Grace returns in three hours and finds Bob with tears running down his face, fists clenched at his side and c**k dripping and throbbing at half-mast.
“I see you’ve been a good boy. My friends at dinner enjoyed the diversion on their I Pads while waiting to be served. I think I may have new clients for my sexy manservant.” Looking at his misery, she feels more confident he will be hers forever. “I’ll let you wear the bikini while manservanting as long as my clients demand it. Now, you’ve got three hours of work to catch up on.” She re-installs the c**k cage and he thanks her, not sure if it’s for the bikini permission later or for the cage now.
From this point on, whenever she gets the feeling his self-confidence is increasing, she has him do another three hours of controlling himself in
