Femboy Chastity Novels & Stories

He wondered what the guy thought when he saw Bob, naked, in cuffs and a chastity cage. The guy pulled Barbara to him, kissing her almost violently. Breaking the kiss, still holding Barb, he opened his eyes, made eye contact with Bob, smiled around her mouth and winked. A delicious shiver ran through Bob. “Come here, Bob.” Barista Boy’s arm was around her shoulder, his fingers playing inside the neck of her blouse, underneath her bra. “I’m going to free you so you can properly appreciate everything Alex is going to do to me. You can touch yourself all you want but you’d better not come.” She unlocked his chastity cage and let it fall to the carpet. “Go sit in your chair and watch what a real

The veins on it were so detailed and the base held it glued to the floor. That's why I kicked it. It was beside the door. The other unanswered question was why a dildo was in my husband's room and even if I wanted to leave that instant, my curiosity overshadowed my thinking. I walked to the other side of the room and noticed a small door that wasn't locked. Thank God. Walking in, I was met with not only pictures of sex but also pictures of the male genitals. I became speechless as I studied this room. Now it wasn't draped in purple ornaments or bedding. It had a table at the center; black like scarlet and like a pool table. It had black curtains on the small windows and black whips on the ta

“Get the f-k away from her!” Aislen lifted onto her elbows, her expression bewildered and frightened, her pupils pinned and gaze unfocused. Her shirt was half unbuttoned, and her skirt had ridden up showing her underwear and no chastity belt. She was f-ked up, drunk or stoned, and that outraged him. Whilst the Triquetra had been searching frantically for her, fearing for her, she’d been f-king getting herself intoxicated with Guy Barnham and his loser friends. Heath didn’t even want to think about how she’d gotten the chastity belt off, and what she might have done since its removal…

Lounging there, I'd have a perfect view. The chaise was slip-covered in soft white cotton - I assumed so it could be completely cleaned between each use of the room. I moved over to the cabinet and helped myself to a small silver vibrator, which I unwrapped while I watched Ty use the same cuffs to strap Kaz's arms to the upper crossbars of the giant wooden X that was the St. Andrew's Cross. Another pair from the cabinet secured his ankles, leaving him spread-eagled against the wooden structure. His wide-legged stance took a couple inches off his height, putting his ass right at the level of Ty's cock. "Have you ever seen anything so gorgeous, Dani?" Ty asked as he stepped back and rolled a c

She stroked him a few times, putting on a show for him and the people who’d see it in a few days. Tearing it open, she happily rolled it over his thick pinkish tip, and down the thickness, she couldn’t wait to slobber all over. The synthetic latex-free condom was so thin, covering his dick. Chelle made a reminder to ask him to see how it was created. Looking up at him and the camera, Chelle trailed her tongue up the underside of his dick, then placed kisses around the tip. As if the condom wasn’t there, she nastily spit on it before twirling

Six months after the birth of their daughter who everyone politely pretended looked like Mark but clearly carried Chinedu’s strong Igbo features, Cindy decided it was time for the ultimate public claiming. Mark’s humiliation had become her favorite addiction. His tiny caged cock, locked in a pink steel chastity cage for four straight months now, leaked constantly whenever she even whispered about her plans.

These feelings I have for Clara are new to me; I’ve never found a girl attractive before. Now, being a kinky and very "bad" girl, I made a nasty plan that blossomed from my jealousy and my desire to actually have my own fun with his girlfriend. So, around three weeks ago, I bought a chastity cage—one of the metal models with multiple rings of different sizes. I had it waiting for the right moment in a gift box with a small letter I wrote in a way that would make Julian think it was a surprise from Clara. Today seemed like the perfect opportunity to lay my trap. Julian went to the kitchen to make dinner for them, and a moment later, I heard Clara heading to the shower. I quietly slipped out o