Slave in chastity: Online chastity

Story by Fict

INTRODUCTION

Online Chastity explores the fun and peril of meeting a partner online, phone app-controlled chastity, D/s relationships, latex catsuits, bondage, punishment & reward, consensual non-consent, humiliation and perhaps even falling in love in a kinky world. These characters are all fictional adults of consenting age. Any similarity to anyone in the real world is purely coincidental. This story won't be for everyone. It explores what control in a relationship means physically and mentally. At times it will push the boundaries of consent, but the main relationship explored here is one of mutual desire for one another and the control dynamic. Please also remember that it is a work of fiction. As such, it is meant to be enjoyed from the safety of your mind. Feel whatever it is you may feel as we explore fantasies that may not be suitable for the real world. In here, allow your imagination to run wild. Out there, be safe and consensual. Always.

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CHAPTER 01

Hi. I really like your last photo. Well, all your photos. They are almost... surreal. Kinky meets ordinary. My CFE 2.0 just arrived today. It's my first. What are the chances you'd post about it the day I got it? Anyway, I'm sure you get a ton of messages and I'm kinda new to this, but would you be up for talking?

Alex

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When Sam posted her first photo on FetLife she felt the thrill of truly sharing herself publicly for the first time. The joy of turning what was once a vulnerability into the control over all those whose knees would weaken at the sight of her. Her first photo was of her meditating on a yoga mat in an old gymnasium. A stream of sunlight pouring through a window isolating her from the space. It could have been a fitness magazine cover if she hadn't been wearing a baby blue latex catsuit. Most of the suit was semi-transparent. The latex tight against her body, revealing her toned yet curvy body and the rings through her pierced nipples. The mask was opaque, with only two holes. One for her mouth, which revealed a slight smirk, and another that allowed her brown ponytail to come spilling out the back.

Sam posted that photo a year ago and has posted a photo on the first of every month since. twelve magazine cover quality photos that placed her in everyday situations while wearing something that showcased her kinks and fetishes. A blending of normal life and fantasy. One photo has her sitting on the counter waiting for the microwave to finish, head in her hands. Of course, she was wearing a latex bikini with a strap on dildo proudly erecting from her crotch. The next month she was sitting on a swing set in the park, leather straps covering her body, six-inch stilettos barely touching the sand. She was looking longingly at the swing next to her that had empty restraints dangling from the chains. It was a game to entice followers. To draw out those who felt the same way she did about blurring the lines between real life and fantasy. To find those who wish to be in those restraints sitting next to her on a swing. To find the perfect candidate for the life she wanted to explore.

Every photo for the first eleven months covered her face in some way. She wore a mask or was positioned to conceal her identify from the lens. Sam had gained thousands of followers since her first post. They adored her, and she knew the mystery of her identity was a part of the appeal. She had also listed her location as Antarctica and so it was easy to imagine that she might live right next door. She could be that person you saw at the grocery store last week. She could be anyone. This twelfth photo was different. It wasn't about building the mystery. She wanted all eyes on this photo. She wanted the attention of all her followers... and everyone on Fetlife. This last photo, posted just six hours ago, she showed her face.

As Sam logged back in, she smiled. Hundreds of messages already. Most of them claiming that they had just ordered the CFE 2.0. Many proclaiming their love for her. Telling her how beautiful she was and thanking her for revealing her identity. It's the internet and a kinky website, so many of them were atrocious as well, but Sam didn't that bother her. She read them all and responded to few. Only those who had potential.

Alex's message, as short as it was, showed he had potential. He wasn't rude, he had liked all her previous posts, and he already had the CFE 2.0. That meant that he would have ordered it day one. He was also cute. Wavy hair, adorable little grin, relatively good shape. His account was only a few months old, and he hadn't posted anything you wouldn't see on a regular dating site. Normal pictures, a description of his actual life and who he was... but his list of fetishes was a mile long. He was clearly discovering and exploring his kinky side for the first time. The thing that Alex didn't realize, and coincidentally the one thing that tipped the scales and enticed Sam into writing back, was that they lived the same city. Alex wouldn't have known that when he sent his message. He would have just seen her face on Kinky and Popular, body clad in a latex catsuit, and thought to himself... wow, I sure would like to talk to her. Let me go deal with this erection first so I can think straight and then I'll send a message once my hands are free. At least that's how Sam imagined it, smirk on her face as she wrote back.

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Hi Alex. I like your profile. You seem very sweet. Maybe too sweet. What made you order the CFE 2.0? Will it be your first time exploring your fetishes in real life? Be honest, when's the last time you tried anything kinky? Oh, and you only get one short message with me. You wasted yours on your introduction, so I want to hear the full story of your kinkiest experience. Spare no detail, tell no lies, and if you can do that... I'll tell you how I started my kinky journey.

Sam

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Alex had just bought a new chastity device. It was called the CFE 2.0. The company is Chastity For Everyone and the original CFE, though it looked similar to many chastity devices available, was advertised as the most secure on the market. 99.9% of men would be unable to pull out if they purchased the right size. It was made of carbon fiber with thin steel bands woven throughout it. The company claimed that these bands made the device nearly impossible to cut off without severely injuring the wearer in the process. The bands were under tension and any attempt to cut through the device or the ring and the metal bands lining the inside of the tube would bunch up and shred... and you wouldn't want that. The motto driving the Chastity For Everyone company was that a chastity device should do the one thing it's meant to do. It should not be removable by any means outside of the key holder allowing it. They claim that the CFE is, however, perfectly safe and secure. Short of taking an angle grinder to it, it will never fail, providing the type of chastity experience that those who crave real sexual control truly desire.

The CFE 2.0 has the added feature that it can be controlled remotely by an app. There is no physical key. The idea behind the device and the app was that anyone could experience chastity if they wanted, and it would be real. You could set a timer that was unchangeable, keeping you locked up without escape until it counts down to zero. The app also allowed for profiles to be created and you could "give your keys" to other people on the app for a certain amount of time ranging from one hour all the way up to a week. The keyholder could then disable the wearer's ability to unlock the device from their own app, thus giving up complete control no matter where the wearer and keyholder are in the world. The weeklong time limit was a safety precaution CFE had implemented. Understanding that for most, chastity had never been as real as it would be with their device, they wanted people to have an out. If they made a mistake, gave control to the wrong person, they would pay for it for a week and think twice about who they gave their keys to the next time. If the wearer renewed a keyholders control for four weeks in a row, it would become indefinite. Control of that device would become the keyholders until they gave it back.

Alex was staring at the box. The CFE 2.0 had arrived earlier in the day, and he was counting down his virtual, back-to-back meetings with clients so that he could finally try it out. The anticipation was driving him wild. When the last meeting had wrapped up, he raced to the bathroom, opened the box, pulled out the device, washed it thoroughly and then looked down at his fully erect cock. It was in this moment that Alex realized the problem with getting turned on by chastity. It's hard to get the damn thing on. This was Alex's first chastity device as well. He'd always wanted one. He'd been doing the research for years and knew every device on the market. He almost bought the original CFE when it came out, but never pulled the trigger. He didn't have anyone to hold the keys. Last week, he had a few too many drinks on a date that didn't end as planned, and when he got home, he saw that the CFE 2.0 had been released that day. His drunken, horny mind couldn't help itself. He was embarrassed to wake up and realize how much he has spent on the thing, but it turned him on to no end. Now, holding his first chastity device in one hand and his cock in the other, this moment represented years of fantasizing and anticipation. He was never going to get it on like this though, so he was left with very little choice but to jerk off. At least, that's how Alex justified it.

Opening FetLife, Alex clicked on kinky and popular. There were videos and photos for every kinky taste. A couple having sex... Always a good watch. What about this slow-motion video of a woman pulling up her shirt and letting her tits bounce out? Very hot. Maybe this video of a woman sliding a plug that seems way too big to be enjoyable up her ass. Looked painful and yet... Alex couldn't look away.

Then he saw her. Alex had seen this mysterious woman on kinky and popular the first day he signed up to FetLife and couldn't help but follow her. She always posted photos of herself in latex catsuits and kinky outfits. The thing that intrigued Alex most was that she always posed as if she was doing something completely ordinary. Yoga, playing piano, watching a movie on the couch. For reasons unknown, even to Alex, seeing her latex covered body in these ordinary situations drove him wild. In this last post, she was wrapped tightly in a rose gold coloured latex catsuit. It was perfectly fitted to her body and just opaque enough to make your imagination run wild. He knew her nipples were pierced from previous pictures, and he could see the rings making indents in the latex. She was beautiful. She had high heels on that must be seven inches. As was the norm with her pervious photos, she was doing something completely ordinary. She was reading a book in a leather chair in front of a built-in bookshelf beside a big bay window. Aside from the latex, it could have been an architectural or home design magazine cover meant to showcase a beautiful space. This photo was different from all her previous photos in one way, though. It showed her face. She was looking over her book and directly into the lens. Brown hair, brown eyes, freckles, pigtails, the picture of innocence... and yet there she was. Latex covered on a fetish website.

Alex imagined walking into the room and her looking over the book at him. And then he saw it. The CFE 2.0 on the coffee table beside her. The caption was simply "Good boys lock up." With a link to the CFE website and her username on the app.

Alex stroked his cock five times and came on the sixth. He wasn't sure how much of that was chastity anticipation or because this woman seemed to be doing something to him on a primal level... either way, he cleaned himself off, set up his profile on the app, connected the CFE 2.0 and used this brief window of flaccidity to lock himself up. As the device locked shut, he could feel the chastity device become very tight, very fast.

Thinking about chastity had always led to jerking off in the past, and now he couldn't. Not unless he unlocked it... He didn't want to back out so quickly, though. This was something he had been fantasizing about most of his adult life. Before he lost his nerve, he set up a timer on the CFE app. One hour. He didn't want to overdo it. This was his first time, after all. Plus, an hour was already starting to feel like an insurmountable hurdle. He felt the overwhelming urge to stroke his cock again and that urge was quickly turning into desperation... So, before that need took over, he removed the possibility. Alex hit the button and the timer started counting down. Fifty-nine minutes remaining.

Alex's heart rate doubled as he tested the "unlock" button to no avail. He pulled at the device and found it was as secure as advertised. He was locked in for the hour and there was nothing he could do about it. It was the true chastity experience, just as the company had advertised.

Alex opened his laptop and realized where he had left off. There she was. Alex noticed the book she had for the first time: The laws of human nature. Beautiful, playful, and a sense of humour. Alex had tried dating apps enough to know that you can't make assumptions about people online, but there was something about this woman that made him want to send her a message. That or the chastity was clouding his judgement. The chastity was his way in, though. She was promoting the device that he had just locked on. She probably gets a thousand messages every day and she was on the front page of FetLife... but he was probably one of the first to order the CFE 2.0. It was a good conversation starter... right?

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Alex

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As soon as he hit send, Alex stared at the message, wishing he could take it back. How was that supposed to impress a woman like this? He didn't say anything interesting. For the first time since locking it on, the CFE 2.0 did not feel too tight. That's what he gets for messaging while horny. Looking at the CRE app, Alex realized that he had forty-five minutes left and searched her username. There she was. The profile photo was the same one she had just posted on FetLife, and the only text was "Good boys lock up." She had this alure. This pull. What did it matter though? He ruined it with his message, and it would most likely just end up lost in thousands of other messages from horny men reaching out. Probably best to put on a movie and forget the whole thing... then jerk off again once the timer runs out. Just as he was about to close FetLife... that little red mark appeared by his inbox signifying that he had a new message.

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Sam

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Alex's chastity was, once again, too tight. He needed this timer to be finished... Not only had she written back, but she told him her name. She was interested in his experiences. She was... incredible. Unfortunately, she had basically called him out on never exploring his fetishes and she was right. He was living his kinkiest moment. Being locked in chastity, desperate to be let out, getting a message from the woman he had fantasized about so many times... this was it. Alex didn't know if it was the chastity or the fact that she had specifically asked for details, but he was compelled to admit it all...

CHAPTER 02

Hi Sam. I'll be honest, I'm a little surprised you wrote back. That message was not the best introduction I've ever made... So, thank you. The truth is, I'm currently in my kinkiest moment. I'm not sure if that's the reason I'm going tell you what I'm about to tell you, but you did ask, so I feel compelled to just spill the beans. I hope it's not too much.

I've always been interested in control. Mainly bondage and chastity. My fantasies have always revolved around some sort of physical restraint that you can't get out of. I told an ex-girlfriend about this once and she bought those fuzzy handcuffs with the quick release lever. I appreciated the effort, but she didn't really understand where the fantasy came from. Being able to get out ruined the whole thing for me.

Anyway, I've never really explored it properly in relationships in the past, but when I heard about the CFE I was captivated. I almost bought it a dozen times, but never could follow through. I still didn't have anyone I could share the experience with. I didn't have anyone to hold the keys. Then the CFE 2.0 came out on a night that just happened to be the perfect storm for impulse buying an expensive chastity device...

A weeks ago, I met someone from FetLife for the first time. I think she was looking for someone with a bit more experience in the end, but it was nice. I had never talked about kinks and fetishes with anyone so openly, and even though we both knew there wouldn't be a second date early in the evening, we decided to stay and talk for a while. It was liberating. We ended up having too many drinks and at the end of the night she suggested that for our last drink we swap underwear. Just for one drink. It would be a story that we would both remember. Something unique to this date to make it special, even though it would be our last. She was wearing a dress and slipped hers off right under the table. I took them and went to the bathroom, put her panties on, came back and gave her my boxer briefs under the table. Then she went to bathroom and never came back. The waitress gave me another beer and told me that the person I was with had paid the bill and left. She then told me that my date had said she found out that I was wearing panties and wanted someone more masculine. My cheeks went red, and I couldn't form the words to respond. She grinned, knowing it must be true and left me the drink. I had never been so humiliated... and to my surprise, turned on. I was also drunk... so the waitress called me a cab. She giggled as I bent over to get in, my jeans failing to hide the back of the pink lace panties. My cheeks flushed again, and the cab pulled away.

Hi Sam. I’ll be honest, I’m a little surprised you wrote back. That message was not the best introduction I’ve ever made... So, thank you. The truth is, I’m currently in my kinkiest moment. I’m not sure if that’s the reason I’m going tell you what I’m about to tell you, but you did ask, so I feel compelled to just spill the beans. I hope it’s not too much.

I’ve always been interested in control. Mainly bondage and chastity. My fantasies have always revolved around some sort of physical restraint that you can’t get out of. I told an ex-girlfriend about this once and she bought those fuzzy handcuffs with the quick release lever. I appreciated the effort, but she didn’t really understand where the fantasy came from. Being able to get out ruined the whole thing for me.

Anyway, I’ve never really explored it properly in relationships in the past, but when I heard about the CFE I was captivated. I almost bought it a dozen times, but never could follow through. I still didn’t have anyone I could share the experience with. I didn’t have anyone to hold the keys. Then the CFE 2.0 came out on a night that just happened to be the perfect storm for impulse buying an expensive chastity device…

A weeks ago, I met someone from Fetlife for the first time. I think she was looking for someone with a bit more experience in the end, but it was nice. I had never talked about kinks and fetishes with anyone so openly, and even though we both knew there wouldn’t be a second date early in the evening, we decided to stay and talk for a while. It was liberating. We ended up having too many drinks and at the end of the night she suggested that for our last drink we swap underwear. Just for one drink. It would be a story that we would both remember. Something unique to this date to make it special, even though it would be our last. She was wearing a dress and slipped hers off right under the table. I took them and went to the bathroom, put her panties on, came back and gave her my boxer briefs under the table. Then she went to bathroom and never came back. The waitress gave me another beer and told me that the person I was with had paid the bill and left. She then told me that my date had said she found out that I was wearing panties and wanted someone more masculine. My cheeks went red, and I couldn’t form the words to respond. She grinned, knowing it must be true and left me the drink. I had never been so humiliated… and to my surprise, turned on. I was also drunk… so the waitress called me a cab. She giggled as I bent over to get in, my jeans failing to hide the back of the pink lace panties. My cheeks flushed again, and the cab pulled away.

When I got home, I was hornier than I had ever been. I stripped off my regular clothes and lingered for a second with the panties still on. I was rock hard. I didn’t even know wearing panties was something I was into. Was it the panties, though, or the humiliation? For some reason I decided another beer might help clear my mind, and that’s the last thing I remember before I woke up in the morning… Panties still on, though pulled to the side. I had clearly had some fun.

My laptop was closed beside me in bed and when I opened it up, there was a message from my date on Fetlife. It said she enjoyed meeting me and even though we weren’t the right fit, when it comes to venturing out into the kinky world, a little sub like myself should be equipped with panties to protect me on the journey ahead. She was right, we weren’t a good match, but the experience had opened my eyes to something I hadn’t thought would turn me on. That’s when I saw the other tab open. I had ordered the CFE 2.0. I felt a wave of humiliation again, concern for having spent that much money… and incredibly turned on.

Skip ahead until today. The chastity device arrived, I finished up my work, locked it on, set an hour long timer, and then I saw your photo. There you were. Beautiful. Captivating. As if it were a sign, you were even suggesting that good boys lock up in the device I had just locked myself in. I was compelled to write. For some reason you wrote back and now here I am. Locked up for another… 23 minutes and telling you way more details than I probably should.

So, that’s it. I’m currently living my kinkiest moment. Locked in Chastity telling you the humiliating tale of how this came to be and desperately counting down the minutes until I’m free again. Your turn.

Alex

Sam had been circling her clit with her middle finger while reading Alex’s confession. His message left her wanting more. Part of her wanted to keep him locked. To make sure he stayed in chastity from this moment until they met… but she also didn’t want to scare him off or reveal too much too soon. There was always a chance that they would meet, and she would change her mind. Besides, she felt like it was important for him to make the decision first.

Alex was just watching the timer count down now. All he could think about was how much he had told Sam. Why did he just reveal everything like that? He felt very helpless with his cock locked up and this beautiful woman was asking him to reveal all. He’d never felt like that before. He just felt compelled to tell her everything. Well, almost everything. He left out the part where he had jerked off to her photo so that he could lock himself up.

That’s when he saw that little red marker at the top of FetLife again. It was a new message from Sam.

Alex, you did not disappoint. How would you feel about you and I playing with your chastity online a little? Your little panty humiliation and having you here, locked in chastity, admitting all your desires to me, has made me feel like this is something I could explore with you. I like the idea of having control over when you can take that thing off. That is… if you’re up for it.

There is no pressure, of course. I’ll tell you my first kinky experience either way… I am a woman of her word. But you have two paths ahead of you right now and I think it’s important that you know I will always give you a choice before you start down a new path. That choice will be yours to make, but whatever path you decide to take, you will have to live with the consequences.

Path 1
You make me your keyholder on the CFE app for one day so that I know you’re locked up while you read about how my kinky journey began. I also want you to read it this evening while you’re out in public, and I want you to be wearing those panties over top of your chastity. I’ve been to your hometown before. There is a coffee shop on 53rd Street and 14th Ave. You are going to go there, change your profile photo on Fetlife to a picture of you in front of the coffee shop, then go in and get yourself a coffee. Once I see your photo, I’ll send you my story. Then, if you’re good, we can talk about extending the time I am in control of your chastity, and we can really start to play.

Path 2
You tell me that you aren’t interested in doing these things and exploring your fantasies with me, and I will send you my story right now… but you’ll also never hear from me again after that.

Choose… wisely. (I love movies… and if you imagined your face melting off after picking the wrong option, we’re going to get along just fine)

Sam

By the time he had finished reading Sam’s response, Alex’s chastity was unbearably tight. Thankfully there was only four minutes left on his timer. He would unlock it and jerk off before he responded. There was no way he was thinking clearly… because he desperately needed this thing off and simultaneously wanted to go down path one.

3 minutes left.

