William's Story, Part 2: New Rules

“Strip” Elizabeth commanded as I walked in the door. I was taken aback. The tone of her voice was the one reserved for playtime and she had never initiated a session like this before.  I hastily shed my suit and tie, carelessly tossing them on the chair in our foyer. “Stop, there’s a hanger on the coat tree. Use it for your jacket and fold your pants and shirt neatly and place them on the chair. Put your shoes under the chair and bring your dirty socks and underwear to me.” I stepped toward her with the underwear in my hand. “Stop she commanded "Approach me on your knees”.

She was sitting on an easy chair in the living room naked but for a leather corset which I had never seen before and her black patent leather high heeled pumps. The corset pushed her ample breasts up and together; nestled in her cleavage on a silver necklace was a key shaped pendant. This was something new as well; this didn’t look like the key to my cage and she had never displayed a key previously. My cock hardened within the confines of the cage and the spikes began to press into its engorged flesh.

As I advanced toward her on my knees, pre-cum dribbled onto the floor in a long string, “Eyes down” she commanded “In this house, you may look at me above my pussy only when I specifically say you may” Kneeling before her, I placed my briefs and socks into her outstretched hand. “Look up and open your mouth.” She stuffed a sock into each of my cheeks and jammed most of my boxers into my mouth. I listened in stunned silence as she told me that she had done some online shopping with my credit card. The necklace was platinum as was the key with a hart shaped bow sporting a diamond in its center. “This one’s for show. I think it will look good with a low cut blouse or an evening dress or even a gown when we go to the charity gala next week”.  I’m an attorney at a firm specializing in mergers and acquisitions and many of my colleagues as well as a number of movers and shakers in our community would be there. The thought of one of the women attending asking Elizabeth about the pendant and what she might say in response, sent butterflies flapping around in my stomach.

“Clean up” she said pointing to the string of pre-cum on the floor. “Use your underwear but don’t take them out of your mouth” she commanded. My cheeks flushed with humiliation as I dragged the bit of underwear hanging from my mouth along the floor. As I reached the far end of the trail she commanded “Come here” My knees were getting sore from crawling along the hardwood floor as I knelt before her once again, looking absurd with my soiled underwear hanging from my mouth. She reached down to cup my swollen balls. My cock once again surged against the spikes in my cage. Her beautiful breasts brushed against my nose. “Spit them out” she said referring to my underwear and socks. “Suckle” she whispered as she pushed my face into the warm softness of her bosom. Her nipples were swollen and hard as I licked and nibbled, swirling around the aureole and flicking the nubs with my tongue.  “Down” she said, as she slid her hips forward on the chair. My tongue trailed down her belly and into the sweetness of her womanhood. After a few minutes, she clinched her thighs around my head in orgasm. Releasing me she said she was going shopping with a new friend Victoria and that I should lick up the mess I had made on the floor and wait on my knees while she showered and changed.

Strangely, I didn’t feel the humiliation cleaning the drippings with my tongue that I had experienced earlier but at this point my knees were killing me. Elizabeth returned, looking like any other well-to-do woman out for a jaunt to the mall. Her designer jeans hugged her butt and the boat necked cashmere sweater was just snug enough to show what she had under it without looking slutty. Kissing me on the forehead she said “I’ll be back in a few hours. You can get up once I’ve left the room but I expect you to be kneeling by the door when I get back”.