Permanent Chastity Belt Novels & Stories

He holds my hand and kisses me tenderly then whispers, “After your enema, you will let me wash you and dry you and tie you up and then I am going to eat your ass before I fuck you and make you cum harder than ever.” I moan against his lips and feel his hard cock against mine. He unfastens my pants and runs his thumb over the head of my cock which is overly sensitive. Gabriel reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small silicone ring. “Your first ball stretcher. I want you to wear this or another one I will get you throughout your day, but even more so when we are together. I could play about getting you a chastity cage, but I don’t want to force your perfect cock into something small like t

James said. "We have to look into the belt, I know the belt she is talking about," Keir said. The belt was something he had given to Octavia some years back when they started fucking, it made it easier for him to locate her and come to her if he didn't want to call or text her. He eventually didn't use the belt because not all outfits required a belt, he switched to a wrist watch but since his issue, with Octavia regarding Sandy, he had not seen that wristwatch on a wrist.

“Can’t even last two days without begging for me in the dark.” She whimpered. “I’m sorry—” “You’re not sorry yet.” He picked up the toy from night one. The one she stole. And pressed it to her slowly but harsh. “No begging tonight, no speaking, you will take everything I give and I'm going to teach you what denial feels like.” The first orgasm built up fast as he pushed it to her limit making her cry, he locked her with a chastity belt as he continued making her sob. Whan he unbuckled her, she cummed immediately her body shooking vehemently, her lips trembling.

I was on a roll and had done my research. "Next, I found a chasity device called the Bird Cage." I showed him a picture on my phone. "It has a ring that goes behind your ball-sack and up towards the base of your penis. The cage then slips over your penis and locks onto the ring. I already ordered it. I think you should wear it for two months. We will revisit your actions during that time. Communication is the key to this relationship. Hopefully, I will be ready to trust you again when that time is over. " Brandt nodded slowly, so I continued.

very persuasive. I bite my lip. — What are you wearing, wench?- He asks. Theos, phone sex? Yes, yes please! I play hard to get. —A chastity belt.- I answer him in a sexy whisper. — Mmm, the girl in the iron thong, I like it. Can I try to remove it with the tip of my tongue? Oh! I lead my hand that isn’t holding my cell phone down between my legs and start carescaressings the moisture and warmth there. My breathing becomes ragged.

“That stuff’s illegal. Highly dangerous. They’ve banned it for years because it can trigger heat or rut with severe complications. We need to stabilize his hormone levels before the fever spikes further.” I swallow hard. “Can you help him?” The woman nods, reaching into the kit and pulling out what looks like a thick leather belt with metal clasps on either side. “This is a hormone stabilizer belt,” she explains, holding it up. “It’s designed to sync two heart rates and transfer calming pheromones from one body to another. If we can connect him to someone with a stable hormone pattern, it might help regulate his heat faster.” I glance at Tristan, who’s still mumbling my name, his fingers twi

Her clothing was quickly thrown to the floor. "Spread your legs, today you will learn I am your master, and you are my slave. I own your body, mind, and soul." She looked at the strange-looking belt in his hands, her face flushed as she realized just what he had in store. Colton walked towards Nadia and began fitting her with the stainless steel belt. The rubber on the inside was the only thing that kept the belt from biting into her skin. It took well over thirty minutes to fit her. Colton’s hands brushing against her body intimately caused her pussy to drip. Colton could see the hunger in her eyes.

He steps back, watching me for a moment as I lie there, breathless and aching for more. He reaches into a small box on the nearby table and produces a delicate-looking chastity belt, its intricate lock glinting in the candlelight. My heart skips a beat as he approaches me once more, and I feel the cold metal of the belt against my bare skin. “Are you ready for this?” he asks, his voice barely above a whisper. I nod, my throat tight as I steel myself for the next step.

He hooked his fingers into the waistband of the thin panties and dragged them down my legs before tossing them aside. I held my breath, curious to know what he wanted to do. And then cold metal touched my skin. I craned my head only to see him positioning a chastity belt on my pussy. The front shield pressed hard against my swollen clit. The sensation was instant and awful. A constant, frustrating pressure that promised no relief. It left no room for friction or penetration. I heard a small padlock click shut. Then he sat back down and picked up his paper and fork. He returned to his seat and resumed eating like nothing had happened.