The sunlight was streaming through the floor to ceiling windows of the master bedroom. James slowly opened his eyes and he realized the he was alone in bed. He could smell freshly brewed coffee. Glancing at the clock he saw it was 8:30. He reached under the quilt to check…yep that contraption was still there.

“Good morning hon, how about some breakfast?”

He looked to see Cynthia sitting in the bedside chair drinking a cup of coffee.

“Breakfast?, I uh ..” He stammered, still shaking off his grogginess.

“I can cook you know, besides, you seemed to have kind of a restless night. That’s why I let you sleep in.”

“I really need…

Cynthia smiled and said, “I know…Go ahead and pee and brush your teeth, and I’ll meet you in the kitchen.” She stood and kissed him softly on the forehead, and walked out of the room.

He sat up resting his feet on the floor and looked around for a robe or something to put on.

“Naked at all times, my pet.” She was standing in the doorway. “Remember your training sweetie, you’ll remain nude at all times unless I instruct otherwise.”

“Sorry, I’m still half asleep.”

She cleared her throat and stared at him. “My Lady,” he added softly.

“That’s better. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to things in short order.” She smiled again, closed her silk robe, and started down the hallway toward the kitchen.

James walked over to the toilet and froze in his tracks. “Oh yea, sit down” he thought to himself. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he walked quietly and slowly towards the kitchen. He wasn’t uncomfortable or embarrassed, after all Cynthia had seen him naked countless times. He just felt a little self conscious because it had never been mandatory before. He was extremely happy that when he had the house built he insisted on the heated hardwood floors. Little did he realize then how much he’d appreciate them now.

As the two of them sat at the breakfast bar eating, they discussed the previous night. Cynthia encouraged James to speak freely about how he was feeling. After six months together, they knew each other so well that they were almost able to finish each others sentences. Subjects such as likes and dislikes, hard limits, fantasies , etc. had come up many times in the past. This morning, Cynthia brought up the subject of rituals and routines. During breakfast, Cynthia encouraged him to speak his mind, and be totally honest with her. He asked her about the chastity device she had him in, mentioning that he was getting a bit sore from the shifting cold steel. She told him to be patient, that she had already had an alternative in mind.

When they were done, James cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher. Cynthia loved to cook. She told him that she would be doing most of the meal preparation. It was his job to clean up, along with taking care of the housekeeping. Once a week he would have to fly into town to pick up mail and supplies. She was very clear that although she might ask his opinion, she had the final say on all decisions. She handled all the finances and business decisions. He took care of the house, and most importantly, he served her. James loved every second of this and obeyed her completely.

All of his adult life James had the freedom to make most of his own decisions. He’d always been single, and had no children, so rarely did his decisions in life effect anyone except himself. Now the only decisions he had to make were to submit and obey, or not to. It seemed like a contradiction of terms, but he felt the most freedom when he freely gave his freedom to Cynthia.

“Come James, let’s get you cleaned up for the day”. They both walked back to the master bedroom. Cynthia took the key that she had hanging on a chain around her neck and released him from his metallic prison. She walked with him into the main bathroom. She held the cock cage in her hands and smiled slightly.

“You know from your past training that disobeying has consequences, right?”

“Yes, I know”

“I’m going to leave this off for the time being. I have to be honest, that thing looked a little like I was living with robo-sub. You already know that you will NEVER touch yourself for pleasure unless you have my direct permission, correct?”

“Yes, I understand my Lady.”

“I know you understood that, but right now I want to hear you give me your word verbally that you’ll obey that rule.”

“Of course, my Lady, you know you have my promise of obedience.”

“Also, understand that this is temporary, especially when you’re away getting supplies or out of the house. I ordered some things on the internet this morning, including a more comfortable alternative to this. It should be here by next week.”

She paused to look at his reaction, then continued. “Listen carefully James, this is important. From this day forward, every morning when you awaken, you will do the following: You’ll relieve yourself, and then take a shower. While showering, you will shave your entire body completely from the neck down, I mean baby smooth and every day. After cleaning the bathroom, you will find me, and kneel before me so I am able to inspect my property. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Good. You know James, you really are doing well so far, I’m very proud of you.”

“Thank you, my Lady.”

“Alright then, Today is day one. There’s a disposable razor in the shower, so let’s get moving. I’ll be waiting for you in the living room.”

James just smiled and nodded his head respectfully. He turned on the shower and walked in. He was beginning to feel what he had described earlier as that “pleasurable ache”.

Cynthia walked to the living room, put some music on, and reclined on the couch. She heard the shower running and glanced out of the picture window. It was snowing lightly outside, and she was transfixed as she looked at the beauty of the scene in front of her. This place truly was as James had described so many months ago – a piece of heaven on earth.

As she gazed out of the window, she thought about James. About her love for him, and his love for her. She wondered if he was ready for what was coming today. She had been looking forward to this for months. Today was James’ birthday and, if things worked out the way she’d planned, it would be a very special day indeed. She wanted it to mean as much to James as it did to her. Tomorrow was just their future yesterday, today was all that mattered.

