Sunday, February 1, 2015

Lunchtime Re-awakening

I was excited to lay-out my clothes for the following day.  We were having lunch again.  It had been a few months since we last met up, so I was looking forward to seeing E.

As I selected my best fitting jeans, fitted navy blue button down shirt, and my cowboy boots to wear and try to look my best, the tell tale tune of E's text message rang through the air.  I was a little shocked because she never texts me in the evening, and my heart briefly sank, thinking she was canceling for our lunch date.

However, as I stared at the text, I tried to comprehend what I was seeing...

"You know that plastic cage you've told me about.  I want you to wear that to work tomorrow and bring me the key at lunch."

I was shocked and thrilled...but couldn't quite comprehend.  I thought it was a joke or a mistake, so I replied...

"You want me to wear my chastity cage to lunch????"

And in true E and Miss E fashion, the simple response was...

"Do as your told.  No more texts."

I was thrilled, excited, nervous, anxious, and aroused!!!


After regaining my wits and finished laying out my clothes for the next day, I turned out the lights and tried to sleep, though my fantasies betrayed me and it was a very restless night.

In the morning I awoke, instantly excited, aroused, and nervous again.  My emotions swirled.  Could this really be happening?  Is it a joke?  Do I blindly obey again?   OF COURSE I DO...how could I not!

Ever eager to please I put the confining cage on when I woke and headed off to work.

Shortly before lunch I received the normal texts from E...pleasantries and confirming the time and place of lunch.  I was growing ever more uncomfortable and crowded in the plastic confine!

Lunchtime finally arrived and as I pulled into the parking lot, I saw E exiting her car and walking towards our meeting place.  I was in awe watching her cute bottom sway in her perfectly fitting jeans, and her long legs accentuated by her black leather boots.

As is our custom, I hugged her and kissed her cheek upon entering the sandwich shop.  I started to whisper into her ear that I was wearing the cage, but she turned and walked towards the counter, calling over her shoulder "What are you going to get?"   Ugh!  She wasn't going to acknowledge my  obedience!  She knows that drives me wild!

After ordering, I paid for our lunches and we found a secluded table in the back.  Again I started to address the text that I had received the night before, only to be diverted back to a normal conversation.  I could see a slight smile on her beautiful lips, but she showed no other sign of acknowledgement...again causing me great angst!

As we were eating and I was giving my opinion on the latest current event topic that we were discussing, Ms E finally emerged.  With a steely stare and her distinct, melodic, yet firm voice, she interrupted my musings..."Show me your key".

I stammered...she could always keep me off guard, but obediently retrieved the small brass key from my pocket and held the key up for her to see.  She let out a giggle.  "You need to prove that you're wearing it"'.

I almost began to sweat.  There was NO WAY that she would expect me to expose my sheathed member in the restaurant...but then again, she did not embarrass easily and was very confident and I had the slightest feeling that she would make me do just that.   I saw the amusement on her face as she watched my growing discomfort...not only from embarrassment and nervousness, but also from my member trying desperately to grow against it's hard plastic prison.

After what seemed an eternity of angst, she released me from the unknown.  "Go to the bathroom...take a picture of your cage, then remove it, masturbate for me collecting your cum in this plastic cup.  Lock yourself back up and return the key to me"

"Yes Ma'am" was all I could originally muster, but as I pushed back my chair and stood, a brilliant idea flashed across my mind.  "Can I take a picture of you to use in there" I asked with a sly grin.

Again with her steely glare and even tone she replied, "No, you may not.  I know you have pictures of me that you can use.  In fact, show me which one you're going to use."

Once again embarrassed and put in my place, I obediently flipped through the gallery on my phone and produced the picture that I would use for my task.


She simply smiled and told me to go.

I quickly took a picture in my cage, then frantically removed the personal prison.  I was nervous about how long I was taking and hoping that nobody would be waiting outside.  With that uncertainty on my mind it was difficult at first, but I soon found myself thinking only of her, and pleasing her.  I instantly grew hard and completed my task, filling the tiny plastic cup.  I raced to lock myself back in confinement and was pleasantly relieved that nobody was waiting outside the door when I exited.  

I returned to the table, showed her the picture, handed her my key, and shyly slid the tiny plastic cup onto the table, trying to conceal it from any other patrons.  

She smiled at the picture, then glanced down at the cup.  "Show me what you'll do for me.  Pour that on your sandwich and finish it".

I was so incredibly nervous and embarrassed.  But I was so eager to please, and she now had my key, so I needed to obey.  I poured the contents of the cup on my sandwich and ate it down with a twisted frown upon my face.  

"You're such a good boy" she said, much too loudly.  I was certain the nearby tables had heard her.  "Now thank me, for allowing you to do that".

I could feel myself straining against the plastic again as I looked directly into her beautiful brown eyes and thanked her as loudly as I could muster, almost certain that other people had heard our little exchange.

As I started to ask what prompted the return of her dominant side, she just as quickly changed the subject back to typical lunchtime content.

A few minutes later we walked back to our cars, me following behind, watching her sexy feminine sway, that I could only hope that she was exaggerating for my pleasure and torture.

As we reached her car, I leaned in to kiss her cheek, and tried to slide over to her lips. She slapped me with a wicked grin.  "You know better".  I blushed and kissed her cheek, but gently placed my hand on her gorgeous bottom.  She allowed my hand to linger for a few seconds and then pushed me away.  "Thank you for lunch.  I know you have another key at home, so you make unlock yourself after work tonight."

I couldn't speak and returned to my car.  My first message to her after lunch of course was addressing the events, but true to her form, she simply ignored any reference to it, and went on with normal discussion....driving me crazy!



OK, unfortunately this was not an actual event...but it's something that formed in my mind and I haven't made an entry in a long time, so I felt I should write it down...that's what fantasies are for!  I'm not sure I could actually do everything in this fantasy....then again, looking into those gorgeous brown eyes, I could probably do more than I think.