Locked by LilySubmitted by: Intrigued Writer
Tom sat motionless on the solid timber, Gothic styled chair while Lily added more ropes about his arms and up behind his shoulders, further immobilizing him to the point where any torso movement was not possible. Escape was already out of the question, plus, there was the small matter that he was very much looking forward to what would soon be happening to him.
The chair he was seated upon had a high back which was basically a tall triangle, the base was about 18 inches wide, rising about four feet and tapering to only four inches or so wide at its top, which came to the top of his back, just above the shoulders. The entire chair was made of solid old oak and was almost three inches thick. Likewise the seat was solid, so too the front of the chair. The centre brace between the front and back was just as stout as the rest of the chair and if one looked closely they would see holes drilled about the chair. Normally they were left open, but at times like these, the holes held various types of eye bolts and other things which were very handy for restraining someone immobile while they awaited their torment, or in the case of Tom, his relief.
A bit of history may be of assistance in describing how being tied totally immobile to a bondage chair could be described as relief, but for Tom, this was the only way he was ever going to achieve any relief. In keeping with a time line, let us go back in time about two months, so as to properly understand the situation and relationship, as well as the circumstances which lead up to his restraint in the bondage chair as described above.
For years he'd had fantasies about kinky things and one time he had brought up the subject while spending the night down at Lily's place. The conversation had arisen while drinking one too many drinks and having noticed more than one pair of cuffs, both the leather and steel sort of half hidden out of sight. Lily had explained them away as being used for some of the more raunchy 'shoots' with a couple of her favourite models. As she pointed out, the shed had lots more kinky items laying around than just those, seeing as part of her business included many items of erotic nature, seeing as she not only owned a modelling agency, but a vast collection of props as well. She explained that over the past ten years, she had come to acquire many items out of the ordinary such that nowadays she made more money by renting props than she did booking model shoots. This little teasing gem of information is what led to his current predicament as he had of course then informed Lily of his desire to see some of these more offbeat props for himself. Which is why two drinks later he found himself seated for the first time upon this very bondage chair, his wrists cuffed behind the chair back and locked firmly to a sturdy eye bolt, his ankles under the chair and similarly chained in place, with the girl of his dreams seated upon his lap, her arms about his neck.
Lily looked seductively into his eyes and asked him if he was enjoying himself. Before he could answer, she 'shhhhh'd' him, then let one hand drop from abut his neck, down over his chest, then to feel for herself his straining arousal through his jeans. Smiling wickedly, she spoke again, indicating that by the feel of things, yes, he was quite aroused by his current predicament. She stopped what she was doing, hopped up, telling him not to go anywhere (as if he would have, even if he could). She returned a minute later, placing a digital video camera and tripod some yards away, where she set it to focus on him bound to the chair, before once again sitting upon his lap.
Tom sat there, mesmerized while Lily slowly unbuttoned his shirt, loosened his belt and undid the top of his jeans. She pulled his shirt aside, exposing his chest. Her slender fingers topped with long manicured nails traced their way across his chest, down over his stomach until the tip of a nail found the head of his erection. He breathed deep and held his breath as her fingernail teased the very tip of him. She bent forwards, her long blonde tresses brushing against his chest and face, as she whispered in his ear, telling him to once more, tell her all of the things he could recall of there first meeting at the trade show, which was only two weeks ago.
He began by telling her it was a day he would never forget, one etched into his memory just like the writings of old which had been etched into stone. He told her of the day they were both at the same Fashion and Beauty convention and of how he stopped dead in his tracks the moment he laid eyes upon her. He recalled for her in vivid detail her outfit, the leather pants she was wearing, the stiletto boots, combined with the wide belt and white blouse which together emphasized her long lithe legs. He spoke of her perfectly proportioned body, the ideal being legs half the height overall and rare it is in fact to ever see this perfection. He told how her lovely lace trimmed bra was sort of visible underneath the semi see through blouse. He recalled the way her waist length blonde hair almost floated in the air as she moved. He told her that never in his life had he ever dreamed he would get to see perfection personified, let alone be fortunate enough to ever meet someone as overwhelmingly beautiful, mythically gorgeous and totally entrancing as she was.
