I had a fun and devious idea for Russell, as he navigates the challenges of the month of Locktober. My idea was to simply make it more challenging. Ha!
Instead of follow the pea, it was going to be...follow the key!
It wasn't until October 4th, yesterday, that I could get Cassandra over to the Facility, Summer home from work and to get Russell freed-up so he could report to my office. I think he was a little shocked when he saw all three of us waiting for him.
His eyes lowered in our presence, looking at our feet and heels first. This is what Russell was conditioned to do in the presence of female dominance, so it took him a few moments before he noticed the keys.
The internal brass locks of modern chastity devices have very distinctive keys.
Russ, now in the presence of three beautiful women and feeling very vulnerable, just noticed that each of us were wearing a chastity key.
Without hesitation, I explained to him how his Locktober experience would unfold.
"Russell honey..."
"One of us, is wearing the actual key to your chastity cage. Which means only one of us has the ability to unlock you at the end of the month."
"Oh...ummm, yes Mistress Andrea."
"And as you are well aware young man, the 31st of October doesn't mean you instantly earn your release. Rather, the end of the month is a time to assess and reflect on your behaviour during the month and your devotion and service to your keyholder, correct?
"Yes, Mistress Andrea."
"But since you don't know which one of us is your actual keyholder, you should likely be on your best behaviour around all of us?
Russell finally got it now. It took a minute for this predicament to sink in, before he truly absorbed his peril. He groaned out loud, as I began to escalated his torment.
"If Miss Summer needs her toes sucked on after a long day at work, your reply to her will be...?"
"Yes, Miss Summer." Russell replied to me while looking at her.
"If Miss Cassandra tells you to strip bare and get across her knee, you will say...?"
"Yes, Miss Cassandra, right away, Ma'am."
That one really had Russell blushing and humiliated. Cassie is like 20 years younger than him!
"Good boy." I praised.
"Now, I think Summer needed your help lifting something. Would you mind, young man?"
"Of course, Mistress."
This part was all scripted, I was holding back a giggle fit. Summer had since left my office to go change into her "yoga wear"...if you wanna call it that. Here's the actual Summer below:
And she was waiting for Russell outside by the lawn.
"I thought you wanted me to lift something, Miss Summer?" Russell said to her in a puzzled but desperate manner.
"I do," she replied in her most innocent tone, "my legs...help lift my legs. It's a yoga pose, silly."
Haha! That's my little minion! Her arse and legs in those pants are just breathtaking.
The tip of his chastity cage in his pants was literally resting on Summer's sit-spots.
That's it, my girl, spread those legs for Russell! He's probably just horrified with frustration right now, and it's only day 4!
😈
Things didn't get much better for him when the yoga was over and he came back inside. I had changed clothing too!
"Ooopsie. I dropped a pencil."
Hehe.
Mistress Andrea
xoxo
2 comments:
Is the "real" Russel in lockup? Mmmm?
Once upon a time, he certainly was, and not just in October, it was 24/7 with very few exceptions!
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