Loved & Locked
THEO & LAURIE
Theo
My cock strained against the confines of the pretty pink cock cage Laurie had locked me in nearly a week ago, reminding me how unbelievably horny I was.
It was supposed to be something fun that we’d both agreed too, and every time Laurie had locked my cock up before had been frustrating but delicious, but this time was far more on the frustrating end of things.
Mostly because Laurie was being very mean and kept wandering around in his most beautiful suits with sinfully tight trousers and the sleeves of his shirts rolled up over his forearms.
It was just cruel.
He knew exactly how sexy that was, and I wasn’t allowed to come until he unlocked me. We’d still been fucking, in fact, we’d almost been fucking more because I was so desperate. I wanted to spend all my time on my knees with Laurie’s cock inside whatever hole he preferred.
Yesterday I’d locked Laurie’s office door between appointments and crawled under his desk, undoing his trousers and sucking his dick while he attempted to work.
He’d given up trying after five minutes and used my mouth until he came down my throat, whispering delicious praise as his fingers tangled in my hair.
But then, when I’d sweetly asked if he’d like to return the favour, he’d smirked, kissed me, and said, “No, darling. You know you can’t come. And you need to go back to work.”
I’d tried whining, begging, pleading, and throwing a tantrum, but all that had gotten me was a spanking, which left me with a red ass, and an aching cock.
I had a safeword if it really got too much, but deep down I knew the reward of lasting until Valentine’s Day would be worth it. Laurie would spoil me rotten with at least three orgasms, and I’d be boneless and breathless by the end of it.
I’d get everything I wanted.
I just had to get there first.
But I only had one more day to go. And I had plans.
I was so excited I barely slept, waking up well before my alarm. Which was good because I didn’t want to disturb Laurie before I was ready.
I snuck out of bed, tiptoeing out of our room and down the corridor towards my old room where I’d stashed the brand new lingerie and outfit I’d ordered specially.
There were some pretty pastel pink panties with a little heart charm on a ribbon at the front and a satin bow on the back which rested just above my crack.
There was also a matching garter belt and I’d gotten some gorgeous white, lace topped stockings to go with them.
They gave off a sweet and innocent vibe, but in the most filthy way possible and that was exactly what I wanted.
Once I’d put them on, tucked my caged cock away, admired myself in the mirror, and taken a few selfies to send to my porn friends, so they could tell me how pretty I was—after all, what was the point of having friends like that if you couldn’t send nudes and sexy selfies for feedback?
—I reached for my new dress and carefully stepped into it.
It was a ruffled pink and white maid dress with the cutest pink bows on the skirt and at the waist, and the skirt was short enough that it would sit just at the top of my thighs—sexy and tempting but not completely indecent.
As soon as I’d seen it on the Instagram page of my favourite store I’d had to have it, and I couldn’t wait to see Laurie’s face.
If he didn’t immediately give in and bend me over the kitchen counter then I didn’t know what else I could do.
As soon as I was dressed and had put on a little bit of make-up, I skipped down to the kitchen and began making breakfast, losing myself in the rhythm of chopping and cooking and delighting in the way my skirt bounced as I moved.
Since it was Valentine’s Day, I’d decided to go all out with some heart shaped waffles, strawberries, whipped cream, and Nutella.
It was so tempting to start eating, but I managed to content myself with licking the whipped cream off the whisk.
I made sure to put the cream and Nutella in separate bowls, rather than on the waffles, just in case Laurie fancied putting them on something else first.
Ugh, I was so fucking horny and it wasn’t fair. Why wasn’t Laurie awake already and in here doing filthy things to me?
Since my beloved clearly wasn’t coming to find me, I’d have to go to him instead.
I piled everything on a tray and made my way back to our room, pushing the door open with my bum before stepping inside. “Good morning,” I said brightly. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
“Happy Valen…” Laurie’s voice trailed off as he looked over to me from his spot in our bed, where he was propped up against the headboard in black silk pyjamas, scrolling through his phone.
His dark hair cascaded over his shoulders, his eyes suddenly focused and hungry in a way that made me shiver with anticipation.
