Chapter 8 of Kaitlyn's Rules
I drift in and out of consciousness as the girls, or maybe just Kaitlyn play with the pad. After what seems like a lifetime, I'm finally able to doze off and attain some much-needed rest.
I wake up to someone giving me a gentle shake. My senses are still itching to return, and I'm struggling to put my thoughts together. The blindfold is removed to reveal Kaitlyn sitting next to me on the bed, completely nude.
She takes off the headphones and gently strokes my cheek as I gain my bearings.
"Did you enjoy last night?" she purrs, sporting a playful grin.
I nod, unable to provide a different answer.
"Good boy," she chuckles, removing the gag from my lips.
I open and close my mouth several times as Kaitlyn unties my wrists and ankles.
"Go stretch or whatever you need," she whispers softly, helping me off the bed.
I stroll down the hall to the bathroom. I examine my reflection in the mirror, and the tattoo on my left thigh - "Bitch boy" with a heart over the "i" - comes into view.
I wash my hands and stare at the tattoo, my mind racing with thoughts.
As I return, a smirk spreads across Kaitlyn's lips.
"Do you like it?" she asks, her voice dripping with malicious intent. "I certainly do," she laughs, tracing her finger over it.
I kiss her fiercely and caress her back and legs. She grabs a fistful of my hair and kisses me back.
"Take me now," I plead into her mouth, "I haven't cum in so long."
"I'm aware," she responds, "So nice," she teases, stroking my sack. "You might be obsessed with it at this point," she jabs her nail into the cage's crevice. "Does every woman you see make your cock throb?"
"Yes," I confess, "I want to cum so badly."
"I know you do," she admits, "And I promise you will."
"Don't tease me-" she places her finger on my lips.
"Get on your knees and don't utter a word. I love those noises," she giggles.
She cranks the pad to its highest setting and ties an elastic band around the remote.
"If you try to touch that, I might withhold my promise," she sets the remote on the nightstand. "Get on the floor," she kicks me down with her foot.
I lie there for a few minutes as she finishes dressing.
When she's done, she stands over me, wearing tight pink skinny jeans and a long-sleeved gray blouse with the top button undone. She wipes off the pre-cum on my cock and sits on my chest. She shoves her fingers in my mouth.
She mounts me and pins my wrists above my head.
"Look me in the eyes," she states firmly, squeezing her fingers deeper into my throat until I gag.
I stare at her for a few moments before she speaks more gently.
"I'm about to take them out," she says quietly. "But you aren't allowed to speak." I squirm as she holds her fingers firmly. "Are we clear?" she asks more forcefully, pinching my throat. I nod, and she removes her fingers from my mouth.
"Well, my dog," she coos, caressing my cheek, "Sometime we will let you cum."
My eyes widen at the mention of release.
"How would you prefer to cum?" she asks, "Which of your Dommes, and where?"
"I'm not certain," I respond helplessly.
"That's okay, I'm sure you'll change your mind and pick me," she chuckles and stands up, leaving me with a mix of emotions.
She walks away to pick up her belongings.
"When I see you later, you will give me an answer."
"Yes, Mistress."
"You're not allowed to switch off that machine," she declares flatly. "Enjoy yourself," she winks and exits the room.
I don't even attempt to do any schoolwork while waiting for Delaney. Instead, I just put on a movie and sit down, preparing for what would probably be a day of annoyance and frustration.
After about an hour, there's a knock on the door.
"Hey, slut boy," Delaney greets me as I open the door. "I believe there's something for me," she chuckles, crossing her arms. "Give me the remote off the couch."
"Yes, Mistress," I respond, handing it over.
"Perfect," she beams, slipping it into her pocket. "Drop your pants and put your hands behind your back," she instructs, tilting her head. "I want to see your brand."
I lower my sweatpants and display my tattoo.
"Looks great," she murmurs, running her finger over it. "It seems to fit you rather well."
"Thank you, Mistress," I respond.
"Now these seem appealing," she smirks, caressing my testicles. "I think you'd like to release them soon, right?"
"Yes, Mistress," I softly reply.
"I imagine you'd like for it to be in my tight pussy," she smirks, sternly saying, "Or would I be wrong?" She squeezes my testicles.
"No, Mistress, you're not."
"I know," she jokes, letting me go and putting the remote in her purse. "Follow me," she walks past me and I follow her to their classroom across campus.
We walk together for around ten minutes across campus before Delaney inserts a key into her classroom door and enters.
