Novel & Cerita Full Chastity Belt Male

When the shirt was off, he reached for his belt and took it off, tossing it across the room. Without moving, Calista watched him pull down the trouser along with his boxer in one clean sweep, revealing his insane length. Her mouth felt dry as she watched him, anticipating what was to come next. Chad flung the trouser in the same direction as the belt and stood in all his glory, watching Calista lose her mind.

Only then did North realize that she had unconsciously walked to the men’s department. This was not a high-class mall. The mall mostly sold affordable items, with men’s shirts being about 15 dollars. Someone in Gerald’s position would never wear such clothes. North was going to leave, but the salesperson chuckled mysteriously. “You must not have decided on what to buy him. Let me recommend you this leather belt to you. You know, people believe that, if a man accepts a belt as a gift, it means he’s willing to be bound by your side forever.”

“I haven't granted you relief. Remember? I ask, and you surrender.” His eyes were cold as ice. Still holding my wrist, he brought out a chastity belt from God knows where. "Fuck,” I cursed inwardly. " Not this belt again.” Pushing me gently onto the bed, he strapped me with the belt again. Locked it, and left the room with the key. *** I didn't know how, but I woke up in my room the next day. The belt was gone. I woke up late. My second day at work and I was already running late.

It is what I am supposed to do but I cannot take that step knowing she is asking intimacy. With deliberate slowness, I reach for the buckle of my belt. My fingers move with practiced ease, unfastening the intricate clasp that hold the wide leather belt securely around my waist. The belt, adorned with a silver buckle and symbols of my authority, slides free with a soft, metallic sound. I hold the belt for a moment, my eyes never leaving Yeri's “Come.” She says, sliding her hand off the sleep dress she is wearing. I already know how this would end.

he speaks, eyeing me with an inscrutable expression, “pray do tell.” He leans back against his chair and studies me intently. My lips curve up slightly as I motion to the belt in question, tilting my head slightly. “Well for instance, it can be used to restrain someone,” I breathed, “or to spank or even choke somebody. I can probably think of a dozen other things if you give me a minute.” Silence. He swallows hard, an emotion flashing across his face that I can't quite read.

"Hi, Chad. Why are you here? Wow, you even brought two beautiful ladies!" A chubby man under five feet tall emerged. He was dressed in luxury, including a cool belt, crocodile leather shoes, and various limited-edition designer pieces.

"How dare you? How dare you actually go out with her!?" I sound insane. I can't have my fiancé's father but I don't want him to see other women either. It's a frustrating situation where I want to have all the control without succumbing any piece of myself. He'd want me too, but I hadn't made up my mind yet to exclusively be his Dom. I fumble inside my bag, pulling out the remote-controlled electro-shock penis belt I brought along. "You want to know what happens when you pull stunts like that!?" I ask, shackling the belt on his dick.

I managed to remove the belt from the belt holes completely and threw the belt on the floor; it landed on the floor, the metal part connecting with the hardwood with a thud that echoed in the room. I moved on to his zipper next, undid it, and then I pulled down his pants down his thigh, heavy breaths leave my mouth and I looked down to watch my hand frantically pulling down his pants. The next stop was his briefs. They were a black pair of Calvin Klein's ; the tight and light fabric did little to hide the prominent bulge of his obvious erection.

I blinked as the spell broke when I felt the cool metal of his belt buckle. “Go on. I know you’re dying to get in my pants.” Chesed teased. “Alec’s. They are Alec’s pants. And it’s Alec’s body.” I corrected him. Despite my words, my hands were moving on their own, unbuckling the belt. “Trust me, kitten, he’s all for you touching his body.” Chesed darkly purred. “Don’t stop with the belt. You want to see this body naked; you gotta work for it.” He taunted, leaning closer, nipping at my ear.