The Moment I Was Locked In, My Body Truly Belonged to You｜Chastity Belt with Anal Plug Experience
“Steel outside, fire within—each step reminded me that I was yours.”
I never thought a cold, stainless steel device could ignite such overwhelming heat inside me—shame, lust, submission… all entwined the moment I put it on.
The night he gifted it to me, I trembled as I took it out of the box. The sleek steel curves, the adjustable waistband, and most of all—the beaded anal plug, five gleaming metal spheres, each larger than the last. It felt less like a toy and more like a ritual tool. And I was the offering.
🔒 Take Control, or Give It Away
We laid it out on the bed—soft sheets against hard steel. It took a little time to adjust the straps and find the perfect fit. Once in place, it hugged my hips so snugly I could barely breathe. That tightness, that inescapable pressure, whispered one clear truth: I was his.
He guided me gently as he began to insert the plug. The first bead slipped in easily—cool and teasing. The second made me gasp. By the time the fifth, largest one was nestled inside me, my legs could barely hold me up. Then came the click—the lock snapped shut. From that moment on, my body was no longer mine.
This chastity belt is a masterpiece in control. The design is sleek and secure, with adjustable tension on the plug’s depth. I could wear it under a skirt, unnoticed by the world, yet constantly aware of its presence. Every step, every shift in my seat, sent shivers through me. It wasn’t just physical—this was mental submission.
One time, we agreed to keep it locked for an entire day. I wore it on the subway, in a café, walking beside strangers who had no idea I was filled and restrained. I flushed at every movement, feeling the weight, the stretch, the forbidden thrill.
That night, when he finally unlocked it and pulled the beads out one by one…
I was dripping, trembling, desperate.
