Leah, Locked Ch. 02

This idea popped into my head a few days ago and I had a lot of fun exploring these two. You should definitely read the first chapter of Leah, Locked before reading this. Constructive criticism is always welcome. If you don't like this and/or aren't into D/S dynamics, TG/TS themes, or chastity this probably won't be for you. If you do, I hope you enjoy!

Amanda showered first, telling me she needed hers to be cold since her caged clit ached from how turned on she was. While she was in there I carefully removed my lingerie, impressed that it was largely intact and not soiled much except for a little of my sissy juice. And that just felt sexy. I also put my plug back in my ass after cleaning it off in the sink.

She came out in another sexy outfit, a red bustier with garters that held up matching stockings and open-toed high heeled sandals. "I skipped the panties because I figured it would be a waste of time," she explained, acknowledging the steel cage that held her clit.

We shared a kiss and then it was my turn. I turned the water on after putting my hair up so that it wouldn't get wet—I just didn't want to wait for it to dry—and cleaned my makeup off. I then stepped in and washed up, doing the best I could to flush water through my cage.

I dried off and reapplied my makeup, then got back into my lingerie and let my hair down, brushing it out. As I dressed I thought I heard Amanda talking to someone.

I opened the door and she was on the phone. "...lots of fun, and maybe just what we talked about. Yes, I agree. I'll mention—OK, yes. I love you, too. I'll let you know. OK. Bye."

"Did I interrupt anything?"

"No, not at all. Mistress Olivia just wanted me to update her on our play session and make sure I'm OK. She's so sweet," Amanda explained.

"No problem," I said, walking over to her and kissing her cheek. "You mentioned asking somebody about something, I couldn't help but hear. Can I ask if that has to do with me?"

She took a deep breath. "Can it wait? The cold shower helped a little but only while I was in it," she told me with a smoldering look.

"Of course," I replied and kissed her deeply, loving how feminine she smelled. And felt. That was interrupted by a clank as my cage bumped into hers. I giggled. "Sorry about that."

Amanda grinned. "These things happen. Why don't I help you get that on?" she asked, nodding toward the strap-on.

"Sounds good, sexy." She had already cleaned it up so she guided me through stepping into the straps and getting the waistband situated after guiding my denied cock through the hole there specifically for it, then we tightened the straps up so it was snug and wouldn't come off.

As soon as that was done she dropped to her knees and worshiped the huge latex cock jutting out from my waist above the real one that I couldn't do anything with, other than leak from. "Holy shit!" I said as after a few minutes of bobbing and sucking, Amanda took a deep breath and slid the entire thing into her throat, so her lips touched the base and the harness. And she held it for what must have been a full minute, her eyes watering but staring up into mine in adoration.

She pulled off, gasping, but still sucking and licking, then she went right back down to the base even longer! "Wow...you're amazing. If I ever unlock I want to play with you!" I whispered.

Pulling off again, Amanda gasped, "That sounds fun," then went right back to it. My cage was almost painfully restricting me and I could feel pre leaking out. This was fucking hot!

Once she was done deepthroating the massive dildo strapped to me, she gestured for me to help her get up, then led me to the bed. She had me lie on my back and I could see myself in the mirror. I blushed as I saw a pretty girl with a cock that was useless from being locked up, with a giant fake one poking out.

"Since you haven't done this before, I think I should be on top," Amanda said. "I know how I need to do this."

"Sounds good to me," I replied.

She kissed me then straddled my hips after coating my fake cock with a generous amount of lube. She then removed a plug that was even bigger than mine from her ass and set it to the side. It took her a few moments to work the head inside her. She grunted and had a pained look a couple of times, but once it was in she moaned and slid all the way down in one smooth motion.

"Fuck, I love to get fucked!" she moaned.

"You look so gorgeous," I replied.

Amanda opened her eyes and smiled at me, then leaned down and kissed me, starting to grind her hips. "You're very sweet, thank you."

Then she sat back up and started to ride me. I couldn't imagine myself taking that monster that easily but she did it like it was her job, her cage flopping around while her hips bounced up and down on mine. A stream of precum started dripping out, getting smeared all over as she grunted and moaned.

"So good, sooooo goood, fuuuuuk..." she moaned.

It's not normally my thing but I decided to follow her lead and try to talk dirty to her. "That's right you sexy little sissy, ride this huge cock." She whimpered and sped up. "Milk the cum out of your useless sissy clit," I added.

