It happened out of nowhere. It was a mundane morning. I simply went into my bedroom while my coffee was brewing downstairs to open windows and make my bed. The house next to me was separated by only a driveway. I could see right into the windows when all of our blinds were up. I often did. I would keep them closed anytime I was in my bedroom.

But today, I came across my neighbor in what I imagine was their room or their closet, perhaps. What were they doing? Oh. Yes, let's get to that.

I observed my twenty something neighbor, slightly hunched over, completely naked, and concentrating very hard on locking their sex into chastity.

I watched for probably too long. Enthralled. Entranced. Mesmerized. Transfixed.

I thought about it for days. I left my window open hoping to see more. I left it closed hoping they would do it again knowing my blinds were closed.

We both came and went. I exchanged pleasantries the day we left at the same time. I felt awkward saying hello. They were cute. I wondered if there was a secret underneath their clothing.

One night, with two too many glasses of wine in me, I had a stupid drunken idea that would bare fruit.

With a jumbo black sharpie in my hand and cardboard from an Amazon delivery, I wrote out in my best penmanship - 'Lock Up'

I originally left it between the blinds and windows, but it fell in no time. So with some tape I kept it pressed to the window. The way our houses were situated there was no one else to read it. 

I woke up like any other day, made my coffee and browsed my phone. About half the day passed before I realized what I had done. Anxiety filled my body. How stupid could I be? Just pushing my way into a kink like that. Admitting that I was a voyeur, snooping out of my window like a pervert. I raced upstairs to take the ridiculous sign down.

Their car was gone. Maybe I was in the clear. No harm, no foul.

I wanted to slide my hand behind the blind and rip it down, but the tape proved a worthy adversary. I had to open the blinds. And that's when I saw the reply.

"Locked away"

My blushing and personal berating was gone. My hand was on the sharpie as I flipped the cardboard over.

"Good. It stays." My characters were at a limit here. This worked? How the ef…

The next morning, the sign changed again

"Okay. Keys?"

"Mailbox. Now."

I heard steps and the rattle of two keys deposit into my mailbox on my front porch.

"Show me. Noon."

I looked intently at the device. Shiny and sealing everything away and on display twenty feet away. I kept the blinds at a height that allowed me to view and not be seen. I left the room. Unsure of my next steps. 

"What's Next?"

I replied, knowing this story needed an ending.

"Worship me - Sat Ten Am"

I left another cardboard and sharpie note, a bit smaller this time, for their arrival.

"Come in. Strip. Crawl to me. No talking."

(Hello DPP! Hoping for a little backstory here from your characters perspective during the build up I've built out!

Please take your time in your reply, I prefer long replies every so often over short replies every 15 minutes!

Kinks: bondage/bdsm, encasement, chastity, edging/forced/ruined orgasms, sissification, face sitting, anal/pegging)