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The training of Daisy
Chapter 1:
His ears suddenly perked up and awoke him with a start. She was coming back. A steady click clack of stilleto heel on hard wood drew closer and closer toward him. He tried to struggle but earlier lessons had taught him it was already pointless, he was there, at her mercy, until she decided otherwise. Every clack of the heel was devious, ominous, and sexy. Every footstep made him quiver, and then, silence. And the sound of a door being opened.
He'd been stood for the last hour at least, his hands apart, cuffed to rings on the cieling, and his legs spread, held by another pair of handcuffs.
"Right where I left you I see." She said entering the room. her voice was soft, femenine, playful...delicious.
She walked towards him slowly and he couldn't help see something gisten in her hand. Scissors. She saw his eyes widen "Well I need to get you out of those clothes silly!" she coo'd playfully, the scissors snapping menacingly in her hand. She edged round him, her spare hand caressing his body until she was stood behind him. Slowly, something slipped over his eyes. A blindfold.
The steady snip of scissors soon followed. The sound mixed with the occasional touch of cold steel against his skin, despite every urge in his body, somehow began to pull at his cock, he could feel it slowly getting bigger, he knew she was smirking. He could feel it.
"Right, now I have you how I want you I'll be right back." He heard her exit the room and listened intently for her return.
Soon he heard the noise of her stilettos appraching and his cock twitched (too his utter shame) in anticipation. What did she have planned?
She stopped right infront of him. He could feel her breath hot on his neck, teasing, unable to move, unable to see, every sense heightened. And then, after what felt like an age stretching,something very cool slopped onto his dick. He jumped with shock and heard her laugh slightly maliciously, then the smell of what was on his cock reached his nose. as that, no, it couldn't be, he'd smelt it so often and it was so familiar, but if it was, it didn't bode well. Shaving foam.
He felt her massage the foam over his dick and balls and his whole body tensed, unwillingly giving way to the pleasure as she rubbed it along, round, into his dick.
She paused "Best hold still or this could go very wrong" she purred, he thought he could almost see the malicious and devious twinkle in her eyes.
A quick painful scrape pulled the first bits of hair off his body and he was all too suddenly aware what was happening, he was having his private parts shaved.
Then the sound of
somthing being plaed infront of him and then his blindfold was finally removed.
"What on earth!" He shouted looking in the mirror placed infront of him, his entire private parts were totally bald, and being that the razor had caused a little pain, his cock had shrunk and looked very small.
"I like it" she said, her arm on his shoulder admiring her handy work.
"Now, I'm going to untie you, and your going to do exactly as you're told, want to know why?" she said, alarmingly in charge.
"Okay," he managed to croak, nervous.
"This," she said with a grin "is a chastity device." She slowly and seductively slipped it onto his cock. "There is only one key, which I have hidden, and it's impossible to get off otherwise, so if you ever want use of your little friend again, you're about to become a very very good girl." she said wickedly.
He heard a loud click, and his stomach sank, there was no going back now. She purposefully slowly ran her hand over his balls and he felt his cock tug at his plastic prison, unable to move, let alone get hard, it began too ache.
"I'm sure you're expereincing some discomfort right now," she said, sparkle in her eye, she slowly made to untie him, humming sweetly, as though it was an everyday task.
"Now, the third drawer down," she pointed not looking at him, "is yours, there is only one outfit," she cast a wicked glance over her shoulder and winked "for now."
He swallowed nervously as she laughed and tossed him a tube.
"Lipstick, ruby red, nice and tarty, I want you downstairs in five minutes, oh and...your name incase you were wondering? is now Daisy." She strode confidently out of the room leaving him stuck on the spot. He shuffled over to the drawer slowly, opended it, and gasped.r laugh slightly maliciously then the smell of what was on his cock reached his nostrils. was that
shaving foam. Surely not?!
*He felt her massage the foam over his dick and balls and his whole bdy tensed when he felt the first contact with the razor.
She paused "Best hold still or this could go veeeeerrrry wrong" He could almost imagine the look of wickedness in her eyes. He heard her put the razor down and felt a warm cloth washing the remains of the foam away. The blindfold was torn suddenly from his eyes and he found himself staring directly into a mirror.
"What on earth!" He shouted looking in the mirror placed infront of him, his entire private parts were totally bald, and being that the razor had caused a little pain, his cock had shrunk and looked very small.
"I like it" she said, her arm on his shoulder admiring her handy work.
"Now, I'm going to untie you, and your going to do exactly as you're told, want to know why?" she said, alarmingly in charge.
"Okay," he managed to croak, nervous.
"This," she said with a grin "is a chastity device." She slowly and seductively slipped it onto his cock. "There is only one key, which I have hidden, and it's impossible to get off otherwise, so if you ever want use of your little friend again, you're about to become a very very good girl." she said wickedly.
He heard a loud click, and his stomach sank, there was no going back now. She purposefully slowly ran her hand over his balls and he felt his cock tug at his plastic prison, unable to move, let alone get hard, it began too ache.
"I'm sure you're expereincing some discomfort right now," she said, sparkle in her eye, she slowly made to untie him, humming sweetly, as though it was an everyday task.
"Now, the third drawer down," she pointed not looking at him, "is yours, there is only one outfit," she cast a wicked glance over her shoulder and winked "for now."
He swallowed nervously as she laughed and tossed him a tube.
"Lipstick, ruby red, nice and tarty, I want you downstairs in five minutes, oh and...your name incase you were wondering? is now Daisy." She strode confidently out of the room leaving him stuck on the spot. He shuffled over to the drawer slowly, opended it, and gasped.
