Behind Closed Doors A Cfe Story

INTRO

This is the story of Liddy, the receptionist at a CFE Fetish club. This club is a place where members can book sessions to make their fetish dreams come true. Liddy, who didn't consider herself to be particularly kinky when she started the job, has become consumed with watching video feeds of the sessions. As much as it has her questioning the things that turn her on, the real question is... what would she do if she had the chance to join in?

DISCLAIMER

This story is part of an anthology series. None of these stories require you to read the others to enjoy them, but it might be helpful to know that there is a company called CFE (Chastity for Everyone) in this story universe. They have created inescapable chastity belts for men and women, restraints, and all sorts of other toys that are completely controlled through an app on your phone. Since the release of their first chastity device, CFE has led the charge to make chastity and control fetishes more mainstream. That has allowed for all sorts of fun scenarios (like this fetish club) to exist.

Please know that all characters depicted in this story are fictional. Every character is also 18+. Please also understand that by their very nature, chastity stories like this can push the boundaries of consent that are so important to the real world. If you're uncomfortable with that (or any of the tags listed) this may not be the story for you and that's okay. When it comes to erotica there are a lot of options out there, so you should only read the types of stories that fit with your kinks. For me, writing fictional stories like this is a way to explore fantasies that we cannot safely explore in any other way. If you decide to continue reading, I hope that you enjoy the journey you are about to go on. If you decide to explore any of your fantasies in real life, please always do so safely and with consent.

CHAPTER ONE

The blacked-out door opened, and the sounds of the rain hammering on the front of the building grew louder.

"Welcome back Mr. C. You're booked into room fourteen. If you leave your clothes in the changeroom, we'll have them dried for you." Liddy said, smiling professionally.

"Thank you, Liddy." Mr. C replied.

Liddy tapped a button under the desk and the door beside her buzzed. Mr. C went through, leaving a puddle on the floor. Liddy grabbed the mop from under her desk. As far as messes at the CFE fetish club go, a little rainwater was about as innocent as they get. Nothing beyond the lobby was her responsibility though, so even with a mop in hand, Liddy couldn't help but appreciate the job she had. She was just a receptionist, but because of the nature of where she worked, it paid incredibly well. She only had to work sixteen hours a week and it paid for all her living expenses while she was going to college.

With the floor mopped, Liddy sat back at the front desk and tapped a button on the computer. It opened a live video feed to room fourteen. She watched Mr. C walk in wearing nothing but a towel. He locked his wrists into the cuffs hanging from a chain and waited.

Mr. C and Mrs. C booked the same room every week. It was one of the most expensive at the club and Liddy could only imagine what having that sort of disposable income must be like. Sure, the CFE club had all sorts of perks for members, and they even got early access to CFE products, but this was a married couple that could do pretty much everything they did here at home for free. That mindset-she realized-was the difference between someone who had needed scholarships to get as far as she had-not to mention a reception job to cover her expenses-and those who could afford to be members here. Perhaps next year when she was done her master's degree and working as a psychologist, she would have the freedom to spend frivolously as well.

The front door buzzed, and Liddy closed the live feed. A woman in her late thirties walked in. She was wearing a trench coat that covered her figure, but Liddy knew her well. Voluptuous, was an understatement with Mrs. H. She had natural, feminine curves at her waist, but the biggest breasts Liddy had ever seen.

"Welcome back Mrs. H."

"Hi, Liddy. It's a mess out there. Sorry about the water."

"No problem at all. You're in room three today."

"Thanks, Hun."

Liddy tapped the button under her desk and Mrs. H. went through the door at the back of the lobby. After another quick mop, Liddy opened the live feed again. Mrs. C was in with Mr. C now. Based on the toys Mrs. C had bought through the club, he was in for a few surprises today.

Liddy tapped a button and the live feed flipped to room eight. Mr. K was standing in a small room. He was wearing five-inch heels and had a hook deep in his ass that was attached to the ceiling with a chain. It was a predicament that left him fairly mobile, but still inescapably stuck exactly where he was. On top of that, his wrist cuffs were locked to his collar and the CFE edger was on a stand right in front of him. He was thrusting desperately into it.

