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"Hun, wake up! You only have a couple minutes before the limo is said to be here!" Brenda shook me awake.
"Fuck." I shot up realizing I had fallen asleep. Then I noticed a drying glob of cum on my lips. I knew I had licked the last load off so this must have been the last one. She must have smeared it on my lips while I was asleep. I cringed but sat up, and avoided moving my mouth at all. Sure in the moment it was kind of hot, but now it was just gross.
"It's okay. I put all your bags by the door. There's just one more thing you have to do before you go." She smiled and I was a little excited about where this was going. Was she going to suck me off before I left? Like a farewell gift? "You said you would do anything for me." She held up a little black box and pushed a button. My voice played back of me consenting to whatever she was about to do. I rolled my eyes. She didn't need to record me. I would gladly do anything for my girlfriend. Especially what she did for me earlier today.
"Alright. What is this mysterious demand of yours?" She happily grabbed the box on the nightstand that I had completely forgotten about. She opened it and finally showed me what was inside. My eyes widened in shock at what she had pulled out.
"This is a chastity cage. Of course its just so small, but I had it specifically made just for you! Okay I know its a lot." She said looking back towards my face shocked with horror. She was not about to put that thing on me! "But just listen. Since your going camping I want to trust you. If you can go four days without coming, I'll do whatever you want when you get home. And I mean whatever! Like literally shave my head, be pissed on, or just brain fucked. I'll even swallow so much of your cum I'll be hooked on it for the rest of my life. All you have to do is wear this for four days, and not cum until you are back safe and sound in my mouth. Got it?" Damn. How could I say no.
Four days sounded so small now that I was thinking about it. I mean I've defiantly gone four days without coming before. This would be a piece of cake. And I would be training my beautiful, sexy girlfriend into my personal cumdump. Maybe I'll even get some of the guys in on it to humiliate her. It would be payback for all the small dick humiliation and the slapping from the last couple of days.
"Oh you have a deal." She smirked and we shook hands.
"Okay let me get this on you so you can go get changed and ready for your trip." She said but stopped moving when she looked down. My dick had swelled up to about 3 and a half inches. She shook her head and laughed. "Oh you naughty naughty little boy." She sprung up and ran from the room only to run back in a second later with something in her hands.
"What is tha-" I shouted in pain as she pressed something against my dick. It took me a second to realize she had gotten an ice cube, and was rubbing it on my cock. I squirmed as she smiled down at me.
"Sorry, hun. We can't have this thing up while we put the cage on." She smirked and took the ice off to check if my dick was going down. "Just a little more." She spoke and I held my breath as she put the ice back on. I'd never felt anything like this, and I never wanted to again. Payback was going to be a bitch for her. Finally she took the ice cube off and smiled down at my 1 inch cock. It usually wasn't that small but the ice made it even smaller. I could barely even see it over my flat stomach. Then she quickly got to work of putting the cage on. It wasn't that weird just uncomfortable. It was so small that it squeezed my small dick. I mean how small was this thing? Where had she even gotten it from? She said she got it made custom just for me, but I'd never shown anyone my dick. I was hoping she didn't take a secret picture and show someone who made this. But I'm sure that's exactly what she did.
"Done!" She sat back and smiled at her work. My dick was almost gone now, and my tiny balls were hanging out the bottom of the cage, but wrapped tightly. I stood up and took some steps around. It wasn't that bad, but I could defiantly feel the cage at all times. God, I hope the guys don't ever find out I let my girlfriend do this to me. Hell, I hope no one finds out about this.
"Okay it looks so sexy." She gripped at the cage hard and pulled my balls. I squirmed in pain and clawed at her hand. It did nothing to stop my pain. She let go and suddenly the cage was tight. My cock had grown to the warmth and was no longer a cold 1 inch. It rested firmly against the cage walls. There would be no room for getting aroused at all. Which I mean four days out in the woods with a group of guys, there shouldn't be reason to get aroused anyway. "I'm so glad your doing this for me, hun. And I hope you can stay dry so you can come home to your reward." She smirked and kissed me on the lips.
