Locked In Chastity Story Novels & Stories

"Stroke it while you take a break." She grabs my shaft and slowly stroked up and down. Her saliva and cream covering it and now sticking to her hand. I look at my wife, Dahlia. "Baby. Come here. Kiss me. You can take the blindfold off. She's ours now." I say as I grab Amellia's throat. "Kiss my wife's little pussy. I want you to collect her juices in your mouth. You better not swallow any. Its for me."

In her eyes, I was less desirable already. Testing the zip ties on my wrists, I realized I wouldn't be able to break them unless I shifted. I drew my knees up to pluck at the rope wrapped around my ankles, but my fingers weren't strong enough to take the knots apart. I was as helpless as all the other women lining the hallway to the door of what had to be The Devil's Lair. The heavy wooden door looked solid and intact which surprised me more than it should have. I knew The Devil was supposed to be chained in his chambers. He was said to savage some of the virgins offered to him. He couldn't be too violent behind such a beautiful door, right?

A faint, quiet smile touched my lips as the door clicked shut behind me. The suite was warm, smelling faintly of sweet vanilla and fresh linen. A bottle of expensive champagne rested in a silver ice bucket on the side table, two crystal flutes sitting beside it. Annabelle was already waiting for me in the center of the room. She was dressed in a sheer, ice-pink lace lingerie set that left almost nothing to the imagination. The delicate fabric strained against her full breasts, her tiny waist tapering down into thick, curved hips that spilled out over the thin straps of her panties.

I had never known this part of my mother existed. Madison pushed Mason onto the bed. He smiled wickedly, laying back without resistance, his powerful body on full display. “Let your mama show you how to take a man properly, baby girl.” She climbed on top of him first, straddling his hips and sinking down onto his thick cock in one smooth motion. Mason groaned, hands reaching for her ass. But Madison was faster. She snapped handcuffs around his wrists, chaining them to the headboard, then secured his ankles. He was completely at our mercy now — spread, helpless, and throbbing.

It was uncontrollable. “Adrian!” I screamed, my body convulsing. My insides clenched so tight around him that he groaned, thrusting his pulsing cock deeper, chasing his own release. He came with a guttural curse slipping from his lips. He spilled his hot seed inside of me and kept thrusting until we both collapsed on the chair, our bodies trembling. For a long moment, there was silence. Only the sound of our ragged breath filled the air. He pulled out slowly, his hands sliding down to smear his liquid all over my inner thigh as a way of marking me, claiming me as his.

He buried himself deep and came with a monsterous groan, filling his mom's womb with his thick and hot cum. They stayed locked together, breathing hard, sweat slick between them. After a minute he pulled out slowly, watching his cum leak down her thigh. Lisa reached down and rubbed it into her skin, almost absentmindedly. She looked up at him, eyes still dark with lust. “This has to stay secret. No one needs to know. Ever, alright?.” Then she gave a devilish smile, the same smile that had started all of this. “But if you’re quiet… you can come back tomorrow night.”

You know, I mated and marked your mother pinned up against the brick wall in the back of the dance club we met in. I groan out loud. ‘Gross, Dad. I really didn't need to know that. Plus, I'm literally locked down in a magical chastity cage until she fully awakens and accepts me. Only Leila has the key to the Legacy Lock. I couldn't do anything even if I wanted to.

I heard it click after he locked us both inside, his face looks annoyed and his eyes were cold. "I know that face, Charylle. How many times do we have to tell you that we don't care about other woman? You're the prettiest and sexiest woman we ever met and that's enough for us, love." He whispered weakly, opposite from his burning and cold face. His hands fell on the side of my waist grip it passionately, his eyes lower to my lips, down to my breasts until it landed on the center of my thighs. I saw how he licked his already red lips, wetting it more with his saliva.

Cody heard another student refer to the brunette as, Professor Watkins, but she insisted her students in her pony management courses call her by her first name Karen. When they walked in Hannah reached around from behind and grabbed his eight-inch cock. Cody moaned loudly from her touch anticipating a well-needed handjob. However his enthusiasm was suddenly dashed when he felt something hard and cold suddenly slipped around his balls and the base of his shaft. He tried to look down but was prevented doing so by his posture collar. He then felt a small steel cage pressed against his cock. Next he felt Hannah press an ice pack against his erection, which caused the boy to scream from behind hi

"No, but she is gone on the women's retreat. When she returns my daughter will have already been purified by our holy seed." I wanted to go in that room and free her, but I knew I couldn't. I wasn't going to let them touch her either. So, I pushed again harder than ever at each of them. "You will continue to prepare for the purification ritual, but you will take your time. None of you will touch Chastity or even be able to get an erection to purify her. You'll still be out here preparing when the police come and pastor you will ask them to leave while you finish purifying the girl in the room. When they ask you will again answer truthfully forgetting that I was here." Then I walked into the