New Neighbour Pt. 15

I was going back to university in a couple of days. I wasn't nervous but I certainly felt a degree of apprehension. Alexis wouldn't be there which would leave a pretty big hole in my university life.

Something that was also playing on my mind was that I knew there were a few girls who had an interest in me. I had told one of them about Louise but then I had got together with Alexis so it probably didn't look like I was spoken for. I guess it would be the same as the first term, I would politely rebuff any interest. It had been a minor miracle to find someone like Alexis. The chances of finding another girl like her were astronomical and anyway, the three people in a relationship thing would always be very tricky.

I had plenty to do before I went away, and Ma'am was busy sorting out a bit of freelance work she had taken on so we didn't see much of each other before I left.

We said our farewells and almost before I knew it, I was back in my room in the halls of residence. I got up to speed with my schedule for the term and made sure I was ready for my first lecture tomorrow. Then I sat there wondering what to next. I might as well go to the bar and see who was around.

I found a couple of mates and we got pretty drunk. I told them about Alexis, not the whole story obviously. I got a little sympathy but mostly they gave me the plenty more fish in the sea line. I had to smile, if only they knew.

I didn't feel particularly bright during my lecture but I found myself in the bar again later and again I got quite drunk again. The next couple of weeks followed a similar pattern, I wasn't in the bar every night but more often than not.

Then I got an email from Ma'am. I had completely forgotten that she still had access to my computer. Basically it was a warning shot. She had noticed that I was slacking. I was reminded of the promises I had made about always doing my best. She understood that I was feeling a bit down with Alexis being absent but that was no excuse.

I was told in no uncertain to buck my ideas up. Not for her sake, but for mine. However there was a veiled threat, Ma'am would not be impressed if I continued to under perform.

I sat back in my chair. I felt a brief flash of anger, it took me by surprise. I took a breath, Ma'am was only trying to look after me. I felt slightly ashamed at my response and thought back to the last couple of weeks.

Basically I had been drowning my sorrows. I missed Alexis but I had very little to be upset about. I remembered how content and happy I had been over new year. I had been so pleased by Ma'am's contract and the commitment it showed. I had repaid her by behaving like a sulky teenager.

It was time to sort myself out. I put on my exercise kit and went for a long run to clear my head. I showered and composed an email to Ma'am. I apologised and thanked her for her concern. I also assured her that I was getting my act together.

I felt better. I had been a little bit stupid, but there was no harm done. I would make Ma'am proud again. We were going to Antigua in a few weeks, in fact Ma'am was off in two weeks. I would make sure that she had nothing to worry about while she was there, and when I arrived we could have an amazing time.

I was true to my word. I worked hard at my studies and released my excess energy by doing a lot of exercise. I went running three times a week and went to the gym three times too. I laughed at myself when it occurred to me that I was getting beach ready.

I hadn't been over weight to start with but the sudden burst of activity just honed everything a little. The weight training added a bit of muscles mass, I checked myself out and thought I was looking pretty hot.

I went to the bar a couple of times but I made sure that I didn't get drunk, and the day after these visits I did a little extra on the road or in the gym as payback. All in all I was feeling good again and I was very excited about my trip.

Ma'am had sent me a long email about where to go and what to do. Her friends had a key to my cage and had a suitable plastic replacement for the journey. They also had a suitcase of stuff for me. I was told to bring a small rucksack for the journey, Ma'am had organised everything else for me. I was also told to get to the airport with a lot of time to spare. I smiled, she just loved control, no matter what the situation.

I arrived at her friend's house early in the morning. They were polite but very business like. I was in and out in under ten minutes. My cage was removed and a plastic one, with a numbered tag was put on. It was odd being able to see my whole cock through the clear plastic. I didn't like the cage but it was only going to be on until I arrived at the hotel. My real cage went in the suitcase which was then padlocked.

As ordered, I was at the airport well over two hours before my flight. I bought a magazine and a sandwich and went to customs. I followed the instructions and removed my shoes and belt, I rummaged through my pockets and took the small change out before placing everything in the plastic tray with my rucksack and phone. They went through the X Ray machine as I walked through the metal detector.

