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Under Lock And Key Ch. 02

By: mmurrells



It was an insane mental trip, I know of no other way to describe it. I no longer had control of my own penis. The more I got turned on, the more painful it was as my cock strained against its confines. She decided a day at first would be a good experiment, but it was almost beyond what I could take. It didn't help that simply thinking of the damned thing got me turned on. On top of that, I had to start behaving a bit differently. Using the urinals was no longer an option, not unless I wanted anyone nearby to get a look at my embarrassing secret. I had to sit down to pee, a humiliation that only turned me on more, making it impossible to even pee until I could somehow calm myself down. Trying to sleep was hopeless - between trying in vain to jack myself off or just trying to find a comfortable way to lie without aggravating myself, I got nothing. Gabby on the other hand could not have enjoyed herself more. While I'm fairly average in length, I do last forever when we have sex...but my true talent lies in my tongue. Before the cage, I was fairly amazing at giving her head. We had a weird kind of connection where I could feel from the tiniest movement in her hips exactly where and what she wanted, from my tongue to my fingers. Whether or not the cage had me frustrated to the point of mentally putting all of my pleasure nerves in my tongue or whether controlling my cock had her at the brink from the word go, with it on she woke up the neighbors. Literally. They came over to complain.

True to her word, she took it off the next day. I almost came from feeling the fresh air hit my dick which seemed to spring to life in seconds. She jacked me off, and I erupted in what had to be only seconds, shooting several thick, massive squirts of backed up semen yards away. Gabby squealed happily, then quickly cleaned me off and locked me back in before I could get hard again. It was too late. She laughed as she walked to the kitchen to get some more ice water.

***

This went on for few weeks. We developed a schedule - I would spend the week locked up, then I would get the weekend to recover. Both of us began to notice that by Tuesday nights, I became increasingly submissive to a ridiculous extent. I would actually ask her permission to run errands for her. At night I would get on my knees and beg to eat her out if she didn't seem in the mood. I even started acting more submissive to her friends, finding myself wanting to tell them somehow, to see how proud yet how humiliated I was to belong to Gabby in such a way. By Thursday of the 3rd week, I confessed this to her, much to her amusement. "Oh, really?" she murmured, gently pushing my head down to her already moistening pussy. I knew we had already discussed not involving others, however, and in such a submissive state I knew better than to ask. Perhaps that's why the next day was such a shock.

It was Friday, the last day of being locked up until a glorious weekend of freedom. By this point I was at a near frenzy. I felt like grinding my crotch against every corner or wall in any room like an animal, desperate for some kind of relief. I somehow made it through work and sped home, anticipating a nice evening alone with Gabby. I walked in the door and heard two voices, Gabby's and her friend, Evey. "FUCK." I thought to myself. Evey was probably my favorite out of Gabby's friends, but this was not exactly great timing.

Since I'm only about 5 foot 9, tall girls really aren't my thing - definitely for the best considering Evey. Without heels she stood about 6 foot 3, with long, blond hair that fell to her shoulders. She was extremely skinny, which is why she decided only to get 36d's when she got implants. I wasn't sure if they'd hold up once she got older, but right now she was only 25, they had only been in for a year, and they looked fantastic. Going out with her and Gabby was usually a great time, as she passed me most of the drinks the guys bought for her. Still, I would prefer not to go out given my present state.

If they were planning a night together, I held out hope that maybe I could sneak by and go find the spare key somewhere, but had no such luck. Gabby heard me come in, calling out "Baby, bring us some margaritas!" It sounded like she was using her dominant tone, but then again, by Fridays I was so worked up that even the old Asian lady at the dry cleaners sounded like a veteran dominatrix. Shrugging it off, I went and made a pitcher and brought it out to the living room. Evey sat next to Gabby on the couch, and her stuff was in my armchair. "Just sit on the floor right here baby." Gabby said, smiling at me, pointing to the ground in front of her. My heart beat a little faster, looking at Evey to see if she was showing any kind of recognition of the subtle implications in Gabby's command. Her face showed nothing aside from her usual sincere smile. I relaxed, sinking into our usual comfortable banter of teasing each other. "How many hearts did your tits break today?" I asked, pouring myself a tall glass. If it was going to be a long night I might as well enjoy it. "Fuck you!" she said brightly, handing me her glass to fill. "You just wish you were tall enough to see them."

Since they had already been drinking, we decided to have a margarita night at the house instead of going out. I tried to text Gabby anytime Evey wasn't looking, asking her to toss me the key so I could run and get the damn thing off. Each time she would only glance down at her phone, smile at me and rub the key between her fingers for a few seconds. I finally gave up, mentally preparing myself for another night of frustration.

