Under Lock and Lace #6
My cock swelled hard beneath me, and the pleasure finally broke loose. The load I’d been forced to hold back all this time burst from me, soaking the front of the panties and the sheets beneath my body.
My entire body quivered as I came. My legs shook inside the heels, and my fingers clenched the sheets until my knuckles ached. The release was so intense it seemed to empty every bit of tension from my body at once.
I couldn’t believe how overwhelming the relief felt.
I’d never imagined, even in my wildest fantasies, that sex could feel this humiliating and this rewarding at the same time.
“Uh-oh,” Alexis said. “Looks like she couldn’t help herself.”
“That’s okay,” Monica said. “I was starting to get a little bored anyway.”
Monica slowly pulled the dildo free from my ass. The sudden emptiness left behind a deep, throbbing ache that made me shudder again.
The women cleaned the toys and began getting dressed while I remained sprawled across the bed, breathing hard and trying to recover. My body felt loose and exhausted, but the lingering pleasure still pulsed through me in warm, faint waves.
“Should we lock her again?” Monica asked once they’d finished dressing.
“I think we’ll give her a break for now,” Alexis said. “But I bet he’ll be rushing over tomorrow or the next day to be locked up.”
Monica pulled out her phone.
“Give me your number. I want to know the second that she does.”
Alexis read the number aloud while I lay there silently, listening to them make plans around me.
The embarrassing part was that Alexis was right.
I already wanted to be locked up again.
I told myself I should enjoy the freedom while I had it and avoid getting carried away. I should give myself time to think about what had just happened before submitting to anything else.
Still, the simple knowledge that Alexis wanted to do this to me again brought a smile to my face.
“Get up,” she told me.
I finally pushed myself off the bed, my legs still shaky beneath me.
“I won’t lock you up tonight,” she said. “But I do insist that you keep wearing those clothes for the rest of the day. Keep your windows open on my side so I can make sure you’re being a good girl and doing what you’re told.”
I agreed without hesitation.
The truth was, I had no desire to take off the girly clothes she’d given me. The panties felt damp and tight around my softened cock, the wig still framed my face, and the heels forced me to stand with a strange, delicate posture that made me even more aware of how I looked.
Alexis helped me step back into the dress and zipped it up behind me. Then she handed over my bunched-up boy clothes and my phone.
Monica took my hand and smiled.
“Now, let’s go unlock that apartment.”