Chastity Belt

Last year one of my girlfriends told me that she and her husband were into S&M, and asked if we were interested in joining them in this. I said definitely not, our sexual tastes are pretty plain vanilla, actually. But then she said something that got my attention--she keeps her husband’s cock in a male chastity belt! I’d always been intrigued by this, so I just had to see it for myself.

I went over to their house one evening. My girlfriend was dressed in leather, with high heels, red nail polish, etc., all the usual S&M stuff, which frankly I find just plain silly. (I don’t get dressed to have sex, I get undressed!) Then she brought in her husband, looking very sheepish, wearing a frilly dress with a short skirt. This was funny, since he is a big strapping guy with a beard! She made him lift the skirt, and there it was, a tube that fit over the penis and held it pointing downward. It was held in place by leather straps, with a padlock, and of course only she had the key. With this thing on, any sex or even masturbation was impossible. She led him into the bathroom and ordered him to pee. Of course he had to sit down like a girl, which gave me a good laugh.

I asked him what it felt like. He said that it was quite comfortable, and could even be worn under his clothes, invisible, but if he got an erection it was very painful. For some reason, I found this exciting. My girlfriend kissed me and asked me to turn him on, so I did a little strip tease in front of him while he was still seated on the toilet. He began groaning and fell to the floor, then looked up and begged to be allowed to eat my pussy. My girlfriend gave her consent, obviously turned on by the idea. I was hot and wet, and really would have liked him to do it, but I explained that my husband and I only swung together, never alone, so he had to give it to his wife while I masturbated.

Later, I told my husband what had happened, and asked if he was interested in having a session with them. He said he wasn’t interested in the S&M aspect, but had always been sexually attracted to my girlfriend. So I set up a date with her. I also found her very attractive, and thought that if nothing else, a threesome with her would be a thrill.

It was some time later that we went over to their house. The first part of the evening went pretty much the same as before. When my girlfriend’s husband showed his chastity belt and tube, she asked my husband if he were interested in having one for himself. He laughed and said it might be fun to fool around with it, but that he was more interested in her. He began kissing and fondling her, which she did not discourage, but when he got fully aroused, she pulled away and asked him to humiliate her husband by fucking him in the ass. The guy bent over, exposing his ass and begging for it. The chastity belt kept his cock and balls completely covered, but allowed his asshole to be exposed. “Fuck my ass!” he begged. “It’s hot, it’s hot!”

Patiently, my husband explained that he was not bi, and that the idea of fucking a man was a great big bore, especially when there were two gorgeous women available. (I really appreciated this, and hope that she did!) Then, something strange happened. My girlfriend sighed, and said, “Well, I guess I’ll just have to show you our little secret.” She found the key and unlocked him, removing the belt. It turned out that the chastity belt was unnecessary. His cock and balls had been completely removed! There was only a slit remaining, which looked something like a woman’s vulva. “How do you like my handiwork?” she asked. I remembered that she was actually a plastic surgeon by profession. “Isn’t that a nice cunt?”

I was amazed and excited, and asked the guy how he felt. (Should I say “guy”? He no longer had the essential part of a male.) He said that it had been a thrill and an honor to surrender the most precious part of his body to his beloved wife and mistress, since he knew it gave her pleasure to completely emasculate him. Also, he loved having to sit down to pee. Of course, he always could sit down before, but now he had to. Also, it was a thrill to have to wipe himself with toilet paper. He offered to demonstrate, but I was too excited for any more demonstrations. I pulled down my pants and got him to lick my clit, as he had asked to do the previous time, while his wife kissed me and fondled my breasts. I came about a dozen times in three minutes!

Then, the most amazing thing of all happened. Awkwardly, my husband pulled own his pants, exposing his enormous erection! (He’s very well hung.) “I can’t stand it,” he cried, putting his big throbbing cock in my girlfriend’s hands. “Do mine, do mine!”

What happened next is a story for another time. Let me know if you want to hear it.

Love,

Pam