Merry Thanksgiving! - And Who Needs Willpower Chapter 14

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! I was worried I wouldn't be able to make it in time, but I finally got the next chapter finished in time for the holidays! I definitely did not think I'd have as many members that we do back when I started this page many moons ago. It's honestly surreal every time I think about it, and it's definitely a big thing to be thankful for this year! Sorry for the sap, if you guys made through it without involuntarily throwing up, then without further ado--!

Fiona’s eyes watered as she pushed Amanda’s shaft down her throat. She ran her hands up the back of Amanda's thighs, gripping into her butt as she tried to pull herself further down. Amanda exhaled in pleasure, leaning her upper back against the wall. She pressed her hips forward lightly, running her fingers through Fiona’s silken hair.

Fiona had grown to love kneeling in front of Amanda. It felt different than pleasuring her while she was laying down or on the couch. Having Amanda stand above her while she kneeled on the floor? Something about it made her cage leak.

Amanda's fingers tightened into Fiona’s hair, a sign she had grown very accustomed to reading. She pulled off slightly, taking a deep breath, before thrusting as deep as she could over and over. She felt Amanda's cock twitch in her mouth, feeling twinges of excitement in her stomach. Amanda exploded down her throat. Fiona pressed as much as she could, as if Amanda's ropes of cum was the lubricant she needed to take her all the way.

Fiona groaned in frustration as she felt Amanda begin to pull from her throat. Once again, she wasn’t able to take her completely. She swirled her tongue around Amanda's shaft, removing any residual cum. She took Amanda into her mouth again, trying to pleasure her for another round.

“Easy Tiger, we still got class today.” Amanda giggled, pulling her cock from Fiona’s mouth, pushing her back off the wall before heading towards her room. Fiona sat back on her heels, dropping her head with a sigh.

“We’d have time!” Fiona whined, Amanda only acknowledging her with a scoffed laugh and a shook head. “It's been over a week, Amanda!” Amanda entered her room, leaving Fiona kneeling alone in the hallway.

“Oh I’m well aware,” Amanda shouted back through her open door. “Best week of my life…” Fiona could hear her shuffling around her room as she got ready for the day. She groaned loud enough to make sure Amanda heard, flipping herself around to rest against the wall of the hallway. The cool wall gave her a momentary shock against her bare back.

“Amandaaa! I’ve been practicing so much, but I still can’t get you deep enough for the collar to snap. I’m going crazyyy! What if I can never get deep enough?”

“Then I’m gonna be getting a lot of blowjobs for the rest of my life I guess.”

“Ughhh” Fiona complained. She felt precum-slicked balls twitch against her thighs at the thought. Just blowing Amanda over and over in a fruitless attempt to earn release. She pinched her thighs together, pulling them to her chest in an attempt to silence the throbbing in her cage. “No, but I mean… are there any other plans? …Or-or like an upper cap?”

“You mean are you gonna be allowed to cum before you snap your collar?” Amanda walked out of her room. She was wearing her usual jean short shorts and a simple T-shirt. She had her hair up in a ponytail, threaded through a black cap. She rarely had her hair up, so Fiona immediately took notice. She always loved the look. Fiona faltered for a moment, taking in Amanda’s appearance.

“Umm… No, that’s not-Well I mean maybe… Yeah… It-It's been sixteen days! I can hardly even think!” Amanda giggled, kneeling down by Fiona’s side.

“Mmm I don’t know. I think you’ll be able to snap the collar one day.”

“Please! Just let me cum once, and then I won’t cum until it snaps, I promise! Or longer, I don’t care! I’ll never cum again, just… God I need it so bad!”

“Promising to never cum again just to cum once? Man I guess you really can’t think.” Amanda ran her fingers through Fiona’s hair. She pulled her head closer as she kissed her on the forehead, before popping up to her feet. “Nope, I’m not gonna give you permission. Buuuut, I guess someone else can.” Amanda walked to Fiona’s room, motioning for her to follow.

Fiona obeyed. Her usual embarrassment of being ordered around fully naked by a clothed Amanda was subdued, as her brain raced over what Amanda had said. Someone else could?

“Someone else?” Fiona finally managed to question. The more she thought about it, the more she understood what Amanda had meant. Her gut twisted in nerves.

