It wasn't until years later that the Internet led me to numerous sites that both showed male chastity belts and offered them for sale.I indulged mysel... as much as possible without getting caught, although my mother noticed things in her drawers mussed several times and questioned me. I'm sure she suspected and probably knew for sure I'd been in her things.When I went away to college, dorm life made any use of corsets or female underwear impossible. My younger sister was getting my old bedroom. Their robes flashed with deep colors, of crimson and majestic purple, of dark blues and rich golds. My world spun and then I was deposited on the dusty ground, lowered gently, but with disdain. Immediately I curled up into a ball, my body instinctively working to protect itself from the surrounding villains. But then they turned, leaving me to my misery, to my shaking pity.I was left to rest. How long I do not know, but it seemed only minutes before Pontius once more came for me. Two other. She had done what she needed to do, which is to thrash me until I know I have been naughty and beyond. Once that lesson has been taught then she doesn’t mind me sorting myself out. Not after a discipline spanking. The logic was there anyway. I slowly picked up my knickers and walked back to my bedroom, rubbing my bottom gingerly, still sobbing. I had to walk passed Mum’s room and as always she stood by her door with her arms folded, staring at me, shaking her head. Jennifer and Carla stood on. We lay there in each others' arms kissing and I began to carress and titillate her ample swollen tits. Pam's nipples and breasts were super sensitive and soon her nipples were hard again. Noticing that, I leaned down and locked my lips over her hard erect little left nipple, tugging on it firmly but gently with my lips and tongue."Honey, let me ride you and fuck your big hard cock this time," Pam pleaded. I didn't need any encouragement. I knew having Pam on my cock, riding me like a horny.