Garterbelt Novels & Stories

Her fingers trembled as they brushed the choker again. I fastened it around her neck with slow, deliberate movements. It fit perfectly — elegant, discreet, and deadly. The thin band of leather sat snug against her throat, the silver engraving **Grey’s Velvet** catching the low light. One wrong move, one attempt to run too far from the designated safe zone, and it would deliver a controlled but painful electric shock — enough to remind her who she belonged to without causing permanent harm.

It was off the shoulder, and featured a single line of pearl buttons from the top of the back to the base of the spine. It was perfect. I wore it slowly, then pushed my hair up in a messy bun. Alpha Cole had been meticulous enough to provide me with a garter belt, and I strapped it to my thigh. I had my weapons from the time I had taken them from his armoury, so I slotted them into the belt and leaned away. I looked presentable. No make up, but still. I picked a few clothes and accessories and stuffed them into a small bag I found under the racks. I wore one of the black blocked heel shoes that had been brought along with the dresses yesterday, to complete the look.

“From everything I have heard about her, that is so true. But that video gave me two clues. First, the belt.” “It was a black belt, what about it?” Mason asked confused. “No Mason, it wasn’t just any belt…” I corrected him gently. “It was a Hermes belt. Magnified you can see the H. Two years ago I gave every body guard on the family’s personal security detail a bottle of McCallen 25 and a black Hermes belt with their initials for Christmas.” Mason took a moment to take that in. “But Hermes belts can be found on any man of means in New York Mrs M.” He countered.

When the slacks cleared Jill's fingertips, they fell to the floor, and Betty said, "Oh, my! What a lovely ensemble!" Jill was wearing a white lace garter belt that matched the bra. From the bottom edge of the lacy belt hung four garters that held up a pair of dark stockings. Over the garter belt, she wore a pair of white satin thong underwear that barely covered her pussy in front, and, in back, disappeared entirely into the crack of her ass.

I’m just not sure how much more I can take. I showered, methodically cleaned my body, and washed my hair. Once I was finished, I combed my hair and left it to air dry. Then I used some lotion that I found in the medicine cabinet. When I was done, I closed the commode and sat down to begin with the plan I was formulating in my head. The garter belt that Ezra purchased the other day was black and mostly lace. It was quite nice and complemented the stockings he had also purchased. Once I had everything on, I peeked into the room to make sure Ezra hadn’t returned.

“Thank you very much, Mr. Brown.” “Miss.” He bowed low again and saw himself out of the room. The door snapped shut behind him. Curious, I rushed to open the box. Inside was a crimson garter belt and matching bra, as well as a couple of devices and a bottle that made me blush. There was also another note in Mr. Grant’s handwriting. Wear these items and nothing else. The black plug goes in back, and the white in front. I expect you ready and waiting for me, Danielle. Do not disappoint me.

It was pretty sexy, I could see myself in it for sure. “Ooo I like this” I said taking it from her with a wide smile. “What is this thing?” I ask holding the belt. “It’s called a garter belt, and it holds up these” she said holding up a pair of black thigh stockings. A smile spread across my face, I can just imagine his reaction. “I love it” “I thought you might” the woman said turning back to the rack. “Now, you look like a 30b” she said over her shoulder.

Slapping his thighs in joy, Jacob said excitedly, “Oh! You prepared gifts for me too! You are really my good son-in-law!” As soon as his voice fell, Jacob pranced forward and took over the gift boxes from Charlie’s hands. He opened the first gift box and saw a men’s belt. The belt buckle had a golden “H” letter, shining brilliantly under the sun. Jacob clapped his hands happily as he said, “Oh! This Hermes belt is the same as chairman Mr. Bill Gates’! His belt was really popular all over the country back in the days!” Charlie nodded and said smiling, “This belt is already the standard for successful men now.”

She untied it as she said, “Remember, no touching unless I say so.” Her hand trailed around his shoulder until she got beside him and she danced her way to the front of him. Jesse grinned as he saw what she was wearing. She still had the garter belt, thigh-highs, and high heels on. She had on some type of material that made the shape of a bow over her pussy and the strings criss crossed over her stomach around to her back and came back to make tiny bows over her nipples. The string then wrapped once around her neck.

She already had a corset and suspender belt with stockings. This had caused Grace to blush, but Mrs Farthing said “Every Lady deserved nice undergarments!”. “You need to look nice for your man!” Kitty said sternly. “We are talking about Xan here, right? He has seen me all sweaty and messy after a gym workout!” Grace argued. “Hush now child and hold your left wrist out!” Mrs Farthing ordered. Grace did as she was told and a bracelet was put on. It looked like silver and diamonds. “Wow, the fake diamonds are getting good!" Grace said as she looked at the large stones set in a delicate chain.