 The Cocksitter's Club - 1

- P F Dee - Pancakes for Dinner - http://pfdee.blogspot.com

- This is a short story that takes place in my 'Steel World' universe, broken up into 4 parts. It is also required reading for students of my "Writing Better Femdom Fiction" class, lessons 1 and 2. Enjoy!

- Part 1

	The smiling teenaged girl stood by the front door, notepad and pen at the ready.

	"And when's his bedtime?"

	The mid-thirties woman rolling her suitcase down the hall stopped to put on a light jacket.

	"Oh, I don't know, nine, ten. Whatever's the standard nowadays."

	"Nine it is," the teen giggled, writing it down. That her cut-off tee bared her flat belly and her jeans seemed painted on her curvy legs were not lost on her new charge, sneaking peeks at her from the living room. The girl winked at him as she asked: "And is he allowed any sugar after dinner?"

	"I've been trying to get Robert to lose a few pounds for years!" the woman laughed. "If you can get him down to just one slice of cake a day, I'll double your tip!"

	The teen smiled.

	"I've had lots of experience instilling discipline, Mrs Lewen! I bet I'll have Robert doing push-ups and running a mile a day by the time you're back!" she said, smiling at him before turning back to the older woman. "Oh, and if I need to relax him before bed, is he allowed to look at any sexy images? And if so is he allowed full nudity, or just PG-13?"

	"I don't need a babysitter!" Mr Lewen roared, stamping his foot. "I'm forty-two for god's sake!"

	His wife smiled, fingering the gold chain around her neck. "Robert, would you rather I leave this little key in a lock box at some other bank while I'm gone for a month? I bet Sharon over at First National would just love to have you come begging her for relief!"

	Robert clamped his mouth shut, even as the hardened steel cage around his cock seemed to grow just a little bit tighter. The wife laughed at her suddenly subdued husband.

	"No pornography for him, Lori," she told the sitter. "But you may read him a bedtime story if you like."

	The young girl laughed as well. "I've got the perfect one, Mrs L. That reminds me- what's his normal release schedule? I wouldn't want to forget the whole reason I'm here!"

	"I usually let 'little Robert' out for playtime every three to four days," Mrs Lewen chuckled, opening the front door to spot the waiting taxi. "But if he gets release depends on how his attitude has been. Once I locked him back up without any relief at all, so he's gone a whole week without cumming!"

	The girl hid her smile behind her hand. "Oohhh. A whole week!"

	"I know, it's harsh," Mrs Lewen said, missing the sarcasm as she hurried down the steps with her luggage. "But sometimes I feel that's necessary, just to teach his ego a lesson. Use your best judgement, dear."

	And then Robert watched his loving wife unclasp her necklace and hand the only key to his government-mandated, inescapable chastity belt to a giggling teen girl he had never met before.

	"Don't worry, Mrs Lewen!" Lori laughed, putting the chain around her own neck and making sure that Robert saw the small key nestle between her budding breasts. "I'm an official member of the Cocksitters Club! You can count on me to keep him on his toes while you're gone!"

	"Thank you dear," Martha said, giving the babysitter air kisses as she stepped into the cab. "Now I can enjoy my vacation without worrying! Kisses Robert!" she yelled at the blushing man still standing in his doorway. "Be good for Lori!"

	Robert swallowed as the teen waved after the departing cab, then turned and skipped back up the steps to him.

	"Now, Robert," she said, closing the door, "we're not going to have any problems this month are we? Are you and I going to get along, even though I hold the key to your wee-wee?"

	Her tone was one a grown woman would use on a schoolchild.

	"Now look here, young lady! I am forty two years old! I am the executive vice president of the third largest bank in this city, and I will not be ordered around my own home by some teenage girl! Now give me that key and you can go right on home. I'll see that you still get your full payment at the end of this month."

	Robert drew up to his full height and stuck out his hand with a glower that had closed multi-million dollar mergers in record time and sent lesser executives running from his office in terror.

	The eighteen year old girl just broke out into laughs.

	"Oh, you are so cute! You're going to be a fun one, Mr Lewen!" she said, walking right by him to plop down on his couch and turn on the TV.

	Robert stomped in front of the couch and turned the TV off again.

	"I'm not kidding, young lady! Give me that key, right now, and I'll tell my wife you were the best house-sitter ever. And I'll even double your tip! But if you refuse, I'll call Martha right now and tell her to fire you, and you'll get nothing!"

	For a moment, she didn't speak, and Robert almost believed she was considering his offer.

	The girl slipped out of her flip-flops to cross her bare feet on his handcrafted walnut coffee table.

	"Four times my tip. Up front."

	Robert balled his fists. This little teeny-bopper was shaking him down? The King of the Hostile Merger? But as he watched the way her fingers played with the tiny key around her neck, Robert had second thoughts.

	"Fine! Four times! I've got some cash in a safe upstairs-"

	"And you go on-line right now and give me a five star review. With a full paragraph description."

	He ground his teeth. "Fine. Now hand over that-"

	"And I want a new car. And a pony."

	"What?!" he sputtered. "That's insane!"

	"And I want a date with the lead singer of Soul Bomb. And a trip to the moon!" she giggled at the confused man. Lori picked up the remote and turned the TV back on. "Once a member of the Cocksitter's Club takes a chastity key, she only gives it back to the woman who handed it to her. Club rules. And there's nothing on earth you could offer me to change that."

	Robert cursed and stormed off, feeling the weight of the steel belt around his tight, three-day-full balls with every step.

	Lori called after him. "Oh, and order some pizza, could you? If I'm going to be here all night, I'm going to need some pizza!"

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	Robert broke down and ordered the pizza a half hour later.

	He had reviewed his options, and they weren't great.

	Martha didn't have a spare key as far as he knew. Ordering a replacement for a "lost" key would take almost three weeks at the Chastity Office downtown and required Martha's signature. And while Robert could probably just yank the key off the hundred and ten pound girl's neck, he couldn't stop her from crying assault to the police afterwards, and then he'd be in a much larger world of hurt.

	He knew had to try and befriend this stupid babysitter. He couldn't go locked up for a month solid!

	"Pizza's here," Robert growled, coming into the living room after paying the delivery boy. He swallowed. "And look, I'm sorry I yelled at you, earlier. It's just a big change for me. To go from thinking I'd be on my own this month, to suddenly being told that's not the case."

	Lori laughed as she opened the box. "No problem, Mr L! Most men I sit start off that way. But we all reach an understanding." She glanced at his crotch as she bit into a slice. "Eventually."

	He swallowed, feeling the ring around his balls. "So, uh, would you like to eat here or in the kitchen?"

	"Here's fine," she said, fighting to get all the cheese strands into her mouth as her attention turned back to the TV again.

	She pulled up her legs to sit cross-legged on his couch and Robert tried not to think about how tight her jeans were around her toned legs- his belt was feeling too small for comfort already!

	He coughed, then said, "So... this Babysitters Club you're part of-"

	"Cocksitters Club," Lori corrected, eyes glued to the TV. "The Babysitters Club is something totally different."

	"Sure, fine," he said, mentally rolling his eyes. "This club, how many girls are in it?"

	"About seven right now."

	How cute, he thought. "And does it have a president or anything? Who runs it?"

	There had to be an adult in charge. Maybe someone he could make a deal with. Because if there was one thing Robert knew how to do, it was broker power deals.

	"Oh, I do!" she said. "I started it about a year ago."

	He groaned. This ditzy eighteen-year-old was in charge? Maybe he could call her mother to make a deal. But it wasn't looking good.

	Lori rattled on. "It was because my mom was saying, how she had no one to watch my little brother when she flew to Chicago. Like, some normal young babysitter couldn't really help him with his... locked up parts you know?" she giggled, and Robert shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

	He tried to adjust his pants to get more room. But the problem wasn't in the tailoring, it was in the steel below!

	"I said just take the key with her," Lori continued, "but Mom was all like, 'Oh no! Bobby can't go two whole weeks in the cage, he'll go crazy!'" The teen rolled her eyes, then swallowed another bite of sausage. "So whatever, I told Mom I'd hold Bobby's key while she was gone and make sure his little hot dog got stretched every few days. And I'd be there with the key if a real emergency happened." Lori threw down her crust and started on a second piece. "Well, when Mom got back, she loved how well-mannered Bobby was compared to before, and I guess she told all her friends. In like two months I had more appointments than I could handle so poof- the Cock Sitter's Club was born!"

	Robert's jaw was hanging open, his pizza untouched.

	"But... he was your brother!"

	Lori was totally focused on the TV. "So?"

	"And you... helped him? With that?"

	The girl finally turned away from the show, her cute nose wrinkled in confusion. "Huh? Oh no! I didn't help Bobby do that! Ick!" she giggled. When she shivered, her young, high breasts shook around his key, Robert noticed. "No, I just let him out of his cage when his balls got really blue, then put him back in afterwards! He never would have put it back on his own."

	The man frowned, biting a suddenly tasteless piece of pizza. None of us would. Damn Universal Locking Laws!

	But if she followed the same rules with him... being let out whenever he needed it, given time alone to have his fun (finally- by his own hand, at his own pace!), and then have this little hottie waiting to lock him back up... that didn't sound like too bad a month, Robert realized.

	And it might be fun, to let her little teenage body figure in to some of his masturbatory fantasies. She had a girl-next-door innocence, but he could already imagine the little blond vixen nude at his feet, covered in baby oil...

	It's not cheating if Martha hired her, he reasoned. Martha's was going to flirt with a few cute pool boys at the resort- she implied as much just yesterday! So a little fantasy for me is just as fair!

	"So," he said, swallowing, "how does this work? Do I just call you when I want to be let out, or... ?"

	"Well I can't just let you out whenever you want, or I might as well just leave you the key!" the teenager laughed. "Let's start with your normal release schedule and go from there. When's the last time you had a nice, big orgasm?"

	He started to blush, having to lay out his sexual calendar to a girl less than half his age!

	"Well, um, it's been three days since Martha... helped me in that way. So I'm actually due for a release today."

	Lori laughed, crossing her bare ankles on the coffee table. "Somehow all the men I sit for say that! So just to be fair, we'll start the counter at zero from today, m'kay?"

	And just like that, the orgasm Robert had been looking forward to for three days vanished.

	"What?! You can't!"

	"Calm down, Mr Lewen. Or I'll make you wait until the end of the week," she giggled. "Your wife did say your chances for orgasm depended on your attitude."

	Three more days! he thought, his full balls already painful in their iron ring. How am I going to make THAT?

	"Oh, don't be such a Gloomy Gus," the teenager laughed, taking the pizza box into the kitchen. "We'll still have fun. There's a reason I've gotten a five-star rating from every male I've ever cocksat for!"

	Watching her pert ass as she bent over to put the leftover pizza in the fridge, Robert could guess where those stars had come from. But even if she had a perfect ten rear, he vowed right then: he wasn't going to give her a good review unless she let him orgasm at a reasonable rate this month! In fact, if she didn't let him cum this week, he would go online and give her the worst review ever!

	"So, what are we going to do all night, then?" he growled, arms crossed, when she returned. "I don't really have anything around here to entertain someone your age."

	"You can watch TV for a few hours before bed if you want," she said, plopping back down and getting out her bookbag. "I've got algebra homework to do for tomorrow. Barf."

	Robert saw his opening. His aching balls demanded he take it!

	"You, uh, don't like math?"

	Lori stuck her tongue out. "Ugh. Hate it. I don't even know why we have to take it!"

	He swallowed. "You know, I could help you out with that."

	She looked up as she was laying books on the table. "Are you sure you can do it? It's pretty hard stuff. It's Algebra II."

	"Of course I can do it! I'm the vice president of a bank for goodness sakes! I've got twenty people working under me!"

	She shrugged. "Okay, I guess we'll give it a try." She sidled up next to him on the couch, both of them facing the coffee table as she laid out her homework.

