‘He actually got more than he desired. I locked him up in a cage and have denied him any s****l satisfaction since then. He always wanted to jerk-off after every session, but he hasn’t blown his worthless rocks since that fateful night of his permanent surrender.’
‘Holy s**t!’ I exclaimed. ‘Why would anyone want that?’
‘I have no idea. It was a s****l thing I guess,’ she chuckled, ‘but several times he has asked for it to end. I merely show him the contract that he wrote and signed, telling me that if I ever ended his extreme bondage and servitude, I must surrender everything that he had previously signed over to me. Like that is ever going to happen!
‘I give him what he wanted. So, there’s an old adage that comes to mind. You should give it a lot of thought.’
‘What’s that, Mistress?’
