Erotic Novel giveaway day 23

Carter's Regret

Not knowing what else to do, Carter decided to go home and confront Georgia.  It was dark by now and he was surprised to see that there were no lights shining through the windows of his house as he drove up.  Apparently his wife had not come home but where would she have gone?  He opened the front door and he could feel the cold emptiness surround him as he walked inside.  He flipped on the light expecting that the furniture would be gone as well, but everything seemed to be as he had left it. 

He made his way up to the master bedroom and found that even his wife's clothes still hung in the closet so he began to think that perhaps she had just stopped off at a friend’s house.  As he closed the closet door he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and saw the red handprint on the left side of his face.  It brought back the memories of his wife slapping him in front of the store owner and his face flushed red with the remembered humiliation.  But his cock also hardened at the memory.  He had not minded those slaps in the least.  In fact, he relished them as he did the feeling of humiliation that they had brought.  Why couldn't he have told her that at the store?  Why couldn't he have got on his knees and begged her for one more chance to let the man fit him with a chastity device?  "Oh Georgia, if you can hear my thoughts, please come back.  I will do anything you ask of me."

"Georgia, can't hear your thoughts any longer, but I can," said a voice behind him. 

Carter turned to see a tall thin man with extremely black eyes sitting on the end of the bed and smiling at him.  "Who are you and how did you get in here?" Carter demanded.

"I am a good friend of your wife's and an even better friend to her sister, Amara.  I have been watching you fuck up your relationship with Georgia for some time and I thought perhaps you would like my help in getting her back?  You did just say that you would do anything to get back in her good graces, did you not?"

"You still have not told me how you got in here and how you know what I am thinking?"

"Are those things really as important as how I might be able to help you?"

"You said that Georgia could no longer read my thoughts, why not?"

"She decided that she did not want to force you to be her slave.  Don't misunderstand me, she still wants you as her slave, she just wants you to willingly submit.  You had that choice today with the chastity device and you chose wrong, so now you will have to convince her that you have had a change of mind."

"How am I going to do that if she is not here?"

"Think about the things that she really wants you to become.  She does not have to be here for you to submit to her will does she?"

"How will I know what she wants if she doesn't tell me?"

"Now you are just making excuses," Luther declared.  "You know she wants you in chastity and it just so happens that I brought the perfect cage for you.  But before you can put it on you need to get rid of all your body hair except what is on your head."  And Luther held up the metal chastity device that Carter did not believe would actually fit him.  "Now are you going to keep bitching and moaning about Georgia not being here or are you going to do what you are told so that you can get her back?"

"Let's say that I want your help, what is in this for you?"

"I don't want you to get the wrong idea, I don't give a flying fuck about you," Luther told him.  "I do however love to fuck your wife.  She is so tight and so hot and so passionate.  If she has you as her slave to do all the mundane things she would normally have to do, she will have a lot more time for more interesting things."

Carter's temper began to rise.  "You filthy son of a bitch.  You come here pretending to want to help me get Georgia back and then tell me it is so she will have more time to fuck you.  Get the hell out of my house."

"As you wish, but you won't get you wife back by pretending to be a man.  She can get all the men she wants.  In fact, I imagine she has one between her legs right now.  Your only hope is to show her that you can be a good cuckold slave that is willing to keep the house clean and neat so that when she brings a real man home she will be proud of the place."  And as quickly as he had appeared he was gone.

The emptiness was so all-consuming that all Carter could do was to slump down onto the floor, curl up into a ball and let the tears begin to flow.  And even that made him feel guilty as he remembered Georgia telling him how much she would enjoy seeing his tears and here he was crying his eyes out without her here to watch.

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Erotic Novel Giveaway Day 23

Friday Night Shopping

Georgia thought that Carter would deliberately forget to put the address into her GPS system so she went out early to check.  But much to her surprise, he had done exactly as he was told.  She checked to see how long it would take to get there and then allowed a half hour extra for evening traffic.  She figured if she did get there early she might have a chance to talk with the clerk or salesperson and set them up to help humiliate her husband a little bit.

Traffic was nowhere near as bad as she imagined and so she arrived 40 minutes early instead of 30.  She was a little surprised that the location was not just some run of the mill adult bookstore that sold novelties.  But this was not the case.  The sign in the window said "Leather and Lace, restraints and bondage gear," and looked like a fairly upscale establishment.  Georgia made her way to the door and carefully stepped inside.  She saw racks lining the walls with all kind of bondage equipment, whips, paddles and metal rings.  She was slowly making her way around the room admiring some of the toys when she heard a voice from behind.

