Becca Bellamy
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Offering Your Submission - Part 3
🕑 Added 2024-08-07 05:24:33 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
Sarah texted you the address of the sex toy shop almost immediately after ending the FaceTime call.
For two days you did nothing with that address. Sarah was out of touch, as she said she'd be until you sent her proof that you'd bought the vibrator and confessed to the person working at the shop that your dick was locked in chastity.
By the third day you felt a sense of desperation building. You woke up with your cock aching in its cage and dripping precum into your underwear. You thought of Sarah, of how beautiful she'd looked in the Starbucks, of how she'd kissed you so many times in the parking lot, of how she'd let you feel her pussy, of how she'd masturbated for you on FaceTime and how you'd watched her orgasm.
That desperation drove you to your car with the address in your maps app. Now you're driving. You're nervous. You've never been in a sex shop. You've never done anything remotely like what Sarah wants you to do. You can barely comprehend the idea of walking up to a stranger, telling them that your cock is locked in a chastity device, and asking for help buying a vibrator that your domme instructed you to buy.
The sex shop is in a nicer part of town than you imagined. The building looks classy, too. You smile at the notion that Sarah hasn't sent you somewhere seedy. She's sent you somewhere quite nice, in fact, as the shop looks as though it's meant to appeal to well-to-do women and couples that are looking to spice things up without feeling embarrassed about it.
You drive by the shop three times before pulling into the parking lot. It's a nice place, but you're still nervous as hell. If anything, you're more nervous because it's not some run down seedy shithole.
You park your car and take a deep breath. You close your eyes and think of Sarah. You think of her easy, almost gentle dominance. You think of her delight in controlling you. You think of how thrilling it's been in the short time you've known her. You can't help but crave more of that.
You get out of your car and head into the shop. It smells nice inside. It's pretty, too. Someone clearly put in effort to make it friendly, especially to women. You walk down one of the aisles and take a deep breath. You look around and see that you're standing amongst the sex toys.
The variety of vibrators is far more extensive than you ever imagined and the prices boggle the mind. How could a simple sex toy cost more than $100? Some of them do, though, and you pick up a few and read about the many various features offered. You stare at a toy meant to both penetrate a woman and stimulate her clit at the same time. You find yourself fantasizing about Sarah using the toy while you watch and your cock stirs in the ache. You feel an ache and you suddenly wish that you could buy the toy for Sarah, take it to her house, and witness her pleasure as she fucked herself with it.
You look up to see a pretty brunette in a pair of jeans and a sleeveless blouse standing at the end of the aisle. She smiles and approaches and your heart begins pounding.
"Is this your first time here?" she asks.
You nod.
"Are you looking for anything special?"
Your mouth has gone dry. Your heart is pounding so hard it makes it difficult to hear her. You think of Sarah. You focus on doing this for her.
"Um...well...so, I recently entered into a new relationship."
"Congratulations," the pretty brunette says.
You smile. "Yeah, well, it's...I suppose you could say it's a different kind of relationship. She's...she's into being in charge." You swallow hard and look away. "She's a domme. My domme."
"Lucky you."
You look at her and see a smile on her face. There's no hint of judgment, though it dawns on you that a woman that works at a sex shop is probably about as open-minded a woman as you're going to find.
"Yeah. Actually, I am lucky to have met her. So, anyway, she set me a task. To come here and buy a vibrator."
"Well, you're in the right place. As far as I know, we have the widest selection of vibrators available at any store in the state. Plus, I'm something of an expert so I can offer any help you might need."
You take a deep breath. She's so friendly that this feels easier than it could have been, though you're still nervous and more than a little embarrassed at having to confess that your cock is locked in chastity.
You realize you're still holding the vibrator you picked up so you set it back on the shelf, look at her, and take another deep breath. "One of the first things she did...my domme did, that is, was to make me put on a...a chastity device."
She smiles and glances at your crotch. "Is it still on?"
You nod.
"Does it fit well?"
It feels a little scary to be answering her questions, and yet there's something oddly comforting about it. "It does. It gets tight when I...well, when I get aroused. It was tight when I woke up this morning."
"But there's something nice about that tightness, isn't there? It's a reminder that she's in control, that you've surrendered control of the thing that makes you a man, that you've surrendered it to her."
She talks like a woman with experience in domination and chastity play and you're certain she's using a tone meant to arouse you. She succeeds in doing so, in part because she's remarkably beautiful and talking like that and in part because you think of Sarah, of kissing her, of feeling her pussy, of watching and listening as she had an orgasm just a few days.