	"See, this is what I mean!" she said, pointing at the first question. "Who even takes trains to Chicago any more? And if I wanted to know when the stupid train would get there, I could just Google it!"

	Robert sighed, then started to explain the word problem to her. And the next one as well.

	It wasn't a matter of intelligence, he soon realized. Lori was pretty sharp, when she wasn't completely bored with the subject. So he kept breaking the problems down for her, while trying not to think about how the teen's firm leg was pressed against the side of his.

	Or how easy it was to peek down her shirt to glimpse the tops of her lacy bra. Or the oh-so-fuckable way she bit her lower lip while he explained long division, or how he could see a hint of her panties over her perfect ass as she bent forward to look at the book while he covered factorials.

	She's twenty years younger than you, he reminded himself, then snuck a look at her breasts again. Martha will have your balls if you touch her! Robert thought. Then he remembered.

	She has them already.

	And she gave them to his girl to hold. For a month.

	He couldn't stop himself from imagining Lori holding his balls, licking the tip of his freed, iron hard cock with her cute pink tongue and glossy lips- The pain from his surging cock made him double over.

	"Mr Lewen!" she giggled. "Is it making your little chastity belt tight, just from being this close to me?" But she didn't move away.

	He clutched his crotch in shame and pain. "No! It's... it was something else! It will... go away soon!"

	She giggled again, and this time did move a little down the couch. "It's too bad there's no math thing for, like, how men get hornier and hornier the longer they stayed locked up or something. I'd learn that in a second!"

	Robert was taking deep breaths, and the pain in his crotch was receding. Only at the barest erection did it not try to pull his balls off. He had told Martha that the Chastity Office had sized his belt too small, but she had never believed him!

	When he could think again, he said, "Well, actually, there is something like that. At the bank we call it compounding interest."

	"Like, a math thing that tracks how something gets bigger over time?"

	He gulped. "Yes. It's the basis of how investing works. At first, the changes are small, but if the investor holds steady and let's the interest compound, over time the changes are quite impressive until-"

	Lori whipped out a blank sheet of paper and practically pushed the pencil into his hand.

	"Tell me tell me tell me!"

	He did, and this time the girl was all ears.

	He told her about interest rates, the rule of 72, and exponential growth. The actual exponential equations, however, he decided to leave for another day, even though she begged him to go on, pressed against his side.

	"Lori," he said, carefully moving a few inches away as his belt started get tight again, "I'd love to, but you just don't have the math to go that far yet."

	"Well okay," she said, putting her homework away. "But we've got a whole month for you to teach me!" She zipped up her bookbag and smiled at him. "You know, you're pretty smart, for an older guy."

	"Thanks," he laughed, taking one last good look at her ass as she turned to put the bag away, then pretending to look at the TV just before she turned to face him again.

	"You've really got twenty people working for you?"

	"Yep," he said.

	"Men and women?"

	"Of course. Why?"

	The teen snorted. "I could never work under a man. Just knowing that, right under his pants, he was wearing a tiny metal cage around his cock and he couldn't even get a boner unless some woman let's him? Don't all the women in your division like, break out into laughs when ever you give them an order?"

	He started blushing immediately. The sudden turnabout made him feel about six inches tall. And worst of all, there was truth to it!

	Jenny and Angela strut around my division like they own the place. It was never obvious enough to prove, but Robert knew: anytime he gave them an unpleasant task, they would make him pay with their outfits the next day! Those sharks in high heels and stockings were eying his job, and the pressure from his locked up balls was helping them!

	He was still blushing when Lori looked at her watch.

	"Oh my goodness- it's almost your bedtime! Run upstairs and get into your jammies- I'll be up in a second to tuck you in and read you a bedtime story."

	Robert ground his teeth, jumping to his feet.

	"Look, I'm a grown man! I don't have a 'bedtime', and I don't need a teenager to watch me during the night! You can go home know, and I'll call you if I want to see you again!"

	"Mr Lewen!" she laughed, crossing her legs and twirling a slim, bare foot in the air. "I'm cocksitting you all month. That means I'm staying here!" She pointed at the suitcase she had brought into the foyer from her car.

	Robert groaned. This limber piece of jailbait was going to stay in his house? For an entire month? While he was under lock and key?

	"What ever for?" he demanded. But with the pain of his cage crushing his balls, it came out more like a plea.

	The cute teen gave him a smile. "In case you wuss out and need to beg me to unlock your little wee-wee in the middle of the night, of course!"

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	Robert thrashed and twisted in bed, his cage about to burst under the sheets.

	His sexy cocksitter was sleeping just one room away, in what would have been his daughter's room if Emila hadn't been away at boarding school right now.

	Just one room away...

	What did that girl wearing to bed? A loose shirt and nylon shorts? A sleepshirt and tiny, cotton panties?

	That thought made him clutch his cage. His cock was trying to grow out of all sides of the unyielding metal, threatening to pull his balls off his body!

	Maybe she sleeps nude. Maybe he would get up for a glass of water at midnight and see Lori in the hallway, moonlit in all her nubile glory- Robert bit his hand to keep from crying out, and rubbed his blue balls to soothe them. But his pride wouldn't let him call out to a teenage girl and beg her to unlock his cock, on their very first night together.

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	Robert was awoken before dawn, by Lori bursting into his room and pulling at his covers.

	"Wakey wakey, Mr L! It's time for our morning run!"

	He was barely awake, and the teen had his covers on the floor before he could react. He was thankful that he had worn sweatpants to bed.

	Robert gripped his waistband with one hand and wiped his watery eyes with the other.

	"Let me guess," he said. "You were a cheerleader."

	"And the captain of the field hockey team!" she chirped, bouncing with energy in her tight workout shirt and tiny running shorts. "And one thing I learned from both, is that you gotta do your cardio first thing in the morning!"

	He groaned, sitting up. "I think I'll pass."

	"Come on Mister L! I promised Mrs Lewen that I'd get you some exercise while she was away! My tip depends on it!"

	"Yeah, but what did you promise me?" he said. "I don't get less of a tip if you fail."

	The teen bit her lip for a second, and Robert tried not to think of how cute she looked in her tiny running shorts.

	"We're only going one mile to start, Mr L," she said. "And if you can keep up with me the whole way... I'll shower with you when we get back."

	"What?!" he sputtered. He must have misheard!

	"I'm not really a jock, I'm more of a princess," she giggled. "But if you keep up with my slow butt for one little mile... when we get back to the house I'll strip down and help you soap your back, wearing nothing but this key and a big smile!"

	It couldn't be possible! His cock started erecting, the cage pulling on his balls as it did.

	"Lori! We can't! I'm... I'm a married man!"

	"So?" she giggled. "I said I'd still be wearing your key. That means you'd still be wearing your cage, so nothing can happen." She bit her lower lip again, and there was something else in her eyes. "Your wife knows that I'm going to see you nude sometime this month. She was okay with it."

	He swallowed, hard. "And you're okay with it? In my day, girls didn't shower with strange men."

	"Well in my day," she giggled, "all men's cocks are locked up tight, so I don't mind! What are you going to do, rape me with your tongue? Oh no!"

	His cock was on fire, straining his cage away from his body and making his balls ache!

	"Give me... a few minutes to get dressed."

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	He fell behind in the first quarter mile.

	Robert had been on the football team in high school, but that had been twenty years ago. Even with Lori's incredible bouncing ass to pull him forward, his longer strides couldn't keep up with her strong, quicker ones.

	"See you back at home!" she laughed, pulling away easily at the half way point.

	He was panting, drenched in sweat when he reached his house again, to find Lori waiting on his front steps.

	"Too bad Mr L- you can try to catch me again tomorrow!" she laughed, opening his door. "Now let's get you to the shower."

	He walked in with her, slowing as they went up the stairs. "You... don't have to go up with me," he said.

	"But that was our deal," she giggled. "You get home first, you get to see me in the shower." She opened the bathroom door and motioned inside. "But if I get home first... I get to see you!"

	Robert gulped. "Come on, that's not fair... "

	The teen sat on the bathroom counter, her bare legs crossed. "I'm sure you wouldn't have wanted to watch me shower if you won. You totally would have let me not pay up, right?"

	He dithered, unsure.

	Lori laughed and slapped the counter. "Come on, Mr Lewen, I've got to get to school! The longer you stall, the smaller I'll think your wiener is!"

	The man blushed, but did turn on the shower, testing the water with his hand. He slowly took off his shoes, then socks, and then shirt. Lori giggled.

	"And now for the big reveal."

	He held his breath, and when he couldn't delay any more, quickly slid his shorts and underwear to the floor. Lori immediately broke into laughs.

	"I'm sorry!" she giggled. "They always look so small and helpless, all locked up like that! Look, your whole package can fit in my hand-"

	"Lori!" he gasped, jumping into the shower, away from the laughing teenager's outstretched hand, before it closed around his too-small metal cage.

	She smiled, swinging her bare feet as he started to shower, just a few feet from her. "You know, you don't look too bad naked. For an older guy."

	Robert's face turned beet red as he lathered his chest and back, knowing this giggling teenager was watching his every move through the clear shower door!

	"Be sure to wash under your cage," she giggled. "Or I'll have to help you."

	The thought of that little blond, snaking her fingers under his bars to tickle his nuts while she wore that tiny little running outfit- "Please!" he begged as his dick surged, straining his cage and pulling his balls away from his body, right in front of her. "Can't you leave me alone?!"

	She jumped off the counter. "Sheesh! Alright! I didn't know you were so sensitive," she giggled, strutting to the door. She turned back to look at the embarrassed nude man one last time before she left.

	"I'll see you tonight after school!"

- Part 2

	"Hey Mr L? What was it like, having a free cock you could touch anytime you wanted?"

	Robert almost spit out his drink.

	It was day three of his wife's vacation. He and Lori and were on the couch, watching another of her stupid MTV teen dramas, as Robert counted down the minutes to his 'bedtime' and first release from chastity under Lori's watch. He had gotten a little more comfortable having the young, giggling, blond skipping around the house as his temporary keyholder, but not comfortable enough to talk about things like that.

	"What?! What do you mean?"

	"Well, the Universal Locking Laws passed like three or four years ago, and I wasn't really interested in, you know, boy parts back then," she giggled, stretching her yoga-pant clad legs on his coffee table.

	To his wife Martha, 'at home casual' meant baggy sweatpants. To someone Lori's age, apparently it meant black yoga pants so tight he could see every curve and outline of her lower body! Robert had already snuck enough peeks at her pert ass through the skin-tight pants to make tonight's masturbation session truly something special. He might have to ask Lori for extra time out of his cage, to rub out a second load!

	"And my younger brother's been locked ever since he started getting erections, so he's never really been free-"

	"Never?" Robert coughed, setting down his drink.

	"Of course. All boys are locked when they hit puberty now. Duh!"

	"Oh my god... "

	"So I was wondering, what was it like when you weren't wearing a cage all the time?"

	He swallowed. "Well, it was different, obviously. But things were pretty much like they are now."

	"Come on, you know what I mean," she giggled, nudging his thigh with her yoga-panted knee and making his cage tight. "Back then, if you saw a cute girl walking down the street, did you have to, like, rush home and jack off right away?"

	"Lori! I don't it's appropriate for us to talk about things like that!"

	"So that's a yes!" the teen laughed, and Robert felt his face grow warm. She turned to face him, ignoring her TV show for once. "And on hot summer days, when girls like me flashed their panties at guys in our short summer skirts, did guys, like, just get erections in public all the time?"

	He crossed his arms, saying nothing.

	"Mr L! I'm going to release you from your cage in like an hour or so. If you're not even comfortable talking to me about your erections, you're definitely not comfortable enough to have me help you out with them! Should I just mail this key back to your wife then?"