“Yeah, as in someone not me.” Amanda shuffled through Fiona’s clothes as they talked, picking out her outfit for the day. “The obvious choice is Kaylee and Mia, I mean they’ve both already seen you naked and caged, even if they didn’t know it was you. Just have to tell them it was you, and beg for permission to cum! Easy peasy!”

“What!?” Fiona immediately flushed, covering herself modestly as if Kaylee and Mia were now suddenly present. “There’s no way I could do that! What are y… n-no way!” Amanda burst into laughter.

“Yeah, guess maybe that’s too hard for you. Oh well, there is always the collar.” Amanda finished choosing the outfit, tossing it onto the bed.

“N-no wait…” Fiona burst out, quickly stifling the words in her throat. Her cock immediately throbbed at the thought of giving up a potential opportunity. She swayed her weight between her feet, still covering herself, feeling herself redden. “Wh-what if you do it…?”

“I do what, give you permission? How would that be any different than right now?”

“No no, I mean… What if you ask them?”

“Oh?” Amanda raised her eyebrow, visibly excited, She had assumed Fiona was way too timid to entertain that idea. She spun around to match Fiona, giddiness creeping into her as she eyed her shy stance. She pulled Fiona’s protective arm away, cupping Fiona’s balls and gently pulling her forwards, extracting a surprised breath.

“I’m not gonna ask for you, but I’ll tell them for you.” Amanda slowly spoke, her face only inches from Fiona as she maintained her grip around her balls. “But if I tell them, I’m not holding back at all. I mean they’ve already seen you naked, but I’ll let them see it in person. I’ll make you show them the cage, let them see it up close. Touch it if they want. You’ll flash for them, you’ll obey them. You should expect to be completely naked in front of them, letting them tease and use you as they please. Do you still want me to tell them? All of that for the chance they give you permission to finally cum?”

Amanda's words ignited something in Fiona. Her body quaked with arousal, drowning out her rational thoughts. Her heart raced down to her fingertips, imagining the humiliation of being traipsed around in nothing but a cage for her friends.

Her cage twitched, expelling a stream of precum dripping across Amanda's fingers and down her balls. Amanda pumped her eyebrows teasingly, before leaning in and kissing her. Fiona leaned forward into the kiss, taking a shaky breath. Amanda bit Fiona’s lower lip with a soft tug as she pulled away, grinning wide.

“Yeah?” Amanda nearly giggled with excitement. Fiona tried to respond, but her nerves and arousal swallowed her words. Instead, she leaned forward, pecking Amanda on the lips, before giving her a subdued nod. “Good girl.” Amanda whispered back.

Fiona quickly got dressed and they went off to class. She was wearing a thin blue dress with loose sleeves that hung down to her elbows, but her shoulders were bare. She was given a strapless bra that helped hold the dress in place, as well as some pure black panties, which she was surprised about.

As they walked to class, Amanda texted Kaylee.

You guys free tonight? I was hoping we could have a double date!

Double date? Idk… will we like your date?

Definitely! She’s pretty cool, it’ll be super fun. Promise…

Then sounds like a plan! After swim practice?

Yeah!

In their first class, Amanda leaned over and whispered in Fiona’s ear, telling her she didn’t have permission to touch herself without permission for the rest of the day. Even though Fiona couldn’t cum, she would often find herself touching throughout the day. She didn’t realize just how much until she lost the right. It had become a habit. Her body was constantly searching for pleasure.

Amanda didn’t make it any easier. All throughout the day, she would slide a hand between Fiona’s legs, tickling her fingers up and down her inner thighs, but never slipping inside her. Or touching her balls. Or touching her cage. Or touching anything! Sometimes she’d run her fingers across Fiona’s stomach, slipping her fingers into her panties. Fiona would get goosebumps in anticipation, her body begging for it. But she’d never slip more than an inch inside, trailing around her pelvis before retreating.

By the time swim practice came around, Fiona was aching to touch. Her skin was so sensitive, even the water from the shower was somehow erotic. Amanda didn’t even allow a respite during practice. Constantly rubbing shoulders, sometimes trailing a toe stealthily up between her thighs beneath the water.

