The week Chastity’s 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
"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
Of course, it will be uncomfortable. What's the fun in your being comfortable? Yes, some of the people at the club may well hear the vibrator, but so what. It IS fetish night at the strip club. I don't care that you're embarrassed. Actually, I rather like it. You are far more in the … Continue reading Shall we Go?
So once again I broke the No Masturbation Spring Rules. This makes the third time. Milord has absolutely had it with me. First, he had me stand in the corner - something that humiliates me terribly - for 30 minutes. I had to be nude with my hands up away from my body. Once my time … Continue reading Forced Chastity