“My darling, you look incredible,” he said softly, putting his phone down and holding out his hand, beckoning me towards the bed. “Do a little spin for me, please.”
I did, doing so with just enough force that my skirt flared out and up, hopefully giving him a glimpse of what was underneath it. “Do you like it?”
“I do. My beautiful boy, all pretty in pink.”
My face heated in the way it always did when Laurie paid me a compliment. There was something about praise from him that affected me in a totally different way to anyone else. “Thank you. I made us breakfast.”
I walked closer to the bed and slid the tray onto it. “I thought strawberries, cream, and Nutella would be nice with the waffles.”
Laurie smirked. “Just with the waffles?”
“Well… I’m not going to say no if you wanted to use them somewhere else.”
“Come here,” Laurie said, indicating I should walk around the bed. I moved quickly and Laurie raised an eyebrow at my eagerness, but his smile told me how much he loved it.
He reached out and lifted my skirt, humming delightedly at what he saw. “Very nice, darling. Is this a present for me?”
“Y-yes,” I said, gasping as Laurie slid his hand up my thigh and across my panties, teasing my locked cock.
“It’s very pretty. Turn around for me, I want to see the back.”
I spun so fast I almost overbalanced but I put my arms out to catch myself in the air before bending over to present my ass to him. “Gorgeous,” Laurie said, squeezing each of my cheeks. “You spoil me. But then again… I think you want spoiling too. Don’t you, beloved?”
“Yes… please,” I said, peering around at him and batting my eyelashes. “I’m so horny, Laurie. If I don’t come soon, I’ll die!”
He chuckled softly and looked at me with the fond exasperation he’d perfected over the years. But from the way his hand tightened on my ass, I knew he was just as affected as me. “We can’t have that,” he said. “I couldn’t live without you if you died.”
He pushed back the duvet and slid his legs out of bed, planting them either side of me and guiding me backwards until I stood between his thighs.
His other hand reached for the zip on my dress and slowly undid it, letting it fall to the floor and leaving me in just my underwear.
“We still need to have breakfast,” Laurie continued.
“And I don’t want your beautiful new dress getting ruined.
I want you to wear it for the rest of the day. ”
I groaned as he slid one hand around my hip, dipping his fingers into my panties and teasing the base of my frustrated cock, which swelled and strained against the confines of the cage. “P-Please… Laurie… I need more.”
“I know. Let me get up, I want to get some rope. Pink, I think.” He kissed the base of my spine and helped me step out of the dress before standing up and moving across to our rope and toy box, which was now an antique wooden chest at the foot of our bed.
“Pick your dress up please, Theo, and put it somewhere safe. Then please put the breakfast tray on my bedside table, fold the duvet back and lie in the middle of the bed, you can put some pillows behind your head.”
I sprung into action as Laurie opened the box and began searching through it. “Would you like me to tell you my plans?” he asked as he lifted out several lengths of soft, baby pink rope.
“Will I get to come?”
“Yes, if you’re a good boy. If not, you’ll get a ruined orgasm and be locked back up until later.”
I huffed and groaned, a pout forming on my face. I wanted to tell him I was always a good boy. Then I realised that might be the point and quietly followed the rest of his instructions. There was no way in hell I wasn’t getting my orgasm.
“Thank you,” Laurie said, as he walked around the bed. He put the rope down and stripped off his silk pyjama shirt, folding it neatly. “But please answer my question, do you want to know my plans?”
I shook my head “No. I trust you. And I love your surprises.”
“Thank you. What’s your colour?”
“Green.”
“Good boy.” Laurie smiled and picked up the rope. “Shall we begin?”
My body trembled in anticipation as Laurie gently removed my panties, sliding them over my thighs and putting them aside before spreading my legs and folding them.
I’d always been flexible and it wasn’t uncomfortable to lie with my legs open as Laurie bound my calves to my thighs, praising me softly as he worked and promising me it wouldn’t be for long, as well as reminding me to tell him if I was uncomfortable.
Then he slowly lifted my hands above my head, tying my wrists together and attaching the rope around the metal ring we’d attached to the headboard.
I knew it would release quickly if there was an emergency, but at that moment I felt totally bound and helpless.
It made my heart beat so fast I was almost light headed.