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Beverly’s Story
Chapter 3
Beverly awoke the next morning in her bed alone. As she rolled in her bed she quickly discovered that her nipples were extremely sore, and had become hard from the rubbing on the sheets. Also, her ass was sore from the whipping she had received the previous night.
However, she was surprised to feel that her pussy was still stuffed with the large dildo that had roughly shoved into her pussy the night before. She reached down to remove the large dildo, but she was stopped by a leather strap that ran down between her legs and attached to a leather strap that hugged her thin waist.
Bev pushed the sheets down and looked at the black leather strap that contrasted greatly with her pale skin. Hanging from a clasp that attached the strap that disappeared between her legs to the two inch wide waist strap was a gleaming silver lock that required a key to remove. Beverly didn’t have the key.
Sitting up, Bev immediately felt the crotch strap pushing the large dildo deeper into her pussy. The strap was held in its exact location by the spread of Bev’s hips. Once she was in the sitting position she slowly pushed herself to her feet.
In her standing position, the crotch strap was pulled tightly against her pussy, again shove the dildo deeper into her pussy. Along with pressing the dildo farther into her, in the standing position caused the strap to be pressed down her still sensitive clit. The sensation was amazing and she could feel her pussy starting to come alive again.
As she walked toward her bathroom, Bev discovered the strap pushing the dildo into her was thin enough not to affect her as she walked. However, the motion of walking caused the leather strap to move and press down on her clit at different angles. She was nearly panting when she stepped into her bathroom.
She stood in front of her large bathroom mirror and examined her body. Her usually light pink nipples were a few shades darker from the trauma of being clamped and having weight hanging from them. Despite the leather strap running horizontal across her belly, everything on her front looked the same as the day before.
Bev then turned to examine her back. Her entire ass was a light pink color from the whipping she had received. She reached back and ran a hand over her firm bubble butt. Her ass was smooth, no welts from her whipping. However, her ass was a little tender and the strap pressing into her ass crack wasn’t helping.
She turned after inspecting her body and started to wonder how she was going to get the damn chastity belt off when her eyes fell upon the folded piece of paper sitting on the counter with her name on it. The note was simple
Go to the living room!
Bev turned and headed down stairs. She was completely naked except for the chastity belt. The room was empty. However, there was a pile of folded cloths sitting on her couch with another folded piece of paper laying on top of the clothing. She picked up the note and read.
The chastity belt is part of your punishment for cumming without permission last night. If you want to remove the belt, dress in the cloths I have laid out for you and nothing else. Once you’re dressed, go to the address stated below. They have a key to your belt and they will help you. If you think about wearing anything other than what I picked out for you, you will be punished.
Ian
Bev knew she had no choice, but to go to the address Ian had written down. She didn’t want to wear the damn belt forever and she really needed to pee.
Bev set down the note and looked at the cloths that Ian had picked out for her to wear. The outfit consisted of five articles, a white long sleeve shirt, a pleated black skirt, a garter belt, a pair of tan stockings and black high heel shoes. No bra or panties.
Bev dressed quickly and headed back upstairs to check herself out in her large mirror. She looked amazing, but there was no way she could go out in public looking like that.
The white shirt was skin tight and wasn’t made to fit a woman with large C cup breasts. The outline of her light pink areolas were visible through the thin material of the shirt. Also drawing attention to her breasts was the fact that her nipples were rock hard and were visibly pressing against the fabric of her shirt.
Other than the shirt, the outfit was something she felt comfortable wearing out in public. She decided to break Ian’s instructions. She would put on a bra to cover her nipples. She would also put on a pair of panties to cover herself and the chastity belt that was covering her pussy.
Bev made her way into her bedroom and pulled open the drawer that contained her bras and panties. Pulling the drawer open, she found that every one of her bras and panties and been removed. The drawer was completely empty except for a piece of paper. Bev picked it up and read.