As Alex weighed his option he realized that her offer really wasn’t that risky, though. He could explore a fantasy with someone he had jerked off to countless times and if it wasn’t working out or he changed his mind, he would be out in a day. He could handle that. It’s a taste of giving up control in a way that he had always fantasized about. He would be foolish not to take it. Not to explore this thing he’s been dreaming about since he was a teenager.

2 minutes left.

He was going to do it. Why not explore these desires? Alex pulled on the device some more. Okay, this was really hot. Alex had the picture of Sam in her Catsuit open as he waited for the timer to end. He’d never felt more turned on.

1 minute left.

He had a plan. He’d unlock it, jerk off, put it back on and then make Sam the keyholder. Best of both worlds.

The timer hit zero and Alex immediately unlocked and pulled the device off. His desperate cock immediately sprung to attention. Alex looked at the picture of Sam, pumped four times and came on the fifth. Sam really did something to him on a primal level. He could usually last a lot longer than that…

Before he could really think it through, Alex locked his chastity back on and sent Sam a request on the app to be his keyholder for one day. To his surprise, she almost immediately accepted. Within seconds, the “unlock” button greyed out. He tapped it and nothing happened. He pulled on the device to no avail. He was actually locked in now. Real chastity and this internet stranger had control over his cock for twenty four hours. Alex’s chastity became tight again and he wondered just how it was possible that he could be this turned on by something. Having just jerked off twice, he was already in desperate need to be free of the chastity once again… and now he really couldn’t take it off for a whole day.

Alex’s heart raced. The experience was everything he had dreamed. He loved it. He had a secret. He would do as he was told and enjoy Sam’s story from the coffee shop. No one would ever know and tomorrow he would be free to jerk off again. He put his panties on and found that this made his cock strain in its cage even more. This feeling of being forced to wear them. Forced while locked in chastity… It was hard to deny the physical and mental reaction he was having to the situation he was in. Helplessness drove him wild.

Alex put some jeans on over top and wondered if anyone would be able to tell. The bulge was concealed for the most part, but he could feel it as he moved. Probably just because he was so turned on and unable to become properly erect. The device was pushing against his pants. He just needed to calm down. This day had taken a wild turn from where he thought it would, but this new path Sam had offered him was captivating in a way that Alex had never experienced before.

Sam, having immediately removed Alex’s ability to unlock his own cock, hopped in the shower and started getting ready. She knew how submissive he would be feeling right now. Locked away… living a moment he had fantasized about for years… She remembered the first time she explored a kinky fantasy. It was the story she would tell him. The first time she experienced helplessness. It was a moment that started her on this journey. It changed her. It would change Alex if he followed through. Sam couldn't stop grinning as she showered. Her soapy fingers lingering on her body. All her plans were finally starting to come together.

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Alex sat in the corner of the coffee shop refreshing his FetLife page on his phone. He had changed his profile picture to one of him outside, as instructed by Sam and was eagerly awaiting her story. As he looked around the at the other patrons, his situation started to sink in a little more. He had bought this chastity device on a drunken whim and now this incredible woman he had been fantasizing about for months was making him read her kinkiest experience out in public while wearing panties over the chastity device she controlled. It felt like a dream. His cock strained in its irremovable cage.

He refreshed again and there it was. The little red indicator beside his inbox with the number 1 in it. He had a new message.

“Look up.” Was all it said.

Alex looked up as Sam stepped up to his table. Her hair was done up in pigtails just like the photo he had jerked off to earlier that day. She had glasses on now too though and they just made her look even more innocent. A trench coat covered her body. Alex froze, eyes going wide.

“You okay big guy?” Sam said with a smirk.

Alex realized that his mouth was hanging open and snapped out of it. “You’re here?” he asked.

“Is that a question?” Sam replied.

“No, I just. You’re… Is this… What’s going on?”

“I’d like you to offer me a seat, Alex.”

Alex stood up so quickly that he bumped the table and spilled his coffee. “I’m sorry. I… Please will you sit? I’ll clean this up.” He grabbed the chair opposite where he was sitting and pulled it out for Sam. She grinned and removed her coat. She was wearing an opaque black latex catsuit and blue Converse All Stars on her feet. The look was… incredible. And she was so confident. Alex could barely process what was happening as Sam sat and crossed her legs at the table.

“Are you going to clean this up?”

“Right… be right back.” Alex said, taking a step away. “Do you want anything?”

“My drink is on the way already. Thank you though.”

Alex walked towards the counter, unable to look away from Sam. He backed into another table, almost knocking it over. Sam grinned.

At the counter, Alex asked the barista for some napkins, apologizing for making a mess. She was mid milk steam but pointed him to the creamer bar at the back of the coffee shop. “You want another coffee?” she asked. “On the house.”

“Oh, thanks so much.” Alex replied.

There was a mirror over the creamer bar and Alex looked at himself for a few seconds. He needed to get it together. Looking at Sam in the reflection, she was... incredible. Effortlessly confident. Just… out in public in a latex catsuit. How was this happening? One deep breath later, Alex grabbed some napkins and turned back to the table.

“That was embarrassing. Are you… So... How are you here?” Alex asked as he started to clean the spill, moving from the table to his chair.

“I live here. That’s why your message stood out.” Sam grinned.

“Oh. Wow. I had… no idea.” Alex bent over to wipe up the coffee that spilled on the floor. As he wiped up the coffee, Alex’s gaze locked onto Sam’s legs. Latex covered perfection. Just the slightest bit of ankle showing and then Converse? Who was this woman? She just… blended his fantasies with reality in a way that twisted Alex’s brain up in knots and made him realize just how tight his cock cage could get.

Sam noticed that Alex had stopped cleaning to stare at her legs. With him bent over, she also noticed something pink peeking out from the back of his jeans. “Nice panties, Alex.”

Alex stood up quickly, banging his head on the underside of the table, once again spilling his coffee. “Wow. That was... This is going great…” Alex looked around the coffee shop to see if anyone was close enough to hear Sam mention his panties.

Other than Sam and Alex, there were two couples and a lone coffee drinker in the coffee shop. They had all been staring at them since Sam took her trench coat off. They had all heard he was wearing panties. Alex looked between them, cheeks flushing red.

“I’m enjoying myself.” Sam replied. “How’s your little cage feeling?”

Alex’s cheeks darkened further. “Please don’t say that out loud"

“Why not?” Sam looked into Alex’s eyes. It was too much. She was too much. Alex diverted his gaze and looked anywhere but at her. “Look at me.” It took a few seconds, but Alex managed to look her in the eye. “Who cares what they think?”

“I do?”

“What matters to you more? What they think or what I think?” Sam stared into Alex’s eyes, and he looked down. “Look at me.”

Alex looked back up and Sam was smiling softly. “I care what you think.” Alex replied.

“Here’s the thing. I think you’re cute. And I have your cock locked in chastity.” Sam spoke with the casual ease of reading a grocery list, despite the fact that she was vocalizing Alex’s deepest humiliations loud enough that the whole coffee shop could hear. “We’re going to have a coffee and get to know one another a little, and then you’re going to go home and find the story of my introduction into kink waiting for you in your inbox. You’re going to read it. If things go well here, and I decide that I’d like to continue, I’m going to present you with two more paths and you’re going to make a choice on what you want your future to look like.

Alex was speechless.

“Alex. I’m going to be honest with you. I want to explore real control and I need your consent to get started. I need to make sure you want the same things I do so that when you decide to go down this path with me, you don’t immediately regret it. I have been where you are. I have sat across from someone I was sexually captivated by, ready to submit to their every whim. I have explored many of the things that I now want to put you through. I have gone down that path, I found great pleasure in it for a time, and now I want to experience more. I want to experience the other side.”

It felt like Sam was staring into Alex’s soul as she freely admitted to playing the submissive role in the past and her newfound desires to be in control. For the briefest of moments, he forgot they were in the coffee shop with strangers who were very obviously eavesdropping.

The barista placed a latte in front of Sam and a fresh coffee in front of Alex, snapping Alex out of his daze. “Seems like a once in a lifetime opportunity to me.” The barista said.

“Thanks Tam.” Sam smirked. “I’ll tell you what he decides later.

Tam grinned mischievously and walked back to the counter.

“Wait, did she? How did…” Alex stammered.

“Tam’s a friend. She knows you’re locked in chastity, and she knows I have control over it.” Alex’s eyes went wide, and his cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red.

“If your cock isn’t straining in your cage right now or perhaps you feel like this is unfair, if your mind isn’t racing about what might happen next, and you aren’t interested in continuing, this all stops after the 24 hours of control you gave me.

Alex was trying to come to terms with his humiliation. His cock was straining in its cage. So much so that it was becoming difficult to think straight. He could only nod in agreement.

“Good. Now tell me about yourself Alex. I want to hear your life story.” Sam leaned on the table, genuinely curious.

Alex told Sam everything. He hadn’t grown up here, he had moved for college. He then built a career as a freelance graphic designer and even though his work could be done remotely, he just liked this college town and ended up staying. He was a self-proclaimed loner. He had a few friends, but most of them had families now and had moved away or moved on with their lives in ways that Alex wasn’t a part of. He didn’t mind though. Alex kept busy with his hobbies, work, and dating apps, trying to find “the one.” He had a few serious girlfriends in the past, but none of them really got into anything kinky with him. He had tried to make those relationships work, but always found there was something missing. He was fascinated by his own kinky desires and never could figure out where they came from. By the time an hour had elapsed, Alex had completely opened up about his entire life. He had told Sam everything she asked about, including many things he had never spoken aloud. His desire to experience being controlled. How the humiliation of his date that led to buying the CFE 2.0 had opened his eyes to a world of things he may not even be aware turned him on. Sam’s openness and willing to ask kinky questions so freely made it seem okay to answer. Even in this very public setting.

Sam was impressed. Cute, creative, passionate, and clearly desperate to explore his kinky side. “Alex, you have pleasantly surprised me at almost every turn. It’s time for you to go home and read the story of how I started my kinky journey.”

Alex, realizing that he had told Sam everything about himself and she had revealed next to nothing about herself, wanted to stay. “What about you, will you tell me more about yourself first?”

“In time. This was for me to see if I wanted to continue to explore with you. As you learn more about me and what I will require of you, I will continue to offer you choices. One of them will always be that this stops. If you want to continue to go down this kinky rabbit hole with me, you will make that choice yourself and live with consequences until you are presented with a new choice. So, it is important to me that you really listen to your options and consider what they might truly mean before you make any decision. Do you understand?”

“I think so.”

“Not good enough. I need you to understand that when I give you a choice, I mean exactly what I say, and you can choose either option freely. Once you choose, there is no going back, though.”

“I understand.”

“Good boy.” Sam smirked. “Your next choice will be presented to you at the end of my story. Read it when you get home. It’s been a pleasure getting to know you, Alex. I hope we can continue.”

With that, Sam got up, put on her trench coat, and walked out the front door.

Alex was stunned as he watched her go. Sam was… more than he ever fantasized she could be. He couldn’t move. Had that really happened?

“What does it feel like?”

Alex looked up to see the barista, Tam, clearing a table next to him. His cheeks flushed. “What?”

“The thing. You’re locked up. What’s it like?”

“I don’t know what you mean.” Alex’s cheeks were getting redder by the second.

“Yeah you do.” Tam sat down across from him. She was curvy, blond hair hanging down over one of her eyes. She was more dressed up than you might expect a barista to be. Heels, faux leather leggings. If Alex hadn’t spent the past hour with his literal dream women, this would have been incredible.

“I… have to go.” Alex got up and bumped the table again. “Sorry.”

Tam grinned. “Come back soon.”

Alex raced out of the coffee shop.

When Alex got home, he opened up Fetlife and saw that red notification that he had a new message. Sam’s introduction into the kinky world was in his inbox, waiting to be read. His cock was aching in its cage. He was more turned on than he had ever been and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.

Alex opened the message and began to read...

Dear Alex,

I want you to take off all your clothes (except the panties) before you read this. I want you to put your laptop on your bed and kneel on the floor beside it while you read. You’re going to stay there, cock locked up, wearing panties for me, and you’re going to read this story from start to finish. Then you have a decision to make. Get into position now before you continue…

I was in a relationship with someone five years ago. We had been seeing each other for about 3 months, and while I had been fantasizing about playing with restraints in the bedroom and exploring the idea of being tied up since I first started thinking about sex, it hadn’t come up yet. Not just with this guy, I had never brought it up with anyone I had ever dated. Before this relationship, I was embarrassed. I used to think that admitting those desires had the chance of ruining a healthy relationship. Of course, there is a risk of that if your partner isn’t into the same sorts of things, but looking back, it seems ridiculous to want a relationship where you can’t explore that which turn you on the most. Don’t you think? How healthy can a relationship be if you aren’t able to be open and honest with one another about your deepest desires?

I digress… The man I was dating’s name was Terry. He was a finishing carpenter. Well… he owned a renovation company but had all the skills to do the work himself. His hands were rough, and he had the build of a man with discipline. He ate right, went to the gym regularly and his naked body made my toes curl just at the sight. His cock was perfect too. Some cocks just… feel right inside you. They make you feel full. Speaking of, how’s your cock in its little cage? I wonder how it would make me feel… Too bad it’s locked up.

I digress again… I live in a loft and had just moved in when Terry and I had started dating. It was starting to feel like my own space, but it was just a big open room that I wanted to feel like the modern lofts you see on TV shows. Something beautiful and elegant that kept all the textures of the loft space intact. Terry was helping me with the reno. He had drawn some plans up at work one day was coming over for dinner so we could go through it all. As I would come to learn, Terry had a love for building anticipation. He insisted we wait until after dinner before he would show me the plans. As much as I always complained, he was right. Waiting for the right time always made things better. So, we ate, had a few glasses of wine, and then after the 5th time I asked, he relented and asked me to grab my laptop. The plans were on his work server, so he could pull them up through his website.

I ran to the bedroom and brought back my laptop, handing it over as I curled up beside him on the couch. He opened it up and a video of a hogtied woman blowing some guy started playing. Yup… The last thing I had been using my laptop for was to get off the night before. Perfect. Another relationship ruined…. or so I thought. Terry gave me a mischievous grin. The next couple hours were filled with embarrassment as Terry coerced all my fantasies out of me. He wanted to know what turned me on, what I had experience with (nothing at that point) and what my fantasies were. He wanted to know everything. I’m not sure if it was the humiliation of him finding the porn I was into that gave him the leverage, or if I just desperately wanted to finally tell someone what I was into, but I told him everything! I couldn’t believe the things I told him.

When I was thoroughly embarrassed and humiliated for admitting to everything I had always wanted, Terry let me stew in the moment for as long as he could. Then he smiled and told me that his last relationship had a Dom/sub dynamic. 24/7 she was his submissive. He had experience tying up partners in the past, but she was the first one to explore this sort of dynamic with him fulltime. As incredible as that relationship was, and as much as Terry learned about himself and what he was into while he was in it, they were not meant to be. He met me shortly after that relationship ended and he liked me enough that he was willing to explore a “normal” relationship again, thinking I would never be into that sort of dynamic. I think he had missed the kink more than he was willing to admit, even to himself, because there was a fire in his eyes. He stood up and asked for my hand. I gave it. He pulled me over to the bed and as we stood beside it, he kissed me and told me not to move unless it was with his guidance.

Terry grabbed my arm, pulled my hand up to his mouth and kissed from the tips of my fingers up my arm until he reached my sleeve. He said my shirt was getting in the way, as if he was surprised to find it on my body. With a smirk he guided it over my head and started again. Kissing my fingertips, my wrist, then up my arm until he got to my bra. Again, he reacted like he was surprised to find it. A barrier to his ultimate goals. He removed it and started over, this time with the other hand, kissing up my arm until he found my breasts. He kissed and bit me gently, while exploring my body in a way he had never done before. He tugged, licked, and bit my nipples until they were hard. Then he moved down to my skirt. I thought he might remove it and start over again, as he had with my bra, but he just pulled it and my panties off in one motion. I was left naked and dripping. I was more turned on than I had ever been, and Terry knew it.

He spun me around, bent me over the bed, held my arms behind my back with one hand and took off his pants with the other. I looked back and saw that he was more turned on than I had ever seen him as well. He used one of his legs to spread mine, kicking my feet apart, and before I could even really comprehend how helpless I was in this position, he was easily sliding inside me. He filled me perfectly and I moaned.

I was always impressed with Terry’s discipline. He never just… went for it. He enjoyed every moment. He went slow at first. I clenched around him and asked him to go faster. I begged… and he pulled my arms a little higher up my back until I felt the strain. It just made me wetter, and in a moment, I had learned not to beg for my own pleasure.

I moaned as he fucked me. We had made love many times before this, but this was different. It was consensual, I needed it, I wanted it… but I couldn’t have stopped him if I tried. He was fucking me. Using my body for his pleasure and I loved it. I needed more. He needed more. I felt my orgasm rapidly building. I pulled on my arms and couldn’t move them an inch. I tried to close my legs, but found Terry’s feet inside mine, holding me just as I was. His cock filling me. That did it. I was helpless, and it made me cum harder than I had ever cum before. My body tightened up around his cock. Seeing me cum, feeling me cum around him, it pushed him over the edge of desire. Terry started to pick up the pace. Faster and harder. I came again. It wasn’t stopping. I just rolled from one orgasm into the next. I was almost screaming with pleasure. When I came for the third time, so did he. He slid deep inside and held himself there as his body stiffened up. He grunted and I could feel his cock release inside me. Every muscle in my body tightened as we came together. his warmth filling me. It felt like he was spreading throughout my whole body. I couldn’t move and we stayed, locked in orgasm together for what felt like an eternity.

When he finally released my arms and slid his cock out of me, I flipped onto my back and stretched my arms above my head, feeling the freedom of movement again. He looked at me hungrily and asked if I to really experience what it was like to give up control. I said: “Yes please.” And he grinned.

After that first night of discovery, Terry took it upon himself to redo the plans for my loft renovation. He wanted to include a few little bonus features and additions that would add to our play. I loved the idea and insisted on paying his company for the work. It was quickly turning into a substantial renovation, and I didn’t want to take advantage of our situation. We had only been dating for a few months, after all. He agreed with three conditions. First, I wouldn’t get to see the plans beforehand. Second, he would be doing a lot of the work himself. Third, he wouldn’t be charging for his own labour. The idea of implementing some kinky ideas into a renovation is something he had always dreamed of doing. It was as exciting for him as it was for me. I agreed and loved the mystery of what kinky secrets he might create for me in my loft.

When he had everything planned out and materials ordered, he sent me on a solo vacation so he could do the work without me around. I didn’t mind. Spending time on the beach while he created my kinky loft was an ideal way to build anticipation and relax before the big reveal. Truthfully it turned me on imagining what he might be doing, but Terry insisted that I not get myself off while I was away. He was going to refrain as well. He promised it would be worth it. At that time, I didn’t masturbate a lot, so I didn’t think it would be as big a deal as it was, but my mind constantly wandered back to what he might have in store for me when I got home.

When I did finally get home, I found myself standing outside my own door, absolutely ravenous for his touch. I knocked, nervous and excited for what I might see next. Terry opened the door and took a minute to look me up and down. His eyes were hungry. I moved in and kissed him deeply and it took him by surprise. We had established a routine of him making the first move by that point already, but god damn it I was horny. He kissed me back with a smile and welcomed me back into my apartment.

The renovation was beautiful. I won’t give too much away, perhaps you’ll make the right decision and get to see my loft for yourself, but Alex… if you have ever wondered what turns a woman on, let me tell you that competence, skill, and a passion for what you do is a good start. I knew Terry was good at his job, but I was floored. What was once a large open space with potential had become an architectural masterpiece. Modern, bright, and yet it all felt natural with building materials that matched the previously exposed walls. He had built completely new rooms that hadn’t existed before, and even though it closed the living room and kitchen in more, it somehow felt just as big. The space flowed so perfectly. It was more beautiful than I I had ever imagined it could be.

