Her Good Boy, Part Eight: The Eighth Installment of a Femdom Series

Ren’s arms trembled beneath his weight as he held himself on all fours in front of Akari. She had instructed him to act as her table-top for the evening, under threat of punishment if he let anything fall off his back. For now, he could feel a book, as well as some kind of glass on his back. In addition to maintaining this stressful position, Ren’s mouth was occupied by a red silicon ball gag, and his nipples wore clamps, a short chain dangling between them. His chastity cage wrapped snugly around his dick, which constantly tried and failed to get hard within its confines. A steady stream of drool trickled from his mouth to form a puddle on the floor, and Ren’s face burned each time he looked at it. At first, the predicament wasn’t terribly difficult, but as time wore on, he struggled to maintain the pose, his knees aching under his weight and his arms struggling to keep his back perfectly straight. Each time he faltered even an inch, Akari gave his ass a swat with her sleek, black riding crop, and he had to bite back his squeals of mixed pain and pleasure. Ren nearly grunted as Akari stretched her legs across his lower back. He curled his fingers against the floor and bit down on the gag, screwing his eyes shut as he struggled to support the additional weight. The cool leather of her boots made his skin tingle, and again his dick swelled painfully in his cage. “You’re shaking,” Akari pointed out, and Ren only quivered more as she trailed small circles over his balls with the flap of the crop. Ren took a long breath through his nose and tried to brace his muscles. Finally, he managed to calm down enough to be still, but his muscles still burned. Ren longed to be allowed to stretch out of his stiffness for even a minute. At this rate, he would be sore for days. Ren’s situation wasn’t made any easier as Akari dipped the crop between his legs and tapped it against his cage. His stomach clenched involuntarily, and he nearly whined as the ice rattled within the glass between his shoulder blades. “Careful…” Akari warned, though she blessedly stopped teasing his dick. Ren’s eyes blurred, and his arms started to helplessly shake again. He wanted to plead with Akari to let him relax, but he knew it would be futile. Akari did, however, take her legs off his back, significantly lightening his load. Another long string of drool added to the puddle on the floor, and Ren wondered just how long he had been there on his hands and knees. It must have been a while. His body protested in multiple ways, the fullness of his bladder nagging at the back of his mind. He was altogether miserable, and it was only his devotion to Akari that kept him from breaking his posture. -____ (This book is the sixth installment in a series of femdom works) The scenes depicted in this work are fictional and meant to take place within the confines of a safe, sane, and consensual relationship with a trusted partner. This work delves into fantasies such as femdom, chastity, bondage, humiliation, degradation, plain-play, and general BDSM themes and subject matter that may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised) Other titles by this Her Good Boy, Part One- Seven The Desperate Freshman, Chapter One- Four Submitting to Primal, Ch. 1-4 A Belated Valentine An Alpha’s Heiress, Chapter One The Facility, Session I-IX Submitting to The Beginning 366 Days Thirteen Tales To Burn Submitting to Him Vol. I-V