Elle and I had been dating for six months, our love burning bright and passionate. To celebrate, we decided to escape for a weekend at a charming bed-and-breakfast nestled by a lake in the Ozarks. The entire drive, Elle seemed nervous, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She teased me with hints of a surprise, saying only, “You’ll find out,” followed by her dazzling smile. No matter how much I pried, she kept her secret, leaving me buzzing with anticipation.

We arrived at the cozy B&B, its picturesque setting glowing under the evening light. As we got ready for dinner, I caught sight of Elle slipping into a sexy black corset, matching bra, and panties. My pulse quickened. I stepped toward her, hands grazing her waist, but she pressed her body against me, teasing my hardening cock through my pants. “Not yet,” she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. Before I could react, she undid my pants, pulled out a chastity cage, and locked my semi-hard cock inside. “We don’t want you getting any ideas, do we?” she said, her tone playful yet commanding. My heart raced as she slipped into a tiny black dress that hugged her curves, leaving me dizzy with desire.

“Oh, shit, I almost forgot,” Elle exclaimed, her eyes gleaming. “Take your pants off.”

“Yes, my queen,” I replied, my voice thick with submission as I complied.

“Turn around,” she instructed, digging into her bag. I obeyed, feeling her hand on my back as she bent me over. “Relax,” she said softly. I felt something wet and hard press against my ass, and I flinched. A sharp spank followed. “Relax,” she repeated, more firmly.

“Yes, my queen, I’ll relax,” I promised, steadying my breath.

“Good boy,” she cooed. She pressed the toy in deeper, and I moaned softly. “You okay?” she asked, her voice laced with care.

“Yes, my queen, I’m good,” I assured her. She pushed the toy in further, and I let out a louder moan, the sensation overwhelming. She stepped in front of me, holding a small remote.

“Do you know what this does?” she asked, a wicked grin spreading across her face.

“I’m guessing it controls the toy in my ass,” I replied, my voice trembling with excitement.

Without a word, she turned it on. A jolt of pleasure shot through me. “Mmm, fuck!” I gasped.

“Correct,” Elle said, her excitement palpable. “Let’s go to dinner.” She dropped the remote into her purse, and I pulled up my pants, my body buzzing as we headed out.

In the car, Elle’s hands roamed over my caged cock, her teasing driving me wild. The arousal was intoxicating. She grabbed the remote and turned it on again. “Oh, fuck!” I moaned, gripping the steering wheel.

“You like that, baby?” she asked, her voice sultry.

“Mmm, yes, my queen,” I managed, my body trembling as she cranked up the vibration.

“Oh my God, babe!” I gasped, struggling to focus on the road. When we arrived at the restaurant, she turned it off, and I relaxed instantly, catching my breath.

“Let’s go eat,” she said cheerfully, as if nothing had happened.

We sat in the middle of the bustling restaurant, the air charged with our secret. Elle leaned in, her breath hot against my ear. “My pussy is so wet right now,” she whispered, guiding my hand under her dress to her soaked panties. She was dripping, her arousal fueled by her control over me. She brought my wet fingers to her mouth, sucking them clean, her eyes locked on mine. “You want that?” she teased.

“Yes, my queen, so bad,” I replied, my voice thick with need.

“Good boy,” she said, her smile wicked.

As the waitress approached, Elle’s hand slipped into her purse. My heart raced as she flipped the switch, sending a wave of pleasure through me. I fought to keep my composure.

“How is everything?” the waitress asked.

“Good, real good,” I managed, my voice strained.

“Delicious,” Elle added, her tone innocent despite the mischief in her eyes.

“How about dessert?” the waitress offered.

“I think we’re good tonight, thank you,” I replied, eager to escape the intensity.

We finished dinner and drove back to the B&B, my hand sliding to Elle’s thigh. I moved her soaked panties aside, my fingers slipping into her dripping pussy. Her moans filled the car as I fingered her, my caged cock straining painfully. She turned the plug to full blast, and I cried out, “Oh, fuck, Elle, that feels incredible!”

