Too Clever · Part 2 (2/2)
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Jo turned her focus to a wrist lock first. “Hmm, Alblov-924’s. Sophisticated and difficult to pick. These will take a bit. You like to make sure you were locked up safe and sound, huh? Why don’t you go get the money while I begin.” Alex left the room as Jo retrieved slender metal tools from her kit.
Alex returned shortly with a short stack of bills in her hand and Cam’s ATM card in the other. “Ay… He’s a little short. I’ll have to get the money and be back shortly.” Cam moaned his unease with her leaving him with a stranger. “Is that okay?”
Jo, focused on the lock, gave a little smile, “He’ll be safe enough. Go on then, but don’t take too long.” Alex left the money on a side table as she left the apartment. Jo continued her work on the first lock. “You're lucky. A thousand is actually a good discount given your circumstances. Like I said… I got curious.” Some clicking from the action could be heard as Jo’s eyes delivered her frustrations. “Now, if this were to happen at a sex club, and it has, more often than you’d think, my rate is a grand per lock.” Cam was shocked. That much would have cleaned him out for a couple of months.
“But again, when I heard her voice… I got very curious… Bitches like yourself are so predictable…” There was a seed of something telling in what she just said. Cam began to worry. “Don’t move, this is very delicate work. Any jarring motions, and I’ll have to start over. You, uh… really love her. Don’t you.”
Cam was unnerved at the question, but gave a gentle head shake that his affections were only for Alex. He fought back a tear thinking about how he’d let her down, hoping Jo didn’t notice.
Forty-five minutes later, “Maldito ATMs! I had to go to three different ones due to the withdrawal limits. Here’s your money.” A tall stack of bills were piled next to ones from earlier.
Jo was working on the last of the wrist and ankle locks. “Good. I was beginning to get lonely.” Alex smirked at the remark before casting a scowl at Cam.
“Oh. That’s right bitch!” She was addressing Cam. “While I was out, I got you a new cock cage. An Alcatraz-3.0. You’ll be in it for about FOUR months for all the trouble I had to go through for you!”
Jo’s eyebrows went up in concern. The last of the four wrist and ankle locks clicked open with a satisfying snap. “Has he… ever been locked up that long?”
“He’s not going to have much of a choice after tonight! Are you perra?”
“Well…” Jo moved on to the collar lock. “Hmm, a Dublo-500. Heavy duty and near indestructible. This one’s going to take some time. Anyway, are you prepared to have him locked away for that long?”
“Que? What do you mean?”
“Let’s just say… I have some experience with men of his persuasion. It’s all fun and games for him at first… Then they get desperate, and needy, and clingy.” Click, click, snap, click. “With your body and your looks… if you didn’t get any rest from his pleadings before, well just imagine what it’ll be like once you deny him any kind of release for that long.” Snap, click, tink, tink, click. “Just something to think about.” A few minutes went by before… SNAP. “Ah, that’s it. Nice easy release.” She gave a sideways glance to Alex, her eyes on her for an uneasy amount of time for Cam’s liking. His cock bobbed in its confines nonetheless.
“Fake dildos just don’t quite do the trick, you know?” Alex was pondering. The cautionary words distracted her. “Alright, onto the main event. I’ll need the toy in his ass removed if you’d care to do the honors. Then we should sit him in that bondage chair while I work on his unit. You’ll have to secure his arms and legs though. They get so very squirmy when I’m working around their favorite toy. Up to you if you want to leave his gag in.”
Jo began reorganizing her tools as she moved the toolbox nearer the chair. Slap! Alex’s wallop to Cam’s face surprised him. “Don’t think I didn’t see you getting hard while she was working on you!” She whispered angrily in his ear, “Did she touch you while I was getting your money you stupid joder?” Cam pleaded that Jo didn’t through his gag. She hissed, “You better hope not for your sake. You’re still in very big trouble!” With that she pulled the beads from him as if she were starting a lawnmower. Cam shrieked loudly as his cock throbbed with the abrupt stimulation. His hole was open and pulsing, allowing Alex a look inside as it slowly closed.
Precum dripped from his tip as he whimpered and craned around wildly. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Alex had the leather paddle in hand, beating his ass until it was a brilliant shade of pink. Jo gave an astonished look, though she had one hand absently up on her breast while the other was nearly folded into her crotch. Jo suddenly realized she was touching herself through her coveralls, “Um. Say, there’ll be time for that later. Get him over here now please.”
