“So, why exactly should we help you again?” The stony-faced girl stood with her arms folded in the front doorway of the sorority house – her sisters crowded behind her, not a shred of sympathy shared between the lot of them. As always, Eric shrank next to his girlfriend, but Madge, ever the dominant one in their relationship didn't back down.
“Look, kid...” Madge began with a condescending tone. “You might go to college in this town, but I actually live here. Right over there actually.” She pointed at a large house across the street. “However, I have been away all week visiting this little runt at college...” She smacked Eric hard across the backside for emphasis. “...And I have somehow left my keys behind. Look, it's getting late and I will go get my keys tomorrow. But we need a place to stay tonight.” Her voice trailed off uncharacteristically and the college girl continued to stare sternly at them. “Hey!” She raised her arms in an appeal gesture. “I'm a girl...you're all girls...what d'ya say? Solidarity for the sisterhood?”
“He's not a girl!” One of the girls from the back of the group called out and an arm pointed at Eric from over the shoulder of the head sister blocking the entrance. He blushed deep red. He hated being singled out and though he was silently begging for Madge to step in on his behalf, he was already dreading where this might be heading.
“Ladies...ladies...” Madge raised her palms appeasingly. “It seems you may be misreading our situation slightly. Yes, I did forget my house keys. Actually, I forgot all of my keys.” She gripped Eric's shoulders firmly but all he felt was a fist clenching his stomach. Please. no... “All of them...including...” Quick as a flash, Madge released his shoulders and grabbed the waistband of his pants, yanking them to his knees along with his underwear. The eyes of the sorority sisters widened in unison as their collective mouths dropped open at the sight of the tiny locked cage cradling Eric's genitalia. “Let us stay the night...” Madge shrugged. “And what's mine is yours...”
Two hours later Eric was standing at the bottom of the steps down into the basement of the sorority house – deep in the throes of his worst nightmare. He enjoyed playing the submissive to Madge's dominant side – they were the roles the couple fell into naturally anyway, but this was something else entirely. The sisterhood had been mesmerised by his girlfriend's control over him and ownership of his crotch, and were now hanging off Madge's every word as she taught them everything she knew about how to dominate boys and even how to turn their basement into some kind of kinky sex dungeon. The girls were not without talents of their own and had persuaded Madge to let them give him a makeover. Unsurprisingly, a house full of horny fashion majors had no problem turning his feeble build and delicate features against him and he now stood before them in a black vest top and a tiny checked skirt, his caged cock encased in pink panties and his hair tied in pigtails.
“You must show us more,” the girl who had previously blocked the entrance to the house begged Madge. “Please – you must have so many hot little games for controlling boys.” She glanced at Eric as if he were a prop and his chest tightened. “Show us everything!”
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