The Amazing Mrs. Henderson Ch. 03

Don came home to the empty house and stood frozen in the doorway, his heart sinking as his eyes landed on the small metal object sitting on the table. It was a simple, yet ominous sight, a symbol of the journey they were about to embark on– Penny’s first tour. His mind raced with a mix of excitement and trepidation, unsure of what this new chapter would bring.

A mixture of emotions coursed through Don’s veins. He felt a strange blend of longing and excitement at the thought of being locked away while Penny explored her newfound success. It was a physical reminder of their connection, even when physically apart. He couldn’t deny the tingle of arousal that shot through him, a reminder of the unspoken power dynamics they had embraced.

Don approached the table with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation, his fingers instinctively reaching out to touch the cold metal bars of the chastity cage. The weight of it all settled heavily upon him, both physically and emotionally. His gaze shifted to the note next to the cage, and he began to read Penny’s familiar handwriting.

The note read:

“Hey there, my little captive audience!

I’ve left you a little ‘reminder’ of my love, Don. I hope you’re prepared for some serious blue balls. It’s a constant, lingering presence that says, ‘I’m in control, and I won’t let you forget it!’ Are you ready to embark on a magical journey of denial and desire? Welcome to the locked and loaded club! Consider this your ticket to the Chastity Carnival. No escape, only tantalizing teases! Don, think of this chastity cage as a fashion statement. You’re rocking the latest trend in ‘denim and denial.’ Stylish and frustrating!

Love and laughter (and a little bit of wickedness),

Penny

P.S. You are not wearing the cage because I don’t trust you. You are wearing the cage because it makes my pussy wet.”

Don couldn’t help but chuckle as he read Penny’s playful words. She always had a way of turning even the most uncomfortable situations into an opportunity for humor. He couldn’t deny that there was a part of him that found the whole experience exciting, even if it tested his patience. And after all, it wasn’t as though he was planning on having orgies while she was gone. “What do I have to lose?” he thought.

He turned the chastity cage in his hand. Penny had made it very clear that she expected him to wear the cage until her return. But as he examined the device, he realized that she had taken the keys.

With a mix of resignation and anticipation, Don carefully folded the note and placed it back on the table. He knew that the coming weeks would be a true test of his endurance, but he also knew that Penny’s return would bring with it a flood of intimacy and his release.

Don stood there, holding the chastity cage and the small padlock in his hands. He took a deep breath, his heart pounding with a mix of excitement and apprehension. This was a moment of surrender, a moment where he willingly embraced the vulnerability that came with locking himself up for Penny’s pleasure.

He carefully unbuckled his belt, feeling the weight of anticipation grow with each passing second. As he removed his trousers, he couldn’t help but glance at the mirror, catching a glimpse of himself standing there in his underwear, ready to willingly submit to Penny’s desires.

With shaky hands, Don worked his balls through, one at a time, then shoved his semi-erect penis into the smooth metal ring, attaching it around the base of his penis, adjusting it to ensure a snug fit. The cold metal against his skin sent a shiver down his spine, a tangible reminder of his commitment to Penny’s pleasure.

Next came the chastity cage itself. Don forced it over his dick, the confinement providing an immediate sense of restriction. He aligned it carefully, making sure it was secure, comfortable and not pinching anywhere, knowing that it would be his constant companion for the foreseeable future.

Finally, Don took the small padlock, his fingers trembling slightly as he guided it through the holes of the chastity cage. He hesitated, and then with a decisive click, closed the lock, sealing his fate. He was now at the mercy of Penny’s whims, his pleasure and release solely in her hands.

Standing there, fully locked and in a state of chastity, Don felt a mixture of fear and excitement wash over him. It was a surrender of control, a voluntary relinquishment that strengthened their bond and deepened their intimacy. He knew that this act of submission would bring them both pleasure in ways they had yet to explore.

With a sigh, Don glanced at himself in the mirror once more, his reflection revealing a man who was willing to go to great lengths for the woman he loved. He knew that this journey would test his desires, his patience, and his devotion, but he was ready to embrace it all. He took a photo with his phone and sent it to Penny.

* * *

Don sat on the couch, his phone in hand, reading through Penny’s text messages. She was only a week into her one-month tour, and he missed her already. But the messages she had sent were making him feel something else entirely. They were filled with graphic photos and explicit details about her encounters with her agent, and they made Don’s heart race with excitement and jealousy.

