1. Marked – Chastity Story


    Date: 9/9/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Shemales, Author: JSissy206, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    to her ministrations. I can almost hear the smile in her voice as she continues. “Do you enjoy being mine?” “I do Goddess.” “Really?” she replies, “even when I am mean?” She twists my nipple again. I look at her with eyes of love, lust, and need. “Even then. Maybe especially then.” She laughs and suddenly beings to stroke, ever so slowly, my (hers?) throbbing cock. “Good answer pet.” I moan incoherently in response. “Now things are going to get interesting,” she tells me. She brings me to the edge twice, rapidly, but does not let me over it. “Now we get to the part where I was talking about final answers.” She stops stroking me but continues to lightly touch all of my most sensitive and most erogenous areas. “Are you ready to take the next step?” I look up at her, not sure what she means. “What is the next step Goddess?” “Permanence.” She replies, tweaking my nipple in such a way that I almost orgasm just from the feeling. “Yes!” I yell as the feelings ripple through me. “Yes what, slave?” She asks, repeating the action, and the attendant feeling again. “Yes, I am ready to be yours.” I say breathlessly. “You already are mine,” she says this sharply before softening. “Are you ready to be mine forever?” I look up at her and know that she can see the longing, and the love, in my eyes. “Forever,” I say simply. She nods, knowing me and knowing that it was a statement of fact, not a question. “Good pet.” She says and begins to stroke me again. She can tell when I am getting close ...
    to the edge. She starts to talk again. “You have pleased me pet and will have your reward, after you answer one more question.” I look up at her with hope. I am sweating and have never been so aroused or so needy. I realize in that moment that I need to cum, but more than that I need her. I hope for both. “If you are going to be mine permanently, I feel the need to *mark* the occasion in some way.” She smiles down at me and squeezes in such a way that my vision goes blurry and I hit a new level of arousal…but am somehow no closer to release. “That means I want to mark you pet. Will you consent to being marked permanently?” Somehow sanity gets the better of me, or perhaps stupidity, and I ask her “How? Or what?” I can say no more though as she squeezes hard and the arousal becomes pain, which is somehow excrutiating but still arousing. “Does it matter how pet? You are mine.” She says this sharply, but as she is always a bit of a paradox, also with love. I realize in that moment how much I need her. How much I need to be hers. “Yes Goddess. Please mark me as yours.” She smiles and nods, and then suddenly leaves the room. I lay there confused. She comes back and places a towel filled with ice over my groin. I shriek and my genitals begin to shrink back from the freezing feeling. She laughs hysterically. “Why?” I half ask half yell. She is still laughing, “Because I need to take you to get your reward.” Without further explanation she removes the towel and quickly relocks me in ...
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