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The Stories of Ted and Celeste

TED AND CELESTE.

He came into the room, and there she was-sitting in the armchair, dressedin God, what would you call it? It was a silk teddy that started as a tubetop, leaving her shoulders bare, and swelling over her 36DD's, it dropped tojust over her thighs, and of course her legs were crossed, in nylons, and shewas wearing her black heels. You couldn't quite see her "privates" Tor A-but the outlines were quite provocative. Her thick, dark hair spilledover her shoulders, and her nails and lips were a bright red...

She smiled at him. "Well, it's time, I guess." Her North Carolinatones tinkled. He nodded. "Yes Ma'am, I hope it is...If I've earned it." Celestechuckled. Ted was so funny, he really was. She'd barely remembered the pleasantnerd-y guy who'd helped her with trig homework back in Urbana High, but therehe'd been, at the mall.

"D-do you want to have dinner?" Ted was so nervous, just like inthe halls, when Celeste's boyfriend Mike and the other jocks would nudge himout of the way, gently, when they were trying to get Cel to cut afternoon schoolto drink with them on the lawn. They wouldn't bully him-but Ted was easy tojust sort of shove off. But, divorced and with a daughter at 35, Celeste hadbeen gratified to be spoiled a bit by Ted, now an accountant. "All right,Teddy." Celeste waved her hand at him.

"Let's take it off...I guess you've been a good boy." Ted nodded "Thankyou so much, ma'am." He began taking off his sad, plaid short-sleevedshirt, and then dropped his khakis. "Wait, honey." Celeste said. "What?" Tedlooked alarmed. Was she going to change her mind? "Go get me a beer. No,don't pull them up, just shuffle (giggle) like that into the kitchen." Tedstumbled off to the kitchen, pants around his knees.

God, what a sweet guy Ted was. All Celeste had to do was dress sexily andrub her fingers along his neck or give a peck on the cheek now and then, andTed looked after her completely-the house was immaculate, she never had towash a glass, and he gave Cel massages, pampered her with breakfast in bedbefore he went to the office, and bought her almost daily presents, and didn'tcall home from work except at three in the afternoon-his stipulated time thatshe'd talk sexy to him-and that way Celeste had time for daytime "company".She still had a weakness for unfeeling jock-types.

And, after all, Ted had never even seen her in the nude...just in clingingpink cashmere sweaters and tiny miniskirts or skintight white t-shirts andjeans that apparently had been painted on. She loved giving Ted big hugs inthose shirts! Just rubbed up against him. She looked at Ted now. He was standingbefore her with the beer, and now he was naked except for his weird belt, withthe pouch over his pee-pee.

"Thank you dear" Celeste said, taking the beer from Teddy and kissinghis ear. There was a slight stain of lip gloss on the lobe when she gentlypushed him back. Despite the toughness of the plastic on the pouch of the belt,it was bumping a little bit, which meant that Teddy had a boner. "Areyou in pain, baby?" Celeste asked Ted sympathetically, as she rubbed hischest with her fingers. "Well, ma'am...the pouch is awfully small." Tedreplied, trying to think of football or something.

The pouch was vibrating, and to Celeste it looked rather like a Mexican jumpingbean, like her brother had brought her from the World's Fair. "Well, baby,I didn't buy it for you." Ted smiled ruefully. After about five dates,Celeste had been wondering why Ted hadn't persisted in sleeping with her. Henecked like a madman, and she could tell his wee-wee was hard most of the time,though she was hard-pressed to get excited about this. If he didn't want tosleep with her yet, she could live without it.

The dinners and presents were great, and good-for-nothing Travis could dropby after Ted had gone home. But then when Celeste had been laid off from thecosmetics counter at Neiman-Marcus, Ted had invited her to become a "roommate" withhim. "Rent-free, Celeste." He'd given her the master bedroom in hishouse, and he'd moved to a small room down the hall, which had once been usedfor a housemaid, or something. "And-and you can work for me, too. I needsomeone to you know, manage things."

After about a week of living rent-free, with a higher salary than she'd gottenat Neiman-Mark-up, and "managing" the house, which didn't seem tomean much, as Ted had a cleaning lady and was a gourmet cook-besides Travisvisiting, Celeste was really catching up on "One Life to Live" andher other TV stories-he'd showed her the belt. Now, Ted looked expectant, andrather desperate, she thought.

He kept looking down at the thumping pouch, and looking back at her, as shecalmly sipped her beer and pretended to look out of the window. "You know,Teddy, you've got to re-plant those zinnias." Celeste leaned over. Tedshuffled his feet, and tried to re-adjust the belt. It was hurting, obviously. "Yousee, I masturbate all the time when I'm around you."he'd told Cel twenty-sevenmonths ago. "I know I'm not good enough to sleep with you-" newsto Celeste "-But I really shouldn't be pleasuring myself all the time."

He'd been watching the cleavage behind her tank-top when he'd delivered thisspeech, along with breakfast to her bed. "Unless-unless I've earned itby pleasing you, Miss Celeste." Jesus, hadn't even gotten a blowjob fromher, and he CONSTANTLY pampered her...but it wasn't enough. But Celeste couldadjust... "Ma'am...about the belt." Ted interrupted Celeste's horticulturalmusings. "And the azaleas they're in sad shape."

Celeste ignored the hint. "Yes, we'll get them this weekend, I promise,Miss Celeste. But-" "But Teddy, I thought you were getting togetherwith your cousin and his friends for a football party." Celeste lookedat Ted, and hid her mouth in one manicured hand. "I tell you what-whydon't you get dressed and we'll go out and do it now? I can take off this sillything." Celeste pulled at the silk deprecatingly, "And put on someoveralls. I -" "NO-no, please don't change your clothes...I likethat thing"

Ted's face was beet red. Naked except for the chastity belt, he was embarrassedto refer to the brief silk garment that went just above Celeste's breasts,and ended at the top of her thighs. "I'll skip the football party, MissCeleste, really. But-can you take off the belt?" His eyes were pleading,and the pouch still thumped. Cel stared at it..the poor thing. He'd not gottena release for thirty days, and the belt was on all the time, except for theweek before, when they'd gone to Tiffany's.

Celeste had put Ted in very loose, thin cotton sweatpants with no underwear,and taken him through the Tiffany's store, looking at all the gems and givingpoor Ted surreptitious rubs on his neglected groin until the entire crotchof the sweatpants were wet, and other customers were looking at poor Ted contemptuously,but he was so HORNY...and he'd ended up buying her a two thousand dollar pendant...butwhen he'd gone home, back in the belt!

"The reward, baby, was buying the gift for me!..I have to go meet Travisand show him this necklace, and tell him how nice you are, baby." It'dbeen tough for the poor guy...his eyes were those of a wounded dog as she'dwalked out the door on her stiletto heels. "All right, Teddy...get memy bag." Ted left the room swiftly, Celeste counting the zits on his nakedbutt as he went. She smiled, and felt her pocket where the key was. Ted broughtback the purse, and Celeste went through it...

"Damn, where is that thing?" Ted was now hopping on one foot inagony, the pouch pounding away with his imprisoned cock stretching..."Idon't see it, honey." Celeste pretended to look confused. "We mayhave to put this off til we get another..." "May I look?" Celesteleaned back and watched the boy fumbling through the purse, dropping lipstick,Kleenex and a change purse on the floor, and then hurriedly picking them upagain so she wouldn't be offended. After about 20 minutes of the search, Tedlooked up with tears in his eyes.

"It's not there, Miss Celeste...what to do?" The first time Celestehad taken the key to the belt, now nearly a year ago, she'd only kept Ted lockedup for two days...and he looked so woebegone that she'd let him wank on herboot before locking him up again. Then, she tried three days, and then a week.Every time he seemed more and more grateful when she gave him his freedom.He'd go to his knees, spit on his hand, and jerk it into the familiar dish,and then lick up the semen. Then generally, she'd let him grab her legs andthank her profusely for such a great favor before taking her to a wonderfulrestaurant...

The masturbation itself took such a short period for the time he looked forwardto it....Ted went at it furiously, he did! She shouldn't tease him with theselost-key stories... "Oh here, Teddy. It was in my dress pocket." Celesteheld the key in her hand, and Ted, having put the purse down, began staringat it... "Was it a long month, Teddy? Don't you like living a clean life....spankingthe monkey, you know, is so unhygienic." Celeste grinned at Teddy, wholooked shamefaced. "Why don't you wait a bit...Travis hasn't whacked offsince he was fourteen...you remember Travis." Ted nodded miserably.

Once, in exchange for his monthly orgasm, Celeste made Ted polish all of Travis'boots in the nude, and those of his weekend biker friends...they'd made funof him, but he'd done a damn good job. "Teddy, your lower lip is trembling...youwant the key?" Tears were coursing down Ted's face, and he was nodding,humiliated. Celeste observed that if the pouch wasn't unlocked soon, the cockwould tear through it...this humiliation had just served to make him a littlebit crazier...

"All right, baby..."Cel handed the key to Ted, who began fumblingit in the lock. Celeste almost never touched Ted's dickie at all. Generally,once a month, she'd give him the key, he'd unlock himself, kneel, spit on hishands (lubricant was a needless extravagance, Celeste felt) and begin whackingfuriously. Ted was staring at Celeste as she crossed and re-crossed her legs.

