The Goddess's Pegged Houseboy: Femdom Pegging Erotic Chastity Romance

The house is mine now, but only if Oscar remains as its devoted keeper. He offered his cage along with his service the day we signed the papers, and I accepted because his worship makes me feel untouchable.

Yet the scar across his back tells the story of how far I have already pushed him, and the birthmark on my skin burns whenever he looks at me too long. In the library I command him to present himself, the harness waiting, his locked cock straining while I decide how deep his devotion must go.

The key waits on the nightstand beside the deed. He is already on his knees, eyes lowered, body offered. My hand hovers above it. If I unlock him tonight, everything I built might shatter. If I do not, he will still thank me for the denial.