PAINFUL PLEASURE [COMPLETED]

53. Task 1

SIDDHARTH'S POV

"Thank you for inviting us." Avneet thanked Lady Cherry as I shamelessly stared at the key my wife was wearing around her neck.

She regretted the bet as much as I did, perhaps more since she had initiated it. Yet, we were not ready to back out. Though soon one of us would have to. This could not go on forever.

My erection was hurting so much beneath my cage, and precum had not stopped leaking for hours because we were still in the club, watching people have sex all around us while wearing these thin-as-hell clothes.

Seriously, who even thought of all this stuff? What was the person who invented chastity cages thinking? It would be so easy to just give up, accept defeat, throw away the cage, and thrust my dick into my wife's pussy.

But giving up was not in my blood. I am a businessman through and through and we do not give up, but the problem is that Avneet is a businesswoman too, which means she wouldn't give up either.

"Did you enjoy the scene?" Lady Cherry asked, shaking Avneet's hand and extending it to me.

"It was perfect," I replied politely.

Lady Cherry had edged the sub nearly 70 times before he was going to pass out from the pain and pleasure. His begging had made both Avneet and I queasy.

When she finally did let him cum, he had passed out from the sheer intensity of the orgasm. His real domme had come on the stage to thank Lady Cherry for the session. Then the sub had been returned to the domme, who took him to a private room for aftercare.

"Do your subs usually pass out?" Avneet chuckled.

"Yes. Subs usually feel safe with their doms, even during intense scenes. To evoke the fright, they are handed over to me by the doms. Though the doms are fully aware of what I am going to do to their subs and the subs have the power to stop the scene at any time if it gets too much for them," Lady Cherry explained, and we both nodded appreciatively.

"Do you ever dominate girls too?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Every day. It would be wrong to assume that dominating a girl is different from dominating a boy. The truth is that dominating every single sub is different. All humans are built differently; they come from various backgrounds and have varied kinks, beliefs, and pain tolerance scales. So the difference is not in a girl or a boy but in every other sub out there."

"You have so much knowledge about this," Avneet said in awe.

"Happens when you do it every day," Lady Cherry chuckled. "Misha told me about your small arrangement," she said, eyeing our chastities through our thin material.

Avneet and I shared a look. We could only assume that Misha was the girl in the shop.

"She gave us a task jar type of thing," I admitted.

Her eyes rose to me, and a smirk pulled at her lips. "Misha is a very creative girl. I'm sure you'll enjoy whatever she has written."

"Don't think so," Avneet grumbled.

Lady Cherry's eyes gleamed. Her smirk grew wider, and it wasn't the good kind, though it wasn't malicious either.

"The result is always worth it," she said her parting words to us, and we let her go.

"Let's head home," Avneet said, circling around me, trying to avoid looking at anyone having sex, but that was impossible given the number of people around us. I'm pretty sure she wanted to stuff her ears with cotton as well to drown out the noises.

"I'm ready for this day to be over already," I said with a frustrated sigh.

Avneet practically ran out of the club, totally opposite to how we had entered. She shoved a couple having anal aside on the main gate, and I caught up with her before she punched someone in the face.