Were Chastity Belts Real Novels & Stories

Slut and I both chorused, "Yes, mistress mommy." Mistress mommy then walked from the room. I then turned to slut, as she began to put the "belt" on. I watched and tried to see how she was doing this, so I could repeat it with mine. There was a thick strip of leather that seemed to be for fastening around the waist, and two smaller strips that fastened around each thigh. I got the idea, and began to put mine on, as slut adjusted her belt for the proper fit. I got mine on, and it seemed to be pretty straight forward. But I was confused as to the purpose. It certainly didn't cover our pussies, asses, or assholes. And there were two straps that hung down and held a larger loop of leather just ab

“Now open yours.” Chastity lifted the lid on the gift box to reveal a box of the same size. She took it out the gift box and opened the top. She gasped as she slowly reached for the strand. She lifted the rosary up like it was so delicate it would fall apart if she breathed. “It’s very sturdy,” Julian said. “I know you have one that one of your students gave you. I mean no offense, but I thought you could use one for ceremonial occasions.” “This is . . . gorgeous,” she said like she was out of breath. “It looks like it’s made out of real pearls.”

The viciousness in his eyes was so terrifying that Cecilia froze. Getting up, he pulled out a chastity belt from nowhere. Cecilia gulped as she stared at it, trying her best to cower away from him. That belt seemed to be of higher quality than the one she had three years ago. She thought she was losing it. If Bennett had his way, she wouldn't be able to hide their relationship. With the belt hanging off his index finger, he slowly moved closer to her. "This is my gift to you. It's a new style; I specifically ordered it for you. Do you like it? It has a fingerprint sensor lock."

"However, she opened the box directly in order to see what was inside." "There was a pair of shorts inside, but it looked different because there were a lot of tiny locks on iy." What's this? It's a chastity belt. Noah's smile looked a little malicious as he replied to her. "Meanwhile, Nathaniel was smirking as well." "Ask Noah to help him put it on. If you can open all the locks tonight, you can have your wedding night. I promise that this is the last prank. But, oh well, there's nothing we can do if you can't open the locks."

Shuddering, I put it down, wondering why and exactly who would buy something like that. “It’s for chastity, Princess.” My eyes drifted towards him, his fingers trailing over the other belt like thing which had a heart cutout at the front and locks at the bottom. He smirked at me and said, “They have one for naughty girls who can’t keep their hands to themselves.” My throat felt dry. Licking my lips, I asked, “W-why would anyone buy it though?” “It’s a kink. Staying in denial after edging and giving the control to their partner.”

Before Salvador could respond, she added coldly, "As for the miniature chastity belt sculpture, whether it's true or not has no bearing on her trespassing and insulting me. Not to mention, it is a baseless fabrication she made up to slander me." The miniature chastity belt sculpture was already shattered, and Eleanor denied its existence. So, what could be done about it?

Then he went to work on her with his belt. Rita winced in pain at every blow. The thick leather belt made a satisfying crack as it hit her flesh. She shivered and kicked her legs, the bells around her ankles ringing joyfully with every hit. Her cunt muscles clenched and unclenched around the rubbery plastic toy working it's magic on her cunt and mind, as Hina sobbed while being brutally fucked on the TV before her.

She was still fully clothed but I was already turned on. “ This is going to hurt.” I said as I stared at her unbuckling my belt. All my belts were made from vegetable tanned leather. It was super hard but I trusted that she could take it. “ Are you ready?”

Here it comes, she thought. Instead, he took what she thought was a necklace out of the box. “This is a virgin’s belt,” he said, showing it to her. It had smooth gold links and a string of dangling pearls hanging from it. The first few pearls were medium sized, but there was a large one hanging at the end. “Plant your feet and lift your hips for me.” She obeyed, shuddering with the feel of the night air on her hot, wet center. She was so damp she was dripping, and had been for some time. That had never happened to her before.

Shutting my eyes for a moment, the bottom of my lip dragged between my teeth. "Stretch out your hands for me." Slave thrust her hand out, but supported the trembling hand with the other. Still bare, I opened a drawer, after browsing through the many collections of the sex toys stacked in there; my hand grabbed a leather belt I had kept there for quite some time now. Glancing at Slave while I pulled out the leather belt, an evil smirk plastered on my face. "You see this?"--shaking the belt in Slave's pale face, I listened to her heart juggling in her chest– "this has been in there for more than twenty years. I'm gonna use this on you and see if it still can do its job."