	"No!" he sputtered, watching the teen play with the tiny silver key hanging around her neck. "It's uh, just a little personal to talk about!"

	Lori giggled, stretching her legs. "I know. So... did you guys do, when you saw hot girls like me in short little dresses. Did you pop wood right in front of everybody?"

	"We had a little more control than that, believe it or not."

	She wriggled her toes. "Even if the girl was barefoot with sexy little feet just like you like?"

	His jaw dropped. "I... I.. don't-"

	"Come on Mr L, I see you staring! I painted my toes just for you this morning!" she laughed, sliding her thin feet on top of each other. "I'm going barefoot because it's your fetish, not mine. Do you want me to go back to wearing sneakers all the time instead?"

	A full blush came to his face, but he knew what he had to say even though his throat was bone dry.

	"No. Barefoot is better."

	"Thought so," she giggled. "So spill it- if you saw a hot girl like me walk past and caught a peek at my tiny little panties because I wore my flashing skirt that day, what would you do? Get hard in the showers later?"

	His face was beet red. But he had no choice- he had to cum tonight!

	"Yes. Probably."

	"And then you'd just reach down and stroke until you blew your load all over the shower walls and floor?"

	He couldn't talk!

	Robert just nodded.

	"Ewwwwww!" Lori laughed, shivering. "So gross!"

	"I... usually used my bed, not the showers," he offered.

	"That's even worse!" she laughed. "I can't believe all men were allowed to do that! It's so much better the way things are now!"

	He didn't reply, mortified at what he had just told her.

	"Oh, by the way, I told my math teacher about what you taught me, like compounding interest and stuff, and she was really impressed."

	Thank god, a change of subject, he thought. "Oh. That's good."

	Lori got up, bending over to collect her dinner plate and showing him her tight teen ass in yoga pants again. "Yea, and she showed me how to make graphs for like 5% interest and 15% interest, so I'm, like, totally going to make a graph like that for each man I cocksit! I can't wait to see what the compounding rate of blue balls is!"

	Robert groaned, blushing even more as she put away the dishes. She came back and looked at him, her hands on her hips.

	"Tell you what. It's not quite your bedtime, but why don't you go upstairs, shower and brush your teeth, and then get nude for me and jump into bed? I'll give you a little something special on your release day!"

	He was being sent to bed like a child! And he would be nude for her again! His pride was battling with his aching balls, but looking at her legs in those yoga pants, he knew which would win.

	"Come on, Mr L, I've already seen what you've got," she giggled. "You don't need to wear those silly sweatpants to bed anymore."

	"Fine," he grumbled, going upstairs well before nine o'clock.

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	He showered in cold water, his cock still surging in its cage at what Lori had said.

	A little something special? Could she mean... no! Impossible! But she was going to meet him in the bedroom. And she was working for tips...

	Lori giggled when he came into the master bedroom, motioning for him to drop the towel around his waist.

	"Oh! You look so adorable with your willie tucked away like that!" she laughed, making the older man blush again. "Did you brush your teeth?"

	"Yes!"

	"Did you wash under your cage? I'll be able to tell because I'm going to open it in a second, you know."

	"Yes! Let's get on with this!"

	"Calm down, Mr Eager! Where does your wife keep your restraints?"

	That humbled him. "Under... under the mattress."

	"Get on the bed. You know the position," she giggled, and a red-faced Robert laid on his back, stretching his arms and legs to the four corners of his bed.

	"Oh, these are just toys," she snorted, untangling the plastic and nylon wrist and ankle cuffs Martha always used. "Your wife needs to get herself some serious bondage gear. Leather with steel cuffs and you're never getting out. I'll recommend some sets before she gets back."

	"That's... not necessary," he gulped as Lori secured his first limb, his left wrist.

	"Don't worry, it's sort of my job. That's what they teach us in Sex Ed class nowadays, you know," she giggled, securing his left ankle. The cuff was much tighter than Martha ever tied him! "Condoms, STDs, teen pregnancy, they can skip past all that stuff quick, since cocks can only get hard when we girls want them to. So we have time to study more practical skills," she laughed, putting the cuff around his left ankle. "Mostly, they let us practice taking cages off and on horny virgins and tying them down so they can't get away while we do it. I know more knots than most sailors do!"

	She secured his right ankle, again stretching him more than Martha ever did, and then Robert's teen cocksitter stood above his right wrist, the last cuff dangling in her hand.

	"Now give me your arm, Mr Lewen, and I'll let your cock have that nice, good stretch it's been waiting for."

	"But... with both my arms tied," the confused man said, "how am I supposed to... "

	"I'll take care of that," the teen giggled. "I am a professional cocksitter, after all."

	Robert almost died! She was going to make him cum!

	How would she do it? With her hands? Or her mouth? Oh god, the last blow job he had gotten before Martha was fifteen years ago! What would a new woman feel like?

	He quickly gave Lori his last wrist and she secured it, then went back to tighten each of his restraints, stretching him until he was strung up as tight as a violin string!

	"There we go. Now we're all ready for your release." She bent over his cock, which surged, feeling her hot breath through the bars of his cage. "So I finally get to meet 'little Robert' huh? Hello there, little guy!"

	He groaned in humiliation as the teen shook his chastity cage with her soft hand. "Lori! Please!"

	"I know, I know," she giggled. "But it's not every day I have an executive bank manager's family jewels in my hand, you know. Let me just inspect you for chafing first, before I take it off... "

	It was torture, having to lie there as a teenage lifted and pulled at his cage, giggling as she looked it over from every angle. He could see straight down her shirt, and her hand on his balls made his cock expand against the unyielding steel with incredible force!

	"Someone's happy to see me," she giggled. "Okay, let's get this off."

	Robert thanked the gods. He saw her bend over again, felt a tightness around his balls, and then... nothing but air!

	"Oh fuck! Thank you!" he groaned as his cock was finally free again. It started to stiffen immediately.

	"So fast," she giggled, watching it rise to the ceiling. "Just like the virgins they let us practice locking in sex ed." He couldn't even look at her, he was so embarrassed! "Oh, that's so cute!" she said, checking him out from all sides. "It's like, an adorable little toy penis!"

	He was dying of embarrassment, erecting like a fool in front of this laughing teen while she mocked his size. But he was dying of sexual need too!

	"Lori, please... hurry!"

	"Hurry with what?"

	His face and neck was flame red. How could he ask this? "With... that little something special you were going to give me. I mean... hurry, but make it last, you know?"

	"Oh, right. Gotcha!"

	She dropped into a chair next to his bed and pulled out a thick book from her schoolbag.

	He strained, trying to raise his head to see. "What is that?"

	"My favorite bedtime story. The one I read to all the good little boys I cocksit on their release days." She put her bare feet on top of his covers, stretching and crossing her legs with a giggle. "Now, do you need a drink of water before I read your bedtime story?"

	"No!" he roared.

	This was too much! He had to stay on her good side to get to cum, but did he have to take this, lying here tied up while she read Harry Potter or some other childish nonsense before she jacked him off? Or worse, a Twilight book? The cover of the book she had pulled out certainly looked like one of those stupid vampire novels.

	"Suit yourself," she giggled, then opened to the first page. "The Adventures of Kelli and Tammi, Lesbian Super Spies. Chapter One: The Danger of the Double Headed Dildo-"

	Robert almost choked. "What kind of book is this?!"

	The teen grinned. "My favorite kind. I just put this dumb Twilight cover on it so people don't know what I'm really reading. Now don't interrupt again." She giggled and settled in. "Chapter One: 'Blond, athletic Kelli came out of the ocean, water beading down the micro bikini that barely covered her hard nipples and smooth, shaved crotch. She saw that her partner Tammi, a curvy, big breasted brunette, had fallen asleep nude on the beach again, lying on her stomach with her round ass pointing up in the air, waiting for someone, anyone, to come by and take it. Well, Kelli knew exactly how to wake her partner up... "

	She read to Robert for ten agonizing minutes. The story was preposterous, the plot ridiculous. But the images the book conjured up in his mind had his long-denied cock twitching and freely dripping pre-cum down his shaft.

	She finally put the book down and Robert prepared himself for a quick hand job. Quick, because he wouldn't last a minute after all that build up! But she only took a drink of water and started reading again. After only minute more Robert was squirming, his cock painful.

	"Lori! Stop! Please! Let me orgasm now!"

	"Orgasm?" she asked, then started laughing. "Oh my god! Mr L, this isn't that sort of release day for you! That's too funny!"

	His face got even redder, but he couldn't let this pass!

	"What! You've got to be kidding! I've got to orgasm! Today!"

	Lori was still laughing, but she wiped her eyes and recovered. "Only your wife can authorize that. Cocksitter Club rules. But I was going to call her this weekend to ask her."

	"The weekend!" he roared, pulling at his restraints. They held him as securely as anchors. "That's not fair!"

	She raised an eyebrow at him. "Do you want to wait two weekends? I would love to see your interest in following my cocksitting rules compound," she giggled.

	Robert was suddenly afraid, like he hadn't been since his wife Martha had first locked him up three years ago. He clamped his mouth and shook his head.

	"Good," the teen giggled at the mute man. "Now just relax. I want to finish at least the first two chapters tonight." She opened the book again.

	"Kelli started with her tongue on Tammi's pink, recently washed asshole. But she held her partner's wrists behind her back in an iron grip, so as Tammi awoke, growing ever more horny, she had no choice but to take Kelli's teasing tongue up her ass, even as Tammi kicked her feet and begged the blonde to focus on her needy, dampening pussy instead... "

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	"Wake up Mr L! Time for our run!"

	Robert groaned as she ripped the sheet off him again. "Lori, please! I can't! After that damned book you read me last night, I'm too sore to run today!"

	Lori laughed. "Your balls are too sore, you mean. I almost couldn't get the cage back on you last night."

	"Yes!" he cried, clutching his blue balls in front of her. There was little point in modesty now, but he still tried.

	"Men's balls can never be too sore, Victoria says. She's the Sergeant at Arms of the Cocksitters Club. Maybe I'll bring her over someday this month." Lori yanked his sheets the rest of the way off. "Oh! You made a wet spot on your sheets! Where you thinking of me," she giggled, "or of sexy little Kelli and Tammi?"

	He flushed, still trying to hide his crotch. "Please, no running today!"

	She threw his running shorts at him. "You don't want another chance to watch me shower?"

	Robert groaned as his belt threatened to cut his balls off. "No!"

	The girl giggled, looking at him while chewing at her lower lip.

	"You know... after reading that story, I wet my sheets a little too, last night. But I didn't do anything about it. If you go running with me this morning, Mr L, I'll free your cock again tonight, and we can read more from Kelli and Tammi together. Something about that story always gets me so hot. Unless you'd like to wait three more days to have release again... "

	Despite his painful balls, Robert gulped and started to get up.

	"Give me a second... "

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	"You can try again tomorrow Mr L! See you after school!" Lori laughed as she drove off, leaving a panting, sweating Robert just coming up his walkway just a minute too late. "Byeeee!"

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	More and more, Robert had trouble concentrating at work. It wasn't just because he was seven days backed up at this point, or because his coworkers Jenny and Angela were throwing panty flashes at the belted males around the office all day. His male co-workers told him about each one at the water cooler, but Robert stopped listening halfway through.

	All he could think about was what Lori might wear that night.

	It turned out to be a short plaid skirt, a tight white dress shirt unbuttoned to show some cleavage, and over-the-knee socks with slip-on Mary Jane shoes.

	"Two of the Cocksitter Club go to an all-girl Catholic school," she giggled at the stunned man as he let her in. "They let me borrow their outfits sometimes, even if I have to make the skirts a little shorter. Do you like it?"

	His throat was dry, his cock already starting to strain his cage. "Yes! Lori, please- let me out!"

	"In a few hours," she giggled, bending over to place her book bag down. "What's the longest you've gone without orgasms again?"

