The New Neighbor - Chapter 16 (Patreon)

The New Neighbor - Chapter 16

I took the offered drink and studied the glass. I knew what the effects would be. A sedative that would lower my consciousness to a point where I wouldn't have a clue what was happening to me. I had trusted Kristina with this drink once before and ended up having some fun. Even if it was humiliating for me.

“Fuck it. I trust you.” I said, taking the drink and gulping it down.

“I’m glad to hear you say that. Now go and sit down on the couch, get comfortable and I’ll take it from here.”

I did as Kristina said and sat down in the living room, wondering what was in store for me as I watched her tropical fish get longer and blurrier, my eyes felt heavy and my head lolled down to my side….I wondered briefly if I could fight the drug and stay awake through Kristina’s process….

—

It turns out, I couldn’t fight the chemical cocktail after all. I slowly opened my eyes to see….nothing. Nothing but blackness. It took me a little while to remember the events leading up to where I was, and even longer to try and make sense of what sort of situation I was in.

I couldn’t see a thing that much I knew. My head felt like it was encased in some kind of tight hood. My nose and mouth were exposed but my eyes and the top of my head were covered. I also quickly realized that I couldn’t move my arms or legs. I was lying on my back, bound to something. The bondage bench? I couldn’t be sure. My wrists, arms and feet were all locked securely in place. I also noticed that my sight wasn’t the only sense that had been taken away. I could feel some sort of plugs in my ears, pressed in place by the tight hood that covered my head. There was a low but noticeable white noise. The things in my ears were clearly headphones of some sort.

“Hello?” At least I could still speak. “Kristina?” I heard nothing, although with the constant white noise in my ears I wouldn’t hear anything anyway.

“You’re supposed to call me Mistress!” Kristina’s stern voice came through the headphones, loud and clear. It was a comforting voice, although I had no idea where it was coming from.

“Sorry, Mistress. Where am I?”

“Where indeed?” Came her reply. “But the bigger question is, where am I? Am I in the room with you? Or am I talking to you on the phone from somewhere else? Can you guess which one it is?”

My cock began to stir and then I realized something else…my chastity cage was gone! I was finally feeling myself becoming fully hard for the first time in…..however long it had been.

I felt a hand gently brush against my erection and moaned appreciatively. “Oooh, thank you, Mistress. It’s been too long!”

Then Kristina said something that surprised me. “Who says that was me?”

I had no response to that. I was struggling to figure out if what she said was actually true. “Are you….Are you serious?”

“That’s for you to figure out, slut. Maybe it is me, or maybe I’m watching you from the camera, talking to you from a different room through your earphones while a friend teases you. You’ve felt my hand before. Does it feel the same now?” Another light stroke to my desperate erection had me twitching.

“I-I don’t know.”

“What if I were to do something like this?” I felt my cock become enveloped in a warm, wet mouth. Surely someone who was a complete stranger to me wouldn’t just stick my cock in their mouth. But then again, given the people she knew, it wasn’t actually that surprising.

The mouth on my cock bobbed up and down once, twice, a third time, then disappeared. “Well, pet? Was that my mouth on your needy cock, or someone else’s?”

“Umm, yours?” I answered. It had to be her, that’s why she wasn’t talking while her mouth was busy.

“Hmm, maybe. Maybe not. How would you feel if it was someone else? If one of my friends was here, sucking your cock while I watched?”

I thought about my answer, figuring she was giving me a chance to object to any of it. “Horny, confused. It’s….exciting, the thought that someone else might have had my dick in their mouth and I have no way of knowing. It’s a little weird to think….But mostly I’m just glad to be out of the cage. To finally be touched again.”

“I’ll bet you are. I’ll bet you’ve been waiting for something like this..” A hand grabbed my shaft and stroked it a few times.

“Please, Mistress. More.” I begged as the hand stopped.

“You still assume it’s me, pet. But you can’t be sure, can you? Especially if I were to do this.” The mouth was back, taking my cock all the way in and teasing me with the tongue.

