The Vault – part 4

After Tiffany left I went into panic mode. I needed to find a date for the weekend. I didn’t want to go a whole week without getting some relief.

I started with Diane. She seemed happy to hear from me, but was heading out of town for the weekend. I made a few more calls but had little luck. I was not going to get a date out of my phone book this late in the week. I was going to need to hit the bars and try to find some action (well, as much action as I could manage in my captive state).

I called my guy friends and we hit the town Friday night. We hit the town again on Saturday night. I did not fair well. I managed to not even get a number. Honestly, I don’t have a lot of game, but I usually don’t bat a zero either. I think my situation was making me desperate and that desperation was showing. By Sunday night, it was looking pretty grim.

I could just lie to Tiffany and tell her that I did go on a date. How would she ever know? I could make-up a new girl and say that we hung out for one night but I didn’t like her much and wouldn’t be calling her again. That might be enough to get me another week of handjobs.

The more I considered that plan, the more I leaned away from it. I have known Tiffany for a long time. And in all of that time I have never been outright dishonest with her. I don’t even know why, but I just couldn’t stomach the idea of lying to her face. I was going to tell her the truth. Maybe she would be nice and let this weekend slide.

I sent Tiffany a text at lunch on Monday and asked if she would be stopping by. She responded, asking if I went on a date over the weekend. I took a while to respond but I finally sent her the answer… “no.” She said she would be stopping by on Wednesday.

My heart sank. I knew there was a possibility that she would keep to her word, but a small part of me just wouldn’t accept that it was going to happen. I spent the rest of the afternoon at work coming up with a list of activities for Monday and Tuesday night. I needed to keep my mind busy and off of my penis.

By Wednesday afternoon I was on edge. I had called Diane Tuesday night and set up another date for the coming weekend. I hoped that I would be able to convince Tiffany to be kind and let me out of my cage.

Tiffany stopped by my place after work. I met her at the door and saw that she was wearing a light pink blouse and dress pants with black pumps. Those pants made her legs look longer than they were and the material really made her butt stand out. God! What I would do to just see that ass of hers!

As usual, she sat down on the couch and I grabbed a couple of beers. We chatted for a little while until she turned to my dating life.

“So, I’m disappointed that you didn’t have a date this past weekend.” She started.

“I’m sorry about that, but I did set up a date with Diane for this coming Saturday. I was hoping that…” I spit out as a defense until she interrupted.

“Dan, that is all well and good, but it doesn’t make up for this past weekend and what has been weighing on my mind. I am trying really hard to help you find some happiness. Honestly, I was feeling a little used.” She said.

I couldn’t help but wonder how I was taking advantage of her given that she had MY sexuality under lock and key. Regardless, I have known Tiffany long enough to know that I shouldn’t argue with her feelings.

“I’m sorry that I made you feel that way, it was not my intent. I appreciate your help and I know that you mean only the best for me.” I answered.

“ I know that you didn’t mean to make me feel that way. It is partly my fault for not taking better control of the situation and clearly explaining to you how this is going to work.” She admitted. “So, I have been thinking of ways to continue this arrangement without any problems.”

“Since you’re the one locked up, you need to start by admitting to me that I’m in control of this arrangement and that you trust my judgment.” She said with her eyes locked on mine.

“umm..” I stumbled. “Yes, you’re in control of this situation and I trust you implicitly.”

“Excellent, that is a good start. Now I’ll tell you the way this is going to work from now on. I will let you cum as many times a week as I think is appropriate based on your effort to comply with my instructions. I will be letting you cum today since I did not make it clear to you that I wanted you to be doing something significant every weekend to meet a nice girl. But today will be your only release this week.” She said.

“Ok, I….” I interrupted.

“I’m not done yet.” She smiled.

“If you ever fail to show effort on a weekend again, I will not allow you any release the following week. Also, part of the reason I have felt used is that I am trying to help you and I have been giving you handjobs. I have been enjoying the foot rubs you give me, but I need to feel more in control of this arrangement. I’d like a foot rub every time I come over, and I’d like you on the ground on your knees when you give it to me. Will you do that for me?” She asked with a flirtatious smile.

