Shona's Surprising Slave - Chapter 30

Femdom romance in the CARGO 'verse, where the NHS installs permanent chastity devices!

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(This really won’t make much sense unless you’ve read the earlier episodes!)

"And voila!" said Victor, turning. He was naked apart from his Magic Boxers and sporting a realistic-looking dildo.

Shona lent forward in the bed, savouring the fresh sheets on her bare skin and laughed.

They'd showered together like the old lovers they were, scrubbing each other's backs. She'd glanced at his cage... been surprised to note the plastic cover over his red button... and yes, it was a large cage.

Now she pinged the dildo, just to make sure it wasn't real... maybe she wouldn't recognise his circumcised dick?

No, definitely rubber.

"You're bigger than that," she said.

"Ah yes," said Victor. "Always leave them wanting more, eh?"

Shona laughed as if she understood the joke.

OK, Victor was much better than her at this people thing. That used to make her feel like a bull in a china shop. But maybe the combination of her charm and her bluntness could be an asset in a power couple. She patted the bed. "Well then?"

"I thought you'd never ask!" Victor pulled back the sheet and bounded onto the bed beside her as she wriggled down to lie flat with her head on the pillow.

Victor got astride her leg, trapping the dildo against her thigh and kissed her on the mouth. She extended her tongue, but he chuckled and withdrew to tease her lips with little flicks.

Shona grabbed his head, crushed his face down into hers, shoved her tongue into his mouth.

Victor made a gobbling sound then tried to mount a counter invasion with his own tongue.

Shona lost herself in the sucking and swirling and gnawing that set her cunt rippling like an impatient understudy.

Then Victor's stubble started to make her skin smart. She pushed his head away and down.

As he pulled back, she saw that Victor wasn't really stubbly. He'd probably shaved before going out. It was just that these days she was more used to kissing women. Her chaste dates never really got much of a snog before she railroaded them to much more productive activities between her thighs.

Trailing the dildo down her leg, Victor kissed her throat, the tops of her breasts. He lingered on nipples, gnawing each just long enough. Then he vanished beneath the sheet to kneel between her legs.

She glanced around the lovely tidy bedroom. They really were going to be the power couple she had imagined. "This is perfect. Oh... nice..."

It was nice! There were butterfly kisses over her belly, her pubic hair, her outer lips. Finally, his tongue ploughed her ready flesh and slathered sparks of pleasure over her clit.

Shona shuddered. "Nice."

"What was that?"

"I said, keep going."

Victor chuckled. "Bossy!"

But he did keep going.

What else could he do? He was locked. Victor was locked!

That thought turned the flick of tongue on clit into a white pulse that flashed through her. Her cunt rippled in anticipation, her spine tingled, her breasts prickled. The electricity had nowhere to go. It built up and built up until her limbs were humming like a transformer. Her spine arched, her head went back and...

...and somehow she didn't explode.

Shona thrust her pelvis up at his face, ground her cunt into his mouth.

And that didn't do it either.

The rhythm and pressure of Victor's licking had --- she realised --- changed subtly.

The bastard was doing this deliberately! Keeping her on edge.

Shona gave up and lay flat.

Victor emerged from under the sheet. "Ready for that shag?"

Cheeky bastard! Despite herself, Shona laughed. "Go on."

Victor shifted to cover her body with his, dipped his hips. The dildo nuzzled her cunt lips.

Shona tilted a little and it went in, filling her vagina. She sighed.

Victor kissed her neck, wrapped his arms under her shoulders. His hot, weight squished her breasts pleasantly (she managed to ignore the feel of the chest hair) and he started to thrust.

It was a realistic dildo, with a head she could feel bumping the roof of her vagina. But this wasn't exactly a good pounding.

Shona coiled her feet around Victor's shins, reached down, slid her hands under the waistband of the Magic Boxers and dug her long nails into his bare buttocks. "Fuck me!"

Victor squealed. His buttocks twitched, driving the dildo in and out.

She increased the pressure with her nails --- was that blood?

Whimpering into her neck, Victor twitched faster. The dildo clicked wetly in her vagina.

The electricity seeped out of her bones where it had been hiding. Her nipples hardened. Her breathing quickened and---

Victor grinned down at her as he eased the dildo free. "How was that?"

Shona joggled her legs and arms, assessing. She hadn't exactly received the explosive orgasm she'd expected. "OK," she said. Then, dammit, because the New Shona wasn't bashful or ladylike. "The dildo wasn't really big enough."

Victor's brow furrowed. "I was afraid of that."

"Get a bigger one from the welcome pack."

"Oh." Victor smiled weakly. "I didn't do the verification thing --- funny Irish nurse girl, whole barrel of red flags. No welcome pack." He snorted. "So I've just got the dildo that came with the Magic Boxers. I was assured it was adequate for most vaginas."

So my cunt is the wrong size?

Shona found herself giving her Nice Smile, the one her Gran had drilled into her. Nice is all you've got.

Hang on.

Was Victor actually negging her?

He was!

The posh bastard was negging her, and she was being played.

Nobody, just nobody, played the New Shona.

She had a flashback to masturbating in the office, looking out at the city, and remembered.

New Shona was Evil.

"What do you suggest?" she asked, nicely.

He grinned. "Well I've got my keys, and my own au naturale member is reputed to be of not inconsiderable size..."

"Let's take a look."

Victor rolled off her and reached into his bedside drawer to produce a key.

Shona wrinkled her nose and sat up so she could inspect it. "That's it? All that fuss..."

