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Chastity Stories: Platonic Chastity 03

As Taylor stirred from his slumber the next morning, he found himself stiff in more ways than one. Momentarily confused, his grogginess clouded his memory of spending the night with Jacci’s tights tied around his eyes. However, a gentle waft of the lingering scent confirmed that her intoxicating aroma still clung to the garments, causing his chastity cage to constrict even tighter.

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Waking up to Desire

Due to the blindfold, Taylor remained unaware of the time and hesitated to remove it without permission, quietly waiting for Jacci to awaken. The relentless pressure against his chastity cage intensified, and he feared it would give way at any moment. Attempting to soften his arousal proved futile, hindered by the lingering scent of Jacci’s passionate encounter on the blindfold.

After what felt like an eternity, Taylor heard the stirring of Jacci awakening. Despite anticipating her awakening, he still jumped when he heard her voice. “Hi, lover boy. Did you sleep well?”

“All things considered, it wasn’t too bad. I was quite exhausted from our activities. However, the lingering scent on the tights made the night and morning considerably more challenging,” Taylor replied, pondering the depth of their connection after the intense experiences they shared.

“Let’s remove that blindfold, shall we?” Jacci suggested. “You were a remarkably obedient boy last night, and I’m impressed by your commitment to keeping the blindfold on. It would be a shame if, after a night like last night, I had to administer punishment.”

Taylor, caught off guard, blurted out without thinking, “I suppose it would depend on the nature of the punishment.” The spontaneous remark elicited laughter from both of them.

Jacci's Empowered Transformation

As the blindfold was gently removed from Taylor’s eyes, it took several seconds for him to adjust to the light. When he laid eyes on Jacci’s face, his heart fluttered with admiration. Despite the smudged makeup from the night before, she exuded a radiant glow. Her countenance reflected the satisfaction of a woman who had indulged in every ounce of sexual gratification she desired, and a newfound air of confidence radiated from her.

Throughout their acquaintance, Jacci had always been a confident and assured businesswoman. However, in their personal interactions, Taylor could sense her underlying uncertainties and insecurities. It seemed that the attachment to her teenage years, embodied by her past relationship with Brad, had brought forth lingering self-doubt. Taylor had always viewed this as a missed opportunity, believing that Jacci had grown into a confident, self-assured woman during her college years.

While he acknowledged Brad as a decent enough guy, Taylor believed that he inadvertently fueled Jacci’s insecurities. He considered it a shame that she carried those burdens into her personal life. But now, seeing Jacci’s transformed demeanor and newfound confidence, Taylor felt a surge of hope and admiration for the woman before him.

Jacci's Commanding Authority at Breakfast

Curiosity lingering in his voice, Taylor dared to ask, “If you were to punish me, what would it entail?”

“Hmm,” Jacci pondered, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “We can discuss that over breakfast. I’ll have two eggs, bacon, and toast with strawberry jam,” she ordered with a touch of authority.

“Right away,” Taylor responded, rising from his position and making his way to the kitchen.

Just as he turned the corner, Jacci’s voice echoed after him, “You’ve just earned a punishment. You forgot to address me with my proper title.”

Taylor cursed himself silently for the oversight. “My apologies, Goddess,” he promptly corrected himself. The words brought a broad smile to Jacci’s face, a radiant affirmation of her rightful place as a divine being

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Teasing and humiliation after breakfast

As they enjoyed their breakfast, engaging in casual conversation, a shift in tone emerged when Jacci broached the topic of punishments. With a confident demeanor, she established her expectations for Taylor’s behavior, emphasizing her authority. “I want punishments to be solely at my discretion,” she stated. “We’ve established the decorum I expect from you over the past couple of months. Essentially, when I say jump, you respond with ‘how high, Goddess.’ In public, you are not required to address me as Goddess, but in private or around the house, it is a must. Any attitude, neglect of household chores, or failure to address me with my title will earn you a punishment. These punishments may involve spanking, further deprivation of orgasm, time-outs, or, for more severe transgressions, deprivation of my own orgasms. That means, if you are a very bad boy, you won’t even have the pleasure of making me or listening to me cum. Understood?”