“… ok, I can do that.” I responded with a little hesitation. I started to blush. As I consented to her terms it dawned on me that I would probably consent to just about anything that she asked of me. I’ve always loved her. And although the ship sailed on that opportunity a long time ago, I can’t stop myself from hoping.

“Aww… you’re blushing.” She smiled. “… and I haven’t even gotten to the things that should make you blush.”

“Really…?” I inquired.

“So, when you’re giving me the foot rubs I want you on your knees as I said. I also want you in nothing but the chastity device. In fact, lets get to my foot rub.” As she said this our eyes were locked on each other’s. I was motionless, still processing what she had said. That is when she very subtly started to nod. That broke my trance.

I started to unbutton my shirt and she gave me a smile. Before I knew it I was standing with only my pants on and unzipping them. When I was out of my pants, I slowly knelt down before her. She slipped her pumps off. She extended her right foot to me and I began to rub while I looked up at her.

“Now for the last change.” She continued. “I will not give you any more handjobs except when I feel like you have done a great job… or at my whim.”

With that she reached for her purse and pulled out a large object. At first I didn’t recognize the object, but I soon realized that it was one of those male masturbation tubes that looks like a flashlight.

“I’ll cuff your hands as usual and you’ll cum in this.” She announced.

“That is enough foot rubbing for now. I’ve been curious to see you use this thing. Turn around so I can cuff you.”

I did as she said and she cuffed my hands behind my back.

“Tiffany, how am I supposed to use that thing if my hands are behind my back?” I asked.

“Face me again and I’ll explain.” She directed.

I turned around again on my knees and I saw her dripping lube into the end of the device. When she was done, she lifted the end of the couch cushion she was sitting on and placed the device under it so the opening was sticking out a little from the couch. She then reached into her shirt and pulled out the key to my chastity device and unlocked and removed it.

“Ok, it’s all yours. Go for it.” She said nearly breaking into laughter.

I just knelt there. I wasn’t getting hard. I was really uneasy with this situation.

“What’s wrong? I figured you’d be ready to go at the drop of a hat by now.” With that, she scooted back on the cushion and brought her foot up to my crotch and slowly and gently started to rub my penis with her toes. It wasn’t long before I was hard. Then she stopped and said “Say hello to your new friend.”

I waddled forward on my knees until my cock was just before the device and tried to push into it. It took a few attempts, but I finally aimed correctly and started to enter it. Tiffany moved up on the couch. Her legs were spread wide and the crotch of her pants was only half a foot from the opening of the device. She was staring down at my cock pumping into the fake pussy. She was fixated as I thrust back and forth. I was looking up at her – her face – her cleavage – the tight crotch of her pants. I was trying to imagine that it was her that I was fucking and not the couch. I noticed that as my rhythm increased her fingers were clenching her knees tightly. After a while I shuddered as I came into the device.

“That was hot. Wait here while I get a towel” She said as she stood up, swinging her leg over my head.

She was gone for a while – longer than it should have taken to get a towel. All the while I stayed imbedded in the device. She finally returned and wiped me clean and put the chastity device back on. She then removed the cuffs and told me to get dressed.

“So, I hope this new arrangement will have you motivated to listen to me. I’m glad that you have that date with Diane this weekend. You should try to meet more women. Maybe a speed dating event. The quicker you find a nice girl, the quicker you can go back to “regular” sex.” She smiled.

And with that she got up and made her way to the door.

“I look forward to hearing about your date next week.”

She gave me a hug. While she was hugging me she gave me a brief tight squeeze and said softly “I love you.” She then broke the hug, and without any eye contact, turned toward the door and left.

Sigh.

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The Vault – part 2

After Tiffany left, I found myself entertained for the rest of the evening. I had no plans for that Friday night, so I spent much of the night admiring the device that now kept me from my junk. It was a pretty ingenious device. It consisted of two clear plastic rings and a curved, clear plastic tube. My penis and testicles passed through the larger plastic ring and only my penis went through the second, smaller plastic ring. My penis then went into the plastic tube. All of the pieces were kept at an even distance from each other with small plastic posts on each of the pieces. And, of course, they were kept in place by the small padlock that Tiffany had attached.

