This is an explicit story - don’t read if you dislike rude terminology or imagery, or if you are underage - and it is fiction so don’t assume anything is practical or possible.
She came out of the bathroom, naked. Gorgeous. Far too gorgeous.
"You don't understand," I said. "This isn't going to work." But she moved her supple, slender body over to the bed I was sitting on.
She sat and looked up, those fuck-me eyes drawing me in. In her lowest, quietest, sexiest voice, she said, "Don't you find me attractive?"
And just for a moment, I was taken over by her, and forgot the impossibility of my situation. "You make me so horny." And then I winced with pain as my cock stretched itself up.
I couldn't possibly reject her, but I couldn't accept her either. I had no choice but to explain why I couldn't succumb to my insatiable desire for her.
I lay back on the bed, and wept as she unbuttoned my jeans.
I said, "I can't because my Master wouldn't approve," as she revealed the gleaming chrome chastity belt locked unrelentingly around my groin.
Mortice Deadlock
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