Chapter One: Angry & Frustrated

 

Steve led naked on his bed filled with almost unbearable sexual desire and the need to come. He had already taken three ice cold showers but they were but a temporary means of banishing the feelings, desires and needs that were almost driving him insane. He was tired, angry, irritable and almost unable to function, such was the raging desire within him and his need for sexual release. A release that seemed as far away as ever, while his cock remained in the cock cage Gabrielle had fitted on him before he had left her the last time. He stared at the little white plastic key tag knowing that all it would take to be able to release his cock and then be able to play with himself, was to snap off the plastic lock.

Oh how glorious it would be to hold his hard root in his hand and stroke himself to satisfaction. Oh God how long it had been since he had felt such pleasure and how much longer since he had been able to fully enjoy a woman. His mind went unbidden to the various beautiful and young woman he had been enjoying over the last few years. Firm succulent flesh, beautiful breasts, tight pussies and oh such glorious mouths.... He gasped as his thoughts resulted once more in his cock being cruelly denied the space he needed to become erect. Once it had been so easy and so enjoyable and now he could not even touch his own cock. The allure of the of just being able to come and damn the consequences, grew in attraction, but even as he thought of the wonderful feeling of release he would get, his rational mind came into play. The remembered pain of Gabrielle's whip on his ass and back brought him quickly back to earth.

Tempted though he was he knew that after a few moments pleasure, and it would only be seconds as he had been so horny for so long, the sort of pain that would be in store for him. The repercussions of disobeying Gabrielle would certainly result at the very least in immense pain for him. If that was all, he might still have been tempted, as he was so fucking horny, but he knew that a good thrashing might not be all he would get,

It would quite likely then be followed by his total humiliation, the downfall of his business and the very real possibility of him going to prison for tax fraud in the UK. As he fought the temptation he forced himself to think of Gabrielle's other warnings to try and cool his ardour. Prominent in his mind was her threat to have him convicted of rape and spending the rest of his days in some horrible foreign prison. Given the almost certain consequences, desperate though he was, he looked hopelessly once more at his cock cage and made no attempt to break the plastic lock. He stood and thumped the wall in utter frustration.

He almost wished he was with Gabrielle, as when he was, the cock cage was secured by a strong metal padlock, thus removing all temptation. This was of course impractical for his work and frequent travel, and so whenever he was out of her control she would fit a plastic lock with a number to the contraption. The plastic lock worked once only and once the seal was broken it could not be re-affixed, thus making it impossible for him to remove the cock cage without her knowledge. He was not even able to actually touch his own cock, let alone pleasure himself. He shuddered as he recalled Gabrielle's scalding tones when she had locked the cage on. She had made it clear that if the plastic lock with the same number was not in place when she inspected him on his return, there would be dire consequences.

He tried to sleep but it would not come and he returned to the ice cold shower, once more berating himself for his utter stupidity and lack of control that had landed him in such a terrible position.

Steve had always had some masochistic tendencies, combined with a very healthy sexual appetite and few morals. Thus being a single and very successful businessman, running his own company, working freelance, and traveling a lot in the former Eastern Europe, he had enjoyed indulging his masochistic slave, Mistress fantasy's with Gabrielle, whose lovely body but haughty and cold manner ideally suited her to such role-playing. He did though have almost as much normal or vanilla desires, and he had found the former Eastern European area a ripe plucking ground for a successful businessman and he had been surprised but elated to find how easy it was to chat up and bed a sting of young, attractive and sometimes downright beautiful woman on his travels.

Thus he thought he had the ideal of enjoying his fantasy's in a safe environment with someone who knew nothing about him, or any of his business or friends, whilst constantly enjoying the exceptional delights of a number of other girls in the more normal way. He smiled ruefully as he thought back, knowing that whist they had not been kinky, they had all been far from the normal he had been used to in the UK. They had been happy to dress up in all manner of ways he suggested, such as a French maid, schoolgirl, cheerleader, nurse, stewardess, as well as happily accepting both anal sex and giving incredible blow jobs, almost as if they had been trained to please their man, something which more than one of them had suggested they had been brought up to do. He grunted as again the pain caused by such thoughts came to him, along with the thoughts of how it had ended.

It had all come crashing down when Gabrielle discovered he was sleeping with another girl in the same city. She had not said a word to him when she found out, but planned her revenge quietly, and with cold calculation. Scheming to not only get her revenge but also to make him pay dearly for what he had done.

Armed with photos from their slave, Mistress role-playing, and others from a "rape fantasy" she had got him to play out with her, she blackmailed him into providing her access to his laptop. She had then extracted and copied all the information about his business, and tax avoidance. Once in his laptop she had of course then found the evidence of all the other girls Steve had been sleeping with, making her even more angry and determined to get her revenge.