As usual, a few hours of the three of us drinking turned some form of truth or dare. Despite my protests, truth or dare typically lacks the dare element when left to them. After a few hours, the girls got louder and the questions got raunchier. After hearing Evey reluctantly share a story about blowing two guys at the same time, my dick began impatiently reminding me that it would very much like to get hard now. Evey's next question brought my attention back to the conversation instantly. "Ok. Gabby. Craziest thing you two have ever done?" My pulse quickened once more, wondering what Gabby was drunk enough to divulge. She paused, and that was the kiss of death. Evey immediately recognized the hesitation. "Tell me!" she squealed, excited that there might actually be something she hadn't heard before. My heart leapt up into my throat. Gabby is an awful liar, especially when she drinks. It was all coming out now.

Gabby flushed red for a moment, then went and got her laptop. From the floor, I could only guess what she was showing Evey. I heard the mouse click softly, then Evey's eyes grew wide. She started laughing. "Whhhhhat the fuck is that?" she said between uncontrolled giggles. Gabby looked apologetically at me, then said "It's a cock cage. See?" she clicked something else. Evey stopped laughing and stared intently at the screen. Gabby must have pulled up the step by step guidelines for male chastity that she had bookmarked. I had it memorized. I was so flushed I could actually feel my cheeks as if they were on fire. Evey finally looked up over the screen at me in amazement. "You let her do this?" she asked, not really understanding. "Oh, he wanted to! He loves it!" Gabby said, forgetting her embarrassment. Evey was fascinated. I tried to move the game along but to no avail. The girls ignored me, as Gabby enthusiastically answered Evey's questions. "So he can't even get hard unless you let him?" she said in an unbelieving tone. "Nope!" Gabby said proudly. "I wear the key around my neck. He goes all week in that, and he gets so horny that he pretty much does whatever I tell him to do." Evey laughed again "That's genius! Oh my god! But don't you get horny too? How do you have sex?" Gabby looked a little embarrassed again, but kept right along. "Oh well...he really is incredible with his tongue." Evey finally began to understand the controlling aspect of our arrangement.

"I want to see it. Can I see it?" she asked excitedly. Gabby shrugged. "Sure. Tell him to show you. If you start telling him what to do...well, you'll see." Evey looked at me with a smile that was purely diabolical. "Strip! Everything off!" I didn't hesitate for a second. I quickly unbuttoned and removed my shirt, slid out of my pants and pulled down my boxers. My swollen dick could do nothing but push angrily against its thick, unyielding transparent prison. Evey again lost herself in uncontrollable laughter. I looked at Gabby, who smiled at me. She was enjoying this. Upon seeing that, I lost myself in submission deeper than I had ever felt before in my most private thoughts. I knelt before Evey and bowed my head, like Gabby usually had me do. Evey stood up, still in her swimsuit. She had never seemed taller or more imposing than she did now. "Lie on your back." she said. As I did, she knelt down and pulled on the cage, examining exactly how it locked me up. She held the plastic sheath between her long fingers, lost in thought as she flipped it up and down. Her face reminded me of a predator who's unsure how they want to play with their food before eating it. She smacked my balls smartly out of nowhere, making me wince. Gabby giggled.

Evey stood up. "Is he really that good with his tongue?" she asked playfully. "Why don't you find out?" Gabby responded, winking at me. "Do a good job, baby."

Evey wriggled out of her bikini bottom. My mouth began to salivate at the sight of those long legs leading up to her stunningly beautiful pussy. She must have just gotten waxed, there wasn't a single hair - just a small raised mound of tanned skin. Gabby moved over to us, whispering something in her ear. "He does the best job that way..." I caught. Evey nodded, then turned around facing my legs. She slowly descended her slender curves until my face was completely covered. A reverse cowgirl over my face. "Now..." she said.

Even though I had never been so hungry to eat pussy in my entire life, I was disciplined. I started slowly, massaging her clit so softly that I knew she could barely tell it was there. She shivered. I ran my fingernails down the small of her back, gently at first then pressing in harder as they reached her flawless ass. I massaged each side, increasing the contact my tongue made against her clit. She moaned, readjusting herself to be closer to my mouth. A small, sticky collection of moisture glistened along those bald, slender pieces of dark, red soft skin. I ran my tongue deliberately from the bottom to the top, tasting her...then used the broad side of my tongue to spread it around her increasingly swollen lips. Gabby must have sat down beside us, as I could feel her tiny hand grab my balls, pulling them down and then back, massaging them.