It wasn’t at all what I would call comfortable, but it didn’t hurt either. I tried on various pairs of pants and found that it caused a noticeable bulge in the dress pants I wore to work. But, it really wasn’t noticeable through my casual pants and jeans. I decided that I would have to go shopping early tomorrow to get some pants for work that wouldn’t tip people off that something plastic was locked on my junk.

I admired myself naked in the mirror and took a shower. Cleaning wasn’t the easiest thing to do, but using the toilet was the part that I honestly hadn’t considered beforehand. I would have to sit to pee.

In addition to admiring the device, I spent the whole evening thinking about Tiffany. Every time she popped into my head, I would feel those long-dormant feelings well up. Each time this happened, I would swell up as much as the device would allow. I would then have to redirect my thoughts. It was frustrating to not get hard, but it even more frustrating to think about Tiffany. She is the only girl I have known that I’m truly happy to be around. I would just have to let those thoughts go and focus on finding another girl who made me feel the same way.

My sleep was a bit restless that night. The sensation of the device locked on to me and the thoughts running through my head, made sleeping a difficult task.

I awoke the next morning feeling a bit groggy and with a bit of discomfort emanating from my crotch. I realized that the discomfort had been caused by the device’s denial of my morning wood.

By the time I was showered and ready to go out shopping for new pants, I was feeling very on edge. I was beginning to feel a bit anxious about the device and desperately wanted to get the device off and rub one out. I kept telling myself that it wasn’t a big deal and that the anxiety would pass as soon as I was outside in the fresh air.

I took a bus to a nearby clothing store and looked for new pants for work. I noticed women. I always noticed women, but this was different. I noticed them all and desperately wanted some relief. I tried to collect myself and restrain my urges. I bought a few pairs of pants and returned home.

The day passed more or less normally but I found myself cleaning my apartment and doing any other task I could think of to take my mind off the longing I felt.

Evening came and I got ready for my date. Just before I left my apartment to meet Diane, my date, I received a text from Tiffany. “Good luck on your date!” I wrote her back “Thanks”, and headed off to meet Diane.

My date with Diane started with dinner. We chatted and joked with each other. She was wearing a skirt that showed off her lovely legs. Her blouse was low cut and showed off her cleavage. I could feel myself occasionally fixated on her feminine charms. I had to pull myself away from my internal turmoil to focus on our conversation. While she was very nice, she didn’t strike me as particularly bright.

We finished dinner and went to a nearby spot to grab a drink and dance. After a few strong drinks, we were on the dance floor. Our chemistry was good, so it was only a matter of time before we were dancing closely.

After a little bit, Diane said, “Something is poking me. Do you have something in your pocket?”

I stammered a little bit. Finally, I managed to say “It might be my keys. Sorry about that.”

“Well, move them to your back pocket.” Diane said with a smile.

I knew that moving my keys would not solve the problem, as it was the chastity device that was poking her. I had to get out of this situation.

“Why don’t we get out of here?” I suggested.

Diane agreed and we headed off to her apartment building. When we got there, she invited me up but I declined. I gave her a kiss. I didn’t want her to think that I wasn’t interested, but I couldn’t go up to her apartment. My secret would have been discovered. I told her that I would call and then caught a cab home.

I was lucky that the meal and alcohol had made me pretty drowsy, so I went to bed immediately and fell asleep.

Sunday morning was much like Saturday morning. When I woke up, I could feel my penis struggle against the device. I spent a while laying in bed trying to redirect my thoughts without success. So, I got up and took a cold shower. The shower didn’t solve my problem, but it did dampen my urges slightly.

I had the whole day ahead of me and found that I needed to stay active to keep from going crazy. Watching TV didn’t help as almost every show and even most commercials had me thinking about sex. I continued cleaning my apartment and finished a lot of tasks that I had been meaning to do for a long time. I punctuated my constant activity with cold showers.