"Yes, that's exactly right," you say.
"Are you turned on right now?"
You nod. "A little. Sorry."
She reaches out and caresses your arm. "There's no reason to be sorry. I like that I could turn you on with just a few words about your submission to your domme."
Your heart is pounding, but not because you're nervous. It's because you're turned on by this confident, beautiful woman who seems to understand and accept that you're a submissive.
"Now, what are you looking for in a vibrator?" she asks.
"Sarah...my domme, she wants me to buy a vibrator so I can masturbate with it," you admit.
She smiles. "I like the way your domme thinks. There's something exquisite about making a chastised man cum while locked in his cage. Not all men are capable of achieving an orgasm in that way, though I suspect you'll be among those that can climax while locked."
You want to ask why she thinks that, but you're not entirely sure you want to know the answer.
"Given your situation, I would recommend a vibrator with a fair amount of power. While your cock is very much like a clit when it's locked up, it's not nearly as sensitive to vibrations, so you'll want more than a woman would want," she explains.
Your dick aches a little at her comparing it to a clit. She seems to recognize your discomfort as she smiles before grabbing your hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.
"This is a rather lovely toy," she says before plucking what looks like a miniature version of a personal massager from the shelf. "Do you have any sense of if your domme will be having you penetrate yourself?"
You hadn't considered it and the idea makes your asshole twitch. "I don't know. She hasn't mentioned it."
"Well, I wouldn't be surprised if she does have you do so at some point, so you might want to consider this toy, as well," she says while plucking a slender, phallic, dark purple vibrator from the shelf. "It packs a remarkable punch for something so thin and if she wants you to penetrate your ass with it I think you'll actually find it quite pleasant as it should slip inside you with ease."
You're standing in the aisle of a sex shop and thinking about fucking yourself with a dildo as a beautiful woman stands in front of you. You wonder if Sarah will actually make you fuck yourself at some point. You wonder if you'd do it if she ordered it. You don't have to wonder for long, though, because you're fairly certain you would, especially if the toy was small like the one she's holding in her hand.
"I'll take the purple one," you say.
"Good choice. Is that all you need?"
"Yes," you answer. "Oh, actually, I'm supposed to film a quick video as proof that I did as instructed, which was to tell you about my chastity and request a vibrator that I could use to masturbate."
She smiles. "We should do that, then."
You take out your phone and start filming. She steps next to you and puts her hand on the small of your back.
"Hey Sarah. I'm at the store you sent me to. This is...actually, I don't know your name."
"Marie," she says with a smile. "And Sarah, your submissive did everything you asked. He confessed about his chastised cock, he requested a vibrator for when you permit him to masturbate, and he was very polite about all of it."
She holds up the purple toy and adds, "I suggested he might want to buy a toy that he could penetrate himself with should you order him to do so in the future. It's quite powerful, too, so no matter how you have him use it he's going to have a spectacularly good time."
You stop recording and she kisses you on the cheek.
"That was fun," she says. "Mostly I sell toys to women and guys looking to buy a gift for their wives. It's nice to sell a vibrator to a man, especially one that's exploring his kink."
"Thank you for your help, Marie," you reply.
She smiles brightly. "Oh, it was my pleasure. Why don't you send that video to Sarah and then I can ring you up."
You send the video to Sarah and follow Marie to the register. You see a few women browsing the aisles but none of them look your way. They seem totally comfortable, though, which you imagine was the intent of the store.
"This is a really nice place," you say. "I don't know that I've ever seen anything like it."
Marie scans the barcode on the toy and smiles. "I know. I wanted to do something unique. Everyone I talked to said it would fail, but it turns out we're far more successful than I ever imagined possible. I don't know why, but people always underestimate the desire of women to pursue their sexual pleasure. I just created a safe, welcoming space where that exploration could begin."
"Well, you did an amazing job," you reply.
You pay for the vibrator - and it's not cheap - and she puts it in a bag and passes it to you.
"Thank you, Marie," you say.
"You're welcome. I hope I'll see you again."
You smile. "Yeah, I hope so too."
You leave the store feeling remarkably good. Your act of submission turned out to be far more pleasant - and actually a little bit exciting - than you thought it would be. Sarah wasn't punishing you. She was challenging you to grow and to find greater comfort in embracing your truth as a submissive.
Your phone rings as you get in your car. It's her.
"Hey," you say.
