He Belongs To Her Now Ch. 02

Tom woke the next morning feeling groggy as the light filtered through the blinds hitting him in the face. Propping himself up on one elbow he looked around for Jasmine but she was nowhere to be found.

"Jasmine?" He called out.

Without a verbal response, she came into the living room where he'd been sleeping and took a seat at the end of the couch. "You looked so cozy, I didn't want to wake you." She told him.

Tom smiled. He felt so comfortable with her even though he barely knew her quite yet.

"So... heh, what're the plans for today?" He asked.

She gave him a look over. "Well, I don't know about you but I have work today."

"Oh yeah, work..." Tom thought to himself before speaking aloud, "Yeah, I think I'm on the schedule today as well.."

Running her hand down his leg, she gave him a second glance, "Look, about last night."

"It was great! I had a lot of fun!" Tom chimed in with the look of an exited kid.

"I'm sure it was.." She responded. "But I've had a lot of guys have fun with me and then just run off because they get weirded out after a bit. I really like you though, and... you know when I said last night that you were mine?" Tom nodded. "Well, I hope this doesn't come off as crazy, but I'd like to try something new."

Tom sat up and looked her in the eyes as he could tell this was possibly make or break. He watched her intently as she shuffled around in her pockets a bit before pulling out some kind of weird looking metal thing.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Well, I found it online. It's called a male chastity device." Closely watching him to get a feel of his reaction, seeing nothing but ignorance and confusion she continued cautiously.. "See, I... want to put this on your cock."

Tom definitely looked confused alright. "For.. what exactly?"

"To show your complete loyalty to me." Her face stern with a bit of uncertainty leering at him. "It covers it so you can't use it unless it's with me. A tiny lock goes on there, and I hold the key."

Tom was definitely feeling a bit awkward by this point. Not for a second did he question if she was serious, but rather he wondered, what kind of relationships had she been in prior that had her this paranoid? Paranoid to the point of wanting to lock up his dick.. But, then again.. being a girl with a cock would definitely make most guys run..

Tom barely thought things over before his look of deep thought quickly became one of supportive nature and slight lust.

"Uhhh... Okay, so how do we put it on?" Tom said with an unsure smile.

Jasmine's face lit up! All of her research was about to come pouring out. She quickly began pulling Tom's pants down with a bit of his assistance, and was soon on her knees in front of him ready to lock away his manhood.

"So, it just... hmm.. nice cock Tom.." She paused to admire it for just a moment. Taking it in her hand and feeling how smooth and clean his cut flaccid dick was.

"Err, yeah, so it slides on like this.. and this piece goes under your balls like this, and.." She looked up at him as he heard a click. "Just like that, you're mine baby boy!"

He rubbed himself from the side. "Feels kinda uncomfortable. How do I pee?" He questioned.

Standing up, and putting the keychain necklace around her neck she replied, "Um, I did some online research of course and they say that you should definitely sit when you pee (chuckle) to avoid pissing everywhere.. but there's a slit in the front to allow for it to flow out!"

"Oh... okay." Tom muttered, still kind of unsure about all this, but also kind of excited about getting to be with this cute thick black girl.

Jasmine turned and went into the kitchen as Tom pulled up his pants, almost falling over in his haste. "I made breakfast, would you like some?" Asked Jasmine.

Sitting down at the table, Tom said, "Sure, I'm absolutely starving!"

They proceeded to eat the eggs, bacon, and toast she had made and the whole time he just felt aware of this thing on his dick. "How long do I have to keep this thing on?" He asked.

"I know It's going to be a bit uncomfortable and it'll take some getting used to, but after awhile you'll get so used to it and you won't even know it's there!" She replied, continuing to happily eat away at her meal.

Tom looked around at her well maintained kitchen, noticing that she had completely dodged the question.. But, he wasn't going to press the matter. At the end of the day, he still had what he wanted. For so long, he had been the shyest guy.. and being a shy white guy attracted to big black girls was something of a problem. Not only did he have the cultural barrier, but the shyness just added injury to insult.

After breakfast they sat around and shared small talk.. stories about themselves, family stuff, hobbies, and the like. Before long it was time for them to go to work and after getting ready they hopped in the car and went in for their shift.

