“Yes…please…” Sarah breathed in my ear as my hand slowly snaked between her legs. I felt the slight tickle of her pubic hair, and then the hot wetness of her slit. She moaned as I slid a finger between her lips. I found the hard kernel of her clit and traced slow circles with my middle finger, leaning over to kiss her on the mouth. Sarah eagerly sought out my tongue with hers and moaned again. Her hand clutched at my muscular chest, sighing as she felt the hardness of my muscles under her fingers. I broke the kiss and glanced down, taking in Sarah’s nude athletic body twined with mine. My cock was fully erect, and all nine inches were laying across Sarah’s belly as she gently stroked it with her other hand. Strangely, I felt a nagging pain in my groin – a sort of dull ache. I ignored it and focused my energy on Sarah’s clit.
She pulled my head down to hers for another kiss before whispering in my ear.
“Please Chris…you’re driving me crazy. I need your dick. Please give it to me.”
She gripped me, her fingers barely fitting around my thick shaft.
Again that strange aching sensation.
Amber climbed on the bed behind us, her naked body pressed against my back. Her brown hair tickled my neck and back as she gently nibbled on my shoulder. I inhaled deeply and breathed in her citrusy perfume. I felt her hands slide around my waist, until she was gripping my cock from behind, her hands joining Sarah’s on my rock hard shaft.
“Oh no you don’t you little slut” Amber said with a low chuckle. “You know I get first dibs on this.”
I smiled.
“You know there’s enough for both of you” I joked, before playfully biting Sarah’s right nipple. She sighed again and I felt her legs part under my hand as I continued rubbing her wet pussy.
Owww!
Amber had bit my shoulder, but weirdly I felt the pain in my groin instead.
I buried my face in Sarah’s red hair, kissing her neck. She was panting and writhing under me now, lifting her hips from the bed in small circles to press herself against my kinetic hand.
“Don’t make me beg for it” Sarah whispered, her breathing heavy.
Amber laughed again, still working her hands up and down my dick.
OWWW
I slid over Sarah’s slender body, kneeling between her widely spread legs. I admired her puffy lips and the swell of her mons at the top. Amber moved with me, and now held my massive cock pointed directly at Sarah’s pussy.
OOOOOWWWWWW
I ignored the pain. I was inches away from fucking Sarah, and Amber was slowly guiding my massive tool towards her. I felt the firm pressure of her large breasts pressed against my back as she squeezed close to me, her thighs pressed against my ass.
OOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWW!!!!!
The weird ache was getting unbearable. I again tried to ignore it.
I slid forward slightly, and Amber directed my member down. My swollen head brushed against Sarah’s pussy and she moaned.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!
I jerked awake, my body covered in sweat, totally disoriented. I gradually took in the familiar shape of my bedroom furniture in the pale moonlight streaming through my window. The fog of sleep gradually lifted and I realized I was in my room. Alone.
I screamed in frustration, slamming my hands down on the bed. It wasn’t fair. It just wasn’t fair. The dream was so incredibly vivid. My imagination was working overtime after several weeks of being locked in Amber’s cruel cage. And there was no end in sight. I knew I wasn’t getting out for at least six months, and that was only if Erika said it was ok to do so.
My cock was in serious pain. It felt like it was clamped in a vice that was slowly tightening as more and more blood ran to my shaft crushing my cramped cock into the unyielding walls of the steel prison. I stumbled out of bed and half felt my way to my shower where I turned the water on full cold. Pulling off my underwear, I stepped in the tub and directed the stream to my crotch.
I shouted as the cold water struck me, and clenched my teeth while shivering in the icy blast. After a minute or two, the freezing shower did its job and I felt the pain diminish in my cock. A couple minutes later I was shivering but no longer in pain as my dick shrank. I toweled off, eager to climb back in my warm bed.
Suddenly and startlingly my alarm went off. It was Friday – the day of Amber’s party with her girlfriends. That also meant it was time to get to the gym and clean for an hour before my session with Sarah. I groaned and started looking for my workout gear.
As I was finishing up my workout, Lexie walked into the gym several minutes early. She was certainly punctual, I thought to myself. I was also glad that I was fully clothed this time.
“Hi there Chris, hi mistress Sarah” She said cheerfully.
She was dressed as usual in sweats and a somewhat baggy sweater.
