I had put my coat on and pulled on boots when the phone rang.
"Hello."
"Nicholas? This is Mistress Fantasy. I am going to have to cancel this mornings session - I have to fly out of town unexpectedly."
"Huh?, But mistress, I have been locked up in my chastity belt for 34 days now, and I thought-"
"I WILL DO THE THINKING HERE!"
"Yes mistress-sorry"
"I am not sure when I will be able to reschedule your fantasy session - call me in a couple of months. Bye."
I had done everything she asked. I had a remodeled Jones style belt - a much closer fit of the groin plate and it was made from a significantly heavier gauge steel, and I have been chaste for at least 90 days now. I had visited her every 2 weeks so she could make sure there were no problems with my new belt and that it was impossible for me to escape. She had said that after my fantasy, my 'relief' would be so much better if I followed her instructions. I sure don't want to wait another 'couple' of months! - now what can I do.
Maybe Lady IC will release me, or at least grant me some relief. I called her, but she was not in so I left a message and decided to watch TV and wait for her call.
When I turned it on, the first thing I found was the Playboy channel. They had a string bikini contest going on. As I watched the gorgeous models my penis began to swell, but of course it had no where to go as the tube in my Jones belt controlled it very thoroughly. As the blood engorged my member, I could feel the heat radiating from my crotch as I strained in my steel bonds.
Although I wanted to have a fantasy where I was teased, I knew that watching this was not the kind of teasing I wanted, so I changed the channel and there was Mr. Rourke and Tatoo - screaming 'Da Plane, Da Plane' It is just not my day I thought. I turned the television off and laid my head back and closed my eyes.
I woke up standing in the metal detector line at the airport - I wondered how did I get here? I was completed naked except for my Jones chastity belt and sneakers, but no one seemed to notice. Then the security person said to the man in front of me, "please step thru, sir". Beep, beep. The security guards stopped him.
Please empty your pockets and step through again.
I thought - oh no, what is going to happen to me? Surely everyone will now notice I am standing here only in a metal chastity belt.
When it was my turn, I walked through without a beep. The guard asked - "nothing else, sir?" Puzzled, I said, "no" and started toward the gate area. I had no ticket, but after passing several gates, I had this 'feeling' that is was the correct one so even though there was no attendant, I walked down the ramp-way to the plane since the door was open. At the door of the plane the attendant said welcome, you're the last passenger we've been waiting for - I'll show you your seat assignment.
She showed me a seat. After sitting down the flight attendant asked if I was comfortable, to which I replied yes. Then she said, good, I will buckle you in. She buckled & pulled the lap strap tight, but said nothing about my condition. Then she clasped 2 leather restraints around my wrists, installed a collar around my neck, and finally she produced 3 locks. Click, click, click - we are now comfy AND secure. I noticed another passenger but could not see if he was in the same condition, but neither of us said anything.
We took off immediately. After an hour's flight we landed. Our flight attendant removed the locks that secured us to the chairs, but then locked them on the wrist restraints, so we weren't completely free. Upon our exit from the plane, we were greeted by a contingent of lovely women, some in bikinis, some in thongs; blondes, brunettes and some with shiny black hair. Each were jumping up and down appearing genuinely excited to see us. I noticed their perfect figures, starting with the long thin legs, leading up to their narrow waists then onto their firm sculpted breasts and finally a beautiful smile. I noticed that everyone also had on a stainless steel collar with a lock.
Each of us was assigned a personal attache. If I could've picked my companion, it would have been the one assigned to me - it was like a fantasy come true. A young woman about 5 feet 6 inches tall with olive skin and black hair came over to me with a small chain and attached it to my collar. Then she said, "Nicholas my name Kari and I will be your escort for as long as you are on your fantasy. Since I am totally responsible for everything while you here, I must first check so that there will no be any possible security breaches, so please stand still.