We stumbled into our room, kissing fiercely. I pinned her against the wall, hands gripping her ass, but she took control. “Get undressed and get on the bed. Now,” she commanded.

“Yes, my queen,” I obeyed, stripping and lying on the bed. She emerged from the bathroom in her lingerie, panties gone, holding two sets of handcuffs. She cuffed my right arm to the bed, then my left, leaving me helpless. Pulling the remote from between her breasts, she turned it on. “Oh, fuck, Elle, my queen, that feels amazing!” I gasped.

“You ready, baby?” she asked, her voice dripping with promise.

“Oh my God, yes, my queen, I need to taste you so bad,” I begged.

“Good boy,” she purred. She straddled my face, her dripping pussy hovering above me. As she lowered herself, her wetness coated my lips, and she gripped my hair, grinding against my tongue. “Oh, fuck!” she moaned, riding my face. “Yes, baby, eat that pussy, you’re so good!” Her hand reached back, gripping my balls as she moved, her touch electric. “Your little dick is dripping, baby,” she teased, gently slapping my balls. She scooped up my precum and tasted it. “Mmm, you’re gonna need to try this, baby,” she said, her voice sultry.

Her moans grew louder. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum!” she screamed, gripping my hair tighter. “Fuck, yes!” Her body shook as she squirted, soaking my face. I choked slightly, gasping for air as her juices flooded my mouth. She climbed off, and I expected her to unlock my cage, my cock straining against its confines.

“Not yet, my love,” she teased, disappearing into the bathroom. Moments later, she returned, a large dildo strapped to her hips. My jaw dropped.

“Oh, fuck,” I stammered.

She stroked the toy, her eyes locked on mine. “You ready, baby?”

“Y-y-yes, my queen,” I stuttered, my heart pounding.

“Good boy.” She turned off the plug, rubbed lube over the dildo, and lifted my legs. Pulling the plug out, she leaned down, kissing me deeply, the dildo rubbing against my balls and hole. “Do you want my cock?” she asked.

“Yes, my queen,” I replied, my voice shaking.

“Tell me you want my cock,” she demanded.

“I want your cock, my queen,” I said, my body trembling with anticipation.

She smiled, rubbing the dildo against my hole before pressing it in. I winced in pain as she moved slowly. “Relax, honey, you’re doing great,” she soothed, pushing deeper. She gripped my waist, sliding it in fully.

“Oh, fuck, baby!” I yelled, the sensation overwhelming.

“Yeah, good boy,” she said, starting to thrust. She scooped up more of my precum, feeding it to me. “Open your mouth,” she ordered. I obeyed, sucking her fingers, the taste of my own precum igniting something primal in me. “Oh, you’re a good boy,” she praised.

She unlocked my cage, my cock springing free, rock-hard. Gripping it, she pounded my ass, each thrust hitting my prostate. “Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum!” I moaned, ecstasy overtaking me.

“Good boy, cum for your queen,” she commanded. My orgasm erupted, cum shooting across my stomach in waves. She stroked me, milking every drop, then leaned down, licking it up. She kissed me deeply, swapping my cum between us, my cock hardening again instantly. “You want it again?” she asked.

“Please, fuck me more, my queen,” I begged.

She uncuffed me. “On your hands and knees,” she demanded. I obeyed, and she shoved the dildo back into my ass, fucking me hard and fast. She spanked me, the sting making me moan louder. “Oh, you’re such a slut,” she moaned, spanking me again.

“Fuck, Elle, baby, I’m gonna cum again!” I gasped, stroking my cock.

“You better not finish on the bed,” she warned.

“Yes, my queen,” I panted, catching my cum in my hand as I climaxed. She pulled out, lying beside me.

“Eat it,” she demanded.

“Yes, my queen.” I brought my hand to my mouth, licking up my cum, my heart pounding. I wrapped my arms around her, her dildo pressing against my cock as we kissed. “I love you so much, my queen,” I whispered.

“I love you too, baby,” she replied, her voice soft. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, the intensity of the night binding us closer than ever.