(A brand new chapter)
With a startled look upon their faces, both Lizzy and Karen pushed away from me.
Fearing I had said something terribly wrong, I began to sputter out an explanation.
“Karen, I just met you and never in my life have I fallen so hard, and so deeply as I have in these last few days.
This was just an impulsive remark meant to impress upon you the effect you have had on me.
So if you don’t mind I will withdraw my outburst and we can start this morning over.” I said.
Karen looked at me and then over to Lizzy, who was sitting back watching me squirm.
After a few moments thought Karen began to speak.
“Frank, I don’t know what to say.
I agree we have only met each other a short time ago and as flattered as I am to hear you ask for my hand, I think we had better take this slow.
Now, I’m not letting you off the hook, rather I an going to make you work for the privilege of asking me the same question again in the future.” Karen told me.
As those words left her lips, I was bombarded with a flood of mixed emotions.
At first, a wave of relief washed over me, she didn’t hate me or run away.
Secondly, a flush of embarrassment crossed my face.
As Karen leapt off the bed, and headed over to the bathroom, Lizzy reached over and playfully socked me in the shoulder saying, “What the fuck, where did that come from?”
“Lizzy, I don’t know.
Ever since I met Karen, I have been smitten.
The first time we met, I knew there was something different about her.
There was a sparkle in her eyes that just captivated me.
When she was willing to play with you from the start, I knew her soul was that of an adventurist.
It doesn’t hurt that she is one of the most beautiful girls I had ever met.” I added.
“Frank, you know this town has a few people who will look down upon you for dating let alone marring an African American girl.
Me, I don’t give a shit.
A person is a person, if you judge someone by the color of their skin, your a fool.
I know that both of us were raised color blind, but that’s not necessarily true of others.
There’s a shit load of rednecks in the world.
Although our town has very few, it only takes one to ruin your day.” Lizzy said.
Any further discussion was halted as Karen returned and flung herself onto the bed.
As the bed springs rebounded from the impact of a 98 pound body landing squarely between us,
Lizzy gathered Karen in a bear hug, while spreading kisses over each and every inch of her face.
This brought a fit of giggles from Karen as she attempted to keep at least one square inch of her freshly washed face dry.
“Enough, your smothering me!” Karen exclaimed.
“No, not nearly enough!” Was my retort.
With those words, I turned Karen around and applied my own version of face smothering kisses.
However, I failed to stop at her face.
My kisses began to travel down and around her neck, which to my delight and Karen’s dismay was found to be extremely ticklish.
Never one to miss an opportunity, I spent an extra few minutes sending her into a fit of giggles.
Since I was already in the neighborhood, I began to deliver those same kisses down the length of her body.
Turning her to face me, Lizzy and I began to overload her senses.
Lizzy kissing Karen’s body from the back while I worked on the front.
The two of us on a mission drive to her mad with our passion.
Inch by inch, downward we traveled.
Reaching her back and belly, Karen began shrieking with delight.
Bypassing her bottom and lower abdomen, we moved downward onto her legs and feet before returning to those spots we left for last.
Laying on her side, Karen’s knee was lifted giving us access to her treasures.
As Lizzy spread Karen’s cheeks apart, her tongue diving in to circle her little rosebud, Karen began groaning, and said, “Oh my God!
No one has ever done that before!
I never knew how intense that would feel!” Karen exclaimed.
As those words left her lips, I began running my tongue along the length of her slit.
If she was vocal before, she was out of her mind now.
With our two pronged assault, Karen wasn’t going to last very long.
How right I was, after about thirty seconds, Karen’s back began to arch and her leg trembled.
In the midst of this Karen let out a shout that shook the room.
“Well, well, well, I think we found her sensitive spots.” Lizzy said as Karen collapsed from her orgasm.
“Oh, that’s just great, I come out of the shower just for the two of you to get me all sweaty again!”
Karen exclaimed.
“Just for that, I’m going to punish the both of you.
