Published: August 24th 2024, 9:11:06 pm
Luna blushed as she started up her computer. This was the first time in a while she was nervous for a stream. She grabbed her contacts case, putting in her colored lenses as the system whirled to life. Her stomach tingled as she opened her phone, rereading her instructions.
Get on your stream, blindfolded and gagged, handcuffed to a chair. Once I see you are restrained, I’ll come in and unlock your cage. So if you wanna be released, give me your address.
She couldn’t believe she had actually given it to them. That she was actually following through with those instructions. She didn’t know anything about this person! But… She couldn’t think anymore. It had been over a month now. A month of constant throbbing. A month of leaking and squirming and desperately tugging on her prison, begging for a miracle to somehow let the cage just snap and fall off. A month since she gave her keys to a total stranger in order to keep her secret. She couldn’t hold out anymore. She knew there was no way she could ignore the need between her legs and move on with her life, so she might as well cave in and meet this person earlier rather than later.
At least they had promised to unlock her. She knew nothing about them, but so far they seemed to keep their word. And that was just enough hope to push her over the edge.
Luna took off her clothes. She adjusted the webcam, to make sure it could see her in her entirety while sitting on her wooden kitchen chair. She wished she could use her gaming chair, but there were no slots to be able to restrain her, so a hard wooden chair was her only option. She grabbed her facemask. Her heart raced as she hesitated, her finger floating above the button to start her stream. Click
Luna could feel the heat of her cheeks against her mask. She couldn’t believe she was doing this! With every passing minute, she saw her viewer count continue to tick higher and higher. Each one was another person who’d watch as she put herself at the mercy of a complete stranger. She squirmed in her seat, passively greeting her viewers as they arrived. Once she felt the stream was large enough, she continued.
“H-hey everyone! Welcome! Today we have a bit of a unique stream planned… I-I am actually gonna have someone over…” Luna nervously chuckled.
-Oh shit for real? She’s only done solo streams before
-Daaaamn, wonder who? Definitely shoulda been me…
-She got a boyfriend I didn’t know about?
“Ummm, n-no not my boyfriend” Luna smiled through her mask. “Let’s just leave it a mystery for now! But here is the deal. They are coming over soon, so I am going to pre-restrain myself!” Luna forced herself to maintain her peppy streaming attitude despite her nerves. But as she began to bind herself, she realized it was becoming less of a front.
Her nerves were still tossing her stomach about, but she felt a growing excitement bubble within her. An excitement she cursed. She shouldn’t be feeling any excitement! Her situation was terrible! But a month of denial, an audience for her submission to her captor, the strain of her cage. Each one was a drug that seemed to chip away at her reasoning.
Luna turned from the camera, slipping the gag beneath her mask and tightening it in place. She placed the blindfold on her forehead, looking around to double check her surroundings before she continued. She showed the webcam her handcuff key, placing it on the wood of her chair between her legs. It wouldn’t be accessible with her hands, but given enough time, she was fairly confident she could push it off the chair with her thighs, feel around with her feet until she found it, and lift it to her hands with her toes. She didn’t think her blackmailer would show if the keys were still in her hand. But at the same time, she needed to be able to eventually escape if they never showed at all.
Luna nearly moaned as her handcuffs latched behind her. Each click made her shiver, until the metal was flush with her skin. She squirmed, pulling against the chain, showing the stream she was bound to the chair.
Something about a blindfold was especially humiliating to her. Because of it, she couldn’t read her chat. It was like being placed behind a one way mirror, letting her stream watch and analyze her without being able to see their reactions. She clenched her thighs around her throbbing cage, feeling its precum wet her skin.
Luna heard the click of her front door. The sound made her jump from her skin, the reality of her situation quickly enveloping her. She tried to slip her hands through her cuffs, but they were solid. Her mind began racing, faster and faster with every faint approaching step.
“Well isn’t this a sight to walk in on.” Luna froze. The voice was sultry and crisp, and definitely female... All this time, she was sure her blackmailer was a man. Over 95% of her audience were men, and her blackmailer had to be someone who had watched hundreds of hours of her streams. Was this better? Maybe a girl would be more merciful in giving her keys back. Although, she was the one who had blackmailed her in the first place–
Luna shuddered as she felt a smooth hand touch her shoulder, breaking her from her thoughts. It moved up her neck and against her face, before pulling off her blindfold.
She saw a girl standing above her. About her height, with a short black bob, with a strip of red ruffled within her bangs. She wore a mask, but warm red irises peaked out from above it. She had a black crop top on with long cotton sleeves, short enough to clearly expose her underboob. The rest of her was naked, save a skimpy red pair of panties and black stockings.
Luna’s cage pulsed, letting a drip escape the metal and stretch to the wooden chair, a reaction she immediately cursed. She was hot. She was really hot. Luna could begrudgingly admit that. But being aroused by her blackmailer? Her face warmed the cloth of her mask, a mix of humiliation and anger.
“So, in case you all didn’t know, I’m the person who’s been holding Kyra here’s keys. As you all know, she tends to unlock a bit too often on her own, so I felt she needed someone to help keep her in line.”