Lily stopped tormenting him and then sat even closer until her head was on his shoulder as she once more wrapped her arms about his neck. "Continue", she said. He spoke of how he stood transfixed as she glided by, her scent he recalled was a lovely musk which lingered in the air after she had gone. He told her how he had stepped forward into the scent and closed his eyes as he drank in her image and scent while standing in the crowded arena, his eyes closed as he etched the memory of her into his brain for evermore.
He told how not long afterwards, he had gone to the bar, purchased three stiff drinks and headed outside to the smoking area so that he could try to recover from the effect of not only seeing such a vision of perfection, but of being close enough to drink in her heavenly scent.
He told her how he had made his way outside, lit a ciggy, drank two drinks in quick succession, then closed his eyes while he again relived the moment which he would never forget. He had been standing there, eyes closed, sipping his third drink, enjoying his ciggy when he became aware of the presence of another on the outdoor terrace as well. He told how he heard a woman commenting to him that by the look on his face he must have either just won the lottery or be reliving the best moment of his life.
He told how he had rudely kept his eyes closed while reliving the memory, but that he had mentioned out loud that he hadn't won lotto, so it must be the second. He recalled how the lady had said, "Do tell!" and how he had then gone on to tell her, eyes still closed about the moment his life was changed forever, only minutes ago by the experience of seeing "The most beautiful woman God had ever created".
He recalled for her in detail the vision he was watching in his dreams. Tom spoke of how he was head down, deep in thought when he first noticed an expensive pair of leather stiletto heeled boots not far off. He described in minute detail her lovely leather pants, wide belt, white blouse, the way she moved, the lovely musky scent which lingered in the air after she had walked on. He spoke of her long silky blonde hair which seemed to float through the air as she seemed to glide across the floor while moving atop the longest, most incredible legs any man could ever wish to imagine.
He told how he had glimpsed a lovely lace trimmed green brassiere underneath her semi-see through blouse which hinted at the perfection lay underneath. He told how when she turned her face towards him, he had but the briefest glimpse of her radiant smile before he lowered his eyes and turned his head away, as her beauty was so overwhelming that he was not sure if any mortal man could gaze upon it for too long before becoming faint due to sensory overload. He spoke about how he was certain that no matter how long he lived, never, ever again would he ever be so fortunate as to witness a more perfect example of God's most awesome creation, called woman.
He next told of how after a brief silence, his eyes still closed, he heard the woman nearby him say, "Her scent is White Musk, the Bra is Emerald, not green and while still being flabbergasted, the woman you speak of is named Lily and she is kind of speechless at this present moment".
Tom told of how immediately upon hearing this, his eyes had snapped open to reveal the very vision of his dreams which he was recalling, standing beside him not four feet away, yet downwind, which was why her scent of musk had not alerted him to her identity.
Back in the huge barn sized storage shed, still seated upon his lap, Lily wrapped her long legs about the bondage chair upon which her would be lover sat, still tied quite firmly in place. She then inhaled his scent deeply as she too recalled the moment of which he spoke, the moment of watching him retell his tale with his eyes still closed. The moment which she knew was not a fake pick-up line, but it was just as he had retold it. A life changing moment for them both. Lily clung even tighter to him, her chest against his as they mingled as one. In her own mind, she recalled the moment as well. She recalled how she herself had almost fallen over while listening to this stranger describe her in minute detail and in a manner which left her short of words herself. After all, it is not everyday you hear yourself being described with absolute honesty as "The most beautiful woman God had ever created" and that "your beauty is so overwhelming that mortal man could gaze upon you for too long before becoming faint due to sensory overload".
She recalled the moment he first opened his eyes to look upon her on that windy terrace - how she was mesmerized as she looked into the clearest, most incredible deep blue eyes which she could ever recall seeing in her life. It was at that very moment that she reaffirmed he wasn't trying any pick-up line, as those eyes would have betrayed him instantly if that was all it had been.
