Who Needs Willpower - Chapter 11

Fiona sighed with relief as she dried off from her shower. She wasn’t sure if she’d ever get used to cleaning through the cage with that new tool. Every shower had turned into a dreaded tease. She wrapped her hair with her towel before sneaking out of the bathroom and hurrying to her room completely naked.

“Ah-ah-ah!” Amanda yelled from the kitchen, freezing Fiona in place. “Where do you think you’re going?” Amanda hadn’t bothered with a shower. Her dress had been lightweight as well, and was already completely dry.

“To get dressed…?” Fiona responded hesitantly, like a child trying to avoid a scolding.

“With what? I haven’t set any clothes out for you. You know the rules. You don’t put anything on that I haven’t given you.” She knew Amanda liked to pick out her clothes, but she hadn’t realized it had become a rule. Fiona’s cage twitched at the thought of being dressed up like a doll. Or even worse, being kept from getting dressed at all.

“Ughh, okay okay! Can you pick out some clothes for me?”

“Nope, Kaylee and Mia are gonna be here any minute. So get your naked butt over here and help me clean up. Oh, and put these in my room for me please.” Amanda lifted her dress to pull off her black panties, kicking them to the floor before continuing cleaning the sink. Fiona began to leak.

“That's sorta exactly my point though!” Fiona hurried across the house on her toes, her breasts bouncing with every frantic step. She grabbed Amanda’s panties off the floor, brought them to her clothes hamper and quickly returned. “I’d very much like to be dressed when they show up! Also who forgets about a get-together? I didn’t even know they were coming today!” She folded the couch blankets, helped put the cleaned dishes away; scurrying across the house as she helped with various tasks.

“I was too focused on our date, it's not my fault! Be less charming next time and I’ll remember.”

“At least you remembered with some notice. It would have been a little awkward if they showed up while we were still soaking wet on the floor. Although somewhat more awkward if they showed up while I was still naked.” Amanda giggled at Fiona’s thinly veiled nerves, which only made Fiona’s arousal grow.

“Better hurry then, you aren’t getting dressed until-”

Knock Knock Knock. Fiona’s face exploded in panic, frantically pulling the towel off her hair to cover her body.

“Cominggg!” Amanda shouted through the door.

“Amanda!” Fiona loudly whispered. She scurried back and forth across the apartment, unsure of which room she should hide in. Amanda giggled, pumping her eyebrows teasingly as she walked to the door. Finally, she motioned her head towards her own room, and Fiona hastily dashed inside.

Fiona slammed the door just as she heard Amanda let Kaylee and Mia in, happily greeting them. Fiona let out a sigh of relief, leaning back against the door. She looked around Amanda's room, her eyes finally finding her clothes bunched up on Amanda's dresser.

Fiona groaned as she noticed her vibrating cock ring was placed on top of the pile. Dreadfully, she slipped it on. The rest of her clothes quickly followed suit. She wasn’t allowed panties or a bra. Only a fairly short red skirt ending a few inches below her butt, a white T-shirt, and a black lightweight cardigan. She looked presentable, but the lack of undergarments made the length and thinness of her clothes feel see-through. She grabbed Amanda’s brush, quickly straightening her still slightly damp hair. She took a deep breath, pulled her cardigan closed defensively, wiped her cage clean of a fresh drip of precum, and left Amanda’s room.

“Look who finally joined the party!” Kaylee shouted from the couch. Fiona gave her a nervous smile as she brushed some hair behind her ear.

“Sorry sorry! I had to take a shower, and Amanda didn’t tell me until the last possible moment that we were even having company.” Fiona jokingly glared at Amanda.

“No worries. We were actually really surprised to find out you are Amanda’s roommate! I guess that's why you two seem so joined at the hip! We couldn’t figure out how Amanda was able to get you to open up.”

“Believe me, it's been a challenge,” Amanda nudged Fiona’s side as she took her seat beside her. “But worthwhile.” Fiona blushed. “What about you guys? You seemed to have grown super close. How’d you start dating?”

“Swimming” Both Kayle and Mia said in unison, before laughing. Kaylee continued alone. “I think it was actually a result of locker room time. At least for me. She was sooo hot, which was an incredible motivator to try and reach out and get to know her.”

“Yeah kinda same! She sorta stood out right from the start. What about you guys? You got your eyes on anyone?” Mia leaned in intently.

“Oh hell yeah,” Amanda responded instantly. “Hardest crush of my life.”

“Who who who!?” Their two guests hammered Amanda, but she brushed them off.

