Where did My Damn Key Go Pt. 03

Keith drove into the nearest spot he could find, not being picky at all. He pulled his keys out of the ignition before throwing me an odd look. "You've been quiet this entire ride here." The hairs on my back stood up straight. Quietly, I tried to match his gaze. It was hard, but I managed to make eye contact. His lips curled to the same devilish smirk from before. "Getting cold feet?"

"Oh, no, no." I said quickly. I shook my head and flashed a smile. I'm so glad I learned how to mask my own voice. He let out a small chuckle before getting out of the car. I followed suit.

"Good" he replied "don't want you getting uncomfortable now." I didn't see his hand as it slap against my ass lightly, making me jump. I stifled a squeak. "Besides, once we're alone, you can let everything go around Me." he stared towards the main entrance and I followed right after him. The sting of his slap still lingered, causing me to turn red. He didn't have to stop right there. I could bend over for a more minutes. I glanced over to him for just a second to catch him grinning towards me. Shit! He did notice! Damn it! I averted my gaze. But I felt him crane closer to me, sling his strong arm around behind me. "You liked that, didn't you?" he inquired. I stayed silent. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'd love to be gagged right about now. He spoke again, lowering his voice. "You liked being spanked?"

"Yes, daddy." My response was automatic, unfiltered. And before I could even take it back, another harder spank was placed right on the other side of rear. This time, I was able to silence myself.

"Glad to hear." He said, proudly, as if his whole goal was to see how flustered he could make me before I could even get to the door. I tried keeping up with him, not speaking, focusing on the door. What the hell was I thinking?! I can't lead him on like that. It's going to get him too excited. I need to make this as normal of a date as I could, niche the sex part. I took a deep breath and ignored the sting. But I was still blushing. Damn, he knew how to punish a naughty girl.

We finally got inside, entering the pseudo Castle and falling into one of the many crowded lines. Long tapestries and the smell of buttery popcorn filled the air. It was one of the fun things about theatres. But the place was packed with people, causing me to wonder what movie we were going to see. Then again, would we even go to see a movie? I chimed at the idea. If the place somehow filled up to capacity, I might get off the hook and have to end the date early. Now, if only luck favored me that much.

When we got up to the greeter, Keith handed him our tickets. "Two for theatre 17. Ellen sent us." He said as the greeter checked them out. He looked at the both of us before giving a smile and ripping up our tickets. "Take the stairs to the left up to the third floor. They'll be a guy to set up the film in a bit. As you can see we got our hands tied."

"No worries. We can wait." Keith said.

"Got an idea on what you want to watch?"

Keith was about to answer the question. But I blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "Something a bit action packed." I said. Both boys looked at me. Keith quirked a brow. "I'm in the mood for something loud." I added. When in reality, I just wanted something to distract Keith. He blinked, glanced at Keith, then back at me.

"I think I got just the thing." He said. "It just came out. I'm sure you and your lady friend would enjoy It." he let us through and the two of us started to head off to the staircase. Each step we ascended brought us farther away from the noisy crowds, closer to solitude. Higher and higher we went. Soon we could clearly hear the pattering of our feet.

"Good call on the movie." Keith said as we climbed. I looked at him.

"Excuse me?" I said

"The louder it is, the harder it is for someone to hear us doing anything. Although, there's still a chance that someone could just walk in. But I doubt that." He gave out a small chuckle at the end of the sentence.

Son of a bitch! So much for my distraction. Since when was there such a thing as a hot smart guy? Still, it was bad. Very bad. He was getting ideas, the kind I was trying to keep away from. And unless he was into men as well, I was going to be shit out of luck. My cock still twitched in his cage, reminding me of that notion.

At the top of the stairs was a set of double doors, leading us to a small theatre room that looked to fit about twenty people max. The room was dimmed already. The only lights that emanated with in the space were the floor lights and the screen up front. Quietly I took a seat and he followed right afterwards, enjoying the rear view before I sat down. There we waited, staying in silence, his arm slowly reached over to my shoulders to pull me closer. He wants me. He's going to take me. And I wanted him too.

Several minutes elapsed and movie flashed on the big screen. Just like I asked, it was definitely an action flick. Explosions and gunfire rattled the sound system as the opening chase scene flashed on screen. Shots of main character on a motorcycle appeared performing awe inspiring shots. Then came the over the top kung Fu fight scenes. I couldn't tell what the movie was. But it was entertaining to say the least. I always had been a fan of going to the movies. And I have to say, having a whole theatre to yourself is the best feeling ever. No cellphones, no crying babies, it was just you and the action. I'm almost happy I agreed to this. Hell, I'd pay how much extra just to get this kind of deal.

I sat back and watched the fight scene play out, seeing the main character take on five thugs armed with pipes and metal chains. But as my mind started to be entranced by the movie, I felt Keith's hand being placed on my thigh. At first it was a small gesture. Then he inched further, feeling my shaved legs. I looked to my left to catch his lustful gaze. He advanced closer, nearing my groin, getting closer to knowing. Quickly I snatched his hand to stop as I gasped. Not there! My cover will get blown if he even tried to get some pussy.

"What's wrong?" he asked, concerned. His smile still there, not letting me off one bit.

I stammered and stuttered for words "aren't we taking this just a little bit too quickly?" I asked, keeping up my act.

