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 Email: wainscottinggotgot@tutanota.com
Tags: cheating, cuck, cuckold, humiliation, nosex, chastity
"Oh, honey, we've been over this.  You agreed to the terms.  I give
myself to each guy I'm with.  I'm his absolute slut.  But you're different,
sweetie; we're equals.  Partners." She looks at you with those big,
innocent eyes.  "Isn't that nice?  I love you.  You're special.  If you
were just some other guy, I'd let you fuck me and do whatever you want with

my body.  But you get to be special to me.  We're a team."

   "I understand that, I do.  I respect your choices.  But can't we agree
together to take that key from around your neck and unlock that chastity
belt you're wearing?"

   "Umm, I'm sorry, baby," she apologizes, biting her lip.  "I'll admit
things got carried away.  Once I told Him our arrangement, He locked me up
in this.  It felt so sexy and submissive.  He asked me if I'd make Him a
promise.  I was so carried away by arousal, I told Him I'd do anything He
asked.  He made me promise to never remove this key from my neck myself. 
To use it only when necessary to lock myself up after sex and immediately
replace it on my neck.  And also...to never let you use it."

   "Me! ...just me...and you...  so you mean...?"

   "Yeah!" she chimes in, all bubbly, "He was really nice about letting my
other fuck buddies use the key.  Or anyone else who wants to use me.  I'd
feel so conflicted if I had to disappoint them."

   "But not me?!"

   "Sugar, don't be like that.  You know I hate disappointing you.  But
that's not what I mean.  You're my boyfriend, not one of those guys I let
make me his fuck puppet for a few hours.  It's okay to say no to you. 
That's what makes us partners."

   "I guess I can't argue with that...  But this is ridiculous!  He'd never
know if we just..." you trail off, tracing a finger seductively down from
her cheek and tug at the key.

   She slaps your hand away, lightning fast.

   "No!" She shouts.  Anger flashes in her eyes, her face gravely serious.
"This is a test of trust.  I won't break a promise.  I might be a slut, but
my word is my bondage."

   see also at
http://impotentcollectionlove.tumblr.com/post/136169464050/oh-honey-weve-be
en-over-this-you-agreed-to