The Wedding RingsSubmitted by: email@example.com
This is a fantasy. But, I often dream that this will come true some day.
Let me set the stage for you. I was 26, a virgin and this was my first true relationship. Everything was working out great. I had never met anyone so wonderful before. We had just so much in common, and to top it all off I really loved her.
So, after working over time for a few months straight I finally got the money to purchase the engagement ring she had always told me she wanted. So I did everything right and one night while at our apartment I did the job. and dropped down to one knee and proposed to her. She got all emotional and after crying for a few minutes said, yes. So naturally I was very happy. After we talked for a few more minutes. she stated she had something to give to me as well. I didn't think much of it. So, she told me to sit tight.and she'd be right back. So I turned on the TV and waited.
About 10 minutes later, she came out of the bedroom wearing a very nice nightgown.. it was tight and showed her figure very well. She said she was ready for me. and that in celebration of our engagement she was going to show me a good time.
So she tells me to strip down as she says I'll need to be for the fun we're about to have. So I do and she leads me into the bedroom and I see that our bed has my handcuffs attached to the bedposts. (I'm a police officer, so I have a few pairs lying around the house.) She tells me that I need to get on the bed and lay down. So I do and she begins to handcuff me and cuff my ankles as well. So needless to say I'm helpless. So at this point I'm starting to get hard.
Now I need to remind you that I'm a virgin. My new fiancé is not. She has had a few sexual experiences while she was in college. But I was always very shy and never even got close to the point of having sex. During our discussions prior to my proposing over the past few months she has always told me how she'd like me to stay a virgin for awhile and how it would mean so much to her if I got married while still being a virgin. So I told her that I'd made it this far, I can wait awhile longer.
She begins to tell me how happy she is that I finally proposed to her and that she loves her ring. Again, I'm overjoyed that she said yes and that I've finally found the perfect woman. She continues the conversation by stating this, "Since you have given me such a beautiful gift to wear, I want to give you one as well." So I'm thinking I gave her a ring to wear, perhaps she wants to give me one as well. I've heard about guys wearing rings prior to getting married like an engagement ring, and I had intended on wearing one after we got married. But didn't think she'd have thought about it as well. But I figured what the hell why not. But why did she feel the need to go this far for her to give me a ring?
My fiancé then pulls out a box from the closet, its really too big to hold a ring in it. "Now, you may be wondering what it is that I want to give you. Well, as we have discussed, I want you to stay a virgin until we get married. So in order to keep it that way, I have purchased you something, which I want you to wear.
While you were drunk that one night. a few months ago I coerced you into letting me take some measurements of you. Those measurements lead to the purchase of this.."
She then pulls out of the box a piece of stainless steel. It looked round, pretty heavy. "Oh my god," I say to myself. I've seen those before.
"This will be your engagement ring," she says to me. You will wear this until after we are married, to sort of make sure you follow through with it. Ever since I met you, I knew we were meant to be together. I was just waiting for you to finally get the nerve to propose to me. So now lets get this on you. But, we can't put it on while you are like that. all hard and ready to go. Remember you are staying a virgin."
So she runs out of the bedroom and comes back with a bunch of ice. she places it on my penis. the coldness. makes me buck against the handcuffs. Slowly, my penis shrinks down its flaccid state. She then says, that we can do this the hard way or the easy way. One way this belt is going on you. so you can either play nice and help me. Or I pull out some items to assist. I wasn't in the mood to fight. I'd already been handcuffed to the bed longer than I wanted to be, so I said, "Yes dear, I'll be good." "Excellent, I need you to lift up your pelvis." I do and she slides the belt under me and wraps it around my hips. It rides really low. Good I'm thinking. Since I'm a cop, I obviously have to wear a duty belt so this shouldn't interfere with that. That belt connects together, and she then lubes up my cold, flaccid penis with some petroleum jelly. Then she slides it into a tube and connects a front piece with the waist belt. "Now, I'm locking you in this my sweet because I want you for me and only me. I want you to stay a virgin and be prepared for our wedding night. They're will be no wasting of semen around here. Plus it's a disgusting habit and I don't want you to get into it." " She must be implying masturbation." I said to myself. "Little did she know how much I've already done it. God only knows how I will deal with this." She then locked the belt and I was secured. Then she grabbed my keys off my duty gear and unlocked me.
I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. I was already getting hard again. I could feel my penis trying to push against the tube. Wow, how was I going to deal with this??? My fiancé looked at me and stated, "You never looked better."
Months rolled by. I stayed locked in my Neosteel chastity belt the entire time. My fiancé was busy planning our wedding while I often came home from work hornier than ever. But alas, I could never do anything about it. Of course the belt made it difficult for me to work with. The fit was great. I didn't have a single problem with that. However, in order to go to the bathroom while on duty I would have to take my duty gear off in order to sit down in a stall. Well, thy guys at the PD often made fun of me for always taking so long in the bathroom. Little did they know the reason why.
So the day finally came, our wedding day. I couldn't wait. She walked down the isle, more beautiful than I could ever imagine. Meanwhile no one could even tell I was trying to get rock hard in my tux. but a piece of steel kept me from doing just that.
We said our vows in front of many friends and family. I placed her wedding ring on her hand and she does the same to me. (She chose the rings while I was working one night. Mine was very large. I think she told me 8mm's.) While she slides in onto my finger she whispers, "Remember I'm wearing two rings and so will you." I guess she's calling my chastity belt a second ring.
So we are pronounced man and wife. I kiss my bride and we walk out of the church. As we do, she is concentrating on not tripping in her beautiful dress. I on the other hand am concentrating on the feeling of this new ring on my left hand. and the one that has been around my waist, for way too long.
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