Dedicated to Vestale, my beloved wife.
Here is a final version of my story which benefit from the contribution of the three of you. I beleive it may be the best one. Although I must say that you certainly are a better judge than me on that matter.
It was not easy for me to translate my story from French to English. By now you should know that I am french. I am very grateful for the generous help of Altaiboy, Sandor Zamboni, and Tony (the author of LIZ), who helped me to correct my grammar and spelling. I hope you like this final version.
First we wonder if any of you could help us about our little problem :
My wife wears a Jones’s cb part time since May 98. She looks terrific in it, and the fit seems perfect for bedroom play. Unfortunately she complains that her cb becomes unbearable when she wears it for more than 12 hours. When she tries beyond that time, she feels sore. We believe that we should order a new cb less tight, so that she would be able to stay in her cb for long periods.
Her actual cb is tight at the waist, an easy problem to solve with the new access denied adjustable cb. What puzzles us, is how tight should be the cb on her crotch?
With her actual cb, the front shield press firmly on her crotch. She is able to push the tip of her fingers underneath the front shield at her belly level near the waist, but she cannot do this at the vulva level.
We double checked her measurements, and they seem accurate. Except that when we measure while she wears her cb, the « I » measure (front waist through between legs and over buttocks to a point 3 ½ ``from center back) we get 23``, instead of the 24 ½``we had ordered, and that we still measure without her cb, next to her skin. That is strange. Maybe there was a mistake from the manufacture?
What do you think? Any comment would be helpful to us.
Joinville & Vestale. ***
She explains to the doctor that she comes for a check-up, and her annual smear test. The doctor opens her file, already prepared by his secretary. He finds inside a closed envelope coming from the lady’s husband. The doctor remembers that this man, one of his client, is a rich businessman. Inside the envelope the doctor finds a small key taped to a short letter :
Dear Doctor,
I send you my precious and adorable spouse, knowing that you will take great care of her health. Here is a key that I hope you will use judicously, and that you will return to me in the second envelope addressed to my name. Be careful, this key has an inestimable value for me. If this sounds strange to you, it doesn’t matter. You will soon understand what it is all about.
The doctor asks :
"Could you explain to me what is the meaning of this ?"
"Oh my dear doctor, this may be a new fancy from my husband. Do not worry, it may sound strange, but it is certainly harmless."
The doctor prefers to ignore what appears to him as silly play between this peculiar couple. So he goes along with the usual medical questions until he asked :
"What do you use as a contraceptive method "
"I don’t need any doctor."
"Why ? Do you have a fertility problem ?"
"I don’t think so doctor."
"As your doctor I must inform you that a young healthy woman has a 60% chance of becoming pregnant in the coming year, if she has regular intercourse with a man."
"Don’t worry about me doctor, I feel very safe about that."
Perplexed, the doctor, asks :
"I assume you do have intercourse with your husband ?"
"Of course, but in a way that precludes any possible procreation."
Puzzled by this comment, the doctor prefers to continue on with the check-up :
"All right then. At least I have warned you about the possible risk of pregnancy. Now if you would step behind the curtains, and undress, I will proceed with your physical examination." The doctor begins the examination. The woman has kept her skirt, but she is nude above the waist. The first part of the examination is simply routine for the doctor, but when he starts to examine the breast, the woman starts to moan languorously. Troubled by such a behavior, the doctor asks , "Did I hurt you madam ?"
"Oh no doctor. Please don’t stop."
Embarrassed the doctor tries to remain professional, and quickly starts to examine the abdomen of his client. When he reaches her waist, his fingers hit against something solid behind the leather belt that holds the skirt. Disconcerted by such an unusual finding, and by the very sensual nature of the woman, he prefers not to go any further.
"Well, everything looks fine so far, so we will conclude with your gynecological examination. If you would please go again behind the curtains, and take off your slip."