“No way! The secret aspect is half the fun! Hopefully you’ll know soon enough though.”

“Booo,” Kayle thumbs downed as she expressed her disapproval. “What about you Fiona?”

“Ye-no-uh… I don’t know.” Fiona was too flustered to think, her brain was repeating what Amanda had said on repeat. Hardest crush of her life? She could feel her cheeks burning.

“Oh my gosh I’ve never seen someone go so red so fast!” Mia giggled, “This is a safe place, you can tell us!”

“No it’s not, Amanda's here!” Fiona joked. Kaylee and Mia’s jaws dropped as they glanced at each other before quickly resuming their normal faces. “Because she makes fun of me!” Fiona hurriedly corrected, realizing what she had implied. But her panic to explain only confirmed them further.

“Right, yeah she is pretty mean.” Kaylee teased, letting the topic die. Fiona was thankful she did, but she knew they were not convinced. Even Amanda had a hint of pink to her cheeks.

They continued socializing, talking about their classes, passions, weird professors they’ve had, funny interactions with their friends. Fiona struggled to keep up with the conversation. Both Amanda and their guests seemed to be eased by social situations. Effortlessly floating from topic to topic. Fiona was enjoying their visit, but it was clear how much her social skills struggled in comparison.

Of course Amanda’s teasing did nothing to add to her comfort. Periodically through their visit, Amanda would act like she felt her phone vibrate. She’d quickly look down, as if to check a text, but instead turn on Fiona’s vibrator. It took everything she had to stay quiet and still. She’d clench her knees together, folding her hands on top of her cage as she sat. From the outside, she looked like a proper, well mannered girl. But on the inside, her body screamed for attention. Knowing Amanda was pantiless as well was pure torture. All she wanted to do was flip up Amanda's dress and suck her off right there on the couch.

They talked for about an hour. The conversation had bounced all over the place, and somehow Kaylee was on some rant with Mia about if a four-leaf clover was just a mutated three-leaf clover or a different plant altogether. While they were debating, Amanda leaned over as nonchalant as she could, softly whispering to Fiona.

“Go to the bathroom and send me a picture of your cage.” Fiona tried to suppress the surprise from her face.

“Ri-right now?” Fiona whispered back.

“Right now. No clothes, no ring, no face. Nothing to indicate who is in the picture.” Amanda chimed in on Kaylee and Mia’s debate, gracefully slipping back into the conversation as if she had never left it. Fiona sat stunned for a moment. Finally, she took a deep breath and stood up. The other girls slowed their conversation as they looked at her. She mouthed ‘bathroom’ with a smile, and they continued their conversation.

Fiona slipped into the bathroom, taking a few breaths to try and calm her pounding heart. She took off her cardigan and shirt, and let her skirt slip to the floor. She took her cock ring vibrator off and placed it on the counter. She looked at herself in the mirror, completely naked while her friends were still audible outside the door. She wasn’t sure how she should take the picture. She had never taken a nude selfie before, and her heartbeat was throbbing in her ears. She sat on the edge of the toilet lid, holding her phone above her cage. The soft click of her phone sounded like an explosion to her, frantically lowering her phone volume.

She stared at the picture. She looked so small. The close up of the image made her balls seem so big, which only dwarfed her cage in comparison. There was a soft sheen on the metal from her precum, which ran down her balls as well. She nibbled on her fingernail, unsure if this was what Amanda was looking for. She didn’t really need to be naked for this, she could have just pulled her skirt up. Maybe she wanted something full body? Afterall, a close up on her cage wouldn’t have her face in it to begin with, so she wouldn’t have needed to specify.

She stood up, turning to face the bathroom mirror. She held her phone up, but she didn't like how obvious it was that it was her bathroom. The framed picture of a rubber ducky in the background, their soaps and cleaners in the foreground, she somehow felt like the entire world would know it was her in that image.

Instead, she leaned her phone against one of their cleansers, angling it so the camera faced their shower. Nothing was in the frame except the pure white of the waterproof wall. She started a video before climbing into the shower, turning around to face the camera. She wasn’t sure what pose she should do, so she just held her wrist behind her back. After a few seconds, she grabbed her phone and stopped the recording. She scrolled through to the picture she wanted, screenshotted it, and zoomed in just enough to crop her face out of the image, immediately deleting the originals.

It was surreal. Looking at an image of herself, naked on her phone. She studied it, looking at her cage, her slender waist, and smooth thighs. Her boobs looked heavy, yet still perky. Her cage throbbed, and a drop of precum dripped into the tub. She was so horny, even looking at a picture of herself made her leak.

