Servitude Between Her Part 2

A few days has past since our last meeting. Felicia has been teasing me day and night, we have been texting all day ever since our last encounter. She even instructed me on my dressing, on one occassion Felicia met up with me for lunch. During lunch it was all normal until she whispered me in my here and told me to head to the restroom and remove my panties for her. After I had did as she instructed, Felicia left me fending the day without any panties.

3 days after our last sexual encounter, Felicia finally setup a meeting for us to to continue our adventures. Before we met up, she gave me strict instructions on my dress code for the entire day. I was to wear no panties for the day, only allowed to wear bra which is of sheer material and specifically a white top, with skirt. We met up this time round at her home instead of the usual hotel. It was at night 8pm when I arrived at the address she sent me. The house was a landed property, well decorated and it appears she was living alone. No signs of other pairs of shoes / footwear which resembles male footwear was soon at the doorstep. Felicia greeted me at the door and she was pleased at how “well dressed” I was when she saw me. She invited me and we headed up to her room without much delays.

This was when Felicia brought up the idea she was previously saying about, the discussion about my measurements. It was now I realised what deeper trouble I had gotten myself into with that commitment. Felicia has purchased a Chastity Belt for me. For those who do not know, a Chastity Belt is used to be worn on a girl (there’s men edition too) that would prevent direct stimulation to penetrative sex and your clit. This effectively prevents you to masturbate but I did read there are ways that you could bypass it, though most cases it will not even lead to an orgasm which defeats the purpose. It was a leather branded device with a metal sheath, some chains and locks. The leather harness fits onto me just like an ordinary panties except with a cut out at my pussy, the metal sheath would cover it fully preventing contact to my orifices, this is connected to the center of the belt which clasps on tightly. It can only be unlocked with a key, which Felicia held it dearly. The metal sheath does have a hole, big enough to pee, nothing more.

My first impression was no way am I putting it on. I was very close to backing out but yet I also had a curiousity to put it on. After all I never had a chance to see this, I read about it but never once seen a real device nor have a chance to wear it. After much consideration, I finally decided to give it a go and put it on, effectively this means putting all my sexuality in Felicia’s control. The belt fit onto my tight and well fit, it managed to hug onto me and fit my body contour. It was tight fit and cannot be removed by pulling down unless the buckles are unlocked, which are secured all tightly in the middle. Only with the key can this belt be removed from me fully. Once Felicia has firmly attached the belt to me, she wasted no moments and made me eat out her pussy to her delight. That night she was much lenient, her requirement was just once. Our agreement regards to the belt was, if I made her cum / achieved her requirements, she would release me from the belt and play with my pussy.

Felicia did not go back on her words. With a stern instruction, she ordered me to lay down on my back and lift up my legs, instructing me to hold them up while leaving my pussy exposed to her, which was shielded by the belt. Felicia moved over with the key and unlocked just the metal sheath covering my pussy and my pussy felt a sense of freedom. She looked at me and said, “You must be thinking I’m going to go down on you, fat hope slave. That is not going to happen.” Instead Felicia took out a small vibrator and turned it on, the buzzing sound sending excitment to me as I watched her bring it closer and closer to my pussy. “This is all you need. Now enjoy Slave, while you can.” said Felicia before pressing the bullet vibrator onto my pussy. Instantly I was engulfed in the sweet sensation of pleasure. It was so nice, it has been so long since she even let me do this. I was so horny and very close to cumming but Felicia told me strictly not to cum until she gave the permission. When I was getting really close to cumming, I shouted out at Felicia, “Fel, I’m about to cum.” Immediately Felicia pulled away her hand and brought up the metal sheath, locking it back onto me. I was distraught by her actions and quickly questioned her, “But Fel, I thought we agreed…” Felicia replied, “When did your Goddess said you can cum? The part of the contract was for your Goddess to allow you to play with your pussy. But never once did I agreed that you may cum.” At this moment, I was like, “Damn. What have I gotten myself into?!” “But I may consider letting you cum if you return tomorrow. Or I should say, you must return tomorrow if you would like to cum Slave. Every single day. You are to please your Goddess and worship the very pussy you desire to lick.” said Felicia in a threatening voice, knowing that there is no reason I could resist her.