When the woman climbs on the examination table, the doctor keeps his eyes down on his notes, looking busy and writing more notes. When he finally takes a look at the woman, she is sitting patiently on the examination table, staring straight in his eyes with a charming smile. The doctor notices with relief that she has kept her skirt. Nevertheless this seductive woman is still half naked. She did not even care to remove her high heel shoes. What a strange lady indeed, he thinks for himself. He does not notice the fact that the woman sits quietly still, keeping her hands behind her back.
After having done the preparation for the smear slide, he turns toward the woman. What he sees then, leaves him speechless. The woman’s wrists are bound in handcuffs. Shocked, he asks :
"What is that ?"
The woman seems to have lost her self-assurance. With an hesitating voice she answers :
"I told you that sometimes my husband has strange ideas."
"I don’t know what kind of game your husband and you are playing, but this place is a professional physician’s office. My office ! So I must politely ask you to unlock those handcuffs immediately. Is this understood ?"
The beautiful face of the woman has turned bright red :
"I am so sorry doctor. I did not think that you would react that way. I feel so ashamed. God only knows how much I wish I could be out of this embarrassing situation. But I am afraid that I cannot be released."
"Don’t tell me that you’re not able to take these off ?"
"No doctor, unfortunately I don’t have the key."
"Ha ! I get it now. You need the key your husband has sent me. Isn’t it ?"
"I’m afraid that won’t do doctor."
"Stop making fun of me. I do not want to play your kinky games."
Instead of arguing with him, the woman proceeds to lay down on her back. Awkwardly because of her restrained arms, she lifts up her skirt. Stupefied, the doctor begins to see the shining metal covering the intimacy of the woman.
"The key you had found in the envelope my husband sent you, is the key of my chastity belt. I will need your help to remove it."
Confused, the doctor just don’t know what to think, what to say, or what to do. Just then, the phone rings.
"Hello. Yes. Of course I know I am late in my schedule. Well Miss Jouvencelle, it will take me longer than usual to solve the health problem of my client. Cancel all the rest of today’s appointments."
The doctor comes closer to the woman. He looks determined.
"Dear lady, the time has come for you to explain me what this is all about ?"
"Please doctor help me to sit up, and I will explain everything."
Gallantly he helps the poor shackled woman to stand erect again.
"As you just discovered, for several years my husband has made me constantly wear this terrible device, which should not have survived the middle ages. Desperately searching for a way to free myself from this metal prison, I persuaded my husband that if he loves me as absolutely as he claims, he should take care of my health, and allow me to have a yearly gynaecological examination like any other woman. He agreed, but first he planned this weird scenario. If I was willing to follow his instructions, he would allow me to have my check-up. You can’t understand what my life has been like for these last years doctor. I had hoped so much that you would understand. Please doctor, get that key on your desk, and set me free from this harsh chastity belt. I have been locked in it non-stop for three long months, and I’ve been dreaming of this moment of freedom for many weeks. Please doctor, don’t disappoint me."
"How can you tolerate such an inhuman treatment ? Why don’t you rebel ?"
"Even if it may sounds strange to you, I am deeply in love with my husband. I don’t want to leave him. And I know that if I disobey him, he will punish me."
"If you love him so much, why are you asking me to release you from your predicament ? You should make up your mind my dear."
"Oh doctor, if you just could understand my feelings. The only way for me to be released from my chastity belt, is by following step by step the instructions my husband gave me. His machiavellian mind has planned a stratagem by which I could never be able to get access to that damned key. Only you could use that key to unlock my chastity belt. And worst of all, you will be forced to relock me in my belt before I can leave your office."
"How would such a thing be possible my dear ?"
"In about one hour a messenger will come to your office to hand deliver you a new envelope. It is to be only given to you. But the messenger has been instructed by my husband to first retrieve the envelope containing the key to my chastity belt, and he is to confirm the key is in the enveloppe. I would give anything I have to make a copy of this key. How good would it be to be able to touch again my genitals with my fingers. It has been so long since I have been deprived of that privilege." The woman sighs with despair. The doctor feels touched by such sad sincerity. At that precise moment, he realises that he cares for that woman, and notices how beautiful she is. She speaks again:
"In this new envelope you will find the key of my handcuffs." "And what would you do if I refuse to go along with your plan ?"
