Home Life

Riley Emmaline shifted in bed, legs drawing together and stretching her flexors before pushing out and shuddering with her extension flex. She rolled over to look for Naomi and found the blonde already gone and out of bed. With a sigh, she lays on her back and throws the covers aside before resting her hand on her groin where her hand brushes over something metallic and a tingle of electricity goes up her spine.

It's still there... it's all real.

Last night, after putting a chastity belt on her, Naomi had brought Riley back to the kitchen counter still bottomless and Riley had been too shy to protest and get her pajamas back. They ate in relative, excited silence as Riley squirmed in her stool, occasionally feeling the odd dribble around the side of her plastic pussy shield held on by the silicone-coated steel cables that were now digging into her flesh from how snugly Naomi had locked it around her waist. Naomi herself had elected to remain fully-clothed while Riley sat bottomless at the counter, save of course the immobile belt that was the source of her frustrations. She felt so exposed and yet denied like this, being made to just sit with no way for Naomi to even touch her pussy. During the meal, she had also noticed Naomi checking her phone frequently. Not obviously, but subtle glances to her phone face-up on the counter behind her food box and out of Riley's view. But every time she looked away from Riley, Naomi's smile as she looked back at Riley's condition had been electrifying.

Riley shifted in bed again, squirming at the mere thought of Naomi seeing her like this as her hand drifted away from her belt and to her chest, rubbing slowly as her toes curled at the memory of what happened after dinner. Naomi had all but dragged her to the living room's patio door, pressing her against it again as she pulled Riley's pajama top off and finally stripped herself down, leaving the both of them in their locked belts. They took Riley's suggestion and went to the hot tub where Naomi had mounted and straddled Riley's lap, forcing the ginger to keep her hands up and on the edge of the tub while Naomi groped, suckled, nibbled, and pinched on her girlfriend's tits, leaving Riley a moaning, leaking, hot mess in the bubbling waters of the tub.

The... privacy walls of the backyard are a huge blessing...

Had it not been for the 7 foot privacy walls that were, according to Naomi, very common around the neighborhood, Riley might have been too shy to let Naomi do what she did for fear of a neighbor hearing and spotting them!

Writhing in bed and with quickening breaths, her left hand moved down to her groin while her right kneaded her tit, mimicking Naomi's efforts in the hot tub, and Riley let out a low whine as her fingers found only a metal lock and the plastic shield. Her fingers moved and slid around the sides, trying to find even a tiny gap to pleasure herself by, trying to eek out a moment of release after Naomi had worked her up so much in the hot tub only to be met with the resolute denial of a chastity belt appropriately, and snugly, applied by her girlfriend. Deciding this was useless, she swings her legs over the edge and wanders to her closet where she grabs a long sleep shirt and tugs it over her head, rubbing her eyes as she grabs her phone from the nightstand and starts checking her socials as she makes her way to the kitchen for some breakfast.

On her way there, Riley stops in her tracks as a text from Naomi comes up, but reading it on the notification tile leaves her confused.

[Just give me more time. She'll come around.]

Riley watches the notification tile vanish and quickly goes to check the message in her texting history with Naomi only to find the text already been deleted in the very brief time she gets there. Her eyes lock on the empty chat log, biting her lip as she is left to wonder exactly one thing.

Who was that text for, if not for me?

Nervous now, she peeks into the kitchen but doesn't see Naomi anywhere. She goes to the fridge and only then remembers Naomi hadn't gone grocery shopping and everything was still empty. She lets out a little whine as she draws her sleep shirt up and looks at her chastity belt, her rear end aching from the anal plug still resting inside it.

I can't go out like this... people would see me! They'd talk! She then glances at the clock and squirms. But I have work soon too... fuck, where is Naomi? I gotta get this thing off!

Riley was about to text her girlfriend when she hears the front door unlatch but not close. She was already perking up as Naomi comes into the kitchen with grocery bags in hand and a smile on her face. No matter what, Naomi's smile always cheered Riley up.

