And the discipline I receive privately is on a much obscure level. My face flushed redder than a ripe tomato, and I could barely breath, let alone kee... eye contact with him. He was right, I had played with myself the night before, fantasizing about him, making myself cum, moaning the name of the man I work for. I had told him, shamefully. He owns each and every one of my orgasms. I never give myself one without asking him before hand. And last night I was not granted permission. Unable to. The whole ordeal wasluckily over quickly and I was safely locked back in my cage. "Good boy,"she said tapping my locked cage. She then dried me off with a towel likethe boy she told me I was and said I should get dressed. Dejected Iheaded to my office again. I'd hoped the cleaning would allow my somefreedom and maybe some release, but instead I just felt humiliated beingcleaned like that. She'd cleaned her husband like she cleans the kitchencounter. It made me feel small. Somehow this fueled a. More

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