I woke up early that morning, the bright morning sun streaming through a gap in the curtains, casting a beam of warm, golden light across the bed. I had been looking forward to that day for weeks, and that morning would mark the start of one of the best weeks of my life.
As I turned over and stretched, I was given a sharp reminder of what awaited, my cock straining for release against the confines of steel chastity cage which imprisoned it. I had been wearing it for the last two weeks, my girlfriend, Erin, insisted on it. She was to have full control for the next week, and thought it best I start that week a little frustrated.
I heard her voice before I saw her, sat in the corner in a high backed leather arm chair. One of the many antique items she filled our he with. She was dressed in a dark blue latex catsuit, and a pair of 6 inch heals. And her long, amber hair was tied tightly in a bun. She had always loved catsuits, and owned quite a few. She’d often wear under her clothes to work, taking short breaks to text me photos of herself from the bathroom. This one However, was not one I had seen before. It hugged her hourglass figure, accentuating her curves and stirring a feeling within me which I had no felt since I first set eyes on her 5 years ago. The dark blue rubber covered her entire body, save for the v-shaped cut out at the front, which beautifully lifted her already ample breasts.