Neighbors Ch. 21

I hurried around the table, carving off slices of the beef and placing it on their plates as they talked. They ignored me as I served them. I noticed that all of the glasses were empty and took them to the kitchen to refill them. It took me several minutes to make the cocktails. Claire shot me a quick smile as I set her margarita in front of her. Sarah took her old fashioned without comment. After I set Amber's glass of wine in front of her, she glanced at me and snapped her fingers, pointing down at the floor next to her chair. Wordlessly, I sank to my knees at my usual place by her side when she ate. I noticed Claire's eyes widen for a second as I knelt next to Amber before she returned to the conversation.

"I guess I don't understand though...can they like, work out while they're locked in those things?"

Sarah nodded.

"Oh yeah, definitely. Even my female client. She has to wear a full belt because...well...nothing for a cage to lock around!"

They all laughed.

"But even in a full belt she can do everything. Lift, jog, stretch, yoga. I'm pretty amazed actually."

Claire seemed to accept that.

"But I guess I still don't understand...why would they WANT to be locked? Don't they like sex?"

Amber answered.

"Of course they do. But there are all kinds of people. Some people, like bank here" she patted my head "know that they don't deserve sex. Isn't that right?"

I looked down at the floor.

"Yes Miss."

Claire suppressed a laugh behind her hand.

"And it's better for you to be locked and owned by your superior, right?"

I nodded.

"With sex off the table, you can better focus on being useful in other ways, right?"

I nodded again.

Amber turned back to Claire.

"So it's definitely not for everyone. But some people really seem to thrive in chastity. They become their best selves, like little bank here. I think he'll agree that his daily workouts with Sarah have been good for him. And his chastity device has provided him with the focus he needs to take care of all of my boring tasks, so I can concentrate on things that I want to do. And that's exactly what he wants, isn't it?"

It was. It seems strange, but the thought of Amber having to do all of the menial tasks that everyday life required just made me feel sad. She shouldn't have to do dishes or wash her clothes. If I could make her life better by handling those things it was a trade off I'd make a thousand times.

"Yes Miss. Absolutely. Please let me continue to take care of all of those things for you."

Amber treated me to a rare smile and stroked my cheek affectionately.

Claire nodded, taking a sip of her margarita.

"Ok, I guess I can see that. But don't they get...frustrated?"

I winced. She had absolutely no idea.

Sarah and Amber both looked at my pained expression and burst out laughing.

"That's exactly the point" Sarah said. "That's what makes it such a good motivator for my clients. The longer they stay locked the more eager they are to get unlocked, which means they strive hard to reach their goals we agree on together. It's really a perfect system."

Claire smiled.

"Well, if it means that a guy will cook a meal like this any time you ask, then I'm all for it!" She patted her lean stomach contentedly.

"Yes, I think you did pretty good, bank" Amber agreed, cutting a small piece of beef and taking a delicate bite. I noticed that Sarah's plate was already clean. I felt a surge of pleasure at their compliments.

"Thank you ma'am, thank you Miss" I said, gratefully.

"Doesn't he get anything though?" Claire asked with a small frown.

I shot her a grateful look. I was quite hungry. I had spent most of the day doing yard work and chores and didn't have much time to eat.

"Sure" Amber said. "Here, why don't you finish mine?"

She picked up her plate and bent down in front of me. I tore my eyes from the sight of her breasts thrusting against her tight t shirt and up to her face as she gave me a wicked grin.

There were a few bites left on her plate, mostly vegetables and bits of pastry that had come off of the beef.

"Uh, Miss?" I said, eyeing the plate on the floor.

"Yes?" She said sweetly, looking down at me.

"Can I please have some silverware?"

She frowned.

"But then you'd just have more dishes to do, wouldn't you?"

I closed my eyes. I knew what she wanted me to do. But it was too humiliating. If it was just Amber I might be able to stomach this, but Sarah and Claire were sitting there too, watching me curiously. I ground my teeth in frustration. I knew she'd win. She always won.

"Yes Miss" I said between my teeth, and bent down to eat off the plate like a dog.

I heard Sarah laugh through the soft lapping of my tongue as I slowly ate Amber's leftover scraps.

"You guys are crazy" Claire said, with amusement clearly evident in her voice.

Amber reached down and ran her fingers through my hair.

"I know. Isn't it great? I can't recommend a chastity slave enough."

