<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=serving%20college%20girl">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="70233230" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“I had a plan, you know,” Adeline said as she curled up on the opposite side of the bed. “I was going to reward you for not cumming. I was going to put on that new lingerie that you liked so much. I was going to get you all excited for me. I was going to ride your cock nice and slow until you had a huge orgasm inside me. I was going to let you fill me with your cum and I wasn’t even going to make you clean it up. I was just going to give you the pleasure of having sex with your girlfriend.”</p><p>“I’m sorry,” Dylan said.</p><p>Adeline got out of the bed and started pacing the room. “You know what’s frustrating? You didn’t even cum when we were on the phone. I could have forgiven that. The whole point of those calls was to tease you. I was trying to drive you crazy. I was trying to drive you right to the edge. You managed not to cum when we were on the phone, but you couldn’t help yourself when we weren’t. You lost control. You gave in. You jerked off and you watched fucking porn to do it. Do you know how disappointing that is?”</p><p>It was the first time Adeline had been genuinely angry with him and Dylan felt awful. He’d succumbed to his desire on Saturday night. He’d been less than 48 hours from seeing Adeline again and he’d been unable to hold off. He’d masturbated twice. He’d cum twice. He’d broken his promise and she seemed much angrier than he thought she’d be.</p><p>“I’m really, really sorry,” he said.</p><p>Adeline stopped and stared at him with her hands on her hips. She was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans and even though she looked angry there was still something adorable about her.</p><p>“At least you told me after it happened. It would have been so much worse if you’d lied and tried to pretend that you didn’t cum. I think I would have broken up with you if you’d done that,” she said.</p><p>Dylan was a little taken aback and it clearly registered on his face.</p><p>“Is that surprising to you?” Adeline asked. “Really, Dylan? You promised me you wouldn’t cum. I know that in a normal relationship that’s an unusual request from a girlfriend, but our relationship isn’t normal and we both like it that way, don’t we?”</p><p>“I love it that way,” Dylan said.</p><p>“So you shouldn’t be surprised that I’d be frustrated at your inability to do what you promised to do and you shouldn’t be the least bit surprised that I would have broken up with you if you’d lied about it,” Adeline continued in a raised voice.</p><p>“You’re right. I guess I’m not actually surprised. I think I was just kind of terrified at the idea of you breaking up with me,” Dylan said. “I’m in love you with, Adeline. I can’t imagine not being with you.”</p><p>“That didn’t stop you from jerking off, did it?” she asked.</p><p>Dylan wasn’t sure how to assuage her anger. He’d made a mistake. That much was certain. He felt bad about it too, but he couldn’t seem to find a way to restore Adeline’s confidence in him.</p><p>“How can I make up for it?” he asked. “I’ll do anything.”</p><p>Adeline stopped pacing and stared at him. He saw a little of the anger leave her face as a look of determination came over her.</p><p>“I’ve thought about this for the past two days,” she said, “and I’ve decided that you need to be punished.”</p><p>“Okay,” Dylan replied. “I’ll do anything.”</p><p>Adeline had said she would punish Dylan if he couldn’t manage to hold his load until they got back from Thanksgiving break, but he’d assumed it was an empty threat, that she was just doing a little teasing. The fact that she seemed ready to punish him was a little surprising.</p><p>“Your punishment will come in two parts,” Adeline said. “First, I bought a chastity device and you’re going to lock your cock in it for a lengthy period of time and go without an orgasm until I release you.”</p><p>“How long?” Dylan asked.</p><p>“You don’t get to know that, Dylan. You don’t get to have a little countdown going in your head. I can tell you that your behavior will determine how quickly I let you out. If you upset me I’ll add time,” Adeline said.</p><p>“What’s the second part?” Dylan asked. “Of the punishment, I mean.”</p><p>“We’ll get to that,” Adeline said. “First you need to lock up your dick. So get naked.”