Sun Hee Ch. 05

NOTE: Expert-level readers should ask themselves whether Sun Hee would want them to cum or whether she would expect them to cum only if and how she allows her chastity boy to cum.

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After Sun Hee fucked my face that afternoon, she fell exhausted into my arms, and we had a long and very frank talk about everything that had been happening over the last several days. It felt incredibly, deliciously intimate lying naked with her in her dorm bed and sharing so openly. We talked about everything. We talked about her feeling hurt from the night before and about her struggle to navigate the complex and often unfair expectations placed on her by others as a Korean girl. We talked about the way she hated being treated back in Korea, and how she struggled in a different fashion the stereotypes and expectations she found placed on her here. She explained that discovering her power over me was really changing her sense of herself and her own sexual desires. By "taking" my manhood, it was like she was the man now, she said, and that gave her access to a world of possibility and privilege she had always envied.

I shared with her as frankly and honestly as I could what it felt like to be caged in her little chastity device. I described the way my balls felt and the hopeless but insistent attempts to get hard - and what it felt like to have her cage constantly block any erection. I told her what it was like knowing she held the key, and knowing that I was truly under her control. I described how humiliating it felt to be locked this way, and how mortifying it would be if anyone found out. She seemed to find that especially interesting. (I felt a little guilty, but I didn't tell her about the particular fascination I felt being caged around her roommate Jin Sook and how much she intimidated me, fearing Sun Hee's jealousy. But I think she must have sensed it. However much Sun Hee wanted control, her roommate Jin Sook was the clear alpha girl of the group, the glamorous "mean girl" who came from money and let everyone know it. There was a rivalry there.)

In turn, Sun Hee explained how strange and liberating it felt to be with me. She said that while many guys hit on her and got sex from her, I was special for the way I took time to get to know her. She confessed that she liked sex and missed feeling a hard cock inside her, but I gave her things no one else could. She said it felt strange that we still hadn't even slept together, but she liked it. Of course she did: she was the one getting to cum as often as she liked on my tongue while I went without.

We talked this way for hours, with me nibbling at her ears and nuzzling her full and pert breasts. I admired how big her tits looked standing out on her petite little frame. Her areolas were so small and just barely darker than her light, golden skin, and I loved how sensitive and eager her little nipples were. At just 5'4'', Sun Hee couldn't be more than 115 lbs soaking wet, so cute and endearing. For her part, Sun Hee played with my penis and balls, endlessly fascinated by the cage she had locked around me and exploring every curve and lock.

We cuddled and held each other like this during the sleepy afternoon, napping in one another's arms. Then, later that evening, I took Sun Hee out on a date into the city and things felt right again between us. Not everything was about sex and chastity between us, though that part of our relationship continued to intensify; we also had a connection as two people in love that only deepened as she took things further and further. If I had felt upset by the way she was treating me, I could have left her. I mean, I would have been heartbroken, but I could have. The thing was - I didn't want to. I liked the relationship that was building between us.

Still,I had been locked for five days now. Never in my adult life had I gone so long without cumming. My release yesterday had been cancelled, rather cruelly. And while Sun Hee had promised that she would "release me soon," she also insisted that when would be entirely up to her. I was counting the days. After five days, the next day was day six.

DAY SIX: The next day, Sunday, I indulged my Princess by taking her out to buy her a new dress. Sun Hee teased me about how she had a good laugh this morning thinking about how long I've been kept locked up now and how much fun it was to take advantage of me because of it. "In fact," she said, "I want you to buy me a new dress today. Just because."

Who was I to say no?

We spent the long sunny afternoon, then, exploring an upscale outdoor mall area, one of those ersatz-village places with the cobblestone pathways, park areas, and condos above the shops. We walked hand in hand, enjoying the sun and crowds and the salty hint of the ocean air. As we people watched, Sun Hee teased me about how all the other young guys out with their dates would be "getting pussy" tonight while I would stay locked up. She asked casually how long I thought a couple had been together and what kind of sex they had: was it "hard and rough," "slow and sensual," or "quick and dirty"? Did I "think she made him use a condom"? The worst - by which I mean the best - was when Sun Hee would point to a couple or to a group of young women and ask how I thought they would react if "she knew I was locked in a cage"?