***

The two arrived at work and with little talk, they went inside the restaurant and clocked in for their shifts. Getting to work in the dish room, Tom couldn't help but constantly feel the discomfort of this contraption encasing his dick. He went about his work, however, hoping that his decision would pay off.

About halfway through, Tom was on his break in the back room. Jasmine peeked her head in, "So how goes it?"

Tom just looked at her with this look of sarcasm.

"Oh, c'mon! It can't be that bad.." Jasmine said. "Come with me."

Tom quickly got up out of the breakroom seat and followed her into the next hallway which had an employee restroom. She opened the door and he followed her in.

"Get on your knees." said Jasmine very calmly.

Without much thought, he quickly got to his knees before her. This made her smile the most sinister grin. "You know what I want you to do." She stated in the most confident manner.

Tom did know what she wanted him to do.. But here? At work?

"C'mon, we can't take forever! We are at work after all.." Jasmine's hand was on her hip with an impatient look on her face. Tom knew time was of the essence.

He quickly started to unzip her pants and pull down her panties. She parted her legs and out popped that meaty cock of hers. The scent hit him like a wall. It was stronger than the night before, but that only made sense as they were mid-work shift. She was a server after all.. which meant plenty walking!

Tom took a deep breath and got to work. Her cock tasted salty and musky, but sweet. Unlike the night before, his nervousness was aside him. He began bobbing his head like the girls he'd seen in porn do. Jasmine loved what she was seeing play out before her as she bagan to get into it herself.

Taking him by the hair, she began rocking her hips to the same tempo of his head bobbing. Very rapidly her cock swelled to it's full size. Tom looked up hoping to make eye contact but Jasmine's head was tilted back in pure bliss. A mouth like his was all she had ever dreamed of. He closed his eyes and doubled his effort.

Her cock was so hard, he quickly felt the roof of his mouth getting sore as she dipped in and out of it. Feeling her nails digging into his scalp, he knew she was close. Sensing this, he decided to go all in.. He swallowed her, taking his lips all the way to her hairy mound and wiggling his head.

Jasmine's legs started to feel weak as she could feel her load swelling up from her smooth ball sack. She held his head in place as she gave something between 20 to 30 thrusts in and out of his throat. Who was counting?

Before long, she was trembling with lust.. She pulled her cock from the depths of his throat and began tugging herself vigorously while holding his head in place with the other hand. Looking down at him, his lips swollen, his chin coated in saliva and precum..

"Oh fuck baby, yes!" She moaned as her cock began to spurt that sweet honey.

Tom, aside himself just squinted as her cock began spewing molting hot cum in thick ropes across his face. The first landing from his mouth to the middle of his forehead, the next across the bridge of his nose and into his eye... He opened his mouth wide, hoping to give her a point to aim at, but her aim was simply at his face.

She just kept cumming and cumming, just like the night before. By the time she was done, he couldn't open his eyes from the stinging burn of her cum.. but he could feel it coated on his face, he could feel it dripping down onto his shirt..

"Oh fuck!" His voice sounded throaty and whispy, and upon opening his mouth, he allowed much more of her cum to slip in off of his lips... It was so thick, creamy, warm, and salty.

Jasmine, coming to her senses wiped his eyes with her thumb. "You were great baby.." She cooed.

His eyes opened, bloodshot from her spunk. Looking up at her, he wiped his face with his hand and licked around his mouth. Again, he tasted her essence even more. So thick and pungent. The aroma filled his nostrils as he breathed in. He looked at his hand to see it covered in thick pearly white cum..

A glob of her cum had made it's way from his brow down into his left eye, so he squinted it shut and looked at her with the other. "Ummm, so" was all he was able to get out.

"Hehehe" She giggled. "Get yourself cleaned up! I gotta go chack on my tables.." And with that, she zipped herself back up and slipped out of the restroom, locking the door behind her of course.

Tom got up from the floor and checked his face in the mirror. He was coated in her honey. He went to reach for the paper towel dispenser but paused... He looked at himself with one eye opened once more.

"I can't waste this delicious gift" He thought to himself.

He then began to wipe her cum from his face with his hands, scooping it into his mouth, savoring every drop he could. It was so salty and pungent but for some reason he just loved the taste of it.