By the time dinner had rolled around, I was nearly at my wits end. I needed this thing off of me. Not long after I finished eating, I received another text from Tiffany, “Hope the date went well. Can’t wait to hear about it. See you tomorrow.”

I wrote back, “Date was okay. I need to get out of this thing, it is driving me crazy!”

She responded, “It hasn’t even been three days! Don’t be such a wimp, I’ve gone weeks without.”

I was a bit mad about her response, so I didn’t send a reply.

I did some exercises, had a couple of drinks and took a final cold shower and tried to go to sleep. After staring at the ceiling for a while, I finally passed out.

Monday at work was a real pain. I have a desk job, so I spent much of the day with my mind wander off. I couldn’t wait to see Tiffany so she would let me out of this thing.

After what felt like an eternity, quitting time finally came. I hurried home to wait for Tiffany.

I waited for a while and was just about to hop in the shower for another cold one, when Tiffany buzzed from downstairs. I let her in and waited for her to come up. She finally knocked on my door and I opened it.

Even though I had just seen her on Friday, it seemed like I hadn’t seen her for a long time. Her face seemed fresh and her dark eyes had a light to them. Her lips were stretched into an effortless smile as she leaned in to hug me hello. She wasn’t dressed any differently than the dozens of times she had stopped by before, but it seemed different. She wore a white button down blouse and a black skirt with black high heeled shoes. Her blouse hugged her frame showing off that beautiful curve running in from her chest and back out at her hips – the perfect hourglass. Her long, black hair was pulled back into a ponytail.

“Hey, you!” She greeted me.

She sat on the couch and crossed her legs.

“How was the weekend? Tell me about your date.” She said.

“It was okay. Did you bring the keys?” I asked.

“Wow, you are anxious! First tell me about your date.” She said redirecting the conversation.

It looked like she was going to make me wait for the keys, so I grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge, gave her one and told her about my date with Diane. I tried to stay calm, but my mind kept racing between the lust I was feeling for Tiffany and getting a hold of those keys!

“Well, it sounds like our experiment is working out well. You noticed that Diane is not very smart and you didn’t have sex with her on the first date. I think you should go out with her again and confirm whether your initial impression of her is correct.” Tiffany said regarding my description of the date.

“Working out well?! I’ve been going crazy these past few days. Every morning I wake up with a pain in my crotch from morning wood and I spend the rest of the day taking cold showers. I need this thing off of me.” I responded.

“Dan! You promised that you would give this a real try. And one weekend doesn’t count as a real try. Will you put the device back on if I let you out of it?” She said.

“Uh…” Was all I could manage before she cut back in.

Her face had changed a little. That effortless smile was replaced by a bit of a frown.

“That’s what I thought. I am rarely in a position to make someone keep their promises to me. But, this time, I can do just that. I will let you out as soon as I feel confident that you’ll put it back on.” She said.

“Are you kidding me?!” I responded.

“No. I’m not kidding. Look at how well your date went and your apartment has never been cleaner. Once you accept this, you’ll find that it will be easier and there might be some serious benefits.” She said.

“Tiffany! This isn’t funny. Give me the key.” I demanded

“Don’t take that tone. I care a lot about you and I think that this will ultimately be for your own good. I think I’m going to head off. I’ll stop by tomorrow.” She said with a slightly raised voice and a furrowed brow.

With that she picked up her purse and started toward the door. I followed quickly behind her.

“Wait! Are you really going to leave?!” I implored.

“Yes. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She said.

It flashed through my mind to grab her or snatch her purse away, but I restrained myself. I let her leave. What have I gotten into?

[End of Part 2]

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Who has my keys – part 2

It has been a month since I was locked away and I received a parcel in the post this morning

I open it up and it’s the hood from the last time with ear plugs and there is a typed note inside .

“AT 6PM I WILL BE ROUND TO GIVE YOU A MILKING .