Alex put the paddle down, cursing under her breath she unclipped Cam and pulled him off the table by his hair. He stumbled and nearly fell twice during the brisk march to the bondage chair. Jo remarked, “Oh! He’s hairless downstairs! That’ll make it easier.” Alex continued to lead him by the hair on his head as the feeling in his arms and legs pained him the whole way. Not to mention the crook in his neck from being on the table for hours on end. Alex irately strapped his forearms and legs to the chair. She secured his head with a strap over his gag to the back for good measure. Cam could flex his feet and hands, but that was about it. The feeling started to sink back into his limbs, though his ass ached and was uncomfortable in his new seated position.
Cam looked down at Jo who was on her knees with lockpicks in both hands, her pert lips were slightly apart as she studied the tumbler mechanism. Alex had retreated with arms crossed again and her signature scowl. “Cam, sweety, you’re going to have to relax your dick if you want me to pick this thing. It can’t be bobbing up and down with these tools in the lock or we won’t get anywhere.” Alex frowned all the more, her eyes shooting lasers into Cam’s face. Cam did his best to relax though his cock had other ideas. His queen across the room, watching while another goddess was in front of him on her knees… He wasn’t relaxing anytime soon. “Cam. Please, whatever you’re thinking about, think of something else.”
Alex huffed and left the room. The sounds of water and clanking angrily echoed. She returned with a pitcher full of ice water. “Get out of the way!” Jo quickly moved as Alex dumped the water and ice onto Cam’s crotch. He wailed through the gag as the shock of the water took effect and shrank his manhood. Alex proceeded to dump some on his scalp as well. “Fucking get it together bitch! There’s always more of this to pour on you!” Cam whimpered as he shivered, his skin sprouting goosebumps. “Ok now?” She tossed a towel to Jo.
Jo got back into place on her knees once more. Cam’s cock was withered, and he willed it to not get hard again. Jo’s eyes were on the lock once more, her mouth was parted as she held her tools aloft. There was a long pause, then she lowered her hands a little. “You know… a thousand is a lot of money. Granted, I’m cutting him a deal… Perhaps you’d like to keep that cash for yourself?”
Alex dropped her scowl and her arms. “What do you mean?”
“Two months is a long time without cock, even for a woman like you. You were looking forward to getting some after your long trip, weren’t you?”
Alex began to look uncomfortable. “What… what are you saying?”
Jo put her tools down and got up, turning to meet Alex’s eyes. “As I said… I got curious. I get curious from time to time. Just your voice on the phone got me curious. You and I are not so different, the little bitches in our lives. The difference may be that when my Chris gets a fantasy stuck in his perverted little mind, he’s all in. Sometimes it’s months before I get cock from him. But only because I love him so much, I’m willing to fulfill his wishes, for certain lengths of time. His latest fantasy has seen his cock locked up and body confined in my basement for nearly eight months.”
Cam and Alex were both surprised, “Eight months!”
“Yes, he needs to be kept locked away in chains under my home. Otherwise, it would be twenty-four-seven of needy, needy, needy, please, please, please. It’s fine in small doses, but I haven’t got time for all that.” She started to unzip her coveralls. “But like I said… I get curious. And you want your man’s cock freed right?” She stepped out of the work clothes to reveal a white sports bra and bikini briefs.
Alex’s jaw dropped. Cam’s cock ignited like a rocket ready for liftoff, confined as it was. Alex scoffed trying to find the right words, “I don’t… I’m not…”
Jo moved closer to her, “I don’t and I’m not either. But… I get curious, and with our bitches locked away… A girl’s got needs that deserved to be filled right? And what better way to get some of yours than by making him watch?”
Alex got overly defensive, “I’ll find someone else! You’re not the only locksmith in town!”
“You can go ahead and try. Myself, I didn’t choose this career, my Chris chose it for me. His first big adventure involved supergluing and breaking the key off inside his solid steel collar. You can imagine how difficult it was to find someone just willing to take that apart. It’s a very small community of professionals and I’m very certain word has already been passed around about your bitch’s problem, which is now your problem. Right? With everyone in on the know, prices will be very steep to get him out. Think: ‘new car’ types of prices.”
Alex was furious. If looks could kill, Cam would have been a charred smoldering corpse. She stared hard at him, “…All right, but nothing loco. Nothing strange. OK?” Cam couldn’t make a sound, his cock strained against his confinement in a rage, his balls nearly violet.
“Take your clothes off.” Jo smiled and headed to a shelf she’d been eyeing surreptitiously. She took a black leather square with straps and threw it to Alex. She then grabbed a wand vibe and small spreader bar. She bent down to Cam’s face, “She’s going to wear that, as I saw your rose has very sharp thorns, and I don’t like to be pricked.” Alex glowered as she loosely fastened the buckles forming the leather square into a tube open at the ends. “Behind your back if you please.” Alex cuffed her forearms through the leather behind her as Jo walked over with the other items. Dropping them, she tightened the straps.
