I stood frozen in shock. I was standing there, facing my wife wearing next to nothing, secured to a St. Andrew’s cross in the middle of a massive fetish party. Cheryl’s lover was caressing her helpless body and from the look on her face, she was intoxicated with the pleasure of it. She seemed far too distracted to take any notice of any of the group of people now watching, including myself. I realised as well that I was c...

I looked at the neon sign in the window of the shop and then over at Liam, not quite able to figure out what to say or ask. Liam just smiled at me. “Don’t worry, Crissy. Remember, these decisions are not your burden anymore,” he said. “Come with me.” He got out of the truck and I followed him inside the shop. He gave the receptionist his name and we were quickly ushered back into the studio. A very attractive and thorough...

Liam’s hands felt so good on my body as he freed me from the chains and cuffs and helped me up to my feet. He released the gag and slid it out of my mouth as I licked my lips and swallowed the built-up saliva. He used his remote control to lower the intensity of the plug’s vibrations inside me but not to stop them completely. “Your obedience reflects well on me, Crissy, and that will not be forgotten,” he said. “Th… thank...

As the hours passed I found myself getting more distracted and more teased. The plug was so big. The chastity device was so merciless. I couldn’t stop running my tongue over my swollen, sensitive lips. I squirmed and writhed in my office chair and looking through and editing the constant stream of images of my own use and depravity was not helping me either. It was getting near dinner time so I finally gave up on attempti...

Once I had washed my face of sprayed cum, I did a quick check of my outfit and then returned to the store. I took Ashley’s instruction about a potential backlog of customers. She welcomed me back eagerly and gave my lips a fresh glossy coat of colour, then turned me towards where there were already men waiting. “I think you’re going to like this one,” Ashley said. I looked up at the first man in line and smiled immediatel...

Morning arrived, and I couldn’t quite place the strange sensation I was feeling. It took me a few moments before I identified the sensation as a morning hard-on. The combination of having a plug in me with being uncaged was giving me the freedom to be physically aroused. It felt kind of strange that the occurrence was now so rare as to be surprising. I was almost afraid of it. The arousal felt good, but dangerous. It felt...

Liam pulled his truck into his driveway and got out of the truck as I did. He walked me over to my front door and didn’t speak until we were inside with the door closed behind us. “I’m proud of you, Crissy,” Liam said. “You are obedient and submissive and trusting. I’m sure that not knowing my plans for you can be unnerving at times. Your life is changing, your marriage is changing, and now even your body is changing. You...

Having removed my outfit from the afternoon, I went upstairs and took Lydia’s suggestion of indulging in a second shower for the day. I felt the sweat and use rise off me with the suds, but the feeling of the heavy load of cum inside me was impossible to get rid of, like the ache from the cage or the fullness from the plug. I re-dressed in my male clothes, thinking of them as a disguise as Lydia had suggested. It was true...

With the bra-full of jiggling breasts teasing me, every bit of online work was an erotic torment. I felt as if every person I was responding to would be able to tell that my humiliation was constantly deepening. By the time it was time to take a break for lunch, I was sure I’d made a dark stain in my panties from leaking. I was only halfway surprised to find that Lydia was still in the house, relaxing across the sofa in t...

The sun was just coming up when Liam dropped me off at home. He walked me to my door and gave me a soft kiss before he went off to his own house. Alone in the quiet house, it started to hit me just how tired I was. I went downstairs and stripped off every bit of my outfit, closing the door on the pile of clothes to be cleaned. I walked back upstairs naked with the cage locked onto me and the plug still sealing in Liam’s l...

I was quiet and lost in thought, walking beside Liam, my hand feeling very small in his. It wasn’t easy to take in what I’d just seen and how I had felt and been made to feel about it. Of course I had already known that Lydia and Cheryl were lovers, and I’d gotten some sense that she was taking on a submissive role, but to see her like that in front of those people was shocking. It was sinking in that perhaps she was more...

It was late and the city had taken on a different feel. As we drove in silence, I looked out the windows of the truck, seeing the dark empty streets occasionally punctuated with twinkling lights. Whenever we passed another car or saw people on the sidewalk, I felt incredibly aware of how I was dressed, and of how the plug was filling me. Liam was smiling, seeming to enjoy every moment of the late-night drive and now it wa...

With a gentle tug, I too was guided forward, crawling a bit forward until I felt the dildo slip from my ass, leaving me feeling that familiar empty sensation. In addition to having been allowed orgasm, my victory in this challenge seemed to put me above Jess in a sissy hierarchy. I was told to lie down on my back. “Jess,” Martin commanded, “use your mouth and tongue to clean up Crissy as best you can, then slurp up the li...

Cheryl seemed perhaps a bit embarrassed after her orgasm, reaching down to tug her tights up. I was a bit off balance as well, trying to think of what the implications might be of what had just happened. I had just gone down on my wife in front of my neighbour… a neighbour who just happened to be my wife’s lover. It had been something that her lover had orchestrated, in a way to actually make us feel closer to each other....

I was very aware of my chastity cage as I moved to the kitchen and poured us each a mug of coffee. I met her in the living room and set the mugs down. She had curled up on one end of the sofa, so I sat down on the other end, sharing it with her, but with some space between us. “What would you like to know?” I asked her. “I guess maybe the same rules apply? I want to know as much as you want to tell me,” she answered. I wa...