"May I help you, madam?  I own this establishment.  My name is Charles."

"Yes, Charles, my name is Georgia.  I am meeting my husband here to have him fitted for a chastity device and I was just admiring your leather work.  You are a real artist."

"Are you a connoisseur of leather goods, ma-am?"

"No, not at all.  In fact, I am quite new to the whole idea of dominance and discipline.  I do have a cheap riding crop that I got a chance to use last night but it is nothing like your whips.  But why don't you tell me a little about male chastity.  I imagine there are a variety of different types and sizes."

"You bet but I only carry the best.  A lot of wives, just want to play with the idea and they go and get a cheap plastic model, which their husband's just slip right out of when they aren't looking.  Is that the kind of thing you are looking for?"

"Absolutely not.  My husband may have that in his mind but I want something that is impossible for him to remove unless I open the lock.  And he doesn't know it yet but I am not going to unlock it very often.  And I have to tell you, he has a really small penis so I hope you have something small enough."

"That will not be a problem.  Occasionally I get a mother in here that wants something for her young son, so I have to keep extra small sizes on hand."

"Wow, I had no idea.  If I had children perhaps I would be thinking the same thing.  Tell me about the different types and how they work."

"Well, most of them all work on the same principle.  They have a large wide ring that goes behind the cock and balls.  It has rods sticking out towards the front.  Then either a system of joined rings attach to that or a metal tube that is bent so that the male has to sit down to urinate.  I like the tube idea better than the rings and the tubes come with or without spikes."

"Ooh I love the sound of spikes, tell me more?"

"The tube is just a little bigger around than his cock when it is completely flaccid and just slightly longer.  The tip is covered with little short needles that do not touch him when he is flaccid.  But as soon as he starts to get erect his cock expands and lengthens and the needles bite into his tender flesh.  This is ideal for training him not to get an erection or to punish him if he does."

"And how does it lock on him?"

"Some have small padlocks but they are not as secure as you might like.  Anyone with a set of bolt cutter could snip the lock and take the device off.  However, my best model has the lock built into the base.  The outer ring actually fits over the inner ring and when the key is turned spokes come out and secure the rings together.  There is no way to remove it without a key.  It comes with two keys so one of them should be put where it can never be lost, perhaps in a bank vault.  The other can be hung around your neck to taunt him with if you so choose."

"Oh look, here he is now.  How long will it take to get him fitted?"

"Not long.  First I will measure him when he is hard and then when he is soft and put the correct size device on him."

Carter came up and Georgia introduced him to the shop owner.  "Charles this is Carter my husband slave."

Charles did not shake Carter's hand.  He just motioned for Carter to follow him into the back.  But Carter just stood there looking at his wife.  "Come now, other customers may be entering at any time and I don't want to spend all night with you."

"Yes, well you can spend as much time as you want with your other customers.  I have decided not to go through with this lunacy."

"You have have you?"  Georgia asked with venom in her voice.  She edged closer to her husband so that she could reach out and touch him.

Carter cringed a little as he saw the look on her face but he refused to look down or away.  He had spent the better part of the day agonizing over this decision and he could not back down now.  "I lost my mind for a little while last night but now I understand what it would mean for me to allow you to put me in chastity.  Once that lock goes on, I would be totally at your mercy and from what I have seen you don't have too much mercy."

Georgia reached out slowly and put her hands on each side of his face as if to give him a gentle caress.  Then quicker than a snake, she drew her right hand back and delivered a hard slap to the left side of his face.  Because the other hand was still in position his head could not move to the side with the blow and he saw stars in his vision for a few seconds.  And then another slap landed harder than the first.  Carter finally got his hands up to protect his face but Georgia was already walking towards the door.  Carter hung his head in shame and humiliation as the shopkeeper stood looking at him.

"You really fucked that up didn't you wimp?"

As Charles started to walk away, Carter shot back to him.  "What do you know about it?  Sure you make these torture devices but do you wear one?"

Charles stopped and turned back towards him.  "If I had a woman even half as hot as Georgia, I would gladly lock myself in chastity for the rest of my life just to be able to worship her boots.  Doing what you are told is the only way that you can be close to that woman.  Is an orgasm worth not being able to serve her?  Ah, hell, I can see you don't get it.  Get the fuck out of my store.  I can't stand the sight of you."

And so with his head hung down, Carter did as the man directed.  Carter knew that the man was right.  No matter how afraid he was of becoming under the total control of his wife, he knew it was what he wanted more than anything else in the world.  But he just could not willingly walk into that trap.  If Georgia really wanted him as her slave she would have to capture and enslave him without his willing cooperation.

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