Suddenly my phone dinged. I ran and looked at a text from Gale.
'hey man limo says its at your door! Can't wait to see ya!'
I quickly got dressed. Sadly the tight briefs were the first pair of undies I grabbed, but I had no time to rummage through my drawer so I tugged them up. They hugged my ass, and even started to give me a small wedgie but I ignored that feeling. Instead I was focused on the way my dick finally filled out the small bulge in the front. Hey maybe this cage wasn't all so bad. It probably wouldn't show in pants though. I then put on some gray sweats and a white t-shirt. That's when I realized the t-shirt was kind of tight.
"Babe?"
"Yes?" Brenda poked her head into the room and smirked down at what I was wearing.
"Did you shrink my t's again?" I looked down at the stretched material, but kept getting ready.
"Oh I'm so sorry, babe. T-shirts are just sooo hard to get clean sometimes. While you're gone I'll go out and buy you all new clothes!"
Brenda walked me down to the front of our apartment building. As I walked I couldn't help but notice the back of my tight t-shirt slipping up. I kept trying to pull it down but my hands were full of my bags. I could hear Brenda enjoying my struggle behind me. When we spotted the limo I was in shock. I mean I knew he said a limo was coming, but I honestly didn't really know what to expect. Just how much money did he win in that lottery. Maybe I should start playing. Then both Brenda and I could quick our jobs and just have sex all day every day!
"Oh, honey, I'm going to miss you." Brenda hugged me as I sat down my bags to hug her back. She quickly grabbed two handfuls of my ass and I returned the gesture by slapping her ass.
Her hands left my butt and traveled up towards my waistband. Then suddenly her hands dipped down and pulled at the already tight briefs I was wearing. I squeaked as she quickly wedgied me, while the driver wasn't looking.
"Ah! What the hell!" I squirmed to try and get away, but it only worsened the wedgie. She pulled the briefs up to my middle back and I even heard it rip a little bit.
When she let go of my briefs I turned to make sure the driver hadn't just witnessed that. I mean I hadn't had a wedgie this bad since highschool. Brenda quickly slapped my butt again. I turned to undo the wedgie but that's the moment the driver decided to turn around again.
"Ready, sir?" I quickly pulled down my short r shirt and prayed that he didn't notice.
"Y-yeah." I quickly got in the back of the limo and winced as my abused a butt sat down. The wedgie was still tightly pulled up my crack and it burned.
I sat in the limo in a daze. I tried to pick my wedgie out but the driver kept telling me to put my seatbelt back on. I rolled my eyes and planned on getting it out when we arrived. I focused on the outside as we passed by building after building.
We started driving down a long path, and I saw a wooden sign that said ' Lodge Creek Spa and Resort'. I remember seeing some brochure about this place a couple years ago. It had been huge with the young rich folks. I could never afford such a thing. It was a resort, but it also was on a huge chunk of land that was surrounded by huge forests and camping grounds.
"We are 5 minutes out." The driver spoke into his radio. It made me curious who he was talking to, and how many staff Gale had working for him.
"Perfect see you in 5." A voice from the other side came through. I thought it was just going to be a couple guys hanging out, but with all the security and staff.
After 5 minutes on the dot we pulled up to the Lodge Creek Resort. It looked absolutely massive! There was no way Gale bought this! I stepped out of the car and instantly went to adjust my underwear, but another guy came out of the building. He was dressed in the same black suit as the other guy. I blushed and quickly pretended I was just stretching side to side. God, it would be so embarrassing if they found out my girlfriend had given me a wedgie.
