Hypnotized By A Fans Requests Pt 05

Ness fingered the pink cage longingly, staring at himself in the mirror. He looked like the perfect femboy--petite, quaint, locked. This inspired another twitch under the plastic. He snapped back to reality and continued his search. His brain was taut with lust and rage, ready to snap at any moment, surely this wasn't real.

"Why would she keep the cage separate from the fucking keys!" He hunted around the room, inconsiderate of the mess he was making. Burrowing through Jane's drawers, shifting shirts, bras and panties aside trying to find any sniff of a hidden compartment.

Another ping from the phone on the bed. Gritting his teeth he decided to look.

"How long are you going to be for fucks sake!? I think I'm more desperate than you to cum! (Probably not though lol)"

Ness threw his phone at Jane's bed. His resolve doubled as he checked her desk. Each row of stationary mocking him as he found no way to free himself from the cage.

Scanning the room he took note of the time, Jane would be back in the next 20 minutes. He was running out of ideas. He took to looking under inanimate objects in her room, a low point being under her mesh metal bin. It was no use.

He had to try to reform his sister's room before she got back. He would just have to delay his aching, desperate orgasm even longer.

"I'll have to wait till she goes to work." Ness realized, his shoulders slacked as he began to undo the evidence of his search. Firstly, removing the French maid outfit and replacing it in the wardrobe. Waving farewell to both the dress and his orgasm with GoonErryDay.

Next, the sex toys, putting away each of them as a child would put away Lego after playtime. Through his depressed haze he picked up his sister's vibrator.

"How has it come to this?" He thought, as he left it on the mattress. Returning the butt plug and dildo to the box. Safely closing the lid, then sliding it under his sister's bed.

He looked at the cage again. All the times he had thought about trying it on: "No one would know." "It would match this outfit." "I wonder what it would look like." Biting his lip as he thought. Any of those times he would have checked for the way out. Hindsight is 20-20.

As he tried to tidy the remaining mess in his sister's room, he lazily attempted to find some kind of breach from the tight, pink prison but he knew this was a useless effort. His little cock was condemned.

Picking up the vibrator from Jane's bed, he retreated to his room and put some pyjamas on, he sat on the bed considering his next actions. Another ping came through on his phone.

"You're lucky I'm a pro gooner because I have edging since you sent me the pic. Get your sweet French maid looking ass on a call with me right now."

Ness didn't want to humor GoonErryDay, responding bluntly: "I lost the keys."

He buried his head into his pillow. His arousal had been nullified from the dull pain of his erection pushing against the cage. Another ping, he lifted one eye from the pillow to read the message.

"You're fucking with me."

He replied one handed, "No I'm not, i didn't check for the keys before I put the cage on. I can't cum." GoonErryDay took a over minute to respond. Finally, another message.

"I swear that was the biggest nut I've had in my entire life lol. You're too good, you're telling me you're, like, permalocked now?" Given the chance, it would have been the biggest nut of Ness' life too.

"It's not my cage. I have no idea where the fucking keys are."

"Well whose cage is it?"

Ness had to be sly here. He was setting up disaster by telling someone called GoonErryDay that his sister was now his keyholder. A lie would have to do.

"I borrowed it from a friend, I guess they forgot to give me the keys."

"Bullshit! What fucking friends are you borrowing a chastity cage from!? What's next, gonna borrow some of their cum too lol? Actually a sissy slut like you... Anyways don't fuck with me, whose cage is it? Do you have, like, a boyfriend or something who's given it to you?"

"Does it matter? I can't cum right now, that's all I care about."

"You keep talking like that and I'm gonna cum again lol. When you get the keys, let me know, I might be feeling generous... You've done great today, my denied sissy slut, I'll be in touch tomorrow."

Ness put his phone away. He picked up the vibrator that he found from his sister's room and inspected it. A pink massage gun, he'd seen these in porn videos he'd watched. Girls squirming, moaning, often squirting. His only chance of salvation, he probed the golden button on the side of the gun and it sprung to life. Shaking viciously in his hand almost escaping his grip.

He'd dressed as a girl many times, but this would be the first time he'd masturbate as one. A thought crept into his head before he began.

"This is pathetic, am I really about to do this?" Yesterday, this seemed like an impossibility, vibing himself to orgasm and cumming like a girl. This wasn't a wholly unpleasant feeling, but his masculinity was slipping further away from him with each passing moment.

He didn't take long to make a decision as he pressed the vibrator to the cage. A jolt of pleasure shot through him causing him to remove the massage gun immediately.

He was stunned, elation as this new, alien feeling overcame his senses. He was blushing, but he realized that this could really work. Maybe he could actually cum after all. Any hesitations he had a moment ago disappeared. He placed the gun back on the cage, moving it around in motions as his straining cock begged for more, squirming and moaning like the girls he'd so often watch.

He moved the gun gradually from the tip to the base of his cage until he found a spot which felt best. Pressing deep into the underside of the cage, sharing the pleasure benevolently with his testicles. The slow intense buildup from the cage felt more satisfying than any stroked pleasure he'd felt before. As the pleasure built he wondered if he wanted to finish or keep going for longer. He figured he could try to remain in this transcendent aroused state for as long as possible.

Looking at the time, he didn't have long before Jane got home, he could edge later. Now was the time for action. He pressed the wand harder into that sweet spot he'd found, the tension from before slacking as he felt himself close to the edge, a dribble of pleasure was all he needed.

He pulled his hand away again. His body creased up as he denied himself for what felt like the hundredth time that day. It was only the third. GoonErryDay had never granted him permission to cum even in chastity. Ness' wouldn't even get a ruined chastity bound orgasm to relieve his stress right now, he had to stay horny for his sister's arrival, there was no choice.

"Give me a break," he said mournfully, his energy sapped. He was no longer mentally in denial of his situation. He had to get these keys, and it would be impossible without trying to get some details from his sister. He left his bedroom, started a fresh brew of coffee and sat at the kitchen counter. The drip of the coffee was the only sound in the house as it brewed.

He waited patiently for her arrival, meanwhile composing the masterpiece he needed to get the keys.