You were a family friend, someone my parents knew in college, or something like that. For as long as I could remember you have been in our life: Always stopping by to say hello, or inviting us to your house for family dinners. When we were visiting you though, I struggled to talk at all when you were around; my face would be flushed, I’d be lightheaded... and my dock would be stiff at the sight of you.

You didn't wear clothes any more revealing than the girls at school, but you carried yourself with a confidence I couldn't ignore. Sometimes you'd catch me trying to get a peek down your shirt across the dinner table, and I'd turn away, cheeks burning, pretending it had never happened. When you were cleaning, I'd lean around a corner to catch a look at you bent all the way over, your ass perfectly outlined and grabbable. As soon as you stood, though, I’d walk away as innocently as I could manage, my heart pounding and obscene thoughts running through my head.

But that was all years ago. Today, I'm spending time away of my parent's house. Maybe I'm home from college for a week, and they're out of town, or maybe you're hosting me while I visit the town you moved to; the details aren't important. A short phone call later, and you enthusiastically offer me your spare bedroom. As I make the short drive to your house, all those horny memories flood back to me. When I park outside, I have to spend a moment mustering the courage to walk to your door.

When you answer, It's clear you were preparing for bed: A loose-fitting shirt that scoops low makes it obvious you aren't wearing a bra, and your equally loose shorts are decent, though only just barely. The moment I took to myself in the car is all for naught, as I can feel my cock swelling with warmth at the sight of you.

And you just smiled, while I muttered a nervous "Thanks."

As you lead me to the spare room, I can't take my eyes off your backside, the smooth crease of where your ass meets your legs exposed by the tiny shorts. As you swing open the door, I realize it's right next to your bedroom.

Later, after I settle in to the room, just knowing you're in bed so close to me keeps me aroused all night. Maybe you were in that tiny loose nightshirt, or maybe you were wearing nothing at all. I touch myself, as quietly as I can manage, but I don't dare let myself cum. There's no way I could explain the mess, how could I?

I fall asleep that way, horny and frustrated and quietly praying I don't have a wet dream in the middle of the night, and have to explain to you the cum-stained sheets.

As I wake the next morning, something feels off. The warm buzz of arousal still radiates from my crotch, but it feels... strange. Constricted.

I tear off the sheets to discover that my old boxers are missing, replaced by a tiny pair of pink, floral panties. Shocked, my hands fly down between my legs to discover that there's a piece of hard plastic underneath. Pulling aside the sheer fabric, I gasp: I've been carefully locked into a chastity device, the tiny padlock rattling side to side.

You must've done this to me in my sleep. But why? Had you noticed me watching you? Known somehow that I'd been stroking my hard, aching cock last night, and decided to lock it away from me? Or had this been you plan all along, from the moment I called you?

Searching the room for clothes, I realize that you've removed them all from the room. Ears burning with embarrassment, I stare at the door, realizing all I have are these tiny panties you gave me to cover myself. Heart pounding, I reach for the handle, intending to find you and ask for an explanation.

Alright! If you've read this far, this is the story I'd like to continue exploring with someone. Obviously there's strong themes of humiliation, forced chastity, and power play, and I'm open to pretty much all femdom themes. If there's any other kinks you'd like to include, I'm definitely open to them, but some of my favorites include watersports, anal play and prostate milking, some bondage and forced orgasms, and premature ejaculation.

I would be especially interested if instead of panties and a chastity cage, I woke up swaddled in a diaper! I understand that's not everyone's cup of tea though, so it's not a priority.

My only hard limits are severe pain and scat, but outside of that, I'm very flexible. Also, feel free to check out any of the other posts on my profile, as well.