Terry took my hand and guided me on a little tour. He walked me through the kitchen, showed me all the fun non-kinky features he had added, and then he guided me over to a wall that hadn’t previously been there. He had built it out with brick and large timbers that fit in perfectly with the building. A large mirror in an ornate frame hung right in the centre. It was beautiful. I was looking at the two of us in the mirror when terry asked me what I thought was behind the wall. I had no idea.

Terry hit the light switch beside the mirror and the mirror become a window. Well, it was one of those one-way mirrors. When the light was on in the room behind, you could see clearly into it. When the light was off, it was a perfect mirror. The room itself was filled with all sorts of kinky delights. I wanted to explore. I wanted his cock… I wanted to get off. Terry saw the look in my eye and smiled. He asked for my hand again. I gave it and he guided me out of the main living space and into the bedroom.

My eyes went wide with all he had done. Previously my bed was just in the corner of the loft, but this was a room with all sorts of things that pulled my attention in. But we didn’t stop. He pulled me through another door that led into the room behind the mirror. He kissed me, and then started to pull my clothes off. This was often how we started when things were going to get kinky. Terry would undress me, or I would undress in front of him and I’d be naked while he was still fully clothed. It set the tone that he was in control. Once he had my clothes off, Terry walked to one of the walls and pulled down some high heels. They were much higher than I had ever worn. They were black, lace up Mary Janes with a seven-inch heel and a small platform. He put them on my feet, laced them up, and walked me over to the inside of the mirror. The shoes forced my feet in high arches. It was like standing on my tip toes. Terry helped me step up onto a platform that had a steel dildo on a pole right in the middle of it. He asked if I trusted him, and I told him I did. He had me stand overtop of the dildo, and as it turns out the pole was adjustable in length. He extended it. I was so turned on, it easily slid inside. Truthfully I was a little disappointed. I wanted his cock… but I still was excited to explore whatever this was that he had planned.

Terry extended the shaft until the steel cock was as deep in me as it would go. He then asked me to stand up straighter, so I moved my legs a little closer together, heels on either side of the base of the pole. He then extended the pole just a little more until I gasped. It was just shy of uncomfortably deep. Terry locked the pole at that length and stood up, pleased with himself. He told me this was called a one bar prison. With high heels on and my legs fully extended, I would not be able unimpale myself from the steel cock. I didn’t believe him… I squirmed and spun myself around, but sure enough, I couldn’t get any additional height. My legs were perfectly straight, and with the heels, there was nothing I could do. I couldn’t reach anything around me either, I was just stuck on this steel pole in the middle of the room. I couldn’t even bend over to reach the lever to shorten the pole. It was a strange feeling. My limbs were completely unrestrained… and yet I was helpless. I couldn’t leave that spot.

Terry kissed me and told me I looked beautiful, stuck on this steel cock, desperate for more.

Then there was a knock at the door. I looked at him sheepishly and he told me that some of his guys were coming by to pick up the rest of their tools. He said he’d be right back. I was stunned. I looked out the mirror into the main loft space and then back to Terry, but he was already gone. I desperately tried to maneuver myself off the of damn thing but was completely helpless. That’s when Terry walked out into the loft space. He looked in the mirror and blew me a kiss. Then he headed for the door… But the lights were still on in the room. They would be able to see me!

Terry got right up to the door before he turned back and saw me freaking out. He smiled, calmly walked back to the mirror and said he almost forgot, with a grin. Then he flicked the switch and the room around me went dark. I was relieved. What I didn’t expect, however, was for Terry to reach into his pocket and pull out a small remote control. He pressed a button and the steel cock started to vibrate inside me. He winked at the mirror and then walked back to the front door and let two of his employees in.

They rounded up the tools and took turns carrying everything out. I was helpless to watch from the dark room behind the mirror. Terry turned the lights on in my room a couple times when both employees were on a trip to the truck. He enjoyed seeing me helpless and squirming. On the third time he did this, he smiled, and only then did I realize that I had started rubbing my clit. I was so turned on. Being helpless, the chance of being caught, and this damn steel cock vibrating inside of me after weeks of not getting off. I needed to cum, and I needed it badly. Terry turned off the lights again as his staff came in for the final time. They looked around and even they were impressed with how my loft turned out. Terry looked over at the mirror and then back at them and offered them a beer. I came right then and there. I felt so helpless. I clenched around the steel cock, and of course it was immovable and unrelenting. The vibrations continuing as my whole body shuddered around it.

Terry’s employees accepted the drinks and they sat in my living room shooting the shit while I came five more times just on the other side of the glass.

Eventually they finished their drinks and left. Terry deadbolted the door and walked back to the mirror, turning on the light. My juices ran down the pole to the floor. I bit my lip and tried to look as cute as I could. He pulled out the remote control from his pocket and tapped another button. The vibrations doubled. My hand moved, almost subconsciously, to my clit and started rubbing in tune with the vibrations again. He smiled, walked away for a second, and then came back with a chair. He put it down in front of the mirror and sat, opening a fresh beer. He watched me cum 3 more times, sipping on his drink and enjoying the fruits of his labour. I couldn’t stop. Every orgasm felt like too much… but the pleasure was unrelenting. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, I would feel that next orgasm start to build. When my knees started to shake, he knew I was exhausted. So, he watched me cum one more time and then turned off the vibrations. Terry put his empty beer down, left his chair, and before long, he was standing right in front of me. He took my arms and put them onto his shoulders so that I could hold myself steady. He lowered pole and that steel cock slowly slid out of me. My knees almost buckled, but he scooped me up into his arms and took me to bed.

That was the beginning of a three-year relationship with Terry constantly in control. It changed me. He changed me. And I want you to understand something, Alex. Before that holiday, Terry had tied me up a little. We had played… but that was essentially my baseline experience, and it only got kinkier from there. I am not looking for someone to tie up for an hour. I am not looking to be some uninvolved keyholder. I am looking for real control. Things you have likely never even imagined. So, once again, I am giving you a choice:

Path 1
Perhaps this sounds like it might be too much for you. It was fun while it lasted, but you don’t think you can really explore the sorts of things I’m interested in exploring. You don’t think you can give up that level of control. I understand and wish you the best of luck. Don’t respond to this message. You will regain control over your chastity tomorrow after the time limit is up, and you will never hear from me again. Not wanting this is perfectly acceptable, but you can’t take it back. If I don’t hear from you, you won’t hear from me. Ever.

Path 2
You send me a message that simply reads “I want to see how deep the rabbit hole goes.” By sending this message you are telling me that you want me to continue to have control over your chastity device beyond this single day time limit. You want to see what giving up control for real feels like. You want to explore what I have in store for you and understand that this is not light bondage and a spanking. I will be in control for real.

Choose… wisely.

Sam

Alex’s cock had never been so desperate to be touched. He needed to jerk off. He needed to take this cage off… but he couldn’t. He felt helpless and that just made him more turned on. There was only one thing his horny little mind would allow him to do.

I want to see how deep the rabbit hold goes.

Sam smiled when she read the message. She opened the CFE app, pulled up Alex’s profile, and removed the one-day limitation on her control over his device. You see, the thing is, Sam started the CFE company. She designed the CFE 2.0 and created the app that controlled it. Her phone had master access and complete control over every device on the network. This was just one of the many companies she had built from the ground up over the past few years to make her dreams become reality. Alex really had no idea what he was getting into… but he would find out soon enough.

Alex was sitting at his computer. It felt like the longest day of his life after the longest night. His constant need to get off and the strain of the CFE 2.0 keeping his cock locked down made sleep nearly impossible. Just when he managed to doze off, he would wake up to his cock reminding him that he couldn’t properly get erect. He would have done almost anything for release… but Sam had given detailed instructions. Alex was to meet her back at the coffee shop at 5pm. What she hadn’t specified, and what was essentially the loophole Alex was planning on using, was that she hadn’t told him to renew her control over his chastity when the 24 hours elapsed. And thankfully that 24 hours was about to run out. He would take off the device, jerk off, lock it back on, and then go meet her at the coffee shop.

The app didn’t tell the person locked up how long they had left, but he knew from his messages on Fetlife that the timer would run out any time now.

Nothing changed.

Alex paced the room. He’d give it a couple minutes.

Nothing.

Alex closed the app and re-opened it.

All his controls over the CFE 2.0 locked onto his cock remained greyed out on the app. They stayed that way until he had to go, and it was messing with his mind. He had never felt this sort of desperation before. He had really built up being able to jerk off before he met with Sam again as the one thing that would make this level of frustration bearable.

Tam smirked as Alex walked up to the till. Alex had almost forgot that Tam would likely be here.

“I’ll let Sam know you’re here.” Tam said, giving another customer a latte.

“You’re pretty close, hey? Alex sheepishly asked. “She tells you… things?”

“Not everything… but I know what she’s got in store you for you today.” Tam grinned as she typed a message into her phone.

“Really?” Alex’s humiliation was briefly outweighed by his curiosity. “Would you… maybe… tell me?”

Looking at an incoming message, Tam smiled. “I’ve been instructed to tell you that you should bring the coffees up.”

“Up? What does that mean?” Alex’s trepidation and humiliation were on the rise again.

“Here you go.” Tam passed Alex two coffees.

“Where am I supposed to go?” Alex sheepishly asked.

“Sam lives in the loft above the coffee shop. Head down that back hallway, up the stairs, and it’s the only door you can access.” Tam pointed towards the back of the coffee shop.

“Oh. So, I’m going to her place?” Alex’s voice cracked like a teenager, and he swallowed deeply.

“Yup. Have fun.” Tam winked and then moved to help another customer.

At the top of the stairs, Alex took a deep breath. Just as he was about to knock, the door opened.

Sam stood in the doorway with a grin. She was wearing very cozy looking sweatpants and a sweatshirt. It was not what Alex expected. “Come in.”

Alex obediently did, struggling to find any words to fit the situation he was in. Sam took the coffee out of his hands and walked back into the living room area of the loft.

Alex took in the space. It really was incredible. He couldn’t see anything kinky right out in the open, it just looked like a modern beautiful space… but it was incredible. And it must have cost a fortune.

Sam Flopped down into an overstuffed chair in the middle of the living room. “You like the place?”

“It’s incredible. What exactly do you do?” Alex asked. His eyes landed on the mirror on the wall from her story. He couldn’t help but stare, knowing what was behind it. Imagining Sam impaled on the steel cock getting off. Imagining himself in the same position…

“I do a lot of things, but I sold an app that made me a lot of money ten years ago. I wasn’t sure I would ever work again, if I’m honest. I could have retired happily and traveled the world. Then I met Terry and it changed things a bit.” Sam was staring at Alex. He looked down at her in the chair and found it hard to keep her gaze. His eyes went to the floor. “That relationship got me interested in app development again. Did you try and unlock your device after twenty four hours, Alex?”

“Maybe.”

“I don’t like maybe. I want the truth.”

“Yes.”

“Do you know why it didn’t work?”

“No…”

“CFE is my company, Alex. I created it. I designed the device. I created the app. My version of the app doesn’t have the same restrictions that the public version does. How does that make you feel?”

The revelation of the absolute control that Sam now had hit home. “I am feeling a whole lot of things right now.”

“Mostly good or mostly bad?” Sam inquired.

“Mostly good. This is new for me though. I bought this thing thinking it would give me a chance to explore on my own. This is all very fast.” Alex was speaking very quietly.

Sam looked Alex up and down. “Tell me the truth. Do you want to be here right now?”

Alex looked up from the floor into her eyes. “Yes.”

Sam opened up the app on her phone again and looked up at him. She tapped a button and Alex heard the CFE 2.0 click open. He instinctually moved his hands towards it, desperate to take it off.

“Wait.” Sam ordered. Alex’s hands froze as Sam stood up and walked over to him. “I was a little sneaky taking away your control like that. The control that I am searching for is absolute, but I don’t want it to ever feel like I have deceived you. Think of this as a second chance to back out. You can take off your chastity right now. I’ll give you control back and you can walk out the door and play with the timer like you had intended… but you can never come back. Or you can show me that you want this too. You can tap the lock button on my phone, giving me complete control once again.”

Sam held her phone up to Alex, showing him the screen of her app. It looked different than his. It looked different than the keyholder version he had seen online as well. There was a button with a picture of an unlocked padlock on it.

Sam looked at Alex, and then down to her phone. “This is your choice to make, but whatever you decide, you will have to live with the consequences.

The choice was making Alex’s head spin. He wanted out so badly. And yet… what would that mean? Going back home and jerking off? Fantasizing about what could have been? This was the real-life version of everything he had always imagined. He needed to explore it. He would always regret it if he didn’t.

Alex hit the button on Sam’s phone and his device re-locked itself. Sam grinned. “Good choice. Now strip. I want to see it.”

Once again, reality set in. “Seriously?” I don’t even… really know anything about you.” Alex was looking at the floor again.

“And yet you just gave me complete control of your cock.” Sam smiled. “Do what you’re told if you ever want out of that thing.” Sam flopped onto the overstuffed chair once again.

She looked so cozy. Like she was spending a comfortable Sunday afternoon curling up with a book… not demanding someone she barely knew strip down to the chastity device she had control over.

What choice did he have though? Alex started to strip. He was down to his boxer briefs before he looked up at Sam again.

“All the way big boy.” Sam grinned.

Alex dropped his underwear and stepped out of them.

“Good. You can put your clothes in here.” Sam grabbed a duffle bag from behind her chair and threw it at Alex. He did as he was told and stuffed his clothes into the bag. Sam, barely able to contain her excitement, jumped up off the chair again and grabbed the handles of the duffle bag, but Alex’s grip remained locked on. “Alex… let go.” Sam looked him in the eye, and he reluctantly did as he was told again.

Sam took the duffle over to a rope with a carabiner on the end that was hanging down just to the side of the mirror. She clipped the carabiner onto the handles of the bag and let the bag dangle at waist height. She then flopped back down into her chair and looked at Alex, who couldn’t take his eyes off the bag of his clothes.

“What next?” Alex asked, barely above a whisper.

“Well, I could take you on a tour of the loft, but I think it might be more fun if you discover the space as we go. For example, you’ll find that most of the things in my home are automated. These weren’t Terry’s additions, he wasn’t much of a tech guy, but I’ve had some time to update a few things since that relationship ended. Much like your little chastity device, I can control everything from my phone. Sam tapped a button and the rope holding the duffle bag retracted. The thick timbers that held up the ceiling were 20 ft up, so even with the rope retracting halfway, the duffle hung 10 feet in the air and impossibly out of reach. “You understand the situation you’re in now, don’t you, Alex?”

Alex ‘s eyes were wide as he watched his clothes become impossible to reach… and yet always in sight. Teasing him with their presence. He nodded.

“Oh, that won’t do. I prefer yes or no answers, followed by Miss.”

Alex was having a hard time fully wrapping his head around this. His clothes were out of reach, so even if he did decide to go it would be naked and permanently locked in chastity… and he had agreed to all of it. Well, not this specifically, but he had a chance to leave, and he hadn’t taken it. He wanted her to control him… and she was. Thoroughly.

“Yes, Miss.” Alex replied.

Sam’s smile grew even bigger. “I think I’m going to enjoy controlling you, Alex. Would you like me to remove your chastity device?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“You should know that the only time your chastity device will be coming off in the near future is when you are thoroughly restrained, and it will go back on before I let you out. You will not have access to your own cock any time soon. Do you still want to be let out of your chastity?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Alright.” Sam got up and held her hand out. “Give me your hand.” Alex gave it and Sam led him back to the bedroom.

On the bed, waiting for Alex, were steel wrist and ankle cuffs. The ankle cuffs were not connected, but the wrist cuffs had two links of chain between them. “Put those on.” Sam pointed. Alex walked to the bed and picked the wrist cuffs up as he continued to look around. The bedroom was half the size of the main living area, but still huge. The bed was centered against one of the walls and every other wall looked like it had loops and hooks and shelves with things Alex didn’t even understand, though he was certain most could be used for restraining a person. There were three doors as well. One of them he figured would lead to the room behind the mirror. One led back to the main living space. The other was a mystery for now.

Sam watched Alex look around in awe. “Don’t worry, you’ll get to experience it all.”

Alex looked back down at the cuffs. They were heavy. Each one an inch thick, with a hinge on one side and a latch on the other. Alex looked up at Sam, quizzically.

“It’s all there. Put them on, walk over to that wall, clip in your ankle cuffs to the carabiners on the bottom and then loop the wrist cuffs over the hook in the wall above your head.” Sam motioned towards a very specific space on the wall that looked like it would fit a person chained up nicely. “I’m going to go get ready. Don’t take too long.”

Sam walked into the mystery room and left Alex naked, aside from the chastity, with the instructions to lock himself up with cuffs and restrain himself to a wall… and he was eager to do it. He had always fantasized about bondage, and if it meant Sam would take off his chastity, he needed to be restrained more than anything. Alex latched the ankle cuffs around each ankle and when the two parts met, they clicked and were locked on. That simple… He now had thick steel cuffs he couldn’t remove on his ankles. He did the same thing to his wrists, effectively cuffing them together in front of him.

At the wall, Alex clipped each ankle in as instructed, realizing they held his legs apart enough to feel kind of vulnerable. Looking up, he found the hook and looped the chain over top. The hooks lack of security gave Alex a small amount of comfort that he could unloop the chain if he really needed to. And so… Alex waited for Sam’s return. While she was gone, he considered how much his life had changed. A few days ago, he was at home jerking off to this woman and now he was naked except for a chastity device, chained to her wall.

After what felt like an eternity, Sam walked back in the room wearing her rose gold latex catsuit. Her hair in braids, she was dressed just liked she was in the photo Alex had jerked off to multiple times yesterday. She looked even better in person and his cock began to ache in its cage. Unrelentingly held down, he needed to be erect. He ached to be free of the device.

Sam smiled at his reaction and walked up to Alex. “How’s that feel?” She cupped his cage with her hand and Alex’s breath stuttered. Sam reached up and pushed on the hook in the wall that held the chain connecting his wrist cuffs. The hook sunk into the wall just enough to eliminate the gap with which the chain could be removed and it locked into place. Alex tugged on the cuffs and realized that it wasn’t coming back out. “Isn’t that better? Nice and secure.”

Alex was speechless.

“Don’t worry, this just means I can take your chastity off and see what sort of cock I’ve got to play with.” With that, Sam opened the app and unlocked the chastity device. With a click, she was able to pull the tube off, and with a little effort, free Alex’s straining cock. Sam turned around and walked over to her bad to put the chastity device down, and by the time she turned back, he was fully erect.

Sam smiled. “Is that for me?”

Alex moaned. “Yes, Miss.”

This was years in the making for Sam. She knew what it felt like to be as helpless as Alex, but it was her turn now. She had given him every opportunity to back out and he hadn’t. She craved the sort of control she had over him in this moment. She had been craving it for a long time.

Sam walked up and grabbed Alex’s cock. He inhaled as she whispered in his ear “You’re already desperate to cum, aren’t you?”

The speech centres in Alex’s brain temporarily shut off. His mouth hung open. His cock was rock hard, and he started to pump his hips while Sam was holding it.

Sam squeezed it hard. “I asked you a question.”

Blinking a few times, Alex snapped out of it and found his voice again. “Yes, Miss.”

“I’ve got good news and bad. The good news is, you will be cumming today… if you want. The bad news is… it won’t be soon.

“Please… I need to cum so badly. It’s all I’ve been thinking about since I locked this thing on. I would cum so fast. I just need to, and then maybe I’ll be thinking a little clearer and we can have more fun.”

“No, Alex. You don’t understand what it means to need to cum yet. But you will. Don’t worry. I’m here to teach you.”

Concerned and defeated, Alex wasn’t sure what to say. “Yes, Miss.”

