Stuck In Chastity Novels & Stories

“You moved me upstairs. You gave me a room. You didn’t touch me” His eyes darkened. “You don’t know what you’re asking for,” he muttered. “I know you,” she said softly. “Or I thought I did.” She couldn't handle the disappointment,her heart ached so bad,her legs quivered so hard she thought she was going to fall. She turned to leave,to go back to the room and stay there like the tool she was in the hands of all the devil she has been involved with. That was his breaking point. He caught her wrist, pulling her back not rough, but firm. Her body collided with his chest, heat and strength overwhelming her senses.

I muttered, pulling away when I realized I was leaking precum badly. I didn’t know her contraception status, and nothing on God’s green earth appealed to me less than becoming a parent. I fisted my cock as I watched her touch herself. “Fix it,” I said, ending the call mid-ramble. I grabbed Emilia by the front of her throat and hauled her back against my chest, forcing her legs open as she settled onto me. “Tell me, baby.” I rolled her nipples between my fingers as she rubbed against me. “Have you ever sucked cock before?”

Staying here wasn't an option, she needed to get away from this sad place and fast. She stared at the door for a while, a rush of adrenaline circulating through her veins. She started to walk towards it on tiptoes, with no idea why she was being sneaky. Turning the doorknob, she was met with disappointment as the door refused to budge. She tried a few more times, but it was the same, so she left the door to her bed as the realization dawned on her. He'd locked her inside the room. Just great.

I stammered as I tried hard to get away from his tight grip but to no avail. He then yanked my underwear down, leaving me in a state of nature; unclad and nude. I sharply inbreathe as the air hits my pussy. Ivan proceeds to do the same with him as I watch him let his pants drop together with his brief. He then positioned himself between my legs. "No! Please! Let me go, please!" I begged, but my pleas were deafening. I kicked him in the air and hit him with my fist. He groans and his face is distorted with pleasure as he enters deep inside me at once. Sharp pain pierced through me and my breathing almost stopped for a moment as my pussy struggled to adjust to his enormous penis.

No matter how hard I tried to think that she might be telling the truth, I can't help but think that maybe this is the way she wants to pay me back for forcing her into a marriage she didn't want- by breaking me and it is really working on me. I love her so much and that's why I'm chasing her away from me because I might do something very bad to her at thistle point. I needed to gather my thoughts together before I can face her properly. The image of Charles fucking her kept on replaying in my head making my anger to increase. My head was starting to ache so bad so I sat down on the couch and held my held to calm myself down. ***** ****** SARAH'S POV. Seven Days Later…….

Her eyes were dark and commanding. “Inside,” she said softly. The moment the door closed, she pushed him against it and kissed him with bruising intensity. “Tonight I’m not just going to fuck you,” she whispered. “Tonight I’m going to offer you something real. Something permanent.” She led him to the bedroom and pushed him onto the bed. From a drawer, she pulled out a heavy, permanent metal chastity cage , thicker and more secure than anything he had worn before. “This is what I’m offering you,” she said, holding it up. “Permanent chastity. No more orgasms unless I allow it. Stricter protocols. Daily denial. Complete mental ownership. You would belong to me in ways Mirabel and Mitchelle coul

My body shook, fingers dug deeper into his arms, eyes shut. But just when my walls came crashing down, he pulled away. “This is your punishment,” he whispered, before stretching his hand to the drawer next to the bookshelf. My gaze darted to his hand and I almost choked at what I saw. A chastity pant. A stainless steel chastity pant. Disappointment flashes across my face. I watched him strap me with it, lock it, and remove the key. The heat between my thighs is heightening. Then he kissed me. Not gently. Not questioningly.

She grabbed me by the collar, "Did you lock her in?! Answer me Zachary!" "Ria calm down." Dad tried to take her hands off me but her grip was strong. "Answer my question." She said through gritted teeth. I had never seen her so mad. Reluctantly, I nodded in guilt. "How could you?! She's claustrophobic!" My eyes snapped up to hers. I had absolutely no idea. I was stupid, so stupid. "What kind of a man locks his pregnant wife in, after a fight?" Her yelling was causing a scene. I didn't want this to be on the news the next day, it would be bad for business.

“Thank you, Master Chinedu, for breeding my wife’s worthless married pussy, my tiny 5-inch white dick could never satisfy her. I’m just a pathetic, locked cuck who fucks his own ass while cleaning real men.” Mark opened his mouth and took Chinedu’s massive, creamy cock deep, sucking sloppily while he rocked back and forth on the dildo. The wet sounds of him fucking his own ass mixed with the obscene sucking. The fluffy tail attachment bounced ridiculously with every thrust, making the guests howl with laughter. Chinedu slapped Mark’s face. “Deeper, bitch. Tell them how you stay denied.” Mark pulled off briefly, gasping, still riding the dildo faster. “I stay locked in chastity because I don’