Another groan: "Close...gonna cum!"

"Cum for me, you sexy bitch. Cum for me the only way a locked sissy cums!" I encouraged.

Apparently that was all she needed. She stopped breathing altogether and then let out a series of strangled grunts, an impressive load squirting out onto my belly, just below my corset. "FUUUUUUCK!" she moaned as she shuddered to a stop on top of me, trying to catch her breath.

"Good sissy slut, Amanda. Good gurl," I praised.

She grinned and got off of me, then got on all fours. "Fuck me doggystyle. Unless Leah the sissy already forgot how to fuck, that is," she demanded with a grin and a wink.

I blushed since it had been quite a while, but I fired back with, "You're not gonna be able to walk right after I'm done with your sissy ass." I quickly knelt behind her as she chuckled. I then lined the huge dildo up and pushed forward, marveling at how hungry her ass was to just gobble the whole thing up.

"Oh, fuck, that feels so fucking good!" she cried, arching her back and fucking herself back onto me. I grabbed her hips and took my time withdrawing so that just the head was in her ass, just like she had done for me earlier. Then I drove it home much harder and faster. "NNNNNNGGGGHHHH! Holy shit!" she cried. I grinned and just gave it to her, feeling my own caged clit straining to get out and dribbling precum as I sawed that massive member in and out of her.

"Still think I don't know how to fuck, sissy?" I growled through her yelps, grunts, groans, and moans. "I'd say I'm doing a pretty good job of hammering your hungry sissy pussy right now, don't you think?"

"Uhhhhhh...unh...unh...oh, fuck, please don't stop fucking my sissy pussy! I fucking love this!"

"Of course you do, you slutty sissy, you love having your ass taken by a huge cock, you hope it will fuck the cum out of your useless caged clitty, don't you?"

"Fuck! Yes! Fuck my slutty sissy pussy, please!" I could feel her trembling as I drove home again and again.

"You're going to cum on this big cock for me, aren't you?" I demanded. It was torture but I was in heaven. My cage was so tight it almost hurt.

"Oh, fuck, just don't stop fucking me," she groaned, "I'm close to cumming!"

"Don't you mean sissygasming, slut?"

"Yes—fuck!-I'm gonna sissygasm on your huge dick," she panted.

"Good gurl, cum for me, you little slut!" I ordered. Within seconds of that I felt her whole body go rigid. I thought quickly and reached down to hold her bouncing cage in my palm. A second or two later I felt her issue spurt after spurt of her sissy cum into my waiting hand. At the same time I did my best to keep fucking her hard and fast through her sissygasm.

Once she was done I stopped and leaned forward, which had the added benefit of driving the dildo as deep inside her ass as it could go, and held my hand in front of her face. "Time to clean up and if you do a really good job I'll keep fucking you," I declared.

"Mmmmm!" was all Amanda said before licking her own cum out of my hand like it was the only thing that would keep her alive.

"Good sissy, eat your cum like a good girl," I cooed. "Let me know when you have all of it taken care of."

A few more moments of licking and slurping passed before she said softly, "I'm all cleaned up."

"Good girl. What do you say?"

"Thank you for catching and feeding me my sissy cum, Leah."

"You're welcome," I said with a twitch to my hips, which caused a surprised yelp to escape her.

"Will...will you please keep fucking my sissy pussy? Please?"

"Well, since you asked so nicely..." I said, then grabbed her hips and gave it to her even harder.

She cried out and slid down so she was face down and ass up, and I went to town. My own cage was still almost painful with how hard my clit was trying to get and I loved every second of it. I found myself clenching on my plug every time I thrust into her, and was surprised to find that I felt like I was going to have a sissygasm of my own as I fucked her. "Unh...fucking you...like this," I grunted, "you're such a sexy, slutty sissy...you may make me have my own sissygasm!"

"Oh, fuck, that's so fucking hot!" she groaned.

"Unh...that's why you have to catch your own sissy cum this time," I panted, still clenching but even harder now. Yeah, I was actually getting close.

"I will, miss Leah..." she grunted as I continued to thrust into her and clamping down on my PC muscles, my plug filling my ass and bringing me closer and closer to a sissygasm while I fucked Amanda to her third.

