Little secret

The morning passed relatively peacefully at work. I immersed myself in my daily tasks with the pleasant sensation of luxury and comfort of the soft fabric of the lingerie caressing my skin, it was a welcome contrast to the tight cage around my member.

However, this peace is shattered when I see the imposing figure of Sofia approaching my table. Her gaze is serious and mysterious, my heart races, fearing that Bia has broken her promise and sent another letter.

Sofia leans across the table, her sweet scent filling the air as her lips curve into a charming smile.

“Hi, Leleo, you shaved. You look nice…” Sofia says in a seductive tone.

“Ah… Thank you, Sofia…”, I reply embarrassed.

“No love letters for you today?” she asks, her voice soft and tantalizing, her eyes shining with a mix of curiosity and mischief.

I feel a brief relief when I realize that Sofia doesn't come with a new letter from Bia. I let out a soft sigh as I settle into my chair.

“See, Sofia? I told you it was all a misunderstanding,” I say, trying to remain calm while avoiding her inquisitive gaze.

“Yeah, it seems like it was,” she comments suggestively, her words loaded with innuendo that makes me blush slightly. Sofia tilts her head, a smile playing on her lips as she continues, “You know, it’s too bad this is a misunderstanding, I was actually starting to like this whole love letter thing. It’s so… exciting, don’t you think?”

“Is it…? I don’t know… Maybe for those who are single…”, I murmur with my voice a little shaky and looking away, avoiding his dark, piercing eyes.

However, Sofia doesn't give up so easily, her expression becoming even more seductive as she leans a little closer. "Ah, yes… But I'm speaking in general, Leozinho. Of course, someone who has a person like Bia wouldn't need these things…" A mischievous glint appears in her eyes when she notices my blush at the mention of my beloved's name.

Sofia leans back a little further, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she notices my embarrassment. “You’re lucky to have someone so special, some men like a little excitement to spice things up, even the committed ones…” She comments teasingly.

"Is it...? What a thing, isn't it...?" I say, all lost.

"Yeah, what's up?" Sofia gives me a barely noticeable wink, and straightens up to return to her own desk. Her seductive gaze takes a while to unfocus from my figure, and leaves me with the view of her beautiful ass, shaking tight in a pencil skirt.

I feel my heart race at Sofia's provocative words, my body reacting involuntarily to her provocations. The cage around my member seems to tighten even more, making me uncomfortable in the face of growing arousal.

With a conscious effort, I turn my attention back to the work in front of me, still hard, focusing on the spreadsheets, the reports, on anything that might distract me from the impure thoughts idealized by Sofia, but I don't have much success.

As I try to concentrate on my daily tasks, I feel my cell phone vibrate on the table. I pick up the device and see a message from Bia.

Good morning, my sweetie! How is my little girl today?Bia sends provocatively.

I reply, without giving too many details: "Hi love, it's going well."

It doesn't take long for another message from Bia to appear on my phone screen. "I wanted to show you something. Are you alone right now?"

She asks, sending a sarcastic emoji, a wave of excitement runs through my body as I imagine what she's planning.

I leave my busy workplace and look for a quieter place in the office, finding the coffee room momentarily empty, eager to find out what Bia has in mind, I occupy a corner of the room, always alert in case someone appears, then I answer: "Yes, I'm alone, love."

A little nervous, I answer Bia's video call, thinking it might be another challenge. As soon as the connection is established, I am surprised by the sight of Bia, naked and provocative, masturbating in front of the camera.

A soft moan escapes Bia’s lips, echoing through my phone’s speaker, and I quickly look around to make sure no one has heard. The coffee room is still empty, and a momentary relief sets in as I realize I’m safe for now.

I quickly mute my phone, making sure Bia's tantalizing moans don't reach the room. My heart is racing, a mix of excitement and nervousness taking over me as I watch Bia writhe in pleasure in front of the camera.

My penis, already agitated by Sofia's provocations, starts to throb again and strain against the resin bars, in a **** attempt to reach freedom.

Involuntarily, my hands begin to move towards my groin, yearning for the contact that the cage denies me. I feel a mixture of frustration and desire as I try to satisfy myself despite the imposed restrictions.

Even with the sound off, Bia's moans echo in my mind, deciphered by her lips and the movements of her agitated body. My movements above my pants become more frantic, driven by the overwhelming desire that takes over me.

However, the walls of the chastity cage continue to prevent me from feeling my touch, and a sense of growing frustration mixes with my burning desire.

Hmm... what are you doing, Leo!?" Sofia's voice suddenly appears, she must have taken advantage of my moment of distraction and approached silently. My eyes widen in surprise at seeing her so close, her unexpected presence taking me out of the trance I was in.

With an instinctive movement, I try to end the video call as quickly as possible, but my trembling fingers end up letting the cell phone slip from my hands, and it falls to the floor with a dull thud.

Before I can react, Sofia bends down and quickly picks up her cell phone, apparently I managed to end the call, but that doesn't calm me down, Sofia's eyes continue to scan the screen.

“Now let’s find out who your secret admirer is!” A mischievous smile plays on her lips as she investigates her false trail. The truth is much more embarrassing than she could have imagined.

