Chastity Cage Novels & Stories

He hushed in her ears after tying her legs too. He opened his pant's zipper, Meanwhile, kashvi shook her head left to right vigorously as no. To save herself from coming terror she even crawls backwards by dragging her back upward. Seeing kashvi is trying to escape from him he gives the last stroke to his length to make it stood high showing its hard erection. He bent down and sit on his knees caging Kashvi's tied legs in the middle of his thighs. he pulled her legs down which was trying to curl up.

She was his captive, his asset, but in the heat of his embrace, she knew she held absolute dominion over the beast. Dominic groaned deeply, his hands sliding down her back, tearing at the hem of her cashmere sweater as he lifted her plush frame effortlessly onto the edge of the sleek, dark marble console table, parting her thighs to press his rigid, burning lower body flat against her core. The explicit, high-stakes heat in the room spiked to a fever pitch, the crackle of the fireplace completely drowned out by the sound of their ragged, shallow breathing. "You are my cage, Vivian," Dominic whispered against her throat, his teeth biting lightly into her skin, leaving a possessive mark that c

Marcia said. "She made me wear a cock cage, controlled my orgasms, fucked me in the ass with a strap-on," Sam said. "Made me wear a collar and cuffs, led me around with a leash, whipped my privates. Pretty much everything she'd ever had to do as a slave, I had to do except suck cocks." "What's a cock cage?" Shasta asked. "We could show you a website photo," Marcia said. "But I still have the equipment. I could get it for you."

"Those are cock cages. They prevent the slave from having an erection without suffering a great deal of pain. It would be similar to a chastity belt for females." I winced, imagining Master's magnificent cock trapped in one of those contraptions. Master winced as well. I noticed more female owners of male slaves kept their cocks in cages than male owners. I supposed the female owners didn't want their slaves sticking their cocks in anything they didn't want them to.

I signed beneath it with a firm hand and drop of blood of my own, then sealed the moment with a deep kiss. I locked the new custom steel chastity cage around her smooth pussy. The metal was cold and heavy, the integrated shock module ready for training. She gasped at the finality of the click. “Stand up.” I led her to the reinforced hook I had discreetly installed in the ceiling weeks ago. The heavy leather sleep sack waited nearby. I guided her inside it, zipping her body in tightly until only her flushed face remained visible. Thick straps connected to the ceiling rig. Slowly, I winched her up until she hung suspended in the center of our bedroom, swaying ge

I'm going to fit in determinedly because this place is not for the tamed. People are gathered around a statue of a woman with big breasts, tiny waist and big hips. A tiny scarf was tied around her pubic area. Some girls jump on it and pose with their mouths close to her tits. Some put their hands in between her legs while posing for pictures. They laugh crazily while molesting the poor statue. One squats and poses like her mouth is on the woman’s private part. They laugh some more. ‘’ You have not done that before,’’ someone says, taking a spot beside me. It is the girl that owns a lantern store.

His fingers crept up her inner thigh to where she wanted him most. Chastity gasped as her eyes opened to the ceiling. It was a dream. Another dream about him. She shot upward. “Oh, God,” she croaked desperately. “Help me. Please, help me.” **** Chastity had gotent dressed and went to the chapel, where the ceremony was going to take place tomorrow. She looked around with her blue winter cape draped around her – the hood still on her head. She dropped to her knees with rosary in hand.

It felt lewd just to hold it in her hands. She worked out the chastity belt. It was how Heath had described, like pulling on underwear, with a strap like a g-string connected to a belt that went around her waist. Both were adjustable by buckle. Most disturbingly, there was a chain with a padlock that would prevent the removal of the device once it was buckled in place. “We will be late to class,” he observed. She was panting with stress, and yet, somewhere behind the panicked embarrassment and resentment… she was turned on.

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When only his tip was inside she moaned senselessly . " Ahhhhhh" Magnus gritted his teeth and scrunched his nose as he sensed the tension inside her . Having no casual sex with him these days made her more tightened . He was barely controlling to forcefully shove him inside . He gave her time to adjust as she take him little by little .