"Hey! So sorry I'm late, I wanted to go out and grab some groceries and I got a little side-tracked. But the small grocer across the park is actually pretty well stocked! I drove over, just so I could get a few things, could you go grab the last bags from the trunk?" Naomi slides past Riley and into the kitchen as she starts putting away her groceries, humming a cheerful but random tune.

Riley pauses in place as she looks down again, comparing herself to Naomi. Naomi was dressed in some tight jeans and a tucked-in blouse. She'd kicked off her shoes and was barefoot and Riley was... belted and near-nude. Only her shirt offered any modesty and it only barely covered her ass.

"A-ah, Naomi, wait!" she starts, but the blonde quickly looks at her and cuts her off.

"Hurry! I got some ice cream as a little treat and I don't want it to melt! Go, go go go!"

Naomi shoos Riley out of the kitchen with some forceful pushes on Riley's plugged bottom, causing the ginger to wince and whine but she does scurry off until she gets to the open door and freezes again. She looks down at herself in just her oversized shirt and the clear-shield chastity belt around her hips.

It'll... just be quick. I'll be in and out... it's fine.

Stepping cautiously out of the door she feels a hyper-awareness of the front porch and lawn ahead of her. The porch was a polished sort of stone framed by a concrete lining underneath an overhang from the house. It extended a bit to the left from the door, giving some place to put chairs and sit or something. From the front door, the walkway wound right to the driveway where Riley could see Naomi's car with the trunk open and waiting. Riley trots down from the porch and follows the matching path to the driveway and goes to the trunk where four bags of groceries waited for her. She, by habit, does a quick check of what's in them to see if any needed careful carrying and notices the distinct lack of ice cream.

Wait... where-?

"Morning, neighbor!"

Riley spins around instantly and presses her hands down over her shirt, tugging it to cover her groin as a man walks by with a dog on a leash, giving her a quick wave. He had a kind, warm smile and didn't seem to be ogling her or anything, just merely a man on a walk with his dog being neighborly.

"H-hey! Good morning!" Riley stammers back, waving as he carries on without pausing and leaving her squirming in her locked belt and plugged ass. She could feel a bit of her arousal leaking down her inner thigh as she covers up with her shirt but evidently the man was uninterested and walked on with his dog. She spins around again and frantically grabs up the grocery bags, slams the car's trunk, and dashes back to the house as fast as her legs can carry her, not so much caring whether her shirt rode up and showed off her pert buttocks in her haste to get back into privacy. She gets to the front patio to find Naomi standing in the doorway, laughing at her interaction with the dog-walker.

"Pfft! I think he got a good look. Good morning, neighbor!" She says with her playful tone, mocking the man's voice and pointing at the deeply-blushing Riley as she walked backwards into the kitchen and let the ginger set the groceries on the counter. "You look so red!"

Fuming, Riley clenches her fists and squirms, tingling from her tits to her toes as she worries what that man might have seen. The driveway inclined up a bit, her shirt was fairly short, and the chastity belt...

"It's only because you sent me out there! You're the one who's actually dressed and-mmph!"

Riley gets her tirade cut off as Naomi slides over to her, wrapping an arm around her lower back and kissing her, absorbing her mouth and preventing further protests before she lifts her hand off of the belted girl's back and lightly spanks Riley, lifting her shirt and tugging on the chastity belt to prove it was still locked in place. "But you're fiiiine. Daniel told me earlier that this neighborhood's actually pretty chill. He was telling me about this one time there was a party in one of the parks, right? A few people started 'fooling around' in public, drunk shit, that kind of thing. Well, even though the police were called, nobody ratted on anybody and nobody got in trouble! So-"

"So!? I still don't want our neighbors thinking I'm some weirdo! But... even still... that is kind of encouraging. I guess. I'm sure it'll be fine... probably. Just don't make me do it again." Riley mutters back, leaning into Naomi as the blonde kneaded her buttocks with both hands. She wanted to say more, but only thought it instead. She brought the ice cream in already, the only reason I went out there at all... did she do all that on purpose? And she was watching the entire time, since she knew what that man said. Shaking away her concerns, Riley felt Naomi's hands slip away and watched as her girlfriend slowly squatted down in front of her and lifted the front of Riley's shirt with a teasing smirk on her face.

