Neighbours - Chapter 57 - Sex Stories

Neighbours - Chapter 57

... local kink dungeons I could find, and the profiles of the Dominants who were featured. I had to admit that there were some very sexy women, and some very intriguing environments to explore. Each provider seemed to have a varied list of specialties and interests, which made me curious about what Cheryl might have told them, or what she assumed that I wanted to delve into.

All those thoughts hit against the reality of my situation, and of what I could physically do and, for that matter, what I may or may not have permission to do. I had to wonder if I’d even have the cage off by then, as I was heading into another night locked inside it. At that moment, however, I was far too awake with my mind racing to think of sleep.

I busied myself with the work of the online pay site. I put together more images of my service and use into groups and themes, and set them up for scheduled release. I even wrote up little blurbs to go with them, describing the torment of each predicament and the emotions and sensations that went along with them. Once I had nearly a week of posts set up, I paused and looked it all over. Liam was my Master and the architect of my fate, but I had been led into being a very active participant in my own exposure and humiliation. Other than a bit of makeup here and there, wigs or feminine clothing, there was nothing hiding my face or identity from anyone who might recognise me. Sometimes all there was to distort my appearance was the cock stretching my lips ...

... into a wide “O.” It felt like I was tempting fate, more and more every day.

I pushed those thoughts from my mind and turned to the emails. I was becoming somehow a bit used to the thought of these fans and subscribers, most if not all men, commenting on my body or my service or my skills in serving cocks. My memory was not skilled enough to keep track of them all, so I started making notes, keeping track of frequent responders and what they seemed to like or be interested in. Some men were even adding extra tips or gifts along with their regular monthly fee, so I felt almost responsible to give them more personal attention. I looked back into the scenes that they seemed to particularly like or comment on, and found a few extra shots, yet unposted, to share with them.

By the time I’d worked through most of the backlog of emails and comments, it really was late, so I made my way upstairs. There was still no contact or comment from Liam, so I resigned myself to another night in the cage. That meant another night in the guest room as well, not wanting to have the device’s presence be accidentally discovered. I stripped down to a t-shirt and my underwear, thinking that I was going to have to put some pyjamas in this room, if this was going to happen more often.

It took a while, but eventually, I got my mind to quiet enough to drift off to sleep. I felt like dreams had my mind racing all night, and I woke once more to the ache of my body attempting to express arousal inside ...