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...

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...

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...

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...

I ached, kneeling there, working to please and pleasure the fake cock while just above me I could feel and hear and smell the evidence of her pleasure. I was just the entertainment for her at that moment. As I was her floor show, it was also clear that I could not stop performing, and so I kept sucking and licking and servicing the toy, dressed like a cheap slut kneeling on the floor. My plugged ass teased me. I still fel...

Alone in the hotel room, dressed in this outfit that made me feel more sissy and slutty than being naked would have, I started to pace. More than once I lifted my wrist to check the time, only to be reminded that my watch had been taken along with my other possessions. I was just about to reach for the bag left on the corner of the bed, to see what Liam had left behind, when there was a knock on the door. Something close...

At last, Ashley returned to me and helped me back up onto my feet. I had to keep my head tilted back, thanks to the merciless gag still secured onto me. She smiled at me, seeing how close I was to drooling all over myself. She unbuckled the strap and then slowly and carefully helped to free the gag from my mouth. I had to open up a bit wider, just to get the ring past my teeth again, but then finally it was out. I swallow...

I felt foolish, trying to walk with any kind of grace on my high heels, holding a pink feather duster in my cuffed hands, as though I was just another retail employee, dusting the shelves and preparing for opening. My outfit made me feel more exposed and on display than wearing nothing at all would. My lips were tingling from whatever was in my lipstick and the fake tits in my bra jiggled and bounced with every movement....

I felt so completely helpless. Helpless in the grip of the cuffs and the cage, and helpless against my depraved hunger and lust. I felt the sensation of the lipstick on my lips as they closed tight around Liam’s stiffening cock, sliding up and down as my head bobbed. Without the use of my hands, I had to lean in and move with my body and head. My lips were tight around him, my tongue slid all around him, and my fake tits...

Part of me wanted to scream. I wanted to call out to Cheryl to tell her she didn’t have to do this, but of course she wasn’t doing any of this for me. I saw the look on her face as she squirmed, teased by the vibrator resting against her. She wanted Liam inside her more than perhaps she had ever wanted anything. While we both waited for what was to be next, the time moved so slowly. It was so surreal. My wife was bound on...

I sat down at my desk and powered up my computer. Once everything was up and going, I signed into my OnlyFans site. I was shocked by the numbers displayed on the dashboard landing site. My queued updates had been going out regularly, making the site an automated instrument of my humiliation and exposure. It was clearly resonating with some community, as I was now at a rather dizzying subscriber count of nearly a thousand....