Dear Shoeblossom: I have read with interest your letters from chastity belt couples. I really thought I was an enthusiast, but now I think it may have gone too far. My love affair with chastity and denial began, I think, in my early twenties. In the summer after my junior year at Harvard, I wrecked Dad's BMW while drunk on the Montauk Highway, near our vaca...
He lay in his bath, relaxing in the warm water and looking down at the steel tube locked onto his penis. He gave it a gentle tug as he'd done many times before. It's not coming off, he told himself. It had been ages since he'd had a bath without his 'security', as his wife liked to call it. He barely remembered looking down at his member without its steel e...
I liked men and I think most of them liked me as well. There was only one man though who had all the right to thrust his cock into my throbbing pussy any time he pleased. And whereas I got to enjoy the admiration of men and he let me enjoy them, it was just a matter of time when he was going to lock me up in chastity just to be on the safe side that I woul...
Author Note: This arc begins with "A Cure for Loneliness" where our heroine gets her guy. It continues with "Helping a Friend's Loneliness" where she makes things better for herself and for a friend she meets along the way. For some reason, there's more in my mind to write for pun'kin, so here we go for anyone that might still interested... ================...
Merritt came into the Dungeonopolis gift shop with Darrell's chastity belt in her hands, looking exasperated. Hinton smiled. He enjoyed Merritt, she was fun and cute, and they had a flirtatious relationship, though of course he was a good forty five years older than she. Hinton actually was a retired mechanical engineer; he'd had a hobby of building and r...
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Edited by Slavegirl70 ***** I woke up early for a run in the crisp air before the sun came up; it was the only way I could clear my head. I got dressed in a pair of tight shorts that were a bit small and a sports bra. Sure, the outfit was a bit revealing, but it was four thirty in the morning—who was up besides me? I began to stretch in the front yard as...
"Thank goodness you're here," declared Aunt Janet as she opened the door. She waved to my wife, Roxanne, as she was backing out the driveway. We had gotten a call from Aunt Janet that morning that the hot tub wasn't working. She asked if I could come over and see if I could fix it. So here I was! "What's wrong?" I asked. "Nothing seems to work," she replie...
I drive a sterilized knitting needle through my son's left nipple. Sowell grimaces, but he is sucking on one of my bloody tampons, and his buttocks hurt from the vicious caning I gave him earlier. I surprise Sowell—when he's coming out of the tub, wet, naked and vulnerable, I charge in with my whippy cane and leave red, bloody streaks all over his slim whit...
I love feedback, so tell me what you think! --- I'm going to have to focus to get through this, the White Queen thinks and looks over her classroom. It's a bare bones place on Utopia, and she's explaining some of the new thinking about how mutant powers work to a disparate group of students. Some, like Hellion and Surge, are younger. Others, like Kitty, s...