Dominated By Our Neighbor Ch 07

After a moment my mind was made up, but I still didn't want to be the first to speak.

"Jess?" I asked in a voice that came out in a more pleading tone than I wanted.

"Babe, I can't answer for you. You have to say something."

"Deal. I will wear it." I said.

"Really?" she said with an upward inflection that indicated both her surprise and that she was asking if I was serious.

"Yes. I want more of this. She's right, I hid this from you. But, more importantly, this was an incredible night, right? Am I right? You had fun, right?"

"Well, yeah... I had fun Thursday too...!"

"So, if you are ok with it, I want to wear it."

"Are you sure you can? It doesn't look like it will let you.... Ya know... get...." Jess continued, struggling to say out loud what she knew.

Brit spoke next:

"Very good little slut: he won't be able to get a boner. It should be physically impossible, assuming it fits right. My other.... volunteers.... that wear them for me complain that it hurts when they try to get a hard on, but it goes away with a little self control. You also may not be able to pee standing up, they usually say it's easier to sit and pee. But: remember it's not permanent, only until I feel you learned not to lie to your wife."

"It's gonna suck.... bad." I muttered. "It's going to suck so bad, but I think I have to do it for both of us? Right? Can I say no and let this end? It feels like we are just getting started..."

"Ok, if you are ok with it... I'm ok with it..." she continued in her uncertain tone.

"Ok puppy, to officially agree, you need to say the following words: I'm ready to submit to my new Master."

I hesitated. I don't know why the following thought popped into my head, but it just did: aren't men called "Master" and women called "Mistress"? I have watched enough porn to know that women are usually "Mistress", but I guess Brit didn't want it that way. Also, Jess called her "Domina", why a different name for me? Either way, after a second long pause, I said the words:

"I'm ready to submit to my new Master?"

"Is that a question or a statement puppy? And why the hesitation?"

"I don't know..... I guess I thought you would want to be called Mistress or Domina instead of Master." I said uncertainly before quickly following up and saying "but I'm happy to call you Master."

"Well puppy, a Mistress is some home wrecker that some rich guy is banging on the side while lying to his wife. The term Master implied ownership: you are my new puppy, that makes me your Master."

"Got it Master." I replied. "I'm ready to submit to my new Master" I continued more definitively.

"Good boy, puppy!" she beamed. "It's a good thing I sucked you off a bit ago, which was satisfying for me to! If not, this may have been more difficult."

She made me stand in front of her as she sat on the couch and patted the cushion next to her, indicating Jess should sit next to her. Now I towered over her, but any sense of dominance was gone when she herked my shorts down.

"Good job, little slut: nice and clean."

I now understood why Jess had trimmed everything off down there yesterday. I had assumed it was for the blow job, but it seems I was wrong.

Then came a truly unique moment in my life: a beautiful woman started playing with my cock and I did not enjoy it.

She grabbed my shaft and ballsack gently with her big left hand and carefully showed me how to attach the funny looking ring. The head of my dick went first, then each of my nuts one at a time. She made a comment about "a perfect fit so far...", or something like that, but it was hard to focus on her words when her fingers were touching my dick as she gave clear instructions.

I would have been rock hard if I hadn't gotten a blowjob 10 minutes ago, and the odd sensation of a cold plastic ring at the base of my shaft didn't help. She then grabbed the head of my dick again and told me to slip it into the plastic piece molded in the shape of a limp dick. She shook it back and forth a little bit as she pressed it forward to get my dick to slide through and fit all the way in there, and it was big enough in diameter that (sadly for me) I had enough space for my dick to slide into it with limited shaking and issue.

Then, she slid a rod shaped piece protruding off the ring through a mechanism on the dick shaped plastic piece.

At this, Jess gasped shock or surprise (or both....) and covered her mouth with her hands when the two pieces fit together. Brit gave a high pitched shriek of pride and accomplishment at that same moment. I, on the other hand, was a bit dumbstruck at what was happening.

Brit then told me to hold the two pieces together while she reach back in the white box for one last piece: a little padlock. She looped the padlock through a hole in the end of the rod to solidly connect the two pieces and lock down my cock.

Jess gasped again, hands still over her face. Brit flicked the molded dick shaped piece a few times with her index finger, causing my dick to swing back and forth a bit. However, there was no sensation for me. She flicked it hard enough that it should have hurt, however I felt nothing.

"It locks..." I said in a confused tone. "Where are the keys? Can I have one?"

She looked up at me with a huge grin on her face. Then her eyes lit up. She then looked over to the little white box and pulled out a thin silver chain loop with three small keys hanging on it and said:

"You? No, puppy, that ain't what's happening here!" she said, attitude, arrogance, and confidence pouring from her words. 'First, sit down at my feet where you belong! You have a nice penis, but I've been eye to dick long enough! Down puppy!"

I sat back awkwardly, still naked, as soon as I was down she told me to put my gym shorts back on. I did, silently happy to do so in order to not be naked in front of them with that damned cage on my dick. I sat cross legged in front of them, worried about what may be next.

