“Well, now as my final gift to you I’m going to grant that wish. And since you’ve just proven that you can’t be trusted not to come without permission, I’m going to have to take the matter out of your hands.”
I opened my hand then, and showed him the shiny steel c**k-cage I’d used his money to purchase. His red-rimmed eyes bugged wide upon seeing it, and he made some foolish protest that the ball-gag garbled into unintelligibility. Laughing wickedly at his consternation, I fitted that implacable chastity device over his genitals, tightened the manacle about the base and used a tiny silver key to lock it in place. Then I strung the key on a fine-link chain and hung it around my neck, where it glittered prettily, tantalizingly between my breasts.