It was then that she had hopped up from his lap, reached over and picked up one of those eye covering sleep masks and slipped this over his eyes, blindfolding him. Next he felt her hands at the waistband of his jeans, then he felt her trying to slip them over his hips. He wriggled about a bit in order to make it easier for her to complete this, wondering what would be next and if this was going to be the moment he had dreamt about, the moment they consummated their rapidly deepening relationship. Instead, he felt a chilling bag of ice as it was placed into his lap, the purpose of which she told him was to cool off his embarrassing erection, which she said was dancing and bobbing about like a pogo-stick on speed and which was distracting her from what was going to be a very important moment in their relationship. The combination of her comments and the ice did the trick and in record time, the raging erection had become a shrunken weeny.
Tom sat still as Lily wrapped a long belt about his waist and the chair, buckling it tightly about his midriff, holding him firmly in place. He felt the bag of ice being lifted, then he felt her hands placing something about his scrotum, behind his balls, then a bit of lubricant was smothered along his slow to awaken cock. Seconds later, he felt something sliding along his shaft, covering it totally. A few seconds later he heard a "click", which signalled a very important step in their relationship. It was the click of the padlock which now held the chastity device firmly in place about his rapidly awakening erection.
Before he could speak, Lily removed his blindfold and before his eyes, once more stood the vision of beauty from their first meeting. She had changed her outfit so that she now stood before him in the very same outfit she had worn the day they had met. His eyes locked upon her, she now moved towards him, her incredibly long legs carrying her until she was right against his chest. She once more sat upon his lap facing him and 'sshhhhhhd' him, telling him she would explain all if he would listen.
She reached down and took hold of his now trapped manhood, his eyes too looked down and saw for the first time the plastic device which was preventing him from becoming erect. She told him it was a CB3000. The CB for Chastity Belt, 3000 being the model designation. Lily then went on to tell him more about her own life and about how in her youth men had lusted after her and had used her, even bragged to their friends about their conquest in the most vulgar of terms. Lily told him how this had hurt her deeply and how even now it haunted her when she noticed the way most men gazed upon her, not in adoration as he did, but in ways that make a woman feel cheap and dirty.
As Tom looked into her eyes, she asked him a direct question about masturbation. She had asked him if in the time since they had met, had he masturbated while thinking about her. The immediate lowering of his eyes and the look of shame on his face told her the answer. Next she asked him to tell her how often he had done this since they had met. His answer of at least once a day gave her the chance to make him feel better about himself and to atone for his transgressions. Lily lifted his chin until their eyes met, she then told him that the Chastity Device was therefore a good thing, as by wearing it he would be constantly reminded about their relationship and the importance of how his masturbation while thinking about her actually hurt her more than he could imagine. She asked him if he realised how it cheapened their relationship as it lowered him in her esteem as that is what most men do, not her special man though, she had said. He nodded in consent and understanding. Sitting upon his lap, she had looked deeply into his piercing blue eyes and asked him if he would wear the chastity device for her, to make her feel special and with it, their relationship. He had nodded in consent once again, except this time she noticed the tears beginning to fall from his eyes as he fully came to the understanding of how harmful his masturbation had been and how much his selfishness had hurt the woman he adored so deeply. She kissed his tears as they fell, then once more she lay her head upon his shoulder, her arms about his neck as they both rested in quiet contemplation.
In the days ahead, Tom had come to realise just how selfish and thoughtless he had been before being locked in chastity. He recalled the feeling of uncertainty the day after being locked in the device when he was due to head back home, only an hour away from Lily, but without the key to unlock the device. He wondered all the time if people would notice the device and what he would say should someone accidentally bump into him and feel the solidness of plastic instead of what should be there. He then recalled the first night apart from Lily while wearing the device and how many times he had woken up while trying to become erect, only to have the additional security of the Points of Intrigue make their presence known.
He recalled the next weekend when he again travelled down to stay with Lily and how he wanted to ask her for release so that he could obtain an Orgasm, but he refrained from asking due to knowing how it made her feel when he had done so in the past. Countless times during the week he had contemplated cutting the device off, such was his desire to be free. He wondered continually about his release, how soon it would be and such. He desperately yearned for relief and in his dreams and imaginations he began to dream up the ways in which this would occur. He thought that maybe it would speed things along to the point of them consummating their relationship the very first time Lily removed the chastity device.