Sam turned and walked to the other side of the room, grabbed a chair, walked back, set it in front of Alex, and sat directly in front of his cock. “I used to hate sucking cock. It never did anything for me. Then Terry made me crave it.” Sam was staring at Alex’s cock longingly. “I have been conditioned to see your cock and want it in my mouth. And when I have a cock in my mouth, I get wet. Very, very, wet. He made me into a cock sucking whore because that’s what he wanted me to be.”

Alex’s cock was harder than it had ever been before.

“Do you want me to suck your cock, Alex?”

“Yes, Miss.” Alex’s voice quivered.

Sam grabbed the base of Alex’s cock and kissed the tip, licking his precum up. She slipped it into her mouth, took it halfway in, and then out completely again, kissing the tip. “I am a woman determined to change, Alex. A woman determined to take back the control that I lost time and time again. I am determined to train you, now. To make you crave the things that I want of you. But first… I need to know more. I need to know what turns you on. What are the ideas that drive you wild, Alex? What do you crave? There is only one way to find out.

Sam stood up, walked to a cabinet, pulled open a drawer, and removed an inflatable gag with a large leather strap. “Have you ever been gagged before Alex?”

“No, Miss.”

“Well I’m going to interrogate you now, and I don’t want you saying anything that might influence the results.”

I don’t understand, Miss.”

Sam tapped Alex’s mouth and held up the gag. He obediently opened it. She put the gag in, strapped it around the back of his head so he couldn’t spit it out, and then she pumped it once. “Well, Alex, this particular interrogation is with your cock. I don’t want to know what you think turns you on, I want to know what actually turns you on. The things that make your cock move just from thinking about it.

Alex mumbled through the gag and Sam pumped it again, filling his mouth and stifling almost all of the sound he was making.

“There we go.” Sam sat back in the chair in front of Alex, wrapping both of her hands around his cock, kissed the tip again, and then she looked up at him.

“Tell me. Just for the baseline… have you ever wanted to get fucked in the ass by a horse?”

This was not what Alex expected to hear. He tried to protest to the idea but barely any sound came out of his mouth. He pulled on the restraints, but nothing would budge.

“Good.” Sam grinned. “You see, your cock softened at the idea. You clearly don’t get off on the idea of being fucked by a horse, and I’m glad. I don’t want you to get fucked by a horse. Now… how do you feel about the idea of me throwing out all your underwear and making you secretly wear panties all the time?

Alex’s cock stiffened again in Sam’s hands and she grinned. “This is going to work better than I expected.”

Alex, barely able to make a sound through his gag, realized that this crude version of a lie detector test was going to reveal to Sam everything that turned him on… whether he wanted to admit it or not. He tugged on the restraints and knew there was nothing he could do. Sam had him now, and he had done all the work to put himself in this helpless position. If only he could just cum… he would be able to think straight again…

Alex tugged on his restraints for the hundredth time. The hook that held his wrist cuffs would not budge out of the wall after Sam had pushed it in. He wasn’t going anywhere, wrists secured above his head, ankles cuffed a couple feet apart, leaving his legs spread just enough to feel entirely too vulnerable... and Sam had just left him here. Alex’s mind was in a haze. He needed to cum and all he could think about was what Sam had just put him though, which just made him need to cum even more…

After securely locking Alex to the wall, gagging him with an inflatable gag, and finally removing his chastity, Sam had “interrogated” his cock. She expertly held him in her hands while talking about every sexual act, every kink, every fetish Alex had ever heard of, and many he hadn’t. Her grasp was just firm enough to feel whether he was getting turned on by an idea, or if it truly turned him off, all the while making sure she wasn’t providing enough physical stimulation for a false result. She ignored his moans and head shakes as she talked about some of the kinkier topics. Sam had no interested in what Alex claimed to be into… she wanted to know what made his cock hard. The root of the things that turned him on, no matter how taboo, no matter what Alex thought he wanted to try… she wanted to know what he physically reacted to. She wanted him to enjoy his experience with her. This is how she would control him.

When Sam had exhausted every sexual topic, she blindfolded him and took him to the brink of orgasm 7 times. Sam expertly stroked and sucked his cock right up until the edge, and then stopped, leaving him one touch away from cumming. Every time, Alex would desperately thrust, trying to find that last bit of friction so he could get some release and clear his mind, but his cock would be left thrusting into nothing but air. Eventually his cock would start to soften from neglect, which was Sam’s cue to take him to the brink of orgasm (and his sanity) yet again.

After 7 almost orgasms, Alex felt Sam using a measuring tape all over his body. She then deflated his mouth gag slightly to provide some minor relief to his jaw and disappeared. Alex heard a door close a few minutes later and had been waiting, cuffed to the wall, gagged, and blindfolded ever since. Every time he started to think about the position he was in, his cock would stiffen again… but eventually it would go back down as he waited. While his cock was fluctuating, his balls were in a constant state of ache. He had never felt anything like it before. He had always just jerked off when he was horny, and this raw ache had created a whole new level of need. He didn’t just want to cum, he needed it. His cock needed it, his balls needed it, and his mind was foggy with desire. He just wanted to get off so he could feel like himself again.

When Alex heard the door open, his cock sprang to attention. Sam was back. Moments later, he heard her walk into the room and step up in front of him. He moaned into the inflatable gag.

“Hi pet.” Sam whispered into his ear. Alex could hear the smile in her voice. “Did you miss me?”

Alex nodded and moaned “yes” as best he could.

Cupping Alex’s balls with her hand, Sam asked: “Have you been hard all this time for me?”

Alex shook his head and continued to moan as Sam fondled his aching balls.

“Well, I’m glad that my presence alone is enough to make you hard. I bought some things for you, pet. Would you like to try them on?” Sam let go of Alex’s balls and stepped away as he moaned, clearly nervous.

“Are you scared, pet?” Alex Nodded, despite his cock getting harder. The fact that Sam had started calling him pet was not lost on him. The interrogation had revealed a few desires that even Alex wasn’t aware he had, and Sam was clearly leaning into them.

“I’ll tell you what. I’m going to put a few things on you, and if you behave, I will give you the opportunity to cum. Are you going to behave?”

Alex nodded furiously.

“Good. Lift your left foot.” Sam instructed as she unclipped his ankle cuff from the wall.

Alex did and quickly realized she was putting a shoe on him. When Sam made him put weight on it so he could lift his right foot, he realized it was a high heel. He moaned again and took a second to find his balance. When both shoes were on, he heard two clicks.

“Don’t you look cute, pet.” Sam whispered in his ear as she locked a collar around his neck.

Alex moaned into the gag as he heard another click.

“Don’t pretend you don’t like this.” Sam put a finger on the tip of Alex’s cock and pushed it down a little. It was rock hard and sprung back as soon as she let it go. “I’m going to unlock your hands now so that I can put them in a single sleeve arm binder behind your back. I know you want to wear it for me… but I’m concerned that in your desperation, you might reach for your cock. Are you going to behave?

Alex nodded.

“Are you sure? We could wait until you get soft and lock your chastity on again just to be certain.”

Alex shook his head side to side vigorously.

“Alright. If you touch your cock, you will be punished. Do you understand?”

Alex nodded.

With that, the hook released from the wall and Alex was able to pull the chain between his wrist cuffs off it. His arms had gone numb from being over his head for so long and he shook them out in front of him. Sam released the cuffs, and rubbed his wrists. “poor thing. Lets get these locked away again, shall we?” Sam took a step back to get the arm binder.

Alex hadn’t intended to lie to Sam. He actually thought he would be able to behave in the moment… but the chance to cum, and his desperation to clear his foggy mind left him feeling that any punishment would be worth just one orgasm. His hand moved to his cock and he started to stroke it. He just needed to get off once so he could think straight again… ZZZZZTTTT

Alex’s hands immediately shot up to his neck, but the collar that had just shocked him wouldn’t budge. He found the padlock keeping it secured and pulled off his blindfold, looking at Sam desperately as his eyes adjusted to the light.

“I had a feeling that might happen. Don’t worry, you’ll learn to behave. Hands behind your back.” Sam motioned, holding the single sleeve in one hand and her phone in the other.

Alex moaned into the gag, a whole new level of desperation sinking in. He looked down at his cock and saw his feet for the first time. They were in black lace up heels that curved perfectly around his ankles. The heel must have been 5 inches and if he had seen these on Sam, he would have thought there were incredibly hot. The laces were tied in a nice bow on the second to top eyelets. The top eyelets had a small padlock through them, securely locking his feet in the shoes. He pulled on the gag, but it was locked on as well. His hands went back to the collar. As he looked back up at Sam. She was smiling.

“You’ve gotten yourself into quit the predicament here, pet.”

Alex’s eyes were pleading as his hand instinctually dropped back to his cock.

Sam tapped her phone and his collar shocked him again. Alex’s hand shot back up to the collar. “That was twenty five percent of what this collar is capable of. Would you like to try fifty? Or do you want to put your hands behind your back and turn around?”

Alex did as he was told and before he could think twice, Sam was sliding the single sleeve over his arms and securing it around his shoulders. His hands were, once again, completely useless, this time trapped behind him.

“Isn’t that better, pet?” Sam said as she stroked his cock once, looking him in the eye and then letting go.

Alex thrust against the air, almost losing his balance in the heels.

Sam pulled a leash out of a shopping bag and clipped it to a d-ring on his collar. With a little tug, she led him towards the door leading to the room behind the mirror. Alex had no choice but follow. Thankfully Sam took it slow as he learned to walk in high heels for the first time, nearly rolling his ankles with every step.

Through the door, Sam guided Alex towards a platform. It was dark in the room, aside from the light coming through the one way mirror. Looking into the living room, Alex’s stomach turned inside out, and his heart began to race. Tam, the barista from the coffee shop, was sitting on the overstuffed couch opposite the chair Sam had been sitting in previously. Alex looked at Sam and pleaded with his eyed, shaking his head, but all Sam had to do was gently tug on his leash and Alex was made to follow.

The platform wasn’t the same as Alex had imagined it from Sam’s story, though. She had prepared it for him. There was no steel cock on a pole, in its place was a silicone cylinder that looked very much like a pussy.

Sam looped Alex’s leash onto a hook in the ceiling that placed him right in front of it, making it impossible for him leave the platform/view from the living room should the lights be turned on.

“As you know, while the lights are off, no one can see into this room. When the lights are on, however, the living room mirror becomes a window.”

Alex started to back away.

“Be careful pet. The hook that I have attached your leash to is attached to the switch that turns on the light. If you tug on it, the light goes on. If you let the leash go slack again, the light will go off.

Alex moaned behind his gag again, looking between Tam and Sam. There was not a lot of slack in the leash as it was… he was stuck here in the middle of the room. Front and centre.

Sam lowered the silicone pussy just enough so that Alex would have to bend his knees awkwardly to get his cock into it. It was also just low enough that it would cause him to tug on the leash and turn the lights on. “I told you I would give you the opportunity to cum. It’s up to you now.” Sam grinned as she poured some lube over his cock, stroked it a few times, and then walked away.

Alex watched Sam walk out into the living room to greet Tam. They had coffee cups on the table and the two of them got comfortable, sipping their coffee, and talking like old friends. Sam made sure to sit so that she was facing the mirror.

Alex was desperate. He needed to cum. Sam had already seen him naked and humiliated… maybe he could just get off really quick and Tam wouldn’t see?

Alex shifted his footing slightly, heels clicking as he spread his legs a little. His mind continued to race with question of how and why he had gotten himself into this situation. Locked in heels, arms restrained, shocking collar locked around his neck, gagged, and a leash positioning him for unavoidable humiliation if he wanted to get off. Desperation took over and he realized that as humiliating as this was… he couldn’t deny how much it was turning him on. Was that just his need to cum talking, or did he like being in this position?

Alex bent his legs, separating his knees wide enough to keep his balance in the heels. As soon as the leash became taught, the light turned. He immediately stood back up, and it turned off. Sam had been watching and was grinning from ear to ear. Tam looked over her shoulder to follow Sam’s gaze but all she could see was the mirror. When Tam turned back, Sam giggled and the two started talking and drinking coffee again.

Alex bent his knees just enough so the leash wouldn’t pull… but he couldn’t quite get low enough to slide his lubed-up cock into the silicone pussy. He took a deep breath around the gag and sunk lower. The lights flicked on. He had to pull on the leash with his weight a little to get low enough that his cock could find the opening of the silicone. Collar pulling on his neck, he managed to get it in and started fucking it as fast as he could. Sam grinned again and Tam turned around, her eyes going wide at the sight. Alex pulled his cock out and stood up as fast as he could, almost tripping. He managed to find his footing and thankfully let the leash go slack, plunging him into darkness again. He was so close already. He just needed a few more seconds and he could have gotten off… but now Tam had seen him… How could he possibly show himself here or in the coffee shop ever again?

Sam and Tam stood up, pulled two chairs in front of the mirror, and sat back down looking right into it. Tam’s expression was one of delight.

Alex moaned into his gag.

Sam knew from the interrogation of his cock that the idea of being humiliated in front of women turned him on. She knew that the idea of being forced to wear high heels turned him on. She knew that being treated as her pet would turn him on…. And she knew that being forced with inescapable bondage and true physical control over his cock was the thing that turned him on the most. He would have never admitted to any of those things out loud, but she had captured him, put him in this position, turned him into her pet, and it was clearly everything had ever wanted… even if he hadn’t realized it himself yet.

The situation pushed Alex’s desperation to the breaking point. He looked at Sam and Tam, then down at his cock and the silicone pussy just below it, his only means of getting the release he needed.

Sam and Tam sat in front of the mirror for a few minutes. Alex watched as Tam asked all sorts of questions he couldn’t hear. Sam answered them all, casually sipping her coffee and smiling as she looked into the mirror, seemingly straight into his eyes.

Alex couldn’t think straight. It wasn’t that he was considering whether or not to get himself off in front of them, it was going to happen. He was just desperately trying to hold out for as long as he could, willpower crumbling with every second as his need to cum consumed him.

Alex bent his legs until the leash pulled taut and the light flicked on. Sam and Tam both looked up, watching as he slid his cock in the silicone pussy. Alex wasn’t sure how much Sam had told Tam, but she seemed to enjoy what she was seeing. So much so that she pulled out her phone and started recording. Alex wanted to pull his cock out and stop... He desperately wanted to make the room go dark so she couldn’t record him… but it was too late for that now. He had reached the point where there was no turning back. His cock needed to cum more than his mind could convince him it was a bad idea.

Alex fucked the silicone pussy for 4 seconds. His legs bent, heels clicking as he kept his balance, arms pulled back and locked behind him, collar pulling just enough to make him feel the strain around his neck, and with two women watching him, utterly humiliated, he came harder than he had ever cum before. He pushed his cock in as hard and deep as he could and in that moment realized that there was no back to the silicone pussy. He shot his load all over the back of the mirror.

Sam and Tam thoroughly enjoyed the show.

Alex was breathing heavily around the gag as his head finally started to clear. Reality crashing down around him. It’s amazing how much you can justify when you’re horny enough… He looked at the two women, moaned into his gag, pulled his cock out of the silicone pussy, and stood up, sending the room into darkness once again.

Sam and Tam were laughing and talking as Sam pulled out her phone and tapped a button. It opened an intercom to the room.

“Pet, Tam thinks you came too fast. She would like you to try again.”

Alex’s cock hadn’t even had a chance to get soft yet, but his inescapable, humiliating situation, followed by this simple message from Sam letting him know just how in control she was, had left him feeling like he might be permanently erect. He was living through a fantasy that he didn’t even know he had and even immediately after he found the release he so desperately needed, the need to cum was already building inside him again.

“Pet, stick your cock back in and cum again for us.”

Alex moaned into his gag as he contemplated why this was turning him on so much. He thought about his options for a little too long, and the shock to his neck snapped him out of any thinking he was attempting to do. Alex instinctually bent his knees, the lights turned on, and he slid his cock back in, following orders and preventing another shock.

“Remember, pet, I don’t like asking twice. Now cum again for us.”

Alex started fucking the silicone pussy again. Utterly humiliated… and more turned on than he had ever thought possible…

Alex Couldn’t believe what he was about to do. Sitting in his empty apartment he re-read his resignation letter for the twentieth time. How had it come to this? Over the past four weeks he had given up everything he had built his life towards. His career, his apartment, all his belongings. Everything that had previously defined him was gone. He had told his family that he was going to travel for a year. That he was going to “find himself.” He had even found a few retreats in various parts of the world that offered technology free experiences to justify being unreachable.

Sam was waiting in the car downstairs. She had told him that they were going to her property out in the country. Alex was excited. He was scared. He was constantly feeling new things every moment he was with her. Sam satisfied every fantasy he had ever had… and so much more. She had also used his fantasies to take complete control of every aspect of his life. Part of him loved it. The other part was screaming in the back of his mind that things had gone too far… but it didn’t really matter. At this point, he couldn’t escape Sam’s control, even if he wanted to.

Looking back, Alex realized that from the moment he had chosen to re-lock his chastity in Sam’s apartment, he had given up this life. That was his last truly free decision.

Alex hit send and his resignation was submitted.

FOUR WEEKS EARLIER

The day had been overwhelming, to say the least. Sam had done her “interrogation,” discovering everything that turned Alex on… including some things that he hadn’t even realized himself. She then humiliated him in front of Tam, which as it turns out turned him on even more. After he had put on a show for them, Sam had re-locked his chastity device while Tam watched through the mirror. Only then did she remove the arm binder and gag. Sam then unhooked his leash from the ceiling.

Tugging on the leash, Sam led Alex out of the room and into her bedroom. Alex nearly rolled his ankle a few times as he continued his crash course on walking in heels. The padlock that held the eyelets in the shoes together clacked each step, reminding him that the heels were not going anywhere. As Sam started tugging the leash towards the living room, he stopped, and the leash went taut. Alex couldn’t face Tam.

“I promise you that what you just did was far more humiliating than sitting with us. Tam has some questions for you. I have told her a few things, but this is all very new to her. You are going to answer her questions and then she is going to go.” Sam said, matter-of-factly.

Alex, having just cum multiple times, wasn’t really in the right head space to enjoy the humiliation. What good would refusing do, though? She would shock his collar… or leave him locked up in chastity… He couldn’t even leave; his clothes were still out of reach in the duffle bag hanging from the ceiling.

Seeing the look in Alex’s eyes soften, Sam tugged on the leash again and Alex followed. Sam sat on the couch, opposite the chair that Tam was in, and had Alex kneel at her feet. Tam was grinning from ear to ear. She asked how Alex wound up in this position and Alex was unable to answer. His cheeks were red, and he was covering his chastity with his hands.

Sam gave his collar a little shock. “From this point forward, you will answer every question with complete honesty. You will not talk back. You will continue to end every sentence spoken to me with ‘Miss,’ and when Tam asks you a question, you will end with “Ma’am. Do you understand?”

Alex was speechless once again. Was this really happening?

Sam shocked him again.

“Yes, Miss!”

“Good boy.”

Tam was thoroughly enjoying the look on Alex’s face as Sam explained Alex’s predicament to him. She could tell he was getting turned on again too. Even after cumming multiple times, being put in his place like this was making his chastity device move.

“Are you turned on?” Tam asked.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Put your hands behind your back, pet. Tam has never seen a chastity device before.” Sam ordered.

Alex did as he was told.

The next hour was very strange. Sam and Tam had drinks. Tam asked questions of Alex and he answered. Tam asked questions of Sam, and she answered. It was like three friends hanging out… except Alex was naked, locked in chastity, high heels, a collar, and would be shocked if he didn’t tell the truth. The questions were ones that he had never answered aloud before. Some of them were questions that he may have even answered differently before Sam’s interrogation. He learned a lot about himself in that process as well. It was utterly humiliating… and as it turns out, humiliation really turns Alex on.

