“I don’t want you getting any ideas while I’m on my date,” Marie said as she threaded the steel cage over my cock. “I know how horny you get, and I don’t trust you when you’re horny. I want to make sure you’re going to be nice and obedient when I get home.”
“I’ll do my best,” I said, wondering what she had planned for her return. Marie had met a new guy on a work trip, and ever since coming back she had been texting him non-stop. I could tell that she was more excited than she usually was for her dates, but I hadn’t been allowed to see any of their messages to know why.
She tightened her grip around my balls, squeezing them against the metal ring that surrounded them. “That’s not what an obedient cuckold would say,” she said, that familiar fire in her eyes.
Hooh boy, I thought. This is going to an interesting night.
“Yes mistress,” I replied, sheepishly.
“Good boy!” she exclaimed as she clicked the lock shut, returning the key to its place around her neck. “I don’t know when I’ll be back, but I want you up and ready for me as soon as I come upstairs.”