It was during one of these moments of fantasy and contemplation when Lily inquired, "A penny for your thoughts". Tom knew he could not tell a lie and so he simply told her the truth. He spoke of his continual torment while being locked, about his incredible desire to be free and to once again do that which he knew hurt her so much, because every minute in chastity seemed to make him hornier than he could ever imagine or recall being.
Lily sat there silent for a minute, then looked directly at him and asked, "If I let you free, do you think you could control your urge to masturbate?"
Seeing the look on her face and knowing he had to tell the truth, he looked deep into her mesmerizing emerald eyes and answered that he couldn't.
Lily thanked him for his honesty and then added that maybe what he really needed was a more secure device, one which he knew he couldn't remove without the key. She asked him if this were the case, did he think that this would remove the temptation to try to cut the device off?
Before he could answer her, Lily then said the words which made the next decision easy. "If you will wear a totally secure Chastity Device for me, then for as long as you continue to wear it and I hold the key, I will belong to you, and you to me". He nodded and spoke eagerly that for this to happen would truly be more than a dream come true and that yes, he would wear a 100% secure device for her.
That very day, Lily had driven them to a close friend of hers who owned a shop which specialised in piercings and together they obtained a his and hers piercing. She a little ring down below which she told him would be where the spare key to his next chastity device would be kept and he a Prince Albert which was later to be used to ensure he could not escape from the next chastity device which he was to wear.
As soon as his piercing was healed sufficiently, back into the CB3000 he was put. Another visit was made to the piercing shop to have the PA enlarged with another larger diameter almost full circle shaped ring with barbell type ends which screwed on. And so the weeks went by until the phone call he was waiting for finally happened. Lily had called him to say that this weekend was going to be a very special one and that he should arrive no later than 7-00pm that evening and be ready for the most memorable weekend of their relationship to date.
And so the story begins again, back where it began with Tom sitting still on the solid timber, high backed Gothic styled chair while Lily added more ropes about his arms and up behind his shoulders, further immobilizing him to the point where any torso movement was not possible. Escape was already out of the question, plus, there was the small matter that he was very much looking forward to what would soon be happening to him.
The chair he was seated upon had a high back which was basically a tall triangle, the base was about 18 inches wide, rising about four feet and tapering to only four inches or so wide at its top, which came to the top of his back, just above the shoulders. The entire chair was made of solid old oak and was almost three inches thick. Likewise the seat was solid, so too the front of the chair. The centre brace between the front and back was just as stout as the rest of the chair and if one looked closely you would see holes drilled about the chair. Normally they were left open, but at times like these, the holes held various types of eye bolts and other things which were very handy for restraining someone immobile while they awaited their torment, or in the case of Tom, his relief.
Lily knelt beside him as she began the process of securing his legs. His ankles were tied in a crossed manner underneath the seat. More rope went left and right from his ankles, up the back of the chair to be tied to his wrists, thus lifting his ankles higher under the chair and making movement of any kind extremely difficult. Lily tied his knees, securing them to an eye bolt at the front of the chair and then she stood up, his restraint was now complete.
She lifted the next item from the box of tricks she had placed behind Tom's chair, it was a large round ballgag. He duly opened his mouth while she went about the business of hampering his speech with methodical precision. Once satisfied with the tightness of the gag, she then lifted the next item which would further reduce his ability to communicate. It was a roll of commercial grade cling wrap, 6 inches wide. She told him to hold his head still, lest she miss and cover his nose. Sitting still, his head held firmly erect, she began to wind the clear clingy wrap about his lower face, covering the ballgag. When satisfied, she next wound it from under his chin, up over the top of his head a few times, then in a series of criss-crossing patterns until his entire head and neck was wrapped, bar his eyes and his nose. To complete this effect that she desired, next came a big roll of One inch wide black electrical tape which she used to cover the clear wrap for what she called a more aesthetically pleasing look. When finished, she stood back and blew Tom a kiss, telling him to smile for the ever present digital video camera, which of course was ridiculous given his circumstances and they both knew it.
