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“I may have a teeny confession to make?” “Oh?” Hannah’s hus..
“I may have a teeny confession to make?”
“Oh?” Hannah’s husband stopped chopping the vegetables that he was preparing for dinner. “And what may this confession be?” He looked at her with a raised eyebrow, she had certainly piqued his curiosity.
“I needed to borrow your laptop, when I opened it…” She started to explain but she could see on his face he already knew what she was going to say.
“Oh…”
Hannah watched her husband's handsome face.
“I wasn’t prying, I swear. Actually it intrigued me…. What you were looking at I mean. I did some research.”
“You did?” He kept his face passive as he questioned her. “Do tell me, what exactly did you find out during your research?”
Hannah would never have considered herself cruel but she did have to admit she was enjoying tormenting her husband right now. In reality, what she had discovered, if she were any other wife, could make one’s husband uncomfortable but she had simply been amused and curious.
“Well let’s see dear husband… Cuckolding and Chastity do seem like a very interesting dinner conversation, should I pour the wine?”
“Please, a large one.”
“Before I do, I do have one other surprise…” Walking to the cupboard she pulled out an inconspicuous box and handed it to her husband. He started to open it and when he saw what was inside he looked at her. “That was the one you wanted, wasn't it?” Mock innocence had never suited her but she was just having too much fun to stop.
“Yes, this is the one that I was looking at… Which I may have left on the screen for you to find… That and the combination of short cuckold stories I had been reading and thought you may also enjoy…. I do love you dear wife but you are, should we say curious rather than nosey?”
“You knew? That I would snoop?” She slapped her husband playfully on the arm. “How did you know? Why? You stood there and let me think I was playing with you, while the whole time it was you doing playing!” Outrage and shock echoed in her voice. “Start talking Mister…”
“The watch you bought me for our anniversary?” Hannah nodded her remembrance of the watch and he continued “I was looking at the watch myself and then ta-da i received as a gift, The coat you brought me for Christmas? Again was something I had looked at… On my laptop… The very laptop you apparently never use…”
Hannah smiled, okay, he had her there. Yes she snooped frequently but only because he was such a hard man to buy for so therefore it was surely justified. But wait… Realisation dawned. “So you wanted me to find all of this? You wanted me to be the one to buy you the Chastity Cage?”
“Maybe it was slightly cowardice, I wasn’t sure of your reaction but you have just proved why I love you and you are the most wonderful wife on the planet.” He wrapped his arms around his wife and kissed her passionately. “So what did you think of the stories?”
Hannah thought for a moment. The Cuckold stories had turned her on very much but the idea of actually sleeping with another man, even with her husband's permission, seemed to go against everything she had been brought up to believe. It wasn’t that she was completely innocent but she had always been faithful to her husband and she knew he had always been faithful to her.
“I liked them a lot, I just couldn’t imagine you being my Cuck…” She tried out the new word, it sounded funny on her mouth.
Her husband watched her and nodded his understanding. Then spoke in the soft calm way she adored “This is very new to both of us and if you’re willing to experiment with me on this we can go slow and do what feels fun. I would very much like to try the Chastity Cage, the idea of denying myself pleasure so I can be even more devoted to your sounds wonderful to me.”
He took her in his arms again and began kissing from her ear lobe and down her neck, he started to whisper… “I would only live to make you happy” *Kiss* “Your pleasure would be my only goal” *Kiss* he dropped to his knees and lifted her skirt. His kisses were now being pressed on her thighs and panties. “You are my everything, let me worship you” *kiss* She could feel his warm breath and felt the pool of wetness forming as her panties clung to her pussy. She had to admit she liked the idea of him worshiping her, how he had just gone into great detail describing. She wanted him.
He pulled her panties to the side and with long slow licks teased her to orgasm. “You own me already but with the chastity cage you will own my body, my mind, my pleasure. I will think of you constantly and my only concern will be to please you…”
Hannah giggled. “Well how can I refuse such a proposal?”
