Amber carefully made her way back down into the basement, taking care not to spill the contents of the metal bowl she carried. He was right where she left him---not that he had a choice she thought-and admired her handiwork. Dan--her lover-- was covered in sweat, drool running down his chin and onto the matted hair on his chest. His ass was a perfect rosy red and his penis was more of an angry red and looking like it was about to burst open.

What made Dan this way? Three hours ago, Amber had led a naked Dan down the basement to the play area---essentially where they kept all their toys and had screwed numerous hooks and eyelets into the heavy wood beams and poles. She had used cuffs and chain to place him in a standing spread eagle, strapped a harness gag with a huge ball on his head and then used another chain to connect the ring at the top of the harness. She made sure to remove as much slack as possible in each chain until he could barely rock his hips. She then finished things off with a blindfold that snapped on the front of the harness. She really wanted to keep Dan completely off balance.

The three hours since then had been spent alternating spanking his great little bottom (in her humble opinion) and bringing him to the edge of orgasm. At first she was counting the number of rounds of spank-edge spank-edge she had put him through but lost track at 6 or 7. She guessed it had to be at least a dozen times by now which was more than enough to create the scene that was now in front of her.

Amber circled Dan slowly, taking in the scene and stopped right in front of him, his blindfold making it so she could not tell where she was. She put the metal bowl down on the small table she kept here (now known as the Toy Table) and traded it for the large bottle of lube that she had already made a huge dent in today.

She lubed her hands for what she planned to be the last time today and grabbed his throbbing shaft with both hands. The reaction was intense and immediate, his trembling doubled and he frantically tried to fuck her hand, but the bondage was so tight that he could barely move. Ohhhhh soooooo slowwwwwwwly she lightly worked her slippery hands one at a time up and down his penis, starting at the metal cock ring that was making it that much more difficult for the blood to flow out of the area and finishing by sliding off the head. Left hand, right hand, left hand right hand, using all her self-control to keep it slow enough so that it would not push him to the brink of orgasm too quickly.

While Amber's movements stayed slow and steady, Dan had totally lost control of his reactions. The trembling became even more pronounced, his head was shaking as hard as the clever harness gag allowed and his involuntary moans were getting louder and higher-pitched with every one of her strokes. Within a minute, Amber saw and heard the signs of cumming that she knew so well and.....stopped. His penis continued to bob and dance in the air (her favorite part!) and he let out a guttural scream into the gag

She watched the bobbing penis with amusement, wondering what song it was dancing to and then grabbed the metal bowl. She felt really badly about what she was about to do but was determined to go through with it. The bowl was filled with ice water. She simultaneously pulled the bowl up into his balls and pushed his penis into the frigid water.

Nothing prepared her for the reaction he had to the ice. Let's just say that she was really glad that her basement had really sturdy beams and that her neighbors were too far away to hear the screaming. She almost dropped the bowl but managed to steady it and keep his crotch submerged. In the battle of "Ice vs Erection" the ice wins every time and soon enough Dan's cock softened and his 6" kept shrinking and shrinking until there was almost nothing left. The cock ring was actually the base ring for his chastity cage, so it now was a simple matter to slide the cage onto the pin and click the padlock closed. The gagged screaming and pleading subsided and she heard something new---he was literally sobbing into the gag and she could see the tears running down and mingling with the sweat on his cheeks.

The site of Dan's tears made Amber'sr knees buckle slightly as a huge rush of pleasure hit her right in the crotch and stomach. It was time to let him go, but not until she did one more thing.

She walked up the stairs and started thinking about what he had said to her that day 6 months ago when he had introduced her to his fascination with chastity. He was really nervous about it at first, afraid that his kinks would turn her off or even make her not want to see him anymore, but after seeing that she was really interested (and after his 3rd bourbon) he said:

"I had a couple of key-holders in the past and being locked up was certainly frustrating, but I never got to the point where I was a bottomless puddle of need (she giggled at the phrase) that was truly DESPERATE to be let out and cum. I really wonder what it would feel like to get to the point where I was a complete sweating, drooling mess that was absolutely desperate for release"

She had made it to the den that she had converted into her office. She opened the bottom desk drawer and took out the journal that she had been keeping on and off for years. She opened the journal at the page where the attached ribbon was inserted as a bookmark. The page heading said "2017 Goals" in flowery script. She had written a couple conventional things at the top in very neat print:

"Use all my vacation time this year and go to Europe"

"Lose 15lbs---gym 3x per week"

"Get promoted to Department Head"

The rest of the page was filled with one Goal that she had written in the book the day after Dan's chastity confession:

"TURN DAN INTO A SWEATING DROOLING MESS THAT IS ABSOLUTELY DESPERATE TO CUM!!!"

Amber read the entry to herself, her mind vividly remembering the gagged sobs she had just heard.

Mission Accomplished.