I walk inside and find myself grabbed from behind by Delaney, who pushes me into the door and kisses me.
"This looks familiar," Lexi chuckles as she walks towards us. She's wearing a pink latex bra and panties.
"Wow, you look fantastic," Delaney giggles.
"Kaitlyn said you liked tight clothes and pink clothes, so I thought I'd give you this today," Lexi shares, smiling in a way that would make any man's knees weak.
"Looks great on you," Delaney agrees, running her hand up my chest.
"If he acts up, lock that back on," Delaney recommends, handing the key to Lexi.
"Sounds good to me," Lexi agrees.
"Now, behave," Delaney instructs, showing me my key. I lean in and kiss it as she laughs. "Don't make Lexi lock it back up," she softly says.
"Yes, Mistress."
"Good boy," she says, turning to the door. "Oh, before I forget," she turns back to Lexi. "Here you go," she hands the remote to Lexi and leaves the room.
Lexi walks towards the bed and sits down, pointing to the floor in front of her. I kneel and gaze up at her.
"Adorable," she smirks at me. "It's too bad you couldn't fuck me last night. I think you and I would have a lot of fun together," she laughs at her own innuendo. "Do you agree, slut boy?"
"Yes, Mistress," I whimper as she pinches my testicles.
"So much time spent with your cock trapped," she jokes, laughing at her own pun.
She releases the strap from around the remote and throws it aside. After experiencing that vibrating sensation for over an hour, it felt strange not dealing with it anymore.
"Stand up," she commands. I stand up, and she starts walking around my exposed body, caressing various parts as if examining me. "What a lovely body," she says softly.
"Thank you, Mistress," I whisper, looking down.
"Keep your gaze forward," Lexi says firmly, grabbing my chin.
"Yes, Mistress," I feel my cheeks reddening.
"Yes, Ma'am," I hardly whisper.
"Do you want to cum in my pussy or my mouth?"
"I...I don't know," I stammer.
"You need to decide soon," she softly whispers in my ear. "I don't really care which one you choose," she moans.
I moan and Lexi collects the pre-cum dripping out of the crack of the cage and sucks her fingers.
"Tasty," she remarks with a smirk. "The flavor of pure frustration." She wears a content smile. All of a sudden, she tosses me onto her bed with a laugh. "Do you like my bed?" she inquires, lying down.
"Yes, Ma'am," I respond, struggling to raise my upper body from the bed.
"Great," she responds flatly. "Now bring your tongue here," she moves her panties to the side and spreads her legs. She pushes my head down. When she at last lifts my head up, there is a puddle of pre-cum on her blanket.
"Ooh, I like it," she smirks. "It's like a trophy for me." She sits up and pushes me back, getting on her knees over me. "Do you enjoy the view?" she smirks, rocking her hips.
"Yes, Ma'am," I whimper.
"I bet you do," she chuckles and gets off the bed. I remain on the bed for a moment before she grabs me by the shoulders and pulls me towards the door.
I begin to become anxious, looking around. There's no way she's going to do this.
"What are you doing?" I ask, frightened.
She releases my shoulders right in front of the door and goes over to a closet just a few feet away from the door.
She opens the closet and sets up a set of restraints over the door. I examine it and dread being kept there for a while.
"Do you like it?" she asks, a smug smirk on her face.
"Yes, Ma'am," I reply.
"Good." she flatly says, grabbing my shoulder and guiding me over to the closet door. She undoes my handcuffs and quickly attaches my hands to the restraints over the door. She ties my ankles to the door as well before standing up and appreciating her work.
"I think I like having you tied up like this," she smirks and drags a chair in front of me. "So," she sits in the chair. "I'm wondering: who do you think Laney is meeting?"
"I don't know," I softly say. "Maybe a friend for lunch," I say even quieter.
"You know," she says, standing up. "I think she's going to get fucked," she whispers. "By a cock that's not in a cage."
I avert my gaze and look at the floor, humiliated by her remarks.
"You know," she sweetly says, running her finger over my balls. "I know a way you could gain some brownie points with Kaitlyn and Laney," she traces my balls with one finger. "You want to know what it is?" she asks following a long pause.
"Yes, Ma'am," I choke out.
"Good boy," she says, backing away. "I'll go get it, but don't move," she laughs.
She walks over to her nightstand and starts going through the bottom drawer. She chuckles as she stands up with her hands tucked behind her back and approaches me.