James walked into the living room and knelt before her as she had instructed. Cynthia leaned forward and ran her hands slowly over the entire upper half of his body. She then motioned with her hand for him to stand. He rose and stood in front of her, his hands at his sides, and remained totally still.

“Closer.”

He slowly stepped forward until Cynthia raised her hand indicating that he stop. She ran her hands gently over the entire lower half of his body. He again remained absolutely still, looking straight forward.

“In a few spots I felt a bit of stubble, but overall, you did a fair job. I just want you to be aware James that if you are unable to keep yourself smooth as silk for me, that there are many other ways of removing hair. I’m fairly sure that you would “prefer” using the razor each day.” He knew exactly what she meant and not another word was needed.

“James, after you’ve finished your daily tasks, come and find me. I need to explain a few things to you.”

He nodded and headed off in the direction of the master bedroom. Cynthia continued looking out of the window as she thought about the evening ahead. She smiled as she heard the vacuum running from the bedroom.

She must have dozed off because the next thing she remembered was opening her eyes and seeing James standing in front of her. Glancing at the clock she noticed that several hours had passed. She asked James to get her a cup of coffee. When he returned, she told him to sit in the chair across from her.

This was usually the time of day that the two of them would relax, maybe watch a movie, or anything else she fancied. As Cynthia looked at him sitting across from her, she uncrossed her legs and leaned forward.

“James, most of your life you were paid millions of dollars to play a game. Now that you’re retired and here with me, I think its time that you played a slightly different game. A game for me.” He didn’t say a thing, but the puzzled look on his face said everything. “I hope you’re lucky at dice, because your roll of the dice today is going to decide what the rest of this day will be like”.

He remained silent, and listened intensely.

“Anything you want to ask me before we get started? If so, ask now, because you won’t be able to later.” He just shook his head in the negative and replied, “No my Lady, I’ll do whatever you say.”

“OK James, then listen carefully. It’s 2:00 pm. From this moment on, and until I tell you otherwise, you will not utter a sound. You Will Not speak. Not a word. Understand?” James almost responded but suddenly caught himself and just nodded his head. “Good, nice recovery kiddo.”

“Take the two dice on the table and hold them in your hand. Here are the rules … The first roll you’ll use only one dice. Whatever comes up between 1 and 6 will be my number. That’s how many times I will orgasm today. Before we sleep. Understand?” He smiled and nodded.

“How long has it been since you were allowed to cum James?” He smiled and looked closely at Cynthia. “Oh that’s right, you’re speechless” With a playful laugh she continued. “It hasn’t even been a week, has it? Are you starting to squirm a little? Well anyway, that’s where the second roll of both dice come in”.

“The second time you roll, the total of the two will be ‘your number’ for today. Now let me explain what ‘your number’ means.” (That pleasurable ache started to build.) “If any other number but 7 comes up, the roll means nothing. If you roll a 7, then today I’ll allow you to release, but only under my direction. Is all that clear?” James just smiled and nodded. “Before you smile too much, just so you’re aware, the mathematical odds of rolling a 7 in a single roll are 36 to 1. Ready to play?”

James smiled again and rolled the first time to get Cynthia’s number. He rolled a 3. Cynthia chuckled and watched as James picked up the other dice and shook them together in his closed fist. He let them roll across the glass topped table and sighed slightly as he stared at the pair of 4’s and just leaned back in his chair.

“Well now, I guess we have a busy day ahead of us, so let’s get started. Today James, I want your total surrender. You’ll do what I say, when I say without hesitation, understand?” He nodded. Cynthia stood up, took his hand, and led him into the bedroom.

“James, go out on the deck and make sure the hot tub is clean and ready to be used.”

James opened the sliding doors in the bedroom and walked out on the redwood deck adjoining the room. It was still snowing, and the shock of the 20 degree air hit his nude body like a train. “This is a first,” he thought to himself. He checked the water temperature and made sure it was at 90. The water was steaming as he briefly tested the air jets. Hurrying back into the bedroom he heard Cynthia in the bathroom. He sat on a chair and waited patiently.

Cynthia walked out of the bathroom having changed into a black satin bustier. Thigh high stockings and matching black satin panties. She was absolutely stunning, James thought to himself. Aroused just by the sight of her, she laughed and said, “I guess I don’t have to ask you if I look alright. Your body’s using sign language.”

Cynthia motioned for James to stand. “Lie on the bed face up and be still”. He did as she commanded. She opened a drawer and pulled out several satin scarves. She tied his hands together above his head, attaching them to a long rope that was about two feet in length. She then pulled him by his feet down the bed until his arms were stretched out above his head.

His feet hung over the end of the king size bed almost to the floor. Taking two more scarves, she tied them to each knee and pulled his legs apart securing the scarves to the bedposts. More scarves ringed his ankles as she pulled his feet towards each other. This modified spread eagle position was very restrictive, and left James feeling extremely vulnerable, his head basically in the center of the bed.

