The Perfect Chastity Belt?

The Perfect Chastity Belt?

part 2

He demanded to see what the key opened and I had dropped my pants just enough for him to see the front of the belt. He just stared at it for a few seconds before speaking. I could see his momentary confusion.

Brian: “Take your pants off. I want to see the whole thing.”

Me: “Just give me the key.”

Brian: “You are in no position to make demands. Drop them!”

I slumped and pulled my pants down.

Brian: “Strip. Take off everything.”

Me: “Come on. Just give me the key.”

He scowled at me and said: “I’ll see you next weekend. You’re not getting it until you show me the whole thing.”

As he turned to walk away, I quickly began to pull my clothes off and yelled: “Wait. Here it is. See?”

Brian turned around and looked.

Brian: “Turn around and bend over. I want to see all of it.”

I turned around but stood up straight. But when I looked back at him, he was walking away. I quickly bent over and yelled: “Here it is. See?”

Brian: “Too late dude. I’ll be back next weekend.”

Me: “Wait! Please!?”

He drove off. I just stood there in my doorway naked as he drove off. My shoulders slumped. I was so afraid but at least my mind was off my cock but it didn’t last long. It was over two weeks since I jacked off. It was another LONG week for me. My job was beginning to suffer too. I was so fucking horny, I sat around most of the time rubbing the crotch of my belt. I even tried hitting it with a hammer but it was no use. The woman that made it was an expert. As I thought of her, I decided to try and contact her but it was no use. The contact guy told me that she had already told me that she would not and could not help me. He laughed and said that I was an idiot to lose the key or give it to someone else.

It was another long week but I was so fucking horny that I simply decided that I would show him the belt so I could get my key back. It was another Saturday when I saw him pull into his mother’s driveway again. A couple of hours later, he knocked on my door.

Brian: “Well?”

I slumped, took off my clothes, turned around and bent over. I gave him a minute and stood back up.

Brian: “Nice. What’s with the screen over your ass? Isn’t that a little messy?”

Me: “That’s the way it was made. I had no choice. May I have the key now?”

Brian: “I tell you what. I will give you the key for $500.”

Me: “$500!? I don’t have that kind of money. Can I give you $100?”

Brian: “Well, ok.”

He followed me into the house and I dug $100 out of my wallet and gave it to him.

Me: “Now give me my key back.”

He laughed and said: “I said it will cost you $500. It was your idea to give me $100. I never said I would give you the key for ONLY $100. Where my $500?”

Me: “I have to go to the bank to get it. I’ll be back in an hour.”

Brian: “Next week, then. I have to go now. See you next Saturday.”

As he walked away, I yelled for him but he just ignored me. As he drove off, I banged my fists on the wall in frustration. I ran to the living room and began to hump the arm of my lounge chair. I was crazy with lust. I spent the next half hour humping the chair before finally giving up.

It was another week of hell and my work was suffering. This is NOT what I wanted at all. At least he was going to give me the key. It would cost me $500 but I would get it back. I was already thinking of some other way to satisfy my fantasy. All the ugly women at work were already looking gorgeous to me. I kept wondering what their pussies tasted like. Soon it was Saturday again and I took my usual position looking for his car to arrive. I had the $500 in my hand as I watched him go into his mother’s house. I cursed under my breath. I wanted those keys NOW! It was about two hours later when he knocked at my door again.

I shoved the money into his hand and said: “Here’s the money. Give me the key.”

Brian: “Thanks, dude.”

He quickly grabbed my wrists and pulled some hand cuffs out from his coat and cuffed me to the iron railing on the porch so my hands were behind my back. He took my belt key and stuck it in my mouth.

Brian: “There’s your key, dude. See ya later. Thanks for the money.”

As he was walking away, I yelled: “Untie my hands! What the hell is this!?”

He laughed and said: “I never said I would unlock you. I simply said I would return the key. Don’t worry. I have NO intention of leaving you here like this.”

I relaxed a little. I would finally get out of this belt.

Brian: “If I left you here, someone would eventually unlock you but I have a better idea. You will do what I tell you or I will lose this key so no one will ever find it.”