Alex’s forearms were forced together as she balled up her fists, her glorious orbs pushed out. Jo moved in front of her, taking in her beauty as she ran hands over her nipples and down her flanks. She gave a gentle squeeze to Alex’s butt. Jo put a finger in her mouth before suddenly hooking it into Alex’s sex. “Oh, you’re wet already!” Alex made to protest but gasped instead as Jo wiggled higher into her tight quim. Jo went in to kiss her on the lips as Alex attempted to pull away. A hand behind her neck stopped her and their lips sealed as Jo moaned. “…Very curious.” Jo removed her undergarments quickly.
Cam momentarily forgot he was bound and caged as he was completely and devastatingly turned on. His mind spun 100 miles an hour with depraved thoughts. Jo kicked Alex’s feet wider, placing the one-foot spreader bar between and securing it to her ankles. Jo then went to her knees and picked up the wand vibe.
“Ay! Dios Mio!” Alex squealed in a high pitch.
“Oh. Too much? Let’s slow it a bit.” Jo worked two fingers into Alex as she lowered the vibe’s power. Alex started to shake and moan, squealing impiously as the wand was pushed against her clit and two of Jo’s fingers slowly drove up and down inside. Her tits bounced and legs trembled as the minutes went by. Jo had a gleeful look. “Hey, not so fast!” She took the wand away but continued with her fingers as Alex looked down, her mouth in a tense O. Cam could see there was lust and wanting on her face mixed with embarrassment. Jo made a quick lick upward as Alex threw her head back. “Hmm, so sweet.” She kept teasing Alex’s clit until it popped forth, engorged and sensitive. “My turn now. Get on your knees.” Alex was hesitant but did as told. She reluctantly opened her mouth. “No, not like that. I want you bowed down, ass in the air.”
Alex went back to fiery defiance, “I don’t think so!”
“You’ll do as you’re told unless you want your ass to look like your bitch’s over there. Then he can stay locked up and I’ll take the money anyway. Savvy?”
Alex glared at her as she slowly bowed forward until her face was against the floor. It was humiliating enough for her to get to her knees, but now to be prostrate was the icing on the cake. If Cam weren’t a desperately horny animal, he’d be dreading her retribution once this evening was over. Jo walked slowly around behind. Smack! “Ay! Hey! No!”
“Where’s the fun in that?” Smack! She struck both ass cheeks at the same time as a drip of Alex’s juices landed on the floor. She exclaimed a surprised and shameless moan. “Looks like maybe you hold back from your bitch yourself. Maybe I should let him up, to have a bit of fun.”
“Oh! No! No! He’s in enough trouble already!” Fear and longing were in Alex’s eyes.
“Another time then…”, she winked at Cam. Jo moved back in front and got down onto her back. She pulled Alex’s head up by the ponytail. Alex cursed in pain and disgrace. Jo slid under her face, releasing her hair. “Get to it. You know what to do.”
Alex began to lick as Jo propped herself on an elbow, squeezing her nipple with her other hand. Haughty sounds from Jo began as Alex continued to lap. “Oooh, yeah. Get in there!” She let go of her breast and pushed Alex’s face harder into her pussy. Alex flexed her fingers and whimpered in concern as it seemed like her air was cut off momentarily. “Use your tongue bitch! You know how a queen likes her pussy serviced!” Alex began to fuck her slit with her tongue pushed out as far as possible. “Oh! Oh yes! That’s it. Yeaaah! Huh, fuck! More! Faster!” Alex’s body began to rock back and forth as she applied more vigor to her efforts.
She alternated suckling Jo’s clit, pushing her tongue inside, and running the tip along the sides of her button. Jo resumed squeezing her breasts as she reposed all the way back, the other hand more gently placed on the back of Alex’s head. Jo’s head went back with eyes clamped shut as her mouth formed a large O. She screamed, a hot spray of her orgasm shot, coating Alex’s face as she attempted to come up for air.
Cam was nearly having an out of body experience. Seeing his queen, the one he would do anything for, forced to service an equally gorgeous Domme… He could hardly contain himself as precum seeped from his tip. He was moaning hungrily through his gag as he didn’t blink during the entire licentious display.
“Oh! Oh God! God that was good! Hmmm….” Jo got to her feet as Alex remained as she was. “Have you used this on him yet?” She indicated the strap-on still on the table. Alex shook her head. “Well then, let’s give your little bitch a good end to the show.” She slipped it on and cinched it tight around her hips before coating it with lube. She winked again to Cam as she found the wand vibe and got down behind Alex.
