CHASTITY SLAVE
CHASTITY SLAVE
LIFE IN CHASTITY
My wife, Jessica and I have been married for just over four years. I'm 38, she's
28. When we first met the attraction was as swift as it was intense. It was as
if we knew right away that we completed something deep in each other. For us it
has been an extremely intense, perverse, and sexually gratifying life together,
well, at least for Jessica.
Although we began to explore our sexual fantasies before we were married,
Jessica made it quite clear that once we were married there would be no more
fantasy, it would all become utterly real. And that the teasing games she liked
to play on me would no longer be a game, it would be for real, for as long as we
were married. She warned me that our sexual lifestyle would "Go beyond your
wildest dreams and nightmares."
I couldn't wait to marry her.
My attraction to Jessica has always been fierce. She has this undercurrent of
bitchy, girlish, petulant seductiveness that has always captivated me. Jessica
looks a lot like the actress Selma Hayek. She has straight brown hair cut
stylishly that falls just below her shoulders. Her face has small features, nice
cheekbones and a nose that looks as if carved by a sculptor. Her lips are pouty
and they are very expressive. She is 5'4", slim, curvaceous, with full breasts
and an exceptionally beautiful ass. Even her feet are attractive, a petite size
7, her toenails always meticulously painted.
On the first night of our honeymoon, lying regally down on the bed next to me
Jessica laid down the rules. "Don't worry, in fairness to you, the rules of our
marriage will be quite simple to follow. I'll only require five simple things of
you. And the first one is very simple to understand. Number one, you are not
allowed to cum, period. This one is a little more complicated. Number two, you
will only be allowed to have intercourse with me once a year, and then only for
fifteen minutes. Number four, I will have the right to as many lovers as I wish,
to sleep with them as often as I wish, while you will have no other sexual
partner but me, albeit in your limited capacity as my lover. Number four, to
make sure you don't cum when I'm not around you are to wear this chastity
device, a kind of cage for your cock called a bird cage that will prevent
intercourse, masturbation and even erections. And finally number five, I reserve
the right to change the rules or to add new ones without your consent."
Jessica then handed me the bird cage and showed me how it worked and then placed
it on me. As she locked it on my cock Jessica kissed me passionately on the
mouth and said "This marriage is going to be so much fun, at least for me!"
Well, rule number two hasn't worked out as planned. I have yet to once be
permitted sexual intercourse with Jessica. Although according to the rules, I
should by now have four experiences of being inside her that's not how its
worked out.
For some reason, every time that it's the night that I'm allowed to fuck her
something always goes wrong at the last possible moment. Somehow I'm always left
not being allowed to enter Jessica and always left being made to kiss her ass.
Always just as I'm about to put my cock inside her something happens to deny me
my one sexually satisfying experience per year. And satisfying only for the
sensation. Because I'm still not allowed to cum, no matter what.
As for the bird cage, you kind of get used to it after awhile. Fortunately you
can't see it on me when I'm wearing street clothes. Jessica makes me wear it 24
hours a day seven days a week except for when she wants to cock tease me more
completely.
Jessica takes it off me when she wants to bring me to the brink of sexual
gratification and then leave me totally frustrated. Which she likes to do a lot.
In fact it would be fair to say that sexually exciting me and then sadistically
frustrating me is at the very core of our marriage. It is the foundation from
which all sexual behavior arises in Jessica. Or, rather, I should say it is the
foundation from which all sexual behavior toward me arises in her. Jessica has
many male lovers with whom she carries on an extravagantly indulgent sexual
style. Jessica cums all the time as do her lovers. Jessica frequently comes home
and makes me eat out her pussy that is filled with the semen of her lovers. To
both humiliate me and to demonstrate how she lets other men have their sexual
release.
But with me, her husband, it's different. With me it's all about sexually
frustrating me. With me nothing excites and pleases Jessica more than to find
new and more cruel ways to frustrate me. To bring me to the brink of release and
then to deny me. At which point she usually becomes quite tender with me. In
some ways, Jessica is quite loving with me. And if you were to witness only the
after-play, the moments following Jessica's sadistic and humiliating treatment
of me you would witness a very loving and tender wife with her adoring husband.
But this is deceiving. For the only times Jessica is tender with me are
following her excruciating sexual teasing of me.
It's as if she has a deep need to have someone she can degrade and mistreat with
whom she can then feel totally safe and secure and loving and tender with. With
her other lovers she simply has sex that is physically satisfying. And a lot of
it.
But why she bothers with me at all is that I provide some kind of profound
emotional cathartic release for her. That's a nice way of saying she has found
someone foolish enough to put up with her sadistic manipulations. She has told
me many times that it is my bad luck that she found me. Someone who knows how to
manipulate and disappoint me all the time. And that's what she does. And I keep
putting up with it.
For some reason I am hypnotized by her. Though any sane man would leave her in a
second I find myself enthralled and enslaved by her. As painful and frustrating
as it is to be with her, there is some kind of power she has over me. Something
that makes it all worthwhile.
So, this year, being as it's been four years since I've been able to have sex
with her, I am particularly eager to have sex with my beautiful and very sexy
wife. And particularly worried that somehow, at the very last minute, something
will come up that will delay our having sex for yet another year.
Jessica has now called me into the bedroom.
