I've taken ownership of a new slave.
Mr Chaste.
His good qualities of obedience and punctuality are inversely proportionate to his length and girth.
One should not leave ones possessions lying around where they could get lost or damaged.
In the case of my slave, his penis is tiny and delicate, so I keep it securely ensconced in a little cage to prevent it from getting misplaced or accidentally crushed underfoot.
My weapon of choice. The Brutal Chastity Cage from Regulation.
Mr Chaste came to visit me twice this week for bondage, chastity, tickling, anal play and edging.
I used my leather wrist and ankle cuffs to fasten Mr. Chaste securely to my bed frame, ensuring his perfect immobilization and safety from any bruises or marks.
I take good care of my property.
My slave is mine to use as I please and does exactly as he's told. Although, once he's in cuffs tied spread eagled on his back, really the only commands he can obey involve lying there in that exact position. Commands like "show me what letter comes after W." "put your hands up in the air like you just don't care". "spread em cowboy. And put your hands up where I can see em".
These instructions he can follow impeccably.
It was a challenge to get him into the chastity cage but not insurmountable. The idea of his little mushroom dick belonging to me turns him on so much that the slightest clink of the mechanism makes him go from wet noodle to throbbing mini boner in about 0.25 seconds.
Once he's hard, the cage won't go on.
Improvise, adapt, overcome.
I got an ice cube out of the freezer and froze winky into submission. That did the trick. As soon as the cage was on, his little private was at full salute once more but properly ensconced in stainless steel, it could only bulge out through the gaps in the cage.
I like the aesthetic of the chastity cage.
It looks like Marquis de Sade's egg cup.
Tickling his balls and stroking the bulgy bits has my slave moaning with pleasure and frustration as I mercilessly bring him to the brink of orgasm and keep him there for about half an hour.
Expertly edging him so that he can never quite cum. I wait until the very last minute and then finally relent, unlocking his cage and giving him a massage oil hand job to completion.
He shoots for the stars. And misses.
That's OK. Waterproof sheets.