I was too happy enjoying the sensation to say anything, so I happily laid back and let her do her thing, hoping I would be allowed to cum and this wasn’t all just an elaborate way to tease me. But then I got a surprise.

“Do you still think it’s me now?” Her voice came through the earphones, loud and clear, but the mouth on my cock was still there. Licking and sucking and bobbing slowly up and down.

“H-how? Who is that?”

“Hahaha.” Her light laughter echoed in my ears as the mouth on my cock brought me closer and closer. Then it stopped.

“Ahhh. Please.”

“Haha. Begging for more already. I thought you would have lasted longer.”

“Who is that? Is that you?”

“It might be. I could be using my phone to play recordings of my voice into your ears while I tease your cock with my mouth. Or maybe I have a good friend doing the teasing for me so I can talk to you. Or maybe it’s both. Maybe I just like seeing you all desperate and confused.”

“Well I am both of those things.”

“I can see that. So let’s try something new.”

There was movement near my ankles and it felt like the straps were being released and replaced with new ones. I figured it was a spreader bar of some sort as I couldn't bring my feet closer together as my legs started to raise up. A rope must have been attached to the spreader bar and my legs were now held at a ninety degree angle to the rest of my body, exposing my ass to….whoever was in the room.

“What are you doing?” I asked, getting no response. I did get an answer in the form of a finger lightly tracing up and down the crack of my ass. “Mistress?”

The finger tracing my ass gradually got closer to my hole as a hand slowly stroked my cock. Kristina, like most people, had two hands, so I was still none-the-wiser as to whether or not someone else was in the room. I was so close to the edge but the motion on my cock was maddeningly slow. “Please.”

“Mmmm I love to hear you beg. But what is it you’re begging for, I wonder? Are you begging for someone to fill your ass for you, hmm? Do you want that teasing finger at your hole to push its way inside?”

“Y-yes.” I moaned in response, I wanted all of it. I had no idea if it was just Kristina in the room, but I was so horny that I didn’t care. “Yes, fuck me. Please. Do whatever you want. Just please…” I begged for more. More of what, more of who, I didn’t know. I just wanted more.

Kristina’s voice laughed in my earpiece, the only sound I could hear. I felt the lube covered finger push its way into my ass and I moaned in pleasure as another hand teased my desperate cock.

I still couldn't be a hundred percent sure of who was teasing me, it could be one girl with two hands in carefully chosen places, or it could be two girls. I couldn't shake the feeling that it was all just Kristina's way of messing with me.

The teasing fingers stopped and left me wanting more. The finger at my ass was quickly replaced with something larger, something that I could only assume was a strap on dildo.

I felt two hands grip my upturned hips tightly, holding me in place as the head of the cock pushed into me.

“Tell me, Paul, who is the one positioned in the perfect place to fuck your slutty ass right now?” Kristina's voice rang in my ears.

“Y-you, Mistress. I'm pretty sure it's you.” I said, squirming a little as I felt the need to have my ass fucked by the strap on increase.

There were no other touches anywhere on my body as the rubber cock pushed into me. “Oooh fuck yes. Please, fuck me, Mistress.” I begged. I felt one hand leave my hip and reach between my legs to stroke my long denied cock.

“You're begging me but how can you be sure it's really me doing the fucking? Are you so confident?”

“Y-yes. Yes Mistress I'm sure it's you.” I moaned as the thrusts into my ass continued at a faster pace.

“Hahaha, very good, Paul. I see nothing gets past you. But answer me this. If I’m the one fucking your ass, then who is about to sit on your face right…now!”

“Huh-” Was the only sound I managed to get out of my mouth as my head was smothered by a pair of what had to be soft, warm ass cheeks. I felt the hot wetness of a pussy on my lips as my nose disappeared between two supple cheeks.

I took mental stock of the situation as I was smothered by pussy. I could feel both hands of the person at my ass along with the strap on inside me, so the pussy on my face had to belong to someone else. There was someone else sitting on my face and I had no idea who!

“Do your job, slave. Please the pussy in your mouth…..don't disappoint me.” Kristina's direct order overrode any hesitation as I started licking.

