Finishing up

Once your post-orgasm glow begins to fade, you turn your attention back to cleaning yourself up, shampooing and then conditioning your hair. Ashley steps out of the shower and leaves the bathroom in a towel, returning a minute or two later, just in time to see you exiting the shower and beginning to towel yourself dry.

Ashley herself is wearing a fluffy white towel around her waist, her chest uncovered giving you a perfect view of her D-cup breasts, her hair clings to itself and looks almost black, still wet from the shower.

Seeing that Ashley is carrying your chastity belt, your facial expression turns slightly sour. For Ashley's sake you **** yourself to smile before she has a chance to notice. This is what she wants, and making her happy makes you happy, or at least that's what you tell yourself.

Ashley grabs another towel and helps dry you off before combing your hair for you and applying a bit of perfume to your neck. She was being so nice to you recently, although a nagging voice inside yourself said that something was wrong about the dynamic between you two.

"I have a little gift for you Doug," she says.

"Oh, yeah?" you ask, clueless as to what she might be referring to.

Ashley produces a small white box from behind her back, with black ribbon. Undoing the ribbon, you open the box and part the tissue paper to reveal a small metal object, a well-crafted stainless steel butt plug. A bit different from the classic 'water drop' shape you had seen, this one was longer and curved, perhaps more of an ergonomic shape, around 4 inches in length, and just under 2 inches in diameter at it's thickest, narrowing to just a tiny stem near the base. Examining the flat disk-shaped base, an engraving reads "Property of Ashley" in small cursive script, inlaid pink enamel highlighting the text.

Not sure if you should actually be thankful for this gift, you simply feign happiness . "Oh, wow! Thanks's Ashley."

"I'm glad you like it. We can get rid of the one that's attached to your chastity belt and you can wear this instead. Too bad nobody else is going to see the inscription though," she chuckles as she lubes up the shiny metal object.

Leaning over the sink, you present your ass to Ashley and she works her gift inside of you until only the engraved disc remains visible. Turning you around to face her, she helps you step into the chastity belt. Once pulled up to your waist she begins caging your dick before locking both the cage and belt with her keys.

In Ashley's room, the two of you start getting dressed. "How about we go out and play a round of mini golf?" Ashley suggests as she looks over her wardrobe.

"Sure, that sound's like fun." you reply. Ashley begins picking out both of your outfits. For herself she picks out a pair of skinny jeans and a white long-sleeved t-shirt over a white bra. For you she selects a white pleated tennis skirt, and a navy blue shirt, long sleeved but off the shoulder, with a strapless bra underneath.

Soon the both of you were dressed and Ashley spent a few minutes applying some light makeup to your face and styling your hair, eventually reaching a point where you would pass as a flat-chested female to the casual observer. You didn't fully understand Ashley's fascination with occasionally dressing you in girl's clothes, but you you were happy just to be in her company.

Saying goodbye to Amy as you left, Ashley drove the two of you to the local mini-golf place. Actually they had a par 3 golf course there too, and a small arcade. Once inside, Ashley pays for you and you both select your putters. Leaning forward to test out your swing, you feel your chastity belt adjust slightly under your skirt. Thankfully the discomfort is mild at worst.

Out on the course, you and Ashley begin playing and chatting with each other, talking about all manner of random things, and generally acting like boyfriend and girlfriend, or girlfriend and girlfriend as it might appear.

"Thanks for taking me out mini-golfing Ashley, and for paying for everything."

"Don't worry about it Doug, I'm just happy to be spending time with my cute little boyfriend," she replies, leaning in to give you a quick kiss.

"I'm happy too, Ashley," you reply. And it was true, the last few days had generally been better than anything you could remember. Thinking about Ashley wanting to spend time with you, about her caring for you, it made you all warm inside. And thinking about her smooth skin, her beautiful breasts, and that cock...you quickly turned your thoughts back to the mini-golf, lest your erection strain any harder against its metal prison.

As you approach the mid-point of the course, the sky begins to turn darker. It was already a slightly chilly day, you and Ashley were practically the only people on the mini-golf course. You saw another couple playing ahead of you when you started, but the part of the course you were on now was relatively secluded.

"Ooh its starting to get a bit cold," you say, rubbing your arms to warm up. "I think I should have worn pants like you, Ashley."

"Oh hush, I love looking at your skinny legs in that skirt." Ashley finishes her sentence just in time for a crack of thunder to be heard. Before either of you can react, fat drops of rain begin to pour down from the sky, pelting you both and rapidly soaking the synthetic green grass under your feet.

Shocked by the sudden downpour, you shrieked and tried to shield yourself from the rain with your arms. Thinking fast, Ashley grabs your hand and yanks you along, opening the small door in the nearby motorized windmill obstacle and throwing you in before squeezing in herself.