"I saw the video. I'm impressed. You were a very good boy for me. You made me very happy."
Her words make you feel far better than you imagined they would. Your balls tingle. A sense of joy envelops you. "It felt good to do it. To submit to you in that way."
"I'm going to text you my address. I'd like you at my apartment at 8 p.m. sharp. Don't be late or I won't let you in."
"Of course. I understand. I'll be there on time."
"I'll see you then."
She hangs up. You set your phone down. A text comes in with her address. You smile. You're not sure what's going to happen at her apartment tonight, but you can't wait to find out.
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Sarah's apartment building is nicer than you expected. It's modern and seems to come with a wealth of amenities, including a pool and a rooftop deck. You take the elevator to her floor and wait until your phone tells you it's 8 p.m. before knocking.
You hear footsteps approaching. Sarah answers the door and looks resplendent in a pair of black wet look leggings, heels, and a white sweater. Your key hangs around her neck and the sight of it makes your cock stir. Her long red hair is down and wavy and you feel as though you could stand there and stare at her for hours.
"Wow," you say. "You're so beautiful."
She smiles, steps aside, and gestures for you to enter her apartment. You're carrying the small bag you got from the toy shop. In it is the vibrator Sarah had you buy, though you're not sure if you're going to be permitted to use it tonight.
"It made me very happy that you managed to buy the toy," she says. "I wasn't sure you'd do it. The last guy I tried this with flamed out at that assignment."
"I wasn't sure I'd do it, either. I'm glad I did, though. It was...I don't know, kind of freeing to just embrace it, to admit it to someone else, to get a little more comfortable with the idea of submission."
Sarah steps closer and you smell her perfume. She kisses you softly on the lips. You're almost certain you can taste a hint of red wine, like she had a glass with her dinner. The kiss makes your cock ache as it tries to grow. You like the ache.
"I'd like you to strip for me," she says. "Will you do that?"
You feel a little self-conscious, but you set the bag down and begin to remove your clothes. Sarah smiles and disappears into her kitchen. She returns a moment later with a glass of the red wine that you tasted on her lips. You continue to strip, removing every article of clothing until you're standing in front of her wearing only a chastity device.
"Now I'd like you to get on your knees."
You fall to your knees and she steps closer.
"Now kiss both of my feet."
You bent over and kiss her feet in the open-toed heels. You kiss each foot multiple times. You feel deeply submissive. You're naked and bent over in front of this beautiful woman wearing the key to your cock cage around her neck and you're kissing her feet dutifully. You feel submissive, but you like it.
"Do you like my leggings?" she asks.
You look up and nod. "I love them."
She turns and you stare at her ass, which looks truly stunning in the wet look leggings. "I'd like you to kiss my ass."
You lean in and kiss her ass cheeks. The material is warm against your lips. It smells faintly of perfume. She puts a hand on the back of your head and you find pleasure in that small measure of control.
"I'd like a foot massage," she says and walks towards her couch.
You're not sure what to do, so you crawl behind her. She doesn't say anything, but she smiles as she watches you approach.
"As much as I'd like to let you on my couch, I don't really want your naked ass ruining the fabric, so you'll have to remain on your knees while you rub my feet."
"Of course," you say as you crawl in front of her and rest on your knees.
"You may remove my heels and rub my feet."
You carefully remove her heels and set them aside. You take one of her feet in your hand. You give her a massage. She smiles and lets out a soft moan that makes it clear she enjoys your touch. Then she looks at her phone and sips her wine.
Her phone captures her attention for quite some time. You're not sure what she's doing but you find it oddly arousing that she's chosen to completely ignore you as you serve her. She's sipping her wine, perhaps browsing social media, and enjoying a foot rub from her chastised submissive.
"Well, how about that," she says. "An ex of mine got in touch."
You're not sure if you're meant to say anything so you continue rubbing her feet as instructed.
"He likes the pics I've been posting on Instagram. Says I look good."
"You do," you say.
"You've seen my Instagram?"
You nod.
"How far back have you gone?"
"Pretty far."
She smiles. "So you've seen that I've put in some effort to look better."
You nod. She's always been pretty, but it's clear that in the past few years Sarah has worked hard to change her look. And, based on what you could tell, she's worked hard to change her whole life, including a professional upgrade and a change in location.
"You know, it shouldn't necessarily feel so good that my ex is perhaps feeling a bit of regret at having dumped me before I got hot, but it does feel good. A bit of revenge, I guess, though him dumping me and immediately hooking up with someone else might have been part of why I decided to make some changes in my life."