*Part 2 coming soon*
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First day nerves weren’t a thing for Katelyn. Looking at her..
First day nerves weren’t a thing for Katelyn. Looking at herself in the mirror as she straightened her suit, she was you ng, beautiful and on the road to being a very successful woman. Determination and ambition in her dark eyes as she fixed her thick black hair into a neat ponytail. Smoothing any stray strands down with her comb, she would make the perfect first impression.
Katelyn knew what she wanted. She knew how to get it. This is the first day of her plan.
All eyes on her, just how Katelyn liked it. She walked into her new office and was greeted by her new boss. Around 10 years her senior he was average height, average looking. He could probably do to lose a few pounds. His suit looked a little on the small side and not as expensive as she would have liked. Image was everything when becoming successful. His left hand housed a simple white gold ring showing the world he was married. Shame, she thought, fucking the boss was always a quick way for progression. Saying that when did a ring truly stop anyone from their desires. She would never get married. Playing wifey to a man was certainly not in her future.
She plastered a sweet smile on her face. Men liked it when she smiled. She knew how to play the game and she always played to win.
What felt like an eternity of being shown around the office, being introduced to the endless new faces that would become her co workers. Mostly men of similar age, a few older ladies that had sat at the same desk for the last 30 years. Pathetic. She couldn’t help but look at these people with disdain. This was her day one not her forever. She would never be like them.
Finally she was allowed to sit at her new desk after being assigned a mentor for the next few days to show her ropes. *Eye roll* Her “mentor” was Joe, a year younger than her no less. Had been in the office 3 months so she was now replacing him as the newbie. He had dirty blonde hair, tall but thin, not her type at all. He struggled to hold eye contact with her and babbled way too much. She made him nervous. Good.
5pm rolled around, Joe stood up from the desk.
“What are you doing?” Katelyn asked him, her tone harsher than she intended. Not wanting to betray her true feelings towards him she tried again. Smiling up at him through her thick lashes, a look she knew made most men weak. “I mean, I was hoping you would stay a little later with me Joe? I really want to make a good impression and we’ve only covered half of how these systems work.”
“Oh of course. Yes you are right. Let me just text my Mother and let her know I won’t be home for dinner.”
*EYE ROLL* A mummy’s boy of course. I bet he would cum in his little white panties if she showed him her tits. Katelyn smirked to herself. Now there is an idea…
When Joe came back to the desk Katelyn was watching him intently. The office was quiet, apparently working late was not a thing here. She was not surprised. The people wouldn’t know ambition if it hit them in the face. Not like her.
“Tell me about you Joe?” She almost purred his name, leaning a little closer than appropriate as he sat down in the chair next to her. His eyes met hers and then moved down to her chest. She had popped a button on her blouse as he was gone and from the angle he sat he had a very good view of her cleavage and white bra. Katelyn had a very nice body. She had been a swimmer in her teens. Fit, petite, but also gifted with D cup tits and a nice tight ass. She knew men admired her and she was not ashamed to use her body to get where she needed to be.
Joe stammered something about graduating and saving to move out of his parents house, how he was previously in a relationship but that recently broken up - Maybe because you bored her to death she thought - he talked of their co-workers, who not to pi ss off etc. Not that she cared and not that she listened to a word he said. She smiled as he spoke, she laughed in the right places and she touched his arm, when she did this it paused his speech for just a moment. She should touch him more.
After an hour of “Get to know Joe” she was totally bored. She did however know - he wasn’t a virgin, he liked video games *eye roll AGAIN*, he lived with his mum, obviously, he was single, obviously, he had 3 sisters, oh and he was the most boring guy on the planet.
Bringing her fingers to the tie in her hair she released her ponytail. Shaking her hair free, she didn’t need to look at his face to know his reaction. “Feels almost as good removing your bra.” Her words had the desired effect and she watched his adam's apple as he swallowed. This was too easy.
