1 comments/ 56777 views/ 20 favorites Everything Has a Price Ch. 01 By: MALIBUMAN666 I stood naked in front of my Mistress, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, naked to the waist. I was desperate for her to touch my aching cock but as she looked up at me with her PVC skirt hitched up around her waist, she was too busy rubbing her wet slit to pay me any serious attention. As I looked down at her gorgeous pussy, framed by the tops of her fishnet stockings, I was desperately fighting the urge to grab my cock and spray my cum all over her... but that would never do. I had led her into this denial fantasy of mine and she had given me every opportunity to back out, now I was reaping the consequences (and loving every minute of it). "I love seeing you like this," she gasped, her eyes like slits as she looked up at me. "Desperate for me, desperate to cum... knowing that only I can allow it." As she taunted me with her well chosen words I thought to myself how glad I was that I had told her of my desire to be teased and denied, and how much I loved her for trusting me and giving me what I had asked for. Slowly she reached out a single pussy-juice soaked finger and traced it along the underside of my aching shaft. I moaned softly. She loves it when she makes me moan like that and a smile played across her lips for a moment. She reached out further and closed her palm around my swollen balls squeezing them firmly. "Do you swear you haven't cum in the last two weeks... like you promised?" "Yes Mistress, " I replied, proudly. "Are you sure slave?" "Yes Mistress, I promise." "And you haven't given in to temptation and rubbed your cock at any time in the last two weeks either?" "No Mistress..." She must have picked up on something in my voice because it was almost as if she knew I wasn't being completely truthful. "Are you sure slave, because I know how hard that is for you?" She said, pressing the point. "I....." "Yes slave, do you have something to confess?" "...yes Mistress." I looked at the floor, disappointed in myself as much as anything. "Well...?" "I did touch it Mistress, I'm sorry." "Tsk, tsk," she mocked. "And yet not ten seconds ago you told me you hadn't... that's a serious mistake slave. Touching when you're not supposed to is one thing, but lying about it...." "I'm sorry Mistress, it's just.... It was only a few seconds, it wasn't like I stroked it or anything, it was just a little touch." She leaned forward and studied my twitching cock, her finger teasing the sensitive spot under the head. "Poor slave, did it get too much for you?" "Yes Mistress." "You just couldn't take it and you just had to touch it?" "Yes Mistress, I was so hard after I went down on you and made you cum and...." Mistress looked up at me with an evil glint in her eye and I stopped trying to justify my mistake. "Show me what you did," she ordered. "Show me exactly what you did. I want to see how my slave touches MY cock when he's not supposed to." I reached down and curled my fingers around my throbbing cock and squeezed it for a second or two and then let go. "And that's 'all' you did?" She asked suspiciously. "Yes Mistress," I replied solemnly. "Well, slave... I suppose that's not too bad, given the circumstances... but you still shouldn't have done it, and you definitely should have told me straight away. I may punish you for that later." "Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress." "But for now, the thing I'm most concerned about is that you haven't cum at any point in the last fortnight, is that correct slave? Think very carefully before you answer." "Yes Mistress. "Are you sure slave?" "Yes Mistress." "100% sure?" "Yes Mistress." "You can understand my scepticism..." "Yes Mistress." She put her head on one side as if weighing up whether to believe me or not. "And I suppose if that's really all you did, you probably couldn't have made yourself cum like that anyway, could you slave?" "No Mistress." "Hmm...okay slave, I think I believe you." "Thank you Mistress." She leaned further forward and planted a small kiss on the head of my cock, causing it to twitch and strain. "Tell me slave, is it harder for you to resist touching your cock...or to resist the need to cum?" "Touching Mistress, definitely." "Really slave, that's very interesting.... Tell me more." "I....I like not being allowed to cum Mistress, I like you to control my cock, but when I'm hard it's so difficult not to touch it. It's hard to explain..." She closed her fingers delicately around my cock and softly stroked them back and forth. "So you need to feel that even more than to feel your cum shooting out of your throbbing cock?" "Y, yes Mistress..." "Hmm, so how long do you think it would take before the need to cum became so intense that it was even stronger than your need to be touched?" "I don't know Mistress." "Maybe we should try and find out?" "If it pleases you Mistress." "Hmm, maybe we will...eventually. After all, two weeks isn't all that long, is it slave?" "I suppose not Mistress..." She released my cock and leant back again, displaying her soaking wet cunt between her open legs. "So let's assume you're telling the truth and you really have got two weeks of cum stored up for me...do you think I should let you cum today?" An obvious trick question, I wasn't going to fall for that, distracted as I was by her gorgeous pussy. "If it pleases you Mistress." She smiled again and slid her finger back up my cock and circled it around the tip. "Well slave, that depends on you." She leaned forward and flicked the head of my throbbing meat with her tongue. It jumped at her touch and I let out a small gasp. "A little while back, you let slip another one of your fantasies... and today I'm thinking about making that come true. Does the thought of that excite you slave?" "Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress." My mind raced, I had told her so many of my fantasies it could be anything from worshipping her ass while she used her glass dildo to get herself off, to cleaning her delicious pussy juice off another man's cock. But surely she wouldn't make me do something like that without warning, would she? "Don't thank me yet slave... you haven't heard all the details." Now I was getting really nervous. She dragged her long nails along the tight skin of my cock, pulling it back as she went and causing it to curve upwards. She licked gently along the underside, down to my balls. She kissed, then sucked on them for a few seconds before moving back up my cock and taking the head into her hot, wet mouth. She held it there for just a few seconds and then leaned back again, watching as my cock throbbed in anticipation. "Do you want to hear the details slave?" "Yes please Mistress." "Even though you might not like them?" "Yes... please Mistress." I knew deep down that I would do whatever it was that she wanted me to do, however difficult I might find it initially. "Even though you might not think what I propose to be fair?" "Yes Mistress...please." I could feel that I was trembling slightly and wondered if she had noticed how much she was turning me on with this line of questioning. Truth be told I couldn't care less if what she proposed was fair. In fact I hoped it was thoroughly unfair. I wanted nothing more than for her to completely abuse the power I had willingly given her and for her to use me and torment me in whatever way she pleased. "Very well then. You remember you wrote me a story a few weeks ago, where you described being made to lick your cum off of my gorgeous breasts?" She was playing with her pussy again as she talked. "Yes Mistress." "I know that was your way of letting me know that that was something you really wanted to do, wasn't it?" "Umm, Yes Mistress..." I said, feeling a little self-conscious. Strangely, even though Mistress had seen me eat my cum off of her feet, her fingers and out of her pussy, being confronted with one of my own fantasies always made me a little uncomfortable. It wasn't the act itself, that was the easy part. She could have asked me to do something much, much worse and I would comply without a second of hesitation, but asking for what I truly wanted was always a difficulty for me and one which led to my need to write. It provided an easy outlet for my fantasies and an easy way for her to get inside my head. "You're trembling slave," she noted. "Yes Mistress." Mistress watched me tremble, enjoying the rush of power and control. She reached forward again and massaged my balls. "Mmm, they really are full aren't they?" "Yes Mistress." "Imagine if they were twice as full, I wonder how you'd be feeling then...I wonder what you'd do to be allowed to cum then slave?" "I don't know Mistress...almost anything," I breathed. I noticed her jaw tremble slightly when I said that, but before I could think about it too much she repeated the words I had just spoken to herself. "Almost anything." She quickly regained her composure and addressed me once more. "So... slave, given that you wrote that story for me, I assume you would be more than willing to lick your cum off my gorgeous breasts... IF I allowed you to cum today." "Yes Mis....if it pleased you Mistress." She reached up and oh-so-gently started to stroke my cock again. Causing me to shake even more visibly than before. "Good slave, but then I wouldn't expect anything less from you.... I mean, we've long since established that you are quite happy to clean up your cum for me at any time, haven't we?" "Yes Mistress." "You're a proper little cum-slut aren't you slave?" "For you, yes Mistress." "You'd eat it up every time if I ordered you to wouldn't you slave?" "Yes Mistress." "Really slave, would you do that for me? Every time you came?" "Yes Mistress." "No exceptions?" "No Mistress." She smiled again and watched my cock slide through her fingers. "But if you weren't allowed to cum...then we'd have to find you some other cum to swallow wouldn't we slave?" "If...if it pleased you, Mistress," I said nervously. She smiled again, a worryingly wicked smile that at once made me tense with nerves but also made my cock feel harder than ever. "Oh slave, your cock likes the thought of that....I know deep down the thought of cleaning another man's cum out of your Mistress's well fucked pussy turns you on, even if you don't always want to admit it to yourself." She paused for effect and then continued... "But perhaps it would please me more to see you servicing a nice big cock with your mouth?" She paused again and then added... "You'd do that for me if I wanted you to, wouldn't you slave?" "Yes Mistress," I managed to drag from my dry throat. "Because my pleasure is everything to you, isn't it slave?" "Yes Mistress. Everything." She stroked a little bit harder and faster. "Good slave, of course I might never make you do those things, but it's nice to know that you'd be willing to please me if I wanted you to...." "Yes Mistress." Hmm, you must want to cum pretty badly now slave?" "Yes Mistress... If it please you Mistress." Her hand suddenly stopped moving, but she kept a firm grip on my cock, her nails digging in slightly. "And what if it doesn't please me slave, what if I wanted to make you wait a little longer... or maybe a lot longer?" "I'll wait as long as you want me to Mistress..." I gasped. Her hand slowly started to stroke again. "I liked that answer slave....'as long as I want you to...'