Luna’s eyes traced the chat. A part of her was pissed by how excited her chat was. Clearly they thought she was as attractive as Luna did. There was a collective appreciation of her stunning figure, and for her part in keeping Luna denied and tortured, telling her to keep it up. Luna squirmed, trying to block them out and focus on how she'd soon be unlocked.
“The reason I’m here today is, I promised Kyra I’d unlock her tonight. We’ve broken her record by quite a bit, so she was due for a reward.”
-Booooo
-Unlock her? But that would just undo all the progress she’s made!
-How about after another month?
-its been a month, she should get to cum!
-Goddd yur hot, lose the shirt!!
-you should fuck her
-dont let her cum!
“Looks like your chat isn’t too enthusiastic about your release.” She said, turning to face Luna. “Maybe I should listen to them instead?” Luna’s eyes widened. She promised! She shook her head, whining against the gag.
“Ywh promthed!” Luna struggled. The thought of going through all this, only to not be unlocked? It was almost too much. She pulled her cuffs against the chair, pleading with her eyes.
“Awww, you’re right, I did promise. Hmmm, what about a middle ground then, chat?” The girl leaned over, grabbing her bag and pulling out a rolled up towel. “Stand up a bit for me, sweetie.” Luna almost snapped at her. A flash of rebellion sparked in her eyes. A flash that only made the girl smile. She stood, holding the towel as she waited patiently. Luna thought about resisting longer, but various consequences passed through her mind, chipping her down until she caved.
Standing up was awkward. Her hands were still handcuffed to the back of the chair, afterall. She was barely able to lift from the seat, but it was enough for the girl to slide the rolled up towel beneath her, positioned squarely between her legs. Luna was guided back down to sit on the towel. It nearly lifted her off the seat, placing most of her weight on the towel, with her cheeks gently touching the chair.
The girl reached into her bag, pulling out two pairs of leather cuffs. She walked around Luna, strapping one cuff to her ankles and lifting them up to strap the other cuff to the chair, keeping her feet from touching the ground. Finally, she pulled from her bag what Luna was dying to see: Her keys.
“So here is the deal. Many of you might not know this, but in order to get hard, the body actually begins its erection at the base of your body, between your legs.” The girl spoke as she approached Luna’s cage. Luna could hardly listen to her words, as she trailed the key along her metal cage. “This means that if you apply pressure to that spot before an erection…” She slid the keys into the lock. “Then you can stop it before it even happens.”
The girl turned the key and slipped off the cage. Luna moaned, as even the sensation of the metal sliding against her skin as it was removed felt overwhelming. Her hands instinctively strained against her cuffs, reaching for her cock. It was the first time it had been free in over a month, and it was begging for attention. But something wasn’t right…
Her cock twitched and throbbed, tingling desperately between her legs. But despite the overpowering arousal between her legs, she remained flaccid. Luna moaned, trying to lift her hips from the towel, but with her feet bound off the ground, she had no purchase. All she could amount to was squirming fruitlessly, much to the appeal of her audience.
-damn its really working!
-her cock is already broken…
-think she’ll be able to cum? My gf couldn’t cum if she wasn’t hard
-are you gonna let her get hard at all????
-relock her right away!!
“Mmmm I’m not sure! After a month of denial, maybe she’ll be horny enough to cum even while soft? Although, I’m not sure if it's even possible for her… Should we find out?” Luna could hear her smile through her words. Her body reacted on its own, bucking her hips at the mention of cumming. Precum was constantly dripping from her soft cock, dribbling over her balls into a small puddle on the chair.
“MFFGHH!” Luna moaned as a pair of smooth fingers traced against her cock. After a month in her metal prison, it didn’t matter that she was soft. The contact felt divine. Looking down between her legs made her face burn. Her cock really did look broken. She had never experienced arousal like this, and yet she was completely limp, being squished and toyed with between her captors fingers, dripping like a cracked pipe.
It took all of ten seconds for her to reach the edge. Her cock was completely slathered in precum, slipping randomly between her fingers, unable to keep straight with its lack of stiffness.
“Mm at duh edgth, preathe!! Duh towrr!” Luna pleaded through her gag. She squeezed, trying to force herself erect. But no matter how she strained, her cock remained limp, experiencing all the pleasure of a lubed handjob, without any of the release. Her body seemed to climb endlessly, searching for the top of the staircase. But each step seemed to place her just shy, beckoning her body to take another.
Her captor accelerated, pushing Luna to the brink. She didn’t even care who was pleasuring her anymore. Girlfriend or blackmailer. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was cumming. Her hands searched feverishly, but being bound to the chair, the only skin she could reach was her own butt. She gripped into it, trying to give herself the last nudge she needed.
“I’m thinking 1 more minute, what do you think, chat?” Her captor teased. “After that,” She leaned in closer to Luna’s ear. “You’ll be relocked. Afterall, I promised to unlock you. I didn’t promise to let you cum.”
She wouldn’t survive. The thought of relocking after this? A month of denial and the worst tease of her life, and still not being allowed to cum? The thought was terrifying. And exciting. The perfect combination to finally convince her body to cooperate.
