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It wasn’t until sometime later that I woke up and noticed my head was no longer in Misty’s lap. I stretched and turned my head the other direction only to be greeted by Misty’s face looking at me as she sat on the floor. Once I was a little more awake, I smiled at her and she spoke to me in the sweetest little girl voice I’ve ever heard.
“Do you feel better?”
I nodded and said that I did.
“Good, then may I ask you a question?”
“Sure. I don’t see why not.”
“OK. Well earlier you told me you weren’t in the mood to get your rocks off when I wanted to play…was that really true?”
“Yes…of course it was. Why would I lie to you?”
“Ok…then what’s that?” pointing to my exposed crotch.
I was in utter shock. I had been found out and I was so humiliated. My pants were lying on the floor and I was naked before Misty with the exception of the chastity device encasing my cock and balls. I looked back at her with my mouth agape.
“You see, after you went to sleep in my lap I still wanted to play. Because of that I decided to do you while you were asleep and maybe wake you back up with some wonderful feathery touches and when I got your pants off I was greeted to seeing that…that…that thing. Am I really so repulsive to you that you have to put something on your cock to keep me from having access?”
“No Misty…it’s not what you think!”
“Oh really...what is it then? Because before I moved in and my first weekend here you had no trouble jacking off in front of me or getting it up for Brandi!”
Without knowing why I was being made to feel like this was my fault and that I needed to make it up to Misty. I felt like I had betrayed her somehow.
“That’s just it Misty. Brandi is the one that put this blasted thing on me. That same weekend you moved in, she kept talking about owning me and me becoming hers. She took me to bed later that night and when I woke up the next day, I had this on me. I can’t stand it, but I’m unable to take it off. I feel so bad that you had to see me like this, not to mention humiliated.”
I saw tears welling up in Misty’s eyes as she said, “That just sounds too convenient since you just found out that she went on her trip. Why would she do anything like that…that’s not like her.”