Head to work

No matter how much you tell yourself you will resist Colonel Hancock’s games, the large bulge in the front of you dress pants says otherwise. You quick jerk off before leaving for work, but halfway there, the bulge it back.

As soon as you enter the office, she looks at you with a raised eyebrow. “Airman Doe,” she says, her voice low and soft. “What is that in your pants?” She steps closer to you.

“I... I am trying not to have it,” you stammer, knowing how bad that sounds. “It won’t go away.” She places her hand on your cock through your pants. You flinch slightly at the touch but didn’t move away from her hand.

“Well did you try masturbating, Airman?” She asks curtly.

You look up at her, your face flushing with embarrassment and arousal. “I... yes, ma’am,” you admit. Her touch is sending waves of pleasure through your body, making it harder to think straight. “But I can’t seem to get rid of it.”

“Come into my office,” she instructs you, as she release her grip from your member.

She opens the closest in her office and you hear her rummage around for a bit before she steps back out.

“Okay Airman Doe, drop your pants,” she commands.

Your heart beats faster as you follow her instructions, undoing your belt, unbuttoning your slacks, sliding them down over your hips, and stepping out of them. You pause for just a moment before grabbing onto the waistband of your boxers and pulling them down too. You feel **** standing there with your dick at full attention.

You shake with anticipation as she approaches, her authority radiating like a beacon. The cool air caresses your bare skin as you stand before her, your throbbing cock jutting defiantly against your will.

Her hand closes around your shaft, squeezing gently yet firmly. You let out a soft moan at the sensation, but she doesn’t miss a beat in her inspection of your manhood. She examines it thoroughly, running her fingers along its length and around the head before reaching for the device in her hand.

You gasp as you see what it is - a small metal cage, adorned with a gleaming padlock. Your eyes widen in fear at the thought of being confined like this, but there’s no escape. She steps closer, her breasts grazing your chest as she reaches for your balls. You hold your breath as she grips them firmly and slides a ring over them.

Then she tries to **** your cock into the little metal cage. But it won’t go on, as you are as hard as you’ve ever been, and much bigger than the cage, so you think it doesn’t have much of a chance of fitting. But she keeps pushing, and changing the angle, and somehow eventually makes it fit. She holds it in place with one hand, and with the other pops the padlock through.

“Not so big now,” she smirks, stepping back to admire her handiwork. Your cock strains against the confining metal bars, **** for release but finding none. She continues to taunt you with her body, unbuttoning her blouse slowly as your eyes drink in every inch of her.

“Now be a good Airman and get back to work,” she commands, and you scurry away like a caged animal. Your thoughts are consumed by the feeling of restriction around your cock, the constant ache for release that seems so far out of reach. As you sit at your desk, your mind wanders back to her lithe form.

Your focus is split between the work at hand and the aching need in your groin. Time seems to stand still as you struggle against the confines of both your metal prison and the demands of your job. The clock ticks ever slower, each minute an agonizing eternity until finally, you’ve completed your tasks.

With shaking hands, you knock on her door and once commanded, you enter her office once more and place the completed reports on her desk. She looks up from where she sits, eyes glinting with mischief as she undoes a button on her blouse. “Well done, Airman,” she purrs, “Now drop them!”

Without hesitation you drop your pants and boxers. She reaches out and runs her fingers up your thigh toward your caged member. Her touch sends shockwaves of desire through you, but it’s nothing compared to the feeling of release as she unlocks the cage and frees your cock from its confinement. It springs forth instantly, throbbing with anticipation.

“That’s enough for today,” she says, her voice thick with arousal. “But remember, Airman - obedience is always rewarded.” And with that, she steps away, leaving you to get dressed and head home.