Harry was a rocket scientist, well kind of. Having majored in chemistry in college, but graduating far short of Phi Beta Kappa, Harry found a niche in life as a cross between the chemist he always wanted to be and a mad scientist. Landarin Chemical Corporation, or LCC for short, employed Harry in its R & D labs trying to find practical applications for the high tech compounds that LCC discovered.
When Harry wasn't mixing chemicals, Harry spent his time at home with Sue, his wife of 8 years. Sue, who considered herself more late twenty-ish rather than the early thirty-ish she really was, was quite attractive by any standard. In fact, Sue was still a looker.
Sue and Harry enjoyed a fairly active sex life, periodically venturing into the worlds of bondage and domination. Sue was the far more aggressive of the two, and she enjoyed finding ways to make her hubby squirm in anticipation of their sexual encounters.
But like any good marriage, Sue and Harry had slowed down a little in the love making department. Harry really didn't notice a change, but for Sue, the decrease in attention from her man was starting to eat a hole in her heart. Sue didn't want her marriage to fade and set out to find a way to liven it up.
Sue started to burn up the credit card on books looking for those magical words of advice that would breathe new fire into their sex life. She read all she could on domination and submission, voyeurism, bondage, swinging, piercing, and some areas of sex that even she wouldnt venture into. As exciting as her box got reading those words of advice, there was that something that was missing, and that something was Harry. Sue needed to make Harry want her with his utmost attention, so Sue turned to the source of all sources, the Internet.
The Internet, for all its weaknesses, excels in the area of sexuality and Sue headed for that wealth of knowledge, Yahoo. After clicking until her fingers nearly fell off her hand, Sue stumbled across a subject she somehow overlooked: chastity. With a little bit of downloading and reading, a light bulb went off in Sue's head. "To make him want me, I'll just not let him have me.". And with that, Sue set off on a course to get Harry belted or something a little less than that initially. Harry didn't quite know what was heading his way, but the freight train of Sue's desires was on his track and he was about to get run over.
Sue had never been a plotting person, but now a streak of fun filled wickedness was starting to develop. Going back to the Internet, Sue found locking cock restraints that looked kind of fun. Fun in this case was dependent upon whether you were the purchaser or the wearer of said restraint. She settled on a small stainless steel cock cage that had a stainless steel band which locked behind the balls of the wearer. After a little e-commerce, Sue had pointed and clicked herself into a new beginning; or would it be fair to say Sue had pointed and clicked Harry into a new beginning, but he just didn't know it.
Friday evening rolled around and Sue nudged Harry up to the bedroom. He was tired after a long week of work, but with a little convincing, he was soon tied spread eagle to the bed. Harry, once in this position, became quite interested in his wife's activities. Sue's nails lightly scratched their way up and down Harry's chest. His nipples were pinched, twisted and nibbled upon. Fingers found their way around his balls and up to the tip of his cock.
If Harry had ever been far away, he wasn't now. Sue had gotten Harry's attention and he was loving life. And then she stopped. Not a word was said. She kissed her finger and then gently touched his lips. In the blink of an eye, Harry was blind folded and the bedroom light extinguished. Harry lied there on the bed, exposed to the world, with a dumb founded look on his face that nobody would ever see. And so like all men stuck in this position for unknown periods of time, Harry fell asleep.
Sleep didn't last long for Harry. Sue had stealthily sneaked back into the bedroom with her soon to be favorite new toy, the cock cage. With the utmost care, Harry's now limp organ was placed into its cage. Harry, who quickly awoke, had not a clue as to what was going on but he kind of liked the sudden attention that was being focused down below. And then there were two events that kind of baffled Harry, something tight being wrapped behind his balls and a single click. And then he heard some words spoken in an almost magical tone, "now its all mine".
With that, Sue untied Harry's feet, then his arms and left the room, darted out the front door and disappeared into the evening air. In a flash, Harry removed the blind fold to see his dick locked tight in a cock cage. The cage held his dick straight out (or was it really the other way around at the moment?) and prevented him from being truly erect. Confusion and frustration quickly set in, and Harry started searching for Sue, but only found a note saying that she would be back shortly and instructions to not try to remove the cock cage for any reason.
Harry waited patiently for Sue's return. Patiently in this case did not mean he wasn't getting excited. After two hours, his dick was pounding in its cage and he started to feel excited in a way he hadn't in a long time. He wanted Sue, and he wanted her now! Upon Sue's arrival back home, Harry was a virtual non-stop, run on question. "Why did you do this? Where have you been? Where are the keys? When are you letting me out? Are you letting me out?" And on and on they went.
