Chastity Cage Novels & Stories

Cage was all about making her pay for calling him a slave. “Please stop, stop you’re hurting me” Cage knew that she was weakened beyond her reach so she needed to rest. He cared less about her words and rammed her deep until he was approaching his climax. “Stare into my eyes while I fill you up and make you the woman that you desire to be” he grunted as his legs buckled, he held his cock in her pussy, after loads of his seed filled her up. “What if I get pregnant? I wanted your load in my mouth”

Her eyes were dark and commanding. “Inside,” she said softly. The moment the door closed, she pushed him against it and kissed him with bruising intensity. “Tonight I’m not just going to fuck you,” she whispered. “Tonight I’m going to offer you something real. Something permanent.” She led him to the bedroom and pushed him onto the bed. From a drawer, she pulled out a heavy, permanent metal chastity cage , thicker and more secure than anything he had worn before. “This is what I’m offering you,” she said, holding it up. “Permanent chastity. No more orgasms unless I allow it. Stricter protocols. Daily denial. Complete mental ownership. You would belong to me in

"No, Ma'am. I guess I thought I was done with sex unless Mistress took me back. This was a surprising development I was unprepared for." His cock began shrinking again. "What is that thing on his junk?" Wendy asked. "It's a cock cage, used to help control male slaves," I said. "Just as Dominants sometimes use chastity belts to control female slaves, cock cages are used to control males. This one is relatively benign. It only prevents him from getting an erection without suffering pain. Some have sharp points on the inside and there are some which have protrusions which are inserted into the urethra. Some dominants also pierce the genitals of their male slaves, in the cock, balls or both."

"Then it's a good thing I'm ready to finish purifying your sinful holes isn't it lut?" Chastity reached behind her as she rested her upper body on the table and spread her legs as far as they could. Then she grasped her ass cheeks and pulled them apart giving me a perfect view of her pink virgin star. "Oh YES MASTER! Please shove your Holy Staff up my last sinful hole and purify it with you righteous essence so I'm fit to carry your child."

When he finally goes limp, whimpering and panting, she gathers his cum and feeds it to him again. “Such a shame,” she sighs, reaching for the black resin chastity cage. “Two months this time, pet. Maybe then you’ll finally learn who this cock belongs to.” She leans down, placing a mocking little kiss on the tip of his spent cock. “See you in two months, toy.”

Tucked between the two crosses was a A-frame stand also housing more bdsm stuff. Beside the cross of Christ was a door and after the door was a wall lined up with bdsm tools. Gags, Bed restraint kits, Paddles in various bright colors, All sorts of cuffs, Nipple clamps on chained, Blindfolds and more. In the very middle of the room that appears to be as big as the walk in closet, sat a black leather sex bench that looked super comfy with a detachable head rest.

*She belongs to us now…* *You opened the door…* *Watch.* Visions flashed across the mirror’s surface: Lila on her knees, surrounded by shadow figures with really massive cocks with unnatural lengths, and her belly swollen with cum, and eyes rolled back in pure demonic bliss. Marcus screamed and dropped to his knees. The mirror stayed perfectly upright. Lila walked out of the bathroom completely dry, smiling. She was holding thick black leather cuffs, a heavy metal collar, and a spiked chastity cage that definitely hadn’t been in the house before.

He already had experienced it, but the shorter the cage was, the more his arousal was internal. Once in his cell, Alex turned to him and looked at him: "Would you like to eat my pussy?" "Err, you don't wear your chastity belt?" he asked. While she removed her skirt, he realized that she had kept it while showering him. She was bare below the leather thing. She sat on his mattress and spread her legs. He began to water. He had enjoyed Alex's pussy when he was a guard. He wondered what kind of test she was making. Perhaps she wanted to know if he would have an erection. The chastity cage was small for sure. He kneeled and began to bow toward the wet clit. He fel

Like her, he didn't wear anything to add scent to his body, so it was just Cage. "You need help with that? Those clasps were designed in the Victorian era to never be opened." "Yeah, I should probably practice where I can see it before I try it on a real, gorgeous woman again." "I still struggle sometimes myself," Kota blatantly lied as she reached behind her and unhooked it with a finger and thumb. "Right, that was a real struggle, show off," Cage laughed and slid the straps down her arms and let it fall to the floor. "I think it's going to feel so good when you rub your dick on my pussy," Kota explained her plan for today while she worked on Cage's belt and zipper, then pushed his pants an

Zara's POV The heavy iron padlock did not want to turn. It was a rusted, stubborn chunk of metal that had sat exposed to the brutal northern New Jersey humidity for six agonizing months, guarding a hollowed-out grave. I stood on the cracked, unyielding sidewalk of Halsey Street, the sharp glare of the morning sun cutting directly across the neon-orange "CONDEMNED" sign carelessly taped over the splintered plywood door. My hands, finally free of their sterile hospital bandages but still vividly mapping the faint, white, jagged scars of the Mirror Chamber, felt frustratingly clumsy as I fought the stiff mechanism. The key ground against the frozen tumblers, refusing to give.