Neighbours in the Time of Covid-19

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In the last episode, I had gone over to Dianne's house for another afternoon of torture and torment - for her. In part 4 I had her tied to her bed and had already tortured her with nipple clamps on her pussy lips while massaging her and teasing her clit.

I had removed the clamps from her labia and allowed her to relax before bringing out the vibrator and gagging her.

Prologue to Part 5

I was quite sure that Dianne expected me to use the vibrator on her pussy for some time after which she'd be allowed to cum with an explosive orgasm like the first time we were together. What she did not know is that - as much fun as I was having with her - the ultimate objective is for her to be a BDSM plaything for my wife Barb (and me too!). Come along with me to see how this plays out... (Spoiler - I already know)

Part 5

For the next 30 minutes I took Dianne to the brink of cumming and back to earth over and over. Without the gag she would have been begging, pleading and maybe crying for relief. She was clearly in distress but could not make herself cum restrained to the bed as she was.

I didn't say anything while I was tormenting her. It would have been cruel to ask her if she wanted to cum knowing clearly that it was not going to happen today.

When I did speak, I reminded her that when she agreed to submit to me, I had specifically told her

"Sometimes you may not please me enough and your orgasm will be withheld and sometimes you may think you've done everything that I've asked and still be denied a climax. Last time we were together I was very happy with you and allowed you to cum. Today however I've decided to withhold your orgasm. You have not done anything wrong, Dianne. I'm just in that kind of mood."

I smiled somewhat diabolically and Dianne just looked at me with her 'you have to be kidding eyes'. Since she could not speak she used her wide eyes to let me know just how much she craved relief.

"I know Dianne, I know. But you will thank me for your torment, eventually."

I let her try to calm down a bit and then pulled the second last item from by bag. It was the blindfold. When she saw it she was very confused. I could tell that she was thinking 'what the fuck is this about'. I need her to be blindfolded so she could see the very last item. To refresh your memory, dear reader, it is the chastity belt!

Barb and I had bought one of the best. It is made by a Company called Fancy Steel. The Company's promotional material reads:

"Fancy Steel chastity belts are designed to be the most adjustable on the market. Using a cable crotch system, you can slide the chastity shield into place finding the best possible fit for security and comfort. The locking mechanism is easy to use, secure and impossible to remove without a key. The female shield has a slot-opening which traps the labia lips making it impossible to touch or be penetrated. The second slotted plate allows for all bodily functions whilst wearing the belt.

The cable thong design acts like a steel g-string coated with Silicon, making it comfortable and suitable for long-term wear."

I had never put this on Barb while she was bound, but I was sure that it would not be too much trouble getting it on Dianne. With the blindfold on she likely would not suspect what I was doing. Slowly I slipped the waist band beneath her and fastened it to the closure in the front. Then I slipped the steel pussy cover from between her legs and fastened the cable to the front closure. Lastly, I closed the padlock quietly so as not to alarm her (too much). Dianne obviously knew that I had put something on her. I couldn't wait to see her reaction when she realized just what it was.

Once I was satisfied that the chastity device was secure, I leaned over Dianne, cheek to cheek, and whispered "Remember when I told you that your orgasms belong to me? You can nod your head."

Dianne obediently nodded her acknowledgement.

"And remember when I told you that you'd experience both delay and denial?"

Dianne again nodded a 'yes'. "Well" I continued, "you have seen the benefits of delay and you've agreed that it was worth the wait too have the most intense orgasm of your life. Today, I have something even more special for you - and me - to enjoy."

Before letting Dianne in on the surprise that awaited her, I took out my phone to take a picture of Dianne lashed to her bed, blindfolded, gagged and wearing Barb's chastity belt. I knew Barb would want to see Dianne in this position and made a mental note to order a new one for her. In this case 'sharing is NOT caring' Inside my head, my sadistic mind was chuckling...

I wanted to unwrap Dianne slowly and thereby unravel her psyche. I could not predict her reaction to the belt, but something told me it was not going to be good. I had left the key in its usual place, Barb's jewellery box.

I decided to take advantage of her inability to see, speak, move or cum one more time and proceeded to suckle her tits, concentrating on her still sensitive nipples. I nibbled them and applied soft pressure with my teeth. Dianne did not waste any time moaning into the gag. I kissed down her abdomen skipping over her now covered pussy to lick, suck and bite her inner thighs.

