Chastity ========
WARNING This contains graphic descriptions of sexual
intercourse and sadomasochistic activities between adult males. If
this offends you, is not appropriate for viewing in your location,
or you are not of legal age, don't read it.
REMARK This story picks up in the world set up the stories
collectively known as the Justin_Series. If you haven't read
them, I recommend them based on the overwhelmingly positive stream
of feedback I've received.
Any resemblance of characters in this story to the living is
purely coincidental.
(c) 1997, TopLegal. Permission is granted for distribution via
Usenet and the Web in full.
Prologue --------
As you already know, I'm a practicing attorney in our great big
city. I travel in a circle of hot friends and love to spank among
other S&M proclivities.
Chastity --------
Like most men, I like to masturbate. So does my husband Justin.
Recently though, I've felt he's been masturbating far too much and
I was finding that when I got home late he had already jacked off
twice and was spent.
After spanking him five nights in a row with a strap for his
conduct, I realized more drastic measures were called for. A quick
look at my most recent catalog from a leather shop brought to my
attention a unique new chastity belt.
The hot man wearing it in the picture was yummy enough to want to
eat and the metal cage that contained the cock looked unbelievable
cruel in a way that only the most perfectly designed implements of
bondage can look alluring and yet confine so completely. By
allowing complete visibility and even slight touching of the cock,
it would be tempting and yet still impossible for the wearer to
jack off.
From work the next day I ordered the device.
When it arrived in the mail on Saturday, Justin was surprised to
find a package.
I opened the box and summoned my husband over. After fixing him at
attention, I slid the back part of the metal device around his
cock shaft and pulled his testicles through. Next I strapped the
belt firmly in place. Then I attached the paddlock fixing the
base.
Next, I closed the front cover after lifting his cock up towards
his belly button. With two more paddlocks, his cock was sealed
between two layers of metal. Ejaculation would be nearly
impossible. It was delicious. I kissed him deeply and handed him
tight fitting lycra shorts and told him we would be going out for
brunch.
Brunch ------
Justin took his time getting ready for brunch, he picked out a
baggy shirt and after five hard swats on his butt replaced that
with a tight T-shirt. He knew I was putting him on display in this
device. Everyone we met today would know he was mine.
The door man saw and smiled at me but was polite enough not to say
anything.
As I walked us slowly through the park, Justin gradually became
shier and shier. Each passerby looked at him holding my hand and
then his cock and then stared. Justin was embarassed beyond
belief. In the restaurant he regained his composure and asked how
long I intended to make him wear the belt. "Every night when you
leave the office, you'll come by and I'll put it on you," I
responded.
He frowned deeply, but did not argue. After a few minutes of
silence, he asked the question "Why?"
I waited a while and then responded, "Because you can't keep your
hands off yourself." As we left the restaurant to more glares from
onlookers, I knew he wanted to find another answer.
Tom's -----
We stopped at Tom's on the way home. Once in the door Justin
stripped naked. With only the chastity belt showing, Tom and
Geoffrey got a clear view of my newest method of controlling my
boy. Geof's expression could be read without difficulty, "Am I
next?"
Tom and I kissed and we all sat down in the living room. Geof took
up his position between Tom's legs and sucked his master. Justin
sat next to me, his cock still partially erect and all but
untouchable in the metal cage.
Tom asked Justin about the chastity belt and Justin was not to
chatty. After flipping my husband over my lap and deliverring 30
hard slaps to his buttocks he proceeded to explain to Tom why he
needed the chastity belt. Tom asked me about it some more and how
Justin would be able to go to the bathroom with it on. I pointed
out that stainless steel doesn't rust so in terms of urinating it
will be unpleasant, but it could be done. As for deficating, well
just like he will have to wait to pleasure himself, he'll have to
learn to control his bowels more.
Justin did not look pleased by the discussion, but said nothing.
Tom asked me to order one for Geof and I saw Geof gag on Tom's
cock. I pointed out that not only was touching impossible but
also, the cage was too tiny for a boy to have an erection in. Tom
rubbed his hands gleefully and pointed out that since he worked
from home Geof could count on being in chastity most of the day so
he wouldn't be walking around the house turned on unless Tom
wanted him to be.
I promised to order the unit for Geof as Justin got dressed for us
to leave.
Bed ---
When we finally went to bed that night, Justin was very happy to
be able to touch his cock again and let me know by proudly
shooting a load of cum as I administered his bedtime spanking.
After we made out and went to sleep he asked if I would really put
the device on him at work Monday. I said yes, and he put his head
against me and cried softly before falling asleep.
Monday ------
The day was very quiet. At 4 when Justin usually went home he came
to my office first. After I shut the door, I quickly attached the
device to him and then pulled his suit pants back up. I knew he
was afraid to be seen in the office like this and I let him wear a
raincoat out of the building.
When I got home finally at 11, he was standing at the door waiting
in the chastity belt.
But, I didn't take it off right away. Instead, I took my time, ate
my dinner, read the mail, worked out and basically ignored him.
At midnight, I removed the belt, and immediately gave him his
bedtime spanking. Once again he came from the spanking alone and
then we had wild sex before finally going to sleep.
By the end of the week, I thought he was learning to accept the
belt as part of his life, but Friday he left the office without
letting me attach it.
Friday Evening --------------
I carried the belt home with me in my briefcase as I left work
that Friday evening. When I arrived at home, the apartment was
empty, Christopher had been away for a week or two visiting some
friends and it was uncommonly quiet. I checked the answering
machine, no messages.
By ten o'clock, I was both annoyed and worried, an altogether
unpleasant condition to find me in. A half hour later, my blood
was boiling.
