Chastity Vacation

"Right, sorry, this book is distracting." He certainly had her attention now. Not many of the guys here were locked up in one of these devices, almost all of them wore steel ones for security. At least with this one she actually got to see a penis.

They exchanged small talk for a little while before getting into more sexual things, such as their preferences and turn offs. Nikki desperately wanted to stop talking about this, she could almost feel her vagina starting to drip. But she kept going, flirting with him and touching his arm and leg gently from time to time.

"Hey, wanna go back to my room and talk for a bit? I have drinks." He asked as he stood, offering his hand to help her out of her chair. She agreed, almost forgetting that sex would be impossible with the belts on.

His suite was just like every other one; large kitchenette, spacious washroom complete with marble counter tops and floors, master bedroom with a king sized bed, flat screen TVs in every room and many other amenities that you would expect to find in a five star resort.

David went and grabbed two beers from the fridge. When he turned around to face his guest she was pressed right up against him. Her leg was pushed up between his crotch which she used to grind against his chastity tube. Her kiss was strong and aggressive, catching him off guard. He returned it, pushing his tongue into her mouth and slid it along her perfect teeth. She let her straight dirty blonde hair fall from its pony tail as she pushed him towards the bed room.

"Wait, wait, what do you think we're doing. We can't fuck." He stated the obvious as he gestured down to his cock straining against the plastic. She pushed him onto the bed and jumped on top of him all the while, continuing to kiss him. She kissed his upper chest and slowly went down his body. Then she started kissing and sucking around the base of his penis before taking the device into her mouth. She sucked at it and smiled to herself; this is just what she wanted. She loved the feeling of power she got while teasing a guy before sex. Only one problem, she was starting to get turned on herself. Correction, really turned on. She could now feel her sex getting increasingly wet with some of her juices escaping past the belt and running down her thighs.

"Wait, stop." He said abruptly as he gently pushed her off of him. He sat up on the bed and started adjusting his chastity tube.

"What are you doing?" She asked, annoyed. He simply held up a finger to his lips as he continued to fiddle with his device. With a little bit of effort, he managed to pull his penis out of the plastic tube. She was shocked, she didn't even know that was possible.

"How did you do that?!" She demanded. The penis got even harder now, drinking up all the fresh air and the sensation of being free.

"When my mistress sent me here, forcibly, I asked for a plastic device instead of a steel one cause I knew I could get out of one of these." He explained, very proud of himself. Without any further warning, the blonde leaned forward and took the head of the penis into her mouth. She ran her tongue around the tip and lapped at it. She could feel him getting increasingly hard as she took the penis deeper and deeper. She went slow and careful, wanting to tease him for as long as possible. His breath began to quicken as she took the full length to the back of her throat, gaging a little. She could feel his dick pulse and his hips began to rock; she knew he couldn't take much more.

Her pace was fast and aggressive, anyone could tell she had sucked a lot of dicks before this. Just when he was about to climax, she heard a noise behind her. Nikki stopped and looked towards the door, her mouth dropped when she saw her. The House Mistress.

"Oh please, keep going." She said, with the most evil of grins.

"What the fuck!" Yelled David as he sat up. The cum started flowing out of his dick, completely ruining his orgasm.

"Oh dear, you ruined his orgasm. I'm so sorry for interrupting." The Mistress stopped smiling and walked towards the bed, with Stephanie right behind her holding her own leash between her teeth. "Lick it up, bitch." David slowly gathered up his cum in his hands and hesitated before licking them clean. He cringed at the tangy, salty taste. Without warning the mistress brought her cane down on his exposed penis. He shrieked and instinctively went to protect his dick.

"Don't stop me you bitch, raise your hands above your head and don't move them!" She ordered, holding the cane above her head, ready for another smack. He reluctantly did as he was told. She brought several solid smacks down on his exposed dick and thighs. "Stand, slut." She ordered to Nicole.

Nicole did as she was told and stood with her hands behind her head. The mistress brought very strong smacks down on the blonde's average sized tits, causing her to yelp after every whack

"Slave 16!" The mistress yelled abruptly. Stephanie stepped forward without a moment's thought. "Secure these sluts for me." Stephanie hurried off to one of the supply closets that are at the end of each hall. She returned with many types of cuffs, chains and various other equipment.

