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Humiliated Phone Sex Cocksucker at a Cocktail Party by Chastity

We arrive at the cocktail party, and I’m wearing my black dress patterned with red roses, you’re wearing a grey tailored suit. We look like a normal couple except for possibly the age difference but it isn’t too strange for an older man to come accompanied by a younger woman. If only they knew what lies beneath our clothes because no one knows what’s really going on underneath the surface. They have no clue what we wear beneath the socially acceptable exterior of our clothing and it’s thrilling. Of course I’m to excited to keep it that way, I flash the picture of you on my phone that I took earlier. You catch a glimpse of yourself on your knees with a big black cock in your mouth.

“Guess what, slut,” I whisper into your ear, “I am going to show this picture to everyone at this party, individually, in secret. And they will all know your secret.”

I push my waist up against you, so you feel the the strap-on pressing against your ass cheeks through our clothing. You try to straighten up, look manly, even though you know that you will be the bitch tonight. And, since everyone will know this secret, it might as well be every night. At that thought, I know your cock begins to twitch in the metal chastity cage I locked it into before you were allowed to dress for this party. As your locked up dick strains against the cage you remember me putting it on you and telling you how cute it looked. “Oh, look,” I said, “Your little baby-dick is so cute!” We said it would just be for tonight, lol!

“Now stand here, and watch me.” I say, snapping you back into the present. You stand there and watch as I walk up to a handsome man talking to a beautiful lady. I whisper something into his ear, show him my phone, he chuckles and passes the phone to the lady and they look back at you with a wink.

~Smooches~ from Cha Cha (Chastity)

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