Kali’s Teeth - Copyright @ NeatnPetite

I kneel in the corner, hands clasped behind my back, wearing nothing more than my Mistress's favourite bracelet – the silver Kali’s teeth bracelet. 

I yearn to be at her feet, to be used as a footstool. To lick, suck, and nibble her toes. I attempt to tune my mind to anything other than where I crave to be. Thoughts of worshipping her feet make my dick stir, which in my current predicament causes intense pain. 

Thirty minutes pass. The ache in my knees does little to distract me from the object of my desire. I grow hard again. It feels like a swarm of angry wasps attacking my dick. I hiss out a breath. 

Mistress turns her head in my direction. With an elegant finger, she pushes her glasses up her nose. “Times up. Have you learned your lesson?” 

“Yes, Mistress.” 

A small silver key is tossed in my direction. I scramble for it like it’s the winning lottery ticket. 

The chastity device springs open. The relief is instantaneous. 

Mistress points to a spot at her feet. “You may kiss my toes.” 

The words are like a soothing balm to my aching cock. I scramble forward. "Thank you, Mistress.”