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Strom's New Toy

© 2012 by StormKitty ([email protected])

Circe is © her player. Used with permission.

There was a break in the staccato of the spanks. "How are you doing, kitten?"

Strom wiggled in her lap. "It hurts, Miss Circe!" Since bending him over her lap, the demoness had been working over her pet's rear steadily, and by now the redness, the heat from her spanking, had become quite evident. Strom was letting out gasps and whimpers after every smack to his rear. But an observer who wondered what he really thought of the spanking needed only see the full erection between his legs.

"Yes, pet, I know it does," she replied. She gave him three more firm smacks on his right cheek, followed by three more on his left.

The clouded leopard squirmed more, his tail moving side to side at the end of the chain that held it up out of the way. "Please..."

"Please what, kitten?"

"I need to cum, Miss!"

"Hmm, yes, I can see that," she replied with a grin.

"Please give me release!"

She reached between his legs to give his throbbing member several light teasing strokes, noting how his wiggles and squirms changed when she stopped spanking and started teasing. As her strokes continued, his whimpers turned to moans of pleasure. She could have wrapped her hand more firmly around his member to give him full strokes that would finish him off in under a minute. Instead she used light, quick strokes that could draw it out for ten minutes or more if she kept it up. "Nngghh, Miss Circe, you're teasing me!" he finally said.

"Yes, pet. I enjoy the sounds you make and the way you move your behind."

He bit his lip. His moans of pleasure were tinged with frustration as the teasing continued. Although it was slow going, he was gradually building up ever closer to his climax.

"I've got a toy for you today," she said.

Strom's ears perked and he gasped. "I hope it's not 'the cage'," he uttered as the light strokes to his member continued. 'The cage' referred to a diabolical cock cage that went around his erect cock and his balls, made of leather straps imbued with magic that caused them to change temperature, to tighten and loosen, to vary the sensations enough to gradually tease him near to climax, but which bound him too tightly to allow him to reach it. Usually she only made him wear it for a day, and he was thankful it was seldom longer. The nefarious device drove him crazy, for once she put it on him, he would soon be unable to think about anything except how badly he wanted to cum. And it was impossible for him to remove; the one time he'd tried, his punishment had been to wear it for another full day.

"No, it's not the cage. It's a new toy." The strokes continued. "But first things first. Cum for me, pet!"

"Yes..." he moaned as he grew ever closer to his release. The moans became louder as he felt his climax build up to a crescendo. She was still taking her time building him up as the barbs on his cock stiffened, indicating he was on the edge of climax. "Aahhh... aaaahhhhhh..!" At last he erupted, body tensing as he cried out his pleasure and unleashed a torrent of his seed onto her lap. "Mmmmm... Yes!"

She kept up the strokes for as long as his cock continued to ooze with every twitch and spasm, stopping only when she was sure he was fully spent. He was panting heavily while his squirms slowed. Despite the heat and the soreness he felt on his rear from the spanking, he had a satisfied smile as he came down from his peak.

"Very nice," said Circe, smiling at him. She reached into the bag beside her on the couch, and her hand came out with a gadget that looked like a sort of cap and ring.

"What kind of toy is that?" he asked. He guessed from its size and shape that the cap went over the head of his cock. He wasn't sure about the rest.

"Patience, kitten. You'll find out soon enough." She continued stroking his back. "We'll wait a few minutes."

"Okay." Strom's breathing and heartbeat were slowing and he was purring gently, enjoying the afterglow of the spanking and the climax as he lay across his Mistress's lap. She was purring along with him, stroking his head and neck, rubbing him behind the ears.

In time his cock grew flaccid and withdrew inside its sheath. Upon seeing this, Circe pulled the toy apart into two sections. She reached down between his legs to remove the ring through piercing she had given his sheath shortly after taking him as her pet. The clouded leopard squirmed a bit as he felt the end of his sheath being pulled back and the cap placed over the tip of his cock. "What's that?" he asked.

"It's your new toy," she replied, stating the obvious as she allowed his sheath to slide back over his cock head with the cap now in place. She then slipped the outer ring over the opening of his sheath. Finally, she ran her finger around the outer ring, using her magic to bind it in place where it was.

"Is it going to tease me?" he asked.