Tam didn’t know all that much about Sam’s history… She had only started working at the coffee shop a few months ago and they were always friendly, but until yesterday, all she really knew about Sam was that she was the tenant upstairs who her manager insisted got free coffee any time. Sam had let Tam in on Alex’s little secret to enhance Alex’s experience in that first meeting. She also didn’t want to have to explain why she was wearing a latex catsuit in the middle of the coffee shop... so Sam opened up a little to her favourite barista. She told Tam that she liked to be in control and that someone was coming to meet her locked in chastity and she was planning to tease him thoroughly. To Sam’s surprise, Tam really enjoyed the idea. She wanted to know more. Sam told her that if things went according to plan, she would show Tam what a submissive man could be.

Tam was enthralled. She was asking non-stop questions. It was like a toddler discovering that art meant more than drawing with crayons. She needed to know everything. How long had he wanted to be locked in chastity? Why did he like it? Is he happy now that Sam controls him? How does he feel about Tam having a video of him cumming the way he had? Does he like wearing the high heels? Is this turning him on? What does he want to do to Sam right now? What does he want to do to Tam right now? What does being locked in chastity do for him sexually? Has he ever wanted to be in control, or is this his ultimate fantasy? Does he want to get fucked in the ass? If Sam had a strap on right now, would he suck it? Does that turn him on? How often did he jerk off before he was locked in chastity? When was the last time he got laid properly?

The questions went on and on. Alex, fearing the shock to his collar, answered as instructed. He told the truth, always ending with Miss or Ma’am, depending on who he was talking to. It was turning him on again and when Tam asked about that, he had to admit it.

“Can you get a pet for me?” Tam asked Sam with a grin.

“Do you want to feel like you are in control?” Sam asked, grinning back.

“Uh, yeah!”

With that Sam gave Tam a small remote control. “I can control everything from my phone, but this is the remote that came with collar. I want to see what you would make him do.”

“Really?” Tam’s eyes went wide with excitement.

“Really. Do not shock him unless he disobeys you, though. And if you ask anything that I don’t want, I’ll intervene.”

The two looked at Alex who was suddenly very nervous.

“Get on all fours.” Tam ordered.

Alex looked at Sam. She nodded, as if her permission was what he was looking for. Truthfully, he just couldn’t really comprehend what was happening anymore. He had fallen into the submissive rabbit hole and there was no way back out. He got on all fours.

“Slap your own ass.” Tam instructed.

Alex did.

“Harder.”

Alex did.

“Stand up.”

Alex did.

“Come over here. I want to see your chastity device.”

Alex walked over to Tam and stood in front of her. Tam looked to Sam. “Do you mind if I touch it?”

“Be my guest.” Sam responded with a grin.

Tam took the chastity in her hand and lifted it up to see how it was locked on. She tugged on it a little. “So, you really can’t take this off?”

“No, Ma’am.”

“Isn’t sex part of the fun with having a sex slave?” Tam looked to Sam.

“I could have sex with him if I wanted. I could make him have sex with you if I wanted. Some people use chastity as a way to prevent pleasure, but for me it is purely to control it. He will only have pleasure when I allow it. He will only cum when I allow it. If I didn’t let him cum at all, he could leave, and his situation would not change. It’s his need to cum that will keep him coming back. The fact that being locked in chastity turns him on, only helps to build his desperation more quickly.”

It was humiliating to hear Sam talking about him as if he wasn’t in the room. Explaining how owning his orgasms is what gave her control. Knowing that’s what turned him on. She was right though. And there was nothing he could do about it.

“How is he with his tongue?” Tam asked.

“I don’t know yet.” Sam replied. “Doesn’t really matter where he’s starting from though, he’ll learn.”

“Can I find out?”

“No.” Sam said. “I need to break him in properly first.”

Tam was disappointed. She tapped the button on the collar and it shocked Alex. His hands shot to his neck. “Just wanted you to know I could.” Tam said.

“Give it to me.” Sam looked very serious.

“I was just messing around.” Tam was surprised by Sam’s tone.

“That’s not how I do things. If you want to be involved in this world with me, you need to learn the rules first. Control is trust. Trust that if you do what you are told, you won’t be punished.”

Tam gave the remote back to Sam. “Okay, sorry. Can’t you just… do what you want, though?”

“To a degree, but control is based on trust. If I say I’m going to do something, I do it. If I am using a shock collar to punish bad behaviour, what good does it do if my pet thinks it might get shocked at any time?”

Tam didn’t look entirely convinced. “Right. Of course.”

“If you really want to learn, I’ll help you. For tonight, I need some time alone with my new pet.”

“Well, thank you for showing me… everything.” Tam turned to Alex. “Good luck.”

Sam saw her out, locked the door, and turned back to Alex. “I’m sorry about that.”

“It’s okay, Miss.”

“It’s not. I shouldn’t have given her the remote. She wasn’t ready. I want you to know that I will only shock you when you deserve it, and our goal is for you to avoid getting shocked. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Good. Are you enjoying yourself, pet?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Good. Do you need to be home for anything tonight?”

“Just work tomorrow, Miss.”

“That’s disappointing but I understand. I want to watch some TV before you leave. Kneel in front of the couch.”

Alex did as he was instructed. Sam was wearing a skirt that she hiked up before sitting on the couch, her legs on either side of Alex. “When Tam wanted you to lick her pussy, did you want to?”

Alex didn’t know how to respond.

“It’s okay, pet. I can tell you are attracted to her as well.”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Do you want to taste me, pet?”

“Desperately, Miss.”

Sam lifted her legs into the air and shimmied her panties off. She held them out in front of Alex. “Put these in your mouth, pet.”

Alex did. Sam’s panties were already very wet, and she tasted incredible.

Sam rested a foot on both of his shoulders. “Put your hands behind your back.” Sam ordered. “When I tell you to get in position, this is your place. On your knees in front of a chair, ready to please me with your tongue. Do you understand?”

Alex nodded as he clasped his hands behind his back.

“Good boy. Give me my panties back.”

Alex opened his mouth and Sam pulled her panties out as she slid her feet past Alex’s head. Bending her knees, her legs forced him closer to her pussy. “You don’t lick until I tell you to.”

Alex was staring at her pussy. He’d never wanted to please a woman so badly. His cock was straining in its cage.

Sam opened her phone and tapped a button. The TV behind Alex turned on. “Now… what do I want to watch?

Alex moaned with anticipation, moving closer to Sam’s pussy.

“Not yet.” Sam put a finger on his forehead.

Scrolling through her streaming services, Sam landed on Severance.

“Do you like sci-fi, pet?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Me too.” Sam hit play and pulled Alex towards her pussy. “Now make me cum.”

As Alex’s lips touched Sam’s pussy, he looked up at her. Eyes like a puppy dog.

“This is where you belong now, pet. You cum when I allow it. You make me cum whenever I ask. I really don’t like shocking you. I would much rather control you with your sexual desperation. Do you understand that?”

Alex nodded as best he could while being held against Sam’s pussy.

“Good. Let’s see how you do.”

With that Sam turned her gaze to the TV. Alex had pleasured a few girlfriends with his mouth in the past. He had never had any complaints.

Alex started slow. He kissed Sam’s pussy gently and looked up to see a smirk on her face. She didn’t look down from the show, however, so Alex continued. He slid his tongue inside her and realized just how wet she was. Her juices covered his lips and dripped down his chin. Sam’s pussy was incredible. She was hairless and tight. She tasted sweet and womanly. She had clearly been turned on for a while and the taste of her desire was driving Alex wild. He desperately wished he could slide inside of her.

Trying to ignore how tight his cage was getting, Alex licked Sam slowly from bottom to top and rested his tongue on her clit. Sam inhaled sharply, giving Alex a little bit of confidence that he was pleasing her. She was enjoying it and he was determined to make her cum just as hard as he had cum earlier. He would prove himself to her right now.

As soon as he started to swirl his tongue in circles around her clit, Sam grabbed the back of his head and spread her legs a little more.

Alex continued, dipping his tongue inside of her, pulling her juices up to her clit and then swirling his tongue around it over and over again. Sam came faster than Alex expected. She held his head firm and pushed his mouth into her as every muscle in her body tightened up.

She didn’t squirt exactly, but she was so wet as she came that holding Alex’s face in her pussy, covered him in her juices.

Alex was all smiles. He had clearly done a good job. He was proud of himself. He wanted to please Sam and he had.

As Sam’s body relaxed, Alex started to pull away.

“Where are you going, pet?”

“You just came, didn’t you, Miss?”

Sam laughed, grabbed her phone, and paused the show. “Is that a question? Do you have any doubt that I just came?”

“No, Miss.”

Sam put a hand on Alex’s cheek. “You will never have to guess if I’ve had an orgasm. I was trained for that.”

“What do you mean, Miss?”

“I mean that when I was in your position, I was trained to cum exactly how Terry wanted me to cum.” Sam took a breath and thought back to her times as a sub. “He trained me to be constantly horny. He trained me to cum almost immediately when stimulated. By the end, he kept me so turned on all the time that he could make me cum on command. Just knowing that’s what he wanted, my body would oblige.”

“Wow.”

Sam tapped a button. Alex’s collar gave him a shock.

“You end every sentence with ‘Miss.’ Understand?”

“Yes, Miss.” Alex reflexively reached for his collar.

Sam got up and walked away, leaving Alex wondering what was happening. Kneeling in front of the couch, he shifted back and forth a little from knee to knee looking for a little relief. He tugged on his collar. It wasn’t going anywhere.

Sam returned with a pair of hand cuffs. “When you are in position, you don’t get out of position unless I instruct it. That includes keeping your hands behind your back. If you can’t do it on your own, you will be cuffed.

“Yes, Miss.” Alex obediently put his hands behind his back again.

Sam cuffed Alex’s hands and sat back down, putting her feet back on Alex’s shoulders. “There were two outcomes from my training with Terry. Firstly… I eventually realized that my place is not as a submissive. I was meant to rule. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Yes, Miss.”

Sam smiled. “That took a little bit of time to figure out, but eventually, I found my place. The second result of his training, and something I realized far too late, is that what he did to me can’t be undone. I cum hard, I cum fast, I cum repeatedly… and I crave it all the time.”

Alex sat on the floor between Sam’s legs, obediently listening.

“When I cum I am satisfied for about ten seconds… and then I want more. I need more. You can’t undo years of sexual training, pet. Even if your mind changes, your body will crave the things it is made to crave. Kind of makes you wonder what I’m going to do to you, doesn’t it?

“Yes, Miss.” Alex looked nervous.

Sam grinned. “I am going to call on you to pleasure me often. More than you will want. More than your mouth will be able to handle at first. But this is your place now. This is where you belong. You are my plaything, and your sole purpose is to pleasure me. Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Good. Now get back to work.” Sam un-paused the show and pulled Alex into her pussy again with her feet.

Alex did as he was instructed. By the end of the episode, Sam came fifteen times. Alex’s jaw was aching and his tongue was soar… He didn’t know tongues could get soar.

Sam turned off the TV. “You did good today, pet. Are you happy that I own you now?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Good. Not that you really have a choice anymore.” Sam grinned. “You’re going to go home now. You’re going to look around at your things, at your previous life, at everything you were before this moment, and you’re going to realize that where you belong is between my legs. Pleasuring me on command. You’re going to realize that you made the right choice today. That there is no turning back. You are going to think about everything that’s happened to you and realize that it is turning you on more than every fantasy you’ve ever had, and you’re going to wish you could jerk yourself off… but you can’t. Your cock is mine. Your orgasms are mine. You will only have access to your cock when I allow it from this point forward. That’s how you want it to be, isn’t it?”

Alex’s cock hadn’t ever become fully soft since going back into its cage, but this was different. He was fully straining inside his chastity now. Feeling just how tight it could be. This speech felt very… final. Like his decisions today couldn’t be undone. It scared him. It also turned him on.

“Say it, Pet.” Sam stared into his eyes.

“Yes, Miss.”

“Your chastity and collar will remain locked on. Your clothes will stay with me.” Sam walked away once again, leaving Alex stunned. When Sam came back, she held a few articles of clothing and a small steel box with a blinking red light on it. “Stand up.” Alex did and Sam unlocked his cuffs. “You can wear these to get home.”

Sam handed Alex the clothes. It was a skirt and a tight leopard print top.

“Please don’t make me go out like this, Miss.”

“Pet, I know for a fact that you want me to force you to wear women’s clothing. I know the humiliation of it turns you on. I can see your cock straining its cage at the thought, so don’t pretend like I don’t know what’s best for you. Put them on.”

Alex did as he was instructed.

“This contains the keys to unlock your high heels.” Sam handed Alex the steel box.

Alex, looking down at himself, saw the heels Sam had locked on him earlier in the day below his new skirt. So much had changed.

“The box will only unlock when I send it the signal.” Sam held up her phone. “And I will only do that once you get home and send me a photo of you in position on your kitchen floor. When you get in your car, I would suggest you do a couple laps around the parking lot to get used to driving in heels before you hit the main roads.”

Alex was getting a little overwhelmed. It was one thing going through this here with Sam… but in public?

“Please, Miss… I just…”

“Your car is right outside. Am I pushing you? Yes. Will you be fine? Also, yes. Don’t question this command again. You’re doing it.”

“Yes, Miss.”

Sam then grabbed his wallet and car keys out of a drawer. She must have gotten them out of his pants while he was locked up to the wall earlier. She handed them both to Alex. “Alright, pet. Go home. You have work in the morning.”

“When can I see you again, Miss?”

“I’ll text you. Don’t message me on the CFE app. Don’t reach out on FetLife. It is not your place to make requests. I will call on you when I want you.”

“Yes, Miss.”

Sam walked over to Alex, lifted his skirt, and grabbed his locked-up cock. She then led him to the door by it. Opening the door, she motioned for him to walk through. Alex hesitantly did. “Try not to miss me too much.” Sam closed the door and left Alex in the hallway, stunned.

Alex looked around. Here he was, in a skirt and a leopard print top. Collar locked around his neck, high heels locked on to his feet, and a chastity cage locked on his cock.

Sam’s loft was the only one in the building though, right? Her loft was huge, it must have been... She wouldn’t send him out if other people might see him, right?

Not wanting to find out, Alex quickly started walking to the stairs. On the main floor, he realized that the coffee shop was all locked. He saw his car right outside the front door and started walking towards it.

“You have to go out the back”

Alex nearly had a heart attack. Spinning, he saw Tam grinning from ear to ear. She was wearing the same thing she had been wearing in the loft. A skirt and a baggy t-shirt tied into a knot.

“You look cute.” Tam said.

“Can you just let me out the front?”

“I don’t think so. And you forgot to call me ma’am.”

“Please, I just want to get home.” There was desperation in Alex’s voice.

“You just want to go home…” Tam smiled, mischievously.

Alex took a deep breath. “Ma’am.”

“That’s better. Though, now that I think about it… maybe you should call me Miss as well.”

“Did Sam put you up to this?”

“Maybe. Control can mean a lot of things. Maybe she wanted to show you that. I don’t need control over your chastity to have control over you because I’ve been doing a little research while you were upstairs. I know who you are. I know where you work. I know your friends and your family. And I have this little video of you that you probably don’t want any of them to see.”

Alex’s stomach sank. “Please delete that.”

“First off, no. Why would I ever do that? Second, you’re going to start showing me some respect. The same respect you show Sam. Understand?”

Alex’s head was spinning. Was this really happening? “Maybe I should talk to Sam.”

“Sure. But maybe this was her plan. Maybe it’s a test. Maybe she wants you to disobey me so that I post this video. That way, you are too embarrassed to continue with your old life and are forced into this new one?” Is that what you want?

“No… Miss.”

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Tam grinned as she sat on the counter. “Lift your skirt.”

Alex did as he was told.

“You look so pretty. Have you always been a little sissy?”

“No, Miss.”

“Is this your first time in women’s clothes?”

“Yes, Miss.”

Tam hiked up her skirt and Alex saw that she wasn’t wearing any panties. “Looks like you’re going to show me how well that tongue works after all.”

Alex couldn’t believe what was happening. This couldn’t possibly be something Sam had planned… Or was it? He barely knew her. And he wasn’t supposed to reach out to her. And if he did, Tam would just post the video whether it was Sam’s plan or not…

“Yes, Miss.”

“Good little bitch. Now get over here and make me cum.”

Alex locked the door to his apartment for the last time. Mrs. Pemberton, his elderly neighbour was shaking the rain off her coat in the hall before entering her apartment.

“Alex, I haven’t seen you around much lately. How are you?”

“Good, Mrs. Pemberton. How are you?”

“Oh, I’m fine…” Mrs. Pemberton lost her train of thought as she noticed Alex’s stockings and Mary Janes with a stiletto heel below his trench coat. Glancing from Alex’s shoes to the small suitcase he was carrying and then up to his face, she smiled. “Going somewhere?”

Alex’s cheeks flushed a dark red. He couldn’t look her in the eye. “I’m moving out, actually.”

“Just when you started to get interesting.” Alex dared a glance up to her face and saw that she was smiling mischievously. Mrs. Pemberton grabbed Alex’s arm and continued; “I hope that whatever comes next for you, you’re happy.”

Everything was changing very quickly, but Alex couldn’t back out at this point even if he wanted to, so what did it matter? “I think I am.”

As if on cue, there was a sudden rumbling from under Alex’s trench coat. Mrs. Pemberton looked down, then back up. “Are you alright?”

“Yup.” Was all Alex could say as he bit his lip.

“You better go, dear.”

Alex nodded his head vigorously. “Bye Mrs. Pemberton. Take care of yourself.”

“You too, Alex.

Alex turned and quickly walked towards the elevator. Mrs. Pemberton was nice, but someone from his old life getting a glimpse of who he had become was still humiliating.

As Mrs. Pemberton watched Alex walk away, she noticed a comfort that she had never seen in him before, which was odd given that he was clearly embarrassed. He was also surprisingly comfortable in the heels, swaying his hips as he walked. It was a wonderful combination of masculine and feminine. Truthfully it stirred something up inside her. Perhaps she could coerce Mr. Pemberton into some heels with the right incentive.

On the street, the trunk of a limo popped open. Alex took a deep breath, pulled up the collars on his coat, and ran in his heels through the pouring rain from the front of his building to the car. Throwing his bag in the trunk, he shuffled to the back door as it opened. Climbing inside he saw Tam was in the driver’s seat. Sam was in the back, completely naked.

Sam watched Alex climb in and move towards the seat opposite her. “No. Take off your coat and get into position, pet.”

3 WEEKS EARLIER

Alex spent the rest of the week desperately needing to hear from Sam. They had met on a Monday. Tuesday, he realized she had permanent control over his chastity… and he willingly gave it back to her, only to be forced into the most erotic, humiliating, incredible kinky experience Alex could have ever imagined. By the end of the day on Wednesday, Alex realized that this was the first day in years that he hadn’t jerked off. And he didn’t even have the phone number of the person who had his cock locked up. She had specifically told him not to contact her too. She would reach out to him when she was ready. It was her only rule… but she couldn’t have meant for Tam to blackmail him, right?

On Friday he broke down and sent her a message on Fetlife and the CFE app.

Hi Miss.

I know you specifically asked me not to reach out. I’m sorry. I am just having a hard time with Tam taking control. It’s… not what I had imagined when I hit that lock button on your phone. And I’m not saying I fully knew what I was getting into. I didn’t… but everything with you is amazing. You make me feel like all my fantasies are coming to life. Including ones I didn’t even know I had. Everything with Tam is… scary. She told me not to say anything, and I don’t know if this is all a mind game… and I really don’t want that video to get leaked, but I can’t do it. If Tam is part of your plan for me, I feel like I need to change my mind and I hope you’ll understand and release me. I’m sorry.

Alex

It was a long shot. Alex was in no position to be asking for anything. Tam had the video of him getting off through the mirror. Sam had him locked in chastity. If they wanted to keep toying with him, they could. And he had no one to blame but himself.

Bzzzzzzzt*

Alex looked at his phone. “Please…. Please be Sam.” Alex’s heart sank as he looked at the screen. It was Tam… again.

