Chastity had worn her locking heels out quite often and no one ever mentioned them. Normally she would hide the locking portion under a pair of jeans. All anyone ever saw was another pair of black heels, which she owns a lot of. This is until New Years Eve. Aiden asked her to wear them out to the club that night. He liked them and wanted her in them tonig...
It was all his fault. All he had to do was pick a female from his phone contacts and have them call his Mistress. He missed the deadline and in turn his Mistress used his email account to send a message to his doctor asking her to see him due to his concerns over locking himself in chastity and practicing orgasm denial for extended periods of time. Althoug...
Does she know? Can she tell that I just got fucked? She must be able to smell the sex on me, right? My mind is racing as I sit here in this Uber on my way back home so that I can make it to my dinner with friends on time. The driver is a nice, middle-aged woman who's doing her best to be nice and polite. She asked me to sit in the front seat as she feels mor...
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...
A Scrapbook of the Rise of Female Dominance & Mandatory Male Chastity Forward Depending on your perception, this work is either a fictional description of a world that might be, (should be?), or a slice of personal historical recollections and observations sent back from that future. Perhaps it is both at the same time. In any event, it is dedicated to th...
Alfred Nemirow rubbed his throbbing dick tentatively, and gave Fanchon an imploring look. His wife of three years was impervious to such looks,but Alf tried anyway. He looked down at the steaming Starbucks cup, and then checked the mirrors of the Mitsubishi Galant...was anyone looking? God knows no one wanted to catch Kissler Systems's head Accounting and F...
Considering I hadn't killed anyone for months, life was good. People say, "Do what you know." I know killing people. This is not a skill accepted in great degrees by our society. If you're good at killing people, you go into the military, or if you're really good, you get into politics. Neither option appealed to me, so I had used my skills in an illegal f...
I was shocked and embarrassed and immediately put in headspace from her direct words. Embarrassed not only by my very full diaper but that I had been caught disobeying a direct order. Head Mistress S walked over to me as I hurried to get back on my knees. She was dressed in a very beautiful business suit. She came very close to me, wrapped her hand around my...
You bury your sweaty, seven-and-a-half inch cock inside Carrie’s willing asshole. Her pale flesh shudders with joy, covered in goosebumps as she hisses in delight. Carrie is quite possibly the prettiest girl you’ve ever dated, big brown eyes, long brown hair, thin so her ears poke through it, a great smile, 25 years old, a yoga-teacher who loves wine and dre...
I slept well that Sunday night which surprised me, though I guess I was probably exhausted. I woke up with my normal hard-on a bit before 5am, well it would have been a hard-on but for the cage. My penis was certainly trying. I never found it an uncomfortable feeling, just frustrating that there is no ending and I could not jerk off, and now who knew what wa...