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Old 03-18-2006, 01:07 PM
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I hope it is acceptable to contribute things like this here. Original fiction.

I woke up shortly before the alarm sounded, and like nearly
every morning, my cock ached, swollen and trapped inside the
chastity device that had been locked on three weeks earlier.
Today was Friday, or more specifically Firday morning. My
chance to earn release. All I had to do was win at a very
simple game, one my Mistress had designed to tease and
torment me beyond my wildest dreams and imagination.

Downstairs she had a gym containing a dozen or so of the most
modern workout equipment available and each Friday, she would
host "workout parties" where she would invite four of her
friends over for a nice morning workout, a sauna, and then a
swim. The game was simple: all I needed to do was correctly
identify each of her friends.

I squirmed, my wrists and ankles each secured firly to the
posts of the bed, waiting for the alarm that would wake her
and start my day.

I could hear the alarm through the wall and in what seemed
like an eternity later, the door opened and Mistress stood
there grinning. An oversized red ball gag dangling from her
left index finger and a thick rubber hood from her right.
The first thing she did was tape two cotton pads over my
eyes, blinding me completely, followed by two small earphones
she place in each ear. Next, I help my breath as she coated
my face and head in powder and slowly encased my head in the
rubber hood. Soon, the headphones filled with a soft static,
making it impossible to hear anything. The only exposure was
a hole for my mouth and two for my nostrils. The first
filled as she pressed the red ball gag to my lips. I opened
wide and she buckled it tightly in place. I could barely
make out her laughter over the static in my ears as I moaned
deeply and desperately.

First my ankles were unlocked, then my wrists, which were
still cuffed and secured behind my back as I stood up beside
the bed. A small chain was placed between my ankle cuffs,
forcing me to shuffle quickly to follow her, encourgament
provided by a leash attached to my balls which she tugged
with short snaps to get me moving.

Blind, bound and helpless, I followed, occassionally bumping
walls or doorways. Down the last set of steps, which I
managed to negotiate without falling. When I arrived, I was
led to a pillory, my head and wrists secured in stocks and my
ankles similarly restrained, forcing me to spread my knees
and squat uncomfortably.

The static stopped.

"Ladies, as you know, part of the fun of today's workout is
tormenting this loser. I covered his face, so you wouldn't
have to look at him and he doesn't deserve to see you, so I
have made sure that he will be kept in the dark as you
exercise. That is the kind of thing this disgusting little
pervert jerks off to, well, when he was able to."

The room fills with laughter as I feel something pressing
against my chastity device, making it bob up and down.

"At some time during your workout, each of you will come over
here and press your armpit to his nose. Let him have at
least one good sniff, more if you like. At the end, I will
remove his gag and he will have to identity each of you by
name and in the correct order. If he does, I will unlock his
little cock cage and he can give us a little show. If he is
wrong, he waits another week."

And then static.

Impossible to get comfortable and then after what seems like
an eternity, I can feel her warmth and I catch her scent.
Hot, musky, sweaty. I feel her close, the scent stronger
now, her armpit now pressed across my rubber encased face.
Mouth gagged, I can't help but breath in her scent.
Droplets of sweat on my nose, covering me completely now, her
sweaty armpit smothering me, her scent filling my senses,
like I am drowning in it. I try to think, my cock now
swelling to fill its cage, starting to hurt, to ache. I
recognize it, at least I think I do. Kimberly maybe,
Kaitlyn? What voices did I hear. It could be one of 20
women at least, but I know her!

Diane! It is Diane! It comes to me all at once as she is
pulling away. Dark, damp, musky.

The second one is easier, it is Mistress. A scent I would
recognize anywhere. She give me about two seconds to sniff
and is gone, leaving me squirming, my cock throbbing,
desperate for her touch. I am addicted to every one of her
scents and she knows it.

It is going to be harder now, because may hood still has some
of Diane's sweat on it.

