When Kyle gets into a fight with his gorgeous roommate Ashley over their chore schedule, neither of them imagine where it will lead them. The thing is, Kyle has a secret, one he's been jealously guarding for years. And Ashley has a secret or two of her own, including her penchant for enforced male chastity. When secrets are exposed, power shifts, and soon Kyle finds himself in deep trouble.
'Kyle awoke groggily. He lay a moment with his eyes closed, rebooting his brain as he clawed his way back into consciousness. The first thing he felt was a deep inner groan of shame as he recollected the previous night, and Ashley’s humiliating discovery. The next thing he felt was a mysterious pressure as he tried to roll over in bed. His eyes sprang open, his pupils tightening against the light. In the featureless brightness that temporarily overwhelmed him as his eyes adjusted, he heard a familiar giggle. Ashley. She was above him, on top of him. He squirmed as her weight pinned him to the mattress. Her beautiful face appeared out of the indistinct yellow glow from the overhead light, her green eyes glowing between the tumbling curtains of her hair. Her teeth showed white against her lip as she smiled mischievously down at him, her hands flat on his bare chest. She looked incredible. It was early, too early for the sun to be up yet, but she was wearing more makeup than usual for a weekday. Kyle’s eyes traveled down her body, studying the soft, inviting flesh of her breasts that swelled above the pale pink bra trimmed with black lace that she wore. Her flat stomach drew two perpendicular lines down her body to meet the swell of her hips. Kyle could just see the front of the panties that matched her bra between her legs as her round, toned thighs held tightly to his sides. She straddled him, sitting on his stomach, her already impressive cleavage accentuated as her boobs were pushed together by her upper arms. She seemed very happy, almost giddy. Kyle blinked in confusion. “Good morning, roomie,†Ashley chuckled. “Bet you didn’t expect to wake up to this, did you? It’s ok, you can look. I’m not mad.†Kyle didn’t understand what was going on, but his body didn’t need to wait for understanding. His eyes devoured the sight before him, the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen in real life sitting on top of him in her underwear. And that’s when he felt it. A dull ache in his cock as it swelled in response to the vision of loveliness above him. Ashley’s blonde curls swayed as she looked back over her shoulder, and he heard that giggle again. He craned his neck to see past her, but her splayed knees blocked as view. As he reached for her, she seized his arms and used her body weight to pin his wrists to the bed above him. “Nuh-uh,†she admonished playfully. “You can look, but you can’t touch.â€'