." "Thank you Mistress..." "You're doing very well today slave, all the right answers..." "Thank you Mistress." "I just hope you can back them up when the time comes..." "I will Mistress, I swear to you." She moved closer so that my cock was just a few inches away from her beautiful soft breasts and looked up into my eyes. "Have you dreamt about seeing your cum spurting all over my gorgeous tits slave?" "Yes Mistress." "But did you ever dream you'd have so much cum in your balls when you finally got to do it?" "No Mistress." I looked at her beautiful tits just inches from my cock and wondered just how they would look if I emptied my aching balls onto them right now. "It must be a little bit daunting slave, knowing that every last drop of that huge load you're carrying is going to end up on your tongue... perhaps that's enough to put you off the idea just a little bit, maybe?" "No Mistress," I stated firmly. "No slave? You really want it that much?" "Yes Mistress." She smiled again and took the head of my cock into her mouth, her tongue licking the head until I was squeezing my fists to fight off the urge to blow it into her mouth. She pulled away and looked up at me again. "You know there'll be a price to pay for something you obviously want so badly, don't you slave?" "Yes Mistress." "You don't even care what it is do you?" "No, Mistress..." I could barely think straight at this point and in all honesty I would have agreed to pretty much anything she could have asked of me. She stroked a little harder. "Just picture it in your mind slave, all that stored up cum, pulsing out of your throbbing cock and splashing all over my gorgeous tits... can you picture that slave? Can you picture how beautiful they will look dripping with your heavy two-week load... can you?" I was really struggling now. "Yes Mistress." I certainly could picture it, and not for the first time either. "You want to see that don't you slave? And more than that you want to taste it as your Mistress orders you to use your tongue to clean the hot, sticky spunk off them. Isn't that right slave?" "Yes Mistress." She was still stroking and I was shaking now. She pumped my cock harder until I was starting to reach the point of no return. "You can have your fantasy slave, all you have to do is agree to my terms." "Yes, Mistress, " I croaked. Sensing that I was almost ready to blow my load, she suddenly let go of my cock and we both watched it twitching in the air for a few seconds before she continued. She looked relaxed but I was more than aware of how close she had taken me, and could scarcely believe that I had managed to hold it back. She fixed me with a firm gaze and continued... "First, as we have already discussed, you will lick every drop of your cum off of me. And when I say every drop I mean EVERY. SINGLE. DROP of that two week load. Do you understand?" "Yes Mistress." "Are you sure slave?" "Yes Mistress." "I'm not going to let you get away with half the job slave, can you handle swallowing that much cum?" "I think so Mistress." "You think so slave?" "Yes Mistress." "So you're not going to try and get out of it when you've had enough?" "No Mistress." Satisfied so far, she took my cock in her hand once more and started gently stroking it once more. The pause had allowed me to relax a little but it wasn't long before I was feeling my balls begin to tighten once again. Sensing I was getting close she quickly unveiled the next part of her plan. "Secondly... you must agree to a longer period of chastity....which will begin as soon as you've licked up your cum." "Whatever pleases you Mistress, " I gasped. She slowed her stroking down to almost nothing, making me wait to find out just how much this fantasy was going to cost me. "Three weeks, slave... Three long weeks without release for you poor throbbing cock." I let out a load groan, and she let go of my twitching meat. "What's the matter slave, too much for you?" "No Mistress," I begged, a little too urgently than was perhaps prudent. She looked at me with an amused smile. "You didn't even have to think about that did you slave... perhaps you're right, maybe four weeks would be better. Just to be on the safe side. I don't want you thinking I'm letting you off easy, especially after you lied to me earlier." "Whatever pleases you Mistress," I moaned desperately as she curled her fingers around my cock once more and began a firm, rhythmic stroke. "Don't worry slave, I'll still stroke it for you... but you won't, will you?" "No Mistress, please... just let me cum." She ignored my plea and continued. "If you're a very good slave and make me cum as well as I know you can, I'll probably even suck it for you and maybe even let your poor desperate cock inside me...but you still won't be allowed to cum. Do you understand slave." "Yes Mistress..." "I know that'll be hard for you slave, being inside me, feeling my soft velvety pussy squeezing your poor, aching cock... but I know you love it too, don't you slave, being inside your Mistress, but not being allowed to shoot your cum inside her?" "God yes... Mistress." She let out a small laugh at my reaction. "Even though you could if you really wanted to... but you would never disobey me like that would you slave?" "No Mistress." "And you promise to keep your hands off this time, no matter what?" "Yes Mistress. I promise." "Because if you can't then I might have to consider investing in something to make sure you can't touch it, and you don't really want me to do that do you?" "I don't know Mistress," I answered, my head swimming. "Ah, I know you love the fantasy of me having the key to your cock around my neck, but I think it would be too easy for you. This way you have to be strong for me, don't you slave?" "Yes Mistress." "So you agree to my terms?" "Yes Mistress." "You're sure?" She asked, once again giving me every chance to back out. "Yes Mistress." "I won't ask you again, you know that don't you?" "Yes Mistress." It was becoming almost impossible to maintain control now. "And you know I won't let you cum earlier, no matter how well you behave?" "Yes Mistress." She slowed down her strokes once more until her hand was barely moving, keeping me right on the edge of orgasm, but crucially not allowing me that final step to release. "And of course, thirdly, you will attend to me whenever I request it, and I will be requesting it a LOT. You know how hot it makes me when I keep you in denial, and having you waiting so long is going to make me super-horny...so no matter where we are or what you are doing, when I call for attention, you'll be ready won't you..." The thought of being denied and used as Mistress's pleasure slave for four long weeks sounded like heaven on earth to me, and my face must have shown as much as she continued... "...I'm sure I don't even need to ask you if you agree to that do I slave, seeing as that's pretty much all you ever think about?" "No Mistress," my voice was barely a groan as I struggled to keep from coming before I was allowed to. She was starting to sound a little different too, almost as if she was forcing herself to say what she really wanted to say before she lost her nerve.... "I told you my terms wouldn't sound fair slave, but I know that you don't really want them to be. You've told me over and over how you want me to control you and to take my pleasure as I please, while leaving you aching and desperate. Well now I'm beginning to see the attraction. If you agree to my terms, you will find that it will be the beginning of everything you ever dreamed of. But, I warn you slave, once I take control there'll be no going back, and you might find it's a lot more than you bargained for, maybe even more than you can handle. Are you willing to take that risk slave?" She was holding me so close to the edge that one moment of extra pressure would push me helplessly over it, and everything she was saying was making it more and more difficult to hold back. "Yes, yes Mistress." Now it was her turn to groan and she continued breathlessly. Everything Has a Price Ch. 10 Author's note: Once again thanks for all the feedback, I love hearing your views. Don't forget this will be the last story posted under Malibuman666, in future look out for Robert_Anthony, thanks all. - - - - - ----- - - - - - - - - - - ----- - - - - - - - - - - ----- - - - - - - - - - - ----- - - - - - Thursday morning started like pretty much every recent morning. I woke up, hard as rock and with precum coating the head of my cock. I got up quickly, knowing that if I stayed in bed it would