The Virgin
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Chapter 2
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Matt would really like to finally get laid.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Slavery Heterosexual Fiction Cuckold DomSub Humiliation First Oral Sex Sex Toys
Matt clicked through the little row of images for the hundredth time. “Pull-out prevention” and “long term wear” were the main selling points of the device Amy was having him order for himself. The third image in the online store gallery was especially intimidating; the view of the interior showed a row of blunt little metal spikes that were apparently responsible for the enhanced security and pull out prevention.
He didn’t want to follow through with the order, but the image of Amy in her bedroom wearing only her bra and panties was making him act wildly irrationally. The rules she left for him as he left her place were too simple to be misinterpreted. She wouldn’t even talk to him again until he had the new device in hand. “Maybe this is just a silly start to our relationship” he thought optimistically. “Someday on our wedding night we’ll laugh about this as I take her to bed.”
He clicked the checkout button.
The days waiting for the new device to arrive were a string of uncomfortable and frustrating events. The device Amy had locked on him was too large, and the weight pulled forward, creating friction under his little ball sack. He texted four times. She didn’t respond, and he wasn’t surprised. She had left no doubt that she had zero interest in him until he had the new device. On top of that, his usual habit of twice-daily masturbation had come abruptly to a halt. Now he could only sit on his bed and finger the metal cage surrounding his little manhood.
Finally the tracking notification that it had arrived showed up in his email. He got off work a few minutes early to try and beat rush hour, hurrying home to finally have the key to Amy’s heart in his possession.
He could have cried at the sight of the little brown box. He ran inside and ripped open the packaging, taking a picture of the device, shiny and new in it’s plastic bag, and texting it to Amy.
He was too excited to eat. He cracked open a diet soda and held his phone, fingers trembling with excitement. Text me back! Text me back!
It was only an hour, but it felt much longer.
“Good boy” was all her first message said. Should he message back right away? He didn’t want to seem too desperate. His phone vibrated again in his hands.
“Excited to put it on?”
Hmm ... not exactly, but yes ... kind of. Uh, what to reply with ... he typed and erased and retyped seven times before hitting send.
“Yeah! Can’t wait to see you!”
“Good. Come over to my place right away.” She replied.
Yes! Best possible outcome! He was clearly getting better at this. He would go through the formality of her weird obsession with the kinky devices and tolerate her superior attitude, but in the end he was finally going to score. He decided to freshen up.
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