After clearing his face as best he could, he then went for the soap and water. Washing the thin sticky remains from his face as well as scrubbing the spots on his shirt before returning to his reflection in the mirror.

"What is going on with you? This is so crazy..." He mumbled to himself. "I like women.. but, she has a penis and for some reason it doesn't phase me at all..." He continued. "Why do I love this so much?"

He batted his eyes nice and wide and took a good long stare at himself in the mirror. He took a deep breath and then he felt it. His own dick straining against the confines of the cage she had placed on him.

"When would she let me have some fun?" He thought to himself.

"I have been having fun" He spoke aloud, as if a split personality had shot out of him..

Tom sighed and went back to the dish room, continuing his work for the day.. all the while, the cage on his cock hampering his movements and wondering if his ongoings with this waitress would be noticed by his fellow co-workers..

They'd pass each other throughout the day, not saying much.. Jasmine would wait her tables along with the other servers and Tom would just follow behind, bussing the dishes. All was normal as if the situation was per usual.

By the end of the day she finally came to him, "So you're going to meet me by my car again and come over right?"

Tom looked around and replied, "Of course, if that's what you want.."

Jasmine had him, hook line and sinker. She smiled the biggest grin of success. "Great! So, let me go change and I'll meet you outside!"

And with that, she spun around and walked away. Tom knew that this relationship was getting off on the most absurd foot, but he didn't care. He just wanted to follow Jasmine around like a lost puppy... and so he did.

***

Not long after they had both gotten out of work, Tom met Jasmine by her car out by the edge of the parking lot. "Ready?" Asked Jasmine?

"Yeah, I'm here aren't I?" Tom's face looking slightly sarcastic.

"Get in the car." Jasmine snapped back.

Tom did as he was asked, as he wanted... He opened the car door and they headed off back to her house. He couldn't help but notice her stern demeanor and had mixed feelings about it at this point.

Tom pondered the fact that he hadn't been home in two days now.. Would his room mate wonder what was going on? Would it even matter? Did people at work see him and Jasmine leaving together each day? Did they know that she wasn't a regular girl? Surely the managers knew based on her hiring paperwork... Did that matter?

He pondered over all these things in his head as Jasmine sped home. All the while unsure if his feelings were normal or maybe an overreaction. Was it because of the circumstances of the relationship that he felt this way? Was it because of social norms? Was it because of the way he had been brought up? He just glared out the window as they drove along, pondering over many things. One thing he knew was that he was deep into this situation and he liked it. He liked being on his knees sucking her. He liked being locked in a cage unable to use his dick unless she beckoned it.

"When was she going to let me cum?" He thought.

Jasmine looked over at him as she drove. As a street light passed, she could see his face reflected in the window. She could see he was in deep thought, and she knew exactly what he was thinking. This time was different, however, this time she had done her research. No guy was going to run from her under these circumstances she'd created. He was hers now. He belonged to her.

They pulled into the driveway and made their way into the house. Jasmine looked at Tom and told him to make himself comfortable before making her way to the shower. Tom went to the living room and sat down on the couch, almost having a deja vu moment from the night before, he looked over at the end table but there was no magazine laid out like before.

He rubbed his groin and felt the cold metal press up against his dick. Gazing around, he wondered if tonight would resemble the night before or todays escapade at work for that matter... Surely she didn't expect him to just remain locked in this contraption while he sucked her off over and over again..

Jasmine meanwhile, stood in the shower. The hot water trickled off her body, washing away a hard days work. She lathered soap all around herself, from her large breasts, areolas the size of cup holders with dime sized nipples to match.. to in between her legs where her soft member swung, dripping water and suds from the tip.

She thought to herself, "What a productive day this was... I've got him so pent up, he'll do anything I ask of him."

Her plan was working perfectly. She'd have to let him release of course, but how was the question.. "How do I let him release without letting him free of his confines?"

The thought hit her like a truck. "I have to make him cum from fucking him.."

Her hand slowly washed her cock as her gaze stared off in thought.

Jasmine came out of the shower to see Tom sitting on the couch, patently waiting for her to return like a good puppy. "You should shower too." She told him.

"I don't have any clothes with me." Tom responded.

