F/m Day Fourteen

Wow, you made two whole weeks with a locked up cock. Good for us. I think I've earned a little reward for my hard work.

****, fetch me some champagne and a glass. No, you can't have any. You're already having the delightful **** you said you wanted at the start of the month.

But since you're being so obedient, I will let you look at the key. It's still where it belongs, on my necklace and hanging between my tits. You really want it, don't you?

Too bad. Not for another seventeen days.