When Justin finally walked in at eleven, I think he knew how
furious I was because the first words out of his mouth were to ask
whether he should fetch a strap or a paddle. Rather than give him
time to make up excuses, I ripped his clothes off, fastened the
chastity device around his cock, and dragged him by his ear to the
dungeon bedroom.
Whipping --------
Quickly, I strapped him to the spanking horse and then left him
for a while to think about his conduct. When I came back at
midnight, he was sobbing softly. I selected one of the Singaporan
canes I had purchased recently and whisked it through the air.
Justin started to stammer, but then apparently thinking better of
it, went back to sobbing softly.
I positioned myself behind my errant husband and off to a side.
Seconds later, the cane was flying through the air and down
towards his tender exposed buttocks. This would be an especially
painful spanking with his cock caged between two webbed layers of
cold steel. No orgasm through pressure and frottage against the
spanking horse would be possible. The first stroke of the cane
landed on his smooth tanned buttocks violently. The cane barely
made a sound as it struck. But within seconds, Justin's sobbing
had turned to a yelp.
I repeated the treatment, lifting the cane high in the air and
bring it down violently time and time again. All told, I counted
97 strokes. His buttocks, lower back, and upper legs were a mess
of deep crimson lines where the cane had struck. His voice had
grown slightly hoarse from screaming in pain, but not once had he
begged me to stop, he knew better than that by now.
Then, I stood him up and tied his hands to the ceiling. With a
tawse in hand, I then proceded to tenderize his nipples, underarms
and firm torso. Thirty blows in all and his front side was a mess
of red.
When I finally untied him and placed him in the window, he could
barely stand from the pain. I made him stand, sore reddened
backside to the city for twenty minutes while I jerked my hard
cock off in front of him. Then I asked what his excuse was. His
voice was so hoarse from the whipping that I barely heard his
answer. I asked him to repeat himself.
"Sir, I just wanted to have some fun, I didn't think you would be
angry," he managed.
"Wrong," I replied.
"It won't happen again sir," he responded.
"Of course it won't, you'll be wearing the chastity belt full time
now and only have it removed for special occasions by me," I
stated calmly. His whole body convulsed in terror and I savored
the control I had over my beautiful husband.
"But, but, but how will I go to the bathroom," he managed.
I just grinned broadly.
"Please, I'm begging you sir, I promise nothing like this will
happen again," he said as loudly as he could manage.
"Come here," I said motioning him to the spanking horse.
Slowly he came back to where he had just been caned. "Bring me a
razor strap from the wall," I ordered. His eyes welled with tears,
but he walked quickly to the wall and handed me the strap. "Bend
over," I ordered. He did. Seconds later, I was belting his back
with the strap until his smooth tan back was a dark shade of red.
His cries and pleas for me to stop were barely audible.
When I was satisfied that there was little point in strapping him
further, I took him on the floor of the dungeon. His sore back was
pressed to the hard floor of the dungeon bedroom. My hard
throbbing cock rammed his fuckhole through and through. My sides
were slapping against his sore buttocks and all and all I was
dominating him. Inside the cock cage, his cock strained to harden,
but his cock was no match for the sturdy steel that enmeshed it.
Once I shot my load deep within him, I fastened the chastity belt
fully and locked it in place. Then I left him on the floor, filled
with my cum and sorer than I had ever made him.
Saturday --------
Tom and Geof came over early Saturday and both were surprised at
how sore and bruised Justin was. Geof had stopped staying the
weekends for spankings a while back, but Tom and Geof both tended
to hang out at my place a lot anyhow. Justin had not said anything
about how sore he was and had kissed me firmly when I woke him in
the morning. He was particularly appreciative when I let him
urinate and defecate.
By lunch time, Justin was pleading me with his eyes to let him out
of the chastity belt. Instead of releasing him though, I took him
over my knee and slapped his tender buttocks with my belt and
fucked him in front of Tom and Geof. The embarassment of being
treated so much like my property again was too much for him
finally and he headed to the bedroom.
I followed and put him over my knee for another 50 with my
hairbrush. All of the kicking and struggling he tried did not help
him escape its blows, but did intensify the force with which I
used it on him. Then I fucked him again on the floor of the
bathroom.
Then we both headed back out to our guests, Justin was sorer than
ever with deep welts now visible on his buttocks. Geof laughed a
bit and Tom made him suck cock and then had me beat Geof with my
belt. Geof was not laughing so hard after that. I also made Geof
suck my cock and in a moment of particular cruelty, I had Geof
lick what he could of Justin's cock through the webbed cage. The
effect was painful for Justin whose cock reacted by straining
itself against the unyielding metal. Geof took particular pleasure
in this particular "blowjob" and kept it up for a full ten minutes
til I finally asked him to stop.
After dinner, I used a tawse on Justin's front side again in front
of Geof and Tom and then had both Tom and Geof fuck his sorry ass.
By the time they finally left, Justin was so sore that he was
crying a stream of tears and what voice he had left was making
quite interesting sounds.
I put him in the dungeon bedroom again to sleep and think about
his conduct.
Sunday ------
When I woke Justin Sunday, I noticed immediately that he was much
more attentive to my desires. In fact as soon as I woke him, his
lips went right to my cock and he worked it over till I shot in
his mouth.
Tawse in hand, I beat him a total of 100 times more throughout the
day.
At midnight, I removed the chastity belt and let him come to bed
with me.
Since that weekend, Justin has faithfully come to my office every
day before leaving work and had a chastity belt placed around his
cock. No matter how much the rush, he seemingly always finds the
time to let me attach and secure it.
Write the Author ----------------
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The first story in this series, Spanking_Party, was written on a
lark and the feedback convinced me to keep writing. My thanks to
everyone who has written in and thanked me or shared their own
stories. Continued e-mail means more stores.
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