06bychastity_sissy©My Ex knew me. She knew me better than I knew myself. She knew it had been a deep, disregarded fantasy of mine to be a helpless ma...d amongst a variety of men and women, all dressed up in pretty outfits demanding drinks and snacks from the maids passing by.She had, without a doubt, put "the guy" in his place. My cock was completely locked away in full metal, and it would require an ER visit to physically remove the device without a key. I didn't really trust myself with a pair. He had offered to enslave her, not as a kinky girlfriend to play BDSM on weekends, but as a real slave to be chained up 24/7 and kept in a cage when he was at work or otherwise wasn't using or abusing her body. But her own fear kept her from offering herself to him--after all, once she gives herself to someone like that, that's it--she'd be a real slave with no going back.After the long walk back home, she poured a glass of wine and sat down to watch TV. How the hell would she ever pay her rent. After that night, my brother stayed with mother and I went to live with daddy in Edinburgh, where my sexual deviancy increased, and my large list of come-ons just got larger, and my bedtime needs were satiated by the man who sired me. I was 22, and fresh out of University. I had just successfully got a great new job within the media in TV, and moved into a new apartment, down past Leith Walk.The day I had moved in, I had spent the evening unpacking boxes and drinking a bit too much wine. the. .. come on baby... cum... cum... cum."Julie's soft throaty voice was doing to me what nothing else could have in that particular situation. My mind traveled to a place it had not been before... my body shifted into a different phase... and all that stimulation carried me into the largest, longest lasting, best orgasm I had ever experienced. I almost... okay, I did pass out for just a second.I was not even sure whose mouth was over my cock or whose tongue was on my ball-sack, or even who was.