CHAPTER 48

(Katerina's POV)

We enjoyed a few moments of comfortable silence. Despite the tumultuous events we had just

experienced I felt so close to him, so in love with him. I was still amazed how this lifestyle had

brought us together. We were communicating so much better and our marriage felt so much

stronger. He had done so well taking his punishment, he needed a reward. Gently, I reached down,

between his legs and slowly rubbed his cock.

I appeared to catch him off guard and he jumped slightly.

"Do you like my hand on you, baby?" I cooed seductively.

He closed his eyes and began to moan softly as I gently stroked him back to hardness. I realized

that it had been quite a while since I touched him. Lately our lovemaking had revolved around him

pleasing me and giving me pleasure, but at this moment I wanted to make it solely about him.

I could hear his breathing become shallow as I lovingly stroked his cock up and down. His low,

guttural moans were letting me know he loved what I was doing; I loved how he felt in my hand.

"Tell Mama what you want, baby," I said huskily.

"Please ... please put your mouth on me,” he begged.

It had been weeks since I'd gone down on him and, stunningly, he'd never expressed missing it. Like

a good submissive, when we made love he concentrated on me and my pleasure almost solely. Yet

under these circumstances I felt that he deserved ... no ... he'd earned some special attention.

He opened his legs and I knelt between them. His cock looked almost painfully erect and a copious

amount of pre-cum was already dripping from the head. I used my fingernails to gently scratch both

of his inner thighs, which caused him to emit another low moan.

I took his turgid member in my hand again and began to gently stroke him up and down. His eyes

rolled back into his head and he started to pump his hips up and down, raising them off the

mattress.

"Do you want my mouth on you, baby?"

"Oh, yes... oh, yes, please, yes .."

I slowly lowered my mouth on him, swirling my tongue teasingly over the head. I could hear the

moaning and gasps above me. It was pretty obvious he loved what I was doing.

I relaxed my throat and took him deeper into my mouth, and after a few seconds saliva was

dripping down his cock and collecting in a small pool on his balls.

He lovingly ran his hands through my hair as I continued to indulgently fellate him. After a couple of

minutes, his breathing began to change and I knew he was getting close. I was tempted to let him

come in my mouth, but instead I wanted a measure of relief myself and decided against it. I opened

my mouth and his cock slipped out.

"I want to feel you inside me, baby."

A big smile broke across his face. "I want that more than anything, Kat.”

I rose to my feet as he slid forward to the very edge of the bed, then I straddled him. I wrapped my

arms around him, and I could feel him reach beneath me and line up the head of his cock at my

aperture.

I heard him moan as he thrust his hips upwards and slid himself into me. We wrapped our arms

around each other and moved slowly, passionately, in unison as our bodies melted together. As I

moved on top of him, I knew that some of his moans were the result of our lovemaking. However, I

also realized that some of his groans were the aftermath of our earlier torrid punishment session

My weight on top of him and the grinding motion of my hips had to be causing a considerable

amount of pain on his freshly-caned ass.

This realization caused a sense of power to course through my veins. The physical pain he was

experiencing, even as we made love, would serve as a reminder of his disobedience and of my

ability to exert my will over him and guide our marriage in the direction I wanted it to go.

We moved in perfect harmony, as one. I loved feeling him inside me, riding him, squeezing his cock

with the muscles in my vagina. It was what we needed after such a tumultuous morning. I needed to

feel that connection with him and we needed to strengthen that bond between wife and husband

and between Domme and submissive.

I came twice before we released together simultaneously. And for the first time since we'd redefined

our marriage, I didn't make him clean his cum from inside me. Instead, we leisurely showered

together and soaped each other's bodies. It felt so intimate, so romantic ...

We dried each other off and I took a few minutes to inspect the welts on his bottom and apply

another coat of the cream. I was glad to see the deep red marks were already starting to lose their

intense crimson hue as his skin began to heal. Once I had finished tending to him, we sat down on

the bed.

"We need to discuss something, Kol."

Immediately, I could see the scared expression on his face. He thought he had done something

wrong and I couldn't help but smile.

"No ... nothing is wrong ... you didn't do anything wrong.

A look of relief washed over his face. "Thank God, I can't handle any more punishments today."

We both broke into big smiles. I hoped he'd still be smiling when he saw what I had in store for him.

"In the past you've expressed an interest in exploring chastity.”

This was an understatement of sizable proportions. He had spent countless hours viewing web

pages that were devoted entirely to men whose wives kept them locked in chastity devices and I

knew it was something that he yearned for. However, I'd never felt it was the right time to introduce

this into our marriage ... until now.

"Have you ... ummm ... looked at devices?"

"I have. It took me a while to find one that I liked, but the one I chose for you should fit our needs

quite nicely."

