Peace through submission

When Griffin woke up the next morning, Melody was already up and had left the bedroom. Sitting next to him instead... was the chastity belt, his dog collar that he kept in a bag in the closet, and a note. She had let slip the last Sunday after getting home from her night with Greg that she had a desire to see him in the belt. He gave a defeated sigh, knowing that this was part of her plan to help him relax. He didn't see how it would, but she was his owner and he would trust her. He picked up the note and read it.

**I expect my wolfie to come downstairs wearing nothing but his collar and the belt. I will have breakfast ready, but the rest of the day will be spent serving me.**

With a grumble, Griffin began to strip down. Once naked he put on the collar and hesitated. He had a war of emotions about the chastity belt. Part of him felt it would be hot to wear it and submit to her, but another part felt like it made him less of a man. He knew in his heart that wasn't true and that Melody loved him just as much, if not more, than she ever had. He took a moment to clear the darker thoughts from his head and then put the belt on and locked it.

As he descended the stairs, he could hear Melody humming happily in the kitchen. He walked in to find her wearing a set of red lace panties and bra with a matching garter belt and stockings, as well as high heels. She smiled at him as she pulled the last of the bacon and eggs off the stove. He noticed that as she gave him a good look from head to toe that her eyes lingered lustfully on his crotch.

"There's my wolfie! Now, sit yourself down and have a good meal. Afterwards, you will be having a busy day."

Griffin took a seat, find the belt to be a little uncomfortable with the back part riding up his ass a bit and pulling tighter on his crotch. Ever since he had walked in and saw Melody in her sexy lingerie, he had been desperately trying to focus elsewhere and not get a raging hard on. He was having mixed results. The belt was uncomfortable and as his cock got harder, it was a bit painful. That made it somewhat easier to not be hard, but then at the same time, Melody was making a show of sashaying over with his food to draw attention to her hips and thighs. She knew he had a thing for legs and thighs, especially when they were wrapped in stockings and had a garter belt. Once she had served him and got her own food, she sat down across from him.

"Dig in Wolfie!"

"Yes Miss."

They ate in silence, but he saw her eyes roaming his body. She was hungry, but more for him than the food. That made him feel more secure in a way. Even after the rough sex she had been having lately, she really did still desire him. His cock twitched at the thoughts he was starting to have, and he fought to change his focus to his food. The eggs were scrambled in a way that made them light and fluffy just like he liked and the bacon was perfectly crispy. She had added some cheese to the eggs while whipping them up. She smiled at him as that realization dawned on him and he thanked her for the added cheesy goodness.

"I know you love your cheese Wolfie. But it comes at a cost. You are going to be paying me back for it later."

He shivered and felt his cock throb again, painfully straining against the mesh leather cup that cradled his cock. He had barely finished his last bite when she stood and grabbed the plates and took them to the sink. She gave him a little "Follow me" gesture with her finger and he followed her to the living room. She had made a few small preparations before he had woke up that morning, so Griffin was surprised to find that the coffee table had been moved further back from the couch. On the stand beside the couch rested an empty glass, with a bucket of ice and a chilled bottle of wine sitting behind it. On the floor in front of the couch was a makeshift padding of blankets. Melody walked to the couch and sat down next to the stand and took the glass in her left hand, holding it out to be filled.

"Yes Miss," he answered the unspoken command. Griffin walked over to the wine bottle and opened it before carefully filling her glass.

"Good boy. Now, your Miss loves these heels, but they just hurt her feet too much." She had taken the time while speaking to cross one leg over the other and used the raise foot to rub at his cupped cock with the tip of her heel. "Why don't you take them off for me and give my feet a little massage."

It sounded like a question, but sultry tone of voice made it clear that it was an order. He fought back moan of mixed pleasure and pain, barely managing to growl "Yes Miss," as he lowered himself to his knees onto the blankets. Griffin carefully unbuckled the heels and slipped them off her feet, fighting back the pain of lust as she gave a husky moan as he removed them. He started with her left foot, the one that she had raised to rub at his cock before. Griffin used his thumbs to press and massage the bottom of her foot, fighting to keep his focus. Melody wasn't making it easy, giving lust filled sighs and moans to purposefully tease him as he skillfully worked his magic on her foot. She gave it five minutes and then made him stop to switch which leg was crossed so he could work the other. After another five minutes, his hands were starting to ache a bit from the massage, but he was trying not to stop. Melody though had sensed the change in how much pressure he was able to apply. This was what she had been waiting for.