Usually this much waited for process lasted Teddy about a minute and a half,God knows if she'd gone to bed with him, he must be a premature ejaculator,but, thankfully, she'd never done this...but why was it such a short time...shouldn'tTeddy enjoy himself? Finally, the belt was off, and Ted had taken it to thedishwasher and came running back. For sanitation reasons, Celeste had begunthis practice, and to keep Teddy from beating his meat more than once, she'dtie his hands for an hour or so, or make Ted give her a foot massage.

"Teddy! Stop!" Ted was on his knees, and had just started his sacredpractice, but he looked up. "Where's your dish? You're not planning tolet go on my nice rug, are you?" Celeste tried to look stern, but Teddid look ridiculous...she was clothed, somewhat, and he was naked and his wee-weelooked RED and desparate...

Ted jumped up and ran back to the kitchen "NO TOUCHING YOURSELF IN THERE" Celesteshouted, but immediately he was back with a small tea-saucer. If he missedspooging into the saucer, Celeste added two weeks to his next release. Thisof course had to partially distract him from his whacking, aiming the weaponand all that, but he seemed to get the job done. "That's right, now putit down."

Celeste gazed at Ted, who now was sitting with his hand touching his dickand off he went again! "TED!" Teddy dropped his sausage, alarmed. "What'swrong Miss Celeste?" "Did I tell you you could start?" Celestepointed a red-tipped nail at him. "Do you want to wait another month forimpertinence?" "N-no, ma'am" His dick was now contorted,nearpurple, too. "M-may I start-" "Your disgusting habit" "Mydisgusting habit, Miss Celeste?" Celeste sighed. "All I do for you,Ted...all right." Ted grabbed his penis and began to pump enthusiastically.Celeste looked out of the window. This would be a nice afternoon to go furshopping...

CELESTE'S COURIER

"Package for you, Harper" Ted stood up in his cubicle, but Brianjust waved one muscular arm towards the reception area and walked off. Thesalesmen weren't very pally with him or the other accountants--sales guys wereall jock types, funny and charming, and they didn't have a lot of energy forthe numbers-crunchers. When they weren't selling insurance, they were playinggrab-ass with the receptionists, who never seemed to squeal or giggle whenTed or Mort, the other accountant came by.

But that didn't matter. Tonight was a special night for him! Ted walked downthe hall after thanking Brian, the sales rep,swaggering off in his rugby jacket,Brian who had already forgotten poor Ted's existence. Ted was still on cloudnine. Tonight was his night for release!

Ted passed Shauna, one of the secretaries and she was talking on a cell phoneand playing with one of her amber curls abstractedly. Her chest heaved in thelacy blouse as she went on about an obnoxious shoe price at Hechts. She brushedTed and his cock swelled against the harsh steel. Ooh that hurt. Whenever Tedpassed a cute young girl, his poor dick went through this, and Celeste hadactually ordered him a smaller one after they'd wed. "Teddy, I just havethis jealous streak." she'd told the downcast Ted after having him viewa "Dr. Fellatio" porn tape to see if his erection could swell successfullyin the belt, and of course it couldn't. But tonight he was going to take thatbelt off and get some needed relief.

Celeste was going to take Ted's chastity belt off, and let him jerk off. Celestewas the one factor in Ted's life that did make the sales guys respect him alittle--when she pulled up in Ted's little red convertible, and he jumped in,a lot of the guys were amazed at what Ted had going for him, that he'd snaggedsuch a hot wife. They apparently thought he was having a fabulous sex life,and Ted wouldn't let anyone think any differently, though the closest his dickhad come to Celeste was rubbing against her shoe now and then when she wasfeeling affectionate on his release date. She'd never even touched his baredick with her hand, though she'd squeezed him occasionally through his pants---andit had been three years of living together, five months of them married.

Ted's dick was so constricted after a month--hours and hours and days anddays---thirty days of the poor little worm trying to stretch out into a fullerection in a tube much too small for it--and it was always painful. Celesteeven encouraged Ted to pursue some of his old habits of porn films and jerk-books...andall his tease/denial websites...but it was too much torture in the viciouslittle metal prison. Ted had given all that stuff up, just so his penis wouldn'tget nasty rashes from scraping the sides of the damn chastity tube.

The managing partner's seventeen year old daughter passed Ted in the hall,she was working there this summer, but didn't have to wear office stuff...sospoiled. Look at her in her sloppy cut-offs and belly shirt how can she beso informal...oooh, it's happening again, Ted's dick was attempting futileyto ream through the Iron Maiden between his legs,but it was no use. That wasthe one thing Ted couldn't avoid being stimulated by...the girls out in theworld, and Celeste in his own house...oh the agony!

Ted nodded at the bike courier carelessly, and took the package and signedhis name on the proffered manifest. "Mr. Harper." the courier touchedhis arm," I am supposed to pick this item up again in thirty minutes...ithas to be given back, sir." Ted looked up irritatedly at the courier,who seemed to be smirking at him. "Yeah...that's fine." These bikecouriers are such a pain, Ted thought. His younger brother had dropped outof college for a year to skid around the streets with those stupid packages.Ted's folks had jumped all over Sandy, asking him why he couldn't be more likeTed, who never let his hair grow beyond his ears, and had only had one B ona report card in his life. Sandy had only had one B on his report card also,but for different, upsetting reasons.

Sandy had always been a D student, since kindergarten, but he'd had a ballwith the girls--driving around in an old jalopy with two or three of them laughingwhile Ted, a year ahead of his brother and debate captain and Senior ClassPresident smiled shyly at cheerleaders as they carefully walked around himand his trig books on their way to practice. Celeste had been the cutest ofthem, and she had always been nice to Ted...a pat on the arm, and that sortof thing. Ted had tutored her once or twice in first year Algebra, which Celestekept failing...he was in dreamland over her, and when he ran into Cel in themall a decade after graduation, Teddy snapped her up fast. Even with all therules, and the nasty belt, he and Celeste were happy...Ted was happier thanhe'd ever been.

Ted took the package, a small box and walked back to his office, ruminatingabout getting the damn belt off. When they'd started their odd relationship,Celeste was thrilled to be with someone who financially supported her, gaveher lots of spending money, never asked whether she saw other men (Ted knewshe did) and who cleaned the house. When Ted hesitantly presented Celeste withthe chastity belt he'd bought online, and told her that he wanted to admireher from afar, and not have her feel threatened by his maleness, she assented. "Justlet me have the key once a month, Miss Celeste" Ted had asked. "I'lljerk off and give you the key back. I just want to watch you while I play withmyself."

Celeste had been very pleased with this, and had obliged Ted by wearing lotsof really cute outfits--tube tops, skin-tight sweaters, miniskirts or cut-offjeans, and high, high heels. At first she was astounded that this was all Teddywanted--two minutes tugging his miniscule penis while kneeling on the floor,and then back in the belt, and often he would take her to dinner and buy hersome jewelry. It seemed to work for both of them...but then Celeste felt atsome point, that Ted needed to earn his orgasms more.

Ted sat down, and put the box next to a pile of spreadsheets. Ted thoughtof Celeste's cleavage, and how close he'd come several times to viewing hernipples through the bikini tops she was wearing this summer, it was hot, andshe'd wear a top and shorts, and ...Ted found himself touching his crotch.Oh, God, no...this is so painful. He could feel his poor penis straining againstthe metal...ooh. Just a few more hours and Ted would be kneeling in front ofhis Princess, jerking off into a little bowl as he did every thirty days, exceptwhen he was bad, and then it was five, six, or seven weeks between orgasms.It was such a brief heaven--whipping his dick as Celeste timed him--five tofifteen minutes depending on her mood...oooh, but the squirt was intense whenit came!

Just a little while longer, and he would be naked, on his knees, staring upinto the emerald green eyes, while Celeste sat with crossed legs in some sexyoutfit...ooh, it made all the housework, the cuckolding she put him through...allthe misery...brinigng Celeste and her boyfriend Travis breakfast in bed inthe morning was the most miserable and humiliating activity, especially becauseCel wouldn't let Ted just come in in his business clothes--no, he had to comeup to the bedroom with a cooked breakfast--Travis liked eggs and that declassecorn beef hash--and Ted had to walk in either nude in an apron and the chastitybelt, or just wearing the chastity belt,and then Travis would often make funof him. Travis was a cruel man, Teddy thought.

But Celeste had her quirks, but she's a great gal, Ted smiled. He decidedto give Celeste a call. He was not allowed to call her between two and fivethirty on Mondays, Wednesdays and Thursdays, because she had "company" butit was only one-fifteen, and he wanted to tell his girl how much he loved her.The phone rang, and rang again. Ted panicked, thinking that Celeste was out,hewanted to talk with her. Must she always be with Travis? Finally, the phonepicked up, and Ted heard Celeste's dulcet voice.

"Celeste baby? It's your Theodore." Ted grinned into the phone,thinking of what she must be wearing right now. Maybe it was the overall cut-offswithout any shirt or bra...how did she get those straps to just cover her breasts? "Teddy,didn't you get the package? I thought you would be busy right now." Celeste'svoice had a bit of mirth in it. What package? What was she talking about? Tednoted the little box on his desk. He'd thought this was some sort of work thing...itwas too small to be a CD,though. "I see a box on my desk,Cel. Do you meanthis little..." "White box, yes. Ted, you really should read thenote, you only have eleven minutes left,sweetheart." What? Ted openedthe box and found a key on a ring and a note. The note said:

"Dear Ted

Here is the key to your chastity belt. I don't really feel like watching yousweat and grunt and rub your pimpled hands all over that disgusting littlerod of yours. I figured this month, you could jerk off in the bathroom. I askedthe courier, who is a young friend of mine, to allow you twenty minutes togo in the bathroom, you have your own bathroom at the end of the hall, andjerk off...you can do it as much as you like within the twenty minute timelimit. Then you have to lock up the cage and give the key back to Danny.

