The Liberation of Jane

"Mmmmppff!" he protested.

"Shhh!", she said. "I just want to make sure that you are not over-excited when you first get to taste my pussy and asshole. You get excited so easily!"

After a few minutes of ice treatment, his cock was not straining against its cock cage anymore, and she was sure that he would not be able to have an accidental orgasm. She sat down on his chest, and then slid forward straddling his face.

"You may lick your Rolexbaby now" she says, and he doesn't hold back. She is so horny too. Maybe some of that drug accidently got into her own body? Or maybe it is just the rush of milking him for all that money and dominating him like this? Well in any case it is better is she comes, because that flushes the drug out of the body. She rubs her pussy against his lips, faster and faster. He is gasping for air below her, but that just turns her on even more. She comes once, twice, but she wants more! So she keeps on riding his face. She changes position, straddling him backwards and he kisses and licks her ass frenetically. His gasps for air become ever more desperate, it turns her on so much, she scratches his chest, scratches him all over his chest, digs her nails deep into his body. Only after she comes for a third time, she realises that he seems to have passed out below her. He looks almost cute, lying there on the floor, his hair ruffled, scratch marks all over his chest, her juices covering all of his face, his hands in chains. She takes the icepack of his dick. Below his cock can't even be seen, so shrunken is it inside its ice-cold cock cage. When his breathing steadies, she puts the ball gag back into his mouth. Then she leaves him lying there and goes for a shower.

--

Half an hour later they are sitting again opposite each other on the sofas. She is freshly showered, her hair wrapped in a towel, her cheeks glowing and her face radiating relaxed happiness. She has remained naked, except for her watch of course. He on the other hand looks a bit miserable. His eyes are full of frustration, his hands are restrained, his dick is trying again in vain to get hard inside that cock cage.

"You see that was a nice game. I feel it has brought us closer together, don't you? But I sense a certain frustration from you. Do you still want more?

"Mmpf."

"I understand that, but I'm a decent girl, and I feel we are both rushing into this a bit too much. It's important to show the other person that they are worth waiting for. It shows them that they are special and that you are not just interested in a one-off thing. A girl needs to be careful about these things. So I wanted to ask you something, and please think this through before you answer, because I want you to mean it. A man is only as good as his word. Are you ready to wait for me? And by this I mean, are you ready for me to decide when I'm ready to have sex with you. Nod if you are."

He nods.

"That's sweet of you. I had hoped you would say that. If you are willing to wait then I'm willing to consider going to the next level with you. But I don't want some half-ass waiting where you get on with another girl behind my back. I don't consider anyone who is not fully devoted to me.

I want to be the only one you adore and want, that you dream about. So what I would like you to do is keep wearing this chastity device all the time from now on. And I'm going to hold the only key, and so I know you won't be able to cheat on me. And when I'm ready to be with you, I can be certain that you have been faithful. Do you think this is something you could do for me? Could I be the only one for you?"

"Good, then I will do this for you. I will keep this key safe for you, so you can prove your devotion to your Rolexbaby. You see how nice I am? I'm giving you so many opportunities to prove yourself to me."

"But for doing you this favour, I want something in return. Because otherwise there is no effort from you, and I have all the hassle. Because in order to be sure that you are locked, I'm really going to have to wear this key on me all the time, to be sure you can never access it without my permission. It's the only way. So I was thinking maybe we should agree a monthly fee to reward me for holding onto that key for you. Does that sound agreeable?"

"I think so. Maybe 500 a month? Does that sound good to you? You can easily afford that. Do we have a deal? Fantastic. It's a deal then! I'll keep that key and make sure you won't be able to have sex with anyone or masturbate, so you save yourself for me, until I'm ready for you."

"But you see, I have had bad experiences in the past, and men are such liars, and you can't trust them, they will tell you everything to get into your pants. So what I would like you to do is prove me your commitment. Show me that you mean it, as they say "put your money where your mouth is". So this is why I would like you to pay this keyholding fee in advance. I can't really be taking the risk of me holding on to the key, and then one month you don't show up, and then what? So can we agree that the fee should be paid in advance?"