There was a beep and the officer asked me to go through again. Again it beeped, I wasn't too concerned as the same thing had happened to a couple of people in front of me. I held my arms out and the officer ran a portable detector over my body. It beeped as it went over my groin, now I became concerned. The device was plastic, it didn't have a metal hinge or anything. I went slightly red.

"Stand over here please Sir."

I moved to where he pointed and waited, what was going on? I saw two customs officials approach, one massive man who would have given Steven a run for his money, and a petite woman who was leading the way.

"Come with us please Sir."

They led me away, down a corridor and into a room. I was getting seriously worried now. What the hell was going on?

The room had a table with a box on it, but no chairs and no windows. The woman did the talking.

"Where are you going Sir?"

"Antigua."

"Business or pleasure?"

"Pleasure, I'm meeting my girlfriend there."

She raised an eyebrow.

"Girlfriend?"

What did she mean by that?

"Yes. My girlfriend. What's this about?"

"Take your clothes off Sir. We need to perform a proper search. You set off both the detectors."

"What?" I was starting to get angry. The huge male officer took a step towards me.

"Sir, I strongly advise you to comply with my colleague's suggestion."

What the fuck?

"OK, OK."

I stripped down to my boxers and stopped, desperately hoping that would be enough.

"There has been an increase in drug trafficking from Antigua recently. We are on high alert for unusual passengers Sir. Your story doesn't ring true.

I looked back at her.

"What story? I haven't told you a story. I've told you the truth. I'm visiting my girlfriend."

She ignored this.

"I said strip Sir."

I really didn't want to pull my boxers down. I just stood there. The man moved to my side and the woman nodded.

"He is clearly resisting."

He produced a pair of handcuffs.

"Hands behind your back Sir."

This had escalated way too far now, but you just don't mess with customs people.

The man slipped a handcuff over one wrist and quickly had it locked on the other. Without warning he pulled my boxers down around my ankles and walked back behind the woman. I was beetroot red. She just stared. The silence was deafening.

She looked at the man.

"Search his clothes, I'll do him."

From the box she produced a pair of latex gloves and began to run them over my naked body. Quite where she thought I was hiding anything was anybodies guess. She then examined the chastity device at some length.

I closed my eyes as to my eternal shame I began to stiffen.

"That's a unusual reaction Sir."

I mumbled a sorry.

There was a knock on the door, the man went outside and returned with my suitcase.

"I can't find a key anywhere."

The woman looked at me.

"Where's the key Sir?"

This wasn't going to sound good.

"I don't have it. My girlfriend has it."

"You don't have the key to your own suitcase Sir?"

"No."

"What's in there Sir?"

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

"I don't know."

I was in serious trouble here, no key and no idea what is in my own suitcase. It sounded awful.

I watched with fearful trepidation as the man expertly picked the lock. Clothes, just some clothes. I exhaled, I hadn't realised that I had been holding my breath. He removed some of the clothes and there was my chastity belt, lots of rope, my hood and lots of other kinky bits and bobs.

The man looked up.

"There doesn't appear to be any drugs but this is just odd."

"Indeed it is. There is only one place left to check. Approach the table, spread your legs and bend over please Sir."

Oh crap! There wasn't really much choice.

She retrieved some lube from the box and liberally covered her hand. I bent over and felt a pair of huge hands on my neck. They weren't squeezing but they weren't going to move.

I felt a finger, then another enter me.

"That was easy."

My face burned with embarrassment.

"I'm going to have to investigate thoroughly Sir."

She worked her other two fingers inside and began to push. She was petite, and fortunately so was her hand, before long and with a gasp of pain, she had her hand inside me.

"That was easy too. Are you sure you meant girlfriend Sir?"

How red could I get? I could feel her hand moving around inside me. She moved her fingers, it was the weirdest sensation.

"He seems clean, but I might be able to find something if I loosen him up a little."

She made a fist and slowly started to fuck me. I could feel her wrist sliding in and out while she twisted her hand and moved her fingers. I rapidly got hard in my plastic cage, very hard.

"Another unusual reaction, there's something strange going on here."

She pushed her hand painfully deep and I moaned.

"Sir, are you concealing any drugs internally?"

"No Miss, I'm not. I promise."

"I believe you Sir. Sorry for any inconvenience."

She quickly pulled her hand out and wiped me clean.