Taylor nodded, understanding the dynamics that were being established. “I do understand, although I have to admit I’m a bit nervous,” he confessed, his voice tinged with unease. “But I have a question. How often will I be granted… relief?”

A mischievous gleam sparkled in Jacci’s eyes as she considered his query. “That’s an excellent question. The idea of me deciding that, with you having no idea, excites me greatly. I believe I’ll be able to gauge your limits and know when you’ve reached your threshold. It won’t be anything excessively severe, but it will undoubtedly push your boundaries. Of course, communication will be crucial. If you can’t handle it or have any medical concerns, let me know. However, unless it’s an emergency, I don’t even want you to ask to be unlocked. I find begging to be quite annoying.”

An awkward silence settled between them as the next inevitable question loomed. Taylor mustered the courage to address it. “What about… actual intercourse? Will that be a part of our dynamic?”

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Exploring Control and Surrender

Jacci savored the crispy bacon, relishing the tension she created by leaving the question hanging. She had contemplated the prospect of actual intercourse since her initial arousal to the idea of Taylor’s chastity, but she had yet to arrive at a definitive answer.

“I want that to be at my discretion as well,” Jacci finally responded, her tone measured. “Currently, I’m enjoying the dynamic we have, and while I find you attractive, sex isn’t something I’m seeking at the moment. That may change in the future, but for now, I am content with our arrangement as it is.”

“I completely understand, Goddess,” Taylor replied. “The idea of having no sexual autonomy is incredibly arousing to me. Even these past few months without sex have been challenging, but the intense orgasms I experienced when I was allowed to masturbate were incredible. And corner time… really?”

Jacci seized the opportunity to further tease and humiliate Taylor. “Yes, corner time,” she confirmed, a mischievous glimmer in her eyes. “I imagine it’s quite emasculating for a 25-year-old man to stand in the corner like a child, isn’t it? It undoubtedly drives the point home. In fact, let’s spend the next half-hour trying it out. Stand facing this corner, hands behind your back, and hold this dime against the wall. If it drops, I’ll restart the clock. Understood?”

As Jacci’s laughter filled the room, Taylor’s face reddened. Deep down, he knew that he craved the humiliation, and he obediently moved to the designated corner, ready to embrace the next half-hour of submission.

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Embracing Humiliation in Domestic Duties

Taylor endured three attempts and a total of 50 minutes to complete his corner time, with Jacci tying his hands behind his back to ensure his compliance. As he stood humbly in the corner, Jacci took the opportunity to verbally tease him, relishing in his vulnerability.

“Isn’t it emasculating,” she taunted, “to have your cock locked in a cage and be compelled to pleasure a woman without receiving anything in return? Well, perhaps that’s not entirely true. You do get exactly what you want, so I suppose it’s a win-win situation for both of us. If I had known about your kinky side, we could have been indulging in these activities for years. Just imagine, attending college parties with your cock caged, being forced to be selective in your choice of women. Perhaps we could have had an arrangement where you would bring girls home for my approval, and you’d beg me for permission. But don’t worry, all the kinky adventures we have ahead will more than make up for lost time.”

Upon completing the task, Jacci had further instructions for Taylor. “Clean off the table and do the dishes, then report to my bedroom for a spanking.”

The Allure of Unattainable Desires

As Taylor swiftly cleaned the table and tackled the dishes, a profound realization washed over him. Never before had he experienced such clear communication with a woman. The unspoken boundaries and desires they navigated in their dynamic surpassed any previous encounters he had. While he yearned for the day when he could fully engage with Jacci in a more traditional sense, he couldn’t deny the intoxicating allure of the unattainable pedestal she placed herself upon. It was a perverse pleasure, one that surpassed all his previous fantasies and expectations.

