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Complaining into the ball gag, "Oh my goodness, just let me cum, let me cum you bastard, how can you do this to me, I hate you, let ne cum you bastard!!"
If you're sure then I guess I'll go ahead and snap the key off in the lock... and now the epoxy to make sure it can't ever be opened again. God that's such a weight off my shoulders, it was such a hassle trying to remember your release dates, and I always felt so guilty seeing your sad face whenever you'd get your hopes up that I might let you cum 'this time' only to leave you denied and aching in chastity. Don't you feel so much better babe?
Oh yeah I should probably take off that ball gag.
Omg would you dress like this slut wife/gf?
Brachial genug?
My The edge of relief.
"Please, Mistress. I can't, I can't take it anymore." The words tumbled out in a rush, my voice cracking as I knelt naked on the cold tile floor. The chastity belt weighed heavily between my thighs, its unyielding metal a constant reminder of six months without relief. Six months of the year, I'd agreed to and signed a contract for. My skin prickled under the weight of her gaze, the air thick with the scent of leather and the faintest hint of my own desperation.
But but but... 🙁🔑
What would you choose? (chastity caption)
concert fit check
Ever since Ariana took that bet, she thought about the burning desire that made every waking hour a nightmare for her.
Well, that might have been a bit of an exaggeration, but the constant dripping was certainly making her all kinds of bothered. And hot. So, so hot. Hence her change in outfits lately.
But what can a girl do, not take a bet with her bestie? Absolutely not.
So they agreed: They would both be locked up in chastity with added little fun extras every week. And whoever begs for release first would get it... But also would be enslaved by the other for two weeks.
Long story short: Losing was not an option.
And there was another fun thing on her mind: Sunday was finally the day of the concert she wanted to go to for like years now. So she was not gonna let anything come in the way of that.
Even getting on her concert fit, she had trouble thinking straight, she wanted to sport the perfect outfit but every change made the little frontal intruder, that was added last Saturday, a frustrating, yet delicious experience.
After some deliberating, stuck between two different outfits, she noticed the little message: "Hey, don't forget: Upgrade time!!! Oh and not just your pussy will be tortured, nono, don't forget the butt plug we talked about, after all, you should have FUN on your little adventure! Challenge time!!"
Right, she almost forgot about that. Both could issue a single challenge for the other if they completed their received challenge. Think of it like playing ping pong just.. with more fun. And truth is Ariana had some devious idea after she won the coin toss and immediately and put those to good use. So, payback time.
Even taking out the current frontal plug send shivers down her spine and then slowly working in the new 4-ball frontal plug had her wait several times because the pleasure got almost overwhelming. Locking up immediately was the safer choice because who knew what would happen otherwise. And then the butt plug. A lot larger than the usual one she likes to wear, there was a certain resistance that she had to push through until, finally, the metal that would fill and tease her was nested safely between the metal that would protect her.
After having her brain completely scrambled by the intruders, there was no more thought left to decide on the outfit and the current one had to do: Shorts, a crop top and a pair of Naked Wolfe ankle boots.
Sure, the strap of her chastity belt was visible but she had trouble thinking straight so what thought could possibly have been left to even consider any of that. And so, Ariana tried her best to straighten herself out.
A deep breath. A straightened back and she finally managed to head off to the concert.
Your girlfriend had always been honest about what she did for a living, as the bondage asylum's best cock-teaser she took pride in her work and every night would ride you for hours while describing in explicit detail all the delicious torments the men imprisoned were subjected to. It was her particular specialty to bring them as close as humanly possible to the edge without letting them slip past- many would suffer years of denial at a time before coming anywhere close to an orgasm, and on the rare occasion they did start to cum she always knew exactly how to ruin it and make their frustration that much worse. Often by the time she was done her victims would be begging for the mercy of a chastity cage to protect them from her...
Knowing all that then, it felt insane when you found yourself starting to fantasize about being one of them, even asking her to tie you up and give you a taste- that was when she offered to do one better. You had a week of annual leave coming up and she could quite easily pull some strings to have you voluntarily committed; 7 days spent in constant restraint, cruelly teased as she used every trick at her disposal to make you as desperate as she could. Just within the first hour of your 'vacation' you knew she hadn't been exaggerating, and by the time you were locked in chastity and allowed to rest you were already half out of your mind.
What had there been before this room? Before her touch? Before the burning need you felt to cum that filled every moment? By day 5 you could barely remember, it was no wonder so few patients ever left the bondage asylum- the treatments alone were enough to cause madness. When Monday morning finally arrived, or so she told you since it was impossible to track time here, she climbed on top once again for 'one final torment'.
Within moments of springing free from the cage you were rock hard and simmering away, precum emerging in a torrent as she masterfully stroked with her trademark feather-light touch; the edge was coming... coming... here, and you went over! The orgasm you craved began to erupt in a wave of... nothing. She'd ceased all contact, leaving you to throb wildly and cum poured out in a thick, pleasureless glob.
"I hope you enjoyed that orgasm baby," she said seizing your cock and forcing it back into chastity,
"because it's going to be years before you get another! Seeing you like this, how much you enjoy it, has made me realise that you belong here, so I've had your stay indefinitely extended. You're gonna be my new special project!"