Tonight as on the previous occasions when he had been tied to this very seat, Lily was once again wearing the same outfit and perfume which she had the very first time they had met. In the 5 weeks since getting pierced, Tom had been shaving down below as well as using a crème the purpose of which was to slow or prevent the regrowth of his hair down there. Now as he sat there naked before the love of his life, she approached him with the key to unlock his chastity device.
Tonight was also special as she had promised that she would ride him to what would simply be the best orgasm ever. With the CB3000 now removed, his penis sprang to life and grew as if it were a balloon being filled with pressurised air! Lily lifted a wash cloth from a bucket of soapy water and carefully washed his privates. This alone caused him to almost lose control and he moaned from underneath his gagged and tightly wrapped mask of cling wrap and tape. Hearing this, she lifted the bag of ice from another bucket and placed that on his lap to "cool him off" so that the fun wouldn't be ended, prematurely, she had joked.
With the Digital Video focussed in, Lily announced that the time to take it to the next level, to experience things he had never imagined possible. With that announcement, she stood before him, the camera off to one side capturing the action for all time. He took in the vision before him, Lily,in stiletto boots, leg hugging leather pants, her feet a few feet apart, the V between her thighs. The wide almost corset like belt atop that, with the semi see-trough blouse being slowly unbuttoned.
Lily spoke to him seductively, asking him, "Is this what you have been waiting for?", as she slowly opened her blouse further. Although he sat in the bondage chair naked, not even once had he yet glimpsed his goddess unclothed. Slowly the blouse parted, until she was able to reach in and do that magical womanly trick of removing her bra without undressing. He watched as slowly, the bra came into view, her blouse still unbuttoned to her navel. He looked closely at her blouse, for the first time ever getting a glimpse of her breasts through the luminescent semi see-through white blouse. What he could see made his frozen member spring to life once more.
Lily smiled as she then knelt in front of him, lifting the ice pack clear before drying him off. Next she carefully lay her thin bra across his lap, before slipping one of the straps into the gap of the large ring through his PA piercing. Smiling wickedly at Tom, she gently pulled on the strap, dragging the bra from left to right, causing it to rub tormentingly along underneath tip of his penis. The low moan and the bobbing penis told her everything she needed to know - her carefully thought out program of torments were having the exact effect she had hoped for. Another minute or so of delay, then she repeated this process over again. After 15 minutes of this slow torment, he was pleading with her via his eyes for her to stop. He knew what their deal was, as he had agreed to it before being restrained. The deal was simple, if he orgasmed, that was where the fun ended as such. Because after he was cleaned up, into the new 100% secure device he would go. If he orgasmed before she rode him to the best orgasm ever, so be it.
Lily looked up at his pleading eyes and said, "Is poor Tom almost ready to end the games already?" He shook his head from side to side, eyes wide. "Would you like me to make is easier for you, so that you won't end the game so soon, is that it?" To this he nodded his head in the affirmative. Lily's response was to the use the bra almost like bondage for his cock, wrapping it about his cock in a criss-crossed manner until she tied it off in a little bow. She warned him that if he dripped any mess onto her bra, he would have to buy her another one plus his mouth was going to be the washing machine in which it was to be cleaned. This brought another low moan as he closed his eyes and tried not to drip any mess upon the bra.
Lily's idea for helping by making it harder for him to orgasm was not maybe what he had in mind. For she picked up the roll of electrical tape and began to bind his swollen balls. The tape got tighter and tighter as she went over and over them once again, taping them until they were tightly wrapped and encased in a manner which almost had tears coming from his eyes. Standing before him, she looked down at him and told him to thank her with his eyes for helping him by making it more painful for him, so that wouldn't come too soon. He looked at her with his eyes seeming to show thanks as well as conveying the level of pain he was in. She bent forwards, leaning in to kiss him on his tightly taped lips. As she did so, he caught a better glimpse down the front of her still partially open blouse and moaned once again.
Lily stood up, then turned and walked away, leaving him there to endure. When she returned, Lily had a drink in hand and a ciggy lit which she was enjoying. Placing the drink on the table and ciggy in the ashtray, she came over to him and knelt once more, before untying her bra from about his cock and checking for any drips or stains. "Impressive!", she said, noticing he had managed to control even his pre-cum from leaking onto the bra.
