Girls Night Out

Pt. 1

I came down the stairs, surprised to find Donn'a friends in the living room. Dressed in an old t-stirt and running shorts.

"Hey ladies!" I called to them heading to the kitchen. "Donna has gone out for a bit, but you are welcome to wait for her, I think she just ran out for some milk."

One of the voices stopped me as I turned the corner, "Donna won't be back for a while David, we came to see you."

I peeked back around the corner, looking at the four smiling women seated on the couch.

"Oh?" I asked, my curiousity raised.

Kim, Donna's oldest and dearest friend was the one speaking. A very pretty blond woman, Donna's age.

"C'mere" she said softly, patting the couch beside her. I sauntered over and sat between her and Juliet, another woman who Donna had known at least since high school. The other two women, Kari and Kristen sat across from me smiling.

Even though I had wanted to live in the city, Donna has insisted we buy a house in the suburbs, primarily, I suspected, to be close to her friends. As things wound up, we all lived on the same block, the five couples.

I had gotten to know her friends a bit, when the visited, but she would spend a lot of time with them. It was always something, "Girls Night Out," she'd say and leave me at home to my work.

I liked their husbands very much, but they seemed an elusive bunch who got along well among themselves but whenever I would invite them over to watch a game or play cards, it never seemed to work out. Tonight I would find out why.

Kim took my hand and started to explain.

"You see David, the five of us have been very close since we were kids. Very close. And we have always shared everything, including our boyfriends."

They all looked at each other, smiling.

My mind raced with the possibilities, just looking around the room at four gorgeous women. I felt myself stiffen a bit in my shorts, hoping none of them would notice. Of course all eyes were focused on my crotch, causing me to blush deeply.

"Such a dirty mind, David," Kim chided, reaching down and sliding her hand over my shorts, now making it obvious to everyone how hard I was. They tittered and laughed at my situation.

"But it isn't what you think," she continued, drawing a small plastic contraption out of her bag. She held it up for me to inspect. "But you have to wear one of these David."

I looked at her alarmed and shook my head a bit. I knew it was some sort of chastity device.

Kim bit her lip, "Let me put it this way, we are going to put this on you and you can either make this easy or hard. You are going to wear it because that is what Donna wants."

"Easy," she said, letting her fingers trail over the shaft of my cock, which twitched at her touch, "or Hard," she hissed, grabbing hold of my ball, tightly. I winced and inhaled sharply.

"Are we going to need these?" Juliette asked, dangling a pair of handcuffs from her finger.

Kari had disappeared into the kitchen and returned with a bowl of ice. She and Kristen approached and kneeled down on the floor in front of me, slid my shorts and underwear down and began sliding the ice cubes all over my thighs, cock and balls.

I squirmed and gasped, as Kim placed her finger tip over my lips and hushed me.

Slowly my cock shrank until it grew cold and shriveled. I could barely feel Kim's hands as she manipulated my cock into the device, but I sensed a finality when the small lock clicked shut.

"Now, here is how things work. Every Friday the five of us go out, have a nice dinner and talk about our boys. And we kinda vote about whether any of them should be allowed to have relief that weekend. If we decide yes, then you get to start the week all fresh and relieved. If we decide no, then both Saturday and Sunday can be a bit, well, rough." They all laughed.

"I-i-i, I don't understand," I stammered.

"It won't take long for you to catch on," Juliette smirked.

Kim smiled and continued "Of course that means you need to keep Donna very happy, buuuuut," she said, drawing the word out, "You also need to keep us happy as well. We ALL," she said, motioning her hand slowly around the room, "need to give our OK."

"This is a joke," I started, "I get it. Now let me out of this damn thing."

Kim looked me dead in the eyes, "Dirty words like that are very impolite," her eyes narrowed a bit "And very costly."

"Better say you're sorry," a voice came from behind me. I turned around immediately and saw Donna standing there. Immediately I covered up. "Donna, it's not, it's not what you think."

She laughed gently, "David, it is exactly what I think."

She walked around and ran her fingers over my imprisoned cock. "They are so cute like this, don't you think," she said to Juliette who nodded and smiled.

"Please, Donna, take this thing off of me," I begged.

She touched my cheek. "I can't do that, David. You'll have to wait until Friday like the rest of the boys. And it isn't just up to me anymore, you'll have to ask Kimmy and Juliette and Kari and Kristen. Won't he girls?" she asked very patronizingly.

They were all looking me over, nodding and smiling. "Any one of them can say no," she added.

The week passed slowy, but I found myself growing more and more attentive to Donna's needs. She has asked that I refer to her as "Miss Donna," which added to my increasing feelings of humiliation.

I had taken on myself to start doing chores around the house, and my duties had started to include pampering Donna, becoming obsessed with her comfort and pleasure, including oral service two or three times a day.

Finally, when Friday came, I waited anxiously for her to return from her night out. Finally, at nearly midnight she returned.

She entered wordlessly, and removed her coat and sat on the couch. "My feet are sore," she said, as she strecthed.

I hurried over, aching and desperate, and sat on the floor in front of her. I took her feet in my hands and massaged them gently. She smiled and let out some soft moans.

"How was your night Miss Donna?" I asked my face turning red, still not used to referring to her that way.

"It was nice," she said, not even hinting at my fate.

"What did you decide?" I asked timidly.

"Oh, all sorts of things," she said, smiling cryptically.

"Let's see, Kari's boy had a tantrum this week, which means a weekend of teasing. She was very disappointed. And Kimmy's boy is going to get to have some relief. You know he had a tea party for us, got all dressed up and everything. Kim said it was very hard for him, which was really nice. Juliette and Kristen's boys were good, but not quite good enough to earn their release, especially after Kim's boy had such a good week."

I stammered a little bit, "What about me?" I asked, my voice cracking.

Donna looked down at me, touching my cheek, "You didn't come up. I don't think anyone but me saw you all week. How do you expect to impress them if you don't go visit?"

I looked up at her eyes watering slightly, "Visit? I didn't know I was supposed to."

"Well, now you do," she countered unsympathetically.

"We have dinner tomorrow at Kari's, so you will have a chance then. I also wanted you to see what her boy is going to go through for the tantrum he threw. I love it, but I am sure it will be hard for you to watch."

I squirmed on the floor, feeling my aching grow more intense.

"Miss Donna, please, will you take this off?" I pleaded.

"David, you know what you need to do. Don't ask again. There is nothing that is going to get it off any earlier than next Saturday. I know it hurts and I know it is going to get much worse. But don't go doing anything that will force me to punish you."

I lowered my head and continued to rub her feet. "Yes Miss Donna," I said sheepishly.

"I am tired, David, take me up to bed."

I stood and took her into my arms, carried her up the steps to the bed, which had been turned down, with a flower on her pillow. I set her down and watched her pick up the flower and smell it. She broke the stem and tucked the flower behind my ear and giggled.

I tucked her in as she reminded me, "Wait until I fall asleep, then you may go to bed. I'll wake you if I need anything."

I nodded and turned out the light, watching her gradually drift off, as I sat awake, stomach squirming and balls aching.