He arrived early as he had been ordered to and took a seat at the table on the patio in the front garden, the patio was surrounded by a small wall with a flowerbed running along it on the top. He wear wearing loose fitting pants and a T-shirt that made it a little chilly in the early summer morning, but it would be better as soon as the sun rose a little higher in the sky. The steel cage hung heavy and tightly around his privates and both the key and the spare key were safely tucked away in his pocket as instructed.
She joined him in the morning sun after a few minutes, a light summer dress hanging around her and a tray with juice and glasses for the two of them on it. She greeted him with a smile and a kiss on the cheek as usual as she sat down at the table and poured them something to drink.
The taste of the orange juice made it pretty clear to him that there was vodka mixed in, a favorite cocktail of his mistress. She scanned the neighbors gardens as they talked and the waved a greeting to one of them as they started to set up their morning coffee as well. As the neighbor headed back inside to pick up some more supplies she took his glass from in front of him and placed it on the ground at her feet.
“Undress and under the table.” She smiled with sweet firmness in her voice and as he started to look around for anyone who might be watching she snapped her fingers to keep his attention. “Eyes on me.” She demanded with a sweet smile as he pulled off first his T-shirt and then his pants as he crawled under the table.
She slipped a seat cushion down to him. “For your knees.” She said nonchalantly as she placed in between her legs, she pulled up her dress and spread her thighs to reveal her bare sex. “Now let’s see if your training has paid off.” She smiled as she leaned back relaxed and he looked around nervously under the table. The table was taller than the wall surrounding the patio and he could see the neighbor reemerging from next door carrying his breakfast through the flowers on the wall. Her slender leg reached up and her heel came to a rest on her shoulder. “Come now, you have a lot to do.” She smiled down to him as her leg pulled him closer.
Swallowing hard he inched closer and as he leaned in between her legs she let her leg fall from his shoulder again. He leaned forward and licked at her clit, getting a relaxed sigh in return. “That’s the spirit.” She sighed softly as he began to pleasure her as he had been taught. He could feel himself fraying at the nerves though, wondering how long it would take for the neighbor to see what he was doing. Caressing his way up her thighs with his hands as he kissed at licked at her clit he managed to grab a hold of the skirt of her dress. He slowly pulled at it to get it over his head to cover what he was doing from sight, at least for anyone just glancing at the scene.
“You will let that go or your hands will be behind your back for the rest of today.” She said with a gentle voice above the table as if still just making small talk at the breakfast table. “Understood?” She asked with a more serious tone of voice and he let go of her dress, which she quickly pulled back up, leaving him fully exposed. “Good boy.” She praised him as she would a pet as she reached down and patted his head gently.
He felt his cheek reddening and his cock throbbing in its cage at the treatment. He did his best to please her as he parted her lips and licked at her sex, gently tongue fucking her at first and slowly building up the speed as time passed. As he worked her pussy got wetter and wetter, both from his spit and her own lust, but by time she reached down and stroked his hair she still hadn’t cum.
“Break time sweetie.” She smiled down to him. “Have a sip of your drink.” She instructed as he gratefully took a break. He leaned back to take his weight off his sore knees and sipped at the vodka orange juice. He had never once been able to make her cum with his tongue alone, and considering the fact that his tongue was already starting to feel numb he didn’t think he would manage today either.
After a few minutes of rest and a bit more of his drink to water his tongue she reached down and stroked his hair again. “Back to work sweetie.” She smiled as he put down his glass and leaned in once more. His tongue had barely touched her clit when he heard the voice behind him.
“Lovely morning isn’t it miss?” The joyful voice called out as he felt every muscle in his body tense up and he sat still as a mouse.
“Just wonderful.” His mistress called back as she tapped at the top of his head to get him to start again. “Mrs. Beagle is out of town again is she?” his mistress asked as he slowly began to service her again.
“Yes, something about a gallery opening, she will be back in the morning.” The neighbor replied as a few more taps on his head made him pick up the pace. “Say that young man you were with earlier…”
“He is doing some work for me around the house.” His mistress replied without missing a beat and her hand retreated from his head, seemingly satisfied that he was back to work.
“Oh, lovely.” The neighbor beamed pleasantly. “You shouldn’t leave him alone in there all though, workers need a firm hand or they will slack off.”