From her pocket she removed a ribbed condom, which made Tom's eyes open wider. Reaching out, she held the tip and rolled the condom just onto the head of his throbbing member, making sure her long nails worked him over a little more than was required. Once satisfied, she looked at her captive and decided it was time to get to the main issue she had wanted to discuss. She also knew by some sort of instinct that it would better suit her long term needs if she gave a little pleasure as well as the pain. With this in mind, she slowly undid the last of the buttons of her blouse before turning her back on him and slowly lowering the blouse from her shoulders, until she stood there in bare from the waist up, yet facing away from him.
Tom's eyes grew wide as he drank in the sight before his eyes. The most stunning woman he had ever seen was now, semi naked in front of him, her back to him, her waist length blonde hair cascading down over her shoulders and back, the sheer white blouse now being carefully folded and placed on the nearby table. She picked up her drink and ciggy, her back still turned to him when she spoke.
"You know that I promised that this day would be special, the day we consummated our relationship, a day of almost cataclysmic orgasms and all that, but first there is one thing I need to know". Lily finally turned to face him and for the first time ever, he was able to gaze upon the perfection of her semi-nakedness. Smiling, she continued, "So, the only question I have for you right now is, how many times while your piercing was healing and you weren't locked in the CB3000, did you play with yourself?" The question hit him like a knife in the heart. Lily heard the audible expulsion of air through his nostrils. She knew she had him cold on this issue of masturbation.
"Look at me when I ask you questions", she said. He raised his eyes as his throbbing erection subsided. He knew he had been bad when masturbating as soon as possible while his piercing had been healing, yet he had not been honest and told Lily about this.
"Think clearly, how many times?", Lily had repeated. Bound and gagged as he was, he thought how to communicate that he had masturbated a dozen times when he knew he shouldn't have.
Lily solved this problem for him by coming over and seating herself on his lap, her hair now re-arranged so it draped to mostly cover her gorgeous breasts. He looked her in the eyes, his head still, then he began by clearly blinking once, then twice, a third time, right up to the full dozen. Lily must have understood, because this time she said nothing. Instead, she reached into her pocket and brought out a sturdy round metal ring. With his cock now slack from shame, she took the ring and carefully pushed it over the crown of his cock, then worked it until it was right down the shaft at the base.
The touch of her hands once more began to stimulate him and he began to get hard again. Before he could achieve complete erection though, Lily rolled the condom which she had placed on the tip of his rapidly growing cock all the way to the ring at it's base. She reached over for the tape once more, this time, starting at the base, she expertly wrapped the shaft of his cock in the tape, right up to behind the crown of his circumcised head. Combined with his growing erection and the cock ring at the base, his shaft was now much narrower and the head protruded rudely by comparison. Lily then opened another condom, rolling this one too down over his now erect and throbbing penis. "That's three", she simply stated. Next she repeated the wrapping with more tape. "Four", she said and continued this process until she reached twelve. Noticing that "twelve", ended with tape, she shook her head and said, "Now that exposed tape on layer 12 simply won't do". After which, for good measure she finished with another condom.
By now Tom thought he understood his punishment. She would do as promised and ride him to the greatest orgasm ever, but with him not being able to feel anything due to the tape and condoms encasing his cock, it was very unlikely he would achieve relief himself, while she would be riding one very firm dildo, for that is what she had turned his member into.
As if to emphasize his plight, Lily slid off his lap, then leant forwards, taking his cock into her mouth, her hand about the base. Lifting her head she smiled to him and said, "Now that would have to be about the stiffest cock I've ever seen!". Whereby she once again took him in mouth, then gave a sort of a bite as if to show him how little, if anything he would be gaining from their encounter.
Standing up in front of him, she said, "After all that we had spoken about, you still hid from me the errors of your ways, the abuse of our trust and your degradation of me through shameful masturbation. With that in mind, don't you think it is only fair that I should repay you in kind, by hiding something from you and repaying the abuse in some way too?", she questioned. Eyes wide, he had simply nodded in agreement. "I think that is only fair too, my darling", she had replied while reaching down for the roll of cling wrap which she then used to cover his eyes, leaving only his nostrils uncovered so he could breathe. As the black electrical tape then covered his vision, the reality of things began to set in. Yes, she would undress and be naked, while riding him to the an orgasm of her own, while he sat there feeling her on his lap, but not through his cock, nor would he get to see her in all her unclothed naked glory.