The third one has me completely stumped. She is not just
sweaty and hot, she is downright stinky and I can't
concentrate because of it. It goes on for an eternity,
smothering me and releasing, smearing her sweaty pits over my
nose. I wonder if she has waited to shower, knowing how this
humiliates me.

I pull at my bound wrists. I need to touch myself. I need
to cum. Inside the hood I start to sob in humiliation and
frustration.

I hate this game now. I need it to end, but it doesn't.
The girl with the stinky pits isn't stopping, she is forcing
me to smell her, to breathe her. Gagged as I am, all I can
do is breathe in her aroma, her odor. It is what I have
become, what I am reduced to. I try to beg, but it comes out
a mumble into the gag. I think they are laung now.

My jaw starts to ache.

And I have no idea who she is.

The next two are just as bad. Total mysteries. One musky
and sweaty, the other sweet and pleasant.

Finally, the gag comes off and I try to stretch my jaw. The
static disappears.

Time to guess.

"The first had to be Diane," I said confidently. Silence.

"And then was you Mistress, I would know that scent
anywhere."

I paused, trying to think. "The third," I scrunched my face
a little, bringing more laughter.

"Was that Donna?" I asked, having no idea.

"The fourth was Mandy? And last was Sara?" I asked unsure.

I felt the stocks lift as I was led out of them and brought
to a low table. I knew the next part of the game, I was
strapped down to the bench, unable to move an inch, while
they went and took a sauna.

Static again.

And then, once I was secure, Mistress's voice resumed. "You
lost again today. But you got three right this time, which
is better." I knew she wouldn't tell me which.

I squirmed on the bench trying not to think of them getting
hot and sweaty in the sauna.

As each emerged, their armpits would be placed over my face,
for me to lick clean, to lick the sweat from them, while they
talked with each other. My cock ached and throbbed as I did.
Each of them was permitted to tell me who they were, if they
so chose. No one did.

I had a feeling I would be having the same problem next week
as well.
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Old 03-18-2006, 02:50 PM
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Amazing story, Icky. What a dream/nightmare situation to be in!
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cool story, the chastity device kind of scared me a little though haha
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Originally Posted by icky
I hope it is acceptable to contribute things like this here. Original fiction.

I woke up shortly before the alarm sounded, and like nearly
every morning, my cock ached, swollen and trapped inside the
chastity device that had been locked on three weeks earlier.
Today was Friday, or more specifically Firday morning. My
chance to earn release. All I had to do was win at a very
simple game, one my Mistress had designed to tease and
torment me beyond my wildest dreams and imagination.

Downstairs she had a gym containing a dozen or so of the most
modern workout equipment available and each Friday, she would
host "workout parties" where she would invite four of her
friends over for a nice morning workout, a sauna, and then a
swim. The game was simple: all I needed to do was correctly
identify each of her friends.

I squirmed, my wrists and ankles each secured firly to the
posts of the bed, waiting for the alarm that would wake her
and start my day.

I could hear the alarm through the wall and in what seemed
like an eternity later, the door opened and Mistress stood
there grinning. An oversized red ball gag dangling from her
left index finger and a thick rubber hood from her right.
The first thing she did was tape two cotton pads over my
eyes, blinding me completely, followed by two small earphones
she place in each ear. Next, I help my breath as she coated
my face and head in powder and slowly encased my head in the
rubber hood. Soon, the headphones filled with a soft static,
making it impossible to hear anything. The only exposure was
a hole for my mouth and two for my nostrils. The first
filled as she pressed the red ball gag to my lips. I opened
wide and she buckled it tightly in place. I could barely
make out her laughter over the static in my ears as I moaned
deeply and desperately.

First my ankles were unlocked, then my wrists, which were
still cuffed and secured behind my back as I stood up beside
the bed. A small chain was placed between my ankle cuffs,
forcing me to shuffle quickly to follow her, encourgament
provided by a leash attached to my balls which she tugged
with short snaps to get me moving.