An especially loud laugh snapped Fiona out of her trance. She felt like she had been gone an hour. She selected the two images, carefully clicking through her contacts to find Amanda. Every click felt like her heart would explode, the fear of somehow sending them to the wrong person was crippling. After a few seconds of staring at Amanda's name, triple checking and checking again, she sent the two pictures.

She quickly got redressed, vibrating ring included. She flushed the toilet and washed her hands. She splashed some cold water on her face, trying to lessen the burning in her cheeks, before heading back to the group.

Fiona had an even harder time contributing to the conversation. Amanda's phone was sitting face up on the coffee table. Fiona could see the sporadic blink of the light, letting her know she had a pending notification. Her eyes were glued to it, knowing that if that phone was unlocked, naked images of her would be flashed to the entire room.

“Speaking of which, you never let me know how… that went.” Amanda spoke, her insinuating tone captured Fiona’s attention.

“Oh yeeeah… Well we definitely had a lot of fun with it.” Kaylee teased, nudging Mia. “I finished more that night than I have any other night. I’m definitely really into it, only problem is, so is Mia.”

“How is that a problem?” Amanda asked, “That sounds perfect to me.”

“Well, I’m a switch. We both are actually, but we sorta like being on the same side when it comes to that stuff.” Mia responded.

“A switch?” Fiona asked, instantly regretting it as she felt everyone’s eyes drop on her.

“Oh yeah, gotta explain it to Miss Innocent,” Amanda teased, prompting a pout from Fiona.

“A switch is someone who enjoys aspects from both the dominant and submissive side of a relationship. So both Kaylee and I like denial more when we are the ones denying the other person. I actually like denial from the subs side too, but I can’t handle anything long term. I usually always wanna finish at the end of the day. That wouldn’t be too bad, but Kaylee is such a fucking saddist, that once she gets a taste of denying someone, she wants to keep them denied indefinitely” She eyed Kaylee, who cracked up trying to hold an innocent face.

“Ahh, so I guess chastity is out of the question for you guys then? Too much of a power shift?” Amanda questioned.

“Well not out of the question entirely, but it’d definitely be hard. We’d need a way to curb Kaylee’s sadism when it comes to denial.”

“Oh eeeeasy, all you need is a second sub.” Kaylee and Mia looked at each other in confusion, before turning back to Amanda.

“A second sub? What do you mean?” Kaylee asked.

“Like a second sub that’s even lower down on the power totem poll. Mia would be the favored sub, who gets to unlock and finish more often. Second sub gets to take the brunt of Kaylee’s hardcore denial. Win win!”

“Oh my gosh can you imagine how cruel that would be? Not only would they be denied so much longer, but they’d have to watch me get released over and over. Her longer denial just rubbed in her face…” Mia spaced off as she talked, running dozens of scenarios through her head.

“Right? I think that would definitely stroke Kaylee’s sadism in all the right places. Plus since Mia is a switch, she could dom the second sub on occasion. Take advantage of her spot a little higher up in the power dynamic, and scratch her domme urges too.” All three of the girls stared at Amanda in silence, who just sat there like it was the most obvious solution in the world.

“How do you do that!?” Kaylee started laughing through her disbelief. “It’s like you’re hypnotic! You get us talking about the craziest things, and make even crazier things seem normal!”

“What can I say, it's a gift.” Amanda responded nonchalantly, causing another wave of laughter. Fiona’s cock thrashed in its cage. The situation Amanda just described? It set off something primal in her. She pulled the edges of her skirt down her sides, causing the fabric to taut and lift off her cage. She was sure she’d leak through her skirt otherwise, the inside of her thighs were already slick. After a few moments of laughter, Kaylee continued.

“In all honesty… That sounds extremely hot…?” She looked at Mia for approval, who bit her lip as she nodded in agreement. “All we’d need is a toy who is down for ruthless suffering, how hard could that be?” Kaylee asked sarcastically.

“I mean I’d offer myself, but I’m really more of a domme.” Amanda jokingly apologized. “But y’know, there's always Fiona? She strikes me as more of a sub. That true?” Fiona’s ears began to ring as overpowering panic washed over her. She could feel her precum slicked balls glide against her thighs as her cage twitched.

“I-I, n-w-well umm…” Fiona struggled to get even a single word out as she continuously stumbled over herself.

