Page 114 of Melt For Us, Daddy
“Yes, Daddy.”
“As for you, baby boy…” Squeezing his cheeks a bit harder, Cordelia grinned. “I want your hands behind your back. If you can, grip your elbows with the opposite hand. Otherwise, just keep them folded behind your back.”
When she released her hold on his face, he moved his arms behind him. He wasn’t quite able to grab his elbows, but he was able to grip his forearms. “Like this, Ma’am?”
“Perfect.” Sighing softly, she traced her finger down his chest again. “Simply perfect.”
Pride welled in his chest as she turned to pick up the white paper bag from the floor. From inside she pulled out an odd silver device that looked, more or less, like his cock when it wasn’t hard.
“This is a cage,” she explained, holding up the device. “It goes on that pretty cock of yours, to remind you to keep your hands off what’s mine.”
“But…” He paused, uncertain if the questions he so badly wanted to ask would upset her.
“You can ask me whatever you need to, baby boy. I won’t be mad.”
“It’s kind of unnerving when you do that, you know.”
“Do what?”
“Read my mind.”
At his feet, Ivy giggled. “You get used to it. Mostly. Sometimes it still shocks me. And sometimes it pisses me off.”
Cordelia grinned. “I can’t actually read either of your minds. You’re both just very predictable.”
“I’ll show you predictable,” Ivy grumbled, and when he risked a glance down, she was glaring up at Cordelia, her bottom lip pushed out in an impressive pout.
“You do that, blossom. Just remember we’ll be at the club with plenty of ways for me to remind you who you belong to.”
Eyes widening, though with excitement or fear he couldn’t quite tell, Ivy nodded. “Yes, Daddy.”
“As I was saying.” Cordelia shifted her attention back to him. “Ask me whatever you want to, baby.”
“Um, well, it’s just, what happens if I… you know. Get excited again?”
“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that, baby boy.”
“Why not?”
“Because.” Lowering her voice, she leaned in, and another of those delicious shivers of fear raced up his spine. “The cage won’t let you. As long as you’re locked in here, you’ll be completely, utterly at my mercy.”
Chapter 38
Jacob
For a moment, all he could do was stare. “What do you mean it won’t let me?”
“Exactly what I said, baby boy.” That same wicked smile from before spread across her face as she unhooked the part that was shaped like a cock from a large metal ring. Setting the cage aside, she held up the ring for him to see. “You’ll be able to get somewhat erect but not all the way. The cage will physically stop it from happening.”
As she spoke, she reached for him, gently cupping his balls as she pressed the metal ring against them. “You will still feel arousal. Need. Desire. But you won’t get hard. From what I understand it’s a rather frustrating experience.”
Giving one testicle a tug, she slipped it through the ring. The second followed, though it took a bit more maneuvering and he was starting to understand why she’d had Ivy slather all that liquid on him before she put it on.
“Do you know why I’m putting this pretty little cock in a cage, Jacob?”
He was distracted from answering by her gently pushing on the cock in question, stirring that arousal she’d just mentioned as she pushed it through the ring. “N-not really, Ma’am.”
“That’s okay.” Taking the cage from Ivy, she slipped it over his softened member. “I’m happy to tell you. To explain how happy it makes me to know that I have full control over when and how you get hard. To know that you have submitted yourself to me so completely that you don’t even have control over one of the most basic human functions. It pleases me, baby boy, to have you so utterly at my mercy. And you do want to please me, don’t you, Jacob?”
