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With wide eyes, I watched her lick the head of my dick. It was quite possibly the most erotic dick lick I had ever experienced. As gently as she could, she closed her lips around the head. Elise tugged my head forward before she slipped her teeth between the nodules of the cock cage and the underside of my dick. Slowly, she moved her jaw from side to side. This slowly moved her teeth along the sensitive places that the nodules from the cock cage had been pressing against. Elise stopped moving her jaw and swirled her tongue around my dick head. She muscled that sexy tongue between the slit on the head and made a quick flicking motion.

Here I was, trapped in this bad boy cock cage, being taunted and teased. I fucking loved it and was ready to go through the roof.

Elise pulled her mouth away and moved back into her crouched position while her fingertips went back to teasing my dick head. I stretched again with a smile.

“Thank you, Mistress Elise.”

“Yes, you’re welcome, my toy. You’re quite a delicious sight to wake up to.”

Elise stopped playing with my dick and patted my lower abdomen before she leaned toward the nightstand and grabbed the keys to my cuffs. I smiled at her as she released the cuffs from my wrists. As I lowered my arms and sat up, I watched her eyes roam my face. I got self-conscious and scrubbed my hand over my mouth.

“What? Do I have drool or something?” I playfully asked.

Elise reached out and scratched the raw stubble that had grown in overnight.

“Just looking at my toy.” She pinched my cheek that she had slapped three times last night. “You are too cute.” She stood and grabbed her pink silk robe from the end of her bed and put it on. “Come on, my toy. I can’t have you pissing all over the place.”

“I’m housebroken,” I jokingly offered up.

“Well, that’s good to hear.”

I followed her to the guest bathroom in the hallway. Once I saw the toilet, I became manic and had to go urgently. I hurried to it, lifted the lid and seat, and my stream started quickly. I had pissed before while wearing cock cages, so this wasn’t new for me. What was new for me, came next though. While I was still peeing, Elise stood behind me, reached around and took hold of my cock cage. She began to move it to the left and right, causing my urine to hit the side of the bowl.

“If you make a mess, Andrew, you will be punished after you clean it up.”

I realized this as a control game. I was able to stop my pee stream as Elise moved my cock to the far left. If I were still peeing, I’d be peeing way outside of the bowl. Elise moved my dick back to the center of the bowl just as a few drops fell from my dick and landed safely in the bowl. Elise laughed and then swatted my ass.

“Finish peeing,” Elise instructed and then left the bathroom.

She came back as I was washing my hands.

“I want you to take a shower and wash this handsome body. Take care of your usual morning routine and then meet me in the kitchen. I expect you to be naked and kneeling to the left of the chair in front of the place setting.”

“Yes, Mistress Elise.”

“Do you have any questions?”

“No, Mistress Elise.”

She unlocked the cock cage and freed my cock. The air felt good, and I reached down to give it a stroke as she watched.

“Behave in the shower, my toy. You are free to use the shower gel and shampoo products that are in the shower caddy,” Elise said as she left the bathroom again.

“Thank you, Mistress Elise,” I called out after her.

I went to the garage to get my toothbrush and toothpaste. While the shower water warmed, I brushed my teeth. In the shower, I braced my hands on the shower wall and let the water roll down my back. After I washed my hair, I poured some shower gel on the sponge Elise said I could use and began working the lather on my body.

As I ran the sponge over my ass, I realized how raw it was from the paddling last night. Though I hissed, I was very content. I spent some time slowly washing my dick and balls. It wasn’t difficult at all to achieve an erection while I washed.

She hadn’t told me not to come. She merely said for me to behave. Coming would be okay, I determined. I daydreamed of being paddled last night while wearing the cock cage as I stroked myself to an orgasm.

“Fuck,” I murmured.

As my cock relaxed, I made sure that cum hadn’t landed on the shower wall. I hurried to finish my shower and then dried off. I took my toothbrush and toothpaste back to the garage and set it in my box. Eventually, she will relax, and I’ll be able to keep my toothbrush and hair stuff in the guest bathroom.

I was in a great mood. Hungry, but in a great mood. With a bit more confidence in my step, I made my way to the kitchen. I was excited and eager to see what the day would bring. I didn’t have to work today, so I was definitely ready to be used and toyed with.

The kitchen was quiet when I arrived. I took the spot on the floor to the left of the chair, where she told me to wait. As I knelt there quietly, I could hear a hairdryer in the distance. She must have taken a shower too and was drying her hair.