	"A week!" he cried. "And it's almost that long now, since I went three days before you came. I really can't go any longer than that!"

	The teen just smiled and sat down on his couch, her short skirt flaring as she did. Robert thought he might have seen a flash of a pink thong between perfect buttcheeks as she dropped.

	"Well I can't let you make a spurtie tonight, I promised I'd call Martha before I did. But I'll let you out for story time again, if you're a good boy for me all night."

	She was using her 'baby' tone on him again. Robert felt his heart race. He had an MBA for fuck's sake! But he forced himself to calm down.

	"Sure."

	"Cool," she giggled, starting to text as she turned on MTV. "And I'm having a friend over tonight, so order extra food for him."

	"Him!"

	"Yeah. My boyfriend Derrick's been dying to see me these last few nights, since I had to be here instead of with him. And Kelli and Tammi got me so hot last night, so I invited him over." She crossed her shiny, baby-smooth legs. "And that's why I wore this cute little schoolgirl outfit too. Derrick loves seeing me in it!"

	Robert stamped his foot. "Now look! I may have to accept you over here each night, but I'm not opening my doors so you and your friends can party and trash this house-"

	"It's just one friend," she laughed. "And it will be after your bedtime anyway, so you won't even know he's here."

	"No!"

	"No?" she giggled, fingering the key around her neck. "That's my favorite word, that I get to say to bad little boys on their release days... "

	Robert groaned, then stomped off to order food for three.

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	He chastised himself for being so stupid as he stripped for bed.

	Of course Lori had a boyfriend! How dense had he been, to think that this girl saw him as anything but another job? She was never going to suck him or wank him or anything! She was just holding some dumb old fart's chastity key while she got her panties wet with a man she truly wanted- someone her own age!

	She hadn't worn that sexy outfit for Robert, even though seeing schoolgirl Lori flounce around all night had been a pleasure for his eyes and a torture on his balls. But it was this 'Derrick' who would get the real benefits of those fuck-me clothes, not him!

	"Now, I'll be up to read to you, if you're still awake after Derrick leaves," she said, appearing at the doorway of his bedroom. "But I want you to stay nude in bed until then and not disturb us, okay? If you need a glass of water, just call and I'll bring it to you."

	Robert just bit his tongue. Any objection might get his orgasm date pushed back even further!

	"Fine!"

	She giggled and left, and about ten minutes later Robert heard her answer the door. And then heard the sounds of two teens talking about whatever teens talked about as they ate their food.

	My food. I'm feeding Derrick so he has energy to pounce and ravage Lori tonight!

	Then, after about fifteen minutes, all the talking stopped.

	Robert thrashed and turned in bed, his cock surging in its cage before being forced back down by the cruel, curved steel. After two minutes of that, he got up and snuck to the stairs.

	He felt ridiculous, sneaking around nude in his own house. But he had to see! He avoided the third step on the stairs, which always creaked, then bent low to peek through the bars of the bannister.

	And exhaled hard.

	They were making out on the couch, Lori straddling a tall, good-looking young man with muscular shoulders under a tight Under Armor shirt.

	Some popular football jock, Robert thought sourly. Of course!

	His big hands were all over her tiny ass, under her skirt, grabbing at the round, perfect globes that Robert had once dreamed of touching like the fool he was. Lori was purring, grinding against the boy's lap as the teens made out hot and heavy.

	Robert's cage tightened painfully, watching Lori in fluid, erotic motion. She moved better than most strippers!

	His cage became a vise as Robert watched his young cocksitter prepare her stud for sex. She nibbled on his ear, let him grope her pert breasts under her shirt, and then started taking off his clothes. Robert couldn't bear to watch Lori get defiled by Derrick, but he couldn't look away either!

	He heard the girl giggle in appreciation as she revealed Derrick's bull-like shoulders and washboard abs, things Robert hadn't had for ten years. She slipped the boy's tight jeans off. And then the moment of truth, when she peeled down the his shorts- And between the boy's legs swung a tight steel chastity cage just like Robert wore!

	"Please babe," Robert heard the nude boy pant, clutching his bursting cage. "Unlock me already!"

	Robert couldn't look away. Derrick was obviously hung, his cage was twice the size of Robert's- but it was locked just the same!

	"Oh damn, I just remembered! I gave the key back to your mom last week!" Lori pouted, rubbing her thighs together as she looked helplessly at his trapped cock. "And I'm really horny, too!"

	The boy started throwing his clothes back on. "Let's go to my place! I'll get the key from Mom and-"

	"No, I've got stay here and watch little Robert," she sighed, then looked up at the stairs. The nude Robert ducked back just in time. "But maybe I can still make you feel better? Can I suck you Derrick, please? Just a little bit?"

	Out of sight with his back to the wall, Robert's cage got tight as he heard the sounds of sucking and licking, and then Derrick's moans. He chanced a peek out and almost fell off the steps.

	Lori was licking all over Derrick's tight balls and sucking on his cock right around his steel cage! Her eyes were closed as she performed a slow, sensual blowjob. Derrick started off making sounds of pleasure, but soon the jock was soon crying out in pain.

	"Lori, stop! Fuck! I can't take that any more! Please!"

	His whimpering sounded just like Robert's had last night, and that made the older man smile just a little.

	"But that's not fair!" Lori pouted. "I'm still all hot and bothered, and I wanna suck some cock! Let me lick you for like another few minutes, and then you can get me off with your tongue and go home."

	"What? I ain't doing that! Let's just go get the key-"

	"I don't want to get fucked, Derrick! A girl just needs to get licked regularly or she'll go crazy. And it's been four days!"

	"Come on, Lori!"

	"If you don't want to play anymore, I guess I'll just go upstairs and check on little Robert-"

	Robert raced back to his bedroom, forgetting the creaky third step. Listening from his bed, he heard the argument continue for another minute, and then the front door closed very loudly. As if a frustrated, blue-balled footballer had slammed it hard on his way out.

	A minute later, Robert heard small girl feet padding up the steps to his room and pretended to be fast asleep.

	"Oh, I know you're still awake," she giggled, sitting in her reading chair. "I heard you spying on me as I blew Derrick. You really should get that third step fixed."

	Robert blushed, turning to face her. "I... didn't watch for long!"

	"Well, then you're more of a gentleman than most of the men I cocksit," she giggled. She reached into her bookbag and pulled out the Twilight-covered book again. "Now, where were we? Oh yes, the Sybian machine torture. It's one of my favorite chapters!"

	"Lori, please, let me out of this cage first!" Robert begged. "I can't take it, after that!"

	"After watching Derrick and me make out, you mean?"

	He blushed more. "Yes."

	"Okay," she giggled. "Let's tie you down, you dirty old man."

	She quickly had him spread-eagled again.

	"So, you've never... gone all the way with Derrick?" Robert asked, hoping.

	"Oh sure I have!" she laughed, sitting down again. "Whenever I wanted! Look, I've got his key right here!"

	Lori pulled a girly keyring from her bag and showed Robert another tiny chastity key. "I just told him I didn't have it so I could give him blue balls a little while longer! He'll be pissed when he talks to his mom tonight, but in a few days he'll come back to me with flowers to try again. That's what boyfriends are for, right?"

	Robert had no words. This is what the next generation of women was like?

	The girl checked his restraints, then reached for his cage with his key. He erected just as quickly as he had the night before.

	"Look at that little guy go!" she laughed, watching the blushing man grow. "You know, I didn't realize how small your dick was until I saw Derrick's again. Like, his all caged up is as big as yours hard. Is it normal for guys your age to have cocks that are half the size of teenagers?"

	He blushed. "I don't know about half!"

	"Do you want me to get a ruler?"

	"NO!"

	"Okay," Lori giggled. "Maybe it just looks smaller from this angle." She sat back in the chair, crossing her bare feet on the bed inches from his hip, making Robert's cock dance even as the red-faced man tried not to let it. "It's still just the most adorable little dick I've seen, though! Now, let see what Kelli and Tammi get up to tonight-"

	"Lori! Wait!"

	"Yes?"

	His throat was raw, his face was on fire. But he had to know!

	"You had Derrick's key- why didn't you unlock him? Do you hate him?"

	"Of course not!" she laughed. "I love my stud muffin!" She pushed Robert's hip playfully with her bare foot, making his stiff cock waggle in the air. "But how could spend time pleasing Derrick's huge cock, when I knew your adorable little boner was waiting up here, for me to read him his little beddy-bye story and get all hard and drippy?"

	Robert blushed furiously as the girl laughed at his smaller, already dripping cock. But that meant she had chosen him over Derrick.

	And he could accept that answer.

	She giggled and opened her book again. "After agents Kelli and Tammi had been captured by the knockout gas, they woke up to find themselves tied nude, straddling two powerful vibrating benches called Sybians. And their arch enemy, French counter agent Suzi leBomb held the controls! Suzi needed the codes to Tammi's safe, and started turning up the vibrations, laughing as Kelli and Tammi began to sweat and moan as the seconds passed... "

	Lori read to him for ten minutes, until Robert's rock hard dick started to flag.

	"Awwww, is little Robert not interested in the sexy story any more?"

	"What? How long do you expect me to stay hard?"

	"Derrick's cock stays hard for thirty minutes when I'm sucking and teasing him. Are you saying you're a third of the man Derrick is?"

	Robert blushed. "No! But... I'm tired from work! It was a long day!"

	"Sure it was," Lori giggled. And then the girl leaned forward, her pink glossy lips inches from his sagging cock, and blew a gentle stream of air across his shaft.

	Robert groaned as his painful dick started to rise again!

	"All men love my blowjobs," she giggled. She puffed air across his tingling skin until he was rock hard again, then read to him for another five minutes, until he started to sag.

	"You're getting soft again?" she laughed. "We're just getting to the good part!"

	"Lori... I can't... "

	Leaning back in a chair with her legs still on the bed, the teen giggled and crossed her legs a different way. Suddenly Robert could see the hint of pink a thong under her skirt and the lower globes of her perfect ass!

	"Come on," she giggled. "Just a few more minutes? For me?"

	And she laughed as the older man's cock sprung to life yet again.

	After five more minutes of twitching erection, his PC muscles really were exhausted, and his softening cock flopped down into the lake of collected pre-cum on his belly.

	Robert turned to her, his face red. "Lori, I'm sorry! I just can't keep it up anymo-"

	He was shocked when the girl kissed him on the cheek.

	"That's good enough for tonight. Don't worry, Mr L. I'll keep training you on your release days, and soon you'll be able to keep it up just as long as Derrick can. And then your wife will be so proud of you." She wiped his stomach and cock clean of pre-cum like a mother caring for a baby, and then locked his cock back into its cage like a pro and kissed his cheek again.

	"And I'll be so proud of you, too."

	Robert was impossibly horny. His full blue balls ached like never before, and he knew visions of Lori's little pink panties up her skirt would haunt him constantly at work tomorrow.

	But for the first night in months, Robert fell asleep immediately, and slept the whole night through.

- Part 3

	"Release day, Mister Lewen! And it's the first one where you actually have a chance to spurt!" Lori laughed, checking that his wrists and ankles were secured to the bed. "That's if your wife says it's okay for me to help, of course. Aren't you excited?"

	The nude man blushed. Ten days into his wife's vacation, his teenage cocksitter had already seen his cock strain in his tiny chastity cage for her a dozen times. But every time she giggled at it, he felt like a little kid instead of a major local bank's executive vice president. He brought home six figures for god's sake!

	He gulped. "What.. what if she says no?"

	"Well, then we'll just have a normal, relaxing Saturday at home won't we?"

	Today the teen was dressed in a short, light sundress that hinted that she wore absolutely nothing underneath it. To see her bare, tanned limbs flashing around his house for the rest of the day, without cumming this morning would be anything but relaxing...

	"Lori, please! It's been too long already! I'll never survive if Martha says no!"

