Chastity Cage Novels & Stories

the whole shelf was decorated with Bondage rope , Spreader bars and yokes ,Collars , Anal hook , arm binder , Gags , bondage tape , Ankle Cuffs , Floggers , whips , paddles , canes , cat suit , chastity belts , Nipple Clamps , Pussy pumper. He took the red hanky and blindfolded her...she shook at his sudden blindfolding ....she said "Hey....darling what aaaaaah" ...she screamed because she felt a sudden force on her body....he threw her in bed with a force because she was calling him darling continuously ....

They came quickly quietly clinging to each other. The afternoon brought another meeting in the secure file room on the twenty-second floor. Rowan took Alex against a shelf, deep drawing out every sensation. Alexs legs wrapped around Rowans waist their mouths fused together to swallow every moan. The possessive tension peaked as Rowan marked Alexs shoulder with his teeth a claim hidden under fabric.

One became two, two became four, and as I kept touching the rough surfaces, I grew accustomed to them. I began to understand how to balance them, and the second game turned into a long match. I wasn’t bad at dominoes to begin with. We moved from the kitchen to the doorway, stretching into the narrow hallway. I was so focused that I even forgot about the noisy vibrator in my ass. That was my downfall. The hallway was absurdly narrow for two adult men to brush past each other, and my legs were each shackled with over 10 kilograms. There was also a wire attached to my ass.

She looked confused, and looked to Gamma Peter. “What’s going on Peter?” Naomi asked. “What’s going on is that Chastity is burning the whips, and silver handcuffs used to brutalize her for years.” Gamma Peter stated. “What whip….oh.” Naomi stated quietly. “You knew about these items?” Gamma Peter asked. “Of course I did. Aurora said she felt we all should have our own to discipline the Om…I mean Chastity so she brought them.” “So you knew about this, but never told us about it?”

Jax’s world stopped. There, standing by the fire, was the "Porcelain Boy." But he wasn't hidden under a hoodie anymore. He was standing there in a cream suit that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Jax’s eyes immediately dropped to Milo’s hips—the wide, soft curves he had felt under his hands in the rain. He saw the way the trousers hugged his "bouncy" rear. He saw the "feminine" face, the fluffy brown hair, and those big, terrified doe eyes that were currently staring back at him in total shock.

His tiny caged cock, locked in a pink steel chastity cage for four straight months now, leaked constantly whenever she even whispered about her plans. It was Cindy’s 29th birthday. She had rented out the entire top floor of an exclusive rooftop club in Manhattan that catered to the city’s most discreet high-end swingers and kink community. The venue had a glass-walled penthouse suite overlooking the skyline, complete with a large circular bed platform in the center, multiple couches, a fully stocked bar, and a raised stage area with spotlights.

He then excitedly led her to the banquet hall. On the huge screen under the dome, many photos of her appeared. Outside, fireworks exploded with loud bangs, quietly blooming just beyond the large windows. Pink lilies lined the path, piled into the shapes of bears and made into flower baskets, decorating every corner of the banquet hall. In the open space, there were over a dozen stands, each displaying the titles of her works. Jamie knelt in front of Melanie on one knee. "Will you marry me, Mel?"

I recognized anal plugs, nipple clamps, a nipple suction tube, feathers, and different types of handcuffs with different types of textures. To the right side of the bed was a full-length mirror, just like the one I had seen when I entered the room. On the foot of the mirror was a Sybian. I looked right into the mirror and saw a black St. Andrew's cross behind me. It had leather cuffs on every end of it. Right in front of the St. Andrew's cross was a black tantric chair. Above the fireplace was a black rack that had mannequin heads. The mannequin heads had different kinds of ball gags. On the right side of the rack and next to the St. Andrew's cross was a space dedicated to all types of flogg

The humiliation mixed with pleasure had me completely broken. As evening approached Sam whispered something to Lily who nodded excitedly. "We are going to take this to the next level tonight," Sam announced. "Lily brought some toys of her own. And tomorrow at the family barbecue with extended relatives you are going to wear a remote controlled vibrating plug the entire time while I control it from my phone." Lily smiled and pulled out a larger vibrating plug and a chastity cage. "I cannot wait to see him squirming in front of everyone." They locked the chastity cage on my spent cock and inserted the new vibrating plug. Sam turne

Miriam got on all fours and awaited penetration from Roy's penis that inevitably, and here's that word again, disappointed. While she endured Roy's less than appealing dick rooting around inside her vagina, Miriam began to fantasize. She pictured the right, honorable, Pastor Roy Hasselback bound naked to a chair, with a butt plug up his ass. A big one. Miriam knew what a butt plug was, her friend Sandy Lesko sold them in her shop. Sandy also sold plastic chastity cages; little cages to encase a man's cock and balls. Perhaps Pastor Self -Importance should be wearing one.