A release should be earned (A short story about male chastity)When he got home, he saw the cuffs lying on the table... strategically positioned and waiting for him.
His eyes lit up in anticipation. This meant that he'd either get a night of teasing, or the release he'd been waiting for. No words were necessary. He put the cuffs on immediately and stood in front of me. I smiled. I had him. But I already knew that. I already knew that he was mine. My property. And tonight I wanted to play with him.
"How long has it been now?" I asked him.
I already knew the answer, but I wanted him to tell me.
"Three weeks," he answered.
I smiled and unlocked the belt.
"Such a long time," I said. "Long enough, perhaps. But a release should be earned, I think."
He was torn. He didn't know what to offer me in exchange for what he so desperately wanted. I stroked him and gave him time to think.
"What would you like?" he asked eventually.
Evasive. Disappointing. Stupid. He knew immediately that he'd given the wrong answer.
As I buckled the belt back on and reattached the padlock, I told him he would get at least three more days added to his sentence. But I took consolation in the fact that no matter how disappointed I was... it couldn't compare to how disappointed he was.