Boarding School Chastity Pt 02

2nd part to 'Boarding School Chastity'

"Guess who's back?!"

It had been 4 years since I'd heard that voice. But I recognised it as quickly as if I'd last heard it yesterday. Which in a way I guess kind of had, as that voice had haunted my dreams and nightmares in equal measure.

I swung my head round, to look at the doorway of the bar I now worked in. And sure enough there she stood. In all her glory. The setting sun sillueoting her petite figure against the murkiness of the bar.

Pheobe.

She looked as good as she did all that time ago and better. As was shown by the entire bar turning to gaze at her in unison. Her tanned skin seemed to radiate as she strode purposefully across the room toward me. The clicking of her stilettos loudly piercing the silence with every step. It felt as though my heart had stopped beating until the moment she reached the bar and spoke.

"Hey babe." She flicked her blonde hair over her shoulder and smirked at me. "I'd close your mouth if I were you, it's not a good look." I hadn't even realised it had dropped open at the sight of her.

"Oh, er, um." I straightened up as much as I could, in a futile attempt to regain my composure. "Pheobe, urm, didnt realise you were back in town. How was university?"

"Yeah really good actually. Me and the girls have all moved back together to open our recruitment business."

"The girls are here too?!" My eyes darted round the room uncrontrollably, desperately searching for them.

"No, not here silly!" She leaned back in her stool as she laughed, her hair grazing across her chest. Revealing her cleavage framed gorgeously by her plunging shirt. "They're just in town. Although I know they're all so desperate to see you again!"

I thought back to the tortourus three weeks we all spent together at boarding school. The things they made me do. The pleasure they made me feel. The pain they put me through. Every part of my body felt as though it was on fire just at the thought of them all; angry, aroused, excited, nervous. I felt it all.

"Looks like boarding school, urm, really worked out for you." Her words cut through my inner turmoil. She looked around the grimy bar as she spoke, her eyes saying more than any words would have.

"Urm yeah. It's okay here I guess. Just a middle job, while I figure out what I want to do"

"Well, todays your lucky day!" Her whole demeanour changed as she spoke with excitement now. Now we'd got to the real reason she was here. None of the pointless small talk. "You don't need to figure out what you want to do anymore. We've done it for you!"

"Huh?"

"Me and the girls. We're in need of a PA. Just a general pair of hands, send emails, do some filing. That sort of thing." She crossed her legs as she spoke and I stared longingly at the hem of her pencil skirt. Pushing down ever so slightly, causing a small bulge on her thigh. Oh fuck I'd missed those legs. I thought back to how powerful her thrusts had been, as she stood behind me pulling my hair. "So. We sat down and had a chat. Who do we know that's really good at taking orders? Who do we know who'll do anything we say no questions asked? Who do we know that will bring a bit more, shall we say, fun in to the workplace? And there was only one answer... you!"

She smiled at me and stroked my hand, the touch of her soft golden skin sent shudders through my body that I struggled to hide.

"Urm.. Personal Assistant? I dunno. I have no experience. I wouldn't be much help to you." I desperately tried to excuse myself for fear of the unknown.

"Oh come on. Don't be silly it'll be nothing too complicated or stressful for your little mind to handle. Just do as your told." She beamed at me again, fluttering her long eyelashes. "Plus we all know how much you've missed us..."

"Uh.."

"Oh don't even try to deny it. In fact we've all SEEN how much you've missed us!"

"Wuh?" I could barely even string a thought together nevermind a sentence, before she whipped out her phone.

"Look." In a matter of moments she expertly brought up a video, the kind of speed you only get by doing it countless times.

The moment I saw it my heart sank. I knew exactly what I was looking at. The groundskeepers hut. A birdseye view of the shack where all those years ago those 4 girls tortured me daily for two weeks. They had a CCTV link? How? Why?

"You think we just left you without keeping an eye? Oh I'm disappointed in how little you think of us! We knew you'd come back, we knew you couldnt resist." The movement on the screen caught her eye. "Ooh, here you come now. And you didn't disappoint did you? Oh no. You came back, every week. Every week for 4 years!"

I tried to reach forward and push her phone away before anyone saw, put she simply gently pulled it out of reach. Knowing I wouldnt risk making a scene.