"Just a little bit," she replied, giving it another touch. He then felt the cap giving his cock head a slight buzzing, tingling sensation. As the sensation continued, his cock stirred and started to become aroused once again. His cock head pressed tighter against the inside of the cap, which in turn pressed against the outer ring, which was smaller than the cap and remained securely in place over the end of his sheath, trapping his cock inside. Then it stopped. "It will do that from time to time to remind you it's there," she continued. "You should find it a lot less distracting than the cage."

Strom had started squirming once again in her lap, tail lashing. "It won't let me get hard. It's a chastity toy!" he said, looking back at her, seeing the evil grin she was wearing.

"That's right, kitten. And if you ask me nicely this time tomorrow, I'll take it off and let you cum."

Strom groaned as his ears blushed. It might not be the cage, but it was still going to be an interesting day.

• * -

The next day was proving to be interesting indeed. He felt that buzzing, tingling sensation start up about every fifteen or twenty minutes, and if he tried to ignore it, it kept going until he felt himself start to grow hard, whereas if he were already somewhat aroused, it only lasted for a few seconds. He soon figured out it was the cap pressing against the outer ring that caused it to stop. In other words, it teased him long enough each time to get his attention and get him thinking about how enjoyable a climax would be while reminding him that his cock was trapped and he didn't have that option. By mid-morning he was feeling quite frustrated. It wasn't the first time he'd worn a chastity device, but none of the ones he'd worn in the past gave him a periodic reminder like this one did.

At one point he looked down to study the toy. The cap had an opening in the tip large enough to allow him to urinate. Since he had sensed Circe using her magic to bind the outer ring to the opening of his sheath, he was pretty sure any attempt to remove it was not only almost certain to fail but was likely to earn him a punishment, so he didn't even try.

As with most of Circe's spankings, this one left him sore enough that he could feel it whenever he sat down. He had to sit gently and carefully, and had to go easy whenever he moved or scooted while sitting. And every time he did these things in Circe's presence, he felt her eyes upon him, smiling as she watched him squirm and struggle as he tried to get comfortable despite his sore behind. That look, that reminder of the spanking, was often enough to get him aroused, if only slightly. For her, much of the enjoyment she derived from spanking him was watching him deal with it afterwards, and she always paid special attention to the areas that took the most weight when he sat to make sure they were good and sore. This spanking, a typical one from her in that regard, he'd be able to feel for about a week to some degree, but it was the first couple of days that he was sore enough to be all squirmy and uncomfortable. Much as he loved the attention she gave him following a spanking, it was always a welcome relief when his butt recovered to where he could sit comfortably once again.

Today, however, those moments of being watched as he struggled with the soreness only served as additional reminders of the toy that kept his cock imprisoned.

Circe had been right about one thing. On the whole, the new toy wasn't nearly as distracting as the cage. Despite the periodic buzzing, he could for the most part function normally and do things that needed to be done. Nevertheless, as the day progressed, he found himself rubbing the area and wishing he could somehow give himself some relief, as he would normally be able to. By mid-afternoon he desperately wanted to hump something. The clock ticked by much too slowly.

At long last, the time of his previous day's spanking rolled around, so he approached Circe. "Mistress, you promised me yesterday you'd remove the toy and let me cum."

Circe smiled back at him. "Indeed I did, and I will keep my promise. Let's go get set up." With a wave of her hand, a panel of her living room wall slid out of the way, revealing the room that held her bondage furniture. "Right this way, kitten. Clothes off, and put your hands and feet in their places." She gestured toward a spanking bench she had bound him to many times before, on which he knew how to position himself.

He slipped out of the shirt and shorts he was wearing and climbed onto the bench. "Are you going to spank me again?" he asked with some trepidation, knowing that bench's usual purpose.

"Yes, kitten," she replied. "I said I would remove the toy and make you cum, but I didn't say those would be the only things I would do."

Strom let out a whine as his tail flicked. "I'm still pretty sore from yesterday, Miss Circe," he uttered as he placed his forearms on the supports.

As she was about to bind the attached cuffs about his wrists, she paused. "I'll give you a choice, kitten. If you don't want a spanking, we can stop right now and you may ask again tomorrow."

He groaned and bit his lip. He wasn't crazy about having his butt soreness further prolonged by another spanking, but after the day he'd been through, he was so desperate for release that it would be worth it. It wasn't a difficult decision for him, and a part of him realized that Circe knew exactly how he would respond when faced with this dilemma. She knew him too well. "All right, Miss Circe, I guess I'll take the spanking."

