A Job In The Theatre

when Paula leaned down and pushed his limp penis through it and fastened the other part around the
base of his penis, behind his balls. She slipped a tiny lock through the clasp that held the two parts
together and locked it. Gary looked down to find his penis snuggly encapsulated within the clear
plastic device. There was a slit at the end so he could pee. Other than that, his penis was rendered
useless. He explored the device with his fingers, but could not feel his cock at all.
"Believe me baby, this is for your own enjoyment. You won't believe the orgasm you will have when
this comes off," she said slyly. The look on her face sold him completely. He turned back to the mirror
and continued with his eyeliner. This was all so wrong. He couldn't wait!
It didn't take Gary long to finish his face. Paula thought he did a wonderful job. She pulled the dark
wig out and pulled it into place. The dark hair color was in complete contrast with his natural blonde
hair. He looked so different. His critical eye knew just what to do. Gary adjusted it and brushed out
the bangs perfectly even over his eyes.
Then it hit him. This was not for the stage. This was for his personal enjoyment. He felt that familiar
tingle in his crotch. His cock began to swell, but couldn't. The device was preventing him from gaining
an erection. He instinctively grabbed himself, but all he could feel was the device. The more he
thought about it, the more his cock tried to grow. But it simply was not happening. He found the
mixed emotions flooding his mind intriguing. He wondered just how long it would be before the device
was removed. He turned to Paula and said, "I'm ready. What should I wear?"
"First things first girlfriend," she said pulling up an outrageous black lace bra. It was the same one
Sarah used on her that first day so long ago. Paula showed him the silicone breasts inserted in the
see-through cups with the slightly protruding nipples. Gary smiled as he slipped his arms through it
and Paula fastened it behind him.