"Is that when you discovered your dominant desires?" you ask.
"That's when I started being honest about them. This guy - the one that broke up with me - always fucked me good, but there was always something missing."
You're surprised to feel something akin to arousal when she mentions how her ex fucked her.
"Now I know what was missing. I know that I need to find the perfect submissive."
You feel a desperate desire to be that submissive for her.
"Have you thought about fucking me?" she asks.
You shake your head. "You're beautiful, so it's not that. It's just...it doesn't seem like it's a possibility, so I just haven't entertained the idea."
She finishes her glass of wine and sets it on the coffee table. "It's not a possibility right now, but it might be in the future. There are plenty of subs that fuck their dommes. After all, dominant women like sex too and it can be an act of submission to fuck a woman exactly as she desires. That being said, some dommes fuck other men and make their subs watch, so there are all sorts of possibilities."
You feel a twinge of desire at the thought of being made to watch as she fucks someone else, a twinge that you do your best to hide.
"We might not ever make it to that point, though. You still have so much to prove as a submissive. Not tonight, though. Tonight is about rewarding you for being good for me."
She stands and offers a hand. You take it and stand. She cups your caged cock in her hand and kisses your neck. Your flaccid flesh stirs and her lips move over your neck as she moans. You try and get hard as her fingers caress your balls. You feel the ache. The beautiful ache.
"I'm wet," she confesses. "I haven't masturbated since that FaceTime call. I got very wet when you sent me that video. I got wet at the idea of your submission, at your willingness to do as I instructed even though it scared you. I got wet at you giving me that sort of control."
She moves to the other side of your neck and continues kissing you. Her lips are soft and perfect. Her moans are gentle. She teases your cock and balls and you feel more of that beautiful ache.
"I want to cum," she says. "And I want you to help. Will you do that?"
"I'll do anything," you reply.
Her lips find yours. Her hand moves to the back of your head. Her tongue slips into your mouth. It's a long, slow, passionate kiss. In the moment it feels like the most incredible kiss you've ever experienced. You feel desire and a deep sense of gratitude that this beautiful domme has allowed you to experience the pleasure of kissing her.
"Follow me," she says.
You stare at her ass - which is stunning in the leggings - as she leads you to her bedroom. She kisses you again, just as deeply as the first time, and presses her body tightly against yours. The sweater is soft against your chest and her leggings are smooth against your thighs.
"Remove my leggings," she says.
You drop to your knees and slowly pulling her leggings down. She's wearing a black lace thong that reveals some of her pubic hair and the upper part of her pussy lips. You resist the urge to lean in and kiss her between the legs while helping Sarah step out of her leggings.
She takes off her sweater and reveals a matching black bra. She's standing in front of you in her underwear and she looks perfect. This moment feels like more than enough reward for the act of buying a vibrator at her instruction.
She crawls into her bed and lies face down. "Rub my legs," she instructs.
You stand and move to the edge of the bed. You massage her legs, moving from her ankle all the way to the tops of her thighs over and over. She moans. You can see her pussy through the thong. You're certain you can see a wet spot. She wasn't lying about being turned on.
"Rub my thighs and ass," she instructs.
You run your fingers over the backs of her thighs and up to her ass. You grab a handful of each of her cheeks and squeeze gently. She moans. You repeat the process over and over and notice that she tenses the muscles of her ass every now and then while offering up a gentle chorus of moans that make it seem like she's legitimately working her way towards an orgasm.
"This feels so good," she says. "You're making me feel so good."
You want nothing more than to make her feel good in this moment. It's all you care about. You want to help her cum. You want to keep her moaning. You want to be the submissive of her dreams.
She flips over. She looks perfect on her back. You want to crawl on top of her. To kiss her all over. To fuck her. You weren't considering that before, but now that she's in her underwear in her bed you're absolutely thinking about it.
"Crawl on top of me," she says as if she just read your mind.
You crawl on top of her. She smiles. She pulls your lips to hers for a kiss. Your body settles on top of hers. She moves her hips as your caged cock presses against her pussy. You feel the warmth of it. You feel a bit of wetness soaking through her panties. Her tongue slips into your mouth. You're dry humping her. It feels so fucking good. Your cock aches so hard.
"Do you want me?" she asks.
"More than anything," you answer while catching a glint of the chastity key that now rests between her breasts.
"You should know that it really turns me on to know that you can't have me - or any other form of pleasure - unless I choose to give it to you, and I suppose you should know that denying you turns me on, too."
