How my chastity started

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How my chastity startedThere was this woman where I worked at. She had a thing for retro and would wear business skirts, high heels and actual real stockings every now and then. She had a body to die for and legs that just simply made me melt. When she walked by I would simply melt. Could not explain it this power she had over me, it was more than just sex or lust, it was like the magnetic pull that keeps the Earth in orbit. I started small talk with her and over time we began chatting now and then. I WANTED TO HAVE SEX WITH HER SOOOOO BAD!!! But would not even flirt with her in that direction because I knew from office chatter she had a really bad break up a year earlier was was NOT looking for a relationship, that and well she was way to hot for me to even try. I was just happy being her friend and the fact she actually talked to me.After about six months she asked me if I wanted to go to the movies over the weekend, we had become such good “talk buddies” it did not occur to me it could be more…All I could do is look at her with lust that would not be fulfilled.When we met that Saturday she went all out on her appearance, make up was heavier and sexier than hell, she was actually wearing a corset, it looked like a black leather one from what I could tell from the parts that were pushing her cleavage up and out as much as possible. She canlı kaçak bahis wore a skin tight black leather skirt with the material so thin it was easy to see the garter buttons that attached to her stockings and black patent stilettos on full six inch heels.My cock stayed rock hard all day long.When she asked me in for a night cap I almost shot a load in my pants. I wanted this woman and had been fantasizing about her for months. NEVER did I believe she would have sex with me.She lived in a small loft type of apartment, the kind where I could see the entire place from the entry. Besides the usual furniture t.v. and stuff I could see open armors and shelves of clothes not to mention a few racks for all her dresses on hangers. It appeared she had around a hundred pair of high heels at least two dozen of witch were of the fetish type, and more lingerie, hose and stockings than a Victorias secret.As we shared a bottle of wine she told me about how her previous boyfriend cheated on her and it devastated her and she could never go through that again. She “joked” about only being able to be with a man if he wore a chastity device so she would no he was being faithful to her. The joke sounded really odd to me but I managed a laugh just to go along with her.A few glasses of wine later she asked me to massage her feet as the heels were very online bahis high and put both of her high heeled feet in my lap. For the next ten minutes I massaged one foot then the other, with the foot not being massaged rubbing my groin!!! Now I am not a “foot man” but damn she made me so hard!She explained she was not ready to have a sexual relationship with a man yet but felt bad about my “condition” as she called it. She put her heels back on and stood up. Right in front of me she took off her blouse and let her skirt fall to the floor. She began posing erotically for me and told me she wanted to watch me masturbate.Under normal circumstances I would have never done that, but these were not normal circumstances. First she turned me on tremendously just in her every day persona, and this had me beyond my brains ability to negotiate with reason or logic. As I tried to figure out a way to think clearly and logically I failed and lust overcame reason.Soon my pants were off and I was taking care of business like I was watching her in a movie and was all alone.This sealed my fate. A fate that I was not even aware of, one that there was no way I could see coming, or turn back from. Over the next many months she would slowly, very slowly walk me down a path from witch there would be no escape, and NO return.I really like to try and tell myself makrobet güvenilir mi if I would have known what she was going to do to me when that fateful day happened over a year ago, I try to believe I would have ran away and never looked back….As it was, however she told me not to mention any of this to ANYONE especially at work and to act normal at work next week.Then the following weekend the same thing happened again. Except she spent more time seducing me and teasing me before making me remove my pants.This went on for over a month, and I was TOTALLY IN HER SPELL. And she knew it.Then one day she tied my hands behind my back telling me SHE was going to play with my dick, and SHE was going to be the one to make me cum. She brought me to the edge of orgasm over and over again only to stop stroking me at the last second. She did this for over an hour until she had me completely broken down and begging to cum like a man about to die might beg to live.She said she would never let me cum again unless I agreed to wear a chastity device for her. At first I was shocked, then I was scared because even though my answer was an adamant no fkn way, it only took about a second for me to realize that it would only be a matter of time with the current situation before I would agree.And sure enough about 20 minutes latter she had me begging to cum so bad I agreed.After my orgasm she cleaned me up and locked me into a steel chastity cage.She said she now owned my cock, my orgasms, and me. That I would NEVER be allowed to cum again unless she permitted it.That was only the first step.

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