DURING TODAY YOU WILL GET 2 KEYS CUT ,ONE FOR YOUR MAIN ENTRANCE DOOR WHICH YOU WILL PUT A RED COVER ON. AND ANOTHER ONE FOR YOUR FLAT DOOR ,WHICH YOU WILL PUT A PINK COVER ON.

I WILL PRESS YOUR BUZZER FOR YOU TO LET ME IN AND YOU WILL HAVE 2 MINUTES TO GET THE EARPLUGS IN AND THE HOOD ON AND STAND IN YOUR BEDROOM NAKED WITH YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK WITH YOUR KEYS YOU HAD CUT IN YOUR HANDS READY FOR ME.

I WILL THEN TAKE IT FROM THERE.

DURING YOUR MILKING YOU WILL NOT SAY A WORD
YOU WILL BE TOTALLY SILENT AT ALL TIMES!!

FAILURE TO COMPLY WITH ANY OF THESE INSTRUCTIONS WILL RESULT IN PERMANENT LOCK UP WITH NO RELEASE !!”

I do as instructed and am naked waiting nervously for my buzzer to go and have been practising putting the hood on quickly as I know it only takes about half a minute to get up the stairs to the flat and did cheat a bit as I had one earplug in ready to save me a few precious seconds and also I had put industrial strength duct tape on my mouth so I could guarantee I would stay silent and not ruin my chances of a release.

I jumped out of my skin when the buzzer did go and I press the button to let the person in and I rush to the bedroom to get the other earplug in and the hood on and scrambling on my bed for the keys I then stand in position.

It seems like an ages for the person to come in and my mind is racing with all sorts of thoughts.
“What if it isn’t the lady downstairs but someone coming round un announced? A family member? How would I explain this if they walked in ? What if it’s one of my friends how would I get them to keep it a secret? How would I know if they just see me and walk out ? ” Was just some of the thoughts racing through my mind as I was waiting .

Then what seemed like an age later I feel someone open my hands and remove the keys I had cut and the lock my wrists in handcuffs.

I am then pushed forward slightly and guided so I’m bent over and I feel my arse being lubricated and something being pushed inside ,
I quickly work out it was an inflatable and vibrating butt plug as it is given a few pumps to fill me up..

The person then guides me so I am now laying on my bed and then spreads my legs and secures my ankles in a spreader.

Finally I feel hands on my chastity device and can feel as the lock is undone and the cage slowly removed .

Oh the relief of being free and fresh air getting to my “bits” and I’m left to savour the moment while I am cleaned up properly
note I have been regurlarly cleaning myself as good as I can with cotton buds and shower head ect but still not as good as a proper clean up

I then feel the cage being placed back onto my cock and think I feel her locking it up
“Oh my god I’m not getting a release !!! I did everything I was instructed to do why have I been locked up already????” Was panic thoughts racing through my mind but being totally helpless there was nothing I can do about it.

I then feel the vibrations of the butt plug as that part is switched on and it is inflated again and my nipples are being kissed mercilessly making me hard in the cage and causing me pain.

“Phew she was only playing mind games” I think as eventually the kissing stops and the cage is removed .
The plug is sped up and inflated a bit more as the lady works on my hard cock and within a very short time I’m on the edge of orgasm and clinically she carries on working on my cock allowing me to orgasm and draining me totally.

The problem is that she isn’t stopping and my very sensitive cock is hurting as she roughly carries on and also speeds the plug up and inflates it more and I’m all over the place and wishing she would stop.

Thankfully she leaves my now very sore cock alone and just leaves the plug vibrating in me as I’m cleaned up and left to get properly soft again then I feel the cage being put back on and locked up.

My ankles are released and I’m left for a little while with my legs flapping due to the plug still vibrating inside of me and after another pump I’m helped up and guided to my bathroom and the plug is then mercifully switched off and de flated and removed and I semi collapse on the toilet .

I’m given a little while to recover my senses and then the cuffs are removed and I’m guided into my living room where I guided downwards to get onto my knees.

I feel the zip being undone on the hood
“Woohoooo I get to see the lady who has my keys ” I think as slowly the hood is removed.