One of the girls in the back had showed Liddy the edger once. It was very clever. It looked like a masturbator, and it acted like one as well most of the time. The difference was, it had sensors in it and when a guy got close to cumming, the inside would deflate, leaving him pumping his cock into nothing but air.

Poor Mr. K. He had been here for three hours and if things continued as they were, it would be another five before he was free. The CFE club wasn't cheap, but some members offset the price by live streaming their sessions. In Mr. K's case, those watching could add time to his predicament up to a maximum of eight hours. The highest tipper over his session could then decide the way the edger would finish him. They could give him a real orgasm, a ruined orgasm, or the edger would just shut off completely, giving him no orgasm at all. The thing that made this live stream unique-at least as far as Liddy had seen-was that he was one of the most fit men Liddy had ever met. To see this perfect specimen of manliness falling into a spiral of desperation brought in a lot of fans. On top of that, when the edger was done its work-whether he came or not-one of the girls would go in and lock his chastity back on. That was part of his arrangement. He had signed a yearlong contract that gave control of his CFE 3.0 chastity device to the club, and he was only allowed out of it while live streaming. In return he could use the facilities here for free and any profits made from his videos/streams would be split with the club fifty/fifty.

The arrangement had been incredibly profitable to Mr. K and the club, but the thing he hadn't realized when signing the contract was just how cruel his fans would be. He had started off so confident, using his fitness as the draw for his live streams. He knew that people would enjoy feeling in control of a masculine man like him. Once his viewers realized that his predicament went beyond his sessions, and that he was locked in chastity during the time he wasn't streaming, they knew just how much control they had. His fans hadn't let him cum in 3 months. Every day he would come in, get edged for eight hours, and then the top donator would decide to shut off the edger without an orgasm.

Liddy hadn't considered herself to be that kinky when she started working at the CFE club. It was just a reception job that paid better than most. She would study at her desk in her downtime and did her best to ignore what was going on in the rooms behind her. Over time, that had changed. When one of the other receptionists showed her how to watch the feeds from each of the rooms, she found herself unable to do much of anything else. Each member was equally as fascinating-from an intellectual point of view-but some of the scenarios-Mr. K's in particular-were starting to really turn her on as well.

Liddy flipped to the live feed from room three. Mrs. H was crawling along the floor. She was wearing her chastity belt and a collar with a big bell attached. Liddy knew that the collar was not just for appearances, however. It would shock her if she stood up or made any sound other than a moo. This entire room was meant to make her feel like a cow that needed to be milked.

As Mrs. H crawled into the milking station, the restraints closed around her ankles and wrists holding her helplessly bent over. Her large breasts hung halfway down to the floor and once she was secure, the milking pumps automatically suctioned themselves in place. Her milk started to flow, and Mrs. H started to moo as the vibrator inside her sprung to life.

As with anyone who was new to the kinky world, some people's interests were shocking at first, but over time Liddy realized that the freedom the club allowed for was something that a lot of people didn't have before CFE. There were no judgements here. This space allowed people to explore unique and otherwise questionable activities in an incredibly safe environment. The rooms were all being monitored by trained security who had everyone's pre-determined hard limits on hand. Everyone had two sets of safe words as well. One for the people in the room to end the session, and another that would call for help from security. With those sorts of safety precautions in place, it opened all sorts of scenarios that would have been impossible otherwise.

Liddy smiled as she saw Mrs. H enjoying herself. This particular experience wasn't a fantasy that Liddy wanted or even understood, but Mrs. H was always so kind and Liddy was glad that she had the ability to explore the thing that turned her on most.

The door buzzed again, and Liddy turned her monitor off. Seeing the smile on her face in the reflection of the now black screen, Liddy couldn't help but realize just how much her perspective on kink had changed since starting her job here six months ago.

As the inside door opened, Liddy could hear that the rain had finally stopped. This wasn't a customer though; it was Ms. Jade. She was in her early fifties, dressed impeccably, and as the owner/operator of the club, she was Liddy's boss.

"Hello Liddy."

"Hi, Ms. Jade. How are you?" Liddy got up and took Ms. Jade's coat.

"Oh, the usual. I've got a situation. Carmen is sick."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. I'll call Mr. B. and let him know."

