Shortly after he texts me that picture, my phone rings. I answer.“Does this entice you to

Shortly after he texts me that picture, my phone rings. I answer.“Does this entice you to come home early Sir?”“…God, how on earth did you come up with that pose? It highlights everything I love about your body - your thick thighs, narrow waist, and angular chest. You are far too special to ever wear clothes again, I am pleased you are obeying my rules by being nude around the house…”“Oh I couldn’t wear clothes sir, everything presses against my trapped little nub and I get so unbearably horny knowing it’s there!”“Mmm well your balls are bright pink, the eye goes right to them. I bet if I took you out in public, it’s the first thing people would notice.”“That…that would be humiliating, Sir.”I snicker. “Yes, but seeing you so embarrassed while dripping so much would be erotic.”“Do you command me to do that Sir?”I pause. “No, because we did not discuss public displays yet. Our contract only covers in-home play. Besides, you are still new to chastity, it’s not good to over-whelm a boi too much.”“Thank you for being a considerate Master, Sir,” he sighs in relief.“Mm. Well, also, once you’ve been locked in there long enough you won’t be able to walk down the street without wanting to suck and service every cock in sight, and I haven’t leash trained you yet so…”“…Sir, I cannot tell if you’re joking.” I chuckle. “Before you called me, were you dreaming of sucking my cock or riding it hard?”“…I was thinking of both,” he admits, “ I was thinking of this morning when you rolled over and just had me, your balls smacking against mine, I never felt so owned, so helpless! It was so hard to remember I don’t get release anymore when you fuck me, but damn it’s better that way…” I hear a faint clicking in the background; I know what it is. “Boi stop trying to masturbate through your device and put the lock back under the rubberband. Do not spoil yourself or I will be very displeased you.”The noise stops. “Sorry sir, I’m so horny, it’s fogging up my brain.”“Are your chores done?”“Yes sir.”“I cannot get off early today, boy, but you also need to learn patience. I want you to get a piece of lined paper and on the front write: I will not seduce my Master at work. Then, on the back, I want you to write: I am a beautiful, chaste boi and I am proud of it. Then, you can play with your vibrator until I get home, but you must stop if you start to drip cum.”“Oohh my vibrator, thank you Sir, it’ll feel so good. - but I won’t start playing with it until I complete your assignment, I swear. And I won’t rush.”“I know. You’re a good boi, even if you do try to push the limits sometimes.”I receive another photo through text message. It’s a close up of his bulging testicles.“Did you get that photo Sir?”“Yes, boi.”“You think with balls like that I wouldn’t try to push the limits?”“I expect you to push a little, but your balls are going to be like that for a while. You better just get used to it, boi. I also can’t have you sexting me pictures of you every day because I will get nothing done at work if that’s the case. You know, like now.” “Sorry Sir, I’ll let you go now,” he says, but he doesn’t sound sorry at all. He sounds impish and playful.“Good. And when I get home, I want you waiting for me in the foyer with your feet spread and hands behind your back. I want to come in the door and cup you between the legs for my welcome home kiss.”“Yes Sir.”“Good bye, boi.”“Bye Sir.” He hangs up. I stare at the papers and sigh. Fuck, I’m hard anyway. I scroll back through the two pictures again. Jesus, that boi…I want that ass but I need to give him time to complete his writing assignment. I lock my office door then settle back into my chair, unzip my pants, and masturbate to him. If I don’t clear my head, these papers are never going to get reviewed. _____________Text is fictional. -- source link

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