Claire cleared her throat.

"I have to admit it was pretty hot when I was helping you pick out lingerie and you were teasing him about it. So it's true that you have another guy that you...I don't know..."

Amber helped her out.

"Fuck? Yep. I sure do."

I groaned.

Amber rubbed my head gently.

"Hush, bank. You're used to it by now I'm sure."

I suppressed a shudder. I don't think I would ever get used to it.

"And Chris still does all these things for you, and you get to sleep around?"

Amber thought for a second.

"Well, it's not really sleeping around. Bank and I don't really have that sort of relationship. We never have and we never will."

I couldn't suppress a second shudder.

Amber patted me again.

"Calm down bank. But yes, I live my life the way I want to. Right now I'm seeing a pretty gorgeous guy. But we're not exclusive or anything so I'm always looking!"

Claire digested this.

"You know, I don't even know what a chastity cage looks like exactly."

Amber chuckled.

"Well, now that dinner's over, why don't we let bank clean up and he can show you?"

Oh god. I sort of expected this coming at some point tonight but was hoping to avoid yet another embarrassing reveal of my little cage.

Amber tapped me on the shoulder.

"Ok that's enough for you bank. Why don't you make us a fresh round of drinks then clean up and we can get started with tonight's activities?"

Activities?

"Yes Miss" I said, rising up on my knees. Hoping I didn't have any food on my face, I collected their drinks and took them to the kitchen to make another round. The girls moved to the couch and chatted while I mixed them fresh drinks, cleared the table, and quickly washed and dried the dishes.

When I emerged from the kitchen, the girls' conversation stopped and they all looked up at me. Amber and Sarah were practically bouncing with excitement. I had the distinct impression they were talking about me. Amber's gaze slid from mine to the coffee table. There was a small stack of papers next to a small box, about the size of a deck of cards, that appears to have been gift wrapped.

"Uh..."I said, uncertainly.

"It's time!" Amber said, unable to contain herself any more. "It's time for the key ceremony you've all come here for." I had rarely seen her like this - she was practically giddy. Her enthusiasm was infectious - Sarah was smiling broadly and even Claire was grinning a little shyly.

"I...well...I didn't know what to bring or anything..." Claire said hesitantly. "Like, I didn't want to be rude but I didn't know what one brings to a chastity key ceremony, or whatever this is. But I didn't want to show up empty handed, so...I brought Chris a little gift."

Amber and Sarah looked over at their new friend.

"Aww that's so sweet" Amber said, patting Claire on her bare knee. "You really didn't have to though - your being here is present enough for bank, isn't that right?"

I nodded.

Claire seemed to hesitate for a second, then appeared to make up her mind.

"One sec." She got to her feet and rushed down the hall, disappearing into the guest bedroom. A second later she reappeared with the gift bag that she had brought with her. It was small, and had pink and white tissue paper visible at the top. Somewhat shyly, she handed it to me.

"Uh...thanks" I said, glancing at Amber and Sarah. They both looked intrigued. "Should I...."

"Open it!" Sarah said, impatiently.

After seeing Amber give a small nod, I pulled the tissue paper out of the bag and peeked in.

Inside the gift bag were several pairs of lacy panties. They looked like bikini cut, with full coverage front and back but a small string connecting on the sides.

"Noooo...." I whispered, closing the bag.

"What is it!" Amber practically shouted. I could tell that all of the girls were a bit tipsy from their cocktails and wine.

I looked over at Claire, stricken. She had that same shy smile on her face.

I closed my eyes and felt the now familiar wave of shame and embarrassment wash over me. I felt my cheeks burn.

I opened my eyes and slowly reached into the bag, and pulled the contents out for Sarah and Amber to see.

There was a moment of stunned silence, then both of them burst into laughter.

"Oh my fucking god!" Amber squealed, trying to breathe and laugh and talk all at the same time. "It's PERFECT!"

Sarah was sliding off the couch onto the floor, laughing so hard she couldn't sit up straight.

"You think so?" Claire said, stepping forward. "I was sort of questioning...but it looks like you think it's a good gift."

"They're PERFECT!" Amber reiterated, finally getting control of herself. I knew I was glowing beet red.

"Bring them over - let me see them!"

Obediently, I handed the panties over to Amber, who inspected them. There was one pink pair, a white pair with a delicate pink bow on the front, and a black pair with white lace trim.

