It all started off when my friend/roommate Claire decided to tidy up our place. We had been living together for almost a year when she found out about my little "fetish". She was cleaning out the apartment, and happened to look behind the refrigerator and she found my box of secrets, including handcuffs, a ball gag, a small vibrating egg, some kinky porne magazines, a few tapes and an anal dildo.
When I got home from work that night (I was a waitress) she showed me what she had found. My face burned with shame as I confessed my intense desire to be a sub, and how I had always loved bondage, but never had anyone to explore my fantasies with. To my surprise, she casually admitted she was very turned on by that and said she would be interested in being my master.
I have always been a little partial to women, and to tell you the truth, Claire is one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. With her tan complexion, slender body and legs, she could seduce any man. With her green eyes, long black hair, and sensitive and sensual personality she could seduce any woman, including me. So of course I told her I would love to be her slave and do anything she wanted forever. This is what I had always wanted, right?
For about a week, the offer lay dormant. But then the next Friday night when I got home there was a note on my bedroom door to strip and fix the devices laid out on my bed about myself. I opened the door and gaped. Hanging from the ceiling was a chain, with handcuffs attached. On the bed was a leather hood, equipped with blindfold and cock gag, a new anal dildo that looked a little different from mine, and a steel collar with a big D ring in the center.
I first lubricated the dildo, and sort of stared at it, suddenly noticing the larger size, and textured surface. I gave a little peep as the dildo slid home, filling me to the brim, but I kept going. Next put on the hood, leaving the blindfold open but shoving the large gag into my mouth and strapping it there. The collar fit over the hood and locked shut, which made me a little nervous, I might add. Last I Clipped both of my hands above my head into the handcuffs, took a deep breath and waited.
Five minutes passed, then ten and finally the door opened, If I could have moaned I would have, but the gag sufficiently silenced my effort. Claire entered, she was outfitted in all leather, almost a catsuit if it weren't for the two holes cut in the leather where her beautiful tits hung out. That was it, nothing else.
She said nothing, just walked around me admiring her work. Then she went to my behind and started fiddling with the dildo. It started inflating and filling me more than I thought possible, until it stopped just before I thought I would burst. Then she pushed something on it and it began to vibrate and wiggle, causing me to squirm uncontrollably in my restraints. She giggled, and then grew serious.
-"Erica, are you serious about this, I mean you being my slave? I mean you really want this?"
-A nod from me
-"Then I have something really special, that will make you really mine, I ordered it on-line, and if you don't want it, it'll be hard to return so I hope you do." She left the room, leaving me puzzled. What could she possibly have? My question was soon answered. Claire came in with a metal contraption that was unmistakable.... a chastity belt! I felt myself becoming wet with excitement. I had always dreamed of wearing one, literally. Many of my fantasies included myself wearing one, trapped in almost-ecstasy at the mercy of my master.
-"So, you like?" Claire asked with a glint in her eye
-I nodded furiously, and added extra emphasis with a thrust of my hips.
-"We can try this out for a while, and if you like it, it stays, if not.... well we'll work something out."
-another nod from me
Instead of installing the device she came over to me and got down on her knees and started giving me an incredible oral. I hadn't noticed how horny I had become, but the dildo and restraints had turned me on like hell. I came quickly but she didn't stop. Over the next hour I achieved several amazing orgasms, and by the end we were both extremely tired. Now came the real climax, Claire reached over onto the bed and got the belt. First she removed the dildo which provoked a grimace from me as it was pulled out, then unlocked the metal collar and pulled it off.
Claire then motioned for me to step into the belt and then she slid it on. Immediately I noticed some major differences than the ones pictured on-line that I had seen, first of all instead of two chains going on the side of the arse cheeks, a 3/4 inch thick metal bar went right up the middle which continued after being welded to the waistband, up my spine and was welded again to a new collar, this one thicker, and more restricting, which clicked shut around my neck. The metal bar was a posture bar! attached at the neck and waistband which would prevent a lot of movement, such as bending over (to some extent), and instead of turning my hips to look around, I would have to adjust my entire position so I was facing in the direction I desired to see. A shiver of excitement traveled up my spine, but was quickly deadened by the bar over it.
I was now totally chastised, and at the mercy of Claire. And I liked it.
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