Brit started seductively swinging the chain loop around her index finger on her right hand before catching the key with her left hand and hanging the loop around her neck. It wasn't a chain loop: it was a necklace. She had the keys to my chastity cage on a necklace before I even got here, almost like she knew I was going to have it on before the night was out.

The necklace was long enough that the three little keys hung right between her big, perfect tits. The robe she had on showed plenty of cleavage, and now those keys were right in there for me to see. She looked down at her own boobs and gave them a quick shake from left to right as she did so.

"Perfect! These keys are now safe and secure, but I'm not sure I need all three of them in the same place...." She reached back into the little white box and produced a regular white envelope. Setting that on her leg, she took off the necklace, took it apart, and slid two keys off of it. She reattached the ends of the necklace, now with one key on it, and put it back around her neck.

"I forget a pen.... Little slut, go find me a pen." She commanded, pointing to the table where this white box had originally been sitting. Jess fetched the pen.

Brit put a key in the envelope and licked the seal with a long, exaggerated, flat tongued lick while staring down at me and directly into my eyes. She took the pen and signed her first and last names in looping feminine cursive writing and gave it to Jess.

"Put that somewhere safe, little slut." She said, "You guys get a key for emergencies or whatever, you can unlock him if you have to. But, just know that you have to open the envelope to do so: that means I will know one of you unlocked the cage. I want the key back when I take the cage off, I know my own signature."

I implication was clear: if I cheat and use the key she was giving us she would know. So, using that key was probably a bad idea if I wanted our fun to continue, which I desperately did. This was a mean game she was going to play: the key to freeing my cock was going to be within my grasp, but I wasn't going to be able to use it.

"I wonder where the last key goes..." I wondered. I found out next.

She pulled a small piece of what looked like an earring out of that same white box. It was a small loop with a short, thin, gold chain hanging off of it. The chain was maybe 2 inches long, and she attached the last key to it securely by threading a small key ring through the last chain link. Then, she got an awkward and confused look on her face.

'Yeah, I know what you mean Brit: if you actually put that on your ear it looks pretty heavy. How are you going to wear that? And there is only one more key? Are you going to wear one big ass chain earing in just one ear?' I thought wordlessly. It would have been the biggest and most gaudy earring I had ever seen a women wear. Only in porn had I seen such a thing.

"Little slut: get my bikini, this robe isn't going to work for this." she said as she stood, keeping the robe on. Jess grabbed her bikini bottom and handed it to her. She did not take it:

"Put it on me, little slut." She said, lifting a foot as she did. Jess guided each foot through the skimpy thong bottom and slid it up under the robe, stretching the material around Brit's waist and butt. Brit shrugged off the robe (showing off her great rack once again) and told Jess to put her top on. Jess grabbed the bikini top, which looked like a loose rope in her hands since it was untied in two places as Brit took it off.

'I always wondered if girls actually tie those knots every time or if they come pre tied and weren't really knots at all...' I thought at the time. I recognize that is a strange thought to have while spending my first few minutes in a chastity cage, but that's what I wanted to know.

Jess repositioned it in her hands, wrapped it around Brit's stomach, pulled it tight but not too tight, and tied a knot. She spun it around so the cups were now in the front. She then moved behind Brit, reached around to grab the strings that tied behind the neck, pull them up and held them tight. Brit adjusted her boobs and the triangle cut bikini and put both boobs away, and Jess tied the other knot.

'So that's how they do that.....' I continued my random thought.

Jess sat down on the couch, Brit looked down at me, and then I realized I was wrong about the earring.

Brit switched her grip so the gaudy piece of jewelry was held by her ring and pinky finger in her left hand. She then took out her sexy little jeweled stud in her belly button and put it in the white box for safe keeping. She then looped the gaudy earring into her belly button piercing and did something to secure it, I couldn't see how it worked. Either way, it wasn't an earring at all: it was a belly ring.

It was a belly ring.

She had my last chastity cage key on a belly ring. She was going to wear the keys to my cock as jewelry around her neck and on her belly ring.

My dick stirred, despite being drained very, very recently. This was a crazy hot power move by her, and it was super erotic for me. All that control, all that power in those keys, that huge impact they were going to have on my life in the near future: they were now jewelry for her.

She wasn't going to lock them in a safe. She wasn't going to hide them from me. She was going wear two keys as jewelry and give Jess the third. It was insanely erotic, I tried not to think about it, but then she started talking:

"Ok pets, I think we are almost done here, but your night isn't over yet. First, welcome to my service! You are going to love being my new pets, and I usually treat my toys pretty well. FYI that's what you both are now: you belong to me to play with as I like! You're gonna love it!"

"Now, we are done here, but you are both spending the night. I had a late night Thursday and, even though it's still pretty early, I just want to shower and relax. So, that's what we are gonna do. You two go home, shower, pack some sleep clothes and your overnight stuff, and come back over. I have a treat for you!" she finished excitedly, and ushered us out to do as she said.

We did so. We didn't talk much, and it was a bit awkward, when we did talk it was obvious we were both a bit blown away by what happened. It was also obvious that we both loved playing this twisted little game. Jess even had a sexy little smirk every time she looked at my crotch or asked how it felt.

