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Forever
It was the weekend before her birthday. They were having
breakfast out on the patio since it was a beautiful if slightly chill
morning. He smiled at her over his coffee. "What would you like for
your birthday, my love?"
She looked down, blushing slightly. She had been thinking
about this for weeks, ever since she decided he was the one for her
and that she really wanted nothing better than to please him. She
finally looked up at him and smiled shyly, "I want to be yours.
Utterly and completely."
His playful smile vanished briefly to be replaced by a more
serious but no less amused one. "Really now? And how can I be sure of
your utter and complete devotion, hmmm?"
She blushed furiously under his gaze but held her eyes steady.
"I'll do anything you like."
He nodded contemplatively. He finally looked up again and said
"I tell you what, your birthday is later this week. Think about this
between now and then - if you truly believe you can serve me, then
your test will be this: I will have you wear a chastity belt from the
night of your birthday onwards. On your next birthday, we will see if
you're still as willing to be mine. You will wear it always, and I
will have the only key. I will put the key in my safety deposit box,
and if you ever decide to change your mind, you will tell me the night
before, I will get the key for you, unlock you, and you'll be free to
do as you please."
Her jaw dropped and she squeaked "One full year? But..."
"You said _anything_" he interrupted.
She sat silent, a stunned expression on her face. Finally she
just nodded and continued with her breakfast. After breakfast he took
her into the bedroom and made passionate love to her the rest of the
day...
* * *
The morning of her birthday arrived without fanfare. It was
raining outside. She stretched languidly. "This is the big day" she
thought to herself. It was a difficult decision, but she had made up
her mind to do it, to submit completely to his whim.
He arrived in the bedroom with a breakfast tray, a lit candle
sticking out of the stack of pancakes he had made her. She smiled and
blew it out, making a wish. She smiled at him. "Ready for your
present?" he asked her. She nodded. He handed her a box wrapped in
festive paper with a large bow made with three different colours of
ribbon. She shook the box but couldn't tell what it was. He merely
smiled enigmatically when she looked up at him, hoping for a hint.
"Open it." is all he said.
She started unwrapping it and then paused. "I wanted to tell
you, before I open this, I... um..." she blushed, unable to continue
for a moment, "I want to be yours, and I will do as you asked."
He smiled quietly and said nothing. She continued unwrapping
the box and opened it. Inside was a chastity belt, wide at the waist,
a band that wrapped around and would fit between her legs, leaving
barely enough room to use the bathroom she thought, a small but very
secure looking padlock on the flap joining the parts together. Her
eyes went wide and she looked at him in surprise. "I knew," he said,
smiling quietly at her. She grabbed him and kissed him passionately,
tears flowing from her eyes, afraid and completely sure all at once.
The breakfast tray sat unattended, the food cooling as the sounds of
their passion echoed from the walls...
That evening, he took her to the theatre. They looked fabulous
together, he all dressed up in his best suit, silk tie, rose in his
boutoniere. She drew lots of looks in her crushed velvet dress of dark
burgundy, hugging her curves perfectly. They had a late dinner
afterwards, candlelight and fine wine. They came home. She was nervous
by the time they got there, but he was quiet and very reassuring.
He took her in his arms and carried her up the stair into the
bedroom. He stripped her slowly, unwrapping her like a delicate piece
of crystal, his mouth hot on her skin, overwhelming her with
passionate lust. She nearly tore his clothes from him and pulled him
down onto the bed. "Take me" she whispered at him. He slipped into her
and she cried out over and over again, instantly, orgasms tearing
through her incessantly.
Afterwards, she lay against his chest, curled up. Her eyes
were fixed on her chastity belt hanging on the bedpost. "Are you
absolutely certain?" he asked her. She nodded and then whispered
"yes." Softly. Quietly.
He reached up and took it in his hand. She flinched and
whimpered as she felt the cool belt touch her skin and fit snugly into
place. She heard the snap of the lock as it clicked shut. Her eyes
closed and she shivered against him, trembling, tears on her face,
happier than she had ever been in her life. His.