"Welcome." The man said as he stood in front of me, while the other guy gathered my bags. "Mr. Titan, and his friends are waiting for you down by the cabins. You will sadly have to stay out in the woods by the old camping grounds. The resort is being redone and is not stable enough for visitors yet. The cabins are also being refurnished and painted. So they are not safe either. But the staff have arranged a campsite with lovely tents for you all to enjoy along with some other entertainment." I nodded as he led me down a path towards a campfire. As we walked the guide told me all about the resort and what activities there were. He also pointed out many areas of construction and told me what they were going to become.
It was still light out, but it was starting to get a little cold. "If you need anything there will be radios to call the staff. Mr. Titan has asked for absolute privacy, but the staff and security will be in a camp of our own up by the lodge." He pointed to himself and the guy behind us. "Call me Fred, and that is Aiden. If you need anything, snacks or food, beer, or anything else just let us know with the radios." The excitement built within me. These guys were basically our security and butlers for the next four days. I also thought about when the resort would be finished if Gale would invite all of us back to have some much needed spa treatments. I would be treated like a king, and all for free, because I happen to be his highschool pal. I was so lucky.
"Miles!" I looked down, and saw the guys all standing in front of the campfire. "I'm so glad you could make it!" Gale walked up and gave me a little hug. It was a little awkward, but I didn't want to be rude. I mean I don't think he would send me home, but there was no way I was going to test him and find out.
"Thanks for inviting me." I replied and walked towards the other guys. "It's nice to see you guys again." I nodded towards the other guys.
"Yeah, nice to see ya sober for once." Rob joked and slapped his knee. I rolled my eyes but laughed. I guess we did get drunk together a lot.
Rob was a little old for our group. He was forty seven while everyone else was in our twenties. I was actually the baby of the group at twenty three. He was pretty fit except he had a pretty big beer gut, and he had some loose gray hairs mixed into his black hair. Even though he was the oldest he still fit in with his young spirit and love for partying.
"Uh yeah, says the alcoholic himself." Mark piped up.
Mark was actually pretty shy at first but has since gotten a little more comfortable with the group. He was twenty five. Even though he is a little of an introvert he is a model. Mark is tall and thin, but still has tons of muscle. He has a sweet baby face and brown hair. I can see why he is so popular among the ladies. But he is always too shy to actually talk to any girls.
"I think we all can get a little carried away sometimes." Gale laughed and put his arm around my shoulders.
Gale was probably the most handsome out of all of us. He had his families dark black hair and blue eyes. Gale had just turned twenty seven. He was dating a girl named Gabby for about 4 months now and I guess it's getting pretty serious. Maybe if he got married he'd have the wedding here at the resort. It was so pretty out here, I mean I'd kill to have a wedding somewhere so beautiful.
"Alright, now that Miles is here, lets get this party started!" Gale passed me a beer and called for his staff to bring out the food. They had set up a huge table and decorated it with party confetti. Even the plates looked super expensive. I sat down and that's when I noticed my shirt ride up and expose the wedgie. I quickly pulled the shirt down and in the process shoved the top of the briefs back into the waistband of my sweatpants. I felt kind of out of place from what I was wearing, but when I looked at the other guys they were wearing about the same thing, but Gale was wearing some jeans.
Mark and Rob sat on the other side of the table while Gale sat beside me. I prayed that he didn't see anything before I could tuck the briefs back into the waistband of my pants.
"So how have you guys been?" I started while digging in to the buffet of food before me. I was trying to forget all about the burning sensation and what was causing it. But I had also never seen this much delicious food since...well...ever.
"It's treatin' me real well. The wife is out on vacation to her mom's house in Ohio, so I'm glad I got to dodge that bullet and come out here with y'all." Everyone laughed at Rob's story and Gale held up his glass.
"Hell, I hear ya. My girl has been dying for me to meet her parents." Gale chugged the rest of his beer down.
"Just take my advice and don't get married, cause then it won't be asking. It'll be demanding." Rob slapped the table. "What about you mister single?" Mark looked up and took a small sip of his beer.
