping the camera to face himself.

"Right, uh, sorry.. hey I got your pa-" His eyes went wide, cheeks turning a pale pink as he stared at his phone screen, covering his eyes before peeking through, and then dropping his hand, realizing how ridiculous that was. "Wha-- why are you.."

I laughed at his reaction, throwing up a peace sign over my eye. "Dressed like that?" I asked coyly, groping at my chest through the satin covering, making sure he could see through the camera. "Sometimes my clients pay for me to wear certain outfits for them, you know, for photoshoots and videos and stuff. Do you like it?" I panned the camera down all the way to my thighs, accentuated by a dark lining of stockings, and then back up. I was in a full black bunny suit, custom fitted for my body, and dolled up in heavy makeup, bright red lipstick and flashy eyeshadow to compliment my outfit.

"Oh, yeah.. right. a photoshoot.. is it a bad time?" I could see the flash of disappointment on his face. It was obvious he had a hard time thinking about me entertaining other men. I didn't dare tell him that this wasn't even my own bed, lest I break him out of his illusions completely. I tilted the camera up, away from my face, and muted the microphone before looking down towards the end of the bed.

One of my many repeat clients, who had completely fallen for me lay at the foot of the bed, stark naked. "Hey Trevor, baby? Keep quiet while I'm on my call, and I'll step on it for you, 'kay?" I watched his face change as he stared up at me, and nodded dumbly, "yes mistress, thank you mistress."

"Good boy! Now get back to it." I was feeling mighty generous today. It was a Sunday, the best time for me, as it was when a majority of the good little pets who worshiped me would supply me with the earnings they had accrued through the past week of work. Some of them, like Trevor, could even save up enough to have me show up in person, in whatever outfit they liked, while others could barely last throughout the week before giving every penny in whatever small increments they could earn them to me whenever possible.

I turned the camera back down to my face, and unmuted myself. "No! Not at all! I'm totally free right now, I just need to take some pictures later today, is all." I finished with a wink. "This is normally premium content, sweetheart, so consider yourself lucky." Just a gentle reminder that he could he pay for more. Something I would start pushing him on more once I could get his complete reliance. But for now, I would have to build him back up from being broken down. "Didya open it yet?"

I watched as he shook his head, and set down his phone so that he could finish opening it. And I knew as soon as he had finished by the expression on his face. "A... a chastity.. c-cage?"

"Don't worry, I'll help you with it! And it's only temporary! I only use them with especially strong cases like yours, and it works like a charm!"

"Yeah.. I suppose so.." He held it awkwardly, feeling the metal coils that made up its frame. "Well? You going to try it on?" He nodded, before pausing with a blush. "I- uh.. well.."

I giggled. "Ooooh, you're hard, aren't you? Did seeing me dressed up like this make you all horny?" I absentmindedly grabbed the tip of my bunny ear, rubbing the texture between my fingers. "You know you could have me dress up like this for you too, ya know~"

"Sorry... I still can't control it yet- I'll- I'll try it on later-"

"No, I'll help you! This can be a good test of your endurance anyways!" I countered, gleeful to step in. I glanced down at Trevor at the foot of the bed. He hadn't made a sound, and didn't even seem like he was really paying attention. Well, to the conversation, at least. I watched as he held my foot in the air by my ankle, holding it with reverent care as he rubbed his stiff four inch cock against the bottom of my heel.

He was a complete foot and shoe addict, and more importantly, one of my most loyal customers. Apparently he held a pretty high up managerial position in his office, which was probably how he was still able to make so much while being distracted thinking about me all day.

I turned my attention back up to the camera, adjusting myself so I could sit up against the pillow as I listened to the sounds of Justin undressing, the video showing a still of his ceiling as he hurriedly dropped back onto his bed and grabbed his phone.

I snapped my fingers at my toy, and he followed my movements, his tongue replacing his shaft on my heels as he began to lick every inch of them.

"Good..." I said, to both of them. "Hold your phone back, I want to see your cock as you stroke it!" He obliged, resting his phone on his thigh with his left as his right wrapped around his shaft. It was hard alright, I could see the veins throbbing between his fingers, a small drip of precum on the top of its head.

I pressed the toe of my shoe against my toy's forehead as he suckled down on the heel spike with the enthusiasm of a grade A slut on a new cock. "Now... close your eyes.. imagine I'm right there with you, laying in bed, cradled against your shoulder... imagine that if you open them, you'd see me right there with you, staring down my cleavage in a tight little bunny suit, my right hand slowly stroking your cock."

He obeyed, stroking his dick as I spoke. "This... this is a bit embarrassing, Lucy-" I watched his rhythm falter, his grip loosening as he blushed.