Stephanie secured hinged handcuffs to both of their wrists behind the backs. Ankle and thigh cuffs were added next followed by a penis gag for the both of them. Tall posture collars were added and for her final touch, clover clamps were adorned to their nipples. Everything was locked on for security.

"Nice addition with the clamps, slave." The mistress commented. She let a few smacks loose on David's and Nikki's chests, making the clamps dig into the sensitive skin of the nipple even more. "You two really fucked up." She commented as she grabbed both of their arms and pushed them for the door.

Phil

He slammed the door shut of his room and made sure it was locked before heading straight for the washroom. He spat repeatedly and used a copious amount of mouthwash; no matter what he did he could still taste the zing of the man's cum in his mouth.

"Fucking bullshit, this isn't what I signed up for!" He yelled in anger as he hit his reflection in the mirror. He spat once again before he began to calm down. His dick pulsed inside of its tube, locked securely behind a wall of steel. Phil had chosen a Neosteel belt for his stay, a decision which he now regretted as it was impossible to receive any form of relief.

He spat once again and took another swig of mouthwash before heading into the living room. "That slut better not make me do that again." He said out loud referring to the House Mistress.

*KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK*. "Phil, its Amanda." Sounded the perky red head from the other side of the door. Phil unlocked the door and let her in.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" He really didn't care to see anyone right now and just wanted to know the purpose of her visit.

"Just thought I'd drop by, see how today went for you." She said as she walked into the living area and sat on the couch.

"Oh, okay. Yeah, make yourself at home." He said sarcastically. "It sucked, how did it go for you?"

"Had a hottie in today" she spoke as she played with the lock on the front of her chastity belt. "Poor girl was so shy and scared, I felt pretty bad for her."

"Is there a reason why you're here?" He cut her off. "Cause I wanted to have a nap and was hoping to get to dinner at a decent hour." Amanda stood and got right inside of Phil's personal space.

"Yeah, well a nap seems pretty boring. I was hoping we could." She began tracing her finger over Phil's chest. "I was hoping we could have some fun." She finished saying. First she gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek, nearly having to stand on the tips of her toes to do so. When he reacted well to that, she went in for another, this time on his lips. He began returning the kiss and his penis started filling it's tube, causing a delicious ache.

Amanda was aggressive but he liked that kind of aggression from a girl, especially from a red head. She continued her barrage, pushing him back onto a couch. She rubbed her hands over Phil's chastity shield before grabbing both his wrists with each hand. She brought his hands behind his back and held them there while she retrieved a pair of handcuffs which were tucked in the back of her belt.

She quickly applied both cuffs, before Phil knew what was going on, it was already too late.

"What the hell?" He demanded, pulling away from the kiss. She slapped him hard without hesitation.

"You might want to be more polite to me, I'm your only chance of escape after all". She was right. He could easily yell for help but no one would come, if anything they would just assist the crazy red head. "Now, I want you to stay put!" She ordered as she stood and headed for the door.

Sure, he was into chastity, which is a form of bondage, but Phil just wasn't ever into the whole 'handcuffs and rope' scene. He liked to be able to move and do as he pleased, that's not to say that he didn't enjoy it once and a while. Before he knew it, Amanda returned with an armful of equipment.

"Stand up." She ordered without so much as looking him in the eyes. He obediently stood, knowing it was probably best to just get this over with. She wrapped several leather straps around his legs. One at the ankles and one above and below the knees. She then locked on a slender leather collar, kissing his neck gently as she did so. He went in for another kiss but she stopped him, to insert a ring gag instead. He accepted it reluctantly. He thought she was done but clearly she wasn't, standing there holding a leather armbinder. She slipped the soft leather over Phil's arms, not even bothering to take off the handcuffs.

"I'm leaving the cuffs on cause I don't want you slipping away." She giggled as she finished lacing it up. She wrapped the straps around Phil to keep his arms pinned to his back and then completed it all by doing up the crotch strap.