She secured the cuffs around his wrists, then stepped around behind the bench where his lower legs were already positioned in the leg supports that kept his knees well apart, and secured those cuffs. She put a cuff on his tail near the base and chained it to the back of his collar. It was a familiar position to him, one that gave her easy access to his rear, tailhole, and male bits, and left him vulnerable and helpless to prevent her from doing as she pleased with him. Once he was securely bound, she went over to peruse her supply of toys, returning with a wood paddle. It was narrow, only about two inches wide, and about two feet long. "Do you approve of my choice?" she asked, holding it before him.

Strom looked at the paddle, and nodded. That paddle would certainly deliver a sting to his already sore bottom, but it really wasn't much of a choice. If he declined, chances were she'd either use it anyway, use something worse, or make him wait until tomorrow. "Yes, Miss Circe."

She nodded and walked around behind him, rubbing his rear gently with the paddle. Before she delivered any spankings, she reached between his legs to run her finger around the outer ring of the toy. The ring came off into her hand. Almost immediately, his cock started to emerge, and with another touch, the cap came off as well.

The first spank landed across both butt cheeks, right where he sat. The next one focused primarily on his left cheek, and the one after on his right. As he was still quite sore from the day before, he was already whimpering and squirming about. The blows continued. Each one was firm. Each one stung. But his cock, now freed of its prison, had quickly grown to its full length. After a full day of his member being trapped, the cloudy cat thought it had never felt so good to have such a nice, hard erection.

The spanking didn't last as long as many of Circe's did. She only gave him a dozen blows, far fewer than she often did, but it was enough to leave him at least as sore as he had been at the end of the previous day's spanking. She set the paddle aside and reached beneath him. "Are you ready for your reward?"

"Yes, please, Miss Circe." As she began stroking his member, he smiled. "Mmmm, yes, I've needed this all day," he purred as he began thrusting his hips to slide his member back and forth through her hand. She moved her hand opposite his motions to give him plenty of stimulation. He could feel it getting slick from the pre he was leaking.

She didn't prolong it with teasing strokes this time, and a couple of minutes was all it took before he felt his climax nearing. As she felt his cock swell and his barbs start to come out, she purred back. "That's it. Cum for me, kitten." Her hand continued to stroke his throbbing member. A few seconds later he shot his load, making a mess on the floor beneath the spanking bench. The moans and squirms of his pleasure were all the reward Miss Circe needed.

She caressed his back gently as he purred, enjoying the afterglow of his release for a couple of minutes, before she finally spoke again. "So tell me, pet, what did you think of your new toy?"

"It was different. It was frustrating!"

"As frustrating as the cage?"

He shook his head. "No, nowhere near as bad as the cage," he answered. "For one thing, I could sleep on my stomach."

Circe laughed. "Well, kitten, I'm glad to hear that," she replied, as she reached between his legs where his cock had just finished retreating into its sheath, and placed the cap over the tip once again. "You'll be happy to know I won't be using the cage on you for at least the next month," she murred.

"Thank you..." he started to say, but then as he felt what she was doing, the meaning of her reply became clear to him. "A whole month?" he cried out. His body wiggled and squirmed as he began to struggle against the bonds that held him bound to the bench.

She watched his struggles with a pleased look on her face. He was quite securely bound, and his struggles resulted in no more than a few seconds delay before he felt her slide the outer ring into place. "That's right, kitten, a whole month," she replied. "But I'll do this for you once a day. As long as you haven't earned a more serious punishment, all you have to do is ask nicely and I will remove the toy and give you an orgasm. How I do it is up to me, and on most days you will be bound. And the toy goes back on afterwards."

He had stopped struggling once he felt her binding the ring back in place over the opening of his sheath. "And the spanking?"

"You will get spanked too."

"But Miss Circe, if you do that my butt's going to be extra sore for the whole month."

She reached down to run her claws over his sore rear, watching the reaction it got out of him. Her hand came back up to caress his head and neck gently. "Yes, I suppose it will be." She leaned down to kiss him gently between the ears. "Nevertheless, every time I remove the toy to give you release, I'm also going to spank that lovely bottom of yours."

Strom's tail flicked about as he whimpered and groaned. "This is going to be the longest month of my life!"

Circe gave him her trademark evil grin. "Mm hmm. And you're going to love every minute of it!"

The toy wasn't buzzing, yet he could feel his cock straining hard against it. She knew him too well. Could she still tell when he was aroused?