"Ah ya know." He shrugged. "Just haven't found the right girl yet. I mean I don't want to pick a girl, and live with her just to find out she just liked me for my money or something right?"
"Yeah I know what you mean." I chirped in and everyone laughed.
"Doesn't Bren make more money than you?" Rob shook his can of beer my way making it splash on the table. He was such a messy eater.
"Well I guess now she does. I'm sure you guys know I got fired by now. I just don't understand why they had to choose me to fire!" I sighed. "I mean there were so many other meatheads that were so lazy, but no go for the guy who was close to getting a promotion. I secretly think they just fired me so they wouldn't have to pay me more money!" I took a bite of food in my mouth and chewed angrily. Gale laughed down at me.
"Well that sucks, man. I couldn't imagine that." Rob grew sympathetic, and even mark stopped eating.
"Sorry, didn't mean to spoil the mood." I apologized. I feel like I was letting the whole party mood down. "It's just hard having Bren work. Once I get back I'm going job hunting again. Maybe I'll find something ya know. I just don't feel good having her do so much work. I mean she does so much for me already."
"Oh yeah? How much does she do for ya?" Rob smirked and nudged me from across the table.
"Huh, you dirty fuck." I laughed and playfully kicked at his legs under the table. "I mean just last night I had her screaming to never leave and fuck her every day. We went for hours and hours. It's why I'm so tired now." I smirked as the guys grew closer to hear my wild and totally fabricated, but they didn't need to know that, stories.
"Damn man. Sounds nice. Not even my girl does that anymore. We usually bang one out and that's it. She usually falls right asleep after and some nights she won't even let me cuddle her." Rob kicked his feet. Yeah, I actually was feeling a little bad for Rob. I mean yeah the stories I told weren't true. In fact my girlfriend was abusing my dick. Hell, right now it was locked away and caged, and only she had the key to open it. But at least I got off, and in four days I will be able to control her to my hearts content.
"Gabby and I get pretty freaky, but even I can't go all night. That's amazing." Gale spoke and it caused my heart to quicken. He was praising me in front of the guys. I mean Gale Titan! He was somewhat admitting that I was a cooler guy than him in front of our friends. Or at least that's how I took his compliments. After the blows to my manhood after losing a job and being humiliated by my girlfriend, that praise felt so good, I just had to get more.
"Yeah she started wearing this sexy lace lingerie for me now. She feels bad about me getting fired. Her ass and tits are so big that they pop out in the material." I said and I saw all of them drop their jaws.
"Damn, wish you could take a picture for me next time, huh? How 'bout it Miles?" Rob dropped his hand obviously to touch his probably growing dick. I probably should have probably been a little more bothered by that, but it was sort of thrilling. It's like they were jealous of what I had and it made my life seem cooler than it is. They were all giving me the attention I've been wanting.
"Maybe. If I feel like it." I shrugged and chugged the rest of my beer. Trying to keep the cool and mysterious vibe.
"She would let you?" Gale looked surprised.
"Oh Gale. She'd let me do anything to her as long as she got this dick!" I pointed down and thrust up. I acted like my dick was the size of an arm. I couldn't let these guys know I was lying, because they were loving this.
"Heyo!" Rob jumped up and high fived me. Everyone started to laugh.
The rest of the night was pretty fun. We played some drinking games, and talked more about my sex life. I had to make up quite a lot, but they seemed to be buying every second of my stories. Then we were walked down to the tents. These weren't any ordinary tents. These tents were multiple roomed tents. They were fully filled with chairs and beds, and even a bathroom. It was more like a tiny room, but with tent walls. That meant I wouldn't have to leave the tent if I had to pee.
Which sucked cause y hen they would see my tiny dick and realize I lied. So I dodged that bullet. I'd kept the size of my dick a secret for all the years I've known them. I've known Gale since we were kids, and even he had never seen it.