Entering Jacci’s room, Taylor’s gaze wandered to her open closet, adorned with immaculately pressed suits, girly dresses, and sensible slacks. He marveled at the duality she embodied—a woman who effortlessly transitioned between feminine grace in her day-to-day life and a buttoned-up professional in her banking career. The mere thought of seeing her in any of those outfits ignited an intense arousal within him. It surprised Taylor, as his past thoughts of girlfriends had always fixated on what they would look like without clothing. Jacci, however, evoked a new level of desire that encompassed every facet of her being.

A new rule of chastity.

Jacci revealed a new rule, adding to the ever-growing list of commands and boundaries that heightened their arousal. Taylor obediently positioned himself on all fours and crawled towards her, fully embracing the role of the naughty boy. Their eyes locked, and a shared giggle acknowledged the absurdity and excitement of their circumstances.

As Taylor settled across Jacci’s lap, she reached for a bright pink riding crop with a black tip and grip. His mind wandered, contemplating the other items she might have acquired for their shared exploration.

However, Taylor’s thoughts were interrupted as Jacci delivered the first strike. He was taken aback by the unexpected force behind her petite frame. These were no gentle love taps, and the sensation sparked a mix of pleasure and surprise.

Boundaries and Happiness

Jacci leaned in, her voice a whisper, as she questioned Taylor’s tolerance for the intensity of the spanking. Taylor, still caught up in a mix of pain and arousal, responded with a breathless, “No, goddess.” Unbeknownst to him, his grunts echoed the pleasure and pain he experienced with each blow. It was a new sensation for him, one that had long fueled his fantasies.

After what Taylor estimated to be around 25 or 30 strikes, Jacci decided it was enough for the day. She explained that while a minor offense typically wouldn’t warrant such a severe spanking, she wanted to establish a new status quo and provide him with physical and sexual feedback. The unexpected enjoyment she derived from their encounter both thrilled and surprised her.

Abruptly, Jacci ended the session, revealing her plans to meet her sisters for shopping and lunch. Before leaving, she instructed Taylor to retrieve specific items from her closet—an enticing ensemble consisting of a black skirt, thong panties, bra, black tights, and black flats. As for the top, she pointed to a red blouse with a revealing neckline that accentuated the key resting between her breasts.

Unveiling the Pleasure of Chastity and Desire

Taylor remained on the floor of Jacci’s bedroom, his body still buzzing from the experiences of the past 24 hours. He struggled to calm himself down, aware of the intense desire pulsating through his veins. As the sound of the shower filled the room, he couldn’t help but imagine Jacci’s naked body under the cascading water. His mind briefly entertained a vivid scene of bursting into the bathroom, ripping back the shower curtain, and surrendering to his carnal desires. However, the painful reminder of his chastity cage quickly extinguished that thought.

Crawling towards Jacci’s dresser, Taylor retrieved the clothing she had requested without hesitation. Even though there was no means for Jacci to monitor his compliance, he remained committed to following her instructions. The overwhelming desire to have sex with her gnawed at him, yet he found immense pleasure in his submissive role. It had been months since he last experienced sexual intimacy, and his insatiable libido was driving him to the brink. Taylor struggled to fully grasp the extent of the changes that had occurred in his life over the past day, but one thing was certain: his newfound arousal ran deep.

The joy of pleasing service

Jacci’s day at the mall with her sisters provided a much-needed diversion from her usual routine. She indulged in shopping sprees, acquiring outfits that defied her typical style. The revealing little black dresses, tight pencil skirts, and even a black leather mini were all chosen with a specific intention in mind. While her sisters speculated about a potential love interest, Jacci coyly dismissed their assumptions, emphasizing that these new clothes were meant to empower and captivate her own sense of self. The knowledge that her mere presence and appearance would torment Taylor with frustration added a satisfying secondary benefit to her newfound confidence.

