Masseuse Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

Masseuse Ch. 05

... allowed to initiate one. And finally, just possibly, find a new dom that they could serve. After all this time of pleasuring men, not a task I didn't enjoy by the way, after all these years, I could be served.

Then I saw it, or rather them. A woman of about my age, (and I'm not about to reveal that!) had a boy on a lead from a collar around his neck. This boy had one particularly remarkable attribute. He wore a shirt that only just covered his otherwise naked bum and underneath I could see that he wore a cock cage.

This was the first time I'd seen a caged cock and it totally fascinated me. I talked to Carla about it extensively and she told me that he was Trisha's sub. Apparently Trisha liked to keep his cock caged as a form of control, not that she thought he might go shagging around, but more because she liked to tease him, then deny him an orgasm and she didn't want him finishing the job himself.

I thought of all those men I'd edged at the Tropicana while they got more and more excited. I thought of them finally getting to the point where they were desperate for me to finish them off. Their hands on my tits or stroking my bum, or just ogling my pussy, simply busting to let fly, and then just denying them! Of course I never did, because they paid me to make them cum, but It made me wet just thinking about it.

Carla hinted that Trisha was probably going to 'let him out' as they were heading for one of the play areas and thought it might be good for my ...

... education.

Sure enough, Trisha led him into the play room and took off his lead. She made him lie on his back on the bed and laid out various things from her bag.

She shed her long flowing peignoir and now wearing only a pretty matching bra and panty set, straddled his chest facing his feet. It wasn't too hard to hear the conversation even though she was speaking softly. She took a key from a chain around her neck and undid the clasp on his cage.

A small crowd stood at the door, rooted to the spot in anticipation. As you know, I have manipulated hundreds of cocks, but this was totally new. She gently slipped the main part of the cage off his flaccid member, pushed the soft head of his glans back through the retaining ring and, with the greatest of care, slipped the retaining ring over his balls. His flaccid cock lay motionless between his legs.

She reached for a rather vicious looking pin wheel and ran it up and down the inside of his thighs. He had obviously experienced this before, as his cock started to swell in anticipation. With a change of tactic, Trisha ran the wheel up and down the underside of his cock and balls. As the sharp needles dug into his most sensitive flesh his cock swelled to a magnificent erection, like a butterfly emerging from its chrysalis.

Squeezing a handful of oil into the palms of her hands, she set about massaging his erection. If it was impressive before, it was now truly magnificent. She pulled his foreskin right back and drizzled some more ...