As he sat there in sufferance, Lily undressed just off camera, then reappeared but for the cameras and modesty sake, she now wore a long semi transparent black silk cape from her extensive wardrobe, her blonde tresses cascading down the back of it to her waist. She took in the sight of this magnificent man before her, the man who had thought of her as "The most beautiful woman God had ever created" and who had said that "her beauty is so overwhelming that mortal man could gaze upon her for too long before becoming faint due to sensory overload", then she spoke to him.
"Darling, do you love me.... I mean, REALLY love me and did you mean all of those wonderful things you said which swept me off my feet when we first met?". To which he nodded in the affirmative.
"Do you wish to be with me forever, to Love, Honour Cherish and Obey me for all the rest of our days together?" Again he nodded.
"When you have hurt me so severely as you did by masturbating while thinking of me without my permission, will you accept your punishments and still love me all the same, if not even more?" Once again he nodded, by now getting all light headed as he thought about what may come next.
"Tom, as I stand here naked before you, I ask you this. Before I make love with you and consummate our lifelong commitment to each other, I ask you to make a choice - with no going back, ever, agreed?" Once more he nodded, slower this time.
"You cheated on me by masturbating, making me feel cheap and dirty, for that you need to be punished, but even more, you have proven you have no self control. I love you dearly but still need to punish you for this, while also protecting you from doing this again, would you agree?" Once more he nodded.
"Before I lower myself upon you and consummate our relationship as a married couple, the date set for say...... 12 months time, you will need to agree to these terms, or else I will untie you and set you free forever, never to be near me again, do you understand?" Tom nodded quickly this time.
"So here is your choice my darling. As protection against future masturbation, you will for the duration of our marriage be in some form of chastity, the manner of which I will choose. As punishment for your recent indiscretions, you will for the next 12 months, have that naughty cock bound up similar to now, every time I choose to set it free and use it. In addition, the timing of setting you free will be totally up to me and if you ever ask to be set free, for anything other than a health reason, then I get to choose a suitable punishment, as from this day forwards, your cock belongs to me. Do you FULLY understand the conditions of our betrothal, nod once if you do, then nod until I say stop, if you agree".
Tom nodded once, then waited, then slowly and continually nodded his head in agreement with these terms.
Lily smiled as he nodded, then she said she was glad he had chosen as he did. She then asked him one final question, which was to give him an indication of their future life together. She said that she wasn't entirely cruel and that even though his actions had hurt her immensely, she hated the thought of him feeling nothing while they made love for the very first time and would he like to be able to feel something so that he too could better remember their very first time together. Of course Tom nodded vigorously upon hearing this.
Whereby Lily lifted an item from her box of tricks, took a firm hold of his tightly taped and wrapped penis, then quickly and efficiently used the syringe with a short 5mm long protruding needle to inject the head of his cock with the mixture of saline and bee sting venom. His body went rigid at the stinging sensation which assaulted the head of his cock and which would soon become quite painful. She then repeated this three times down the top, the sides and underneath of his cock while he stiffened in his bonds and protested at the painfully throbbing sensation he was now experiencing. When she repeated this to his tightly taped balls, knowing they would swell inside their tightly wrapped prison of tape, she smiled once more, putting the syringe down before moving forwards and positioning herself over the penis which from this moment on would eternally belong to her.
As she lowered herself upon the inhumanely erect cock which she had created, she spoke to her lover and told him how much she yearned for the day in 12 short months time when they could do this without his cock being all bound up. She heard him breathing heavily in sufferance as she began to do likewise in ecstasy, her body responding to the thoughts of having this man as hers forever mingling with the physical arousal she was also experiencing.
Tom writhed in his bonds as his cock throbbed and pained in ways he could never have imagined. His balls swelled from the bee venom and had nowhere to expand to inside the tightly wrapped tape until they soon felt like they were in a vice. He could feel his brand new fiancée Lily, breathing erotically while straddling his lap and in his imagination he thought of what it would be like to have her riding him without the layers of electrical tape and condoms which currently strangled his cock.
