Neighbours - Chapter 55 - Sex Stories

Neighbours - Chapter 55

... did what I could to lift her up and support her and get her into the shower. Once I heard the water running, I felt comfortable enough to return downstairs.

When she finally did appear, she was showered and dressed, but did have a bit less than her usual level of effortless grace. She was still remarkably beautiful, and her new tradition of dressing for effect had not been paused. She was running late by then, so I handed her her lunch, all packed up and ready, and her travel mug full of steaming coffee.

I was alone again. I was not feeling the freshest either, so I decided on a shower as well. The cage wasn’t going anywhere without the key, but I could at least temporarily remove the plug while I cleaned myself. Being careful, I still dressed fully before heading downstairs to put on the day’s panties and stockings. On my way, I checked vainly, but there was still no chastity key on the mantle for me. Once I was properly in my uniform for the day, I returned upstairs and entered my office with a fresh cup of coffee.

It was beginning to seem like you could get used to almost anything. Signing into my web sites and checking the comments and mail coming in was beginning to feel like a normal routine. It still amazed me how many people were watching, and paying to do so.

I was also beginning to recognise some of the names of those who contacted me more constantly. Some, like Mallory, were almost sweet in their affection and devotion. Others were more domineering or ...

... explicit, telling me just what little details they liked about what I’d done, or how certain humiliating predicaments humiliated me so completely and showed them just what a slut I was.

It was humiliating, making me feel so exposed to so many, but it also somehow turned me on. I was… I was doing things that had only been dreams and fantasies for so long. It wasn’t as if everything I did or was made to do was pleasurable for me, but the high of submission was giving a deep, satisfying kind of pleasure to every day and every emotion. I was really beginning to understand and feel just how totally I belonged to Liam, and how powerful that felt.

None of these realisations were easing my constant simmer of arousal. It was becoming clear to me that, while I was making a lot of other people – other men – cum, I was not enjoying that same freedom myself. Liam seemed to be keeping a strict level of control over my own release. I remembered, back when he had first made me realise that it was nearly impossible for me to get hard without a toy in my ass, but back then I hadn’t known just how frequent or nearly constant that would be. While those that I served seemed to get to cum over and over, I was so often kept from that release and satisfaction. This time it had been only two days, but already I was feeling stir-crazy.

Between my online work and reflection, the morning was slipping by quickly. I rose to stretch my legs and get a fresh coffee. Liam texted me as I was walking ...