Your punishment is to take me back into the shower and clean me up.” Was Karen’s order.
Sensing a challenge to her order, Lizzy and I grabbed Karen by wrists and ankles.
Lifting her from the bed, Karen began protesting our method of transport.
Telling her to be quiet, or this was going to end badly for her, we carried her into the shower.
Relaxing my grip, and holding both her ankles with one hand, I was able to turn on the shower.
Unfortunately, I was able to only turn on the cold water before I could mix in the hot water.
If Karen screamed before, the sound she released now was earth shattering.
Somehow, I knew I was going to pay dearly for this at some later date, Oh well it was worth it.
Once the water stabilized it’s temperature, we began a ritual bathing of our captive.
There was no rush, we ever so slowly, and ever so carefully began to pamper Karen’s body.
Lizzy was on frontal detail, while I took up the rear.
Karen’s body was as sculptured as a classic Greek statue.
This self proclaimed “gym rat”, was in perfect shape.
Each muscle line was well defined, without looking like a body builder.
Her ass was small, round and tight.
I honestly believe, if she clenched her cheeks you would need a crowbar to spread them.
I loved the contrast between the snowy white lather and her dark brown skin.
The lather we covered her in was so thick, if she farted, a giant bubble would result.
Once out of the shower, Lizzy and I spent time drying her with one of our giant bath towels.
Returning to my bedroom, we began to dress for the day.
Handing Karen a small package I had gift wrapped, she began to act like a little kid on Christmas morning, asking what’s underneath the wrapping.
“I bought you a little gift, something for you to wear.” I told her.
Unwrapping my gift Karen discovers a beautiful pair of panties.
Inspecting her gift she commented on the small lump in the crotch area.
Inquiring as to what it was, I told her it was there to keep pressure on her clit.
What I didn’t tell her, was that there was a remote control that went with the panties.
This I kept hidden in the pocket of the pants.
Thirty minutes later, found us driving to a nearby town to spend this lazy Sunday bumming around.
Taking a seat in the local diner, we were perusing the menu, when I slipped my hand into my pocket.
As I thumbed the remote for Karen’s panties, there was a sudden gasp as Karen jumped out of her seat in the booth.
“What the fuck was that?” She exclaimed.
Lizzy still sitting, did her best to keep from busting a gut.
Her face red as she tried to stifle her laughter.
At Karen’s outburst a few of the other diners turned to see what all the fuss was about.
Once they determined that there was no blood flowing or bodies sailing through the air, the turned back to their meal.
It only took seconds for Karen to look at each of our faces to determine which of us was the guilty party.
Looking me square in the eyes while holding out her hand she said, “Gimme”.
Reaching into my pocket, I withdrew the remote and place it on the table.
Picking it up Karen gave it the once over before flicking the switch.
“Ooh, that’s nice. She said.
Handing me back the remote, she told me, “ I am going to trust you with this, if you thumb it again I will break your arm, do you understand !” Karen told me.
“Yes Mistress Karen”. I said.
This sent Lizzy into another fit of laughter.
However one look from Karen had Lizzy swallowing the laugh.
After breakfast, the girls wanted to spend some time together, to facilitate this they told me to go and find something to do for a couple of hours, with a promise to call me when they were ready to head out.
So it was that I spent the next couple of hours wandering around the shops looking for some new clothes and a gift for each of the girls.
Four hours later the girls the girls called me, telling me to meet them back at my car.
Rounding the corner, I saw the car and the girls, along with a pile of bags and boxes that I knew I would have to shoehorn into the car to get them home.
On the drive home, I was for the most part ignored as they excitedly talked about the clothes and stuff they had scored that day.
Pulling into the driveway the girls hopped out of the car, telling me to be a good boy and bring in all their bags.
Once everything was in the house, Karen began to rummage through a couple of the bags she had me bring in.
Pulling out one small nondescript box, Karen told me to drop my pants and underwear and lay face up on the table.
Sensing payback for the panties, I began to protest.