Alas that is not the case because I’m on my knees in my living room facing my sofa and when I adjust to the light I see all 3 ladies sitting in front of me smiling as they motion to me to remove the ear plugs .

“Oh boy you cheated with the tape didn’t you ? ” They all say in unison ” you must have been very desperate for a release” then they laugh at that statement.

I make them all a coffee and nothing is said about my chastity apart from the odd comment from the ladies saying
“I bet your dying to know which one of it is aren’t you ?”

Knowing the rules I just nod my head and not answer verbally which makes them laugh as we chat about life in general .

After the coffee the ladies leave to go to a restaurant for dinner and leaving me still wondering.

“Who has my keys? Not only do they have my chastity keys they now have the keys to my flat . Which one if the ladies has them? Who has my keys?”

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Who has my keys – part 1

A couple of months ago I went to see a Domme friend of mine for a play session and I had asked her to measure me up properly fitting for a chastity device so I could get used to wearing one long term and train myself before I meet a Mistress of my own (I had bought a couple of devices from stores but they never fitted properly and unsuitable for me to wear them long term).

Fast forward to the present day, well a couple of days ago, and I and round another Domme friends house and we are going to have a “special play session” (her words) and this time it was at her invitation and not me asking to come round .

I never ask what the session is going to entail so I don’t get too nervous when I’m driving there and when I arrive we sit and have a chat and a cuppa before the session starts though I did mention that I don’t have much play so I’ll probably be not on a par with some of the other subs she has played with for taking lots of punishment/pain and she just smiled.

Just the the doorbell goes and two of my other Domme friends have arrived,one of them was the lady I saw a couple of months ago,.

This took me by surprise but I knew them so I was relaxed about them being there though I was a bit cunfused as to what was going to happen now ,however, I was soon to find out .

“Your such a lucky boy M all 3 of us are going to play with you ” my friend says with a big smile on her face.

We go upstairs to the playroom and I strip (all ar ladies have seen me naked before at clubs ect so it wasn’t new to them) and I’m then told to lay on a small table and my hands are tied then my feet are put into stirrups with my legs spread and now they have access to all of me and all of my holes .

They start off teasing my cock and my nerves are subsiding the longer they carry on (they weren’t bad nerves but still nerves all the same ) and they could all see I was relaxed as I was brought to the edge of orgasm and they stopped .

A vibrating and expandable butt plug is inserted into my arse and I see one of the ladies pump the pump and feel it expanding inside of me then it is turned on low ad they watch me for a couple of minutes while teasing my nipples.

Then I’m blindfolded and they start to tease my cock again ,which lady is doing it ikm not sure but I have a good gues because I can hear their voices and try and work out where in the room they are , anyway to cut a long story short they take it oin turns to bring me to the edge of orgasm then stop and I’m sweating and moaning as I’m getting a bit desperate for and orgasm now and this is the longest tease and denial I have ever had .

They pump up the plug and speed the vibrations up in between the teasing sessions and all take turns in brining me to the edge again and now they are all laughing so much at my desperation for one of them to go just that little bit further and let me cum.

The plug is deflated and turned off and tape is put over my mouth to “shut me up moaning and begging”

Then in an even more surprising turn of events a set of ear plugs are placed into my ears then ear defenders placed over the top of them so I deefinately can’t hear anything,however, just before this is done I’m told that they are all going to “fuck my brains out” with strapons then after that I’m going to have my last “free” orgasm.
Then everything goes silent and all I can hear is my heart beating.

I reason with myself that what the lady said to me before putting the ear plugs in was part of a mind game and I was going to have an orgasm when they finished playing with me.
I did have an orgasm after they had all fucked me and it was a very painful one,I’ll explain.

Two of the ladies left the room and the remaining lady put on a double ended dildo .
The first lady to use her dildo on me played with my cock while she was using my arsehole and brought me to the boil and carried on abusing me untill she had orgasmed ( I know this was the case because I felt her nails digging into my legs as she was holding on and she slumped forward onto me for a little while afterwards) then she brought me to the boil again. Then she leaves the room to clean herself up.