The grinding sex on my face increased the pace in time with the strap on fucking at my ass. I could hear nothing through the earphones but the white noise that kept me deafened. It briefly occurred to me that I couldn't really be sure who was who. Was Kristina really the one doing the fucking, or was she the one riding my face?

“Mmmf! Mmmmmm.” I moaned into the pussy in my mouth as the orgasm hit me. Ass filled as a hand stroked my cock, all the pent up frustration exploded out of me as I finally achieved the orgasm I had been so desperate for for so long.

I felt a quivering from atop my face as the strap on gave one final, deep thrust into my anal passage.

“Holy fuck…” I panted for breath as whoever was on my face slowly extracted themselves from the bench. “I think that may have been the best orgasm I've ever had.”

“Glad you enjoyed yourself, slave. I have to say that was fun for me too. Now you just let yourself recover and I'll come let you out in a few minutes.”

I heard nothing else for a while, just laid there, waiting for my Mistress to free me. I had questions…

After a while, I felt the earbuds and the mask/blindfold being removed from my head. The light in the room was mercifully dimmed, giving my eyes time to adjust. When I was free to sit up straight, I saw Kristina perched on a stool looking at me.

“So….how was that?” She asked, a sheepishly smile on her face.

“Intense, but amazing. Who was it?” I asked, desperate to know who else had been present for this session.

“Who was what?”

“The girl sat on my face, obviously.”

“Why that was me, of course. You know how much I enjoy your tongue.” Kristina’s face was giving nothing away.

“But if you were on my face then, that means….”

“Or maybe I'm lying to mess with you. Anyway, go get yourself showered off and I'll meet you in the living room.

I headed straight upstairs to wash off, noticing that Kristina hadn't reapplied the chastity cage right away. When I was cleaned and redressed, I headed down to join her.

When I got back downstairs, Kristina was sitting on the sofa, my cage in her hand, she was slowly turning it over as she waited for me to sit down. “Would you like this back?” She asked.

“That depends….do you want me to wear it again?"

“I'm asking you, Paul. This week has been a lot for you. You've experienced feminization, pet-play, anal penetration, orgasm denial….I want to know how serious you are about continuing.”

“If this is what it takes to spend more time with you then I'm up for it. Besides, I'm learning things about myself I never knew, and I'm not ready to stop now.”

“Good answer.” Kristina stood up quickly. “Pants down, let's get my cock locked back up.”

A few minutes later I was once again pantied and caged, but Kristina wasn't quite finished. “Now, I believe your last punishment isn't quite finished. We agreed you would wear a plug for me as well as the panties, isn't that right?”

“Yes, Mistress.” I replied.

“I have just the thing in mind. But that can wait, for now. I want your tongue. Crawl over here and pleasure me.”

“Yes, Mistress!” I replied with an enthusiastic smile.

When Kristina was satisfied with my oral pleasure, we headed off to bed. My head was filled with thoughts of the day I'd had and who the other woman could have been. Was Kristina really the one on my face? Had an unknown stranger just fucked me in the ass?

—

The next day went past in a blur, Kristina took it easy on me for the most part. I guess she was worried about going a little too over the top after the few days I had already had. The most notable change was of course the addition of a butt plug to my outfit.

Kristina had selected a plug that had a remote control vibe function. She amused herself at various points throughout the day by randomly sending a pulse to the plug, before settling into using it as a way to summon or reward me. It didn't take long before I was regretting locking myself back up in the chastity cage, all the teasing from the plug was maddeningly.

The day after, when I was dressed, pantied and plugged and having breakfast with Kristina, she informed me that she was having some friends over in the afternoon….

“Paul, I’m entertaining a few of my girlfriends this afternoon, I’d like for them to meet you.” Said Kristina.

“Sure. Are we doing anything ‘special’?” I asked, knowing Kristina that was a pretty loaded question.

“Haha, no. You can relax. It will just be a group of girls having drinks, a kind of belated housewarming, but I’ve told them about you and I’m hoping you make a good impression.”

“No problem, I’ll be on my best behaviour.”

