Dear Altairboy,
Chaste is becoming more and more frustrated at his inability to ease the build up of sexual tension that is so well contained by his chastity belt. Last time he wrote you will recall that he tried to cut himself free and this caused me to increase the security by getting new locks. However I promised him at the time that he would be punished for that escape attempt and last weekend this is what happened.
Unknown to Chaste I had been on the phone to three of my oldest and closest friends inviting them round for the evening to meet my new maid. I had told them that I had found Chaste going through my clothes and so I had given him his wish and was dressing him up for the evening to act as my maid. I told them nothing about his chastity belt as I wanted to leave that for later on. I explained to them that to punish him it was important to dress and act as provocatively as they could.
Well on Saturday morning I released Chaste from his cot and told him to go get washed and to shave as much body hair off as he could and that I would be inspecting him. He wasn't too keen but knew better than to argue. He didn't do a bad job and all I had to do was to clear up in a few places where he couldn't reach. Of course I had to leave under his chastity belt as there was no way that I was going to take that off just yet. I then took him into my bedroom and started to dress him.
First I put him in appear of thick terry pants that had a waterproof covering like baby's trainer pants. There are a bit special though because instead of elastic at the waist these have a strong chain so they can be locked on. After doing this I added another pair of plastic pants just to be sure. Then a frilly black pair of satin knickers. A bra went round his chest which I filled out with balloons filled with water and then his very short black satin maids dress. He kept on moaning and saying that he couldn't wear this stuff. I think it was making him even more horny and that was why he didn't like it! Stockings, high heeled shoes and his slave collar so dressing him was now complete. I set to work on his face and soon had him looking rather good as I trowelled on his make-up. I finished up with a cute wig and then pinned his maid's hat on the top.
He needed lots of training as he couldn't walk very well in his shoes but by the time my guests started to arrive he was doing all right. When the doorbell went he just looked at me wondering what to do, I told him to open the door and let my guest in. He was terrified and pleaded with me to let him escape up stairs by I was having none of that. One by one my friends arrived and as they did they all went upstairs to change into something a bit more interesting. As they came down I could see that Chaste was already having problems as his manhood was becoming excited again.
As the afternoon and evening progress we all had lots of fun at Chaste's expense and it didn't go unnoticed that every so often he would come up to me, drop a nice curtsy and ask for the key so he could use the toilet. I had been filling him up with iced water so I knew this would happen. After this happened for the fourth time Jane said that he couldn't need to go again and that he must be massaging his meat. I couldn't stop my laughter as I watched Chaste hopping about trying to hold the flood back and knowing what he was wearing under those pants.
"I think that is very unlikely Jane as about four months ago I took the precaution of protecting my property," I said.
I then told Chaste to remove his pants and hold the hem of his dress up. I walked over and as my friends watched I inserted the small key into his trainer pants and pulled them to the floor so my guests were treated to the sight of Chaste securely locked up in his belt. The all became very interested and asked to examine it closer. Chaste was still hopping about so I told him to got to he toilet first then report back here so he could be inspected. While he was gone Jane suggested that as he couldn't massage his own meat how about having him massaging us. We all agreed that it was a great idea. When Chaste returned I got him dressed again after the girls had felt his belt and inspected it properly.
One by one we stripped off and with some herbal oils that I have we made Chaste give us a full massage. Long before he was even through with Jane he was whimpering and by the time he had finished he was in tears and on his knees begging me to release him. By now we were all having great fun and so when Chaste asked for the keys to his pants again I refused. We all watched as he tried in vain to hold back the flood but of course he failed and ended up soaking his pants.
Poor Chaste he was so embarrassed as my friends called him baby names and make him crawl about the floor and play with some baby toys I had for him. At nine o'clock I decide it was time for baby to go to bed and so we all went upstairs to his room to get him ready.
After getting him undressed, I had him lie on a fresh nappy then I secured his arms to the top corners of the bed. I saw the look of surprise in his eyes as I took the key for his chastity belt and unlocked the padlocks then removed it. Now he was panting for it. Making sure that his wrists were secure I pulled his wet trainer pants back on the added the other thick nappy and finally his plastic pants. With his penis now free he was at full erection but I was going to make sure that he was not going to get the chance to shoot his lot into his nappy. We spread his legs wide and fastened them in place so he couldn't turn over to rub himself off.
We all took turns sitting on his chest and allowing him to taste, smell and enjoy our juices for the next couple of hours. By the time we left he was tossing and wriggling about in desperation trying anything to rub himself off. It was close to midnight before my friends left and as I climbed the stairs I was rewarded with the sounds of Chaste still trying to find a way to take advantage of not being locked in his belt.
Come morning I went in to inspect Chaste to see how he had got on. His face was covered by our dried juices and his tears, his nappies were soaking wet and he begged me to release one of his hands. I found our prayer collar and locked that round his neck then one by one I fastened his wrists to it before undoing the straps that held his feet. After a good bath then a nice cold shower I was once again able to lock his belt back on and there it will stay until his birthday next month.
Before he left for work he kissed me gently on my lips and thanked me for a great weekend. He said looking back it had been fun if rather humiliating and certainly very frustrating. I kissed him back and told him that he would get his relief on his birthday and it would be all the better for weekends like this.
So Altairboy, I suppose the next time I write, Chaste will be a little more relaxed.
I will write to you very soon.
Dee.
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