"Wow, Gale this is crazy!" Rob spoke as he came out from checking out his tent. I stood in the front room of mine. It had a small table and chairs, and in the corner was a small fridge. I was somewhat full of snacks and beer and water. This was crazy. My room contained a huge blow up bed and soft blankets and multiple silk pillows. I ran out and saw the other guys all talking. I joined them and we all talked about how great the tents were. As were were talking the staff brought us our bags. I saw Fred behind the staff. He was probably acting as the security guard. Making sure everything was safe. It was getting pretty dark out here.
Not that I was scared, but we are in the woods. Anyone could just trespass or a bear could stroll right up to our tents.
"So I'm going to let you all choose if you want to stay up or not, but no pressure. Especially you Mr. sex-all-night-long." Everyone turned to me and we all laughed. "We are probably going out to fish tomorrow, but breakfast will be served around 6:00 am, so make sure you're just up by then. I don't care when you go to bed." He grabbed his bags and moved towards his tent. "I for one am hitting the hay. But feel free to roast some more marshmallows and party. These tents, when closed up, are fully sound proof. So not even Rob's snores can bother us tonight." We all laughed again and wished Gale a goodnight. Mark also went to sleep. He said he had a tiring shoot the day before, and needed his beauty sleep.
I decided to stay up with Rob a bit more, but I was so tired of the wedgie that was still burning my crack and crushing my balls. I told Rob that I wanted to change into something warmer as an excuse.
I took my bags and closed my tent up. I went into my room and opened the first bag. I looked into the bag to see a bunch of snacks that Brenda had packed for me. She was such a thoughtful girlfriend. I threw the bag aside and moved to open the next. That's when I realized the bag didn't have my name on it. It had Brenda in bright pink letters. Maybe she accidentally packed my stuff in her bag? I mean all the bags did look so similar.
I unzipped the bag and gasped in horror. It was filled to the brim with lingerie. Pink, black, purple, and even red bras and panties. Except these couldn't be her panties. They were way to small. And the bra's looked to fit A cups not her double D's! I rummaged around in the bag and felt my fingers touch some paper. I quickly grabbed it and opened the note.
'Dear, little boy. This is your punishment for getting fired! Yay! I am so sick of you being so lazy and mistreating me! I am not your mother or your slave! From now on you are going to find out what it is like to look like and feel like a girl! There is no getting out of this! You will wear these, and if I find out you haven't been wearing your new lingerie I'm going to throw away the key to that new cage of yours! Then you'll never come again! You will become my slave and lick me till I come or let me fuck other guys who can make me come unlike you!'
I looked at the paper again and again. There was no way Brenda would do this!? She loved being fucked by me, and sure maybe she didn't get off all the time. So what? I wanted to tear the paper up and burn the clothes. I didn't want to wear her panties or bras. Oh she had called them mine! They were my size! Everything was starting to make sense now. I dug into the bag and held up a black pair then looked back to the last paragraph of the note.
'I included a list of what to wear everyday while your there. For the first night I'll allow you to wear your sweats and a hoodie. But for the rest of the days and nights you will follow my every word. I could also send some pics of you in humiliating positions to the guys. I could tell them how small you are, and how you ate your cum? I have some pretty good pics of you drooling while being fingered. Also all the secret videos I took of you sticking things up your ass when you were home alone. Or what about telling them how you let me put your tiny dick in a tiny cage. It's your choice really. I suggest looking over your new outfits and reading the instructions very carefully. Any little slip up and I will punish you!'
I sadly laid out all the lingerie out onto the king-size bed. Hell, if this was for a girl my dick would be hard right now. Yet all of this was going to be just more humiliation added onto my already embarrassing situation. That's when I remembered the wedgie, but it didn't really matter now. It looked liked I was going to have to get used to that feeling. I looked down at the many thongs that had come along with the classic silk panties.
I opened the other bags and pulled out multiple skirts and girly t-shirts and blouses. Then the next bag was filled with high heels and shoes. It also had a little pack of frilled girly shocks.
