Getting My Devious Cock Clamped Professionally

When I started a new job, I found it impossible to focus on my work. See, I have a seedy boss, and he just loves to employ the type of women that he hopes to have sex with at some stage. I don’t like his attitude toward company policy all that much, but his choice in eye candy is amazing. Now, I have a bit of a bad marriage: I haven’t had sex with my wife in months, and I think that when I’m out at work, she’s at home getting a bit of the side. I don’t have evidence for this, and it’s beside the point, but the fact of the matter is that she’s being devious, and I just hate it!

Now, I realized that if I was going to salvage my relationship, I would need to keep myself from having any of these girls slow a slight bit of interest in me. I’m a bit of a pushover when it comes to sex: I’d be willing to do anything if I was interested enough in the person. Now, being in a high up position and having the ability to hire and fire others means that, well, I’m an attractive target for these 20-something ladies that know nothing about the job but everything about getting promotions. Over the last few weeks, I’ve started to have advances made on me, so I had no choice but to make it impossible for me to be unfaithful.

I decided it would be best to get my cock clamped.

Craigslist was the first place I visited and – would you know it, a lady in my area is willing to do the service for me! It was a bit costly, but I couldn’t risk getting involved with these office girls and losing half my house over it! My wife wasn’t stupid, and if she did want to get a divorce so she could fuck whoever she wanted, getting me to be the one that separated us was definitely in her best interests.

Anyway, I sent a text to Andrea – she’s the dominatrix that provides male chastity services. It took a few hours to get a reply, but just before I left work, she invited me to her office at 6 p.m. – I had no choice! I told Andrea I would be there and promptly set about driving over to the address she gave.

I must say, I was impressed with the level of luxury that Andrea could afford. She certainly wasn’t cheap! The apartments she lived in were some of the best in the city, meaning that I wasn’t the only poor guy losing half their paycheck to this mistress.

I knocked on the door firmly and after about a minute of waiting, knocked again. Andrea answered. She was completely naked.

“My my, someone’s impatient. Come inside.” – Her voice was so soft, so loving. Oh my!

Andrea strutted back into her apartment. Her body was amazing. The classic hourglass figure, the perfect, perky ass, her long golden locks – everything about her was out of this world.

She approached a side table in her longue and commanded me to sit down and make myself comfortable.

“This cock clamp is fantastic, it’s almost impossible to get off without the key. You’d need to go to a blacksmith or something. Anyway, you’ll be wearing the clamp for as long as I want you to and when I say, you can come over and I’ll give you some freedom to breathe.” – She stopped for a brief second, sized me up with her eyes and walked toward me.

“A wedding ring, how unfortunate. At least now you know that there’s a woman who doesn’t mind telling you she’s in control of your life!” – Andrea laughed, unzipped my trousers and attached a see-through device to my member.

We spoke for a few minutes and I left her the money she requested. She ushered me out and assured me that she’d be in touch.

The next few days were uneventful. Urinating is a little tricky, but no one clocked on at work and I went about my day avoiding erections because truth be told, they really hurt in this device! Anyway, on the morning of the third day, Andrea started to send me pictures of herself in various positions, attaching messages such as “I wish you were here to fuck me” and “I’m so horny for you right now” to them. Work became increasingly hard, and one of the new girls that my boss had taken on was doing her best to get in my good books. The combination made it incredibly hard for me to focus! Andrea was making my life a living hell.

Over the weekend, Andrea would converse with me about her wants and desires. She was quite dominant, and with a male chastity advice around my dick, who was I to argue about my submissiveness? I secretly loved my position, because I was being stimulated sexually without having the ability to act on my impulses.

A few days later, Andrea suggested that I come over for some release. I had a rush of relief pulse through my body – it was 2 p.m., and in a few hours I would finally get this damn thing off!

The hours dragged on but sure enough, there I was at the allotted time with a firm knock on Andrea’s apartment door. She opened and dragged me inside, looking insanely serious and hungry for something.

The hunger was to have her pussy pleasured.

I had no option – my libido was in overdrive and a longed to feel something, anything, sexually. Andrea slammed me to the floor and positioned herself facing the opposite direction with her vagina shoved firmly in my face. I started to eat it – I started to cherish the taste as she pushed firmly against my mouth and made it hard for me to breathe. Andrea was fucking my face with her cunt and I absolutely loved it. She periodically removed her beautiful slit from my face and commanded for me to beg for it again. When I did, she shoved it straight back at in my face and ordered for it to be pleasured.

Andrea must have had at least two orgasms before she got up and ripped my trousers off. My cock was begging for attention. It was incredibly hard to maintain an erection while I was encased in plastic, but somehow, my member found a way. Andrea looked so beautiful as she grabbed the key and started to undo the device. I longed for release, and I begged Andrea to allow me to do so.

She smiled, demanded I describe myself as being a pathetic, submissive whore that loved being wanked off my mistresses. I did as I was told, and after what could have only been 10 strokes at a maximum, I released my load as my legs shook violently. I was in heaven. Andrea had finally taken my device off and was allowing me to be free.

The experience and pleasure was cut short, as after only a few seconds of cumming, Andrea was reattaching the device and looking at me with evil in her eyes.

“Same time in three weeks.” – She was serious, and I was her obedient chastised toy.

By Dominatrix Draven