Cynthia walked over to the bedside chair and sat down. James was unable to turn his head to see her. He heard a rustling sound like a bag being opened. All he could do was lay there silently and wait.

“Hang on pet, I’ll be with you in a little while.”

He trusted Cynthia with his life, so her attempt to freak him out a little just caused a smile and more body language.

“My , my, I see you really enjoy the silk scarves. Get used to them hon, we’re gonna be here a while.”

After what seemed like hours, Cynthia crawled onto the bed and sat on James stomach. He could feel the wetness of her panties as she just looked into his eyes. She started slowly sliding up and down his stomach and chest. She leaned forward and pressed her satin covered breasts into his face. “You’d just love some of these, wouldn’t you” He knew enough to keep silent. Straightening her legs out past his head, she removed her panties. She tossed them on the bed next to his head, and then straddled him again.

Raising up to her knees, Cynthia inched forward until her pussy was just above James’ head. “Are you ready for me boy?” There was silence. She lowered herself down on to James’ mouth and ordered, “Now, boy, make me cum with your tongue.” Cynthia’s hips rocked back and forth, grinding herself down on James’ wide open mouth. She moaned in ecstasy as she climaxed, her cum dripping into James’ mouth. She leaned back on top of James, with her hair settling over his hard cock.

“Good boy, and you didn’t even twitch. I knew you could do it”. Climbing off the bed and sitting back down in her chair, James could hear that same rustling sound he heard earlier. Cynthia untied his feet, and the loosed his knees. “Slide up” she ordered. “Here, I’ll give you a hand”. She took his hands and feet and retied them in a more conventional spread eagle position. “How ya doin’ boy? Ready for the next surprise?”

Taking a pillow and putting it behind his head she continued, “I want you to be able to see this”. He looked down his chest and saw his semi-erect penis just sitting there pointing at the ceiling. Cynthia walked around the bed and sat next to James. She ran her hair back and forth over him until he was almost on the edge. “Don’t you dare cum boy, you know the rules.”

James concentrated, using every ounce of self control he could muster. Suddenly, quickly, he felt something slide over his shaft. “Got it!” He looked to see a silver cock ring around the base of his penis. “I got the little sucker” Cynthia chuckled. “This’ll keep you hard as long as it’s on. The tightness traps the blood and also traps the erection”.

Then Cynthia reached down towards the floor and grabbed a small tube of some sort of cream. “I bet this’ll feel great, wont it? But remember, don’t you dare cum.” She massaged the cream up and down his shaft and over his balls. When she was done, she went into the bathroom and washed her hands. When she came out, she saw a look of horror on James’ face. “What the..” slipped out of his mouth. “You know the rules James, no talking at all. Don’t worry, I can solve that problem”

She took her soaked panties that were lying on the bed, wadded them into a ball and stuffed them into James’ mouth. “And it stays there, got it?” He nodded. “Now you can taste what you’re missing. Delicious aren’t I?” The look of horror was still in his eyes. Cynthia knelt down and whispered in his ear, “Lidocaine, that’s what was in the cream I put on you. It numbs you up. It’s the same stuff a dentist uses to freeze your mouth. Don’t worry hon, it’s harmless and temporary.”

Next, she reached down and pulled out what looked like a dildo, but was hollow. It was soft plastic, and seemed to be some kind of covering. She slipped it over his shaft. It went all the way down to the base. “See, you didn’t feel a thing, did you” she chuckled. She took some regular lube and coated it. “Well, the ride’s ready to go, but where does the quarter go?” She laughed sort of a maniacal laugh and climbed up on the bed.

She climbed on top of James and slowly lowered herself down over his now numb and artificial cock. He just kept watching her and tasting her. Cynthia rode James for what seemed hours. Every time she came close to orgasm, she backed off and held back. James literally couldn’t feel a thing other than the pressure of her body.

With no warning Cynthia exploded into a mammoth orgasm. James watched with great pleasure as she arched her back , throwing her head back, her entire body viability shuttering. Exhausted, she leaned forward and rested her head on James’ chest. This was the kind of pleasure he wanted for her. This made him feel free.

Cynthia looked at the clock and saw that it was almost midnight. After she untied him, she ordered James to stand in the middle of the room and not move. She blindfolded him with one of the silk scarves. She touched her finger gently to his lips reminding him to be silent. Suddenly James felt something on the front of throat, wrapping gently around to the back. Then the clicking sound of a lock. He knew it was a collar. She whispered in his ear, “Now you really are mine, Happy birthday James, I love you.”

She removed the blindfold. “It’s OK, sweet, you can speak now”. He looked at her and realized how much “collaring” him meant to her. He kissed her softly on the lips, and said, “I love you too, my Lady. I do have one question though, what about the third orgasm?”

“Outside, in the hot tub, the stars are out. Come on my pet, lets go, the waters are waiting.”

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