Love,

Celeste.

What? "Celeste, this is totally unfair!" Ted tried to keep his voicelow, but it was difficult, he was so upset. "This is the one day of themonth, the one HOUR that I look forward to...I want us to be together during..."Tedlowered his voice "...our moment. Why do I have to do it here in the bathroom,bymyself?" Ted felt like crying. He wouldn't get to shoot his scuzz andwatch Celeste smile and arch her chest. Once he'd had a huge load spew afterCeleste decided to apply lipstick while he was wanking...what the hell? "Teddy,you have only five minutes left...I told Danny to advise you..." "Yeah,I heard," Ted said loudly. "But it's unfair. Why not at home?" Josh,the guyin the next cubicle put down his work and stared at Ted. Ted shook hishead at Josh, indicating that he was sorry for making a big noise. "Twominutes, Teddy." Celeste was sure keeping track.

So he had to go and jerk off in a bathroom stall, just as he'd done in a thousandpublic restrooms in his puberty, in his early twenties--hoping no one wouldcome in while he was whacking his dick madly, and trying desperately not topant. The executive bathroom was out of order, and Ted would have to use thecommunal bathroom. How could this be? How could Celeste deny him the pleasureof wanking off in his own house? But wait, Celeste had gotten Ted to sign thehouse over to her a few months ago...and in return, she'd allowed him to lookat her tits while he jerked off...and for once, he hadn't had to lick up thespew. But of course Ted still felt it was his house...and he was so nice toher...Sigh. He supposed he could make a run for the stalls. Shit.

"So I have to go and do it alone in the stall?" Ted was disbelieving.He looked up and Danny the courier was walking up to the desk. Ted's hand closedon the box. "Okay, okay, Celeste. Just give me ten more minutes...please." Tedheard Celeste's throaty chuckle, and felt his wrist squeezed. Ted looked downand his hand had opened, the kid's grip was intense, and Ted had let go ofthe box. Then Dan the courier had picked up the box and put it back in hisbag. Tapping Ted on the shoulder in a friendly way, Dan waved and walked off.

Ted began to cry silently,listening to the phone, as Celeste made some gigglingnoises. Ted could hear Travis in the background, laughing as well. "Teddy," Celestesaid in a choked voice, "I hope you think about not following instructionsand the consequences thereof, babe...Thirty days from now you'll be sixty daysalong without a jerk-off, and whatever I have you do, I suggest you followdirections. If you get a package in the mail, you should read it...but nextmonth I think I might have you jerk off in front of the picture window...Travisis tickling--ohh you bad boy, stop!--tickling me, Teddy, and I got to go..Besure you're home by six, darlin'. You're making us lamb chops, remember?"

CELESTE'S CHUCKLES.

Ted finished wiping down the surface of the counter. There! That should pleaseTed's wife, Celeste, hopefully. Today was yet another big day, but he hopedCel would remember first. If not, his dick might just burst out of its littleprison. Ted looked around the kitchen at last. The cabinets were gleaming,the baseboards and floor had been mopped, scrubbed and waxed, the dishwasherand refrigerator had been cleaned out and scrubbed, and the windows had beenwashed. ?Teddy? Are you finished in there?? Celeste's lilting tones causedTed's dick to surge, as he thought of her in her bikini top and tight jeans.But his cock could only get so excited?suddenly, there was the pain. The PAIN.

Ted's cock was entrapped in an unforgiving metal chastity device, a metaltube and he was not wise in getting big erections. Ted closed his eyes andbegan reciting state capitals to himself. Montgomery, Alabama. ?Teddy, areyou finished?? Celeste called. ?I want to show you my new top!? Pierre, SouthDakota. ?It's cute and pink, but I think it's too tight around my left boob!? Salem,Oregon. Ted's dick calmed itself a little. Concord, New Hampshire. Ted thoughtof a homely girl he'd dated from New Hampshire during his junior year at Duke.Finally, his penis was small and quiet again. He put the rag down in the sink,and walked into the living room, where Ted's beautiful wife was reading ?Elle? Celestedropped the magazine on the floor. ?What do you think?? Celeste was wearinga small, velvety pink top with a small Nascar emblem on the front. It was notquite a T-shirt, and not quite a blouse. It had quite a plunging neckline.Des Moines, Iowa. But Ted couldn't control the returning swelling to his glans,and again he was in pain. Lincoln, Nebraska. Ted, of course was naked, exceptfor the horrid belt.

Celeste began tucking in her shirt, which unfortunately emphasized the necklineby pushing the tops of her breasts out a bit. Celeste breathed deeply, andthe cleavage jiggled a little. Ted unconsciously groped himself, trying tore-adjust the belt so his penis didn't hemhorrage. St. Paul, Minnesota. Albany,New York. ?Do you like the top, Ted? Jose gave it to me.? Celeste looked atTed anxiously. ?Do you think it's too tight?? ?Oh, no.? Ted managed. ?You lookjust won-wonderful. Miss Celeste, you are just the cutest girl.? Celeste jumpedout of her chair and walked over, giving Ted a big hug. She rubbed her boobsall over his chest, and his dick began contorting in its metal cell?it was ?SoulTrain? down there. Almost unwillingly, Ted's arms came around Celeste, andone hand went down to touch her bottom, rounded in the jeans. He squeezed Celeste'sbottom, and ground himself into her crotch. WHACK!? Ted's head rang. Celestestood back, hands on her hips. She was furious now. ?God damn it Ted?did Isay you could feel me up?? Ted looked at the floor, a tear coming down onecheek. ?No, Miss Celeste.?

Ted and Celeste had met in high school, when he was a geometry geek and she,the captain of the cheerleaders?she had no time for him. Ten years later, he'drun into her again in Tyson's Corner mall, and discovered that Celeste waspoor now, and divorced. Ted had asked her to move in with him, and showed herhis nasty metal belt, and his funny magazines?perhaps he shouldn't have. Heshould have slept with Celeste at least once, he thought. But now it was toolate. Santa Fe, New Mexico. Now Ted was completely in Celeste's thrall?he supportedCeleste, gave her lots of money, and took care of the house and cooking, aswell. Celeste's job was to look good for him, and once a month, if Ted wasvery, very good, she'd take off his belt and let him have a very short jerk-offsession, while staring at Celeste in whatever snug dress or tight shorts shewas in, and the orgasm would be worth all the housework, all the money, allthe favors. She was his Princess.

She was unpredictable, sometimes, and it seemed like there were so many rules.Recently, Ted's wife felt that Ted wasn't getting enough sleep, so she'd givenhim an eight o'clock bedtime. This was bad enough, Ted being in bed like afive year old while Cel entertained her young male friends, necking on thecouch in front of Jay Leno, but the way he had to say good night! Celeste hadpurchased some red striped pajamas for Ted, no sleeping in his tee shirt andshorts any more?and he had to come in and kiss her good night?and one night,they'd been entertaining another couple, and five to eight had hit, and Celestesaid ?It's bedtime, Teddy. Not for you guys?we can sit up and tell some dirtyjokes, but Teddy's in bed by eight, go get in your jimmies, honey.?

Ted tried to hint that maybe since they were with his college buddy and hisgirl, maybe he could just stay up a little later, y'know, for appearances?Celestehad taken Ted by the ear in front of Dave and Kirsten, and boy did Kirs giggle.They'd gone in the bedroom, and Ted had changed into his red striped P.J.'sand then Celeste made him come out and kiss her good night, and say good nightto the astonished Dave and Kirsten?

Ted had gotten pouty, and damned if Cel hadn't pulled him over her knee, pulleddown his jimmies, and whipped him with a hairbrush! She'd asked Dave for hisbelt for the final ten, and Ted was not much of a pain-taker?he'd burst intotears. He'd spent the rest of the evening, not in bed as was the plan, butstanding in the corner with his pajama bottoms down and his red bottom on display.Dave and Kirsten had not been back. But Celeste was wonderful! He'd ratherspend an evening massaging and waxing Celeste's long legs, with the cock insurging pain in the belt, than see any old friends, or new ones either, forthat matter.

Now she looked at him, annoyed. ?Just a pervert, Ted. That's what I married,a fucking perv.? Ted hung his head. ?And what a way to act?today of all days.? Tedlooked up, panicked. It was true, it was his squirt day. He had not had a releasenow in two months, as the month before he'd screwed things up by not openinga package she'd sent him at work containing the key. Now it had been two months,sixty days, eight weeks, or was it nine? No, no?he couldn't have screwed itup again. Celeste looked at Ted's teary, pleading eyes, and chuckled. ?No,don't worry honey. I'm not mad at ya. You're not usually such a grabby boy,and you do take care of me.? Celeste walked to her familiar chair and sat downin it, her breasts shifting in the pink top. Ted sighed. Albany, New York.Or had he already done Albany? Celeste reached into her pocket and broughtout the key, and handed it to Ted. Usually, she made him beg for it, pretendedto get in tempers or ?lost? it, but tonight seemed to be his night. Ted putthe key in the lock and began to turn it, grinning.