“Oh my gosh you were right, this isn’t a safe place!” Mia laughed as she glared at Amanda, “She’s so meeean!” Fiona covered her face in her hands as she started laughing, and the rest of the group quickly joined in. “I guess living with Amanda really will force someone out of their shell, huh?”

“You have no idea,” Fiona managed to squeak out. Mia jumped up and rubbed Fiona’s back, as if to offer consolation. The girls erupted into a fresh wave of laughter.

“I think before we’d get a human toy, we’d have to at least get a chastity cage,” Kayle said as the group died down.

“OH! If you’re thinking of getting one, I have a great recommendation.” Amanda reached for her phone. “Here is a design I recently stumbled on, and man I think it’s awesome. Just a sec…” Fiona watched in disbelief as Amanda searched through her phone. There’s no way, right? There is no way-

Fiona felt the vibrator around her cage ignite. She nearly moaned, but she stifled it in her throat just in time.

“Ah here it is, look at this one.” Amanda turned her phone to the group. Fiona slammed into the edge with so much force, she thought she’d slip over and soak her skirt in cum. Right there on Amanda's phone, being shown to the world, was the close-up picture Fiona took of her cage.

“Oh my god it’s tiny!” Mia bursted out, “There is no shot I’d fit in that! How big is it, do you think?”

“Maybe an inch?” Kaylee guessed.

“A little under, I think about three quarters,” Amanda corrected. “But isn’t it just too adorable? And because it's a solid metal plate, they couldn’t even touch through the bars or anything. Only place they could touch is the balls.”

“Yeah… damn that is hot. Maybe we could squeeze you into one.” Kaylee teased.

“No way! I’m like seven inches! That would require some crazy training. Or maybe just a tiny dick to begin with? It does look good though… I wonder how noticeable it would be?”

“It's tiny, you could probably be wearing one right now and no one would notice.” Fiona twitched at Amanda's comment. “You can see it zoomed out with this one.” Amanda swiped on her phone, switching to Fiona’s full body image. There she was. Completely naked on Amanda's phone. Her tits, her cage. Shoulders all the way to ankles. Not a stitch. Fiona could hardly breathe. Her horniness broke through the peak of anything she had experienced before. She was being teased with a vibrator. Trapped in a cage, while a room full of her friends looked at naked pictures of her. She had never in her life been so thankful she was so shy in the locker rooms. She was sure they would have recognized her if they had seen the front of her naked before.

“Holy shit she is hot,” Mia said, leaning in closer to the phone. “God, that figure…”

“And with the cage on too? Hey uhhh… asking for a friend, you know who this is? I bet there are some people who would wanna maybe have some… alone time with this picture…” Kaylee winked at Amanda.

“Nah I don’t remember, I just saved them to my phone. I was pretty deep down the rabbit hole y’know?”

“Shit,” Kaylee whispered under her breath, before giggling.

“She’s stunning though. I especially love the contrast with her tits and her cage. Big, perky, perfect tits. Tits most girls would kill for, but the tiniest little caged cock…” Mia crossed her legs, obviously trying to hide an erection, which the other girls immediately called her out on.

“What do you think, Fiona?” Kaylee asked, pulling the room's attention to Fiona. Fiona could tell Amanda was stifling a laugh into her hand, clearly loving the situation she had created.

“Y-yeah same. It’s pretty… pretty cute.” Fiona softened as she spoke, but tried to maintain a happy smile. Holding in her moans was hard enough, without critiquing her own nude image to a room full of friends. Fiona’s inner thighs were completely slick with precum. She started worrying she might be leaking onto the part of the skirt she was sitting on.

“You guys want anything to drink by the way? Bit of a late offer after we’ve already been hanging out for so long!” Fiona let out a quiet sigh of relief as Amanda pulled the room's attention back off her. They nodded and thanked her, still giggling over the image. “Here, you guys can hold on to that, we’ll grab some.” she handed her phone to them, who accepted it excitedly, quickly zooming in on different areas of Fiona’s form. She motioned for Fiona to follow, and they made their way to the kitchen.

“P-please turn the ring off…” Fiona begged under her breath, struggling to stand upright as she grabbed glasses from the cabinet.

“Oh you know I would, but I don’t have my phone, silly. It's over there with them. You could ask them to turn it off if you want?”

“Mmmm…” Fiona groaned in a pout, supporting herself against the counter as Amanda filled the glasses with juice.

“How do you like other people checking you out?” Amanda teased with a wide grin.