In was kind of fun, actually. Humiliating, but fun. We made up little stories about the people we passed, and Sun Hee especially enjoyed the way I couldn't help but stammer every time she teased me about one of the passing women knowing about my cage or seeing it through my pants.

"You wouldn't really tell, would you?" I asked once or twice, rather meekly.

She shrugged and giggled. "Maybe."

The first thing we shopped for, I insisted, was some new bras. I was tired of seeing my Princess in those ill-fitting white cotton bras she always wore from Korea. When we tried to go into the back area for a fitting, the saleswoman brusquely and rather rudely pushes me out of the room, scolding me to wait awkwardly on the sales floor.

It's an oddly uncomfortable feeling as a guy to be left alone in a specialty lingerie shop with nothing but bras and panties on the racks around you. Other women shopping look at you like you're some kind of perv or predator. If only they knew I was caged in chastity. No threat to them at all. And no use, either.

My beautiful girlfriend, my keyholder, made me wait at least half an hour before she finally came out of the dressing room smiling cheerfully, carrying several bras and matching panties that she then placed up on the counter. One was an very feminine red lace, the other a more sultry black. My dick surged in its cage as I tried to imagine how Sun Hee will look in the red one. Seeing her in red lace was something of a special fantasy for me, as she well knew.

As we left the shop, Sun Hee burst into laughter. "I told her!" she giggled. "I told the saleswoman about your cage. When we were in the back, she was measuring me, I told her."

My face immediately flushed red, and my body grew stiff. The cage around my penis suddenly became much too small. The sales clerk was an black woman in her early 30s, attractive in a rather sexy outfit. I looked back over my shoulder, shocked by the sudden knowledge. The clerk was looking my way. She knew!

The effect was both humiliating and exciting. I held Sun Hee's hand even tighter as we walked away.

Our shopping bags started to accumulate as we explored the mall. At one point Sun Hee was admiring a gold and silver metallic top worn by a mannequin in the display window. It was a tight halter that displayed a plunging neckline that, even on the mannequin, seemed startlingly revealing. On impulse, I dared Sun Hee to wear it, knowing of course that she would never agree. But then she proved me wrong. She had a brash swagger to her as she marched into the boutique - more, still, that I was learning about her - and then that bag was added to our collection.

Finally, the dress. Sun Hee found the perfect one. It was a tiny little babydoll, all pale yellow cotton and lace. It looked so feminine and girlish on her, there seemed almost to be a glow about her. Looking at my beautiful Korean girlfriend in this dress, I couldn't believe how lucky I was to be with her. Her large, nubile breasts strained against the delicate lace around her cleavage, and the short hem hovered provocatively around her narrow hips, just barely long enough to touch the tops of her thighs.

It was also pretty expensive. Too expensive. I was just a poor college student, too. But Sun Hee clearly wanted the dress badly. She looked up at me with her big, wet eyes from under her dark bangs. She looked so beautiful, I couldn't say no. She knew that buying her pretty things was part of my submission to her, and it felt so good to indulge her. Despite myself, I felt a little thrill putting this all on my credit card, knowing how I would struggle to pay it off.

DAY SEVEN: Still no release. If I thought that spoiling her with pretty new clothes would earn me any mercy, she showed me just what a fool I still was. Instead, Sun Hee found my before class looking like a cat who had gotten the cream. At first I didn't realize what had her so pleased with herself. She wore a delicate little gold chain around her neck that I didn't recognize, and she kept running the chain between her lips in a way that was clearly meant to be significant.

Then I finally realized what I was seeing, and a thrill of sexual tension ran down my spine. It wasn't just the golden chain between her lips, it was my key!

Sun Hee smiled widely, showing the key she held between her teeth. "I see you know what this is," she said with satisfaction. Then she opened her mouth to let the key drop down against her breasts.

"I thought I would start wearing your key around my neck," she said. "Do you like that, sweetie? This way I can always remind you who owns your little penis. And even when you're not around, I know right where you are." She patted the key at her breast.

"I do so like my toy. It's very precious," she continued. "With this key, I like that I can take it out and play with it anytime I like, and then put it back safely in its little cage whenever I'm done.

