D for Danielle Chapter 23: A New Semester, A New Dawn (Patreon)

“Present yourself!” Mistress Narcissa commanded.

Daniel was nervous. It had been over a month since he had been in the presence of Her, the one he longed to please. His Mistress. A month locked in chastity. Under her control even from far away. To again be so close to this woman of immense power was now even more of an electric feeling.

The Winter Break had felt like an eternal time of prolonged arousal without any satisfaction. His cock locked, struggling for release, as he browsed pornography on his phone in the dark of his old room at home. Not being able to cum as he watched sissies in videos used for the pleasure of others. Many of them also locked in strict chastity devices as their mouths and asses were fucked. Taking loads of cum while they themselves could only leak.

There was the nervous energy he experienced while traveling back to the university campus. Anxiousness going through security checkpoints. Constantly aware that he was in chastity. Knowing he did not have the key to escape his fate. Daniel had surrendered and given up complete control.

She was his Keyholder now and for what seemed like forever. Like it had always been and always will be.

Her. Mistress Narcissa. The Breaker of Boys.

After he returned to his dorm room, he pondered what the new semester might bring. He sat for a moment and felt through his pants the cage that kept his cock from getting erect. Daniel wanted to take off these male clothes and put something frilly and feminine on. He wanted to dress up, goon to porn, and fuck his ass with a dildo to see if he could achieve an elusive sissygasm.

To cum hands-free.

As he was unpacking his travel bag he received a text from Barclay, Mistress Narcissa’s cross-dressing butler, to come to the house immediately. She would cover his ride-share cost. Daniel’s excitement instantly grew. He called for an Uber and headed to Her.

He had arrived in the middle of the night. After Barclay opened the front doors, Daniel walked slowly forward. As the doors closed behind him, creating a loud sound that somewhat startled him, he found Mistress Narcissa standing in the center of the large foyer. Her beauty was even more striking after having been away.

Clad in a black latex bodycon dress, matching thigh-high stockings, and six-inch spiked stiletto heels, she motioned for her young project to come forward. She did not repeat for him  to present himself, he knew he had no choice from the moment she first said it.

“So, what have you discovered about yourself during this physical time apart?”

“Mistress, I…” he stammered for a moment to find the words. “You are never truly away from me. I feel your presence everywhere I go.”

She stepped forward and grabbed him by the balls. Her eyes locked on his. Daniel tried to turn away from her gaze, but her other hand rose up and guided his head back into place so she could peer deep inside.

“You feel that.”

“Yes… Mistress.”

It was not a question. He did. Her grip on his chastised member tightened.

“You are small.”

“Yes… Mistress.”

“This tiny thing can never please a woman.”

Daniel struggled to grasp this thought. He has always considered him straight, or at least attracted to girls, but he also had trouble performing the few times he was with one. He wanted his dick to dominate, to penetrate, but it would often barely get semi-erect. He realized that he did in fact disappoint the girls he was with.

“I understand,” he meekly replied.

“Good,” Narissa said. “I will teach you new ways to please…”