"That's fine, you don't need any. Go take a shower and come to my bedroom when you're finished. It's at the end of the hall here." She said pointing past the bathroom.

Tom got up and did as he was told. Jasmine went to her room and fell onto the bed. She looked at her phone and set some nice R&B music through an app and connected it to her speakers. With the lights dim, she waited there for him.

Not after too long, Tom sheepishly entered the room completely nude aside from his metal chastity cage. It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust, but he saw her there laid out before him. He could tell what the mood setting was and knew that this was it. He'd get this thing off and get to fuck this beautiful girl, finally.

He moved towards the bed and crawled up to her. Jasmine took him into her arms and they embraced in a kiss. Their lips connected with passion and he looked into her eyes before pulling away and bringing his sight to her chest.

The necklace. Where was it? He looked over her beautiful thick body in the dim light, "You gunna unlock me so I can finally get inside you?" He asked smoothly.

"Not quite yet." She responded.

Putting her hand on his chest she pushed him onto his back. She began kissing her way down his stomach to his pubic area before beginning to tease and caress his balls.. She kissed and licked them, "I think I want to fuck you" She whispered.

Tom's eyes were on her, his ears filled with the soothing R&B, his nostrils filled with her sweet perfume which resonated throughout the room... "Yeah?" He whispered back to her.

She reached off the side of the bed and grabbed a bottle. Tom figured it was lube, but didn't bother to ask. Jasmine squirted a bit on her fingers and lathered them as she continued to suck and lick his balls, keeping him in bliss...

She entered his anal cavity with just her index finger. Tom, still hoping that he would soon get his turn allowed this. He knew that he'd get his dick wet tonight. He was sure of it. "Reciprocation is the key to any good relationship." He thought to himself.

He felt a second finger enter him as she continued to lick and suck around his caged member. He opened his eyes as he felt her presence come up above him. He watched as she gently lifted his legs into the air and with one hand on his left ankle, the other on her hardening cock, she pressed the tip against his ass hole.

"Mmmhmmm..." She let out as her cock head made it's way just past his tight anal ring.

Tom watched her with eyes half open as she slowly made her way into him. One half of an inch at a time, she went slowly in and out, making things real easy for him. Or so she thought..

Tom was clenching his teeth, squeezing onto the pillow near him.. His cock, painfully bulging against it's confines.. and his asshole gradually being stretched out by Jasmine's girthy cock. But, she pressed on.

Half inches turned to inches, which turned to half length, with turned to all of her... And once she was all in, she sat there for a moment as they were face to face. Jasmine looked into Tom's eyes which pleaded with her to go easy...

She stared at him as she began to slowly penetrate in and out. Long strokes, slowly.. to the base, to the tip... Tom rolled his eyes as her cock slid in and out of him. The music was loud in his head as he tried to focus on something, anything...

Just as she seemed to get into a rhythm, she stopped and he felt her hands slap on him. "Roll over" Where the words he heard as her hands roughly escorted him into his new position on his knees, ass up, head in the pillows...

Her cock slammed into him, fully erect, it curved down the way it does when it's at it's hardest.. She began fucking him slowly at first, but this soon turned into hard strokes of vigor. Her balls slapping off of his inner thighs, Tom biting the pillow in front of him, just hoping she'd bust soon...

But, at that very moment, as that thought crossed his mind, he felt something.. The pain he felt had turned to pleasure! Her cock going in and out of him somehow felt something like his own hand stroking vigorously on the base of his own dick!

"Could this be?" He thought. "Uhhhhhhhhhh" was the sound that escaped his lips amongst the weak moaning.

Jasmine reached around and grabbed his metal clad cock and wiggled it, feeling a slimy goo leaking from it. "Yesssss! Cum for me!" She yelled out over the music still resonating from the background..

Tom was in complete bliss as he began to spasm about, his dick squirting goo into the bedspread beneath him, falling flat uncontrollably..

Now in complete pleasure and euphoria, he lay there as she continued to pound into him. Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, was all that was resonating in his head...

Her large plump breasts bouncing, her dreads swaying back and forth, her large body glistening with slight perspiration in the dim light. Her perfectly manicured fingers digging into his ass cheeks... Slap, slap, slap, slap...