Dad had just picked me up from Mom’s house. My divorced parents had a week on, week off schedule, which worked for them, but not for me. Besides the fact that I couldn’t drive, my dad is a fucking psychopath. He makes me dress up like a baby boy, with ninja turtle shirts and underoos with Spider-Man on them. Thankfully, I’ve “grown” enough to not wear a diaper anymore. That was fucking humiliating. But now it’s gotten worse.
He’s locked me up in chastity. He did it while I was sleeping, and even though I’m a heavy sleeper, I would think someone fondling my genitals would wake me up. It unfortunately didn’t, and my dick hasn’t gotten hard in over a year. Well, of my accord. Dad cleans my own fuckin’ dick for me, and of course it gets hard. But then he applies a cold compress, and back in the cage it goes.
He has both keys to my cage, not even giving Mom one in case of emergency. And once we’re inside, I need to strip naked and show Dad that my cage is still on. Actually, I need to call him Daddy when we’re home together. It’s so fucking weird. Now, you might be wondering where all this stands, legally. I should have reported it to the police by now, right? Well, my father befits the psychopath moniker I gave him earlier. He coerced my mother and a psychologist into diagnosing me with strong delusions. All the local police know I’m not to be trusted, and Dad never takes me outside the local area. I keep trying to get through to Mom, but it seems like Dad has something to lord over her.
And we’re at my Dad’s house. I can’t even open the fucking door to exit, Dad making me sit in the back with the child lock. He opened the door for me and I followed him inside. Once the door was shut and locked, Dad announced, “You know the drill.” I did, unfortunately. I started with my shoes and socks, which was quickly followed by my underwear and pants. Dad liked to check I was still in chastity the fastest, and taking off my shirt would take precious seconds away from knowing.
As I was taking off my blue shirt, I noticed the massive bulge in my dad’s underwear. He had stripped to just his socks and tighty-whities, and it was painfully clear he was erect.
To find out what happens next with this father/son duo, become my Patron! You get access to complete versions of hot stories, like this one, and NSFW pics to go along with them. $5 and above patrons also get private and personalized stories monthly!
from Tumblr https://ift.tt/2vbfISh