Diaper Chastity Captions Novels & Stories

Fourth: on the bed now, legs spread wide, thong shifted aside just enough—pink and slick glistening, fingers hovering teasing, lips parted mid-moan .Fifth: full sprawl, all pieces scattered around her naked body, skin flushed, lipstick smeared like she’d been kissing hard. Caption: Come home, darling. I’m waiting. Wear me out.Fuck. Heat slammed low, cock twitching instant in my slacks, thickening fast against the zipper.

"I'll make sure to caption it 'Rekindling the Flame' or something like that." Charlotte's laughter was like music, low and seductive. "I love it. Let's give them a story to talk about." As the paparazzo nodded and began to pack up his equipment, Charlotte's eyes gleamed with anticipation. She knew that this was just the beginning of her plan, and she couldn't wait to see how it all played out.

My throat tightened around him, thick spit pouring down my inverted face, mixing with the cum already drying there, mascara running black rivers. His tongue speared my clit at the same time, arms locked around my thighs holding me aloft, my heavy tits hanging and swaying, bells jingling wildly. Chad’s comment shot to the top of chat and pinned itself, 20k likes in less than 30 seconds. “THAT’S MY FUCKING GUY LEGEND SHIT” with a fire emoji at the ending.

he said with a smile as he moved to my side. “I am pretty sure you already know what most of these are for.” He chuckled and I nodded in response. “Good, then show me the ones you know and tell me what they are used for?” Gosh, this is the most embarrassing discussion I have ever had and believe me, I am far from being a prude. We go through all the instruments in the closet and he explains all their uses to me. We spent the next twenty minutes talking about wrist and ankle restraints, spreader bars, ball-gags, plugs and dildos. Some of them really attract me, like the plugs and even the floggers, others a bit less like the cane and what he called a chastity cage.

He coughed and said, “It’s—um. It’s a Bzzz.” “It’s not a bee,” Charlie corrected. Inner Devil: ‘I can’t believe we haven’t taught Charlie everything.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Well, we never needed it before.’ “It’s a mini vibrator,” Taylor finally said. Charlie’s face grew complicated. She echoed, “A vibrator? Why would I need this?” “Because—” Taylor laughed. “We are going to be apart, and this could help relieve you while I am away!” “And what about you? How are you going to—” Charlie made air quotes. “Relieve yourself?”

He said with a frown. Scrolling down he saw another picture of Bash, he was naked but his bottom was painted in rainbow colour and he was leaning on a wall painted in same colour with his lips pouted. Clicking on the photo the caption was happy pride month. Storm rolled his eyes at the caption. Scrolling further he saw other selfies of Bash with the flat chested pretty face girl and his smile faded. Clicking on the name that was tagged on one photo he was taken to the flat chested girl profile. The first picture was of her without a wig and she had no makeup on her face.

Yours forever the caption on their proposal pictures said, and I felt a stupid wave of relief. It was weird seeing her in a more normal context, without her pussy spread with a huge dildo, and slut scrawled across her tits. I couldn’t help but wonder how many other people on Grace’s friends list Julian might have had sex with. How many others had been desperate for him, offering themselves up for dildos and marker pen? What else had he done with them? What were the limits of his filth?

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Standing up with what appeared to be a twerking position from the side view, Queenie slid the chastity panty up till the anal plug was making contact with her rear, prodding at her covered entrance while dragging the white nightgown with it. Queenie quickly turned around when she felt resistance and showed the camera how her cake was too thick to allow the chastity panty to go any higher. Huffing and making an exaggerated moan with her effort to pull it past the resistance of bouncing fats, Queenie eventually shot the camera an unimpressed look. “Convinced now? You can’t blame me for not trying. How could you not consider my blessed proportions when you were voting for the products? Whoever

So, after her leather top, she removed her squirt. "What's that Alex?" asked Melissa. "It's... diapers... this week they made me incontinent," Alex said as Melissa and Jenny looked with horror at the soiled diaper. "And what's that metal thing!" Jenny asked as her eyes were captivated by the chastity belt Alex was wearing. "It is a chastity belt. It is the price I pay to be the slave supervisor," Alex explained to the unbelieving Jenny. "You mean, you cannot err... touch herself? " The young slave asked.