Luna groaned, pushing her hips into her captors hand as she slipped over the edge. Her body tingled and tensed, the point of no return slipping into her rearview. But as her orgasm began, the usual pleasure and release she was accustomed to was nowhere to be found.
Something was wrong. So wrong. Cum dribbled from her cock in a slow consistent stream. Leaking across her captors fingers without the faintest convulsion. Her core burned with need, a kind of ruin she had never experienced. Her captor was still stroking her, but it didn’t seem to matter. Without her erection, all there was to experience was frustration.
Luna shrieked against her gag, pulling so hard against her binds they dug into her skin. Her body shook, squirming desperately to escape as tears welled in her eyes. It seemed to last for eternity. She could feel her cum pool on her chair, the warmth on the bottom of her thighs as it grew. So much cum, yet not a modicum of relief. Her arousal climbed to heights she didn’t know possible, screaming and pleading against her gag.
“She came!” Her captor beamed, finally pulling away and letting Luna’s cum drip from her hand. “Although with that reaction, I guess it must not have been too satisfying, huh? You didn’t even convulse in my fingers at all. It’s like you just leaked it out!”
“Preathe… merthyyyy!” Luna whimpered, the throbbing between her legs stealing all the force from her voice.
“Mercy? What do you think that was! I just let you cum! You should be grateful you’re able to cum at all. If you weren’t able to, there is a very real chance that you’d never be able to cum again. Afterall, given enough time, I doubt you’ll be able to get hard at all, even without the towel.”
Luna’s stomach turned. Whether from excitement or dread, she couldn’t tell. She hadn’t gotten hard in over a month, and the last week or so, she could feel her erections getting weaker and weaker. Even unlocked, she wasn’t allowed to get hard. Given enough time… She knew her captor was right. She could keep her soft indefinitely, and eventually, she’d break. Without the ability to get hard, even if she managed to get her keys back somehow, she’d never be able to experience the pleasure of an orgasm again. If she couldn’t get hard, the hell she just experienced would be as close as she could get, blackmailed or not… A stream of precum leaked across her balls.
“Well with that, you’ve been unlocked and allowed to cum. Only one thing left to do!” Luna knew what was coming. She whimpered in protest, the thought of returning to her cage nearly driving her mad. Her captor grabbed her cage, kneeling beside her.
“Yknow…” Her captor started, wiggling Lunas cock with a finger, pressing down and easily compressing her flat. Even just a single finger, playfully squishing her to nothing was enough to give Luna shivers of pleasure. “You seem to be able to be squished pretty easily. This cage might be a bit big, huh? What do you think, chat?”
Luna’s eyes widened. She screamed into her gag, shaking her head.
-yesssss
-I always thought her cage was too big
-jesus, look at her thrash! she must be dying a bit
-omg she actually gonna have a broken cock at this point
-limp nub forever!!
“Seems to be a consensus!” Her captor teased. She shuffled through her bag, pulling out another cage. This one, a solid metal nub, about an inch shorter than her previous cage. Luna’s eyes watered, shaking as she tried to break free. Her hands were raw from trying to slip her metal cuffs, but she couldn’t care about that. Her captor left her locked up for a month. Even in her oversized cage, it was hell. If she locked her up in that little thing, and disappeared with her keys…
Time seemed to slow as her captor grabbed her balls, slipping them through the ring one at a time. Luna tensed as much as she could, straining and praying to get hard to prevent her from getting the cage in place. But her captor effortlessly squished her through the ring. She leaned in, whispering into Luna’s ear.
“My name’s Kay... Welcome to your new life.” Luna’s eyes were locked on her cock, watching it slowly disappear as Kay pressed her into her new nub. With no resistance, her limp cock squished inside, inciting a whimper as she locked it in place.
Once she was locked inside, Kay unbound Luna’s feet, allowing her to stand up and remove the towel. As if on cue, Luna felt herself begin to strain against her cage. But not as hard as she was expecting…
“Thanks for having me everybody! Torturing Kyra for you all was loads of fun. I’ll be taking the keys to the cage of course, but perhaps I’ll be back to unlock her again sometime.” She giggled, jingling the keys before snatching them in her hands. She grabbed Luna’s handcuff keys. Making sure Luna was watching, she dropped them on the ground, within toes reach. She winked, before grabbing her bag and coat, leaving Luna alone, throbbing in her new cage and sitting in a pool of her own cum.
Luna hurriedly searched for the keys, tucking them between her toes. She lifted them to her hands, and after a few moments of searching for the keyhole behind her back, she was free. She didn’t bother taking off her gag to talk with her stream. She simply waved, and shut off the stream.
She collapsed to the ground. She had hoped that having her blackmailer–having Kay over would lead to her release. That she’d get unlocked, get hard, get to cum, and then hopefully get her keys back. But she was so wrong. She hadn’t realized she had been grinding her cage against the ground, wetting her carpet. It was unconscious, the moment her cage pressed against anything. All she could do was whimper and grind, running Kay's words through her mind over and over again.
Welcome to your new life.