He couldn’t believe how turned on he was by her being with another man. He felt like a cuckold, but he couldn’t deny the intense arousal he felt from it. As he read through her messages, he found himself getting harder and harder, unable to resist the urge to touch himself.

He called Penny begging her to tell him where she had hidden the spare key. “You said we could call it off if it was too hard. Well, I want to call it off. It’s too hard,” he whined.

Penny chuckled on the other end of the line. “Oh Don, you know I can’t do that,” she said playfully. “But if you’re a good boy, maybe I’ll let you out when I get back.”

“Maybe?!” Don groaned in frustration. “A month is such a long time, Penny. I don’t think I can take it.”

Penny’s tone turned more serious. “Don, I know this is hard for you, but it’s what we agreed on. Trust me, it’ll be worth it in the end.”

Don sighed heavily. “I know, Penny. It’s just…I miss you so much already. And it’s hard knowing that you’re out there, having all these wild experiences without me.”

Penny’s voice softened. “Oh Don, don’t be like that. You know I love you, and everything I do is for us. Besides, who knows? Maybe when I get back, we’ll have some even wilder experiences together.”

Don’s spirits lifted a bit at the thought. “Yeah, you’re right. I just need to be patient and trust in you.”

“That’s my good boy,” Penny purred. “Now, I’ve got to go get ready for my show tonight. But I’ll text you later, okay?”

Penny’s tour was a whirlwind of success, with sold-out shows and standing ovations every night. She was on top of the world, and her agent was ecstatic. He knew her material wasn’t that great, but there was something about the way Penny connected with an audience that had them hanging on her every word and rolling on the floor when she delivered her punchlines.

After a particularly raunchy show in New York City, Penny and her agent went out to celebrate at a fancy restaurant. As they enjoyed their meal, Penny couldn’t help but continue to crack Don jokes.

“I think I’ve got a new one for the act,” Penny said, taking a sip of her wine. “I asked Don if he’s seen his masculinity, and he said, ‘Last time I checked, it was off having a mid-life crisis with your agent!'” Penny exclaimed, bursting into laughter.

Her agent joined in on the laughter, clapping his hands in amusement. “You’re a genius, Penny. I don’t know where you come up with this stuff.”

As they left the restaurant and headed back to their hotel, Penny’s agent put his arm around her. Penny didn’t resist as the agent’s arm wrapped around her waist, leaning into his touch. “You were amazing tonight,” he said, his voice low and seductive.

Penny smirked, feeling a surge of excitement at his words. “Thanks, but you ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” she replied, punctuating her words with a wink.

The agent chuckled, his hand sliding lower to rest on her hip. “I can’t wait to see what else you’ve got up your sleeve.”

Penny’s eyes glinted mischievously. “Well, I’ve got plenty of Don jokes left, that’s for sure.”

As they reached the hotel, the agent leaned in closer to Penny. “You know, I was thinking…why don’t we practice your act together tonight?”

Penny’s heart raced at the suggestion, her mind already buzzing with the possibilities. “I like the way you think,” she purred, her hand slipping into his as they made their way to her suite.

Over the next few hours, Penny and her agent practiced her routine, perfecting her timing and delivery with each Don joke she told.

“I recently discovered a secret formula: the key to a successful tour is 50% talent, 50% charisma, and 100% Don in a chastity cage back home!”

“That doesn’t add up,” the agent commented.

Penny dismissed his comment, “That’s what makes it funny.” The agent knew that it was Penny that made it funny.

She started her next joke, “You know how some couples have matching outfits? Don and I have matching accessories. He has a chastity cage, and I have the key!”

She continued, “I asked Don if he missed me while I’m away. He said, ‘Yes, Penny, every day. But don’t worry, I’ve become a master at finding pleasure in the little things.’ Oh, the irony!”

The agent piped up, “I like that one, but it will probably go over everyone’s heads. Irony is a hard sell.”

Penny went on, “While Don is at home all locked up, I’m out here on tour, making sure my agent earns every cent of his commission!”

“Every penny, Penny,” he said with a grin and a lascivious waggle of his tongue.

As they continued to rehearse, Penny found herself growing more and more aroused with each joke, her body humming with anticipation.

The jokes about how much she enjoyed fucking her agent were making her especially horny. “It’s like they say, ‘What happens on tour, stays on tour’… except when it’s me and my agent, then it becomes great material for my stand-up!”