“Joe, will you do me a favour?”
“Anything” he muttered. The bulge in his suit trousers proving she had him exactly where she wanted him, although not an impressive bulge she could tell he was hard. As hard as his little dick could get anyway.
Katelyn put her hand on his leg and squeezed. “I want you to fuck me over this desk, right now.”
Joe didn’t speak. Kaitlyn stood, bent over the desk and spread her legs further apart. “I know you’re hard. Fuck.Me.”
The view in front of him had his dick throbbing in his pants. He couldn't deny his desire for her, his need to touch her, to have his cock inside her. She spread her beautiful legs and he could see where her skirt ended, the lace of the stockings she wore, the strap from her suspender belt peeked out too. All he had to do was lift her skirt up over her hips. His hands moved separately to his body, like he had no control. His fingers gripped the hem of her skirt. His brain hadn’t caught up with his actions as he pulled it over her shapely ass and around her hips.
Perfection. That was all his brain said as he looked down on her ass. Black lace panties, black suspender belt reaching down to the black stockings. She was bent over and presenting herself to him. She wanted him to fuck her and he was definitely not man enough to deny her. He wanted her more than he had wanted anything.
Unbuttoning his trousers and pulling his cock from the restraints of his boxers he was now more grateful than ever she was bent over and not watching him. He was in no means large in that department. Average. He told himself. He had only ever been with one other woman who had also been a virgin so comparison had never been a problem until this moment. He could do this. He repeated that over and over in his head as he slipped her panties down her ass.
She was beautiful. He spread her small lips and lined his cock against her entrance. She was wet. She wanted him, he told himself. He slipped easily inside her and started to move in and out. He had never actually taken a woman like this. His experience had been very vanilla till this moment.
“Harder.” Katelyn instructed.
“Grip my hips hard and fuck me.”
“Fuck me”
He was doing his best, he was pounding into her. Gripping her as tightly as he could, so tight he may even leave bruises, he had never hurt a woman before but he wanted, needed to please her.
“Spank me. If you want me to cum. Put a hand around my neck and squeeze hard. It’s the only way you’ll make me cum.”
He heard her. What had he gotten himself into. Taking his hand and placing it around her throat, he squeezed lightly to test. She moaned. His dick throbbed inside her. He squeezed harder and her pussy clenched on his cock. He took his free hand and slapped her ass. She clenched around him again. He hit her again harder this time. She moaned. He pressed down hard on her neck and slapped her again with all the strength he could muster. He couldn’t stop himself. He came hard inside her.
He went to carry on thrusting inside her. She hadn’t cum yet and he wanted to make her happy, as happy as he was right now.
She pulled away from him. Turned and pushed him away.
“What have you done?” She asked, tears coming to her eyes but the smirk on her mouth denied the upset. She could have been an actress.
“What do you mean? You asked me to fuck you ?” Confusion etched his face. Panic started to rise in his throat. What had he done?
“You just took advantage of me on my first day. Look at my hips, my ass, my throat. Your finger marks. You for ced yourself on me. I was scared, intimated. It’s my first day. I wanted to make my mentor happy when he asked me to stay late.”
“No, no it didn’t happen like that. You told me to fuck you” Joe begged. Pleaded. This wasn’t happening. What had happened, how had this happened? His life was over. He would lose his job. His mother would disown him. What was he going to do? His head started to go light. He tried to focus on his breathing as he felt the beginnings of a panic attack. In and out he told himself but it didn’t help. His head swirled with the accusations and outcomes.
“I mean, this could all go away…” She whispered innocently. “Check my bag. I have something in there you need to put on. It belonged to my last bitch. Good for you, you've just been promoted.”
Reaching into his bag he pulled a stainless steel … something out. He had no idea what he was holding.
“It’s for your cock. Like a mini prison and guess what? I keep the key.”
He dropped the chastity cage. No, this was not happening.
