Lola Noir - Latex Dick Addict

Retirement ends

I never thought I would see Rachel in my home, certainly not after I'd retired from my 30-year position as a fraud investigator for the large company that employed us both. I had trained her, but now here she was, visiting me in my home, looking very beautiful and confident.

"You know I've always had great respect for you," she told me. "That's why I came here to see you instead of having you come to my office."

I swallowed hard and considered running. Somehow, despite my best efforts, I sensed she'd caught me.

"Your retirement was very well-timed," she said. "But not well enough. You know what I've found, Ryan. I have to take you into custody."

My gut churned and I glanced toward the door. She smiled slightly.

"My friend, Officer Nicole Lockwood, is waiting outside in the parking lot," she said. "You won't get far. Put your hands behind your back and tell me where you put the money you stole."

My head dropped. "You don't understand what that company does to people, Rachel. If I hadn't stolen that money, I never would have been able to retire. They owed me."

Rachel moved behind me and gently, almost reluctantly, pulled my arms behind my back. "I know, Ryan, you worked hard. But you stole, and you deserve to be arrested."

My dreams of retiring comfortably evaporated with the click of Rachel's handcuffs around my wrists, and she didn't spare me - she tightened them all the way.

"Do you have to lock them so tightly?" I asked. "I thought we were friends."

"We were," she said, starting to search me. "But now you're my prisoner, and I have to treat you accordingly. Are you going to tell me how to recover the money, or are you going to make Nicole get it out of you?"

I swallowed and clammed up, defiant despite my wanting to break down and cry over my capture. She smiled and took my arm.

"Happy retirement, Ryan," she said as she began my walk of shame. "Of course, you'll be in cell for the rest of your life, but at least you won't be working."

Hired Help pt.3

The way she immediately disciplines him!!

Never Let Him Touch His Penis

This is a rule I strictly enforce. He has adapted over time so that he can wear his chastity device at all times now so I keep it locked on him unless I play with him. I’m not as strict as some women when it comes to rationing his orgasms.

I generally only make him wait seven to fourteen days between releases. However, I am very strict in how he has that orgasm. I never give him the slightest chance to masturbate on his own.

Before his chastity device is removed, he is restrained very well. Whether I fuck him, use my hand, or just tease and deny him is purely my choice and I never tell him in advance what I am going to do to him. He is helpless and just along for the ride. It is locked back on every time before releasing him from the restraints.

The reason I do it this way every time is because I want to ensure he isn’t thinking about some random woman when he feels the pleasure, but is thinking about me personally. I want him conditioned to lust for and be obsessed with only me.

He has to look at me the whole time. He can’t close his eyes or look away from me or I will stop touching him. If he isn’t looking me directly in the eye when he orgasms, he will wait longer for release the next time.

His pleasure and orgasms belong to me as much as his body does and I enjoy the intimacy doing it this way creates. Watching the pure pleasure on his face when he ejaculates followed by the look of gratitude he feels for me afterwards makes it exciting for me.

I have promised my pet husband that I will ensure he never again has an orgasm on his own. I love the fact that he is sexually helpless without me.

Don’t mind me. I’m just enjoying the demise of your authority in this relationship. That little cage looks great on you. Now back to your chores.