Her soft silky fingers started at the tops of my thighs and moved along the edging of my front shield to determine the fit, sometimes trying to stick her finger under the front plate checking how tightly it fit, but since Mistress Fantasy had my belt tightened, there was no possibility of getting a finger under the groin shield. Since my belt fit rather tight, my scrotal sack kind of stuck out around the edges - and as she caressed it, she said "its been a while hasn't it?" She tugged on the ass chains, and locks and pronounced me secure, initialing a form on her clip board. She patted me on the front shield and said "follow me please".
Then Kari said, "Since your fantasy was to be teased by beautiful women this is how it will occur. All female workers on the island must change into their bikini in the ladies locker room when they come to work. In order for them to gain access, they must open the secured door. Normally they have a code to type in on the door pad, however today, they will gain access by pressing 2 buttons at the same time. These 2 buttons or sensors are now attached to your body. In order for the door to open they must have one hand on an one of the upper (nipple) buttons and one hand on the lower button (CB)."
I asked what was so difficult about this? She said, "they are wearing an eye blindfold and cannot see and will have to feel their way to you and then feel for these buttons as they do not know where these buttons are placed on your body. These buttons are heat activated - that is, they must 'cup' each button for a couple of seconds while lightly pressing on it. When contact is made from both buttons, the door buzzes until they open it and enter. And as long as the door buzzes, a vibrator will also buzz on your penis tube causing additional excitement for you until the door opens & closes."
"These ladies must go to the locker room twice each day - one to change out of their 'street' clothes and once to change out of their uniform. While you are able to see everything that is going on, they cannot see where they are touching. If you make any sounds, I will forced to discipline you, so I caution you to be still and quiet. You will lay here for one complete shift - 8 hours. At the end of the shift I will determine if you have been good enough for a reward, and if so, I will allow you the relief of your choice. If not, you will remain the way you are until tomorrow's session when you will have another opportunity to prove yourself. If you don't adhere to my rules, you may be leaving here the way you arrived - secured and no relief in sight.
"Nicholas, there are 50 women that must perform this task for each shift - so you should be in nearly non-stop teasing for at least 8 hours - have fun!" And with that she left.
Several minutes later the door opened and a tall blond walked in. From laying on the table it appeared that she must have been 6 ft tall and she had legs she could wrap around me anytime! Wearing a leather micro skirt and halter top she slowly walked along the 20 or feet until she felt the table. She found my right foot first and slid her hands slowly up my leg, but missing the sensor on the front shield of my chastity belt. As she did this my member swelled and became hard, but the Jones belt did its job (as always) and prevented an erection. I could feel the throbbing of my cock wanting to get out as she moved her hands upwards.
Over the waist band and up the sides of my chest. When she reached my under-arm, she moved toward the center of my chest where she found the 2 buttons on my nipples and pressed both of them, but no buzzing sound came from the door, so she knew something wasn't right.
She said, "my name is Dana, what's yours? I almost blurted out Nick, but was unsure exactly what I could say, so I said nothing. She slid her hands down to my waist band and explored it. She found the waist lock and pressed it along with one of the titty buttons, but no buzzing occurred.
Then she took her fingers and ran them along both sides of front shield, gently sliding them over my ball sack and followed it to the "D" ring where the ass chains are attached. After exploring that area and finding no button there she followed the groin shield back toward the waist band, where she came upon the penis tube lock. On it she found another button. I could feel the heat from shield reflecting off her hand as held the button in its depressed state. With her other hand, she slowly she passed over the waist band toward my nipples. She located the left nipple and lightly depressed it.
In a moment I heard the buzz of the locker room door and felt the vibrator on the cock tube. My rock hard member pulsed and surged and wanted to burst open the metal tube. I could feel the pre-cum juice leaking from my cock and I screamed in ecstasy. Dana, said, "oh, oh, I'm sorry - did I hurt you?" I replied, "No, it just feels soooo good, I want to cum so bad!" I could feel the pressure building but could not cum. It seemed like minutes before Dana found the door, opened it and closed it and the vibrations stopped. Then I heard a familiar voice.
"Nicholas, Nicholas, I am disappointed" said Kari, "you must be good or I will have to do something." I said I will try harder.
Several more ladies passed through, all with similar results. Finally Kari came down again and said, "I'm afraid I will have to give something else to think about."