"It turns me on that you have control over my cock," you say.
She kisses you again. The way her tongue moves makes you think she was aroused by your admission.
"Go get your vibrator," she says.
You back out of the bed and rush back to her living room. You grab the vibrator from the bag and tear open the plastic packaging to set it free. You put the batteries in and she extends her hand. You offer her the toy and stand by the side of the bed as she turns it on and holds it between her legs.
"Oh, fuck," she says before closing her eyes, arching her back, and grasping one of her breasts. "This feels so good."
You watch her masturbate while your cock aches with desire for her. You watch her masturbate without being able to do anything to help because you haven't been instructed to do so.
She pulls the toy away, looks at you, and says, "Take my panties off."
You run your fingers up her legs and slip them under the waistband of her panties. You pull them off and stare at her pussy. You've seen naked women before, but for some reason the sight of her plump labia and the wetness between them is astoundingly arousing.
"Come lie next to me," she instructs.
You crawl into bed and lie next to her. She moans and you look down to see that she's holding the vibrator - your vibrator - against her pussy once more. Now, though, you can actually hear her wetness.
"Kiss me," she says.
You kiss her. Your tongues entwine. She moans into your mouth. Your dick tries to get hard in the cage and the pain spreads through your loins. She pulls a breast free of her bra and says, "Worship my tits."
You kiss your way down her neck and chest and take her nipple in your mouth. You worship as instructed. You lick and suck and she runs her fingers through your hair.
Then she cums. She has a beautiful orgasm while you're worshiping her tits. She cums with the toy you bought and something about that feels spectacularly good.
"Thank you," she says softly.
"It was my pleasure," you reply with a smile.
You look down and watch as she plunges the toy into her pussy. You can't quite see it moving in and out of her, but you feel a bit jealous of it.
She pulls it free and you can see the purple dildo is now soaked with her juices. She brings the toy towards your mouth. You part your lips without even thinking about it.
"Taste me," she says as the toy enters your mouth.
You suck on it. You taste her. You wrap your lips around it. You taste her juices. You taste her sweetness. You taste her perfect, glorious, wondrous pussy. You wish you could have used your tongue to make her cum, but this is wondrous.
"Lie back," she says.
You lie back and she pulls the vibrator from your mouth, turns it on, and holds it against your locked cock. The pleasure is instant. It's not like when you masturbate, but it's unquestionably pleasurable. The vibrations engulf the whole of your cock. You feel them in your balls.
"Does that feel good?" she asks.
You nod. "Yes. It's incredible."
She kisses your neck. She moans. She takes your earlobe in her mouth and sucks on it. She moans again. Her tongue dances around your ear and it feels utterly fantastic.
"Do you think you could cum this way?" she asks.
"Yes," you answer.
"Mmm, I hope so," she replies softly. "I'd love to be able to keep you in your cage for months at a time, and if you can cum while locked up there's no reason to let you out. I could keep your cock soft and small and chastised for as long as I desire, and the longer you stay caged the hotter it's going to be for me."
You're closer to an orgasm. All it took was her expressing her desire to keep you caged for as long as possible.
She pulls the toy away. She turns it off. She kisses you and you happily kiss her back.
"That was fun," she says. "But you haven't earned an orgasm yet."
"Of course," you reply. "How can I earn one?"
"I'm sure I'll think of something. For now, though, you need to get dressed and go home, and you'll have to leave your toy with me. I don't yet trust you not to use it without my permission."
You're sad to leave, but you want to obey her, so you get out of her bed. She puts her panties on and follows you out of her bedroom. You dress at her front door and she watches while in her underwear.
"Thank you," you say. "For inviting me over. For letting me help you cum. For letting me massage you. For letting me submit."
She smiles. "Why don't you get on your knees and kiss my feet one more time before you leave."
You drop to your knees. You bend over. You kiss her feet. It's exquisitely pleasurable to do so, even more so when she's nearly naked. You look up when you're finished and she runs her fingers through your hair.
"Thank you," you say.
She bends over and kisses you softly. "You're welcome. I'll be in touch soon. Have a good night."
You get up, walk out, and smile for the entire elevator ride to the bottom floor. You smile for most of the drive home, too. You smile because you're very, very happy to have found Sarah, to have impressed her enough that you get to keep submitting to her.
You’re still desperate to cum, though, so you can’t wait for her to come up with something else for you to do for a chance to have an orgasm.