Naomi hummed playfully as she leaned in, hovering her face close to Riley's clear-shielded pussy and pushing her girlfriend backwards until she fully leaned against the kitchen island. Naomi held her firmly to pin her in place before she started slowly turning the tumblers on the code lock holding the belt on. "I finally got the code for the belt. Just in time too, you've got another shift today, right? I'm going to be all lonely at work this week, you're off two days in a row, aren't you? How am I supposed to go see my receptionist if you're at home?"

Riley squirms as Naomi seems to be taking her sweet time with the lock. She leans back on the counter, gripping the edge of it to keep herself steady as Naomi's gentle breaths washed over her otherwise bare groin, teasing the sweat-damp skin around the plastic shield "protecting" her pussy. The blonde was staying so close, far closer than could possibly be necessary, and it almost felt like a power move as she moved to the second of three tumblers after more than a minute. Riley bit the middle knuckle of her right pointer finger as the second tumbler clicked and a momentary thought danced through her mind. Wait, what did she mean... got the code for the-

Click-chik-chr-clatter!

Riley's thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the belt's lock opening and the brief rattle of the belt being unleashed from her waist. She felt a twinge as the anal plug attached to the crotch band of the belt slid free and lastly she heard the clatter as it dropped to the floor around her feet only for Naomi to dive in between her thighs. Naomi was already spreading her pussy with her tongue as her arms wrapped around the backs of Riley's thighs to lock her in place and begin ravenously eating her out in the kitchen.

"N-Nao!" Riley yelped as her hands dove down to grab and try to stop Naomi, with little success. After being teased all evening last night, at dinner, in the tub, in bed, and now with Naomi assaulting her so eagerly... "I-I'm still s-sen... hnn! I'm so sensitive! Please!"

Her pleas only earned her a muffled giggle from Naomi as the blonde gripped her legs even tighter and pushed down with both arms, popping Riley's knees forward and dropping her down so she had to scramble to quickly grab the countertop to prevent herself from just crumpling to the floor. The sudden drop put her even more in range of the crouching Naomi's aggressive tongue-bathing as she licked, lapped, and dipped deep inside Riley's dripping pussy. She coated Riley's cunt with saliva before reminding Riley just how nice it felt to not be belted up and it wasn't long before Riley was moaning in delight, her cries filling their new home.

"Nnn! Naomiiiiiiiiii!!!" Her voice goes shrill as she grinds forward, so close to release and desperate for it after being edged and denied several times last night thanks to the belt.

And all of her desperate grinding is denied again as Naomi stops and pulls her head and body back, smirking up at Riley and holding her thighs apart. Naomi's grip was preventing Riley from even pushing her legs together to get that last bit of pleasure and, helplessly, she tried to push her hips towards Naomi's face, desperately chasing her girlfriend's lips and get that last little push over the edge.

"No. No! Please, Nao-! You can't do this to meeee!" Riley pleaded as Naomi let her girlfriend throb and drip, soaked from saliva and her own leaking cunt juices before finally placing a palm on Riley's upper crotch and pushing her buttocks back against the kitchen island, denying Riley that release.

"Not yet, babe... I have something else I'd like you to try... and then you can have your release tonight." She teased, smirking as she slowly walks herself up Riley's body, two fingers dancing along as Riley huffs and whines.

"Whaaaat is it this time!? And tonight!? That's so loooong! I'm not... please don't make me do another belt thing... and my ass is so sore from that plug being in there for so long!" Riley whines, rubbing her bottom slightly as the mere mention of her un-plugged ass made it ache more. Naomi takes her by the shoulders, scoops a small nondescript bag off a stool by the kitchen island and walks her back to the bedroom.