Suddenly she was next to me with a piece of metal. After a moment I recalled that I had seen this on Altairboy's web site. It was a rear strap to a Jones belt. In her other hand was holding a small butt plug and a jar of lube. I had never experienced this before and she could detect surprise in face. Nicholas, "this won't hurt at all. This will help you think about other things as the girls enter their changing area…" her voiced trailed off. She pulled on a rubber glove, lubricated her finger and the plug. She slowly slid in finger and when she saw I was comfortable, she removed it and then inserted the plug. After attaching the strap to the rear of the belt, she unlocked the lower lock. She secured the rear strap and locked everything back up. Then she said, "As with the cock tube, the butt plug will also vibrate when the sensors are pressed. But I also have something else for you."
"Now this will help you keep quiet." Then she put a ball gag in my mouth and tightened it.
One by one the ladies paraded into and through the room, each feeling my body the whole day. Since they only worked 4 hours, they started coming back to change again later. But now they kind of knew where the buttons where and seemingly teased me even more as they felt around for the combination to open the locked door, in fact they appeared to enjoy this game. At the end of the 8 hours, Kari came in again. She told me I was not going to get a relief today. She undid the rear shield, removed the butt plug, the other devices, but left my chastity belt secured and lead me to my evening quarters.
After that we went to sit down and started to talk. She told me her name was Linda and that she worked on the island as an escort. I didn't remember seeing her come through the locker room today, so I was curious. She told me today was her day off. As the night went on we talked about the island, the business it was in and danced both fast and slow songs.
Finally I had know, why didn't she say anything about my CB? She could see I was trying to formulate a difficult question and said, you want to know why I haven't noticed your chastity belt - don't you? I said, "well - yes".
Linda said, "I knew you had one on as soon as I danced with you. All guests on the island - male or female - are required to have one on at all times, unless specifically removed by their escort. Do you remember your flight down? Didn't all other passengers have one on too?" I said, "when I got off the plane I noticed, that yeah, come to think of it, there was one other guy on the plane with me and he had one on." She said, "because of the nature of our business, we require every guest to wear one. The first thing we do upon your arrival is check your security." "I remember that part", I said.
I was hoping that maybe she had a key like Kari, and maybe I could be let out. Then she said, "No, Nicholas, I do not have a key. Those are required to be turned in at the end of each shift. While you are here, you are required to have it on at all times unless specifically excluded as part of your fantasy. And when some guests leave they will continue to wear them when the return to their normal life. Sometimes they will have a 'sentence' which is temporary of months or even years, but sometimes depending upon the circumstances, they will be in their belt for the rest of lives. And what is probably the worst punishment of all - they don't know that they will NEVER be let out! "Wow!", I said, "what would you have to do to get that kind of sentence?"
Linda said, "I am not a liberty to discuss other cases, I could get fired. I have been disciplined before, and just got off probation. If I get reprimanded again, I could be locked up indefinitely in a chastity belt and I'm still a virgin - I've been saving myself for the right man. But I can say that many of the people who come down here already wear them." I just smiled. Linda said, "You must be one of them? Well, I've got to go, I've got work tomorrow, maybe I'll see around." I said, "Yeah, I'll bet you will."
As we entered the building, she said, "Nicholas, today we are going to do something a little different. Instead of laying on a table, you will be tied to an iron wheel, spread eagle. Please step up there, so I can secure you."
After securing me, she again installed the tube vibrator, however this time placed only 2 activation buttons on me. The first was near the top of the frontal groin shield, but the second was near the very bottom between my legs, almost on the D-ring. Kari said, "This is for those worked yesterday and remembered where the buttons were then. And, the rules are the same as yesterday, but today I have something different in mind - so be good or else."
When the first worker came in, she obviously worked yesterday. She found my legs and the first thing her hands searched for was the penis tube lock. She must have been late for work as she seem frantically searching. When her hands found the lock, she pushed, twisted, pulled on it, but couldn't seem to find the sensor that was there yesterday. As she then went upward, she found the sensor on the waist band lock and then worked her way up my torso and felt around with no success.