“Excellent. We’d better get started. Could you run to the store and grab a few things while I get ready here….”

So we spent the morning prepping for Kristina’s girly get together. I went to the store for a few bottles of wine and some other drinks as well as snacks. Kristina had me tidy up around the house while she prepared food, around midday, her friends started arriving.

All in all there were six of Kristina’s girlfriends plus me and her. Kristina introduced me to her friends as they arrived and I did my best to make a good impression. I was allowed to go home and gather up some more presentable clothes for the housewarming, but I was still required to wear panties and the plug. “I don’t want it to be too boring for you.” Kristina had said with a small chuckle. I wore a simple shirt which I could tuck into the waist of my pants to make sure the panties were hidden from view in case they rode up above my waistband.

After an hour or so, I was in the kitchen preparing a few drinks for some of Kristina’s friends when she cornered me in the kitchen. “How are you doing, subby?” She asked, slapping me on the ass as I poured some wine.

“Hey!” I jumped as her slap caused the plug to shift a little inside me. “I’m doing fine, thanks.”

“Oh good. I have to say you’re making a good impression on my friends so far.”

“I aim to please.” I replied, happy that it was going well.

“So now I have a little game for you.”

“Oh yeah, what game is that?” I asked.

“Well, one of my friends is actually very much involved in ‘the scene’.”

“You mean the BDSM scene?” I asked, wondering what she had planned.

“I do. And she knows aalll about our relationship so far.” I gulped at that comment.

“Haha, don’t look so worried. She’s a professional and knows how to be discreet. Which is the point of the game. You see, before this little party moved into full swing, I gave her the key to your chastity cage.”

“What?”

“Hahaha. She has the key to your chastity cage. But, she is under strict instructions from me to hand it back to you if you ask her for it. But you have to ask her, very specifically, for what exactly it is you want. So to win this game, all you have to do is ask for your key back.”

I listened as the rules of her game were explained. It sounded so simple on the surface, but I had no idea which one of these women had my key. If I asked the wrong woman, I would be embarrassing myself as well as admitting that I’m locked in a chastity cage to someone I had just met.

“I can see the wheels turning.” Kristina said, smiling. “See, you could just go out there and ask everyone for the key to your chastity cage, one of them will give it to you, but you will have embarrassed yourself in front of the others. Or you could preserve your dignity and not risk asking anyone, but then my friend leaves with the key and who knows when she’ll give it back.” Kristina smiled at my shocked expression before saying, “Well, you’d better get out there, Paul. Oh, and don’t worry, your pantylines are barely visible in those pants. Hahaha.”

I was left standing there for a long while, trying to go over every interaction I had so far with her friends, wondering who could have had my key….I got nothing.

I grabbed the drinks I had made and headed back out.

I decided to start with a woman named Cheryl, she was older than Kristina and I so I was tempted to rule her out. But I had made her a drink so I sat next to her on the couch and tried to learn something about her.

“So, Cheryl, how do you know Kristina again?” I asked.

Cheryl gave me a long story about how she and Kristina were neighbors before she moved out here, nothing she said led me to believe that she was who I was looking for. So when she finished talking, I moved on.

Kristina was with two of the other girls, showing them her fish tank setup, so I moved on to two girls who were currently talking to one another while snacking on the chips and dip we had laid out.

“Hey, Paul.” One of them, Liv I think she was called, greeted me.

“Hey ladies. How are things?” I asked.

“Oh we’re good. Steph and I were just talking about you.”

“Oh yeah, all good I hope?” I asked.

“We were just saying how Kristina could really use a good man, she’s been single as long as we've known her. Always says she’s too busy with work but I’m not entirely sure what it is she does that keeps her so busy all the time….”

I talked with Liv and Steph for a while but I wasn’t convinced any of them were who I was after. Kristina had moved on to talk to Cheryl about the neighborhood. So I singled out another woman named Emma.

“Hey, Emma. How are you doing?” I asked. Emma looked to be a few years older than myself and Kristina and had an air of professionalism about her. She was wearing a black pencil skirt with a white button up office shirt. Her dirty blond hair was tied up in a bun.

