“Did you masturbate each day last week, Slave?” Sapphire questioned with her taunting
mouth within three inches of James’s ear.

“No, Mistress!  I never do that!  You ordered me not to!”  The slave replied with a
tremble.

“That’s nice,” Sapphire hissed.  “I like to hear such reports.  Male sycophants like you
should NEVER be allowed to derive any sexual pleasure.  The fulfillment of enjoyable sex
was meant for females ONLY!  Remember that! -- It’s because women are totally superior to
male sluts like you.  As I’ve said before, a male is NOT to even think of sex, unless or
until his mistress permits it!  Your personal moment for a quick, meaningless ejaculation
is not for two additional months, and then it will be accomplished in less than twenty
seconds. You’ll be on your knees, right here in front of me when you do it!  Do you
understand what I’m telling you?”

“Yes, Mistress,” James replied, his voice almost inaudible.

“Meanwhile,” Sapphire continued, “you are to call me on the phone everyday!  I expect you
to have an erection whenever I hear your voice.  BUT, to make certain we have all of your
ridiculous masculine emotions under rigid control, I will install one of my trusty cock
cheats on you.  It is a perfect chastity device for any male!  It will help to keep you
under total sexual restriction!”

After a brief pause for more of her sadistic laughter, Mistress Sapphire continued,
“Understand, you detestable worm, I will be able to more thoroughly enjoy each of my own
hot, frantic orgasms, if I know you’re personally incapable of engaging in any sexual
activity yourself.  YOU WANT ME TO ENJOY MY OWN PERSONAL PLEASURES, DON’T YOU?”

“Yes, Mistress,” James replied.  “I’m here only for your most sublime happiness.”

“Yes!” Sapphire insisted.  “And don’t you ever forget it!  Do NOT attempt to take this
leather cock cheat off during the coming week, or I will certainly know about it, and
there will be additional hell for you to pay for any disobedience!”

Mistress Sapphire showed James the sharp metal studs on the interior flap of the black,
leather, conical device.  She laughed at James’s amplified concern.

Without further adieu, Sapphire expertly fitted the cock cheat to James’s semi-erect
penis.  A leather strap snapped tightly around the back of his scrotum to help keep it in
place.  Meanwhile, the flap surrounded James’s penis in a cylinder of tight leather, with
the metal studs poised on the inside.  Only the very tip of the slave’s penis protruded
slightly from the end of the encircling leather flap.  As Mistress Sapphire explained,
“You will be  allowed permission to pee during the coming week, but that’s all!”

Sapphire was pleased with her handiwork, and she even drew close to kiss James lightly on
the cheek, as if bestowing a great honor on him.  Actually, she was thinking of the pain
he was to endure, even while he was away from her dungeon.  A snicker of judicious elation
followed Sapphire’s sticky kiss.

“Now, you piece of disgusting filth,” Sapphire told James, “whenever you manage to get
one of your ridiculous erections during this week - even spontaneously - the prickling
studs will be there waiting to remind you of my explicit orders to get it down AT ONCE! 
Your pathetic male mind might accidentally overlook my personal command, but the sharp
metals studs won’t.  Haha!  They’ll be there to carry out my orders each and every time. -
I will give you a stunning preview right now!”

A moment later, Sapphire’s slender hand gripped to squeeze on the sleeve of the leather
cock cheat.  James immediately went into a distressful, full-bodied grimace, causing his
mistress to chuckle softly near his ear.

“There!  Isn’t that nice?” Sapphire smiled, “I’m sure you get the idea.  You keep that
silly cock of yours DOWN, - until we speak on the phone each day.  Then, I want to hear
you moaning from pain as I speak to you.  When I hear your sad voice, I’ll be able to
enjoy myself to the maximum.”

Slave James got another gentle kiss on the cheek from his mistress.  She seemed able to
tolerate her slave only when administering pain and humiliation to him.  It obviously
energized her to be doing so.  An enthralled, female spectator like Marsha Monroe could
easily understand the unfolding phenomenon.  Lovely Marsha was of the same sadistic
persuasion as it regarded all men.

At such times Marsha Monroe noted Mistress Sapphire had a habit of squeezing at her
nipples through her own clothing, or perhaps she would be seen caressing herself for a
moment with her hand at her crotch.  It was as if she was in the midst of a notable
ecstasy as she was dispensing her cruel punishments.  So it is with most sadistic female
personalities!

But Sapphire was not through applying her excruciating pressures to Slave James’s mind,
body, and emotions.  She was just beginning!