Tears threatened my eyes. There was no way she was going to make me wear all this stuff in front of the other guys. Maybe I could just wear my sweats, and some of the t-shirts didn't look so girly? The guys surely won't notice the panties or bra under my clothes, but it was still going to be so humiliating wearing them in front of the guys. Then I noticed a paper with a list.
' 1. YOU WILL OBEY THIS LIST OR SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES.
2. YOU WILL WEAR EVERY SINGLE OUTFIT I HAVE GENEROUSLY PLANNED OUT FOR YOU.
3. YOU WILL SEND ME PICTURES OF YOURSELF DAILY, OR WHENEVER I TEXT YOU.
4. YOU MUST KEEP YOUR PHONE ON YOU AT ALL TIMES, EVEN IF NAKED OR BARELY CLOTHED.
5. YOU WILL NOT RUIN THE CLOTHES (unless instructed too) OR YOU WILL FACE A PUNISHMENT.
6. YOU WILL LET ANYONE AND EVERYONE WHO WANTS TO SEE YOUR PANTIES.'
I paused to read that again. She was going to make me show my panties-I mean the panties to anyone? I mean there was no way! I felt like just crumpling up the paper, and throwing it away. I honestly wanted to go home and yell at Brenda at this point even if it did mean cutting the trip short. I mean I know she is exploring new kinks right now, but this is all just too much!
"Hey man you doing okay?" I heard Rob unzip my tent front door and I panicked. He was still out of view and standing in the front of the tent while I was in the bedroom part.
"Ah, yeah just wait a second I'll be out in a second!" I yelled and was thankful to hear the flaps being zipped back up again. I waited another second to make sure he was gone before going back to look at the list.
' NIGHT 1: BLACK LINGERIE SET, BLUE HOODIE. (nothing else...no sweats)
DAY 2: SILK PINK LINGERIE SET, WHITE T-SHIRT, JEAN SHORTS, AND WHITE VANS WITH THE PINK BOWS ON THE HEELS.
NIGHT 2: NO BRA, HOT PINK THONG, SHORT BLACK MINI SKIRT, RED HOODIE, AND BLACK FLATS.
DAY 3: PURPLE LINGERIE SET, PINK CROP TOP, WHITE MICRO MINI SKIRT, AND PINK 5" HEELS.
NIGHT 3: BLACK BRA, BLACK LACY THONG, RIPPED JEANS, WHITE T-SHIRT, AND BLACK HIGH HEELS.
DAY 4: HOT PINK BRA, HOT PINK THONG, SHEER BLACK SHIRT, BLACK LEGGINGS, AND THE BLACK AND PINK SNEAKERS.
NIGHT 4: NAKED. (if sitting out by the camp fire and cold you may put on the Pink hoodie, but it must not be zipped up) '
I quickly put all the outfits in order. I was defiantly going to argue and resist, but the first ones weren't too humiliating or revealing. I had time to text or call Bren and talk this whole thing out. She would hear my voice and remember how much she loved me and how much I don't want to be humiliated. I even think a little break up threat would scare her into letting me wear my own clothes.
Suddenly a ding came from my phone causing me to flinch. I took a deep breathe and read the text.
'Have you opened my little present yet, bitch?' Her pet name scared me. She had never been like this. I hated how she was becoming and I was honestly ready to break up with her. She should respect me! I am the man of the relationship! She was to serve me.
'yes haha very funny jokes. Where are my actual clothes.' I sent back a quick text and she automatically started to call me. I hesitantly answered.
"Put the lingerie on now. Then send me a picture. Then you may go put on the hoodie and sit by the fire. It's only 9:00 pm right now so I want you out there, no matter who's out there, till 10:30 pm." Her voice was harsh and commanding. I immediately obeyed her. She already warned me that she had pictures of me and could tell the others about all of this.
