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Wearing The Cock-Ring

My older more dominant Boyfriend part-funds my apt, on condition he has a key so he can come around and fuck me whenever the mood takes him, which is fairly regular. I'm a little infatuated with him, and more than a little intimidated by his big beautiful uncut cock. He usually texts me so that I'm nude and ready for his visits. So when he instructed me to shave my body hair I was naturally obedient to his wishes. Then he arrived with a cock-collar for me. He doesn't usually spend time playing with my own body, so I quite enjoyed the close attention he pays to fitting the ring, complicated by my perky erection! Made of leather reinforced by wire, inscribed 'property of ***' (his name) it fits snugly around the base of my penis with the option to tighten it, then around my scrotum so my genitals are forced forward more prominently, the pressure inducing a pleasurable near-permanent sluggish half-hardness. There's a small gold padlock with a key that he keeps. Although it obviously and specifically spells out his complete ownership of my sexuality I gratefully accept this, with an element of playful sex-game there too, and when I see myself in the mirror it sure as hell looks sexy. When I crouch naked to suck him off I'm aware of its pressure on my erection, and it adds to the perky slavish servility of my position. On two occasions when he called around for sex he wasn't alone. He brought a sleazy older guy whose name I never discover, but he gleefully notes my cock-collar and makes crude comments about it. As my Boyfriend watches, I suck the friend off too. Sadly, after a number of months my Boyfriend dumped me (his wife found out about his furtive Gay sex-life!). I allow my pubic hair to grow back, but the cock-collar is more difficult. I use pliers and a Stanley Knife, very carefully in this intimate area, before I could cut it loose, and was symbolically released from his sexual control. It was with mixed feelings of regret...
 
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