Blind, bound and helpless, I followed, occassionally bumping
walls or doorways. Down the last set of steps, which I
managed to negotiate without falling. When I arrived, I was
led to a pillory, my head and wrists secured in stocks and my
ankles similarly restrained, forcing me to spread my knees
and squat uncomfortably.

The static stopped.

"Ladies, as you know, part of the fun of today's workout is
tormenting this loser. I covered his face, so you wouldn't
have to look at him and he doesn't deserve to see you, so I
have made sure that he will be kept in the dark as you
exercise. That is the kind of thing this disgusting little
pervert jerks off to, well, when he was able to."

The room fills with laughter as I feel something pressing
against my chastity device, making it bob up and down.

"At some time during your workout, each of you will come over
here and press your armpit to his nose. Let him have at
least one good sniff, more if you like. At the end, I will
remove his gag and he will have to identity each of you by
name and in the correct order. If he does, I will unlock his
little cock cage and he can give us a little show. If he is
wrong, he waits another week."

And then static.

Impossible to get comfortable and then after what seems like
an eternity, I can feel her warmth and I catch her scent.
Hot, musky, sweaty. I feel her close, the scent stronger
now, her armpit now pressed across my rubber encased face.
Mouth gagged, I can't help but breath in her scent.
Droplets of sweat on my nose, covering me completely now, her
sweaty armpit smothering me, her scent filling my senses,
like I am drowning in it. I try to think, my cock now
swelling to fill its cage, starting to hurt, to ache. I
recognize it, at least I think I do. Kimberly maybe,
Kaitlyn? What voices did I hear. It could be one of 20
women at least, but I know her!

Diane! It is Diane! It comes to me all at once as she is
pulling away. Dark, damp, musky.

The second one is easier, it is Mistress. A scent I would
recognize anywhere. She give me about two seconds to sniff
and is gone, leaving me squirming, my cock throbbing,
desperate for her touch. I am addicted to every one of her
scents and she knows it.

It is going to be harder now, because may hood still has some
of Diane's sweat on it.

The third one has me completely stumped. She is not just
sweaty and hot, she is downright stinky and I can't
concentrate because of it. It goes on for an eternity,
smothering me and releasing, smearing her sweaty pits over my
nose. I wonder if she has waited to shower, knowing how this
humiliates me.

I pull at my bound wrists. I need to touch myself. I need
to cum. Inside the hood I start to sob in humiliation and
frustration.

I hate this game now. I need it to end, but it doesn't.
The girl with the stinky pits isn't stopping, she is forcing
me to smell her, to breathe her. Gagged as I am, all I can
do is breathe in her aroma, her odor. It is what I have
become, what I am reduced to. I try to beg, but it comes out
a mumble into the gag. I think they are laung now.

My jaw starts to ache.

And I have no idea who she is.

The next two are just as bad. Total mysteries. One musky
and sweaty, the other sweet and pleasant.

Finally, the gag comes off and I try to stretch my jaw. The
static disappears.

Time to guess.

"The first had to be Diane," I said confidently. Silence.

"And then was you Mistress, I would know that scent
anywhere."

I paused, trying to think. "The third," I scrunched my face
a little, bringing more laughter.

"Was that Donna?" I asked, having no idea.

"The fourth was Mandy? And last was Sara?" I asked unsure.

I felt the stocks lift as I was led out of them and brought
to a low table. I knew the next part of the game, I was
strapped down to the bench, unable to move an inch, while
they went and took a sauna.

Static again.

And then, once I was secure, Mistress's voice resumed. "You
lost again today. But you got three right this time, which
is better." I knew she wouldn't tell me which.

I squirmed on the bench trying not to think of them getting
hot and sweaty in the sauna.

As each emerged, their armpits would be placed over my face,
for me to lick clean, to lick the sweat from them, while they
talked with each other. My cock ached and throbbed as I did.
Each of them was permitted to tell me who they were, if they
so chose. No one did.

I had a feeling I would be having the same problem next week
as well.
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thx for the nice read man :D
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