Locked in Chastity and Sexual Drama with the Domme
Kelly fights jealousy when another domme at the swingers’ resort desires Ryan.
Poor Ryan.
Kelly smiled and admired how the man she once called her husband stood naked in a spreadeagled position with his wrists tied overhead to a suspension bar and his ankles lashed to the posts of the supporting base.
A ball gag silenced his speech.
He wasn’t even her servant. Ryan was her property.
Kelly wore a corset but no panties while pacing around him in the ballroom where a bondage and swinging party was happening. Parties at the Mauve hedonist resort were mind-blowing. Her fingers with their long nails were lovely, erotic weapons and she used them to the fullest possible extent, running them up and down his naked chest and using them to create pleasure and pain on his caged cock and balls.
“You’re mine, all mine,” she whispered. “How does it feel knowing that the only rights you have to your sexual pleasure are the ones I offer?”
Ryan whimpered as Kelly ran her fingers over his cock, adorned in a delightfully savage chastity cage that was metal, with tiny spikes pressing against the flesh when arousal hit and an erection pulsated.
This was one of those times. On a nearby stage, a woman in a tight vinyl skirt was dancing and shaking her ass, two couples were fucking on a mattress, and a dominant man led his submissive lady on a collar and leash into a group of men and women eager to use her.
Kelly knelt, pursed her lips, and dribbled saliva on Ryan’s cock. The moisture simply enlarged his shaft fully within its steel boundaries. She blew softly on the tip of his cock while he moaned and felt the pleasurable pain of intense denial.
Ryan’s eyes were misting over.
The poor dear was about to cry.
Kelly felt completely satisfied, powerful, and totally turned on. She placed a finger in her pussy, licked it slowly in front of Ryan, and whispered, “You look so good, babe, why would I ever let you go?”
Kelly and Ryan had spectators.
Sharice, in her hip-hugging, ass-flattering leather pants was the domme who persuaded Kelly to let her use him on an earlier night. Sharice’s wife, Mauri, who was also her submissive, knelt by her side sporting a collar with metal studs. Sharice’s red halter highlighted her cleavage while Mauri was completely naked.
Kelly motioned for Mauri. “Now’s the perfect time.”
“Permission granted,” replied Sharice. She motioned to Mauri, “Go.”
Mauri crawled forward on all fours with her butt wiggling and her tits swaying. Kelly pointed and Mauri positioned herself between Ryan’s thighs, slowly licking up one side and down the other while moving to his back to kiss and caress his bottom.
Kelly enjoyed how Ryan continued shivering and trembling. He deserved some little reward. Not much, but something. “Lick his balls.”
Mauri did. Her bronze complexion was a lovely contrast to Ryan’s much lighter flesh. His whimpering picked up and salvia dripped from the ball gag onto Mauri’s shoulders and back.
Kelly sidled up to Sharice. “She’s beautiful.”
“Thank you. I take good care of her. Which makes me think you shouldn’t push your man too hard.” Sharice was serious while Mauri tormented him from his feet, to his cock, and up his chest using her lips and tongue.
“Oh?” Kelly glanced at Sharice. “You know how to care for men?”
“I know how to care for submissives.”
“What makes you think I’m not caring for the submissive I own?”
Sharice smiled. “There’s something on my mind. I’d like to talk about it in private.”
“Yes, I could tell,” Kelly replied. “Why wait? Let’s go now.”
“My room?”
“That’s fine.” Kelly thought. “Mauri and Ryan can play here for a while longer and wait for us by the pool.”
“Perfect.”
Sharice poured wine, handed a glass to Kelly and sipped her own. She admired Kelly’s shapely bottom, the curve of her breasts and the sexual desire expressed in her eyes. But she questioned the depth of Ryan’s torment. “Maybe your husband deserves another form of treatment.”
“Remember, he’s no longer my husband but my contractual property.”
“Yes. That’s right.”
Sharice didn’t want to get naked in the ballroom but now, with Kelly, she felt differently. Talking while naked and kissing seemed best since the subject matter was delicate. “Even property needs a tender touch.”
Kelly sipped her wine and eyed Sharice with suspicion. “What do you want? Just say it.”
Sharice smiled, “I want him — and you. Sit, darling.”
