1. Padlocked And More - Part 2


    Date: 8/3/2016, Categories: Bisexual, Author: padlocked88, Source: LushStories

    allowed her to tie my hands behind my back. Next she tied a string to the padlock in my cock and then to the foot post on the bed. For her last treat she took a blue rubber ball and shoved it into my mouth. I suddenly realized how helpless I was and how immobile I'd become just standing there. "I got rid of your man underwear," she began. "From now on you'll wear the same pretty panties I wear... when you're allowed to wear any at all." She opened the closet doors to show that all of my shirts were gone and replaced with eight white t-shirts. "There's one for each day of the week and one to wear when you do the laundry every Saturday. Your old jeans are gone too. I'll let you know what you can wear when and if you ever get out of the house." Before I could even think about what I was supposed to wear to work she informed me that I didn't have a job anymore. About a week ago I told her I thought my boss was an asshole and she repeated that compliment to him. I've been fired. My car was in her garage and she planned to sell it. She'd paid off my only credit card and showed me the pieces she'd cut it into. She'd deposited $600 into my bank account but she had my debit card and would tell me when to use it and what for. "I don't think you'll be going to the ATM in a T-shirt and panties." She giggled. Cindy wrapped her arms around me and pressed her naked body against mine. She almost laughed at the feel of my half hard cock against her crotch. Even with the padlock I was starting ...
    to get hard. She told my how much she loved me, and didn't want me to go. She promised me we'd have alot of fun. She said all the right things and made all the right promises. She reached down and cradled my cock in her hand while she buried her tongue in my mouth. Lastly, she promised me all the sex I could handle. She had me right where she wanted me, physically and mentally. Suddenly, she stepped back and stared at me. Her expression changed and so did the tone of her voice. "You have no money, you have no car. You have no job, no income, no credit, no clothes. If you want to leave you can leave wearing what you're wearing right now. Do you want to leave?" I paused a second and shook my head slowly. No. She returned to my now almost fully-hard and throbbing cock and wrapped a hand around it. She stroked me a couple of times then moved her hand to my balls. She squeezed until I grunted and my knees began to buckle. The pain shot up into my belly and I suddenly found myself crying. "These are mine now," she told me. "And so is this." She wrapped her other hand around my cock and began pushing it downwards towards the floor. I began to panic because that's where an erect cock doesn't go. "I didn't say you could get hard," Cindy said. "If I want it hard, I'll make it hard and if it gets hard without my permission you'll be punished. "You're not allowed to touch it or play with it or even hold it when you go pee or you'll be punished. On that subject, you will be allowed to go ...