Locked in Grace by Ms_Bee

Locked in Grace by Ms_Bee

Experience the captivating tale of passion and desire in the Locked in Grace adult sex story. Follow along as two lovers explore the depths of their relationship in this steamy and unforgettable read.<br/>
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Your head is fuzzy and groggy from leftover dreamscapes, your eyes not quite wanting to come into focus, and your body is still heavy from being in a deep slumber. You feel the cold smoothness of the steel cage sliding over your cock. My hand and the steel ring that’s already around your balls, holding you firmly into place, as the two halves tightly snick closed. Before you can think to either move or to push me away, I have the small steel padlock already in place and snapped shut with a finality that begins to chase your brain fog away.

Your voice husky from sleep, you ask, “Grace?”

You see my satisfied smile in the dim light of the dawn that’s just beginning to peek through the hotel curtains. It’s my smile that brings everything into sudden sharp focus for you… The many nights of sharing your fantasy, while we were having sex, of you being locked in chastity as you watched me flirt, dance and have sex with other men.

You reach down and feel for yourself that you are, indeed, locked in a chastity cage. You turn your gaze downward and see the glint of metal where your cock once freely rested, and can no longer deny that this is not a dream, but it is your reality.

“Grace, this is a joke, right?” you ask me.

My smile widens for a moment, “No, darling, this isn’t a joke. You are now locked away until I decide otherwise.”

You watch in stunned silence as I thread a delicate silver chain through the small key and place it around my neck to rest between my perky, full breasts.

“Wait. What are you saying, Gracie?”

You watch as I flip my long blonde hair back behind my shoulder, with my slender hand, the chain with its small silver key, the only thing on my gloriously naked body. You’re starting to feel the steel of the cage beginning to squeeze against your erection.

“What I’m saying is, no more talk, beta male. You will stay locked in chastity for the rest of the weekend. If, after we return from your high school reunion tonight, and I bring back the hottest guy there to fuck me while you watch, and you don’t find yourself not only enjoying it, but already craving the next time; I’ll unlock you on Sunday morning, and we’ll chalk it up to an adventure and nothing more.” I tell you as I stand, the pale sunlight, skimming across my generous curves. “I’m getting dressed to go down to the hotel gym for a workout. Go back to sleep, if you can. I’ll be back in an hour and a half for a shower. I’ll see you then. Love you,” I tell you as I walk towards the bathroom and shut the door behind me.

You feel your heart pumping in your chest so hard it vibrates your rib cage. Your cock is also thumping along in time with it, which causes the metal cage to squeeze tighter. More blood pumps into your cock at the thought of me bringing someone back to the room to fuck me later tonight. You feel torn for a moment, I wasn’t doing this just for you, was I? You stood up and walked to the bathroom, the weight of the cock cage unfamiliar, as you softly knocked on the door, “Grace, talk to me for a moment, please. Would you please open the door?”

I opened the door a moment later, dressed in a bright blue sports bra, a black and blue tank top, black leggings and my black tennis shoes. My long hair is up in a high ponytail, teeth freshly brushed and face freshly washed, “Yes, cuck?” I ask you once the door is opened.

I see your eyes glass over for a few seconds before you ask, “Grace, you’re not doing this for only my benefit, right? Please, I need to know that you’re going into this because you believe it’s the way things should be or, at least, you’re willing to be open to the idea.”

“Oh, I’m very much onboard with giving this a real try. No, not just for you, but mostly for myself. You’re a decent enough lover, but after hearing you tell me how there’s so much better out there for me to explore and discover, I’ve decided that that’s exactly what I’m going to do. Now, move, so I can get to the gym before it gets busy. I’ll see you when I get back,” I tell you in no uncertain terms.

You step aside and allow me to pass without further argument. The last thing that you see before the hotel door swings shut behind me, is my perfect ass, with just the right amount of jiggle, and the flash of my white blonde ponytail, like a signal to give chase. One that’s buried deep in your subconscious, but that comes suddenly roaring towards the surface. You feel the squeezing of your cage against your hardening cock, once more. You’re starting to get the feeling that that squeezing sensation is something you’ll be feeling a lot of from now on. That is, if everything works out the way you’re hoping it will.

