Cameron breathed through his nose, his wrists carefully bound behind his back. Cameron was kneeling on a hard chair beside Kaderin's Princess bed.
He'd bought the bed for her at Christmas, and let her have her own little room here, because she wasn't really comfortable sharing a bed yet, Cameron tossed around too much.
Such a horny boy, she told him quite often.
Kadi, resplendent in a tiny camisole that just covered the tops of her breasts and snugly at her thighs, God, Cameron thought it was the frilliest little black thing he'd ever seen.
Kaderin ran her clear French manicure up and down Cameron's straining cock as he worked to maintain his balance, difficult as it was kneeling on this ridiculous chair.
"So did you have a good trip?" Kadi grinned.
She was clearly amused that Cameron had been trying to sell software in the Midwest while locked up in his chastity belt, and night after night he'd called her from motel rooms, or contacted her online.
"Kadi, you know I suffered. Whenever I'm not with you it's-"
Kadi laughed, and Cameron watched her chest bounce. He was hypnotized.
"Cameron, what the hell? You could take the thing off. You could've taken it off, this belt of yours and traveled without it. And you suffered! You watched porn on the hotel cable anyhow."
Kadi giggled.
She couldn't really understand why guys did this to themselves. Cameron was such a nice guy.
To travel and not look at porn, to try and focus on his work, that she could understand.
And, if it meant he wore the belt too, great. Or, have a jerk off fest and watch porn every night, as a reward for a busy day of pushing that computer crap.
But he was such an odd guy. He self-imposed this ridiculous hardship. Shit, she'd understand if he went to hookers while he was running around the country.
She, Kaderin, certainly wasn't faithful.
They were engaged, even. There was an "understanding" But that didn't mean she was giving up her life!
She rubbed the sensitive area under his cock head. Kadi couldn't help chuckling as he knelt there, uncomfortably on the chair. Oh, he was crying!
"Baby, what's wrong?" Kadi leaned over, inadvertently letting her breasts nearly fall out of the tiny top, and she took a couple fingers and wiped the tear from his right eye.
"I-I just missed you so much. And I was so horny."
She smiled. Kadi knew her smile was magnetic, she got her teeth from her dad's side of the family. Glossy white teeth, and rosebud lips.
"I missed you too, Cameron, hon. I really did."
Really, she couldn't resist. "I wasn't um, horny, I have a friend, but I did miss you!"
Cameron began sobbing softly. Really crying.
He had been up on his knees on that awful chair, but he sank down on his haunches, and Kadi helped Cameron climb off the chair and let him lay on the bed, his face on her chest.
"All those nights, locked in the belt, and dreaming of you."
Poor baby...
But wow, his dick had gotten harder.
Kadi's fingers trailed down to it, and she tickled the glans. He has a big one, Cameron does. I don't think he knows much of how to use it.
Such a sweet man, though. She'd really never talked to him much at Buttermilk State, but they'd been involved in the Student Senate elections, and joked around.
When they'd met again at Nicky's picnic, Cameron had asked Kaderin out, and what a nice guy, after the series of evil, sexy losers.
The pre-ejaculate problem had not bothered Kadi that much, but when Cameron had shown her the chastity tube-wow.
"See, that's my problem." Cameron explained haphazardly that first night that she'd watched him lock it on. "I used to see a professional key holder, and Arnell-
She's great, but she told me that my problem was that I was too careless and lazy, you know, to hold back and give a woman her pleasure before I came, orgasmed myself."
Kadi had enjoyed meeting Arnell. The fiery redhead had a quick wit, and was so nice to Kadi. Within twenty minutes of the introduction at Arnell's um, center, Cameron was naked and looking really awkward in front of the two girls.
It was kind of weird, they were having ice tea in the Blue Massage Suite, and suddenly Arnell snapped her fingers, and Cameron was naked, man.
Arnell had begun stroking Cameron's dick while talking to Kaderin, as if she was opening a jar or something. She didn't even really look at him.
Arnell had been wearing a cute little floral halter dress, looked very cute, and her long, silky legs were crossed, and there Cameron was standing in front of her, letting her touch his dick, rubbing and rolling it.
Wasn't Cameron a little freaked out? It wasn't like we were going to both strip and mess with him, we just sat there at the table as he stood in front of us.
"See the problem is, Kadi, Cameron is very inconsiderate, and he's only interested in his own pleasure. " Arnell had said. "Here, give me that fork."
Kadi had handed the fork to Arnell, and Arnell had held up Cameron's stiff boner with one delicate little hand and she'd poked the foreskin and then the glans a couple of times, fairly hard.
Cameron winced, but he kept his hands behind his back.
"He just wants (POKE) to get (POKE)his rocks (POKE)off, rip off(POKE) your (POKE)clothes, get(POKE) his wee-wee(POKE) wet and go home, (POKE) they all do.
You can put up with(POKE) that from the hot(POKE) guys, but Cameron really (POKE)should be of (POKE)service. Otherwise(POKE) he's kind of useless."
This was the first time Kadi had seen Cameron cry. He just wept silently, and she got the impression it was less because of the red marks now all over his poor dick, and more what Arnell was saying.
Arnell had casually continued to discuss Cameron's deficiencies, and then she'd thrown the fork on the table.
"Stop crying. God, you make me sick. You used to tell me that your mom and your brothers would make fun of you when you cried, and I don't blame them."
But Cameron cried harder, and finally Arnell slapped him hard across the face.
This turn of events had scared Kaderin a little. She wanted to tell Cameron that they could go home if he wanted, get away from this crazy bitch.
"That's enough of your tantrum." Arnell said in a louder voice, as if Cameron had been screaming and yelling instead of just weeping silently.
"You want the strap? Is that what you want?" As Arnell shouted at Cameron, her boobs shook in the hot little pink top (I must know where she got that dress, Kadi thought)
Arnell winked at Kaderin, and Kadi had to laugh. Cameron was crying but focusing on Kadi's tits and her crossed legs. Arni was right. Men were completely obsessed with sex.