Then she searched my legs from top to bottom starting at my crotch, but didn't reach in between my legs. I was beginning to anticipate the vibrator and wanted to tell her where it was so she could press it. Using both hands she slid down one leg and up the other. She continued to search my entire body and finally she found the sensor between my legs - bzzzzzzz - the vibration started and she left.
As the girls began to parade through, I was enjoying every moment, aroused each time they felt me out, nearly cuming when the vibration started, by never lasting long enough for me to cum. Finally, Linda came through. When she walked in, I blurted out, "Linda!" and immediately recognized my error. She recognized my voice, but said nothing.
She felt around for the sensor buttons in what seemed like an extra long time; all the while she had a smile on her face from ear to ear. It seemed that she must have found the sensors, but purposely did not press them. The anticipation caused my hard cock to throb and I longed for her to remove my shaft from it's steel cage. After Linda left, Kari came in with a leather head cover. She said, "Nicholas, You must remain quiet, we don't want to fluster the girls - do we?", and with that she secured the head gear. When it was completed, it blocked all sight and sound. Now I could hear or see nothing.
The day went on forever until Linda came back in again. I don't how I knew it was her, but I knew. This time she took even longer to press the sensors as she must have felt around for 10 minutes. She searched every nook and cranny for those sensors - more than Kari when she checks me for security in the morning. She tried to squeeze her thin fingers behind the front shield. She smoothed her hands over my ball sac and just said "hmmm". I knew as an escort she had keys, but did she have a master key, or a key that would fit my lock. I wanted her to unlock me so much; so that my member could stand up and stretch out - after all, it been locked up for 96 days now.
Finally the last person went through, and I was taken off the rack. Kari said, "looks like no reward (again) for you tonight. Since you'll be leaving tomorrow, you will have to get relief from some other source and then just laughed. I thought about Mistress Fantasy not being back for a while and was concerned when I would get relief. Then I thought what would happen if she had my keys and the plane crashed? I decided to erase that from my memory. After I got back to my quarters I cleaned up and went back to the same club as last night hoping to see Linda at least once again.
She told me that she has worked here nearly 8 years, and this afternoon after her shift was over, she was called into the office. When she was there, she was told to strip. Then an attendant brought out a female chastity belt. They told her to put it on. She said she trembled a little, but complied with their wishes. After it was in place, they locked it.
Then she was told she was terminated due to guest involvement. When she asked for specifics, she was only told that she knows better. When she was asked how long she was going to be secured, she was told "until your sentence is up". We talked most of the night. She told me, that she had to leave the island, she couldn't stay here.
The next day after Kari gave me my last security check, she took me to the airfield and there was Linda getting on the same plane as me.
RINNNGGGG, RINNNGGGG, startled, I raised my head and picked up the phone "Hi Nicholas?", said the voice, "this is Mistress IC - you called?" I explained my situation and she said to come over immediately Groggily, I replied, "Sure, due to the snow it will take me a bit, but I'm on my way."
I suspected, that Mistress In-Charge, would let me out and allow me some relief. When I arrived I was greeted by a nicely tanned women who reminded me of someone, but I couldn't remember who or where I met her. Mistress IC walked in and said, "Nicholas, I'd like you to meet Linda." Egad!, was I still dreaming? Shocked, I stammered, but Mistress said, "just sit down and soon all of your questions will be answered, but first, she told me that there was bad news."
"Remember when you asked for you fantasy, and I referred you to Mistress Fantasy?"
"Uh huh".
"And when she started, she had your belt tightened and new locks put on?", she continued.
"Yes"
"Well she has disappeared. Her apartment is empty, and she was not on the flight, she told me she was supposed to be."
"Sooo?"
"Well, since your belt is so tight, we can't cut it off, and those new locks are pick-proof, so it appears you will be locked up for the rest of life or until we find her, all that time without relief."
"What!?!"
Mistress IC continued, "If there is one consolation, Linda here, is also in the same situation. She too had a fantasy with Mistress Fantasy. And since both of you have the same circumstances, I thought you'd like to meet her. Maybe together, you two can find a way to be happy together, since neither of you will probably ever know the pleasures of sex again."
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