“2 options lover boy… You put the cage on right now, become my bitch which basically means you’ll do my work as well as yours, do everything I ask … etc etc. you get the idea or I call the police right now, our boss, your mum, everyone and tell them how you fucked me over this desk. 5 seconds to decide…” Holding up 5 fingers Katelyn put them down one at at time. As the last finger turned her hand to a fist Joe spoke.
“Fine. Yes. I’ll put it on.” He bent down. His cock was already flaccid from the stress. The cage slipped on easily. She locked the lock closed and put the key in her bra.
“Good boy. Now lick clean the evidence” She sat back on the desk and once again spread her legs to him…
*Part 2 coming soon*
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Female Worship and Chastity He woke up to the familiar feel..
Female Worship and Chastity
He woke up to the familiar feeling of his cock trying to get hard in his cage. The smile spread across his face, he loved this feeling. Rolling over onto his stomach he thrust his hips into the mattress, the cage rubbed against his body as he moved. Conjuring the image of her in his mind, her blonde hair splayed out over the pillow. Her eyes closing as he entered her the sound of her as a moan escaped her lips. Yes this was his favourite fantasy.
He could so easily cum even as his cage prevented him from getting an erection. Funny how the thing that made his cock twitch the most was the thing that stopped him from ever getting hard.
That was enough tease right now he got out of bed and decided it was time for a shower. As he walked past the calendar on his bedroom door he marked off another day. 36 days. 36 days he had been caged. The topless girl smiled at him from the calendar “Sorry, not getting me hard.” He smirked as he looked at her pretty face and perfect tits. Rehanging the calendar and grabbing a towel he walked to the bathroom.
He soaped up his body, paying special attention to his caged cock. He started thinking about a pretty blonde. Not the one from the calendar but the one he had pictured in his bed. He felt his dick twitch again. 90 minutes and he would see her. He could almost smell her perfume now, the sophisticated scent she always wore, he took a deep breath in enjoying the tor ture of his throbbing cock. Next he thought about the way her breasts looked in the blouses she wore, the buttons almost stretching to contain them. How many times had he wished, prayed even that one of those buttons would pop and give him the glimpse of her skin he desired so much. Working down her body in his mind he saw her ass in the tight skirt with the slit at the back. As she moved the slit revealing a teasing look at her inner thigh. He squeezed his balls imagining how her soft skin would feel under his fingers, oh what he would do, what he would give just to be able to stroke her thigh for a second. Finally, he thought about her slender calves and pretty feet covered by the black heels she always wore. How he wanted to sit and worship her feet. Kiss them, kiss her ankles and all the way up her legs.
He finished his shower, this had become his morning ritual for the past 36 days, shower and thinking about her. Worshiping every part of her body. The parts of her body he had been lucky enough to see, the rest of her he had had to use his imagination. She was the most perfect woman he had ever seen...
She was also his married neighbour.
At 20, John had had girlfriends, emphasis on girl. He had had sex, blow jobs, even a threesome. He looked in the mirror as he ran his fingers through his dark hair. He was a good looking guy, he knew it. His ego was helped by the fact he had never had to deal with rejection. He seemed to be the one that broke every girl's heart when he left the morning after without a goodbye. The amount of text messages and phone calls he let go unanswered. Okay he was a bit of a jerk. A boyish grin spread on his face at that thought. That was his winning smile that made so many panties drop, the problem was he was now bored. Bored of girls his age, bored of easy conquests. Sex no longer appealed to him how it once had. He blamed her.
Ever since the first time he saw her, no one else had existed. She was classy but there was something else about her, the way she walked, the look behind the smile she would give, she was the definition of sex. He was consumed by the idea of worshiping her. And for John that was a very alien idea indeed.
Checking the time and realising he was running late he threw on his clothes and left the house. Taking longer than necessary to lock the front door, he waited.
