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Mornings have by no means been my factor; waking up earlier than 10 am ought to be towards the legislation, for my part. However politicians do not take heed to me, so why would the solar? At nearly 7 am, the extraordinary beams start to peek into my giant bay window. I used to have black-out curtains till Ben took them down as he was an early riser and preferred to look out on my backyard whereas the solar got here up.
The bay window in my bed room was one thing out of a romance novel; it protruded out, giving house for a small bench that allowed me to learn whereas additionally having the complete solar and backyard encompass me. I had a number of several types of chook feeders that at all times brought about chaos because the squirrels tried to nab a chunk of their meals.
Simply once I’m beginning to fall again to sleep, hiding beneath the covers, occupied with what guide I used to be going to learn subsequent when the alarm goes off. I attain by the blankets to close it off when my backup alarm within the lavatory goes off. It might proceed to get louder till I turned it off. I curse the solar for being up so early and attempt to devise a plan to place the curtains again as much as not less than give me a number of further peaceable minutes within the morning.
My third alarm goes off as I grudgingly settle for that it’s time to face the world. Sigh, this one, not less than, was taking part in music as an alternative of probably the most annoying sound on the planet. I flip off the second alarm within the lavatory and marvel the place my device package is, as a hammer would remedy a few of this for me.
Yawning, I turned on the bathe and waited impatiently for the recent water to kick in. These minutes felt like they dragged on perpetually as I stared at myself within the full-length mirror hanging on the wall.
Standing simply over 5’8″, I’ve at all times been on the taller facet; peaking at this peak at 11, my dad and mom puzzled how a lot taller I’d get, however I ended rising, fortunately. Being so tall and younger has at all times given me a posh because the boys had been beneath 5 ft throughout this time, so I felt like an enormous. Even now, nearing my twenty-ninth birthday, I nonetheless cannot shake this obsession with my peak. I am caught on this trivial factor that should not matter in any respect. 5’8″ wasn’t too tall, proper?
Attempting to recover from my peak difficulty, I have a look at my reddish-brown, nearly maroon hair that falls previous my shoulders. At one time, it used to go previous my tailbone, however I discovered that with my further circulatory actions, it will typically get in the way in which of chains, straps, and different enjoyable issues.
Persevering with to take a look at myself, I see the eternity collar snugly encircling my subsequent, resembling a decent choker. When Ben returned from his travels a 12 months and a half in the past, he secured it round my neck. A tiny screw clasped it shut so solely he might take away it with a novel device. It was now a everlasting fixture that I hope is rarely taken off me.
Persevering with to smile on the collar, I be aware of my truthful, pale pores and skin, realizing that even a mere look from the solar would flip me from pink to lobster in a heartbeat. Sunscreen turns into my finest good friend, my saving grace, as I shortly burn and not using a wholesome quantity of it. I used to be so glad when I discovered some Korean sunscreen that felt like lotion as an alternative of the greasy stuff that’s so in style within the States.
I transfer on to my physique, the place my petite breasts catch my consideration. Their small dimension has at all times been a supply of self-consciousness, as I barely fill an A-cup, however the nipple rings make them look cute, in order that they have that going for them. Talking of my physique, I’ve been blessed by no means to be heavy or skinny; my DNA helps me keep at a wholesome weight with out a lot effort. I say a small prayer that by no means modifications.
My gaze travels downward, and there it is–a custom-made chastity belt crafted from leather-based and metal. Its polished floor reflecting the sunshine, with a sturdy lock guaranteeing its permanence. Adjusting to the every day put on of the chastity belt took time, however now it has change into a routine. Nonetheless, I’ve the privilege of non permanent respite on weekends, granted beneath strict permission and supervision. The tight bands encircling my waist maintain it securely in place, successfully stopping any type of self-pleasure. I attempt to assume again to the times earlier than carrying it once I might contact myself every time I wished and prefer it higher like this, because it saved me in a state of close to horniness because the act of denial turned out to be a turn-on for me.
The bathe is finely lava scorching, the one temperature a bathe ought to be. I step in, permitting the near-burning water to cascade over me, enveloping me in pure bliss. I indulge within the easy pleasure of washing my hair, feeling the lather because it cleanses my strands. Right this moment I made a decision to make use of my coconut conditioner, which makes me consider the seaside. Wishing I may very well be beneath an umbrella on the recent sand as an alternative of observing a pc display screen all day.
