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Pink Ribbon
by Jude Mason
Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica/Romance
Description: Rick Sebastian, successful attorney by day, eager slave to his wife/Mistress Cass after hours, is caged. He'd spoiled dinner, and while waiting for punishment, reflects on how he'd begun his strange and exciting journey into submission. His memories, and the arrival of Cass' friend, make for an evening to remember.
eBook Publisher: eXtasy eBooks/eXtasybooks, 2011 2011
eBookwise Release Date: July 2011
 
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [91 KB]
Words: 19991
Reading time: 57-79 min.
Rick knelt in his cage. The bars running from front to back dug into his knees and shins, but he was used to that. Even the cool air didn't bother him like it did the first few times she'd sent him into the punishment room and locked him in. What did bother him was why.
His knees hurt terribly, but he dared not move. Cass, his lovely sweet Cass, would be upset, and he knew she watched him sometimes. He didn't even dare raise his eyes to see if the camera's little red light was on or not. He'd learned not to do that, months ago, when she'd caught him masturbating guiltily, while she watched from the comfort of the living room. He shuddered at the memory.
She'd been upset with his dinner preparations that evening, the gravy had been lumpy, and the salad warm and wilted. So, angry at his lack of attention, she'd sent him to his cage. He'd gone willingly enough, thinking it would be an easy way out of some punishment he knew he deserved. He'd thought nothing of stripping down, and crawling into the four-foot square steel cage. When she'd locked the door and reminded him to behave, he'd smiled and replied, "Yes, Mistress."
She'd no more than walked out the door and closed it, than his hands were reaching for his privates. Never mind the rules, or that he hadn't asked permission to touch himself. What did it matter? She wasn't there. She'd never know.
He'd lain on his back, stretched his legs up the bars on the opposite side, and was madly pumping away at his erection when he'd heard the door. He was too far gone to stop, or so he'd thought. The bucket of ice water had changed his mind, instantly.
"Slave," she'd roared. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
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