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\pard\fs20 An Open and Shut Case\par
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Nessus\par
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The bell jangled as I walked into the shop and a blonde woman seated at a bench looked up. \ldblquote Can I help you?\rdblquote  she asked, putting a small screwdriver down on the bench.\par
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I cleared my throat. \ldblquote I\rquote m looking for the locksmith,\rdblquote  I began nervously. \ldblquote This seems to be the only one in the village.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote That\rquote s right,\rdblquote  she said briskly, \ldblquote and that will be me. How can I help you?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote I was kind of hoping to find a guy. Anybody else work here?\rdblquote  I asked hopefully but she shook her head.\par
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\ldblquote I\rquote m the locksmith and that\rquote s it. Why do you want a guy?\rdblquote\par
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I blushed. \ldblquote It\rquote s personal. Is there another locksmith close by?\rdblquote  \par
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She shook her head. \ldblquote Nope. I am fully qualified, you know.\rdblquote  A long moment passed and I knew I had no other choice.\par
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I swallowed and felt myself blush even more. \ldblquote Well,\rdblquote  I began nervously, \ldblquote I have this chastity belt thing on and I don\rquote t have the key to get it off.\rdblquote\par
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Her eyes widened. \ldblquote You\rquote re kidding me, right?\rdblquote  I shook my head and wished the ground would swallow me up. \ldblquote You lost the key?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote It\rquote s a long story.\rdblquote\par
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She stared at me and a faint smile appeared on her face. \ldblquote Well, suppose I\rquote ll have to look at it.\rdblquote  I watched as she walked to the door, turned the sign to \lquote Closed\rquote  and locked it. \ldblquote We have some privacy now,\rdblquote  she said, smiling at me and I weakly returned the smile. \ldblquote I\rquote m Pamela,\rdblquote  she said, standing in front of me.\par
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\ldblquote Bill,\rdblquote  I said.\par
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\ldblquote Ok Bill, let me see it.\rdblquote  Blushing again, I undid my jeans and pulled them down with my shorts, exposing my cock in its metal tube. Pamela peered closely at it. \ldblquote Interesting,\rdblquote  she murmured, \ldblquote in fact, it\rquote s ingenious. Where is the keyhole?\rdblquote  I pointed at the small hole at the base of the metal ring that the tube was connected to. \ldblquote Hmm, this is going to be difficult. OK,\rdblquote  she said in a crisp business-like manner, \ldblquote take everything off and sit on the bench.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Everything?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote The shirt will get in the way. I might have to drill and we wouldn\rquote t want the drill to slip, would we?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote No,\rdblquote  I mumbled and quickly undressed.\par
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\ldblquote So, are you going to tell me why you have that thing on?\rdblquote  she asked as she arranged her tools next to me on the bench.\par
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\ldblquote My girl friend put it on me,\rdblquote  I mumbled, feeling humiliated seated naked in front of this strange woman.\par
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\ldblquote Did she?\rdblquote  Pamela raised an eyebrow. \ldblquote And what exactly does it do?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Uh,\rdblquote  I murmured, flushing, \ldblquote it stops me from getting erect.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Oh,\rdblquote  was all she said as she placed some more tools on eth bench, then pulled a stool over so she could sit between my spread legs. \ldblquote Why did she put it on you?\rdblquote  she asked after a moment.\par
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\ldblquote She likes to control,\rdblquote  I answered self-consciously. \ldblquote She liked to ration me.\rdblquote  Pamela picked up a small tool and raised an eyebrow at me. \ldblquote My orgasms,\rdblquote  I explained, blushing furiously.\par
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Pamela started probing the tool into the keyhole. \ldblquote I don\rquote t get it,\rdblquote  she said. \ldblquote She rations you, she rations herself at the same time. Doesn\rquote t she like sex?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote She loves it, she got to have as many orgasms as she liked while she limited me.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote How?\rdblquote  she asked and I felt her hands move over my genitals, my cock flexed futilely in the tube.\par
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\ldblquote I gave them to her,\rdblquote  I said softly, face burning. \ldblquote With my mouth.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Oh, I see,\rdblquote  she said, picking up another tool. \ldblquote Sounds like she had the best of everything and you had nothing. What happened to the key?\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote She threw it into the sea. We had an argument and she threw the key away, then threw me out.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Must have been a big argument. I think I\rquote ll have this off soon.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote She wanted me to watch her have sex with another man. That was the last straw.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote I bet it was. There,\rdblquote  she said, clicking the ring open and sliding the tube off. A sense of relief flooded through me but I suddenly felt myself getting hard until my stiff cock was bobbing in front of her. \par
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Pamela stared at it, a mischievous look on her face. \ldblquote How long has it been since your last one?\rdblquote\par
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I knew what she meant. \ldblquote Three weeks,\rdblquote  I answered, face burning again.\par
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I almost jumped as her hand slowly closed around my cock. \ldblquote Feel nice?\rdblquote  she purred and I nodded as my heart pounded. Her hand slowly began jacking me off. \ldblquote Where will you live?\rdblquote  she asked as her hand continued to slowly move up and down my throbbing cock.\par
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\ldblquote Don\rquote t know,\rdblquote  I groaned. \ldblquote My bags in the car.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote I\rquote ve got a spare room,\rdblquote  she said sweetly, suddenly stopping and I stared longingly at her still hand. \ldblquote Why don\rquote t you stay with me for a few days until you find something? The hotel is full and I think I\rquote ve seen everything you\rquote ve got now,\rquote  she added laughing. \par
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\ldblquote Ok,\rdblquote  I groaned.\par
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\ldblquote Want me to jerk you off now?\rdblquote  she asked with a twinkle in her eyes.\par
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\ldblquote Yes, yes,\rdblquote  I groaned.\par
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\ldblquote Ask me nicely.\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote Please Pamela,\rdblquote  I murmured. \ldblquote Please jerk me off.\rdblquote\par
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Her hand started to move again and I closed my eyes as I gave into the exquisite feeling, rushing to the edge at great speed. I grunted a warning and spurted while she milked me dry. Slumped back on the bench, chest heaving with my eyes closed, I felt her clean me up with a towel.\par
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Suddenly, I heard a click and jerked my eyes open to see my cock encased in the chastity tube once again. \ldblquote What the fuck!\rdblquote  I exclaimed and Pamela coolly smiled at me as she threw the towel into a trash can.\par
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\ldblquote I like a little control myself,\rdblquote  she giggled. \ldblquote Now, seeing I\rquote m the only person in a hundred miles who can get that thing off you, I expect a little respect.\rdblquote  I gazed at her in horror and she slowly pulled her jeans down before reclining in the office chair. \ldblquote And the first sign of acceptance and respect, Bill, is for you to show me what you can do with that mouth of yours.\rdblquote\par
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Slowly, I got off the bench and knelt in front of her as she spread her legs, her white panties all ready visibly wet. Slowly, I lowered my face and felt her fingers in my hair as my tongue began its exploration.\par
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\ldblquote Think I\rquote m going to like this,\rdblquote  she murmured, pulling my face closer.\par
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\fs16 (\cf1\ul Nessus29@hotmail.com\cf0\ulnone\fs20 )\par
All my stories are archived at asstr.org\par
As always, interested in your comments (nessus29@hotmail.com) \fs16\par
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