"Uh-uh. Not before my favourite bit. Every week you stripped off, completely naked, just like you did our first night there. And you jerk that little cock of yours in the middle of the room, directly under our camera fortunately enough. Ooh look at you go, eyes closed, fucking your fist. I wonder what you're thinking about there? The time I hung you from the roof and fucked you in the ass? Or the time you put on Amber's little pink panties and rubbed your clit." As she spoke she slowly raised her voice, just loud enough for the rest of the bar to catch the odd word, if they were trying to listen that is. I gritted my teeth and looked away from the phone, knowing the digital verison of myself was about to cum. Kneeling on the floor of a decrepit shack. "I bet you've kept the cage as well." She continued.

She looked me in the eyes, but as much as I tried to hide it my face gave away the truth.

"You actually have haven't you!" She leaned over the bar to get a better look at my crotch. "Are you wearing it now?"

"No." At least that was the truth, well part of it. But I wasnt going to tell her the sad reality that I locked myself in it every night. That familiar feeling of their restraint sending me into wild dreams and fantasies about all four of them all night. That every morning I woke, unlocked my cock, and furiously masturbated to every depraved scenario I'd dreamt up about each of them through the night.

"Look. We want you to want this as much as we do. We don't want to have to blackmail you again. We ruined your life once. It's not quite as fun the second time. But, correct me if I'm wrong, no one in your family saw the clips from school?" I shook my head. "Your sister, your mum? What about your colleages here? What about everyone in this bar?" Her voice began to raise again before turning back to me. "Please do this because you want to do this... but just know. If you dont. Then you'll be doing it because you have to."

Sometimes in life you know you're making a mistake as you make it. But more often than not you go ahead and do it anyway. Because it's a different part of you that chooses to make the mistake than the part that realises it is in fact a mistake. For example this mistake was made by my cock. And my ass. 50/50 liability.

"Fuck it. I'm in." Her face lit up at my response. She jumped to her feet with a beaming smile.

"Yay! Best decision of your life I swear. Interview is on Saturday at 10pm, see you there!" She jumped up off her stool and turned to leave.

"Interview?"

"Aww hun, of course there's an interview. We can't be just giving out jobs without checking everything about you." She looked back at me again. Slowly raising her eyes from bottom to top. "And I mean everything."

The next 3 days wait seemed to last a life time. My cock remained hard from the moment I saw Pheobe to the moment I got home. I was desperate to beat it. Release my load as I reminisced. But I knew that's not what they'd want, they already had their control back. I refrained from jacking off but that only increased the torment. My mind swirled all day everyday, how would I pass the interview, what would they do to me if I didn't, what would they do to me if I did?! I was erect more often that I wasn't, I'd given up wearing their cage to bed. Enjoying my last possible moments of freedom.

As I sat in the office waiting room the nerves returned. The very same feeling I had as I sneaked out of my dorm to see Pheobe all that time ago. Excitement, giddy, with a heavy sense of fear in the pit of my stomach. How I'd managed to get myself back in this position I couldn't understand. An hour passed and this constant back and forth took place in my head.

Run, escape while you still can. Burn the cage and every memory of them with it, release myself from the grip they'd had me under for years.

Stay. Obey them, feel every miraculous feeling they allow me to feel. Let them own me, control me and have their way with me.

Just as I thought I'd made my decison and put my hands on the arms of the chair ready to stand and leave. I heard that sultry voice again.

"We're ready for you." Pheobe stood in the doorway in a low cut blouse fastened halfway, the pink of her lace bra clearly visible. Her black pencil skirt, snug to her every curve, ended way above the knee. "Thank you so much for waiting, you've been so good. Right this way."

Decision made. I dutifully followed.

The room she led me to was the main office hub on the 12th floor. A large room littered with desks and computers, they really had a thriving business. There must have been space for at least 40-50 people to work comfortably in this one room. None of them still here at this time of night with all the screens and lights switched off. One side of the office was floor to ceiling windows showing panoramic views of the city below, three other office blocks stood opposite lit up, where I could make out other late night workers and traders hustling away at their desks. Around the other walls of the office were five doors adorned with name plaques: Pheobe, Ruby, Amber, Chloe, Emma. The blinds to each of their individual offices drawn tightly shut.