“Come to Sam’s loft as soon as you can.”

Alex’s mind raced. They must be doing this together. And now he had just sent Sam a message that Tam had specifically told him not to send. He had reached out to Sam when she specifically told him not to. He had broken both of their rules… Alex’s heart sank.

Knock knock

Sam opened the door in a semi opaque, mint green catsuit. Alex’s knees nearly buckled. She was incredible. This was his Miss. She was in control. She was wrapped in latex. Authoritative… and yet caring. For the slightest of moments, Alex thought everything was going to be okay.

“Strip, put your clothes into the duffle bag, and get in position.” Sam said with a stern tone.

Alex did as he was told. Clothes safely packed away in the duffle bag, he sat in front of the chair Sam had watched TV from earlier in the week. Sam clipped the bag to a hook that retracted out of reach. She then sat in front of him. Alex was naked except for the chastity and collar. He looked nervous… which made sense. “I got your message. I’d like to keep you under my control for the weekend before either of us makes any drastic decisions though.”

Sam’s legs spread as she put a foot on each of his shoulders. Alex couldn’t help but look down to her pussy. He could see it through the latex. He could see everything through it. She was… incredible.

Sam grabbed his chin and raised his head so that they were looking each other in the eyes. “Do you want to spend the weekend with me, pet?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Good. Are you ready to get started?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Drink this.” Sam handed Alex a glass of water.

“What is it, Miss?”

“It’s water. Drink it all.”

Alex drank the water and handed the glass back.

Sam put a hand on Alex’s cheek. “We’re going to push some boundaries this weekend, but they are boundaries that you want to be pushed. It won’t be anything like your week has been.”

“Thank you, Miss.”

“You’re going to fall asleep now, pet.”

Alex’s eyes went wide and then very quickly started to get very heavy.

“I know. This is a big one. Your fantasy to be drugged and to wake up restrained is one that I have always wanted to try as well. What I’ve given you is perfectly safe. You’ll wake in a few hours, and you will be completely helpless. Isn’t that what you wanted?

Alex started leaning forward woozily as his head became very heavy.

“Once you wake up, we're going to talk about Tam."

“I… Bu…” was all Alex could say as he faceplanted into Sam’s lap.

“Mmmm. Good boy.” Sam pet Alex’s hair.

Alex woke slowly. His eyes were heavy, and he couldn’t quite remember what had happened. He was on the way to Sam’s place. No, he got Sam’s place and then… She drugged him. Consciousness and panic quickly took hold. He pulled on his arms and legs but found he was quite stuck.

“Most call it a bitch suit, pet. I don’t like that name though. Let’s call it your puppy suit.”

Alex was in a tight leather suit. The arms and legs of this suit were essentially triangles of enclosed leather. His limbs were put into the sleaves of the suit completely bent at the elbow and knee, and they were forced to stay that way. Once the suit was zipped up, he was sealed inside. If placed on the floor, he could crawl around on his elbows and knees, but that was about it. Thankfully these parts of the suit were padded. He wasn’t on the floor though. He was lying on his back, securely fastened to a padded table with ropes attached to various D-rings on the suit.

“I’m scared, Miss.”

“I know. This was not how I intended this weekend to go.” Sam put a hand on Alex’s chest. It was calming.

“Will you let me out, Miss?”

“Let’s talk first.” Sam walked around the table and put a hand on Alex’s cock. There was a hole in the suit for his cock and Alex hadn’t even realized that Sam had taken off his chastity. He was already hard as Sam started to stroke him. “But if you really want out, we can lock you back in chastity and have this conversation in the living room. Is that what you want?”

Alex, now three days without an orgasm, couldn’t imagine being locked back up. “No, Miss…”

“Good. I want you to tell me exactly what happened this week. Everything from the moment you left my apartment until you arrived here today.” Sam continued to stroke Alex cock slowly.

“Well… when I left Tam stopped me downstairs. Was that something you wanted, Miss?”

“Just tell the story and I’ll tell you what I want after.” Sam continues to expertly play with Alex’s cock. Toying with him.

“She was teasing me because of what you made me wear… and then she made me eat her out. She said that she found out who I was and if I didn’t, or if I told you, she was going to post the video of me cumming behind the mirror to social media for all my friends and family to see.”

“How many times did she cum?”

“Three. She counted them off. Each one was bigger than the last. And when she was done, she made me put my number in her phone and told me that I was her bitch now. I didn’t know what that meant or if this was something you wanted… but I couldn’t let her release the video. It would ruin my life. And you had me locked in chastity… so I just felt helpless. Then the next day she was texting me all day while I was trying to work. I managed to convince her that I had to get my work done, but she insisted that I come to her apartment as soon as I was done. Part of me was hoping that you would be there. But you weren’t. She made me clean the entire place wearing nothing but my chastity and collar. It took hours. Then she made me lick her pussy again.”

“How many times did she cum this time?”

“Five. She wouldn’t let me leave. I was there until two in the morning making her cum again and again. On Thursday I was exhausted. I couldn’t focus on my meetings. I barely got any work done… and then she texted again. She was going out to a club with some friends that night and I was to come. I wasn’t to sit with them. I wasn’t supposed to even look at them, but any time Tam went to the bathroom, I was to follow and get her off as fast as I could with my tongue. She got off 3 times… and then met a guy at the bar and brought him over to my table. She said that she wanted a real cock for the night. I thought maybe that meant I could go home, but it did not. She had told him that I was her boyfriend and she kept me locked in chastity. She said that she liked to fuck other guys and make me watch. He was into it, so the three of us went back to her apartment. She made me strip down so he could see the chastity and collar. They both made fun of me and then she had him tie me to a chair in front of her bed. Then he gagged me with a sock and taped my mouth shut. They fucked for hours, and I could only sit there and watch.”

“Was your cock straining in its cage?”

“Honestly… no, Miss. Under the right circumstances it may have turned me on, but I just wanted to go home.”

“How many times did he make her cum?” Sam was still stroking Alex’s cock, but she could feel his reaction to the story. It wasn’t turning him on in the slightest. She was working to keep him hard as he told the story.

“I don’t know… maybe 3 more, Miss.”

“Then what happened?”

“Well, eventually they got tired and fell asleep together. I couldn’t believe it. After an hour, I couldn’t take anymore. I moaned and wriggled, making as much noise as I could. Tam was mad that I had woken her up, but the guy took pity on me. He said they should let me out. If not for any other reason than so they could get a peaceful sleep. She hesitantly agreed and he untied me. I put on my clothes as fast as I could and left without saying anything. I barely slept again that night. I didn’t want to break your rule today. I didn’t want to disappoint you, but I can’t do it. She was pushing me too far. It’s just not what I thought this would be.” Alex was breaking a little. Clearly the week was too much.

“I know, pet. It’s not what it was meant to be.”

“Really, Miss?”

“Really. I did not put Tam up to any of that, and I promise you that she will never be in control of you ever again.”

“What about the video, Miss?”

“It’s gone. She has nothing on you.”

A knot of tension left Alex’s body. “So, what happens next, Miss?”

“You’ve been through a tough week, pet. It was too much, too soon and more importantly, it was non-consensual. That is something that I will absolutely never tolerate, and I want you to understand that. You were right to reach out to me. You were put in a position that you shouldn’t have been and it was my fault. I’m sorry for that.”

“It wasn’t your fault, Miss.”

“Alex, being in control means owning that control. It was not on purpose, but my actions put you in this position. It will never happen again.”

“Thank you, Miss.”

“I think it’s time that I tell you a story now.” Sam took Alex’s cock into her mouth and moaned. Alex inhaled deeply. With the Tam situation seemingly resolved, his cock was fully erect once again and he felt himself on the brink of orgasm. Sam noticed his stomach start to tighten and much to Alex’s surprise, she kept going. Sam grabbed the base of Alex’s cock and swirled her tongue around his tip as she stroked him.

Alex came almost instantly.

Sam smiled, swallowed, and climbed up on top of Alex so she was straddling him. “Early in my relationship with Terry, when things were still hot and exciting, I had designed an app for us to play with. It was designed for my loft and was part of my long-term goals to explore these new fantasies terry had unlocked in me. As handy as Terry was, he wasn’t very tech savvy. That was my domain, and I was fascinated with technology and kink, so I made the loft 'smart.' I put in microphones and speakers throughout and the whole point of the app was that it was based on voice recognition. It was my own version of Alexa or Siri, but it wasn’t connected to a network. It was all self-contained, purely to control things within the loft. We connected vibrators and toys. We even found some locks that could be opened via Bluetooth and just like that, with a few programmed voice cues, we could play with all sorts of control games. Terry would lock me up in restraints and all he had to do was say “Release the locks in three hours.” Sure enough, three hours later the loft would send a signal to the locks to open. Sometimes Terry would get ideas and have me create something too. One of those ideas was zones in the loft. I put sensors in each doorway that could tell when other sensors passed through them. I was unsure what he had in mind, but excited. We were in love and exploring all of our fantasies. When the zones were all set up, he surprised me with a chastity belt that had a built in Bluetooth vibrator. After I connected it to the system, Terry would make it so that the vibrator would turn on for a few minutes when I entered certain zones. With the chastity locked on, the loft could tell if I walked through the door and which way I was going. It opened up all sorts of fun games and I found myself running around the loft trying desperately to find the zone that would give me enough pleasure for an orgasm. He would just watch as my desperation grew, each zone only ever giving me enough pleasure to increase my need to cum.” Sam looked back at Alex’s cock, which was once again rock hard. “Speaking of desperation…”

Sam spun around so that they were in a 69. Alex was forced to watch Sam’s latex covered pussy as she expertly brought him to orgasm again. It didn’t take long. Sam moaned with his cum in her mouth and swallowed. She turned back around and sat on his chest, looking him in the eye.

“Where was I… Oh yes. So, we played with bondage, heavy restraints, technology used to control locks, chastity, and vibrators... It was incredible. When you have the means and the knowhow, you can really explore kink in completely new ways. The problem is, when you push your boundaries, you can also get to a place where “normal” kink just doesn’t do it anymore. That was the case for Terry. He had experienced control in ways that he had never imagined were possible and it just made him want more. I was always up for exploring our fantasies, but there were limits for me. I didn’t want to be controlled 24/7. I wanted to spend time with my girlfriends. I wanted to go on trips. I wanted to go on dates outside of the loft without anything kinky once in a while. Terry had lost sight of that.”

Sam took a deep breath, considering the story to come.

“The whole system in the loft was based on a terminal that I have in a back room behind the kitchen. I could control everything from there. I could change what the app controlled. I could change what the voice commands were. It was the heart of the whole system. Terry’s voice was the only one that the voice recognition worked with, though. It was the only way to give him control of the system that I had created. I could make adjustments on the terminal, and add or remove things from the system, but Terry was the one who controlled the individual locks and vibrators and how they interacted with the zones. He could use voice commands or the app I created for him.

Two years into our relationship, we had explored everything we could imagine. Everything our fantasies of playing with pleasure could come up with. Then, Terry came home with a shock collar. I was never into pain, but we had explored spanking, and some light pain play just to experience the control factor in the past. This was different… but as he pointed out, sometimes we don’t know if we like new things until we try them. So, I connected it to the system and locked it on. Terry then gave the voice command that if I was anywhere but the bedroom, the collar would begin shocking at the lowest setting and every second it would go up a level. I squealed as I felt a tiny shock in my neck, grinned and ran for the bedroom. I thought it was fun at first. The shock at its lowest setting didn't really hurt, so it was more about the mind game of knowing it would go up if I didn't obey. It was a new and interesting way of playing with control. He then instructed me to put on my chastity belt. I did and he locked it with a Bluetooth controlled lock. He then locked me to the wall in a similar way to how I interrogated you. Hands above my head. Legs spread. Then he turned on the vibrator in my chastity device and left me there to cum on the wall over and over again.

Alex was rock hard once again. Sam reached back and grabbed his cock. She started stroking his cock behind her back as she continued with the story, this time keeping Alex on edge.

“That’s when things changed. Hours later, Terry came back in and told me that he was tired of pretending that he was in control. He wanted real control. I didn’t understand. He had me chained to the wall. Chastity belt locked on. Shocking collar around my neck. It felt like he was extremely in control to me. He corrected me. I still had control over the system. I still had a life outside of being his slave. I told him that I didn’t want to be his slave. I wanted a relationship with a control dynamic in the bedroom. I didn’t want to give up the rest of my life. Terry had gotten to the point where he wanted something else, though. He wanted permanent control. He unlocked me from the wall and said I had access to main living area again. I walked out, vibrator still purring away inside of me, concerned with his change in demeanour. He told me that I was his now. Officially. He had given his instructions to the system from the living room and if I disobeyed, I would be shocked. He told me that I could no longer leave the loft. I was… upset. None of this was the Terry I had been dating. He had been growing more distant lately, but this wasn’t right. I ran for the front door and as soon as I got close to it, the collar shocked me much stronger than it had before. I asked him what he was doing, and he sat me down and told the loft to turn up my vibrator. It was strange. To be forced to cum while everything was seemingly falling apart. As he watched me getting off, he told me that he was fulfilling our fantasies. He said that he knew this is what I wanted deep down. I ran for the terminal room only to find that he had put a new deadbolt on the door.”

“That is terrifying, Miss.” Alex’s cock had actually softened a little. He was genuinely concerned for her.

“Yes, it was. And he kept me for a year. He removed everything from the loft that I could use to escape. And most of the time he kept that vibrator purring on its lowest setting inside the chastity belt, constantly turning me on. We had already established a voice command so that when he told me to cum, the vibrator would turn up to it's highest setting and over time he trained me to respond to that command whether I was wearing the chastity or not. When he told me to cum, I would cum. He made me suck his cock every day, and every time he made me cum while doing it. It made me need it. Crave it. There was a part of me that love it, which was the conflict. I was turned on by the situation. I was turned on by the control… but I grew to hate him for taking away every other part of my life. My mind and body were constantly reacting in different ways.”

Alex’s cock was softening again.

“Don’t feel bad for me, pet. That’s not why I’m telling you this story.” Sam jumped off Alex’s chest and walked back to the base of the table. She took Alex’s cock in her mouth again and brought him back to fully erect within a few seconds. “There we go.”

Sam continued stroking Alex’s cock, looking him in the eye, as she continued her story. “When he left the loft, I was always restrained at first. He had a cage that he would keep me in. Or I would be restrained to the wall. Or the bed. Eventually he started dating other people. He wouldn’t bring them back to the loft because he didn’t want to risk anyone finding out about me, but he would tell me about his dates. He would record himself having sex with other women sometimes and play it on repeat for me when he was gone. Eventually he made a mistake, though. It took a year… but I was ready. He left for a date and left me hogtied on the floor with cuffs. It was a Bluetooth lock that held all of my limbs together. He liked to keep me this way but knew there was only so long I could take in this position before it became agonizing. Usually anything over half an hour was too much. He set the lock to release in three hours… He said he was either going to be fucking some other woman and I would be released, or he wanted to give me enough time locked this way that if his date didn’t work out, he could get home in time to find me at my worst. Then he set the zone so that I would be shocked at full power if I left the bedroom, essentially trapping me in my room once the lock eventually let me go. I guess he got lucky that night because I was still alone in the apartment three hours later when the lock released. I was aching. I stretched my limbs and found myself in a position I hadn’t been in for the past year. I was alone and free to move about. At least… within the bedroom. I clawed at the chastity device wishing the vibrator would either turn up or off. There wasn’t time to mess around though. He could come back at any minute. I walked up to the door that led into the room behind the mirror and nervously took a step through. Nothing. I didn’t get shocked. He only limited my movement through the main door into the living room. What Terry hadn’t thought of, was that there were no sensors in the mirror. Why would there be? It wasn’t a door… This fantasy had become a nightmare. It still turned me on, I can’t deny it… but I couldn’t imagine spending the rest of my life this way. I smashed the mirror, stepped through, and miraculously I was out in my loft without permission, shock free. It was funny, I felt bad. I felt like I shouldn’t be doing it… He had trained me in every sense of the word to follow his orders. I was done with being controlled, though. I needed to push past the training. To reclaim my life. I just needed out. The front door was always impassible, though. If I got within three feet of it, the collar would start to shock me, and the system would know I wasn’t in the bedroom. The shocks Terry had set up for the doors weren’t light fun shocks anymore. They were debilitating. The server room, however, didn’t have any sensors on the door. Why would there be? I just never anticipated being outsmarted by a normal deadbolt. I didn’t think Terry would go that far either. With a year to plan, I was prepared, though. I had a few tools in a tool case under the sink. Nothing that would normally allow for an escape, but my fascination with technology and control had taken me down many rabbit holes into what made a good lock. What made a lock unpickable. Turns out, it’s pretty tough. With a small screwdriver and a flattened paper clip I tried to remember all of the tips and tricks I had once learned. It took me fifteen minutes. I was sweating bullets by the end, terrified that Terry might come through the front door at any second. When I finally got the lock open, I had access to the terminal once again. I turned everything off. Unlocked the collar and chastity. Removed it, got dressed, and called the cops. Terry didn’t come back. The app would have notified him of the changes and if he had come home, the parking lot would have been filled with cop cars. He basically disappeared.”

“That is unbelievable, Miss. I’m so sorry you went through that.”

“I think about that time and realize how much it taught me about myself and my desires. I will never do it again… but experiencing those years with Terry opened my mind to this dynamic. To what I wish it could have been. To all the ways it can go right and how it can go wrong. I learned that just because I have no interest in being in that position again, doesn’t mean I have lost my interest in sexual control. I just crave the other side of it now. I took some time to myself and then started tinkering again. Playing with the system and the app. And I found a passion for male chastity. That’s when I started CFE. Turns out there is a lot of interest in a good chastity device. The company grew exponentially with the first model. I started to build a following on FetLife as a marketing tool… but also to find someone to play with. Someone to explore this dynamic with me again… but from the other side. I met a few people over this past year, but they were not right. They wanted different things, and I respect that. Then I met you. Every one of your fantasies fits with mine. You willingly gave up control multiple times. You seemed to want this as badly as I did.

“Yes, Miss.”

Sam licked Alex’s cock from bottom to top. She then took him in her mouth and stroked him with her hand as she sucked in rhythm. He came in her mouth again.

Sam licked her lips and walked around the table. “Consent is everything to me, Alex. I want real control… but I will only take it when it’s given willingly. I want you to be my pet. I want you to give up the sort of control that was taken unwillingly from me. I want to do what I please with your body. I want to make you my sexual plaything. Not Tam. No one else will control you. Just me. I will never blackmail you; I will only embrace your desire to be controlled. I will use your own fantasies to control you. I will keep you in chastity, not because you will have less orgasms, but because I want to control every single one of them. I want you to think of your cock as mine. It’s not yours anymore. It’s mine to play with as I see fit. You know now that I am capable of pushing you beyond your wildest dreams. You know that I have the means to properly control you.” Sam took a step back. “And that’s why it’s important to me that you make this decision with a clear head. I don’t want your need to cum making this decision. I want you to fully think this through.”

Alex was captivated. “Think what through, Miss?”

“The line between your fantasies of being forced and being unwilling is too thin. I never wanted to put anyone in the position I was in… and yet you found yourself there this week with Tam. So, if you are willing to stay under my control for the weekend, we’re going to have some fun. You’re going to see the type of control I want. You’re going to see what I’m capable of. You’re going to see what your fantasies actually do to you in reality. And then, on Sunday night, I’m going to make you an offer and you can decide if you want to take it or not. No pressure either way.”

“Yes, Miss.”

“All I need from you right now is the weekend. Are you willing to stay my pet until Sunday night?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Good. I have a treat for you.” Sam began untying the ropes that held Alex firmly to the table. He remained in his puppy suit. “You’re going to stay in this suit for me. My little pet. I’ll let you out to sleep and to stretch your limbs, but most of the weekend you will be my puppy.” Sam pushed a cushion up to the side of the table. “Now roll over.”