It was small key sticking out of a rubber cylinder; it looked like it should open a coin-operated locker.

"It doesn't seem much, does it?" said Victor. "Jolly clever design, though. Hard to lose and the rubber cork thingy stops it from sinking. No flushing down the the lav for this key."

"Oh," said Shona, sweetly. "Does that happen?"

"It's been tried." Victor started to get up.

Shona put a hand on his chest and made him lie down so the dildo stuck up like an obscene sundial. "Let me." She shifted to kneel next to him.

"I er..." His gaze went to her breasts. "OK."

Avoiding touching the slimy dildo, Shona tugged his waistband and drew the Magic Boxers down over his thighs, uncovering his caged cock. The pee-end was shiny with leaked semen. The plastic cap still covered the red button at the base.

Victor raised his knees so she could take the boxers all the way off.

She pushed them down. "Not yet, I want to compare and contrast."

Actually what she wanted to do was make him feel stupid. If she could give him performance anxiety and he couldn't get it up, that would be hilarious.

Only she wasn't that good with words.

Better plan: she would give the dildo a hand job and see if that would make him come all over himself without her touching him. Men were like that. She grinned "Well then, get unlocked."

Victor raised his head off the pillow. "Give me a moment. It's a delicate operation --- that damned red button..." He twisted off the plastic cover, exposing the red button with its keyhole. He inserted the key.

"Hang on." Shona pushed his hands away. "I want to take a good look at the 'before'."

"You do have peculiar tastes."

Shona ducked close enough to feel the heat coming off his caged genitals and catch the pungent whiff of Aroused Man's Crotch... something she'd forgotten about.

The key's little rubber cork now stuck out of the chastity cage's locking plate like a robot's clitoris.

The rubber cork was the same diameter as the red button, so if you pushed the cork, you were pushing the button that would seal Victor into his chastity device for at least five years.

Shona's cunt pulsed.

"Hey!" said Victor, and she realised she was unconsciously reaching for the extended red button.

"Oh well," said Shona, "if you don't trust me to unlock you..." She yanked his Magic Boxers back up. "...we'll have to put it all away."

The base of the dildo, she realised, must now be seated exactly on that rubber cork.

That was a poor design decision...

Her cunt started throbbed and she realised her heart was racing and the blood rushing in her ears. "Or was it?"

"What?" said Victor, starting to sit up.

Shona shoved him back onto the bed, got astride him, enveloping the dildo.

"No!" Victor shoved her shoulders. "Get off. You'll bump the red button!"

Laughing, Shona grabbed his wrists, pinned him to the bed, worked her hips so the dildo slurped in her vagina. "That's the idea, Victor."

"Damn it! Get off you're actually raping me!"

Shona gave him a particularly hard bump with her crotch that slammed him into the bed. "That's not your real cock, Victor. You can't feel anything..." She slammed into him again. "Get used to it."

He strained, but he was so much smaller than her, and his thin physique was down to diet and the treadmill, not martial arts and weights. You... castrating bitch!"

"Careful what you wish for."

Whimpering, Victor tried to tilt his hips away to ride each impact of her crotch against his.

She just pounded into him harder.

He raised his legs, kicked his feet like an upturned bug. "No! Oh Jesus no!"

Shona tingled all over, inside, like lightening trying to find its way out. She opened her mouth to mock him, but no words came. Instead, she drove her groin into his like a pile driver.

The struggle went out of him. He went limp and lay flat, staring at her with wide, terrified eyes as if seeing her for the first time.

Shona's vagina clenched. Now she had to really thrust harder to slide down the dildo and it was like wet sparks and fire in her loins and she could sense the each thrust pushing the base of the dildo harder and harder on the red button...

Victor started thrusting back up at her. "Oh god-oh-god-oh..."

Now each bump sent white hot pleasure spearing through her.

Harder, faster.

Harder.

Harder!

"CLICK!"

Time stopped except for the echo of that click; the distinctive sound of the red button sinking into the lock, causing the whole locking superstructure to fall away, sealing the wearer into the Artemis Chastity Cage for at least five years.

Victor screamed.

And Shona... burst.

Pleasure thundered through her so hard she screamed until her throat hurt and the world spiralled into electric white.

She blinked.

She was still astride Victor, her loins sodden, sweat dripping from her skin, her cunt throbbing, her breathing slowing, her throat sore...

Victor closed his eyes and sobbed.

"Cheer up," she said, her voice now husky.

Something was missing. Shona shifted her hips experimentally. Could she manage another orgasm?

"It's only five years," she said.

Tears rolled down Victor's cheeks. His eyelids flickered but he kept his eyes closed. "I'm not wearing a damn collar. The humiliation..."

"So, ten years," said Shona.

Fuck, she was turned on again. She ground her cunt against his groin, feeling the wet fabric of the boxers against her lips. The dildo squelched and there was that tingling sensation.

"You've ruined my life..."

"But it'll give you..." Shona spoke between bumps. "...an excuse... to play... the... field..."

Victor just wept, which made her even wetter.

Shona pounded into the crying man until she had another, less dramatic orgasm.

It was only as she plopped off the dildo that he looked up at her.

And something was missing.

As she got dressed, she realised that what she had seen fear and hate in Victor's eyes, maybe a tormented lust. However, one element really was missing.

"Oh fuck!"

Shona hurried out to the street. It was past midnight, so she called a taxi. Once she was settled in the back seat, she phoned Colleen and left a message: "I'm coming over. Something bad has happened."

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While you're waiting for the next chapter, read a romance set in Year 15 of the CARGO'verse!!