Locktober Surprise: Three Sissy Chastity Stories: A Sissy Chronicles Collection

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Just can’t get enough of being my sissy maid, can you? Wow, Brad. I knew you would like it, but not this much,” she replied to my suggestion. “Alright, Zoe can come more often but only if you agree to a few caveats.” If I thought I looked good before, I was damn right stunning now. I'd never in a million years dreamed I could look this good, but here I was, oozing with sexiness. If I didn't know, or my little cage wasn't visible, I'd have thought I was standing in front of a high-class hooker, not a mirror. Getting caught by my wife had been an idle fantasy of mine for years, but actively walking out to her dressed en femme really was making my heart beat triple time.

Carolyn smiled and nodded as she took my nightie and put it on me. She then helped me into my gown and slippers and then took my hand and led me from the room. We entered Aunt Mary's suite and Carolyn led me to the bed. The room was huge and had a huge four-poster bed against one wall. There were heavy velvet curtains, which could be drawn around the bed. At the foot of the bed there was an elaborate entertainment unit with TV, video and music players. Aunt Mary was not yet in the bedroom. Carolyn removed my slippers and gown and then helped me into the bed. I was in the middle of the huge bed. Carolyn went into the suite bathroom after passing me the TV guide and remote controls. She said she was to get changed herself and also help Aunt Mary. I began to grow uncomfortable as my felt my bladder fill up and Carolyn, taking notice asked, “Is there something wrong, sweetheart?” I finally got up the courage to tell my wife and her response amazed me. She just said that she knew that and it was fine with her. She loved what was inside and my feminine side was part of what she had always loved.

Forced Sissy Chastity: Absolutely Necessary?

My relief was short-lived as something else almost immediately pressed against me and began to slip inside. At least it wasn't cold and seemed to be slightly soft, rigid but with a soft surface. It was large and stretched my sphincter painfully but after a large part of it was inside me it seemed to reduce in diameter and as my tight sphincter slid down the smaller portion it actually pulled Yes, it does. Thank you." She eyed me up and down with disdain. "But it needs work. There's too much body hair," as a grin spread across her face. "He always wanted me smooth and bald, I think it must be good enough for Alice too. Let's go through to the bathroom."

I reluctantly left Aunt Mary's breast but was also excited at the same time by what was going to be done to me next. There was a desk in the room and I was lead to it by Carolyn. Carolyn said,”We will use this as your changing table”, after she put a blanket on the desk. I was helped up onto the desk after Carolyn removed my baby doll nightie. The room looked like a normal examining room but the table looked far from a normal examining table. I was used to seeing the stirrups on an examining table folded up and out of the way but these were not only up and ready for use they were much more elaborate than I had ever seen. They had long shiny steel troughs that the patient's calves would lie in and several heavy padded leather straps that obviously would hold someone's legs firmly in position. There were At Sissymarket.com, we understand that chastity cages are an integral part of the sissy lifestyle. Whether you're a beginner or an experienced sissy, our collection of chastity cages will help you maintain your chastity and stimulate your sissy desires. I asked my husband to make coffee for us. When he brought in the coffee, he nearly jumped out of the room. She took control right away and asked him to sit down and join us. She asked him questions about the cage and his intentions. She made it clear that he was not to interfere in her marriage in any way. There would be no sexual activity of any kind between them except related to the cage. She also made it clear that her husband did not approve and that my husband would have to respect his feelings and live with the outcome.Many women complain that chastity devices are fun when there is sex involved, such as when I am meeting my date and my husband is caged. It gets into both of our heads and creates a fun dynamic. But what about the rest of the week which is filled with work and commitments? We had some rules to remind ourselves of his role. For instance, I dressed first for work and he remained naked until I left the house. This gave him time to make my coffee, make the bed and do other household chores. The presence of the cage, made this routine a little more lively. He wore the cage to work, the gym, and walking the dog. Looking out to the car, the old priest smiled and waved to what appeared to him a pretty young girl. “Oh, I'm afraid that's not allowed; the academy is cloistered to women.” Still blushing, I took my seat, as Carolyn's eyes met Aunt Mary's and the two women shared a knowing smile. Ok, sure.” I wasn’t sure what toys she meant but it couldn’t be too bad – maybe a bigger butt plug or spanking with a bigger paddle? “What else?” I asked. I submitted so readily to be used for someone else's pleasure without even realizing that's what I was doing. And the more mortified I feel, the more I glide my painted nails across my smooth hips and thighs. The more I shake my ass in lingerie and post it on the internet. I worry I'm becoming the neediest of sluts and that it's all out of my control. It's like some foreign body has invaded my psyche making me more and more feminized as my body responds in unavoidable horror and delight.