Punished for Escaping Chastity Device
Carmen knows men are weak. Even her beloved Ronnie. She installed monitoring software on his laptop.
She forgot that his mouse clicks and keyboard presses were recorded until she grew suspicious. For an indiscretion she extended his time in chastity by a month. Ronnie showed no evidence of frustration.
She came home early one day and spent the afternoon scanning his computer activity. Carmen grew angry and disgusted. Ronnie spent time on Femdom Tumblr blogs looking at pictures of dominatrix models in leather and latex.
Carmen made her feelings about sexual fidelity clear to Ronnie before inviting him to live with and serve her.
Ogling other women, viewing Femdom porn – any erotica – was cheating. She expected a man to be faithful in all ways. Even if she were not his Mistress, Carmen expected him to stay mentally and emotionally chaste.
Carmen said nothing when Ronnie came home from work. After supper, she told him to come to the bedroom.
“I’m going to unlock you and clean your chastity device.”
Having thought the summons to the bedroom would be for a spanking Ronnie felt relieved. Until he saw his Mistress’ face.
“There’s semen in your chastity device. How could that happen?”
His obvious terror did not soften her anger.
“It just happened.”
“Don’t lie to me.”
“But it did.”
“While you were looking at Femdom porn on the web?”
Confused, Ronnie bit his lips. He nodded.
“You dirty little cheat. You filthy rat. You’re just scum. I should throw you out.”
“Please Mistress Carmen. I’m sorry.”
“Not as sorry as you’re going to be.”
She opened the bureau drawer she kept toys in. She reached for a heavy hairbrush. Then noticed an absence.
“Where’s the Aneros Helix?”
Ronnie face went bright pink.
“It’s in my attaché case.”
“Why? You hate being milked. Ruined orgasms are a punishment.”
Ronnie confessed because he found himself lost in a maze of lies.
“I can press my finger tip through the chastity device if I push it away from my body. Just barely. But with the Aneros prostate massage, I can come.”
Carmen stood, left the room. Ronnie sat on the bed. He knew apologizing would not help. Nothing would. His Mistress might never forgive him; toss him out. He shivered and wept.
Carmen returned. She sat on the bed.
“Strip. Get across my lap.”
The blistering hand spanking was only the beginning. She retrieved the hairbrush. Then a belt. Finally she whipped him with a cane.
During punishment, Mistress Carmen pounded Ronnie ears with harsh words. He cringed as she cursed him. He had no defense from the truth.
She left to wash his chastity device. She returned carrying it and a small package.
“When I learned you were looking at Femdom Tumblrs again I bought points of intrigue. This is only temporary. You are going to take your savings and buy a chastity belt that covers your entire groin.”
“Yes Mistress Carmen. Th-”
“Don’t thank me. Don’t apologize. Your words mean nothing.”
Ronnie bowed his head.
“Don’t ask when I will allow you to have another orgasm. I don’t know. Maybe never. I don’t know why I’m keeping you. Maybe I won’t. We’ll see.”
Ronnie knelt, bowed his head.
“Understand this: disappoint me again and you’ll no longer have a Mistress. You’ll be one of those wannabe slaves who live in frustration worse than chastity.”