"Don't worry" he ensured "nothing bad is going to happen. It's just you and me in a room to ourselves."

"b-but Keith-"he shushed me before I could finish my sentence and placed a hand on my chair. His body shifted his position, showing a bit more animalistic dominance. Eyes pressed down on me as he looked like he was about to pounce.

"Just trust me." he said, his voice getting lower, his neck moving towards me. Then he planted a kiss on my lips, shutting me up. It was a sweet act that quickly heated up to something more. I wrapped my arms around his neck, spread my legs, and let him have me. I felt him press against me, taste me, nipping at my neck, pinning my arms. The heat of his breath washed over my skin, sending chills. His hands frisked me, something I bet he was dying to do for a while. I just let him take me, use me, feel me. Do whatever you want with me. I'm yours now. His teeth moved to my blouse, tugging like a hungry...wait! No! Fuck!

On reflex, I pushed him back to his seat and I stood up quickly, both horrified and horny. Keith looked up at me as he stifled a curse. "What the hell, jess?" he grunted confused. I just stood there, sharing the same expression. Quickly, I fixed my blouse. Jesus, I was so worried about my skirt, I completely forgot about the stuffing in my bra. Good thing it didn't come undone. I stayed there on my feet, seeing his eyes locked on mine. Gradually, I lowered mine, leading him down with me. I slowly went to my knees, leading a trail of kisses down his shirt, to his waist, down to his groin. I felt something jump in his pants the moment I nuzzled against him. Once more, Keith began to relax, easing himself from the sudden burst I did. There's always a work to work a guy to submission. Even Keith wasn't an exception to this rule.

I nibbled at his pants button and tugged down on the zipper tab. His manhood shot straight up, throbbing, needing attention. He even went commando for me. How cute. I grasped the base of his cock and kissed the tip. I watched him jolt as I ran my tongue up and down his long shaft. The taste of him excited me even more, coaxing moans out of the both of us as I lathered his rod with saliva. Then I took him in, wrapping my lips around his thickness. I inhaled sharply through my nose and accepted more of him. By now, the ebony stud was loose on his chair, letting me bob my head up and down his cock.

"Damn girl..." Keith muttered. "you never told me you were this good."

I replied, well I tried to, only giving off a satisfied moan and a small gagging noise. To be honest, I was having way too much fun. Being on my knees, a cock in my mouth, face fucking, I felt I was in absolute heaven. Even I started to grip his legs, pushing myself further down to lick every bit of his length. He may have no idea who I truly was. But I was showing off the sissy side in full. God, I was having too much fun. If only I could keep on doing this for hours on end.

I felt his hand slam on the back of my head, forcing me to take it all, to suck the entire length. Immediately I went docile, no longer caring for cover or espionage. My tongue flicked at his sack. The head of his cock shoved into the back of my throat, cutting my air supply. Fuck my face, fuck my face daddy. Use me for your manhood. Treat me like the whore I am. Then In an instance, I pulled his rod out of my mouth, stroked his length madly, and aimed his cock to my face. Impatience was getting to best of me. I wanted it, badly. Nothing else matters. Not even my identity. Just give it to me already.

Suddenly, Keith let out a loud roar. The tip of his cock erupted as I opened my mouth and let my tongue hang out like a trough. Ropes of his seed splotched my face like heavy rain. I could feel him, coating my hair, shooting into my mouth. Every second of his orgasm was exhilarating. To him, I was only a target, a lovely willing target, accepting his seed.

I opened my eyes when he finished, lying at his seat, exhausted. I found more of his cum on my blouse, skirt, and even all over my arms. Sheesh! This guy has a damn water hose in his pants. I got off my knees, silently, swallowing the bit of his salty essence in my mouth. The movie itself was at a low point, killing most of the sound in the theatre. "Uhm...I'm going to go clean up." I said, stunned by the display.

Keith nodded. "Yeah...sorry about that."

"You didn't tell me you can drench someone."

"You didn't tell me you were quite the spear handler."

God damn it. Why is he this smooth? I walked away, embarrassed, wet and most of all, still dying for more. But I needed to keep myself in check, for my sake. Moving out of the theatre room, I slipped down the lower floor and into the girl's bathroom, being mindful of wandering eyes. No one was here. Good. Moving to the nearest sink, I turned on the facet to wash my face off. But I stopped, catching the sight of me in the mirror.

It was me. It was the little ole, cum stained, make up smeared, cock sucking, slutty looking, hair rustled, sex crazed me. It was the me that I was desperate to suppress under any circumstances. It was the me that I feared people will know about. It was the me that made me realize the most horrifying thing about the cock cage. It wasn't stopping this me. It was forcing it out. The only thing it was locking up was my restraint. Back there at the theatre, I was getting more desperate and wild that I even contemplated revealing my true identity. Hell, I wanted to keep going. Just the thought of him bending me over and using my ass sent me chills. And that was the issue. Deep down, my true self was showing. And there's nothing that's stopping it now.

"You fucking whore!" I shouted out of frustration, slamming my hands on the sink. The veil I had put up the whole time was dropped. I wasn't lying either. That's what I was. I'm a whore in denial. And no lock and key was going to stop me either. One way or another, it was all going to come out.

"Of course you are one." A familiar voice sounded off, causing me to twist around and see her again. Ellen smugly sauntered towards me after closing the bathroom door, still wearing the same clothes as before.