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Would you consider writing an overstim piece where the main character agrees to work for someone. Could be a study could be a personal assistant job.
Its mostly normal but theres one condition, she needs to wear a chastity belt. Only instead of a normal Chasity belt this one has too big plugs and vibrators or clit overstimulation
Maybe instead of pussy plugs it could be vaginal spreader thats too wide for our main character so when she comes she can’t squeeze her legs together to relieve the pressure.you could even add a small vibrator in the stretched hole for g spot.
Imagine her having to still do things for her employer while this overstimed
The thing is that Shannon really needs the money.
And the chastity belt idea doesn't seem that bad at first. It's not like she's planning to rub one out at work. It's weird, but her last boss kept pet chickens in his office, so honestly, whatever.
But then Isabelle Chu--"call me Ms. Chu"--starts by strapping Shannon's legs open with a spreader bar, then gives Shannon's pussy a thorough but dispassionate lubing, then slides something inside of her that keeps her vagina and labia spread open, then slides something thin into her cunt, then presses something against her clit, and by the time she finally locks up the chastity belt Shannon already feels like she's gone through more foreplay than she's gotten from most of her exes.
Being stretched open like this feels odd, almost vulnerable even though it's entirely covered by the chastity belt. She tries reflexively to squeeze her legs together by can't, and the feeling of vulnerability gets worse.
"I will unlock the belt at the conclusion of each workday," Ms. Chu tells her. "Once you have proven yourself to be a competent employee, I may consider reduced stimulation. Until then, allow this to act as your incentive."
And then she presses a button, and two vibrators come alive--one against Shannon's clit, and one against her g-spot.
It's so much, just unrelenting sensation with no way to alleviate it, no way to even close her legs, and she shudders and trembles under Ms. Chu's judgmental eye.
Slowly, trying not to whimper, Shannon puts her hands on the laptop keyboard and starts to log in. It takes her three tries to get her password, but once she's finally in Ms. Chu gives her a nod and walks away.
Shannon rocks in her chair, trying to find some way to ease the sensation, to change it, to give herself pressure or friction or relief, but it doesn't do anything, everything secure behind the metal of the chastity belt.
She can't do anything about it.
Not even--as she moans through her first orgasm of the day--squeeze her legs together when she cums.
So she gets to work. Maybe, if she can do this job well, one day it won't be so bad.