"Are you ready?" she asks with a wicked grin that is both frightening and alluring.
"Yes, Ma'am," I answer quickly.
"Good boy," she murmurs, approaching me. She slowly presses the gag into my lips. "Just breathe through your nose," she softly says. She presses the entire gag into my lips and secures it behind my head with a buckle. "They'll really love that," she smirks and departs.
She watches and grins as I begin to drool helplessly around the gag. "Good boy," she says stroking my balls. "I believe you've earned a reward," she says.
She leans down and unlocks her padlock, but the cage won't open.
I drool around the gag helplessly as I watch her. She leans down and licks my cock through the cracks in my cage and vigorously sucks my balls into her mouth.
I yell out around my gag and my cock struggles against the confines of its prison.
When she stands up again, she kisses my cheek.
"You're quite the sight right now," she chuckles. "You'll have to wait here," she says, sitting on her bed and opening her laptop.
I stand there, unable to move for a while. I hear conversation and laughter in the hallway, and I observe Lexi on her bed using her laptop and typing.
After what feels like an eternity, the door surprisingly opens and Delaney enters the room.
"Wow, that's really nice," Delaney chuckles.
"So how was he?" Lexi responds with a smirk.
"Check out his muzzle," Lexi remarks, taking it out a bit from your mouth.
"Wow," Delaney chuckles.
A few minutes later, there's a knock at the door. Lexi swiftly opens it and lets Kaitlyn in.
"Wow," Kaitlyn chortles. "What a scene!" She advances towards you and strokes your tattoo. "Holy cow," she mentions, noticing the saliva on your face. "Is this what I think it is?" She touches the gag and exerts pressure on its end. You whimper around the gag as it presses against your throat. "Wow," she chuckles. "Seems like there's something in his mouth, Lex."
"Yup," Lexi replies with a smirk beside her.
"Looks like he behaved himself too," Kaitlyn cooes, noticing the missing locks from the cage.
"Oh he was very good," Lexi explains.
"Good boy," Kaitlyn gushes. "Seems like you have a choice to make," Kaitlyn caresses your balls and rolls them between her fingers. "Might not want to keep you from that," she snickers, pulling a blindfold out of her purse and putting it around your head. "You've got a challenging decision ahead of you," she licks your earlobe and places the earphones on you.
"Wake up," Kaitlyn softly sings as the headphones and blindfold are taken off.
I look around the room and see everyone dressed in street clothes.
"So," Lexi muses, getting up from the couch. "Who's getting the silver lining?"
I anxiously glance at all of them. I can't choose between them, but I know I have to.
Delaney unfastens the gag and pulls it out of your mouth. She wipes the saliva from your face.
"Decide," she whispers, rubbing your trapped cock.
"Lexi," I exhale. "I want her to fuck me."
"Excellent choice," Lexi and Delaney cheer. Lexi kisses you.
"Nice call," Kaitlyn smiles, massaging your balls.
"Alright, ladies," Kaitlyn says. "Let's prepare him for the weekend."
"What do we need for that?" Delaney inquires.
"Well," Kaitlyn says, nodding at the lost locks on the cage. "Lock these," she throws them to Lexi and Delaney. I helplessly squirm as they fasten the locks back on the cage.
Kaitlyn unties the restraints and lets me collapse to the ground.
"Get ready up there," Delaney orders, standing over you.
After using the restroom, there's a pair of grey sweatpants and a blue t-shirt on your bed.
"Get on your hands" Lexi orders with a smirk.
I kneel and she pushes your head down. You grunt as you feel the plug insert into your anus.
"Get dressed," Kaitlyn demands as you stand up. When you reach for your dresser, Kaitlyn slaps your arm. "You won't need underwear tonight."
Lexi grasps the remote for the padlock around your penis and Delaney taps her phone to activate the vibrating plug.
I get dressed and struggle to my feet.
Lexi hands you a bag and orders you to follow them. You shuffle after the ladies out of the school, your cock feeling on the verge of exploding.
You put the bag in the trunk of Kaitlyn's car and then all of you get in the car.
I have no idea how long this car journey is, but when we pull into the driveway of a cozy brick house, you groan in irritation.
Delaney enters a 4-digit code and the door unlocks. You carry the bags in and Kaitlyn grabs them from you.
"Strip, little slut," Delaney snickers.
You disrobe and the women lead you into the basement.
Your jaw drops as you survey a BDSM dungeon reminiscent of those seen in adult films.
What have I just walked into?
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