Craved by the Queen: Locked Cock Surrender 💋
Navigate the depths of mommy domme chastity torment: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Jump to Chapter 6
Chapter 1: The Hotel Lure
Elena lounged in the penthouse suite of the downtown Ritz, the city skyline pulsing like a heartbeat beyond floor-to-ceiling windows. The air hummed with the low buzz of the jacuzzi jets from the balcony, steam curling up like forbidden whispers. She’d texted Alex all afternoon—taunts about his caged prick straining at work, promises of release if he obeyed. He was her switch, usually the one barking orders in their twisted games, but tonight? She craved the reins, and he’d crumble for her, like always.
The door clicked open. Alex stepped in, suit rumpled from the train ride, dark stubble shadowing his sharp jaw. His hazel eyes locked on her immediately—Elena, all voluptuous curves poured into black lace lingerie, fiery red waves cascading over pale freckled shoulders. At 42, she owned boardrooms by day as a ruthless exec; nights like this, she ruled him.
“Kneel, pet,” she purred, voice like velvet over steel. The scent of her jasmine perfume hit him first, mixed with the salty tang of anticipation sweat already beading on his skin.
Alex dropped, knees thudding on the plush carpet. His cock twitched uselessly in the steel prison she’d locked on him two weeks ago. “Queen Elena,” he murmured, chin dipping low.
She sauntered closer, heels clicking sharp echoes. Her fingers tangled in his tousled black hair, yanking his head back. “You’ve been leaking for me all day, haven’t you? Pathetic drips in your pants, dreaming of this pussy.”
He nodded, throat bobbing. The taste of his own dry mouth mocked him—no relief, just her control.
Teasing the Cage
Elena traced the key dangling between her full, heaving tits, gold glinting under the dim chandelier light. She dangled it inches from his nose. “Beg for a glimpse, slave.”
“Please, my Queen… show me what owns my worthless dick.”
She laughed, low and throaty, pressing her thigh between his legs. The pressure made him hiss—the cage bit in, a cruel bite of metal on swollen flesh. Her skin was silk against his slacks, warm and scented with that intoxicating musk building between her thighs.
“Strip. Slowly. Make me wet watching you suffer.”
His hands shook unbuttoning his shirt, revealing the toned chest she loved scratching raw. Pants next—down they went, the cage swinging free, balls heavy and aching below. Pre-cum strung like spider silk from the tip’s slit.
Elena licked her lips, eyes devouring him. “Good boy. Now crawl to the balcony. I want the city to hear your whimpers.”
Chapter 2: Balcony Humiliation 🔥
Cool night air slapped Alex’s naked body as he crawled out, ass cheeks flexing, cage clinking rhythmically. The jacuzzi bubbled invitingly, but Elena pointed to the railing. “Bend over. Hands gripping steel. Spread those cheeks.”
He obeyed, the metal bar cold under palms slick with nervous sweat. Below, traffic roared faintly, oblivious witnesses. Elena stepped behind, her breath hot on his exposed hole. She spat—wet glob landing right on target, trickling down.
“Filthy slut. You reek of desperation.” Her fingers probed, one slick digit circling his pucker before plunging in knuckle-deep. He bucked, moaning loud enough to echo.
“Quiet, or I’ll plug you with something the size of my fist.” She twisted inside him, prostate throbbing under her assault. His cage dangled, dripping steadily now.
She withdrew, wiping her hand on his back. “Fetch the lube and hook from the toy bag, pet. Tonight, I ride you like the bitch you are.”
Inserting the Beast
Alex scrambled inside, heart pounding. The anal hook gleamed—thick silver chain, bulbous ball end bigger than last time. Lube squirted cold over his fingers. Back on the balcony, he faced her, legs spread wide.
“Show me. Push it in while I watch that tiny caged nub weep.”
Biting his lip, he reached back. The ball pressed against his ring—resistant at first, then popping past with a lewd pop. He gasped, fullness blooming deep, chain draping over his ass crack.
Elena snatched the end, tugging experimentally. “Mine now. Every yank pulls your soul to me.” She led him like a dog to the jacuzzi, forcing him in on all fours. Water lapped his skin, hot and soothing agony on tortured balls.
“Lap at my cunt through the lace first. Earn the key.”
She perched on the edge, legs splayed. He nuzzled in, lace dampening with her arousal’s sharp, tangy scent. Tongue flicked fabric aside, delving into slick folds.
“Deeper, fuckboy. Suck that clit like it’s your last meal.”
Chapter 3: Key to Carnage
Elena’s thighs quivered, clamping his ears as she ground against his face. Juices smeared his cheeks, salty-sweet nectar flooding his mouth. She yanked the hook chain hard—his hole clenched, vision blurring.
“Mmm, yes… drown in Mommy’s pussy honey.” Wait—no, she was Queen tonight, but the mommy edge slipped in, dark and nurturing filth.
Her cries built—short barks turning to wails. She shattered, flooding his tongue, body arching like a bowstring snapped.
