Across from him, Claire’s shy smile was melting his soul. “What else?” she asked softly.
“I want…” he thought. “I want to see you all naked.” His heart thundered. “All three of you. Together. While I cum.”
“Daddy…” Claire gasped under her breath.
“Done,” Brooke smiled.
“Done,” said Molly. “Nothing quite as fun as putting on a show with some other girls.” She and Brooke both looked to Claire for confirmation.
“Done,” Claire said, in a rush. Robert’s cage felt like it was going to crush him.
“Anything else?” Brooke asked. Robert could tell from the look on her face how much she was enjoying this.
His thoughts raced. “I want to watch Brooke cum.”
“Oh, so done,” Brooke smiled. “Unless Claire says no. What do you think, babe? I wouldn’t want you to get jealous.”
Claire squirmed in her seat. “No, that’s–that’s ok with me,” she said.
“Getting very greedy there, Mister Decker,” said Brooke. “Is there anything else?”
“…no. No, I think that’s it.”
“You’re going to have the best birthday,” Brooke laughed. “Think all the other daddies on that blog you love so much will be mad, when they hear how good you’ve got it?”
It was Robert’s turn to blush again.
Claire’s gaze was transfixed on him, and he couldn’t guess her thoughts. Had he gone too far?
“I have one counter-proposal,” said Brooke, drawing his attention. “Between now and…let’s say eight p.m. on your birthday, if you ask to cum–if we hear you say please let me cum– you get unlocked, and we watch you jerk your cock. And then no naked blowjobs. And we get to do whatever we want to make you beg for an orgasm, until then.”
Robert weighed the proposal. “That sounds good to me.”
Brooke laughed. “Wow, I’m going to have fun,” she said.
“I’m so proud of you, Mister Decker,” Molly whispered.
Robert watched Claire nervously. But whatever uncertainty she was feeling, she swept aside. She pulled her chair a bit closer and smiled. “We should get started,” she said. “We don’t want Molly to be stuck here all night.”
“Should we go to the living room?” Molly asked brightly.
“No,” said Claire, and the gentle commanding tone in her voice was enough to make Robert weak. “Right here.”
“Clothes off, Mister Decker,” said Brooke.
Robert stood and stripped slowly. All three of the girls had seen him naked before, but still with them all watching he could feel his heart ready to burst.
“Aw, look at how blue they look!” Brooke said, with a false sympathy that made his cock twitch again. Molly tossed his clothes onto the couch, and then returned to push Robert gently back into his seat. She knelt beside him and gestured for Brooke to join her on his opposite side. Claire watched from her chair, so Robert was trapped beneath his daughter’s hungry stare and with the other two breathing only inches away from his exposed cage.
“We’ll start slow,” said Molly. “After so long, we don’t want to overstimulate him by accident. And it wouldn’t be very fair if you made him cum when he didn’t want to…don’t you think?”
“I don’t know, I think it would be very hot to watch you lose your load, Mister
Decker,” Brooke giggled. “Do you think I could turn you into a premature ejaculator?”
“Don’t make him cum unless he asks for it,” Claire insisted. “That was the deal.”
“Okay, okay,” said Brooke. Robert struggled not to squirm in anticipation, as she raised a hand to gently stroke the bars of his cage.
“Maybe you should put your hands behind your back, Mister Decker,” said Molly. Robert followed her instructions, and then gasped as both girls touched his cage at once. Molly let her fingers tease through the bars near the head of his cock, and Brooke ran her fingers along the shaft.
“Oh fuck,” Robert breathed, nearly lifting himself out of the seat as the slight feeling overwhelmed him. From where she sat, Claire squeezed her legs together again.
“That didn’t take much,” Brooke observed, and she smiled wider as Robert thrust into her gentle trailing fingers. “Just think, Mister Decker…one little please, and you could make your cummies right now.”
It had barely been a minute, but Robert’s thoughts were already begging him to surrender.
“You can do it, Daddy,” Claire encouraged him.
“A bit more, and then I can show you the real progress we’ve made,” said Molly. She gestured for Brooke to come closer, and then Robert’s world exploded as she leaned forward to gently lick his balls. And then again, as Brooke mirrored her. Two hot tongues danced slowly across his aching balls, and Claire sat watching, and it was the most incredible thing he had ever felt in his life.
“Fuck,” he gasped, holding onto the back of the chair for dear life. “Oh fuck,
please…”
“Just say it, Mister Decker,” Brooke breathed. “You don’t really need naked girls, do you? Just your hand.”
“Fucking shit. Oh my fucking god fuuuuuuck.”
“You can do it, Daddy,” Claire said again. And Robert’s spinning thoughts went into overdrive, as she gently put her foot up to his cage, so her toes just barely touched the tip of his cock. The pain of the cage was overwhelming, but he could hardly muster a coherent thought as pleasure coursed through him. Her bare leg was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. And then, to his horror, he felt precum spilling forth.