	"That's what my brother always says on his release days," Lori giggled, settling between his spread legs to bring the key around her neck into his cage. "He swears that, if he doesn't cum this time, his balls will really explode!" She bent low to turn the key and Robert almost died, watching her pert, free breasts swing under her light dress. "I'm supposed to let him have a quick wank once a week," she giggled, "but it's been three straight months without orgasm and he hasn't exploded yet! So I'm sure you can go one silly week more. Here we are."

	His tight steel cock cage finally came off and Robert erected for her immediately, like he always did.

	"Oh god, thank you! Please, call Martha! Hurry!"

	Lori frowned at his crotch. "Let me trim down all this hair first. I noticed it getting a little unruly last time I let you out for a bedtime story."

	"I really don't think we need to do that. I'm fine with my pubic hair the way it-"

	But she had already left the room.

	Robert groaned, his steel hard dick painful, but he was unable to do anything about it! A minute later she returned, with a pink razor, a steaming bowl of water, shaving cream and a large and small towel.

	"Lori, really, you don't have to shave me!"

	"I don't have to," she giggled, sitting cross-legged between his stretched, spread legs. "But it will make getting your cage on and off so much easier. And you'll look so sleek and innocent, when you're as bare as a baby down there- you'll see!"

	"Totally bare?!" Robert moaned, both from the humiliation and the feeling of her deft hand lathering him. "But you let Derrick keep hair around his crotch!"

	"I knew I shouldn't have let you watch me blow him yesterday," Lori sighed, starting on the edges of his bush with the razor. "And besides, a close, trimmed scruff around a thick cock and balls looks manly and commanding. That's not really the vibe you're working with, is it?"

	She giggled as she took off another swath of hair and Robert's face got red with shame.

	He moaned in pleasure as her smooth hands pulled his cock one way and then the other, slick with shaving cream. It felt so good, like a slippery handjob- "Oh my god, don't spurt while I'm shaving you!" she laughed, letting go of his cock as it twitched dangerously. "Are you, like, a premature ejaculator too?"

	"No!" But after thirteen days in the cage, Robert knew the answer was otherwise!

	Lori giggled and gently regripped his shaft again. "You better not! If you surprise me by squirting, Mr L, I'm just going to let go and ruin it for you, just so you know. And I'll tell your wife."

	Face red, Robert closed his eyes and used all his will not to cum as the girl continued her work. He took many deep breaths, and tried very, very hard to not think about her bare legs and how the short dress kept riding up as she knelt on the bed. After an eternity, he felt her wiping down his crotch with a warm towel.

	"There we go, all done! A dick as clean as a choir boy's," she giggled, wiping his cock clean. "And just about as long."

	He opened his eyes and saw his crotch had been shaved completely bald. He looked so silly!

	"Okay, you've had your fun! Now please... Lori... call Martha?"

	"Okay, okay, sheesh, you're so impatient!" She opened her cell phone and put it on his chest on speaker, and then dialed a number as she continued wiping the last of the shaving foam from him.

	Martha's phone rung once. Then twice. Then a third time.

	Robert started sweating. Oh hell, what if she didn't answer? What if she was hung over, and couldn't hear her pho- "Hello?" a sleepy voice answered. "Who is it?"

	Robert almost cried out in joy. But before he could speak, Lori squeezed his balls hard and made the 'shush' gesture. Robert froze, his mouth open!

	"Just me, Mrs Lewen," Lori answered, still holding his balls tight in her tiny hand. "I called to ask you about something important to Robert."

	"Oh, okay. I guess I should get up anyway. They never let the liquor stop flowing here, Lori- it doesn't make for a lot of early mornings!"

	"I hear ya," the teen laughed. "And how's the food?"

	Robert gulped. She had made a noose around the top of his balls with her thumb and forefinger, and Lori was pulling his balls lower as she talked, increasing his discomfort!

	"Oh my goodness Lori!" the phone crackled. "The buffets are delicious! And the beaches are pure white sand- they go on for miles!"

	The teen grinned at Robert, as she finally let go of his balls but gave him the 'stay quiet' gesture again. "Come on, Mrs L. Tell me the real deal- how sexy are the pool boys? You can be honest, Robert's downstairs watching TV."

	"Well, just between you and me," Martha giggled, "they're hot and hung, every one of them! They don't have Locking Laws down here, probably because they couldn't make cages big enough to fit!"

	Robert's jaw dropped, but just a few fingers around his aching balls kept him from speaking out.

	"Mrs Lewen!" Lori giggled, using her eyes to remind Robert to keep quiet. "Have you been a little bit naughty?"

	"Well... a little bit," Robert's wife admitted. "If you consider it naughty letting a hot masseuse oil down your naked body and then... slip a few fingers where he shouldn't to give you a happy ending!"

	"You go, Mrs Lewen! You only live once!" the teen giggled as Robert's eyes bugged out.

	Another man had fingered his wife?! How did she let that happen?

	But then Martha's voice got serious. "But it got me thinking, Lori... um... you haven't helped Robert out in that way yet, have you?"

	"Oh no, Mrs L!" Lori giggled, checking around Robert's cock, to shave twice over a spot she had only gotten once. "A girl of the Cocksitters Club would never do that without the keyholder's express permission!"

	"Oh good, good," his wife said, even as Robert bit his tongue. "So he hasn't cum with you... at all?"

	He was going to explode, right in Lori's hands as she shaved him! His balls were tight, and Lori gave them a quick hard squeeze to bring him back from the edge.

	"Nope!" she giggled.

	"Not once?" Martha asked. "It's been... ten days, hasn't it?"

	Robert gasped. It had been thirteen days- Martha had kept him denied three days before Lori arrived. Had she really forgotten?

	"Something like that," Lori said. "And that's why I called. It's not Cocksitter Club policy to let men take matters into their own hands. It's just too much effort to get them back in their cages if they're not tied down, you know? So, Robert wanted me to ask you... did you really want me to give him a quick handy, or would it be okay with you if I didn't? I know you usually only keep him three days, but he thinks he can go a lot longer, like another whole week. And he just wants your permission to try- isn't that so sweet?!"

	Robert's cry of protest was muffled by Lori's hands over his mouth.

	"Oh my goodness!" Martha was laughing. "I mean, I've always wanted to deny Robert longer for longer periods of time... to see how far he could really go. The girls in the salon always made fun of me, but I always felt too guilty and let him cum after just a few days!"

	"Well you know what your husband told me? It's like an investment," Lori giggled. "The longer you wait, the bigger the benefits will be! He might even be able to go the whole month! He really wants to do this for you."

	"Well, okay!" his wife laughed, and Robert's eyes got wide, making Lori just giggle. "Just imagining him up there, aching and pining for my benefit... whew! Lori, my thighs are tingling- I think I might have to book another massage today!"

	"Make sure you give him a good tip! And that he earns every penny!" the girl giggled. "I'll keep your husband locked up nice and tight to make sure his interest in you keeps growing! I'll call you in ten days to let you know how it's going."

	"Thank you dear! You're a godsend!" Martha giggled, and then hung up.

	Lori giggled and jumped off the bed as the nude Robert thrashed.

	"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!" he cried, pulling at his restraints but getting nowhere.

	She flicked his nuts lightly and Robert calmed down. "What I did, was make your wife, who is surrounded by hot studly poolboys and pina coladas all day, get all slippery wet thinking about your devotion to her. I got her engines thinking about your blue balls and I just made sure you're going to have some amazing sex when she gets home." She wiped off her hands. "You're welcome."

	"No!" he yelled. "I don't want that!"

	"Don't you?" the teen giggled, looking at his crotch. "You seem pretty excited by the idea."

	"But... but the masseuse... and the poolboys... "

	"Oh, she'll get a little taste while she's away. All women have to have a bit on the side nowadays, with their husbands locked up tight. And the ones with the more extremely... " she gave his dick a significant look, "size challenged husbands usually have a few more lovers than most. I even cheat on Derrick a few times a year, just to prove that his big dick can't keep me tied down. Martha will let some young stud lay nine or ten inches of pipe into her as she's stretched like she's never been before, and then she'll come back to you, satisfied and ready to hold your key again."

	Robert couldn't believe it. His wife, getting pounded by a thick cock, shuddering as she locked her ankles around some stud's back, begging for it harder, faster- His dick jerked and Robert almost came!

	Lori smirked and sat in her reading chair again. "Tell you what, Mr Lewen, why don't I read you two chapters from Kelli and Tammi today to calm you down and then we can go out to the mall for some ice cream?"

	"No!" he cried. "Just get out of here! I don't want any of your stupid story!"

	"Mr L! Don't be mean-"

	"I mean it! Just leave me alone!"

	"Okay," she sighed. "Back in the cage you go."

	Within seconds, Robert felt his balls being stretched as Lori slipped a tight steel ring around them.

	"No! Leave me out! No!" He struggled, bucking and twisting, but she rode his thighs like an expert cowgirl, fitting on one piece of his cage after another.

	"You men always make such a fuss about being locked back up without cumming," she giggled, as she turned the key with a loud click. "As if it wasn't the most normal thing in the world."

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	Robert didn't want a bedtime story that night, or the night after.

	He stalked and grumbled around while Lori was there, staying in the opposite end of the house while she studied or watched TV, and he was a absolute storm cloud at work.

	"Having trouble at home?" Angela laughed, dangling a heel from her stockinged toe as yet another sales meeting Robert ran went poorly. "Are you worried about your wife being away for a month?"

	"I'm more worried about your projections for the third quarter!" he railed, not looking at the woman's shapely legs. Jenny and Angela's teasing today had been extra effective in his state. "Why don't you calculate your whole forecast- again!"

	"Are you sure you want me to do that?" the tall brunette chuckled, slowly uncrossing her legs to let him see her black panties for an instant.

	They were exquisite silk, covering a mound he had dreamed of licking for years. But they paled in comparison to the tiny teen who would be flouncing around his house when he got home.

	Robert shocked the woman by looking her in the eyes, not the crotch.

	"Yes. I do. All of them. And tell Jenny to redo hers as well. I don't care if you girls have to stay here all night!"

	Angela's jaw dropped as he turned to leave.

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	After two days, Robert started being less angry at home, almost civil. After four days, he sought Lori out.

	The teen was reading, laying face down on his couch while wearing a tight tee and tiny cheerleading skirt. Her skirt had flipped up a little in the back, and he could see an unobstructed view of her light blue thong stretched between perfect teenage buttcheeks. He could tell she knew he was there, but she did nothing to cover herself. He coughed.

	"Um, Lori?"

	She didn't look up, just let her bare feet swing a little behind her. "Oh. I didn't know we were talking again."

	"I'm sorry. I was mad- you didn't even ask Martha if I could cum!"

	"I did something better- make Martha think you didn't want to cum when she wasn't around. Now she loves you even more." She reached down to adjust the thong in the crack of her perfect tight ass. "And then you got all pissy about it."

	The steel ring around his balls seemed like it was going to castrate him!

	"Okay, I'm sorry! But... it's my release date again. Could we... read some of Kelli and Tammi tonight?"

	"Nah. You're waiting until Saturday at least."

	"What!"

	She finally looked up. "You've been a real grouch this week, Mr Lewen. And you didn't go on any of our morning runs!"

	"I'll go on the runs, I'm sorry!" he said, clutching his cage through his pants. "This ache in my balls- it's not normal! It's much worse this time! I knew I couldn't go this long!"

	"Sure you can't," she giggled, turning back to her math book and letting her bare feet swing behind her ass. "You'll start going on morning runs with me again?"

	"Yes!"

	"And letting me read bedtime stories to you every night? We've fallen behind if we want to finish the book by the end of the month."

	"Okay! Fine! Just let me out!"

	"Saturday I said. Done."

	"But-"

	"End of discussion," she giggled, chewing on his chastity key between her pink bubblegum lips as she kept reading.