As Pheobe led me further into the room these office doors slowly opened. And in each entrance I saw them. I momentarily had to stop walking for fear of falling, as my legs grew weak at the sight of them. I held the desks to steady myself as Pheobe directed me to stand with my back to the window facing them all.

Ruby stood in the first door, her dark curly locks now carrying bright red highlights. Cut short shaping her round beaming face. She stood, hands on her large curvy hips, wearing a floor length skin tight black dress. Flaunting every shape in her voluptuous body.

Amber in the next. Her auburn hair long and wavy. Her stand out feature still her large tits. They always had burst out of whatever clothing she wore, and they were no different in the pink sports bra and matching leggings she wore now. Holding them firmly in place pushing them into an intoxicating cleavage.

Chloe stood nearly a foot shorter than the others, slender but with plentiful features. She had darker brown hair, short black skirt and a white shirt that was so see-through it was almost pointless. She had nothing to hide, especially the fact she wasnt wearing a bra. I wondered if she had the panties to match.

I didn't have much time to wonder as I didn't recognise the face at the next door. I had to strain my eyes to read her name plaque on the door to discover her name was Emma. She wore all black. Shiny black skin tight leather leggings, sleevless top showing off the heavily grey and black tattooed arms she was using to prop her up as she leaned against the door frame. I looked to her face to see her pierced lip and septum and she winked as I caught her eye.

"Oh baby how we've missed you." Amber was the first to speak as she purposefully strode from her office to stand alongside Pheobe in the centre of the room. "And how you've missed us." She proceeded to gesture, pretending to jerk off, just as I had done. Every week. Thinking of them.

The girls chuckled as Chloe stepped forward. "I do hope you get the job! Its been so hard for us, with no-one to... to play with." She smirked as she reached the other two. "But still, we can't just hire you if you're not up to it. You have to impress."

"We've got so much in store for you. With a four year wait for us to be reunited, our imaginations have been running wild with ideas." Ruby's ass swayed as she walked, shaking in her skin tight skirt.

"But no time for all these pleasantries, don't let their nice words go to your head." Emma's tone was much harsher than the rest. "You havent got the job just yet."

Seeing them all finally stood there together took me imediately back to boarding school. My dick grew hard at the sight, well, at least it tried to. I had locked my cock back away in the chastity cage they left for me. I knew it's what they would have wanted and over time it had become what I had wanted too. My cock deserved to be locked in their prescence. It didn't deserve to get hard without their strict approval. Although the loss of control didn't quite have the same impact when the key to my freedom was in my own pocket.

"Now, straight down to the interview." Emma's stern voice cut through the air and again my cock twitched. "Strip for us."

I don't know why to this day but I genuinely had been expecting an actual interview. I'd been researching the role of a PA, brushing up on my Excel shortcuts. How stupid could I get, of course there was more to this.

I looked over my shoulder at the vast window only a couple of feet behind me. The streets below still busy even at this time, then back up at the buildings opposite. At least a 100 people still there working in total, any of which could casually glance over.

"Oh, is everyone out there distracting you from us?" Pheobe's tone had changed, a harshness had come to her voice. "Here let me help."

She briskly stepped over to the wall and flicked the switch. The room lit up, bright corporate lighting.

"There is that better? No distractions."

I looked back, and she was right, now all I could see was the reflection of the room. The reflection of the 5 beautiful women waiting for me to undress. But I knew how much easier it was for the whole city to see me now. How on display I was. I daredn't hesitate a second longer, for fear of what her next step was to speed me up. Plus this was the interview, and I did want to pass after all.

As I slowly undressed I immediately felt the chill on my skin, I shivered as goosebumps covered me head to toe. I felt so exposed, so vulnerable, as I stood their in my boxers. I took a deep breath before removing them, scared as to how they'd react at the sight of their cage. I bit my lip, closed my eyes, put my thumbs under the waistband of my boxers and slowly lowered them.

"Oh my god. Is that?!"

"It can't be."

"You kept it!"

"You guys told me he was obedient but even I wasnt expecting this. Has he done that himself?"

The girls all spoke over themselves as Pheobe smiled at me.

"You locked yourself away back in our old cage for us. That is so sweet." I blushed proud of the praise she gave me. "Turn around, go on. Show the world what you've done for us. Show the world what a good boy you are."

