Another short self bondage story (this one is fictitious)

I stood on my back porch at night. It was 1:30 am, and all of the lights in the neighborhood were out. The door was closed behind me, but unlocked. I am a man, and was wearing a very short pink dress with a puffy petticoat that held the dress out to my sides, revealing the silk panties I was also wearing.

On my chest a bra containing a huge pair of fake boobs, and a blonde pigtail wig on my head. I had pink nylon stockings on and a pair of five inch spiked shoes, also pink. The shoes were a special pair I ordered which had locks on them making it impossible to remove them unless I retrieved the key which was inside.

I stood at attention with my hands on my hips, and enjoying the buzzing of the vibrator which was strapped around my cock, and tucked into my tight panties. I had shaved my legs and chest for this occasion, as well as put on a gaudy amount of makeup on my face. I had even written the word “bimbo” on my forehead in lipstick.

It was dark outside, and no one could see me very well even if they were awake. If it were daylight, there were a half dozen houses around me who’s occupants could have a clear view of me in my ridiculous sissy outfit.

The vibrator buzzed, and I could feel the first hints of the orgasm building. I gripped the pen sized device I had built which had a red button at the end.

As my orgasm got closer, I moved my thumb just to the tip of the button. The key now was to time this perfectly. I needed to push the button just a couple of seconds before I came. If I did that, the button would set off a series of events that would drastically heighten my orgasm, as well as make for a very panicked and interesting few minutes immediately after my orgasm.

If I waited until I started to cum, I would lose my nerve and not push the button, and nothing unusual would happen. I’d have a nice squirt into my panties, and go into my house thanking my lucky stars I’d chickened out.

I felt my penis start to have the glowing feeling it gets, and I decided to be adventurous and press the button now even though I may not cum for another ten or twenty seconds.

When I pressed the button, the device executed its commands. All of the doors and windows in my house (except the front door) locked. The back porch light right above me turned on, as well as every other light in the house and the front porch light.

I realized my plight, and that any of my back yard neighbors who were awake and near their windows would have a perfect and well illuminated view of me in my outfit. There was nothing I could do about this except walk to the front door which was even more exposed. Though I’d be a laughing stock and a pariah if they saw this, I wasn’t technically doing anything illegal, as no one but me could tell there was a vibrator buzzing away under my panties and I wasn't technically exposing myself.

I was so horny that I actually hoped the lights turning on would wake some of my neighbors up so they could see how pretty I looked. I even stood taller and smiled hugely out into the darkness of the back yard that I now couldn’t see from the spotlight of the porch.

I came, hard into my panties, almost doubling over in spasms of pleasure. I was heaven. Then immediately it was hell. What the fuck had I been thinking? The back yard neighbors could have possibly seen me, but at least there were only a few of them. The moment I went to my front yard, there would be at least a dozen houses with a perfect view of me. Not to mention the street that would have traffic even this late at night, and sometimes even insomniac walkers or bike riders.

There was nothing to do about it. If I wanted to get into my house, I’d have to run to the front yard and in thorough my front door. I had two flood lights illuminating the front yard, and the front porch light was on. It was brighter than a sports field during a night game, and I had to walk that gauntlet in my five inch heels which made it virtually impossible for me to hurry.

I crept around the side yard in relative darkness, and peeked out to my front lawn and the street. Everything looked ok, except there was a car parked right in front of my house which I didn’t recognize. It was probably just paranoia, but I swore I could see a person sitting in the driver’s seat. It was too dark though. I stood there for a long time deciding what to do.

My feet were starting to kill me, and the buzzing vibrator was driving my over sensitive cock insane. I didn’t dare reach inside my panties to turn it off because if anyone was watching, it would look like masturbating and that WOULD get me arrested. I made the quickest dash for it I could to my front door. An eternity later after walking through a virtual field of spotlights in this sissy outfit, I got to the door and turned the nob. It was locked!

Oh my god, I’d forgotten that I had programmed it to lock also. I’d hidden the key in my mailbox which was at the very far end of my front lawn. I didn’t have the will to think about it, I just teetered off towards the mailbox as fast as I could, and grabbed the key. As I walked back, I looked again at the strange car, now that I wasn’t in the light, I could see that what had looked like someone sitting in the driver’s seat, was someone sitting in the driver’s seat. It was a woman, and she was watching me with a smirk on her face.

I realized I could see her face because a light was illuminating it. Not just any light. It was a cell phone. She was filming me.

The End?

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