Bdsm Chastity Stories

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The Search

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Benny Price rolled around on the bed with his beautiful new wife, Nora. They were necking like teenagers, which was nice, and he was feeling her up but over her snug brown tank-top, and around her denim miniskirt. This was nice, but a little ridiculous for four months of marriage. This was what you did on the second date, usually, in Benny's experience. Ben...

Indolent Ivan

by justincbenedict on Aug 27, 2018
BDSM

February 24 From JosephineMiller To: Wrenjohnson Wren, this is great. I couldn't believe it. Ivan proposed last night. He presented me with a diamond engagement ring. I was kind of like "I hope this isn't a bribe, you're still not getting to orgasm till the end of next month." Although for a ring like that, I might have given up the whole Mistress/Slave t...

Black Cuckold into Black Femdom

by Samuelx on Oct 29, 2018
Group Sex

What's good, boo? My government name is Josephine Ajoku, and I'm originally from Port Harcourt, Nigeria. I came to Canada a long time ago as an international student, majoring in Computer Science at the University of Ottawa, and opted to stay after I got my permanent residence. I also remade myself from prim and proper, church-going Nigerian gal into a full-...

Howie Hangs

by justincbenedict on Aug 7, 2019
BDSM

Giulia ran her long dark nails up and down Howie's swelling cock. He was hanging just above the floor with his hands tied to the rafters of the barn. Giulia and Howie loved going up to his parent's country place. Howie's folks summered in Miami now, and so the farm was deserted. Giulia shook her thick ash blonde hair and re-adjusted her sunglasses. She to...

Letter from Blaine Vista

by justincbenedict on Dec 24, 2019
BDSM

Dear Shoeblossom My wife Tilda was giving me a massage, after taking off my CB-6000 chastity device. She's a real teaser, and loves to rub my cock--a hand job goddess, that's my wife. I was lying on the bed, naked, with this collar on my neck that has cuffs on the sides for my wrists. "You can't blame me, Norwood, I can't trust you, you know." Tilda always...

Chianti Cares...

by justincbenedict on Apr 9, 2019
BDSM

"I'm not even sure why I'm here." Reba said, trying to smile. In her early forties, Reba had curly dark hair and was somewhat curvaceous, but the sort that dressed sensibly to avoid the censure of her peers. Chianti had met Reba when they'd been taking an Italian cooking course together at Mallard Creek Community College, just across Buttermilk Bridge. It...

In Denial

by 11jacob11 on Jan 2, 2019
BDSM

After dating for a few months online, my date recently confessed to me and we decided that we should meet up in real life. Though the confession was less one of love and more one of devotion; having met on a dating website catering to BDSM enthusiasts, my date was a full on submissive. As you’re roused from your thoughts by a knocking at the door, you get up...

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Bibbit Smithers's Ordeals

by justincbenedict on Jul 11, 2018
BDSM

The Colonel's Chastity Tales June 2018 Stories BIBBS JUST CAN'T GET A BREAK Bibbit Smithers, Senior wondered why he was spending an expensive week at the Thumbscrew Lodge. Bibbs had had his ass kicked by his older brother, "Smitty" which you would think would have been bullying enough, right? And, Bibbs, no jock, had been charged with handing out towels t...

Obedience Training

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"How was Dubai?" asked Benny Price, as Nora made herself comfortable in his living room. Nora grinned. She'd been dating Benny for three months, ever since she'd met him at a singles mixer for dominant women and submissive men at the PainCafe. After their initial dates, Nora had put Benny in a chastity device. She pointed out to him that if he really liked...

Meditations in Buttermilk Falls

by justincbenedict on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Phineas peered out of his cell window, somewhat furtively, as he didn't want Miss Blythe to accuse him of skylarking and wasting time in his cell. He had his computer work to do, and she'd also ordered him to write 1,000 times in his cell "I am a biological waste of Miss Blythe's time". But there she was! There was his beloved Miss Blythe, walking back from...