Jessica is lying naked on her back on top of our bed. She is wearing a fresh
coat of dark red lipstick and is wearing her four inch black stiletto pumps and
is pointing at her pussy.
"Well, I guess you know what night it is. It's that time of the year. Time for
your fifteen minutes of pleasure. You've certainly earned it. When was the last
time you got to feel my pussy wrapped around your cock?"
"It was August 28, 1994."
"Hmm. That was before we got married."
I notice Jessica begins fingering her clit in a slow, circular motion.
"Why, that's over four years ago! My how the time flies. At least for me it
does. But then the last time I had a cock in my pussy was last night. And the
last time you've been in my pussy was four years ago, so, I guess it's not
exactly the same. You've got to admit it's pretty ironic. Here you marry this
totally sexy woman who let you have unlimited sexual access to her before you
got married and now that you're married to her she totally denies you any sexual
pleasure. That's what you get for marrying a bitch, I guess. Can't say I didn't
warn you."
Now Jessica's fingering of her clit has picked up speed and she is rubbing
herself with greater intensity and speed.
"And now look how things have turned out for you. You're married to this totally
hot woman who denies you the one thing she gives out freely to other men, and
who totally dominates you and to whom you never, ever, can resist her bitchiness
in any way."
I can see Jessica's pussy is now glistening with her pussy juice. Her lips look
engorged and moist as she continues rubbing herself. As if everything she is
saying to me is getting her hotter and hotter.
Jessica motions me to come over to where she is lying down. She places her hands
on my bird cage. She begins fingering my cock inside the cage. I instantly erect
as much as the cage will allow me, which is about two inches.
"Well that doesn't look too comfortable. I guess this being your big night and
all I should let you out of that cruel device I make you wear all the time."
Jessica bends down and talks as if she is addressing my cock in baby talk.
"Little penis must be so miserable all locked up in there. Would you like to
come out and play inside my juicy, soft and wet pussy? Would you? My pussy is so
ready for you now, finally. I hope you remember this night for a long time
little penis." And as she says "little penis" she unlocks the cage with her key
that she wears around her necklace that she always wears.
She removes the cage and fondles my cock for a minute.
She turns to me and says "I hope you still remember how to fuck a woman! It's
been so long, maybe you've forgotten how to penetrate a woman's pussy. Maybe
you've even forgotten how to cum! Of course, maybe it's like bicycle riding and
you never forget. We'll too bad we won't be able to test that out now will we?"
"Let's see, it's not been one but four whole years since you've been inside me.
You must be so horny by now. And it's also been over four years since I've
allowed you to cum at all! God, I'm so horny and I just came last night! Poor
baby, you must be even hornier than I am! I'm sure glad I'm not you!"
Jessica gives me an order. "Take off my shoes and start kissing my feet."
I start kissing her beautiful size seven feet. All the while Jessica continues
to play with herself.
"Hmm. I'm just getting ready for you big boy. Tonight is hubby's big night,
isn't it! First time having sex with his wife, ever! Well, don't get too anxious
about it, after all, sex between a husband and wife is a beautiful, natural part
of marriage. And sometimes the first time you do it, it isn't even that good.
But don't worry, you'll get another chance next year I'm sure." Jessica starts
to giggle.
By now Jessica's pussy is sopping wet. And my cock is swollen and throbbing with
expectation of imminent penetration.
"I want to be nice and juicy for you. Since you won't get another chance to fuck
me for another year I really want this to be a memorable experience for you.
Poor baby has had to wait four long years for this. I so want you to be fully
satisfied after all these frustrating delays you've had to endure. And you've
been so understanding. You've been so patient."
Jessica is really getting into her masturbation. I am getting hotter and hotter
watching her stroke herself. Although she had said that this was all in
preparation for our fucking she seems now to be more concerned with her own
pleasure than with mine. She seems to be getting dangerously close to cuming. I
start to get nervous watching this because I know two things about Jessica when
she cums. And that is that when Jessica cums s she loses all interest in sex for
a while and she also becomes extremely bitchy.
"You better hope that I don't accidentally cum before you're inside me."
"Why is that?"
"Because, let's just say, it won't exactly help your cause..."
I begin more passionately kissing Jessica's feet in the hopes that it will make
her more merciful. I take her left foot in my hands and begin kissing it more
tenderly. Unfortunately, this seems to have the opposite effect from the one I
wanted. As Jessica's eyes and mine lock with her witnessing my submission to her
request to kiss her feet, Jessica's face twists into a haughty sneer.
And at that exact moment Jessica begins to have a very intense orgasm.
I just watch as Jessica screams out in delight as she has a wild and lengthy
orgasm. Her hips buck as she seems to be flooded in ecstasy.
After a few minutes Jessica says "Mmm. That was such a great orgasm my toes are
tingling." Jessica continues to moan softly in the afterglow of her orgasm. All
the while I still am holding her beautiful foot, still kissing it, my penis
swollen, throbbing and erect, eagerly awaiting her command to begin fucking her.
Jessica opens her eyes and looks into mine. Her facial expression can only be
described as a condescending smirk.
"I was just getting ready for you and then when you started kissing my foot like
that I couldn't resist it any more. What a shame for you! But you can keep
kissing my foot for awhile if you want to." Jessica begins to giggle again. | 