Sarah looked up. She was spotting me in my last set of butterfly presses. As usual, I was a huffing, sweating mess at the end of the hour, lying flat on my back on the bench. Sarah was standing directly behind my head, with her hips a foot or so above me. She had her legs spread apart to give her a more powerful stance as she spotted me, and it was hard not to stare at her crotch. Her usual yoga pants hugged her muscular legs. She wore just a jog bra as was typical for her, exposing her belly. The image of her from my dream popped into my head and I quickly averted my eyes before my cock swelled again in the cage.
“Oh hey Lexie – you’re a few minutes early. I’m just finishing up with Chris here.”
Lexie put a duffel bag down on the floor and walked into the main weight room. I was struck again with how cute she looked with her small upturned nose and full lips. She leaned against the wall and eyed me.
“You’re wearing more clothes than last time” she said with a twinkle in her eye.
I blushed, remembering two days ago when she saw me naked and sprawled out on a bench, with my chastity device fully on display.
Sarah noticed my red face and laughed. She reached down and patted me on the cheek. I could clearly see the outline of both of her nipples pressed against the taut white fabric of her jog bra and fought down a moan of frustration.
“You’re embarrassing him, Lexie” she said with a laugh.
“Well, ordinarily I’d say it’s nothing I haven’t seen before…but to be honest I’ve never seen a naked guy in a cock cage in real life. Just on your website.”
Sarah grinned.
“I decided to be nice and let him keep his clothes on today. What do you say, Chris?”
I swallowed.
“Uh…thank you mistress Sarah.”
She chuckled and tossed me a towel.
“Alright Chris, we’re done for today. Go ahead and dry off. It’s time for Lexie’s workout now.”
Sarah and Lexie exchanged small talk for a minute while I wiped myself off and got my things together.
“Oh Chris – I almost forgot.”
Sarah trotted over the the counter and bent over, grabbing something behind the desk. I stared at her muscular butt, accentuated by the tight yoga pants. Feeling eyes on me, I glanced over to where Lexie was standing. She was looking at me with a strange expression. I realized I had been totally busted checking out Sarah. I felt myself blush again.
Something struck me in the chest. Surprised, I turned back to Sarah and looked down. A full laundry bag was on the floor at my feet. I groaned. I had almost forgotten it was Friday – my day to do Sarah’s laundry.
Sarah bounced over to me with a wide smile.
“Laundry day, chastity boy. Make sure to do a good job. No wrinkles like last time, right?”
I gulped and glanced over at Lexie. She was staring at us.
“No, mistress Sarah. I’ll make sure to do a better job this time.”
Sarah looked at Lexie and then back to me.
“And how are you going to wash my underwear?”
She took a step closer. I could smell her now, and noticed how deeply green her eyes were. I tried not to let my gaze slide down to her small breasts, but I failed.
“Uh…” I looked at Lexie again out of the corner of my eye. Her mouth was open slightly and I saw her pink tongue lick her lips slightly.
“I’m going to hand wash them, mistress Sarah.”
She nodded.
“That’s right. You can bring me my clean clothes tomorrow, as usual. Now, I’ll see you tonight at Amber’s?”
“Yes mistress Sarah” I said, bending down to pick up her dirty clothes.
“Good boy” She said, patting me on the cheek again. I glowed in pride at her praise.
“Ok. On your way. Lexie – strip and on the scale.”
The sounds of Lexie and Sarah chatting followed me as I left the gym, lugging her full laundry bag.
Amber told me yesterday she had a full day of chores for me to do before the big party tonight, so I had taken the day off work, much to my assistant Ruth’s disapproval. I drove back to my place and took a quick shower before reporting for work next door at Amber’s.
While I was in the shower I heard my phone ding several times. After getting dressed in jeans and a button down shirt I checked my phone. First was a text from Amber.
*Hey girls! All good for the party tonight?*
I flushed when I realized I was included in a group text and Amber had addressed us all as “girls”.
Claire texted back almost immediately.
*Yes!!! I’m so excited! What can I bring?*
Amber –
*haha let bank worry about everything. Just bring your beautiful selves and a pair of pajamas so you can spend the night! AHHHH!!!!!”
Claire-
*I know – a sleepover lol! Thanks so much for inviting me!*
Amber-
*Yeah girl! Looking forward to getting to know you better. And it’ll be fun with bank serving us and waiting on us. Speaking of – let me know if there’s anything you want to eat or drink. Anything at all. Bank will take care of it*
I groaned as I slid my sneakers on and got ready to head next door.
Claire sent a “hmm” emoji followed a few seconds later by-
*Well, since bank is taking care of it…lol my favorite food is beef Wellington. And I like margaritas*
Amber-
*haha I love it. So specific and sounds fancy. You got that bank?*