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The Pink Pet
I sat alone on my computer up late at night long after the sun had gone
down. My nightly routine of going about the internet looking for
different fetish sites and chat rooms was yielding its usual dull
results. Little did I know that I was just one click away from a
different life, and I made that click that night without even knowing
it.
I was constantly in search of a woman who would share my deepest
darkest fetish. No one knew it but every night I would put on three or
four pairs of pink tights before I went to bed. It started off as a
casual thing, and soon developed into an obsession. I would lay there
in my bed, writhing as the tights constantly squeezed and pulled at my
raging erection, only teasing it even more. The entire night, I would
lay there in constant sexual torture imagining that some beautiful
woman had put me in these tights, that she kept me from taking them
off. I would dream of this buxom beauty that would slowly seduce her
control into my life and give me nothing but blissful torture instead.
I wanted to be trapped in this little pink prison, free to roam about,
even go to work with everyone completely oblivious of the pink torture
prison that I could not remove. My Mistress would know that I was no
risk of cheating as I couldn't go to bed with another woman if I
couldn't take the tights off!
Then one night as I wondered into a chat room, this amazingly cute
screen name caught my attention. It didn't come as a surprise that she
was the center of attention in the room with her sweet attitude and
cute flirting. I couldn't possibly tell you what I did to catch her
attention but somehow we got to talking. We got to know each other a
little more, and when she found out I was single became very interested
in me. Her name was Leana. She sent me a picture and I was blown away
to see a blonde goddess appear on my monitor. She had the body of my
dreams, a soft beautiful face, a nice full chest, a small waist which
flared out into beautifully sexy hips and an amazing ass that all
flowed down into a pair of long curvy legs. I could not believe my luck
that such a woman had taken interest in someone like me! However, I
knew it was not to last as she had yet to know anything about my little
ritual at night and about my dreams. As time passed, the topic of sex
finally came up. She told me she was into anything and was very curious
to know exactly what I was into. I was saddened when she wouldn't let
me avoid the question, so I just told her the truth about my desire to
be taken control of, about my love of pink tights and tight pink
clothing, to be made a pet, to be kept and clothed by a loving
mistress. Her only response was to ask for my Snail mail addy which I
provided thinking I would get some letter in the mail calling me a
freak. Leana then disappeared from the chat room and never responded to
any of my e-mails, although I can't say I was surprised.
A week later, after my nightly ritual had gone off as usual with
nothing worth while I went out to the front of the house to check my
mail and found a package for me. It was a small package with a return
address with no name, just an address out in the middle of the country.
Curious, I brought it inside and immediately opened it. Once open, I
noticed a pair of pink silk panties sitting on top of a note. The
panties felt Unbelievable! They must have been VERY expensive, and they
Must be for someone ELSE! Rechecking the address, it was indeed meant
for me, confused I remembered the note in the box and took it out...
"Wear these tonight, and be ready for your mistress."
The paper was a very nice perfumed pink paper, and it had black
handwriting on it that was very beautiful and feminine. It took me only
a second to realize exactly who this had come from and I felt a rush of
excitement and anticipation run through me! Was Leana coming to visit
me tonight? I couldn't wait. I ran around my apartment cleaning up
everything, and even picked up some extra food anticipating having to
make someone a special breakfast in the morning. That night, I put on
the panties and was amazed at how wonderful they felt. I spent all
night turned on as the silky material would gently caress me and turn
me on making me squirm, and as I squirmed, the fabric only rubbed even
MORE! After a lustful night, I woke in the morning to the sad
realization that I was alone. Somewhat depressed, I went downstairs as
I do every morning to check my mail only to find another package, very
similar to the first. I smiled to myself as I brought it into the house
and opened it. Inside the package I found a brand new pair of hot pink
tights and a note. Skipping the tights I went straight to the note.
"Wear both tonight, and be ready for your mistress."