"Good. That makes me feel safe that you are willing to pay in advance to have your cock locked up securely."

"So then the only question that remains is how much do you want me? How special am I for you? Am I the one? Am I your one and only Rolexbaby? Would you like to spend the rest of your life with me?"

"Mmpf."

"Oh that's so sweet and romantic! I guess I'm really special for you. I love it! So then I won't hold back either and I'm going to allow you to pay the keyholding fee for your cock cage not only a month in advance, but upfront, for the rest of your life. Let's say 50 years to start with? And if you should live longer than that, then you can always pay me more later. Isn't that great? I know, I'm super nice to you! Right, so let's work that out, shall we. So that's 500 x 12months is 6000 a year, and then you are paying for 50 years in advance, so that's a straight 300,000. I think that's worth it for the privilege of me holding on to that key."

"The rest of your life really starts right now, so I say let's not waste any further time and I will allow you to pay the fee straightaway. So I know you are a bit low on cash at the moment, since you spent your entire lifetime savings for the opportunity to kiss my ass, but I want to help you out: You see I know you have this stock portfolio, which is worth about 330.000. And I would allow you to sign that over to me right now. Yes, your Rolexbaby would accept that instead of cash payment. I know this is very generous of me, but that's just who I am. Shall we do it in this way? No, don't speak, I know that's what you want me to do. So I've got your laptop right here, and also all your passwords, so I don't really need anything else from you to go ahead. Just give me a moment, I can do all this online. There we go, all done. Now let me just take your name completely off this account, so that there is no confusion whose stock portfolio this is. Well... congratulations I guess! You've just paid your Rolexbaby 330.000 to keep your dick locked up in a cock cage for the rest of your life! No more cummies for you! You must be feeling so grateful!"

"I respect your devotion. I mean I could never do this. I just love sex way too much. And the number of guys who want to fuck me is just endless! I can get sex whenever I want to. But it's different for you I guess, you are probably used to having much less sex anyway. Well if you are not used to it yet, then you certainly will get used to it now! Because I don't think I will be unlocking that cock of yours soon. I can get a hot guy any day of the week, so I have no need for your caged cock whatsoever Mr NoRolex."

"But don't worry. I'm not trying to bail out from our agreement. You already paid your fee in advance, and so I will keep my part of the agreement and hold on to that key safely. And who knows, they say never say never! Maybe some day in the distant future, we do get together? The chance of this happening is almost non-existing, but what would life be without hope."

"I mean there is probably one more thing that you could actively do to maybe increase the chances a bit, if you are interested?"

"Oh you are? Well it's a practical reason really. I mean you are a foreigner! You live in a different city! One of the reasons that I would never ever consider you is because you are just not living here."

"So if you want to increase the chances of being with your Rolexbaby, then I guess you should sell your flat and give up your job and friends and move here. Just to be clear, this wouldn't change anything for me, I'd still feel exactly the same way about you as before: I don't care for you one bit. But I then wouldn't feel that there is this extra reason not to care for you. What do you think? I wouldn't propose this to anyone else, because they would have to be totally crazy to do that, but I know you are crazy for me, and so I thought I mention it. Shhh! No need to speak! I already know what you are going to say. You wanna do that! Oh my god! I knew you would go for it!"

"Okay. That's so exciting! So don't worry. Because I knew you would go for it, I've already done a bit of research around this earlier today when you were sleeping. So I've called up a couple of estate agents in your city, and I asked them about selling your flat. But it's really complicated and they all want you to be there in person and they say it will take a while."

"But luckily, I found this one guy, who is like buying property from distressed sellers and he doesn't require a lot of paperwork and he can do it really quickly! So I told him that this sounds perfect, and that I'm your agent and selling the flat on your behalf. You won't get the full market value, but I know you just want to live here as fast as possible. So I already arranged everything with him, and all we need from you is your signature on this form here, that gives your Rolexbaby power of attorney to sell your property on your behalf. I know, I'm just the best!"