"There!" She proclaimed. "You look so much better! Except for one more thing." Scissors were retrieved from the kitchenette, which she used to cut off Phil's shirt. He merely moaned his displeasure and struggled mildly. "Yumm, that is much better!" She bent down and began kissing and nibbling at the faint outline of his abs. She traced her fingers around the band of his chastity belt, searching for any give or weakness. She kissed him up his chest, around his neck and then to his gaged lips. She slipped her tongue through the ring and probed, his tongue finding hers in the process. He moaned when she pulled away and clipped a leash to the front of his collar.

"I don't know about you but I'm starved. I think its dinner time, slave." She smiled as she led him out the door.

Katie

She swung open the door to her room and was pleasantly surprised at what she saw. A large living area, lavish kitchen with marble countertops and soft lighting, two separate bedrooms with attached bathrooms. Her smile grew as she looked around, she was very pleased with herself for spending the extra money on the Queen's Suite.

Katie felt very bare, and extremely exposed; constantly covering her breasts while in her own room. She didn't even know how to feel about the high security prototype chastity belt that she wore. Her hands constantly roamed over it and she couldn't help but pull and claw at it to no avail.

This thing truly was the ultimate belt for orgasm denial. Even with her slender frame, she couldn't get so much as a finger nail past the front shield. The belt was perfectly formed to sit on her hips before dropping down to run over her flat, tight stomach. There were essentially two shields, one was raised off the other which provided protection from the use of vibrators while the other assured the utmost security against prying fingers. The belt was also equipped with a mini computer which could record the slaves location, whether the belt was removed, whether it was tampered with and finally whether it was destroyed. Through the download of an app, the Master/Mistress could also control pleasure via a vibrator built in behind the main shield or punishment through electric shock. And of course, the belt was perfectly sized, for her and her alone.

Katie sighed as her fingers grazed over the built in high security locks, she knew this belt wasn't going anywhere. She checked herself out in the hallway mirror, she could concede that she looked amazing but still felt strange; she was already beginning to miss her yoga pants, leggings and jeans.

The blonde didn't know what to do with herself, she had no bags as they had all been confiscated at the front desk, so she had nothing to unpack. She just plopped herself down on one of the leather couches and began watching some TV.

Her nosy fingers continued to trace and prod over the belt, she tried slipping past the front shield but there continued to be zero give. She pulled slightly on the front lock and received a very mild shock, almost a tingle, in her pussy. She shrieked and her hands darted down to relieve the pain. It had already subsided. Her mind raced, had she gone way over her head this time? This isn't something that you just bail out of and this was a serious belt she was wearing, with painful consequences.

What seemed like hours passed, 30 minutes in reality, when her door opened. Her hands shot up to cover her large boobs.

"What the hell!" She screamed as she looked at the tall, strangely dressed woman standing in the doorway.

"Is that how you treat all your guests?" The woman asked. "I'm the House Mistress, you should show me more respect. May I come in?"

'You've already opened the door, so why not?!' She thought. "Yes.... M-Mistress, of course." Is what she actually said as her nerves took over. The Mistress stepped inside, with a naked chastity belt wearing girl hot on her heels. The door was then shut. Katie couldn't help but take her eyes off the girl with her own leash in her mouth.

"Do you like her?" The Mistress asked. Katie couldn't think of anything to say so she thought it was best to just nod yes. "Well she's mine for today. Her name is slave 16 but the others call her Stephanie." The Mistress giggled and took a seat right beside Katie. The girl with the leash took a seat on the ground in front of the Mistress, like a dog would. Katie still covered herself with her hands, unsettled as to what this woman would do.

"Put your hands to your side, slave. I want to get a look at you." Katie slowly and reluctantly did as she was told. "My, my, you certainly are beautiful." The Mistress said as she traced her long nails over the blonde's DD breasts. "Are they real?" She asked.

"N-N-No Ma'am." Stuttered Katie.

"They are very well done." Commented the Mistress, as Katie's nipples began to harden. "You like being touched like this?" Katie nodded in agreement. "Slave!" The Mistress directed towards Stephanie. "Bring some clamps for our new guest."

