“ thanks” I said literally blushing this time around, she smiles at me, then tucks her hair behind her ears, I join her on the breakfast table, eating in silence it’s odd knowing my heart is beating like a war drum because I got complimented by my woman
Smile… my woman
I want to say something to her, but I have no way to say it, or an idea of what to say, it’s just stuck at the tip of my tongue, “ I have something for you” she said after taking the last pancakes with a little touch of honey in it.
“ it’s sweet” she complimented before cleaning her mouth, once again I blush, she’s spoiling me with compliments today, “ well__” she stands, brings out a box from underneath the dining, “ the last time you went out without me, you had your dick stuck in two ladies ass” she said
Embarrassment had its way down my heart. I regret it , it was my first time having so much money at my disposal, and not just that, I had this feeling of freedom and I was drunk as hell.
“ I_I am sorry” I stuttered, her face gave nothing away, instead she proceeded by opening a box, she had hidden under the table, the cover was placed the opposite way, then I see something metallic from my point of view.
“ don’t flatter yourself, it’s a chastity” she takes it out, it’s a spiral chastity, shiny and new, the view makes my heart yelp, she wants to?.
“ yes Martin, I want to lock your dick martins, I don’t trust you”
Ouch, it hurts so much, having that word proceed to her mouth, “ I promise, I wouldn’t have anything to do with another woman” I said, she just smirks, then brings out a lock from the box, it’s tiny and shiny.
Gulping down a mouth full of saliva, my fingers clench the table hard, my toe pressing hard in my shoe which is buried on the floor now, I have never been in chastity, and for crying out loud, I have never walked out with that stuff on my dick.
“ Sinclair” I mutter, she hushed me seductively, with her fingers on her cherry red lips, “ that’s a penalty for breaking a rule, you would never go out without chastity” she said, I don’t reply, I just gulp then stares blankly at her, accepting my fate already there no convincing her in this.
“ stand” she commands this time in a stern voice, I do as she says, now I stand just two steps away from her, “ you are nervous, I won’t bite” she teased , then blew kisses on the air for me,I didn't say anything I just stared.
She kneels before me, “ you are up early” she compliments, gulping down again, if only she knew her daughter caused it, she wouldn’t feel so free saying it, she smirks then unbuttons my trousers, unzipping my zipper, it doesn’t end there.
“ oooh” she says, eyeing my dick, it hasn’t settled after the last weird scene, making me scoff, she pulls my boxers down, letting my dick spring free from the clutches of my pants, she smiles then rubs it gently.
“ Time to put it in the cage, '' she said, kissing it slightly, I just watch her goof around with my dick, then she puts the chastity on it, “ it’s specially customized, it will feel like nothing” she said then tuck my balls in, before locking it.
Indeed it’s feels free but the head of my dick is locked with a hole at the end for peeing, that’s just weird, “ well that’s all set up”, she wears my boxers back, my dick still up, and with this chastity on I bet it wouldn’t die down anytime soon, she wears my trousers back then buttons i ur back.
She pulls me in, then wraps her hands around my neck, placing a kiss on my lips gently, drawn immediately to her kiss, I feel excited again, just having her in my arms, moan of satisfaction, swept over me as the scent of apricot and cocoa butter fill my nostrils she smells so nice.
“ time for work, welcome to the bussiness life papi” she said, she smiles sweetly, exposing her well dented dimples, her smile is infectious I find myself smiling again, “ thanks one’s more, your fuck boy will make you proud for sure” I said to her, she giggles girlishly.
“ prove me wrong” I said, she kisses me hurriedly then removes her wrist from my hands, before walking back, to her table she cleans her mouth with a napkin then stands up, “ no matter what be home by six” she said then with few elegant strides she is out, through the elevator. I watch her move out of reach , the house fills so hollow without her in it.
As nervousness creeps in my heart, it feels so hard going out into the world knowing my face has literally been on the internet for days, trending on newspapers as well, but I have to, if Sinclair could do it so could I.
Taking my favorite car, the Aston martins in the garage, I zoom off to the first restaurant using the aid of the google search the car comes with, locating it wasn’t as hard.
First stop was a see through restaurant, there I saw the owner standing,I had informed her I would come patronize, now she’s standing With a clown look, over excited I guess, knowing it was the boner of the favorite Sinclair.
standing with her hands behind his back, she looked like she was in his early thirties, or lesser. “ Good morning sir, my name is Janet” she said, “ martins” I said, she grinned in response, her eye travel down my pants, fuck there’s still a bludge there, making me gulp.
“ After you” I said, finally distracting her from drooling at the size of my dick.
My hands travel down my pants amid the excursion and I know the bulge from earlier would not just die down, and the chastity made it feel and look like an erection but I don’t say anything, just trying my best to look formal enough, she must have heard the news as well, meaning she knew that my dick used to be a public property.
“ So Mr Jacobs, do you like this design? We have others” she said after minutes of taking me through the luxurious building.
It’s so cliche, and I don’t really imagine myself in here, “ I don’t like it, but don’t get me wrongs it’s a nice restaurant “ I said before taking her soft hand for a shake, she grabs it almost immediately, shaking nervously, she couldn’t hide the tensions any longer.
Still maintaining that devilishly smirk she had on when I first came, something in me tells me she is gaining more from this than I am
Next restaurant wasn’t different from the first one, and to be honest, I guess all this restaurant is the same with flowers outside mostly fake, with mud, then the inside were table with four grouped chairs, and a well polished iron table with wooden top, it’s good but I don’t like it either.
“ Hey man, been watching you all along, you got some bulge down there” the man said, just making me smirk, “ please don’t be offended, news had it that you know_, you are boning the famous Sinclair brandon” he said, while still on parole.
Well he’s bold
Choked up by this, Sinclair didn’t give me any lines to say when people asked if the news was real, “ well, I don’t discuss personal life with business, talking about business I don’t like your restaurant “ I said, stopping the parole immediately.
Pained with a lot of reasons, I can’t even call her my woman in public. I could only call her babe just for her ears alone, it’s a weird relationship I am not so happy about.
Walking down my car I zoom off to the final destination. I hope it isn’t a goofy journalist wanting something to post later. This restaurant is a little bit far, slightly past Santa Monica. It was a third option knowing it wasn’t as big as the two I saw earlier.
On getting there, it was quiet and chilly, with the sun still warm above me, it looked deserted, as sights of sharp sand on green carpet grass surrounded me, not just that, there weren’t people around, I could count them, it was on the other side.
Just different.
There I see a building steps away from the sandy floor, it’s totally made of wood, with water surrounding it it, it reeks of calmness and sweetness, I could almost sleep just from the breeze and calmness, it feels like home, it feels like baldwin
The bird, hovering around, obviously to get something from the river not far from there, “ you must be Martin” I hear a Crooked voice say, turning I see an old man, maybe in his 60s, dressed in khaki shorts and a T-shirt quite modeset if I must say.
“ Yes, Martin,” his eyes travel down my pants, before he gets hold of my eyes. “ Well, here’s the restaurant, it’s deserted as you can see,” he said.
To me it feels like home”
“It’s just perfect
“ I love it “ I said