be impossible to resist the temptation to touch my throbbing prick. I ate breakfast and headed off to work, hoping to make the day go quickly so that I could get home and finally get to see my beautiful Mistress's shaven pussy. It was about 11:30 when I got the phone call. It was my Mistress of course.. with some bad news. She told me her colleague Joanne had suddenly fallen ill and as she was supposed to work at some exhibition in London for the next few days, the company needed someone to do her job for her. She said she had tried to get out of it, but there was so few people working there and she knew if she didn't do it it would reflect badly on her, so she really had no choice. As if this wasn't bad enough, she had to leave this afternoon, before I even got home! So I wouldn't be seeing her again until Saturday afternoon. I couldn't believe it. I tried to sound sympathetic as I knew she wouldn't really want to do that kind of work unless she could help it, but I was crushed inside. I hated being apart from my wife at the best of times... but now, this week, why did this have to happen now? She said she was leaving work now to go home and pack and that she would be getting the train to London at 4pm because they had to be there overnight ready to open first thing tomorrow. She asked me if I would pick her up from the station on Saturday afternoon at about 3pm. I said of course I would, but how was she getting to the station this afternoon? She seemed reluctant to tell me, but eventually said that she was driving home and then Jeff was picking her up once she'd packed her case and taking her to the station. I fought the urge to say something I would regret, but I couldn't resist asking if he was going to London too. "Yes," she said, sounding a little annoyed. Terrific. My week just got a whole lot worse. Now not only was I going to be on my own for the next few nights I had to deal with my jealousy and trust issues even though she had told me, indeed spelt it out in no uncertain terms that she would not cuckold me unless she 'told me first'. Great, so what does that mean, is she going to ring me before she gets into bed with him? I said goodbye, not particularly warmly it must be said, and seethed my way through the next forty minutes. The phone rang again...and we had a very awkward conversation, where she couldn't really say what she wanted to because she was in an office full of people... Eventually she said she would ring me tomorrow night, as tonight she would be too busy to talk properly. I said okay, or perhaps 'fine' in that way that means it's anything but, and tried to continue with my day without thinking about her...and him. But it was impossible. - - - I arrived home at 5:45, the house was empty save for our sleeping cats Ginger and Roger. God knows why we called them that. Although Ginger was fairly descriptive. I feed them and then set about cooking myself something to eat. By 9:30 I was drunk. It's not something I was proud of, but it seemed like the only way to deal with the situation, and by 11pm I was asleep. I woke at 4am, both of the cats draped across my lap, I had fallen asleep in the chair and dropped my glass onto the carpet. Fortunately it had been all but empty anyway. I shooed the cats off my lap, much to their disgust and went upstairs to catch a few hours sleep in a proper bed, before heading back to work once more. - - - Arriving home on the Friday, I was still pissed off, but also anxious and desperate to hear from her. I detested being apart from her on every level, not just the physical. Since the day we met we had been inseparable and incredibly this was the longest we had ever spent apart! I ate my dinner and fed the cats once more, waiting nervously for the phone to ring. The hours passed and still no call. Once again my imagination was running wild as I imagined all sorts of horrible things going on down in London, but I kept telling myself to calm down and get a grip. When the phone finally rang I snatched it up and was overcome with emotion when I heard her voice at last. I told her how much I was missing her and apologised unreservedly for the way I had been on the phone the previous day. She accepted my apology and said she had been so busy, that she had only just got back from eating dinner (it was nearly ten). I asked her how it was going, and she sounded very vague about the whole thing, she said it was going okay, it was quite boring, nothing to talk about really etc, etc... I desperately wanted to ask her if 'Jeff' was enjoying himself, but I managed to restrain myself from going down that road. I was quite proud of myself really, even though I felt sure she could sense my irritation with the whole thing. Eventually I calmed down a little, I was genuinely glad to hear from her and just hearing her voice and being able to chat to her made me feel a lot better. After a little while she asked how I was feeling and I confessed that I was a little 'stressed' but didn't elaborate on that... instead moving on to tell her how horny and desperate I was. "You haven't touched your cock have you?" She asked, in a serious tone of voice. "No Mistress," I responded, effortlessly falling into my role. "Good... just because I can't be there, doesn't mean that anything's changed." "I know Mistress." "Still, I know you must be kind of upset about all this...I know you were looking forward to getting to touch me and to see my pussy..." "Yes I was Mistress." "...and when you made your choice, neither of us knew this was going to happen, so... for the rest of this phone call I will allow you to rub your cock as much as you like... but only through your clothes, do you understand?" "Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress." "Are you rubbing it now slave?" "Yes Mistress." "Does it feel good slave?" "Mmm, yes Mistress." "I bet it does, but it would feel a lot better if you could take it out and stroke it properly wouldn't it?" "Yes Mistress," I moaned, hopefully. She chuckled down the phone. "I bet it would.... but you wouldn't do that without permission would you slave?" "No Mistress," I said, dolefully "Good, now listen... I'm quite tired and I need a good night's sleep. I know if you were here you'd love to eat my gorgeous pussy until I came wouldn't you?" "Of course I would Mistress!" "Mmm, what a pity you're so far away, I'm really missing your tongue..." If only she'd have mentioned this earlier I would have gladly gone down to London on the train to take care of her... a two hundred mile round trip would have been nothing for the chance to finally see and taste her shaven pussy... "...but we can't do anything about that now, so what I want you to do slave... is, I want you to go and get some of my favourite stories and read them down the phone to me until I cum. Will you do that for me?" "Of course Mistress." I put the phone down and went to fetch a selection of Mistress's favourite reading materials. I was feeling so much better now, and at least this way I was getting some kind of interaction with my beautiful Mistress instead of sitting around getting drunk and worrying about 'Jeff'. I returned to the phone and began reading to her, stroking my cock softly through my jeans as I listened to her contented sighs as she stroked herself to orgasm. After about twenty minutes I heard her cum, but kept reading until she told me to stop. I felt over the moon and so close to the edge myself that I had to stop stroking my cock for a few minutes. Once she recovered, we chatted for a while... normally, just like two people who miss each other and wished they could be together. Finally she said she was getting too sleepy to carry on and thanked me for reading to her so patiently. She reminded me that she needed collecting from the station at 3pm the next day and we reluctantly ended the call. I slept much better that night and when I woke up I couldn't wait until the afternoon so that I could see her, hold her and kiss her and tell her how much I missed her in person. - - - I arrived at the station at 2:45pm to find that my Mistress was already there. I thought that was a bit odd as the train wasn't supposed to get in until just after 3, and the previous one had been due nearly an hour before. But seeing my beautiful wife I forgot all about that, I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her deeply, never wanting to let go of her again. Eventually I relented and let her go, I put her case in my boot and we drove home. She still seemed reluctant to go into too much detail about her trip and I began to get a little suspicious again, but tried desperately not to let it show. The last thing I wanted was an argument now that I had her back home. I had booked a table at a restaurant as I thought she might like it, but in the event she was too tired to go and I rang and cancelled the reservation. Despite my impatience to see her pussy, I realised that it would be better for me not to push the issue, especially as we were now less than 24 hours from the end of the game. So we got a takeaway, cuddled up on the sofa and watched a film, before going to bed. We kissed for some time and she gently stroked my aching cock as she told me how proud she was of me for following my instructions so obediently. She said she knew it hadn't been easy and she accepted that I was bound to drop the ball a couple of times, and that overall I'd far exceeded her expectations. And most importantly, she absolutely promised that I would get to see her freshly shaved pussy tomorrow... Everything Has a Price Ch. 11 Author's note: Thanks again for all your feedback, and don't forget in future I will posting under the name 'Robert_Anthony'. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I was up early on Sunday morning, just like every other day for the past two weeks, but Mistress slept in until almost eleven. The early part of the day was a bit weird, both of us knowing what was coming, both of us feeling a bit on edge...and it wasn't until almost 12:45 that Mistress asked me to come to the bedroom. I walked into the room and she sat on the end of the bed, wearing only jeans and a T-shirt. She told me to strip naked, and I quickly complied, folding my clothes neatly in a pile on the floor. I turned back to her and she was leaning back, using her arm as a support, her hand already idly stroking her pussy through the denim. She motioned for me to come closer and as I did she reached out and circled her thumb and first finger around the top of my nutsack, her remaining fingers squeezing it gently. "Your balls feel very full slave..." "Yes Mistress," I gasped as she squeezed a little harder, smiling up at me. "...I must say, I'm very proud of the way you've accepted my control these last four weeks. I know it hasn't been easy for you, even though it was your idea in the first place. I have to admit, I didn't really think you would stay the course. I mean I know you told me you liked to be kept frustrated and horny, but I never imagined you would last this long... You have lasted this long haven't you slave, you haven't cheated on our agreement have you?" "No Mistress." She squeezed my balls harder still. "Are you sure, because if you lie to me now and I find out later I will make sure you regret it." "Yes Mistress, 100% sure!" She let go of my balls and ordered me to kneel down. I sank to my knees and she lifted her right leg until I felt her bare foot nestling against my cheek. "Worship my foot slave, and don't stop until I tell you. We've, or rather, I've got a lot to talk about...." "Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress." I reached up to support her foot and began the ritual of kissing and licking that I loved so much, feeling myself slipping deeper into submission with every second that passed. She said nothing for the first few minutes, just watched me obediently lavishing her feet with attention. Then she realised she had forgotten something. She reached behind her, grabbed the blindfold from the bed and placed it on my head again. As she pulled it down over my eyes I made a face, annoyed that I had to wear this damned thing again. Was she ever going to let me see her shaved pussy? "What was that face for slave?" She asked. "Nothing Mistress, I'm sorry Mistress." "Don't worry, I promised you would get to see it today... and I'm as good as my word." "Thank you Mistress." She swapped her feet over, knowing full well that this process allowed me to sink deeper and deeper into my 'zone' and that once she had me there I would be very malleable to her wishes. Another five minutes must have passed before she spoke again. "Good slave, I love watching you do that... it makes me feel so cherished." "Thank you Mistress." She told me to stop and I supported her foot back down to the floor, whereupon I heard her get off the bed and remove her jeans and T-shirt. She moved back in front of me and she placed her hand on the back of my head and pulled me to her. My face rubbed against her panties and I could smell her beautiful pussy through the thin cloth. "You smell wonderful Mistress," I said, inhaling her deeply, trying to satisfy my ache for her. "Thank you slave," she said, gently grinding her pussy against me as she gradually became wetter and wetter. Suddenly she pulled away and I almost moaned at the loss of her warm flesh, but almost as soon as she pulled away she was back, only this time her gorgeous ass was pressed into my face. "You love my ass, don't you slave?" "Yes Mistress," I sighed, praying that she would allow me to lick her beautiful rosebud. "Well slave, I think you have earned it... so I'm going to allow you to worship my ass for four minutes. One for every week of chastity you have suffered for me." "Thank you Mistress," I moaned, my cock already throbbing between my legs. She leaned forward over the bed and told me to pull her panties down. I slid them slowly over her cheeks and eased myself forward so that my face was pressed against her ass. She told me to begin and I worked my tongue between her gorgeous ass-cheeks, seeking out the prize I had waited so patiently for. Once there I licked and probed her asshole, gradually getting deeper inside as she moaned and pushed her ass back against my tongue. I was in Heaven then, and when she pulled away I could have almost broke down and cried. "Very good slave," she said. "You worked hard for that, I hoped you enjoyed it." "I loved it Mistress," I said, the tremor plainly audible in my voice. "Good, I'm glad...." I heard her moving again and I think I heard her sliding the panties down her legs, but I couldn't be sure. I heard the bed move as she sat on it again and felt her foot lift up and gently stroke my aching, throbbing cock. "I have so much to tell you today slave, I hardly know where to begin... Firstly, I have to apologise to you, because I have lied to you recently..." I felt myself tense up, was this it, was this where she was going to admit to sleeping with Jeff, or.... "...the truth is, I never went to London. I went to see my step-sister in Birmingham." "I don't understand Mistress," I said, more than a little confused. "I know slave, and it was very mean of me to do that to you, and when you made your choice I promise I hadn't already planned to do that... it was just... things got on top of me and I needed to get away, I needed some time alone to think clearly, about what I really wanted..." I said nothing, and was actually kind of glad of the blindfold as it hid my true feelings for the moment. "...you see, when this all started, I went along with it because I love you, and I thought it would be a bit of fun. But then as it carried on, I found it turned me on more than I ever thought it would, having you as my slave, kissing my feet, making me cum, whenever I wanted... and seeing how you reacted when I teased and denied you... it was just so overwhelming. And then I started researching on the net and all this information was coming at me, and I was thinking of new ways to tease you and.... well it just all became too much. So I decided, on the spur of the moment, to get away and to give myself a chance to think clearly about whether all these new ideas I was having were reasonable, and whether I really wanted to go through with them...I'm sorry that I lied, but I couldn't think of any other way to do it." "Did you have to let me believe that you were going to be with Jeff," I asked sullenly. "I am really sorry about that, but I told you before that I would never do that to you, didn't I?" "Yes Mistress, I know, but..." I felt her move closer and kiss me on the cheek. "You do trust me don't you," she whispered. "Yes Mistress, I'm so sorry." "I would normally punish you for that," she said, suddenly back in full Mistress mode. "But I think you've suffered enough already." "Thank you Mistress," I breathed, wondering if she knew just how much. "So...I went to see Kate, but I also took my laptop and when she was at work I did some more research and generally got my head clear about what I thought of all this....stuff." I wondered where this was all going, but there was little I could do but wait and see. "The truth is slave, I have never been as turned on as I have this last month, I have cum so hard and you...you've made me feel so special, so loved and adored, and worshipped above all. I always brushed it off when you said you would do anything to please me, but now I believe you, although...." She tailed of dramatically and I shifted uneasily, my knees beginning to ache slightly. She sighed loudly. "When you said that you would clean my pussy after another man had fucked me...did you mean that slave?" "I......I don't know Mistress. I honestly don't know. I want to believe I would, but I don't know if I could handle it.... not cleaning your pussy, but the thought of you having sex with someone else first..." "What about sucking another man's cock?" "I would do it out of submission for you Mistress... if you wanted me to." "That would be easier for you slave?" "Yes Mistress." "Is that because there wouldn't be any jealousy towards me and another man." "Yes Mistress...I know it sounds stupid, but..." "But you would do that for me if I wanted you to?" "Yes... Mistress. If you really wanted me to, I would." "I see." She fell silent for a few seconds and I could hear her fingers softly moving against her pussy lips. I licked my lips, wishing I could see what she was doing, my cock twitching madly as I imagined every luscious detail. "Do you remember the other day I asked you if you knew what a 'Birdlock' was slave?" "Yes Mistress," I replied confidently. "Do you know what a 'Lori' is slave?" "Yes Mistress," I was well aware of these custom made chastity devices. "I read a lot about them while I was in Birmingham... not just them, but all the chastity devices, and from what I've read, the best ones are the 'Lori's'." "Yes Mistress," I had come to the same conclusion, even though the cost was considerable. "I read that they can be worn comfortably for very long periods, and that you can cycle in them, play sports, whatever you like, you hardly even know they are there...they don't show through your clothes either." "No Mistress, so I understand." "If I wanted you to wear one for me, so that I could have your key around my neck at all times and be 100% confident that the only person who could ever touch your cock was me, would you do that for me slave?" I had long wanted to be locked for my Mistress, but this last few weeks had made it still clearer to me that that was my ultimate goal, and nothing would have dissuaded me from answering positively. "Yes Mistress, I would be honoured to wear it for you." She let out a tiny moan as I said those words and then said "Say that again." "I would be honoured to wear it for you Mistress." She groaned louder this time, and I knew then she was definitely touching herself. "Is that really what you want slave, to be locked in