"Good sissy slut," I gasped as I felt my toes start to tingle. I was going to have a sissygasm while I fucked another sissy to her own! I couldn't believe how feminine and powerful I felt at the same time, and I have never felt sexier.

"You're gonna fuck your third sissy load out of me!" Amanda groaned, her body tensing in anticipation.

"Unnh...hold off until I tell you, slut," I barked. Shit, I was really getting close.

"Fuuuuuuuuck..." she groaned. "I'll try, ma'am!"

"Just a little longer, you horny sissy slut," I panted. "I'm getting close. Oh, fuck, here it comes!" I cried as I felt my own denied sissy clit start to surge. "Catch your cum for me and cum with me, slut!"

I made every attempt to keep thrusting into her as she crested, letting out a series of animalistic grunts as she had her third sissygasm. But my thrusts got irregular as I went through the awkward positioning of my hand to catch my own sissy clit's issue. I did manage to, and I couldn't believe how sexy it felt to feel my hot cum dribbling into my own hand while Amanda's did the same into hers.

Once we both finished having our sissygasms, I had to stop. I was too tired! I pulled out and flopped onto the bed next to her. She pouted and made a disappointed noise, collapsing on the bed as well. "I can't do anymore, I'm too tired," I explained.

"I don't think I could take any more anyway," she answered.

"Let me see your load, sissy," I demanded. This was not like me when en femme at all! I was always so passive. Maybe it was because I had just been in the role of penetrator playing with another caged sissy for the first time? Hard to say for sure.

She presented it and to her surprise, I started eating her load. "But you have to take care of mine," I directed, presenting her with my own hand with my own load.

"Shit, that's hot," she breathed and dove in. We looked each other in the eye as we ate each other's cum and that's when we truly connected. I could tell right then that this gurl and I were going to be friends for a long time.

Once we finished we spent several minutes kissing, basking in the afterglow and caressing each other's smooth bodies. The kiss finally ended and she admitted, "That was intense. My Mistress has only ever fucked me like that a few times. You're a natural, honey."

I blushed. "Um...thank you. You fucked me like I have never been fucked earlier, and that was intense, too. I um, I...I'd love to do this again if you want. And your Mistress is OK with that."

"It's funny you should say that," Amanda said with a smile.

"Why?"

"That leads me directly to what she wanted me to ask. I told her you were this adorable, cute little sissy who fucks like nobody's business...we've been talking about bringing another sissy besides me into some of our play. We haven't been able to find anyone but I told her I thought you could be a great fit, so to speak," she grinned at that, "if you wanted to play with us. If not, that's OK, too, but if you like being dominated by a beautiful, caring lady with her locked sissy slut husband, we'd love to have you. She even mentioned offering to being your keyholder, too, if you wanted her to. What do you think?"

I was flabbergasted. And flummoxed. And astounded, and surprised, and excited, and a whole lot more all at once. She had just offered to check the box on at least two or three fantasies I thought would never come to pass! No fuckin' way this could be true.

"Are...are you serious?"

Amanda gave me that sweet smile. "As a stock market crash, honey. It's always going to be only if all three of us are into it and are up for it—bad choice of words there for you and me—but Mistress Olivia, my wife, and I have had some monumentally good sex when she's domming me and I'm her sissy slut. Sometimes—not often—she even lets me out and lets me in her. But that's really rare and honestly may never happen with you. We still have to talk about that. Underneath all that you see, we are still a man and a woman and I'm not sure I'd be OK with someone else having sex with her directly, but I'm open to the idea. It could be interesting to be willingly cuckolded by a fellow sissy..." she trailed off, clearly exploring that idea. She snapped back to reality after a few seconds. "Sorry. That's why she and I need to talk about it more, and of course she would need to meet you both vanilla and as Leah, and we'd have a contract for any keyholding stuff with you just like she and I have for me, but I love the idea of being dominated by the love of my life with another caged sissy.

"I know that's a lot to process, too, and while I would love your answer right away we totally understand that you're going to need to think about it for a while and we'll wait as long as you need to take."

"I uh...I'll tell you right now that that's like three fantasies that I thought I'd never see come true," I told her. "My immediate urge is to say yes right this second, but you're right: I do need to consider all the implications and everything else dispassionately before agreeing. But I'm excited and really flattered the two of you are making this offer, especially since I have never met your wife. So thank you so much for that, I can't tell you how much that means to me." I kissed her at that point. "But tell her a tentative yes."