?Wait!? Ted stopped and looked up. ?I forgot something? Celeste held a fingerup, the long red nail twirling a bit. Celeste reached into her handbag sittingby the chair and brought out some handcuffs. ?Turn around, honey.? Ted wasstunned. ?What, but it's my time?will I cum?? Handcuffs were a new thing intheir play. Sometimes Cel did tie his hands when she was washing the belt,to make sure Teddy didn't diddle himself, but that was after his monthly. Buthe obeyed orders. After Ted was cuffed, he turned around again, and Celestecarefully removed his belt, and Ted's dick shot up, looking a little precum-soaked. ?Aaw,Teddy.? Celeste looked terribly concerned. She took a tissue out of her handbag and began wiping the liquid off the head of Ted's dick, and of course thisgenerated more liquid, dribbling out of the tip. Ted watched Celeste's longnails and soft fingers manipulate his penis, and it surged. This was the firsttime she'd ever touched his penis, he thought. And they were married now! Itwas about time. Ted watched Celeste's cleavage, which seemed somewhat squeezedin the top, as the energetic and quite soft fingers played along his glans.Ted quickly inhaled breath as Celeste wiped him clean, gave him a final strokeand dropped his penis in mid air.

He had to be very careful, Ted. Of late, it seemed like Celeste was less generouswith his monthly orgasm?making him earn it, for instance. He'd lost his squirtday one month because Cel had made Ted kneel naked holding a tray out withtwo glasses filled to the rim with water. ?Honey, I want you to do this, justfor two hours?if you drop any water from once glass, you can't cum this month,if you drop both glasses you can't cum next month?but if you can hold the glassesfor two hours, I'll let you cum twice.? Ted had made it an hour and forty-fiveminutes, his knees numb on the hardwood floor, his arms held out stiffly. He'donce had to do this with a rifle in R.O.T.C., but only for twenty minutes?Tedwas so close, and then Celeste walked by in her denim shorts, turned around,pulling down the pants quick and giving Ted a big moon. Two months of celibacyfollowed, plus another fortnight because when the second glass fell, some ofit got on Celeste's leather sandals. Another month Cel had had Teddy wash herlingerie by hand in a bowl on the floor?an hour time limit, and he just couldn'tget the ?ring around the collar? out of her best blouse, and the date had beenextended twelve days.

Now, Ted was standing, humiliated as always, as Celeste stuck her tongue outat his penis, as it waved it back and forth, and thought about how embarrassedhe felt. ?Now what?? Ted asked sheepishly. He could never get over how embarrassedit made him to stand naked before his beautiful, clothed wife..and why werehis hands cuffed? ?Miss Celeste, I can't stimulate myself with my hands gone.? Tedsaid piteously. Celeste pulled her top tighter, giggling at Ted's bouncingerection. ?You're right, Teddy. What you need is friction?but don't you getsick of the sameness of your hand?? Ted's stomach leaped. Was she going toscrew him? Or blow him? Jerk him off? Unlike the tease/denial girls in hiswebsites and magazines, Celeste didn't touch Ted's dick if she could help it,at least when it was bare? could this be changing? Celeste smiled, and stoodup, taking Ted by the shoulders and guiding him to his knees, and down on thehardwood floor.

Now Ted was lying on his stiff penis on the floor, with his hands cuffed justabove his naked bottom. All he could see of Miss Celeste were her high heeledpumps. This one, he thought, was weird. ?You ready to get some friction, Teddy?? ?Yes,ma'am.? Ted was muffled by the floor. ?Start rubbing.? Celeste's laugh tinkledabove Ted. ?Rubbing? What do you mean?? What the hell, Ted thought. ?Rub yourwee-wee against the floor, honey. This is a new one for you?are you afraidof splinters? Wait.? The pumps moved away, and came back and Ted saw one gloriousknee as Celeste knelt beside him. She reached over, lifting his crotch, andpulled a white fluffy towel between penis and floor. ?Now, Teddy?hump thatfloor.? There was a chuckle in Celeste's voice. ?What do you mean? I want toplay with myself.? Ted was arguing into the hardwood. ?I've earned it! PleaseMiss Celeste.? Ted felt Celeste's pump kick his shoulder not too gently. ?Darling,remember last time? You complained so much, your time ran out??

Ted sighed, and tears came into his eyes. He began humping the towel. Thecuffs bit his hands as he tried to pull out of the bracelets, but he focusedon rubbing his swollen dick, engorged with sixty days of backed up arousal,against the fuzzy towel. Ted pushed his erection back and forth, and up anddown, and the friction was there?but he wished he could look at Miss Celeste. ?Iwant to look at you when I cum, Miss Celeste? ?Oh, you've seen this old girlbefore, Teddy, Hump, it's doing you good.? She was right, the cock was pushinghard against the towel, and Ted felt more and more excited. It was bringinghim off, but it was indeed an unusual experience. But could it get worse? Tedheard the door open, and Travis' voice. He had a key to Ted's house? ?What'sthis, Celeste, honey?? Travis' voice was quite amused. Travis was one of Celeste'son again, off again boyfriends?Ted hated him. ?Looks like this boy's tryingto grind hisself into the floor.?

Celeste laughed. Ted could see her polished toenails as she walked towardsTravis' boots. Both of them clothed, and how ridiculous he felt, naked as ajaybird, fornicating with a damned towel. ?Well, he's got to get his releasetoo, Travis. I made you come eight times yesterday, and you made me cum aboutthirteen?Teddy's got his due, too, don't you sweet-ums.? Ted bit his lip. Hewanted to kill them both, but even the derision didn't stop him from humping?

CELESTE'S GREAT ADVENTURE

Ted lay on his stomach, his erection pressing the Ikea blanket into the sandsof Dewey Beach. Although the vacationing C.P.A. would have enjoyed restingon his back, this was impossible. First, he burned easily, unlike his sexywife who was beautiful in her near beige tan around the string bikini. Tedlooked over at Celeste, who had her beautiful little hand with the long rednails on that doofus's thigh. Why can't she be a good wife? The third reasonwhy Ted couldn't even roll over for a second was the little tent in Ted's Speedo.This was the first time Ted had been out of the chastity belt for more thanthe three mionutes allotted for monthly whack-offs?in quite a while. Probablyhe hadn't been out of the belt since the last trip to Dewey Beach the yearbefore. Celeste didn't take her husband to the beach more than once a summer,though it was Ted's beach house.

Ted saw the guy whispering in Celeste's ear, and she giggled. She never laughedlike that when Ted whispered to her?what was the guy saying? He really shouldtake his hand off Celeste's arm. Usually Celeste took Travis or Jorge or justwent with a bunch of her cute little girlfriends, and leave Ted with an assignmentlike scraping the wallpaper off the downstairs bathroom, and re-grouting thetub. Ted would be busy the entire weekend with these chores, and the rest ofthe time he'd be watching "Cheers" re-runs and trying to pick thelock of the chastity belt with a bobby pin. So Ted's unfulfilled erection,with the backed up desire of thirty-five sex-free days, was pressing hard intothe Speedo, and he wouldn't be able to move for fear of getting arrested.

Jesus, is that asshole pouring sunblock into her cleavage? My God, the nerveof the guy. Celeste had a new friend, obviously?I can't touch her tits, whycan he? I'd get up but, this damn bathing suit?not shorts, panties. Ted hadbegged Celeste to let him wear the beach fashion?long, baggy trunks, like theother guys wore?but Celeste was adamant. "Teddy" she'd said witha long red nail on Ted's lips, "You're not one of the other guys?yourMommy's little prince, and you don't need towear those macho trunks?right?Do what Mommy wants?" As she'd said it, she'd squeezed Ted's cock throughthe Speedos, and he'd said no more. But the Speedos certainly weren't flattering?Tedhad spindly arms and legs and slumped shoulders and his skin was dead whiteuntil the sunburn set in?Ted looked like he'd fallen out of a meat locker.

Ted hadn't been allowed to go to the beach much as a child. Mother was worriedthat too much sun was bad for him, and possibly drowning as Ted had never learnedto swim. And now that he was at the beach, he had to lie on this blanket tokeep from looking obscene. Ted looked irritatedly over at his wife. Celestewas supposed to be on the blanket next to her husband, but she was talkingto this jar-head military type it seemed, forever. Ted was disgusted. The guyreminded him of the drill sergeant who called Ted "Princess" andcaused him to drop out of R.O.T.C. That guy had been a jerk, and this one wasa jerk, though Celeste didn't seem to think so. She was laughing at some idioticthing the guy was saying and her 38DD's were shaking in the miniscule blackbikini top. Every guy on the beach was staring at her boobs.

Sergeant Rock offered Cel a Marlboro, and she lit up. That wasn't fair! Celestehad decided?her decision the year before that they would quit smoking. Celestehad quit almost immediately, it had seemed, but Ted had lots of trouble withquitting his two pack a day habit. Celeste had tied Ted down to a bed and ranher nails up and down his purple, stiffening cock, squeezing his balls justa little, until he agreed to throw out his Lucky Strikes. After Ted and Celestegot together, Ted had shown Celeste his chastity belt and told her of his fantasiesabout being dominated?Cel had not gone for the teasing manually part at first,she'd just locked Teddy in the belt and allowed him to cum once a month byjerking off into a dish in front of her, and then of couse licking it up. Butrecently Celeste had changed, and was much better friends with Ted's poor wee-wee.He'd still never gotten his cock inside Celeste's mouth or twat, but Celestenow spent hours sometimes playing with Ted's cock as he moved and strainedat the ropes.