chastity so that only I can allow you to cum, no matter how long I make you wait?" "Yes Mistress." "Even if I decide to be the heartless bitch you've always wanted to be and make you wait much longer than you ever have?" "Yes Mistress..." "Even if I devote my life to making you throb and ache for release, even if I tease you mercilessly, even if I take you to the very brink every single day, but never allow you to cum?" "Yes Mistress..." She moved forward and grabbed the back of my head pulling me forward as she collapsed back onto the bed. "Eat me, make me cum... oh God, make me cum," she moaned. I got to work with my tongue, taking over where her fingers had left off. She tasted amazing, and I was filled with happiness, nothing else in the world mattered when I was eating my Mistress's beautiful pussy, I simply couldn't care less about anything else. Within only a couple of minutes I felt Mistress's hips buck and I knew she was about to cum. She reached down and grabbed my head, holding it still as I flicked her clit repeatedly until I felt her tip over the edge. She cried out as she came, her thighs squashing my head, holding me there until she could take no more and she pushed me away. She collapsed back on the bed, while I kneeled there in the darkness, breathing heavily, the intoxicating smell of her pussy still strong in my nostrils, wondering what would happen next. After a short time I heard her push herself back up and she told me to lick her clean. I eagerly pushed back between her soft thighs and licked up every drop of her juices I could find. Eventually she told me to stop and pushed me back to my original kneeling position. "Good slave, that was absolutely wonderful." "Thank you Mistress," I said, still drunk on her scent. She bent forward and kissed me on the lips, tasting herself on me. My cock throbbed and ached, but she made no move to stroke it. "Now slave," she said, back in control of herself once more. "Do you remember me asking you before if you would agree to a 'chastity contract'?" "Err, yes Mistress." "Good, I seem to remember you said it was a good idea... well, when I was away I did a lot of research into it and, well, to be honest there were a lot of samples online, things people had drawn up... but none of them quite matched up to what I wanted." She paused for a moment and then continued. "So, I made up one of my own... well actually, I made two. And all we have to do now is decide which of these you are going to sign..." I shifted nervously on my knees again. "You do want to sign one of them for me don't you slave?" "If it pleases you Mistress." "Good, slave. It will please me, it will please me enormously...but, there is a third option, but I'm sure you won't be interested in that..." She moved away from me again and I heard her bedside drawer open and close. She came back to the end of the bed and sat down again, I could hear the papers in her hand. Then I felt her bend down and curl her slender fingers around my poor neglected cock. "Mmm, poor baby, you must be so desperate to cum now..." "Yes Mistress." "Would you do anything to cum now slave?" I thought about what she'd said before and decided to choose my words carefully. "Almost anything Mistress." I could hear the smile in her voice when she replied. "Really slave, so there's nothing I could say that would make you 'want' me to make you wait a little longer?" "I....I don't know Mistress." She stroked my cock so gently it was unbelievable, but I was so desperate now that even that was slowly drawing me close to the edge, and finally I had to ask her to stop. She let go immediately and said, "Not until I say slave, never until I say..." "No Mistress. I understand Mistress." She leaned back and I heard her take a deep breath. She got up and put her hand on my shoulder. "Get up," she said, watching me rise to my feet before guiding me onto the bed where she laid me on my back. I heard her open the drawer again and then I felt cuffs being placed around my wrists and secured to the bedposts. Next she picked up a glass butt plug and squirted just enough lube on it to make sure it wouldn't fall out of my ass. "Lift your legs up," she ordered and I felt the cold glass plug pressed into my asshole. I hadn't had anything in my ass for weeks and it felt kind of strange now. It also made my cock feel even harder than it was before, which surprised me as usually butt plugs made me go soft, not get harder! "Good slave," she said, warmly. "You're doing so well." "Thank you Mistress." I felt her move between my legs and the next thing I knew I felt her tongue gently lapping against my swollen, aching balls. She kept this up for about a minute before starting to climb up my shaft to the tip, where she licked all the precum off the top of my cock before sliding her mouth down over me. I was shaking like crazy, desperately trying to avoid cumming without permission, terrified that she might ruin my orgasm AND start the whole four weeks over again if I disobeyed her. Abruptly she stopped and pulled her mouth away from me, leaving me panting madly, half relieved and half disappointed. "Good slave, your self-control is more than I could have ever hoped for..." "Thank you Mistress," I gasped, wondering if she had any idea how difficult this was becoming. She moved away and sat up on the bed, flicking at the pages of the contracts she had drawn up. "So slave, there's two contracts here, one is what you might call the 'soft' option and one is, well... a little more challenging. I don't expect you to sign the more challenging one today, it might be better to save it for the future, but I... well, I wanted you to know what I had in mind, and if you do want to sign that one today, well, that would be amazing..." I felt her shifting on the bed as I licked my lips nervously. "The first option is basically pretty much what we've been doing recently, but with a few tweeks. If you sign that one I will let you cum today, though I'm not going to say how... and then you will have two weeks of freedom before I choose how long to deny you for again. This will continue for about six months, depending on how things fall, after which you will be presented with the same options again, the two contracts or the bail out... Ah yes, I haven't told you about the bail out have I? Well, basically whatever you decide today you will be given a safe word, which you can use at any time. But, if you use it, that will be the end of all this. We will just go back to being a normal couple, who have normal sex all the time. No tease and denial, no S&M, nothing...like I said, I'm sure you wouldn't be interested in that." I wasn't interested in that at all, period. "So if you didn't want to sign either of these contracts, then all you had to do was use your safeword, clear?" "Yes Mistress, what is my safeword?" "Vanilla-Life. If you use it I will ask you to repeat it to make sure you are sure you want to, because once you do, that is it. Understand?" "Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress." "Hmm, what else do I need to tell you about the 'soft' option... well, not too much really, it's basically what we've been doing for the last four weeks, only it probably won't be quite as intense. It probably won't last as long either, and after every period of chastity you will get at least one day of freedom for every two days you've endured. So if you have to wait a fortnight to be allowed to cum, then you will have to wait at least a week until you can be put into chastity again, maybe more, depending on my mood. And obviously I can terminate the contract at any time if I want to. Of course there are a few more details, but nothing that would change your mind one way or the other..." I heard her toss the first contract onto the bed. "Oh, I nearly forgot, one other thing about the 'bailout'. If you use your safeword today then you don't get to touch me or to look at my pussy until the hair has grown back..." I exhaled loudly though, I couldn't imagine myself 'bailing' for a second. "...but, as I did promise to let you see it today, I will let you look at it for a few seconds, just so you know what you gave up." I snorted my disgust at her suggestion, which earned me a fairly hard slap across the balls, causing me to wince pathetically. "Don't snort at me," she barked, and then softening her tone considerably she continued, almost as if she was talking to me as my wife rather than my Mistress... "I know this is kind of sudden,. but this last few weeks have been incredible, and I'm worried if I don't take the plunge now... well, I might never have the nerve to do it again... of course I have the option to stop whenever I want to, but if you commit to it too it will make it easier for me to carry on... do you understand?" "Yes Mistress..." "Thank you slave, I knew you would... Now, I have to tell you about the other option." She paused, trying to gather her composure for what was evidently quite a difficult moment in her life. "The second option......is....that, erm... if you sign the second contract then, you give me complete control of your cock for one year. You will be allowed to cum inside me before it starts, but after that you will be completely at my mercy, with no guarantees, except that for the sake of your health you will be allowed a ruined orgasm at least once every five or six weeks. I'm not saying that you won't ever get to cum properly, just that it will only be when I want it to happen, where I want it to happen and how I want it to happen...and of course, only as often as I want it to happen, which might be less than you think..." Everything Has a Price Ch. 11 My cock twitched wildly as she spoke, I couldn't believe she was saying these things. I knew it was insane but mentally I was already committed to signing the second contract. "...to ensure this, I will expect you to wear a chastity device, probably a 'Lori' at all times." I felt my cock pulse two or three times and clenched my