“Right you are.” She laughed heartily back to him as she spread her legs a bit more, making him feel more exposed than ever. “I’ll keep a close eye on him I assure you.” She beamed as the neighbor went back to his breakfast and she leaned back a bit further in her chair to look down at him.
“Mr. Beagle’s breakfast lasts until noon most days, so you better keep me well satisfied until then if you don’t want me to pull you out from under the table before he goes back inside.” She smiled softly. He swallowed nervously at the sound of that, tasting her juices sliding down his throat, noon was hours away still. “I want to know you are worth my investment.” She smiled as she stroked his hair and he got back to work.
The morning hours passed slowly between her legs and he had lost all feeling in his tongue after a while but he persisted. Jaw aching and knees complaining he stayed between her legs and lapped up her lust. He started to appreciate her sex more, the intoxicating sent of her lust became all he could smell and not even the sips of vodka juice could wash the taste of her out of his mouth. From time to time he swore he could feel something building inside her, he felt himself getting her close, her legs tensing ever so slightly but every time he was sure he was there she patted his head and he was given another short break.
The cock between his legs had periodically tried to show itself but in its steel cage it could do little more than drip its lust and frustration onto the cushion. Eventually however a door closed somewhere behind him and he felt a hand patting his head again. “Put on your T-shirt and come up here.” She said down to him. He had pulled the T-shirt halfway on when she added. “And bring the keys… both keys.” She smiled as he found them in the pocket of his pants and sat up on the chair again.
“Keys on the table.” She smiled as he stretched his aching legs and looked at the small wall, relieved to see that it was at least high enough to shield his locked cock from view as he sat on the chair. “Chop chop.” She smiled and he snapped out of it and placed both keys on the table. “I trust you haven’t made any duplicates?”
“Of-“ He began but had to clear his dry aching throat. “Of course not.” He managed to get out as she lifted his glass up from the ground and poured him another drink.
“Good.” She smiled as he reached for the drink but she placed a finger on it to stop him. “How much?”
“How much, what?” He asked confused.
“For the keys sweetie, how much?” She asked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“If you want them you can take them.” He said obediently and began to slide the keys across the table but she held up a hand to stop him.
“I don’t want to hold on to them, and I don’t want them as a gift.” She said with a smile. “I want you to sell them to me.”
“I- what?”
“I want to own them and what they represent.” She smiled as she reached into her cleavage and pulled out a small bundle of bills. “So, How much?” He opened his mouth to speak again but she held up a hand once more. “Let me first tell you something.” She smiled. “You spent 4 hours serving me today, you are wonderfully obedient and you are easy on the eye. But even in 4 hours you didn’t manage to truly please me did you?” She asked and his face flushed with embarrassment. “So, how much?” She asked and leaned forward ever so slightly. “How much are you worth?”
The bluntness of the question made him hesitate as she just looked at him with a confident smile. He tried to think it through rationally but he was tired from the mornings work and his cock was throbbing in its confined space making it hard to think.
“I- 200?” He asked more than said and she smirked at him.
“You are not THAT easy on the eyes.” She said as she leaned back a bit and her foot crept up his thigh and rested against the metal cage. “100.” She said confidently and rubbed at his cage.
“150.” He replied almost automatically.
“Done.” She said swiftly and started counting up the money. He watched her in shock as she counted out the bills on the table before picking them up and holding them out towards him, holding her other hand palm up for the keys.
As in a trance he picked the keys up from the table and placed them in her palm and she gave him the cash. He watched her fold the remaining bills around the keys and place them back into her cleavage as she looked at him with a smile. “You should count them, make sure its all there.” She said helpfully and he went through the bills, 2 fifties, 2 twenties and a ten.
He stared at the money as it slowly crept up on him what he had just done. He had sold himself to her and he was holding in his hands what he was worth. 150 dollars, he had set the price himself, valued his own worth and sold himself for the price of a decent pair of headphones, cheaper than the price of a pet dog. He could feel his hands start to shake, but she pushed his drink over to him and broke him out of his stupor.
“Don’t worry.” His owner smiled to him. “I’ll make sure to train you well so when I’m ready to let you buy yourself again, you will be worth a lot more.” She smiled as she stroked the cheek of her property.
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