She patted the key possessively. "Isn't that right, baby?"

I nodded agreement. It was true. Knowing that her key was right there around her neck was already adding a significant new dimension to my chastity predicament.

"Of course, if someone sees or asks about the key, you need to remember the rule." She arched her eyes at me significantly. Apparently that would require me to explain to that person what the key is for.

The possibility alarmed me. Thankfully, she slipped the chain underneath her top, so that while the golden chain was clearly visible around her neck, the key itself was safely tucked again between her breasts.

Later that day, as we studied together at the library, Sun Hee teased me again with the key. She pulled it out and let it hang outside her cleavage, the little key shining clearly against the white cotton of her top. Several times she took the key between her lips and sucked on it. She seemed almost unconscious of this new habit.

Several people we knew passed by to say hello, and Jin Sook even joined us briefly at the table. But thankfully nobody noticed Sun Hee's new bit of jewelry. Or at least no one said anything.

At one point, while she and Jin Sook were talking, Sun Hee abruptly exclaimed, "Oh, shoot. I left my favorite pen back in my room. It's all the way on the other side of campus."

She slumped back in her chair looking disappointed and then gave me a pointed look.

"I- I can go get it for you," I offered. It was a ridiculous errand to run; I wasn't even sure Sun Hee had a favorite pen. But I was pretty sure she was wanting to test her control, and well, it worked.

"You're the best, sweetie," Sun Hee said. She held out her room key, made me promise I wouldn't touch anything else in her or Jin Sook's room, and then brusquely sent me on my way.

Jin Sook studied me closely as I trotted off.

The thing is, I wanted to go. I wanted to make Sun Hee happy.

DAY EIGHT: In the hallway with Sun Hee, that guy from our class, Sebastian, came over and asked if she wanted to study in the library this afternoon. Sun Hee paused and shot me a meaningful look. She was testing me to see if I would obey the new rules. Her body language made clear that any hope of release depended on it. Her left hand fingered the chain around her neck, though the key remained hidden inside her dress.

"You should go," I croaked, trying to sound casual but failing miserably. "Really, it's ok," I told them. "I need to catch my other class anyway."

It was the most terrifying and nerve wracking thing I had ever said. I couldn't believe it. But Sun Hee looked pleased.

Watching them walk away filled me with dread and intoxicating excitement. It was just an afternoon study session, they probably wouldn't even be alone, but still the prospect electrified me and made my imagination run wild.

Later, alone in her room with her, Sun Hee sat in her desk chair and pulled me down onto my knees. Struggling a bit with her dress, she lifted it up over her hips and urged me down between her legs. She had her legs draped over my shoulders as I licked her to orgasm.

As I licked her sweet little pussy, Sun Hee talked idly about how proud she was of me for standing aside while she went off to study with Sebastian. "You were a good boy," she said.

DAY NINE: It had been more than twice my original chastity sentence now, and I hoped sincerely this would be the day she would finally release me. She even hinted as much, several times.

"Oh, nine days? Has it really been that long?" Sun Hee asked, all innocently.

She sat beside me at lunch, making sure I saw the key she still wore around her neck. "It's been quite a while, I guess, since I locked up your cock. You've been so sweet to me these last few days. I think it's having a real effect on your behavior. I like that."

Sun Hee snuggled closer. She felt so warm and innocent against me, but the desperate, endless buzz in my balls said otherwise. "I like that I'm changing the way you think about sex," she continued. "Sex doesn't mean intercourse for you anymore, does it? Now, sex means licking me, and I'm the one who gets to orgasm."

She kissed me chastely on the cheek. "Who knows, maybe you will even learn to stop needing any orgasm yourself."

Somehow, I strongly doubted that. I couldn't ever imagine getting used to the endless, merciless suffering of her chastity, though I did love it.

Sensing the way I flinched, Sun Hee reached under the table between my legs and wrapped her hand around my caged penis. "That's right," she purred. "Feeling the squeeze of my cage around your cock at all times is a constant reminder of who owns you and what I expect from you."

It was humiliating and exciting to have her grope me this way in the middle of the university cafeteria with so many people walking by. Any of them could see us right now, and some of them almost certainly did.