She did not know the extent of her torment and although muffled I could hear her mumbling "suck my pussy, suck my clit, suck me, suck me" over and over. She was rolling her head from side to side in sexual distress and straining yet again against the ropes holding her to the bed.

I decided to let her release the sex bubbles contained inside her and reached behind her head to undo the gag. As soon as the hard rubber ball was out of her mouth, she started begging "suck me, suck me - I want to cum - I WANT TO CUM!!"

Still blindfolded, I moved my hands down to her thighs and massaged them to keep the edge on.

"Dianne, you are in the denial stage of your torment now. You will not be cumming today and you WILL learn to respect that. In a few moments you'll see the special gift I have for you..."

She was panting and doing everything her mind told her to do to encourage an orgasm. But she'd never been in this place before and her body was failing her.

I decided to take off the blindfold knowing that she'd not be able to see the chastity belt until I released her wrists from the bed. When i took off the blindfold, she had to blink a few times before she was accustomed to the light. I continued to tease and caress her perky tits. She was helpless and I loved seeing her that way.

"Please make me cum. I'll do anything you want but I NEED to cum. Don't tease me by saying that I'm not cumming today. I REALLY need need it and you KNOW it."

"Dianne, it's time to reveal my special gift to you," and with that I untied her wrists and helped her sit up on the bed. As she sat up she could feel the belt around her waist and looked down...

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!" she yelled. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS??"

"Its called a chastity belt Dianne. Designed to prevent women from having unauthorized orgasms. A key component of your denial experience" I explained in a comforting tone.

"YOU ARE A FUCKING BASTARD!! YOU'RE A SADISTIC MONSTER!! YOU TEASED ME, TORMENTED ME AND NOW YOU HAVE THIS FUCKING THING ON ME!! WHO THE FUCK GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO PUT THIS ON ME???"

"Actually you did Dianne, when you agreed to submit to me. You do remember that don't you? You were horny and wanted me to fuck you..."

"BULLSHIT!! I DID NOT ASK FOR THIS!! WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE???"

"Well Dianne," I said softly "I am the Master of your orgasms and I am the only one here who knows where the key is."

After the screaming, Dianne collapsed and lay back down on the bed. I mercifully untied her ankles so she could move around at will. She stayed on the bed for a few minutes and closed her eyes. I presume she was contemplating her predicament. She was likely still horny and needed to cum but had probably resigned herself to the present situation.

Dianne sat up on the bed with her legs over the side. She tentatively ran her hands over the device, the waist belt and the crotch cover. She could tell it was on tightly and that she would not be able to slip her fingers in to touch her pussy.

"So, Master of my Orgasms," Dianne said in a condescending manner "what exactly is your plan now that you have my pussy locked up?"

"Glad you asked, but I do not like your tone..." I responded. "You agreed to submit to me in exchange for mind-blowing orgasms and that's what you're going to get. The denial process is to take you to an ever increasing height of sexual release. For the next three days you will submit to me for an hour each day and I will edge you almost to the point of release. If I am pleased with you, on the fourth day - I will let you cum. I alone will make the decision. But of course, we can end this now - you know the safe word..."

I sat down beside her on the bed. She didn't look at me, just the chastity belt. She ran her hands over the steel cup encasing her pussy like she was hoping her clit could feel her fingers. I could tell what she was thinking... Three days of torment for another mind-blowing orgasm. Was it worth the price? Was the release of a massive dose of endorphins worth the cost of the torture to get it??

She turned her head to look at me. "OK, I'll do it." she said.

"Do what?" I asked.

"Stay locked up in this thing for three days."

"Is that all?" I demanded.

Dianne was a smart girl, she figured out what I wanted to hear. "Master of My Orgasms, I will submit to you for three days during which you will torment me but not let me cum. On the fourth day you will allow me to reach an orgasm."

"You forgot the word maybe" I reminded her. Dianne repeated her last sentence, "On the fourth day you MAY allow me to have an orgasm."

"Excellent Dianne. I'm glad that we're seeing eye-to-eye. I have to go home and jump on my conference call now. I suggest that you take a shower. The chastity belt is designed so that you can pee and poop with it on. It's stainless steel and can be cleaned up after you 'do your business' with a bidet or in the shower. Get used to it. I'll text you tomorrow to let you know when I'm coming over."

I got up, collected the stuff that I had brought - the ropes, the vibrator, the gag, the clamps and the blindfold. Of course the chastity belt was staying. On Dianne.