Novel & Cerita Chastity Cage

“Keep it in until I say. You’re my cumdump now.” Hours blurred, floggings leaving welts like art, nipple torture with weights pulling clamps to elongation, forced orgasms via wand until she begged mercy. Dean collared her mid-scene: a thick leather band with a D-ring, embedded tracker, and engraved Dean Breed’s Eternal Slave. “Lock it,” he commanded, clicking the padlock shut. The weight felt right, permanent. Exhausted, he uncuffed her, carrying her to the cage. “Kneel and reflect on your submission.” She obeyed, caged and plugged, watching through bars as he stroked himself back to hardness. “Edge yourself for me, no cumming.”

My belly had started to show now that I was four months pregnant. I was carrying a few trash bags outside, waddling a little clumsily, when I suddenly heard a rustle. "Feeling guilty, are you? You turned around real quickly once you heard me coming." Damn it, it was Mom. It seemed that moving away was, in fact, the smart choice. Mom was still lurking around like a presence that was impossible to shake. "So, what trick did you pull to get Louis into bed with you? "You must be thrilled, now that you're finally pregnant. I mean, an ugly thing like you finally found someone who wants you."

Throwing it aside, I examine the inside of the carriage, which has been converted into a mini cell with shackles and cuffs hanging from the walls. "Disgusting," I growl, continuing to sweep the area until I find one small girl curled up in a corner watching me with a look of hatred. "What?" I demand, climbing in and kneeling in front of her. "You’re looking at me as if I killed your puppy." As I speak, I extend a claw and prepare to attempt to pop the lock on the cuff that clasps tightly around her wrist. "Stay back!" she snarls, baring her teeth. "Don’t touch me!"

this time as if getting out of her trance she said sternly and tried to remove his hands from her but the very next second he caught her hands with his one hand while the other was still carefully wrapped around her tummy. "I heard that orgasm can reduce period cramps. So you want an orgasm or cuddle with me?" His question was enough for that blushing girl to hide her head from him. There is no way she's going to let him do that and pushing him away will only end in the first option. Compared to the first one, the second one seemed more appealing to her and she laid there like a motionless body. She knows he's a man of words and he'll die before going back on his words, so why infuriate an a

The king's breath was warm against the back of Elowen's neck, his hold possessive even in sleep. Elowen had lain there until dawn, not sleeping, barely breathing, feeling the weight of the vial even though it was hidden across the room. Now he stood in the great hall, hands bound in iron chains. The chains were ceremonial more than practical. Elowen could shift out of them if he chose, could become fox and slip free in seconds. Everyone in the room knew it. The chains were a symbol, a statement. You are accused, restrained, and are less than human.

It was beautiful in the same unfair way he was. Then I saw the little box on his bedside table. Inside was a narrow black leather collar. On the inner side of the clasp, a tiny N had been engraved. I turned to him. Damian stood by the door, ears red in a way that did not suit a future family boss at all. "It is not a demand," he said quickly. "It's because you said I had self-awareness." I tried not to laugh. "And?" He came to me and dropped to one knee.

With Aaron excusing him aside to receive the call, the lady still continued with her display session. "It's cage, halter, padded, bridal and transparent." The lady said, before resumed. "Looking at you, I will tell that you are newly married. So I would prefer you that transparent one. It looks sexy, perfect size, your husband will surely be satisfied looking at you in it," the lady wink and merely chuckled, turning back to Kathy and advising in a faint tone. Kathy: "..." She clumsily grinned at the woman and looked at Aaron chatting on the phone.

Keller licked at the juice but soon cried out again as a hand reached beneath him and gripped his hard aching flesh. It had begged for attention for far too long but now that he was receiving it, he wanted him to stop, at the same time wanting to moan his gratitude to his captor for treating him so nicely. The intruder chuckled, pumping the tender flesh as Keller humped against his hand. He smacked his ass a few times, pulling the younger man close to the edge of cumming before he stopped. He reached over the side of the bed and into his duffel bag. The device he extracted was made out of metal rings, a plastic band, and sturdy locks. It was a chastity device. ********** *********

She was quiet, moving with surgical precision as she located the tools that would comprise my punishment. “Stand.” she said flatly, without looking at me. “Yes, mistress.” I said, rising so she could pull down my shorts and underwear. “Of course. You would be baby-dicked.” she said through laughter, dropping down in front of me to apply a chastity cage. “This is so you don’t take too much pleasure in what I’m about to do to you.” “Yes mistress.” I said, staying still as the cage was fastened and locked. Jessa had a keyring with as many keys as a school janitor, and I could only imagine what types of torture devices she had lurking around.

I was on a roll and had done my research. "Next, I found a chasity device called the Bird Cage." I showed him a picture on my phone. "It has a ring that goes behind your ball-sack and up towards the base of your penis. The cage then slips over your penis and locks onto the ring. I already ordered it. I think you should wear it for two months. We will revisit your actions during that time. Communication is the key to this relationship. Hopefully, I will be ready to trust you again when that time is over. " Brandt nodded slowly, so I continued.