"Clamps?" Katie had never really used clamps before, they just seemed too painful. In a flash, Steph returned with an intimidating set of clamps, connected with a chain.

"Clover clamps are my favourite. They tighten as you pull on the chain, which is perfect for leading slaves. Far better than a leash." The Mistress went to go to attach the clamps to Katie but Ms. Winters' hands darted up to cover her hardened nipples.

"Thank you but, but, I don't want them." Katie whined, feeling very intimidated by this woman. A look of surprise crossed over the woman's face, followed by a small, evil grin.

"I can handcuff your wrists behind your back and make you wear these clamps for 24 hours if that's what you'd rather do?" Katie reluctantly did as she was told and lowered her arms. The Mistress wasted no time and applied both clamps eliciting a small moan from the scared blonde. "There, that wasn't so bad!" The woman commented before taking out her phone. "Says here you tampered with your belt and that you received a light punishment. God I love these belts and this app."

"I didn't tamper with it, I just, EEEEKKKK!" She shrieked as a strong shock coursed through her vagina.

"Don't argue with me and don't touch your belt. That is my property behind that thing, remember!?" The Mistress boomed, grabbing onto Katie and forcing her to stand. She twisted both her arms behind her back and held them there with ease. "Slave 16, grab some handcuffs for our new slut." That word rang through her ears. 'slut'. Ever since high school, Katie loathed that word.

Stephanie went to the closet and returned with some hinged cuffs and a lock. The Mistress attached the cuffs to the back of Katie's belt and easily secured her hands within the cuffs. "Hopefully this will teach you to never talk back to me! I will let you out in a day or so, don't think of asking anyone for help either. They won't help you anyway."

"Wait, I obeyed and let you see my boobs. Please don't keep these clamps on me! Please!! You can keep me in handcuffs but take off the clamps!" For a moment the Mistress paused before standing.

"I would have, but that was before I knew you tried touching my property and before you talked back. Shut up or I'll add a gag!" The authoritarian Mistress boomed. "Besides, I kind of like you in clamps. And if I like it, it stays." The door was closed as both the Mistress and Stephanie left. Katie looked down at the clamps, with anger building inside of her. She let out a loud shriek before tears began to well in her eyes. She was definitely way over her head.

Stephanie

The tight collar that encircled her neck felt as though it got tighter as the day went on. She had followed the House Mistress for the entire day as she checked on guests, made sure chastity belts were locked on tight and helped administering punishment when required. Stephanie enjoyed the punishment part especially, regardless of whether that made her a sadist or not. She was always more dominant than submissive but had a special spot in her heart for chastity. She wanted to become more submissive so this vacation was her way of forcing herself to do just that. Even still, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed as she followed behind the Mistress holding her own leash in her mouth like a well trained hound.

"We're almost done, slave. Just going to head back to my office then I'll let you go for the rest of the day." Steph was relieved, she was looking forward to being able to put her feet up on a chair beside the pool.

They both walked into the Mistresses' office which was beautifully furnished and decorated. The room was very spacious and had several comfortable looking couches in the corner, a large office desk in the middle, several filing cabinets as well as a couple of book shelves which contained various bondage and fetish literature. The office also had a huge picture window looking out onto the beautiful rolling hills and forest. It was a gorgeous office, if not for the steel cage and D rings anchored to the floor just beside the Mistresses' desk.

"Go and sit beside the cage, slave." Stephanie obeyed obediently and sat beside the cage in a heartbeat. The Mistress sat on the leather chair behind the desk and started going through some paper work. Stephanie did not dare to say a word, still holding the leash in her mouth. After a few moments, the Mistress removed the leash from Stephanie's mouth and clipped it to the floor.

"You were a very good girl today". The Mistress commented as she began booting up her computer.

"Thank you, Mistress." The brunette replied timidly.

"Would you like some kind of reward?"

"I do not require any reward, Mistress. Serving you was reward enough." Stephanie said as she looked at her Mistresses' heels. Steph figured that they must have been at least six inches tall with a rounded toe and a jet black, almost shiny, sheen. The bright red bottoms were a sight to behold and beautifully contrasted the rest of the shoe and the Mistress's outfit.