"My husband figured out that you don’t have any choice. If you do not exchange the keys in the envelopes, you cannot free me from my handcuffs, and you will have to cope with the scandal of having kept a half naked woman locked in handcuffs inside your office."
"I must admit it is pretty well conceived. Let me ask you one more question. Since you wish to be free of your chastity belt, why should I put it back on you afterward ?"
"Because if I were to come back to my husband without my chastity belt, he would get very angry, and would make me regret my disobedience."
The doctor is getting more and more curious about this woman claiming that she lives in a chastity belt.
"What do you fear he can do to you ?"
"He certainly would whip me with the crop. He warned me that the memory of this flogging would leave marks for a long time on both my buttocks and my brain. But worst of all, he threatened me with the prospect of keeping me locked in my chastity belt non-stop for a whole year. I’m afraid I could not withstand this. I guess I would become insane from frustation."
"But I suppose your husband would miss having sex with you."
"Oh certainly not. When I am locked in my chastity belt, I must be available any time to satisfy his lust. If I don’t submit to this duty, he delays the day when I shall be temporarily unlocked for hygienic purpose."
"Are you trying to tell me that each day of your life your husband keeps you locked in this medieval cuirass(armour) ? This is pure cruelty. How can you tolerate this from a man ?"
"I must admit that these two years wearing my chastity belt most of the time have been quite an ordeal. But I did manage to do it, and sometimes I even felt proud to have learned to cope with it. My husband is not always so rude with me. In fact, I was the one who gave him the idea of a chastity belt. He was getting jealous, reproaching me my sex appeal, and believing I was trying to seduce other men. This was not true. I may be a coquettish woman, but I love my husband passionnately. That is why I agreed to wear a chastity belt , to prove to him how much I love him. Isn’t it the ultimate gift a woman could give to her lover, her own sex burning from the unextinguished fire of passion ? Sometimes it is not that bad you know. What I really hate is when he adds this so-called secondary shield. And lately my husband decided that I should wear it more often. He uses it as a tool to control me. Whenever he complains about how I have behaved, this secondary shield is locked upon my chastity belt. With it my dayly hygiene turns into a laborious task. Until now, I had never kept this secondary shield for more than a few days, and rarely up to a week. But when he conceded me the right to have my gynecological examination, I had to consent to wear this distasteful accessory for three months non-stop before my appointment with you. You cannot understand how bad I had anticipated the delightful moment when you would unlock me. Please doctor don`t be cruel, and release me. I implore you.I will do anything you wish. *ANYTHING*, just dare to ask." Her eyes, her voice, her body, everything in her was sensuality and seduction. He understands that in a way, she and her husband were using him to obtain his participation in what they had planned. But how could he fight the magical charm by which this so desirable woman has caught him in ?. He was under her spell.
Determined, the doctor goes to his desk, and picks up the key. When he comes back, she is trying to lay on her back, clumsy with her wrists bound behind her. Gently the doctor supports her with his arm. Tenderly the woman leans her head against the doctor’s shoulder. Touched by this sign of abandon, he sees how passionnately she gazes into his eyes. Without warning their lips meet. They kiss very tenderly at first, but soon with feverish passion. Her quivering body seems to crave for caress. He fondles her breasts, and she starts to moan voluptuously. He nibbles on one of her nipples, while she undulates her pelvis.
"Oh yes, don’t stop. It feels so good."
And soon she asked "Please doctor, use the key."