“If you don’t hop onto that table, you and I are finished.” Karen told me.
“OK, I’m on the table, now what?”
Karen had Lizzy cover my eyes with a kitchen towel as she began to play a bit with my cock.
As my cock began to grow, Karen said, Oh no that won’t do.”
To remedy this she flicked her finger tip against my nuts.
This had the immediate effect of my cock shrinking to it’s flaccid state.
The next thing I felt was my nuts being pulled through what felt like a ring, and my cock becoming enclosed in something cold and solid, followed by the sound of a lock being snapped shut.
Removing the towel from my eyes Karen told me to stand up.
Rising from the table, I looked down and found to my dismay that my cock and balls had been placed into a chastity device.
“OK girls, you’ve had your fun.
Can I have the key please?” I begged.
“Sorry, I am keeping one for myself and the other I’m giving to Lizzy.
If you are a good boy, and do as your told for the next few days, we might relent and let you out.”
Lizzy told me.
“A few days!
That’s not fair, how am I supposed to go through my day with this thing locked onto my, my, well you know what’s !” I told them.
“Don’t worry, it’s designed to bend so as not to create to large of a bulge.
Although, most guys would kill to have a bulge as big as that !” Karen said.
“Ha, ha, come on girls, have mercy on my poor soul! “ I begged.
It was no use, they weren’t budging.
Fast forward a few hours, and I had given up on convincing the girls to free me from the device.
Truth be told, after a half an hour or so I didn’t even notice it’s presence.
It was designed that I could pee without problems.
And as the girls promised it was flexible enough that it didn’t show very much.
It just made the outline of my cock look a bit larger if one looked at my pants.
Going into town to pick up some feed for the animals, I stopped Dave as he was loading some gear for the neighbor.
“Dave, I need to speak to you for a moment in private, if you can break away for a few minutes.”
“Sure, what’s up?” Dave asked.
“Not here, lets go someplace private, OK.”
Going into the back lot barn and up into the loft, I asked Dave if he had any experience in picking locks?
“Well I have managed to pop a few over the years, but for the most part, I think it was just pure dumb luck.
What is it you need to have me unlock?” He asked.
“You promise you won’t laugh?’ I asked.
Nodding his head was his only response.
“No, not a nod, you have to say it!”
“OK, I promise I won’t laugh” Dave said.
With that I opened my belt and lowered my zipper.
Once the chastity devise came into view, Dave’s promise fell by the wayside.
I swear that everyone in town could hear Dave’s belly laugh.
So now I was even more embarrassed.
“Fine, I’ll solve this myself.” As I turned to go down the ladder.
“Frank, I’m sorry, it’s just that you caught me off guard.” Dave said.
OK Frank, wait here I will go and get some tools from the workshop.
Fifteen minutes later Dave returned to the loft with a toolbox.
Rummaging through the box Dave pulled out a few slim screwdrivers, and began to fiddle with the padlock.
After about fifteen minutes Dave gave up trying to pick the lock.
Reaching into the tool box he pulled out a bolt cutter.
“Hold it Dave, if we cut this off, the girls will cut me off, so to speak.
Look, It’s really not that bad, and it’s only for a couple of days.
I guess I’ll just learn to live with it.” I said.
“Dave, I have a bit of a conundrum, and I want to talk to you for a bit if you don’t mind.” I asked him.
“Sure Frank, what’s on your mind? Dave inquired.
“Dave, what do you think of Karen, I mean, do you think she is a nice, a good person ?” I inquired.
“Well Frank, first off I think she is incredibly beautiful, and she has to be quite open minded considering what she encountered after joining us for the last few days.
Why do you ask?”
“Dave, I have become totally smitten by Karen.
Yes, I know we have only known each other a short while, and it’s probably just an infatuation.
But last night I asked Karen to marry me, yes, it was a spur of the moment thing but I really meant it.
I have never been so certain of anything like I am about this.” I told Dave.
“Well what did she say?” Dave asked me.
