“Come closer little slut let Me look at the band. Stand in front of Me, your hands behind your head, elbows out, back flexed pushing your chest forward, legs apart. This is how you will present yourself to Me for examination from now on. Do you understand the position?” She asked as She beckoned him forward.

He rose quickly moving to stand just inches away from Her as She pointed to a spot on the floor, his hands clasped behind his head, fingers interlocking as he pushed his elbows out, finding that his back naturally arched, pressing his chest forward, he moved his legs apart a little only to have Her tap the inside of his thigh, urging them wider until they were shoulder width apart. His balls dangled between his thighs and he could feel his cock starting to grow hard in the velvet band again. The tiny studs pressing against the already bruised flesh causing new pain and a soft whimper escaped his tightly closed lips. He glanced at Her to see a tiny smile flash across Her face at the faint sound he had made and the tiny dimples dance briefly before disappearing again.

“Painful My sweet?” She asked.
“Yes it hurts Ma’am.” He replied softly, his eyes watching Her as Her hand reached out to softly caress the growing rod. The studs once more digging into his skin as the swelling continued, the pain not stopping it but seeming to encourage the growth. He watched as She stroked the velvet bound shaft, fingers pressing the studs tighter against the throbbing cock. Then pausing only to rub the tip of Her thumb over the glistening head. The whimper louder this time as it burst from his lips but also mingled with a moan as well as he feels his balls hardening from Her touch. “Please may I take it off?” he begged.

She leaned back in the chair, releasing his cock and folded Her hands in Her lap. A tiny shake of Her head stopped him from begging twice. She turned Her head slightly and gazed at the woman bound on the bar. Nodding at her slightly She responded, “she was told not to touch herself last night. Unlike you, she could not remove the band as I own her and can lock it on her. You I do not yet own and so you still have the choice of wither or not to submit to Me. You did not remove your band otherwise it would not hurt so much this morning. You did not disobey Me. For that you will receive a reward today, she on the other hand have been punished and will continue to be punished until I am sure she knows that I own that body and control wither or not one can touch it.” Taking a small key ring out of the pocket of Her robe, She tosses them to the floor in front of him. “Go take her down from the bar. Bring her back here to Me and then I will tell you your reward.” She ordered him.