“God it’s crazy… I’m leak-… leaking so much, I’m worried it’s gonna show on my skirt.” Amanda giggled at her response, grabbing a paper towel and handing it to Fiona. She blushed, studying the group closely to make sure they were preoccupied, before lifting her skirt and wiping down her cage and thighs.

“I pulled you over here to ask you something else though. After Kaylee showed interest in who that was…” Fiona's mind began to race. Is she gonna tell them? Is she asking for permission? Do I even get a say? What would I say? Them knowing makes me sooo horny, but God, no I’d die! “I think I’m gonna send them both those images. That way they can look at your naked body whenever they want, what do you say?”

Fiona could hardly put her emotions to words. There was a wave of relief, knowing her secret wasn’t about to be revealed. But thinking about people she knew having naked pictures of her added an assortment of other feelings to the mix. Nerves, excitement, arousal, dread. She couldn’t figure out what she wanted. In the end, she defaulted to the only rock she had, the one decision that had yet to steer her wrong.

“It’s your decision.” Fiona squeaked out. Her conflicted emotions immediately fell away, replaced with a tsunami of arousal. That familiar feeling of helplessness filled her, balanced by the freedom and relief she felt under Amanda's control. The vibrations on her cage felt even more pleasurable. And more torturous. Her arousal tingled through her entire body. Amanda beamed. She handed Fiona two glasses before taking two herself.

“Serve them, I’ll carry yours and mine.” Amanda commanded. Fiona obeyed, struggling to walk normally as the vibrations coursed through her. Fiona was sure she was finally going to push over the edge. Caged, teased, and serving drinks to their guests. All while they looked at her nudes. She felt like Amanda’s toy servant. An object used to entertain and serve her guests. But, despite her overwhelming arousal, her body hovered just below orgasm like always.

“Thank you!” The girls responded, hanging the phone back to Amanda as they took their drinks. Amanda took her phone, turning off the vibrations around Fiona’s cage. She breathed a sigh of relief before sitting down herself.

“I’m gonna have to do my own research tonight,” Kaylee continued. “Gotta find the same rabbit hole you went down!”

“Well I can at least give you a starting place.” Amanda messed with her phone for a few seconds, before both Kaylee and Mia’s phone beeped twice. Fiona nearly moaned, taking a sip of her juice to try and distract herself. “Might not be able to give you the model, but I can at least send the pictures… Y’know. For your friend…” The girls giggled excitedly.

The conversation continued for another half hour or so, bouncing between appropriate and inappropriate topics. Fiona’s cage throbbed for attention, but she managed to hold her focus on the girls before her.

“You guys getting a little hungry?” Kaylee asked, putting her empty glass down on a coaster on the coffee table. “We know a super good restaurant around here, they make the absolute best burgers.”

“Oh definitely! Do they deliver?” Amanda asked.

“No, just dine in or take out. But we could call in an order and bring it back here ourselves. It’s pretty close, Mia and I don’t mind running down there to grab it.”

“That’d be awesome! If you guys got dinner, we could get dessert. Fiona is a master baker, she can make freaking anything. What do you guys want? I know it’s sort of a breakfast treat, but I’m really feeling cinnamon rolls.” Fiona jolted at her mention, blushing at Amanda's praise.

“Oooooh yes! I looove cinnamon rolls.” Mia exclaimed. “Can you make them? I’ve only ever had store bought.”

“Ummm, y-yeah I can make them. They need to rise though, so they take a little bit.”

“That’s okay! We can start making them together now, and then order our food and pick it up once they are ready to bake!” Mia bounced with excitement, eyeing the other girls to make sure they were in agreement. They were, and the group migrated to the kitchen.

“Alright boss, tell us what to do.” Amanda saluted. Fiona giggled, pulling out flour and various ingredients.

She began giving orders to the other girls, allocating them to different jobs. Cinnamon rolls were fairly simple, but she still loved giving the others directions. She felt needed, and it was the first time all night where she felt she could really come out of her shell. They mixed the dough, rolled it out, spread a healthy layer of cinnamon and sugar across its surface, before cutting them into strips and rolling them up.

“Alright, now we can make the icing while those rise.” They finished making the rolls and icing within twenty minutes. Amanda made the icing a little runny, but when Fiona offered to mix in a little flour to thicken it, Amanda blocked it, claiming it was perfect.

