The next day, Wednesday was like the day before. My man didn’t call me. I was hurt that he hadn’t bothered to ask if I had followed his instructions. When I got home, I told my wife of my disappointment.
“You’re taking this wrong, johnnie. Keith knows you followed his instructions.”
“You told him?”
“There was no need in me telling Keith what he already knows. He knows you’ll do anything he tells you to do.”
“Still, I was hoping he’d call me.”
Cindy laughed. Then she had me strip down to my panties and eat her pussy to an orgasm.
“Hi, johnnie?”
My heart skipped a beat. “Yes sir.”
“How is my sexy girl this morning?”
I was giddy with joy. “I’m better now, hearing your voice, sir.”
My man chuckled. “I bet you are. Look, I’m going to drive over at noon to pick you up. Be out front.”
“I will, sir. I’ll be there.”
I heard my man chuckle again as he hung up. I was so excited. I wanted to call Cindy and tell her but thought the better of it. “She’ll probably know anyway,” I thought.
Keith picked me up in his SUV. I had no idea where he was taking me until he pulled into a park and pulled into a secluded shaded parking space. I was only too happy to show him I had followed his instructions when he told me to get undressed.
Even though I hadn’t expected such a wonderful surprise, I’d worn my blue bikini panties; the ones with lacy white trim and a tiny bow in front.
Keith had pulled his pants down to his ankles. Without a word, from him, I assumed he wanted his cock sucked. I got on my knees in the seat and leaned over the console to tend to my man.
I was where I wanted to be but my man made it better. I felt his hand caressing my bottom. His finger traced my crack through my panty as I tried desperately to concentrate on sucking his cock. I wiggled back when I felt his finger poking my private place hoping he would insert it in me.
“Mmm, that’s nice girl. Suck your man’s cock.”
I swallowed his Johnson and dragged my tongue up the fat shaft, still wiggling my butt.
“My slut wants me to finger fuck her, does she?”
“Mmm hmm,” I hummed with his cock in my mouth.
I was disappointed when Keith removed his hand from my bottom. But then, he brought his hand down to his cock. “Suck my finger, baby girl. Get it wet.”
I knew what was going to happen. I slobbered over his middle finger making sure it was coated with my saliva.
Keith pulled his hand away and I went back to servicing his cock. I felt his hand back on my bottom, his fingers pushing my panty aside. I held my breath waiting for him to enter me.
I had his cock in my mouth, his finger in my boi pussy, and my heart in his hands. I sucked and snarled like a bitch in heat while being finger fucked for the first time. It was glorious.
“My bitch likes her ass finger fucked,” he said as he began thrusting his cock deep in my throat.
I felt empty when Keith pulled his finger out. With one of his large hands on my head, he fucked my face as he spanked me with his other hand.
He pulled my panty deep in the crack of my butt and spanked me hard and fast. He knew what would happen and when I came Keith did too. When I say it’s difficult to swallow a his load while cumming, I am being truthful. I nearly choked as I squealed around his cock trying not to let a precious drop of his seed escape.
“You came without asking me, bitch. You know you should have asked for permission. You brought this on yourself, baby girl. Get dressed. We’re going to make a stop before I take you back to work.”
I almost cried having disappointed my man. I held back my tears as I dressed. He didn’t even allow me to clean myself up first.
Keith drove to a seedy part of town and parked out front of a dirty book store. He had me follow him inside. “I need a chastity tube for my bitch,here,” Keith said very loudly. “Where do you keep them?”
I blushed like a schoolgirl, following him to where the proprietor pointed.
The gruff looking man behind the counter followed us to where he displayed his chastity devices “Drop your pants, bitch,” Keith ordered.
“But sir,” I whined. “He’s watching us,” I said pointing to the proprietor.
“Don’t mind me. I’ve seen it before. Let me guess, your faggot came without permission?”
Keith gave me a harsh glare, “Drop em or leave, johnnie.”
I whimpered but unfastened my pants and let them fall to the filthy floor.
“Pretty panties,” the gruff man grinned. “Did you cum in them?”
Keith, who had been looking at the devices on display spoke without looking at me. “The man is taking to you, cunt.”
I knew what my man expected. “Thank you, sir,” I squeaked. “I did cum in them.”
“I see why you have to cage this bitch,” he laughed.
Keith handed me a pink plastic tube with a ring attached. “See if this is too big, johnnie.”
I could feel the man’s eyes on me as I lowered my panty and held the tube next to my deflated dick. “Um sir. It looks like it’s the exact size.”
“She needs something smaller,” The proprietor suggested pulling down a brighter pink tube. I cringed when he hefted my dick in his dirty paw and held the tube next to it. Still holding my dick, he told Keith that disrespectful bitches like me require a tight fit.
“Oh, God, no, please no,” I groaned as my dick responded to the gentle jacking the man was doing to me.
“Keith laughed seeing my distress. “She likes to do that herself,” he told the man. “I’ll take the one you’re holding.”
“For Christ’s sake, johnnie. Stop trying to seduce the man and pull your panties back up.”
The two men shared a laugh as they headed back to the cash register. “Hurry up, girl. Pay the man.”
I climbed in Keith’s car with a very stiff erection. “I’ll give you this to take home. Friday evening when I come over, we’ll lock your dick up then.”
“Yes, sir,” I acknowledged my man.
I showed Cindy what Keith had me buy. I did not tell her of that crude man who ran the store.
“It’s your fault, johnnie. Keith told you not to cum without his permission,” my wife said while inspecting the chastity device.
“But you said you’d unlock me when he’s not here. Will you?”
Cindy kissed my forehead. “A promise is a promise, sweet boy. Wear it without complaint while you tend to your man and I’ll free that dick of yours like I said I would. I think this is your color, babe.”
I was excited when I got home the next day. Keith was coming over and though I dreaded having my dick locked away, his company was most welcomed.
“Hold still, johnnie. I don’t want to poke you in the eye.” Cindy was applying eye shadow. My wife had first applied a base or as she called it, primer. Then she filled my eyebrows. After that came the eye shadow which she was doing as I sat at her vanity. “We’re almost done, johnnie. Next is the eye liner and last, mascara. Then we’ll do your nails.”
I was beginning to regret the decision to pretend to be a woman for Keith. I mean there’s a lot of work ladies have to do to look good for our men.
My finger and toenails were now a deep shade of red. I pursed my lips so she could apply lipstick of the same shade on them.
I want you to wear your thong, johnnie. Then, we’ll get you into that garter belt and black hose.”