First Time Sissy: Chastity Feminization: 3 Stories

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Look how pathetic you are, I didn't even take you out of your chastity cage and you're almost cuming in your wet diaper.’’ Looks like my baby didn't completely use her diaper during the night, too bad, I'll have to punish you again baby, but not now.''

Well hello, Alex, it seems we need to have a little catch up. First of all, I'm sorry that I hit you. You see, it really took me by surprise, finding you... like this..."My life was normal and monotonous, like that of any 26-year-old man. I went to work every day, but I didn't like my job because it paid me little and I could barely buy the things I wanted after paying the bills, so I didn't have many options for entertainment because of the money, I spent most of my free time at home. I lived alone, so my free time consisted of playing games on my computer and video games, as well as watching series and movies. I had few friends, but they were all very busy and we didn't have much time to hang out together. I was single and too introverted to go out with girls, so I spent a lot of time looking at pornography on the internet and masturbating frequently.

Erm, no Miss." It just slipped out, I can only think it was because of those sissy videos I'd been watching. That's enough baby, it's time for you to take a shower and change your disgusting diaper, let's go.'' Some time later, I started looking on reddit for women who had fetishes similar to mine about submission and domination, and I even talked to some, but one caught my attention. She lived in the neighboring state, but she had a lot in common with me which made me very interested in her. After about 2 months of talking and video calling, we decided to meet.The aim of this wiki is to build an archive of chastity stories. The stories have been divided into 5 sections. Men kept in chastity by women(and vice versa), both lesbian chastity and gay men in chastity, as well as anything that doesn't fit into that category such as where you don't know who the keyholder is or where there are multiple ones. Who did I recruit for this mission? My neighbor. She was (she moved later) an airline flight attendant and married to a successful engineer. We live in a city with row houses with common walls. We knew that she and her husband had a happy sexually fulfilling marriage — thanks to the common walls. We knew them pretty well and had the occasional dinner. Her husband was a runner and it was obvious that he was in good shape. I confided in her and asked her to be the key holder. She immediately thought it would be great fun. Unfortunately, her husband was not amused and was not willing to participate in any way. I didn’t tell my husband, but simply invited her over for coffee about a week later. She was wearing the key. Emily was a beautiful girl, with long blonde hair, blue eyes, big breasts and wide hips. The kind of girl I wouldn't stand a chance of even if I tried.

Knowing that Megan knew Katherine and now she knew me, as well as knowing what we were going to buy there, only made me more embarrassed in the process, but Katherine seemed so relaxed about it all.Mommy took me to the bedroom, and helped me sit on the changing table, started taking off my dress and then made me lie down so she could take off my diaper cover. When the diaper cover was removed, mommy said in a surprised tone.

I was on the floor unable to move properly after all these sensations and breathing heavily when the door opened and Anna came to get me. I got up with difficulty and didn't even care about the pain in my feet anymore because I was too anesthetized for that. I waved to the other babies as I was told and left the room. I found mommy and Christine outside waiting for me. Awn, your clitty is so cute. Your mommy told me all about you, ''but I didn't think your clitty was that small hahaha.’’ My mind was racing and I think that was the first time I actually realized what I had agreed to let Mistress do to me. So Alice," Cat began, "explain this little cage thing that you're wearing. Why are you wearing it?". I indulged myself as much as possible without getting caught, although my mother noticed things in her drawers mussed several times and questioned me. I'm sure she suspected and probably knew for sure I had been in her things.Chastity and sissies go together like paranoia and schizophrenia. They are pretty damn close to being inseparable. It’s not difficult to see why that’s true. The soft caress of the silky fabrics on my powdered skin and the way the two women (especially Carolyn) pampered me was so wondrous and I could not help think of the weekend ahead in frillies.