The belt held itself tightly onto me. The only points of exit is to drill through the belt, with me in it, such dangers is not to be risked. I left Felicia’s home and headed back. Once I’m home, I went to browse the net to figure out how am I supposed to live my life with this belt on. Well it appears there are many useful topics which can be read through the internet, and I quickly found useful sources and information on this. It appears the belt material is fairly thin, thus it would not be very visible through my clothes and quite discreet. That’s a relieve. But taking a shower and using the toilet, wow the hassle is real. There was something to take back though. Felicia did texted me after that, that if I were to develop any allergic reactions to the device, we would remove it immediately. She would like me to try playing out this with her for a week, and if I was still uncomfortable with the belt on, or strongly disagree with it, she would remove it from me. She did also pass me a little box which she said contains a key, the spare key to my belt. If any case I would like to remove it, she could release the numeric code to me to unlock the box, or I could just bring it to a locksmith to pry it open. So there was this certain level of trust between me and Felicia that did not totally killed the deal between us.

The next day, life was a pain. Thankfully I had a showerhead so I could burst water jet to clean under the belt, but took me some time to dry the water and make sure it is clean. Ultimately there would still be water stuck somewhere, I would use a hair dryer to blow dry, the ones without heat. To work it was all the norm except when I bend down now, I had to be very cautious on how I bent down, wouldn’t want anyone to see my belt. But I still do wear panties over my belt. Once I was officially off from work, I would head out to meet Felicia as long as she is available to meet me. Today she demanded 3 orgasms, but I only managed to achieve twice before she stopped and told me to head for a shower. Her instructions now were slightly different, to bring a fresh pair of clothes when meeting up with her.

Felicia unlocked my belt and allowed me to have a proper shower. It was such a relieve when she gave me this benefit. But at the same time, she was constantly watching over me to make sure I do not touch myself or masturbate during my bath. After which she would lock the belt back onto me and brought us back to her bedroom. “Now my Pussy Slut. Time to fulfil your last orgasm.” said Felicia as she unlocked my belt, and went on the sit on my face! Her pussy pressed onto my nose and mouth, it was so wet and all her scent covered my face. Lap after lap my tongue stuck out to lick her as I taste her pussy juice, heavily scented and a pale salty taste. “Yes Slave, that’s more like it. Now for your turn. You better not cum if not I’m going to give you hell.” said Felicia as she wet her fingers and rubbed my clit.

Now it was a living hell for me as Felicia stroked me for just a few seconds before stopping, and after that she will repeat once again. The stimulation was sufficient to only make me get aroused but never once I was near to cumming at all. “Ohh yes Slave I’m about to cum soon. But wait I have something else for you.” said Felicia as she stood up and went over to pick up her dildo and vibrator. “Lie beneath me and take this dildo to fuck me. I want you to close to my pussy when you do it, smell my scent that you love dearly.” instructed Felicia as she turned on the vibrator and placed it on her clit. I took hold of the dildo and pushed it into her pussy. Impressive. It slid in almost without any resistance, Felicia was very wet. I held onto her thigh as my hand pushed the dildo in and out of Felicia. “Faster Slut. I’m… Very close.. FASTER!!” Felicia shouted at me and I hasten my pace. “YESSSSS!!!” shouted Felicia and at this moment a few droplets of juice came out of her pussy. This is it? I pulled out the dildo and a gush of pussy juice squirt out of her onto my face and clothes. It was not a lot but enough to wet my face and some portion of my top. I was really surprised when Felicia squirted, this was new to me, though hers is not comparable to some other girls whom I know, where their squirts can need a new bedsheet change. “Surprised slave? You are so lucky to actually receive this. I do not squirt in front of my Slaves. Only on special occasions.” said Felicia. “Now about this mess, lick my clean now Slut. And after this, no cumming for you today. You will not wash this mess off you until the next day, do you hear me?” Felicia said with her fingers pointing at me, in a very strict tone.

I looked up at her, face and body with her pussy juices, and responded, “Yes my Mistress Fel.” before I went back up to clean my Mistress’s pussy and have my denial extended once again.

Ettu Signing Off ☺