Do Kinky People Do Val's Day

|A memorable Val's Day for Sarah|

He did a very good job on her left feet. Eva retracted that leg and stretched the right one out on his laps. He dipped the brush in the paint bottle and continued painting her nails.

He had become an expert in female body grooming, thanks to his mistress, Eva, who made sure she trained him well to serve her in every way possible.

It was a day before the popular St. Valentine's day, and they were both going out to do some shopping. There were enough food and beverages at home, so he knew it would either be shopping for clothes or some other thing. Knowing the details wasn't too necessary, what was more important was going with her, carrying her handbag, and being on standby to run any errands that she asks him to.

After he finished painting the nails on her second leg, she kissed her feet and carefully placed it on the floor. He returned the brush and paint bottles back to the shelve.

"Your feet are beautiful, Mistress!"

"Ok, slave! You will worship them when we get back home."

"Thank you, Mistress!"

"You're welcome, slave!"

They got set and ready to get out of the house.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Didn't I tell you to always remind me to lock your cock in a cage anytime we are going out?"

"Erm, I'm sorry, Mistress, I wanted to remind you earlier, then it escaped my mind again."

"Lies. I know you were hoping I would forget so that you could at least feel like a man out there."

He went on his knees immediately. It was the default position to assume whenever Eva isn't happy with him or is reproving him of whatever he did wrong.

"Young man, you just earned yourself some punishment! You are going to be sorry!"

"I'm sorry, Mistress!"

"Oh, not yet, wait till we get back under this roof and I set your ass on fire!"

Kevin ran quickly to the drawer that housed the toys and brought the plastic cage she wore last on him.

"Oh no, baby boy. Not this one.
Go and bring the super small one that makes you greatly uncomfortable!"

He hated that second cage for two reasons. One; it was way too small for his cock. And Eva knows it, that was the exact reason she picked it, to put him in distress for short periods of time when she feels he has earned it. Two; The padlock Eva uses for it is actually bigger than the cage itself, so, the shape of the padlock makes a print from underneath his pants. It always calls people's attention to his groin.

He went back in and came back holding the damned cock cage in his hand, he looked very sad.

"Yes baby, next time, don't play smart!"

He dropped his pants down and presented his cock. As usual, Eva struggled with tucking his cock into the cage.

"You see, you aren't the only one who hates this damned thing, I hate it too. It's so difficult forcing your dick into it. We both don't like it, but if you fail to do what you are supposed to do, we will both have to go through the stress. My own stress is fixing your dick inside it. The greater stress is yours. I can't even begin to imagine how you cope!"

She kept twisting and turning his cock in every direction until she finally managed to get it in. She quickly snapped it in place and locked the padlock on it.