Kelly hesitated but Sharice’s words were like a magical perfume. She sat while Sharice knelt in front, parted Kelly’s bare legs, and used her tongue to brush along her naked thighs. She nuzzled Kelly’s pussy, using her nose to part the folds while licking gently and inhaling the musty aroma of sweat and natural juices.
Sharice licked deeply, like tasting honey on a spoon, then got up and sat next to Kelly on the sofa before cradling an arm around her shoulders and kissing her deeply. “You taste delightful.”
Kelly murmured sweetly while licking her cunt juice from Sharice’s tongue.
“Undress me,” said Sharice, “and strip off your corset.”
Kelly stood, undid the laces, and set the corset aside so her tits hung freely. She slowly pulled off Sharice’s leather pants, knelt, and kissed the thong that Sharice wore. It was wet with arousal. Kelly was intoxicated with Sharice’s beauty and could sense that she was succumbing to her seduction.
Sharice hooked her thumbs in the waistband, slid the thong off her legs and held it up. “Let’s lick together.” She kissed one part of the fabric while Kelly kissed the other side, licking and tasting.
Sharice let it drop, knelt on the soft carpeting and embraced Kelly. “Your property, as you call him, has a lovely cock and I want to use it for a while.”
Kelly fondled Sharice’s tits. Her breasts were full and beautiful. “A day? Tomorrow?” Kelly licked the tits, wrapping her tongue around the nipples.
“Much longer,” whispered Sharice.
Suddenly, the spell shattered. Kelly sat up with her heart pounding and grabbed a fistful of Sharice’s hair.
Sharice winced but also laughed. “Jealous?” She fondled Kelly’s breasts.
The grip relaxed.
“What do you mean?” Kelly was guarded but curious. Arousal kicked in and she stroked her pussy gently.
“I want to negotiate for him. It seems such a waste that you have him in chastity so often. I could put his cock to a much more entertaining use. But I’d love to get to know you better and we could trade, on occasion, Ryan for your use of Mauri.”
Kelly sighed, lay back on the rug and spread her legs. Mauri was gorgeous.
Sharice kissed up Kelly’s torso, while stroking her pussy, fingering her clitoris. “I miss having a cock whenever I want. Once we leave Mauve and return to our ‘real world’ I’d like to use Ryan for a while, however long that while is, so he can fuck me when I want, where I want, and how I want.”
Kelly kissed Sharice. “Mount my face.”
Sharice did, turning and lifting a leg over Kelly’s mouth. The two ladies went down on each other.
Kelly licked Sharice’s pussy, tonguing deeply and caressing her ass while wondering if she had been too harsh on Ryan. She felt like she didn’t need Ryan’s cock because she served Mac, the Bull Dom, and had other men at her beck and call.
Sharice slid her face between Kelly’s legs, sucking on the folds of her pussy and pursing her lips to suckle Kelly’s clitoris. The moans were growing louder. Kelly sucked Sharice, working her mouth into her pussy and licking her ass while Sharice’s moans intensified.
Their bodies began quivering and shaking.
Sharice knew an agreement was likely. The thought of Kelly licking her and thoughts of fucking Ryan grew hot and torrid in her mind like molten lava. “Lick me, tongue my juices,” she cried out while Kelly licked lustfully.
Kelly felt the orgasm building and tearing through her body, moaning while Sharice squealed from the tongue fucking. Suddenly, Sharice dismounted, turned, embraced Kelly and both women shook and kissed while orgasmic waves bonded them. Sharice swept her tongue through Kelly’s mouth and Kelly wrestled back with hers. Tongue against tongue. Tits against tits with legs wrapped together while embracing tightly and securely.
As their orgasms settled, Kelly wondered about Ryan and his struggles after Mauri teasing him for a prolonged period of time.
Kelly spoke. “We sign an agreement that I’m loaning him to you. You don’t claim him.”
“Fine.”
Kelly wondered. “Would you like to fuck him tonight?”
Sharice smiled. “I thought you’d never ask. I’ll let you use Mauri. Deal?”
Kelly smiled and kissed Sharice again. “Deal.”
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Erotic Stories in the Locked In Chastity Series — G. Charles — Medium