Trapped in a CB

“Trapped in a CB” was written for BDSMforyou.nl by Mistress Moriah.

His CB squeezed around his cock. Tears burned behind his eyes. Not from the pain, which he was used to, but from the emotion that raged through his body. She had never locked him up for so long before. Usually, at least once a week, there was some form of release, for example when she wanted to enjoy his slave cock unrestrained. Not always, but sometimes she showed him mercy and allowed him to orgasm.

He had been locked up for three weeks now. She hadn’t used him once in the past few weeks. Not even to enjoy herself. The only thing she had done in those weeks was milk his prostate twice. But she had avoided his cock. Had she lost interest in him? Or just her interest in his cock? She always seemed satisfied with it, and he had never disappointed her with it, had he? If she had wanted to use him, he had always stood proudly erect. So what was the reason she had kept him caged for three weeks now? She had never ignored him for so long before.

Emotions

A jumble of emotions continued to pile up. They sought a way out where there was none. The cage seemed to shrink, his desire to grow. Her rejection not only hurt him physically, but cut through his entire body.

Unwillingly, he felt tears running down his cheeks. He felt weak because he could no longer control his emotions, but the tension rose in his body and sought a way out. A way to release it.

Small and insignificant

Suddenly she stood before him. Dressed in a leather corset, leather panties, and high latex stockings. With her high heels, she towered over him. He felt small and insignificant. Not only did he feel her mental dominance, but she was also physically superior to him. Her corset pushed her breasts up even more, accentuating them even further. She looked horny. More than sexy, her entire appearance was reinforced by her complete power over him. She was the determining factor in his life. Her boundaries gave him freedom and clarity.

If it were possible, he felt his cock squeeze even more in his metal cage. He groaned. She laughed.

Hormones raging

“Lie down, slave,” she said to him, a seductive smile on her lips. Of course, he lay down immediately. Her hand glided softly over his body and her nails left soft red marks on his skin. Her hands had now reached his cock and he felt her gently massaging his balls.

Hormones raced through his body. He wanted her but was dependent on her power. The feeling drove him crazy. Being locked up for so long made him furious with desire, and judging by her smile, she knew exactly what she had been doing. She knew his rage. She felt his desire. “How badly do you want to be freed?” Actually, it wasn’t even a question from her. After all, she knew his answer.

“Very much,” he muttered. “Beg me!” she said, squeezing his balls viciously.

“Please, free me.”

“Is that all you have to beg for, slave? That’s not going to turn me on.”

“Please, Domina, free me, abuse me for your pleasure. I am yours, you know that. Completely at your service. I am nothing. You are everything. I am here for your pleasure. But please, free me, even if only for a moment. I will serve you, please you, bring you to the highest peaks of your pleasure.

But most beautiful Domina, free me, I beg you.”

Access to his freedom

Those were the words she wanted to hear. She took the keys from the chain around her neck, where she kept the access to his freedom. She unlocked the padlock on his chastity belt and freed his cock. His body reacted immediately and his freed cock stood proudly erect. “Did I say you could have an erection?” To punish him, she slapped his throbbing cock hard. From the nightstand, she fished out two American nipple clamps, which were connected by a chain. She placed the clamps firmly on both his nipples and gave the chain a sharp tug, causing the clamps to pull viciously on his nipples. “Those are in place!” She seemed satisfied.

She loosened the two leather straps of her leather panties and lowered her bare ass onto his face. “Lick, slave!” The way she sat on him left him no choice but to lick her ass, which was apparently her intention. He didn’t care; she was enjoying him again, and he would do anything she asked of him now.

Skilled Amazon

Like a skilled Amazon, she rode his face, her reins being the metal chain that connected his nipples. And he licked her star, while he heard her moan. Over the past year, she had taught him how to satisfy her. He knew her pleasure, just as his body held no more secrets for her. Suddenly, she moved her body and sat on top of his cock. She easily slid her divine pussy over his cock.

She fucked him, whether he wanted to or not. Although the latter would not even occur to him. He loved feeling her completely on top of him again. Her swaying breasts made him extremely horny, and he had a hard time holding back an orgasm. Nothing would he rather do than unload, fill her with his cum, but he knew the consequences. She controlled his release. That was not up to him. She drove him to the extreme by riding him like that.

Her pleasure

It took all his concentration not to come inside her. He saw her pleasure, her enjoyment. She knew how difficult his struggle was now, and that only turned her on even more. Moaning, she reached her climax, stayed seated for a moment to enjoy the afterglow, and then stepped off him.

She settled down next to him and sat close to him. She looked at him intently. “You have exactly ten seconds to reach climax.” One, two… he quickly took his cock in his hands, knowing how consistent she was in this. As soon as she reached ten, he would have to stop immediately.

Regardless of whether he had reached orgasm, the cage would go back around him. That had happened before, but today he had no problem with the time limit.

Pain and pleasure

Within four counts, he reached an enormous orgasm, while she simultaneously jerked the chain, pulling both clamps into one of his nipples. A shiver of pure pain and pleasure crackled through his body, bringing every cell to life. He trembled and couldn’t remember ever having such an intense release. It was as if the sun, moon, and stars were flying through his head at the same time.

He had a moment to recover from this incredible pleasure, but she was soon relentless. She grabbed his chastity belt and locked him up again. For how long this time? Only time will tell…

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