A New Kind of Chastity.
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				Title: <strong>A New Kind of Chastity.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caehlim</strong> on <strong>28-06-2009, 04:34:02</strong>
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				John Cedar adjusted a leather strap on his workbench. It was far from the only piece of leather in the dungeon he had built in his basement. There was barely a surface there that didn't have a strap, cuff, collar or chain on it. This room was his collection, painstakingly assembled and smuggled down here past the watchful eyes that examined him each day, measuring him as a public figure within the community. <br><br>If they only knew. That thought both frightened and excited him, particularly when he was down here working on his secret hobby. A timer on the wall beeped, announcing that the hour he had given himself was up. Time to leave the sanctuary of the dungeon and go back to the real world of responsibilities upstairs. <br><br>He switched the harsh overhead lights back on and went around to each of the many candles in the room and snuffed them with a small brass tool he'd borrowed from his day job. As he left the room he pulled his cassock back on and slid the clerical collar in around his throat. <br><br>John went into the large kitchen long enough to get together a cup of coffee and a few biscuits. The kitchen, an extension to the orginal property, was the one truly modern room of the antique house, its gleaming smooth surfaces and modern appliances contrasting with the wood and stone of the rest of the house. With his coffee he moved to the small living room and sat by the fire, thumbing idly through a cooking magazine he'd purchased, looking for new recipes to try. <br><br>As he read though, a large part of his thoughts stayed down in the dungeon below, the image of a trussed chicken inspiring thoughts of a new item he could make down there. It was only a pity none of the equipment had been used. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Kind of Chastity.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sateru</strong> on <strong>28-06-2009, 04:56:01</strong>
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				Outside of the clergyman's house, a black car could be seen and heard driving to the drive way, it parked for a short moment before a young teenage boy got out of the car with two suitcases.&nbsp; &nbsp;Eric Landon could only turn to face his mother and father with anger and guilt before asking, "Could we reconsider the whole belt thing?"&nbsp; &nbsp;Of course, the two ignored that which was to be expected, he sighed upon hearing his mother yell, "This is for your own good, Father Cedar knows what is best for you and we know that you'll be cured of this sin."&nbsp; &nbsp;It was the same rhetoric, he never ever heard anything different than that.&nbsp; &nbsp;So, he grabbed the suitcases then walked down the stone walkway, then up the steps before knocking on the door of the clergyman's house.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>As this happened, his parents were watching him to make sure that he was heading there, when John opened the door, they would leave.&nbsp; &nbsp;Eric looked over at them with a frown, he hated them both with a passion.&nbsp; &nbsp;Not to mention that he hated them for putting him through this whole hellish situation.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>It was a couple days ago, after his parents had found his stash of porno magazines that they'd decided to take him to the clergyman to figure out what to do to remove this sinful influence from him.&nbsp; &nbsp;Of course, they had to take the severe way to fix things and equipped him with a chastity belt.&nbsp; &nbsp;The youth could deal with a few days, but god...&nbsp; it grew too much for him to be unable to masturbate or anything so he went back to that damn priest and begged for some way to get around this.&nbsp; &nbsp;John was a sick bastard, he said that if he could perform a few "special" tasks around the house then the belt might be removed from time to time as a reward.<br><br>This was warped in front of his parents though, and Eric looked horrified when John offered to take the boy home with him to help personally deal with the problem.&nbsp; &nbsp;Being the super God fearing Christians that they are, they accepted this proposition with open arms.&nbsp; &nbsp;Leaving Eric at the hands of this very strange and scary clergyman.&nbsp; &nbsp;There was nothing that he could do at this point, but look mortified by the idea that this was going to be the worst...&nbsp; oh no...&nbsp; &nbsp;that damn clergyman never did specify a date that Eric would get to go home or anything.&nbsp; &nbsp;Damn loopholes...<br><br>If and when John decided to open the door, Eric could only try his damn best to smile at him, this happened while he died a little inside.&nbsp; &nbsp;The idea of being with this creepy man, who wasn't that bad to look at, but he couldn't ever bring himself to like him after the chastity belt thing happened.&nbsp; &nbsp;He watched his parents drive off, leaving him to his terrible fate.&nbsp; &nbsp;There was even no idea of how far the clergyman was going to take matters.&nbsp; &nbsp;This was filled with so much uncertainty that it was scaring him a little.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Kind of Chastity.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caehlim</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 04:39:45</strong>
