Chastity

Laci’s chest heaved as she lay there, still trembling from the intensity of her release. Karla’s fingers lingered on her skin, tracing idle patterns that sent shivers down her spine. She felt raw, exposed, and yet completely safe in Karla’s hands. But there was something in Karla’s eyes—a glint of mischief that made Laci’s pulse quicken.

“You’re so beautiful when you’re like this,” Karla murmured, her voice soft but laced with something darker, something possessive. Her hand drifted lower, her nails lightly scraping Laci’s inner thigh. “Completely undone. Mine.”

Laci’s breath hitched, her body instinctively arching toward Karla’s touch. “Karla…” she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of exhaustion and anticipation. She wasn’t sure what her roommate had planned next, but the look in Karla’s eyes told her it would be something unexpected. Something more.

Karla’s lips curved into a wicked smile as she reached over to the bedside table, her fingers wrapping around something small and metallic. Laci’s eyes widened as she caught a glimpse of it—a sleek, silver chastity belt, its design as elegant as it was intimidating. Her heart skipped a beat.

“What… what’s that for?” Laci stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Karla’s smile deepened, her free hand tracing a slow, deliberate path up Laci’s thigh. “You’ve been such a good girl,” she purred, her voice low and sultry. “But I think it’s time to take things to the next level. Don’t you?”

Laci’s breath caught in her throat as Karla leaned in, her lips brushing against her earlobe. “But… but I…” she started, her words faltering as Karla’s hand moved higher, teasing the sensitive skin just below her navel.

“Shh,” Karla murmured, her voice soft but firm. “Trust me, Laci. You’re going to love this.”

Before Laci could respond, Karla’s fingers slipped between her legs, stroking her with a slow, deliberate rhythm that made her hips jerk involuntarily. “Karla…” she gasped, her voice trembling with need.

“Tell me you want it,” Karla insisted, her tone playful but commanding. “Tell me you want to give me control.”

Laci’s mind spun, her body responding to Karla’s touch almost instinctively. She wanted to resist, to protest, but the truth was, she was already too far gone. Karla’s dominance was intoxicating, and she couldn’t bring herself to say no.

“Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I… I want it.”

Karla’s smile widened, her eyes gleaming with triumph. “Good girl,” she purred, her fingers moving faster, pushing Laci closer to the edge once more. “Now, let’s see how well you can behave.”

Karla pulled back, leaving Laci gasping and trembling, and picked up the chastity belt. She held it up for Laci to see, the silver glinting in the soft light of the room. “This is going to keep you nice and controlled,” she said, her voice dripping with mischief. “No touching. No cumming. Not without my permission.”

Laci’s cheeks burned, her mind reeling as Karla began to fasten the belt around her waist. The cool metal pressed against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. She felt exposed, ****, and yet there was a strange thrill in the sensation. Karla’s fingers brushed against her clit as she adjusted the fit, and Laci let out a soft whimper.

“Too much?” Karla teased, her voice light and playful. “You’re going to have to get used to this, Laci. I’m not letting you out of it anytime soon.”

Laci’s breath hitched, her body trembling with a mix of arousal and apprehension. She wasn’t sure how she felt about the chastity belt, but there was no denying the way her body responded to Karla’s control. She felt powerless, and yet completely safe in Karla’s hands.

“Karla…” she whispered, her voice trembling. “What… what happens now?”

Karla’s lips curved into a wicked smile as she leaned in, her breath hot against Laci’s ear. “Now,” she purred, her voice low and sultry, “you learn what it means to be mine.”