"And because you are a friend, I'm also giving you a special rate for doing this for you. So I checked online and an agent working for you would charge you 2-3% on the flat value for selling it for you. But then they would just get you the best price, whereas I offer something special by selling to the first person that comes. And I can do this for you for just 50%! Isn't that exciting? Yes I know, you probably worked really hard and long hours in your corporate job to pay off that mortgage and that flat is probably your nest egg for your retirement. But think of how wonderful it is, that you are giving up your future to be devoted to your Rolexbaby. What could be more romantic?"

"Let me uncuff you so you can sign the paper. Right here. That's a good boy."

It's not like she couldn't just forge his signature, but she was a decent girl.

"Perfect! So that's sorted! You know, I will still have to be there in person to sign the deed over. Luckily I already booked some flights for tomorrow earlier today. Don't worry, I won't be gone long, it's all doable within one day. Fly out in the morning, fly back in the evening."

"Now that the difficult part is sorted, shall we complete the rest of your moving process? I strongly advise you not to leave any loose ends behind. And I do know that you would like to give me your full attention and not be distracted by anything else."

"So I'm already logged into your email account here and I've already drafted this short resignation letter to your employer: 'Please accept this letter as notice of my resignation with immediate effect... etc etc... yours sincerely." So can I go ahead and press send? Shhhh! Don't worry I already pressed the button. I know you probably worked really hard and studied a lot to get such a well paid job, but I mean look at how happy you are here with me your Rolexbaby."

So what's next. I'm in your Facebook account here. For such a pervert, you have quite a big circle of friends back home. But do any of them really care for you? My guess is not. People today are just not very devoted. They are lazy. They all have their lives and their jobs and so on. This Facebook thing means they can be your friends without having to really invest a lot in the actual friendship. So if you disappear from Facebook, do you think any of them is going to come looking for you? My guess is no. Out of sight, out of mind! So I would say the best thing is to just permanently delete your account. There, I've done it."

"Linkedin? Ah that's a cute picture of you. And look, you are still weaing your Rolex. Well you won't be needing Linkedin if you move here. You won't be able to get job in this economy anyway. So let me just get rid of this account as well. And gone!"

"So let's just see what else you are subscribed to and what kind of online services you are using. Ah there is this cloud storage thing. I've checked your folders before, it's mainly full of picture albums of holidays, and your birthdays, and of your ex girlfriend. Well you don't have to say anything, I will delete of course all of that for you. It's not good to live in the past so here we go, let me click this extra option that says that it will be deleted permanently without being recoverable. And deleted."

"So I think we should also take care of any outstanding bills. It's very helpful that you are such an organised person, so this makes it very easy to cancel all of that, you know. So lets cancel all the bills. Water, electricity, mobile phone, insurance, gym, Netflix, newspapers, quite a few things here -- well you don't need any of these things anymore if you sell your flat and move here. Right, I think that's all the bills cancelled. You know since I'm already here, I think you could also close your bank account. I mean it's not like you actually have an money anymore. So you don't need this bank account. I'm cancelling that too for you."

"That now just leaves your email account. I think you should cancel that as well. Otherwise it will just distract you. You know all these private and aprofessional contacts, they would just stop you from giving me your full attention, so yes I think this also has to go. And its gone!"

"Great lets do a Google search for your name. Zero results! Wow! That's great. It's almost like you don't exist anymore. No Facebook, no Linkedin, no email, no bills and no bank account! As soon as I sell your flat, you can start a brand new life here, fully devoted to your Rolexbaby!"

--

It's early morning, still night. Her small suitcase is packed and she is ready to go. She looks at her self approvingly. She looks fantastic! Expensive dress, designer shoes, designer handbag and of course her beautiful luxury Rolex watch. She is ready for her day trip.

She makes one last stop to the bedroom. He seems okay. She made him drink a lot of water this morning, with a tripled up dose of the drug. She also put one of her worn panties on his face, so that he is inhaling her pussy scent with every breath he takes. That should keep his sexual arousal levels up nicely while she was away. She will be gone for 14 hours, that's a long time. She hopes he will not be too dehydrated by the time she comes back! That would be bad for his heart.