Sue reached down, grabbed the cage and gave it a little yank, which definitely got Harry's attention, and gave the simplest of answers, "tomorrow". The best Harry could muster was a "huhhhhh?" And with that, Sue gave Harry a kiss good night and headed off for bed. Harry didnt quite know the feeling rushing around inside of him, but he quickly decided he was not in a position to start an argument, and he crawled into bed besides his wife, who suddenly was incredibly close but unimaginably far away.
For Sue, the night passed quickly and without incident. For Harry, however, nights didn't come much longer than this. Sleep was elusive, never deep, and with many light dreams. Always right on the surface was his desire to get his dick unlocked and into his dear wifes pussy. And so the night dragged on.
Saturday, Sue awoke extremely refreshed and poor Harry looked like he stayed out all night at the local tavern. Sue left Harry in bed and started off her day. A couple of hours later, when Harry finally had gotten about 6 hours of sleep although he had been in bed for 11, Sue went back and pushed Harry out of bed and into the shower. While, he was showering, Sue changed into a sleek black teddy and some tall high heels, and waited for Harry. Harry pulled back the shower curtain to find a body of excitement standing in front of him, and his cock screamed for release from its cage.
Sue knelt down and pulled Harry's dick, cage and all, into her mouth. Harry didn't quite know what to do at this time. Holding Harry this way, the small lock behind his balls was unlocked and Sue's lips and the cock cage slid off of Harry. Harry sprang to life. Sue jumped to her feet, and running as fast as she could in heels, headed straight for the bed. Harry was right on her butt and soon the two were intertwined as one. As bad as Harry wanted to loose his load immediately in Sue, Sue kept him under control long enough for her to reach orgasm, and then finally let Harry cut loose.
Needless to say, Sue found Harry's interest in her to be the spark she had been looking for. With Harry's consent, each Friday night the cock cage was locked on. Depending on their weekend schedules, Harry could usually only stay locked up for part of Saturday and occasionally Sunday morning. Sue found this satisfying but really wanted Harry desiring her all the time. So Sue returned to the Internet, back to the chastity pages and started reading.
After a while, so realized that a permanent chastity belt for Harry, which he could where under his street clothes, would be the perfect solution. She scanned the pages for information on home built belts and thought that a custom made acrylic belt would be very appropriate. With Harry's chemical background and the facilities he has available to him at LCC, an acrylic belt would be no big deal. Or so she thought.
Well the weekend rolled around again a Sue locked Harry into his cock cage. Saturday came and went, then Sunday, and Sunday evening Harry went to Sue demanding his release and insisting on sex. Sue tried to calm him down and told Harry that he would have to patiently wait until Monday.
Monday was sheer torture for Harry. The cock cage caused a constant bulge to appear in his pants. All day long, whenever people were present, the main task was to keep covered up and undetected. At around 4:30, Sue called Harry and advised him to keep close to the fax machine, if he knew what was good for him. After a few minutes, the fax machine sprang to life and spit out the designs for an acrylic belt. The bottom of the fax read: "You stay locked up in until you come home with this on! P.S. I'm going out of town on business. See you on Friday."
Harry wanted to hit the roof, but instead quietly fumed back to his work area. After a little bit of thought, Harry told his boss that he would be working late the rest of the week.
Now Harry was faced with a problem. Here he was working in a world class chemical corporation and he didn't have available to him the chemicals to make an acrylic belt. So Harry decided to use what was available to him, and that was an extremely high tech, a carbon titanium composite which could be molded and cured fairly quickly. Besides being extremely light weight, the composite was as tough as hardened steel and wouldn't rust. All he had to do now was to come up with a locking mechanism that he could use with the composite materials.
Harry set about measuring himself and making a mold for the composite. Hours passed and Monday came to an end with Harry's poor cock still in its cage. Another day of embarrassment was ahead for Harry, but what could he do. Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday were much like Monday, but by Thursday night, the mold had been completed and the belt was finished being cured.
Friday, Sue was on her way home from her trip and she called to inquire on Harry's status. Harry explained that he finished the belt but couldn't put it on because of the cock cage. Sue told Harry where she had left the key, but told Harry "don't come home without the new belt on." Harry went home for lunch, picked up the keys, and removed the cock cage for the last time. He went back to work, rather horny and waited for the normal workday to end.
At 5 PM, Harry "worked" late again, and finished the final details of the belt. He checked the locking mechanism, which used a round "vending machine type" key. The molding process had left burrs and ridges, but diamond sanding tools removed those mild defects. Finally, the moment of truth was upon Harry. He undressed and stepped into the belt. As he pulled it up around his waist, he couldn't but wonder how she had talked him into making such a belt (actually she didn't, she gave him an ultimatum and he obeyed her).
With a deep breath, he squeezed each half of the waistband into the front plate and heard the decisive clicks as each half locked into position. He pushed and shoved until the belt fit just right. Even though he was nervous beyond belief, he was damn proud of the workmanship that had gone into the belt. He pulled his trousers back up and headed for the men's room to see if the belt would block any of his bodily functions.