Figuring out the seaside was not within the playing cards at this time, I completed washing my hair, savoring my daydream of ocean waves. Grabbing my goat milk cleaning soap bar, my private favourite, which leaves my pores and skin feeling comfortable and easy. I seize my fluffy loofa and create a wealthy lather to shroud myself in bubbles.
Generally, I catch a mirrored image within the nook of my eye and can not help however give a small, hopeful smile to the digital camera mounted there. Ben had them put in all through the home when he was stranded in Europe throughout the pandemic, a method for him to be shut and see me always, even from afar.
As soon as my bathe is full, I dry myself off, wrapping the towel round me and folding a nook into itself so it would not fall off. I brush my enamel and have a look at the clock to see how a lot time I’ve left till Ben calls. He calls each morning to test in on me and assist me determine what to put on for the day. As soon as dry, I apply lotion as far beneath the high-waisted belt as my fingertips can attain; being chafed was at all times put a damper on any exercise.
A minute earlier than eight, a textual content message arrives.
“Good morning, my candy woman. I will not be capable to name you at this time. Put on black and purple.”
A smile spreads as I learn his phrases, totally conscious of his wishes and the exact picture he needs to see. I waste no time gathering the mandatory gadgets to assemble the requested Crimson & Black complete.
I start by adorning my hips with a garter belt crafted from comfortable, seductive black lace embellished with intricate purple lacquered embroidery. It suits me flawlessly, hugging my curves in all the suitable locations, completely complementing the matching lace panties that go away little to the creativeness. Slipping on the black sheer stockings effortlessly elongates my prolonged legs, including an additional contact of attract. Ben at all times had good style when he bought any clothes for me.
Pondering of what I ought to do subsequent, my consideration goes to my pierced nipples, a particular reward from him on our second anniversary. I’m going to my jewellery field and choose one in all my favourite chains. I delicately connect the silver chain that has a purple rose within the heart of the chain. The rose dangles within the center, drawing the eyes’ focus, making my nakedness much more outstanding.
Transferring on, I find one in all his crimson button-down shirts. The shirt descends near the highest of my stockings, teasingly revealing simply sufficient pores and skin. To rework it right into a daringly quick gown, I cinch it with a thick black belt on the waist, accentuating my determine. I go away the shirt unbuttoned sufficient in order that my nipples are poking out. If I find yourself on any video calls at work at this time, I have to keep in mind to button the shirt up; in any other case, it might find yourself in an HR-type state of affairs.
Slipping into modern black 6-inch heels by Louboutin, their unmistakable purple soles at all times make me really feel horny and increase my confidence. As soon as dressed, I run a comb by my hair, bending over and appreciating the curated outfit from behind, conscious of the cameras capturing each angle. It is a small act of exhibitionism, a refined reminder that I do all of this for him. As I straighten up, I add a contact of product to my hair, scrunching it barely so as to add some quantity.
Retaining issues easy, I go for a tinted moisturizer and a lightweight dusting of powder on my face. I at all times thought it was unfair that girls needed to “paint their face” to be presentable, and Ben had agreed with me and instructed me he prefers it once I do not put on any make-up in any respect. Unfortuantually the remainder of the world did not agree with him, so he determined I might nonetheless put on a tiny bit because it helped my skilled persona at work.
My heels on the tile flooring echo behind me as I head to the kitchen. I attain for plain yogurt within the fridge and a contemporary banana on the counter, my go-to morning snack. I dip the banana into the yogurt, savoring every lick of creaminess as I run my tongue alongside the size of the fruit to seize each final bit. The kitchen digital camera captures my playful act, however there isn’t any textual content message from Ben, no indication of his appreciation. Feeling pissed off, I take a giant chunk of the banana, discarding the peel and disposing of the remaining yogurt container within the trash.
I had determined to maneuver to this space midway throughout the nation for my present job, enticed by the engaging pay and advantages. With no shut household ties and some distant buddies, beginning anew in a spot the place I knew nobody appeared interesting. It was a chance to interrupt out of my introverted shell and make real connections, despite the fact that the prospect was thrilling and terrifying. The corporate transitioned to distant work a 12 months later when the pandemic hit.
Not making any buddies earlier than this time, I embraced the solitary way of life of working from dwelling because it seamlessly fitted into my introverted nature. It is as if my dream of a secluded existence has come true, despite the fact that I’m by no means really alone, realizing that Ben, my Sir, my Grasp, is at all times watching over me.