I groaned, then put my mind back to the task at hand. I slowly pushed Evey's back forward a bit. I needed access to everything, wanted to taste everything. She gave no resistance, allowing me to mold her position. I took her entire clit in my mouth and ran it against my tongue, closing my mouth, creating a little bit of a vaccuum...sucking her gently like almost like it was a small, delicate penis. She shuddered. I continued, quickening my pace slightly, wanting her to surrender all of her wetness to my hungry mouth. I slowly opened my lips, allowing hers to slide out. A thickening juice began to pool at the bottom of her pussy, dripping onto my face. I smiled, then held her ass firmly in place. I doubt she had felt this before. I spread each side, and lightly darted my tongue around the edge of her asshole. My suspicions were confirmed, as she started a bit...but she let me hold her in place, and I began exploring her ass deeper and deeper with my tongue, gently rubbing her pussy. "ohhhhmmmmygod" she moaned, almost incoherently. I slid my index finger inside her pussy, still focusing my tongue on her ass. She was so wet that there was barely any resistance. Thick fluid seeped out onto my chin, displaced by my finger. I slid it up, gently brushing against her vaginal walls on my way up to her g spot. Once I hit it, I kept my finger there, I placed my other hand right below her belly, pressing in gently but firmly, the sudden suction adding an electric overload of sensation inside her pussy. She gasped, and began to gyrate against my face. I took out my finger, moved my tongue from her ass, stiffened it, and let her use it. She slammed her ass down, letting my tongue fill her flooding cunt completely, and ground the entire lower half of her body roughly against me. Her loud moans turned into screams, her body jerking uncontrollably. In fevered anticipation, I grabbed her legs and held her still as she came in waves. The first orgasm was long and intense, and I guessed she wasn't used to getting another from the attention her mind gave it. Gabby caught my eye, and I winked at her. She grinned.

As Evey's convulsions began to slow, I tightened my grip. This was going to be intense for her, and I didn't want her, Gabby or myself to get hit by a flying limb. Right as she gave her last shudder, I dove in again, precisely sliding my tongue between her swollen lips. She screamed, and tried to squirm her legs out of my death grip, but she was going nowhere. I showed her no mercy, twirling my tongue inside her dripping cunt. In only a few seconds she jumped to that next mental plateau, and began moving her hips enthusiastically back against my face, yelling "Oh shit...oh shit...OHHHH MY GODDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!" as she found herself on the brink again. As she came, ejaculate squirted out of her pussy, filling my mouth. I took it all, letting her rock her body back and forth until she finally came down. Her legs were shivering. Gabby held out her hand, helping Evey up. Both of them looked down at me, my smile partially obscured by a white, sticky residue. It was delicious.

Gabby gave an impressed whistle, "I've never seen a girl actually squirt." Evey gave a shakey laugh. "First time for everything I guess."



*********

Under Lock And Key Ch. 03



The girls grew extremely close after that night, and the topic of chastity control became their favorite conversation. At Evey's request, Gabby bought a matching necklace identical to hers and let Evey carry around the spare key to my cage. Before inviting Evey to join our little secret, Gabby had looked at a few stories and read mainly just one chastity website. Once she had a co-conspirator, however, they became obsessed with looking at as much pornography, literature, and research as they could find. 

Evey especially seemed intent on testing my limits, seeing just how far she could push me. Initially she would come over just once or twice during the week to use my tongue, sometimes with Gabby home and other times without her. Soon it became an every day thing. She would find something that turned her on, tell Gabby what she found, then the two of them would try it out on me as soon as they could. Thursday nights she usually had a workout class -- these days became a challenge for me, as in the second week she began coming over immediately after she was done, covered in sweat from head to toe. Her pussy would reek of sweat, but always be wet by the time it found its way over my face. Luckily, by Thursdays I was horny enough to care more about finally getting my daily taste of Evey that those first nauseating moments quickly faded. Gabby often would sit nearby and watch, but on Thursdays, watching me devour Evey without so much of a whimper got her so turned on that she would get out her magic wand and finish right along with Evey.