Meanwhile, Taylor busied himself with tidying up the apartment before venturing out to run errands and meet friends for a barbecue. Anticipation for another night of intense sexual activities coursed through his veins, but little did he know that the evening would unfold quite differently than expected.

Mundane Routines in an Unconventional Dynamic

Jacci’s day at the mall with her sisters provided a much-needed diversion from her usual routine. She indulged in shopping sprees, acquiring outfits that defied her typical style. The revealing little black dresses, tight pencil skirts, and even a black leather mini were all chosen with a specific intention in mind. While her sisters speculated about a potential love interest, Jacci coyly dismissed their assumptions, emphasizing that these new clothes were meant to empower and captivate her own sense of self. The knowledge that her mere presence and appearance would torment Taylor with frustration added a satisfying secondary benefit to her newfound confidence.

Meanwhile, Taylor busied himself with tidying up the apartment before venturing out to run errands and meet friends for a barbecue. Anticipation for another night of intense sexual activities coursed through his veins, but little did he know that the evening would unfold quite differently than expected.

Punishment for breach of chastity

Taylor’s insatiable horniness reached fever pitch as the next weekend approached. Throughout the week, he meticulously adhered to Jacci’s expectations, dutifully massaging her feet and meticulously cleaning the apartment. Despite his overwhelming sexual frustration, Taylor found a strange focus and heightened energy in his work, but in Jacci’s presence, he was merely a shadow, receiving only sporadic acknowledgments or the occasional touch to his engorged testicles.

Unbeknownst to Taylor, Jacci had orchestrated this deliberate torment, aiming to push him to his breaking point, to make him break the rule and beg for release. The anticipation of Friday night had been a simmering fire, but it had ended with nothing more than fleeting strokes on Taylor’s aching balls while he polished the heels Jacci wore to work. Crushed by disappointment, he lay in bed, tears welling up as his frustration consumed him. Throughout the week, he had worshipped Jacci orally five times, while she had enjoyed over 15 orgasms, leaving him desperate for relief that seemed endlessly out of reach.

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Breaking Point and Redemption

As the morning sun cast its rays upon Taylor’s restless body, confined in his chastity cage, he awoke at the ungodly hour of 6 am. Jacci’s strict bedtime and the relentless throbbing of his caged member had transformed him into an unlikely morning person. Engaging in a few hours of cleaning, he counted down the minutes until 8 am, the time Jacci typically emerged from her slumber. With nothing else to occupy his mind, he mustered the courage to crawl into her bedroom.

Planting gentle kisses on her feet and legs, Taylor embarked on a carefully rehearsed plea, breaking the rules in his desperate quest for release. “Please, I know I’m crossing a line by asking, but I can’t endure it any longer. It’s been over a month, and I’m on the verge of losing my mind. I’ll do anything, accept any punishment. Please, I beg of you!”

Jacci observed the raw need in Taylor’s eyes and heard the desperate yearning in his voice, reaching depths of desire she had never witnessed before. Although she had expected this moment to arise earlier, a twinge of sadness mingled with her intense arousal. Yet, she couldn’t deny the intoxicating power she held over him, as he willingly pushed himself to the brink for her pleasure, reaffirming her status as a sexual goddess.

A brief moment of silence hung in the air before Jacci delivered her verdict, offering a glimmer of hope amid the punishment to come. “Your transgression will not go unpunished, but I am willing to grant your request. However, we will have a special date night, and your release will still be under my complete control, as it should be.”

Relief washed over Taylor’s face, a flicker of gratitude escaping his lips. “Thank you, goddess.”

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A Slave's Surrender

In response to Taylor’s plea, Jacci granted him a temporary reprieve, but not without asserting her dominance. Before addressing his request, she asserted her need for immediate worship. With a firm grip on the back of Taylor’s head, she forcefully guided him towards her luscious sex. Without hesitation, he dutifully began to lap at her folds, fully immersed in the act of worshipping his goddess.