	Robert moaned in distress, but went off to watch sports.

	Lori's mother called her home for something before he went to bed, but she would let herself in around midnight and be there for his morning run. But as he tossed and turned that night in bed, his dick straining in its tight metal, he realized something.

	He missed her.

	Even though she had never made him cum, he missed her giggles as he erected. He missed the way she would play-act all the voices and moans of Kelli and Tammi out of the book, like she was in a recording booth. He missed her kissing him on the forehead, and seeing her pantied ass as she waved goodnight and turned off the light.

	Robert missed his cocksitter.

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	Things started returning to normal.

	They went on morning runs, Robert going all out to catch her to see her in the shower, but the girl always managed to giggle and pull out of his reach, even if he got closer each day. But things were changing.

	His gut was shrinking from the runs. His ass and legs were getting harder. He didn't hate how he looked in the mirror as much. And he could tell the muscles around his penis were growing stronger. Lori read to him every other night until he couldn't stay hard each night, but each time that was a little bit longer. A few more weeks of exercise and his cock would rival the hardness any that Martha had found at her resort!

	And Lori started inviting Derrick over again every few days. Sometimes they just made out and she sent him home frustrated, and sometimes they went farther, Robert spying from awkward angles as she went down on her boyfriend, or Derrick clumsily pleasured her with his untrained tongue.

	One night, after Robert had ordered the food and laid out the plates and sodas for the two teens before he went upstairs, Lori tied the nude man to the bed before her boyfriend came over.

	"So you won't peep on us," she giggled. "We're going to do some adult things tonight."

	But she did take off Robert's cage so he could get hard And he did, listening to the two teens energetically fuck downstairs on his couch. Lori was either a moaner or she was putting on a show for both Derrick and the tied up man upstairs, but Robert ended with a lake of pre-cum on his belly.

	After he heard five orgasms, two of them Derrick's, he heard the front door close. Then he heard someone pad upstairs and take a shower in the hall bathroom. And after a while, Lori came into his bedroom, wearing just a tiny belly-baring t-shirt and panties.

	"Sorry that took so long," she giggled, drying her hair. "Derrick had a lot of stress built up in his blue balls." She giggled. "I can't imagine why."

	Robert's cock was painful, jumping and dripping at just the sight of her in her undies!

	"Oh, you like?" she laughed, looking at the dumbfounded man. "Good little boys who agree not to whine get little presents." The blonde tossed her wet hair and struck a sexy little pose, pulling at the sides of her panties. The shirt still covered her chest but her nipples were hard visible points under it. "Since you agreed to delay your orgasm, I figured I'd dress more casually around the house until Saturday when we call your wife again. That okay?"

	He swallowed hard. "Yes!"

	"Though so," she giggled, stretching her nude legs on the bed. This time she put her feet right on his thigh, inches from his dripping, twitching cock. "Now, where were we?"

	"Chapter eleven," he gulped. "Tammi had just gotten locked into the harness with the two-side dildo, and it was going to explode if she and Kelli stopped fucking!"

	Lori smiled. "That's right. Tammi grabbed two big handfuls of Kelli's nude ass and plunged deeper into her partner's pussy. "We can't stop!" she cried. "Not yet... "

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	One day Derrick came over, but then left after just ten minutes, and Lori stormed upstairs in a huff.

	"Can you believe that? His stupid coach called him for some stupid weightlifting session and he left without even licking me once! And I'm so horny!"

	"You... really wanted to get licked by Derrick tonight? Between your legs?" Robert asked, from where he was tied to the bed. Lori had made him set out a whole bowl of condoms downstairs- she had planned on fucking her boyfriend many times.

	"God yes! I was practically dripping at school today! Even putting on this little outfit gets my engines going!"

	His throat felt like sandpaper. His heart was pounding out of his chest. "You know... I... I could lick you if you want. My wife says I'm really good at it. And you don't have to do anything back to me! I promise!"

	Robert saw her looking at his nude body, his hard, aching cock, the restraints holding him securely. And then she broke out into belly laughs.

	"Oh Mr Lewen! You're so funny!" She dropped into her reading chair, not bothering to cross her legs to hide her panties, which were starting to soak through. "I guess we'll both have to be satisfied with seeing what the girls get up to tonight," she giggled, then licked her finger to turn the page, even as his eyes feasted on the view of her panties. "Chapter Thirteen. Kelli tasted Tammi's shaved pussy, relieved they had made it past the prison guards, even though they were still nude, trapped behind enemy lines, and very, very horny... "

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	"Wakey wakey, it's release day again!" Lori giggled, skipping into the room in a shirt and panties. "And I've got good news!"

	Robert's trapped cock jumped in its cage. "Martha said I could cum?!"

	The girl nodded as she tied him down. "She did! I called her last night and I think she felt bad for um, sucking a few guys off at a late night party? Anyway, she okayed a quick handy to relieve your balls." The girl tied down his last limb, then looked at him. "If you want it, that is."

	"Yes! Please!"

	Robert tried not to think about Martha swallowing some strange poolboy's load- wait, had Lori said 'guy' or 'guys'?- but instead focused on finally getting to cum. And when she took the tight cage off, he practically yelled in relief.

	"THANK GOD!"

	"Ooops, you've got a little fuzz growing back," she giggled as he erected. "Let's shave that off before we start."

	That was another torture, but he made it through without prematurely ejaculating into her hand, even if he was quivering at the end, his crotch totally bald again.

	"Please, Lori! I've got to orgasm now! I can't take it anymore!"

	Lori smiled. "Okay. Come on in, Celeste."

	Robert struggled against his bonds as a short Hispanic teen walked in and then laughed at his nude form.

	"Oh my goodness, it's true what they say about white guys!" the raven-haired girl said. "That prick is smaller than my little brother's!"

	"Mine too," Lori giggled, then patted Robert's thigh. "But he makes up for it with his personality."

	"What's SHE doing here?!" Robert roared, yanking at his bonds. It just made his dick bounce for the two girls. "She can't see me like this!"

	"He has this thing about being humiliated," Lori giggled as Robert's cock danced for them. "It's something to do with being a high-up bank manager or something."

	Celeste just smacked her gum. "I know. That's why I'm here."

	"Who are you?" Robert yelled as the blush spread down his nude body. "Why is she here? We've never met!"

	"Yeah we did," the black haired girl said. "My dad came in for a loan like a month ago, and you turned him down flat. You don't even remember him, do you, you rich whitey? Pablo De Sosa?"

	Robert gulped. It was hard to think while he was fully nude in front of these giggling girls! But it was coming back to him...

	"Um... okay... I remember... Mr De Sosa. Business expansion loan."

	"That's him. So why didn't you give my dad that loan?"

	"I had to deny him! His credit score was 510!"

	The girl crossed her arms. "He was trying to expand his carpentry business so he could make money for sending me to college! He's a good man!"

	Robert swallowed. "I'm sure he is. But it doesn't matter what he wants the money for, I can't give a loan to someone with a credit score that small!"

	"Well I don't think little dicks this small should get to shoot their load," the girl said, sneering at his erect penis. She turned to Lori. "And you said I got to decide if he cums?"

	"Sure," the blonde giggled, swinging the gold chain around her finger. "The choice is all yours."

	"No!" Robert begged. "Please, Lori, Martha said I could cum!"

	"And I say my good friend Celeste gets to decide."

	The mexican girl hooted in laughter. "So I guess you're going back in your cage with blue balls, loser!"

	"No!" He looked at his cocksitter. "Please! You can't let her!"

	"I thought you really wanted to cum today," Lori said. "Celeste is a good friend, and every boy in school talks about how good her blowjobs are. When she said her dad needed your help to get a loan, I figured it would be a no-brainer, Mr L. You help her out... she uses her skilled tongue to help you out... win win. Why can't you just give her dad the loan?"

	Robert shook his head. "I can't! For a loan like that, his credit score needs to be 700, at least!"

	"And I think dicks need to be at least 7 inches long if they're going to have any fun in my mouth," Celeste said. "Lock this little dick back up, Lori!"

	The blond nimbly slipped the steel ring around Robert's balls as he started to struggle.

	"Oh well," she giggled, having no problem putting the rest of his cage on. "I guess we'll try again in three days."

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	Later, Robert was pulling at his cage through his slacks as he left for the office.

	"Lori, please, I'm begging you. I need to cum!"

	"And Celeste's family needs that loan," Lori giggled, putting on her shoes. "She's a good friend, and you were a bank manager. I never imagined you would choose to be denied longer!"

	"I can't give a loan to a 510!"

	"And I can't give a handjob to a five incher who doesn't help my friends out." She kissed him on the cheek. "Have a good day at work, Mr L."

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	Robert had a miserable day. His cock cage seemed three sizes too small!

	Finally, around lunch, he gave up and started filling out the loan approval form.

	When he gave it to Angela to enter into the computer, she scoffed.

	"A credit score of a 510?! Who approved this loan?"

	"I did," he said, feeling the weight of the cage around his balls. "Just enter it!" he ordered, storming off to ice his balls.

	An hour later, Angela and the bank president, a woman named Marie, entered his office.

	"What does this de Sosa family have on you, Robert?" Marie asked. "Did they steal your chastity key or something? You know we can't approve a credit score this low."

	"Mr De Sosa is a honest, ambitious, hard working man," Robert growled. "He's trying to live the American dream. That's exactly the type of small business this bank was created to support!"

	Marie looked at Angela. "And you checked? This family doesn't have any connection to Robert? And his key hasn't been reported stolen?"

	"Not that I can see," Angela said. She was wearing her black stockings today, the ones Robert had used to love the best. "They have an attractive daughter, Celeste, but I checked her social media sites. I can't see any connection between her and our esteemed vice president."

	Marie eyed the nervous Robert, then finally stamped the paper "Approved". "This loan better work out," she said, handing him the form. "Or by next month I'll have Angela in that chair and you be lucky if you're shining her shoes!"

	Robert held his composure as they walked to the door. As soon as they left, he exhaled and grabbed his aching, tight cage, because all he could imagine was being forced to shine Angela's four inch heels while she was still wearing those black stockings.

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	"You did? That's great!" Lori cried, going up onto her tiptoes to hug the man. "Celeste will be SO happy!"

	She was wearing tiny khaki shorts and tank top, and Robert fought to keep his hands from sliding down to cup the teen's tight, perfect ass, just inches from his grasp.

	"Does that mean... I can orgasm now?" he gulped.

	The blond giggled, stepping back. "Well... "

	"What!" he demanded.

	"You know how, like, the longer you wait to pay off a loan, the amount you have to pay keeps going up because of interest... "

	"What do you mean!"

	Lori gave him a big grin. "I mean... we're so close to you making it an entire month without orgasm. You've never made it an entire month, have you?"

	"No. But Lori, please-"

	The girl giggled and kissed his cheek. "Tell you what. Go five more days. I'll read to you every night and you'll get to see every pair of panties that I own. And at the end... I'll invite Celeste back over for a night that you'll never forget. Deal?"

	Robert shook his head. His balls felt like they were full of lead and the size of tennis balls already!

	"Lori... I... I can't!"

	She whispered in his ear, her hot breath making his cage impossibly tight.

	"I bet you can."

- Part 4 - Finale

	"My my, Mr Lewen, just look how far you've come!" Lori giggled as Robert rushed to lay out plates for their Chinese take out. "Did you ever think you'd be setting the table in front of teenaged girl wearing nothing but your chastity cage and a smile?"

	"I am not smiling!" the nude man cried, trying to get the humiliating task over with as quickly as possible.

	It was day twenty seven, his last scheduled night out of the cage before Martha got home. Lori had to let him orgasm tonight, she had to- and that's the only reason he agreed to her humiliating suggestion to strip this far ahead of bedtime! She had seen him nude before, why did her giggles make him blush each time?