While Evey got her fill from me during the week, she had little interest in hanging around us during the weekend when I was allowed control and use of my cock. Gabby seemed to enjoy the weekends almost as much as I did, as our sex was amazing. My mind was so fucked up from the week of control that I became a bit of a freak -- I would come almost immediately after being unlocked, so on edge that it was ridiculous. At one point Gabby discovered she could actually make me orgasm just by whispering dirty things in my ear, a trick she proudly displayed to Evey. After that first friday orgasm, I would then reach this weird state of constant erection at the slightest hint of arousal. We would fuck like animals, and my appetite was insatiable. If I came, I barely noticed, as my dick urged me onwards over and again, imploring me to take advantage of this amazing privilege of being able to get hard. Gabby loved it all -- unlocking me, teasing me to being hard 24/7 if she could, fucking each others brains out...and probably as much as anything, she loved blowing me at the end of every Sunday and then using ice water to shrink me back in to my cage. It became a weekly ceremony, one that Evey loved to witness. Gabby let Evey have as much control over me as she wanted, but she saved that one bit of fun for herself only. 

One Sunday, Evey came over with a few new ideas. It had been a few months since our first night all together, and I think she had become a bit bored with the same routine. She watched patiently as Gabby lovingly brought me to orgasm with her mouth, then waited until the click of the lock started off my week. "Get your ass in the other room, bitch. We need to talk." she said, adding a cruel kind of tone she hadn't really taken with me before. I looked at Gabby. I had only been in the cage for a minute, not nearly long enough to build up the automatic submission Evey loved to take advantage of. Gabby looked at me sternly. "You know better than to disobey us, baby. Get in there." she said, just as sternly as Evey. I bowed my head and walked out of the living room into our bedroom. Evey was so excited that she would occasionally forget to make an effort to keep her voice down. "Look...don't you think...HOT?!" Gabby's responses were always too low, but it wasn't difficult to figure out that she had some kind of doubt about the plan. "Oh I bet he would Gabby! You see how he gets, you don't push him that hard, but I do! I know..." and her voice trailed off as the air conditioner hummed to life. Fucking Texas. They allowed me back into the room shortly after, and Evey left looking more excited than she had when she came in. I tried to read Gabby's face, but the only thing I could get out of her was a wink and a smile.

The week progressed like it normally did, save for Evey's enthusiasm. She came over every day and rode my face with an increased intensity, squirting every time, which she hadn't done since that first night. Beyond that, however, there really was no difference and I soon forgot about it. Until Friday. 

Gabby sent me on my way to work with a warning. She had a look on her face I recognized right away. She was nervous, almost afraid to let herself be excited."Baby...we're going to take things a little further tonight. Evey didn't want me to give you a choice, but I'm asking you now. If you aren't ok with anything, we can stop now. We can stop it all." I looked at her flushed face and didn't give it a second thought. I loved giving myself to these two beautiful women, loved the pleasure they took in using me, and I had no doubts whatsoever -- I wanted this. "I'm yours, Gabs." I said, and her face shone bright. She kissed me deeply, and slapped me on my ass as I walked out. The day was a blur, I honestly don't remember a single thing between stepping out that door and walking in that night.

Gabby stood there completely naked, waiting for me. The second I had shut the door, she spoke in a harsh tone. "Strip, and get your fucking ass on the ground NOW!" she commanded. I stopped short. She slapped me roughly across the face. "I SAID NOW." I scrambled to get everything off in seconds, kneeling immediately on the ground in front of her, my cock noisily knocking against the tiled floor of the hallway. I looked up to ask her what was going on but was rudely slapped across the face again. "You will not speak tonight, bitch, or you will pay dearly." My heart raced as I looked back down, wondering what was going on. She had never been this authoritative, even at her angriest. It was intoxicating, scary as hell, but I'd never been more attracted to her. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her pull her phone out, texting someone. It had to be Evey, she wasn't there. I dared not ask.

I knelt on the hard floor for what was probably 10 or 15 minutes. Gabby ran her hand through my hair every once in awhile, but would slap my face at the end of her stroke. After an eternity the door opened behind me and slammed shut. "Get him on the floor in there." came Evey's voice. Gabby grabbed me by my hair, dragging me to the living room. "Lie your ass down, and you better keep your eyes fucking shut." said Evey. I obeyed as if my life depended on it. I suspected that it might. It must have been Evey who blindfolded me tightly.

Several seconds passed, and I heard a shuffling. She was stripping. After a few murmurs, I sensed her straddling my face in that familiar position. I prepared myself for her taste, opening my mouth to give her ecstasy that I loved giving so much. But the contact with her thighs never came. I shut my mouth, confused. An even harder slap struck me across the face again. "Open your fucking mouth!" My jaw snapped open, held there by a strong hand. Several more confused seconds passed, and still nothing happened. Just as I began to wonder just what was intended, a slow drip of the most disgusting liquid I'd ever tasted fell into my mouth. It was bitter, so bitter...I tried to close my mouth in disgust only to receive another slap. "OPEN IT, BITCH!" I kept it open, as the semen began dripping thicker and faster into my mouth. I recognized it now. It was still hot, and covered with Evey's sex. It was all I could do not to throw up, and my gagging must have given that away. Evey finally lowered herself onto my face, bending her magnificently flexible body down to whisper into my ear. "I just got fucked half an hour ago, little bitch. Tell me...how does he taste?" 