“Oh, Mister Decker, you’re leaking,” Molly giggled.
“You can leak all over my foot, Daddy,” Claire said gently. “I don’t mind.”
“I’ll make you lick it all up, when we’re done,” Brooke whispered, and Robert felt his entire body flush with embarrassment.
“Why don’t you tell them which of their pictures you liked the best?” said Molly. “Tell Claire.” But any hope Robert had of putting together a sentence was dashed, as she took one of his balls fully in her mouth.
“Did you like them, Daddy?” Claire asked.
Robert nodded breathlessly.
“Which one did you like the best?”
Robert tried to think.
“Was it…one of the ones of us in our bikinis?”
Robert moaned.
“Or maybe one of the ones of us and the nice boys we found, to keep us company?”
“Aw, I bet it made you so jealous, to see their arms around us,” Brooke giggled. She tickled his balls gently with one finger, as she spoke. “The resort had so many hot guys in chastity, on staff. Serving drinks, getting us towels or whatever else we needed…One night, there was a special event that we had to pay extra for, in this really big room. Candles, blankets all over the floor, the whole setup. All the guys were cuffed along the wall, and had their cages unlocked. And about twenty guests…twenty of the hottest women you’ve ever seen…got to go in and tease them. Management said that each of the guys had to stay in chastity for a whole month, just to be allowed to participate. The only rule was that we weren’t supposed to make them cum.”
Robert’s eyes rolled back in his head. His precum was flowing freely now, and Claire giggled as her foot was covered.
“Daddy, you would have loved it,” she said. “Those guys all got such a nice show. I’ve never seen so many naked women all in one place. Not at any of the parties we’ve been to. All just dancing, and touching each other…”
“It was really nice of you, to let us practice on your cock before we left,” Brooke giggled. “I don’t think we’d have been able to tease them so well, if we hadn’t had such a strong man at home to help us learn how to make boys beg.”
“How does that make you feel, Mister Decker?” Molly coaxed him. “How does it feel to think about a whole room of desperate horny guys who got to watch Brooke and Claire get naked together? While you were locked up here with me?”
Robert moaned.
“Look at Claire,” Molly directed him, between laps of her tongue against his most sensitive parts.
“Jealous,” Robert gasped, his eyes wide as he forced himself to meet Claire’s gaze. She smiled.
“Good boy,” Molly breathed. “How else?”
“…Embarrassed,” Robert managed.
“Aw,” said Claire. “Why embarrassed?”
Robert squirmed. “Because…” a moan interrupted him, and Molly took his hand reassuringly even as her tongue worked ceaselessly on him. Oh, what he wouldn’t give to be unlocked… “Because it feels wrong.”
“Dirty old man,” Brooke giggled.
“Do you want to tell us what we learned, about embarrassment?” Molly asked. “How you feel about humiliation?”
Robert gasped again. “I like it,” he said. Her voice seemed so small.
“What’s that?” Claire asked.
“I like…I like being humiliated. Just…just a bit.”
“Well yeah, we could have guessed that,” Brooke laughed.
“Aw, that’s so sweet,” said Claire. “Thank you for telling me, Daddy.” She rotated her foot gently, pressing against his cage.
Robert felt like he was going to die.
“Would you like it, if Brooke and Claire tried a bit harder to make you feel embarrassed?” Molly asked. “I must be so therapeutic, after a hard day of bossing people around.”
Robert nodded, sinking into himself.
“We can do that,” Claire said sweetly. “Of course we can do that, Daddy. Whatever makes you happy.”
“You know what he would love?” said Brooke. “Those little pink cages that some of the staff were wearing.”
Claire giggled, and bit her lip as she grinded her foot once more against Robert’s cage. “I’ll have to find a picture for you, Daddy,” she said. “Some of them had these cute little cages. I wonder if we could order one for you…”
Robert had truly never been so hard in his life.
“There’s nothing like a big strong guy in a little pink cage,” said Brooke. “They were smaller than yours, though. I wonder if you’d fit.”
“A guy can fit into any cage, with enough patience,” said Molly. And she leaned forward and flicked her tongue at the tip of his cage, and Robert moaned again.
“And you can get the small ones in a lot of fun colors. Sparkly ones.”
“Oh!” Claire exclaimed. “Would that be nice, Daddy? A sparkly little cage than only Brooke and I knew about?”
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” he whispered. He could feel a ruined orgasm approaching.
“Tell us you want to cum, and we’ll let you masturbate,” Brooke encouraged him. “You can jerk off while you think about going into the littlest cage we can find for you.”
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck–”
“Aw, and if anyone else ever saw it they’d think you must have such a little cock,” Brooke pouted. “Only we would know what a huge cock you had locked away in there. And we wouldn’t tell anyone.”
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