A few month have passed since I last posted my 1st comments about our Neo-steel She-male belt.
We/ my Keyholder has now found a sort of routine around how we use the Belt. She knows that I really like the idea to be locked in the belt. She will tease me for weeks where she will deny my any sexual contact. Maybe a few kisses at most. She will touch me and bed and leave me without relief.
Once I can’t behave anymore, she will lock me in the belt every night for a few days. I have then to give her a few orgasms and she will generally let me cum but no intercourse except when she really feels like it. This has been going on for a few months and the worst is not the Belt but she keeps reminding me about the belt and the denial of any sexual activity.
As I said, this has been going on for a few months. I think that in general, our relation got even better than it was before because now the roles are clearly defined. She has still some issues with the belt and the whole situation: she loves the domination and owning my cock, but she hates the humiliating part in it.
A few weeks ago, things started suddenly to change. I had taken a few day’s off and was in one of these periods where I have been denied any release for too long to behave rationally. She told me that since she had to work I could wear the belt around the house. So I spent most of the day at home locked in the belt and wearing a skirt (She had set it aside for me). I was reading my mail and some magazines. In the after-noon I had to go out, so it was temporally bye-bye to the belt.
I picked her up from work and she was very tender but did not ask about my day. We had dinner and started to watch TV as if nothing had ever happened. She then told me to take a shower and to wait naked for her in Bed.
I was sure that this meant finally some relief. It appeared to take her ages to join me in Bed. She finally came to bed when I was almost asleep. She told me how much she loved me and moved her body closer to mine. She then told me in a very nice tone that tonight I had to wear the belt. I got out of bed and into my belt and back in bed close to her. She kissed me and told me how much she loved me and that I deserved some "Reward" for my good behavior.
She told me that
She turned around and went to sleep without any other comments. It took me some time to find my sleep.
Next morning she kissed me when left for work and reminded me about my list and that I should not stay to long in bed. When I asked for some details she simply told me "You will find everything you need in bath room and breakfast is ready for you in the kitchen."
After she left I waited a few minutes and went into the bathroom. What a surprise there she had set my "Dress" for the day. I knew exactly what I had to do. I shaved and Showered as well as I could.
Then It was time to dress up. I started with the Ankle and wrist collars. Then came the very short top she had set aside for me. And a skirt. The neck collar with the heavy Dog chain hanging down in the front. (She also instructed me to lock it - I found the lock but no key). Last, a pair of high-heels and I connected a short chain between the ankles.
There I was home, locked in a belt and collar I could not remove. Restrained as I was I moved through the apartment. 1st stop was the stereo to cover my noise with some music. Next I went to close the shades she had left open. I finally got to the kitchen and what a shock.
On the floor there was a bowl of cereal and one with water and the famous letter in between with another chain. I knelt on the floor to pickup the letter and read-it. The letter was addressed to my submissive name which she never users.
Kelly. For the rest of day you will not be allowed to stand like a Woman except if it is required to do your task. When ever you are in a fixed location you’re leash has to be attached to some furniture or other object. Get started by attaching it to the fridge. Attach the chain to your wrists and the ring in the collar and have you breakfast before you begin to do some work.
There I was, on the cold kitchen floor attached to the fridge and licking my breakfast from the bowl like a dog. I ate very little yet it still took me an eternity. I started to look at the to do list:
She also wrote that she expected it to be as clean as when she was doing it. She did not mention what would happen but that did not really matter at this stage.
I knew it takes her 3 hours when she does it (Without cleaning the oven).
I started to work on my list washing, brushing, and checking if it was really clean. With my restricted ability to move most of it was challenging. She allowed me to remove the chain to my wrist for a number of tasks but it was still difficult. The worst thing was the vacuum cleaner which would always get into the way of my short chain between the legs.
After 6 hours of relentless cleaning except some pauses to drink from my bowl I had almost completed the list of things to do. She finally called me on the telephone to ask how I was doing with her list. It appeared clear to me that her colleagues where not too far away and the whole thing did turn her really on. She complimented me on my progress I made on her list. And she gave me some new instructions.
I was to run a final check to make sure everything was clean and avoid any penalty. She the told me to lock my leash to the furniture in the living room and place a hood over my head. I then spent 3 hours completely in the dark, attached in the living room and the bowls next to me. Time was passing very slowly. Finally the alarm clock released me.
I was not quite finished with my day. I had to remove all of my outfit except for the belt. I telephoned her and she told me where she had hidden the key for the collar but not for the belt. I then cleaned everything and took and extensive shower. After that I dressed in Jeans and polo on top of my belt and waited for her return.
She returned with a big smile gave me a kiss and went on as if nothing had happened. She started to inspect my work and appeared quiet happy. The evening proceeded without any other mention of the day I had just spent. She finally told me to go into the bathroom and to close my eyes. She simply fetched the key for the belt and opened it. She declared that I would not be wearing it tonight. She sent me to clean all the parts hidden under the belt and clean the belt. When I went to bed she simply told me to wear a condom in order to avoid any mess.
She joined my in bed and started to ask about my day how I felt and how she felt. This did go on for about 2 hours. She closed the discussion that since she owned my sexual pleasure I would not be allowed any release until she decided to, Any accidents from my side would be punished.
For the next 5 days I had to sleep with a condom every night. She would make me horny and then deny me any pleasure. Finally on day 6 she asked me to make love to her and it was the best sex we ever had.
I can’t wait for the next time I have to clean the house.
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