I couldn't have answered if I wanted to. I couldn't have breathed, except to breathe in the startling musk of some stranger's cum only partially masked by the pussy that suffocated me. I knew what she wanted. Grudgingly, I began to lap my tongue, sucking the semen out of her. She moaned, rocking against my face. Off to the side I heard Gabby's vibrator switch on, followed by her moans. For some reason this energized me, and I began sucking in earnest, shuddering but loving the load that still oozed from her dripping cunt. She came hard and quickly, screaming, squirting a mixture of vaginal fluid and leftover cum all over my face. Gabby's yell accompanied Evey, who then leaned over me again to whisper "I hope you enjoyed that...tomorrow is Gabby's turn." 

***



Under Lock And Key Ch. 04



A huge knot immediately formed in my stomach. I fought the urge to throw up, which was already a hard enough task given the sticky residue of foreign cum still coating the inside of my mouth and throat. The shock in my eyes gave Evey a dark sense of satisfaction. I turned my head to Gabby, searching her eyes to see if this was some kind of wicked tease. who looked a bit scared but held her gaze steady with mine. She said nothing, but nodded slightly. My stomach lurched again, and I opened my mouth to speak only to have it slapped shut. Evey wanted control of this situation, wanted to make sure that Gabby went through with their plan. "Why don't you sleep on the guest couch tonight?" Evey suggested lightly. She ushered Gabby out of the room, preventing me from having a word with my wife. Gabby reached down and brushed the side of my face sweetly as she left. "Sweet dreams, baby..."

It was only 8pm, but I was ignored for the rest of the night. Frustrated, my mind hazy from my first taste of an orgasm that originated from a man, I could think of nothing besides Evey's threat. Of course I had thought about Gabby fucking someone else, women and men, but always just as a fantasy, and always as equals in a threesome. I had never really considered her doing it without me. Suddenly, I realized that I had never really gotten her to admit her fantasies. I had only asked her to indulge me in mine. My stomach twisted itself even tighter. I pictured her lusting after someone else. She had never really complained about our sex – I'm sure I wasn't the best, but I knew I wasn't terrible. She had teased me once or twice before that my cock could be thicker, but it certainly wasn't tiny. And I had offered to buy her the thickest dildo out there! She refused...but then again, that was before we jumped off into this adventure. Ugh. This is exactly what Evey wanted, me sitting here, making myself crazy. I went to the guest bathroom and washed myself off. Gabby was on the pill, she wouldn't get pregnant. And I knew neither of them were stupid enough to have unprotected sex with some stranger with crabs or something worse. If it wasn't a stranger, then it would have to be someone they knew, maybe someone I knew. Jesus, what a mind fuck. 



Sex with someone. My wife. I shook my head, trying to clear the thought from my mind. Television offered no relief, failing miserably to distract me from thoughts of my wife wrapping her beautiful lips around an enormous, stiff cock pumping into her mouth. Gabby, bent over in front of a tall, muscular , in her favorite position, his hands gripping her hips and he slammed into her, Gabby moaning and begging him to finish in her...I knew she loved that, feeling that hot mess shoot into her, God how she hated when I used to pull out. And I knew it then. She wanted this badly. I thought I'd never be able to sleep, but I dozed off hours later, the lights from our bedroom – their bedroom now, I guess – still sending long shadows down the hall, muted voices talking and laughing. 

I woke up naked on the couch Saturday morning, instinctively grabbing my dick thinking it was once again mine. Memories flooded back the second I felt that thick plastic still in place. I sighed. Without really thinking, I put on a pair of shorts and went about my typical weekday chores. Cleaning the dishes, vacuuming, cleaning up the bottles left over from the previous night. It was past noon once I finished. The girls door was still closed. I knocked on it lightly. Evey answered, dressed in a tank top with her nipples poking through and a very tight pair of boy cut panties. My dick stirred. 

"Why are you wearing shorts?" she asked sharply. I apologized, quickly sliding them off. "Make me breakfast. You're my bitch for the day." she said, revealing more excitement than I think she intended me to see.

"For two?" I asked.

"Oh no...you didn't hear Gabby leave this morning?" Evey inquired, studying my reaction closely. I couldn't think of a response.

"She's gone. Now get your ass in there and make me breakfast." 