His hands began to gently tremble. It was his tell, what he did when the excitement of something he

craved became too much to bear.

"Would you like to look at the device I've chosen for you?"

"Y-y-yes, Ma'am," he stammered.

I opened our toy box and retrieved the chastity device that was still encased in its cardboard and

plastic wrap and handed it to him so he could examine it. His mouth opened in a look of utter

shock. Just the look of it was menacing. I had to admit that I knew very little about these

instruments aside from the fact that Edith, my friend who was also a shifter, had told me the one

she recommended was the only one worth purchasing in her opinion.

The device comprised two brass rings that were held together by a small padlock. The smaller ring

had a cage that enclosed the head of the penis and looked fairly standard as chastity devices go.

What was truly ominous about this particular device was it had a four-inch flexible silicone tube that

was designed to be inserted into the penis and then locked into place by the smaller outer ring. The

tube had a four-and-a-half millimeter inner diameter that was supposed to allow for sufficient urine

flow so the device could be worn for long periods of time. What had sold me, though, was the

picture on the back cover showing a normal male penis that was shrunk down to less than an inch

once the device was locked securely into place. When viewed from the side, it was as if the guy's

cock disappeared almost completely; which had to be incredibly humiliating for the submissive.

"Katerina ... do you ... do you really want me to wear this?"

I cut my eyes at him. "Yes, daddy ... this is going to be your new best friend,” I said sternly.

I could tell he wasn't very enthused about the chastity device that I'd chosen for him, especially the

insertable silicone tube that had a shocking resemblance to a catheter. For me, it came to living the

lifestyle as realistically as possible. So many of the online videos I'd watched showed the submissive

easily masturbating himself while caged in chastity. The point of a chastity device was ... chastity ...

right?

"Stand up, let's give this thing a go ..."

Hesitantly, he stood up in front of me. I could tell that he wasn't very enthusiastic about actually

trying something that he had wanted for years. I couldn't help but think that the reality of putting

on this chastity device had to be much different from the fantasy of seeing one or others on the

internet.

I removed the device from the plastic packaging that protected it. I had to admit I was a little unsure

of myself. I had read the instructions multiple times and I wanted to act confident. However, I was

trying to tame the nervous apprehension I felt inside.

I grasped the large brass ring and slid it behind his penis and testicles. He let out a low groan when

I clamped the larger ring around his genitalia. It fit very snugly and there was no way it was coming

off once it was locked.

Now for the tricky part ..

I picked up the small silicone tube that was attached to the outer ring of the cock cage. Next, I

lubricated it with a generous amount of Astroglide. I could feel him tense up when I took his cock in

my hand. I looked up at him.

"Relax, I don't want this to hurt you.”

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. As gently as I could, I inserted the lubricated end of the

tube into the head of his penis. From what I'd read I knew the urethra was very sensitive, so I

attempted to be as tender as possible. Amazingly, there was only a small amount of resistance and

the tip of the tube slipped inside. I waited a few seconds and studied his facial expression. He

looked to be experiencing some discomfort. However, he didn't appear to be in pain.

"Are you doing okay?"

He started to bite his lip a bit; maybe he was in more pain than I thought.

"I'm doing all right, ma'am, just keep going."

As gently as possible, I slid the tube inside his cock the rest of the way until the head of his penis

was touching the outside of the brass ring of the cock cage. I looked up again. He was breathing

heavily, but he didn't appear to be in any peril.

"Are you still with me up there?”

His breathing was getting more rapid. "I'm fine, just do what you need to do.”

I estimated there were at least four inches between the two rings, and for this device to work they

had to lock together. Slowly, I pushed the outer cock cage backward, which contracted his penis

into his body. After a couple of seconds the clasps of both rings met.

"Keep holding still, we're almost done.”

I'm not even sure that he heard me over his hyperventilation. Quickly, I grabbed the small padlock

and latched both rings together. I stood up and looked down at my husband in utter amazement.

"We're done, Kol, what do you think?"

His mouth dropped open when he looked down. "Where the hell did my cock go?"

I couldn't help but giggle. "To be honest, I'm not sure. Are you in any pain?"

"There is some irritation, maybe a bit of discomfort, but I can't really call it pain. It just feels really

weird."

No shit, ya think?

"Is it what you expected?”

"I'm not sure yet. I need to try to walk and then I'll know more."

There was less than an inch of his cock that was exposed. From the side, it looked more like a

cocklet than an actual penis. The device was obviously working because there was nothing for him

to stroke, even if he wanted to. Additionally, he later learned the tube inside his cock prevented any

type of pleasurable sensation when he attempted to rub what was left of his exposed penis. The

device could only be described as ingeniously evil.

He only got to wear this device for a short period of time after which I decided to buy him a much

better present. One which he would find more comfortable and which would make him always

aroused.