You sit down at the table and eat

Bunny made a slightly heartier meal of pan-seared beef cutlets and pasta, matching your day of physical labor, with wine for Shonda and water for yourself and Bunny. This evening's dinner passes quickly and quietly, with Shonda opting to not initiate a dinner conversation. You finish your dinner quickly, and sit quietly waiting for Shonda to finish hers, which she seems to enjoy doing slowly.

Shonda is last to finish, and Bunny clears the table while Shonda leads you back upstairs with the leash. She leads you into her bedroom, saying, "since you've been such a good boy, and this is your last night here, I'm going to let you sleep in my bed with me tonight. That way, you get to see me and Bunny's nighttime ritual and how Bunny sleeps, too." Shonda chuckles, saying, "for now, lay on your back, boy, and rest your head on your arms".

You get on Shonda's large, soft, bed, and lay down as directed. Shonda, still naked as she has been the entire day, goes to her vanity and gets a bottle. She carries it back to the bed, crawls on it to kneel next to you, and pouring something in her hands begins to massage your back and shoulders.

You groan quietly, enjoying the feeling of Shonda's strong, expert hands working your muscles. She says, "I worked through college as a massage therapist...and before you ask, yeah, I gave happy endings to select clients who were good tippers. Naughty me," she says, chuckling. She admits, "I was already doing my dom shit then, tugging a dick on a massage table for money's the same as tugging a dick tied to a bed for money, either way you gotta wash your hands after. Got me where I am today, and I'll be retired before I'm forty, too."

"Yes ma'am," you say, not sure how else to respond. Shonda slowly, lovingly, works out all the kinks and knots in your back, and at some points it hurts, and you yelp and tense. Shonda shushes you, talking you through the harder moments, with a slight sadistic edge to her voice telling you she actually enjoys doing it.

Shonda says, "this isn't all eating pussy, fucking, getting tied up and beaten, sitting around all day with your dick in a cage, and doing manual labor. Subs gotta get love, too." She works her way down to your lower back and sides, continuing working knots and kinks out as she finds them. She moves on to your thighs and calves, then your feet, and back up to your arms.

After, she has you turn and lay on your back. She moves onto your chest, and stomach. Your cock throbs inside the cage, continuing to leak, and you feel a backup of fluids in your lower abdomen as blueballs set in. She continues massaging down your pelvis, and down your upper thighs, and you feel as if you could fall asleep right here and now if it weren't for the aggravation of your chastity cage.

Shonda says, "all right honey, I'm gonna do something now and I'm gonna need your help. I want you to pull your legs up to your chest, and hold them apart with your arms. Like you're a woman getting fucked missionary." Her description sounds a bit humiliating which makes your cheeks flush, but you do as she says, leaving you in a very submissive and exposed position.

She pours more of the massage oil in her hands, and rubs them together. She places one hand on your lower belly just over your groin, pressing down with the palm of her hand, and with her other hand she reaches below your balls and begins to feel around your perineum. You yelp and your eyes grow wide, and Shonda says, "don't worry honey, I'm not gonna stick my fingers up your ass. But this is gonna feel like you have to pee, and when it does, relax and let it happen."

She presses two fingers in, and probes not entirely gently. It feels uncomfortable but doesn't hurt, and suddenly you jerk your hips as you feel a heavy pressure in your lower abdomen and the sudden urge to pee, just as Shonda said. You relax, and as and she rubs her fingers against that spot, you feel a surge of fluid flow out of your penis. It's as if you were cumming, but you don't feel the sharp pleasure and contractions of orgasm, nor the release of it.

You groan and gasp, but remain in the position. Every time Shonda presses her fingers into that spot and moves her hands, you feel less and less fluid flow out of your penis, dribbling down your weighted balls and onto Shonda's hand. Finally nothing comes out, and your blueballs feel immensely better while your cock shrinks down to nothing inside the cage.

Shonda lifts her hand to show you, and you see a sticky mess of whitish fluid coating it. "Feel better, honey?" Shonda asks.

"Yes ma'am," you say, relieved and slightly confused. She responds, "I milked your prostate is all. Stops blueballs and you don't get to cum. In fact you're probably not getting hard for a lot longer than you would if you had cum at all." Shonda gets up and walks to the bathroom, saying, "stay right there and don't move".

You obey her, and you hear her washing her hands. She returns with a hand towel, and she wipes up the mess from your groin, the crack of your butt, and your thighs. She gives your exposed butt a slap, and says, "go ahead and lay down, I'm going to get Bunny for bed". She leaves the bedroom, and a minute later walks back in with the pierced and caged man.

Shonda bends over the side of the bed, and almost as if by rote, Bunny kneels behind her with her hands behind his back. He leans forward, putting his face against her pussy. You can't see what he's doing from this angle, but you see his head moving slightly, indicating he's eating her pussy. Shonda rests her head on her arms, and it takes a few minutes before she begins to moan slightly.

After a few minutes, her moans start getting louder, and Bunny's head moves a bit more quickly as Shonda begins to slowly gyrate and move her hips. Shonda says quietly, "yeah...that's it..." moaning louder now, moving her hips a bit faster.

Bunny's head quickly bobs and down, as Shonda moans out, "almost...almost..." and she cries out, twitching her hips and arching her back a bit. Bunny keeps moving his head as Shonda twitches and gasps, and doesn't stop until Shonda quiets down and says, "that's enough, Bunny...that's enough..."

Bunny sits up, his face slippery and glistening from Shonda's lubrication, and gives each cheek of Shonda's ass a kiss before saying, "thank you, mistress". He stands, and walks to to the unlocked, slatted, door. He opens it, and you briefly see a second walk-in wardrobe to match the other, with a twin bed in it. Bunny shuts the door behind him.

Shonda takes a minute to compose herself, and walks over to the door. She says, "goodnight Bunny," and you hear, "goodnight, mistress" from the other side. Shonda locks the door, and returns to the bed. She turns the lights off, slides into bed, pulling up the covers to her waist, and pats the bed next to her. She says, "come on, boy".

"Yes, ma'am," you say, and lay next to her over the sheets. Shonda turns onto her side and wraps her arm around you, her ample bosom resting on your own arm.