* * *
The next day she took a shower with the belt on. It felt very
strange, very alien. Going to the bathroom was difficult, but she
managed. She knew she would have to be careful. That night she came
home and he kissed her. She felt her urges more strongly now that she
couldn't fulfill them. She kneeled before him and took him into her
mouth eagerly, hoping she could come from pleasing him. She felt so
aroused, so wet, but couldn't get over the edge.
A week passed. She became more and more used to the belt. She
knew how to dress to hide the lock. The bathroom was not a problem
anymore. She still hadn't been able to orgasm with the belt on. It was
flat and smooth enough on the inside so that she couldn't rub her clit
against it, and reached far enough down that she couldn't get her
fingers underneath. Her vibrator was to no avail either, the belt was
just too thick to transmit it. He smiled every time she tried to
convince him she wanted to go through with it, but couldn't he just
unlock her five minutes a day so she could come...?
The first month went by. She was still trying to get used to
the constant buzzing between her thighs, her constant desire, denied.
He came home that night with a large bouquet of orchids for her, and
had brought in a fancy dinner from their favourite restaurant. "One
month anniversary darling!" he smiled as he waltzed in the door. She
smiled and kissed him lingeringly. "I have a surprise for you tonight"
he said, but wouldn't hint any further. She sat squirming through
dinner, wondering what the surprise was. He took her upstairs
afterwards. He stripped her down to her belt and his favourite pair of
heels. He bent her over the bed. His fingers slipped between her
cheeks and onto her anus. She gasped and pushed back against his
fingers, yearning for any penetration at all, even there. She had
resisted him for months, not wanting to try it, but now she craved it
instantly, anything to have him inside her. He gently fingered her
until she was well relaxed and loose for him. She whimpered and moaned
as he finally entered her, pressing back against him greedily. She was
wet. She could feel her pussy throb. He made love to her for hours,
filling her tight hole again and again. She was so close she felt like
crying, and finally, did, as orgasm again eluded her.
Another month passed. And another. She was getting used to the
near orgasms he gave her when he penetrated her ass. She was even
beginning to crave it, despite being frustrated to tears at the end of
it. She felt completely owned and submissive, her tears flowing freely
onto his chest afterwards, his soothing words in her ear, his strong
arms stroking and calming her.
After six months had gone by, she was only now beginning to
understand. Every morning now she woke him by slipping down to his
wonderful warm cock and tasting him as he filled her mouth. Every night
now she begged him to take her ass. She felt so utterly his. She knew
the next six months would be the hardest she had ever passed in her
life.
* * *
It was the weekend before her birthday. They were having
breakfast out on the patio since it was a beautiful if slightly chill
morning. He smiled at her over his coffee. "What would you like for
your birthday my love?"
She looked down, blushing. She finally looked up at him and
spoke softly, biting her lower lip. "I want remain yours. Utterly and
completely. Forever." He nodded. Then smiled.
The morning of her birthday arrived. She awoke first again and
was already wet with anticipation of that evening. She greedily sucked
him until he awoke and swallowed everything he had to give. She then
dragged him into the shower and did it to him again. He moaned in
delight at her passion.
In the evening, he took her out to dinner, their favourite
restaurant. A play she had been desperately wanting to see, but had
been sold out when she phoned for tickets. She didn't know how he
managed to get some, but they had fabulous seats. It was a perfect
evening.
He carried her to the bedroom when they got home. He slowly
stripped her again, just like the year before. He placed her gently on
the bed. He stood up and left the room. He returned, a glass of water
on a tray with the key next to it. He stood by the dresser and looked
at her.
"You're absolutely certain? Mine forever? That's what you
want?" He looked at her with his soul searching eyes.
"Yes! YES! Yours, yours forever!"
He took the key. Dropped it into the glass. Her mouth dropped
open as she saw bubbles forming around key. Acid. Dissolving it. Her
chest tightened. Tears flowed down her face and she sobbed as he took
her the way had been for the past eleven months. Her pussy on fire.
Unable to come.
She knew.
She understood.