	"Well then that's something we've still got to work on, isn't it?" the girl laughed, and as he rushed past with his hands full of takeout, she gave his bare butt a solid spank.

	"Lori!"

	"Oh hush. You love being nude for me, I can already see your little stiffie stretching your cage," she giggled, making the naked man blush anew as he rushed to the kitchen and back. "Don't worry, I won't tell your wife how hard you try to get every time I make you strip. If I did, she might never let you wear clothes at home again!"

	"Thanks. I so appreciate that," Robert said. But he was smiling as he said it.

	Lori grinned and crossed her legs.

	"Make sure to set a place for Celeste too."

	Robert swallowed hard. "She's... she's coming over for dinner?"

	"Of course. If a girl is coming all this way just to suck you off, you should offer her a meal too. That's just being a good host."

	His hands were shaking, but Robert went to get another place setting anyway. "Oh... okay."

	Lori smiled and picked up her chopsticks. "Celeste's really good at sucking cock, you know. All the boys talk about her like she's a legend. They say she sucked Jimmy Heyser off right through his cage, and he exploded while he was still all locked up!" Lori sucked a long Chinese noodle into her mouth, giggling as the man blushed even more.

	"But... you're going to unlock me for my blowjob, right? You're not going to make me cum through my cage are you?!" It was painful just getting half hard in his little steel prison- cumming in the cage after a month of teasing would be agonizing if he wasn't free!

	The teen laughed. "Oh Mr L, I'm not going to make you do anything. And don't worry, as soon as Celeste gets here, I'll unlock you with this little key and... " She lifted the tiny silver key hanging around her neck, but then her eyes got wide. She stopped, looking at the key more closely, and then all the color drained from her face.

	"Oh no."

	"What!?"

	"This... this is Derrick's key! I must have switched them when he threw me down and fucked me on your couch last night-"

	Robert jumped up, almost turning over the table. "NO! We've got to call Derrick's mother right now! Hurry, before it's too-"

	The teen was laughing, holding her stomach. "Oh god, you fell for it! You're so funny, Mr L!"

	Robert's face turned three shades of red and then he sat back down, cleaning up the fried rice he had spilled. "You shouldn't joke about things like that. It's... it's very mean to us men."

	"Oh Mr L," Lori laughed, "you should know by now, a girl of the Cocksitter's Club would never lose her key. It's more precious to me than it is even to you." And with an air of ceremony, she lifted the key on its chain and kissed it with her glossy, pink lips. And even that made the ring around Robert's balls seem two sizes too small! Lori put his key back around her neck, settling it between her breasts so he could see. "Don't worry- this will be a night you'll never forget. And one your wife never needs to know about."

	Robert started trying to eat again, even though his heart was going a mile a minute. The teen was bringing over one of her hot girlfriends to give Robert a slow, excellent blowjob, as a reward for following her instructions all month. And no one was going to tell his wife.

	After tonight, he was going to go on-line and give Lori the best review in history.

	Lori giggled as the man jumped when the front doorbell rang. "Why don't you go get that? That'll be Celeste."

	His gut clenched as he looked down at his nude body. "But... but... "

	"She's seen it already. And it's just proper that you greet her at the door."

	Stomach tumbling, Robert went to his front door nude, checked through the peephole, then took a deep breath and opened it.

	"Well aren't you all dressed to party?" the cute Mexican teen laughed, looking him up and down.

	Robert blushed and tried to cover himself, but it was futile. She smiled, looking at everything he had.

	Lori called out from the dining room, "Come on in Celeste!" and Robert nodded, quickly, looking at the empty but well lit street behind the girl.

	"Yes, come in! Please!"

	The girl did, and Robert finally got to close his front door.

	"Thank you so much for approving my father's loan," the black-haired girl said as she took off her shoes in the foyer. "He's already made ten percent of it back with the new equipment he bought. He'll pay it off in no time!"

	He was starting to sweat, being nude, so close to a new girl. "No problem."

	His normally deep, commanding voice came out as a squeak.

	"Oh my god, Lori, he's so nervous! He's like a little shivering Chihuahua!" Celeste laughed as she joined her friend at the dinner table.

	"Yeah, I haven't gotten Mr L fully broken in yet," Lori laughed. "Maybe his wife will let me train him more some other time." She looked up at him. "Why don't you get Celeste and I two cold beers to go with dinner?"

	The curly black-haired girl's eyes got wide and she whispered to Lori, but Robert heard it. "He let's you have beer? Even though you're underage?"

	Lori answered out loud, smiling at Robert the whole time. "Of course! My sweet Robbie doesn't want to make me mad. Not tonight!"

	Robert sighed and got the beers from the fridge, but when he handed them to the two beaming girls, he said in his sternest voice: "But only one beer each tonight. That's my rule."

	Lori sat up in her chair and tried to look appropriately serious. "Of course, Mr L. You wear the pants around here."

	And the girls broke into laughs as the nude Robert sat down, straining in his cage.

	Robert was their fetching wench all through dinner, getting more beers, ice, plates and food at their command, and trying not to get hard in front of the giggling Celeste. But every time his cage got even a little bit tight, Lori would point it out and both girls would laugh about it.

	"Wow, he's so... domesticated!" Celeste laughed as Robert cleared their dishes and the extra food away after they were finished. "Do all men become your little bitch when you cocksit them?"

	The teen was halfway through her third beer and speaking a bit too loudly.

	"Oh, Mr L just likes to be helpful," Lori giggled, through her third beer as well. She wasn't being as loud as the other girl was, but her cheeks were starting to redden. The blond patted the bustling man's ass with one hand, twiddling the key around her neck with the other. "He just wants to keep me happy. Speaking of which, come here, you cutie!"

	Robert's hopes surged as he went to her, hands full of dishes, and Lori took the key from her neck and inserted it into his belt, right there at the dinner table!

	But she didn't turn it.

	"Now, I'm trusting you by doing this, Mr L," she said, looking him in the eye. "You're not going to make me regret not tying you down first, are you?"

	His throat got tight. Was this really going to happen? He shook his head.

	"Of course not, Lori!"

	"Okay. No touching yourself. Ever. But remember to have some fun tonight," she giggled, and then turned the key.

	The lock popped with a click that echoed in Robert's ears and Lori slipped the steel off his dick and balls with deft fingers before he even started to erect. God, she was good at that, Robert thought.

	The blond handed the stunned man the empty cage. "Put this in the dishwasher, Mr L. We won't need it for a few hours."

	His hands were shaking as he took it. She had never unlocked him like this before! And the girls were getting tipsy... and they had promised him a blowjob... His heart pounded. What if it turned into... more?

	"Oh my gawd, little white dick is getting hard already!" Celeste howled, breaking his daydream. "And he's still keeping it shaved like a little boy!"

	"Go on, put that in the dishwasher and turn it on," Lori giggled, nodding at the cage he still held. "But no touching Mister Lewen, or you'll regret it!"

	Robert hurried to put his cage in the dishwasher and close the door. Once the cycle started, it would be a few hours before the automatic lock on the dishwasher door could even be opened again. Hours of freedom, guaranteed! Robert's dick got harder as he added the soap to the machine, set the cycle and hit GO. He had to resist reaching down for a quick touch- oh god, how long had it been?!? This was going to be a great night.

	The doorbell rang.

	"Oh, those will be my other friends," Lori said, stretching and going to the couch. "Let them in, will you, Mr L?"

	The man turned to look at Lori in absolute shock. "Your other friends?!"

	"Yep. Don't keep them waiting."

	"But... but I'm naked!"

	His cocksitter turned and raised one eyebrow at him. "You'll be naked and spanked in a minute, if you make me ask you again!"

	"Ooooooo!" Celeste giggled, joining her friend on the couch. "Someone's going to be in trouble... "

	Robert was frozen, unmoving. The doorbell rang again.

	Lori crossed her arms. "You've come so far this month, Mr L. Don't ruin it now!"

	Time seemed to stop.

	He couldn't open that door! But he had to cum tonight! Celeste had already seen him, what was a few more girls... But he was hard, his dick on full display... Oh god, this was going to be horrible...

	But Robert grit his teeth and opened his door.

	On the other side was a tall, teenaged girl with long, straight black hair, looking incredible in a short sundress and high wedge sandals. The wedges did incredible things to her bare legs, making her round, hard calves stand out and her lean, muscled thighs tight and sexy. The heels made her much taller than the barefoot Robert, but even without them, the Amazon girl would have beaten him by an inch or two.

	"Lori's finally stepped up your training I see," the girl snorted as she looked over the blushing, erect man. "I told her to strip you bare and spank you the first night."

	"You can't always win by stripping men and spanking them," Lori giggled from the couch. "Sometimes you have to take a softer approach. Get us some more beers and some lemonades, will you Mr L? By the way, this is Victoria, Sergeant at Arms for the Cocksitter's Club."

	Robert gulped as the teen walked in. He could see why she was the sergeant at arms- she was built like the girls on the cover of fitness magazines, every sexy muscle defined! He looked at Lori as the amazon took off her heels and joined the other two on the couch, and Robert's cocksitter gave him a wink and motioned towards the kitchen.

	He was just barely getting back with six tall glasses for the girls when the doorbell rang again.

	"That will be Melissa," Lori told him. "Let her in too."

	His heart pounding in his chest, he did.

	Melissa turned out to be a cute brunette dressed in a proper English nanny's shirt, skirt, stockings and heels, who smirked at Robert, and then his crotch.

	"Oh my dearie! Is that a penis- or just a large clitty?" she laughed in a British accent. "You American wankers are so tiny!" She handed him her purse and jacket as all the other girls laughed at the blushing, erect man.

	Melissa giggled and stepped inside, asking Lori as she sat on the couch. "Is that all he's got? Doesn't his little willie get any bigger?"

	"It gets a little bigger, if you talk dirty to him or let him see your bare feet," Lori giggled, and Robert blushed anew. "But I think his tiny dick is perfectly adorable just the size it is."

	"Dicks are just like dogs," Vickie snorted, downing half her beer in one swallow. "Some are made big for getting the job done. And some are like little toy poodles, perfect for petting for a while and then locking up back in their little cages!"

	All the girls laughed and for the first time in his life, Robert wished he had his cock cage to protect him. At least locked up, it was a little bit of a mystery how big his dick was!

	Four more girls arrived in quick succession, each one giggling at Robert's nudity as they entered. Some brought cupcakes, some brought more beer, Victoria turned on his sound system, and very soon a party was in full swing.

	Totally nude, blue-balled, and surrounded by young, attractive girls, Robert was afraid to leave Lori's side.

	"These girls... they're all in the Cocksitters Club?" he asked, holding his red solo cup with both hands.

	"All except Celeste," Lori said. "I'm working on recruiting her. She needs the money, but she's got that fiery Latin temper. If a man she's cocksitting disobeys her, I'm afraid she might flush his chastity key down the toilet and then just kick him in the balls!"

	"Just like it should be!" the passing Victoria laughed, and before he could react, the tall girl's palm was traveling upwards at his exposed balls to make solid contact.

	"AHHHHH!" he cried, spilling his beer onto his chest and doubling over as Victoria and the nearby girls, including a drunk Lori, laughed.

	"Good thing you didn't spill beer on me, or I'd give you another!" the athletic girl threatened. "Now, what do you say?"

	Robert was hunched over, clutching his nuts. The amazon stood right in front of him, and all Robert could think about was how sexy her bare, muscular legs were.

	"Thank you... Miss?"

	"Good boy," she said, patting his head as she walked off. "Lori's trained you well."

	Lori helped Robert stand upright and towel the beer off his chest, giggling. "I should have told you- always guard your nuts around Vickie. She loves slapping balls!"

	"Thanks," Robert winced, and Lori sat him down on the couch next to Melissa and some another girl. Victoria's slap had taken some of the air out of his cock, so at least he didn't feel totally ridiculous anymore.

