Cleaning the kitchen with hard-boiled eggs: a different kind of

Here you can see him tidying up the kitchen like a good boy. A lot of stuff piled up while he was away last week. So why should I get my hands dirty? To make things a little more interesting, he gets to clean it with his hands strapped to the chastity belt—and, of course, serve me a cup of coffee. He’s even jerked himself off a few times. And I thought he wasn’t really into that. The sight of him fumbling awkwardly through the kitchen, carefully planning every move to minimize the pain, is both amusing and satisfying. His concentration is focused on every movement, and yet he keeps pulling on his own balls. Maybe he enjoys it more than he admits. It’s a moment of control and pleasure, as I relax and enjoy my coffee while watching his efforts.