Enforced Male Chastity Stories Novels & Stories

the other maid, Beth, says, watching me. She sets down her brush by the bathtub and approaches. "Can you blame me for wanting to touch this forbidden perfection?" she smirks while unfastening the belt that holds my pants. The women of this kingdom clearly have too much freedom. It was different in my father's kingdom. A married woman caught touching a male slave with a sense of attraction would be executed for adultery. "Even his lower half is perfectly molded. Take your positions," she announces after my pants drop to the floor. The others move to stand by the bathtub at opposite spots.

I never got pregnant. It frustrated my husband, and he didn’t hesitate to show it. I got hit, kicked, and spat on. I had heard every demeaning name a man could give to a lowly female. I took it all. But I didn’t stop making that herb potion, and I didn’t stop drinking it. Eventually, he grew tired of waiting and took in women as his mistresses. They came, one after the other. If, after a month, they could not get pregnant, they were cast out, and another one would come.

“Now, for the final cure.” He pushed, slowly, deliberately. Clara cried out, a sharp, piercing sound as her virgin flesh stretched, tore, and gave way around him. A searing pain, quickly followed by an intense fullness, ripped through her. She gasped, her body arching against the restraints. He paused, letting her adjust, his eyes locked on hers. “That’s it, little slut. You’re mine now. Fully diagnosed. Fully cured.” He pushed again, deeper, until he was fully buried inside her, filling her completely. Clara’s legs trembled, her body shaking uncontrollably, her pussy stretched impossibly wide around his massive cock.

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My body shook, fingers dug deeper into his arms, eyes shut. But just when my walls came crashing down, he pulled away. “This is your punishment,” he whispered, before stretching his hand to the drawer next to the bookshelf. My gaze darted to his hand and I almost choked at what I saw. A chastity pant. A stainless steel chastity pant. Disappointment flashes across my face. I watched him strap me with it, lock it, and remove the key. The heat between my thighs is heightening. Then he kissed me. Not gently. Not questioningly.

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Hopefully, that would result in yet another birth. One last thing, 'house boy'. Not only will you have no access to my fertile womb, we don't want you to touch yourself at all. So you will have to wear a chastity device, just something Jim designed to make sure you behave. It shouldn't hurt that much, unless you get excited watching us make love. If you got excited, you might feel some searing pain, but only for a few hours." They were prepared to go on, so I just signed over the house and all of the community property to them, took my own stuff, and left. To my surprise, they very quickly sold the old house and left town.

It was already done. "How come you remained untouched all these years?" I asked, letting my curiosity get the best of me, and she smiled. "Stasia liked keeping virgins both male and female. It gives her resources for sacrifice when needed. The guards are allowed to do anything they like to the non-virgins, but the virgins are to be untouched," she said, and even though the reason was sick, it had saved her from experiencing sex in the worst way possible. I was glad she could speak of it with a little confidence, a confidence that wasn't there earlier.

"Lulu, have you gone mad? That's two years, more than 700 days! You could easily lose count of the days. Knowing how cunning Jasmine is, she could have drugged or made Colin drunk one day. What makes you think that Colin can hold himself back? "He might be a disciplined man, but he is a man nonetheless. And men, they think with their genitals. There are scientific and historical studies proving that chaste men are often impotent." I shook my head. Why would scientists do this kind of research? Did they have too much time on their hands or something?

“Bondage, discipline, dominance, submission but in my domain it’s my rules. You sign the contract you follow them.” He pulled out papers from a drawer. “Here, read it.” I took the papers. It was typed out clear. It said Elena Harper agrees to one night with Alexander Black. Physical acts include restraint, spanking, light pain play. No permanent marks, payment upon completion. Confidentiality both ways and no emotional attachment. I looked up. “This is strict. What if I can’t do something?” “Then you say red,” he said. “I stop, but if you sign, you try. No backing out halfway unless you safe word.”