For now, you need to take a piss and get in the shower. Looking down at the cage that has your cock securely locked inside of it, you come to realize how complicated some things have already become due to this fantasy. You have faith that you and I have what it takes to navigate any difficult or rough waters, however.

After you shower, you come to find that your cock cage is noticeable in just about every pair of shorts you brought with you to Phoenix. One exception being your khaki shorts, so you pull those on and a navy colored t-shirt that I say shows off your well-defined shoulders. Slipping your shoes on, you start your way down to the dining area to grab some breakfast. Even though you know that no one else would be able to notice that you’re wearing a cage, you can’t help the feeling that it’s a flashing red light for everyone to see. You feel very self-conscious as you make your way through the crowded room. You make yourself a plate with scrambled eggs, a biscuit with white gravy, fresh mixed melons, and a cup of coffee, and you sit down to eat.

As you throw your trash away, you grab an orange, a cup of yogurt and an apple juice to take back to the room for me after my workout.

Letting yourself into the room with the key card, you hear the shower going and yell that you’re back. After putting everything in the mini fridge, you flop down on the bed to flip through the channels on the television while you wait for me to finish my shower. You think you hear me say something, so turn down the television to ask what I said. Just then, the bathroom door opens with steam rolling out through the door preceding the appearance of me with laughter evident on my face, wrapped in a tiny hotel towel. Right behind me is a guy that I’m leading by the hand, a good foot taller than me, with a towel loosely tucked around his waist.

You stand up quickly, automatically on the defensive, before what your eyes saw, actually computes inside your brain. The smile on my face, that I’m holding the man’s hand, and the obvious fact that I just showered with him, all seemed to slam into you at once. Your knees give out, and you sit back down on the bed, your teeth slightly clicking together.

I noticed the motion of you out the corner of my eye as I exit the bathroom with Clint in tow behind me, “Oh, wonderful! My cuck is already here, so we’re not going to have to wait, after all. Clint, this is cuck. Cuck this is Clint. Cuck, no sitting on the bed for you. You can pull one of those armchairs over beside the dresser and watch from there. Understood?”

I watch the stunned look on your face, as your mouth opens, then closes, before you stand up and move to do as I’ve instructed. A thrill of excitement warms my belly as I watch you move the chair, then turn to look at me and say, “Yes, Ma’am,” before sitting down once more. I see you mouth the words “love you” to me, before you sit back to see what I will do next.

Shooting you a sexy little smile, I turn my complete attention to Clint. As I’ve just taken a shower with him, I know what he’s packing, as far as cock size goes. I might feel a little intimidated by his size, but I know that it’s exactly what will drive you crazy.

Dropping my towel as I walk towards the bed, and looking over my shoulder, I ask Clint, “Are you ready to show me what you can do with that huge cock of yours?” I reach into the bedside drawer and pull out a bottle of lube and a condom for Clint.

“Fuck, yeah,” was Clint’s enthusiastic reply. He seemed completely enamored of me when we met down in the hotel gym. I’d told him about you being locked in chastity while I was free to fuck who I wanted, which he thought that was hot as fuck. Plus, he seemed to enjoy the look of my tight little body that’s curved in all the right places.

You watch from your chair as the younger, dark haired man comes up behind me and cups my breasts, to pluck at my nipples, as he nibbles along my neck. You see me stretch my arms over my head to reach around his neck as my head falls to the side so he has better access. The sight brings you a heady mixture of arousal, excitement, and yearning with a tiny bit of jealousy, but also the feeling of wanting me to really enjoy myself above all else.

I turn around and pull the towel from Clint’s waist and take his large cock into my hands. The velvet softness that hardens immediately to my touch. I sit at the side of the bed, giving you a good view, as I take his cock into my mouth. “Mmmmm…,” I purr at the taste of him on my tongue, which sends the sensation of vibration straight to Clint’s cock, causing his eyes to roll back in his head. You feel for the guy. You know how amazing I am at giving head. And seeing my affect over this guy is a crazy hot turn on for you. Shifting in the chair, doing your best to ease the squeezing your cock is taking as I begin deep throating the guy.

“Fuck, yes… that’s some good cocksucking,” Clint grits out between his teeth, as he gathered my hair in his hands and uses it as leverage as he begins to fuck my mouth.