It had been two solid months since I had turned 18. It was on this anniversary, that Mommy said was a very special one, where I hoped my poor cock would be released from the tube. I desperately hoped that is what would happen. I hadn't had a real release since that humiliating party and the cock tube was beginning to take effect. The way it bent my sissy-stick to be curved in a way it never had been before. All the blood rushed down, pumping the veins up so it should become so erect but just could not at all grow.
This divine rejection was a mixture of heaven and hell at the same time, I couldn't focus on anything else. It showed my true nature really, when all Mommy needed to do to make me her horny sissy slut, willing to do anything she ever asked, was lock me in a chastity tube. A more well behaved boy would have taken much more convincing and training to turn into the pathetic, soft, lust-obsessed girly boy that I now was.
She and Mary had completely achieved what they wanted, breaking down my self-esteem and confidence. The old me was gone, now I was just a horny slut who would do anything for a cheap release, all day, every day. And yet... I wasn't allowed a release. Mommy controlled my life in every single way, and in a sick but sensual kind of way I couldn't think of a better situation.
Mommy was a brunette goddess, 5'8" tall with 38GG breasts and the most perfect legs you'd ever seen. She was 38 years old, and devastating in the short skirts and high heels she liked to wear all the time. Her friend Mary, as devious as she, was a stunning blond with smaller breasts, but beautiful wholesome features which betrayed nothing of her wicked nature.
Only downside was now that I had been locked up for so long, my mind was only horny thoughts, that was all I could feel. At every opportunity I would get, when Mommy or Mary wasn't looking, I would mount some surface and hump away like a desperate bitch in heat. A cushion, a pillow, a blanket. Any surface soft enough to remind my caged penis of Mommy's voluptuous breasts was all I needed to try to get off. Luckily, Mommy had not discovered I was doing this yet.
Mary had almost caught me the odd time, but I quickly made it look like I was doing something else. Bear in mind, that wasn't my only doomed method to try and release all those horny thoughts that haunted my soul. My nipples had turned pink and grown so sensitive from how much I rubbed them. To make matters worse, Mommy had recently ordered I must sleep in the same bed as her.
"So I can cuddle my precious little boy." She exclaimed at the time, but I knew it was another avenue for teasing entirely.
In bed curled up to Mommy as usual, when she was asleep I would stare at how her breasts rose and fell softly as she slept, lick my manicured fingers, and begin to make sloppy wet circles around them, cutely tugging and pecking to give a humiliating soft sensation. None of it was ever enough to squirt cummies inside my tube, I think only Mommy or Mary could make that happen now.
Due to my age and sadly being a boy, I was somewhat taller than Mommy so of course my eye line was never at her large boobs. But they seemed to stare at me and it was difficult to avoid looking.
Mommy and I were cuddling in bed after a very hot shower together. She was rubbing my balls affectionately, so swollen they looked almost like two purple grapes about to burst. The smell of her wonderful perfume was so erotic as she wrapped me up tight into her luscious bosom. She was dressed in a divinely erotic black bra, tight panties, dark silk stockings and a thin dressing gown made entirely from lace.
Mommy had began also dressing me in nighttime attire, in order to be in touch with my own femininity, as she often cooed. She had dressed me in white nylons and a crop top. My giant testes, blown up purple so much bigger than normal, were hanging directly out which was very uncomfortable. All that had been on my mind for ages was if I would get to finally release my "cum cum" after so long. This had been my longest period in the tube yet.
Not only that but a desire had been growing in me for quite a long time. I desperately wanted to push my tiny little boy dick into Mommy's pussy and make love to it. That desire had been eating me up inside from how much I wanted it. I can imagine it now. So soft, sensual, wet. I thought about it daily, I needed it.
So when she was cuddling me in bed, I was smushed up against her boobs I brought it up.
"Mommy for the two month anniversary am I going to... be allowed to..." I stammered, feeling more nervous than ever before.
I tried to get the words out but Mommy looked so intimidating and beautiful, I was scared I would be punished for asking this.
"Be allowed to stick my dick in your pussy?"
