The young male stripper was nude and his hands were behind his back by the strong busty woman, who was was tying up his balls and cock. Twice around the ballsac tightly, she wrapped the rope around the base and knotted tightly. The woman with the huge tits pulled on it tightly to let me she controlled my cock and me. " Now tell me how smart it was for you to try to charge me a $ 100 to give you a blow job!" !!!
I hope this is quick enough for you --------------------------------- Justice was quick these days; he had only fallen against the young woman when the 8.40 am tram did an emergency stop, but despite his best efforts the crotch of his trousers had touched her face. It had been enough for the young woman to panic and by the time he had got to the tram stop there were a pair of policewomen waiting for him. Within two hours a sworn statement had been taken and he was up in front the judge, a silver haired matronly woman who sneered at his explanation, his pathetic excuses as she put it. There was no jury, the female right acts had got rid of those for minor sexual assaults, and in the brief half hour trail there was no mercy either. The final verdict two years in chastity By midday, he arrived at the dreaded processing centre, he was stripped within minutes and hosed down by a gaggle of school girls who were visiting the processing centre as part of their sexual rights class. And then there was the white room, which he saw suspended by his wrists with his legs spread wide he was stripped of his hair by chemical sprays then lasers and then finally by a woman, or mistress as she told him to call her and all women now, with an electrolysis wand. With that torture over he was strapped onto a table his legs apart as the school teacher explained the process of installing and sizing the chastity belt from the plug forced deep into his arse to the final fitting of the tube over his cock to the giggling girls. Finally he was given his clothes back and told to go and it was only 3pm. Every step home was a new experience the deep plug gave him a girlish walk the tube gripped his pulsing cock but finally he got home where his wife was waiting for him. She just giggled when she saw the belt and his cock through the thick plastic and explained that he would responsible for finding her an alternative to his locked cock and as this was all his fault he would be punished until he did. "Punished" he scoffed "what more could you do to punish me” but then his eyes went wide she as she pulled out the shocker attachment from her pocket. “I ordered it form the department when I heard what you'd been arrested for this morning” she said smiling broadly “justice is quick these days”
The busty woman who filled out the tight ribbed sweater pulled her male sub with the rope she had attached previously to his cock.. She was sitting on the chair. She pulled the rope between his legs forcing his ass high up towards her, while forcing his face down towards the floor. She kick open his legs, spreading them, and she inserted one then two fingers in his exposed ass.....opening his ass for further violation. "How does it feel to be violated by a woman you didn't know an hour ago !?!"
The busty strong woman plunged and massaged the tied-up young man ass hole. She untied the rope around his cock and balls which she grabbed tightly. She stroked his cock with one hand while fucking his ass with the other. He moaned in pleasure while she expertly chocked of an ejaculation, then another. "Please, Mistress," he moaned..."Please Mistress" "Are you my whore, slut?"...she asked calmly "Please Mistress, I'm dying"...he plead. "Well, you know what I am wait to here slut"..she said. "I am your whore, Mistress"..he said "Yes, I know you are my whore"..said triumphantly the huge breasted Mistress, "And now you know it to"...And now I will allow you to cum." With one hand she released the head of his cock and drained him completely
The young man was walkin towards his appartment at about 10AM..he had just finished an overnight shift. The well built woman living next door approached him and said... -Young man I must tell you something, I feel very unconfortable with your cock completely free. -Well ma'am you have nothing to fear from me. -I have no doubt...nevertheless I have to make sure. -I don't understand.. -You don't have to, only I do -I am really lost here! -Please come to my appartment this afternoon, I will lock you into a chastity device. -No way!! -A first natural reaction, I forgive you..but you will come and I will fit you!! -No. -Think it through young man!...come over at 3PM.
I spent Friday night, like every one since my divorce. I sat home drinking, and watching soft porn on cable. I had been wearing full steel chastity belt for three weeks now, to "entertain" myself. I had no girlfriend, and no prospects. I was shocked when I awoke with a start on Saturday. My head pounded, and my mouth was pasty. I saw two empty wine bottles beside my keyboard. Holy shit, I drank a lot! I didn't even remember falling asleep in front of my computer. My neck and back throbbed from sleeping, in my arms across my desk. I was still too dizzy to stand. I rubbed my eyes, and tried to remember last night. I was watching porn, drinking and, and surfing the chastity sites on the internet. I had planned to take off my belt and wank off, but glancing down, I see that I didn't. I was still securely belted. I wiggled my mouse, and my computer screen lit up. There before me, was a fiction story about permanent, irrevocable chastity. My heart skipped a beat, as a memory flitted through my mind. I looked at my desk, and sure enough. There was the tube of epoxy glue. My hands shaking, and my vision still blurry, I grabbed at my waistband and looked at the lock, to find what I already knew. I groaned. Shit, this belt was expensive. I tried to remember where my dremel tool was. I was sure I could cut it off. I stood to go to the bathroom before looking for the tool. The room spun a bit, as I made my way to the toilet. I sat, with my head in my hands, as I heard the urine trickle between my legs. Inexplicably, I began to cry. I cried and cried for an hour. I finally recovered, and found my dremel tool in my toolbox. I'm not sure if it was still the alcohol's effects, but my hands were still shaking, as I smashed the dremel with my hammer.
The Alphabet The busty woman was standing with her hands on her hips facing the man. -Mr. Rogers, we are in perfect agreement I will give you a handjob. The man looked at the impressively built woman, whom he thought he had outwitted.. -Then why do you have to tie up by hands behind my back. -Well, Mr Rogers, how I do it, is really up to me. Don't you agree. Now please turn around. Without delay she quickly tied up behind his hands behind his back and pushed him down on the bed. Then she tied up his balls and cock with enough string left over to do more. She sat on his face. -Mr. Rogers, your diction is terrible. I will give the handjob, after I teach you the alphabet. Now please recite the letters so that I can understand you. He barely did A when squashed by her strong ties on his face he muffed B -Mr. Rogers that was awful!!, as she gave a strong tug on the string..the pain was obvious as he whimpered. -Now try again. -Mr. Rogers it's been an hour you have only reach E, you have only rented this motel room for 2 hours. You are not going to make it. mow please apply yourself. ..as she forced her thighs on his face and gave another strong tug. At the same time the bored motel clerk, was sure he heard a scream.
My busty wife took me to a hotel room. Undressed me and locked me into a cb-3000. She then called a male escort service and ordered a man. He came. She knelt down in front of him and performed a blowjob of the quality she had never down for me. After he left, she came to me, smiling, kept me locked up and put the key around her neck. She told me she loved me! AND I'M SUPPOSED TO BELIEVE THIS !!!