He felt her hands wrap about behind his neck as she used his encased head and neck for leverage as she rode him wildly in a passionate frenzied race towards her orgasm. Her legs went around his waist and interlaced together behind the chair as she rocked about on his lap. Soon her arms went behind his back and up to his shoulders as she increased her tempo. Just as he thought she was about to orgasm and his torment would come to an end, her position changed slightly so that now his swollen balls were feeling some of her weight as she writhed about upon him. He screamed in agony as Lily wrapped herself even tighter to him, her own orgasm seeming to reach out from somewhere so deep inside her that she took a deep breath as she shuddered and then gave one incredible clench with every muscle in her body while her sounds of passion mingled with his ones of gagged agony, before everything went silent except for their breathing.
Tom came to with a start, his hands going to the immediate source of pain, in this case, right behind the crown of his circumcised cock. His eyes opened in the darkness as a quiet moan of severe discomfort escaped his lips. He was in the process of trying to recall where he was, when his activities must have awoken Lily, then it all came back to him. Her arms reached around behind her to find his, which she once more draped over her waist, before guiding his hand lower to rest atop her absolutely cleanly waxed mound. Trying hard not to awaken her fully, he cupped her down below as his mind once more went over the events of the night before, after she had ridden him to her orgasm.
The presence of his hands began to stimulate Lily, who breathed in deeply, rolled onto her back and whispered to Tom that he should replace his hand with his tongue. Lily waited as he slid down under the covers, there to nestle himself between her now parted thighs. Her scent was an aphrodisiac to him and soon he began kissing her gently along her inner thighs. When his tongue began exploring her more earnestly, Lily moaned and smiled at the loving attention she was receiving down below.
For Tom, this activity held a huge amount of pleasure, being so close to the sex of the woman he adored more than any other on the face of the earth. The downside for him though, was the simple fact that he was locked up in a customised version of a Mistress Lori's chastity tube, complete with punishment spikes in regions too painful to contemplate. As he ravished, slowly of course, the treasure which was Lily's pussy, his mind drifted back to the night before.
Tom recalled that sometime after recovering, Lily had used a pair of safety scissors to remove the tape and cling wrap from the lower part of his face and his neck. Next she had carefully unwound the yards of tape and condoms which encased his cock and balls, before placing an icepack and other soothing gels upon his most pained areas, one of which was an anaesthetic as well as a soothing agent. Things slowly became clearer as he recalled being told that the video was of course still recording and that he was to recite for the camera the terms of their engagement and betrothal, which he somehow managed to achieve through the haze. Lastly, he was told to ask her nicely to "place this cock into captivity and make it yours forever", which he also did.
He felt her locking the hinged ring behind his scrotum and removing the almost full circle barbell which was in his PA piercing. With a bit of fiddling, his now soothed and still recovering cock was drawn into the tube part of the chastity device after Lily had placed a silky stocking over his cock. This when pulled through the front of the cage, stretched and shrank his cock enough to get it to the very end of the device, with the specially installed spikes now resting in a neat row behind the crown of his penis, right on a most sensitive region. Next this cage was locked to the ring behind his testes and finally, the pin which secured him inextricably at the front of the cage via his PA was inserted from underneath, until it filled him and poked out the eye of his cock. With a final turn of the key his once naughty and needy cock now belonged to the woman he loved more than anything else in the world.
When Lily removed the last of the coverings from his head, his vision soon returned. He watched as she placed the key in a vice, then lifted a hammer before saying, "This is the spare key, your copy, MY original is well hidden away and in a safe place, ready for when I choose to use it. No-one except myself knows where this original key is, so in the event of my passing, you know what that would mean. If I should die, your ability to ever get free will be very remote, so my final question for you my darling is.... How much do you love me? Should I use this hammer and forever destroy your only spare key?"
Tom looked over at his angel, his princess, his fiancée and in view of the camera, he nodded as he watched the hammer first rise into the air, then smash atop the key, rendering it useless forever more.
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