Two weeks! She stared at the locked steel belt around her waist, and repeated the words out loud.
Master smiled and let her know immediately He was in no mood for any disagreements. With a tug on her leash, she was kneeling in the center of the living room floor, her hands behind her neck, and her knees apread apart.
The new chastity belt was gleaming in the light, and He knew from the moment the lock clicked shut that this was a well worth it investment. There was absolutely no way out of the device for her, nor would she be touching her cunt anytime soon.
She was very sexual, and it was very clear that the denial of her own cunt only served to increase her need. These are your rules for the next two weeks, my little slave: You will keep your mouth slightly open in my presence at all times. Your lips will remain bright red, and you will offer at least once per hour to orally satisfy me. You will fall asleep at night with your lips on my cock, and you will wake me each morning the same way. If I have to remind you at any time during the next two weeks of these rules, you will remain locked for one whole week for each time I have to remind you.
You will not use the toilet for the week either, my slave. You will use the litter box exclusively. You will crawl to it, and crawl from it, and you will show me that you think of nothing but my cock for the entire two weeks. If you fail, I have no qualms about leaving this belt on indefinitely, in fact, I just may do that.
You really have no rights to touch your own cunt anymore, do you? Your cunt belongs to Me now. I see no reason for you to even see your cunt or touch it.
His words rang through her like fire. Her cunt was already talking to her, and she could feel the moisture welling up inside it, seeping down her legs, soaking the insides of her thighs. He somehow could get to her, He could get to her very inner core. His voice, His dominance.
She was locked into a real chastity belt. She did not have the key, nor did she know where it was. She obeyed this man's every command instantly. Never before in her life could she have imagined herself doing this for anyone. She had her fantasies, but they were hers only. Now, they were His. She was a slave to a Master.
Her hand went instinctively to her clit, and it was met by a metal shield. The reality and extent of her slave status completely overwhelmed her. She loved Him so deeply, so completely that she was willing to be His slave for the rest of her life.
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