fists to fight off the orgasm that was building steadily inside of me. "Furthermore...." her voice cracked a little and I knew she was struggling to get the words out. "...you will agree that I have the right to cuckold you if I choose to. I will not 'date' anyone else, it will be purely a sex thing, I will not hide anything from you or deceive you in any way whatsoever. If I choose to do this we will find someone together and we will make it clear to that person what is going on. This person will have to agree to you being present at all times and must treat you with respect. They will be told in no uncertain terms why they are there and must agree to you cleaning my pussy after they have fucked me.... Obviously, whether they allow you to clean them too is up to them..." Yet again my cock betrayed my rational thoughts and pulsed madly, even as I was opening my mouth to object to what she had just said. But before I could say a word Mistress placed a finger on my lips and continued... "I know that is hard for you to accept right now, and that's why I don't expect you to sign the second contract today, however, there will come a time when I will withdraw the easy option, and you will only have the choice of signing the second contract or bailing out. Do you understand?" "Yes Mistress," I said, shocked beyond words. "Good slave, is there anything you want to ask me?" My mind was in a state of utter turmoil, and nothing was making sense...I tried to focus, to think of something to ask her, but I couldn't think of anything that wasn't completely incidental. "I don't think so Mistress..." I felt so fucking stupid, how could I not have any questions? After what she'd just said! "Good slave.. I'm sure you know in your heart what you want to do, but I'm going to leave you alone for a little while to think it over. I don't want you to rush into it, and if when I come back you still can't decide you can take as long as you want, but you won't be allowed to cum until you decide one way or another, okay?" "Yes Mistress. Thank you Mistress." She mounted the bed and I felt her position herself over my face, she slowly lowered herself down and her silky smooth pussy covered my mouth once again. She told me to stick out my tongue and she rocked back and forth against me, my tongue travelling back and forth along her slit from her clit to the very edge of her gorgeous arsehole. After a short time she got off me and the bed. She told me she would be back at 2pm (although she didn't tell me what the time was now, so I had no idea how long that would be), and then planted a single delicate kiss on the head of my poor, desperate cock before she left. "Choose well," she said as I heard the door close behind her. Everything Has a Price Ch. 12 Author's note - don't forgot new stories from me will soon be posted under 'Robert_Anthony' - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The 'soft' option... I .................................... (hereafter referred to as 'slave'), agree this day ....../ ...... / ............... to be bound by the terms of this agreement as laid out below, for a period of approximately six months (and not more than 30 weeks). 1. Mistress chooses when 'slave' is to be chaste, this may be as often or as rarely as pleases her, but is dependant on point two. 2. For every two whole days of chastity slave endures, one day of freedom will be given before the next period of chastity begins. (e.g. - 21 days of chastity = 10 days of freedom). 3. At the beginning of each period of chastity Mistress will inform slave of his 'release date'. Mistress may change this date if she decides to (moving it forward or back as she deems necessary) but will usually stick to the original date where possible. 4. During the period of chastity slave is not permitted to touch or otherwise stimulate his cock or balls. Anal play without Mistress's permission is also forbidden. 5. During the period of chastity slave is only permitted to beg to cum when Mistress is teasing/touching his cock/balls. Slave will not pester his Mistress at other times for release. 6. If at any time slave comes without permission whilst Mistress is stimulating/teasing him, slave will abide by whatever punishment Mistress deems necessary* and will agree to a rescheduling of the release date (which shall be no shorter than the original period of chastity, irrespective of how far through the period slave had managed to last). 7. If slave 'cheats' on this agreement at any time (i.e. makes himself cum without permission during a chastity period) , Mistress will present him with the choice to either sign the second contract or to 'bailout', no other options will be presented. 7a. If slave touches/stimulates his cock or balls during a chastity period he must tell Mistress as soon as practically possible and accept whatever punishment* she sees fit. 8. Mistress will keep her pussy shaved smooth for the entire period of the contract and slave will be expected to provide pleasure whenever Mistress requests it - NO EXCEPTIONS OR LIMITS! This will usually be provided by slave's tongue and/or toys, but from time to time Mistress may expect slave to use his cock to satisfy her. At these times slave will ensure he does not cum without permission (see point 6). 9. Mistress will pledge to provide at least two sessions of 'hands-on' teasing per week during chastity periods, lasting at least ten minutes each (depending on slave's ability to continue), but is free to tease slave as often, whenever and in whatever way she pleases (even when slave is not in chastity). 10. Mistress may terminate this contract at any time without reason. 11. Slave may terminate this contract only by use of the safeword (Vanilla-Life), but by doing so he accepts that Mistress will enter into no further chastity play, will take part in no further S&M play and will no longer shave her pussy. Futhermore, slave will not be allowed to touch or see her naked until such time as her pubic hair has grown back. 12. During the period of this contract Mistress pledges not to renege on or alter significantly any of the agreed points. 13. During the period of this contract Mistress will not seek to introduce cuckolding into the relationship in any form other than fantasy and/or roleplay. 14. During 'freedom' periods slave will be free to masturbate and otherwise act as normal, but point 8 stands for the whole period of the contract, with no exceptions! 15. Throughout the whole six month period, whether in chastity or not, Mistress retains the right to expect slave to eat his cum whenever she wishes it. Slave will comply without question, regardless of method, time or location. 16. Throughout the period of this contract Mistress can expect slave to worship any part of her body at any time, whether slave is in chastity or not. *Punishment: Mistress will decide a suitable punishment for transgressions during the chastity periods. These may include (but are not limited to) paddling, whipping, extension of the chastity period, cock and ball torment and intense anal stimulation (strap-on/butt plug/etc). Signed................................................................... (slave) Date....../....../............. Signed...................................................................(Mistress) Date....../....../............. Everything Has a Price Ch. 13 The challenging option... I ......................................... (hereafter referred to as 'slave'), agree this day ....../ ...... / ................. to be bound by the terms of this agreement as laid out below, for a period of one year. 1. Slave's cock will be completely under the control of Mistress at ALL times. 2. Slave will wear a chastity device of Mistress's choosing at all times (except when Mistress removes it) to ensure point one. 2a. Mistress will wear slave's key around her neck at all times. An emergency key will be available in a secure location 3. There will be no 'periods' of chastity under this agreement. Slave will be in chastity for the whole year, allowed to cum only when (and if) Mistress decides she desires it. 4. For health reasons, Slave will be permitted a ruined orgasm 5/6 weeks after his last orgasm (ruined or normal) when Mistress intends to make him wait longer than a further seven weeks). 5. During the period of this agreement, slave is only permitted to beg to cum when Mistress is teasing/touching his cock/balls. Slave will not pester his Mistress at other times to cum or for release from the chastity device. 6. If at any time slave comes without permission whilst Mistress is stimulating/teasing him, slave will abide by whatever punishment Mistress deems necessary*. Since there is no set release date to reset, Mistress might decide to punish slave in additional ways (e.g. revoking the agreed teasing 'rights' for up to one month). 7. Mistress will keep her pussy shaved smooth for the entire period of the contract and slave will be expected to provide pleasure whenever Mistress requests it - NO EXCEPTIONS OR LIMITS! This will usually be provided by slave's tongue and/or toys, but from time to time Mistress may expect slave to use his cock to satisfy her. At these times slave will ensure he does not cum without permission (see point 6). 8. Mistress will pledge to provide at least three sessions of 'hands-on' teasing per week for the duration of the contract. These will last at least fifteen minutes each (depending on slave's ability to continue), but is free to tease slave as often, whenever and in whatever way she pleases. 9. Mistress may terminate this contract at any time without reason. 10. Slave may terminate this contract only by use of the safeword (Vanilla-Life), but by doing so he accepts that Mistress will enter into no further chastity play, will take part in no further S&M play and will no longer shave her pussy. Futhermore, slave will not be allowed to touch or see her naked until such time as her pubic hair has grown back. 11. During the period of this contract Mistress pledges not to renege on or alter significantly any of the agreed points. 