Shifting my focus, I’m going to the sunroom, immediately enveloped by its serene ambiance. The room gives a charming view of the backyard accompanying the home, stretching past the boundaries of the screened porch. I intentionally positioned my desk to face this breathtaking view, permitting me to witness the playful interactions of birds, squirrels, and the occasional bunny. Nestling into the {custom} chair specifically crafted for me, I put together myself for the day’s duties, discovering solace within the pure magnificence past the glass.
My desk chair resembles a modified knee chair, the place a lot of the weight is supported by the knees in entrance of you whereas sitting on the seat behind it. Nonetheless, this chair possesses two distinct knee rests, permitting me to take a seat with my legs vast open, a required place in Ben’s presence.
The precise seat is designed akin to a saddle, offering consolation as my legs stay open, my pelvic space resting securely on the chair with out slipping off. Its most intriguing characteristic is the remote-controlled vibration functionality, a enjoyable addition that sends refined sensations all through my decrease physique, regardless of the presence of the chastity belt. Whereas the vibrations aren’t intense sufficient to induce orgasms, they go away me breathless. Ben enjoys activating it when he sees me in a gathering, realizing that I have to preserve composure on digital camera. The vibrations are discreet, inflicting no seen motion or telltale indicators of enjoyment, however they current a problem, forcing me to hide the sensations from my face and voice.
Settling into the chair, I unfold my legs vast, guaranteeing my heels contact behind me. I dive into the day’s duties, sifting by emails, getting ready for conferences, and tending to the standard workplace tasks. I beloved my job, and when folks requested what I did, I’d inform them “Cat Wrangler,” because it was my accountability to get the entire departments to remain on activity for a undertaking and talk any modifications alongside the way in which. Some days, I believe wrangling precise kittens can be much more manageable.
I relocate my laptop computer to the treadmill desk throughout my lunch break, prepared for the weekly lunch and be taught session. Whereas I take heed to the speaker and take notes for my workforce, I can not assist however assume that these hour-long classes might have been condensed right into a easy electronic mail. Just like the one I typed up and despatched to everybody who did not have time to take heed to the speaker go on for an hour, not that I did, however c’est la vie.
Strolling on the treadmill in 6-inch heels requires a gentle steadiness and a few focus. The chain between my nipples bounces with every step; as I haven’t got the video on, I take away the belt and shirt, leaving me largely bare. I hope Ben was watching on one of many a number of cameras arrange within the room, and I put a bit extra bounce in my step.
my calendar, I noticed I used to be freed from conferences for the remainder of the day, so I returned to my chair with out placing the shirt again on, although conserving it shut at hand in case somebody determined to name with out checking if I used to be free first. On this all-digital world, one in all my pet peeves is folks calling with out sending a message first to see if the particular person is even free or has time to speak.
Sending the final electronic mail of the day, I stand up and go to the bed room to alter for my one-hour obligatory train session. Have I discussed I hated exercising greater than waking up within the morning?
Ben didn’t care about my opinion on this subject; he nonetheless required the one hour, realizing I would not do it with out him commanding me to. The rule was that if I fell even a minute quick, it will require a punishment, usually a spanking along with his belt. I at all times tried my hardest to not mess up as I used to be not a fan of spankings, regardless of how pleasurable they might generally be.
For at this time’s train, I go for the indoor biking bike, one other reward from Ben. I commerce my garter belt and hose for snug-fitting biker shorts, leaving my breasts naked apart from the chain gracefully adorning the house between them. I collect my hair into a decent bun and seize a towel for my neck to assist hold the sweat from going all over the place.
Simply as I’m about to mount the bike, a textual content message arrives.
“You might have been good these previous few weeks. Put on the two-ball plug.”
A mischievous grin spreads throughout my face, and I virtually race again to the bed room, anticipation coursing me. Opening the third drawer, I retrieve the specifically designed butt plug, meticulously crafted to attach with the chastity belt seamlessly. Eagerly, I decrease my biker shorts to my knees, making use of a beneficiant quantity of lube to the two-balled plug.
Progressively, I insert the plug into my ready physique, relishing within the sensation because it glides deeper. With a delicate push, I can really feel it clicking securely into place towards the belt, sending shivers by me. The added fullness and stimulation of the plug put me nearly over the sting, as it has been so lengthy since he is permitted me to play.
