Chastity Cage Sissy Stories

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Up for Auction

by eroswizard on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

True to her name, my wife Dixie is all Southern girl. Having been brought up near Atlanta, she speaks with that cute/sexy accent. Dixie is a sweet as the tea she drinks. She has lovely smooth curves, unlike the skinny California girls I grew up with. She is also shy about our making love, keeping all references in the bedroom "where they belong." As she beco...

At My Cabin Ch. 05

by jeffss45 on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Stephanie and I have been falling into a routine. She comes by once or twice a week and gets edged by the machine. She usually follows that up by giving me a blow job. Although, once, when I was particularly horny, she put me in the machine and set the program to edge me for 75 - 90 minutes. That session lasted for 86 minutes and was the longest I've ever go...

An Exercise in Dominance Ch. 02

by The_Dragon_Knight on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

You slowly awaken, your hips rocking reflexively as your body instinctually remembers the events of last night. Remembering how I teased and tickled you, played your body like a violin and brought you within a hair's breadth of the edge before cruelly denying you. You shift your hips on the bed, moaning tiredly. You can still feel my lips on your slit, my to...

Madame's (Milked) Dry Bar

by dashielldash on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

One or two of the women gasped but there was mostly appreciative laughter as they entered the room. "WELLLL NOW..." exclaimed Andrea with her thin eyebrows cocked, "Haha, oh my god..." Rebecca managed, as one of the more shocked onlookers "As you all know, when I want to try something, I do it," Madame explained, very matter-of-factly. A large couch gave...

Bent by Gia Ch. 03

by GiasScribe on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Author's Note: The story below is 100% real. This series is intended to document my journey into submission at the direction of Miss Gia. All participants and activities described below are real. Much of the writing involves the psychological aspects of submission from the perspective of the sub, not just the physical interaction. If you are looking for an u...

The Magazine Article

by justincbenedict on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Fillmore Phelps yawned as he waited for Dr. Bigelow's chesty receptionist to call him. Fillmore had been seeing the orthodontist for four years now, and now, at twenty-one years old he was finally he was getting those god dam braces off Hey...he could finally eat an apple. Fillmore looked around on the table for something to read. Yeah. Good, something oth...

The Normal Life, or Not? Ch. 03

by Denialxx on Mar 11, 2019
BDSM

They were finally home again. She had taken the harness off from him, leaving only the collar on his naked body. His fairly defined muscles, toned so perfectly, and his face, all too worthy. She knew he had finally submitted, and there was no going back. Though every time she ran her hand through his hair, she felt his muscles tense. She left him alone in t...

A Game of Tease and Denial Ch. 01

by MALIBUMAN666 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

I'm lying on my back, with my wrists and ankles tied to the bed. My Mistress is standing over me and I have a perfect view of her gorgeous wet pussy and arsehole. As I look down between her legs I can see her beautiful tits swaying as she pounds my cock. The Femdom hour is nearly up and after four days of not being allowed to even touch my cock I'm finally g...

Shelacta Tales Ch. 11

by oggbashan on Sep 19, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Eleven: Hotel Thief Angela (see first Shelacta Tale) was unusual. She could animate her clothing, and any used item of her clothing could trap a male even if Angela was nowhere near. Most women who had a clothing trap had to use the clothing they were weari...

A Partner in the Firm (Step 03)

by LisaRowl on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

As it turned out, Alice had bought a lot of very expensive clothes and shoes. I packed them all into "her" room. They must have come to a total many, many times greater than my weekly allowance. I wondered again how much she really earned. After I had packed everything away I came through to find her lounging on the sofa with a drink in her hand. She smiled...