I spent the entire afternoon catering to Evey's every command. She first had me finish cleaning the house after serving her an elaborate breakfast, then ordered me to stand by the tub, handing her face wash, shampoo, body wash, and various other items while she showered. She allowed me to towel dry her gorgeous body. She had me hold out her bikini bottom, stepping carefully into them, ordering me to slide them on. She then had me to beg for the privilege of putting sunblock on her. I gave a very sincere effort, staring up at her majestic breasts, salivating at the sight of her still hairless mound. Her tone had softened considerably from the morning, I hoped because I was pleasing her. I lovingly applied the lotion up her endlessly long legs, taking longer than necessary when I reached her ass, perched perfectly above my face. I wanted nothing more than to slide the thin strip of fabric aside and caress my tongue against her clean skin, but knew such an act would not go unpunished. Reluctantly I moved onwards and upwards, gently rubbing it into her toned stomach, my cock again jumping lustfully as I moved past her belly button ring, up underneath her full breasts...

She abruptly grabbed my hands and threw them down. "I"ll take care of the rest. Go outside and get on all fours in between the lounge chairs." she commanded, her voice stern but not unkind. I obeyed, disappointed. Not that I was complaining, but other than tasting her literal and metaphorical sex, I had never been allowed to worship any other spot on her body.

I walked out to the back, grateful for the tall fences separating our yard from the neighbors'. I got on my hands and knees, waiting for Evey. She walked out minutes later, margarita in hand, looking absolutely stunning – nude save for a dark pair of sunglasses and snug black bikini bottom, those long legs strolling confidently to the lounge chair to my right. She smiled down at me as she laid on her back, easing into the chair. She leaned over and placed her ice cold drink on my back. I shivered, almost knocking it over, but held still. Evey ignored my discomfort, picking up her phone and immersing herself in it. She reached one hand over to my crotch and began slowly stroking my balls. I closed my eyes, losing myself in the insane pleasure this incredibly demeaning act gave me. A vibration and a giggle from Evey brought me back to reality. She tightened her grip on me, still stroking, but leaned over her other hand showing me her phone's screen. A thick, veiny cock filled the screen. I opened my mouth to ask what exactly she was showing me, then my heart leapt into my throat. A tiny, dark hand was wrapped around the base, almost completely overshadowed by that enormous monstrosity. Gabby's sapphire sparkle fingernail polish was unmistakable.

Evey expertly swished a finger across the screen, still gripping my balls extremely tight, and another picture appeared. There was my wife, completely naked and bent over against a bed, spreading her ass with both hands. Another flick of the finger and there was a close up of Gabby's ass and pussy, her fingers still spreading both of them wide. Both holes were filled with thick, creamy white pools of cum. One drop precariously hung from the bottom of her pussy.

Despite feeling nauseous, my dick sprang to life and became harder than it ever had managed to get while still imprisoned. It strained so hard that it might have forced the plastic sheath off if Evey hadn't been gripping my balls, keeping the bottom of the restraint in place. Evey felt my instant arousal, leaning into my ear and whispering, "Don't worry, pet...you've already tasted what his cock has to offer. You'll soon get to taste it again..."

My dick somehow began to steadily leak a mixture of built up semen and pre-cum. Evey leaned in again, biting my neck softly, stroking my balls...tickling my ear with her tongue... "We picked him because his cock is thick...oh my god is it thick, pet...and he can cum over and over again, so she could fuck him all day, since before you even woke up..." She moved closer still, barely an inch away. "She loves the feeling of a man filling her up, and she couldn't wait to try someone besides you. The only thing that got her more excited was the thought of you waiting here to clean up his messsss..." her voice trailed off. She got up, taking her glass off my back, pulling me to my feet by my hair. "Get your ass inside, and lie down on the floor in the living room."

I walked inside, shaking from head to toe in anticipation. He must have sent the pictures from his phone after she left, as she arrived home only minutes after I laid down. Her face was still flushed. She was dressed only in a pair of shorts and a tank top, still barefoot. Evey looked at her questioningly. Gabby nodded, "It's all still inside...it's starting to slide out though..." she murmured, even as she slid out of her shorts and straddled my face. 

