Mistress Anna sat on her elegant throne, her long, glossy hair pulled back in a ponytail that swung gently with each movement. She wriggled her bottom imperceptibly, feeling the weight of the chastity cage that held her slave's cock prisoner between her cheeks. She'd locked him up a week ago, and it was high time for a feeding.
The poor boy was under the toilet chair, his face pressed against the cool tiles, quivering with anticipation and fear. He knew what was coming—he was here to serve his Mistress's every need, even if that meant eating from her ass. And she wasn't going to make it easy for him.
"Look at me when I speak to you," Mistress Anna commanded, her tone cold and imperious. The boy forced his head up, meeting her gaze with tears threatening to spill over. She smirked, enjoying his helplessness.
"You know the rules," she said, the acidic words dripping from her lips. "If you want to cum, you're going to have to work for it. You're going to have to eat from my ass. Understood?"
The boy nodded frantically, but Mistress Anna wasn't satisfied yet. She kicked his shoulder, hard, sending a shock wave up his spine. "I said, do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistress," he whimpered, biting his lip in anticipation.
Mistress Anna reached back, pushing against his face until he was forced to press his lips against her asshole. She eyed him, waiting for him to taste himself on her skin. When he did, she gave a satisfied smile, closing her eyes for a moment before leaning forward.
"Now, eat," she commanded, releasing her grip on his face. The boy tentatively licked her asshole, savoring the mix of flavors as he lapped up his own juices from her skin. Mistress Anna watched with detached interest, toying with the idea of making him lick her clean.
But that was for another day. For now, she leaned back, feeling the weight of the chastity cage between her cheeks. She let out a sigh, closing her eyes and savoring the feeling of power that ran through her veins. The boy beneath her moved, his tongue making contact with her skin again, and she groaned in pleasure.
"That's it," she said, opening her eyes to find him looking up at her. "Keep eating. And be thankful that I'm letting you cum at all."
The boy nodded, knowing there was nothing he could say that would change his fate. He continued to lick and suck on Mistress Anna's asshole, working hard to earn his release. As he did, she could feel the pressure building inside him, his body aching for release.
And when she finally released him from his bonds, it felt even better than usual. Watching him writhe in pleasure as he shot his load onto the tiles beneath him was a sight that never failed to turn her on. Smiling, she stood up, lifting the chastity cage from between her cheeks and stepping out of the toilet.
"Clean up this mess," she ordered, pointing at the puddle of cum on the floor. "And then come back when you're ready for more."
With that, she turned and left the room, leaving the boy to his thoughts and his shame. But deep down, he knew that there was nowhere else he'd rather be than at Mistress Anna's feet, waiting for his next command.
