Chastity Money Stories

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My Journey to Becoming a Mistress Ch. 02

by intofdom on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

On the second anniversary of the day we met. He asked me for a large sum of money since I manage his dollars now. He told me it was a secret and I would definitely be surprised. I impatiently waited till that night. He arrived with a big bag. He sat next to me in bed and pulled out sluttiest dress that I had ever seen. He requested me to wear it. It was so...

Enslaved by Myself Ch. 05

by Lausunaht on Sep 14, 2020
Fetish

I had fully accepted my place as my clone's personal slutty sex slave and did anything he asked. I became his cum bucket and fleshlight and secretly became addicted to being his. I was still attracted to girls more than guys, but I hadn't seen a girl in months, in fact I hadn't seen anyone in person for months, except for my master. I had no choice but to...

Letter from Raleigh

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Dear Shoeblossom: What will happen now? Yesterday, Pebbles summoned me from the closet (I undress and kneel there as soon as I come in from work) and instructed me to put on my pink panties and my pink and purple lacy floral print baby doll nightie and high heels. I walked into the living room, and there was Peb, and her sister Faye, and the six guys in my...

Mistress Treva Wins Again

by justincbenedict on May 29, 2018
BDSM

Dr. Shepherdson Grangerford milled about at the fundraiser, his adoring wife, Treva by him, the ultimate arm candy even after all these years. A balding, chubby fellow came up, grabbing Shep's hand. "Dr. Grangerford, everyone is so pleased that you made the fundraiser, and that you'll be heading up the Ophthalmological Wing. We probably couldn't have gotten...

Becoming His Ch. 11

by mrdomdavis on Jan 22, 2020
BDSM

Chapter 11: Chastity Part 11 of 14 at this point. Many thanks to lovesexandmore for helping to edit this story. "Your work outfit is set out for you, Pet," he says, "make sure to stop in my office for an inspection before you leave." She quickly runs up the stairs, excited to see what her Master has laid out for her. "Make sure to use the bathroom before...

Letter from Mount Chapel

by justincbenedict on Aug 20, 2018
BDSM

Dear Shoeblossom, I got into the sweetest deal. I agreed to play femdom games with my geeky male roommate. He owns the house and was renting me one of the rooms, and like so many nerds, he has the hots for us tattooed, embroidered jeans types, I guess. Oscar is the sweetest guy, you know the kind. Comes to try and ask you out when you're smoking in the sch...

Sissy's Decline into a Slut Pt. 04

by Sissy_Chantel on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Chapter Six: Chantel's Decline is Achieved, Owned by a Black Master as his Sissy Maid and Slut. I cannot believe at what is happening to me here. Master named Gage is about to purchase me and place me into slavery as his sissy maid and sissy slut. I am near in panic, I want to run away, get into my car and drive for the safety of my home. But I know this wi...

Findom Demands a Tesla

by johan26 on Apr 15, 2020
Fetish

"We're going shopping on your next paycheck -- it's time to go deeper. Pick me up at 10am," Autum texted me. "Yes Mistress," I replied. Trembling, I put the phone down and reflected on our relationship. It had been a few years since I met Autum, and what started as dating had quickly devolved into a financially submissive dynamic. Autum demanded regular spo...

The Sex Maniac Institute Ch. 1

by allexcited69 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

It was in the year 2012. After along six year war that started in China spread to the Middle East, then to Africa and then to Europe and ultimately to North America. Miraculously, South America and the Isles in the Caribbean and Oceania had remained untouched, it was a war initially caused by local food shortages brought about by floods, then acute energy s...

Letter from Des Moines

by justincbenedict on Sep 24, 2019
BDSM

Dear Shoeblossom My first husband was an asphalt salesman; he sold cork flooring, too. I locked him in a plastic belt soon after we met; that much time on the road can make a man quite frisky. And of course you know the type. Ralph "Rip" Muztagh was a flirt from the word go. And he had what you'd call a long "cunt collar" amongst his friends. One of his...