Celeste's fingers were incredible ?past girlfriends had given Ted occasionalteasing handjobs, but their wrists always gave out after a while. Celeste couldstroke Ted for hours, doing different things. Sometimes she'd just play withhis balls, running an occasional manicured forefinger up and down the veinunder his shaft. Other times Celeste would twiddle the glans between two longnails, making Ted very excited, but terrified that she might miss and pokehis sensitive cock head in error.

Celeste was always dressed during these occasions?Ted had never seen her completelynaked. But in her ultra tight shorts and miniscule T-shirts, skin tight sweatersor high heels, Celeste looked better clothed than many girls did naked. Nowand Celeste would bend over to give Ted a flash of her cleavage, or graduallystrip down to bra and panties, or even a demi-bra, but no more? Ted of coursewas nearly always naked these days, not just during teasing and masturbationsessions anymore?it was his "look" in the house. At one point Tedhad complained, as he felt embarrassed and Celeste had made him wear a LittleBo Peep outfit for a month, and serve her girlfriends lemonade during a Tupperwareparty.

Celeste had also found the long thick dildo that Ted had kept hidden for solong, and she'd made Ted suck the dildo, attached to Cel's waist, in frontof the ladies?and then she began practicing with him and the dildo every nowand then?first making him suck it, and then getting him, from behind, Ted reallyhad fantasized about sodomy a lot, but never dreamed of what a ripping feelingit was having that big rubber thing going through his ass over and over again?Celestewould ream Ted for twenty minutes every night, jerking his dick while she didit, and then pulling the dildo out and turning him over to tie him down forthe normal teasing? "Don't complain, sugar, or I'll make you lick theshit off the dildo after I take it out." But once Celeste began the regulartease, Ted would forget the dildo?

Because the stroking was great?and Ted had always had this as a fantasy, beingstroked to the point of orgasm while tied down, and being teased until youhave blue balls. But the problem with fantasies, as Ted had learned when heactually experienced wearing a chastity belt was, reality was tougher thanfiction. Jerking off and fantasizing about teasing and chastity was very differentfrom months without an orgasm, and having a beautiful woman like his wife strokeand stroke until he was desperate to squirt, and then patting his cock andwalking away?it often reduced poor Ted to tears.

Ted had fantasized about being whipped with belts and hairbrushes, but thiswas also much more painful, he'd learned in reality?but Celeste got him tohelp out more around the house!

Once or twice a week though, Ted would be secured to a bed, or the rec roomPing-Pong table, or a hassock, where his poor head would hang down if he didn'thave good neck muscles. Celeste was ingenious at thinking of places to secureTed. One of her favorite places was the eyehook on the ceiling on the backporch. Ted had wondered when she asked him to put the eyehook there, but nowhe wished he'd distracted her, really.

Being cuffed naked to the eyehook was a miserable experience, as Ted's backporch was not a screened one?it was fenced, but a picket fence. Celeste enjoyedcuffing Teddy's hands to the ceiling of the back porch with a combination lock,and then leaving him there for half an hour as he desperately twiddled thedial. If he got loose before she came out there, he could have his teasinginside on the bed, but usually he couldn't unlock it, so after half an hourof "Days of Our Lives" Cel would come out, unlock Ted's chastitybelt, and sit, squeezing pulling and prodding Ted's erection to his extremearousal and embarrassment for a good three hours. Celeste of course would bedressed, and not in especially revealing clothes in the outside sessions, becauseafter all, often it was winter, and also, she didn't want someone to see herout there with it all hanging out.

But the quitting cigarettes thing had been tough for Ted. Celeste realizedTed needed intense incentive, so she began masturbating him for hours nightlywith her long nails. Ted would be moaning and squirming, as Celeste spreadAstroglide all over his cock and balls, twiddling the veins under his shaft,telling Ted how much sexier he was now that he didn't smoke anymore. Sometimesthey'd watch TV together, from seven to eleven-thirty, and she'd jerk him tothe point of cumming during commercials, whispering "Isn't it great you'renot blowing smoke in my face while we watch TV, you sexy thing?"

This would be impossible for Ted, who could not focus on "Law and Order" ashe was waiting for the next Chevy ad, certainly differently from most viewers,who couldn't stand the ads. Then often Celeste would tie Ted to her canopybed, and put on soft music, and a frilly bra and panty set, and jerk him withalternating fast and slow strokes while she told him how great it was thatshe didn't hear Ted coughing in the morning any more. Since moving in, fiveyears before, Celeste had taken the master bedroom, and Ted slept in what hadbeen his store-room, but she could hear the coughing anyway. All the stimulationmade Ted hornier than ever for his monthly release; but every time Cel caughthim with a butt she added another week to his release date. By the time Tedstopped smoking for good, he'd been without an orgasm for five months.

And Celeste had quit too, but now and then she smoked socially, with the guysshe went out with. Ted of course, couldn't do this. First, Celeste wouldn'tlet him, and secondly, Ted was such an insecure, miserable little geek, especiallywith his lovely wife cuckolding him with every bike courier that came along,that of course he would've returned to chain smoking immediately.

Still, it annoyed Ted to see Celeste flirting with that illiterate militarytype. He reminded Ted of the creeps she flirted with in high school. Ted wasonly good then for loans and algebra tutoring. What could she see in this geek?I mean really, Ted thought. Couldn't she once just come to the beach and payattention to me? His erection swelled, and Ted wondered if he could possiblysneak off and jerk off in the bathroom?there was a public beach bathroom notten feet away. But as attentive as Celeste was to the crewcut idiot, she occasionallytook a sweeping glance about, to make sure Ted was where she left him. Tedcouldn't swim, and so he only went in the water with Celeste, who swam likea mermaid. And he couldn't go to the rest room without asking Celeste, whowould then time him. A forty-two year old man can't go to the bathroom by himself!I mean, really.

Ted looked away from Celeste and Beetle Bailey and tried not to think abouthow hot she was, how much Ted needed to cum?he tried not to think about lastnight, when Celeste had been wearing her body stocking and squeezing a Vaselinefilled condom up and down his shaft for nearly three hours. Ted thought hardfor about ten minutes about waterfalls?then ice?then the latest tax shelterhe was working on. Finally Ted's erection subsided. Ted stood up, and tooka deep breath.

He was going to confront Celeste right now. Ted walked over to Celeste andthe military guy, but before he could open his mouth, Celeste smiled and jumpedup, hugging Ted deeply. Immediately, of course Ted's hard on began rising,but he tried to stay firm. "Celeste, why are you talking with this guyon my weekend?I know you date other guys at the beach every weekend while I'mhome but this is MY weekend." Oh Jesus, Ted felt tears smarting in hiseyes. That wasn't too macho, was it? "Do you have to talk to every singleguy who takes an interest in you, Celeste?" Ted looked into Celeste'sdancing eyes.

"No, Ted, you've got it wrong." Celeste smiled. "Kevin doesn'treally have an interest in me, though you're close." Celeste motionedKevin to stand up, and he and Ted shook hands. "You guys want to comeback to my hotel room?" Kevin asked, with a big grin. Before Ted couldopen his mouth it seemed, they were walking in the door of Kevin's beachfronthotel. Celeste stopped just inside the door. "Teddy, drop your Speedo,honey." "What?" Ted asked, astonished. Before Ted could sayanything else, Celeste pulled Ted's swimsuit down.

As Ted looked up, he saw another guy coming out of the bathroom of Kevin'smotel room. "This is Josiah, Ted" Kevin said. Ted nodded " Hey,Josiah?good to see you again." Cel laughed " Kevin doesn't like me,Teddy." Celeste said, laughing. "He likes you. I told him that youwould give him a blowjob?you've trained for it with the dildo, babe." Tedfelt Kevin take him by the shoulders, forcing him to the floor. "But Celeste,this is?" Celeste smiled "Teddy, you've not squirted in six weeksnow?because I added another month for finding a pack of Luckies in your jacket,remember?

So your due date isn't til the middle of next month?but you can whack yourselfoff while you suck Kevin's dick, think of all the practice you've had withthe dildo?I've been preparing you for this, baby?you jerk off while you suckKevin? and then you can cum again next month, honey!" Ted began to cry,but it was too tempting. "C'mon baby?I'll even give you a show!" Celesteundid her bikini top and began jiggling her boobs in front of Ted, moving closerto Kevin so Ted could watch as he sucked.

This was great?Celeste only flashed Ted on his birthday and?once he was allowedto see her tits in return for signing over the house?he kissed a nipple then,right? Ted opened his mouth, and Kevin's penis went in. It felt like normalskin, and not too different from the dildo, but Ted felt like a nasty littlefag, like the jocks called him when they snapped him with their towels in highschool. He was just a cocksucking fag. As Kevin pushed his cock deeper intoTed's mouth, Ted watched Celeste manipulating her breasts. Then she said "Yougo ahead, Josie" Suddenly Ted felt Josiah's dick pushing itself in hisrectum as he sucked Kevin. Ted tried to pull back, but Kevin's hand was clutchingTed's hair, and he was pushing the dick down Ted's throat.

"What's wrong, Teddy?" Celeste said, laughing. "Josiah wasn'tin the bargain? Don't worry, baby?just jerk yourself off?I've made your littlehole back there big enough for the Washington Monument, you don't mind, doyou?" As Josiah pumped from one end of Ted, Kevin began slamming his dickin and out of Ted's mouth?Celeste pulled up one of her huge tits and begansucking the nipple?Ted manipulated his cock as he knelt there sucking, andtruly, his penis had never been harder?