"You could do that. Or... if you'd like to make a little extra money you could take her place."

"Oh." Liddy was shocked.

Ms. Jade sat on the side of Liddy's desk. "There's no pressure of course. You are very good at your job, and I would be quite happy to keep you working at the desk for as long as you're able. Mr. B. pays very well, however, and Carmen has called in sick for the last two appointments with him. It is our policy that if we cancel three times in a row, it breaks any contracts we have with a client, and Mr. B is not a client I would like to see leaving the club.

"Aren't there any other girls available?"

"I'm afraid not. None that fit Mr. B's requirements, anyway."

"What are his requirements?"

"Brunette, fit, smart, smaller than average proportions, won't be pushed around easily... the list goes on, but I think you would be perfect. Have you ever watched Mr. B's sessions?"

"Yes." Liddy said.

"Well then you've seen how he tops from the bottom. Mr. B thrives on the psychological aspect of control. He will be restrained and locked in chastity, and it is entirely up to you whether he's let out. He gets a thrill from being able to talk his way out of these situations. Between you and I, I think he gets a bigger thrill when he's unable to, though."

"I'm not sure I'm the right person."

"Ah. Of course. I completely understand. I would be willing to pay you ten thousand dollars to step in, however."

"Ten thousand?" Liddy was in shock.

"You'd have to make it through the whole session of course. If you leave mid-way, his contract would still be forfeit."

Liddy was speechless. She knew for a fact that was more than any of the girls made from a single session. They were paid very well, but ten thousand dollars for an hour of work? "I've never done anything like this before, though."

Ms. Jade smiled. "I know. So, to sweeten the deal, I'll pay you another ten thousand if you get through the session and Mr. B doesn't cum." Ms. Jade added.

"Twenty thousand dollars?"

"Only if he doesn't cum. His contract keeps him in chastity at all times, unless he's let out in a session here, so keeping his contract is paramount, but keeping him in need is to my benefit as well. The more desperate he is, the more sessions he books."

"Yeah, but twenty thousand dollars? Why me?"

"Because I like you. And as I said, Mr. B has specific tastes and I think you fit the bill. This is also a one-time deal. If you enjoy yourself, and do a good job, I would be willing to pay you our standard rate of three thousand dollars for each session you take with him in the future. We can talk about that after his contract is secure, though."

"I don't even have a CFE belt." Liddy admitted.

"That's okay. I've got a few new ones in the back that we just ordered. I'm sure we can find one that fits. You can even keep it as a bonus."

Liddy was speechless. Twenty grand and a brand new CFE belt for an hour of work? How could she say no?

"Well?" Ms. Jade asked.

"Okay." Liddy said with very little confidence. She had watched Mr. B before and every aspect of what he did had turned her on. She never imagined that she might be the one with him in the room, though.

"Excellent. I believe he's the last appointment before your shift ends, so once he is secured, or your replacement arrives, you can head to the main dressing room. I'll have everything laid out for you. He'll be fully restrained, and the boys will be watching, as always, so you'll be perfectly safe. I can't stay myself, but you'll be fine. You may even enjoy it." Ms. Jade said, giving Liddy a wink. She stood up and walked to the door at the back of the lobby.

Liddy hit the button that unlocked it, and then got up and opened the door for her boss. "Thank you, Ms. Jade."

As she walked through the door, Ms. Jade turned back. "Just remember... it's all mental stimulation for Mr. B. We are very accommodating with his games, but you're in control. If you can remember that, there will be many more opportunities for you here... if you want them" Ms. Jade smiled and walked down the hallway.

Liddy sat back at her desk. One hour and she'd make more than she did in three months. It had to be worth it... right?

CHAPTER TWO

The door buzzed and Mr. B walked in. He was wearing a tailored suit, as always. Liddy guessed he was in his forties by the few greys that were starting to come in, but he was fit. He clearly took care of himself. He was no Mr. K, but from what she knew was under the suit, he could compete physically with the twenty-year-old men she had dated, and that said something.

"Hi, Liddy."

"Welcome back, Mr. B, room five is ready for you." Liddy said. Her nerves getting the best of her. She couldn't look him in the eye knowing she would be joining him soon.

