Jeff had felt sheepish after last night; his housemates, Emily and Louise, had pleasured him in ways he had never experienced before. They had challenged him at poker, and he had lost. They had tasked him with lasting long enough in bed to satisfy them and he had stood no chance, being forced to pull out rather than cum prematurely and embarrass him further. And finally, Emily had delivered surprisingly pleasurable humiliation: she had fingered his asshole, and this alone had made him cum all over himself.
So the morning after, as he awoke with an erection with the memories fresh on the surface of his mind, he tucked his dick into the waistband of his underwear, threw on a tee shirt and went into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee.
Louise was holding a cup in both hands, wearing only a shirt unbuttoned to the cleavage and a thong.
"Hey, Jeffy" she smiled coyly. She noticed his erection before he could hide it. "Did you enjoy last night?"
Jeff accidentally tipped sugar over the counter in his embarrassment. "Erm... I really did, yeah" he smiled back. Louise walked over to the counter, licked her finger, dipped it into the sugar and then parted her lips to insert her finger like a glamour model teasing the lens.
"Emily and me are going out today, but come to my room in a bit when you've er... got yourself together..." she looked down to his underwear with a raised eyebrow, gave a wink and a cheeky smirk, then sauntered away, making her ass sway as much as she could.
Jeff showered and prepared himself in case something happened: he brushed his teeth and shaved, put on aftershave, dressed in a clean shirt and did his hair. When he entered Louise's room, she was straightening her hair, wearing lingerie and sitting at her make-up table.
"Jeffy, I want you to do something for me..." she purred. She guided him to the bed, where Jeff sat down, and she faced him front-on, turning her whole body and then kneeling on the floor. She placed her hands on Jeff's legs and looked up at him with her most seductive look, and Jeff thought in that moment that he'd do anything that Louise told him.
"I want you to wear this until me and Emily come back..." she whispered as she held out the chastity cage from the night before. "If you do..." she bit her lip "... I'll suck your dick when we get back. Bear in mind..." she rolled her shoulders forwards to push her breasts together "... that if you say no, I'll know not to offer anything like this again"... And at this moment, he reached her hand into the lace panties and began breathing more heavily, maintaining eye-contact with Jeff the whole time. As he nodded, his eyes transfixed on her hand, she pulled her and out of her panties, stood up and dipped her fingers into his mouth. He closed his eyes and moaned at the taste of her, and his dick stood to attention. "You'll have to get rid of that if you're going to fit in here" she motioned to the cock-cage. "Show me when you're done, and be quick - we're leaving soon." At that, she sat back at her make-up table and continued straightening her hair as if nothing had happened.
It was ten minutes before Jeff could get his dick to go down. He slipped his cock into the chastity device, clipped it on, and knocked on Louise's door again. "Come in" she cooed. Jeff entered with his dick in the device and the key in his hand. "Oh, Jeffy!" she squealed in delight at the key, which she took from him and put on her dressing table, then hugged him close to her so that he could feel her breasts against him and smell her perfume. "Let me see!..."
He took his trapped cock out and she gave it a playful tug, then she kissed him softly on the lips. They both felt the device twitch with his arousal. "Where are you guys going?" he enquired.
"None of your business, silly..." Louise teased.
It was hours later that he first felt trapped. They had left, not telling him where they were going or how long they were going for, and though it was uncomfortable to be locked away, he only noticed when he had an impulse to watch pornography. He would have to find other things to do.
What he did not expect was to have to find a comfortable way to sleep with the device attached to him that night. His customary morning erection was denied by the device, and he woke up with no response to his messages asking Louise where she had disappeared to. He tried to call, but it went straight to voicemail. He tried to call Emily, but she wasn't answering either.
It was two days later, when he had begun to worry about their safety, Louise sent him a video. It showed her with his chastity key on her necklace, dancing in a bikini with a muscular guy on a beach in a sunny location. He looked outside at the rain falling and gritted his teeth. He had been tricked into a much longer chastity than he'd agreed to. She began grinding on the guy, and Jeff's cock swelled uncomfortably within its prison.
He was relieved when it turned out to only be a one-week holiday. They returned when he was out, and when he arrived back in the evening they were waiting for him, sipping wine and laughing about their exploits.
He walked in, ready to tell Louise how unacceptable her behaviour had been, but then he noticed Katie - the girl from the club a week before when they had gone put together - sitting on the sofa and laughing with Emily and Louise. It stopped Jeff in his tracks, sine he didn't want to come across as obnoxious in front of a relative stranger.
Instead, he was forced to sit and stew whilst they recounted drunken nights that the three of them shared in Ibiza: clubbing, dancing, attending beach parties and pool parties and sunbathing. Some included detailed accounts of guys they'd fucked and some they'd just teased, and one particularly sexy guy was mentioned... Jeff swelled with frustration when hearing how they'd taken turns with him in their hotel room.