CELESTE'S LITTLE GAME

• Whack! Ted held back a gasp. Celeste paused her slapping withthe thick wooden paddle, and stroked Ted's hair, as his head hung over herlap. ?Be a brave boy, Teddy.? She said this so gently. ?Don't cry. Can yoube a big boy for Mommy? Take your chastisement in a nice, manly way?? WHACKWHACK WHACK! ?Yes, ma'am? came the little voice from below, and Celeste lookedat Ted's bright red buttocks with the purple marks and her tongue came throughher teeth. What fun. Naked and over her lap?and what a baby he was! WHACK WHACK!

Ted was trying so hard not to make any crying noises, he knew Celeste hatedthat. He knew that if he could just take his medicine like a man, she wouldbe more well disposed to giving him a nice orgasm, and she might actually lethim cum in her hand! The strokings had gotten so slow and seductive. Ted hadnever, never been allowed to cum in his wife's hand. Or her mouth, or her pussy.It had always been in his own frustrated, pumping hand, usually while kneelingon a floor, sometimes while sodomized, or orally pleasing a male friend ofCeleste's. God, wouldn't it be nice?Teddy had always been of a hopeful nature!

Whack! ?Oh, please, Miss Celeste!? Whack! Ted gritted his teeeth, as his hardcock pressed against Celeste's tight jeans. Having just been seductively teased,it was stiff, but with the distraction of the slamming paddle, it was flaggingonce more. WHACK WHACK WHACK! The harsh wood of the paddle was scorching Ted'stender thighs like there was no tomorrow. ?Is it still hard, Teddy? It feelslike it. I guess I better hit a little harder, eh?? WHACK WHACK WHACK! Tedbroke down and began sobbing, and his penis finally began losing it's rigidity.

Celeste chuckled, and landed the thick wooden paddle right in the middle ofTed's rear, on his crack. She stretched out her arm a bit?it was getting cramped,and whacked again, this time a bit lower, bursting a small pustule from yesterday'spaddling. Ted screamed, and then came the small voice. ?I'm?I'm limp again,ma'am.? ?Oh, good.? Celeste reached an arm around to pull Ted up by the elbow,and he came off of her lap somewhat awkwardly. As he cowered before her, Celesteleaned over and kissed away the tears coursing down Ted's face. ?My littleman.? She cooed. ?You have to learn to be a big boy, and not have all thiswhining going on.?

Ted just gaped at her. Celeste was clad in a miniscule halter top that barelycovered her full breasts?the top had an engaging print of peaches and apricotson it. Through his tears, Ted thought of how beautiful she was, and he lovedthe little kisses on his cheeks, and ooh! Was that a tongue in his mouth. Instantlyhe began to forgive her. ?You poor baby.? Celeste crooned as she took Ted'slimp dick softly in her fingers.

Pulling the tip with her burgundy nails, Celeste tickled the frenum, the sensitivearea just under the glans. As Ted's wet face hovered near hers, she leanedover and kissed his neck again. ?What a big man you could be if you just learnedto be more manly, right?? Celeste whispered ?Wouldn't it be nice if you couldjust learn to be a big, brave, boy?? Ted stood in front of her, trying to lookmanly, but he really looked very silly with his puffy eyes. As Celeste leanedover to his now growing penis, Ted got a look at her cleavage?rarely did heget to see her breasts?and there was the predictable intake of breath. Celestesnorted. Men were such funny creatures. Just a look at her boobs, which werebasically fat?she'd always bemoaned her big breasts, as mostly it was the anorexiclook in now?sent Teddy over the bend. And a few other men really liked herT&A?she had a definite following.

Or just a little tweak on Ted's glans would make him gasp and moan like theboiler Celeste's Daddy had tended for forty years. Look at Teddy now?snot iscoming out of his nose, his eyes are all wet?but would he throw me out? Wouldhe find a nice girl like the ones that are always smiling at him at companypicnics? Not a chance. Celeste ran her tongue slowly across her lips, smudgingher Wild Cherry lip gloss a bit, and smiled at Ted, who began panting. Hispenis was turning back into a hot little rod in her soft hands once again.

Ted moaned more?looking at Celeste was such a high, man. She'd lightened herhair for the summer, and she had such an engaging tan! ?You're such a sweetbaby? Cel said to him, as she tickled his scrotum with the nails from her lefthand while playfully pulling his dick with her right. Oh, he was so ready tocum. What was going ON here? A week ago, Ted had reached his ninety day mark?every90 days he was allowed to orgasm, according to their agreement, barring anyserious misbehavior on his part.

They both agreed that Ted was more motivated to take care of the house, doingall of his chores and duties, and much, much more focused on pampering hisdarling wife when his orgasms were severely restricted. At first in the relationshipit had been a monthly deal, and then once every two months, but on their twoyear anniversary, Celeste had proposed moving the jerk-off date to every 3months, not even excepting Christmas and Teddy's birthday. ?I can give youa tie or something, baby.?

And God knew, Ted was just great when he was desperate to cum? long sessionsbetween his wife's legs, massages, driving her to her dates houses?and Celestecertainly did remove Ted's chastity belt now and then to play with his dick!It didn't happen as often as he read about on his newsgroups with the otherslave-boys?Cel usually preferred to leave Teddy locked, she was busy?but itwas a nice change every Saturday afternoon or so, for a few hours of strokingwith Lubriderm. And then she'd ice him up and lock him back in, as he pleadedwith her to let him cum, just once?but as Cel said ?You'd be so disappointedwith me, Teddy, if I gave in wouldn't you??

What Ted loved and hated about his orgasm dates was, Celeste always had somesort of gimmick he had to go through before she'd let him cum. Once she'd beatenhis cock and balls with a high-heeled shoe for half an hour. ?Like my highheels, Teddy?you now know how uncomfortable they are!? Another time he'd beenforced to jerk off in front of the picture window, and last summer at the beach?ohit was so humiliating. She had such an imagination, his Mistress did, and hewas always breathless to see what she'd do next. This time was really puzzling,and painful.

A week ago, Ted had been all happy and anticipatory. He'd brought Celestehome a diamond pendant just to put her in a good mood. ?Remember what tonightis, honey?? He had been terrified she might pretend not to remember?that wouldbe awful. But she'd remembered, and with quite an interesting codicil thistime. ?Do you like it? I bought it at the Leather Rack!? It was a large, thickwooden paddle. Ted had often asked Celeste why she didn't get into corporalpunishment more, as he fantasized about it, and she'd always maintained thatTeddy seemed a little too wussy for that kind of thing, and besides, he wasso well behaved, generally.

Ordering Ted to strip naked and cuffing him, Celeste had given Teddy his usuallong, hot handjob, the long nails making him jump, and unbelievably, it lookedas if she was going to let him cum, when suddenly she'd grabbed him by thehair, thrown him across her lap?soft legs that time, she was in a miniskirt?andshe'd whacked him with the paddle for half an hour until Ted was limp and crying.Then Celeste had teased Ted again, and then on came the paddle?and this timeshe'd stroked his hair and neck, trying to get him not to cry, and it had beena bit of a while before he'd burst into tears again?and then Celeste had lockedTed back up in the chastity belt?without his orgasm!

?But I thought this was my night to cum? he'd wailed. ?Why are you such adamn baby?? Celeste had asked, pretending to be angry. She'd made Ted spendthe rest of the evening eating her to numerous orgasms, listening to him sobbetween her legs. The next day she'd fussed over Teddy, telling him he hadto learn to be a brave boy, or she'd never let him cum.

Then, the next night, Celeste had again turned Ted over her knee after teasinghim to several near orgasms. She'd dressed in a hot little blue-striped bikini,and rubbed up against Ted's chest several times. This time after she'd whippedhim until his erection had nearly died for about the foruth time, she strokedhim even faster, her nails newly painted pink til he was on the total vergeso close to cumming after 92 days of celibacy?his precum was streaming allover her fingers. ?Are you ready, Teddy?? she'd asked softly. ?Yes Ma'am? he'dsaid, feeling the load of backlogged semen finally leaving his scrotum. Ohyes. ?You can cum now??

But then at the last minute, she'd thrown a cup of hot coffee on his penis,he'd screamed ?Bitch!?and she'd thrown him across her lap once again, thrashingaway with the paddle, and occasionally slapping his face. ?How dare you callme names!? She'd left Ted to spend the night on the basement floor, after ofcourse locking him back in his chastity belt. In the morning she'd rubbed coolemollients all over the little burns on his cock, cooing to him sweetly, andof course the cure had completely aroused him beyond belief?and then he wasrelocked and sent off to work?Ted was amazed that he had originally been theone to purchase the chastity belt five years before, and that he'd had to talkCeleste into putting it on him, initially. He must have been insane.

The night before had been especially hellish. Celeste had invited her longtimetrucker boyfriend Travis over, and he'd whipped Ted, much, much harder withthe paddle, and then Cel had done the teasing, and Travis had feigned jealousyand given Ted harsher whippings. Travis had an unusually strong right arm,andhad really flogged Ted unmercifully?And then more horrible, repulsive thingshad happened.

