Ch. 3 Carissa takes the initiative
"Mr. Lewis, you're niece is here to see you" announced my secretary.
I started thinking ... my niece ... my niece never visited me here before. I thought it was kind of odd.
"Send her in" I replied
As I looked up upon hearing the door knob turning, I saw Miss Carissa enter my office with a smirk on her face.
"Hi Uncle Rich" she said with a cocky tone to her voice. She shut the door behind her.
I was taken by surprise ... I was about to speak.
"Get over her and kneel at my feet." She demanded.
I was so shocked, I didn't say a word, but approached her as she demanded. I kneeled at her feet. She had on a short black skirt with a purple turtleneck sweater. Her legs were bare and she had on a pair of black patent leather pumps. She smelled fantastic.
"You remember rickiee ... that Mistress Rebecca's panties were to be worn by you at all times. That any violation of that requirement would be met with harsh consequences. Stand and drop your pants. This is your panty inspection." She firmly demanded.
I stood and unbuckled my belt. She stood there tapping her toe as if to indicate that I should speed up the process. I unbuttoned my pants and slid them down. I was wearing Mistress Rebecca's pale green nylon bikini panties as ordered. I had also followed the directions of cumming in them once a day and peeing in them daily as well. Miss Carissa stooped down to inspect the panties.
"Well, first of all, rickiee ... I am glad that you are following our orders and it is obvious to me that you have cummed in them and pee'd in them regularly ... because I can see the stains and I can certainly smell that they are soiled. I have a little surprise I have brought for you ... a gift from Mistress Rebecca."
She held out a little black leather bag. I took it from her an opened it up. I pulled out what I immediately identified as a male chastity device. My hand began to shake, slightly.
"Yes, rickiee ... I can tell by your response that you already know what it is. Let's get it on now. I want you to sit on your couch over there and pull your panties down. Spread your legs and let me have full access to your little clittie." She demanded.
I sat on the sofa and did as she demanded.
"Will you please lock my door, Miss Carissa?" I nicely asked.
"No! Let you be uncomfortable. If you haven't taught your staff to knock, then you will just have to worry about this!
I was frightened. What if someone walks in? True, people knock ... but then they usually open the door. I was scared. My cock was tiny and limp.
Miss Carissa picked up the device and took a piece that would go at the base of my cock and around my balls. She put it in place in a rough manner. She pushed three rods from the back and then placed the plastic sheath over my cock and threaded the three rods through the corresponding openings. She then took a brass padlock and locked it into place.
It was quite uncomfortable around my balls. Everything was squeezed into place and it felt quite bad.
"That surely doesn't look comfortable, rickiee ... now does it? But then again, it's not there for your pleasure, now is it? Your clittie, I must admit ... looks quite cute in its little plastic sheath. Guess you won't be cumming in these panties anymore, but peeing shouldn't be a problem." She said with a sinister laugh.
"Pull your panties up and get dressed. I am done with you for now. You will come to my apartment at 6:30 p.m. this evening. Don't be late. I am having a Tupperware party with some girlfriends and I want you to come and buy some Tupperware. If you are late, you will be very sorry."
She left as quickly as she came. Tupperware party? Sounds boring, but I guess I must do what I must do.
I arrived at Miss Carissa's house at 6:05. I was stuck in traffic on the avenue on the way because there was an accident.
"You're late. Get in here!" Miss Carissa said with a mad look on her face.
I walked in and there were six or seven other girls in the room. They must have all come from work and they were all dressed in dresses or skirts. When I looked around, I didn't see Tupperware ... I saw lingerie, dildos and other sex toys.
"Rickiee, I see you now realize this is not a Tupperware party at all. It's a sex toy party and you will now, disrobe."
"Carissa ... uhm ... wait ... "I managed to mumble.
"Rickiee, you undress NOW! If you are embarrassed that these girls will see you in your pretty little soiled panties ... you've got a lot more to be worried about than that!" She said with a chuckle.