During her shower, Fiona was dangerously unfocused. Her mind was fogged over with desire. The need to be touched, coupled with the various scenarios she was imagining all day made her knees weak. She almost flashed her cage to the entire locker room trying to sneak a peek at Kaylee and Mia, so horny her surroundings nearly faded away. But she came to her senses just in time, hurrying out of the shower bright with embarrassment.

Fiona breathed a heavy side as she slumped against her locker, finally fully dressed. She listened to the buzz of conversation and laughter in the locker room, trying to push the thought of how the atmosphere would have changed had she accidentally flashed them all. She thought through dozens of scenarios, no matter how unrealistic. Everything from being laughed at to a full locker room orgy.

“Ready?” Amanda snapped her from her daze. She pushed off the locker, trying to clear her mind with a smile, embarrassed by her thoughts, as if Amanda could see inside her head.

“Yep!”

They left the locker room. The evening air chilled their drying hair, despite feeling relatively warm on their skin. Kaylee and Mia were waiting outside, huddled together over one of their phones.

“We interrupting?” Amanda asked, walking up to the pair. Mia looked up at them immediately rolling her head back in a frustrated laugh. She pulled out a dollar from her pocket and slapped it into a smug looking Kaylee’s hand.

“Nope, just watching a little of Luna’s stream while we waited.” Kaylee said, pocketing the dollar as she turned off her phone.

“What was that about?” Amanda laughed, motioning towards the pocket.

“Just winning a bet,” Kaylee bragged.

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell us you two were dating!” Mia complained, “I was so sure it was gonna be someone else, I figured you would have told us already if it was Fiona! Waitwaitwait, is this your guys’ first date, because if so…?” Mia looked towards Kaylee, threatening to take back her dollar.

“Nope. Couple weeks now.” Amanda corrected. Mia threw up her arms in defeat.

“I told you they were way too close to just be roommates! I don’t know how you didn’t see it…”

“I was too trusting, I thought we were closer than that... Lies? It's unfathomable...” Mia joked.

“Shut uuup.” Amanda laughed, “Fiona was just too shy to tell anyone.”

“Hey! I’m not the one who lied about it first!” Fiona jabbed back.

“Got you there…” Kaylee teased.

“I’m glad it's you though,” Mia smiled at Fiona, before dropping to a serious face. “Even if I am out a dollar…”

“Sorry,” Fiona laughed. “So what's the plan? We never actually talked about it, I don't think.”

“I was thinking just walk around downtown, look at shops, maybe find a restaurant or something so we don’t have to cook tonight?” Amanda pitched.

“I like that plan, saves me from having to cook alone again,” Mia eyeballed a guilty looking Kaylee. The girls laughed, and began on their way.

They walked around for an hour. Their town’s downtown life was pretty active, with lots of little shops and stores to visit. They visited a rock shop, selling gems and stones in various levels of jewelry. A quilt store, with an extensive array of different sizes and designs. Amanda ended up buying Fiona a quilt with a smiling cartoon muffin on it.

Time flew by quickly for them, and before long they were starving. They debated on what to eat, eventually settling on a Mexican restaurant. By the time they arrived, it was a little after 8:00pm, and the restaurant was fairly slow. They were greeted, and sat in a circle booth towards the back of the restaurant. Mia and Fiona skooched to the back side of the booth, while Kaylee and Amanda took the outside seats.

“So what's the story?” Mia asked. “How’d you guys get together?” With no hesitation, Amanda pulled the necklace out from inside her shirt, flashing Fiona’s keys to the group.

“I found these.” The group was completely silent for several moments.

“Are those…?” Kaylee asked with subdued excitement.

“Yep.” Both Kaylee and Mia’s jaws dropped.

Fiona was frozen, staring at the keys. Her stomach dropped as she was submerged into an icy lake of arousal and fear. She knew Amanda was going to tell them at some point, and yet a part of her never truly understood what that meant. Her skin tingled with heat,able to cook an egg with her cheeks, yet her panties felt wetter than ever.

“Holy shit!” Kaylee whispered excitedly, her mouth still stuck in a wide smile. “How? What? How!? Tell us everything!” Amanda looked towards Fiona, beckoning her to explain. Fiona felt the table's gaze rest on her.