But then, the next day, Celeste had played a nasty trick on poor Ted. It turnedout that she'd tape-recorded the session with Travis?and a courier friend ofhers, Danny, had slipped into Ted's office, and strategically placed a boom-boxtape player behind one of the plants, turning it to blast level.

All of Ted's co-workers, most of whom thought he was a wimp anyhow, had gottenquite an earful. The office had rang with Ted's recorded screams and wails. ?Oh,please Miss Celeste, ow! Make Master (ow) Travis stop whipping Teddy (sob)Teddy be a good boy.? Then Celeste's voice: ?Teddy, will you wear a bonnetand diapers?? Ted again ?Yes, anything Ow! OW! Please no more, you can peeon Teddy if you want to?I'll suck Master Travis's Yum Yum if he want! Please,you can have Mr. Happy spit all over Teddy's face, don't beat him no more.!?

It was fortunate that Ted was a senior member of the firm, and quite talented,because in addition to all the cat calling and ?Mr. Happy? insults he'd hadto endure from his male co-workers, and the freezing glances from the prettyoffice girls, there had been a bit of tension between him and the managingpartners. ?Don't worry about it, Teddy.? Celeste had insisted. ?You're an accountant,they know you're a Nancy Boy!?

However, Ted had been so focused on his still denied orgasm that he'd notworried way much over what had been going on at work.

Part of the problem was Celeste was always just so thrilling to him! He wasconstantly in a state of arousal when she was around. Brushing by Ted in scantydenim shorts with stockings and high heels, occasionally flicking a long rednail on his engorged crotch, it was almost unendurable.

Celeste also was constantly kissing his neck and cheek, and enticing himinto long necking and petting sessions on the couch. It got him so hot thatwhen she'd propose another paddle-and-tease session at the end of the evening,he was feverish in getting her to unlock him? hoping that this timehe would be able to release and have a great orgasm!

Now, tonight, the seventh night in a row, Ted was gearing to cum, andit didn't look good for him?but Celeste was again, pulling him closer andcloser to the finish. Her fingers pulled and moved his pulsating rod andit seemed closer, closer?Oh here it CAME! Ted looked at Celeste for permission,and she nodded sunnily. ?It's okay, Teddy, shoot away!? Ted allowed himselfto explode into Celeste's red tipped fingers. Oh, how good it felt! It wasan ORGASM! Yes! Ted's eyes rolled back in his head and he shook with joy.He looked lovingly at Celeste again. What a great girl she was? aaah.

?Well, are you going to lock me up again, Miss Celeste??Ted asked witha rueful smile. ?Well, not quite yet, Teddy.? Celeste said, picking up thepaddle. Ted wanted to go to bed now, he was no longer horny, and it was allover, but here Celeste was pulling him to her once again. ?What's going on,Celeste?? Ted asked curiously. My God, he was going over her knee! ?One lastwhipping, Ted!? Celeste said in a friendly way. ?No, please NOT NOW!? Howcould he take a whipping when he wasn't horny at all? It would be pure punishmentnow! WHACK! WHACK! Ted screamed and hollered, and his cock now was quitelimp? it was just misery and pain! WHACK! WH ACK! WHACK!

CELESTE'S PICNIC

?Yes, and Ted is incredibly generous and thoughtful.? Ted groaned inwardly.He knew when Celeste started with these peculiar compliments, it usually meantshe was going to share something embarrassing about him. Celeste threw backher long hair and smiled, rubbing Ted's arm, as she talked to Haley and Don,one of the other couples at the Polyamoury Forest Festival. ?Ted gave my boyfriendand I a great massage the other night...Travis said it was better than a massageparlor rub, whatever that meant.? Celeste smiled again, and her husband flushedscarlet.

Celeste's tongue touched her teeth as she watched him out of the corner ofher eye, and she giggled, as did Haley. Don just shook his head. Celeste giggledagain and tossed her recently blonded hair. In a low cut pink top that showedperfectly tanned 36cc cleavage, Celeste was dynamite. Despite his disapprovalat what she'd told him, Don clearly was quite attracted to her, but he keptlooking doubtfully at Ted.

Celeste winked at Don, and then turned to smile her radiance on her husband,who was still quite dazzled by Celeste after five and a half years of marriage.It might help that he hadn't cum in four months...past his usual ninety dayrelease date had been tacked on an extra thirty days when Celeste discoveredTed watching the NBA playoffs on tape, late at night.

?You're not allowed to watch sports at ALL, not just when you're supposedto be doing housework.? Celeste had told him as she'd thrown the tape away. ?It'sa violent game.? ?But Travis watches sports.? Ted had pleaded tearfully. ?Travisis a violent guy...but I'm learning to live with it? Celeste had grinned. ?Thirtyextra days without a squirt, Mister!?

And the thirty days had been up day before yesterday, and Ted had been sureCeleste would allow him to masturbate, finally. He was afraid there would beaction with the paddle as there had been when he'd finished up his last threemonth stint...but Celeste had done something unbelievably awful. She'd tiedTed's hands loosely to his thighs, so only his fingers could touch his cock,and then she'd posed for him, in a filmy nightgown, dildoing herself as Teddyhad tried desperately to touch himself, only grazing his penis with his fingers.

?C'mon, Teddy, wouldn't you like to play with my titties? Or play with yourcock?? Celeste had been absolutely merciless, pulling her boobs out of thenegligee and waving them in Ted's tear-stained face, as he tried desperatelyto free the hands that were secured to his thighs. Celeste had done a completebump-n-grind with the dildo and several vibrators for nearly an hour beforeturning on some porn and leaving Ted to rub his fingertips on his stiff dickmiserably.

This had been absolutely unbelievable?Ted had gotten cramps reaching his forefingerout and poking his stiff glans as he gazed at the images on the screen?hiscock had waved back and forth between the fingers that could barely touch iton each side, and Teddy had bit his tongue and cried the night through, andhis ball sac had looked as if it held about ten gallons of heavy cum!

The next morning he'd awoken in the chair as Celeste was locking him up. ?It'llcome at some point, baby..but you don't want to cum too soon, do ya?? Celestehad smiled up at Ted.

Now,Ted's cock was squirming uncomfortably against the penis lock as theystood and talked to Don and Haley at the Polyamourous Forest Festival, andof course Don had to put in his two cents about Ted massaging Celeste and Travis. ?Man,I just think that's taking an open relationship a bit far, at least for me.? Donwaved at another Forest Festival picknicker. I mean, I'm all for polyamoryand open relationships, I tell Haley about the girls I've been with and shetells me about guys, and it spices up our sex life?but??

Haley smiled. ?Yeah, once Don and I did it with another couple, and you shouldhave seen how careful Don and the other guy were not to touch each other, menare such homophobes, you know.? Celeste laughed. ?I know?Teddy's over it, though.? Tedflushed again. He had been forced to learn to suck dicks and take it in theass as part of being Celeste's slaveboy, but he certainly didn't want her tellingpeople here that! Ted was on the board of the Polyamoury Society, and he wantedto be considered a real swinger.

Certainly he didn't want anyone to know that the extent of the open marriagewas all on Celeste's end, and all Teddy got was to jerk off once every 90 days,for God's sake. He looked nervously at Celeste, wondering what horrible thingshe'd say next. But now Don was talking. ?I'm not a homophobe, my God, Haley!I'm in favor of them marr4ying, having their own bars, whatever?I just don'twant to touch another guy that way. I'm surprised you were able to give Celeste'sboyfriend a massage, Ted?I think I'd get too jealous, even with the open relationshipand all the girls I've been with.? Haley rubbed Don's chest and smiled. ?He'ssuch a man! Too jealous!?

Celeste smiled and pulled her pink shirt down so the plunging neckline waseven more in evidence. Don's eyes bulged. ?Well weknow you are real heterosexual,eh, Donnie?? Celeste purred.. ?Looking good there Celeste! Still with what'shis name?? a guy with a handlebar moustache called to Celeste as he walkedby. Celeste put her hand lightly on Ted's back. ?You betcha, Clyde!? Celestewaved, and the guy with the moustache grinned. ?Fifth anniversary with whatshis name this week?his dick isn't nearly as big as yours but I love him!? Donlaughed. ?Jesus, Celeste isn't there anyone here you've not slept with?? Tedstared at his shoes.

?No accounting for taste there!? the handlebar moustache shouted back as hewalked off to talk with a strawberry blonde. Celeste leaned over and kissedTed's neck casually, and his cock swelled against the cruel prison. Why werethey here? The morning had been so glorious. Still in her pink top, Celestehad had Ted stand in front of her, hands cuffed behind his head, as her longnails had pulled his foreskin up over his glans and back, and a thumb had strokedthe underside of his poor neglected penis.

Celeste knew just where to tickle around the base of Ted's cock to get thefires rumbling in his crotch, and she'd danced around,sometimes moving up andsitting on his penis, doing a lap-dance as she'd done as a stripper back inChicago during her early twenties?moving and grinding her hips and crotch allover Ted's swollen, precum covered cock until he was gasping and pulling athis bonds. ?No, no?baby?you can't have a messy yet, big boy?you know the rules? cameCeleste's voice in his ear as he was wafted in her Obsession perfume.

At one point she'd stripped down to her adorable powder-blue bra and panties?thebra just barely covered her nipples, and it was such a glorious sight, thosefull, gorgeous breasts?Ted drooled as Celeste played with his organ?but she'dsaid such hurtful things! ?Baby, I know you want to touch my boobies in mylittle bra, but I only let real men play with them. I'll shake ?em, and letyou stare?but they're not for you to play with, and you know that.? Celestehad bounced her gorgeous honeys in Teddy's face with one hand as she continuedto stroke and pull his suffering penis with the other, he'd cried and begged?ohplease! Oh please!