“Hell, Paul. I’m doing just fine, thanks. Although I feel a little underdressed. I had to come straight here from work.”

“Ah well you look fine to me.” I said, politely.

“Flattering. So how are things with you and Kristina? She tells me you’ve barely been able to keep away from her since she moved in.”

“Ha, well yeah, I guess that’s true. She’s quite an interesting woman.”

“Haha, don’t I know it.” Emma said with a laugh.

This was an interesting comment. “So how do you know Kristina?”

Emma told me about how she is something of an IT wiz, designing specialist software and automated spreadsheets for data processing companies. All rather boring, if I’m being honest. Apparently she had helped Kristina design a system for handling the money she earned, but he never gave any indication she knew how she actually earned that money.

Kristina and I managed to get a moment alone in the corner of the living room where she asked me how I was doing with the game.

“I have no idea! I feel like I’ve talked to everyone and I’m still none the wiser as to who has the key.” I said.

“Well, clock’s ticking, Paul, Liv and Steph just called a cab and Cheryl tells me she’s just having one more drink. You’d better hope none of them have the key to your cock.”

“Could you at least give me a hint?” I asked.

“I could, but it will cost you.” That devilish smile was there and I felt like I could be in trouble.

“What will it cost me?”

“This.” Kristina reached to my shirt and pulled the hem free of my pants. With the shirt untucked I knew there was a very real risk of the lacy waistband of the panties being seen above my pants. “You’d better hurry.” Kristina said, leaving me to adjust my pants and carefully check that the panties weren’t visible.

I revisited Liv before she left. “So, Liv, what is it you do for work?” I asked, leaning against the makeshift snack table.

“Me? I’m a beautician. I run a salon a couple of miles away from here. Kristina comes in all the time.”

A salon owner? Could she be in the same line of work as Sam and Mel, their specialty for feminization could require a salon, right?

‘Bzzt!’ “Hah!” The plug in my ass rocketed to full power for a second as I was talking with Liv.

“You okay, Paul?” She asked me.

“Y-yeah. Just a little cramp.” I said, looking over at Kristina to see her smiling mischievously at me. I saw her give a shake of her head, ruling out Liv.

I moved on to talk to a girl named Sarah who went to college with Kristina a long time ago. I had already ruled her out but decided to try my luck with her again.

“Hello, you two.” Kristina said, coming over to join me and Sarah in the kitchen.

“Hey, your new neighbor was just quizzing me about life.” Sarah said to Kristina.

“Haha, yeah, he is making quite the effort to get to know everyone today. Don’t let me interrupt, Paul could you please grab me the tray from on top of that cupboard, I need to start moving some of the leftover food to the fridge.”

“Oh right, sure.” I said, quickly turning to stretch up to the high cupboard for the tray in question. I didn’t realize what Kristina’s plan was until I felt my shirt ride up a little as I stretched. When I turned around to hand the tray to Kristina, I saw a smiling Kristina and a very confused Sarah.

Then my face turned red as I realized that I had almost definitely just flashed the waistband of the panties to the two women.

“Thanks, Paul.” Kristina smiled and walked past me with the tray, leaving me blushing with a confused Sarah. As she passed me, Kristina leaned in close to give me a peck on the cheek, at the same time whispering, “Not Sarah.”

“Are you wear-”

“I'd better go help Kristina clear up.” I said, making a hasty exit before she could finish her question.

Next up was Steph, who was pulling on her jacket and making herself ready to leave. “Nice to meet you, Paul. But I should get out of your hair. I'm sure you and Kristina will want some ‘alone time’, haha.” Steph said, giggling at her suggestion. Meanwhile, I was wondering if that was a subtle hint, was she the one.

“Haha, Steph, behave.” Kristina said, joining us near the door. “Although you're not far wrong, Paul here seems to always be horny when he's around me. Isn't that right?” Kristina said, nudging me.

“Well what can I say, you bring it out in me.” I responded, not letting on just how true that statement was.

“So, Paul, do you have anything to say to Steph?” Kristina said, pointedly.

