Engaged

Author's Note: Anna makes sure that Donald remains faithful during their engagement “I’m so happy to be engaged” mused Anna, “and I’m so happy that it’s to you”. There was no spoken response but Donald wriggled in his body sack and tried to vocalise “Mmmm mmmm…..” through the pumped-up butterfly gag which filled his mouth. Anna leaned over him and looked deep into his eyes. As their eyes met, his were filled with love and hers with affectionate amusement. ...

Engaged... To Be Collared

Author's Note: Continuing story of Anna, Julia and Donald. Also mentions Joanne from “Holidays” “So it’s agreed then my dear, we’ll postpone the wedding and in the mean time we’ll have you collared, as a sign of commitment to our relationship. We’ll have to have a little dinner party with a few friends to celebrate.” Anna beamed and looked down ad Donald, on his knees between hers. “I’m not sure Anna, er I mean Mistress.” He still hadn’t got used to calling Anna Mistress – another idea planted by Julia in Anna’s head he assumed. Julia was now Ma’am, Anna Mistress. “ I mean, you already know that I’m committed. The Lori’s Tube……..” “Yes, yes the Lori’s Tube. I know you’ve been wearing it for a while. But it’s just a way to show me that you’re faithful. You’re not saying that you want to be unfaithful are you?” “No Mistress, but it’s been eight months now. We said our engagement would be eight months, then……” “Then what Donald?” Anna was becoming impatient “Then we’d get married, live happily ever after…….. or you’d fuck my brains out?” “All of that I suppose Mistress.” Donald looked up hopefully and smiled weakly. Anna hitched her skirt up. “You may nuzzle.” ...

Still Engaged

Author's Note: Follows story of Anna/Julia/Donald from “Engaged”. “Kneel my dear. That’s right.” Donald was naked except for the Lori’s Tube, Anna was naked except for the high-heeled black court shoes. “Kiss please dear.” Donald kissed Anna’s shoes enthusiastically. “There’s a good boy. Now, let’s have a little chat.” They both knew that having a little chat involved Anna talking, Donald listening and agreeing where asked to do so. She always asked, never ordered. Always polite. “No need to stop kissing dear. You can move up. Slowly though. If you go too quickly I shan’t be pleased.” Donald knew that Anna not being pleased would not be in his interest. He’d been wearing the Lori’s tube now for four months. He had never loved Anna more. But he knew that she’d begun to get a taste not just for keeping him in chastity, but also for increasingly dominant behaviour. Her latest ‘innovation’ was the riding crop. “I love horse riding” she’d explained, “And men are so like horses darling. Julia was saying that both species want to get between your legs and both need a little correction from time to time, don’t you think?” Donald had agreed, as he always seemed to do these days. Anna was so right about things. He loved her. Not Julia though, he didn’t love her at all. Why did Anna need a friend like Julia. He’d probably be shagging Anna’s brains out if it wasn’t for that bitch! ...

The Chastity Maid

The slave named by Mistress Cordelia as Bunny waited patiently outside her house in his car. Or, rather, waited impatiently. But the impatience wasn’t because Mistress was late, it was because the almost two months (one month, three weeks, four days and six-and-a-half hours since his last orgasm , he calculated) spent in the chastity device was now really beginning to get to him. The first couple of weeks had been a bit of a joke and he had achieved the objective of one month which Mistress had set him, but now the whole thing was beginning to grate. He was going to have it out with Mistress (no pun intended, he told himself) and within a few hours at most he’d be out of the hard, unforgiving chastity device and into the soft, wet pussy of that local escort he’d struck up a regular ‘arrangement’ with, Sally. He had even already booked dinner and ‘afters’ with her that evening. As his cock tightened within the confines of the device the little bumps on its inside bit and caused him to squirm. He flushed, fidgeted and thumped the car steering wheel. How had he got himself into this? ...