This had gone on for four hours until it had been time to go to the PolyamourousForest Festival. Four hours! Ted had been so on the brink a couple of daysbefore, when his hands had been tied to his thighs, but then this morning ithad been even more intense and he'd wondered if she was trying to drive himinsane. Celeste knew everything there was to know about penises?she knew whichvein's on Ted's rod to twiddle and pull, and how to lightly scratch the scrotumso Teddy was moaning and begging?sometimes in tears!

But the morning had gotten Teddy to the point that he really wanted to beon his best behavior, because perhaps soon it would be time for Celeste togive him an orgasm..and it had been a long, hot summer without one, that wasfor sure. Ted wondered sometimes whether the guys who wrote on the Internetabout dreaming of chastity, and all that crap had ever tried to live with dayin and day out long term chastity?going to and from work, dealing with collegegirls and secretaries in the street, getting hard in the middle of the nightand being unable to sleep, and living with an incredible beauty who took absoluteand total delight in just being the most evil tease when she wasn't fuckinghalf of the city!

This morning alone was more than anything he'd ever heard about on any tease/denialsite?Celeste had tugged and teased Ted's suffering shaft, interspersing teasingwith kises on his lips and neck as she manipulated and maneuvered his poororgan, getting him closer and closer to the point of finishing, while whisperingin his ear about how she knew how much he'd suffered, and she'd felt SOOO badfor him when she was getting laid with all those guys.

Celeste had a wicked sexy voice, and she knew how to talk about sex?hell,when Ted had been on a business trip last year, he'd called home and Celestehad conversed with him while fucking some loser she'd met in a parking lot??Teddy?howI wish you were here to see this big cock I'm sucking just now?he is incredible!? Ithad been especially difficult for Ted to listen to this as his cock was alllocked up and he felt as if his entire crotch was congested with semen. He'dspent a miserable evening in the hotel room after she'd hung up, and he'd almostconsidered suicide?

But this morning had been glorious and agonizing?. He'd been responsible fortelling her to slow down this morning when she'd gotten him close to cummingby saying ?red light, Miss Celeste.? Celeste would then cease her intense strokingswith her long French nails until Teddy was back from the brink again. ?Goodboy, Teddy, I know you wouldn't want to have an accident.? And Ted had shudderedbecause once he had had an accident on Celeste's pretty hands, cumming hardafter nearly six months celibacy, and had he paid!

Celeste had tied Ted to the bed, ankles jacked up and tied to the headboardsand she had whipped his cock and balls with an old cane and wicker woven ArtNouveou carpet beater until he'd burst into frightened tears?he'd learned notto do that again. Now he always let her know with a prompt ?red light? whenit looked like it was getting close that he might cum Yes ma'am! He was wellversed now in orgasm control.

Teddy loved being Celeste's chastity slave, loved the teasing, and the delicioushumiliating environment of being naked while teased by her in her hot littleoutfits?but sometimes she didn't tease him for a week or two at a time?so itwasn't always easy for him?nor was it much fun to lick up his semen in a cupwith a bit of sour buttermilk, or whatever evil thing she'd think of for him?athis 90 day mark!

Once she'd saved his cum, and then three days later had poured it all overhis salad, along with some other cum she'd gotten elsewhere when they'd beenin the restaurant with an important client. ?Ted likes this special protein-basedsalad dressing.? She'd explained, and Teddy had had to slurp it up!

But now, Celeste was talking to Don??Perhaps Ted could help you become morecomfortable with a man's body?it might mean more action with other couples,eh, Haley?? Haley smiled and nodded. Ted was alarmed. What the fuck did thatmean?

?Ted help me be more comfortable with a man's body? The hell--?? Don's jawdropped as he looked suspiciously at the uncomfortable Ted. Celeste smiledat Don. ?Well, you know Ted pretty well, y'all were in the R.O.T.C. together,you play squash, all that good shit, and you're both in the Polyamoury Society?Whobetter to help you get comfortable with male-male sexuality??

Ted looked imploringly at Celeste. ?Honey please?Don doesn't really want to?? Celestegiggled, and her eyes glinted wickedly. ?Oh, I'll talk him into it. Don, ifyou let Teddy help you get bisexually acclimated, I'll do something for youI never do even for Ted! I'll give you a sloppy blowjob right afterwards, andHaley can help me.? Haley nodded encouragement.

Twenty minutes later in the woods Celeste's plan was going rather well. She'dstripped off her top and half-bra and Don was sucking and kissing her beautifulfull breasts greedily, as his cock was occupied with poor Ted. ?Now just letme keep rubbing your dick in Ted's face, all over his cheek.? Celeste was pushingDon's dick all over Ted's face, across his closed lips, as Haley's hand wasclutching his hair, pushing his face further into her husband's crotch.

Ted was so unhappy. Not only was he about to be forced to suck cock?disgusting?butCel was allowing Don to kiss and suck her precious candies?those lovely breaststhat were ALWAYS denied to him, except on rare occasions when he assisted inher bath! Then he was allowed to wash them for just a few minutes. But he never,NEVER was allowed to kiss and suck them like Don was now?not once in the fiveyears of their marriage! Ted grimaced as the penis pushed around his face,and winced as the little twigs on the ground were pushed into his knees.

Don looked down. ?Ted's not enjoying this, Celeste, I thought you said he'sa bisexual.? Don was right. Kneeling on the ground in the woods with his squashpartners dick being r ubbed all over his face, Ted was pretty miserable. Butwhat could he do? Ted was terrified that Celeste would tack on another 30 daysfor disobedience. ?Yes, you're right, Teddy needs some kind of reward, too,like maybe he should be able to jerk himself off.? Celeste reached into herpurse and passed Ted the key. ?Take off your clothes, baby, and you can havewhack-off time?but you gotta give Don some pleasure!?

Ted undressed and unlocked his chastity device and grabbed his dick and beganpulling it quickly. Celeste reached down and pinched Ted's ear. ?Baby, openyour mouth, give Don a good time.? Ted looked desperately at her. ?Or we couldlock you up again, baby?would you prefer that?? Ted breathed hard, and gapedat Don's dick, and then his own. Finally he took Don's hard penis in his mouthand began sucking.

?That's good, now you just keep sucking on my boobs, Donnie?and let me giveyou a few long kisses. You keep up down there, Teddy? be a little slavey boylike Mommie wants!?

Ted had sucked quite a few penises since marrying Celeste, she felt that shewasn't cheating on him if he messed around with her lovers, too?or that's whatshe said. He took his penis in his left hand and began pulling but after aminute or two, Celeste grabbed Ted's arm. ?Go slower, honey?you've got a lotof pleasuring to do.?

Celeste turned to Don. ?Honey, why don't you grab Teddy by the ears and skullfuck him?do it hard..you can suck on my nice titties while you do it, and Haleywill lick your ear.? Don looked doubtful. ?Does Ted want that?? Celeste smiled. ?Tedwill do whatever I want him to, right, dear?? Ted nodded mechanically, anda moment later, Don's dick was down his throat, and Don had Teddy by the earsand was pulling and pushing, in and out, while Ted coughed and choked on thehuge penis.

Suddenly there was a rustle in the trees and the fellow with the handlebarmoustache and two others came up. ?Celeste, I hear you're giving bisexual adjustmentlessons with Teddy here! I'm always up for a free blowjob! John and Bill aretoo!? The others nodded assent. Celeste smiled. ?That's great, boys..and thesame terms..you can enjoy my honeys, too!?

Ted suddenly spat out Don's cock. ?No, Miss Celeste, absolutely not. I'm notgoing to suck off all these guys, you can't make me. Not even for an orgasm.? Celestedelicately stepped back from Don, pulling her little powder-blue bra up overher breasts again. ?Honey, I think you will, if that's what I want?you're hereto perform a service??

Ted got up, his penis was rock hard, but that was enough. He would run offand jerk off or something. This marriage had gone too far in the femdom aspects,he thought. ?Look, I just can't do it.? Celeste smiled, and turned to Don. ?Doyou have a penknife honey? I thought I saw you using one to open a bottle.? Donhanded her his knife, and Celeste walked over to a tree and cut off a branch,and began trimming the little twigs until it was a long switch. She bent itand looked at it carefully as all the men including Ted admired her in herpowder blue bra and tight jeans.

?You're not going to whip me to get your way either, Celeste?OW!? The switchsuddenly struck Ted harshly on his glans, the very tip of his super-erect cock.WHACK WHACK! The switch landed two more times, and Ted fell to his knees, moaning. ?Derrick? Celesteaddressed the handle-bar moustached fellow. ?Grab Teddy's arms and throw himacross that stump there. I've got some serious attitude adjustment to do here!? Shemotioned to John. ?Go cut a couple more switches with Don's knife?we've gotwork to do on Teddy this afternoon.?

Soon each man, including Don had a switch, and they all began whacking Tedat once as he struggled on the stump.

About a mile away, two park rangers heard blood curdling screams coming fromthe thick forest. ?What the hell's that, Gordie?? Gordie listened and smiled. ?Nothinwe want to be involved with Oliver. Those perverts at the Polyamourous Festivalare doin' their thing. Let's go get lunch.? And so they did, trying to ignoreTeddy's agony.

THE END