	Until Melissa turned to him and said, "So, Lori tells me you like Kelli and Tammi books."

	"Um, no, well-"

	"He LOVES it!" Lori laughed, dancing with another girl in the kitchen. "He's practically got the first book memorized!"

	Robert groaned as Melissa and the other girl giggled.

	"Oh? What's your favorite chapter? When Suzi Lebomb pulls out that feather and starts tickle teasing Kelli's pussy, or when they have to shower with the volleyball team... "

	Robert gulped, looking for some way to escape. But Victoria was prowling around the living room, just looking for some balls to slap. Lori was busy dancing in the kitchen. So he stayed where he was, and as Melissa recalled the same scenes Lori had read to him each night, his dick started erecting again, straining and twitching in front of all of them!

	Lori came by to refill their beers and gave Robert a wink.

	"Melissa is the head of the local Kelli and Tammi fan club. She and Jasmine read the books to each other every night, which usually leads to a lot of slippery fun."

	"Sure does!" the British girl giggled. And putting her hand high on the other girl's thigh, she gave her a deep kiss.

	Robert's jaw dropped. "You're.. you're lesbians?"

	"Of course dearie," the British girl laughed, crossing her stockinged legs. "Why do you think my girlfriend and I love those books so much? You can't get much decent lesbian romance adventure stories nowadays."

	"But.. but you're cocksitters!" he sputtered. "You hold men's chastity keys for a living!"

	"Then it's a perfect job, no? No conflicts of interest!" the teen laughed, then showed Robert her tennis bracelet with two dangling chastity keys and pointed at one. "I'm holding this one for the lead singer of this up-and-coming rock band. He's ripped, going to be rich someday, and he's got this nice, thick eight inch long dick! All his groupies wet their panties every time he plays, but I went on tour with him for three months, sleeping right next to him in that tiny tour bus, and what do you know? I didn't feel the slightest urge to let him out once!"

	Robert's hard dick throbbed painfully as all the nearby girls laughed. It was such a struggle not to touch himself, but they were all watching him!

	Melissa's lover stroked her stockinged thigh protectively. "Not even for the groupies, dearie?"

	"Especially not for them!" Melissa laughed. "My stud's manager wants him to get a good night's sleep every night, and I make sure he does!"

	Jasmine smiled, but then looked at the British girl's tennis bracelet thoughtfully.

	"What's this other key for, then? Whose is it?"

	Melissa stopped laughing, looked confused, and then started laughing again.

	"You know what? I've bloody well forgotten!"

	All the nearby cocksitters started roaring in laughter again.

	"Enjoy your book talk," Lori giggled, turning back to the kitchen. "And remember... no touching little Robert!"

	Melissa grabbed the stunned man's arm. "Have you gotten to the part where they have to nude oil wrestle each other? That chapter always gets me so wet... "

	The rest of the party was similar torture.

	The girls danced to pop music, sometimes grinding against each other, and Robert's dick felt like it was going to explode! Some of the hot girls sat or stood too close to the naked man, enjoying how his dick jumped for them and the struggle in his face as he fought not to grab it, for just one quick stroke.

	At some point, Victoria demanded that he arm wrestle her, and Robert didn't want to but Lori egged him to agree.

	The stakes were that Victoria would jack him off onto the muscular calves he had been staring at all night if he won, but he would have to kneel and kiss those same calves and feet while loudly proclaiming how much weaker he was than she, if he lost.

	Even though he was a man and twenty pounds heavier than Vickie, the athletic girl beat him three times in a row, and then gathered every girl at the party over to watch him pay up.

	His face was burning red as the chanting girls forced him to sink to his knees and kissed the gloating girl's bare feet. His dick was half-hard by this point, and he used all his will to think about something else... But while Lori wore his key on her neck and Melissa wore hers on her wrist, the athletic Victoria wore three little silver keys on a chain around her ankle. They were staring Robert right in the face as he bent to kiss her foot, and he could only imagine what she was doing to their owners- "Oh! His little willie's getting hard again!" Melissa cheered, and Robert almost died of humiliation, his lips on Victoria's painted toenails. "He's such a foot perv!"

	"How much Viagra did you give him today?" the amazon asked Lori.

	His cocksitter was beaming. "None. That's all natural Robert! We've been doing cock strengthening exercises every night."

	His dick was as hard as an iron rod when he finally stood up, and even the Amazon laughed and shook her head.

	"If I was cocksitting him, he would have been doing ball strengthening exercises instead!" she chuckled, and then the foot Robert had just kissed was rocketing towards his nuts.

	He yelped and closed his legs, but Victoria never followed through on the kick, just laughing and patting the man on his head.

	"Maybe next time, little puppy. I'll leave your nuts unkicked for now."

	After the laughing had died down, Lori called for everyone's attention, pointing out that it was now nine o'clock.

	"Now normally," she said, "this is little Robert's beddy-bye time, but I think for his last night with us, we can let him stay up late for a his going away present, right girls?"

	The teens cheered and whistled. One of them, Robert couldn't tell who, gave his naked ass a quick squeeze.

	"Oh, your dickie is dripping," Lori giggled. "Let me wipe you clean before we begin."

	More whistles and taunts from the crowd, but Lori did wipe his dick head like a mother wiped a infant's dripping nose, and then turned the nude, blue-balled, red-faced man back to the crowd.

	"Can you believe that just a month ago, this man was too proud to think he needed a cocksitter?!"

	The crowd booed.

	"He was the vice president of a bank! A big one! Mister important pants!"

	"And now he's got NO pants!" Victoria laughed.

	"BUT," Lori said, holding Robert's arm to keep him from running upstairs, "I'm not a total bitch. I'm going to give Robert the thing he most wanted, all this month! Celeste, where are you?"

	When she didn't answer, the girls looked around, confused, then started giggling when they spotted Celeste asleep in a corner of the room, a half full beer still in her hands.

	"Well," Lori giggled, "I guess the blowjob queen can't handle her liquor. Plan B!"

	And all the girls laughed as Lori spit in Robert's right hand, then pulled it to hard, begging erection.

	"Lori!" he whispered. "What are you doing?"

	"Go on, Mr L. You can masturbate, just like you've been wanting to do around me all month," she giggled. "You said you used to do it all the time before the Locking Laws. Go on. We're waiting."

	"HERE? In front of... THEM?"

	"Oooo! It's getting bigger," Melissa giggled, then squeezed her girlfriend's ass. "Reminds me of that tiny training strap-on I used on you your first time!"

	"I bet he finishes in twenty seconds," Victoria laughed. "Come on, girls, let's show him our feet and make it ten!"

	His dick was painfully hard. Robert forced his hand to his side before the urge to stroke became overwhelming.

	"Lori! I can't!"

	"But Mr L, don't you need to cum?" she giggled. "It's almost been a month! You told me yourself, no man alive could ever go a whole month without getting off!"

	All the teenagers laughed, watching his needy erection drip and twitch in the air. Some of the girls giggled, showing him the tops of their breasts down their shirts or their bare feet.

	His balls hurt so badly! But he if did this... he could never look any woman in the eye again!

	"Maybe... " He took a breath. "Maybe I can go a few more days... "

	The girls cheered and Lori hushed them. "Are you sure, Mr L? I know your wife would really love it if you were primed and ready when she got back. Think about how proud she'll be if you make it a whole month, when the longest you'd gone was only a week before."

	"A week!" Victoria cried, spitting out her drink. "You big pussy!"

	Lori touched his cheek. "And I would be really proud of you too, Mr Lewen. It would be so adult of you, if you asked me to lock you back up right now. Just like you should be."

	Robert looked at the crowd of eager girls, all eyes on his desperate cock. Some were making kissy faces at him, some were bending over so he could see down their shirts at their young full, breasts. He felt the urge building- god it had been SO long!

	Heart pounding, Robert said what he never thought he would.

	"Lori... please... can you lock me back up? Before I start to touch myself?"

	She kissed his cheek as she gave his dripping erection a loving squeeze, already starting to slip the steel ring behind his balls.

	"It would be my pleasure, Mr Lewen."

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	Martha was surprised when her husband pulled open her taxi door the minute the driver stopped.

	"Martha! I've missed you so much!"

	"I can see that," she laughed as her husband peppered her face and neck with kisses. "Robert! My goodness, we're out in public!" She pulled his roaming hands off of her ass and slapped his wrists playfully. "Wow, maybe I should leave you with a cocksitter more often!"

	He blushed, then said, "Let me get your bags!" He paid the driver, didn't ask for change, and rushed his wife and her suitcase into his house, where he started kissing his wife again, hands pulling her close to him, wandering up the hem of her short sundress, up her thigh, to her tiny thong.

	This time Martha's step back was a little less playful.

	"Robert! What in the world has gotten into you?!"

	"I'm sorry, Mrs L, it's probably my fault," Lori laughed, coming out of the kitchen with a tray of ice water with lemon slices for them. She was wearing just a casual t shirt and jeans that stretched to her bare ankles, but still did great things for her ass. "I may have given little Robert a bit more teasing these last few days, so he'd be nice and ready for you when you got back."

	"I can see that," Martha giggled, accepting the glass of water. "Did everything go okay while I was gone?"

	"I'll let Robert tell you about that," Lori said, then pulled the thin necklace over her head, and handed it to the older woman. She stepped over and gave Robert a big hug. "Good bye, Mr L. It's been a lot of fun."

	Robert's cage got tight, smelling the young girl's perfume for the last time. "Yeah. It has."

	And then she was gone, closing the front door behind her.

	It only took Robert a moment to clear his head and grab his wife's wrist.

	"You! Bedroom! Now!"

	Martha gasped in delight as her husband dragged her up the stairs.

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	She sighed in delight again a half an hour later, as they both lay, naked and sweaty, tangled in their sheets.

	"Oh my goodness Robert!" she giggled, the blush of her third orgasm just starting to fade from her still red cheeks and neck. "I'm going to be sore for days! What the devil had gotten into you?!"

	He smiled weakly, exhausted as well. "I... I just missed you, that's all."

	"That's not all," his wife laughed, rolling onto her side. "Your cock... it was like a steel rod! I hadn't felt it so hard in... in ever!" Her hand had been drifting down Robert's new flat abs as she talked, and when it found his cock, she startled. "And you're getting hard again? What the hell did that Lori do to you while I was out?"

	He blushed. "Nothing, really... just- oh fuck! Oh god, MARTHA!"

	His wife had just started licking his hardening shaft, bringing it back to life. "It better not have been nothing! I want this new Robert around for a while! Whatever she did to you this month, I'm going to do to you all the time!"

	Robert moaned and thrashed on his sheets as she took all of him into her mouth, deep throating him.

	"Me? What was that?" he demanded.

	Now it was her turn to blush. "A little college trick I, um, remembered, while I was down at the resort. You're not mad at me?"

	He looked at his nude wife. The only piece of clothing he hadn't ripped off of her was the thin chain hanging around her neck, and the silver key now dangling from it.

	"No. Not as long as you came back to me."

	"I did. Now, tell me how often Lori let you cum this month, because that's the same schedule you're on for the rest of your life!"

	"No! Martha! Please!" he begged, but his wife was sucking on him again and his resistance didn't last long.

	"Well that's quite a orgasm schedule!" she laughed when he spilled the beans. She still held his hard cock, licking it every few seconds to make him shiver. "No orgasms at all!"

	"Please! Let's just go back to every three days!"

	She laughed and gave him another lick, his hanging key tickling his balls.

	"Mmmm, I love this new shaved crotch of yours! Tell you what, if you let me try your new once a month schedule for a few months, when I have to go to Chicago for business in July, I'll invite Lori and her Club to cocksit you again. Would you like that?"

	Robert swallowed, his hard cock dripping and twitching in her grip.

	"Yeah," he said, his throat dry. "I would like that. I would like it a lot."