She had then presented him with an ultimatum: Become her slave for real, or she would e-mail all the photos of him in compromising positions, such as serving her as a maid, being whipped or sucking a dildoe, to all his friends, family and business contacts. She also suggested she could and would send his business information to the UK tax authorities, which would require him to answer some very difficult questions and could well result in his imprisonment. Then finally she had the photos of him "raping her" which could well result in him going to prison in Lithuania.

Steve, facing a no win position, and believing he could find a way out of the situation in time, had reluctantly agreed to her demands, signing a contract where he stated he was a masochist and he was voluntarily placing himself in Gabrielle's hands.

Since then though he had found to his chagrin that Gabrielle had outsmarted him at every turn and now months later he was no nearer to finding a way out of the predicament he was in. The reality was she had exerted more and more control, growing increasingly confident in her role and placing more and more demands on him.

He now had to arrange his work so that he could visit her every month for at least two weeks and serve her as her slave in every way she required, as well as taking her expensive presents every time he visited. He was now paying her mortgage, her car loan and was also giving her an allowance every month, as well as buying her whatever she wanted when he was with her. Whilst with her she would keep him naked and have him please her orally at least once a day, sometimes more. She physically punished him if he displeased her in any way, or sometimes simply for her own gratification and whilst she often walked around naked before him, constantly flaunting her body. Worse, never once since enslaving him, had she given any indication that she would allow him even hand relief.

She had initially placed a spiked cock cage on him whist he was with her, ensuring even an attempted erection would be incredibly painful. It was what she termed as a training cock cage. Then after a week or so of incredible pain, she had put another cage on him. This one was plastic with no spikes, but still ensured he could not have an erection. Then on reading more about the cock cage on the web site she got it from, she discovered the plastic locks designed exactly for the ability to control your slave's cock when they were out of your sight.

Thus he now had to wear a cock cage all the time, meaning Gabrielle had full control over his cock and sexual release. A release he had not now enjoyed since the fateful day she had enslaved him.

Steve thought things could not get much worse, but then on the last visit, adding cruelly to his sexual frustration, she had cuckolded him, not once, not twice but three times and exposed their relationship to her best friend. Thus like the Rabbit in Alice in Wonderland, Steve felt he was simply disappearing further and further down an ever-deepening hole.

In two days he would once more be heading for the airport and yet another two weeks of enforced slavery. He knew his frustration would be ratcheted up dramatically, when faced with Gabrielle's naked body and the intimate services he would have to provide to her. As he thought of that another image came to him and he wondered if perhaps, gloriously, although excruciatingly painfully, perhaps he would have to yet again provide similar services to her best friend Monika. The thought made his agony worse as the images of Monika only heightened his arousal and his cock tried once more, quite futilely, to become erect.

Despite the pain Steve could not rid his mind of images of Monika and what might happen and what had happened at the end of his last visit, 12 days previously. The first part of his fortnightly visit had followed the now predictable pattern of pain, punishment and humiliation at the hands, feet and pussy of his now real life Mistress, Gabrielle, who had cuckolded him again with the guy Julius, who she had first fucked at Monika's party.

Then quite unexpectedly came the cuckolding of him for the third time and with another man. On that occasion he had been forced, in front of a giggling Monika, to watch Gabrielle being vigorously serviced by a guy with huge organ, who was freely enjoying all her body could give. But given Gabrielle's hold over him, it was something he had simply had to accept, setting a new low for his humiliation at her hands.

He had been ordered to act as chauffeur to Gabrielle and her friend Monika as they went for a night out. Having dropped them off at a bar he had then been under orders to return to Monika's apartment and clean the place throughout before being summoned to collect the girls some hours later.

He had at first, been startled to find them both leaving the club with men on their arms. This had turned to anger and resentment when they had arrived back at the apartment and he had been ordered by Monika to remain in the car while the girls and their dates disappeared upstairs.

The night had then turned even more horrible and he had suffered the worst humiliation and frustration ever when summoned by Monika to the apartment. There he had been forced to watch Gabrielle sitting astride her date, vigorously riding his large cock for all she was worth, before being summarily dismissed by Monika before she went to enjoy her date, clearly enjoying every second of Steve's humiliation.

He had spent a horrible night utterly frustrated thinking about what Gabrielle, his girlfriend, would be doing, and what her very attractive friend, Monika would also be doing, while he fitfully tried to sleep on the hard wooden floor of Gabrielle's apartment. That though proved to be nothing, compared to what he faced the next day.

He had been ordered by Monika to return the following day to drive the guys home. On his arrival he found out that during the night the girls had "swapped" and thus Gabrielle had been fucked by both the guys. Something, it seemed that had been engineered by Monika, although it was obvious that Gabrielle had been a more than willing participant. He could hardly conceive what Gabrielle had done, and having been denied even basic relief for so long, he nearly lost it, but it seemed both Girls thought nothing of it and treated what had happened and him and his feelings as an irrelevance. From then on things had just got worse.

He got up from the bed and paced the room, unable to settle as the anger and frustration bubbled within him, his mind locked into the cycle of remembering what had happened and how humiliated and frustrated he had felt and how gutted he had been.