"Hmmm you’re just a little bigger than I expected. That’s no problem, you’ll shrink in time. Soon this will be just the right size."
Feeling confident, you pay no attention as she leaves the room. You thought she was referring to riding you, but it was not what she truly meant. When she returns you feel a cold bag place onto your genitals. Uses icepack to shrink your cock. "Ha there we go! Now it looks like a little tic tac." you hear.
She slipped a ring of some kind over your cock and balls. Before you could even ask what it was, a second piece was being pressed on to your dick. It took a little force, but your cock slipped right in. It couldn't quite tell what it was. The devastating *click* that sealed your cock away terrified you. She on the other hand was giggling evilly. You lay helplessly spread eagle with something—cold metal-- wrapped around your cock.
"This should motivate you." she says in a cheerful voice.
“What the hell Ashl”—smack. Her hand slaps across your face. Not as hard as she probably could have hit you, but it still stung and surprised you since you could not see it coming with the blindfold on.
You start again to demand your freedom. “Get that thing off me or I won’t help you anymore!” you demand.
You promptly get smacked again and she gets off you. This encounter is geeting less sexy by the second. You can hear her rustling some clothes on the floor before she finds something that she was searching for.
“Ash! I said GET THAT THING OFF MY DI----“ before you could finish your last word, something cotton and foul tasting entered your mouth. The familiar sound of duct tape being peeled and ripped was quickly followed by her hand cupping over your mouth and sealing whatever that gag was in. “MPFFF! MMMMppff MMMM!” you shouted. But it was to no avail. Your screams were barely audible now. Whatever was in your mouth was salty and foul tasting.
“You’re in no position to make demands from me.” She petulantly says. This girl was a princess-type personality and had zero tolerance for you telling her what to do. You thrash about, but it does no good.
“Oh silly Ryan. That’s not how this works. I finally locked up that useless dick of yours and I’ve got a new toy to play with. You have such great potential to be a slave.” The blindfold is pulled up to your forehead and you now see Ashley proudly holding a very ordinary key on a chain. “Maybe you don’t realize it, but you have a submissive side. I’ve been testing you. You’ll resist it now… but soon the realization will set in that I hold the only key to your cage. Your only chance at release is from me…. If I were you, I would make sure that you do everything you can to keep me happy.“ She says and looks down at you with a devious smile. Her hand playfully dangles the key in front of you, twisting the steel key in the dim light, admiring its symbolic power over you.
Your hands instinctively reach out, but get nowhere. They remain held firmly in place where Ashley had intended. Still she hovers the key before your face, taunting you with it just barely out of your reach. “What is it Ryan? Is there something that I have and you want?”
“MMPPFFF” The flilthy gag muffled your cries.
“I guess not….” She snatches it away, placing it in her cleavage.
“You better be a good boy and listen to how things are going to be from now on, or you can just stay there locked up with that smelly gym sock in your mouth.” Her pointer finger presses over the tape covering your mouth.
Gym sock!?! Oh god. Her nasty workout sock is taped inside your mouth right now. You thrash and try to escape your binds, but you make no progress toward escape. Ashley sits victoriously atop you and gleefully laughs at your pathetic attempt at freedom. After a few moments, she sees that your binds are well secured and she is satisfied that you cannot escape.
You could continue fighting this, but she might get upset and make things worse. If you sit quietly and listen to what she has to say, hopefully you can at least get the nasty sock gag out of your mouth.
“That’s right, bitch. You’re nice and quiet with your little pacifier now. So here’s the deal. I’ve got your little dicklette sealed away in that cage. If you ever want the chance to use it again, you had better start being really fucking obedient to me.”
Obedient to her? Hell you’ve been doing everything she asked all day. You were going above and beyond helping her look good to your boss. What more could she want?
Almost as if she read the expression on your face she answers you. “Don’t get me wrong, you’ve been a useful little errand bitch. But I think you can be more dedicated to your chores with less back talk. We’ll start with the weekend in chastity. If you impress me, I might let you out. Nod if you understand.
What the fuck? You think to yourself. You would not give her the satisfaction of nodding and you definitely would not agree to this, so you just stared angrily back. It was the only thing you could do in this position.
Your failure to give her the satisfaction of nodding and agreeing with her was the only defiant and self-respecting you could muster in your predicament; bound with a sock in your mouth. She seemed to not care at all, knowing that she had all the power now.
She wasn't amused so she pulls the key from her bra and dangles it in front of you.
Ok. This bitch is crazy, you think to yourself. But a couple days isn’t so bad. Hell, you are doing this stuff for her anyway. You silently nod and let her continue.
“From now on you will be kneeling at my feet with the click of my fingers waiting to serve me. You’ll serve me breakfast, do the dishes, sweep my floors and even get on your hands and knees to scrub every inch of my house with a toothbrush if I demand you to.” she says with an presumptuous voice.
Your eyes grow wide and angry hearing what she is saying. You want to protest, but the sock prevents it. Now you realize that she not only wants you to help her get promoted. She is bent on enslaving you. Your rival had duped you into this helpless position where you now had virtually no way to oppose her will without dire consequences. Suddenly you start realizing the totality of your situation. She could tell everyone about this and how pathetic you looked. She could even keep you locked for days or weeks in chastity. You shuttered to think that it might last even longer than that. How could you have been so blind and not have seen this coming from your bitch of a coworker?
“I’ll have you polishing my shoes, and doing laundry… HA! Actually I’ve basically already trained you for those tasks, my little errand bitch.” She says with a wink.
Ordinarily it would have been attractive to see her half naked and on top of you, but given the circumstances, you were pissed. “Oh but it gets better. After a long day of walking in my heels, when I get home and kick back on the couch, you will crawl to me and take them off and give me an hour long foot massage, maybe even longer. I don’t care how stinky they are. You had better do a good job or else that dick of yours will never get released.” She taunts, grabbing your caged cock in her hand. She admires how snug it is and that you have absolutely no wiggle room. ”You’re now my own personal domestic servant. You better get used to it bitch, because I have so much more planned for you.”
The fire inside of you is building. You are so ready to break out of your binds and snatch that key back but she has you pinned. “Ok Ryan. It’s the moment of truth. Are you prepared to be my pathetic caged slave boy? To wait on me hand and foot, and obey my every command?” Ashley asks.
She starts to peel the tape from your mouth so you can speak, but pauses. “Oh and for your sake, I really hope your answer is: Yes, Miss Ashley. I’ll be a good… little… bitch…” She says the last words slowly, making sure that you acknowledge that she is now FULLY in control.
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