Enforced Male Chastity Stories Novels & Stories

How shameful? “So, wife, are you sure you want us to do it again?” Enchantia’s lower parts were a bit sore but she just found out that she may have got addicted to his touch and this was going to be very problematic. Since they could be alone now why shouldn’t she use the time to eat a lot of meat? It’s not like she was still pure and chaste. Her chastity was already gone and she may as well just make love till she goes crazy. As for contraceptives, she will let him buy some morning after for her when they return to civilization.

he asked, looking at me curiously. “I told you, I’m not allowed to hang around any males.” “You said you couldn’t date. I didn’t know male friends were also against the rules.” “My parents are super strict and religious. I’m not allowed to be around unmated males until I find my mate. Even then, I’m pretty sure they’ll lock me in the house until we’re married.” He laughed heartily. “Why don’t they just buy you a chastity belt?” “I’m surprised they haven’t yet!” I joined in with his laughter.

Alex was at ease, but Horfoud family was not at ease! Refina endured the anger that was about to explode in her heart and said sarcastically, "What you said is correct. There was a name for chastity in ancient times. But that was only targeted at women. After all, Gina has been gone for a few years. It is reasonable for a man in his prime to want a woman. No one would have any objections if you want to marry again." How could Alex not hear Refina's ridicule and did not argue with her. He faintly curled his lips, "Thank you Mother-in-law for understanding."

"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." "Why do it?" Wendy asked. "Because we are subordinating our will to our Masters. Our bodies, our sexuality, even our orgasms belong to our Dominant. It's why I spanked Rhonda for cumming without your permission. I cannot have sex without his permission, not even to masturbate. No

I asked, stopping him “I am not one of those weak females that you are used to enforcing whatever authorities that you think you have, nor am I one of those females that you can play around against. I will fight you back and I will respond the way that I see fit. She has been kicked out of her home, her family, and even her lover’s home because they were simply not afraid of challenging you about their love. And rather than supporting them, you chose to be the ones to break them apart. Okay, I am going to ask you now, what the fuck did you gain out of it?” “A family that has kept its pride. A history that was not tainted…” “Fucks sake, we all know that histories and historians find things th

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 ways Mirabel and Mitchelle coul

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He just unzipped his fly. He grabbed the belt and looped it around my neck, holding both ends in one hand like a leash. He pulled my head back, forcing me to look at him while I was still crying. "You want to talk so much, Elena? Tell me who owns you," he growled. "You... you do," I panted. "Silas owns me." He didn't use any gentleness. He positioned his thick, pulsing cock and gave a massive, punishing thrust. "AAAAAAAAAAHHH!"

He took control instantly but we made our way to the bedroom where Nadia was. “Fuck, Chelsea,” he rasped against my lips, his voice was deep and thick with years of restraint. “You have no idea how long I've wanted this. How many nights I've jerked off about you. My little step- sister, legs spread wide open begging for me. I tried to fight it. God I tried but not anymore. His confession lit a fire within me. I felt like fucking Felicia in beauty in black. Oh boy, you just unleashed something deep in me. I moaned into his mouth, grinding shamelessly against his hard cock underneath his jeans, my soaked panties climbing to my swollen folds.