I had no hesitation this time. I buried my tongue in her pulsating cunt, and could not believe the amount of cum inside her. I greedily sucked it out, having to swallow several times before I could even taste Gabby's pussy even a little. I lost all control, swirling my tongue around, cleaning every bit I could find, and even as I began to concentrate on getting her off copious amounts of sperm still slid out into my mouth. "Oh Evey..." Gabby said, moaning between words. "7 times! He came in me 7 times today..." she grinded her crotch against my insatiable mouth, almost breathless. "The last 5 times he forced my legs up and just buried his cock...in me..." she was gasping now, on the brink of the most intense orgasm she'd ever had while sharing the most intense orgasm she'd had before now. "And he...OHHHH MY GODDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!" she screamed as I inserted two fingers to coax out the last remaining bit of cum into my mouth. 

Gabby came violently, jerking her body on top of mine. Evey had to pull her away from me, as I was in a separate world - on a mission to devour her pussy and make sure I sucked every drop of his semen out of her until she was spent. After Gabby caught her breath, she jumped on top of me and kissed me deeply. Even her mouth tasted like him. I wanted more.



I was addicted.



Under Lock And Key Ch. 05



Evey and Gabby let me out of my cage that night long enough to empty a week's worth of backed up semen into both of them. Gabby was too exhausted to take much, but I took great satisfaction when I roughly grabbed Evey's hips and pulled her back against me, making sure she felt every thrust as I exploded into her. She groaned as she took it, and Gabby kissed her passionately as she finally accepted me.

I knew that this would be the last time I had sex for quite awhile, and I made sure to take advantage of it, but I soon grew exhausted as well. My worn out cock finally surrendered itself to its fate, falling sadly downward as the blood receded back into my body. Gabby kissed me softly on the cheek. She had already gone to get a wet towel and the bottle of oil. "This is it, baby." she whispered. "I want you to be ours to use at any time. It's going to be awhile before you're out again."

I nodded, looking up at her with nothing but love in my eyes. Nothing I had ever done for her before had made her as happy as she was tonight. That happiness was intoxicating for both of us, and I wanted her to chase that feeling until both of us got our fill. 

Gabby smiled, and carefully cleaned the nights' dried up fluids off my dick. Evey took the oil and rubbed it down. I must have been completely numb by that point, but even still the hormones began flowing – Evey had to quickly slide on the cage before a half hearted erection sprang up. I sighed. I was horny already.

***

Evey basically moved in after that. I moved most of my stuff to the guest room. She and Gabby shared our king sized bed, and on most nights they had me sleep at their feet. We never wrote up a contract: my role was simply understood. I was there to please them with my tongue, and clean them out after one of their trysts if I was lucky. Gabby drew immense pleasure just knowing I loved pleasing her so much that I literally got off licking other men's cum out of her. Evey instead drew most of her pleasure out of the control she had over me. It got to the point where she enjoyed my humiliation more than my tongue, which she still used on a nightly basis one way or another.

As far as I knew at least, Gabby only fucked the same man who had unknowingly donated his sperm to my first taste. She would see him a few times a week, never at home, but she seemingly could not get enough of his endless ability to fire off round after round of his thick sperm into her. She began teasing me, telling me she was going out to see "Mr. Load." When she returned, she would have me beg for a taste of him upon her return. Half of the time she left me wanting, groveling at her feet as she went to shower, already satisfied. It didn't take long for me to begin begging without provocation, training that she gladly rewarded.

Evey on the other hand never passed up an opportunity to empty herself into my mouth whether I asked for it or not. Increasingly she would come home having fucked someone, I assumed a stranger, and the only taste I could get was the bitter remnants of spermicide and latex. Even the nastiest mess of sperm dripping from her sweaty, unwashed pussy tasted like a gourmet desert compared to those condoms. She figured this out very quickly, and took great pleasure in making sure I stuck my tongue as far up inside of her as it would reach. It took days to get the taste out of my mouth. Things went on like this for about a month – and then came the day that I finally met Mr. Load.

Gabby actually brought up the idea to Evey who was thrilled Gabby had adapted to her role so quickly. She agreed it that an evening rendezvous was well overdue, and they planned it for the upcoming Saturday.

It was a very strange feeling to see Gabby so excited to have the man fucking her raw almost on a nightly basis meet her husband. I had no idea whether or not he knew about our situation. They kept me in the dark about the entire thing. Evey took charge of me the night before, ordering me about the house to clean everything and prepare what food I could for the next day. Gabby took the opportunity to spend some time on herself. She went out to get waxed and have her nails done, arriving just in time to inspect my work. She and Evey gave me nods of approval, Gabby slapping my ass appreciatively as they retired to their room. They locked the door behind them.

I got maybe an hour of sleep.

I was already well awake laying out the drinks when Evey came out of their room around noon. She had a tight pair of jean shorts and a plain t shirt with no bra, her nipples proudly announcing their presence to the room. "Naked!" she ordered sharply, snapping her fingers. 