“Umm…I uh, I accidentally left them out in my room, and I think Momo… stole them. A-Amanda found them before I could…” Kaylee squealed in excitement, barely able to keep herself quiet.

“Fucking wingman Momo… Best cat in existence.” Kaylee giggled, still shaking her head in disbelief.

“Right?” Amanda laughed. Fiona pulsed in her cage. They really knew. They knew. She could still hardly process the conversation. She was too preoccupied with figuring out if she should run away from the table or beg them to let her cum.

“Wait…” Kaylee froze, shooting her hand out across Mia’s chest, grabbing her attention and silencing her in the process. She looked directly at Amanda, eyes wide as she processed. “That means that picture you showed us…?” Mia instantly caught on, taking in a sharp breath of excitement and reaching into her pocket for her phone.

“Yuuup.” Mia and Kaylee bubbled with excitement, bouncing a little on the booth’s seat. Mia pulled up the picture on her phone, zooming in on her chest and shoulders, studying the hair visible behind them.

“Holy crap! Holy crap… How did we not notice before! The hair is totally the same! I’m so fucking turned on right no-” Mia cut herself off, immediately pocketing her phone as their waiter appeared by the edge of their table. The girls switched modes immediately, gleefully interacting with him as he took their drink orders. Fiona tried to put on a friendly face, but she could feel her face glowing compared to the others. However, she was still grateful for the reprieve. It helped give her time to catch up to reality. The initial shock of being outed slowly began to fade, and in its place was astounding arousal. Fiona could feel her cage twitching outside her control, sliding her balls against the completely slick interior of her panties.

They ordered some horchatas, and their waiter left them again. The couple held their composure for a few seconds afterwards, before hunching across the table in excitement.

“Okay, so is she-are you… caged right now?” Mia shifted her attention to Fiona mid sentence. Fiona stiffened with the attention, but managed to give Mia a small nod. “But we just came from swimming! So during the locker room too?!” Fiona nodded again.

“Jeeeeez, so you don’t let her unlock for swimming? When was the last time she unlocked?” Kaylee asked. Amanda pondered for a moment, resting her finger against her lips.

“I think a little over a week ago. We have a cage cleaning kit for the shower, so theoretically she never needs to be unlocked.”

“Damn, a week without cumming? I would be dead.” Mia’s tone did not match her words. She was nibbling on her fingertip, staring off into space with a grin. The girls could tell she was at least partially jealous.

“Oh no she didn’t cum” Amanda corrected, “Only unlocked. I just edged her for an hour or so.” Kaylee covered her gaping mouth, the edges of her smile creeping out from behind her fingers.

“Oh my god… Wait, so when was the last time she was allowed to cum?”

“Since I started holding her keys? Never. Still not once.”

“Fuck…… She must be so horny all the time. God that is so hot…” Kaylee crossed her legs as she spoke, shifting slightly with arousal.

“Oh yeah, she really is. Here you can see for yourself. Fi, would you mind giving them your panties?”

“Huh?” Fiona froze staring at Amanda. She was sure she must have misheard her. Give them her panties? Right here!? Amanda gave her a nod, quietly reinforcing her command. Without even thinking, Fiona’s body began to act on its orders. She felt as if she lost control, Amanda somehow overwriting her with just a nod.

Kaylee secretly mouthed, ‘No way’ to Mia in excited disbelief, as Fiona pulled her dress up and slipped her thumbs into the band of her panties. She had to stand slightly from the booth in order to slide them down. Something about that little shift was so humiliating, but that only seemed to ignite the fire between her legs. She felt a string of precum trail between her balls and panties as they slipped down her thighs. She sat down, about to lift her legs through when their waiter reappeared. Fiona immediately sat up, dropping her panties. They slid down her legs, resting around her feet on the floor below.

“We ready to order?” The man asked, pulling out his notepad. The girls happily agreed, switching back to their public persona with ease. Fiona’s transition was much harder. The breezier feel beneath her dress, coupled with her soaked panties still draped around her ankles was a difficult feeling to ignore.

She knew logically there was no way for him to see her panties. She was furthest back in the booth, and the table had a low hanging cloth around its edges. Yet somehow she felt that at any moment, he’d stop taking orders and say, Miss, are those your panties around your ankles? She could feel her precum drip down her inner thighs; she assumed, already wetting the cool leather of the booth. Her body was trembling with need. If Amanda tossed her the keys and told her to unlock and cum right there, she felt she would’ve.