I told you to not even think about wearing anything other than what I laid out for you. Now, I will have to punish you. Bring this paper with you today. When you meet me, I want you to hand me this paper and ask me to punish you for being a bad slave. I’ll know if you’ve looked in this drawer, so don’t think about not bringing the paper with you.
Bev was shocked that Ian would have taken all of her bras and panties. She thought about not taking the paper with her, but he said he would know if she looked in her drawer. She wanted to take a minute to think about what to do, but the pressure in her bladder was building and she needed to get the chastity belt off soon.
A thought hit her, and she headed downstairs. She had an idea of a way to cover herself and she was certain that Ian wouldn’t have thought of it. She pulled open her coat closet. She would wear a coat over her shirt. However, the closet was completely empty as well. The only thing in the closet was the same note she found in her drawer.
With the pressure was growing in her bladder and not wanting to give Ian a reason to punish her, Bev headed outside and into her car. The address Ian had written in his note wasn’t far from her house and she knew the area.
The temperature outside was cool, which only caused Bev’s visible nipples to harden farther. Also, the cool air made Beverly realize that the inside of her thighs were wet from juices that had escaped from her pussy.
Fifteen minutes later, Beverly pulled her car to the curb in front of the address written on Ian’s note. The sign above the door read, Honn’s Massages.
Beverly wondered why Ian would be at a massage parlor. Maybe he worked there, or maybe he owned the business, or was he just getting a massage. Either way, she needed to go inside and get the chastity belt off quickly.
She jumped out of her car and walked as quickly as she could. However, walking too fast brought more pressure to her clit and turned her on more. By the time she stepped into the front office of the massage parlor in the insides of her thighs were covered in her juices and her nipples were again rock hard.
The waiting room was empty when Bev entered. She stepped up to the receptionist window. A young woman sat behind the window and when she turned to attend to Bev, her eyes became glued to Bev’s nipples standing at attention.
“I’m here to see Ian,” Bev stated, trying to cover her breasts without being obvious about doing it.
“I’m sorry, Ian isn’t here. However, he has paid for a full body massage. I will get Honn for you. Please have a seat.” Before Bev could make her way to a chair, Honn stepped through the door next to the receptionist window.
“Are you Beverly?” Bev nodded her head. “Please follow me.”
Honn was a short Chinese woman. She was very petite and her uniform hugged her body closely. Honn led Bev into a square room that had a massage table standing in the center of the room.
Everything about the room seemed normal to Bev. She had gone to a masseuse before and the room looked almost identical. Lining one wall was a counter filled with lit candles and lotions. The lights in the room were dimmed and soft music was playing in the background.
“Okay, please remove your cloths,” Honn said after closing the door. However, unlike the previous massage, when the masseuse left the room while Bev undressed and covered herself with a towel, Honn stood by the door and waited for Beverly to undress.
Bev was nervous. She had never been naked around other women. And now she had the damn chastity belt locked over her privates. She would be humiliated when Honn saw the leather straps running between her legs.
On the other hand, her bladder felt like it was going to explode and she had no desire to piss herself. Plus, Ian had told her this is where she could find the key to the chastity belt.
With her hands shaking, Bev started to pull the tight fitting shirt over head. Once she had her shirt off, she dropped it to the floor and started to pull her skirt down.
“Now it makes sense,” Honn said when she saw the chastity belt on Beverly. “Ian told me that I might need this.” Honn reached into the large amount of cleavage she was showing and produced a silver key.
“I bet you have to use the restroom rather badly, don’t you?” Honn asked. Having Honn ask her these intimate questions caused her face and chest to flush with embarrassment. “There’s no reason to be embarrassed about wearing a chastity belt. I’ve worn one numerous times. Let’s get that off of you so you can use the restroom.
Honn stepped close and quickly undid the silver lock holding the crotch strap in place. Without the lock holding it, the strap fell back between her legs. Without the strap holding the large dildo in her wet pussy, the large black dildo slipped from between her pussy lips and fell to the floor with a thud.