</p><p>Dylan stood and stripped. Adeline was angry enough that there was no point in fighting about what she wanted him to do. The only real option was to submit to the punishment she’d come up with. He’d done something wrong and now he was going to suffer the consequences. It was all fairly straightforward and though it was abnormal when compared to regular relationships, it certainly wasn’t entirely out of character for their relationship.</p><p>“Here,” Adeline said as she handed Dylan a small velvet bag.</p><p>He pulled the drawstring and poured the contents onto the bed. The device was small and made from a clear plastic material, though it felt far stronger than typical plastic.</p><p>“It’s called a Holy Trainer,” Adeline said. “It’s one of the few chastity devices that doesn’t require a padlock, which makes it simpler. Plus, it looks really low profile and shouldn’t result in a bulge in your pants.”</p><p>The fact that Adeline had clearly put some thought into the particular device made Dylan wonder if she planned on keeping him in it for longer than he expected.</p><p>“Put it on,” Adeline said.</p><p>Her tone was strong and decisive and Dylan wondered if Adeline would break up with him on the spot if he’d refused to put his cock in chastity. He wasn’t going to take the chance, though. He wanted to be with Adeline more than anything, and if that meant giving her control of his orgasms he was fine with it. Maybe being locked up had the potential to be fun.</p><p>It took a bit of effort to fit his cock into the small sheath, but soon enough Dylan was locked in the cage and Adeline wore a satisfied smile on her face.</p><p>“It’s so cute,” she said while running her fingers over his locked cock. “I saw a few locked up guys online, but it’s so much cuter in person.”</p><p>Dylan watched his girlfriend get a little lost in the look and feel of his locked cock. It was like she’d just discovered a new toy and was utterly delighted with the possibilities unfolding in front of her.</p><p>Dylan reached out to pull Adeline closer. After five days away from his girlfriend he felt borderline desperate for her touch, even if there was no chance of an orgasm.</p><p>Adeline stepped away before he could pull her close, though. “No touching,” she said. “Your punishment isn’t over.”</p><p>“Sorry,” Dylan replied.</p><p>Adeline stepped back and said, “At first, I wasn’t sure if I was going to do anything more than lock you up. I wasn’t sure it was necessary.”</p><p>Dylan wanted to tell her it wasn’t necessary, that whatever she’d decided he needed didn’t have to happen. It was pointless, though. He knew she’d already decided and that there was little chance he could talk her out of doing as she desired.</p><p>“Do you know what changed my mind, Dylan? Do you know what made me decide that you needed to receive a memorable punishment?” Adeline asked.</p><p>“No, but I’d like to know,” he replied.</p><p>Adeline approached and reached up to caress Dylan’s face. He flinched a little out of a fear that he’d get slapped, but once the warmth of her palm rested against his cheek he relaxed.</p><p>“It was realizing that I don’t want this to be a fling,” Adeline said. “I have no idea where this relationship is going – we’re in college, after all – but I love you and I want this to be a real thing. For our particular relationship to last, I need to know that I can trust you and that you understand that in this relationship, I’m in control.”</p><p>“I understand,” Dylan said.</p><p>“Do you?” Adeline asked. “Do you understand that I take great pleasure in having control? Do you understand that part of the joy of being with you is that sometimes I get to deny you an orgasm, that I get to decide if you clean up your cum or not, that I get to fuck someone else if I want?”</p><p>Dylan nodded.</p><p>“The truth is, I’m still learning about myself. I’ve never been with a guy like you before and it’s been wonderful in so many unexpected ways. The more I learn, though, the more I discover that I crave that control, which is why I’m going to punish you now. I’m going to make you suffer just a little so you remember I’m in control and so you understand just how much you disappointed me when you couldn’t help but masturbate. Okay?”</p><p>“Okay,” Dylan said.</p><p>“I’ve decided on a quick but exceptionally painful form of punishment,” Adeline informed him. “I’d like you to get on your hands and knees in my bed to receive it. I want your ass facing out.”</p><p>Dylan moved into the bed and Adeline opened the top drawer of her dresser and pulled out a black leather belt. She folded it in half and held it at the end with the buckle before moving into position behind him.