They let the rolls rise for about an hour while they talked some more. Finally, their hunger overpowered the need for any lingering fluffiness. They ordered their burgers. Mia and Kaylee waited a few minutes before taking off to pick them up, leaving Amanda and Fiona alone in their apartment. Fiona immediately collapsed to her knees, slumping down towards the floor

“Uggggghh!” Fiona groaned, finally able to release her pent up frustrations. Amanda burst into laughter, walking around behind Fiona and rubbing her shoulders. “I’m so horny, Amanda…” Her voice stuttering with a mix of laughing and whining.

“Oh sweetie, I bet, but that's exactly how it should be… God this has been fun! It took so much willpower not to out you while they were checking out your nudes.” Fiona flushed at the memory.

“I thought you were going to… I still can’t believe you showed them…”

“But you liked it, didn’t you?” Amanda’s insinuating tone didn’t even sound like a question. She knew. She could see right through her. “In fact, I bet a part of you was hoping I’d out you.” Amanda kneeled behind Fiona, sliding a hand down her front and in between her thighs. Fiona moaned at the sensation, eagerly spreading her knees and thrusting her hips up and into Amanda’s hand.

“I bet you secretly want them to torture you too. That you leak at the thought of them eyeing your cage in person.” Amanda whispered into her ear, slipping her fingers down and into Fiona. Fiona collapsed back into Amanda’s arms, precum dripping down across Amanda’s hand and to the floor below.

“I… I don’t… Godddd I don’t knowww…” Fiona slid her hands over her tits, pinching her nipples, easily protruding through the thin fabric of her shirt.

“I could tell them right when they get back. Or hell, we could strip you naked right here and just edge you until they walk in on us. I bet they would be eager to join in.” Amanda’s whispers sent shivers through Fiona. She nibbled her ear softly, dragging another moan from Fiona’s lips.

“If… If I stripped for them, w-... would you let me cum?” Amanda’s fingers froze inside of her. She groaned in protest, pumping her hips to try and fuck the fingers still inside of her.

“...Are you seriously that horny already?” Amanda asked softly. Fiona’s mind raced, trying to think while her hips moved autonomously. Am I that horny? Would I really be willing to strip in front of them for the chance to finally cum? That would be so mortifying! But…

“M-maybe… I don’t know…” Fiona responded so softly Amanda could barely hear her despite their distance. There was a brief pause, before Fiona felt Amanda’s hand disappear. Amanda gripped Fiona’s neck, slipping around her as she pushed Fiona back against the floor. Fiona hardly had a moment to process before Amanda pounced on top of her, passionately kissing her.

Fiona moaned into Amanda, arching her back in ecstasy. Before she knew it, Amanda pushed inside of her, filling her completely in an instant. Fiona nearly screamed in pleasure, grabbing Amanda's butt with her hands, clawing into it as she tried to pull her deeper. Amanda panted as she pounded into her. Every moan, every squirm from Fiona igniting renewed passion.

Fiona’s inhibitions faded completely. She didn’t know how long Kaylee and Mia had been gone, or how long until they returned. But she didn’t care. All she cared about was Amanda. Feeling her thrust into her. Amanda’s hair draping across her body, her breath on her neck. The outside world faded away to all encompassing arousal and desperation.

“Oh fuck, Fi…” Amanda whispered in her ear. “God I’m close… You’re so perfect like this. I never wanna let you cum.” Fiona moaned, breaking into a whimper as her cage twitched and throbbed from Amanda’s words. Fiona’s copious amount of precum slicked her thighs and butt, stringing to Amanda with every retreat, before wetly slapping as she slammed back into her.

Fiona’s toes curled. Her body burned with desire. Every muscle was tightening, every nerve firing. Her body screamed for release like a boiling tea kettle. Fiona was losing herself to the overwhelming pleasure and torture, when Amanda suddenly stopped, sliding out of her.

“Nononono,” Fiona whimpered, pressing her feet into the floor, her hips thrusting into the air as they searched around for Amanda. She used her hands to grip into Amanda’s butt and try to guide her back inside. Her body quivered from the sudden lack of stimulation.

“Down,” Amanda commanded, pushing Fiona’s hips back.

“I need it, Amanda I need it so bad! I need your cum…” She resisted, continuing to thrust towards Amanda. After a few seconds, Fiona felt renewed force against her hips. She finally complied, slumping to the ground with a frustrated whimper.

“Don’t pout, it’s hard enough not to cum without your begging involved. But I can’t yet, it’d ruin my plans. But don’t worry, you’ll get my cum soon enough.” Amanda stood up and straightened her dress as she looked down at Fiona’s limp form, her chest panting as she balanced on the edge. Her skirt was left flipped up, revealing her naked lower half to the room.