"Yay!" she exclaimed and clapped her hands. At that I couldn't help but laugh.

"You're really committed to this sissy thing, aren't you?"

She blushed. "Sometimes I guess I go a little over the top with it, I guess."

"Don't get me wrong, it's adorable," I told her and gave her another kiss. "I just didn't expect it, that's all."

"So can I tell her you're going to think about it but you're a probable yes?"

Another kiss. "More than probable, but I have to do due diligence and get to know both of you much better before I can commit. But I'm really excited at the idea and I can't wait to meet her and get to know you better," I elaborated.

She grinned. I could tell it was just because she was really happy to hear me say that, and honestly, I was equally if not more happy to hear myself saying it.

"I'm gonna call her right now, and that can be at least the initial introduction," she gushed and got up to grab her phone.

I laughed at her enthusiasm, and mine. "Sure, why the hell not?" I glanced down at my stocking-clad legs with high heels at the end, with a chastity cage at their apex, and chuckled. This is crazy, I thought.

Amanda quickly had her phone unlocked and on speaker so I could hear the ringing on the other end. "How is my sissy doing?" a mellifluous voice answered.

"She's a probable yes!" Amanda gushed.

"You're such an excitable sissy, Amanda," the voice laughed. It was wonderful, with a musical joy that came through as an expression of someone who truly enjoyed when her partner was happy.

"Sorry, Mistress, but I haven't had time to tell you about the rest of what playing with her was like yet. Long story short she's sexy as fuck and fucks like she was born to do it," Amanda continued, looking me directly in the eye. My face could start a fire I blushed so hard. And for some reason I got more of that down in my cage, too.

"Does she, now?" the voice on the phone asked.

"My legs are shaking from the fucking she just gave me with the strap-on I brought. She got three sissygasms out of me and managed one of her own while she was doing it!"

"Very interesting. I can hear that I'm on speaker; your friend: Leah, is it?" the intrigued voice inquired.

"It's very nice to meet you, Miss Olivia," I said, trying my hardest to sound respectful.

"Amanda has told me a lot about you, and I'm impressed," she said.

"I'm honored that she's saying what she is about me, I have a hard time believing that I can live up to that much hype. Using, um, the, um...toy..." I started to stammer.

"When you fucked her needy sissy ass with that big strap-on, you mean?" Olivia prompted over the phone.

"Haha! Yeah. So. Okay, I'm nervous. Whew. Yes. So," I declared, making eye contact with Amanda, "I fucked your sissy husband Amanda's sissy asspussy with that massive strap-on, I just took my cues from her."

Amanda's eyes were telegraphing lust at me in the most obvious way possible. "You bitch," she mouthed. I winked.

"And you wrung three sissygasms out of her and one of your own out of you, is that what happened?" The question was in a pretty arch tone.

"I did. I'm not bragging. All that I know is that today has been the best day in my sexual life. If that means I get to have more sissygasms from her or, even better, you, then I'm reasonably sure I want to join you. I'm not making any snap decisions, ma'am, but I'm intrigued and excited at the idea of playing with you and Amanda," I said. I was trying to be respectful but assertive, and I hoped it worked.

There were a couple of moments of silence until I heard, "For a submissive sissy slut with her clit locked away you sure seem to have a lot to say."

I swallowed. I felt nervous but confident. "Yes, I do. Ma'am. I know who and what I am and I know that that doesn't diminish who or what I am as a person, fuck what society has to say. If our positions were reversed, while I'd love a passive, submissive slut from time to time, that's not necessarily how relationships are built. They're built on communication, and if I didn't represent myself accurately to you from the get-go then I'd be doing you a disservice and possibly poisoning a well that I have no idea how deep it goes or whatever I meant when I tried to start this metaphor," I answered.

I was surprised to hear a very feminine but also very much meant guffaw. "Oh, honey. You're a sissy, caged of your own volition, you're well-spoken, can fuck like a champ if my sissy slut husband can be believed, but you also admit your flaws, are assertive without being caustic, and you're funny on your feet? I think we may get along pretty well, sissy girl."

I blushed at that. "I'm glad you think I'm funny, and I appreciate it. Hearing how intelligent and caring you sound means a lot and will probably factor into whether I decide finally to play with the two of you," I replied. I felt very small when I added, "This is a lot and I need a little more time, even though I want to say yes right now."