Beverly wanted to cry from the embarrassment, but the desire to use the restroom override her embarrassment. Honn opened the door to the restroom that branched off the massage room. Beverly rushed into the restroom and closed the door behind her.
“While you’re using the toilet, why don’t you take off the waist strap of the chastity belt, your garter belt and stockings,” Honn said through the closed door. “You’re getting a full body massage today. I don’t want any clothing on you. Oh yeah, no playing with that little clitty of yours either.”
After doing as she was instructed, Beverly emerged from the bathroom completely nude and relieved. Honn motioned toward the massage table and Bev automatically laid face down on the table.
“It looks like someone had fun with a whip last night,” Honn said, running a fingernail over the tender flesh of Beverly’s ass. Honn then started on the bottom of Beverly’s feet and massaged her way all the way up her back until she reached Beverly’s neck.
Beverly was so completely relaxed when Honn instructed her to flip over onto her back, she didn’t hesitate. Again, Honn started at Beverly’s feet and worked her way up. She made sure to stay away from Bev’s dripping wet hungry pussy. She did comment. “It’s been many years since I’ve seen a full bush like that.”
Honn worked her way up her torso. She made sure to massage Bev’s breasts and paid particular attention to her sore nipples. Honn did her best to turn on Bev as much as she could, but didn’t allow her to come close to cumming.
By the time Honn finished the massage, Beverly’s body felt like Jello. She just wanted to lie on the table forever. She was so relaxed, she didn’t notice Honn tying her hands to the table above her head and that a rope had been wrapped around each of her thighs just above her knee. It wasn’t until she felt her knees being pulled extremely wide that she realized that she was tied up.
“What are you doing?” Bev asked, confused.
“What I was paid to do. Ian paid for a little more than just a full body massage. I’m going to be giving you a Brazilian waxing. Now, lay back and relax.” Honn grabbed some supplies that she would need and returned to the table and set the items down on the table between Bev’s obscenely wide spread legs.
“Or, at least I hope I’ll be able to give you a Brazilian waxing. Your pussy is like a river down here. You’re making a big mess on my table.” Beverly tired to lift her head to see what Honn was doing, but her neck was too weak to hold her head up.
She jumped when she felt Honn spread a very warm gooey substance on her field of pubic hair. She started to wiggle as Honn covered her pussy lips, taint and asshole with the hot gooey liquid. A moment later, Bev felt Honn pressing down on her bush and every else the gooey stuff had been spread.
Beverly sat back and enjoyed the sensation of the hot goo. She was about to drift off to sleep when Honn ripped the wax off of her body. Bev’s scream was muffled by a towel that Honn stuffed into her mouth.
It took nearly five minutes for the pain to subside. When she finally got her bearings, Bev lifted her head to see Honn leaning in close to her crotch. The flesh where she had once had a dark brown pubic hair was now an angry red color. Little dots of blood had formed where her bush once was.
“Completely bald, just like Ian likes it.” Honn said, standing up. “Now, if you start to breakout when the growth starts again, you can rub eye drops on your mound and that will eliminate the breakout.
“But today, to help you get over the pain I have something for you.” Honn liberally spread a clear liquid over Bev’s mound, pussy lips and her asshole. She also placed to large drops directly on Bev’s still hard nipples and massage the lotion into Bev’s body.
When she was done massaging Bev’s body, she picked up the waist belt of the chastity belt and closed it tightly around Bev’s waist. She then shoved the large dildo into Bev’s gushing pussy before locking the dildo into her with the crotch strap. She quickly closed the lock on the chastity belt before releasing Bev.
“You’re supposed to get dressed and go to this address,” Honn said, holding out a piece of paper. Ian will be there. You’ll know who he is when your dildo starts vibrating.
“I had fun today. I hope Ian sends you back to see me again.” Honn smiled and left the room.
To be continued……………………
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