Again the letter was printed on beautiful perfumed pink paper and it
smelled amazing. I took a deep breath in wondering if this is what my
beloved Leana would smell like. I took this note and added it to the
pile and straightened up again in anticipation of my beloved finally
visiting me. Eventually night rolled around, and I just skipped my
nightly ritual to put on the panties and the tights to await my Mystery
Sender. As the hours drifted by, I eventually went to bed to find a new
meaning in sexual torture. The panties were now being squeezed against
me by the tights, and I now had silky smooth pink legs that I would rub
together all night long thinking of her. I still remember the rush I
felt as a cool breeze drifted through my room and over my encased legs,
I thought I was going to lose it right then and there. After another
long night, I awoke again alone and very horny, however I knew what I
was going to do as soon as I got out of bed.
As I expected, there was another package sitting at my doorstep waiting
for me. I smiled at the box enjoying our little game and my free gifts.
I started fantasizing that Leana was my mistress and she was sending me
toys to play with until her arrival. I opened the box and was a little
surprised that the contents of the box were virtually the same: another
pair of tights that were a slightly different shade of pink, and
another letter.
"Wear it all and be ready for your mistress."
Determined not to let her drive me insane, I quickly set about filling
my schedule with things to keep me occupied and to keep me from
dwelling on my mystery mistress. The pile of notes on my table now
spread their beautiful fragrance almost all over my apartment
constantly reminding me of the smell, and my beautiful Leana.
Over the next few days, I received another package with tights and a
carbon copy note in it. The tights were different brands and slightly
different colors and thickness but they were ALL pink. My nightly
torture was getting pretty incredible as I was now wearing 4 or 5 pairs
of tights and panties to bed every night. I found now that whenever my
legs were at rest, they pointed straight out and that my feet were
constantly pointed straight out like a ballerinas. Each new pair of
tights squeezed me a little harder, and tortured me a little harsher
each night. I held some small hope that maybe my dream mistress would
come in the night; however I knew it wasn't going to happen.
The next morning, I woke up and got my mail as usual. This morning's
package was slightly different than the others. I opened it, and
instead of finding another pair of tights, I found a pair of long pink
satin prom/opera gloves, and another carbon copy of the note:
"Wear it all and be ready for your mistress."
I went to bed that night, and after putting on my panties and multiple
tights while dreaming of her(as was my new nightly ritual) and added
the satin gloves. I was amazed at how tight they were but how
unbelievably smooth and sexy they were. The gloves in combination with
the satin panties and the silky smooth tights drove me Insane! I wanted
to rub myself to happiness, but with so many layers over my penis I
wouldn't be able to, but stroking sure did feel nice.
I woke up the next morning snuggled up to my silky satiny hands and was
still insanely turned on. I ran downstairs to get today's package and
found it sitting there like a loyal pet. I opened it after I got home
from work and found another soft pink item. I pulled it out to find it
to be a leotard. I looked it over and found it actually looked big
enough to fit my large frame! It was a long sleeved leotard with a
zipped back and a turtleneck. I noticed that there was a small metal
chain built into the zipper. I looked closely at it and realized it was
some kind of metal painted to match the pink of the leotard. I pulled
out the new note and read it.
"Put it all on in order, and be ready for your mistress."
I hurried upstairs to bed with my new toy, and promptly put on my
panties, tights and gloves and then stepped into the holes in the
leotard. I pulled the leotard up tight and was immediately rewarded
with another force pulling against my poor penis which was struggling
to get erect and stay erect. The more I moved, the more I was tortured
between the silky smoothness of everything, and the panties and tights
rubbing me! I pulled the leotard up and slid my gloved arms through the
sleeves to find fine wires connecting the ends of the sleeves. I
adjusted the wires so that my middle finger slide through them, and
they were long enough to allow my hand through the sleeve, then catch
and keep the sleeve pulled down. I thought it was a pretty cool feature
to keep the sleeves from moving and having to worry about adjusting
them all the time. I was surprised to find that with only a little
struggling (Thanks to the chain to help me zip it), I managed to zip up
the leotard! I was now completely encased in silky soft pink. All of
the items I wore all matched shades of pink, and SQUEEZED me so tight!