And yes, there was also a small chance that this overdose that she had given him, could lead to some sort of erectile dysfunction. But the chance of that was not very high, only 99:100 or so. And even if he was affected, it didn't necessarily have to be permanent. Sure, she could have booked a slightly earlier return flight, so she would be back in 7 hours instead of 14, that would probably have reduced the risk to 1:100. But the later flight was 250 cheaper. Why waste good money on foolish things? 250 could buy her another pair of sunglasses, or a new pair of shoes!

-

It's a pleasant flight. It's the first time she is coming to this metropole, she has always dreamt about it, but was never able to afford it. She would love to spend some time just walking around, but there is no time. She takes a taxi straight to his flat.

It's a beautiful flat, in a modern building. The only thing that's wrong with it, is that it's full of his stupid stuff. She has brought several multi-packs of black garbage bags with her. There is not enough time to sell any of his stuff, and in any case its better it just all disappears. She starts with his clothes. The shirts, the pants, the shoes, they go into the garbage bags. The photo albums, he won't need them anymore. She puts them into the black bags. The letters, the degree roll, the birth certificate, they go into a black bag. All garbage, everything has to disappear. After an hour, there is a sea of black bags on the floor, and the doorbell rings, and it's the removal company she ordered, "Women with a Van". Two feisty ladies carry all the bags downstairs and make them disappear into a large van. They ask her whose stuff this is, and she says it's her boyfriend's, and that he cheated on her. They nod approvingly. When they are done, she gives them a generous tip.

The estate agent shows up a bit late. He looks like a sleazy crook, and he is a sleazy crook. He leers at her with his sleazy eyes, but he sticks to his word and he doesn't make any trouble. He doesn't ask any questions, and neither does she. She signs the deed of the flat over to him, and he transfers the money into her account from an escrow. Everything is completed within half an hour.

She checks her Rolex -- its only 11am and it is all done! That left plenty of time to explore this city and go for shopping!

--

It is night when her return fight lands in her city. She gets a taxi, because now she worries about him and wants to get home as fast as possible. And also, she doesn't want to carry all the shopping bags.

--

"I'm back!" she calls out, as she enters the flat, but she is greeted by eerie silence. Has he escaped?!! Is it all over?!! Is the police on its way?!!! She rushes to the bedroom - thank god, he is still there!

"You look a little bit... shit", she says. He seems very weak, completely drained, even paler than usual. She sits down next to him on the bed, a vision of life and beauty herself and caresses his head a bit. She removes the panty she placed over his face, and removes the ball gag from his mouth. He looks at her as if he is seeing an angel. She gets him some water from the kitchen and he drinks and drinks. When he is done, she puts the gag back into his mouth.

"Okay, let me also see how you are doing down there." The diaper is wet, disgusting really. She takes it off and cleans him off the worst with some sanitary wipes. It's not really surprising that he made a mess of himself, its only natural. The surprise is that for the first time in days his cock is not trying to get hard in its cage. His dick is limp and flaccid, although his balls are big and swollen. "Uh oh", she says, "seems like you are having some problems in the department down there. Are you not keen anymore?"

"Mmmpfh", he says and nods with his head towards the panty that is lying next to him on the pillow. At first she doesn't understand, but then she laughs out nearly loud and holds the panty to his nose. His dick starts to stiffen immediately. When she removes it, his erection fades.

"Oh. My. Goodness! You've become addicted to my pussy scent Mr No-Rolex?! You can't get hard without my smell? That is hilarious!!! You are such a sucker, really!"

"Just in time then," she says, "that I sold your flat and got rid of all your stuff. Now you are free to devote yourself fully to me. That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

"Shhhhh, don't speak. Save your energy. You are a bit weak today. You are a very sweet man foreigner, making all these efforts just to get into my pants. You gave me your precious Rolex, and then you broke up with that ex-girlfriend that was really loving you, and then you gave me all your savings and stocks, and then you gave up all your cummies for the rest of your life, and you sold your flat for me, and now you have trained your brain only to get hard when you smell my pussy. Well not voluntarily I guess, but still! You would do anything for your Rolexbaby, wouldn't you? Shhhhh, don't get excited, you are very weak."