"Hey, it's okay! Everybody touches themselves! But if it helps, I'll shut my eyes, too." I said, my voice low and soothing. "Just try to calm down, focus on the sound of my voice, the image of me you have in your head." I finished.

Of course I didn't shut my eyes, keeping careful track of his progress. "Mmmmm... that's right~ how does my hand feel against your cock? It's so nice and hard for me, and only me, right?" I was practically whispering into the microphone as he stroked his cock. "Go nice and loose for me, keep it slow... you only want to cum when I want you to, right? Control yourself for me, make me proud~" I couldn't help but giggle at how pathetic he looked, struggling to control himself with his eyes squeezed shut alone on the bed. I barely managed to mute myself in time.

Pulling the spike of my heel from my pet's mouth, I ushered him onto his back before getting off the bed myself. Taking a second to admire myself in the mirror placed beside his door, running my hands along the black satin, down to the stockings that darkened my pale skin. Fuck, I was sexy. It was almost a shame that this pet only paid for it for the bottom half, but that pathetic act more than made up for the waste of it all.

I took my time walking over to where he lay as I unmuted the call once more, teasing his leaky dick with my shoe, lazily rubbing circle around his shaft before stepping on it, pressing it down against his stomach. I slowly applied more and more pressure as I turned my attention back to Justin. "You're doing so great for me, darling... let's go a bit faster now, a bit harder-" With that I fully stepped up onto my pet, putting all of my weight onto my toes for a short second before my other shoe landed down on his chest. Justin nodded, his breathing quickening as he stroked faster.

I could tell he was getting closer. It was time to teach him another lesson. That cumming when I wanted him to meant more than just lasting longer. "Good boy... now slow down again, we don't want you getting too close now~"

Taking off one heel, I slipped my toes into my pet's mouth, ushering him to pull off my stocking with his teeth. As he did so, I immediately pressed them back through his lips with my foot, gagging him before stepping back onto his cock, practically flattening his hard on beneath my sole. "Alright, darling, I'm going to count to three, and then you're going to cum for me, 'kay?"

"Wha.. I'm not.. yes, Lucy~" He answered. I let the pressure off of my toes, swinging it back onto my heel, where the spike of my shoe pinned his balls, applying painful pressure. "One..." I counted, my voice soothing and encouraging. I watched as he desperately picked up his pace when he realized I was counting already. At the same time, I pivoted back onto my toes, stomping down on Trevor's shaft. He was shaking with masochistic pleasure, his cock aching for release. "Two..." I rolled back, stepping down hard on his balls once more, my other bare foot still pressing his lips closed around my stocking, preventing any sounds from coming out.

Justin was stroking furiously, his other hand clenched in a fist causing the phone I was watching through to shake.

As soon as I pivoted back onto my toes, swiveling the hard sole of my shoe down hard onto Trevor's cock-

"Cum for me~"

And in almost perfect unison, they both did, reaching climax at my words. I shuddered from the pleasure it gave me to see my power, how easy it was to control these men with just a few words. I could feel the inside of my bunny suit getting wet at the sight of it. I watched through the camera Justin had almost forgotten about in his hands as he came pitifully onto his stomach, gasping for breath as he opened his eyes once more, wiping his cum stained fingers onto his stomach as he blushed. "Oh, uh, wow.. I've never come like that alone before-"

"But you weren't, were you? You had me to focus on, to ground yourself in." I reminded him.

"Yeah... yeah, I- thank you, that was amazing.." I could tell he was having trouble focusing in his current state of euphoria, and I decided to push my advantage. "Alright, darling.. when you get settled down, put on that chastity cage. Whenever you want another session, I'll take it off for you, alright? That way we can keep your regimen as strict as possible until you're better." He nodded dumbly, still not entirely focusing. "Alright then.. see you later!" I finished, hanging up, tossing my phone onto his bed before turning my attention back down. His cock had completely deflated under my foot, the only signs of his pleasure at all being the streaks of cum that shot up his stomach and chest, all the way onto the back of the leg I currently had planted between his lips.

With an exasperated sigh, I stepped out of his mouth, pulling out the fishnets that were now soaked in saliva. Gross.

"Hey, for an extra thirty, I'll let you lick all the cum off my leg and keep the stockings."

Almost immediately, he sat up, getting onto his knees as I sat back onto the foot of the bed. I smirked as I watched his cock start to tremble and throb at half mast as he lifted my foot over his head and began dutifully licking away. As he did so, I tugged off my other high heel and pulled the stocking down and tossed it onto the floor with the other one. I couldn't exactly walk out of here mismatched anyways.

I placed my chin in my hand as I watched him lick away, long after the stains were gone, and couldn't help but fantasize about turning Justin into a pet like this.