Denial and submission

It was surprisingly hard to be left in arousal night after night. Hailey had the body of a model, and she was well aware of it, which seemed to make it more enjoyable for her to deny me sex. She seemed to enjoy prancing around our apartment half naked. I couldn't hide my admiration from her, and she loved it. The thing was, she hated that I was wasting my cum by masturbating. I tried telling her that I was frustrated and unsatisfied, but she made me choose between either no jerking off or she'd have me sleep on the sofa. I reluctantly chose to stop masturbating. I just couldn't resist being near her, feeling her warmth, having her hand stroke through my hair as I caress her juicy pussy with my eager tongue. The smell of it was irresistable, making me go numb as she squirts her juices all over my face and mouth. Even though eating her out did sate my lust for quite some time, I just couldn't hold it back any longer

"Listen uhm.. Hailey? Could I ask you a question?" I wasn't sure whether I'd get a better chance, now was as good of a time as any. I mean, I might aswell catch her off guard now that we're watching some mind numbing real housewives show

"Hm? What is it babe? Ready for round two or something?" She snickered to herself

"As much as I'd like to, it's not that actually. I was just wondering... when are we gonna take the next step? You know, sex?" I was surprised as to how nervous I was. My heart was beating fast and I started to question whether this was a good idea or not.

"Where'd that come from?" She chuckled, "We do have sex don't we? Or have you forgotten about every single night that we've slept in the same bed together?" Her tone made it sound as if it was obvious, like my question was stupid and completely out of place. What she said certainly made me doubt myself. I couldn't really argue with her, but I knew that I never really got off. I had to say something, but she intervened before I could respond

"You know what? I have an idea. If you aren't fulfilled with the sex we have, why don't we change it up a bit?" She sounded cheerful, and I felt the same way. But little did I know, she had only initiated the second phase of her plan.

"Don't you think it would be more rewarding if you'd have to earn your way to fulfillment? You see I have a device, it's called a chastity cage. The premise of it is to lock your penis in a cage to prevent erections, and minimize touch." Her explination sounded sort of bizzare, but the way she said it made it seem harmless.

"I know it might sound scary, but I promise that it'll help you with your little problem. Aaaand it'll give me full control of your cock." Her voice was so convincing and sensual. The thought of surrendering myself to her sent shivers up and down my spine. And the way her hand masterfully traced the sensetive skin of my inner thigh almost sent me over the edge.

It took some time for me to take in all her words. She had just turned my question to let me fuck her into having my cock locked into a cage, which would **** me to 'earn' an orgasm. I simply lowered my gaze and sunk into thought...

"Don't worry babe, you will love it. All my friends say that their boyfriends aaalways thank them after they agree to it." She met my eyes as I raised my head. Something was strange though. In all my time dating Hailey, we had never met her friends or heard from them. It was the same for her parents. I'd never met any of them. As a matter of fact, I didn't know that much about her personal life or where she came from. I only knew that she had recently moved into my town as she was looking for work. I was surprised that she gave me her number the first time she met me, which was at the coffee shop down the street. We talked, but she asked more questions than I was comfortable with. They ranged from whether I was a virgin to what my prefered position in a relationship was, it made me pretty uneasy. Despite this, I took a liking to her, and she to me. One thing led to another and she suddenly gave me her number.

I then though to myself, 'What the hell, if she's so confident that this will fix our sexlife then why not'. "S-sure babe. I trust you. But promise me that this is for both of us." She simply smirked and got up and headed for our bedroom