His forever.
It was the weekend before her birthday. They were having
breakfast out on the patio since it was a beautiful if slightly chill
morning. He smiled at her over his coffee. "What would you like for
your birthday, my love?"
She looked down, blushing slightly. She had been thinking
about this for weeks, ever since she decided he was the one for her
and that she really wanted nothing better than to please him. She
finally looked up at him and smiled shyly, "I want to be yours.
Utterly and completely."
His playful smile vanished briefly to be replaced by a more
serious but no less amused one. "Really now? And how can I be sure of
your utter and complete devotion, hmmm?"
She blushed furiously under his gaze but held her eyes steady.
"I'll do anything you like."
He nodded contemplatively. He finally looked up again and said
"I tell you what, your birthday is later this week. Think about this
between now and then - if you truly believe you can serve me, then
your test will be this: I will have you wear a chastity belt from the
night of your birthday onwards. On your next birthday, we will see if
you're still as willing to be mine. You will wear it always, and I
will have the only key. I will put the key in my safety deposit box,
and if you ever decide to change your mind, you will tell me the night
before, I will get the key for you, unlock you, and you'll be free to
do as you please."
Her jaw dropped and she squeaked "One full year? But..."
"You said _anything_" he interrupted.
She sat silent, a stunned expression on her face. Finally she
just nodded and continued with her breakfast. After breakfast he took
her into the bedroom and made passionate love to her the rest of the
day...
* * *
The morning of her birthday arrived without fanfare. It was
raining outside. She stretched languidly. "This is the big day" she
thought to herself. It was a difficult decision, but she had made up
her mind to do it, to submit completely to his whim.
He arrived in the bedroom with a breakfast tray, a lit candle
sticking out of the stack of pancakes he had made her. She smiled and
blew it out, making a wish. She smiled at him. "Ready for your
present?" he asked her. She nodded. He handed her a box wrapped in
festive paper with a large bow made with three different colours of
ribbon. She shook the box but couldn't tell what it was. He merely
smiled enigmatically when she looked up at him, hoping for a hint.
"Open it." is all he said.
She started unwrapping it and then paused. "I wanted to tell
you, before I open this, I... um..." she blushed, unable to continue
for a moment, "I want to be yours, and I will do as you asked."
He smiled quietly and said nothing. She continued unwrapping
the box and opened it. Inside was a chastity belt, wide at the waist,
a band that wrapped around and would fit between her legs, leaving
barely enough room to use the bathroom she thought, a small but very
secure looking padlock on the flap joining the parts together. Her
eyes went wide and she looked at him in surprise. "I knew," he said,
smiling quietly at her. She grabbed him and kissed him passionately,
tears flowing from her eyes, afraid and completely sure all at once.
The breakfast tray sat unattended, the food cooling as the sounds of
their passion echoed from the walls...
That evening, he took her to the theatre. They looked fabulous
together, he all dressed up in his best suit, silk tie, rose in his
boutoniere. She drew lots of looks in her crushed velvet dress of dark
burgundy, hugging her curves perfectly. They had a late dinner
afterwards, candlelight and fine wine. They came home. She was nervous
by the time they got there, but he was quiet and very reassuring.
He took her in his arms and carried her up the stair into the
bedroom. He stripped her slowly, unwrapping her like a delicate piece
of crystal, his mouth hot on her skin, overwhelming her with
passionate lust. She nearly tore his clothes from him and pulled him
down onto the bed. "Take me" she whispered at him. He slipped into her
and she cried out over and over again, instantly, orgasms tearing
through her incessantly.
Afterwards, she lay against his chest, curled up. Her eyes
were fixed on her chastity belt hanging on the bedpost. "Are you
absolutely certain?" he asked her. She nodded and then whispered
"yes." Softly. Quietly.
He reached up and took it in his hand. She flinched and
whimpered as she felt the cool belt touch her skin and fit snugly into
place. She heard the snap of the lock as it clicked shut. Her eyes
closed and she shivered against him, trembling, tears on her face,
happier than she had ever been in her life. His.
