Submission Wrestling: Chapter 2
In less than an hour, the morning sun lit up the room outside her window. When she woke up, she reached out to touch his hip instinctively, only to find empty space. Confused, she quickly turned to the other side of the bed and saw Ben sleeping soundly, tied to the bedposts with his arms and legs above him.
It's not possible for him to have moved, considering the restraints. As her gaze fell lower, his erection pressed against the mattress. The slightest movement caused him to grunt, still groggy. He opened his eyes, taking in the situation unfolding before him. Finding Erica sitting next to him, he looked surprised and embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Erica," he said hesitantly. He was unsure as to why she allowed him these liberties the previous night, while now demanding strict obedience.
"You're awake!" she grinned, realizing he was probably dreaming of the sexual activities they'd shared. "Now you can call me Erica."
He smiled, nodding eagerly. "Yes, Erica."
"Good boy." She smiled, her tone softening considerably. "We should get dressed and go eat something."
They showered together and dressed up, then headed down to the hotel dining room. Over coffee and eggs Benedict, Erica sent a text to her assistant, informing her she'd return the next day.
As they waited for their food, she noticed the nervous fidgeting from Benjamin. It wasn't due to hunger; he appeared both terrified and excited by the prospect of speaking freely about himself.
To put his fears at ease, Erica asked about his work as an accountant: if he preferred numbers or worked better with people.
Given his honest answers, she found herself fascinated by his stories and unintentionally forgot about the restrictions she had imposed on him last night. Noticeably leaning forward, she asked unexpectedly:
"What do you think will happen next?"
Unsure, he suggested alternatives: shopping or watching movies.
She shook her head and replied, "We'll play a game called Truth or Dare."
He frowned, unsure what it meant.
"You'll tell me three truths; things nobody else knows. Then I'll give you two dares. If you refuse either one, you'll be locked in a chastity device for 24 hours without cumming."
He considered this, unsure if revealing personal details was a good idea. Until he reflected on the enticing rewards involved.
"Alright!" he said boldly. "The first one: I like to read books rather than watch TV."
"That's insignificant," she said.
He fumbled for a second before trying again. "Well, I used to work as a bartender until I faced frequent issues at work because I kept being late."
"Why were you late?"
"I had trouble waking up in the mornings."
"You're lazy?" she asked.
"No! I just hate mornings."
"Curious," she mused. "Any other hidden secrets?"
Finally, he presented his third truth: "I strongly believe I'm bisexual."
Her eyebrows raised, surprised. "Why did you keep that secret?"
"I've always been nervous about revealing that part of me to people."
Her smile widened. "Interesting."
Meanwhile, Benjamin tried to figure out what happens if he succeeded, what if he failed...
"If you complete both tasks, you'll choose your own reward. Or else, I'll determine the duration of your confinement."
Back in their room, Erica watched Ben struggle with his ideas.
- Sun rose shortly.
- Erica touched Ben's empty bed.
- Ben awoke tied, injured.
- He was startled to see Erica, then embarrassed.
- She changed the rules, amused.
- They showered and ate breakfast.
- She sent an assistant a text about her return flight.
- Ben's shyness eased with his first truth.
- She encouraged more confessions.
- He shared his recent vulnerable, secret sexuality.
- Erica reacted with a curious smile.
- She urged him to divulge any other hidden truths.
- He struggled to find what else to share.
- Erica suggested a game to encourage more sharing.
- She set unyielding rules for his confessions.
- Benjamin hesitated, then started with his third truth.
He shifted uncomfortably. "I never brought up the subject... Figured you wouldn't be interested in dating someone who isn't straight."
She chuckled softly. "Not right, sweetie. I find men who aren't scared to embrace all aspects of themselves to be super attractive. But I'm still unsure why you refrained from mentioning it for so long."
"I've only been contemplating coming out relatively recently. I wanted to ensure my family supported me before informing the rest of the world."
"Ah, that makes sense. Now, let's get down to the challenges."
He sighed in relief. "Excellent! How can I earn my freedom?"
"You must plant two kisses on me." He processed this for a moment, then realization dawned in his eyes. "But... but Ma'am!"
She sighed. "Remember, you consented to these terms. So didn't you anticipate something different?"
His lips parted, and he struggled to respond. "Yes, Ma'am."
The second they stood together, she grabbed his head tightly between her hands and crushed his lips against hers. He initially resisted, attempting to avoid eye contact, but eventually caved, kissing her with all the passion he could muster.
When they broke their embrace, she noticed he seemed flushed and breathless. She couldn't suppress a grin. "Nicely done!" she exclaimed. "Let's give it another go."
She led him to the bed, where she pushed him down onto all fours. Then she straddled his body, facing away from his head, and leaned in to press her breasts against him. As she ground against him, she whispered into his ear, "I'll bet you'd like a bit more authority here, huh? Is it more your style to be the one making the decisions instead of being forced into submission?"
He moaned loudly, unable to control himself even though he knew full well she might punish him later.
After several minutes of merciless torment, she finally attained an orgasm. When she collapsed beside him on the bed, he turned around instantly to check on her. Seeing her contented expression, he reached for her crotch. Before he could touch her, however, she hindered him.
"Not now, Ben. We still have another task left."
"But... but we completed our game last night," he begged weakly. "Can't I have some release today?" The need in his voice almost swayed her, but she knew that granting it would neither profit her nor him.
Instead, she got up and journeyed to her suitcase. From inside, she produced a small black box housing a metal chastity device. She placed it atop the dresser across the room from where he lay, panting on the floor.
"What's that?" he queried quietly.
"This is called a cage for the penis."
Without waiting for more questions, she returned to him and knelt beside him. "Stand up, Ben," she ordered. She slipped the device over his erect member, which fit comfortably despite its size. Then she affixed a padlock behind his balls, leaving him imprisoned in the iron contraption.
Finally, she affixed a chain to one end of the device and secured it to the bedpost.
"Alright, Ben," she said evenly. "If you clear this second challenge within twenty-four hours, I'll release you."
Then she made her way to the bathroom to bathe once more while he remained powerless and bound.
The sound of running water echoed through the room until she emerged, wearing nothing but a towel tied around her waist. Her hair was wet and wearing down her shoulders, making her seem less daunting somehow.
Noticing her draw near, he attempted to sit up, but the position made it impossible for him to execute any other movement other than lying flat on his stomach. He battled feebly but eventually surrendered to his predicament.
Erica smirked gently at his struggles. "Don't fret, Ben. I won't leave you this way forever. Just think of it as a chance to relax and recover from yesterday's events."
She positioned herself next to him on the bed and observed him intently. Finally, she spoke. "Did you know how gratifying it was to witness you strain last night?"
He shook his head no, ashamed to confess the truth.
"Well, it was. Every little twitch in your muscles clued me in on how hard you were striving to please me. And every sound you made -- whether it originated from ecstasy or pain -- made me feel invincible."
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