"So, she's in there?" Emily whispered, gently biting her lip. She was a slim, medium-height blonde. That evening she wore clothes inspired by a schoolgirl outfit, but different enough to not raise any eyebrows.
"Yes. We don't have to do it, it was a nice, fun evening anyway," Jake answered in a calm, understanding manner. How did he look? Well, dear reader, you can imagine him as yourself, or someone you fancy.
Emily nodded, "It's ok, if she'll be fine with it." There was the click of the door unlocking, and they entered the apartment.
Soon enough they were both standing in a warm, rather spacious living room where, among "normal" furniture you'd expect, like sofa (expanded into a bed, with sheets ready), a lounge chair, or electric fireplace, there was one different item - in the middle, instead of a table, was a metal cage.
"Amy! Oh, my! You look so cute!" Emily exclaimed, walking to the cage, "Those ears as just so precious! And the tail! Where does it... oh. And, that's the belt? It does look interesting, it's so shiny, can you show more of it?"
The short, glasses wearing redhead inside the cage laid down and rolled onto her back, showing the mentioned chastity belt in full (as well as her perky breasts). It was one of the "proper" models, secure and as easy to keep clean as possible. It fitted her perfectly, maybe even a bit tight, completely blocking access to her pussy, securing it even from her own fingers - which was necessary, the little brat tried to defeat the belt just so she could laugh about it to Jake. Fortunately (well, perhaps she had a different opinion on that being fortunate) the belt did it's job perfectly.
As Amy was lying there, she clawed playfully on the cage with her fingers, purred and meowed like a kitten. This was something she knew Jake found both sexy and adorable.
"How are you feeling? You're sure you're ok with what's going to happen?" Jake leaned down, asking. The response was a happy meow, a gentle smile and purring from the redhead.
"Wait, there are padlocks on the cage, Jake, how long has she been like that? What if you didn't come on time?" Emily sounded concerned, while at the same time she tried to reach through the cage bars to pet Amy.
"The padlocks are on a timer, two hours since she locked them. I Always text her when I'm certain when I'll be home, and if she's in, she gets into the cage to wait for me. Sometimes I write her that I want her to wait kneeling by the door. Anyway, if anything would happen, the locks would open two hours after being locked."
"And the belt?"
"There's a safety key she owns, but it's in a sealed envelope, only to be used in case of an emergency. If she'd use it just because she's horny, there'd be a serious punishment. A real one, not one of the funishments that brat loves. And when it comes to daily wearing, we take it off in the mornings and evenings for showering, cleaning both her and the belt. Still, it's not like she can do anything during those showers," he smiled a bit deviously, "maybe you'll see."
"And how long is she wearing it?"
"It's almost a year since we got it, though first about three months were for her getting used to wearing it. I suppose your question wasn't just about that, right? I'm usually letting her have an orgasm once a month, but as you know currently we're experimenting with longer periods - it's almost two months now, and a bit over four since she last had anything inside her pussy."
"Holy fuck! That's cruel!"
"Yeah it is!" Jake chuckled, "But she's been just so much fun since we started that little experiment!"
"She does look needy... Um, can we start? I think I'm in a mood to see just how jealous she'll get."
"Aren't you devious? Seems like a good time to let Kitten out of her cage, I want her to be close to what she'll be envious of."
He reached into his pocket, fished out a small key, which he used to open the cage. Amy immediately got on all fours, shaking her ass, which also made the plugged tail move. She waited patiently for her master to attach a leash to her collar. Once he did, he gently pulled on it, and she crawled out of the cage, shaking her head a bit to make her cat ears move a little.
Emily leaned onto Jake, caressing his cheek, and whispered "Maybe she could get you ready? I'd love to see that, and since you've been edging me all evening with that remote toy... Let's say I don't want to wait for you too long. Plus, I'd like to see her pleasure you, and I can give you a little show at the same time."
"Sounds good." He pulled on the leash, and went to the chair. Amy followed him on all fours, her eyes fixed on him. As soon as Jake sat down, Emily turned on some music, and Amy gently and playfully "walked" her fingers up his legs, until they held his belt buckle. Then, she proceeded to put soft kisses along his leg, her mouth moving closer and closer to the zipper. Once there, she unbuckled his belt, and with her teeth pulled the zipper down. He lifted himself slightly, so she could pull down his trousers and boxers, revealing his cock. Amy moved one hand to hold his balls and carefully massage them, the other hand resting on Jake's hip.
She smiled and slowly lowered her head, until her lips touched his balls. The lightest kisses followed, and soon moved up, to his dick. One after another, just barely higher on the shaft, until, after a long while, her lips reached his tip, and parted a bit - a gentle lick. Amy smiled like a little devil. Even though she knew where this was going, she liked to tease Jake, a bratty revenge for the state he kept her in. At least, that's how she liked to think about it, even though she knew perfectly well her master preferred slow, worshipping blowjobs.
The kisses started to move back down, perhaps even slower, but with each kiss, between the lips, there was just a barely felt lick. A she reached the base, those kisses changed into slow licks, traveling upwards, and at the tip her tongue circled lower and lower until Amy took it into her mouth - at that moment Jake moved his head back, and saw the other woman in the room.
Emily was just starting to perform a rather sensual striptease, moving to the rhythm of the music, unbuttoning her shirt one button at a time. When she got all of them, she held the shirt barely open, just to outlie her breasts, but keep them covered, turned away and only then, she allowed it to fall down. Next, with a grin, Emily turned back to face Jake, covering her tits with her hands. She squeezed them and finally moved them away. Her breasts were not that big, but rather shapely, firm.
Jake observed as Emily pushed her skirt down, and started walking towards him. But, she didn't come right to him, but moved around, she stood behind him. The blonde leaned forward, and began to massage his shoulders. Her head moved next to his.
"She looks so entranced playing with you, doesn't she? She seems... passionate. Seems like keeping her denied was the right choice..." Emily whispered in a sultry voice, "You know, it's a nice view, perhaps you'd like this little experience to continue for a bit longer? I'd just ask for one thing... Could you pleeease turn the vibrations higher?"
Jake grinned and reached for his phone, he quickly set the vibrations for the toy Emily had in her from low to medium.
"Uhhh, thank you..."
It continued like that, Amy giving him slow, light, yet passionate blowjob, Emily massaging his shoulders, for about fifteen minutes, until the blonde asked, if she could play with Amy.
"What do you have in mind?"
"I'd like to see if I can motivate her, or if she'd lose focus if-"
"If you spanked her?"
"Or I could use one of your floggers?"
