Handing Her My Key: Chastity Play and Public Humiliation

By Jessica Cockburn

Jess and Martin embark on a sexual exploration of power dynamics and bondage, with Jess taking control of Martin's pleasure and arousal. They engage in activities such as chastity play, anal play, BDSM, and public humiliation. As they navigate their desires and boundaries, their love for each other grows deeper.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jessica Cockburn
• Release date: Oct 5, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215946633

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Handing Her My Key

Chastity Play and Public Humiliation

Copyright 2023 Jessica Cockburn

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Table of Contents

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

About the Author

Connect with Jessica Cockburn

Prologue

Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

It all began with a letter. Jess discovered a letter in her mailbox, and upon opening it, she found a set of keys. Her fiancé lived a few towns away, and with their hectic work schedules and children, they couldn't always spend as much time together as they desired. Unfortunately, due to their busy lives, they knew they wouldn't be able to see each other for a full week. The thought of being apart for so long ignited a desire in Jess, prompting her to consider reaching for a special item in her nightstand.

Their intimate life had always been incredible, but recently, they had been delving into exploring each other's fantasies more deeply. It brought fulfillment on multiple levels. Jess had recently come across Martin's extensive collection of toys, particularly his fascination with BDSM. He had a wide array of restraints, ranging from ropes and handcuffs to metal spreader bars. Additionally, there were various other toys that could prove to be useful in their play. The vibrator and strap-on were frequently incorporated into their experiences. However, there was one item that piqued Jess's curiosity—an intriguing chastity cage. Their discussions about it had been limited, but Jess was diligent. She had researched its purpose and why some people found it appealing.

As she stared at the keys, she couldn't help but wonder if they belonged to the chastity cage currently confining Martin's manhood. Could he truly endure a week without release? And why would he willingly choose to do so? Biting her lip, Jess reached for her phone.

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The previous evening, Martin concocted a plan. His usual five-minute shower stretched into an indulgent 45-minute affair as he meticulously shaved around his groin, including his cock, testicles, and anus. The sight pleased him. Jess always kept her intimate area perfectly smooth, and he relished the sensation it provided when his hand or tongue made contact. Although uncertain of how she would respond, he hoped she would appreciate the gesture. More than anything, the act of shaving his pubic hair left Martin feeling submissive, and he resolved to allow this week to be one where he fully embraced that mindset.

Stepping out of the shower, he made his way to the toy collection. He intentionally tried to focus on work matters, attempting to suppress any arousal. Since acquiring the chastity cage, he had solely used it for sizing purposes. The idea of relinquishing control over his private parts to Jess excited him profoundly. However, there was a catch-22. Whenever he attempted to put on the cage, his thoughts would flicker towards her, causing an erection that hindered the process. According to the manufacturer, the cage boasted nearly indestructible bio-sourced resin. Its transparent design allowed Martin to witness what he couldn't touch. He gingerly threaded his testicles through the 1.5-inch diameter ring, then placed his penis inside the 1.75-inch-long tube. Normally six inches when erect, his manhood was significantly confined within the tube that would serve as his inescapable prison for the upcoming week.

With a deep breath, he locked the device and sealed the keys inside an envelope. He swiftly proceeded to carry out his plan before succumbing to doubt. Although nearing midnight, the overwhelming arousal within him made sleep an improbable prospect. He got into his car and drove the half-hour distance to Jess's house, well aware that she was fast asleep. This nocturnal rendezvous was an essential component of his plan. In-person discussion and the possibility of backing out would be far too great. Lowering his car windows and approaching her mailbox, Martin bid farewell to something he had always taken for granted. For the next week, at minimum, he would be unable to experience the touch of his own hands or find release. There was no guarantee that Jess would embrace this arrangement, but he suspected she might.

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Martin's phone illuminated as he concluded a morning budget meeting. Glancing at his watch, he noticed Jess's name displayed, but he decided to wait until he was alone in his office before reading her message. He wanted to avoid arousing suspicion with his colleagues. Why? he wondered.

Jess had contemplated for quite some time before sending the text. Her mind raced with unanswered questions. However, after a few minutes, she realized there was no reason for discomfort. She wasn't the one wearing the chastity cage, and its presence wouldn't affect her unless she desired it to. Resolving to make him squirm a little, she chose simplicity for her response: Why?

Is that all? He wondered. He had anticipated more inquiries or perhaps even outrage, but this response was so open-ended that it caught him off-guard and left him unsure of