Shaun woke up the next morning groggy from his unadjusted sleep schedule. Before his mother jotted down her list of demands from him if he ever wanted to obtain the keys to his chastity cage from her, unemployed Shaun was used to waking up near, if not after, noon most days. Waking up at six to ensure his mother's morning ran smooth with breakfast ready and her bed made would take some getting used to. He nearly forgot about his mother's stiletto from the day prior tied to his face until he went to rub his tired eyes, groaning at the utter humiliation he'd face so long as his mother kept him locked in chastity. He was shocked and mildly appalled to find that her preferred and humiliating method of filtering the stench out of her footwear through her son's nose actually worked. That or Shaun had become desensitized by the foul odor strapped to his face overnight.
He carefully opened his bedroom door and peered out of his room to ensure his older sister Stella was nowhere to be seen. The darkened crack at the bottom of her bedroom door looked promising. Suddenly, the creak of Sierra's bedroom door startled her son to nearly dive back into his room before he realized it was his mother.
"Morning sweetie!" Sierra smiled. "How's your first day waking up at a decent hour going?"
"Um..." Shaun was put-off by how easily and naturally his mother hardly even acknowledged her high heel still strapped to his face. "I'm... still getting used to it."
Sierra let out a laugh. "I'm sure, I'm sure," she smiled as she pet her son on the head. "How's mommy's high heel smelling this morning, huh? You filter out all that nasty funk from my workday yesterday yet?"
"I uh..." Shaun was hesitant to reply as he still wasn't sure if he'd simply grown accustomed to breathing in the foul scent of his mother's feet from her shoe overnight. "I think so..."
Suddenly, the light of Stella's bedroom flicked on through the crack of her bedroom door. Shaun knew it was only a matter of time before she came out, and he did not want his older sister to see him like this.
Thinking on his feet, Shaun hoped his mother might untie her shoe from his face when he asked her, "Would... Would you mind checking how I did um... ma'am?"
"After my shower sweetie," Sierra said with a stretch and a yawn. "Why don't you go make mommy's bed and pick out some clothes for me to wear to work? All my work clothes are paired up into outfits in mommy's closet, so you shouldn't have to worry about mixing or matching things up. And don't worry about what shoes I'll wear today, mommy will pick those out for you," Sierra giggled.
Not ideal but better than Shaun standing in the hallway for his sister to see him with their mother's shoe tied to his face. At least then he could potentially have some privacy. "Yes- Yes ma'am," Shaun obliged and waited for his mother to saunter away from her bedroom so he could hurry in to hide his embarrassment.
"Just wait in there for mommy when you're done and I'll check how you did overnight sniffing that odor out of mommy's heels," Sierra said as she stepped into the bathroom and closed the door.
So Shaun hurried into his mother's room to make her bed while she showered before fumbling into her closet to pick an outfit for her to wear to work, struggling to not trip over her pile of dirty shoes strewn about. All the while, Shaun's eyes stayed peeled for the keys to his chastity device, hoping to come across wherever his mother left them.
As Shaun caroused his mother's closet, a familiar but unwelcome voice startled the poor cock-locked young man: "Mom is that you?" Stella asked from outside their mother's bedroom.
Shaun awkwardly answered, "N-No," from the closet, still with his mother's work shoe from the day before tied to his face.
"Shaun?" Stella asked, confused. "I thought you were in the shower. What are you of all people doing up so early? And what are you doing in mom's closet?"
Stella stayed outside their mother's bedroom, keeping Shaun's seclusion in their mother's closet on thin ice were his sister inclined to investigate further. He wasn't sure how to answer, so he tried to keep his responses as vague as possible. "Just- Just thought I'd uh... help- help around the house a bit more since I don't have a job. Mom- mom asked me to grab something out of here for her."
His sister's silence made it clear that she was suspicious of her younger brother's ass-kissing. Still, Stella didn't want to waste her time on him and scoffed with a disinterested, "Whatever," before departing. Shaun's embarrassing secret was still safe out of his sister's ears.
After laying an outfit onto his mother's bed, Shaun took a seat next to it to wait for her like she instructed him to. A buzz from his phone prompted Shaun to check the notification to find his online girlfriend Melody sending him a "Good morning :)" text as she often did when she woke up.
Shaun didn't think before replying, "Morning babe <3," out of character for him at this early hour.
A quick response of, "Woah :o You're awake!" followed by, "What are you doing up so early?" sunk Shaun's heart.
Before Shaun could think up an answer, an unamused, "Ahem," startled the boy as her turned to see who entered the room: his mother.
"I'd rather you not help yourself to sitting on my freshly made bed in the morning, son," Sierra scolded gently. "When I say 'wait for me' I expect you to be standing to attention for when I walk in."
"Yes- Yes ma'am," Shaun replied as he stood up right away, feeling pathetic in his swift obedience to his mother while her high heel remained tied to his face.
"You picked out something cute for mommy to wear today son?" Sierra asked as she approached her vanity and opened her bathrobe; her naked frontside covered up until she turned around.
Shaun automatically replied, "Yes ma'am," before blushing in embarrassment over deeming the outfit he'd just picked out for his (naked) mother to be 'cute.' "I.. I'll go so you can get dressed," Shaun said as he hurried for the door to give his nearly naked mother some privacy.
"Why?" Sierra shrugged as she lotioned up her bare legs. "No need. Not like you can do anything about seeing your mother naked, can you son?" Sierra giggled with a wink, knowing her son couldn't so much as jerk off to the thought of her without the keys to his cock cage she took possession of.
Shaun turned red in the face with discomfort as he froze in her bedroom and gave a timid and embarrassed, "Yes- Yes ma'am..."
Sierra let out another giggle and turned to her son to approach so casually, as if her breasts and womanhood weren't currently exposed to her (albeit, cock-locked) son. "Good boy. Why don't we check on the state of mommy's stiletto you'd been sniffing all night and see if you were able to finally sniff that foul odor out of them for me."
Sierra hummed as she untied her shoe from her son's face and peered inside to study it. "Nothing catching my nose from here," she said before bringing her shoe up to her own face to give it a sniff. Then another deeper breath in. "There we go!" Sierra said proudly. "That's what mommy wanted out of you last night son! No more bad smells or nasty foot funk wafting up to mommy's nose from these shoes of mine. Good job sweetie!"
Shaun felt absolutely pathetic as he told his mother, "Thank- Thank you ma'am..." for her kind words regarding his hard work in sniffing the fetid odor out of his mother's high heels.