The space inside was cramped and dark, the sound of the electric motor which keeps the miniature windmill turning nearly drowned out by the cacophony of rain drops smacking into the wooden structure. Thankfully it wasn't particularly dirty or dusty inside.

Unable to stand up straight, Ashley sits on the floor with her back against the wall, and you do the same on the opposite side.

"That was some quick thinking Ashley. What do we do now?" you ask, your arms hugging your knees to your chest in the tiny dark room.

"Wait it out, I guess. We'll be soaked if we try to run for the car now." she replies, speaking matter-of-factly.

Relaxing a bit, you drop your arms to your sides and stretch your legs out until you start to bump up against her legs. In the darkness you feel Ashley's hand come to rest on top of yours. After a moment she begins to rub the back of your hand tenderly. A simple act, but one that has your biting your lower lip and suddenly feeling a bit hot. Deciding to take the initiative, you slip out of one of your tennis shoes and flick it off to the side. Slowly you creep forward with your foot, encroaching on the space between Ashley's legs. With the front of your foot angled off the ground, your foot continues to inch forward until you make direct contact with the bulge in Ashley's jeans.

Wiggling your toes and moving your foot up and down slightly, you do your best to probe and massage the bulge using only your sense of touch. Luckily you soon have auditory feedback as well. Though you had never done this before, you were determined to please Ashley, and these seemed like a fitting method considering your current cramped circumstances.

"Ooooh Doug. You're a naughty girl, aren't you?"

Withdrawing your foot, you hear a disappointed 'Aww', but you quickly kick off your other shoe before peeling off both socks. Now properly prepared, you nestle both your bare feet against Ashley's crotch, cradling her bulge between your soles as you intermittently squeezed them together while also rubbing up and down with both feet in unison.

"Don't worry, Doug. I know what you're looking for."

You can just barely hear Ashley working her button and zipper in the tiny windmill. Though slightly calmer, the rainfall continues steadily. After giving Ashley a moment to settle back into place after wriggling out of her jeans, you move your right foot back to her crotch and begin to rub the shaft with the sole of your foot in a gentle up an down motion, now bare skin against bare skin. Opting for precision over quantity, you keep your left foot idle while the other massages her now fully-hard cock. Spreading your toes apart, you nestle her head into the space between your first two toes. As you continue to work up and down slowly, you squeeze your toes together applying pressure around the crown of cock head.

Releasing her cock from your toe-grip for a moment, you use your big toe to massage the frenulum of her girthy dick before attempting to swirl your toe around the tip itself. Little did you know, she was being pushed toward the edge as she felt the pronounced ridges of your toe sliding along the sensitive surface of her glans. Your toe now slick with Ashley's precum, you leave a glossy trail behind as you work your way back down her shaft.

As you continue to slowly work up and down her shaft, you feel her hand searching along the floor until she finds your left foot. Ashley grabs the top of your foot and brings it to her crotch while taking control of your right foot with her other hand. A moment later and she has both your feet clasping her phallus tightly, its heat radiating into the soft skin of your soles.

With complete authority over her own pleasure, Ashley begins moving your feet up and down, stroking the full length of her massive rod, using you for her own pleasure.

"Oh fuck. Fuck yes." Her pleasure is evident as she begins to jerk your feet faster and faster. "Yes stroke my cock with your feet, you little slut" she says, beginning to pant.

Ashley moves your feet faster and faster, stroking herself wildly. "Oh fuck Doug! Fuck fuck fuck!". As she begins to groan and grunt, you know she is almost there and you can't help but grin at the successful outcome of your game of footsie.

Without warning Ashley yells at you, "Lay down!" She drops both your feet and leans forward grabbing your torso, throwing you on to the ground of the tiny room. On her knees next to you, Ashley maneuvers her 10 inch shaft above you with one hand stroking continuously, the other keeping you lying still on your back.

"Arrrrrrgh!" she yells out in ecstasy, her cock head now nestled right against her lips while she strokes her length, her hand just an inch from your face each time she reaches the apex.

Ashley's white hot cum begins to shoot into your mouth, hitting your uvula and splattering against the back of your throat thanks to your reclined position. Relatively unprepared to receive her load, you cough reflexively, but Ashley continues to stroke herself, eyes closed and moaning as pump after pump of semen are dispensed into your open mouth.

Her orgasm finally concluded, Ashley releases her grip on her cock and lays her body on top of yours her cock resting against your stomach. Weakened by pleasure, she goes limp, her body weight pressing against you before leaning down and kissing you softly. You two make out gently for a moment while she catches her breath. Your tongues dance gently, now lubricated by the small amount of cum that didn't go directly down your throat.