"I had to guess on the size, of course" Claire said, taking the pink pair from Amber and holding it up to my waist. She nodded professionally. "But I think I did pretty good."

Sarah managed to gasp from the floor.

"Try them on!"

Amber's eyes shone brightly.

"Yes, I think that's a good idea bank. Try them on. Now."

I blanched.

"Uh, ok." I reached out to collect the panties from Amber and Claire, and turned to go to the bathroom.

"Where are you going?" Amber asked innocently.

"Uh...I was going to try them on. In the bathroom. Miss." I said, squeezing my eyes shut, hoping against hope she was going to let me try them on in private.

"Oh no" Amber said. I opened my eyes and turned back around slowly. She was shaking her head and fixing me with her wicked grin. "Claire went through all this trouble...and expense...to buy you something nice. The least you could do is show her."

I shuddered.

"Yes Miss" I said, slowly and reluctantly.

I bent over and pulled off my socks, balling them together neatly. I started at the top button and undid all of my shirt buttons, trying to stop myself from shaking. I shrugged out of my shirt and folded it carefully over a chair. Sarah sat on the floor in front of the couch, and Amber and Claire were both sitting comfortably, watching me.

"One second" Amber said. She fumbled for something on the couch cushion beside her and held up her phone. She unlocked it and pointed the lens at me, smiling fiercely. "Ok, continue. Pants off."

I felt my cheeks turn brighter red, if that was at all possible.

I unbuttoned and unzipped, and slid my pants down.

Sarah gave an exaggerated wolf whistle and called out "Take it off!"

I gulped and pulled my pants off my feet, leaving me in just my tightey whiteys.

Claire was grinning and staring at my crotch.

"He's not in bad shape" She said, to no one in particular.

Despite the humiliating circumstance, I felt myself puff up with pride slightly. I had been feeling better about my physique after a few weeks of punishing workouts with Sarah and watching what I ate. Or rather, Sarah watching what I ate.

Sarah snorted.

"Just wait till you see what's under those jockeys. That'll probably change your mind."

I groaned as Claire tried to hide a laugh behind her hand.

"Stop stalling" Amber said, still training her phone on me.

Taking a deep breath, I grabbed the waistband of my underpants and slid them down and stepped out of them. I was standing in front of the three women totally nude, except for my small steel chastity device.

Claire's mouth was open.

"Is that what they all look like? It's like a thimble!"

I shuddered and suppressed a moan of embarrassment.

Amber laughed.

"Oh no - they come in all sizes. This is just what fits little bank here."

Claire shook her head, her mouth still open in shock. She seemed to realize the expression on her face and looked up at me apologetically.

"I'm sorry...uh that was really insensitive. I was just...caught off guard. I'm sure it...grows...a lot."

I looked down at my feet. I didn't even try to cover myself with my hands. I knew Amber would just order me to cut it out.

I felt fabric hit my chest and reflexively caught a pair of pink panties. Amber was grinning at me again.

"Try them on bank!"

I shuddered again and bent over, stepping into the pair of panties. The women all cat called and whistled as I drew them up my legs until they were firmly settled. I looked down. The fit was perfect. Claire was good at her job. The cage made a tiny bulge in the crotch which the panties weren't made to handle but it didn't make much of a difference in the fit. I felt incredibly exposed, not used to wearing such small underwear. The thin straps that rode over my hips seemed to accentuate my nakedness. And the pink fabric was lacy at the edges and top of the crotch, leaving no doubt that they were ultra feminine panties.

"Oh my god" Sarah breathed. "They actually look really good on him."

Claire was nodding in agreement. Amber was smiling, still filming.

Claire got up and walked in a circle around me, tugging on the waistband slightly to check the fit.

"It helps that you have a slim build. But yeah, these fit really well. All of the others should should be about the same."

"I like you in panties, bank. I think this is the start of a new look for you."

"No please, Miss" I begged. I felt utterly humiliated.

But Amber was just nodding to herself, ignoring me.

Sarah gracefully slithered onto the couch, taking Claire's abandoned spot as the small black haired woman still paced around me.

"I thought that he couldn't pull off a thong, but looking at how these fit I think I have a few that would work with his body type."

Sarah stifled a laugh behind her hand.

"Oh my god that would look awesome. He does have kind of a cute butt."

I blushed at the compliment.

"And he's getting some nice shape to his legs from my workouts. But don't you think they would look a lot nicer if they were shaved?"