"You know what Wolfie? I think your hands need a break. Why don't you help me with these stockings and you can use your mouth instead."

Again, it wasn't a request, even if it was worded that way. Griffin's lust was growing more and more, his cock straining against the mesh cup. This was pure ****, but oh so sweet and fulfilling. He couldn't believe that he was feeling so relaxed at the moment, even with how much pain his cock was in. He started to lean up her to unlatch the stockings from the garter belt but found his head suddenly shoved down and his nose shoved between her thigh. The crotch of her panties were wet against his nose. unconsciously he breathed deeply, letting the scent of her musk work his brain into mush. He opened his mouth to lick at her soaked panties, but she pulled him up by his hair.

"Silly Wolfie, that's not for you. At least not yet. You have to earn it." She had this innocent look on her face as if she hadn't just shoved his head down. When he gave needy whine, she pet him gently and said "Soon my pet."

Barely able to focus, Griffin resumed his earlier work and unlatched her stockings, first sliding off the right one and then the left before moving back to working on her feet. He started to gently kiss, starting at her heel before working his way up to her toes. He kissed each one, but one he got to her big toe, she pressed it to his lips. He opened his mouth and allowed her to slide it into his mouth and over his tongue.

"Such a good boy," she said before draining the remains of her wine and pouring another glass. She began slowly working the toe in and out of his mouth, pressing more in each time until he had the tips of some of her other toes in as well. He felt his mind getting foggy with lust and let her fuck his mouth her toes. He no longer cared about the strain on his cock and one hand was now fondling himself through the cup. Melody took notice and removed her foot from his mouth and presented him with her other foot. Her right foot, now free of his mouth, moved his hand aside to rub his crotch while he began bathing her foot with his tongue. He lost himself in pleasuring her feet and feeling his cock being rubbed through the cup. Griffin had no idea how long he was at it, and wasn't ready to stop, but soon found her pulling away from him. He looked up at her hurt, only to find her now standing in front of him instead of sitting, still sipping from her glass.

"Take them off," was all she said, but he understood. Slowly, carefully he pulled down her panties and let her step out of them. Before he could ask what next, Melody had grabbed his hair and once more shoved his face into her crotch. This time there was no question of being allowed to touch. Moaning submissively, he went to work at his task. First he found her clit and lapped at it as if he hadn't had a drink in weeks and she was a pool of water. The little bud tasted sweet to him and her moans drove him onward. When he moved down to truly drink deeply from her, Melody pushed him harder, forcing his tongue deep into her honey pot. Griffin feasted upon her pussy as if it was the last meal he would ever have. His tongue buried deep and dancing for her pleasure until finally her legs gave out as she screamed from a powerful orgasm. Afterwards she sat on the couch with his head resting on her leg, petting him.

"So good. Such a good boy. No one has ever eaten me like that Wolfie. We will have to do that again."

"Yes Miss."

"Now... Get up on the couch beside me. We aren't done."

He did as she asked, and she clicked on the tv. His head rested on her shoulder as she pulled a spare key off the stand beside her wine bucket. She reached down and unlocked his belt before tossing it on the coffee table. Griffin gave a sigh of relief as his cock was finally allowed some freedom. He started to reach for it, but she told him no. They sat there together enjoying a movie as she took over. She took him in her hand and began to stroke his cock. She was slow, almost tortuously so after having been confined like that. He felt on edge, like he could cum at any moment, but the pace she set was keeping him just out of reach of his climax. It wasn't until the end of a movie just over two hours long that she finally drained her third glass of wine and then dove onto his cock. She sucked him hard and deep, and when he moaned he was about to cum, she let him slide down her throat to cum. She pulled off of him after milking every ounce of cum out of him and gave him that same dreamy smile he had seen from her time with Greg.

"Feel better Wolfie?"

"Yes Miss."

"Good. Now just relax. No more tension or orders today. Just be my pet. And if you get all your work done tomorrow, you can put your next load in my tight little pussy."

That next day, Griffin worked like a man possessed, finishing his work and getting the final draft approved by lunch time. When Melody returned home from work, He saw to it that she kept her promise.