Alex rolled off the table and into the cushion. It was awkward at first, but he managed to get onto his elbows and knees. His cock was still freely hanging in the back.

“Follow me, pet.”

Alex did. He trailed behind Sam like a good little puppy. It turns out they were in the “mystery room” Alex had been wondering about. It led into Sam’s bedroom.

“Pet, I’d like you to meet the new and improved Tam.” Sam was grinning from ear to ear.

Alex couldn’t believe his eyes. It looked like Tam had melted through the floor. Her arms and legs disappeared just above where her elbows and knees would have been, leaving her slightly closer to the floor than Alex. She was essentially on all fours, but the floorboards were stocks and her limbs disappeared below them. She was also completely naked, aside from a chastity device and a giant butt plug with a rope attached to the back that was vibrating away in her ass. She was moaning and thrusting her hips in the air.

“Oh fuck.” Tam looked over her shoulder and saw Sam and Alex walk in. “You gotta help me. She’s crazy!”

“None of that now.” Sam grabbed an inflatable gag and forced it into Tam’s mouth, pumping it up until she could only moan. “Tam took advantage of you. Tam did not get your consent. She forced you to give her eleven orgasms and then made you watch her get three more while you were helpless. Tam will not be released from this position until you have reclaimed your orgasms. But she doesn’t deserve to have her pussy filled. You will use her ass as you see fit. Be the horny little puppy that I know you are.”

Tam was moaning and shaking her head.

“How do I… do this, Miss?” Alex was looking down at his own restrained body.

“Be a puppy for me and figure it out.”

Alex walked over to Tam on his elbows and knees. He looked her in the eye. Thoroughly restrained himself, and yet… now in control of Tam, Alex had a smug look on his face. “You shouldn’t have done that to me.”

Tam kept shaking her head, eyes pleading to be let free.

Alex looked down and saw that the stocks built into the floor were perfectly sized for Tam’s arms and legs. Each opening just above her knees and elbows, securely holding her in place. He wasn’t sure what she was standing on below… and he didn’t really care. He crawled around behind her and looked back at Sam, who was just smiling. Alex grabbed the rope on the back of the butt plug with his mouth and tugged like a puppy would. Eventually it popped out and buzzed on the floor. Sam picked it up and turned it off.

“Let me help you, pet.” Sam grabbed some lube covered his cock with a quick stroke, then put a finger into Tam’s asshole, lubing it up as well. It was still gaping from the oversized plug that Alex had just pulled out.

It took a little practise, but Alex managed to mount Tam like a dog. Sam grabbed his cock and guided it into Tam’s ass. Tam groaned. Alex moaned as he started thrusting. Sam smiled as she watched her two pets humping. She unzipped the crotch zipper on her catsuit and circled her clit with her middle finger.

Alex’s trench coat lay on the seat beside him as he knelt between Sam’s legs in the back of the limo. He wore a latex skirt, a latex bra, stockings and Maryjane heels. Sam moaned as she came for the sixth time, Alex’s tongue working its magic between her legs.

The partition between the driver and the back seats lowered revealing Tam, as the limo pulled up in front of a large country home. “We’re here.” Tam said.

“Mmmm good. Brings the bags in and leave us for a minute.” Sam instructed.

Tam got out of the limo, popped the trunk and brought the bags inside.

“Are you ready for your new life, pet?” Sam, put a hand on Alex’s head pulling him back from her pussy.

“Yes, Miss.”

18 DAYS EARLIER

Sam had kept Alex restrained in some way the entire weekend. She rotated him from his puppy suit into single sleeve bondage, a hogtie at one point, and being secured spread eagle on the floor in front of Tam, who was made to suck him off over and over again.

Tam had been rotated out of her floor stocks a few times to give her a break and allow for sleep. The chastity belt locked on her would deliver shocks if she didn’t get to the designated area of the apartment Sam assigned her.

Both of them were, however, ending the weekend as it had begun. Alex was in his puppy suit, and Tam was locked into the floor stocks wearing nothing but her chastity again. Sam was nude, and Alex had his head buried in her pussy as Tam was made to watch. Sam had made Alex cum in Tam’s ass 11 times over the weekend, and as Sam came for the third time in front of her, Tam’s sentence was complete. She had paid back the orgasms she had unwillingly forced from Alex.

“Mmmmm, good boy. You’re getting better.” Sam pulled Alex’s face from her pussy. “Now, you both have some decisions to make.” Sam stood up and walked over to Tam. “Real control isn’t taking it from the unwilling. It’s making a person need you so badly that they give it up freely.”

As angry as Tam had been to find herself locked into the floor and fucked in the ass repeatedly… she had to admit the punishment did fit the crime. She regretted what she had done to Alex. The chastity belt also locked a vibrator inside her pussy that had been bringing her to the brink of orgasm over and over again, only to shut itself off before she could find any real pleasure. By the end of the weekend, she was so horny, that she craved Alex fucking her ass just to get some pleasure…. Though she never did actually cum.

“I’m going to let you go now, Tam.” Sam said.

“But Miss…” Alex protested.

“But what?” Sam turned. “Should I keep her forever? I introduced this world to Tam, and now I’ve introduced the consequences. The video of you has been deleted from her phone, and I now have a video of her getting fucked by you in the ass, begging for more. Tam will not hurt you again.” Sam turned to Tam. “Will you?”

“No. I promise.”

“There you have it.” Sam tapped a button on her phone and the chastity belt unlocked. Carefully, Sam removed the crotch strap and slid the vibrator out of Tam, then pulled the belt apart removing it completely. With another tap on her phone, the stocks in the floor came free and Tam was able to stand up.

“So, I can just go?” Tam asked.

“Yes. Your clothes are in the bag behind you.”

Tam got dressed and looked back at Alex on his elbows and knees at Sam’s feet.

“Do I HAVE to go?” Tam asked meekly.

“Right now, you do.” Sam replied with kindness in her voice.

“Am I fired?”

“No. When my pet goes home today, you’ll come back up with coffee and we’ll talk about your future.”

“Okay.” Tam, unsure how exactly her life was about to change, stumbled out of the room and left the loft.

“How are you feeling, pet?”

“Good, Miss. Kind of tired.”

“I bet. Let’s get you out of your puppy suit.”

Sam released the straps and zipper holding Alex in his suit. He stretched his limbs as he freely stood up.

“Go to the living room, put on your clothes, and wait for me.” Sam ordered.

Alex did as he was told. As he walked out into the living room, the bag holding his clothes lowered to the floor. He dressed in his normal clothes and sat on the couch.

Sam came in wearing jeans and a cozy sweatshirt. It was the opposite of her skin-tight latex cat suites, but she still looked incredible. “Do you want a drink? No drugs this time, I promise.”

“Just some water, Miss.”

Sam poured two glasses of water and gave one to Alex. “Did you enjoy yourself this weekend?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Do you still harbour any resentment towards Tam?”

“Kind of, Miss.”

“I’m sorry. I can’t take back what happened, but I hope that this weekend helped.”

“It did, Miss.”

“Do you still want to be my pet?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Would you be willing to commit a year of your life to being my pet?”

Alex paused for a second. “What do you mean, Miss?”

“I mean I want control. I need it. I want to control you, and you clearly want me to. I want you to be my pet, full time, for a year. Absolute control. You will be in chastity or restraints 100% of the time. No one else will ever be in control of you during that time unless you consent to it, but my control will be absolute. You don’t get to change your mind. You don’t get to back out if I want you to do something you are uncomfortable with. This is real, and I promise you that it will be pleasurable for both of us, but you will give up the rest of your life for a year.”

“Wow.”

“I know. And let me tell you something. The thing that I hated the most about Terry keeping me was the normal, everyday things that I couldn’t do. Getting coffee. Shopping. Going to restaurants. It is not my goal to take those things from you, but you will do them in service to me.”

“I don’t know what to say, Miss.”

“You can walk away if you want.” Sam pulled out Alex’s chastity device. You’re not locked up. You’re not being forced. This is your choice to make. It’s my hope that you have cum enough this weekend that any decision you make will be with clarity.”

“What happens after the year is up, Miss?”

“Then we re-evaluate. If we both want to keep going, we keep going. If either of us wants it to end, it ends.”

“What about my job, Miss?”

“You have to quit, and you have to give up your apartment and come live with me. But if you want to go back to your life after the year is through, I will pay you what you would have made during the year and help you get a better paying job.”

“This is a lot to think about, Miss.”

“I know. It’s a big choice. You have until Friday to make it. If you aren’t interested, this ends completely, and I will continue my search to find someone who is interested. If you are, we go deeper down the rabbit hole.”

“What are you going to do with Tam, Miss?”

“Tam will have a choice as well. She was introduced to control in the wrong way, and I feel an obligation to correct that. If she wants to continue to learn, I will help her. If she finds herself interested in being controlled after this weekend, I can arrange for that as well. She will never control you again, unless you consent to it, though.”

“What would I tell my family, Miss?”

“That you’re travelling. You’re finding yourself. I promise you; both will be the truth. Now go home and think this through. On Friday come back here with your decision.”

With that, Sam got up and motioned towards the door. Alex followed and stepped through when Sam held it open. He turned back and looked at this innocent looking woman staring back at him. Sam smiled. “I really like you, Alex. I hope you decide to play with me.” Sam kissed him on the lips, leaving him momentarily stunned. Just as he found it within himself to kiss her back, Sam pulled back. “I would take very good care of you, but I need you to know that there will be times when you question what you’ve gotten yourself into. Based on my little interrogation, I feel confident that deep down you will love it, but know that I will be pushing you to your limits at times. Don’t confuse this moment, or that kiss for anything other than me controlling you with how God damn cute I am.” Sam bit her lip and smiled again. “Choose… Wisely.”

Alex’s mind was racing as the door closed. Every time he was with Sam, she pushed him further. What could she possibly do with him given a year to play?

As Alex walked past Tam in the coffee shop, neither one made eye contact at first. It was closed and Tam was just sitting on the counter, thinking about everything she had just been through.

“I’m sorry.” Tam said, just as Alex was about to get to the door. He turned back and looked at her.

“Are you?”

“Yes. I really am. Having that control just really… made me feel something I’d never felt before. Having it taken did the same.”

“Which did you like more?” Alex was genuinely curious.

“I don’t know. Fuck, Sam really gets in your head, hey?”

“Yeah.” Alex looked Tam over. A few days ago, he would have never imagined he would open up to her. The weekend had balanced the scales though, and truthfully… there was no one else he could talk to about what was going on. “She asked me to give her a year of complete control.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah. Like… once I agree, I’m in chastity, or restraints all the time for a year.”

“What did you say?”

“She gave me until Friday to think about it.”

“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know. What would you do?”

Tam considered for a moment. “Honestly… I don’t know. You have both stirred something up in me that I didn’t know existed.”

“Same. I mean… I kinda knew it was there before, but not like this.”

“You can’t give up a year of your life though, right?”

“What if the choice is to give up a year of your life or never see her again?”

“Fuck…”

“I know. If I give it up, I’ll be chasing this feeling for the rest of my life.”

“Wow.” Tam hopped off the counter, grabbed two coffees, and started walking towards the back. “Well I guess I’ll see you Friday.”

“What are you doing?”

“She told me to come back up when you left.”

Alex took a step back away from the door. “What do you think she’s going to do to you?”

“I don’t know… but I need more.” Tam looked desperate as she walked away and up the stairs.

Alex pulled open the door and left the coffee shop with a strange notion tugging at the back of his mind. It felt strange leaving this place in his own clothes.

Alex got out of the limo. The air was fresh. Behind him was a single dirt road that led through the woods. In front of him was a large country home. It was impeccable. The grounds meticulously maintained. Two dirt paths led around the house. One to the right and one to the left. The birds chirped from a nearby tree. A breeze shifted the woods that encircled the house. The natural quiet emphasized just how isolated this place was.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Sam stepped out of the car, still nude.

“Yes, Miss.”

“Just wait until you see the rest of it.” Sam started walking towards the house. Alex followed. “No, no. You need to follow the path to the barn.” Sam pointed down the path that led around the left of the house.

“The barn, Miss?”

“You’re not allowed in the house yet, pet. You must earn that. You’ll go to the barn. I have some challenges prepared for you along the way, and a friend of mine is waiting at the barn to make sure you’re properly prepared as the pet I want you to be.”

“I thought no one else would ever control me, Miss?”

"I never promised that no one would see you as my pet. I just promised that no one would control you unless you consented. Tanya won’t be controlling you. She will be preparing you for me as I’ve instructed her to do. Everything she asks of you, is coming from me. Everything she does to you, is at my command. It’s going to challenge you. It’s going to push you to your limits, but I know that’s what you want. I know that the things you are about to go through have been a fantasy of yours. Or at the very least, the idea of them turned you on when I interrogated you in my loft” Sam smiled. Do you understand, pet?

“Yes, Miss.” Despite the ambiguous and honestly frightening statement, Alex's cock strained in his chastity belt.

“Now strip.”

13 DAYS EARLIER

The week has been agonizingly long. Alex was so distracted by Sam’s offer that he’d taken the week off work. On Monday, he cleaned his apartment and imagined what it would be like to give this space up. To give up everything he had built in his life.

On Tuesday Alex already knew what he was going to do. He felt alive with Sam. She pushed him in ways that made the rest of his life feel agonizingly mundane. The choice wasn’t a choice. Live your fantasy or continue fantasizing. He started to post his possessions for sale online.

On Wednesday, Alex started telling his family and friends that he was thinking about taking a trip. A hiatus from his work and life. He’d been saving up and he wanted to experience the world. He wasn’t sure when he would be back, but his plan was to travel for a year, picking up web design jobs as he needed money so that his adventure could continue. Naturally there was concern, but for the most part, everyone was happy for him. Envious even. To take a leap into the unknown is something that almost everyone could appreciate. They would do the same with their own lives if they could.

On Thursday, Alex told his landlord that he was moving. He also sold most of the big-ticket items he had listed online. His couch, TV, gaming setup, and his kitchen table and chairs. He had put the wheels in motion for something that was getting harder and harder to undo. As Alex lay down Thursday night, he felt nervous and excited. He thought about everything Sam had already done to him. She had locked him chastity, secured him to the wall and interrogated him by holding his cock and suggesting countless fantasies to see if they turned him on or not, locked him in high heels and put him in a situation where his need to cum forced him to humiliate himself, and locked him in a puppy suit only to make him fuck Tam’s ass to balance the dynamic. Thoughts of all those incredible kinky moments drove him wild with desire.

As Alex was stroking his cock in bed, it occurred to him that it felt strange thinking of Sam while his cock was free. For almost the entirety of the time he had been falling for her, his cock had been locked away. As he felt the pressure building and his orgasm becoming imminent, his mind didn’t go back to any of those incredibly kinky moments, however. He found himself thinking back on the time that he was sitting between Sam’s legs, making her cum repeatedly as she watched TV. It was simple. It was beautiful to feel her body react. She was still in complete control, and he was where she wanted him, giving her pleasure. Alex came thinking of this moment.

On Friday, Alex walked into the coffee shop. Tam was behind the counter. She smiled and started making him a coffee.

“Hey. Big day.” Tam looked at Alex with oddly pleading eyes.

“Yup.” Alex walked towards the back stairs.

“Will you sit with me for a second?” Tam asked.

Alex stopped. “I think I should head up.”

“Just… I’m sorry again.” Tam put the coffee on the counter. “I hope you can forgive me.”

“I do. I’m over it.” Alex took the coffee.

“You’re going to say yes, aren’t you?”

Alex took a sip. “Yeah.”

“I want to do it with you.” Tam was looking at the floor.

“What?”

“I want to give a year to exploring this, too” Tam looked up. “I need it.”

Alex looked around. There was only one other person in the coffee shop, and they were out of earshot. He still stepped closer to the counter. “That’s not really up to me.”

“It is though.” Tam whispered. “By Tuesday I was begging her to make me feel the way she made me feel on the weekend again. She locked me back in chastity laid out what the year would mean and then told me it would be up to you.”

“You’re locked up right now?” Alex looked down.

“Yes, and it’s driving me crazy. She said she’ll let me out any time I want, but that means it’s over. I can continue to work here, but that’s it. No more control. Or I can stay locked up until you come back.”

“So, how is it up to me?”

“Sam said that if you turn down the offer, she will take me on for the year. If you agree to her terms, then she will only take me with you if you agree to it because of what I put you through last week.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah, then she made me leave and said if I come back before you do, she’ll unlock it and it’s over.”

“It’s only been a few days.” Alex said.

“Dude, I normally get off three times a day. It’s driving me wild.”

Alex grinned.

“Don’t do that.” Tam couldn’t help but smile back. “it's not funny.”

“I mean, it’s kinda only fair.” Alex took another sip of his coffee.

“Fine. But there’s something going on with me and I need to explore it. Please take me with you.”

“If you can’t handle a few days locked in that thing, why do you want a year?”

“You think she’ll keep me in it for a year?” Tam was suddenly concerned.

“I don’t know. That’s the point. She can do whatever she wants. She’s in control. She puts me in situations that drive me absolutely wild with desire. She knows how to push my buttons and I’m guessing she knows how to push yours too. You’ve had a taste of control and you want more… but I don’t know if you’ve really thought this through.”

“Have you?” Tam asked, bluntly.

“Honestly… probably not. But I’ve been fantasizing about this for long enough to know that if I don’t give it a try, I’ll regret it. My life has been predictable in every sense of the word until I met Sam. I’m tired of predictable. Every second I’m with her I feel something new and exciting. I don’t know if that feeling could possibly last a year, and of course it’s risky. I'm putting my life in her hands, but not taking the leap means more of the same… and I don’t want that anymore either.”

“Yeah, well, I work in a coffee shop. My apartment sucks, I keep telling myself I’ll go back to school but never do. I’m in more of a rut than you are. When she locked me up in her apartment last weekend, I was pissed at first… but I deserved it. I was terrible to you. You were miserable. Then I saw how you were with Sam. I saw what it should be. And then I felt how I was with her.” Tam looked at the other person in the coffee shop was minding their own business and leaned in over the counter further. “I don't want normal anymore. I was this. Please let me come explore with you.”

Alex took another sip of his coffee, put it back on the counter and walked towards the back of the coffee shop without a word.

As Alex walked up to Sam’s door, it opened. She stood there in jeans a cozy sweater with a grin on her face. “Welcome back.” Sam stepped aside so Alex could enter.

“Thank you, Miss.” Alex stepped into the loft.

“Grab a seat. We have lots to talk about.” Sam walked to the kitchen. “Drink?”

“Uh, could I have a beer, Miss? Steady the ol’ nerves.”

“No. Not yet. You need a clear head.”

“Just a water would be fine, then.” Alex sat on the couch. There was a wrapped gift on the coffee table. He didn’t ask what it was.

Sam came back with a glass of wine and a water. She handed the water to Alex. “This conversation is being recorded. Everything you do is recorded on cameras in the loft. Everything you say is being recorded on microphones throughout the loft. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Alex, what I am proposing to you is not normal. It is out of reach for most people and unthinkable for many. You and I are the outliers. The things we crave and want from our partners walk the line of reasonable human interaction. They push the boundaries of what society feels is allowed. What I am proposing to you is that you will give up consent to me for a year. You’ll be mine to do with as I please. I will push you, make you experience things you can’t possibly imagine, and there may even be times that you want it to stop… but you being unable to stop it is what we both crave. That’s why it’s important that you go into this year willingly. I have given you multiple opportunities to back out of this control based relationship, have I not?”

“You have, Miss.”

“Explain the situation to me. Explain what has happened so far, and the proposition that I have for you.”

