Working with Trista Chapter 2

Day 3:

That morning I was awakened as my phone rang; Trista was calling me telling me it was time to get up. She said that she would be over shortly. I hoped it was to let me out of the chastity device. That moment couldn't come soon enough, and neither could I!

A few minutes later Trista knocked on my door. I opened it, and she was dressed in a pair of spandex shorts and a zip up workout vest. My cock tried to stiffen at the sight of her outfit. It didn't happen. She smiled and reached for my boxers. She fondled me, feeling the device, "I see you still have it on. Is it still working do you think?" she said will a bit of sarcasm in her voice.

It definitely was still working especially as I watched her in the skin tight outfit. She told me, "Well I have good news, because it's important to keep up your exercise routine I'm going to take off this device for your workout. But don't you dare think of cumming. Also, after the workout it goes back on each day. Sound good?"

At this point, I figured I'd best take this offer as I just wanted to get out of this thing, no matter how brief, and there was always the chance she'd change her mind. She kneeled down to unlock the device and immediately my cock sprang to life. It was fully hard in a matter of seconds just from being released.

"Ok go put on your tights," Trista said, "we're going to go work out."

I couldn't go like this I tried to explain to her, but she was insistent that we were going in just the tights and nothing more. Finally she said, "Ok, I've heard enough, today is the last day you're wearing black tights. I'm going to go shopping today and get you different colors, so your little hard cock will be even more noticeable." At that point I quit protesting, figuring I could only dig myself deeper into a hole.

The workout went as expected. I was hard almost the entire time, from my room, the elevator trip downstairs, throughout the workout, back up the elevator and back into my room. Watching Trista in her skin tight clothing certainly played a large part. By this time, my balls were aching and it wasn't even 10 am yet. I felt this could be a long day.