I snarled: “What do you want. I already gave you $500. I can’t afford any more money.”

Brian: “That’s OK. You will earn the money.”

He took the key and locked it in his car and returned.  He unlocked my hands and pulled me into the house. I had no chance to best him in a test of strength and I didn’t want to at this point anyway. He still had my key. He pushed me down to the floor and when I looked back at him, he had his very large cock out. It was over 7 inches long. He roughly grabbed my head and rammed his cock down my throat. He pulled out a little as I gagged and coughed.

Brian: “Suck it bitch. Your ass is now mine.”

He kept ramming his cock in and out of my mouth until he shot his load. It hit the back of my throat and I coughed and chocked it back out onto the floor. It tasted awful. I was not gay and had no intention of ever sucking a cock. I looked up at him but before I could speak he spoke to me.

Brian: “This is your life now, bitch. You will be taught to be the best cock sucker in the state. Come with me. We have some work to do.”

He let me get dressed and took me to the bank and closed all my accounts and took my money. I kept objecting but it just made him angry. He told me that if I kept being a little bitch about everything, he would not only lose the key but he would kick my ass. I kept quiet. Next we went and did all the paperwork to put my house and car in his name. It would take a few days but it was done. I stopped complaining and began to beg him to release me. He just slugged me in the stomach and laughed. I crumpled to the floor and kept coughing for over five minutes. He grabbed my collar and dragged me back to what used to be my car.

Brain: “We have one more stop, dude. You’re going to quit your job.”

Me: “How will I survive?? You took my car. Now you want me to quit my job??”

Brian: “Stop whining. II will let you live in MY house as long as you do as your told. Actually, you can leave anytime that you want to but you will never see that key again if you do. Decide now.”

I slumped and said: “I will stay.”

He just laughed as we drove to my job so I could quit. Now I had nothing. I had been stripped of my life in one day. As I walked back to the car, he said: “Strip!”

Me: “…but…someone might see…”

He slugged me again. As I crumpled to the ground, he walked around and opened the trunk. He stood over me and yelled: “I said STRIP!” I quickly took my clothes off and gave them to him. I saw him put my wallet and personal items in his pocket before he picked me up and threw me into the trunk of his new car. As shocked as I was, I was still horny as hell. It was over four weeks since I had cum. I reached down and began to rub the crotch of my belt and soon cursed the woman that made it. It was about a half hour later when the trunk opened and he pulled me out. I was home or at least what used to be my home. It was now his. I kept thinking that I should have just tried to survive with the belt on but now it was too late. I had nothing! I was no one.

He took me to the kitchen and threw all my ID into the sink and lit it all on fire and burned it so there was nothing left. I pleaded with him but he just slugged me again and told me to shut up. He sat down and waited for me to recover.

Brian: “We have one more little job to do. I know it’s been a busy day for you but this won’t take long.”

We spent the next couple of hours throwing away every bit of clothing that I had. He hogtied me and threw all my clothes away. I had no idea where he went but it didn’t matter. I couldn’t follow him anyway. All I could do is lay there and wait. It was about an hour later when he returned and untied me.

Brian: “He’s the deal. You are now my bitch and will do as your told. The key is in a safe place. Well, it is relatively safe. It is now sitting on a railroad track. A single train goes though each day at 6AM. I will go there each morning and move it until the train is past and then put it back on the track. This way you won’t get any funny ideas. No one knows where it is except me.”

Me: “How will I survive? How will I pay the bills?”

Brian: “Don’t worry. I will take care of all that and I will bring you food. Now stay here. I have work to do. I own a construction company and I have work to do over the weekend. There will be a few modifications to my home.”

Brian left and drove away. I could only wait. I was naked except for the belt so I couldn’t go anywhere. I lived just out of the city and he had my car keys. I wouldn’t anyway. I needed that key and the idea of it sitting on a train track scared the shit out of me. I sat around on the internet and watched TV all day.

