Enforced Male Chastity Stories Novels & Stories

Freestanidng walls hid devices that my vivid imagination would never have thought up. In a deep, seductive voice, Daniel explains the scene before me. A submissive is strapped to a contraption he calls a St. Andrews Cross. Isn't St. Andrew a Christian saint? I'm not sure God would be on board with this. The naked woman before me is covered in red marks from the whip being laid into her flesh eveen as I watch. She cries out as the whip lands, but the sound is lustful and almost...sensual. Thank you, master, falls from her lips and I look at the man doing the whipping. He's shirtless but has jeans on. That doesn't seem fair when we can see all of her. A thin layer of sweat covers his back from

“I carefully picked this side of the castle because it's isolated and only if there's an exhibition going on in the opposite hall, would you see a life loitering here.” His thumb caressed my lower lip, trying to seek entrance. “I have things I want to do to you, dirty and unimaginable things. Do you know we are forbidden?” I looked into his rich golden eyes, “We are?" Asking softly. “Yes. ‘Rule No. 301, male slaves are not to copulate with the king's sex slaves” his voice and eyes were heavily clouded with lust, like he wasn't interested in what he was saying, just the woman in his arms.

She continued pulling on her clothes, wanting to at least try to save the stranger from Zion. “Wolves are savages.” Silas replied coldly, annoyance washing over his features. “Plus, only your husbands are supposed to see you in the throes of ecstasy. It is illegal for a male to see a Queen bare until they are wed. A death sentence awaits those who try.” That gave rise to another thought. If a death sentence was for males who saw a woman naked, how did her three husbands seem to know just how to please her? Then her face paled. Not that they had experience. It was because of their link.

“Yeah, that’s so you. Well, I heard of this rumor. Melissa Hundrels, the maidservant of the Esteemed Lady Ashanti, was proven to have lost her chastity to a wild man.” “And?” “She was forced to marry an old redeemer. The wild man who had sex with her was nowhere to found, so she had no other choice.” “Wow. Even the marriage was too great for her.” I said out of sarcasm. Markus laughed and played with my hair. “You’re right. The old man’s son from his former wife was a notable sex addict, and he’s got the looks too. I even heard that his father is sick as of the moment.”

“A courtesan took me in her mouth and suckled until I was near bursting, then she rubbed some concoction on my member so it stayed that way without deflating and also without allowing me to feel anything so I could not climax. I was forced to couple with courtesan after courtesan. I don’t know how many. If I did not poke into them fast enough or hard enough, one of the king's men lashed my backside with a willow branch. When the king tired of it for the night they took me to a small room and chained me to a bed. The humiliation continued the next night. And the next. I had not been allowed to climax, so I was verra uncomfortable inside as well as on the skin that was worn raw. On the fourth

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

Each sting hurt more than the previous one but still my body wanted more, my body craved for the harsh treatment. I could feel my orgasm but I clenched my teeth to ward it off, letting my mind revel in this brutal but beautiful treatment. “When you get home, tell your wife that the only way you can blow a load is to get wiped so hard on your cock till it spills” My body shivered… how did he know I had a wife? I didn't get the time to think when the final strike sent me over the edge. A strike so painful and brutal, I couldn't think hit so hard that my sperm burst out again and again.

“Chastity cage on that pathetic dick, or a gag so I only hear your cries and moans?” I stayed quiet, then whispered, “Put the chastity on.” I got harder as the cold metal locked around me. “Good boy,” Jude praised, squeezing my balls hard until I screamed. “I love watching my sex slaves suffer.” He stepped out and returned with an electric wand. “Every cry, every moan, every beg, every time you close your legs — your little dick gets shocked. You only do those things when your Alpha allows it.” He pressed it to my nipples and sent a shock through me.

Father Dominic was already waiting, wearing only his open cassock, his massive cock hard and menacing in the holy space. “Lock the main doors, Sister Elena,” he commanded, voice echoing through the cavernous chapel. “Tonight, you will be fully defiled before God and all the saints.” My hands shook as I obeyed. “Father… this is too far. This is the main altar. People pray here. We’ll be damned for eternity.” He grabbed me by the veil and dragged me forward. “The more sacred the place, the sweeter the sin. Strip. Now.” I removed my habit with trembling fingers until I stood completely naked before the towering crucifix and statues of the Virgin Mary and saints. Father Dominic’s eyes burned wit

Marcus's thrusts were harder than Henry's, more demanding, and Veronica moaned as he pounded into her. One by one, each priest took their turn claiming her pussy while she was bound to the cross. Father David, gentle and reverent: "I claim your pussy with love and appreciation." Father Thomas, steady and thorough: "I claim your pussy with respect and devotion." Father Joseph, brutal and possessive: "I claim your pussy with ownership and dominance." Father Chen, controlled and precise: "I claim your pussy with wisdom and understanding." By the time all six rotations were complete—each priest fucking her pussy twice....Veronica's legs were trembling, her pussy was swollen and tender, and she'd