Novel & Cerita Chastity Cage

Lounging there, I'd have a perfect view. The chaise was slip-covered in soft white cotton - I assumed so it could be completely cleaned between each use of the room. I moved over to the cabinet and helped myself to a small silver vibrator, which I unwrapped while I watched Ty use the same cuffs to strap Kaz's arms to the upper crossbars of the giant wooden X that was the St. Andrew's Cross. Another pair from the cabinet secured his ankles, leaving him spread-eagled against the wooden structure. His wide-legged stance took a couple inches off his height, putting his ass right at the level of Ty's cock. "Have you ever seen anything so gorgeous, Dani?" Ty asked as he stepped back and rolled a c

EJ asked, cutting Brandon off. “The dark room was Anton's BDSM room. It's the only room where he would do anything sexual. He had so much crap in there. Things to tie you down, things to tie your legs open. Gags, blinds, crops, whips, and flogs. Butt plugs galore, nipple clamps, cock cages, Chastities that push your dick in and lock it up tight. He'd make the twinks walk around all day wearing those with a sound pushed into their prostate. The walls were full of that shit! Every sexual device made, Anton had…

Soon enough, she would discover that she was right. In the far corner was a motorcycle lift that had been modified with cuffs and straps. In the opposite corner was a spanking bench and prayer bench. Both of these intrigued her. Between these were two Saint Andrew’s crosses. One was wooden with padding, while the other was metal and no padding. Along the wall opposite the bed was a convertible sex chair, a sex swing and a hook attached to a wench.

Ansel pulled out a transparent plastic bag that contained their wedding rings and Bastian's watch. "No way!" screamed Renata until she lost consciousness. "Renata!" ***

I couldn't help but feel embarrassed as his intense gaze continued to explore my body. After a moment, he tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his piercing blue eyes. I felt heat coursing through my veins, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. Unable to hold his gaze, I lowered my eyes, struggling to understand the strange sensations he ignited within me. I was supposed to despise this man who had kidnapped and threatened me into marriage. I shouldn't allow him to touch me or enjoy his caresses. And yet, here I was, my body responding to his in ways I couldn't control. This ruthless man had not only imprisoned me, but he had also caged my heart, my desires, and my very being.

Feeling guilty, I found myself asking Fryster a deep question. Fryster seemed confused and he hesitated for a few seconds but probably because he saw the look on my face, he let out a deep breath and moved closer, "Alpha Xavier hates it when women touch him. He always stays away from them and only when acting does he permit them to touch him. I even heard from the earliest secretary that he is still a virgin!" He explained and my eyes widened.

Tears fell from my eyes as my lips parted, begging for more. Xavier chuckled, but his movement remained steady. "We can't risk the child. We can only do this much." He explained in a coaxing tone. I nodded, understanding him. "Then, add a finger more," I ordered. Xavier nodded and did as told. With that, the pleasure skyrocketed, and I moaned shamelessly until I was out of breath. Xavier removed his fingers, and I lay limply in bed, unable to muster any strength to beg for more.

More than that, Bella was her friend. Those men took their clothes off and reached for the camera which was on the nearby table as Casey already had arranged everything for that video that she ordered specially. Bethany and Danny both had no idea what was going to happen with Bella because Bethany’s room was locked from the outside. Even the room had a kind of white substance that only Casey knew. She prepared gifts for the three of them individually, so that no one would interfere with the other. “This chick is hot. Who will start first?” one of them said and grinned. Their eyes hold lust as they were gazing and commenting on Bella.

Stella was persistent, she wants to know where I was last night. She has her hand on her waist ready to hear me speak and I didn't give any indication that I'd speak She pouted " really? You won't say anything ?" I rolled my eyes " I was upstairs where else ?" She shook her head at me " but why didn't I see you. When I got upstairs, all the rooms were occupied with people having sex except you are among them " She got me right there " I don't know what you're talking about "

“It’s called pacing.” “It’s called mentally climbing that man like a tree,” Tess corrected, nodding toward the far side of the room where the cage loomed. Heat exploded across my face, turning my ears bright, burning red. “Oh my God.” Tess grinned. She was completely unbothered by my suffering as she leaned her elbows against the sticky counter. “Honey, the entire cage room saw whatever the hell that was between you two.” I grabbed a fresh towel and began wiping down the stainless steel counter with aggressive, frantic strokes. “There is no whatever the hell.”