It was about 9AM the next morning when he returned. He led me to the utility room on the basement and handcuffed me to a large sewer pipe. He left and closed the door behind him. I was locked up in a tiny dark room. I am not sure how much time had passed but I heard a lot of noise. It was pounding and sawing. There was obviously some type of construction going on. It was a long time later when the noise stopped and Brian returned. He had a couple of blankets, a bucket and a bottle of water. He also had a 6 foot chain that he used to chain me to the pipe. He reached around and threw some food scraps on the floor.

Brian: “This is your bedroom for a few days. I will be back in the morning. Don’t worry if I’m late. I am just moving your key.”

With that he laughed and closed the door, leaving me chained up and in the dark. I was hungry but I had no intention of eating scraps from the floor. I curled up in the blankets and just sat there until I fell asleep. I awoke to the construction noise again. I assumed it was morning. I couldn’t tell. I was already losing track of time but it felt like a few hours went by when he walked in and threw some more food scraps on the floor.

Brian: “Here’s breakfast, dude. I would suggest that you keep eating. I am almost finished so don’t worry. I have no intention of keeping you locked up down here. You are no good to me this way. I do need a good blow job before getting back to work. You need the practice anyway.”

With that, he dropped his pants and grabbed my head and ears and shoved his cock down my throat again. I just gagged again as he rammed his cock down my throat and fucked my mouth. It was a couple of minutes later when he stiffened up and rammed his cock all the way into my mouth. I was turning red and almost passing out when he suddenly pulled out and pushed me to the floor. I was gagging and coughing on his cum. It was spraying all over the floor and I was gasping for breath. It was gross. His cum tasted awful! He walked away and laughed.

Brian: “You need a lot more practice, dude but don’t worry. I will make you the best cock sucker in the state.”

The door slammed shut, leaving me still coughing and spitting out his cum. The construction started again. It appeared that they all took a lunch. I was certainly getting hungry and could still smell the food on the floor. It was mixed with my own piss smell from the bucket that I had used already. It was a few hours later when he returned.

Brian: “I’m not quite finished. We will be back tomorrow. Here’s some more water and food.”

He threw me another bottle of water and more food scraps onto the floor. He slammed the door on the way out. I was left in the dark again for the night. Just like yesterday, I awoke to the construction again. It went on for a few hours before it stopped again. Brian didn’t show up for another couple of hours but the noise was gone. Everything was quiet. I just sat there curled up in my blanket and waited, praying that he moved the key that morning. It was a couple hours later when he walked in. At least I assumed it was. I had NO idea what time it was.

He dropped his pants and walked over to me and grabbed my head again. I tried to pull away but he just back handed me across the face before ramming his cock down my throat again.

Brian growled: “Suck it, bitch or you will spend a long time down here!!”

I had no choice as he rammed his cock down my throat again. He pumped away as I was trying desperately to breath. It was just like the day before. I was seeing stars and on the edge of passing out when he stiffened up and shoved his cock full into my mouth. I felt his cum spatter all over the inside of my mouth but at this point, I couldn’t swallow or spit. He pulled out and left me coughing and gasping for breath as his cum sprayed out of my mouth.

Brian laughed and said: “It looks like you will need a lot of practice. Come on.”

He unlocked me and kicked me in the ass out the door. I was still catching my breath as I staggered up the stairs with him right behind me. I walked into the living room and looked around. My office was cleared out and there were several types of weird furniture and equipment of some kind but the most prominent thing was the windows and the doors. All the windows were replaced with the thick heavy unbreakable windows that they use on high skyscrapers. There were also heavy bars on all the windows. There was NO back door anymore and the front door was built like the door to a vault. There was one VERY HEAVY lock that required a key to open. There was a curious little opening on the door at about waist level. He spent a few minutes explaining my new home.

Brian: “Here is the deal, dude. This is your new home. You will never leave this building again. You are here for the sole purpose of entertaining me and earning a little pocket money for me.”

He pushed to the door and continued.

Brian: “You see that small opening? It is your special opening. I will only tell you once so pay attention or you will be punished and I don’t mean he basement. There are more severe punishments for you than that.”

I looked at the small opening and said: “I don’t understand. What is that for?”