Taylor’s frustration grew with each passing moment. He longed for more intimate interactions, yearning to see Jacci fully exposed, to taste her lips in a passionate kiss. Yet, their encounters were confined to this unbalanced dynamic, with him providing pleasure while receiving none in return. The absence of reciprocation intensified his sense of being a submissive slave, completely at Jacci’s mercy.

Though he remained unfulfilled physically, Taylor found a strange satisfaction in pleasuring Jacci. Even without any physical contact for himself, the act of bringing her pleasure stirred an odd sense of gratification within him. It further reinforced his submissive role and deepened his connection to the servitude he willingly embraced.

As Taylor continued his worship, a mixture of frustration, desire, and surrender filled the room. His body ached for release, but his devotion to Jacci’s pleasure overshadowed his own desires. In this unbalanced power dynamic, he surrendered himself completely to the whims of his dominant goddess.

The Humiliation of Dinner

In response to Taylor’s plea, Jacci granted him a temporary reprieve, but not without asserting her dominance. Before addressing his request, she asserted her need for immediate worship. With a firm grip on the back of Taylor’s head, she forcefully guided him towards her luscious sex. Without hesitation, he dutifully began to lap at her folds, fully immersed in the act of worshipping his goddess.

Taylor’s frustration grew with each passing moment. He longed for more intimate interactions, yearning to see Jacci fully exposed, to taste her lips in a passionate kiss. Yet, their encounters were confined to this unbalanced dynamic, with him providing pleasure while receiving none in return. The absence of reciprocation intensified his sense of being a submissive slave, completely at Jacci’s mercy.

Though he remained unfulfilled physically, Taylor found a strange satisfaction in pleasuring Jacci. Even without any physical contact for himself, the act of bringing her pleasure stirred an odd sense of gratification within him. It further reinforced his submissive role and deepened his connection to the servitude he willingly embraced.

As Taylor continued his worship, a mixture of frustration, desire, and surrender filled the room. His body ached for release, but his devotion to Jacci’s pleasure overshadowed his own desires. In this unbalanced power dynamic, he surrendered himself completely to the whims of his dominant goddess.

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Temptation and Torment: An Evening of Aching Desires

Throughout the uneventful dinner, Taylor’s torment only grew as Jacci purposefully teased him with her overt gestures. The chain of her necklace, bearing the key to his chastity cage, became a focal point of her playfulness. She nonchalantly twirled it between her fingers and flashed a sinister smile when questioned about its purpose. This psychological torment intensified the dull ache that had plagued Taylor’s groin all evening.

Jacci’s deliberate shoe play further heightened his sexual frustration. She would absentmindedly dip her stiletto up and down, drawing his attention to her elegant footwear, while simultaneously swishing the cage key necklace from side to side. It was a carefully orchestrated display that combined his two main kinks: tights and chastity. Taylor’s desire to indulge in both of these desires had drawn him to Jacci in the first place, and she skillfully exploited this knowledge to drive him wild with longing.

As Jacci ordered her food, Taylor found himself captivated by her every movement. He couldn’t help but wonder if her frequent choice of tights, both in her professional life and during their college years, had subconsciously influenced their friendship. The combination of tights and chastity had become a potent source of arousal for him, and Jacci’s deliberate incorporation of these elements only intensified his yearning.

Throughout the evening, Taylor’s arousal mingled with frustration, creating a cocktail of aching desires. Jacci’s calculated torment pushed him to the brink of exploding with pent-up sexual tension. The night became a testament to the power dynamics at play, as Taylor found himself helplessly entangled in Jacci’s web of temptation and torment.

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The Torturous Drive

Taylor’s hunger for release intensified during the drive home from dinner with Jacci. Sensing his longing, she placed his hand on her thigh, igniting a surge of desire within him. As he stroked her nylon-clad leg, the pleasure and frustration mingled, pushing him to the edge of his self-control. The drive became a torturous journey of aching desires, with Taylor’s longing for release consuming his every thought.

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