"O-Okay." I put the phone on speaker and undressed. It felt good to take the wedgie out from my ass. Only for that feeling to be replaced by the black lacy material of the thong. The most embarrassing part was the front. It was the cage that created a small bulge in the panties. It made my privates look so much smaller. Or I guess my dick is really that small. My tiny balls were small yet barely peaked out the panties. If I were to bend they could be seen poking out of the thongs back. I struggled with the bra all while Brenda was on the line calling me degrading names and laughing at me. I then took a selfie and made sure to show my whole body and I stupidly left my face in the picture.
That's when I realized she was just adding more blackmail to her little collection. Before I could even think about what I was doing, the pictures were already sent, and she was praising me.I oddly felt warmed by her praise. Her harsh voice returned to a soft, sexy mixture, and she whispered sweet praises into my ear.
"You did so good, sissy!" She said.
"I-I'm not-"
"Oh yes you are. You are my little sissy slave now. You will do anything I tell you too, and our little rules still stand. If you cum at all during this trip you won't be able to get back at me. If you manage to keep your little panties clean, I'll let you do whatever you want to me. But for now I'm going to punish you for getting fired. Your boss called and told me about all the flirting and sexual harassment. This will make you think twice about cheating on me or harassing girls." Her voice turned harsh again.
"I-I um Rob is waiting for me." I finally got out.
"Good girl. Go hang out with Rob. For tonight I'll allow you to wear your hoodie over everything, but no sweats. You got that, slut? And you must not take off the lingerie or I'll tell the guys what a huge sissy you are. And they will believe me because of all the panties they will find in your tent.
"Yes."
"Yes?"
"Um Yes ma'am?"
"Call me mistress from now on!"
"Yes-yes mis-mistress." I struggled to get out. This was defiantly sexual for her, but I was to scared to even say anything else. After she hung up I put on the hoodie and luckily it went down to cover my upper thigh. I'm sure it will look a little feminine, but it's late. Rob is drunk and will barely notice.
I stepped out of my tent and cringed at the feeling of the bra, but the panties brushed up against my dick. The rough lace gave friction to my caged and sad cock. It felt kind of good and my dick started to strain against the cage. No way was I getting aroused by some panties?! I shook my head and moved my way over to the camp fire. I dug my hands into the hoodie pockets and tried to pull the hem of it down a little more just to be safe. I definitely wasn't going to be man spreading.
"Hey dude, what took you so-" Rob looked up at me and froze. He looked me up and down causing my whole body to shake. Did he know? What was he staring at? Could he tell I was wearing girl panties? God, my life was over! "Er- uh yeah what took you so long?" He shook his head and took a sip of his beer. His face turned down, but his eyes were still glued to my legs.
"Oh, um my girlfriend called. You know, she couldn't get enough of me." I lied, but it felt kind of good that I could still act like a man in front of him. Even though I was wearing girls lingerie.
"Ah yeah? Do a little phone sexting?" He chuckled. Every time he looked up his eyes fell on my thighs. It made me so self conscious that I could barely focus on what he was saying. I just wanted to pull my hoodie down all the way to my ankles.
I sat down on the bench in front of the fire, and cringed as the seat touched my almost bare ass. The thong didn't cover anything, and the hoodie was riding up when I sat down.
We kept talking for about an hour, but I couldn't focus on much of anything. All I was thinking was if I was going to get caught or how much the bra was rubbing against my nipples. The lingerie felt so weird yet oddly comforting. The way the cage filled out the panties sent tingles up my spine. It was so different from my underwear, but close to the tight briefs my girlfriend always bought me.
Suddenly Rob stood up, and I flinched. He stumbled around the campfire towards me and sat down right beside me on the bench.
"Sorry I was getting a lot of smoke over there. You don't mind right?" Oh right the smoke.
"Um yeah, sounds good, bro. I hate it when the smoke blows right in my face, so I understand." I cringed at how awkward I was being, but his closeness threw me in a panic. Rob smirked down at me and playfully put his arm around me. He took a sip of beer and I couldn't help but notice his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. He was so laid back and drunk, it almost made me feel better. Yet every time I moved I was once again reminded on how short the hoodie really was.
