She flinches as he lifts her skirt to expose her ass and gives it a quick slap. He pushes her skirt all the way up above her belly button and runs a finger through her slit. "You used the toilet like I instructed right Pet?" he asks. She nods as he continues to probe her most intimate areas, and then wipes his finger on her ass. "Hold still", he continues, "your outfit isn't quite finished.
She feels leather and hears buckles as he begins to attach what feels like a harness around her waist. As he works, he gives her instructions. "This is a chastity belt Pet, you're not to remove it without my permission. I will remove it once a day for a hygiene break where you can shower and take a shit." He tightens the strap around her waist and instructs her to spread her legs wider. Once her legs are sufficiently spread, he inserts her heavy pair of Ben Wa balls, and then continues to explain while he works.
"When you need to pee, you will sit and pee while wearing the belt. You will be responsible for cleaning your belt during your daily hygiene break. I don't care if you're dirty because I own your body, so I'll have you clean yourself if I want to use you." With those words he tightens the thick leather strap between her legs. Wider in the front and slightly thicker than a G-string in the back, he tightens it until she feels a constant pressure against her sex.
With a click, she hears him lock her into the device, placing the key in his pocket. "Have a great day Pet," he says in her ear as he pulls her skirt down over the chastity belt, "Go make that money and make your Master proud."
She quickly arranges her skirt, making sure her blouse is still tucked, and heads out to her car. With each step she feels the leather constricting her, and there's no question that she's unable to touch herself. When she steps into her car, she feels the leather strap pull tight between her legs as the waist strap strains against her buttocks. The subtle, yet constant pressure on her clit makes it hard to concentrate, but somehow, she makes it to work.
Throughout the day, she tries to keep from drinking too much. The thought of having to pee while wearing the belt is just too much for her. She's already walking around with a feeling like everyone knows. That afternoon though, one of her co-workers brings her a coffee. They know she always has an afternoon coffee, so she drinks it down to not appear suspicious. With only a few hours left in the day, she feels the pressure build, and can no longer avoid it, she heads to the bathroom.
Once in the stall, she tries to move the chastity belt to the side, but her Master has tightened it so that there's no room. Unable to avoid it any longer, she begins to pee. Sitting on the toilet, with her skirt around her waist, and her piss held against her body by her chastity belt, she feels so ashamed. She blushes as she thinks about how much she belongs to her Master. She does her best to clean up, but she can feel the wetness of her own piss on her skin and hopes no one notices.
The rest of the day passes uneventfully, and her Master meets her at the door with a glass of wine when she returns. "Have a glass of wine Pet, tell me about your day," he says. She proceeds to tell him about the shame she felt, and the feeling of being owned. She explains that she tried to hold it in but couldn't quite do it. "Did you enjoy your afternoon coffee?" he asks, "I called your co-worker and asked her to grab you a coffee while she was out!"
She feels her face redden as she realizes that he anticipated her every move and made sure she would have to face her fear. "You did great Pet," he says encouragingly, "I'll take it off tomorrow for your hygiene break. Now drink that wine, next time you need to pee you're going to do it in front of me."