After the initial shock of not being able to use the urinal, Harry successfully completed his goal. There were no problems urinating or defecating, except cleanup was a little harder than he expected. In no time at all, he was heading back to the lab.
When he reached the lab, he was rather surprised. His card key wouldn't open the lab door. Harry headed down to security only to learn that due to the holiday weekend, all lab facilities were locked down at 5:30. "Go home and enjoy your weekend" was the guard's advice. Harry was out of luck and left for home.
Sue met Harry at the door. She had arrived home in the afternoon after Harry's lunch and found the cock cage sitting on the bathroom sink. She couldn't wait to see Harry in his new acrylic belt. Before Harry could say a word, she opened his pants and pulled them down to his knees. The belt was absolutely gorgeous, a gray silvery metallic color that glimmered in the later afternoon sun. She was disappointed, though, that she couldn't see Harry's cock through it as she hoped she would with the acrylic.
Regardless, Sue stood up and stuck out her hand, palm up. "Key please."
Harry gulped and started into a long explanation of how the keys were left on the lab desk, how it was a three day weekend and he was stuck until Tuesday when he could retrieve the keys. Sue looked at him in disbelief, trying to figure out how someone so smart could be so stupid at times. "Fine", she said, disrobing in front of Harry and starting to rub her body against his. Harry immediately sensed the nature of his mistake. There was no getting out of this belt for the rest of the weekend. Without the key, the belt was permanently locked on and there was nothing short of industrial grade cutting tools that would take the belt off of him. It probably would be easier to cut Harry in half than would it be to cut the belt.
Sue laid upon the floor of the living room and pulled Harry down on top of her. Harry quickly took the hint and started kissing her neck, and breasts. He teased her nipples gently at first, then more intensely as Sue heated up. Sue started to grind her hips against Harry, but Harry's cock was nowhere to be seen. He felt it though, as it expanded in its molded guard, getting hard but never getting large enough to be fully engorged. He definitely under estimated how large his cock got when Sue got him going.
Sue pushed Harry's head down between her thighs and started to gyrate her hips, forcing her pussy into his mouth. Sue wouldn't say it, but she had become incredibly worked up thinking about Harry wanting to fuck her but not being able to. She wrapped her legs around his neck and grabbed his hair, pulling his face tight against her. She was loosing control fast and came in an incredible climax. When she regained some sense of composure and her breathing returned to normal, she quipped "I'm glad its you that is locked up. I like this shit way too much! Now you're all mine. How long should I make you wait before I let you out?"
Harry was kind of shell shocked. He never realized how much Sue would get off having his dick locked up permanently. Being a smart ass, "Forever my dear" he snidely responded, knowing that the first thing on Tuesday he would unlock and remove this ungodly device. "Don't worry, I'll let you out on occasion, when I really want you.", Sue replied, pushing Harry's head back between her legs for another go at it. Sue seemed to have turned into an orgasm machine and for now, Harry could only go along with her.
For Harry, the holiday weekend seemed like an eternity. Sleeping the first couple of nights was the hardest part, leaving him exhausted during the days. Monday was spent visiting friends, and for a short while his mind drifted away from his predicament. Unbelievably, he was starting to get used to the belt but had a long way to go before he wouldn't notice it.
Tuesday morning arrived like any other work morning and Harry trucked off to work at LCC. When he entered the building, the guard handed Harry a note that he was to attend a meeting in the second floor conference room starting at 9. Looking at his watch, 9:05, Harry realized the meeting had already started and made a mad dash for the second floor conference room.
He quietly entered the back of the conference room and sat near the end of the table. His boss was ranting and raving about a theft that occurred and the loss of precious company trade secrets, secrets that could severely hurt LCC's bottom line for the next couple of quarters. Around the room, Harry's coworkers had that group befuddled look, not having a clue what the boss was talking about. Harry had that same look.
After the group was thoroughly berated, the meeting came to an end. Everyone got up to leave and the boss yelled over to Harry and asked him to stick around. Harry couldn't believe that of all days, today would have to be the one he came to work five minutes late. Well, it was time to be chewed out like a man, and Harry sat back down.
When everyone else had left the room, the boss came up and sat across from Harry. "Harry, you've been working for LCC for a long time. I don't want to accuse you of anything, but last week you worked late every night except Friday, and your time logs don't explain what you where doing. Can you explain?"
White as a ghost. That was the only way to describe Harry. He sat there locked in the chastity belt he made during all of those late nights and there was no way he could tell his boss. "Oh, I just was trying this and that, but didn't have much luck creating anything useful. Is there a problem with my working late?"