I could feel my mouth dry. I tried to swallow.

'No...please Miss..." I said in a small voice.

Amber considered, looking at my legs and cocking her head, thinking.

"I see what you mean, Sarah. With those cute panties, all that hair looks sort of unsightly. What do you think, Claire?"

I heard Claire clear her throat behind me.

"I'd say if I had legs like Chris I'd want to show them off. I agree with both of you."

I trembled slightly.

Amber nodded, and rose from the couch smoothly. If she was feeling the effects of her wine she wasn't showing it quite as much as the other women.

"Okay bank. Take off your pretty panties - for now - and hop in the bathtub."

Sarah smirked at me and watched as I stripped off the panties and put them in Claire's waiting hand.

"These will feel so much sexier when you're shaved smooth, Chris" She said with a wink as she set them down on the table.

Naked once again, I walked to the bathroom, feeling like I was striding to my doom. The girls followed me, chatting excitedly and planning how best to do this.

"Stand in the tub facing us, bank" Amber said, taking charge as she naturally did. I stepped over the lip of the tub and turned towards them. I felt three pairs of eyes studying me as I shivered.

"Spread your legs. Arms on your head."

Reluctantly, I complied, feeling utterly exposed.

Amber turned on the faucet and felt the water until she was pleased with the temperature, then placed a stopper in the tub. While the water filled up, she turned to her medicine cabinet and pulled out a package. It was full of disposable pink razors. She passed them out to the women. Sarah was standing with her arms folded across her small chest, looking at me like a lioness stalking a rabbit. Claire was rubbing her hands up and down her thin arms, looking at me shyly but clearly excited.

Amber checked the water temperature once more, nodded, and shut off the water. She handed me a bar of soap.

"Lather up, bank. All over your body. up to your neck."

Waves of shame were washing over me again, making my skin prickle and rise with goosebumps. Amazingly, I felt my cock start to stir. As embarrassed as I was, I was still naked in front of three women. The fact that they were fully clothed only added to the sense of imbalance and unfairness that I felt. Surely my cock was reacting to that, and not the fact that they were planning on shaving me so I looked sexier in my panties.

"Oh my god he's getting excited" Sarah said, her lips twitching in a smile.

"Wait what?" Claire said, suddenly fixing her eyes on my chastity cage. "How can you tell? I thought that...wait...I saw it move!" Her eyes suddenly sparkled as she saw my cage twitch a second time. "Wow!"

All of their attention on my chastity device seemed to accelerate the rush of blood to my trapped member. It suddenly felt like it was being squeezed in a vice as it tried vainly to erect in its small cage. I let out a small groan in discomfort and bent over slightly.

"Oh hush bank. Stop being so melodramatic" Amber said. "You know you're not supposed to be having sexual thoughts anyways. That's not your place." Casually, she reached down and pulled her t shirt up and over her head, tossing it on the floor behind her. I stared. She had the same incredibly sexy white bra on underneath that I had caught teasing glimpses of all day today. It held her impressive breasts up and out, and framed them in delicate lace. Her nipples were hidden behind a thin curtain of fabric and lace but I could almost see the outline of their shape. Her perfectly tailored jeans were hugging her waist and hips seductively. I couldn't take my eyes away. I hadn't seen Amber in any state of undress in weeks.

She seemed to bask in my attention and took a deep breath that did dramatic things to her cleavage. She turned to Sarah and Claire and gave a little shrug that almost had my eyes falling out of my head. The squeezing from the cage intensified.

"I don't want to get soap on my shirt" She said, by way of explanation.

Sarah shrugged as well and pulled off her tank top in one smooth motion. I tore my gaze from Amber's bra and saw Sarah's abs twitch and stretch under her skin as she removed her shirt. She had a small grey jog bra on which clearly showed the points of her nipples of her small breasts. As I watched, she reached up with her left hand and tugged on her pony tail, making sure it was running straight down between her shoulder blades.

Claire look from Amber to Sarah for a second, biting her lower lip. With a shrug, she also pulled off her tight fitting shirt. She clutched it to her chest for a second nervously before letting it drop to the ground. She was wearing a dark blue bra that was trimmed with silver and white sequins of some sort. She had small breasts as well, maybe just a bit larger than Sarah, I thought. But they looked fantastic on her small frame. I found myself wondering if her panties matched.