“C’mon. Up and at ‘em. Is that what the view you want Kaylee and Mia walking in to see?” Fiona sat up, groaning like a tired child not wanting to get up for school. She flipped her skirt back down to cover herself. She had planned to sit on the floor for a while, but the knock on the front door jolted her up. She straightened her skirt and nervously fixed up her hair.

“The food has arrived!” Kaylee exclaimed as Amanda held open the door for them to enter.

“Oh my gosh it smells so good!” Amanda smiled, following them to the kitchen. She pulled out four placemats and spread them across their kitchen island. “Sorry we don’t really have a place to eat, we haven’t really had any company yet! I figured we could just eat at the island. We only have two stools, but Fiona and I are used to standing.”

“You guys sure? We’re happy to stand ourselves.” Mia offered, but Fiona and Amanda were insistent. Fiona placed the cinnamon rolls in the oven just before they began eating, hoping to time their completion with the end of dinner.

The girls enjoyed their dinner together, trying bites of each other's burgers and stealing each other's fries. Eventually, their plates were clean and their appetites sated.

“Man, you guys weren’t kidding.” Amanda sighed as she pushed her empty plate towards the center of the table. “That was fantastic, and I’m usually not all that much of a burger person.

“You go to McDonald’s all the time…” Fiona commented

“Yeah okay that’s true, but I get the chicken stuff! Chicken nuggets, McChickens, I like those kinds of things way more than traditional burgers. But these ones might make me rethink that belief.”

“Right? This is one of our favorite places to go,” Mia jumped in. “But what I am a lot more interested in trying is these cinnamon rolls, they about done?” Fiona pulled out her phone to check the timer.

“Five more minutes. Gives us just a little bit of time to digest I guess.” Fiona smiled. “But once they’re done, it doesn’t take too long to ice them.

“I got an idea. Let's put on some Netflix to watch together, and when they are done, Fi and I can ice them real quick and we can eat in the living room.”

“You had me at ‘Netflix.’ And Netflix with a dessert delivery mid episode? Absolutely.” Kaylee responded. The girls made their way to the couch and started up an episode of ‘Russian Doll’. They watched for a bit before Fiona’s phone alarm went off. They hopped up and pulled the rolls out of the oven. They had risen nicely, and were big enough that one each was plenty for the girls. Amanda pulled out some small plates, and Fiona dished four of them out.

“Only put icing on three of them,” Amanda spoke softly, quiet enough not to disturb the other girls watching on the couch. Fiona looked at Amanda slightly confused. Did she not want icing on hers or something? She never knew Amanda to worry about calorie intake.

Fiona had just finished icing the first roll when she felt Amanda's hand glide up her inner thigh, grip the edge of her skirt and lift it over her butt. Fiona didn’t even have time to voice her surprise before Amanda thrusted into her. Fiona took a sharp inhale with the sudden stimulation. It was fairly quiet, but loud enough that Amanda's hand quickly covered her mouth. They froze for a moment as they studied their guests. Neither reacted, too focused on the show. Amanda’s hand slowly released Fiona’s mouth.

“Amanda! They are right there! They are gonna notice!” Fiona whispered, nervously eyeing their company.

“They’ll only notice if we take forever. Get back to icing, you have two more to do.” Amanda pulled Fiona’s hair to one side, exposing her neck. She gently kissed it as she began thrusting again.

Fiona clenched her jaw. It was one thing to use a vibrator while in front of people, another thing entirely to feel Amanda inside her. She tightly gripped the edge of the table, using it to stabilize herself as she tried to finish icing the last two rolls.

“I can hardly imagine how horny you must be,” Amanda whispered. “Not cumming the last time was so hard, and all I could think about was getting back inside you while we ate. It really put it into perspective how torturous it must be to be denied for so long. And you know what?” Amanda leaned in closer, softly biting Fiona’s ear. “It makes me want to keep you denied even more... It’s so hot knowing I can trap you in that frustration for however long I want.” Fiona let out a quiet, frustrated moan, turning her head and pressing her neck back into Amanda’s lips. Her eyes dashed back to their guests. She felt like with every passing second, one of them was gonna turn around and see them. Her hands struggled to obey her, wishing instead they could abandon their jobs and instead search her body for pleasure. But she managed to focus, and finish icing the last two rolls.

“Th-they’re done,” Fiona whispered, her voice cutting out slightly with every thrust, her body opting for silence instead of risking a moan. “C-can we hurry b-back?”