Conveniently he sits at the foot of the table, as he would have done for a gynecological examination. The woman does not wait to be asked, and she opens her legs widely, while her face glows with lust. For the first time, he is able to take a close look at the chastity belt she is wearing. He is turned on by what he sees. His face is now pretty close to her crotch, and she feels his warm breath on her thighs. She thrusts her buttocks against him. She sighs when his tongue gently strokes her skin just beside the metal shield of her cb. He notices how warm the metal is against his cheek. Thinking to himself ,"Damn, the sex of this woman is burning behind this steel harrow(plate)." He tries to push his index finger under the metal to reach her vulva, but the belt presses so firmly against her crotch that he cannot slide the tip of his finger more than a centimetre. The woman reacts frantically to this unsatiated attempt.
"The key ! Please unlock me with the key. I beg you. I cannot bear this any longer."
He pushes the key in the lock of the secondary shield. With a « click » he removes it. The strong scent of female lust hits his nostrils, building his desire even stronger. For what seems an eternity, he stays petrified, staring at the tender flesh of her labia lips which protrude pathetically through the slit of the front shield as if they were trying to escape their metal prison. An irresistible might urges him to lick those delightful labia lips. As he reaches the clitoris, already erect between the steel walls of it’s cell, the woman starts to utter a long and languishing cry. From the slit pours out a wave of vaginal juices, which he eagerly swallows.
The woman rests exhausted. For a while he admires her exquisite beauty as she languishes on her bound arms submitting quietly to her predicament. Breaking the spell, he unlocks the front shield. Instantly the woman comes back to life.
"Take me ! Now ! It’s been so long since I have been laid."
Unable to wait any longer, the doctor thrusts his erect cock inside the dripping pussy. Their pelvises swing in tandem, until they cry out as the two lovers share an overwhelming orgasm. Later the woman is sitting on the doctor’s lap as he fondles her. The doctor is asking one question after another. He is eager to learn more about how the woman had managed to live locked in a chastity belt for so long.
She kindly explains him how she had learned to perform her natural body function while wearing her cb, and the extra care she must take to maintain proper hygiene. She mentions that her predicament is much easier without the secondary shield. Not only is the hygiene easier, but without it, she is able to orgasm in her cb while making love with her husband, and she even confesses that sometimes she is able to obtain self-gratification.
The phone call of the secretary interrupts their discussion. The messenger is in the waiting room. Without a word the woman leans toward the doctor and gives him a passionnate kiss.
"Thank you doctor, you’ve been great. The time has come for me, dear friend. Please relock me in my chastity belt."
Surprised by her willingness, he leds her to the examination table. Trembling, he picks up the heavy metal girdle, and circles her waist with it. Carefully, he raises the front shield until it presses against the woman’s pussy. In order to be able to fix the hole on the end of the shield over the pin of the lock, he has to pull with some strength. The woman gasps, but her fate is sealed : the lock has clicked in. Repeating the procedure he locks the secondary shield on.
He withdraws the key to place it inside the envelope. The woman had followed each of these steps, staring anxiously at the precious key that deprived her again of the freedom of her sex. The doctor leaves the room, and speaks few words with the messenger outside the office. He comes back with a new envelope. Tearing it he finds a new key. The key of her handcuffs. A few minutes later she is a free woman. Free to move anyway she wants, and free to go anywhere she wishes. But the few who share her secret, know that she is the permanent captive of the only man who owns her, and holds the key of her heart and all the wonders that come with it.
Quickly the woman has dressed, looking as elegant, as when she first came in his office. She is ready to leave. The doctor stops her, and holds her in his arms. They kiss again. He caresses her body over her clothes, until his fingers feel under her skirt the rigid plates that encircles her pelvis. With sorrow, he realises that from now on this woman will be out of his reach. He lets her go. He keeps looking at her as she leaves his office. Before disappearing, she turns her face to him, and gratefully leaves him with a beautiful smile.
She is definitely gone. He sits down heavily in his chair feeling sad.
"I think I fell in love with this woman. What is going to happen to me ?"
He gazes at his desk and sees that the smear slide is still there.
"Miss Jouvencelle would you phone to the lady that just left the office to inform her that we will have to take her sample again.
A big laughing smile now illuminates his face.
THE END.
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