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Subject: {ASSM} Tokens of Love 1: A Traditional Courtship Part 4/4 (FD CB Mast)
Date: Fri, 12 Jan 2001 01:10:06 -0500
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This story is intended for the enjoyment of adults over the age of 18 or 
whatever the legal age is in your part of the universe. It contains fantasy 
scenes of graphic sexual activity.
   Please, if you are under the age of 18, or if such material will offend 
you, use your intelligence and read no further - delete file. Otherwise.... 
enjoy!

Distribute freely if you wish but please, not to minors

Tokens of Love 1: A Traditional Courtship Part 4/4

by Nessus

CB Mast FD


I fingered the chain with the three tokens and felt so exhilarated I didn't 
sleep well that night. Tossing and turning, I dreamt of the coming evening 
and the relief that was at hand.

At 6pm, Luisa walked into the guest cottage and I hurriedly embraced her. 
Laughing, she pushed me away. "Down boy," she giggled. "We have to follow 
the traditions."

"More traditions?"

"Afraid so, dear." She was smartly dressed in dark grey business suit with a 
pale blouse and grey nylons. A leather briefcase completed the businesswoman 
look. "Now, why don't you get undressed?" I didn't have to be told twice and 
quickly stripped naked. Luisa glanced down at my chastity tube and produced 
a length of chain from her briefcase, locking one end to my bed. "Now," she 
said, offering the other end of the chain to me,  "lock this around your 
neck."

I was shocked. "What!"

"You have to lock this around your neck," she said patiently. "If you don't, 
I can't get the key for that," she said, pointing at the chastity tube.

"But why?" I protested.

"Tradition. Of course, it's your decision, darling." Muttering under my 
breath, I locked the collar around my neck with a loud click. "Wonderful," 
she said, kissing me lightly on the forehead. "I'll go and get the key. 
Don't go anywhere," she added, laughing as she left.

I sat on the edge of my bed for twenty minutes with my heart thumping and my 
body trembling with desire, waiting for her return. Finally, she walked back 
in, dropping her coat on the armchair and dressed in the blouse and skirt, 
she handed me a small key. "Here you are, darling," she smiled. "Time to 
unlock."

My trembling fingers struggled with the device until I finally slid the tube 
from my body and, immediately, my poor deprived cock sprang to full 
attention. Luisa giggled. "That was quick," and I blushed as my cock pulsed 
in my groin. To achieve full erection again was a blessed relief and an 
exquisite joy.

"Now," instructed Luisa, "you must give me the tokens and ask for relief." 
Trembling, I removed the three tokens that had taken so long to attain and 
placed them in her outstretched palm. "Please give me relief," I gasped.

"No, no," she scolded. "You weren't listening. Ask for relief."

"Please Luisa," I said desperately. "Can I have relief?"

"Better," she said and gently kissed me. "Do you love me?" she breathed.

"Yes, yes," I moaned. "I do. I want to marry you," I croaked, realising this 
woman was now the centre of my life.

"That's sweet," she soothed. "All right, darling, you can have relief," she 
said softly and moved away.

I looked at her as she leaned against the wall, arms folded. "What happens 
now?" I asked, bewildered.

Luisa smiled . "You relieve yourself, darling." Her eyes twinkled as she 
watched my stunned reaction.

"You mean...?" I paused, now totally confused.

"Masturbate or, whatever you call it. You know how, darling, all boys do."

The reality hit me as my cock bobbed madly. "But, Luisa," I wailed. "I 
wanted this to be special, a special moment for you and me."

"But it will be, darling," Luisa said calmly. "Unless you've done it in 
front of a woman before?" She raised a questioning eyebrow.

"No, no," I stuttered. "Of course not."

"So this will be special after all. You'll play with yourself and I'll 
watch."

"But, Luisa," I whined.

"It has to be like this, Billy. Or not at all."

A moment passed while my cock waved in the breeze. "All right," I said 
softly, my face red.

"What, darling," she said innocently. "I couldn't hear."

"I'll play with myself," I said louder and she smiled at my surrender.

Slowly, I closed my palm around my cock and involuntarily groaned with 
pleasure at the touch. Giving myself to the sensations, I started to slowly 
stroke my cock in that familiar motion. "Look at me, darling," Luisa said 
and I opened my eyes. She was watching me intently, a broad smile on her 
face as my hand moved faster and faster. Carried forward on the wave of my 
desire to come, I no longer cared and was totally fixated on reaching that 
long awaited explosion.

She moved closer and her breasts, rising and falling in the pale blouse 
filled my vision. I moaned and shuddered as I spurted and my stickiness ran 
down my hand as a wave of humiliation swept over me. Naked and chained to my 
bed, I had just masturbated in front of a fully clothed woman. Her fingers 
roamed through my hair. "Was that nice, darling?" I nodded slowly, keeping 
my face down and I felt her move away for a moment.

Luisa returned with a towel with a damp wash cloth. "Clean up, darling." 
Face burning, I wiped my hands and my body clean. "Did you mean it about 
marrying me?" she asked softly.

"Yes," I croaked, finally lifting my face. "Will you?"

"I'm afraid it's traditional for you to ask my mother for permission to ask 
me, dear. Do you want to do that?" I nodded. "I love you," she said softly, 
picking up the chastity device and handing it to me. "Put this back on, 
dear." Slowly, I locked the device back on and, after a little hesitation, 
gave the key to her. Smiling, she left me alone to hide the key and returned 
ten minutes later. "Here," she said, handing me a key for the collar and 
chain. "Keep that here, darling for the next time." She cupped my face with 
her hands and stared down at me. "I have to go away on business for two 
weeks. I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you," I cried, realising it was going to take an even longer to 
reach the three tokens again. She kissed me deeply. My heart dropped as I 
watched her walk away and I wondered how long this period of denial would 
last.
End. (Next: Tokens of Love 2: A Traditional Engagement) nessus29@hotmail.com

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