"Yes ma'am." I murmured. I dropped my shorts and boxers, and took off my shirt. She laughed at the site of my cage, though she'd seen it countless times. "Mr. Load is going to love your little cock, pet." she said, winking at me. "Stand by the door until he arrives, then show him in." 

The doorbell rang only minutes later. Heart beating quickly, I opened the door up slightly and invited him in. He walked in and shut the door behind him, turning to look at me. He towered above me, probably about 6'3 or 6'4. I don't think he took steroids but muscles were definitely evident through his dark t shirt. I couldn't help but glance down at his crotch, expecting to see a mountainous bulge. None existed, at least not at the moment. He caught the glance, but laughed it off, sticking out his hand. "What's up man, I'm Bryan." I didn't react for a second. I'm not sure what I expected, but that wasn't it. Finally I took his hand and shook it, mumbling "Hey, what's up..." 

Before I could say anything else, I heard a squeal and Gabby ran past me. She wore a small, tight khaki skirt, cotton panties teasingly apparent beneath the hem, and a black tank top. She jumped into his embrace. "Bryan!" He folded her up into his arms, kissing her deeply as I stood behind them. Evey strolled in behind Gabby, and kissed him on his cheek.

"Afternoon, Ladies!" he said pleasantly. Gabby turned towards me.

"You met my husband?" she asked. 

"Yeah, we've met." he grinned. "Why don't you grab us a couple beers, bro?"

Still unsure how this was going to go, I nodded and went to the kitchen. When I returned to the living room, Gabby was already unbuckling his belt. "Baby! Come sit over here!" she said to me, not turning her head from the task at hand. Bryan held his hand out to me. I handed him the bottle, chugging mine quickly. He chuckled, and did the same. 

"Kneel down." Evey ordered from behind. I obeyed, getting on my knees next to Gabby as she pulled down his jeans, then eagerly took out his stiffening cock as if she was an excited kid opening up a Christmas present that she had asked for all year. 

I couldn't help but stare. It was even more impressive in person. It couldn't have been longer than 8 inches, but Jesus Christ it was so thick. Gabby wrapped her lips around the head, sucking it in and out teasingly. Bryan moaned, grabbing the top of her head and moving it back and forth. Evey came up behind him and began nibbling his neck, taking off his shirt then running her hands down his chest. 

"Show him how you can control it, we'll make him do it right now..." she said intently. He winked at her. Moments later, Gabby gagged a bit then began to suck in earnest. Bryan never even made a sound, he just turned his head to kiss Evey. Gabby stopped, then leaned over to me, pushing my head back and holding my mouth open with her hands. I realized what was coming almost too late. Gabby made a tiny O with her mouth, and his first load dripped from hers into mine. 

Bryan stared in disbelief from Gabby to me. "That's awesome!" he said, laughing. 

The rest of the afternoon was an absolute clinic of male orgasms. This mythical son of a bitch could come endlessly and effortlessly, however fast or slow he wanted. And come he did. His only weakness was having to stop for a minute to drink water every hour or so. Gabby and Evey took turns fucking him in every possible position it seemed, and while one got his cock, the other rode my face. 

I hated to admit it but I had developed a real taste for his spunk fresh from a pussy. I began enjoying myself as much as he was. At one point he even slapped my hand in celebration after swallowing a large sticky chunk of sperm as it spilled out of Gabby.

Evey decided it would be fun to have Bryan cum on their bodies in various places, having me lick it off. Gabby went first, bent over in front of them both spreading her ass wide. Evey used her mouth to finish him off, spitting what ended up in her mouth onto Gabby's perfect little asshole, then squeezing his cock tightly making sure every last drop got where she intended it to go. She smiled at me as she finished, grabbing me by my hair and shoving me down. 

I attacked, swirling my tongue into her hole, mixing the white mess around with some of her natural lube that had migrated down at some point during the day's insane fuck session. 

Evey's beautiful tits were next. Like a true gentleman, Bryan let the ladies have a rest and jacked himself off onto her chest. I guess even Bryan was running out, as this particular load didn't quite have the mass of the previous 8. I was ecstatic, as worshiping her nipples was an extremely rare treat. His cum residue stubbornly stuck to her hardening nipples, which suited me just fine. Evey got impatient, however, and pushed my head down to her pussy. Smiling, I went on a treasure hunt for anything that I might have missed from her last ride straddling my face. 

Bryan announced that he needed to refresh, and retired to the room to take an early evening nap. Evey and Gabby followed him.

"Clean up this mess!" Evey called over her shoulder. "We're not done yet."