I am in chastity.
I wear a lacy bra.
I wear pink panties.
I have a hung boyfriend.
I awoke with a start. I was dreaming. My phone was buzzing and ringing. Emma was not beside me. My balls hurt big time. My ass seemed more sore than yesterday.
I answered the phone groggily. It was Emma.
"Honey, you seem to have overslept, you are running really late. Get dressed and come downstairs," Emma said firmly.
I muttered something in response and became wide awake very fast. Partly due to the pain of my trapped balls, partly due to realizing I was late. It hit me, with all that went on, I forgot to set my alarm. I looked at the time. I should be leaving for work in 5 minutes.
I somehow made it to the bathroom with my sore balls due to my chastity device and the butt plug in my sore ass.
This was the next stage of my submission to Naughty.
I tried to reapply some oil like Denise had shown me. My balls did feel better.
The butt plug in my ass also reminded me of my new reality. It came out with some effort as I squeezed my bowels on the toilet. It was dirty. I would have to clean it, lube it up with the lube I brought home, and reinsert it.
Or else.
I worked fast as my brain had woken up and was well aware of my lack of time. It felt so oddly arousing being plugged and caged as I quickly got a shirt, tie and suit on.
On the outside I wore the garb of savvy businessman. No one could see that underneath I was caged and plugged and obviously under someone else's control.
I hurried downstairs as best I could with my balls splayed by my cage and the butt plug in my ass.
I found Emma dressed for work and the kids finishing breakfast. She wore a light blue blouse and skirt, with royal blue stockings. Her low cut blouse emphasized her big breasts and made my blonde haired wife look hot. My penis strained painfully in it's cage. My balls ached. I felt my pulse on the plug in my ass.
"Here is something quick for you to drink," Emma said as she handed me some sort of protein shake that she had never made for me before. "It has all the nutrition and vitamins that you need."
I almost balked but instead just downed the surprisingly great tasting drink. In the past we used to have protein shakes, but they were not very good tasting and we stopped them after awhile. So this was a pleasant surprise.
Emma smiled as she handed me a lunch, my travelling coffee mug and my keys. I hesitated and thought about our usual goodbye kiss, but she shooed me on my way saying "hurry, you are now over 10 minutes late!"
I listened to her and just left.
I was thinking of a plan to end this as I was driving to work. This might be my one chance. I needed my best poker face. If I could use this past weekend and its humiliation to my advantage, maybe I could find out who Naughty was and a way out of this.
I also needed to talk to Emma.
We needed to talk.
I failed to make that happen last night.
Soon I was striding, or trying to stride, towards Denise's desk. It was ten after nine. My hot brunette secretary smiled as I approached and followed me into my office. Denise closed the door behind her and before I could say anything she took me in her arms and began kissing me passionately.
"How well did you sleep with the chastity device on?" Denise asked.
"Terribly, to be honest. It hurts to have an erection in this thing and when I do, my balls feel a burning where the ring surrounds them."
Denise looked concerned. She dropped to her knees, undid my belt and pulled my pants and underwear down. She lifted my caged manhood up and inspected the ring area. Then she applied some more baby oil. I had not noticed the bottle sitting on my desk. I glanced down to see Denise planting a kiss on my head of my cage.
"There, that should be better," Denise said. And it did feel somewhat better. She did a better job than I did. "You had better get changed and if you need it, clean out your behind with your enema bulb. Naughty texted me, we are to videochat at 9:30 am. White lingerie today."
"Just cleaned myself out and added a lot of lube so I should be good," I mentioned to my hot brunette secretary.
Denise helped me get my white lingerie on. It was in stark contrast to the black set that she wore. Her sheer black stockings looked hot on her legs, especially with the heels and pleated navy blue skirt that she wore. Underneath it I knew that she would have a black garter belt on, just like she would have a lacy black bra under her blue blouse.
When I inserted Denise's vibrating egg into her vagina, I discovered that I was right about her garter belt.
I sat down at my computer clad only in my white lingerie. I knew that Naughty would prefer to see me this way. It was 9:28 so we opened the video chat. As usual, Naughty could see us but we could not see Naughty.
Right at 9:30 am Naughty logged in.
"Nice looking lingerie. Next party you won't be wearing white. You looked good but white is for party virgins. Red maybe or pink. Maybe blue. I will tell you closer to the next party. You did do a good job by the way. I was impressed. Keep it up."
"Can we meet?" I blurted out.
I wanted to know who Naughty was and why. This had gone too far and gone on too long. My marriage was now in doubt, even if this morning did not show it. The very thing I was trying to protect when I agreed to do whatever Naughty said. And trying to protect my marriage got me deeper and deeper into this mess.
Naughty hesitated, then replied. "We already have."
"So you were at the party?" I queried.
"Yes. And I personally saw you in action, even better than on any video feed," typed Naughty.
"So then -" I continued.