“Almost, but first… I need the roll you didn’t ice.” Amanda’s presence disappeared from inside Fiona. She clenched her legs together, trying to use pressure to fill the void. Amanda's arm reached around Fiona and grabbed the plate. Her cage twitched as she watched Amanda position the plate just in front of her cock, thrusting with her hands a few times before exploding. It finally hit Fiona why Amanda asked for one of the rolls without icing, and why she didn’t cum earlier when the others were picking up the dinner. Rope after rope of cum sprayed across the roll, plastering it and the surrounding plate.

Because the rolls were warm, and Amanda had made the icing a bit thinner than usual, the icing had a consistency closer to hot syrup than cake frosting, And since Fiona had used a piping bag for the icing, Amanda's cum looked stunningly identical to the icing on the others. Aside from the vastly increased volume. Fiona stood frozen with her jaw gaping, her cock throbbing against its metal prison.

“This one is yours.” Amanda whispered with a teasing grin, handing the plate to Fiona. “Lets not keep them waiting. You can carry mine too, I’ll grab theirs” She handed a second plate to Fiona, before picking up the other two and heading back to the living room. They handed the desserts to their guests and sat down themselves.

“Oh wow, I see how it is, Fiona got way more icing than any of us!” Mia joked as they sat down.

“Well she did give us her expertise to make them. I figured it was only fair to give her a bit of a reward for having to deal with us in the kitchen.” Amanda took a bite of her cinnamon roll. “Mmmm oh my gosh these are way better than store-bought!” The other girls quickly took a bite themselves, exclaiming similar bursts of approval.

Fiona was trying to enjoy their praise, but her throbbing arousal was too distracting. Amanda had been teasing and torturing her all night, in ways that were somehow so obvious yet so secretive at the same time. But despite all the teasing, this was truly the icing on the cake, so to speak. She kept reminding herself there is no way they could know. No way they would expect that her icing wasn’t icing at all.

With the attention of the room falling back to the TV, Fiona finally decided to start eating herself. She took a bite. Her cage tingled as she tasted its familiar flavor. Her insatiable desire to please Amanda reignited itself. She felt so owned. Amanda used her like a toy all night. She played with her. She showed her off to her friends. And at the end of the night, she was treated differently from the rest of the girls; treated lesser.

And yet somehow, it felt so fitting. Fiona was rewarded with the cum she so desperately begged for earlier in the night. And in plain sight nonetheless. Fiona twitched in her cage, sliding her soaked balls against her inner thighs as she finished her roll, nearly caving and licking the remainder off the plate.

The other girls finished their dessert, and they watched a few episodes together. Fiona wanted so badly to climb over and snuggle against Amanda, but she felt that if she revealed they were a couple, they would connect the dots and figure out everything that had happened that day.

They finished up their episodes just as the sun was setting. Kaylee and Mia decided they should get home before it got too late. They gave Amanda and Fiona hugs, thanked them for hosting, and told them they had a wonderful time and wanted to do it again soon.

The door had barely closed behind them before Fiona was stripping off her clothes. Her usual timid nature had been completely degraded over the course of the night, with the only thing on her mind being her insatiable lust. Fiona dropped to her knees, pushing Amanda back against the door as she slid her hands up Amanda’s smooth thighs. Before Amanda had time to respond, Fiona had pushed Amanda’s dress up against her stomach and took her unit deep in her mouth.

“Ohh my God!” Amanda convulsed at the unexpected pleasure and sight. This was the first time Fiona had stripped naked for her on her own accord. “Today get you a little pent up?” Fiona moaned into Amanda's cock. She used one hand to grip Amanda's butt, pulling her as deep down her throat as she could, while the other slipped inside Amanda and began fingering.

“Oh fuck you must have really liked that. Guess we’ll need to have them over again soon. Although I think next time I’ll have to get you naked in front of them.” Fiona groaned into Amanda’s cock, her hips thrusting helplessly into the air. Her cage throbbed and twitched at the thought of Amandad renting her out to Kaylee and Mia.

“But that's a discussion for another night…” Amanda threaded her fingers through Fiona's hair, gripping tightly. “As for tonight, I have other plans for you.” Fiona felt Amanda press her head tightly against her cock, cum flowing down her throat in wave after wave. Fiona began to pull off Amanda's cock, when she was suddenly thrusted back down. Her head being pulled up and down Amanda's cock like a fleshlight, feeling it quickly re-stiffen inside her throat. “And we’re just getting started…”