A Slave's Belt

The following is a re-count of one slave's introduction to her chastity belt as told from her perspective and recollections. This tale is copyrighted and all rights are reserved to the author. A limited grant of use for personal reading is given but no commercial or other use may be had. Perhaps one day the rest of the story may be told, until then enjoy!

I am a rather good slave, my Master is always praising me and telling me of HIS pride in me. But i sometimes slip in my discipline and then He must punish me. The only problem is that i am a self-confessed pain slut! This slave simply adores the sensations of pain, even quite severe pain will simply dazzle and delight me. A good whipping or a solid caning may discipline another, but this one would only moisten and revel in it. My Master was also becoming somewhat dismayed at what He teasingly called my "nymphomania." This one is habitually touching her sex and is rather addicted to self-induced orgasms too. There are few moments of the day when this slave's hands are idle! To be honest, this addiction was becoming distracting and increasingly interfered with my thoughts, routines and duties. It was not that this one was not being satisfied or pleasured either. Master had a very healthy appetite and blessed this one with all manner of pleasures, yet the hands still could not leave me be.

Master spoke to His slave with regard to her little problem. He instructed her to show more restraint but she confessed her inability. This one tried in vain and finally told her Master it was too overwhelming and she had failed to obey His instructions. He was generous in His understanding but irked at not seeing any practical solution. He also spoke of His inability to properly punish this one given her liking of pain and the pleasure she derived in it. Indeed, He preferred that O/our torments be only for pleasure and not confused with any necessary punishments. His slave was saddened at her inability to obey and troubled to see her Master in deep thought for a solution. This one wanted only to please. Several months passed and the only thing Master did was instruct his slave to try once more to restrain herself from touching her sex. This one tried each day but rarely could avoid her temptations. But there was no punishment, only a look of disappointment from Master at her confessions.

On a bright beautiful Saturday, a package arrived for Master. This one dutifully received it and promptly delivered it to Him. He smiled immediately upon examining the return address of the shipper of this package. "Very good, your present has finally arrived" was the first words from His mouth after accepting it. "You have been a very good slave and your Master has bought you a present!" This one could hear the satisfaction in His voice and she smiled as she loved presents very much. And she had been very good save for her addicted hands. He opened the box and removed several silver and black items. The curiosity and anticipation were exciting this one and of course she let her hands wander to herself as expected. "Sir, what is it, if I may ask?" "It is a lovely new thing for you to wear", He said with near joy in His voice. This one has many items of intimate apparel and adores her fetish wear greatly. This thing looked like a leather and metal thong bottom of sorts, a belt and something to fit around her private areas for modesty. It was quite intriguing and rather stunning actually. "Very becoming wouldn't you agree?" He had assembled it and was displaying it for this one to admire. "Yes, Sir, it is very lovely."

"Bring some baby powder", He directed and this one promptly retrieved it to her Master. "Remove your clothing so that you may try it on to see if it fits properly." "Yes, Sir", this one eagerly replied. As she removed her clothes she spoke of her desire to model this latest bit of attire for her Master knowing He relished her modeling such things for Him. "Display", He commanded and this one immediately stood upright, eyes forward, legs modestly apart and her hands behind her head. She felt her Master fitting this belt and trying the other piece under her for a proper fit. He had applied a soothing amount of baby powder upon her and she felt the snug yet very comfortable fit of this new thing. "Look down and see how it fits you." It looked amazing, a very sensual looking garment, it felt confining but wonderful and this one looked forward to wearing it for her Master. She observed it as her Master fitted the bottom part into a slot and then apparently looked it with a key to her surprise.

Master put the key into his pocket and stepped back to admire it. "How does it feel, is it comfortable, a proper fit?" "Yes, Sir." "Move around a little, bend and such to test for any undue restrictions in the fit." This one complied and at no time felt any discomfort in the fit. "Feels snug but comfortable, Sir." "Model it a little, show off your Master's new toy." Once more this one obeyed and took delight in the comforting snugness and feel of this kinky new garment. It seemed a strangely pleasing device upon her and by Master's smile He was quite satisfied with His new toy as well. "Wear it for a while about the house as you do your chores and lounge in it too, W/we must ensure that it can be worn comfortably by Master's pet." "Yes, Sir, I shall test it completely as You instruct." "Dismissed", He said as a matter of fact yet with great self-satisfaction still in His voice.

This one wore it for several hours as she did chores, lounged about and enjoyed her Saturday at home in leisure. The new garment didn't interfere or bother her in the slightest really once she got used to it. It fit like a glove as one might say. She explored it and found a slit that would permit her to go potty without having to remove it seemed but wouldn't permit anything to enter her. Her fingers could not fit in the slit even as her delicate parts were teasingly close to it! This one hadn't realized it but she had gone several hours without being able to touch herself. In fact, no amount of touching, rubbing or probing would permit her sensitive parts to be stimulated. As she lay on the couch she tried in vain to figure any possible way to satisfy her unsatisfied need. This one loves sex and needs orgasmic release in great measure, yet now there simply was now obvious method to fulfill the increasing urges for some satisfaction. This one was now worried about this new toy and dismayed at its restriction of her sex.