Brian grinned and said: “Whenever you here the doorbell rings, you will come to the door and get on your knees. If you see a cock stick through that opening, you WILL suck it until it sprays cum down your throat.”

Me: “What if it’s someone else? AM I supposed to answer it?”

Brian: “Don’t bother trying. No one can open the door from either side without the key and the door is soundproof.”

Me: “I am not sucking cocks! You promised to give me the key.”

He balled up his fist and slugged me in the stomach again. I crumpled to the floor, coughing and choking. He gave me a kick in the head and waited. After a couple of minutes, he continued.

Brian: “You are a slow learner. You are here to entertain me and suck cock. If you don’t behave, I will drive you into the desert and leave you there.”

It was at that moment that the doorbell rang. I crawled to my knees and looked up at the door. The cover of the small opening slid open and someone’s cock came through. It was not as large as Brains cock but it was hard as a steel pole and the balls were very large.

Brian kicked me in the ass and yelled: “Get to it, bitch or I will forget to move that key tomorrow morning!! SUCK IT!!”

I slowly moved toward the strange cock but it was evident that I was not fast enough. Brian grabbed my head and forced open my mouth. He rammed my head so the cock was jammed down my throat just like his. I began to gag and couch again. He let my head go and as I pulled away, he hit me in the head again with the back of his fist. I fell to the floor.

Brian: “Get up there and suck!!! I don’t have all day to wait!!”

I was still moving slowly but he just watched this time. I slowly took the cock into my mouth. I winced. It was gross. I had no desire to suck a cock but at this point, I had no choice so I began to suck and lick it like a lollypop. It was clear that I had NO idea what I was doing and I was apparently moving too slow.

Brian: “Come on, bitch. I don’t have all day. In fact that train is due in an hour and I’m not leaving until he is satisfied and you have swallowed it all.”

I shuddered in fear at the thought of being locked up permanently and now I had nothing. I was a “non-person” at this point. I didn’t exist. I began to suck it harder and faster. Whoever he was, he was moving around a little but if he was making noise, I couldn’t hear him. I began to cry but kept sucking. Despite all that was happening, I hadn’t cum in a month. I was still so fucking horny I could explode. Soon the guy shot his load. At first I jerked back. It was a reflexive thing but the result was that his cum sprayed all over my face and the floor. Brian kicked me in the side as he yelled again.

Brian: “You are such a stupid person. Let me explain. A good cock sucker swallows everything without making a mess. Now clean up that mess. If the person is satisfied, he will knock once. If you did a crappy job, he will knock twice. This is for your benefit. If I get too many bad reports about you, you will be punished so I suggest that you learn how to suck a cock real fast!”

I began to get up but he just kicked me back to the floor.

Brian: “Not that way, you idiot! Lick it off the floor! NOW!”

I slowly leaned down and lick the cum off the floor as he just stood over me. When I was finished, the cock was gone.

Brian: “Good. Now stand up. I need to show you one more thing.”

He pointed to the ceiling and I noticed a small camera.

Brian: “I have this entire house wired with cameras. You will be watched. If you slack off or do something stupid like giving a hand job and not sucking the cocks dry, you will discover the true meaning of punishment. Do you understand!?”

Me: “Yes…yes. I understand.”

Brian laughed and said: “Smile, you’ll be on the internet for all to watch. Well, anyone that pays the monthly fee can watch. There are many ways that you will be earning money and this is one of them. Oh, one other thing, don’t even try to disable the cameras or I will let the train smash your precious key. The spare room is locked and you will stay out of it. It has a camera too incase you get foolish.”

Me: “What’s in the room?”

He laughed and said: “You will find out soon enough. Remember! When the doorbell rings and a cock sticks through that little opening, you had better suck it dry as if your life depended on it.”

Me: “What if I’m in the shower or the bathroom?”

Brian: “You will have 30 seconds to get your mouth on that cock. You shower time is between 9AM and 9:15AM. If your taking a shit or piss, that’s your problem. You will have 30 seconds or you will be punished. Do NOT underestimate my punishments. They will be long and painful.”

Me: “What about food?”

