It has been a week since Stephanie was in her belt and I in mine. I haven't worn it since thought i have used the regular machine quite a bit. And, it's getting cold out so all of this has happened indoors. And, by myself. I've been contemplating wearing the belt again; this time for 8 - 10 hours. I'm thinking about that again when I hear a knock. I'm surp...
Ben returned home and stood alone and naked in his minimalist lounge. The belt was a beautiful object, shiny, sleek and contoured around his narrow waist. The smooth metal ran down behind him, partially covering his butt, with only a small hole through which he could shit. It eased between his legs and widened as it came up over his cock and balls. They were...
Kat's Appointment It had been a long time since I had seen Kat but I knew her new marketing company needed work and I also knew she wanted to discuss possibly doing some work for my company. I actually was in need of some work in her area of expertise but actually arranging to meet had been a challenge. Finally, an appointment was arranged one evening after...
Mrs Darcy was an imposing woman, beautiful and elegant, but strict and unsmiling. Dark hair and dark eyes. A hint of Irish in her accent at times. I had never met her before, but I recognised her from the TV. She had a recurring role as the vengeful ex-wife of the hero of a long-running period drama. She never smiled there either. She was standing behind me...
Here's another memory, this one more recent than the last. A woman I used to see (out of town now) interested me initially because it was obvious she really, really liked spanking. The subject came up innocently in conversation once, and she couldn't sit still. This story is about a later meeting with her. That day I happened to be in a mood. She could tel...
They couldn't have planned it better if they'd tried. That was my first thought, once the initial panic was over. A moment of wry, bitter sarcasm as I studied the mess they had made of my clothing. My suit was very likely ruined by the black coffee stain, and my shirt and trousers were soaked through. Not a very expensive suit, thankfully, but I only had two...
"Porn." Kneeling down like this at the back of the treasury, she felt like she was going through some bizarre ritual. Golden curls framed her heart shaped face - curls she brushed away as she shifted the dress underneath her so that it wasn't catching on her heels. "This is porn." she said. "I assume that's some kind of sex equipment over there?" The hea...
Stretching as she slowly gained consciousness and feeling an unaccustomed ache and freedom, Melanie slowly opened her eyes. Running her hands down her body she discovered what the sense of freedom was... her chastity belt was missing. And the ache? She remembered a wild night of sex... being used by her Master for His pleasure... but receiving so much pleasu...
“Too bad. Now I will have to punish you.” I struggled to please him. My moan of protest meant nothing to him. After all, the idea was to set me up to be punished by orchestrating a task that was difficult, if not impossible to do in my current situation. My arms were tied behind my back. My ankles had been successfully lashed back to my thighs. I was open...
James opened the front door to see Kate standing on the step. Wild blonde hair pulled up in a ponytail, white tee shirt and the same old worn blue jeans. "James!" she beamed as if surprised to see him. He led her inside where she dropped down on to the white sofa, looking admiringly around the large room and then equally admiringly at James. "Coffee?" he...