</p><p>Dylan’s heart pounded as he saw the belt. He hadn’t imagined she’d subject him to that kind of punishment. He thought she might sit on his face or tease him in the cage and make him suffer through orgasm denial. At the worst he imagined a light spanking with her hand as the instrument of pain. This seemed so much worse.</p><p>“Adeline…” Dylan said, though he had no follow up. He simply didn’t want to feel the pain she was about to inflict on him.</p><p>“I know,” she said, seemingly recognizing that he felt immense fear coursing through his body.</p><p>Then she pulled her arm back and brought the belt down on his ass. A loud smacking sound filled the room and Dylan screamed at the most astonishing burst of pain he’d ever felt in his life.</p><p>“Fuck, Adeline…fuck, I’m sorry. You don’t have to do that again. I’m sorry. I’ve learned my lesson,” he said as his brain kicked into survival mode and he tried his best to convince her to keep his punishment to just one stroke of the best.</p><p>He failed, though, Adeline reared back and lashed his ass with the belt once more. Dylan’s arms collapsed and his head fell to the bed as the spot where she struck his ass throbbed. The pain was so significant that he couldn’t speak. He looked back at his girlfriend and saw a look of total control on her face. She didn’t seem to have any anger coursing through her. Instead, she seemed satisfied at having delivered the punishment she’d crafted.</p><p>Then she pulled her arm back again and Dylan closed his eyes. The impact arrived a moment later and he fell onto his side as he experienced an even more significant level of pain.</p><p>Adeline put the belt back in the drawer, closed it gently, and stripped as Dylan watched from the fetal position. She climbed into the bed and cuddled with him. She ran her fingers through his hair and kissed his neck.</p><p>“It’s okay,” she said. “It’s over. You were so good for me.”</p><p>Adeline held him close and Dylan felt like he might cry. It wasn’t from the pain, though. It was from the potent wave of emotion that followed. It was from a sensation he couldn’t quite describe. She’d just punished him severely, and yet he felt completely safe and happy in his girlfriend’s arms and there was something overwhelmingly emotional about it.</p><p>Adeline’s hand moved down his torso, over his hips, and to his sore ass. She caressed it gently, soothing the pain with the warmth of her flesh.</p><p>“Thank you for being so good for me,” she whispered. “Thank you for taking your punishment. Thank you for showing me how much you care.”</p><p>Adeline softly kissed his neck as she continued to caress his reddened ass. Every touch was soothing and Dylan felt like he was sinking a little deeper into her embrace.</p><p>“I’m sorry for masturbating,” Dylan said.</p><p>“There’s no need to apologize now, Dylan,” she said. “You already apologized and you were already punished. It’s over. That’s the beauty of the punishment. There’s no resentment. There’s no residual anger. The slate is clear. You’re mine without complications or disappointment anymore. You’re the Dylan I love again.”</p><p>“Thank you,” Dylan replied.</p><p>“You’re welcome,” Adeline said.</p><p>She gently moved away from Dylan and rolled him onto his back. She caressed his face and smiled before leaning in for a long, slow, soft kiss.</p><p>“I’d like you to worship my pussy,” Adeline whispered. “Will you do that for me?”</p><p>Dylan smiled and nodded as he stared into his girlfriend’s eyes. “That would make me so happy.”</p><p>She caressed his face again and gave him a soft kiss. “That’s good,” Adeline said. “That’s so good.”</p><p>She moved away from him and rested against the pillows piled up at the head of her dorm room bed. Dylan took his place between Adeline’s legs and tended to her pussy. He was surprised to discover she was soaked with desire.</p><p>Adeline smiled and said, “Dominating you turns me on.”</p><p>Dylan’s ass still ached from the pain of the belting he’d received and he knew it would likely hurt to sit in class tomorrow, but he found great joy in the idea that Adeline had actually enjoyed punishing him. He found even greater joy in the notion that she wanted their relationship to last, that it was more than just a fling to her.</p><p>Dylan resolved to be better for Adeline. He didn’t have much experience with women, but he had enough sense to know that women like her were rare and he’d have to continuously prove that he was a worthy submissive. It was a challenge he was eager to take on.</p>