“Ummm, I’ll have the chicken enchilada blanca please?” Fiona stiffly responded, her voice cracking once with nerves. He jotted it down, finishing his way around the table before once again taking his leave, completely unaware of the situation he interrupted.

Fiona wasted no time once he was gone, eager to free herself of the damning shackles around her ankles. She slipped a foot out, using the other to raise the panties to her searching hand beneath the table. Once she had a grip, she pulled her other foot free, quickly balling the panties and handing them to Mia below the table. Her heart raced as she tried to calm herself, feeling as though she just performed a daring heist. Mia took them without a thought before quickly double taking, feeling them in her hands.

“Oh my god…” She laughed under her breath, “these are soaked.”

“Let me see let me see,” Kaylee reached eagerly, accepting them from Mia. She bit her lip as she grinned. Fiona nearly reached for her cage, before remembering she still didn’t have permission to touch. Her body craved attention. Not only did her friends know she was caged and denied, horny beyond belief. But they even held the evidence in their hands, while she sat in nothing but her cage. She rubbed her hands up and down her thighs, taking all of her willpower to keep from sliding between them and pleasuring herself.

As if to rub salt in her wound, Kaylee reached down into Mia’s lap, inconspicuously giving her a few rubs through her jeans. Fiona nearly moaned in jealousy, but she caught it in her throat.

“God she really was wet," Kaylee whispered, balling up the panties and placing them to her side. “Pull out your phone, I wanna see the cage she’s in again.” Mia agreed, pulling it out. While she was searching through her photos, Amanda interrupted.

“Well, she’s not in that one specifically anymore. When I unlocked her to edge, I took that as an opportunity to… upgrade. Or maybe downgrade? She’s in a smaller one is the point.”

“Smaller how!?” Mia burst out, a little louder than she was intending. She looked around, but no one noticed. She leaned in towards Amanda in a softer voice. “Smaller how? It was already just a little nub!” Fiona’s blush intensified at the mention of her size. Amanda grinned excitedly.

“It’s flat now.” Her voice was almost giddy as she spoke. “Wanna see?” Mia’s eyes immediately dropped to Fiona’s lap. Fiona felt as though her eyes could see through her dress. Kaylee tried to look over, but the table was in the way. She was about to complain when Amanda spoke. “Switch seats with me.”

Kaylee and Amanda hopped up, switching seats. Fiona felt her pulse race as Mia and Kaylee pushed up to her on either side. Her nerves tingled as she felt Kaylee's hair graze across her bare shoulder. Fiona clenched her hands together as they rested on her thighs.

“Go ahead and show them, Fi.” Fiona grabbed the edge of her dress, knuckles whitening from the force. She slid the fabric up her thighs, faltering just before her balls. With a deep breath, she pulled her dress up.

The couple stared down at Fiona’s cage, slick with precum. The onset of eyes caused Fiona’s arousal to spike. Her cage twitched and a fresh drip of precum glided down onto her balls.

“Holy shit!” Mia whispered, she immediately looked up at Amanda with desire. “Can we touch it?” Fiona nearly finished. Being exposed in front of them was one thing, but Mia asked Amanda if she could touch her. She asked Amanda instead of her. She felt like Amanda’s property. Being ordered around and shown off, like a toy you share with your friends.

Amanda nodded, and both girls’ hands landed between Fiona’s legs, gliding across her balls as they played about. Fiona immediately understood while Amanda had teased her all day without actually touching her. Their fingers sent waves of pleasure through her body. She tried to silence her moans, but a soft whimper escaped her anyways.

The couple loved that, giggling at their good work as they teased her, taking their time to fully analyze the cage and what it held. Their touch was torment for Fiona. She strained against the cage, her precum wetting their fingers as she leaked.

Fiona pulled her lips between her teeth, biting them tightly. She closed her eyes, focusing as much as she could to keep her composure. After being denied touch all day, their skin felt electric against hers. Not only that, but they weren’t Amanda’s hands. Amanda had been the only person to touch her before, so that added excitement made her weeks of denial burn.