"Put your clothes back on Sir and enjoy your holiday."

I was stunned, what the hell? For a second I thought about protesting. This was against my human rights, it was just wrong. But I glanced at the man and thought better of it. He put everything back in my suitcase as I got dressed. I just wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible.

They led me to the door and for some bizarre reason I thanked them. I had walked a couple of yards away when the woman called to me.

"Excuse me Sir. Sir!"

I turned around, what now?

"Please give our regards to Louise when you see her."

I must have looked a picture, they both burst out laughing and closed the door. Oh my god! I couldn't believe it. Ma'am had organised all of it. How? I shook my head, I'd ask her when I saw her. It was entirely possible that the big bloke knew Steven. Unbelievable! I had been petrified.

I went to the bar, had a drink and calmed down. I smile played around my lips. Nice one Ma'am, I thought, you got me good and proper. My flight was called and I boarded and found my seat. My head was still reeling as we took off. It was an eight hour flight and I realised that I should have brought a book with me.

We reached cruising altitude and the seat belt lights went out. A stewardess approached and leaned over to me.

"It's Tom, right?"

What now?

"Yes?"

"Could you come with me please Sir? I'll get your bag."

What was going on? Had Ma'am arranged for me to be tied to the bloody wing or something.

She took me to the front of the plane.

"You've been upgraded to first class Sir. Can I get you a glass of champagne?"

"Oh, yes please! Thank you."

Was there anything Ma'am couldn't arrange? I spent the rest of the flight being pampered something rotten. It was absolutely lovely. I even had a little sleep for a couple of hours.

Because of the time difference it was only early afternoon when I landed. I felt a little worried as I went through customs again but logically I realised that Ma'am probably didn't have any kinky contacts in Antigua's customs office.

In the arrivals area I saw someone holding a card with "TOM!" written on it. I walked up to him and asked him if Louise had sent him. She had so I jumped in the cab and just over an hour later I arrived at the hotel.

It was an amazing looking place, very grand in a colonial style. Naturally it was close to the beach and after making myself known at reception I was taken through spectacular grounds to one of the separate chalets. It was truly beautiful. The flowers, the palm trees, the smells and of course the beach. It was a fantasy, an exotic fantasy.

The bellhop, or waiter, I didn't even know what his title was, dropped my bags off and stood there. Shit! A tip, I didn't have any dollars. I looked at him and began to apologise but he coughed politely and looked at the table. There was a note from Ma'am and a ten dollar bill. She really did think of everything. A handed him the money and read the note.

"Hey baby! I hope you enjoyed your trip!"

She had drawn a big winking smiley face after that, I laughed.

"I'm probably on the beach or in the sea. Get your swimmers on and get down here. Walk to the beach and turn left. X"

My swimmers? All I had was the jeans I was wearing. I didn't have any trunks or anything else for that matter. I looked around, there they were. A pair of speedos. I could already tell that they were quite small. I laughed as I picked them up, yup, they were really quite small. A took my clothes off and slipped them on. I walked over to the mirror and had a look. They didn't leave much to the imagination.

Fortunately the plastic cage was made of one piece of plastic so it was smooth. The tag was hardly noticeable but there was a very noticeable outline. At first glance it would appear like I was just very well endowed but closer inspection would reveal what was I was actually wearing.

I shrugged, no one knows me, who cares? I was pleased that I had been working out though. My body looked good. I wandered off to the beach to find Ma'am. There weren't many people around, I guessed it was a private beach for hotel residents only. A hundred yards or so away I saw Ma'am relaxing on a sun lounger under a palm tree.

"May I get you something Ma'am? A drink perhaps?"

"Baby! You made it!"

She jumped up and gave me a big hug.

"Hey, how are you?"

She looked great, a week in the sun had given her a light tan and she just looked so relaxed. Her black bikini fitted beautifully, accentuating her curves.

"I'm good Ma'am. This place is amazing. Thank you so much."

"You're welcome my darling. How was your trip?"

I laughed, "more interesting than I expected. A couple of people send their regards to you and Steven."

She giggled.

"Sorry baby, I just couldn't resist. I knew Steven had a couple of connections at Heathrow."

She looked me up and down.