"Don't you worry about that. You just go to the bathroom and do your business to get ready for work. When you're all freshened up, meet me on the bed. I promise it won't be that bad! And don't you go masturbating in the shower! That's cheating! I'll be listening!"

Riley wanted to protest, to refuse, to demand she be allowed to finish right now. But there was something to Naomi's voice, the force and control behind it that kind of excited Riley. She'd never seen her girlfriend be so assertive in this particular manner. Sure, they often fell into these sort of top and bottom roles through their relationship, but this was different. Maybe it was being alone in this new house that was making her so bold and commanding. So, instead of protesting for an orgasm after being eaten-out so vigorously, Riley pulled her shirt off and got totally nude and stepped into the shower. And instead of rubbing herself in the shower to sneak an orgasm on her own, she steps into the bedroom after drying off with her towel wrapped tightly around her torso and spots Naomi sitting on the bed and texting on her phone with that small bag beside her. As the blonde sees Riley enter, she locks her phone screen and sets it face-down on the bed and stands, snatching the bag and walking to Riley.

"There you go, hot stuff. Looking good." Naomi teases as she kisses Riley's cheek, one hand already starting to work at her towel and pry it open. "Didn't get all naughty in there, did you?"

Riley squirms in place, knowing full well she'd wanted to but had refrained per Naomi's instructions. "Nnno... not at all, Nao. Now... what... what is this thing you're using on me next?"

Naomi smiles a bit wider even as she digs into the back and draws out a crumple black blob. Riley doesn't have long to ponder what it could be before Naomi pinches the sides of it and gives the roughly ball-shaped item a quick flick and it unfurls to reveal a vaguely triangular shape made out of a glossy black material.

Riley's confusion and concern is palpable. "What... are these... are these panties? Are you... no... you're going to make me wear those to work, aren't you?"

Naomi laughs as she steps closer. "Something like that." The blonde presses her left hand onto Riley's groin and rubs slowly, feeling a little flinch from the ginger as she found the tufted bush of pubic hairs around Riley's pussy. Not unkempt, but certainly not cleanly-shaven. "We... should do something about all this though. Cute as it is that they match the drapes, I know you'd feel better smooth."

The naked girl glances away but felt a faint blush warming her cheeks as Naomi teased and tugged where she pleased. "Naomi! I'm not going to... to shave my hairs down there just so I can wear your stupid rubber panties! It's a one-time thing... so no need to get all extreme about it."

A quiet yelp escapes Riley as Naomi throws the panties with some force at her face, the black garment slapping over her eyes and sticking to her face as she reels back in surprise and peels it off of herself. Riley stares at the stretchy rubber in her hands and blushes as Naomi speaks up. "Oh re-lax! I know you'll enjoy it when you try it. Look, I already have the lube here for this. You probably won't need it, but it's nice to have for a first-timer. Just lay down on the bed and I'll help you put 'em on."

Almost immediately, the ginger awkwardly totters over to the bed. She hated how easy it was for Naomi to pester and convince her like this, but as the blonde stared her down, it only made Riley flush even brighter in the cheeks as she absently leaves her towel behind and sits on the bed, not really sure where to put her eyes as Naomi produces a bottle of latex-safe lubricant from the small bag and moves to face Riley. She stands between her dangling feet, putting one hand on her knee and starting to push gently, coaxing Riley to shift backwards on the bed until Naomi could crawl up after her on her knees and pin her on the covers. With Naomi kneeling between her legs, Riley anxiously holds up the panties for the blonde who just giggles and lifts Riley's legs straight up before resting her heels on either shoulder with golden hair draping over her feet.

"A-are you sure about this... I was a... I did what you asked... and I have to do more? I thought we got this house so we could... you know... together..."

Naomi giggles as she pours a bit of lube into her left palm and caps off the bottle, moving her hand down and rubbing it smoothly over Riley's groin as she held her girlfriend in a feet-up L-shape. "I know, I know. But you don't... have to do more, babe-" Naomi says as she draws her hand over Riley's soft pussy lips, coating them in the slick lube and putting most of her attention there and earning a moan from the ginger. "But I would like it if you did. Can you do that for me?"

