His appointment as “Official Support Officer to the Judgery” coming so soon after his arrival in Dominion had equally surprised and pleased him. The reality had swiftly changed that reaction. He now resided in what from the outside was the Judgery’s huge polished dark wood desk at the front of the court. What was not visible from the public side was that the wooden desk was just an outer frame surrounding on three sides a cage.
He now lived in that cage, kept naked and often gagged. One leg was manacled at the ankle with sufficient length to merely allow him to crawl the extent of the cage with its cold steel bars on all sides.
His “duties” fell due when the judgery was hearing cases. The doors at the rear of the cage would be swing back giving him five feet of very limited freedom. The Court session would commence and the Judgery enter, taking her seat at the desk, her legs under the top actually stretching into the cage.
He quickly learned that the judgery liked to get proceedings under way before she would indicate that his services were required. Firstly he would carefully open the front of her legal gown, exposing her long tanned legs but avoiding contact. He then bent to the floor and commenced cleaning her shoes, tongue working over the patent leather. All the time she would be running the court, hearing evidence, very much in control. His movements slow, ensuring no sound escapes from his manacles.
Usually she would wear stockings and he would gently massage her feet through the silk, moving up her calves, the aroma of her body rich in the enclosed space. He liked to kiss her knees, it seemed to indicate all was well. Timing was all and he had to pace his progress with the case. Then he would caress her thighs, moving her feet and knees wider apart. Al last, heart beating faster now, he reaches the top of the stockings, that smooth, toned flesh under his fingertips then the tip of his tongue. He shuffles forward, head moving deep within her thighs.
Then the final stage. The defence would likely be ending their case and the summaries would then commence before the judgery gave her verdict. Holding his breath he closes his mouth in on the judgery’s sex. Always bare, never panties, her bottom perched on the edge of her chair giving him better access. His tongue strokes along the lips which protrude slightly, sucking lightly sucking delicately on them. He breathes out knowing the moving air will cool the pink, damp flesh.
His own cock erect now, stiff, he desperately tries to avoid it rubbing against her silken calves. The memory of one of his early tasks seared into his mind. The excitement had overcome him and the head had brushed her persistently making him suddenly cum, spraying onto her soaking her stockings. The subsequent beating had been awful.
The tip of his tongue works north seeking out the legal clit, circling the bud, bringing it free of its hood. Then back down stroking the length of her pussy lips. The defence is summing up now and shortly the judgery will speak. She will sum up sitting and stand just for the verdict.
He senses the sweat on his forehead both from the restricted space but more the fear that he will fail to please her. His tongue slides inside her as she starts to speak, using her vast experience to sum the case up to consider the issues. Voice rising and falling as she emphasise points. A fingertip rises to her clit, brushing across it so carefully but with increasing tempo. His tongue deep inside her now, exploring, stroking. Sometimes pushing deep, then stroking more back to front.
He senses her muscles tensing and increases his efforts, flicking rapidly over her clit, his tongue penetrating deeply. The merest shiver followed by a gush of her juices tells him his duty has been completed and he gasps in relief. He quickly licks her juices making sure no dribbles pass down her thighs to her stockings. He pulls the gown back in place as she begins to stand to issue the verdict. One day he would love to see her face. Are there tell-tales signs as she cums? He will never know.
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