Part 30

Chris hesitated. He wasn’t sure what to say; ‘pussy’ was so crass, while ‘vagina’ was something guys his age didn’t feel comfortable saying for some reason. That, and he was still recovering from the absolutely mortifying orgasm that Julia had just given him.

“I’m waiting, Chrissy,” Julia said. Her tone was stern and direct, yet with the hint of an amused lilt, “Say it, girl.”

Feeling a bit submissive, which had never happened with a girl before, Chris nervously swallowed and said, “My pussy . . . ” He had already called it that once in front of her, when echoing the phrase about how he was wet. That, and he had referred to other girls’ bodies before, in more masculine settings.

With a soft giggle, Julia gave his renamed manhood one more little flick. “The whole thing, Chrissy. You are a good girl, aren’t you?”

They were well past the point of him denying the demeaning phrase. Between his breasts, his voice, and his hairless body, that wasn’t a battle he was going to win any time soon. Swallowing his pride, and whatever traces of cum were still lingering in his mouth, Chris said, “That’s my pussy.”

“Mm hmm. You have the tightest little pussy, don’t you?” As she quietly taunted him, Julia continually glanced up to make sure that he was keeping his eyes closed as she had instructed him. “Say it, babe.”

“I have the tightest little pussy,” Chris muttered, in the feminine tone he had been keeping up for quite some time now. Though he was getting better at obeying Julia, the words he was echoing weren’t natural in the slightest; he was blushing up a storm from how she was demeaning him, yet doing as she said nonetheless.

Smirking to herself, Julia lined things up to the best of her ability with the pink toy before making any moves that would clue him into what was in store for him. She had only done this once before with a boy, when she talked him into chastity for a long weekend while she and her family went on a trip. That was different; he had known it was coming, and was holding still for her. Chrissy wasn’t moving at the moment, but there were no guarantees he’d continue being so docile.

She slowly maneuvered the ring around his cute shaft, making sure not to let it brush against him in the slightest until it was nearly all the way to his body. Then, carefully and deftly, she pulled each little ball through so the metal hoop could rest in place against his body.

Sure enough, Chris didn’t just stand there and take it once he felt the unfamiliar sensation. “What-”

“Chrissy! Girl voice!” Julia snapped, “And hold still until your little pussy is as tight as your future boyfriend wants it.” She then began guiding him into the pink cage, the soft coating of the steel cage fitting perfectly around his soft member. As soon as she had the sissy toy properly in place, she attached it to the ring she had positioned just right. “There.” With a small yet satisfying 'click,' she locked him up. “You can open your eyes now, Chrissy.”

He did as he was told, more out of curiosity than anything else. After briefly taking in the half naked girl before him, Chris looked down and saw exactly what Julia had done. He didn’t even know what a cock cage was, though he could still figure out the purpose of it simply by what he could see and how it felt.

“I’m just glad I had one in your size,” Julia giggled. After experimenting with her ex-boyfriend, she had ordered more for future flings and relationships after learning how much she enjoyed having that kind of control over the opposite gender. Of course, she shared as much with Amy and Sadie a while ago, which is why she was the girl to call as soon as ‘Chrissy’ had been talked into wearing panties.

Chris opened his mouth to say something, almost slipping back into his masculine voice before cutting himself off. “What- what is this?” he asked. There was a little keyhole at the top, which visibly demonstrated that this was something that locked onto his body.

Stepping forward again, meeting his eyes with that same sultry look, Julia said, “Why don’t I just show you?” Leaning in, brushing her real breasts against his fake ones, the mixed girl cupped his crotch with her hand and locked lips with him for a deep kiss. Then, shifting forward, she seductively whispered in his ear. “Show me how wet your pussy can get, Chrissy.”

Awkward as the dirty phrase was, considering his real gender, Chris knew what she meant. Julia wanted him to get hard for her, which probably would have happened anyway now that things seemed to be heating up following the addition of the kinky toy. Instead of the sensations he was used to down there, however, Chris only got as far as twitching slightly in desire before he found himself unable to get it up. Bound in a more flaccid position, he realized that it was impossible for him to properly get an erection.

Julia could feel his cute struggle, as she had gently gripped the cage to make sure that he tried and failed to do just that. “Told you,” she teased, “Nice and tight.”

How was he supposed to know that’s what she meant? It was impossible to keep track of all the feminine double meanings, plus he was constantly off balance and flustered from everything that had been thrown at him since Amy had taken those pictures.

Before he could fully process the small pink cage that he was locked in, or what it meant where fucking Julia or even pleasuring himself was concerned, she shared a pretty big detail about his new situation. “If you want the key, you’ll have to take it up with Amy,” she said, “She sees you more, so we decided that she should be the one who gets to hold onto it for now!”

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