"Hhhnnnn... okay..." Riley whines quietly but still nods and tries to relax. She lifts her lower end helpfully as Naomi slides her lubricated hands beneath her and finishes with a quick rub of her hands up Riley's legs. The blonde had just grabbed the panties again and was fitting them over Riley's feet when she felt a buzz beside her and looks over at Naomi's phone. Without thinking, and as Naomi had the panties at Riley's knees, the ginger reaches over and grabs the phone and flips it over to read who was texting Naomi and inform her when her eyes bug out a bit at the sender and message.

[Daddy Daniel: "Make sure it happens. Or I WILL. I'll be arriving soon."]

Riley freezes as she reads the text preview and spots Naomi catch sight of the phone over the black rubber panties stretched between her thighs.

Naomi froze for a moment until she saw Riley's slightly confused and concerned expression and reacted promptly with a harsh tone. "H-HEY! No!" Naomi slaps Riley's thigh, making the girl squeak before she grabs Riley's right leg and pushes her sideways, rolling her onto her side and snatching the phone away. "Don't you know it's rude to look at people's phones!?" She barks, clutching her phone to her chest for a moment before realizing what it must look like to Riley. She sucks in a breath and stuffs her phone into her jeans pocket and forces a smile. "A-after all, bad girls who snoop through phones... they get punished, r-right?" She says, trying to play it off as Riley nervously agrees.

"A-ahm... right? Who... what does that... I'm sorry, Nao, I shouldn't have looked!" Riley mumbles back, trying to soothe her girlfriend and avoid a fight but the questions and tensions were building.

"No, it's my fault for yelling. You were curious, that's all." The blonde says as she puts a hand under Riley's waist and lifts, rolling the ginger onto her stomach with the rubber panties sitting just beneath her buttocks. But instead of immediately pulling them up and over Riley's glistening, lubricated ass, Naomi rubs her hands over her buttocks teasingly in smooth circles. "But before you ask... the... the whole daddy thing, it's just a... it's a work joke! Because he's like, our boss there and everyone kind of looks up to him. See?"

Her voice was unconvincing at best but Riley wanted to trust her girlfriend. "Right... yeah, that kinda makes sense. But... what did he mean by-"

SPANK

"HYA! H-hey!"

SPANK

"Hush, Riley!" Naomi bleats out, having just spanked her girlfriend's lubricated ass twice and leaving a faint hand print on the second strike. "T-this is for snooping! You're going to take it and like it!"

SMACK

A sharp crack echoes in their bedroom as Naomi strikes again, causing Riley to yelp and plead in a high-pitched voice as Naomi holds her down and in place, rolled onto her stomach and her legs restrained by the latex panties at the top of her thighs. "Eek! A-alright, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Just stop-!"

SLAP

"Have we l-learned our lesson, Riley!? No!" Smack! "Snooping!" Smack! "In my phone!" SPANK!

"Y-yes! I won't snoop! I promise! I promise!"

Naomi stops the punishment, hand hovering over Riley's ass as she panted softly with Riley fighting back tears and sobs. She presses her hand into Riley's spanked cheek and feels her girlfriend flinch from the expectation of another slap. "Good... good girl, that's enough. Let's... stand you up and get these all the way on." Naomi says, her voice softening as she helps Riley roll over again and sit up, scooting off the bed until she stood at the foot of the bed with her hands clutched across her chest and gnawing on one knuckle. The blonde crouched down in front of Riley, starting to shimmy the latex panties up again when she spotted a pair of particularly wet patches on the insides of the ginger's thighs, right where her legs had been clenched together during the spanking; right beneath her pussy. Naomi slips the rubber up and over her girlfriend's pussy, the tight latex hugging her close and as Naomi pushed and smoothed the garment out it left almost nothing to the imagination as it acted like a second skin over Riley's groin and detailed every feature of her pussy.