I went to bed that night but to say I slept would be a lie. I spent the
entire night running my hands over the silky satiny leotard, and
rubbing my ballet legs together enjoying the sheer torture I was
receiving. I sat away caressing myself wondering if Leana's touch would
be so soft and graceful. I also wondered if she would really come now
that I was fully dressed.
The next morning I dragged myself out of bed fairly depressed that my
mistress still had not come for me. I felt the fool for believing that
she ever would. A girl that beautiful could have any man she could ever
want. I highly doubted that she would chose to spend her time with a
loser like me. These packages are probably pity gifts or a cruel joke.
Rather upset, I took off my outfit and stormed off to work. When I came
home I was somewhat surprised somewhat aggravated to see yet another
package waiting for me at the door. I wondered what it could be since
it was so small! I took it inside and opened it up. Ignoring whatever
was inside the box I just went straight to the note which was yet
another copy of the previous notes:
"Put it all on in order, and be ready for your mistress."
I rolled my eyes and tossed the pretty pink note into the pile I had
collected making a mental note to throw them away, and that I wouldn't
be played with by this girl anymore. I had almost completely forgotten
to retrieve the items from the box in my frustration. I took the box
upstairs and sat on my bed and glanced inside. The first thing to catch
my eye was a pink leather collar that said "Leana's Pet" in girly
glittery writing on a plate in the front and a little locking buckle in
the back. I smiled at the collar knowing even if this was a joke to
her, at least she had spent some money on this and it was a cute toy to
have. I was about to throw the box away when I heard something still
inside the box jingle. I glanced inside again and realized that there
was a small pink padlock in the box with a set of keys. I pulled them
out and checked the lock to see that it was made of a thick metal, and
much like the chain on the leotard, painted to match the pink of
everything else I received. I also noticed a flat plastic thing that
only said "front of panties" on it in pink sharpie.
I grabbed the collar and decided to try it on. As I went to wrap the
collar around my neck, something scratched the back of my neck. Puzzled
I looked at the collar and saw a little piece of paper with an arrow
indicating the inside of the collar and the word "Chain" written on it.
As I realized what it meant, I felt the same race of excitement that I
felt when I first met Leana. I quickly showered and went to the
bathroom determined to get an early start this evening I pulled on the
pink panties and remembered the plastic thing. I looked closely at the
panties and noticed a very thin slit in between the two layers of silk
in the front and slid it in there. Then came the numerous pink tights
(I was becoming quite the expert at this), the pink gloves and the
leotard.
I looked at the collar and knew that once I put the chain through and
locked it, I would be completely trapped in this incredible outfit! My
mistress came up with the perfect pink prison. I would be able to go
out in this outfit with clothes over it. It might be weird wearing
another pair of gloves, but for the most part, I was going to be
seriously trapped in my pink torture prison! (Well, at least until
tomorrow morning when I'll use the keys to take it off and shower).
My heart was pounding in my ears with excitement as I picked up the
collar and slide the chain through it and then closed the back. I
grabbed the cute little pink lock which I suddenly notice that is heart
shaped and fumble with it for a second before I find the small metal
ring that it slips through. I close my eyes and the fantasy of being
truly trapped raced before my eyes. I felt like I was going to Orgasm
just standing there thinking of it, but had to take deep breathes as I
still had all night to go. Closing my eyes, I give in and finally close
the lock savoring the soft click sound it makes as it announces my
imprisonment and enslavement to another. I put the keys on my desk, and
went to bed.
.I spent the entire night having dreams of servitude and what a pet
life would be. I had dreams of waking up every morning wearing
something cute and sexy to bed and going to my closet which would be
FULL of various cute and sexy outfits that my mistress would want me
in(All of them included tights and dresses and only the most feminine
of clothing.). I would wear whatever she wanted me to and act however
she wanted me to. Whenever I dressed like a ballerina, I would walk and
carry myself with the grace of a ballerina. Whenever I was dressed like
a school girl, I would act 17, giggle and be ditzy but studious.
