American Lawyer Expat and our chastity session

Let me tell you about a submissive that recently requested a chasity play session with me. Adam, an American Lawyer wrote to me on Fetlife seeking to be to under absolute my control.

Adam sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed on me as I step into the hotel room. The click of the door behind me echoes through the spacious room, and I see you swallow hard, his Adam's apple bobbing with anticipation. "Lucy," he say, my name a breathless whisper on his lips. "I'm not sure what to expect, but I'm ready."

I grin, my eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, you should be," I reply, my voice a sultry purr. I hold up the chastity device, watching as his eyes widen slightly.

His cock already beginning to grow, already straining against his pants, eager for the torment to begin. I motion for him to undress. He complies. Once he’s naked, I secure the metal chastity device, watching as his dick, now caged, throbs. I can feel the heat radiating off of him, the anticipation thick in the air.

“I know you can't get off until I say so…I won't be giving you any time soon, either”. I grin wickedly as I retrieve a large glass container from a hidden drawer. He watch, bewildered, as I hold it up, its contents unknown to him.

"I have a little something planned for you," I say, my voice dripping with amusement. I move to the bathroom and fill the container, then return to you. His eyes widen as he witnesses the stream of piss splashing against the glass.

I set the container on the table, a satisfied smile on my face. "Understanding your limits is vital," I say, my voice soft as I watch you squirm with anticipation—exhilaration mixed with dread. His dick is trapped and useless, and he know he can't do anything about it. I lock the container away in a freezer, sealing his fate…a wicked grin on my face..

Minutes pass like hours. I can see the sweat beading on his forehead as I finally return, a triumphant smile on my face. I hold up the massive block of piss ice, the key to his freedom frozen within…

"Now, my pet," I command playfully, "we must find a way to retrieve the key." I watch as his eyes dart around the room, his mind racing with ideas. “I have a plan, though, one that will push you to your limits…”

I move behind him and place, a thick ball gag in my hand. I force it into your mouth, the thick rubber stretching his lips. I grip his chin, my fingers digging into his flesh as I adjust it, the straps biting into your skin. "There," I say, satisfaction evident in my voice. "Let's see how well you can behave with that in your mouth."

With precise movements, I tie him to the bedposts, his arms stretched out wide. He begins struggle, but they hold firm. I take a moment to admire the sight before me—a naked man, gagged and bound, his dick caged and useless. I can see the precum beading at the tip, a testament to your arousal. I know his already fighting to keep control, his body on edge.

I lean down, my breath hot against your ear. "You're mine to do with as I please," I whisper, my voice a sultry promise. "And I plan to enjoy every fucking minute of it."

I start with a slow massage, my hands kneading his muscles, feeling them tense beneath my touch. I know his already so close to the edge. He can't move, but him can still moan. I know he can't stop himself. I move lower, my fingers teasing the sensitive skin just above his chastity device. I feel his body tense, his muscles rippling beneath my touch.

I move around the bed, positioning myself between his legs. I can see his dick throbbing, straining against the confines of the chastity device. I lean down, my breath hot against his inner thigh. "You want to come so badly, don't you?" I ask, my voice a wicked tease. I can feel his body tremble, his cock twitching in response.

I run my fingers lightly over his inner thighs, teasingly, I can see I’m driving the poor boy wild. While he can't move, but he can still moan. HE can't stop yourself. He’s so close to the edge, his body trembling with need. I lean down, my breath hot against his ear.

"You want to come so badly, don't you?" I ask, my voice a wicked laugh. “Well that’s never going to happen” and with that I leave the room.. him there alone