Making and breaking of a cuckold - 13 The final capitulation
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The following morning I was released and made Mistress breakfast before providing my face to her for footrest duties. She pretty well ignored me when we were together and headed off for a shower soon after, having sent a few texts while eating.
I could hear Mistress upstairs in the shower when I noticed she had left her cell phone and the controls to the DreamLover on the breakfast table. I agonised over what to do but then decided it was worth a chance for freedom, so I grabbed them and placed them in a safe in my office and changed the combination. This was my big chance to resume a normal life.
I waited until Gemma came downstairs then confronted her, told her what I had done and insisted that she give me the keys to my chastity tube.
Amazingly, she complied without resistance or complaint, removed the key from her anklet and threw it to me. I was surprised it was so easy but rapidly removed myself from the device then pulled up my trousers.
We looked at each other with neither speaking. Then Gemma sashayed over to me and buried her face in my neck. It was intoxicating and I instantly had an erection; I had not been permitted to cum for weeks now. Her hand roamed to my groin and she massaged my rock hard peepee through my trousers. I have never been so aroused in my life.
"Let's talk about this in the bedroom, shall we?", she said, taking me by the hand and leading me up the steps. Once in the bedroom, she unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off, then undid my belt and let my trousers fall to the floor. Once again she fondled my penis through my underpants. I was insane with desire, well past the stage of any reason.
"Take off all your clothes", she said, falling back on the bed fully clothed. I rapidly complied then stood beside the bed waiting for her to invite me to join her.
A smirk came over her face, then she began to titter, then she burst out laughing. "Oh cucky, you surely can't expect to put that little wiener in me can you. Look at it, it's the size of my little finger even at full mast".
I looked down and saw what she meant. My shoulders sagged in defeat and I felt like a complete idiot standing there before her in the nude with my tiny erection.
"Why don't you get on your knees where you belong cucky? Good boy. Now you know Max doesn't like his cuckolds to cum but I'm going to make an exception on this occasion as long as you are happy to lie under my feet and pull yourself. Deal?"
"Yes Mistress Gemma".
"When you've finished, I want you to go to the safe and remove my property. Then you will kneel before me, beg me to take them back and apologize for your behaviour".
"Yes Mistress Gemma, whatever you say". She knew she had total power over me in this dynamic with the thought of an orgasm under her feet driving every fibre of my being. I lay under her feet and began to stroke myself.
"Good faggot, I want you to cum soon. I'll let you have regular orgasms under my feet if I think that you have given yourself totally over to me but I don't want any further recurrences of your disgraceful behaviour today".
"There will be none Your Highness. Please forgive me, all I want is to serve you forever on whatever terms you decide".
"And Max and Sheridan, and my family, for eternity faggot. Now cum".
I came on her command and was instructed to lick up my own semen.
"From now on, whatever sperm is ejaculated around this house you will lick it up faggot, whether it's your Master's from my pussy or from your own hand when I grant you release. Understood?"
"Yes Your Holiness". It was true, she was my religion, my Goddess. I reflected on how foolish I was to try to assert myself and how effortlessly she had quashed my rebellion.
I could hear Mistress upstairs in the shower when I noticed she had left her cell phone and the controls to the DreamLover on the breakfast table. I agonised over what to do but then decided it was worth a chance for freedom, so I grabbed them and placed them in a safe in my office and changed the combination. This was my big chance to resume a normal life.
I waited until Gemma came downstairs then confronted her, told her what I had done and insisted that she give me the keys to my chastity tube.
Amazingly, she complied without resistance or complaint, removed the key from her anklet and threw it to me. I was surprised it was so easy but rapidly removed myself from the device then pulled up my trousers.
We looked at each other with neither speaking. Then Gemma sashayed over to me and buried her face in my neck. It was intoxicating and I instantly had an erection; I had not been permitted to cum for weeks now. Her hand roamed to my groin and she massaged my rock hard peepee through my trousers. I have never been so aroused in my life.
"Let's talk about this in the bedroom, shall we?", she said, taking me by the hand and leading me up the steps. Once in the bedroom, she unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off, then undid my belt and let my trousers fall to the floor. Once again she fondled my penis through my underpants. I was insane with desire, well past the stage of any reason.
"Take off all your clothes", she said, falling back on the bed fully clothed. I rapidly complied then stood beside the bed waiting for her to invite me to join her.
A smirk came over her face, then she began to titter, then she burst out laughing. "Oh cucky, you surely can't expect to put that little wiener in me can you. Look at it, it's the size of my little finger even at full mast".
I looked down and saw what she meant. My shoulders sagged in defeat and I felt like a complete idiot standing there before her in the nude with my tiny erection.
"Why don't you get on your knees where you belong cucky? Good boy. Now you know Max doesn't like his cuckolds to cum but I'm going to make an exception on this occasion as long as you are happy to lie under my feet and pull yourself. Deal?"
"Yes Mistress Gemma".
"When you've finished, I want you to go to the safe and remove my property. Then you will kneel before me, beg me to take them back and apologize for your behaviour".
"Yes Mistress Gemma, whatever you say". She knew she had total power over me in this dynamic with the thought of an orgasm under her feet driving every fibre of my being. I lay under her feet and began to stroke myself.
"Good faggot, I want you to cum soon. I'll let you have regular orgasms under my feet if I think that you have given yourself totally over to me but I don't want any further recurrences of your disgraceful behaviour today".
"There will be none Your Highness. Please forgive me, all I want is to serve you forever on whatever terms you decide".
"And Max and Sheridan, and my family, for eternity faggot. Now cum".
I came on her command and was instructed to lick up my own semen.
"From now on, whatever sperm is ejaculated around this house you will lick it up faggot, whether it's your Master's from my pussy or from your own hand when I grant you release. Understood?"
"Yes Your Holiness". It was true, she was my religion, my Goddess. I reflected on how foolish I was to try to assert myself and how effortlessly she had quashed my rebellion.
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