“No, Sofia! Give it back to me!” I beg, my voice full of desperation as I try to reach for the device.

But Sofia is quick and skillful, keeping the phone out of my reach using her own body, while continuing to snoop.

I don't know what to do, I couldn't use my strength to stop her, and even if I could, it would draw too much attention in the office.

Sofia frowns. “Huh? Is it Bia?” She asks disappointedly, giving me a spark of hope.

"Y-Yes…", I reply, trying to appear natural, but without success.

Scrolling through the conversation history, Sofia's eyes widen and my heart freezes. Her expression changes from disappointment to **** surprise when she finally finds the photos of me in red lingerie.

“Ah!!! What is this!!??”, a wide, uncontrollable smile appears on his face, followed by a hysterical laugh, “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! What a sissy!”

"I can explain...", I try to justify, her laughter may have already drawn too much attention from the office, but luckily no one has arrived yet, I try to calm her down, doing everything I can to keep it that way.

“Don’t tell anyone, Sofia!” I beg, aware of the danger it would be if the news got out.

Sofia looks at me with a doubtful expression, but then I notice her selecting the photos to send to herself. I despair.

“Stop, Sofia!” More aggressively, I try again to get my cell phone back.

“Don’t touch me, or I’ll scream!” Sofia threatens seriously, still defending herself with her own body.

I realize I can't risk drawing any more attention to our situation, and with a mixture of frustration and helplessness, I retreat in defeat as I watch her finish sending me the proof of my feminization.

“Please, Sofia, don’t tell anyone,” I beg, my voice sounding **** as I try to find a way to convince her not to share my photos.

She just laughs sarcastically, ignoring my pleas. “I didn’t know about your slutty side, Leozinho. When I wear a string like that, it’s because I want to get rolled around a lot!”

I feel my face burn with embarrassment at her provocation, but before I can say anything else, she continues. “Are you wearing lingerie now?”

“N-No…“, I lie unconvincingly.

Not believing me, Sofia moves her hands to my breasts and gives them a squeeze. The bra I was wearing didn't have the same firm padding as the red one from yesterday, but they could easily be noticed if felt this way.

“Yes, it is!” she declares, her tone thick with amusement as she watches my reaction.

“Please, Sofia… Don’t tell anyone…”, with my pleading voice, I beg once more.

Sofia ignores my pleas and points her phone at me, hers this time. “Lift up your shirt!” she orders firmly.

“What?” My heart races in panic at his sudden demand.

“Go! If you don’t, these photos will end up in the company’s shared group!” she threatens, her gaze determined as she waits for my compliance.

“Sofia…” I begin, hesitantly, but before I can finish.

“Go!” she repeats her order more incisively.

With a resigned sigh, I end up giving in to her pressure and slowly lift my shirt, revealing my lilac bra. I feel my face burn with embarrassment as Sofia captures the image with her cell phone, recording yet another proof of my submission.

Right after she finishes, I quickly pull down my shirt before anyone sees.

“Now those pants!” Sofia’s voice makes me shiver

“Sofia, no!” I try to be more firm in my refusal.

"Raquel! Come here!" she shouts towards the employee work area.

"Ok! Ok! I'll open it!", I give in to the pressure, realizing Sofia's willingness to carry out her threat.

“Did you call, Sofia?”, I hear Raquel’s voice from afar, coming from the employee area.

“Ah... nothing, nothing, I already took care of it here…”, a mischievous smile appears on Sofia’s face.

“Ah... ok…”, Raquel replies again, without completely understanding.

Sofia looks at me with a look of victory. “The Pants,” she repeats in a threatening tone.

A sense of humiliation and helplessness washes over me as I realize how **** I am to his ****. I immediately unzip my pants as ordered.

"HAHAHAHA!!! what is this?! HAHAHA!!!", Sofia loses control once again, probably noticing my chastity cage, it must have gone unnoticed in the photos, in the rush to collect evidence to **** me.

“Sofia, you’re drawing too much attention!” I warn, worried that someone might notice my embarrassing situation.

"Hahaha… what's that on your dick, Leo?", Sofia asks again, now in a more restrained tone.

"It's a chastity cage... Bia's thing...", I reply, resigned to the inevitable revelation.

"Haha... This picture is going to be great! Smile!", she comments, recording yet another embarrassing piece of evidence.

"Sofia, what do you intend to do with these photos?" I ask, trying to control my anxiety.

She smiles enigmatically before replying: "Relax, Leo. This is our little secret, not even Bia needs to know what I discovered. I won't tell, you won't tell." Sofia gives you an intimidating wink.

"There you go, you're dismissed." Sofia gives me back my cell phone and slaps me on the back with a vengeance. "Or should I say... Dismissed?" Sofia teases in my ear, this time in a seductive voice.

She returns to her own desk, still laughing at her recent discovery. The people at work notice her excitement, but she doesn't share anything.

I straighten my clothes and return to my desk, trying not to look at Sofia's sector, even without looking, I can feel her dark eyes staring at me in a threatening tone. The feeling of vulnerability is overwhelming, I wonder what Sofia intend to do with these photos.