The second lady brings me to the boil then abuses my exposed and easily accessible arsehol with her own double ended dildo whilst bringing me to thee boil again and then carries on until she has brought herself to a shuddering orgasm.
When she has recovered she brings me to the boil again then leaves to clean herself up.

The third lady just goes straight in with her dildo and brings me to the boil twice while she was fucking me and she had the largest of the dildos so far and my arse was sore but she carried on until she had her orgasm them brought me to the boil again.

My brain was all mush, I had no idea what planet I was on or anything all I wanted to do was cum I was aching all over ,I had a sore arse from being used by all 3 of them and was sweating badly however I was at the mercy of my 3 Domme friends.

They all return after a little while and take it in turns to bring me to the boil once each again then the ear defender are removed but the ear plugs are still in so I can just about hear voices ect but only faintly and the tape is ripped from my mouth .

Then someone takes hold of my cock again ,this time it felt different , and started masturbating me and oh my god I can feel my orgasm building again and she is not stopping her hand movements and I’m thankfully going to get to orgasm .
Then I felt a really sharp pain building and was getting more intense as I was getting closer to orgasm and it was a really hard thig to fathom as I was so desperate for the orgasm but I also wanted this pain that was building up inside me to go away but instead it was getting worse .

Oh my god this pain was excruciating and I was moaning in pain very loudly and I could hear the ladies laughing as I let out a massive scream as I finally have an orgasm.

I’m given a few minutes to calm down and come back to earth and they all kiss and cuddle me ,

I must have been in total spaceland as I didn’t feel them washing me and shaving my pubic hairs and I didn’t feel the metal chastity device being put on me and locked with a padlock.

I come round and can see and hear and all 3 ladies are smiling at me and hug and kiss me and I’m released from my bonds and they help me go to and get showered up and it was only during the shower did I notice the device on me .

I came out and got dry and the ladies were all downstairs.

“Would you like me naked still of shall I unlock this and get dressed?” I call down wrongly assuming this was a practical joke.
“No just get dressed and come down M ,there will be no unlocking of the device tonight ”

I come downstairs ,still thinking it was a practical joke, and am handed a cup of coffee and they check to see if I’m ok and asked if I had enjoyed the session.

I said yes and then ask who’s device I’m temporarily wearing .

They all go quiet and smile at each other.

“You’ll find that out next month ” they all say in unison then laugh at the expression on my face .
“we haven’t got to worry too much really as we know it fits perfectly cos we knew your measurements from when you visited X a couple of months ago who then ordered it straight after you ordered your one and if you ask the question again then another day will be added to your chastity…. It could be just one of us or it could be all 3 of us who has a key ”

They all laugh again and we spend the evening drinking eating and chatting with me desperate to find out who holds my keys but daren’t ask for fear of extending my time in the device and drive home with one burning question running around my head….
“Which one of the ladies holds the keys?”
Hopefully I’ll find out in a months time

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Who has my keys? part3

It has been 3 weeks and 3 days since I had my last release and have had no contact with any of the ladies since and today is my first day of 3 dayshifts before going onto nights later on in the week .

It Was a normal monday at work and after having an end of shift shower I head home to another night of being alone and watching the telly.

I enter my flat as normal and then I see a typed note taped on the screen of my laptop.

YOU HAVE 10 MINUTES TO GET NAKED AND GET YOUR HOOD AND EARPLUGS AND TAPE AND GET IN POSITION BY THE BED.
I AM GOING TO HAVE SOME FUN WITH YOU THIS EVENING AND ONLY AFTER I HAVE LEFT WILL YOU RELEASE YOURSELF !!!
YOU WILL KNOW WHEN I HAVE FINISHED BECAUSE I WILL SPANK YOUR ARSE !!!
FAILURE TO COMPLY WITH ANY OF THESE RULES WILL RESULT IN PERMANANT LOCK UP AND NO RELEASE!!!