13. During the period of this contract Mistress has the right to introduce cuckolding into the relationship. If she decides to do this at any point slave will be supportive and do everything Mistress requires in order to make this happen and run smoothly. This does NOT mean that Mistress will definitely take up this option, but that if she chooses to do so by signing this agreement slave has already given his consent dependant upon the following points: i) Mistress agrees that she will not 'date' another man or woman and that any encounters will be of a purely sexual nature ii) Slave will be involved throughout the process of finding a suitable candidate, will be given a chance to object to any candidate providing there are legitimate grounds. In this instance Mistress will take his views into account when making any decisions, but ultimately it will be Mistress's decision. iii) Slave will be present when the act takes place and will be expected to clean Mistress's pussy afterwards. If the other party is agreeable (male or female) then slave will be expected to clean/pleasure them also. iv) Mistress makes no guarantee that slave will be allowed to cum at this time. 14. Throughout the whole period of the agreement Mistress will expect slave to eat his cum whenever she allows him relief. Slave will comply without question, regardless of method, time or location. 16. Throughout the period of this contract Mistress can expect slave to worship any part of her body at any time, for however long she chooses. *Punishment: Mistress will decide a suitable punishment for transgressions during the chastity periods. These may include (but are not limited to) paddling, whipping, extension of the chastity period, cock and ball torment and intense anal stimulation (strap-on/butt plug/etc). Signed................................................................... (slave) Date....../....../............. Signed...................................................................(Mistress) Date....../....../............. Everything Has a Price Ch. 14 Author's note: Thanks for all your feedback I hope you have enjoyed this series. In future I will be submitting stories to literotica under the name 'Robert_Anthony'. I may decide to continue this story under that name, though it will be written from a different perspective. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I don't know how long I lay there, it must have been at least half an hour, but finally I heard Mistress's outside the door and knew that it was time to make my choice. The door opened and she came into the room. She said nothing, but placed her hand on my foot and slowly slid it up my leg until she came to my groin. She cupped my aching balls and squeezed them gently and then slid her hand around my cock and gently massaged it until it was rock hard once more. "Have you come to a decision slave?" My mouth was dry, and my voice cracked when I spoke. "Yes Mistress." "Good...." I heard her mount the bed and felt her straddling me once again, she lowered herself down over my face and asked me what I had chosen to do. "I.....can't sign the second contract Mistress, not yet... but I will sign the first one." "Are you sure that's what you want?" "Yes Mistress, I can't give up what we have now." "Even though you know it will eventually have to progress further..." "Yes Mistress." The truth was I didn't know for sure if that was ever really going to happen, or if it did, if I would be able to cope with it, so I figured the best thing to do was to play along for now and see what happened. "You have pleased me slave...and now it's finally time for your reward." I felt the blindfold being peeled off my head and when my eyes adjusted to the light, there, hanging right over my face, was Mistress's beautiful clean shaven pussy. I almost came just looking at it. "It's beautiful Mistress..." "Thank you slave." She slowly lowered herself onto my mouth so that I could lick her pussy for a while, before lifting off me and turning around. She stood over my head with her legs straight and bent at the waist so that she could reach my throbbing cock. I couldn't take my eyes off her pussy. Usually I would have been torn between staring at her gorgeous ass or her pussy but today there was only one thing on my mind. Not even her lovely tits hanging over my stomach could distract me from the thing I had been aching to see all week, if not for years! She started to pump my cock gently and I struggled to keep my eyes open as the feeling in my groin became more and more intense, within ten seconds I felt my balls begin to tighten and as she pumped harder and faster the inevitable orgasm surged closer and closer. "You may cum now slave," she said, in her best Mistress voice. I felt myself straining against my restraints and then the massive orgasm hit. I twisted and groaned over and over as Mistress pumped my cock, every spurt of hot cum sending another huge wave of pleasure through my body, until I literally couldn't take any more. I begged her to stop but she continued for a few more seconds until she was sure that she had drained me of every last drop of cum, and then, as if it was the most natural thing in the world she turned around and pushed her fingers into my mouth and told me to lick them clean. As I gulped great breaths of air I sucked my warm sticky spunk from her fingers and when they were clean she scooped up yet more cum from my stomach and fed it to me until she was satisfied that I had swallowed every last drop. As I sucked her fingers dry, she couldn't resist taunting me with what I could have had if I'd have been up to the challenge. "Mmm... if only you'd signed the other contract slave, then you'd be licking all that cum out of my beautiful shaved pussy, can you imagine how gorgeous it would look with all your thick white cum dripping out of it...hmm, you know I'm saving that for when you eventually give in don't you?" I moaned as she spoke, but I knew, as much as I longed to see her pussy dripping with my cum and to lick it from her silky hole, I simply wasn't ready to sign up for what she had proposed. Though I knew it was only a matter of time... Everything Has a Price Ch. 15 Author's note: I decided to give this story one more chapter, somewhat motivated by the comments left on the previous chapters. I must say I'm surprised at how strongly people feel about this subject and I'm also rather taken aback by how strongly people feel that they 'know' what the male character is thinking and what he really wants... Hope you enjoy this last chapter, I will be continuing the story in a sequel to be called 'Everything Still has a Price', which will be posted under my new name of Robert_Anthony in the not too distant future (hopefully). Please keep your feedback coming, I do enjoy receiving it (even if I don't always agree with it - haha) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ------------------------------------------------- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ------------------------------------------------- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - After the session we lay together in silence for what seemed like hours. There was an awkwardness in the air that I'd never felt between us before, each of us wanting to talk about 'it', but neither of us wanting to bring it up. Eventually she got up and went for a shower, leaving me alone to think things over. After a while I heard her shut the shower off and I got up to have my own shower, my balls felt completely drained and I doubted I would be getting hard again until at least tomorrow morning. When I finished my shower I got dressed and knowing that my wife was downstairs I kind of found a reason to stay upstairs for a while, putting off the inevitable 'discussion'. Finally I caved in and descended the stairs, finding my wife sitting in a chair reading a magazine as she waited for me. "You took your time," she observed. "Yes, I...." "Are you okay?" "Yes." "Are you sure?" "Err....yeah." I looked over at the dining table and saw a large envelope. Next to it lay a couple of stapled A4 pages, the contract I had agreed to sign. Having seen the contract, I decided to make good on my promise and make a point by walking straight up to it and signing it with the pen that lay next to it. I signed my name, clicked the top of the pen and placed it back down on the table. I was now under her (limited) control for the next six months. I didn't have a problem with that at all, after all, we hadn't been doing this that long yet, and while I did indeed fantasize about my orgasms being under her control 100%, maybe it was a bit soon to be completely giving up my wanking rights for a whole year? Regardless of this, I knew that we were going to have to have a serious talk about what had happened upstairs. - - - The rest of the day was a bit weird. Usually after a session like that the rest of the day was a blissfully mellow experience, but instead we were both tense and uneasy, which wasn't like us at all and grated horribly. Finally I decided to take the bull by the horns (no pun intended) and sat down next to her, my confidence bolstered by the large glass of scotch that I had just poured myself. "I think we need to talk," I began. She looked up at me and her eyes gave the impression that she was about to burst into tears. She nodded and bit her lip, looking very worried and nervous. "Are you okay?", I asked. She nodded softly, but it was pretty clear that she wasn't. I put down my glass and moved over to her, awkwardly wrapping my arms around her and giving her a long deep kiss. She used her arms to pull me closer and hugged me, a long deep sigh escaping her lips as she released the tension that had built inside her over the past few hours and days. It was a wonderful moment and neither wanted to let the other one go, so we stayed