“Well she didn’t say no and on the other hand she didn’t say yes.
What it boils down to is that she told me I had to work for the privilege of asking her the same question at a later date.” I said.
“OK, so now you’re locked into that cage and unable to do anything until they unlock you, correct?
Does it hurt to wear that thing, and how do you pee?
Last but not least, what happens if you begin to get hard?” Dave asked.
“Yeah, both Karen and Lizzy have the keys.
It was uncomfortable at first, but after a few minutes you don’t notice it.
As far as peeing goes, the end is open, this allows you to pee without any problems.
Now to the big question, if you begin to get hard it puts a lot of pressure on the tip, which in turn causes me to lose any thought of an erection.” I told him.
At that moment, from below we heard, “Dave, Frank, are you guys up here?”
It was Tom’s voice that drifted up from below.
“Up here” Dave said.
Pulling up my pants, I made myself presentable.
“Hey guys, whats going on?” Tom asked.
“We were discussing a little problem that Frank has.
By the way, do you have any skill at picking locks?” Dave asked.
“Well, no, if I need to I just cut the lock open.
Why do you ask?”
So here I am once again explaining my dilemma.
At the end of which Tom repeated Dave’s laughter, just a bit more vocally.
“Frank, why don’t you drop your pants and show him.” Dave asked.
Both Tom and Dave knelt on the floor of the loft as they handled and inspected the chastity cage I was locked into.
I preempted Tom’s questions by repeating everything I told Dave just minutes ago.
While they were doing their inspection Dave began fingering my bottom, while Tom teased my nuts and any area around the cage he could.
Tom spoke up and asked Dave if they should take advantage of the helpless state I was in.
By mutual consent they decided to use me for their own pleasure.
Stripping me of my clothes, I was bent over a hay bale while the two of them removed their clothes, while spitting on my little ring for lube.
Tom was first up, while Dave lined up in front of my face.
Taking Dave’s cock in my mouth, I began to feel Tom working my bottom open with his finger in preparation for the real deal.
In seconds, Tom’s cock made it’s way past the little ring and into my bottom.
All the while I was intent upon making Dave’s Bj the best he ever had.
While this was taking place, my cock was dripping like crazy.
Yet my cock refused to harden, I guess my cock has a memory.
Anyways, moments later Tom let loose, and emptied himself into my bottom.
As he withdrew Dave took over.
As a general rule Dave tended to be rather gentle in his approach, not today.
Dave was reacting as an animal would, hard and fast.
So much so that in only second Dave dumped his load of cum into my bottom.
Twenty minutes later, after we had cleaned ourselves up, we headed over to my farm.
The girls were up and cooking breakfast.
Lizzy wondered why the three of ate as if we hadn’t eaten in a week.
It was Tom that spilled the beans.
After everyone had their fill of laughter at my expense, Karen told them,
“It’s a good thing you decided not to remove his chastity cage.
If you had I would have gone out and bought two more and locked the two of you up for a month.”
Karen informed them.
The look on their faces said they not only believed her, but were weighing the implications of being locked up like that for a month.
After breakfast, Dave, Tom and I did the dishes and cleaned up the mess the girls made.
Karen returned to the kitchen and informed everyone that she and I were going to spend the rest of the day together, and the other to go and enjoy their day.
Minutes later Karen and I were in my car on the way to a day of just her and I.
We drove about fifty miles to the outlet mall that served our area.
Once there we began doing some window shopping, looking at all the things that unlimited money could by.
As usual Karen drew men’s eyes, every male in the mall sooner or later let their eyes dream of what she looked like naked and in their bed or on their arm.
I for one don’t blame them.
I would be doing the exact same thing had the situation been reversed.
It didn’t help that Karen was wearing a light blue halter top, that bared her midriff, along with a short pleated schoolgirl skirt.
Her six-pack abs, and tightly muscled legs were enough even if you never saw the rest of her body.
OK, I’ll admit it, I was proud as hell that it was my arm she was clutching.
