I work as a delivery driver and I am lucky enough to be held in chastity by a wonderful keyholder. We are, in fact, ex-lovers. That ship has long since sailed, but we always remained friends. She was well aware of my proclivities when we were together and was a willing participant! When I asked her to be my keyholder again she gleefully accepted! But now, without that aspect of responsibility or a relationship, there is nothing standing in her way of keeping me locked in my place..... Which is of course the whole point!!!!
The delivery driver information is important as I spend all day in my van doing.... deliveries!!! Well, this one particular day I had a LOT of stops in several urban neighbourhoods. This meant that I had no opportunity to stop and relieve myself. Staying hydrated is important, but as the deliveries continued the urge to pee kept building. By the last address, the pressure was so great I could barely stand straight! Anyways... I knew of woodland reserve that was closer than any convenience, so I decided to head there as fast as legally possible in order to take care of business.
Anyone who has been in the same situation will understand the urgency I was feeling!!!! I sped to the park and stopped on the verge. I literally leapt into the scrub. I waded in a few metres and found a large rock that I thought would shield me. I immediately tore my pants down and squatted to pee, desperate to be empty.
My chastity is, for all intents and purposes, inescapable. It is stainless steel and is sealed with security screws. It is also locked with a 2-gauge pin that goes through my Prince Albert piercing. Sure... If I could possibly drill the screws or cut through the steel I could be free, but excuse me if I politely decline those options for fear of having power tools in action around my genitals!!!
So I have to squat to pee. The pin makes it very hard to control any stream and the resulting spray could be an awful addition to my pants, which I'd have to deal with ALL day in the van and in close proximity to customers. Sure.... At the end of the day I could've just 'whipped it out' in this desperate situation.... But as a creature of habit I stayed true to form and squatted.... as I also knew my keyholder would've approved too!
The relief was immense!!!!! I closed my eyes and time seemed to stand still as my body did it's thing and the golden stream poured out of me, sprinkling loudly on the undergrowth...
When I came back and opened my eyes, I saw him standing right there.
He had his phone in his hand, which was pointed right at me, and he was standing very still, staring at the screen. He was obviously trying to get the best possible shot.... Or video!!!! I was still peeing at this point, and the shock of seeing someone made me freeze right up too!
"What the FUCK man?" I yelled at him. However, my fear made my voice elevate and it came out more like a screech than a warning shout.
"Ha!!" he scoffed back at me. "Real tough, man! Coming from a little bitch-boy squatting in the grass with his.... I can't even say 'cock '.... locked up up like that...."
I blushed and looked down, taking my gaze away from his. A silence ensued as my pee tapered off and he kept filming. It seemed to take forever, but couldn't have been longer than a few seconds. As I was finishing and the trickle lessened he spoke again.
"Don't even THINK about standing up bitch," he growled. "I videoed your van before I got here, so I have alllllllll your details. So you're gonna listen to me right now."
I looked up again with anger in my eyes to see him staring right back at me. My van had been decaled with the name of the courier company I work for AND my name and business registration details. Like an idiot, when I started my business I simply used my name.
My FULL name....
And now he had that.... And me....
As that recognition spread across my face he smiled. "Yep.... You get it now!" he laughed. "I have everything I need to ruin you and your business right here in the palm of my hand!" As he said this, he tapped his phone menacingly. "So the question is.... What do we do now....?"
I was still squatting and my brain was racing to make sense of the situation! I was totally trapped.... If he outed me I would be utterly ruined. True.... I hadn't REALLY done anything wrong! Chastity is getting quite mainstream these days! But the damage to my reputation would be terminal and ANYTHING that associated me with 'pervertedness' would not be lived down quickly..... This flashed across my mind in an instant, and I realised I couldn't fight the situation. So I focused on him for the first time.
He was big. In every sense of the word.... He was tall and had a strong frame. He was no Dwayne Johnson, but he had the size! He was wearing a white t-shirt and shorts, both of which could've been maybe from a time he was a bit thinner. I could easily make out his chest and stomach... Not toned, but not uneasy on the eye.... As I looked down at his shorts I could see they did the same thing to his crotch....
I let out an audible gasp! This man was definitely a show-er!!! I could see the gentle curve of his cock as it hung down inside his pants. Tracing the line down towards his thigh I could clearly see the head of his cock. It flared away from the shaft and was really pronounced...
I must've unconsciously licked my lips as I returned my gaze to his face, only to find him smiling down at me.
"Like what you see bitch?" he chuckled.
I blushed again and looked away. It's not that I crave cock.... But this specimen was simply SO much bigger than my own.... My keyholder would often message me, teasing me about how long it had been since I'd been able touch my "clit." And now I understood what she meant! This was a COCK! Perhaps it was what a cock was SUPPOSED to look like! It was certainly MUCH bigger than mine.
My clit twitched in its cage. Being this close to another man's junk was proving to be.... Intoxicating...
And it was hanging in front of my face...
"So..... I'll ask you again.... What do we do now....?" he asked, still pointing the phone at my face.
I looked meekly back up at him. There was really nothing I could do in this situation.
"What do you.... want?" I asked quietly....
A broad smile crossed his face. "It's about time you asked me that!" he growled. "I figure a sissy bitch like you might be fairly desperate to keep your sissiness quiet. So why don't you come over here and get better acquainted with this cock you're drooling over...."
He was right again of course. And whilst being in a situation like this would be horrific, I literally had no other choice. And besides, his cocked LOOKED glorious in his pants.... What would it look like out.....?
"Will you delete the footage?.... After?.... Please?" I asked him.
"Sure," he answered, moving his free hand down to his cock and giving it a rub. "Can't let a bit of bad luck ruin your life forever... Can I? That would be monstrous, and I'm not a monster!"
Having started down this path there was only one way it would end, and we both knew it. So I made to stand.
"NO!" he said forcefully. "Crawl"
I stopped instantly and looked at him angrily. He simply waved his phone at me slowly in response. So I fell to my hands knees, my pants still around my ankles, and leaned forward and began to crawl towards him. My pants made me shuffle and he laughed.
"Cute little ass!" he laughed in a way I found ominous as I shimmied towards him.
It only took a moment, but a million thoughts went through my mind in the interim. What would his cock be like? What would it smell like? What would it taste like? What would it feel like? Would I be able to take it? And so on..... When I got to him he stared down at me, unsmiling. "Get to it sissy," he growled. "And hands up top. Use them on ME, not on your pathetic excuse for a cock."
I looked straight at his cock's silhouette through his pants. Was that a wet spot? It seemed to be stirring as I watched. The strain of the fabric was tighter and the head was starting to move upwards. Keeping my eyes directly on it, I reached up and slowly pulled his pants downwards. I had to pull them out in order to release him, but as I cleared his meat it sprang out towards my face. I was face-to-face with his cock... And it was a moment of beauty.
His beast glistened. He was cut. The head was wet and shiny... And BIG! It flared out away from the shaft. I could see it pulsing from his heartbeat, and it was getting harder and taller as I gazed.
"Go on girl!" he said. "It doesn't bite!"
I glanced up at him briefly before returning my attention to his cock. It's hard to describe.... I don't feel attracted to men per se.... But THIS.... This was a thing of beauty.... Of POWER.... Perhaps because it was so much bigger than my own.....
It was.... POWERFUL.