I rush round and get myself ready and now I’m standing by my bed and shaking a bit as I don’t know what is going to happen .

In the minutes that pass,with my world totally dark and silent, my mind is racing “what does she mean by going to have some fun?”
“How am I going to release myself after she has gone ? ”
“OMG what happens if she uses handcuffs and I can’t release myself and I’m stuck like it ?”

Just as that thought races through my mind I feel my hands being put into metal handcuffs and I jump out of my skin because I was so distracted by the thoughts racing through my mind and I’m pushed forward so I’m bent over my bed .

I feel something being pushed into my arse hole and it doesn’t feel like my butt plug .
It is a vibrating and inflatable butt plug but it is bigger than my one and the lady (who ever she is) pumps it up and I can feel instantly it is bigger and starts it vibrating and I can feel it it more powerful already ,and that’s on the low settings.

After a few minutes of this my device is removed from my cock and I feel a hand gently start to masturbate me .
“Wow” I think “I’m being given a release in less than a month woohoo ” and I was so excited by this thought my mind was filled with total lust and orgasmic thoughts and I could feel my orgasm building and building and I’m nearly there as the lady continues to masturbate me .
Oh my god I’m so close now oh my god here we g…….. Oh no please don’t stop please please carry on please?

Just one more stroke from the ladys hand would have given me such an amazing orgasm however the lady knows me and my body and her cock so so well she stopped at the last possible moment and expertly denied my orgasm and leaves me hanging there with the new plug vibrating inside of me and waits for me to go soft.

The pump is pumped again and sped up and the lady starts to masturbate me again and I quickly get to the point where I’m going to orgasm and I’m now screaming inside for the lady to carry on and finish giving me an orgasm ,but she stopped at the same point again.

I hate this so much she knows just when to do it and I can’t do anything about it ,my mind is a puddle of lust and all I’m thinking of is how can I cum and nothing else,but I’m helpless bent over my bed with my hands cuffed behind my back and totally at the mercy of whoever is controling me.

The lady does it again for a third time and so so desperate to cum it is unbelievable and I try moving my hips to get any sort of friction to take me over the edges ,that’s how close to orgasm this lady has expertly got me to and my legs are shaking and I’m sweating and nearly sobbing in my mask and my efforts to try and get some friction are met with the plug being roughly pulled out from my arse without being deflated.

The lady cleans her cock up and replaces it into the device and I can feel the padlock click shut .
Somehow I knew this wasn’t a game this time and new I wasn’t going to get any release today.

I now feel a lubricated finger being pushed inside of me and after a minute or two this is replaced by something bigger.
The lady had lubricated me ready for her double ended dildo .
She slides it in gently at first an starts moving slowly and gently at first ,however , as she gets more and more excited she gets faster and rougher and is banging me really really hard and she brings herself to a massive orgasm and slumps onto my back with the dildo still inside of me .

The lady leaves me and undoes the harness so it is still inside of me while she goes and cleans herself up in my bathroom and half an hour later returns to me and slowly pulls the dildo out of me and goes and washes that as well.

The last thing the lady does is give my arse cheeks some really hard smacks with her hand and then I feel a draught as she leaves and closes the front door .

I’m now left bent over my bed and starting to panic as to how I’m going to get myself out of this and after a few minutes of trying and failing to get out of the cuffs I sink to my knees and start sobbing thinking I’m stuck .

Then as if my magic the cuffs come undone all by themselves and fall onto the floor and I then remove my hood and earplugs and tape.

I look at the cuffs and the are timelock ones that can be set to open whenever the person wants to and was obviously set to give me no chance of even getting a glimpse of who ever it is because she would be long gone and probably nearly out of town by now.

Totally frustrated I slump onto my bed and have a little cry to myself after looking at my cock in it’s cage and then I go to the bathroom to wash myself clean and get rid of the sweat ect I see a not on the inside of my front door.

SEE YOU TOMORROW SAME TIME SAME PLACE
YOU HAD BETTER BE READY
HA HA HA .

I still don’t know who has my keys or which lady it was having her fun with me tonight …..

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