“Food’s coming.” Amanda let the table know, watching their waiter walk across the restaurant. The two girls leaned back and pulled their hands away, finally allowing Fiona a breath in what felt like hours. Fiona was about to pull her dress back down, when Amanda's foot emerged from underneath the table, pressing the dress to her stomach and holding it in place. Fiona looked up, and Amanda gave her a subtle shake ‘no,’ with an evil grin.

Fiona was close enough to the table that the waiter wasn’t tall enough to see her cage over its edge. But that didn’t offer much comfort to her. She could feel her cock thrashing in its cage, leaking as it begged for the fingers to return. Completely exposed to the world, as she tried to put on a smile while the food was passed out. The other girls were a little less natural than his previous visits, often eyeing Fiona’s cage out of the corner of their eyes. Amanda wasn’t making it any easier either. Her toes were playfully fidgeting with Fiona’s balls the entire time. It seemed like nothing to Amanda, not even stopping when she thanked the waiter and commented on the food.

They got their food and the waiter left. The girls promptly broke into shocked laughter.

“You are so well trained!” Kaylee praised “You didn’t even try to cover up!” She shifted her attention to Amanda, “How’d you do it? This well behaved and still not allowed to cum? Do you ever plan on letting her cum?”

“She doesn’t have a set release date, if that's what you mean. When she cums is sorta up to her. Care to explain, Fi?”

“Ummm…” Fi rested a hand on her collar, catching her breath. “I-I get to cum if I… If I take Amanda deep enough for this to snap off…” Kaylee smiled wide, giggling under her breath as she looked to Amanda.

“You’re fucking devious,” she laughed. “That's so deep. I don't think Mia would even reach that collar. I’m pretty good and I don’t know if I can even go that deep. How long has she been trying for it?”

“Little over a week. It’s been amazing...” Amanda sighed contently.

“Sorry, sweetheart.” Kaylee comforted, rubbing Fiona’s thigh as she laughed. “Hope you can get it eventually...”

“Hey, I’m not all mean though. I gave her one other way she could earn a release.”

“Oh?” The girls looked to Fiona once again.

“If I get someone else to… to give me permission.” The two girls looked at each other.

“Ohhhh, very convenient timing with this double date, huh?” Kaylee insinuated, causing Fiona to drop her gaze, embarrassed. “We’ll we’re honored! Unfortunately, when it comes to deciding if people cum, between me and Mia, I make the decisions. And I’m pretty hard to please…”

“Sorry, Fiona!” Mia giggled, taking her turn to rub Fiona’s thigh for comfort.

“Maybe… we can come over sometime?” Kaylee asked Amanda hesitantly. “We’d love to see you guys somewhere with a bit more… privacy?”

“Definitely, I’m so glad you asked! I wanted to offer, but I wasn’t sure. I’d say tonight, but it's getting pretty late, and I want you guys to have as much time with her as possible. It’s only fair to give Fi a fighting chance to earn a release.” Amanda lifted her foot from Fiona’s lap, allowing her dress to fall back over her cage. “Shall we eat? I’m dying a little bit.” The couple agreed, but still visibly excited for the fun night to come.

They talked as they ate. Fiona breathed a sigh of relief as the conversation shifted away from her. Her body still ached with arousal, but the conversation helped push it into a subdued throbbing in the back of her mind. As she calmed down, Fiona felt a rushing wave of giddiness and relief. Despite feeling closer to Mia and Kaylee than any of her other friends, she was still always soft spoken and shy. But after what she just experienced with them, conversation seemed to flow effortlessly. A weight seemed to lift off her shoulders, allowing her to float a bit further out of her shell.

They paid the bill and stretched from their satisfying meal. Amanda stood up, allowing Mia to get out from her side, and Kaylee did the same. Amanda took Fiona’s hand, helping her out of the booth. As she stood, Amanda wrapped a hand around her back, kissing her on the cheek.

“I am so so proud of you.” Amanda quickly whispered into her ear, squeezing her side. Fiona smiled at the ground, trying not to pull attention with how happy it made her. They clasped hands as they left the restaurant. Each couple thanked each other for a fun night, promising they’d see each other again soon. Fiona almost hummed as they walked, squeezing Amanda's hand as they enjoyed the night air. They had almost made it home when Fiona realized Kaylee had stolen her panties.