She leaned in, her lips right against my ear, and in a throaty whisper threatened, "I'm going to keep you locked until the truth really sets in - I own you."

It was thrilling to hear her speak this way, but then, as she often did, she twisted the knife still further. Reaching her hand still further between my legs, Sun Hee put on a mock-disappointed face and exclaimed, "Oh, but I do keep forgetting how small your penis is."

She pitched her voice just right, just loudly enough, that the group at the next table could hear. I knew because they suddenly burst into laughter and several of the girls and one of the guys turned to look our way.

Sun Hee smiled innocently.

DAY TEN: Finally - finally! - after ten long days, the moment came. I was in the library studying with some friends that evening when I got a text from Sun Hee.

"It's time. 9pm your place. Don't be late or you lose."

I knew immediately what she meant, and the joy that shot through my body in that moment was euphoric. Noticing the time, that joy was immediately replaced by a kind of blind panic. It was 8:54 now, and my dorm was on the far side of campus.

I shot to my feet, knocking books and papers everywhere and startling my friends. "Gotta go!" I spurted and frantically stuffed everything pell-mell into my bag. God only knows what they thought of me as I hurriedly darted out on them.

And then I was running across campus chanting to myself (I hope to myself) some version of: "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, Sun Hee is finally letting me cum!"

It felt like Christmas and I must have been smiling like an idiot when I burst into the hallway panting from exhaustion because Sun Hee smiled, clearly amused, when she saw me. And yes, she was calmly waiting for me right next to my door. She must have planned this, I realized, already knowing I wasn't in my room, and was jerking my chain with her "threat" that I'd better be home.

Well, she had jerked my chain, and sure enough I came running like a hopeless puppy. Just the way she wanted me.

"Somebody sure looks eager," Sun Hee laughed. She patted my cheek affectionately, but I was already sweeping her up in my arms, surprising her with my boisterous excitement. I rubbed my caged cock hard against her hips savoring the knowledge that soon that cage would finally be removed.

My roommate Blake must have thought we were drunk when we stumbled into the shared outer room, both of us giggling and pawing at each other. The look on his face said it all: he knew we were about to be getting it on in my room, and for once he was right. Sun Hee gave him a flirty wave that made me a little jealous, and his eyes followed her across the room, but it didn't matter. I was finally getting out of my cage.

The door safely latched behind us, I pulled her in for a rough kiss and growled into her ear, "I need you so much, baby."

Sun Hee seemed to melt into my arms in a way that felt heavenly, her body so soft and limp and submissive. She felt so sexual, so feminine, and everything about her smelled so good. It felt bittersweet to realize this is how her old boyfriends must have experienced her: feminine, soft, trembling with need - ready to be used for their pleasure.

Sun Hee trembled with obvious desire. However desperate for release I was, she clearly felt a raw sexual need of her own, and she burrowed closer into my chest. "Mmm, baby, it feels really good hearing that," she murmured. Her upturned face seemed almost out of focus, as if she too were feeling lost in the moment.

I leaned down to kiss her again, softly at first and then with a burning need, growing almost violent as I forced my tongue inside her and began to explore her mouth. Her tiny fingers clutched at me, and I felt her nipples hard and rough against my chest. This was how it would feel - to take her. I could just push forward like this, press her delicate little body down against the bed, climb on top of her and between her. I could push apart her legs, and she would open for it, she would open. I could feel how readily she would open, letting herself be taken. Rough or gentle. No, it would be rough. She would allow it rough, she would like it rough, and we would be fucking. I would be between her bare little legs and we would be fucking. My bare cock inside her treasure.

Sun Hee's palm pressing against my chest broke the reverie. She pushed me away and stepped back, taking charge even as she, too, seemed to tremble with desire.

My head was spinning as I struggled to contain myself. I must be good still, the cage wasn't off yet, I was still at her mercy.

A little half-smile darted over her lips. She looked thoughtful, yet pleased. She stepped away, patting my shoulder and murmuring something I couldn't make out, in Korean I think, and I took some solace from how visibly difficult it was for her, too, not to simply give into this moment of passion.