Dominated love, continued. She replies with a short message..

Dominated love, continued.

She replies with a short message ‘There is a package on your desk, open it, put it on and take a photo once it’s in place.’

That was all her message said. You didn’t know what package it could possibly be and you were pretty sure nothing had been delivered. Certainly not to you. There was only one delivery made daily and that was first thing in the morning. The postage person didn’t even know who you were. You had never had the privy of speaking to him or receiving mail from him. You were once again the outcast at work for something completely out of your control. Your mind return to putting your pants back and with a sigh leaving your favourite pair of batman boxers in the trash. She had a point about your balls and cock feeling a lot better without the restraint but you still missed that element of comfort of knowing when you did up your fly there was very little chance of zipping up your cock in the process. But then again, her aim wasn’t comfort or ease. It was very much about pain and the thought of you zipping up your cock actually sounded quite pleasurable.

You get back to your desk and on your desk was a small box covered in brown paper. It had definitely not been there when you had gotten up. You look up holding the box, looking around and find now a single person looking at you. You were invisible but surly someone would have noticed this box being delivered. Maybe the sheer fact that it was delivered to your address was enough for it be warranted ‘unimportant’ in there books. You try to open it without ripping the paper too much, your heart is pounding and you find that all other noises have disappeared. The small rips or paper seem like such loud, harsh noises. Surely enough to drive everyone’s eyes onto you. Yet, not a single paid even glance in your direction. After what seems like far too much noise trying to pry the box free you eventually open it and quickly close it again. Like a little boy opening the pages of a porn magazine. You feel scolded for even looking in the box. The little glimpse you had told you pretty much everything you needed to know. This was a cock ring. But not just any ordinary cock ring. This looked ready to shock you at any moment. You found your cock which already felt quite bruised and balls blue from screaming to cum starting to pulsate with arousal once more. You quickly get up and scurry back to the bathroom. If anyone was paying you any attention they probably would have thought you had the runs with the way you seemed to scurry back and forth to the toilet.

Once locked into the cubicle once more you open up the box and examine the cock ring a little closer. It had two voltage points on the inside connected to a small power supply. You slip the ring around your semi hard cock and try to take a photo from Scarlet. Heart racing as you do so. You had never sent such raw, dirty photos before and now, within the space of a few minutes you had sent two cock photos.

Only a few seconds tick by before you get a response. Short and very few words. ‘Tighten it and send another photo’

You had put the ring on quite tightly, well comfortably tight and any tight it wouldn’t be very comfortable at all. But you wouldn’t disobey her. You start to tighten it and realize that once tightened you have no way to untighten it. There was a one way clasp that you didn’t have the key for and now your cock was very much tighten entwined into the cock ring. You take a deep breath before sending her another photo. You wait once more, for her to say something only to receive ‘Get back to work shorty’ and I expect you to be by my place at 18:00.’

That was still 3 hours away and your cock was already starting to feeling the discomfort of the cock ring hanging snuggly around it like a choker. Just on your cock. You head back to your desk and just as you sit a short, sharp shoot of electricity runs through the cock ring, which seems to reverberate up every muscle in your body. Your legs kick out from under you having you almost fall out of your chair. A few eyes look up to see that it’s only you making all the racket before getting back to their own work or chatting to others. You squeeze your hands as a second stream of electricity currents rips from your cock up your entire body. You didn’t think last weekend could every be topped off. But you are beginning to think, that this might only be the beginning of a lot of interesting times to come. And you really, really do want to cum.