Panting, she slid into the water beside him, key now between fingers. “Time to free my toy.” Click—lock sprang open. His cock unfurled, purpled and angry, veins bulging like ropes.
“Shriveled worm wakes.” She gripped the base, stroking slow. Touch electric—velvet fist pumping, thumb smearing pre-cum.
Alex groaned, hips jerking. Water sloshed around them.
Suction Hell
Elena pushed him back against the jacuzzi wall, submerging to her chin. Her mouth engulfed him—hot cavern, tongue swirling the helmet like a tornado. She hollowed cheeks, sucking vacuum-tight.
“Fuuuck, Queen… your mouth’s a goddamn abyss.”
She popped off, grinning wicked. “No cumming yet. I want this prick diamond-hard for my holes.” Back down, throat convulsing around full length. Gags bubbled water, obscene symphony with slurp-sucks.
He threaded fingers in her wet red mane, fucking her face gently till she snarled, biting the shaft warning. The pain-pleasure spike nearly undid him.
“Up. Dry off. Bedroom now—hook stays in.”
Chapter 4: Pounded into Oblivion
Inside the king-sized bedchamber, silk sheets shimmered under mood lighting. Elena shoved him face-down, ass up. Chain tugged taut over shoulder—she mounted from behind like a predator.
“Spread ’em wider. Beg for my royal fuck.”
“Please, Elena… ram that superior cunt down on your slave’s meat. Own it.”
She sank, inch by scorching inch. Her walls gripped like a vise—wet, ribbed heaven milking him. The hook’s pressure amplified every thrust, his prostate screaming bliss.
She rode savage, tits bouncing, slapping his back. “Harder, bitch! Pound Queen’s sloppy gash!”
He bucked up, balls smacking her ass with wet claps. Sweat poured, mixing with her cream frothing at the join. Room reeked of sex—musky, primal.
The Strap-On Reversal
Sudden halt. She dismounted, hole gaping, drooling his pre. “Flip. Time you taste real dominance.”
From the nightstand—her harness, massive black dildo veined and flared. She buckled on, lubed glistening. “Suck it clean first. Pretend it’s my fat clit.”
Alex knelt, lips stretching around girth. Salty lube and her pussy tang coated it. He slurped deep, gagging as she face-fucked.
“Good cocksucker. Bend over again.”
The hook yanked out—emptiness brief. Then dildo breached, splitting him wide. Pain bloomed to ecstasy, her hips pistoning ruthless.
“Take Mommy’s—Queen’s cock! Scream it!”
“Fuuuuck meee! Deeper, destroy my ass!”
She railed till his cock spurted untouched ropes onto sheets—ruined orgasm, balls clenching dry heaves after.
Chapter 5: Climax Cascade 💋
Elena flipped him, dildo discarded. “Back in my pussy. Fill it till it overflows.”
His spent-but-reviving shaft plunged her depths. She wrapped legs, heels digging his flanks. Chain forgotten, hook tossed—they rutted like beasts.
“Cum for me, pet. Breed your owner.”
The build was volcanic—every sense ablaze: her lavender shampoo mingling with cum-stink, nails raking bloody trails down his back, pussy fluttering spasms around him.
He erupted, jets hosing her cervix. She wailed, milking every drop, her own peak squirting clear nectar over his pubes.
Relentless Rounds
But she wasn’t done. “Again. Toys now.” Vibrating wand to her clit, his tongue in her ass—rimming puckered rosebud, tasting earthy tang as she quaked anew.
Then reverse—him strapped down, her riding face while fist-pumping his cage-free meat back to steel. Orgasms chained: hers five, his edging denied till begged mercy.
“Who’s the boss slut?”
“You are, Elena! Always!”
Chapter 6: Locked Legacy 🔥
Dawn crept in, bodies wrecked. Elena relocked the cage—click final as punctuation. Key nestled back in cleavage.
“Shower me clean, then coffee. You served well, my switch king.”
Alex soaped her curves reverently, tongue tracing suds over every inch. In the steam, he whispered devotions, hook’s ghost ache reminding his place.
She came once more under the spray, fingers in his hair, water cascading like tears of surrender. Dried, dressed in her power suit, she kissed his forehead. “Tomorrow, you dom me. But tonight? You were perfect prey.”
He watched her go to the balcony for coffee, cage heavy anew. Owned. Cherished. Craving the next yank.
Back in the shower alone, he fingered his plugged memory, cock futilely straining. Elena’s laugh floated in—victory’s song. Their game eternal, taboos shattered in ecstatic shards. She texted: “Leaking yet? Good boy. 😈”
The cycle spun on, pleasure’s vicious wheel.
Afterglow Bind
Later, bath drawn with rose petals floating, Elena pulled him in. She straddled reverse, grinding lazy circles, hook reinserted for fun. Whispers of filth exchanged—plans for public tease next getaway.
“I need this daily, pet. Your submission feeds my fire.”
“And your control ignites mine, Queen.”
They peaked soft this time, ripples in the tub mirroring soul-deep bonds. Clean, content, caged—he was hers. Utterly. Fiercely.