Alex again wanted to protest; her face clearly showed it. She was utterly humiliated, but still strongly turned on. She furtively craved release. “Oh! Dios Mio! Fuck!” Jo slid the dildo all the way in, to the hilt. Withdrawing halfway, she placed the wand expertly against Alex’s clit.
“Look at your bitch!” Cam wasn’t sure who was being addressed but Alex and Cam looked each other in the eyes all the same. Jo began pumping into her at a quickening pace as the vibe climbed.
Alex squealed in hedonistic delight. Her breathing caught in her chest and her legs flexed as her hands balled back into tight fists. “AY Yes! YES! Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder! OOohhh!”
Jo smiled devilishly as she began to pound into Alex. A few more minutes ticked by before she eventually looked at Cam. The wand was suddenly pulled away. “Ask him for permission to cum.”
“Oh! Oh? Que!? Oh, OH!” Jo continued to plough roughly into her.
Smack! “You heard me. Ask your bitch for permission to cum, BITCH!” SMACK!
This was a serious breach of etiquette. “Ay! Oh! No, no! Ahhh!” Jo had placed her thumb atop Alex’s butthole.
“I wasn’t asking. Do it!” Her digit entered past the knuckle.
“Ahhhh!! NO! Bitch! I mean Cam! Please! Please let me cum!”
Cam, despite being bound and his manhood shut away, found himself in a very unique position of power. He wondered… If he didn’t let her, would she take it out on him? But if he did, would he be rewarded?
“Memph! Memph muphf conph cumph Mitch!”
Alex’s eyes sparkled as a large grin came to her pretty mouth. Jo smiled broadly as well as she put the vibe back against Alex’s sex, quickening her thrusts akin to a steam locomotive. “Ah! AH! OOooh! FUCK! FUUUCK!! YES! OooHH! Oooh! Ahhhh!!! AHHHHH!!!” Her climax broke and she soaked the floor. Jo however kept the vibe against her, giving a drawn-out post-orgasm torture for a few minutes more. The pair were absolutely and devastatingly stunning, their bodies flexing, their vocalizations, his tanned goddess and her blond captor… Their images and sounds were burned into Cam’s brain forever. He was a shaking, quaking horny mess.
Released from her bonds, Alex staggered a bit as she put her clothes back on. Jo did the same, getting back into her coveralls before picking Cam’s cock cage lock. It actually took her the least amount of time compared to the others. It was opened in a matter of fifteen seconds.
Alex was in utter disbelief. “That’s it!? A few seconds?”
“That’s it. I could have used a hairpin. These types of novelty locks aren’t all they appear to be.”
Cam’s dick sprang forth once the contraption was fully removed. The entirety of his iron-hard rod was sweaty, purple, and throbbing with a life of its own.
Alex stood him up, still leaving the gag in, before clipping his hands behind him. “Get to the bedroom joder. And you better enjoy tonight, because after you’re going to be in this for a while my special fucking idiot.” She held up the new cock cage with a grimace. Cam left the room as quickly as possible, grateful that he may be getting an awful climax of his own soon enough. Alex grabbed the stack of money, shoving it into a pocket as Jo finished packing up her tools. Neither said anything as they walked out the apartment front door, closing it behind them.
Jo began, “Well, it was nice seeing you again. It’s been too long. Do you think he suspects anything?”
“Ha. My little fuck toy? His brain is too fried to add one plus one right now.”
“You should take care of him. He loves you too much to live without you… ya know?” There was a long pause as she knowingly looked at the door, “So, when is your luggage being delivered?”
“Ah, tomorrow. I found his keys before I left and stashed them under a plant. I had considered letting him know about a month in, but when you saw him out getting his haircut… Thank you for calling me.”
“Bitches are so predictable. They think they’re so clever, until they aren’t. You better get in there and get him to shoot his load before he boils over.”
“Ay! What was with the thumb in my ass!”
Jo shrugged, “I was in the moment. I should get going, Chris’s probably been fucking himself silly with a monster dildo.” She sighed as she ran a hand through Alex’s hair, “All good things must come to an end. I could use a good hard fuck myself tonight. I’ll have to spring Chris from his dungeon. It’s been long enough.” Jo leaned in and kissed Alex. At first, she didn’t entirely reciprocate, but then there was a spark, and they made out harder. Alex finally broke it off, her breathing heavy with desire. “Drop by for a visit sometime, you know, if you ever get… curious….” Jo walked slowly down the stairs as Alex watched her go. She exhaled with a shiver, before she slipped back inside her apartment. There was a beastly cock that badly needed her attentions.
She smiled to herself on the way to the bedroom, “My own special fucking idiot… I guess I love him too…”
Too Clever · Part 2 (2/2)
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