I slowly spun to face the window and saw my own reflection looking back, looking at my own locked up useless cock in the window.

Flick.

The lights switched back off. I recoiled and stepped back, shocked as my reflection vanished. Replaced by all the people, all the people that could have so easily been looking over. My heart stopped as my eyes frantically darted between each person confirming none of them were staring. Which thankfully they weren't.

I turned back as the girls cackled behind me.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry, but I couldn't resist." Amber wiped the tears of laughter from her eyes as she stepped away from the light switch. "Plus the next part is for our eyes only."

"As sweet as it is." Pheobe continued. "We wont be needing that anymore." For the briefest of moments my mind celebrated, I thought I was free. I could be with the girls everyday and jerk off every night. "We each have our own for you." My dreams were shattered as quickly as I had formed them. "Now take your cage off and we'll explain everything."

I fished my key out of my trousers and pushed it into my lock. As I eased it open I immediately felt my cock grow hard, betraying how turned on I was. I didn't even need to pull the cage away. As it fell to the floor a long thick shiny sweet strand of precum stretched all the way from the cage now on the floor to the tip of my now semi erect cock. Still dripping its sticky mess as it grew harder.

"Oh my god, I cannot wait to get my hands on him." Chloe couldn't take her eyes off the small puddle of precum that had formed on the floor.

"Plenty of time yet! So here is how your interview works. You jerk you cock! Simple!" Pheobe's eyes shone mischievously, we all knew it wasn't that simple. "Only one rule. Don't cum. We're going to explain to you your new role and the 'tasks' it will involve and all you have to do is continously jerk your cock until we're done. Stop and you're out. Cum and you're out. If you even speak you're out. Just listen and jerk. Got it?"

I nod.

"Perfect! Thought I'd catch you out there. Now get to it."

"Actually one more rule." Chloe interjected. "You can only use all that precum as lube, seems a waste if not."

"Great idea! No spitting in your hand like last time." Pheobe winked, the reminder of our first encounter caused my cock to twitch in the air. Breaking the stream of precum, a fresh drop forming ready to fall.

I caught the dripping precum and palmed it onto the head of my cock as instructed. Slowly beginning to spread it as I gently jerked off making my cock shine and glisten as Pheobe continued.

"So. The way the job works is you'll be personal assistant to each of us, on a rotational basis. One per week. We decide who needs you most each week. During that week as I mentioned earlier each girl has their own cage you'll need to wear for the duration. Ladies." Pheobe turned to face the girls as one by one they produced a small velvet bag from one of the desk drawers beside them. "Kneel." As Amber handed Pheobe her own velvet bag she turned back to me and pointed at the floor as she commanded me.

I obeyed, knees sticky as they landed in the puddle I'd created earlier by my discarded cage. Conscious not to pause rubbing my sticky cock as I lowered myself to the floor looking up at the girls. I had already felt an orgasm deep inside slowly building. Doing everything I could to fight it off, carefully stopping my strokes from going over the leaky head of my cock, careful to not push me over the edge. Avoiding looking too closely at Amber's gorgeous tits, or Ruby's curvy ass, or Emma's long leather-clad slender legs, Chloe's pierced nipples clearly standing to attention beneath her see-through shirt or Pheobe's plump pink shining lips. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth as I edged, pausing momentarily so as not to cum, praying they wouldn't notice.

"Struggling already?!" Pheobe laughed and I continued to move my hand ever so gently and slowly as the edge passed and I caught my breath. "Pump that little cock a bit faster now, no cheating, and open your eyes to look at what we have in store for you."

As I opened my eyes I saw each girl had now taken a very different chastity cage out of each of their bags and held each them in their palm. Apart from Pheobe who walked over to each of them at a time. I continued to jerk faster, desperately trying to work out the details of each cage distracting me from my orgasm.

"Chloe over here, see she can't wait to get her hands on you. She has plans to tease and torment you in equal measure. You'll be begging to cum by the time she's done with you." The cage she held looked exactly like the one on the floor beside my knees. Clear hard plastic, only a good two inches smaller at least, a mere nub. "Good news is she's one of the few girls that may allow you a bit of release from this tiny, tiny cage."