* * *
The next day she took a shower with the belt on. It felt very
strange, very alien. Going to the bathroom was difficult, but she
managed. She knew she would have to be careful. That night she came
home and he kissed her. She felt her urges more strongly now that she
couldn't fulfill them. She kneeled before him and took him into her
mouth eagerly, hoping she could come from pleasing him. She felt so
aroused, so wet, but couldn't get over the edge.
A week passed. She became more and more used to the belt. She
knew how to dress to hide the lock. The bathroom was not a problem
anymore. She still hadn't been able to orgasm with the belt on. It was
flat and smooth enough on the inside so that she couldn't rub her clit
against it, and reached far enough down that she couldn't get her
fingers underneath. Her vibrator was to no avail either, the belt was
just too thick to transmit it. He smiled every time she tried to
convince him she wanted to go through with it, but couldn't he just
unlock her five minutes a day so she could come...?
The first month went by. She was still trying to get used to
the constant buzzing between her thighs, her constant desire, denied.
He came home that night with a large bouquet of orchids for her, and
had brought in a fancy dinner from their favourite restaurant. "One
month anniversary darling!" he smiled as he waltzed in the door. She
smiled and kissed him lingeringly. "I have a surprise for you tonight"
he said, but wouldn't hint any further. She sat squirming through
dinner, wondering what the surprise was. He took her upstairs
afterwards. He stripped her down to her belt and his favourite pair of
heels. He bent her over the bed. His fingers slipped between her
cheeks and onto her anus. She gasped and pushed back against his
fingers, yearning for any penetration at all, even there. She had
resisted him for months, not wanting to try it, but now she craved it
instantly, anything to have him inside her. He gently fingered her
until she was well relaxed and loose for him. She whimpered and moaned
as he finally entered her, pressing back against him greedily. She was
wet. She could feel her pussy throb. He made love to her for hours,
filling her tight hole again and again. She was so close she felt like
crying, and finally, did, as orgasm again eluded her.
Another month passed. And another. She was getting used to the
near orgasms he gave her when he penetrated her ass. She was even
beginning to crave it, despite being frustrated to tears at the end of
it. She felt completely owned and submissive, her tears flowing freely
onto his chest afterwards, his soothing words in her ear, his strong
arms stroking and calming her.
After six months had gone by, she was only now beginning to
understand. Every morning now she woke him by slipping down to his
wonderful warm cock and tasting him as he filled her mouth. Every night
now she begged him to take her ass. She felt so utterly his. She knew
the next six months would be the hardest she had ever passed in her
life.
* * *
It was the weekend before her birthday. They were having
breakfast out on the patio since it was a beautiful if slightly chill
morning. He smiled at her over his coffee. "What would you like for
your birthday my love?"
She looked down, blushing. She finally looked up at him and
spoke softly, biting her lower lip. "I want remain yours. Utterly and
completely. Forever." He nodded. Then smiled.
The morning of her birthday arrived. She awoke first again and
was already wet with anticipation of that evening. She greedily sucked
him until he awoke and swallowed everything he had to give. She then
dragged him into the shower and did it to him again. He moaned in
delight at her passion.
In the evening, he took her out to dinner, their favourite
restaurant. A play she had been desperately wanting to see, but had
been sold out when she phoned for tickets. She didn't know how he
managed to get some, but they had fabulous seats. It was a perfect
evening.
He carried her to the bedroom when they got home. He slowly
stripped her again, just like the year before. He placed her gently on
the bed. He stood up and left the room. He returned, a glass of water
on a tray with the key next to it. He stood by the dresser and looked
at her.
"You're absolutely certain? Mine forever? That's what you
want?" He looked at her with his soul searching eyes.
"Yes! YES! Yours, yours forever!"
He took the key. Dropped it into the glass. Her mouth dropped
open as she saw bubbles forming around key. Acid. Dissolving it. Her
chest tightened. Tears flowed down her face and she sobbed as he took
her the way had been for the past eleven months. Her pussy on fire.
Unable to come.
She knew.
She understood.
His forever.
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