Did she want me to ask her? Was this a hint? “Right, just wanted to say it was nice to meet you. Get home safe.”

When Steph and Liv had both left I turned to Kristina. “I'm hoping that was the right call. I already ruled out Steph, and with you ruling out Liv I was pretty certain it was the right call.”

“Not bad, you're getting closer. Just three women left.”

I was confident it wasn't Cheryl, given her age and I was still uncertain about Emma, so I went ahead and talked with a woman named Leah.

Apparently, Leah and Kristina worked together a while ago at a restaurant. I guessed this was before Kristina moved into being a full time dom. It's possible she knew.

“Me? I'm a project manager for aaaahh!” Kristina chose that moment to push the plug to full power and leave it there. I couldn't focus with the vibrations and I was almost certain Leah would be able to hear it.

“Everything okay, Paul?” Kristina asked, coming over to put an arm around my waist, while surreptitiously pushing on the pulsing plug.

“Uh-huh. Fine.” I forced the reply out, but the plug hadn't stopped.

“Leah, I think your boyfriend’s outside.” Kristina said, eliciting a swift goodbye from her friend.

“Bye!” I said, the plug still vibrating, the chastity cage was becoming extremely tight thanks to the stimulation.

“Please….turn it off.” I begged.

“Fine, here you go.” Kristina stopped the plug, before adding, “Luckily for you it wasn’t Leah. Last two guests left, fifty-fifty chance, no more hints.”

Emma or Cheryl, both women were older, both of them seemed to have a rather boring connection to Kristina, but she had assured me that one of them had the key.

I had to take a gamble, or risk letting the key to my cage leave. But surely Kristina wouldn't leave me locked up forever, she would have to get the key back eventually. I had already gone a while in the cage, maybe I could just go a bit longer.

“So, who's it going to be?” Kristina asked, breaking me out of my reverie.

“I have no idea.” I answered.

“Well, let me sweeten the deal for you. If you get the key back tonight, I'll let you sleep in bed with me and I'll make you cum myself.”

Fuck it! After an offer like that, how could I not go for it?

“Emma.” I caught up to Emma at the front door before she left. “I was wondering if I could ask you something before you left?”

“Sure you can. What's up, Paul?”

I took a deep breath and steeled myself. “Well, I was wondering if you could give me back the key to my chastity cage?” ‘Bzzt!’ The plug vibrated once but I didn't look around at Kristina, though I'm sure she was smiling as she watched me.

Emma looked at me for a long moment before she said anything. “Your chastity cage?” Oh no, was this the wrong woman? “Do you mean to tell me that you’re currently locked in chastity?”

“Yes…” Please tell me she's just messing with me. ‘Bzzt!’I jumped a little again as the plug vibrated.

“Ahh, so that would explain the panties you're wearing.”

“Oh shit you noticed?”

“Of course I did, but don't worry, blue is definitely your colour, haha.”

“Oh God.” I hid my face in my hands. “So…do you have the key?”

“What key was that again?” I looked up to see Emma was smirking at me. She was definitely the right person.

“The key to my chastity cage.”

“As it turns out, yes…..I do.” Emma reached into her shirt and plucked the key from inside her bra. “Here you go.” For the first time since moving into Kristina’s, the key to my own cock was in my hands.

“It was nice meeting you, Paul.”

Kristina headed over to say goodbye to Emma. “Emma, thanks for coming.”

“No problem, you have yourself a good man there.” Emma said, smiling at me.

“Thanks, and let me know how things go with that colleague of yours.”

“Oh I will, don't worry.” I didn't ask what they were talking about. Emma turned to leave but turned back with one foot out the door. “Oh and Kristina, you were right. Paul is good with his tongue. Bye bye.”

My eyes almost popped out of my head as I realized what Emma's statement had meant. “Wait….what? Was she….the other night?”

“Relax, Paul. You have the key to your cage until I decide to take it from you. Do you really want to waste this time asking questions?”

“Good point. You get rid of Cheryl, I'll see you upstairs.” I wasn’t surprised in the slightest to see the restraints waiting on the bed when I walked into the room…

End chapter 16