If smiles were rated in wattage, my smile was as bright as a lighthouse’s lamp.
As we made our way, I halted in front of one shops window to admire a particular dress they had featured in the window.
Taking Karen by the hand, I drew her into the shop.
As we entered the clerk asked if we needed help.
“Yes, could we look at the dress you had on display in the window?
Do you have that dress in a size “zero”?, I inquired.
“Yes sir we do.” He responded.
Walking over to the rack, he removed one of the dresses and handed it to Karen.
With a slightly wicked smile, Karen headed into the dressing room.
Upon her return both the clerk and I had to pause our conversation in mid sentence.
What entered the room was a vision of beauty.
The dress looked one hell of a lot better on her than it did on the mannequin.
Pure white, as thin as tissue paper, with a single strap over the left shoulder, leaving the right side bare.
Much like Artemis of Greek mythology who left her bow arm free which allowed her to use her bow.
The hem fell to just above her knees.
“I love this dress, there is only one problem, you can’t wear this with any underwear.
It’s so thin any line from my panties ruins the illusion.” Karen told us.
With that Karen reached down to the hem, and raised the bottom of the dress above her waist.
“Honey, be a dear and remove my panties.” Karen requested.
As I leaned forward, I took the top of her panties in my hands and drew them slowly down the length of those magnificent legs.
The whole while the clerks eyes were affixed to Karen’s ass, his jaw somewhere around his knees.
As she stepped out of her panties, Karen dropped the hem and smoothed out the dress.
“There, that’s better, don’t you boys think?” Karen asked.
Some moments transpired before the clerk could find his voice.
“Magnificent, simply magnificent.” The clerk stuttered.
“Well, that seals the deal, we’ll take it.
If you would be kind enough to wrap it up, we’ll finish up the transaction.” I told the clerk.
“You know, you gave that poor guy a heart attack.
When you lifted the dress his eyes went as wide as a dinner plate.” I told Karen.
“Yeah, wasn’t that fun!
I figured the guy had a long day ahead, and now for the rest of the day there will be a spring in his step.” Karen exclaimed with a giggle.
The rest of the day was uneventful.
We did a bit more shopping and headed home.
On the drive home Karen reached over, her hand coming to rest on my thigh.
From there it migrated to my crotch.
“I see you still have the cage on, how has it been.
I figured by now you would have had Dave try to get it off.
Of course there would have been hell to pay if you did take it off.” Karen told me.
“Karen I won’t lie to you, I did go see Dave.
However after he was able to catch his breath, after laughing for ten minutes.
After I asked him if he could pick the lock he told me that he wasn’t up to the task.
So as he and I, and shortly after Tom showed up, we talked about how to remove it.
During the conversation, it dawned on me that if I did take it off you would be disappointed in me.
Karen, I could stand you being angry with me, but I don’t think I could ever stand you being disappointed in me.
I know there’s not a lot of difference between them, but to me there is a vast gulf between them.”
I told her.
As I said this we came to a stop light.
It was then that Karen leaned over and locked her lips onto mine.
The kiss the followed was epic.
“Um, thanks for the kiss, but what was that for?” I asked.
“That kiss was for being the stand up guy I knew you were.
Had you not told me this, I would probably never know what you and the guy’s tried to do.
As it was, you thought about my feeling ahead of your own.
That, that is why I kissed you, and why ever so gradually I’m falling in love with you.” She said.
Half way home Karen had me pull onto a dirt trail the fancied itself a road.
“What are we doing here?” I asked.
“Just keep driving, I’ll tell you when to stop.” Karen informed me.
This road became rougher and more pitted as we drove down it.
All to soon the road ended in an ancient turn around, that just sent you back the way you came.
Telling me to park the car, Karen hopped out and began to strip off her clothes.
In just seconds she was bare ass naked and running through the woods ahead.
As she ran, she shouted back to get naked and follow her.
So being the good boy I am, I did as I was told, I stripped naked and ran after her.
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