Chastity’s Chastity – part 2

The week Chastity‚Äôs Chastity had been frustrating, Chastity had to admit, but not all bad. After George had come down her throat that first day, he had cuddled and kissed her, telling her how amazing she was. She'd dressed, gone to work, virtually forgot all about the damned belt during the day, gone home, fixed … Continue reading Chastity’s Chastity – part 2

Chastity’s Chastity

"But why this?" Chastity complained. "Once more, Chas. Utter one more complaint or question and you'll be paddled again," George answered. Chastity would have rubbed her already scarlet bum, but her hands were tied above her head. She bit her bottom lip to stop her voice but was powerless to stop the single tear from … Continue reading Chastity’s Chastity