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by Dr. Jane Foxx
“Marry the son of a bitch,” suggested KAT. “From that position you can destroy him bit by bit. My assistant will help you. She will be delighted to torment him out of his mind.”
And so, she did. Nancy had everything she wanted: a rich husband kept under control by The Lady KAT’s assistant, by a chastity device, and by regular painful torment; her husband’s employee who was so well suited to be the object of Nancy’s less-than-tender demands and abuse; a well-endowed lover who was more than happy to tolerate Nancy’s ever more dominant sexual demands. It should have been enough for any woman, and yet there was so much more to be had. Nancy was determined to take it all and, with the enthusiastic assistance of The Lady KAT and her associates, to control the lives and sexual appetites of all the men around her. It was perfect…
Published: 2 / 2009 No. words: 71800
Style: BDSM/Bondage – Content: Moderate – Fem Dom – F/M, Bondage/BDSM Fetishes, Sex Slavery / Training 
Once inside their suite, Nancy had Jack lay on his back across his bed as she directed. The beautiful lady went to her suitcase, and then sat with her back to him, while leaning over his exposed, naked crotch. The groom thought his bride was going to caress his male organ with her mouth. Jack felt such action from Nancy would be wonderful, – but he would like to have kissed and fondled her for a while first. Even so, he settled back comfortably in great expectation of the first oral caress from his lovely, new bride.
This treatment was more like it, Jack told himself. He relaxed waiting anxiously for Nancy’s luscious lips to make initial contact with him.
Down below, Jack definitely felt his cock being smothered by something. But, in another moment, there was a tightening around his testicles, and then a loud, unmistakable “CLICK!” as if some mechanism had snapped into place.
“There!” Nancy said as she looked over her shoulder at Jack. He saw she had a mischievous, satisfied smile on her lips. “That should keep you under control while I’m busy in the company of Big John! What do you think?”
Jack raised up on his elbow to see that something truly unusual had been installed in his crotch. In total disbelief, he found his cock had been fitted into a rigid, confining tube, and part of it was locked around the back of his testicles.
“What the hell is this?” Nancy’s husband asked.
“It’s a chastity tube, darling!” his bride informed him. “It’s a wedding present from me to you, with all my affection! Now you won’t be so inclined to cheat on me, while I’m busy being ‘massaged’ by Big John. I really think I shouldn’t have to keep an eye on you all the time. The chastity tube will insure that you’ll always be a good little boy for Mommy.”
“What? This isn’t fair!” Jack complained. “How can I get this damned thing off?”
“You can’t! Read the written literature that came with the tube from the manufacturer,” Nancy said as she tossed some papers on the bed. “I think you’ll find you’re in the tube until I decide to unlock it with the only key available. Meanwhile, you’re free to pee through the hole provided in the end of the tube, and you also have my permission to suck all the pussy you want to. All I care about is that you don’t have any pleasurable sex while I’m busy getting mine. Now, I KNOW you won’t be cheating on me! Isn’t it splendid?”
“Splendid?” Jack groaned. “What the hell is so splendid about this contraption? I want it off!”
Jack stood as if to challenge Nancy. It was his first open act of rebellion toward her.
But the effort was short lived, for the lovely lady came close to quickly grasp her husband’s sagging testicles. With very little effort, Nancy twisted him slowly downward, all the way to his knees. Jack froze in a subservient position, cowering before her in abject pain, while she laughed at the contorted, but pleading expression on his face.
“Put your hands behind your back, darling,” Nancy hissed sweetly near Jack’s ear, “and keep them there! Unless you’d rather I made marmalade out of your nuts.”
Nancy held Jack in that humiliating position until she was certain all the fight was gone out of him. She soon had him begging for her unobtainable mercy.
“Are you going to be a good little boy for Mommy?” Nancy demanded while holding him in what the Lady KAT called, ‘a testicle twist’. “Tell Mommy!”
“Y-y-y-e-s-s-s,” Jack was barely able to reply.
“Well, remember, it doesn’t make any difference what YOU want,” Nancy smiled sadistically. “The chastity tube is THERE to stay! There’ll be NO fucking for you as long as I have the key, — so, you’d better get used to this new situation!”
Nancy’s cruel laughter echoed in Jack’s tortured mind as residual pain from his crotch coursed through his body. How would he be able to cope with wearing such a device, he wondered. His mind reeled in shock and utter dismay!
