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Monday Morning finally came and Brett heaved a sigh a relief. His balls ached with the need to cum. He'd texted Kate a photo of the violet mesh panties he'd chosen and was relieved when she texted back a simple thumbs up emoji. He examined himself in the full-length mirror, making sure the cock cage wouldn't be visible under his suit pants. Even after he'd satisfied himself that it wasn't, he went back for one last look before heading out to the office. It seemed to him that everyone from the parking attendant to the secretaries zoomed in on his crotch as he made his way from the garage to his office, trying to be as nonchalant as possible. Rounding the corner, his cock stirred uncomfortably as he locked eyes with Kate, a knowing smile on her face. The telltale warmth rose in his cheeks, and he hurried into his office and closed his door before anyone could notice. He ran a shaking hand through his carefully combed, sandy hair. Had anyone noticed? Maybe he should end things before they went any further. He couldn't afford to be found out? A tap on his door stopped his train of thought. Hurriedly he sat, pulling the chair up close to his desk. ?Come in.? The door opened just a crack, and Kate peered around it. ?May I come in, Mr. Andersen?? ?Yes, yes, come in.? Brett knew he sounded frazzled, but he couldn't help it. Kate was the one person who would understand, in whom he could confide. She closed the door and took a seat. ?How was your weekend?? Obviously, she wasn't just making polite Monday morning small talk. ?It was.. .a little uncomfortable, but not bad. I?I liked feeling that you were in control.? ?Did you go out? Do your usual weekend things? The gym, shopping?? He averted his gaze, staring past Kate. ?More or less.? ?Meaning?? He sighed. ?I was worried that people would notice. I did a few errands but was out less than I normally would have been.? ?Okay.? Kate nodded. ?That's what I almanbahis figured. I knew that no one would be able to tell, and that you would be fine. But I also knew that you would be very conscious of it. The weight, the metal against your skin...it was a constant reminder of your submission. The power exchange is what we both want. You want to give control to me, and I want you submitting and doing as you're told. But for that to happen fully, there has to be complete trust. It will come. You'll get to the point where you trust me without reservation and will follow the spirit and not just the letter of what I ask of you.? She stood and clapped her hands together lightly. ?So. Decide whether you're okay with wearing the cock cage throughout the day. If not, remove it and I'll be back to lock you up later.? Brett's heart sank. He'd worn it in to work today, as he'd been told to do. But the office had been virtually empty when he arrived. He stared at his desk, caught between wanting to please Kate and fretting about being outed as a sexual deviant at work. Kate cleared her throat. ?Remove the cage and give it to me. I'll hold it until tonight.? A feeble protest bubbled up in Brett's throat, but he remained silent. ?This wasn't a test. More an illustration, I suppose, of what I was saying about trust. You're not quite there yet, and that's fine and normal. What good would it do me to demand you wear it, and have you tell me this isn't for you at the end of the day? You still are not allowed to play with that little cock of yours, or come. You'll be wearing the cage at night and will hand it over to me every morning until you feel ready to wear it throughout the day. You'll want to, believe me; you'll crave that rush of fear and humiliation at some point. But I won't take any more control than you're willing to give right now.? He felt immense relief at her words. ?Thank you, Kate.? She nodded, almanbahis yeni giriş watching him expectantly. ?Oh.? Brett flushed as he fumbled with his belt. He pushed his pants down, swallowing hard as Kate deftly removed the cage, covering it with a sheaf of papers. As Kate freed him from the device, the soft touch of her hand had him stiffening almost at once. She laughed. ?Don't even think about stroking yourself. Think about baseball, or whatever it takes to tuck that thing back into your pants. Or panties, rather.? With a reproachful look she let herself out. Sure enough, it didn't take long for his nascent erection to wilt. He adjusted himself with a sigh and went to work. ? And so it went for the rest of the week. He'd wear the cage all night and into the office the next morning, where Kate would remove it until it was time to leave. Then she would lock him up for another orgasm-free night. Until Thursday. That morning, Brett woke feeling serene and well-rested. He stretched, noticing the sheet seemed to be sticking to his thigh. Central air kept the room nice and chilly; he didn't usually sweat at night. He reached down, to disentangle himself and realized with horror that what was causing the sheet to adhere to his leg wasn't sweat, but come. He jumped up and stripped the bed, and a quick glance at his phone only intensified his anxiety. It was 7:55. Kate would already be on her way to work, so the opportunity to text a photo of the panties he'd selected for her approval had passed. He would have to hope she was feeling kind today. He showered, dressed and raced to the office, the cock cage still in place. Kate couldn't be angry that he'd come in his sleep?could she? By the time he arrived the office was in full swing. Kate's face betrayed nothing as he hurried past, entering his office and closing the door with a slam. He sat back in his chair, catching his breath almanbahis giriş before summoning Kate. He had screwed up not once, but twice. A familiar twinge of panic rose up as he wondered what Kate would expect of him now. Finally, he couldn't put it off any longer. He picked up the phone. ?Hi, Kate. Could I see you in my office, please?? A moment later she swept in. ?Everything okay?? There was genuine concern in her expression. ?Yeah, I just?I don't know, somehow I overslept. Anyway, I know I fucked up? ? She held up one manicured hand. ?Calm down. Let's see what you're wearing for me.? Brett stood and quickly opened his pants, lowering them so Kate had a full view of his purple silk cheekies trimmed in black lace. She motioned for him to turn in a circle, something that embarrassed and aroused him. ?Well, I am very partial to purple. However, I also like thongs. But since this is your first fuck up, as you said, I'm willing to give you a pass. They're fine. And now is as good a time as any to remove that.? Brett mumbled a thank you as he fastened his pants. He still had to admit what had happened. ?I have to tell you something, Kate. I woke up and realized that during the night, I had come. It truly was an accident; I didn't touch myself.? Kate was quiet for a moment. ?I'm not surprised, actually. And even though you came in your sleep, you were told not to come, period. And the fact that you did isn't my problem, is it?? Shit. ?No, of course not. I know what you said? ? ? But, at the same time, you were honest and upfront about it. I respect that; it took courage. No sub wants to disappoint his or her Dom/me. All things considered, I'm inclined to be lenient. This time.? He couldn't believe his luck. ?Thank you Kate. It won't happen again.? ?Oh, it will, and then I won't be as likely to turn a blind eye. Of course, there should be some kind of consequence.? She appeared deep in thought. ?We'll deal with it tonight when I lock you up again. Gives you something to look forward to.? With a wicked grin, she turned and left. ... As six o'clock neared and the office began to empty out, Brett wondered what Kate had in store for him.