The Prison - Cap 5 (Patreon)

Minutes later the guards came.

- And then.... I was able to calm the kid down. -he said.

I just ignored his presence.

- You have a visitor, Kwesny. Your lady is there.

Well I'll take it. In the meantime, let our new friend get some sleep, I'll bring you a submissive blowjob to make him feel better.

The guard took me by the lap without any problems
A mountain of muscle clothed in leather like that carried me like a rag doll without a hitch.

And I was taken to a reception room lying on a sofa.

It was embarrassing. I know. But since you want to leave me completely still then carry me.

While I was getting lost in my thoughts, behold, she appears.

my lady.

Ms. Megan

It's my lady's name.

She is beautiful as always.

With an imposing expression, striking light eyes, light brown in color, mature tapered face, wavy hair held by barrettes and a hair frame that leaves her face well exposed.

Dressed in a leather skirt that hugged her thighs well combined with her loose-fitting light-toned blouse. And it ended with her waist. A corset gave life to her curves and her well-designed and appetizing breasts.

And her perfume. Always intoxicating, she took over the room.

With a wide smile on her face, she approached, echoing the dry sound of her high heels and the leather clatter characteristic of her clothing.

She sat next to me and touched my face

I, unable to move my arms and legs, tried to get myself into a comfortable position until she helped me to my knees.

- How are you doing my dear? Did you like your new prison outfit? I did it. - she said.

- I imagined this. - I shrugged.

- ouuhhh.. I love your sulky face. - She said as she pinched her cheeks. - oh... you need to let your hair grow. I love it when it has bangs. I'll tell the guards how I want her haircut.

- Ah... I could at least leave my legs free. That makes it difficult. - I started to complain.

- But if it is precisely this new way of imprisoning people. In addition, I am a jumpsuit and restraint clothing designer. My sales are a success. Besides, you know I supply prison parts for Sir Marlin. And you're part of the test

Megan kept petting me and it was inevitable that I would get aroused but I had a problem.

Months ago, she installed the most sophisticated electronic CB-type chastity device in mine.

At first I thought I could bypass the lock but I was wrong when trying to come through the device causing vibration in the protective cocoon I was surprised with terrible shocks

Electric shock after electric shock until I learn discipline.

After a lot of suffering and tears I learned to control my erections

But my Mistress gave a generous discount by calibrating the electric shocks at longer time intervals.

for example. I have only two minutes of erection before the shocks start, if I don't relax I'm condemned to terrible pain in addition to being spanked on the ass by my owner to relax

I lost count, as soon as I knew I was her slave, how many times I cried begging to come. In a desperate trance state as she said that chastity was for my own good and that having my penis loose and the right to masturbate or have sex was exclusive to alpha males.

I miss being able to touch my own penis like a normal guy.


Meanwhile She looked at me with that sweet and wonderful gesture until she said:

- I have an idea for you, Kwesny.
You will be able to choose.

Between me jerking you off now and then you're stuck in this prison attire for another month.

Or I release you from that prison garb and you'll spend another six months in chastity.