Ignored

I go home with a weight on my chest, still tormented by thoughts about Sofia's ****. I spend the rest of the afternoon worried about the possible consequences of the photos being released.

As I enter, I come across Bia wearing only a pink one-piece lingerie, her eyes shining with mischief, she arches an eyebrow and gives me a judgmental look. Her lips displaying a mischievous smile.

A chill runs down my spine as I look at Bia's expression. I was so worried about Sofia's threats that I didn't even remember that I had interrupted the broadcast of the erotic show she had put on, and I hadn't even replied to her as a message, as if I had completely ignored her.

Staring at me deeply, Bia crosses her arms, “Well, well, well... Look who decided to show up after ignoring me.”, She says, with a tone of voice that mixes disapproval and seduction.

“Sorry love, sorry, I was watching you but you arrived…”, Sofia’s image comes to mind. I remember her blackmailing me that I can’t tell Bia that she found out about me, “A demand at work… I was very busy…”, I stammer, trying to explain.

“Busy... Busy with something so much more important than me, that you didn’t even bother to let me know… Okay, I understand. I was going to give you some attention now, but I can see that you’re not interested,” she says, trying to sound apathetic, but I notice her sensual tone.

"No, no, love, of course I'm interested in you, I always am," I say quickly, my words coming out in a rush as I desperately try to make things right, my penis perking up again at the suggestion, even after so much worrying about Sofia.

Bia smiles as she hears my apology, her eyes shining with mischief as she approaches me. Her tone of voice becomes even sweeter, loaded with an irresistible sensuality.

“Oh, yeah? My little girl is interested, is she?” she asks, her voice soft and teasing, as she brings her hand to my locked member. I feel a shiver run through my body at the feel of her touch, even though it’s just over the chastity cage.

The feeling of Bia teasing me and calling me in the feminine sense makes me crazy with euphoria, I feel my member react instantly, now becoming completely hard inside the cage.

My eyes meet hers, full of desire and anxiety, I say nothing, but my expressions ask for more.

“So come on, let me see how the young lady’s clit is…”, Bia starts to open my belt, revealing my small penis caged behind the transparent panties.

"Wow... All tight...", says Bia playfully, even after so many, these comments still make me blush.

She finishes taking off my clothes, once again leaving me in just lingerie, my cage creating a larger bulge than it should in my panties.

Bia smiles in satisfaction as she sees me naked, her eyes shining with mischief as she continues to tease.

"Lie down," Bia says lightly but authoritatively, and I obey promptly, feeling a mixture of anxiety and excitement as I lie back on the couch.

Bia approaches me and, with a mischievous smile, begins to slide her hand over my panties, feeling the bulge that the cage creates. I feel a shiver run through my body as she continues to tease, her closeness and touch only increasing my excitement

Bia slowly removes my panties, leaving me in just my bra. Her eyes shine with mischief as she positions herself between my legs, her expression radiant with desire.

She starts to caress my balls, then gives each one a light kiss. I let out a little moan of pleasure mixed with frustration.

"Wow, what plump little balls... There must be a lot of milk wanting to come out...", Bia whispers in a seductive and mischievous tone.

“Yes… Open…” I beg, my voice coming out in a hoarse whisper, “Please…”

Bia's lips curl into a mischievous smile, "What? Open? No... that's for a well-behaved girl, and you've been very naughty today...", she responds with a teasing tone, her eyes shining with amusement as she continues to kiss my full balls.

“It’s… tight…”, I try to argue pleadingly.

Bia remains indifferent to my plea. “Don’t worry, cutie, I promise to give your pussy more attention than you gave mine…” Before I can process what Bia meant, she moves her mouth towards my anus, completely surprising me with her unexpected touch.

My body writhes involuntarily as I feel a wet caress, a totally new and exciting sensation running down my spine. The initial surprise gives way to an ambiguous pleasure. Bia's soft tongue exploring new areas brings me to the brink of ecstasy, but the chastity cage preventing my penis from growing free into a delicious erection generates growing frustration. Trapped in a state of unsatisfied desire, I feel each new touch from Bia becoming an erotic ****.

“Baby, please… Mmm… Unlock me… please…”, increasingly frustrated and excited, my moans mix with pleas, an urgent need for release taking over me. However, Bia continues her relentless teasing, her skilled tongue and lips taking me to the limit of pleasure and ****.

Bia smiles against my skin, her warm breath sending shivers through my body. “Do you like it, my little devil?” she asks teasingly, her voice thick with desire and power as she continues to explore my sensations.

I feel my body burning with desire. My penis trying to break through the cage at all costs, a mixture of excitement and frustration becoming almost unbearable. Each movement of Bia only intensifies my sensations, pushing me closer to the precipice.

“Uhh… Please, my love… Take off the cage… Please…”, I beg, in yet another attempt, among many.

Bia slowly pulls her face away as she looks into my eyes, I feel a wave of frustration and desire flood through me as she walks away, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

“Maybe next time. I think my little girl needs a little time to reflect on her actions…” She says in a soft, teasing voice as she stands up.

“No, Bia…”, I lie on the couch hoping she’ll come back, my body buzzing with unsatisfied desire, a feeling of helplessness consuming me.

“Come on, let’s have dinner,” she says, her voice trying to sound innocent, but her face seeming amused by my frustration.

With a resigned sigh, I get up from the couch and head to the kitchen to help her.

While I help Bia prepare dinner, still frustrated but with a calmer mind after so much provocation, the image of Sofia comes back to my mind, remembering her **** and thinking about what I will do the next day to deal with the situation.