Brian: “I will bring you food once per week. You had better hope I don’t get into a car accident or something.”

With that, he laughed and left. I heard the door lock make a loud click as I watched him drive away. I glanced at the cameras as I went downstairs to clean up the little room that was my home for the last 3 days. I was wondering if anyone was watching me but it didn’t really matter. I couldn’t do anything about it anyway. There were so many things that could go wrong. What if he did get in an accident? What if he had a heart attack or something?

I was just finishing cleaning that little room when the doorbell rang. Fear gripped my heart as I ran up the stairs and saw another cock sticking through the door. I got down on my knees and slowly licked it a little bit. Suddenly there was two very loud knocks on the door. Apparently whoever it was wanted me to suck it harder and faster. I took it into my mouth and began to bob my head up and down the shaft as far as I could go. There was two more loud knocks. I wasn’t sure what to do. I was sucking and licking as hard and fast as I could. It was so gross but I had no choice. I treated it like going to the dentist. I kept trying as hard as I could. Finally he shot his load. I jerked back like before and got sprayed in the face and all over the floor. There were two loud bangs on the door as the cock pulled away and the little door closed. I was going to clean up the mess but when I glanced at the camera, I rubbed it off my face with my fingers and licked them clean. I knelt down and licked the floor clean too.

Just as I stood up, the phone rang. I looked at the phone and saw that it had no dial. It was for incoming calls only. It was Brian.

Brian: “That was a test you stupid son of a bitch! You will now be punished when I get finished with work today.”

Me: “…But…but I tried…”

Brian: “Shut the fuck up! Do you have any idea how frustrating it is to have you pull away just as the customer cums!!?? You not only DIDN’T satisfy him, you actually made him more frustrated. Now I will have to give him a double refund. You will learn the price of failure.”

With that, he slammed the phone down. I was afraid but I could do nothing. I kept wondering what type of punishment I was going to get. I just sat down and watched some TV. He took my internet away and my cable but I could still get the three major networks. It was an hour later when the doorbell rang again. I ran to the door and saw another cock sticking through the small opening. It was average size and thinker than normal but rock hard. I got down on my knees and once again began to suck and lick. I was still grossed out and I was concentrating on not repeating my mistake earlier. My jaw was getting tired but soon another load of cum was shot into my mouth. Like before I jerked but had enough presence of mind to keep sucking. His cum filled my mouth and squirted out onto the floor. Swallowing still grossed me out. The cock pulled away followed by two knocks on the door. I slumped in failure. The knocks were not loud and angry knocks like before but there was defiantly two knocks.

I looked down at the floor at the little spots of cum and sighed. It would appear that I would be swallowing the cum anyway. I glanced at the camera again and licked the floor clean. There were two more cocks that I sucked that day until Brian arrived. All the cocks I sucked received two knocks and Brian was angry. He didn’t even say anything. He slugged me in the stomach again and dragged me into the spare room where all the weird equipment was. He handcuffed me to some eye bolts in the ceiling so my feet were just off the floor. He blindfolded me and gagged me with a large ball gag. What happened next gave me hope. I heard a click and felt my belt being pulled off. My cock and ass were feeling fresh air for the first time in over a month. Next, he put a spreader bar on my ankles so my legs were spread wide open.

I suddenly let out a scream that would have been heard in Chicago if I didn’t have a gag in my mouth. Brian had hit me in the balls with something hard…a baseball bat or something like that. I screamed and tried to curl up to protect myself but I couldn’t. There was a second hit. The pain was incredible and I must have passed out. The next thing I felt was cold water in my face. I tried to speak but all that came out was muffled mumblings. Brain didn’t say anything. I felt something being attached to my balls. It felt like two small sticky things. The next thing I felt on my already aching balls was a jolt of electricity and I felt from head to toe. It felt like my balls were going to explode. Once again, I passed out. When I woke up, I was lying on the floor in the living room with my belt back on. The door to the spare room was once again closed and locked. My balls felt like they were run over by a car and electrocuted.  I plopped onto the couch and curled up into a ball. It couldn’t have been ten minutes when the doorbell rang…….