More control and submission

George’s sleep was uncomfortable. The cuff on his shaft kept stimulating him. It felt heavy on his cock. As he dozed, he became aroused, and as he hardened, it bit into his flesh. When he finally woke, he was tired, and Abbey was not in bed with him.

He climbed out of bed, feeling the weight of his wife’s gift. He paused a moment, ‘gift’ he thought. It was how he felt about it, that it was a gift. He moaned at the thought. His cock was locked in a metal, toothed band. He stood in front of the bedroom mirror and looked at it for the first time.

It was almost seamless, only a faint line where it joined. There was no visible latch, no lock.

He pulled on his satin robe and went looking for Abbey. Downstairs he found her making coffee. “Morning, I hope you slept well.”

He shrugged, “I’m still getting used to the weight of this thing,” he said, parting his robe to show her the cuff.

“You will need to for a while yet,” she said as she handed him a cup of coffee. “I have many more plans yet.”

He kissed her, “I can’t believe everything we did last night,” he said.

She laughed, “Oral, a sexy slide, nothing we haven’t done before.”

He smiled, “Yeah, because you have fed me your birth control pills before while teasing me about possibly fucking other people?”

Abbey laughed, “Oh, you think that was playing? You are the one who started telling me you wanted me to fuck other men.”

He groaned, “I guess you are right but are you really going to?”

She smiled, “I gave you the chance at vetoing any of the content of your fetish stories. Can I ask why you didn’t?”

He kissed her again before sipping some coffee, “I, we, it. Well.” He lost his words.

“You should get ready for work. You slept in and will be late if you are not careful.” She told him, “Oh, and you will have some more surprises coming up.”

He was frustrated as he got ready for work. He didn’t know what to think, and he didn’t know how it would all affect them. He was still thinking about it all when Jasmine came into his office with the day’s schedule. She was wearing a long tube dress. Her black hair let out in its full texture, standing out around her head like a halo.

“Good morning George.” She said, closing the door behind her. “I have your schedule today, a few messages for you, and I also have been asked by Abbey to check that you are still wearing her present, and if you are, I am supposed to give you a reward.”

George dropped the pen he was holding, “Sorry? Um, Abbey told you?”

She nodded, “Yes, she said that you would understand.”

He shook his head, “In all honesty, I haven’t understood for almost a day now. Can I ask, what is the reward?”

Jasmine shook her head, “No, I have been told that if you are still wearing your gift to give you your reward, but to not tell you any more until then.”

George blushed, “I can’t believe Abbey recruited you into this. You can tell her that I am still wearing her gift.”

Jasmine shook her head. “Abbey told me that I have to see that you are still wearing it.”

George gagged on nothing, “You can’t be serious? I can’t show you that. You are my assistant.”

Jasmine smiled, “And Abbey has decided to pay me to be your handler as well.”

“My handler?” he said in astonishment?

She shrugged, “Should I tell her that you refused?”

He hesitated, “No,” he relinquished. He took a deep breath, “I made an agreement with Abbey, and apparently, she brought you in on it.” He stood up and looked towards the door before he unbuckled his belt. “I can’t believe I am doing this.” He unzipped and parted his pants. “Happy?” he asked, showing her the cuff around his cock and blushing ferociously.

Jasmine smiled and nodded. Then to George’s surprise, she ran the zipper of her dress down to her belly and flashed him her breasts. They were petite, nicely shaped, dark nipples pierced. “Holy shit,” George said.

He couldn’t help but start to become aroused. She looked down at his hardening cock. “Not bad. Keep behaving, and there will be more rewards.” She said before sipping her dress back up. “Oh, and Abbey wanted me to let you know that she is going to be late tonight. Don’t ask why.”

George shook his head as he pushed his cock back into his pants, wincing slightly as the sharp teeth bit into his flesh.