“Good morning John”
Stuffing his keys into his pocket he turned in the direction of the voice. He knew the voice, knew exactly where to look. It was the reason he had waited. The voice belonged to his neighbour. Flashing his best smile, “Good morning Mrs Cole.” She looked immaculate as always as she locked her front door and walked towards her car. Her heels clicked on the path as she flicked her hair and put her sunglasses on. Needing to stall her, “Beautiful morning isn’t it.” She stopped walking and turned back to look at him.
“It really is, and how many times John, my name is Vicky not Mrs Cole. I’m 31, not 81!” Giving him a playful exasperated sigh. He laughed, could she be any more perfect. Yup, he was done for.
“Have a nice day Vicky.”
“You too John. Mum and dad okay?”
“All good, both already left work.”
“On that note I had better get my ass moving.” She lifted her sunglasses and gave him a wink.
John’s stomach did a somersault and his dick, well you can guess. He watched her climb into her car, hoping for a cheeky glimpse of her legs but she was too graceful for that. She gave him as little wave as she pulled off the drive. John checked his watch, 8.46 am. She WAS pushing it today. Her work place was a 16 minute drive from here. She was never late, John’s curiosity peaked. He got in his own car - Yes he was going to be late too but she was worth it - and made the 20 minute drive to his own work.
20 minutes to tease himself over reasons she might have been late this morning. Maybe she was giving Mr Cole a good morning blow job, or he had woken her up and fucked her for an hour before he left for work. Did they fuck in bed, or in the shower? Did he bend her over the kitchen counter as she made their morning coffee? If he was ever lucky enough to wake up to her he would spend an hour between her legs just kissing and licking her pussy. A woman like that deserved to be worshiped. That word again. He had thought it a lot since he had first seen Mrs Cole, Vicky. He thought back to that day when he had watched them move in. They had come across the street and introduced themselves to his parents. Mr and Mrs Cole. He had listened from his bedroom. Mrs Cole. He repeated her name as he lay on his bed cock in hand, stroking slowly. Every edge he would say her name again.
That was the night he fell down the kink rabbit hole.
FLR - Female Led Relationships
Female domination
Cuckold
Female Worship - yes, that was what he felt when he looked at her. The need to worship.
Chastity - John was intrigued by this idea very much.
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One of the major aspects of using these devices is the denial of sex aspect and once you have been denied sex for a long time, you would become more aggressive when the device is unlocked and perform again in the bed.
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Another reason that people opt for this device is to enhance their sex drive. Since you can’t have sex or stroke off while wearing an enclosure, taking it off and being permitted to encounter joy, can make the accompanying sex and climaxes unquestionably progressively exceptional (particularly if your accomplice makes you wear one for some time).*
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Pulling into the work car park John parked his car. Checked his reflection in the mirror, adjusted the cage the best way he could in his suit trousers and walked into his office. John was a trainee accountant. The money wasn’t great right now, but it would get a lot better soon. 8 hours to go he said to himself.
5.32pm. John waited on his drive. He checked his watch for the twentieth time. No Mrs Cole. Another minute ticked by. He would have to go inside in a moment. Disappointment at not seeing her racked through him. He had been thinking of this all day, he had planned what he wanted to say, even practised his stupid smile in the mirror at work.
Giving up, he got out of the car and walked to the front door. No one seemed to be home yet as he put his key in the door. Just as the key turned and the lock clicked open he heard a car. His cock reacted as quickly as his head did. Her car pulled up on her drive. He watched. She got out of the car oblivious to her audience. Mr Cole climbed out of the car too. He was handsome if men were your thing. Unable to drag his eyes away, John watched. Mr Cole walked around the car to his wife, scooping her little body into arms so easily. She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him hard. John had to grab his cage, his cock tried to react to the scene in front of him.
As the married couple disappeared into their house, so did John. He had never seen them together like that. He had fantasised about it. A lot. The new memories of her in his arms now branded in his memory. What were they doing behind the closed doors…
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