“I bought a chastity device with nothing but a fantasy in mind and you made that a reality. You gave me multiple opportunities to back out. You unlocked the device and told me I could leave. You told me your history of being controlled and asked me if I wanted you to continue, and I did. You then told me that you wanted to keep me for a year and that you would give me a week to think about it. I knew almost immediately that I was going to agree. I know that once I do, you will be in control. Real control. That I can’t back out. That’s exciting to me. Someone taking absolute control is a difficult fantasy to do safely, Miss, but you have given me every opportunity to back out and I want to explore this with you for a year. I give up my consent.”

Sam looked Alex over and smiled. She was impressed. “Well put, pet. I have a new chastity device for you. It’s a prototype I’ve been working on. If this is truly what you want, the act of locking this chastity device, on camera, will signify that you understand that this year is about my pleasure. I think you will find your time with me rewarding as it will be filled you’re your fantasies and mine. You will experience emotions that you have never experienced before. It will also challenge you in ways that you could not possibly expect. Do not lock this chastity on unless you are certain. From the moment it’s on, you are mine. There will be no more offers to back out. There will be no changing your mind.” Sam looked towards the gift on the table. "Open it."

Alex opened the box. It wasn’t what he expected. It was a proper belt style chastity belt. Sleek metal wrapped in carbon fibre. It was much slimmer than most of the male belt style chastity belts he’d seen before. The cup on the front had a tube and a space for his balls, but once locked on would completely remove any ability to touch himself. It would hold his cock and balls firmly down against his body, leaving a minimal bulge. It would be undetectable under normal clothes.

“What do you think, pet?” Sam licked her lips.

“It’s incredible, Miss. Are you going to be releasing this to the public?”

“We’ll see. You’ll be beta testing all sorts of new toys for me if you decide to lock it on. Some will just be for us. Some might make it to the rest of the world. Now take your clothes off for me.”

Alex stood up and stripped his clothes off. He was fully erect.

“Now, now. You’ll never get it on like that. Come here, pet.” Sam motioned with her finger. Alex walked over and stood in front of her. Sam grabbed the base of his cock with one hand and cupped his balls with the other. “Look at your beautiful little cock. I think it needs to cum again before you make this decision.”

Sam took Alex’s cock into her mouth looked up into his eyes. She sucked on the tip for a second and then pulled back. "Do you want to cum, pet?"

"Yes, Miss."

"When you do, you won't say another word. You will simply do one of two things. First, you could put your clothes back on and leave. This will have been a fun couple of weeks, and an enjoyable way to end it but you will never see me again." Sam was slowly stroking Alex's cock as she spoke to him. "Or, you can lock the chastity belt on and be mine for the next 365 days. No excuses, no claiming that you were coerced in any way. It will be your decision to be mine, but once it’s locked on, you will be mine. Do you understand, pet?"

"Yes, Miss."

Sam took Alex's cock into her mouth again and expertly got him off in five seconds. She licked her lips again and swallowed, moaning slightly to herself. She then sat back on the couch crossed her arms and waited.

Without hesitation, Alex wrapped the belt around his waist and fit the two pieces together. He then pulled the final piece between his legs, fit his now softening cock and balls into their respective spaces in the cup and brought it up to the belt. Before he knew it, the pieces snapped together with magnets, the seams almost disappearing from the precision it was crafted with.

Alex’s cock was already starting to helplessly grow in its new prison.

“Do you feel helpless, pet?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Good. There is something that I am going to leave up to you. I was going to make it a bit of a surprise, but it looks like Tam felt the need to plead her case downstairs."

“You heard that, Miss?”

“My chastity devices all have microphones built into them. It’s part of what makes them smart. For example, I could say a command like ‘vibrate pet’s cock’ and your belt will hear that command.”

On cue, the tube surrounding Alex’s cock began to vibrate. His hands naturally went to feel it, but for the first time were faced with a cup that completely encased his manhood. “Wow… thank you, Miss.”

“Or I could say ‘shock pet’s balls every ten seconds’ and it would.”

“Miss?”

Sam watched Alex as his anticipation grew and he clawed at the chastity device to no avail.

“Fuck!” Despite knowing full well that it was coming, the shock was more than Alex expected. “Please turn it off, Miss.”

“Good pets don’t swear.” Sam just watched Alex as he counted to ten in his mind, more and more concern on his face. As his balls were shocked once again, he stifled his scream.

“Good boy. Stop shocking pet’s balls every ten seconds. Stop vibrating pet’s cock. Shock pets balls if he swears.”

The level of control this belt gave Sam over Alex started to sink in.

“I can also control everything from my phone… so you may not know exactly what’s triggering certain actions and I can give voice commands to your belt as long as my phone can hear me. That’s the fun part.”

“Yes, Miss.”

Sam smiled. “Now tell me what you think I should do with Tam.”

“I don’t know, Miss. What do you want to do?”

“I like her. I think she’s got potential. She did, however, put you through a very uncomfortable week without my permission or yours. I think she learned her lesson, I think she is starting to understand why consent, at least up front, is so important, and I think that having had a taste of control, she needs to experience more on both sides of the coin. I promised you that no one would be in control of you except me, unless you consented, and I mean that. If I take Tam with you on this journey, she will also be my pet. I will have you play together as I did last weekend, and I will play with you separately. She will be mine, just as you are. In time I may allow her to experience what it's like to properly control someone as well, but that won’t be you. None of my desires undo the fact that my actions created a situation where she made you miserable with the wrong kind of control for a week, though. So, the choice is yours. Option 1: I will unlock her, pay for her to go back to school, and keep an eye on her to make sure she isn’t trying to control anyone in the wrong way again. It’s a good option. She will have the potential for a fresh start. You can make that happen for her. Option 2: she stays locked up and becomes another one of my pets. This is what she wants. This is what she was begging me for when she locked herself in that chastity belt earlier in the week. It will be an experience unlike anything she could get anywhere else in the world… but she would be a part of your world too. So, her fate is in your hands. Consider it my last offer of apology for her being able to blackmail you the way she did.”

“I see.” Alex paused to think... only to have his testicles shocked. “Fuck!” They were shocked again, but this time he managed to stifle his scream.

“Oh, pet. You forgot to say ‘Miss’ when speaking with me.”

“It can tell that, Miss?”

“It’s a smart chastity belt. I can program all sorts of fun little surprised for you. Now, option 1 or option 2 for Tam?”

“Do you think she would option one if she knew about you paying for her school, Miss?”

“I offered to pay for her school. She still locked herself in chastity. Do YOU want her to come on this journey with us?”

“If it would make you happy, Miss. Yes, she should come.”

Sam pulled out her phone and tapped a button. She then got up and opened the loft door. Tam rushed in.

“Turn it off!” Tam pleaded.

Sam hit another button on her phone and Tam relaxed.

“What was that, Miss?” Alex asked.

“I set the dildo locked inside her to give her a shock every three second.” Sam grinned and turned to Tam. “I figured it would get you up here in a hurry.”

Tam looked at Alex. He was naked aside from his new chastity belt. “I see you’ve made your choice.”

Alex was about to respond, but looked to Sam, unsure of what would happen if he responded to Tam. Would he have to say, Miss? Would he be punished for calling someone else, Miss? How much did this belt know?

“Good boy.” Sam turned to Tam. “Don’t address my pet. Address me.”

“Did he decide if I can come?” Tam asked with pleading eyes.

Sam tapped another button on her phone and Tam's chastity belt unlocked.

"Seriously?” Tam looked to Alex. “Come on, man!”

Sam turned Tam's chin with a finger, so she was looking back into Sam's eyes. "Alex agreed to let you come if it would make me happy."

"Would it make you happy?"

"Yes. But you need to make the choice to lock this chastity belt on again. And I'll tell you this right now, it won't be coming off any time soon."

Tam only hesitated a moment. She lifted her skirt and brought the ends of belt back together and they snapped in place.

“Good girl. You both have 13 days to prepare your lives and make sure no one will be looking for you over the next year. I will help you in any way I can, but I have preparations of my own to make.” Sam got up and walked towards the bedroom. She returned with two small suitcases. When I pick you up in 13 days, you are to be wearing what I’ve put in each of your suitcases. You may also bring along any personal possessions that fit in this suitcase. They will be kept by me and returned to you in a year’s time. Now go, my pets. Wrap up your lives as you know them and the next time I see you, we will properly begin this journey together.” Without another word, Sam went to her bedroom.

“I guess we leave.” Tam said.

“I guess so.” Alex wasn’t shocked for his lack of saying ‘Miss’ and it really made him wonder just how ‘smart’ this chastity belt was. He started putting his clothes on and the two left the apartment. The door locked behind them.

“So wait, am I stuck in this thing for 13 days?” Tam lifted her skirt, showing Alex her chastity belt.”

“Yeah. Probably way longer.”

“Fuck.” The dildo inside Tam shocked her. “Fuck!” It shocked her again.

Alex put a hand over her mouth stifling her next scream. “Don’t swear. It can tell.”

“It can tell if I swear?!”

“Yes. Also, she can hear everything we say when we’re wearing these.”

Tam mouthed ‘really?’ Alex nodded.

“I’m so horny right now.” Tam looked at Alex with pleading eyes.

“Me too. I guess I’ll see you in thirteen days.” Alex turned to walk away.

“I guess so. Hey Alex?”

Alex turned back.

“Thanks for letting me come with you.”

Alex smiled. “I don’t think either of us really understands what we’ve gotten ourselves into, so don’t blame me for anything that’s about to happen.”

Alex turned and walked down the stairs. Tam lifted her skirt and tried to get a finger in the sides of her chastity belt. It shocked her. She groaned but managed to prevent the expletive on her tongue from escaping her mouth. She took a step back towards Sam’s door and was shocked again. The helplessness of her situation really starting to sink in.

Tam walked back down to the coffee shop, more turned on than she had ever been in her life. What would the next year have in store for her?

Sam was on her bed, fingers circling her clit as she looked at her phone. There was a map on the top half of the screen that showed the city they lived in and then the land stretching all the way to the mountains. There were three dots. Two of them were very close together in the city. The third was way out at the base of the mountain range. Below the map there were three profiles. Pet 1, pet 2 and pet 3. Sam smiled. Everything was finally coming together.
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Alex stripped his latex skirt, latex bra, stockings, and heels off.

“Put them in the trunk, pet.” Sam instructed.

Alex did as he was told. As humiliating as he found women’s clothing to be, he felt even more vulnerable in the open air. Nothing but his new chastity belt, firmly locked in place.

Tam walked out of the house and stood beside Alex.

“Strip.” Sam told Tam.

Tam complied, putting her clothing in the trunk as well. Alex and Sam, stripped of their clothes and former lives, stood in the open air. Their situation sinking in a little deeper.

Sam took the keys from Tam and closed the trunk as a woman in a suit walked out the front door of the house. The woman eyed Alex and Tam with a smile. Without a word, she then took the keys from Sam, got in the limo, and drove off the property.

Sam stepped in front of Alex and Tam. “Your chastity belts are far more capable than you could possibly imagine. As you both know, they can’t be cut off without severely injuring the wearer. Alex’s cock is encased, and there a plug deep in his ass. There are plugs in Tam’s pussy and ass as well. All of which can both shock and give pleasure. They also have highly sophisticated tracking devices in them. Much like my apartment, this entire property has beacons underground that will react to those tracking devices. If you are somewhere on the property that I don’t want you to be, you will be severely shocked until you return to the zone you are meant to be in. If you cross the property line at any time without my permission, you will be severely shocked until you return… though I’m not too worried about that. You would have to walk for many hours in any direction to hit the property line. Over the next year, your chastity belts will never be unlocked unless you are restrained in some other way. You are here now. You can’t leave, and if you disobey me, you will regret it.”

This was a very different side of Sam. The loving Mistress who cared only about her pets’ desires seemed to have been left in the loft. Sam could see Alex and Tam processing this new information. She walked up to Alex.

“What did you expect, pet?”

“I don’t know, Miss. It’s just very real.”

“That’s the idea. You wanted someone to take complete control, and I wanted to take complete control of you. Now, I have and there is no way out. You don’t get to change your mind. There were plenty of opportunities for that. You are mine to do with what I please, and we are going to explore every one of the fantasies that I know turn you on.”

Alex’s cock was straining in his chastity device, despite his trepidation. Sam pulled out her phone and tapped a button. “Look at that, you’re desperately trying to get hard at the thought of it.”

“You can tell that, Miss?”

“Of course I can. That little feature was inspired by our interrogation. I want to know the things that turn my pets on. I want to know how your body reacts, even when your mind says no. I can tell that Tam is dripping as the situation sinks in for her as well. I own you for the next year. I will do what I want with you, and you will likely enjoy most of it. Even if you don’t think you should.”

Sam stepped up in front of Tam. “Are you happy that you chose to be mine, pet?”

“Yes, Miss.” Tam spoke more quietly than Alex was used to.

“You will have moments where that may not be true. There is nothing you can do about it now, though. Do as you’re told, and everything will be fine.”

“Yes, Miss.” Tam was shaking a little.

Sam looked at her phone. “Even more turned on. You two are going to be fun.” Sam gently tapped Tam’s chastity right in the crotch as if to say: ‘This is mine now.’ Tam, moaned as the pat went unfelt. “Take this path to the right of the house. Follow it down to the lake. There is a small cabin there. You will find your instructions inside. If you stray from the path, or take too long to get there, you will be shocked. Now go.” Sam slapped Tam’s ass hard enough for it to redden up a little.

Tam looked to Alex, then back to Sam. Without a word, she began walking down the path to the right of the house and disappeared around the corner.

Sam stepped back over to Alex. “You will take the left path to the barn. It is not close, so pace yourself. Along the way, you will question your choice to come here with me. You will wonder if this is really what you wanted for your life. Let me answer that question for you. It is. I know it is, and your cock knows it is. We are going to explore your submission together, pet, and we’re going to do it in a way that most people can’t. It is as much an experiment for me as it will be for you… but I am excited to start.”

“We haven’t started, Miss?”

“Not even close. Now go.” Sam gave Alex a slap on the butt as well, and he started walking.

Alex looked back over his shoulder at Sam. She was incredible. She had taken complete control of him, and he was excited for what was to come. No one gets the chance to explore their fantasies like this. He felt incredibly lucky to be where he was. Naked, locked in chastity, and about to walk a path into the unknown.

When Alex rounded the back of the house, he could see Tam on her path just before it led her into the woods. Alex’s path went straight through the clearing behind the house and over a hill. The path itself was made up of smooth stones. It was quite comfortable to walk on with bare feet, but they were cool and so was the air. He wasn’t used to being exposed like this. He walked faster to try and get his body temperature up and considered what Sam had meant by the barn not being close.

As he crested the hill, Alex saw his path entered the woods as well, but in the opposite direction that Tam had gone. From the hilltop he could see the mountains in the distance, the woods all around them, and the house behind him. He could also see what appeared to be a solid line that surrounded them in the woods. It was a wall, and the fact that he could see it from here meant it must be massive. If that was the property line, it wasn’t likely that he would be making it there on foot, let alone across the line with a wall like that. Maybe it was just meant to keep the bears out? To the right he could see the lake that Tam was headed towards. To the left he could see another clearing in the distance with a building in the middle. The barn. It would take him a while to get there, so he kept walking.

At the edge of the woods, just to the right of the path, there was a small shelter with a gas fire crackling in the middle. Alex ran over and warmed his hands near it.

“Alex?”

Alex spun around to see a screen light up… and on it was the woman who had ditched him after she made him wear her panties in the restaurant. His cheeks flushed and he stepped away from in front of the screen, only to feel a shock on his testicles. Looking down he saw a box painted onto the ground and stepped back inside it as the shocks started to grow in strength. Once he was back in the box, the shocking immediately stopped… but he was trapped, standing in only his chastity device in front of a screen that showed the incredible woman who had given him his first taste of humiliation. And she could clearly see him.

“Hi, Mary.” Alex tried to cover his chastity.

“I see you’ve been exploring your submissive side since we met.”

“You could say that.”

“I almost regret leaving you at the bar. Sam reached out. She’s just started posting your journey on Fetlife, and I’ve been enjoying the read.

“What?!”

“She hasn’t included your name publicly, of course, but it’s created quite the buzz for CFE and all the toys she’s coming up with. The website has quite a few ‘coming soon’ devices now. They just need some product testing before they hit the shelves. You’re in for a treat.”

“Did she tell you… everything?”

“The story tells everything, and I just happen to be fortunate enough to know who the story is about. It was nice of her to reach out. She also gave me access to a website with a few buttons on it. Shall we try them out?” Mary clicked her mouse.

Alex didn’t know how to respond. “What…” His testicles were shocked again, but much stronger this time.

“Oh, I should have told you I suppose. That was the ‘gag’ button.” Mary tapped another button and the plug in Alex’s ass grew slightly and started to vibrate against his prostate. At the same time, the tube holding his cock down began to purr.

Alex moaned, only to be shocked once again. This gag feature of his chastity belt didn’t allow for any vocalizations whatsoever. He dropped to his knees, clawing at the chastity belt.

Mary sat back and started to finger herself.

All Alex could do was stay in his little box, not speak, and cum for her. It was humiliating… but unstoppable. Even with his cock firmly held down, that feeling of lust built inside him. Watching Mary rubbing herself and moaning didn’t help much either. Just as he was about to cum, the vibrations around his cock stopped. The plug pushed him over the edge, but the sudden lack of stimulation somehow ruined the orgasm even more than cumming purely from the prostate would have. His cum dripped out a hole in the bottom of the chastity device as he desperately tried to find more stimulation. Yes, he came… but he didn’t really orgasm. On top of the need for real pleasure that this ruined orgasm left in its wake, there was no post orgasm clarity. He was left desperate and still submissive.

Mary came twice as she watched him squirm. She clicked the screen again and his plug stopped vibrating.

“I think I’m going to leave the gag button on.”

Alex’s eyes went wide.

“I know. I just… like seeing you like this. Helpless. Humiliated. Mmmm. I’ll tell you what, if you lick up your cum, I’ll turn it off.”

Alex’s mind was racing. As humiliated and submissive as he felt, he didn’t want to luck up his cum in front of Mary. It was too much. He defiantly stood up.

“Alright, gagged it is. You can leave the box now. Good luck sweetie. I look forward to reading all about what Sam is putting you through on Fetlife.” With those final words from Mary, the screen went black.

Every second of this new life was making Alex re-think all he had agreed to, but there really was no way out now. His cock strained in his chastity belt again, and it was in that moment that he knew what he was in for. This was going to challenge him in every possible way. His cock and his mind did not always agree on the way Alex should be living his life, and he had let his cock make all the decisions that led him hear. Now, everything that turned him on, every kinky porn he had ever watched that influenced his erection during that interrogation, everything Sam had asked of him that ‘hypothetically’ turned him on during the interrogation, could happen. When he was secured to her wall, she had asked him if he wanted Mary to humiliate him again. If being tricked into her panties turned him on. Sam had asked if, given the chance, he would want Mary to be in control of him, even just for a short time. In the moment, his mind had said no. He wanted Sam. His cock, on the other hand, had told her a resounding yes. Mary humiliating him had left its mark on him. That memory, and the idea of Mary, would forever make him hard.

Alex was frantically running through the scenarios in his mind that Sam knew would turn him on.
If that was Sam’s basis for how he was going to be treated this year, it meant that she would push him far beyond what he knew to be reasonable limits for their dynamic. She was clearly wealthy enough to make it all happen, too. He would be her experiment and test subject for all her kinky toys. It was too much for his mind in that moment… He didn’t mean to whimper, but the shock to his testicles cemented his predicament... and yet, his cock continued to strain. That was the problem. Sam was very likely watching him, and she would know that he was turned on. She would always know how her experiments and manipulations made his cock react… and that his physical reaction could very well be the basis for what came next. Even if Sam was making his fantasies come true, it wasn’t up to his mind what those fantasies were anymore. It was entirely up to his cock how he would be treated, and that was slightly terrifying.

Alex continued down the path to the barn. What else could he do?

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