Chasity Belt Stories

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A Painful Break Up

by Ari_Gold on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

This is my first attempt at writing erotica so any feedback would be gladly appreciated. This story is based on a real event in my life. Also please pardon me for my bad English. Now to the story... ***** He was a 21 year old guy and for somebody his age he'd fucked enough. Living in India, sex was very limited to him. Most of the times he had to go to...

New Life

by Master_Reynardine on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

This is My first work... It's based on a true story... If you liked it and would like a 2nd chapter let me know. Enjoy.... * * * * * They stand and face each other in front of the coal fire. They have just come back from an intimate meal out. She is dressed in her suit for work. He is dressed in a black leather. "Tell me your secret thoughts, lover", he...

Playfully His Ch. 02

by playmiss on Jun 16, 2020
BDSM

Playfully His Ch. 02: Never Again Note: The events in this series are based on real experiences, which have been somewhat condensed and altered to allow for presentation as a story. There it is. The belt. I look at it, and hesitate to touch it. On the back of his bathroom door, hanging by its buckle from a hook, off by itself from the array of other belts...

Suburban Slave Ch. 02

by Wifeowner on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Part 2: A Belting I heard the buckle tinkle softly as my husband pulled his belt from around his waist. Then, there was a sharp slap as he doubled the thick leather strap in to a loop and pulled it taught. He reached up and pulled the butt plug from my mouth. "We'll try it without the gag first, but if you scream too loudly, the plug goes back in." "Yes,...

Infidelity and Chastity Ch. 05

by rockbohunk on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

May came and left quickly with the change of the weather. The sun grew stronger daily, and Sara's punishment less severe. The routine was pretty much the same. Sara still wore her chastity belt every day with the exceptions of about an hour in the morning and a few hours in the evening. In the mornings, like clockwork, Sara would meet Rick at the doorway as...

The Facility Ch. 06

by spankmehard1984 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 6: The Dungeon Tim and Vanessa's relationship blossomed. They became frequent clients of The Facility. Their sessions almost became routine. They would make small chat with Cassandra, be taken to the Changing Room, handcuffed together in the Spanking Waiting Room. Miss Kate would take them to her Spanking Room where she would spank them with a vari...

Xi Ch. 07

by nerbus on Aug 31, 2017
Fetish

Chapter 7 – Image Xi blanched when she saw the contents of the manila envelope that Sabra had handed her. She looked around to see if anyone was looking over her shoulder and felt thankful that Sabra had chosen a corner table with some privacy. "Oh... my... god... Who took these?" "They were emailed to me anonymously." Sabra seemed to be gauging Xi's rea...

Santa's Special Package for Me

by Sabine_Strong on Dec 3, 2019
Erotic Couplings

Twelve. That's how many cousins packed into my grandmother's tiny apartment every Christmas. We were usually the first to arrive since we were the oldest and could help dig out the song books, set the table, and take every folding chair or comfy cushion we could find and strategically place them around the tree. Aunts, uncles, and cousins ranging in age from...

The Locker Pt. 07

by ChangeYourPassword on Mar 16, 2020
Fetish

Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and the fetishes involved, great. If not, please forget the whole thing. Read Chapters 1 -6, first...

My Wife the Quean: Background

by edgequean on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

My wife and I have been married for ten years and I have been controlling her orgasms for most of that time. Before she was a submissive cuckquean, she was a chronic masturbator. On various occasions, I would come home from work and find her furiously rubbing her clit with her legs spread on the bed, while she looked at me and grinned sheepishly. I would fee...