You try to flee

You look at Chichi and you look at the dress, and then you look at Chichi again and then you look at the dress.

"Aww, isn't that cute. You're worried aren't you?"

You nodded nervously, even through that wasn't the real reason why you're worried.

"I know what you're thinking."

"You start to sweat a little bit as you wonder what this little asian terror has up her sleeve.

"You're worried about how your little chastity belt is going to stretch the dress, aren't you?"

You don't say anything as you know it's better to say nothing then anything at all.

"Well that's good thinking."

Chichi pulls out that key that is hanging by a string from between her tiny cleavage, "I would hate to have my Trixie's dress ruin by this little thing.

Chichi bends down and spread the robe and put the key into the belt and unlocked it. She slowly takes the belt off your cock and let it drop to the ground much to your relief to have your balls free.

Chichi stands up and says with a coy smile, "I'll put it back on you later, when we get home."

She winks at you.

"Mmph, mmph." You say through a mouth full of panties which meant 'yeah right.' and with that you turn around and promptly you run towards the door, almost tripping on your high heels as you run towards the door.

Chichi and the shop keeper just watch this comedic attempt of escape. As the door opens and you run away with the bell jingling from the door behind you, Chichi rolls her eyes and sighs, "Not again."

Outside you run, or try to but not getting very far, not caring as people look and stare while you rip the tape from your mouth and rips those panties out of your mouth.

You then starts hopping on one leg as you tries to take those high heels off that seem to be glue to your feet.

"God, get this….thing off…."

You then bounce into something, hearing something splash and feel some drops fall on you.

"What in tarnation!" A woman screams in a southern accent.

Your eyes widen in shock as you think you recognize the voice.

You then whisper, "Oh , shit." as you turn slowly a pair of large breasts and the owner of those breasts whose looking down at you with you can only guess with anger and contempt.