"Hey, look who has been going to the gym. Nice! Let's go back to the chalet and get you settled in."

Ma'am took me back and got my clothes out of the suitcase.

"Men, they never unpack."

She took the clothes I had been wearing away and presented me with my wardrobe for the week. There wasn't much but she explained that the hotel had a very efficient laundry service. There were a couple of short sleeved shirts, a couple of thin linen trousers and more swim wear. Before I had a chance to get hard she quickly removed the plastic cage and slipped my proper cage on. It felt heavy and secure, I liked it.

'Thank you Ma'am. That feels much better."

"Put your speedos back on."

"She stood back and smiled, "perfect baby. Take a look."

I walked over to the mirror. My metal cage was slightly bigger than the plastic so my crotch bulge was bigger too. The most noticeable difference was the outline. The bars were visible through the tight thin fabric, it would be obvious to anyone who looked.

"Excellent choice Ma'am."

"Thanks baby. As I said, this is an adult only resort and I'm pretty sure I saw another man in chastity yesterday. He was wearing fairly baggy shorts but they were clinging to him when he came out of the sea. I kept my eye on them and there was definitely a femdom vibe going on."

That made me feel slightly better but to be honest I didn't really care. I would have been mortified to walk around campus like this, but I was thousands of miles from home and no one knew either of us.

"Let's go for a swim, you can swim can't you?"

"Of course Ma'am. I swam for my school for a couple of years."

"Excellent!"

We ran hand in hand into the warm Caribbean water. It was crystal clear and just beautiful. The water was calm in the bay, just tiny little waves lapping onto the beach.

We chatted while slowly moving away from land. Ma'am pointed out a couple of small bouys that were just over a hundred yards from the beach.

"Don't go past them. That's where the shelter from the bay ends. It can get quite choppy and there are some fairly strong currents too apparently."

"OK, thanks Ma'am."

She wrapped her legs around me and gave me a big kiss.

"Good to see you baby."

"You too Ma'am, very good."

She pushed us apart and grinned.

"First to the beach gets an orgasm. Go!"

I was off like a scolded cat, this was an opportunity too good to miss. I put my head down and kicked furiously. Taking a breath, I caught a glimpse of Ma'am. She was a couple of yards behind and didn't seem to be trying very hard. I kept at it, head down and breathing every couple of strokes. Half way to the beach I suddenly realised that Ma'am was nearly at my side. A few strokes later she was ahead. I gave it everything but she just cruised effortlessly past me. There was no fuss, no bother, just a long elegant stroke that ate up the water. Ma'am had walked five yards up the beach before I finished. I was blowing hard, she hardly seemed to be breathing.

"Wow. You are full of surprises Ma'am. Good swim."

"Thanks baby. I went to the English schools trials when I was sixteen. I didn't make it and then other things became more important."

"So I never stood up chance then?"

She smiled broadly.

"Nope. Not then, not ever boy."

I could see a little glint I her eye, she wasn't talking just about swimming. I bowed my head slightly.

"No Ma'am, I don't. By the way, is it Ma'am or Louise while we're here?"

"Ma'am in private, Louise in public. I can't be bothered with answering potentially daft questions on holiday. But if I call you boy, then you call me Ma'am."

"Understood Ma'am."

We went back to our little patch under a palm tree and Ma'am picked up some suncream.

"Time to protect your lily white skin boy. Feet shoulder width apart."

She liberally spread the cream around, body first and then my legs. She deliberately took her time on my thighs, smoothing it in nice and slow. I'm not sure how often someone's inner thighs would get sunburned but there was no chance that mine would.

I knew that the metal in my cage wouldn't break, but I wasn't so sure about the material at the front of my speedos. Despite their tightness my cock was doing its best to stand straight out in front of me. Ma'am giggled.

"Pleased to see me baby?"

"Always Ma'am, it's been a long few weeks."

We pushed our loungers together and chatted for a bit. We were booked on a boat trip tomorrow. It was going to take us to a tiny cove that was only accessible by sea. They would provide lunch and a few other things. Apparently this cove had some of the best snorkeling on this side of the island. It sounded great.

Ma'am spotted a man dressed in white, he was the waiter for the beach. She beckoned him over and ordered a couple of long island ice teas.