This story contains elements of noncon, dubcon, and blackmail. This is Part One. The timeline for Part One encompasses a Thursday night and Friday.
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She dropped the envelope containing the key into the mailbox outside of her office. She'd taken some time off work, planned a staycation. She shifted her weight from foot to foot as she thought about her new toy waiting for her. It was too late for the mail to run today, but it should be picked up and arrive Monday. She quickly walked to her apartment; it was only a few blocks away.
She eagerly opened her apartment and stepped in. She'd left everything sitting on her bed waiting for her. She stripped and showered quickly, making sure she shaved every inch of her body below the neck. She rubbed lotion into her skin slowly, warming herself up. Then with a deep breath, she wrapped the chastity belt around herself and clicked the lock closed before she could second guess herself.
She reached down and touched the metal encasing her sex. She couldn't feel anything, even tapping it wasn't enough to stimulate herself. She walked around, getting use to the weight around her waist. There was a hole in the back, keeping her ass cheeks spread apart. It felt awkward walking like that, but she quickly adjusted.
She opened up her toy box and pulled out her favorite plug. It was glass, glow in the dark, and heavy. She sat the plug in her window to let it charge up. She loved thinking about her insides glowing. She grabbed her nipple clamps and gasped as they pinched down on her nipples. They were extremely sensitive.
She walked plopped down on her couch, tugging a little at the chain now connecting her clamped tits. Each pull made her wetter. She rubbed at her pussy but couldn't feel anything. She humped the chastity belt. But nothing. The frustration was growing inside of her. It was Thursday night now. The key might get there Saturday, but it would definitely get there Monday.
There was a knock on her apartment door. She hopped up and grabbed the robe she kept near the door. She wrapped it around herself, letting it gape just enough so that the delivery person would know she was naked underneath. She took her food and tipped him, loving how his eyes locked on the hint of cleavage he could see. She smiled and almost invited him. She wondered what he would do with her when he saw the belt. But she wasn't ready to play with anyone yet.
The chain weighted down her boobs and caused them to sway with each step making her hornier. She sat back down at the couch and devoured her pasta. She wasn't really paying attention to the movie on the screen. She didn't care about it one bit. As soon as she was done eating, she headed back to her bedroom. She could feel the slick moisture of her desire on her thighs as she walked. She ran the plug under cold water. She loved temperature play, and had already decided she wanted it cold, and then pulled out the tingling lube. She lubed it up and pressed the end against her asshole.
She twisted in the mirror trying to watch as her ass slowly stretched around it and swallowed it. She squirmed a little feeling it settle inside of her. It wasn't very large, but it was heavy, pressing down against her with ever step, and she knew from experience, it would press into her when she sat down, and if she moved or shifted her position, it would effectively grind into her, keeping her stimulated.
She grabbed her wand and laid back on the bed. She held the wand to her belt. The whole belt vibrated. She cried out in desperation. Why did she do this to herself? The vibrations surrounded her pussy, but no matter how she pressed, she couldn't get any relief from the growing tension inside her. She tossed the wand on to the bed and laid there.
She removed the clamps moaning as blood rushed back into her nipples. The stood out away from her body, dark red and throbbing. She reached up and rubbed them, squeezing her nipples and her tits. She replaced the clamps. She shuddered. The pain was more intense this time. She rolled to her stomach and reached behind her. She pulled the plug out part of the way, her asshole stretching around the widest part. She rubbed against the bed, the belt pressed into her, and her nipples ground against the bed. She fucked herself with the plug and tried to get herself off.
It was no use though. She just couldn't cum without her clit. She let out a cry of desperation, frustration, and let the plug slide back inside of her. She laid there on her bed and sighed. She rolled over and switched the light off. She tossed and turned all night. Only managing to doze off. Her arousal and the belt making it hard to sleep.
The next morning, she was stiff and tired. And still so damned horny. She hadn't thought about the need to go to the bathroom when she decided to do this. She wasn't sure how she would manage it. She stared at the toilet then down at her metal covered pussy. Yeah, it had holes, but she really wouldn't be able to wipe. She went anyway, then hoped in the shower. She turned the water on and used the shower head to clean as best as she could. It would have to do. She toweled off, and still couldn't slide anything between the belt and her body.
She sighed. She needed coffee. She smiled at herself as she clamped her nipples, hiding the clamps behind a bra, plugged herself, and then put a loose dress on. She checked herself from all angles. You couldn't tell she was wearing the belt at all. She frequently walked to the coffee shop on the corner clamped and plug. No one had noticed before. She was eager to try it in the belt.
The morning was already muggy, but there was a slight breeze that helped cool things off. She walked into the coffee shop, the bell chiming lightly. She ordered her normal iced coffee and muffin, then walked home sipping her drink. The belt didn't affect her walking any longer. Though her thighs had gotten slick again. The more people she walked past the wetter she got thinking about them and her secrets. Her clamped nipples rubbed against her padded bra.