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				A knock at the door startled John. He wondered whether this was Eric, arriving early or if one of the parishioners had decided to pay him a visit. He hoped that it was Eric, this day was to be the first day of their arrangement and he didn't want any of his official business to interfere with it. He set his cup down carefully on the table next to his magazine and made his way to the door.<br><br>His smile was broad and genuine at the sight of Eric standing at the door suitcases in hand. With great force of will, he resisted the urge to look down at his pants where he new the chastity belt held the boy's cock hostage to his whims. The thought of this beautiful young man under his control in such a sexual fashion stirred his own cock within his pants. Feeling exposed standing in the doorway he waved pleasantly to the parents waiting in the car and stepped back into the house.<br><br>"Come in Eric, We'll bring your things into the living room and we'll talk about our arrangement more fully." He stepped aside back into the house leaving Eric to follow. He moved back to his chair and sat down, taking the cup of coffee back into his hand. He had removed the other chairs from the room with the idea of forcing Eric to stand while he set his terms.<br><br>"Now Eric, you came to me a few days ago and begged me to take your chastity belt off. It was almost a week ago that it first went on. When I was your age I used to masturbate every day, sometimes more than once. Having your cock locked up for that long is hard to imagine, the idea that it might be years before you can take it off, that's impossible to imagine."<br><br>"If you don't mind waiting, then you can stay here as my guest and maybe in a year or so's time you'll get rid of your addiction to these sinful urges. But there's another option. You can stay here as my slave, as a sex toy for my gratification. If you do that then I'll reward you sometimes by taking off that belt and letting you cum. I promise you, holding on that long and with me stimulating you in between, each time you cum will be the best you've ever felt."<br><br>John slid the key out of his pocket and set it down on the corner of the coffee table. "You can refuse, or you can back out at any time you like. But if you do, that belt will stay on for what must feel like forever at your age. If you want to accept, the key is here on the table. I'll let you take it off and masturbate right now. The condition is this, you'll take off all your clothes and do it standing up there in front of me while I watch. The choice is entirely up to you. If you want to turn me down you can and we'll never speak of this again. But if you were serious when you begged me to let you masturbate then say 'I, Eric, am your sex slave John.' and get to work. What will it be?"<br><br>John took a sip of coffee and waited, watching Eric's face and every so often glancing down to his pants, imagining the metal and leather that kept his cock and balls locked away from him but that would leave his beautiful and delicious ass exposed and vulnerable to abuse. John's cock was already swollen and hard within his pants but he refused to even adjust it, this was Eric's turn. John thought that he would accept the offer and if he did John just wanted to watch. His own pleasure would wait.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Kind of Chastity.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sateru</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 16:35:59</strong>
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				A feeling of dread came over Eric, he walked in slowly, listening to John talk aout their arrangement.&nbsp; He couldn't help feeling like this was a very bad idea, but what could a horny teenager do in this situation?&nbsp; Each step seemed to torment his mind, he didn't want to know what ideas the older male had in mind.&nbsp; When they made it to the living room, he noticed that aside from the fixtures near the wall, the coffee table, and the chair....&nbsp; &nbsp;There wasn't much else.&nbsp; This kind of peeved Eric, but he said nothing aside from a slight look of annoyance on his face.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>It was only when he first listened to what John had to say that his eyes began to narrow, he smirked then wanted to retort, which he ended up doing, "<strong>So why didn't your parents force you to wear this fucking thing?&nbsp; &nbsp;I mean, you sound like you've done no better than me.&nbsp; &nbsp;Or were you just lucky</strong>?"&nbsp; A frown moved over his face, he listened to the options set for him, the latter ended up making his eyes widen with worry...&nbsp; '<em>What? Sex toy? He's gotta be joking, right?</em>'&nbsp; Of course, he knew from the look in John's eyes that this was anything but a joke.<br><br>After hearing John, and those ridiculous things that Eric was informed to do along with that this was totally voluntary, he frowned.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was bisexual, so he couldn't help feeling turned on by the sudden look of John's arousal along with the promise of that each release would be the best that he'd ever felt.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was so hard to want to say 'yes' though, he didn't want his first time to be with a creep like John.&nbsp; &nbsp;Hell, he wanted his first time to be special and with someone that he could stand to look at for a few minutes more than anyone else.&nbsp; Gently, he bit his lip and tried to find the words.<br><br>No matter how hard it was to say "no", he couldn't bring himself to deny himself the pleasure.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was already too much, and he figured that he wanted to just figure out some way to permanently remove the belt.&nbsp; &nbsp;So, he looked into John's eyes, then quickly looked away before muttering, "<strong>...I, Eric, am your sex slave, John...</strong>"&nbsp; &nbsp;Of course, he'd imagine that John would want to hear it louder so Eric said out-loud, "<strong>I, Eric, am your sex slave, John!</strong>"&nbsp; &nbsp;With that said, he closed his eyes to try to not imagine that John was here.<br><br>Slowly, he reached up to his coat and unzipped it before slowly shrugging it off of his body.&nbsp; It revealed that he was wearing a regular light blue button-up shirt, he didn't want to take his clothes off too quickly...&nbsp; &nbsp;Mainly, he was trying hard to try to remove John from his mind so that he could do this with little problem.&nbsp; &nbsp;He slowly raised his hands to the top button, then slowly started to undo then one by one, up until he reached to the last one near the button of his jeans.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Slowly, his shirt opened to reveal his tan, lean, muscular body that was hidden behind the clothes.&nbsp; &nbsp;One hand reached over, and he pulled the shirt back then off of his body.&nbsp; It fell slowly to the ground, he kicked off his sandals which was the easiest and fastest part of this whole experience.&nbsp; Then, it came to his pants which was the hardest part, he looked at John with some fear, looking at him like he was saying, '<em>Please don't make me do this...</em>'&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Eric couldn't help sighing in defeat, resigning himself to this fate.&nbsp; He reached down to undo the belt on his pants, he watched it slip out from each ring on his pants then it fell over to where the shirt and shoes were.&nbsp; A look of nervousness and panic crept onto him, but beneath the ugly feelings, he couldn't help feeling excited about at least not having this on him.&nbsp; &nbsp;He moved his fingers to the button of his jeans, gently pushing it sideways then slipping it through the hole before the two parted ways.&nbsp; With his jeans unbuttoned, they were a little opened to reveal the top small bit of the chastity belt, he bit his lips as he reached to unzip his pants.&nbsp; &nbsp;Being careful to not touch the belt since he knew that his groin was desperate for freedom.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>A disgruntled sigh escaped from his lips when he pulled the zipper to the bottom, his jeans fell to his ankles and the chastity belt was revealed in all of it's horror.&nbsp; &nbsp;The bindings that kept his member from him for just a few weeks was already bothering him.&nbsp; He looked at John with a slight look of being pissed, he couldn't help hating the person that had locked him away in this thing.&nbsp; &nbsp;Quickly, he moved forward and stole the key away, then slipped it into the belt's lock, he heard a click then a sudden feeling of release.&nbsp; &nbsp;Gently, he undid the belt, it slipped off so easily from his body, leaving him fully naked for the first time in a week.&nbsp; &nbsp;He couldn't help himself grinning like a maniac over the sudden liberation.&nbsp; <br><br>Then, Eric remembered his side of the deal and stared at John for a minute before gently caressing his member with one hand.&nbsp; &nbsp;At least, he could enjoy the time that he had, not to mention that if he could make John suffer by watching and not touching then that was all the more better.&nbsp; &nbsp;Of course, Eric had no idea of what would happen if he pushed the clergyman too far, but then again he figured that he was a wimp...&nbsp; someone that wouldn't be able to act aside from flaunting their ability to influence others.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>The simple hand motions on his member, rubbing his erection and his balls with his hand made him whimper slightly since the skin was so sensitive from not being touched like this.&nbsp; &nbsp;He gasped and licked his hand before starting to stroke himself gently and slowly, his body quivered from each motion of his hand, making him gasp and moan.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was surprising what a week of not having sex could do to a teenager.&nbsp; &nbsp;Sex was an addiction, and he looked at John with his eyes darkening with this lust that he was feeling.&nbsp; &nbsp;Of course, he didn't like John so he was imagining a cute guy from school doing this to him.&nbsp; &nbsp;One of his hands even went up, and rubbed against a perked nipple, he wanted to cum so hard that he could not want sex for a while.&nbsp; &nbsp;All he could do now, was jack off infront of this monster that was manipulating him.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Deep down, he couldn't help wanting to at least try some of the things he read involving sex.&nbsp; &nbsp;He also didn't want to be a sex toy, but none of that seemed to be possible so he resumed rubbing one hand all over his chest while the other glided against his erection slowly.&nbsp; &nbsp;Every motion ended up making his body shudder with the anticipation of being brought to a painful, but wonderful climax.
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