Miss FLR Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Miss FLR Ch. 02

... later practiced with her. To make sure the phone was set up correctly. She walked me through a few preparation exercises. Relaxation breathing, muscle relaxing, and a mantra. 'She asks, she decides, her desires are orders, she is right.'

Jumped a mile when the phone rang. Tapped to answer and scrambled to kneeling.

"Hello Lucas address me as Miss."

"Hello Miss."

"You were not kneeling in position. Poor start." Nodded but kept quiet.

"Fix that. We need to control that puny pee pee." It was twitching and semi erect. She paused a moment then the building entry buzzer went off.

"Buzz him in. Unlock your door. My sub partner is going to cage that tiny dick. Best behavior. He will be a guide for you. A few things to know. I love concerts mostly classical, museums, dancing Hip Hop and Disco. Day and weekend trips. Walks and jogs especially Central Park."

Focused on memorizing these as I tried to get a good look at her. Her face hidden by one of those cartoon filters. She was moving around her place. Got glimpses of her figure. Petite and slender with square shoulders. Nice small breasts that fit her size. Was in a tank top with no bra. Two nipples poked out. Perfect so far. Guessed maybe 36 but who knows without seeing the face.

He entered. My dick was fully erect.

"Miss I am here. Just in time he's losing it." Dropped a large gym bag and headed into the kitchenette. Came back with a baggy full of ice. Pulled me to stand. Pressed bag to my erection. ...

... Grunted. That hurts.

"Quiet Lucas. We are not interested in your feedback. Am master of my universe. Building my world. Family. Circle of friends and lovers. Will answer the mundane questions beta males always have." As she spoke he measured my junk. Then squirted some lube on it. Tried out chastity cages on it. Uncomfortable. Struggled to not react.

"Divorced long ago. Wimp was a total failure. Destroyed him in the divorce. My daughter is 19. She is NOT his. Never let him try to impregnate me. She is a junior studying Psychology. We are entirely open and best friends. My partners helped raise her." Click.

"Cum report." What?

"Miss will definitely need something custom for long term. Between sizes, leaving the larger one on. Better for cleaning."

"Good boy Cum. Leave." My confusion obvious. Squirming to not examine the cage. Dick was trying to get hard again and felt some sharp pain as it met the cage.

"Cum is his name. If needed, rarely, we use his birth name. Will use Lucas till I decide. If you are chosen will give you the family and friends name." Call ended.

More confusion. Did the call drop? Did she mean to end it. Waited 15 minutes without moving. Left the phone there just in case.

Horrible night with a little sleep. Threads I had read about cages said little of the truth. Cage was uncomfortable to painful. How the hell did guys wear these for a week?

Next night Cum arrived at call time. No call from Miss. He spent 20 minutes showing me how to wash ...