Sustaining my bent-over place, I proceed shifting my legs up and down, reveling within the friction and pleasurable sensations of the plug. I completely angled myself in the direction of the bed room digital camera, providing a charming view for him to savor.
Returning to the bike, I decrease myself onto the unforgiving seat, feeling the belt’s strain and plug urgent deeper into me. As I begin pedaling steadily, I can sense the acquainted sensation of the plug shifting inside me, heightening my consciousness and igniting a rising hearth inside me.
Progressively, I improve my pace, pushing myself to go quicker, the rhythmic movement of my legs propelling me ahead. With every revolution of the pedals, the plug responds, swirling and twisting inside me, sending waves of enjoyment coursing by my physique. The depth builds the plug’s round movement, teasing and tormenting my senses.
Embracing the rising exhilaration, I rise from the seat, standing on the pedals, desirous to push myself additional. I pedal with elevated enthusiasm, my physique glistening with a sheen of sweat, the drops trickling down my breasts, following the chain that adorns my chest and falling onto the bike under. I attempt to dry myself utilizing the towel, however that requires me to decelerate, so I toss the towel on the ground as I solely need to go quicker. The mixture of bodily exertion, and the scrumptious strain of the plug, is inflicting an orgasm to construct inside me.
I do know I can not cease; I have to hold pushing the orgasm away till I end the hour. Simply as passing the purpose of no return, the timer indicators the completion of 60 minutes; the ready orgasm overtakes me with a drive that just about knocks me off the bike. Waves of enjoyment cascade over me, threatening to overwhelm my senses. I shortly resume my seated place, persevering with to pedal for a number of extra minutes to stop my legs from cramping, holding on to the handles tightly so I do not fall off. After I cease peddling, a second orgasm washes over me, not as intense as the primary however nonetheless immensely pleasurable.
Slowing getting off the bike as I am nonetheless making an attempt to catch my breath, I stand in entrance of the again window straight beneath the AC vent, permitting the cool air to assuage my heated physique. I take a second to note the tall sunflowers I planted final 12 months; tiny bees are going between them, dancing within the daylight.
Glancing at my cellphone, I understand I missed a textual content message. My coronary heart skips a beat as I unlock my cellphone, my eyes scanning the display screen for the missed textual content. A mixture of trepidation programs by my veins, realizing that his phrases maintain the ability to form my day, my actions, and my very existence.
“I didn’t offer you permission to cum. This can require a punishment.”
My eyes widen as I learn the phrases earlier than me, unleashing feelings inside my core. The textual content is brief, but its implications are profound. I learn the earlier message, and Ben was proper; he did not. Remembering that my life was an odd recreation of Ben says as an alternative of Simon says.
With a mix of resignation and lingering pleasure, I take away the plug from my physique, feeling its presence disappear with a comfortable sigh. I rigorously wash it within the sink, guaranteeing its cleanliness and readying it for subsequent use. As I cleanse myself with a humid washcloth, I relish the refreshing sensation, already lacking the fullness the chrome steel toy provided me.
Now stripped of the plug, I discover myself adorned solely with the chastity belt and the fragile weight of the nipple chain. I retreat to the display screen porch, a sanctuary of privateness nestled inside the protecting enclosure of my V-shaped home. The tranquil suburban environment lend a way of calmness, and I take solace within the data that I can totally embrace my wishes with out the prying eyes of neighbors intruding upon my intimate moments.
Wanting down at my chastity belt, a continuing reminder of his management over my pleasure securely encases my most intimate components. The nipple rings are a everlasting reminder he can do no matter he needs to my physique. Let’s additionally not neglect the cameras that enable him 24/7 entry to me, even when he is on the opposite facet of the planet. I missed him a lot. Wishing he would come dwelling quickly.
Sighing, I seen I used to be getting hungry, as I hadn’t eaten since this morning. I headed into the kitchen to see what my choices had been. My cooking abilities could also be missing; I warmth the leftovers with out incident. I plate the meals, arranging it neatly and presentably as if serving a gourmand meal as an alternative of day-old rooster parma from my native Italian restaurant.
With the plate in entrance of me, I sit outdoors and skim my guide, often glancing as much as test the time. The minutes tick by slowly; I can not assist however marvel what kind the punishment will take this time, hoping for a spanking and never on the similar time.