Honestly, I have to admit, it wasn't so bad. Its weird to say, but I didn't really mind and I found I got used to it pretty quickly. It was plastic and lightweight, so I didn't pull too much (if you know what I mean). I had a feeling that it would get worse as time went by, maybe much, much worse. But, despite my fear, first hour was fine.

We were back in Brit's house in about 45 minutes, and she was waiting for us by the door but mostly hidden behind the kitchen table. All I could see was that she was wearing a low cut tight white tank top without a bra. My key hung right between her boobs. She was excited to see us return:

"Welcome back pets! Come on!" she said as she stood. As she did, my dick tried to stand too!

There it was! Now I felt it! Now it was constricting and super uncomfortable!

I tried to look at the floor and not her tits as she stood or her ass as we follow her through the house, but I did not succeed. Even looking down did not help!

She was barefoot and was wearing these super short and super tight red cloth shorts. They also sat low on her hips and left very little to the imagination. The tight white tank only came down a few inches below her boobs. The short tank and low rise shorts showed all of her tone belly, and my key hung securely from her belly ring.

"Puppy: do you like the belly ring?"

"Yeah..." I said uncertainly as I was forced to look up and take in her beauty. The fact that she looked so comfortable in her sleep clothes while my dick pressed up against its cage made it even more erotic.

'Focus Kyle, focus! You are the master of your own dick, think about something else!' I told myself as I struggled to find the boner that wanted to arrive but was being held back.

"Good, me too! I like the chain the most, I like feeling it sway back and forth when I walk, reminds me of the power my belly has right now."

With that she shook her hips is a sexy dance move to make the dangling chain swing left to right while laughing the whole time.

My dick stirred more, I struggled harder to think of something else.

Without words, she turned and waved for us to follow. She had a perfect panty line in the middle of each ass cheek, and I was mesmerized by the sway of her ass as we walked across her house to her bedroom. I wondered what was next, but I didn't wonder very long.

I found walking with a restricted boner difficult and I was glad Brit could not see my awkward steps. I didn't want Jess to see either, so I gestured with my hand that I would follow her and she should lead the way. I followed, but walking was....difficult.

We got to the bedroom and there were two long cables on the floor. Each had one end wrapped securely around the leg of the bed and a leash on the other end. Brit grabbed one and walked over to us. Without words, she wrapped it around Jess's neck, and locked it closed with a little padlock. That padlock also connected it to the leash.

She did the same to me with the other collar and leash. She pulled the key out of my padlock, then out of Jess's. Again, without words, she removed her necklace that already had one of my chastity keys and looped the two leash padlock keys onto it. She reattached the ends of the necklace and put it back around her neck.

Now, three little keys hung between her boobs. The keys to Jess's freedom, my freedom, and my dick's freedom all hung around her neck. We didn't make any move to fight her or ask questions: as I laid awake later that night I pondered why.

Once again, my dick stirred and pushed against it's prison. I tried to use all my will power to settle it down.

She spoke:

"Ok pets: you have enough leash to use the bathroom and get water from the sink. You both have a glass in there. That's an air mat, those are some blankets and pillows." She said pointing to a small pile of bedding at the foot of her bed. "Blow it up and you will sleep on it at the foot of my bed. It's an honor to sleep at the foot of my bed, always a good place for pets!"

"I had thought about letting one of you sleep at my feet in the bed, but I like my space. So, this is the best you get but he happy: there are other pets who would pay lots of money to sleep at my feet. You get to for free! I'm going to watch some TV before bed, so it's time for pets to be quiet once that thing is inflated."

I worked to inflate the air mat with the pump and Jess made up the bed for us. We laid down and set up the pillow so we could watch TV with her. She turned on a movie that she was obviously in the middle of, and it was one we had seen. So, we watched the rest of it in silence with her. Afterwards, she turned it off, got up to use the bathroom and turn on a white noise machine, said "Sleep well pets!" and climbed into bed.

Silence.

Jess rolled on her side and slid over to put her butt on my side like she always did and whispered "Night babe."

My dick stirred at the sensation of my wife's butt on my side, so I tried to focus on work as I gently tapped her on the side and pushed her away. She whispered "Sorry" as she seemed to quickly realize that her butt was a problem.

Within about 15 minutes I could hear from her breathing that Brit was asleep. Within another 15 minutes or so Jess started sighing softly as she slept. I was wide awake.

My mind wasn't quite racing, but it was pretty active. I wondered many things, but mostly I wondered how the hell I ended up sleeping at the foot of my neighbor's bed like a dog while in a chastity cage with a collar on and a leash tying me to that bed. What's more, Jess was leashed to the bed with me.

After a while my mind slowed, my dick calmed, and I slowly came to the conclusion that I was stoked! I was excited to see what was next! Yeah, chastity is going to freaking suck, its going to suck so bad. But, if that's the price I have to pay to play these weird games with Brit AND my loving wife then I would pay that price without question. Once I realized that, I was fast asleep.