Carter watched as his wife got ready for work the next morning and struggled to pull on jeans over the thick chastity belt at her hips. Chuckling and choosing to ignore the dirty looks sent in his directions, he fingered the remote in his pocket that would control her pleasurable torture.
"Maybe you should wear a dress today?" He suggested in a teasing way and Carter could see she was holding back her insults and rage. He knew it was all a lie though.
She was enjoying it because he woke up in the middle of the night and saw her on her computer again in the living room. It wasn't facebook though that she was on, it was a website called Literotica and the books she was looking at were purely BDSM and domination. Which made him more secure about his plan and that she wouldn't leave him despite his forcing her to wear the belt. He just needed her to come out with it to his face because a marriage only worked if you were open and honest with each other; about everything. Plus he couldn't lie and say he wasn't going to enjoy torturing her all day with forced pleasure.
His wife got dressed in loose slacks and a blouse which effectively hid the chastity belt from curious eyes. It didn't protect her though from the stuff on the inside...
"Bye." Was all Emily said before walking out the door without a backward glance. Carter pushed a button on the remote while looking out the window just as Emily walked wobbly to her car. He had pushed the middle button which effectively teased her but wouldn't allow her to cum. Oh no... She wouldn't cum for awhile now. Unless it was as a punishment but that was for Phase Four.
Phase Three involved Emily and work. The plan was to click the buttons at random intensities for different variations of time so that she wouldn't know when the pleasure would come. He would make her beg to tell him the truth, not that she knew he already knew that she craved a dominant hand. He would bet that by the end of the day she would be begging for release, not that he would give it. No, when he gave her release, it would he a punishment not a reward.
Sitting down on the couch, he turned on a movie and waited twenty minutes until he knew that she would be at work before clicking on the lowest setting for a small second to announce the vibrator's presence. Waiting with a grin on his face, he clicked it again but this time didn't stop until it had buzzed for fifteen seconds. Mind you, it wasn't a powerful enough setting to make her come but it was powerful enough to make her desperate and needy. Clicking the off button, he decided to wait a couple minutes, enough to make her paranoid, before clicking the next button up. He only left it on for five seconds because he didn't want her anywhere near to coming. Raising up his feet to the ottoman, he settled in for a fun filled day imagining what was happening.
Emily:
