Barb's Boyfriend
Chapter 10
"Happy New Year Cucky!"
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Ringing in the New Year with Margaret closing the lock on Adrian's chastity device, pressing the two part together, the sound was faint but with his elder Mother-in-law behind him calling out and counting down, even over her booming voice never had he heard anything so loud...
The lock closing, it left a ringing in his ears, the sound so loud and deafening it was enough to drown out all others...
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The next morning... New Years Day...
Having slept alone in the same bed he and Barb had shared no less than a week prior, Adrian woke feeling disoriented and unsure, not knowing where he was for a second until it dawned on him and he began to remember...
However, for the time being... He had a different and more pressing issue holding his attention...
"Ahhh, Oh I gotta pee so bad... Oh fuck...this thing is killing me!" He moaned rolling over not only remembering where he was, but also just why he had this 'thing' attached to him that was hurting so bad... The tiny, baby-blue and all constricting chastity cage Margaret had put on him and locked up tight with no hope of escaping.
"Oh oww, oww, oww" He winced hopping out of bed, all but forgetting how he was dressed as he scampered out and down the hall, hoping and praying his Mother-in-law was still in her room and not using the bathroom he so desperately needed.
Ducking in and closing the door Adrian was quite relieved to find the bathroom empty but catching sight of himself in the vanity mirror a different type of shock ran through him. Dressed in 'his' dusty pink, and very short chemise night dress he felt ridiculous still wearing the wispy women's sleeper...
"Oh God... What have I become?" He ask but with no more time to worry, quickly plunking himself down onto the toilet seat, desperate to pee but learning the hard way the night before, he knew now that while in chastity... Sitting... It was the only way for him to go...
"Ahhh... Oh God this thing feels so tight... Why do I get so hard in the morning?" He asked aloud in distress while trying to let go, but being hard, the steel backing ring on his bright blue chastity cage wouldn't let him.
Having spent a mere few hours locked up, Adrian had only been through this experience once before... Going to the bathroom that is... Later in the evening before bed and after a good few glasses of Champagne that followed his second 'attendance' to Margaret, his Mother-in-law...
"Ohhh... Oh yeah that's good" He sighed as his tightly compacted little dick gave up it's game. His morning wood shrinking enough to allow his bladder to let go, Adrian sat with his eyes closed listening with his cage tucked between his legs, hearing his stream spraying out and hitting the sides of the bowl.
Learning that standing while peeing, it was an impossibility while trying the first time but then arresting himself and stopping his flow... Adrian knew in an instant that standing while going to the bathroom when locked up... It wasn't going to work...
Even if the open slit end was rather wide and long, it didn't matter as his pee came out 'every-which-way-but-down' causing him to stop and scramble while reaching for the toilet roll to dab up his mess knowing he would have to sit if he was going to finish what he had started.
Relieved at last and at the sink washing his hands, Adrian looked to himself in disgust. Seeing himself dressed in a girl's nightie and his chastity cage with it's bright, baby-blue colour sticking out like a sore thumb... It was all just another reminder of who he was, but more so now, it was pointing to who he had become...
"Are you in there? I have coffee on if you'd like some... You can dress in your regular clothes, although I've picked out a fresh pair of panties for you... I went through your little carry case, but I'm sure you don't mind"
Hearing Margaret speak and caught off guard, Adrian jumped where he stood at the vanity sink. Frightened with his pulse spiking quickly, hearing Margaret's voice on the other side of the door, it made everything real again...
He was indeed here, and this wasn't some crazy, never ending nightmare...
"Uhh... O-Okay M-Mother... I'm just washing up... I'll be right down... Th-thank you" He replied while staying still and not even thinking of making a move to open the door or let her in. He was so embarrassed, he didn't think he could face her dressed as he was... Still in his feminine night gown and nothing else, leaving his caged little package unmissable and on display below his far-too-short hemline.
And as well, hearing her say that she's left him out a fresh pair of panties? That was cringe worthy enough thinking that from now on that this too would be his fate. Dressed in panties everyday, picked out for him by either his wife, or his Mother-in-law.
Waiting and hearing her walk away, Adrian stayed where he was for another minute with his breath held before opening the door and stepping out with a sigh, realizing that thankfully she had gone and he was alone.
Dashing back to the small spare room and quickly closing the door behind him, Adrian's relief was palpable, yet looking to the bed, the feeling was short lived because sure enough, and just as Margaret had said... She had been into his room and indeed she had gone through his bags.
Searching casually as she pleased, Margaret found the panties she wanted him wearing that day... A new pair from the six-pack 'gifted to him at Christmas' or so he had been told...
"Green huh? Well, at least they're not pink again" He said aloud as he stepped over and picked up the light green or teal coloured pair in his fingers, but still, another quake ran through him. Holding 'today's' pair of panties he was meant to wear... It was chilling in both the reality and the hidden fantasy, his own desires being met... It made him feel sick, just as much as it turned him on...