Sometimes I would dress as a professional work woman and be very
professional and do work for my mistress. Other days were a cleaning
French maid that had a heavy accent or a cheerleader with a high spirit
and low IQ. Whatever the dress was, I acted the part, I could only
guess due to some kind of hypnosis.
I awoke the next morning so completely content. I felt so loved and so
kept. I felt like I really was a pet in the care of a beautiful
mistress, and yet, my mistress was STILL not here. The first thing to
leave my mouth that morning was a sigh as reality crashed down upon me.
I laid in bed and savored the memories of my dreams before getting up
and going downstairs to make some breakfast. My waffles were almost
done when suddenly it hit me. I felt a slight vibrating coming from my
crotch. At first I thought it was just my imagination, or my poor penis
twitching, but a few seconds later it hit again, a little more intense
and a little longer. I got a little panicked as I started making my way
upstairs. Before I was upstairs it hit again, longer and more intense.
I felt my crotch while it was happening, and felt the flat piece of
plastic in my panties VIBRATING!! I felt my knees go weak as the surges
came more often and had gone from one second to five to ten to thirty
to a full minute. I hadn't masturbated since this whole escapade
started and my crotch already felt like it was going to explode! I
quickly made my way to my desk and grabbed the keys and started
fumbling with the lock at the back of the collar. I finally managed to
get the key into the hole in the lock and twisted only to find that the
Key wouldn't move!! I took it out and tried the other one but I knew
they were copies of each other. I tried again and again before I
finally realized that my clever mistress sent me FAKE KEYS to get me to
fall into her trap! I immediately started tugging on the chain but it
was attached to my neck! I tugged on the collar but it was far too
strong to be broken by human hands. I tugged at the leotard and
couldn't get it off. This one stupid lock kept me completely and
totally the way I was! I really was trapped in this prison1 I couldn't
remove my panties without taking off my tights, and my tights wouldn't
come off unless the leotard came off, and the leotard was now locked
onto my neck! I couldn't even take the gloves off because those damn
steel wires kept me from rolling the sleeves up, or pull the gloves
off! I had no idea what I was going to do. Leana hadn't answered any of
my E-mails or messages for such a long time, and I was such a fool I
never got her contact information! The vibrating continued on and on
and on as I desperately tried to think through the building haze of
hormones. I was so turned on I was on the point of sheer madness. I
tried to rub my penis but between the gloves, leotard, tights and now a
plastic shield designed to keep me in this state of pure sexual HELL I
couldn't do anything!
I lay there on the bed, my legs squeezed together tightly hearing only
my moans and the soft steady bzz bzz bzz of the vibrator panel
torturing me when suddenly I heard something else. I thought I was just
hallucinating but then I heard it again. Someone was at my door ringing
my doorbell! The only thing I could think of was that Leana FINALLY
came! And she brought the keys with her! I was about to run downstairs
when I grabbed my PJ pants and a bathrobe just in case it wasn't her. I
ripped open the door and almost died when I saw a UPS guy standing
there. At first he didn't give me a second glance until he noticed my
pretty pink hands as I took the package and signed for it. He gave me a
quizzical look which I answered with my door slamming shit. Once inside
alone with the steady bzz bzz sound piercing the silence and my sanity
like a knife I angrily tore into the letter. I couldn't believe it when
I saw ANOTHER pink perfumed letter. I opened the letter and something
fell out. I glanced ad it and it looked like a bus ticket...going out
to the middle of the country.. where all those packages had come from!
I looked at the letter:
"If you wore everything and waited for me then I know your just dying
to come to me my pet. See you soon my little pink pet! I hope you can
last the entire bus ride!
Love Your Mistress,
Leana."
I glanced at the ticket and noticed that the bus left in 45 minutes.
That gave me just enough time to throw some pants and a jacket on over
this outfit and maybe find some gloves and head to the bus station! I
didn't think I'd need to pack anything anyways...
The End
(for now)
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Lynne
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