like that until I was so uncomfortable that I just had to move. I stood up and as I did she leaned forward and threw her arms around my waist, hugging me, her ear pressed against my groin. "Come on," I said. "Let's sit on the sofa together." She reluctantly let go and though she tried to turn her head away I could see she was crying a little. As she stood up I wiped her tears away and kissed her again. We skipped the sofa and decided to go back to bed, just for comforts sake. We lay under the duvet together, our bodies intertwined while my half-hard cock rubbed against the softness of her thigh. She reached down and gripped it, rubbing it until it became fairly hard (if not quite as hard as I would have liked) and then pushed me onto my back. I was a little worried that it would give up on me before I managed to cum again, but the sight of my beautiful wife riding me was enough to keep me going. I love it when she's on top as I absolutely adore looking up at her gorgeous body, and well... I'm sure any submissive man would agree, it's just the best! She leaned down and kissed me as she ground herself against me, my cock buried deep in her freshly shaven pussy. Far from worrying about keeping it up until I came, I was now fighting the urge to pump whatever meagre amount of cum remained in my balls into her silky smooth cunt. As I lay there my mind couldn't help but picture her lifting herself off me and dominantly depositing her cum filled slit on my mouth to lick clean. The mental image pushed me over the edge and I bucked sharply upwards as I felt my cum propelled along the length of my now extremely sensitive cock. My wife kissed me deeply as I came inside her, squeezing me dry with her cunt muscles until she felt my cock shrinking and slowly sliding out of her slippery hole. I tried to hide my disappointment that she didn't move up the bed and order me to lick her smooth pussy clean, even though I knew that wasn't on the agenda today, or apparently any day until I signed the second contract. It was only then I realised that I wasn't going to enjoy a cream pie for the next six months and it focussed my mind on the present. Once we'd got our respective breath's back, I turned onto my side to face her where she lay with he eyes closed. "So...", I said gently, wondering exactly how to go about starting a conversation like this. She opened her eyes and looked straight at me for a second before looking downwards, avoiding my gaze. "I love you," she blurted out suddenly. "I'm so sorry I lied to you about going to London, I don't know why I did it... I just went a little crazy. It all got too much, I got carried away..." The tears were filling her eyes once more and though I desperately wanted to wipe them away and kiss her again I knew we had to have this conversation and now she'd started I didn't want to do anything to compromise the momentum. "...I watched those video's and I just thought... and when you said those things about wanting to clean me after...after me having another man inside me and.... I just didn't know if you meant it or what and I know you want me to control your orgasms... and I came up with this idea that if I... if I gave you a choice that was really tough, I knew that if you agreed that then you must really want it..." She tailed off and looked up at me again, looking for some sign of reassurance. I smiled at her warmly and slid my hand slowly up her side, but said nothing. "...I know what I did was unfair, and deep down you probably hate me..." "I don't hate you," I interjected. "I love you, more than I ever have." She looked confused and relieved all at once and I pulled her closer to me. "But I don't think I've got it in me to cum a third time." The joke broke the awkwardness and she relaxed a little, squeezing herself closer to me, her hand moving down to softly caress my delicate balls. "Are you sure?" "Err, yes. Quite sure. I'm not as young as I once was you know..." "I know... do you remember when we first met, when we used to stay up all night fucking and then went to work on about two hours sleep. I can't believe we ever did that." "I know... it seems a long time ago doesn't it." We reminisced for a while, both of us happy to take a breather from the inevitable difficult conversation, but both of us painfully aware that we had eventually to come back to it. Finally we slipped into a slightly tense silence that increased in intensity with every passing second. Finally I broke the deadlock. "So what happens now?" "I don't know," she said. "You've signed the contract so I guess I have you for six months anyway..." "Yes, well I've got no problem with that." "But...." "But...." It seemed to me that she had painted herself (or perhaps more accurately us) into an impossible position. Ever since we had been dabbling in dominance and submission I had tried to impress on her the importance of sticking to her guns and never showing weakness. If a dominant threatens a penalty for some misdemeanour, it is entirely undermining if the threatened punishment is not carried out once that rule is broken. In a way she had quite skilfully negotiated that by making it clear that she might not take up the option to cuckold me, thereby threatening me with something that she might know full well she had no intention of ever doing and was actually under no obligation to pursue if she didn't want to. But this wasn't about whether or not she was going to whip me a dozen times or a hundred times, this wasn't some minor detail with no lasting consequences, this was a huge, potentially marriage threatening issue and not something that could be left to chance. "I do want you to control my orgasms," I said. "But, maybe not 100% just yet... I think it would be better to move towards it gradually. It's not fair on you to ask you to take the responsibility when I don't know for sure that I can cope with it." She looked at me, her eyes still a little red. "I do want to do it though, one day... if you still want me to." "I do want it, I really do... the thought of you having that control over me, is fucking mindblowing. But it's a big step to go from what we've just agreed to total control... and when we do that I want to be ready and 100% sure it's the right thing for us.... I paused for a moment. "...and even then I don't know if I'm willing to trade that for allowing you to cuckold me." "I know..." she said. I waited for her to continue, but whatever else she wanted to say was seemingly not forthcoming and we fell into silence again. I had hoped that this conversation would lead to the scrapping of the cuckolding part of the second contract, leaving the way open for me to give her 100% control of my orgasms when the time was right, but somehow it didn't seem to be going that way. "So..." I prompted finally. She looked up at me obviously trying very hard to control her emotions. "I love you more than anything in the world..." she said with a slight tremor in her voice. "...and I won't ever force you to sign it, I should never have suggested that I would...I'm really sorry about that...but if you really want me to take control of your orgasms and control you 100% then..." She looked down again, her head leaning against my chest, unable to finish the sentence. Despite everything, as I lay there with her head pressed against my chest, I felt my cock start to stir into life again and my mind filled with images of my beautiful wife's pussy, hanging over my mouth and dripping with another man's cum. I still didn't know if I could cope with it, and maybe I never would... but maybe I'd never have to. Everything Has a Price Ch. 01 "And you agree to all my terms?" "Yes, yes Mistress. I agree to... all your terms..." I had almost completely lost control. "Then cum slave, cum for your Mistress!" She pumped me hard and fast and in barely a few seconds I watched as my spunk started to spurt out and splatter across her delicious chest. It seemed never ending, the cum just kept pumping out of me in huge ropes, and she was determined to drain me of every last morsel. "That's it slave, empty your balls for me...and make the most of it!" The lustful cruelty in her voice spurned me on to dig deeper still and expel the very last dregs of cum from my aching balls. As she milked the last drops of spunk from my sensitive cockhead onto her right nipple the reality hit me that I was now in chastity for the next twenty eight days. She looked up at me and smiled evilly. "Now," she said, leaning back on her outstretched arms. "Taste your devotion, and as you lick me clean, think about what the next four weeks is going to feel like." I bent down and licked the first drops of cum from her breast, feeling lightheaded at the fulfilment of two fantasies in one moment. I didn't know what to say, or how to thank her for what she was doing for me, so I simply uttered "I love you Mistress," between licks and swallows. "I hope you still love me in four weeks..." she said as she watched me lick her clean. "...when your jaw aches almost as much as your balls, because I am going to make it everything you ever dreamt of and more." "I will Mistress..." I finished licking her breasts clean and moved down to her stomach to clean up the stray drops of cum that had dripped there. Mistress moaned as I moved lower and placed her hand on my head, pushing me down between her legs and allowing me to eat her pussy for the first time that day. "Mmm, that's it slave, worship my gorgeous pussy and make me cum." I relished the taste of her beautiful slit, swallowing her juices and stimulating her with my fingers and tongue until she wrapped her fishnet clad legs around my head pulling me closer to her and then bucked wildly against me until she pushed my head away from her over-sensitive clit. I looked up and saw her beautiful, contented face and knew that this month was going to be the best month of my life. Little did I know that it was also the start of something else as well. To be continued...