"Sir, may I enter", this one spoke softly and contritely for interrupting Him. "Yes, please do My beloved pet", He spoke with near elation at her return. "This one has worn the belt as instructed all day, Sir." "Do you find it comfortable, no problems in its wearing?" "No, Sir." This one did fidget a bit as her drives were now distracting in their lack of release. "Well Sir, I did discover that this one cannot seem to touch her sex while wearing this thing." "Is that a problem", He asked in a genuine yet just amused inquisitive tone. "Yes, Sir, sorry Sir, but it is frustrating and confusing." "So you have tested it then?" "Yes Sir, I confess I tried in vain to satisfy my little problem." "You really tried, tested it completely and still found not the secret to success?" "No Sir, this one worked mightily at getting to herself but it denied every attempt." "That is interesting", He said with more amusement not than any genuine puzzlement. "May your pet ask the secret, it eludes me and i am completely confused as to how i might be able to circumvent its coverage Sir?"

"Don't be confused My dear, as that is a purpose of the thing." "Sir?" "I have bought for you a chastity belt, a wondrous device to help with your problem, to assist in your discipline." A chastity belt, this one thought and remembered something vague of such medieval things but still hadn't fully appreciated what it was yet. "Your Master desires to help you be chaste, to give you assistance in learning restraint and provide you a tool in your endeavors to show discipline." "Thank you, Master", were my words but this one still didn't fully comprehend or appreciate the thing. "I detect you still have some confusion, thus I shall explain more fully." He spoke with a soothing reassurance this one had come to take comfort in, she was slightly bewildered and her voice betrayed her like this often to a Master who had learned her quite well now.

"As you can see, the device is designed to cover and protect your sensitive areas, it has a slit for hygiene and although you may have suspected otherwise, you can also defecate quite freely past that metal bar at your rear. "It was designed to be worn for extended periods without discomfort or inconvenience, the lining will safeguard your delicate skin and the fit will ensure that you will hardly feel its presence." That seemed all too true, it was comfortable and easy to wear. "The device will not permit you to masturbate however, it is ingeniously frustrating of that singular endeavor." Sadly this one had already discovered this truth too. "Unless I unlock it and bless you with access or pleasure, you shall now be forced into a state of denial." Now the true purpose was clear enough, my fears were fully met and she was beginning to accept the enormity of the thing. "A purely gratuitous benefit is that your Master now has a totally effective punishment for His little pain slut as well", He said with devilish gratification in his voice. This one fully heard the pleased state of Master, His newly found ease, and contentment. She was comforted in her trust of Him, she loved Him and had given herself to Him fully but still she did not find delight in this prospect or the type of punishment intended.

She now understood that He had devised for her a punishment uniquely cruel and effective. This monstrous device would hurt her in her only vulnerable place, her desperate need for pleasure. Without pain or other leverage, Master had found the one lever that would motivate this one fully. Pleasure would be her rewards and its denial was now her most grim of punishment. This beautiful thing was now known for its true self, a wicked and awful thing of beauty that would now be a true implement of torture. The long denial already was having its effect as she could feel her burning need unmet with no knowledge of when He may give the gift of release. "The key is Mine, from now forward you shall be often confined in your chastity belt as W/we discipline you." "Thank you, Sir", she spoke with some sullen resignation to her new fate. "Your Master will release you at times for your pleasure, but now if punishment is called for, My pet will be given time in it aside from her lessons." "Yes, Sir." "This will call for discipline from U/us both but you know I shall make every sacrifice to teach you." "Thank you, Sir."

That was my introduction to that thing, the chastity belt, the most horrible of all creations this one thought in earnest. Master gradually built up my endurance until I could obediently wait His unlocking of me for quite long periods. That thing did discipline me, never once could I find a method to overcome it, the only secret way round its silent vigilance was to elicit from Master the use of that key. He often let it dangle freely about his neck on a delicate chain necklace. The mere sight of it caused yearning and hope. A tormenting reminder of just who now fully controlled my most vital of functions. Slowly, I came to find solace in the wait, this one learned patience and the anticipation through denial had its own glorious pleasure now. How often she would beg for just a moment of self-pleasure, a slightest of touch or the smallest of orgasm. She found gratitude for her lesson however, the discipline actually did help her be able to be free of her addiction and act freely knowing it was safely within His power. Of course she now rarely required punishment as the punishment had great deterrent force, this thing made her a better slave. As He had promised in the beginning, He was helping her become her very best. Not to deny the torture of waiting, but the anticipation of release was more palpable now, the very touching of that key to its lock could bring a gushing of eagerness and often an involuntary orgasm as potent as the symbolism of the penetration was.

Master's slave now adores her chastity belt and wears it with great pride. Ironically, this device of denial and confinement has brought liberation to her. The fitting of various plugs and vibratory devices had added to her torment and delight too. She now asks often to be permitted to wear it even after the lessons have been well taught. As He had said, it had become an integral part of her, her constant companion and a much appreciated guardian. Those that have seen it take great curiosity in it, examining it and wondering after it. Her name is proudly engraved upon it and best of all, her Master takes the greatest of pride in her wearing of His toy. Her orgasm and pleasure are more appreciated now than ever before, they have become rarer and priceless gifts rather than a familiar thing, each one now has potency and effect it truly hadn't before. This was perhaps His greatest gift, a generous renewal of appreciation for her own pleasure.

"Thank you Master and to whoever crafted this thing for her."

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