What a Fantastic Site!
I have enjoyed all the helpful information, as well as the stories! Here is a piece of fiction (Part 1) I wrote, feel free to post it if you wish. Comments welcome!
"I want to make sure you understand the rules before we go any further," she told him. "This began as your thing, but if you go through with it- there's no going back."
He looked up at his wife in amazement. Indeed it had taken him months to convince her that the idea of a chastity device was something they could both enjoy. Something they could both benefit from. But as the months had passed and the preparations had been made, her attitude had changed. Something in the way she started bringing it up in conversation, asking questions. Did he think this was a practical solution? Or would another design be more effective? The amount of time she devoted to researching the topic was astounding.
She had even went so far as to insist on the final design being somewhat of her own creation. When she showed him her ideas, it took him back a step. Looking at her sketches he suddenly realized she had put a lot more thought into the whole concept of enforced chastity than he had. He could still remember her sudden anger when he questioned her design. "What the hell good is it if it's not completely effective?" She had asked. "If you want to play- it will be by my rules."
It hadn't taken long. The next day he had told her he would be grateful to wear the chastity device she had designed. And the arraignments began. Over the course of the next several months he had multiple piercings performed at a studio, by a friend of his wife. Most of the other materials were custom made by a local jeweler.
And now here he was. Looking up, he could move his wrists only slightly as each was attached to a large oak rail on the antique four poster bed he and his wife slept in, had mad love hundreds of times in. He was naked, and his legs were tied, spread apart in a similar fashion. His body was calm as they had been together just moments before.
She was beautiful. She was speaking now, explaining the rules. He tried to concentrate on her voice, her breasts only inches from his face. Her hands were busy removing the body jewelry from his penis, and from behind his testicles.
"There will be no requests for relief, ever." She told him. "The key already is in a safety deposit box in the bank where I work. You will have no access to it, and I will have no access to it except during business hours- so don't even ask. There will be no break-in period or weekend-play. Once you agree, I will install the device and that will be it. It will be removed at my sole discretion. In other words when I feel like using your cock. That could be tomorrow, or that could be six months from now. I don't know."
"The device itself will complete your infibulation. Your foreskin will be permanently stretched over your glans and locked in place. The lock will then attach through your guiche and be closed, pulling your permanently limp dick back between your balls. The last piercing, the frenum ring, will hold the sleeve in place that prevents any manual stimulation. Manual stimulation, that is, if you can stand a lot of pain anyway- which I know you can't."
"You will remember that you are the one who is chastised, not me. You may be required to service me orally, but I will not be denied pleasure for your condition. I will be free to enjoy other lovers, both male and female, whenever I wish. I may do this here or elsewhere, with or without your knowledge. I may or may not allow you to participate. I may or may not require you to watch."
His penis stiffened at the thought of his wife with another woman, and he suddenly realized she had put the lock through his two foreskin piercing's, without locking it. His erection pushed back against his closed foreskin and disappeared. "You can't control this useless little worm at all can you?" She asked. "We will sure put an end to that in a hurry." She laughed, teasing his pinched cock with her fingers.
"The lock," she continued, "is high a tensile alloy which will shatter if someone attempted to cut the device off, leaving hundreds of jagged metal fragments imbedded under your skin- so don't even think about it. Any evidence of tampering will result in severe punishment, and a non-removable device being installed for the remainder of the sentence, or one full year, whichever is greater. A second offence, or resistance to the permanent device will result in a set of video tapes being sent to your family, friends, employer, and my divorce attorney. I don't think I need to remind you of the tape contents. Do you understand?"
He couldn't speak but nodded yes. He could feel her working his penis into a tight cylinder he assumed was the sheath, and he wondered if she would stop even if he asked her to. "There will be no `time-outs' for the gym or doctors or airports or anything of the kind. If someone sees this you will be required to explain exactly what it is and why you wear it. And why do you wear it?" She asked.
"Because my dick is your property." He said, barely above a whisper.
"Good." She smiled, pulling his sheathed penis down hard between his legs.
He swallowed hard as he felt her fingers push the lock through his guiche and rotate the lock cylinder straight, holding everything in place temporarily. Looking down, all he could see was a polished silver tube where his penis used to be, which curved sharply downward, splitting his testicles apart.
"The last rule is that our agreement will be in effect in two year increments. In other words if you agree today, you will remain chastised for two years, at which point we will renegotiate your sexuality." She continued. "So with all that being said, do you agree to give me your sexual freedom from today foreword?"
"I don't want you to be with other men," he managed to squeak. He knew that if she was having sex with other men it would likely reduce his chances for an outing.
She smiled. "So if I want an undersized male organ that goes limp just when I'm about to cum, I'll have to come to you? I can agree to that, if you agree to make the first sentence five years, and the next one permanent. Or nothing.
He closed his eyes and nodded.
She kissed him on the cheek, and whispered in his ear. "Your cock is mine, your balls are mine, and your orgasms are mine. The cum you can keep." With that he heard the metallic click of the lock snapping shut, and his sentence of five long years began. Bending over, she kissed him on the cold metal sheath and laughed, "I'll see you in Two-Thousand Four"
To be continued.
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