Garterbelt Novels & Stories

Keela, one of my maids, asked. “I feel like all I need now is one of those belts for belly dancing to complete the set.” I said because every time I move, I could hear it rattling. And it was annoying. The maids laughed at me and handed me a vest instead to help keep the chainmail in place. It was a big improvement, but now I just feel like I was suffocating.

she winked at me and selected the items with my sizes. The funny thing was, she got different colors and designs. I just followed her and checked for other items inside the shop. I frowned as to how the tiny pieces of cloth won’t make me bizarre in front of Chadrick. "Darling, these garters and belts will add more fun," she raised those for me to see. "Mom, what the hell?" I gritted my teeth "Put it back!" I shivered as I felt embarrassed. She chuckled "Don't be shy, it will make him happy," she didn't stop. She picked up two items and put on her cart before moving to the next group of items.

Clutching the strange wolf carving to his chest, Zack grinned up at Adley. “I’ll make you a deal, since you worked for me and all.” Gerald grumbled, lifting the necklace and placing it on a thin sheet of wrapping paper. “I haven’t had the time to properly price it, so I can’t tell ya an exact price. My knees have been acting up again lately, so take the necklace and if I need your help with anything, I’ll give you a call.” While the whole conversation struck me as strange, Gerald had never been what I’d consider ‘normal’.

UGH! “Eh…you’re just nervous! Besides - you said yourself you wanted to have fun and sow your wild oats girl! So…we’re simply helping facilitate the sowing of oats! SOW THOSE WILD OATS!” Boasts Terry cheerfully trying to encourage me, but only embarrassing the crap out of me in the middle of Victoria’s Secret. I place my hands on my face in hopes of hiding how red I am turning. “Here! Try this little diddy on,” Joan hands me a sexy garter belt number with rhinestones all over it.

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.”

"You're weird." I didn't think I would ever get tired of hearing her tell me that. "Clothes off!" "Yes, Sir." I walked over to the closet and looked over the wardrobe possibilities. Ah, this was what I wanted to see on her! A red satin corset that would push up her breasts but left them almost completely exposed. I took out a black garter belt and quickly unpackaged new black thigh highs. "Put these on." "Yes, Sir."

I pulled out a pair of nylon stockings followed by a garter belt. "There's more..." she said with a smile. I reached in again and pulled out several vibrators of varying size.

Her fingers clenched into fists, a small attempt to steady herself as Ace slowly slid the white garter up her leg. The soft fabric of the garter glided smoothly over her skin, the sensation sending a shiver up her spine. When it reached her inner thigh, it settled perfectly in place. The delicate chains draped gracefully, their layered strands catching the dim light and casting subtle reflections across her skin. Two red, shimmering butterflies perched on the chains, their intricate wings sparkling with a faint, almost magical glow. “Nice, right?” Ace murmured, his voice deep and filled with understated admiration.

"Should I wear garters?" Elara replied, "If you want to." Theodore then said, "If you want to see them, I'll wear them." After sending this message, Theodore added: "I've put them on. Whether you want to see them or not, I just want you to know I've fastened the garters around my thighs." Harvey's face darkened completely. Whether intentionally or deliberately, Theodore had scrolled through several messages in his chat with Elara, showing them to Harvey.

“No, it’s fine.” “Good.” I placed another soft kiss on her shoulder before I turned to pick up another bag. I pulled out a delicate string of garter belt with pink and white lace. “Sit.” I helped her sit down and then got down on my knees as I picked her right leg and placed her foot on my thigh. It was the third time I was going down on my knees for this woman, and I thought to myself, something tells me that it wouldn’t be the last time. Shaking my head, I focused on what I was doing. The slit in her dress gave me easy access to her upper thigh where I carefully tied the garter. Her hand came to touch it but I grabbed her wrist and stopped her. “Not yet.”