Mistress Owner’s Cruel Chastity Games
The male was not surprised when Mistress Sandra brought out the male chastity device. She straddled his chest, blocking his view. He flinched when the lock clicked shut.
“You begin your life of chastity. No more orgasms for you. Ever.”
Her slave was shocked. He had not expected total orgasm denial. He thought she would allow him occasional orgasms for excellent service and demeanor.
Mistress Sandra’s form of female supremacy demanded that a male’s only satisfaction be his service to Mistress Owner. A good male would be allowed the sensual treat of licking her boots.
Men were not to be distracted by sex. Eliminate it at the beginning. Illusions that he might be released would distract him.
Mistress Sandra appeared to change her mind.
“If you can remove the MCD, you may enjoy yourself.”
She did not tell the slave that she froze the lock with metal epoxy.
Soon he discovered the key to his chastity device. He laughed at Mistress Sandra’s carelessness. The lock would not go in. Not even a millimeter.
When she saw the key gone, she smiled. Poor frustrated man.
She knew he continued trying to remove the MCD. She heard little sounds of pain from his room. She had not created the small scars on his groin and inner thighs.
His desperate confusion delighted Mistress Sandra.
She thought that only a hospital could remove the device safely. Maybe she should give him permission. How would he explain his penis’ imprisonment? Not to mention the purple tattoo at the bottom of his stomach stating “Worthless!” with three arrows pointing down.
Maybe she would hint that electricity would make the device come off. He could play with her electro-toys. Hopefully he would not electrocute himself.