I still can't quite believe what has happened to me. My wife Lisa has always been into more weird stuff than I have, but I've gone along with most of it because I love her and, well, weird sex is better than no sex. Last weekend she went too far. Last weekend she locked me in a chastity belt.
I haven't had sex in 6 days. That's not that bad I've gone longer before.
I haven't masturbated in 6 days. I don't really keep track but I think that's a personal record (at least since puberty).
I HAVEN'T HAD AN ERECTION IN 6 DAYS. I know that's the point of a chastity belt but it's still extremely frustrating! I don't know why she did it. She knows that I'm not cheating on her, she told me that much. She just wanted to try it. The only reason that I agreed to do it is that she promised that it would only be for one night. SHE LIED!!! But I digress. This morning, after pleasing her orally, which has become a common occurrence this week, she gave me the most wonderful news that I could ever have heard. She was going to let me fuck her tonight. I couldn't believe it. I was FINALLY going to get this stupid belt off. The day went by very, very, very, slowly. I wasn't really getting any work done (how could I, I was looking at the clock every 30 seconds) so after lunch I went home sick, or at least that's what I told my boss. I went to a movie to try to take my mind off things. I guess it worked a little but I was still very anxious to get home. All I could think about was freeing my cock from it's stainless steel prison and sliding in to Lisa's warm tight pussy.
When I FINALLY get home there's another car in our driveway. I'm thinking that this can't be a good thing. I get inside and Lisa's friend Sylvia is sitting in our kitchen. I HATE this woman. (If she is a woman and not some kind of evil demon.) Although I hate everything about this woman I must admit she has a good body. I've always been a breast man and Sylvia's were at least a cup size bigger than my Lisa's.
As soon as I came in Lisa asked "Aren't you home early?"
I replied with a vague "A little."
"He probably a little anxious for tonight." said Sylvia.
My jaw hit the floor. What did she say? How much did she know? Surely Lisa didn't tell her about my belt. Did she? But I didn't have to wonder long. All my fears were confirmed a second later when Lisa added "Don't worry she knows everything. Now go into the bedroom and take all of your clothes off."
"At least the ones you can." Sylvia taunted
I stood there motionless for what seemed like an hour until Lisa shouted "GO. Or I'll give the key to Sylvia and let her decide when or if to unlock you."
"I wonder what that key would look like smashed on the railroad tracks?" Sylvia mused.
I ran to the bedroom. My mind was racing to catch up. I quickly stripped and waited, for what I didn't know. Minutes passed, (I think it was minutes, from my perspective it seemed like hours.) before Lisa and Sylvia came into our bedroom. Sylvia walked right up and started circling me. She smacked me on the ass and pocked me in the stomach. "Not too bad." she commented. At this point I got real upset "I don't what you had in mind" I said to Lisa "but I don't want to---"