When I was sitting it moved up my legs. I squirmed in Rob's arms. I kind of felt like a girl being claimed by a guy at a party. He had his arm possessively around my shoulders, and it reminded me of how small and pathetic I was right now. My manhood was locked and I was wearing girls panties. I was already skinny and pathetic, and now what I was wearing just proved that even more.
"You okay?" Rob looked down at me, and I noticed how close he actually was to me now. "I'm sorry 'bout your job, dude. I'm sure as a guy it's weird to be jobless." I shrugged not feeling like talking much. Earlier I was so confident and loud, now I felt like a mouse. I was small, weak, and quiet.
"I um, I don't mind it I guess." I shrugged again. I was kind of hoping he would remove his arm. It was making me feel all sorts of things that I'd never felt before. Yet deep down inside I wanted him to stay, and protect me. Some twisted part of my brain was starting to affect me.
"I'm sure you have a lot of free time now." Rob moved closer to me, and it was getting a little too hot by the fire. Maybe it was all too much. The cage, the panties, and the thoughts. It hasn't even been a full day, but being out here in the middle of nowhere with only the guys had me feeling so weird. Suddenly I noticed his hand that was around my shoulders came down and was resting against my chest. I blushed and hoped that the hoodie was thick enough that he wouldn't feel the lace bra underneath. His hand pressed down harder almost feeling around. My whole body started to fold in on itself. I was trying to get away from his touches, but something within me wanted them. I wanted him to keep feeling around. When his fingers brushed against the lace, it forced the fabric to rub my sensitive nipples. And I almost let out a moan.
I jumped up.
"I'm sorry, I am getting pretty tired." I looked down at Rob's phone that was sitting on a nearby table. The time was 10:37 and my time was up. I didn't have to stay out here anymore.
"Right." Rob smirked up at me, and I blushed. "I should probably get some sleep too." He took a small sip of his last beer, but his eyes never left my now exposed thighs. I slowly tugged the hem of my hoodie down. I almost wanted to leave it up like that, but the humiliation forced me to shy away.
"G-goodnight." I spoke so soft I didn't think Rob heard me.
"Night, bitch." I turned to go towards my tent. Suddenly he smacked my butt and I couldn't help but gasp and run to my tent. To hide my beet red face.
I immediately took my hoodie off and looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. I took out my phone and took a quick picture like I was instructed too. I made sure this one didn't have my face though, and then went into the bedroom. I lay down on the bed and stared at the picture.
"Fuck." I groaned as my cage started to grow tight. It was starting to get so painful, but it also caused my dick to swell even more with arousal. "Something is defiantly wrong with me." I sighed. The picture of my body looked so much like a girl. Sure I didn't have the boobs, but my butt filled in the panties, and even spilled out the back. You could barely even see the bulge in my panties. Almost like I didn't even have a cock. God, that thought terrified me and excited me at the same time. I looked back at the picture one more time before sending it to Brenda.
'Good girl.' The replay came immediately and I squirmed with discomfort. I was not a girl. But I was starting to get used to all her comments. I still can't believe it's only been a day, hell, it's only been a couple of hours! Maybe I was really open with all this kink stuff. Just like with the anal play we did once in a while in the bedroom, I was growing to not hate this so much.
God, maybe I am just a perverted, sick sissy. I suddenly realized I had been jumping up into the air and groaned. My body is all hot and tingly and my brain feels like mush. I was still wearing the bra and thong, but I went ahead and took off the hoodie.
There were no locks on the tent doors, so I was just praying no one would just barge in. Cause there I am lying on the bed with no covers on, in my bra and a thong, and grinding my pathetic excuse of a dick into my palm. Not to mention that said dick was now locked in an unbelievably small cage.
Oh yeah, something is really wrong with me.