Leaning forward, the kneeling Naomi places a soft kiss on Riley's newly-covered latex pussy and stands, smiling as she puts another on Riley's other set of lips. "Very good girl. Why don't you tidy up here and I'll go finish putting away the groceries. Daniel wanted to come by today and help me with the final stuff about the house. Paperwork and stuff. He'll be here soon, he's so helpful. I'll be in the kitchen!"

Naomi vanishes from the bedroom in a hurry and Riley is left panting quietly as she sits back down on the bed and lets her hands drift down to her groin. She tentatively touches and tugs on her new panties and pulls them outward with a sharp snap as she lets them go.

Mmph... okay, these are... they're kind of nice. I could get used to them. But only because Naomi said so!

Riley makes her way back into the closet and picks out some of her usual gym receptionist wear. She gets a purple sports bra on, throws a loose black and grey tank top over it, and reaches for a pair of black fitted shorts when she freezes, looking down at her latex panties. Already, she'd almost forgotten they were there but for the faint press all around her waist.

These aren't even going to register under these shorts... nobody's gonna know you're even wearing panties they're so tight... wuff.

Shivering slightly at the faint naughtiness of her undergarments, Riley eagerly pulls on her gym shorts and feels a tingle up her spine as something felt different in these latex panties. The sort of feeling that she shouldn't be wearing them in public but was, and more importantly because Naomi told her to. She fixes her hair into a loose hair band and pulls on some socks before grabbing her comfortable running shoes and heads for the kitchen where she hears a pair of voices conversing, echoing down the hall unintelligibly.

She comes to a sudden halt as she rounds the corner and looks into the kitchen to find Naomi and Daniel speaking freely, the blonde still putting away the last of the groceries and seeming very bubbly as the man stood by the counter. Even as she went unnoticed by the pair, Riley felt captivated by Daniel. He had some sort of odd electricity about him, and his height and voice helped him command attention. But as she forced herself forwards, Naomi gave her away with a smile and welcome but Riley felt her enthusiasm was less-so than the attention she gave Daniel.

"Riley! Daniel got here early, as you can see... I didn't want to bother you so I told him to be here after you left so I could handle things-" Naomi says as she goes around the counter, carrying something that she presses into Riley's hands. She leans close and whispers, but Riley was pretty sure Daniel could have heard her. "You... forgot this here... just, get it out of here for now."

Naomi glances down and Riley realizes she was holding her discarded chastity belt, the plug cold to the touch after being out of her for a while. It looked like Naomi had washed it off since it came out of her.

She snaps her eyes up and blushes red at Naomi for giving her such an incriminating item. "Y-yeah! I'll... I'll just take it with me. Have aaaaahh, have a good day!" She stammers out but before she could turn and run for the front door, she happens to lock eyes with Daniel and he smiles.

"Ah, miss Emmaline. Good to see you again. Settling in nicely?" He asks with that rich, smooth tone of his. He sounded so sure of himself and as he leaned against the counter, tall, rich brown hair, confident expression, Riley found it hard not to be intimidated at least a little bit.

"Ah! Y-yes, sir. It's been a lovely house and we're enjoying it a lot!" She replies hastily, stuffing the chastity belt behind herself to keep it out of view. She felt like a child trying to hide a toy she wasn't supposed to have. She figured, at 23 and compared to his probably late 30s she was sort of a child and she was definitely not supposed to have this toy!

Daniel seems pleased with her answer, rewarding her with a nod. "Good girl. Go on now. I came to see Naomi, she and I have some business things to discuss. But I'm glad to see you're settling in nicely."

Riley's blush only reddens as he calls her a good girl and she squeaks a quick response. "Thank you, ssssir! Naomi-I-have-to-go-work-bye!" Rapidly, she dashes out of the house and into her car, having snatched her work bag with her wallet and slams the car door behind her, breathing fast with her heart racing. She flinches when she feels a curious, warm, wet trickling in the seat of her rubber panties and she cautiously pulls her shorts and panties open to see her black latex panties soaked with her own pussy juices, leaving her to squirm in her seat for the entire drive to work as she thought about the morning...