"Thank you. I was worried my appointment might be cancelled today." Mr. B smiled and stepped towards the door.

Liddy smiled back, but quickly looked down at her screen.

"The door, Liddy," Mr. B said, waiting.

Liddy snapped out of her daze and hit the button to unlock the doors at the back of the lobby. "Sorry about that. Long day."

"No problem. Have a good night." Mr. B said, stepping through the doors.

"You should also.... have a good night." Liddy said, quickly regretting her awkwardness.

She opened the live feed to room five and waited. Before Mr. B stepped into the room, the front door buzzed again. It was Nicolette. She would be taking over for the night shift.

"Hey, Lid."

"Hi, Nic." Liddy said. With every scenario she had been overthinking about what was to come, the fact that her colleague could watch what she was doing had never crossed her mind.

"How's it looking tonight?" Nicolette said.

"Pretty calm. You know, just the usual." Liddy lied.

"You're a terrible liar. Who's up?" Nicolette asked. She had made her way behind the desk and was watching over Liddy's shoulder.

"Uh, Mr. B."

"He's back? You know, I heard he gave Carmen five grand just to let him cum, once."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah. She let him, too. Then she stopped coming in."

"What, you think she quit because of it?"

"Girl, she was fired. Ms. Jade makes money keeping these guys so horny that they come back as often as they can afford. Who's replacing her?"

Liddy just looked at Nicolette and smiled meekly. Her face told the whole story.

"Are you serious?" Nicolette said.

"Ms. Jade offered me a lot of money to do it."

"How much?"

"I don't want to say."

"Oh my god, I'm so jealous."

Mr. B. stepped into the room on the live feed, and they both couldn't help but watch. He was completely naked except for his CFE 3.0 chastity device, and he walked just as confidently as he did while wearing a suit. It was as intimidating as it was attractive.

In the middle of the room was a contraption with straps all over it. There were long pads that fit his shins perfectly. He kneeled on them, fitting the lower half of his legs through three loops along the way. He then fit his arms through four loose straps and leaned back against a slightly arched pad. In an instant, the straps all tightened. His lower legs were affixed to the pads against his shins, and he was stuck in a kneeling position. His arms were pulled behind him, forcing his back to conform to the curved pad. It looked relatively comfortable but left him completely helpless and exposed. The entire contraption was propped up on heavy duty legs, so even while kneeling, he remained roughly the same height he had been while standing.

"He's so hot. You want me to go in your place?" Nicolette said.

"I promised Ms. Jade. Plus, I could really use the money."

"Well, just don't end up like Carmen."

"I won't." Liddy was trying to ignore how turned on she was getting. She had been telling herself for the rest of her shift that she wasn't kinky like the members here... this was about making twenty grand. Anyone would have said yes to that kind of money, right? She walked towards the doors.

"Good luck, Hun." Nicolette hit the button and the doors buzzed.

"Thanks." Liddy opened the door and left the comfort of the lobby.

Liddy had to use her CFE app to get into the dressing room. She hadn't had the app before starting her job, but the security for the entire building had been set up with CFE accounts in mind, so she had to create an account. The room had countless costumes, toys, and bondage gear hanging from every surface. There was no one else there, but the table in the middle of the room had a note on it. Liddy picked it up.

Liddy,

This belt should fit. It's paired to the club and is set on a timer that is synced with your session. Once it's on, it cannot be unlocked until the session is done. At that point, ownership of the belt will transfer to your CFE account. Rack three should have outfits in your size, wear what makes you feel most comfortable. Remember, you are in control.

Enjoy the experience,

Ms. Jade.

Beside the note was a chastity belt that looked to be her size. It had a dildo attached on the inside that she wasn't expecting, though. She tried to remove it before trying the belt on, but it was securely attached. She opened her CFE app and tried to pair her account with the belt so she could remove the insertable, but her account was already set as the wearer and the fetish club was listed as the owner. As a wearer, any options to control it were greyed out. The dildo wasn't a deal breaker, though. It was actually kind of exciting. After seeing all she had with the women who wore these things in their sessions at the club, Liddy had found herself more and more curious what wearing a CFE belt might feel like. She was even a little excited to play with the pleasure settings once control of the belt was transferred to her account.