Stuck In Chastity Novels & Stories

Acting reluctant, Queenie sighed and declared that since her people had spoken, she could not deny their wishes. Sitting sideways on her computer chair, London slipped one long leg into the chastity panty, giving the chat a good view of her toned muscles. Then, she slipped the other leg in and put both feet onto her carpet. Standing up with what appeared to be a twerking position from the side view, Queenie slid the chastity panty up till the anal plug was making contact with her rear, prodding at her covered entrance while dragging the white nightgown with it.

"Chad, you're the man! I can’t believe you got the social butterfly. You even convinced her to get under you in bed and willingly go through 99 hymenoplasties. How did you do it? Share your secret with us!" Chad took a puff of his cigarette and smiled. "There's no secret I can share when she was the one who threw herself at me." "Sadie is always hanging out at seedy places. I heard she has AIDS. Don't you find her… dirty?" One of Chad's buddies felt unhappy for him. Chad raised an eyebrow and replied sarcastically, "That's a problem for other men. I've never touched her. I only got her to do those hymenoplasties so I could use her to please those dirty old men who enjoy virgins.

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.

His fingers crept up her inner thigh to where she wanted him most. Chastity gasped as her eyes opened to the ceiling. It was a dream. Another dream about him. She shot upward. “Oh, God,” she croaked desperately. “Help me. Please, help me.” **** Chastity had gotent dressed and went to the chapel, where the ceremony was going to take place tomorrow. She looked around with her blue winter cape draped around her – the hood still on her head. She dropped to her knees with rosary in hand.

Adam tried to go further, tugging at my clothes and trying to pull them down. Just then, something in me shifted. My mind snapped back to reality. This wasn’t right and this wasn’t me. “Stop,” I said, pushing his chest. but he didn’t stop. “Please…” My voice shook, I pushed harder, with my breath coming in short gasps. Finally, after several tries. he froze, then pulled his hand away from between my thighs. My whole body trembled, I let out a breath I didn’t even know I was holding,

I would have wrapped it up again but he just quickly overpowered me. "Listen carefully my wife" he said while staring at me. I swallowed as he opened my thigh. "You are chained into me. In our marriage my Mrs.Villa Cruz" he said as he pushed his shaft inside mine. He didn't sign our annulment papers ?!

By the time she reached five, her bottom burned and tingled, and her sex was throbbing with need. "Well done," Chad praised. He rubbed her tender cheeks soothingly before delivering a few more sharp slaps that made her yelp. "Now let's see if that's put you in your proper mindset." He stepped away briefly and returned with something cold and slick pressing against her bottom hole. A small anal plug, Cassandra realized as he worked it inside her, stretching her in the most delicious way. "There we go," Chad said, giving it a wiggle that made Cassandra clench around it reflexively. "That should keep you nicely in line."

They were determined to be happy with each other forever, they were stuck in their own heads where they idea of happily ever after was possible but like every fairy tale, reality crept in after the birth of their first and only child Eli. Eli's birth was a very scary one, it was during his pregnancy that Ava had discovered the genetic disorder that she had, the same one that her mother had had, one that stops the cervix from dilating as much as it should, thereby keeping the baby stuck in the womb after the embryonic sac had ruptured. After this was discovered, Ian was unwilling to watch his wife die so he gathered every bit of his savings just so she could receive the best medical attention

Stuck in an Arranged Marriage with the Popular Playboy . Chapter 12: just a cheating bitch . “Okay, hold your pose. We will sort through the pictures now”, the photographer tells me and turns to his assistant. They retreat to the computer, discussing the pictures passionately with the help of the interviewer. “Get your hands off of me”, Elijah growls, shaking my hand off. “Geez I am”, I throw back, retreating my hand, “be even more obvious.”

But this is. Shit, no way...! I wanted to tell him, to explain, that this, which could now happen, was not right, but the words were trapped in my throat. My mind raced, trying to piece together the events leading up to this moment. "Mr. Richard... I... Take... Take a deep breath and...please calm down...! Please put me down" I stuttered and suddenly all my words stopped in the middle of the air as he pinned me on a wall. Sliding his hands off of me, he placed them on both sides and I couldn't get down as my body was trapped between his frame and the wall.