"Harry, a good amount of that new carbon titanium composite disappeared from your lab last week. Nobody reports having worked with the material except you, and you only accounted for about 5% of what was actually used. Now then, can you tell me exactly what you were working on and what happened to the other 95% of the composite?"
Harry had gone from being a ghost to visibly shaken. He mumbled and stuttered different theories of what could possibly have happened, from coworkers taking the compound to accounting errors. By the time he was done, sweat was pouring from his forehead. The response to his boss was horrible.
"Harry, I hate to accuse you of theft and I dont have enough evidence yet to prove that you actually stole the compound, but I do believe after hearing all those lame excuses and seeing you here, that somehow, in some fashion, you were responsible for the loss of that compound. Do you wish to contest this?" Harry didn't know what to say and he sat there staring like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car.
"As of now, you are formally suspended. If you can provide some proof of what you were working on last week and show that you are not responsible for the loss of materials, I'll consider not following through with your termination. Otherwise, one week from today, personnel will cut you your final paycheck." With that, the boss leaned over and demanded Harry's card key, then picked up the phone and called security.
Harry was devastated. After being escorted out of the building, he rushed home and called Sue. He was so pissed off he could barely talk. All those years of service, gone. Job offers from other companies, gone. How would they make ends meet? Sue, upset but still thinking rationally, replied "Did you get the key?"
The silence was deafening. An EKG would probably record all kinds of weird heart arrhythmia's that the world's finest cardiologists wouldn't ever be able to diagnose. He nearly collapsed and finally let out a weak, barely audible "no".
The silence on the other end of the phone was now a bad as it was on Harry's end. Sue dropped the phone and ran to the ladies room. She actually pissed herself. "Sue. Sue are you still there? Sue, we'll do something. Sue, answer me" crept from the handset.
Sue, went to her boss and explained that Harry had lost his job and was at home, terribly distraught, and she had to leave work early to help him before he did something stupid. Nearly smashing her car several times on the rush home, Sue ran in and started to cry. She felt awful for Harry. He lost his job and would have a tough time getting another job in the chemical industry with accusations of theft haunting him. And the poor sole was permanently locked in a chastity belt she wished upon him.
The day wore on and Sue took Harry to the workshop in the garage. She was sure that with all the tools they had in there that there had to be a way to cut this thing off. They couldn't saw the waist band without the risk of seriously cutting Harry. The belt was too thick for the bolt cutters and hand cutting tools didn't even scratch the surface. The lock appeared to be hardened and the drill bits just snapped off. It wasn't the acrylic Sue had in mind.
Sue never wanted Harry's dick so much in her life as she did now. After a while, they gave up in frustration and headed back to the main part of the house. That night and the rest of the week, they tried to figure out a solution to their problem. They tried calling Harry's coworkers but none of them would give them even a chance to ask for help. They got the same responde from everyone: "I don't want to be associated with Harry and the mess he is in."
Harry and Sue discussed going back to the boss and trying to explain how Harry really didn't steal the composite to give to some other company, but Harry refused to disclose to anyone that he made a chastity belt for himself. Harry thought of trying to break into the lab to get the key, but the thought of life in prison (a real prison, not the one locking up his groin) didn't sit well with him.
Weeks went by, Harry's final check arrived with a poorly worded letter of dismissal. Harry tried to find a job as a chemist but to no luck. The best he could do was to get a job selling chemicals. "Harry, honesty isn't a prerequisite for a salesman." At least part of his life was becoming normal again.
The one thing Harry yearned for the most was to get inside of Sue again. Sue was now caught in the trap she had set for Harry, and unbelievably wanted to fuck Harry's brains out, all the time. They couldn't have intercourse, but they soon discovered ways of pleasing each other that they overlooked in the past.
Although Harry would never have an orgasm again, they both learned all of spots on Harry that got him incredibly turned on. Harry had never known how sensitive the rest of his body really was. He loved being touched and kissed by Sue. He was learning the magic of touching her, massaging her, and bringing her to climax whenever possible.
Harry never blamed Sue for his predicament, he just blamed it on his own stupidity for leaving that damn key on the counter at the wrong moment.
Life went on for Harry and Sue, but Sue's initial dream had come true. Harry wanted her more than anything else in the world, and as long as she was always there, just in reach but never truly reachable, he would always desire her. She longed to feel him inside of her, but like Harry, as time went on the desire only got greater. Sue had gotten her wish, plus some. Harry wanted her and worshipped the ground she stood on. She felt the same way towards Harry. Of all the things in life, this was all that mattered.
After a while, they never really spoke much of getting Harry out of the belt. Harry always hoped for a day when one of his ex-coworkers would stop buy with a box of Harry's personal belongings from the lab, with a key that nobody could figure what it belonged to. That day would never come, but Harry didn't know it.
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