Communication · Part 1

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It was three weeks ago since he had found Lisa in bed with another man. Mark and Lisa had been married 8 years when it happened, they both thought the other was happy and that there were no issues between them. When he finally decided to speak with her about it Lisa begged him for another chance, she did love him but she had always had secret yearnings that she had been afraid to share with him. Mark loved Lisa whole heartedly and would have done anything for her to keep her happy, but this he hadn’t expected. They talked for hours and Mark finally got the idea that her lover had done things for her and to her that he had never done, he was even more furious about Lisa’s affair when he found out the things she wanted was things he shared her interest in but would never bring up to her. She swore she would do anything to prove her love to him all he had to do was ask.

During the next few days Mark thought about it and came up with an idea. Arriving home he showed Lisa a picture he had found on the internet of a woman wearing a chastity belt, this belt had shields covering her pussy and ass, the thigh belts were thick and chained together. The top was the best part, having two steel domes that would cover her breasts completely and held on the wearer’s body by two wide steel straps that wrapped around the upper back to the top of the domes with another running from the bottom of the domes around the lower back. Both straps were connected to a wide steel collar by heavy chains, more chains also connected the bra straps to the chastity belt.

The manufacturer said the design forced the wearer to keep her body stiffly erect and in perfect posture. In the picture the model was also wearing a very severe corset so when Lisa saw the picture she assumed he meant the whole set and she got very excited about the fact that he was starting to show interest in her fascination with fetish attire and even bondage with the chastity belt. Marks proposal was to prove she loved him she would wear the belt for one year, once locked into it would not be removed for any reason and she would service him whenever he wanted with her mouth.

She wanted to say yes right away but he added, "I will not have the keys, they will be sent away to a place that will hold the package until the delivery date one year after it’s sent to them". She had already thought she could convince him to free her early but if he wasn’t going to have the key than she wasn’t so sure now.

Lisa told him how much she loved him and would agree to this if he promised he would never bring up the subject again after the year passed. Mark agreed and gave Lisa the company’s info and told her she would have to order it and pay for it with herself. The next morning she was on the phone giving the people her measurements and asking them where she could get the corset in the picture. The representative checked with someone and came back and told her where she could get the corset but told her she would need to be able to lace down smaller than the belt to be able to wear it. At least down to 16 inches so the belt would fit over it with the dimensions she had given.

She thought about it and had already been told it would be several weeks until the belt would be ready and thought she could get to the size by then. Agreeing she paid for the belt and quickly found a shop in town that sold corsets and went to visit them. What Lisa didn’t know was Mark had called the chastity belt company before she had been told to and had them call him when she ordered the belt. When Mark was told about the corset question he asked if he could change the order and gave them new instructions on how to build her new belt. Arriving home he found Lisa walking around the house in only her new corset and high heeled pumps.

She excitedly told him about ordering the belt and decided to get used to the compression by getting the corset. Mark was aroused by her purchase and turned her around to see the back, it was still open by three inches and had not been properly laced. Mark said, "If you want to wear this then you will have to wear it correctly", and began pulling on the laces.

Lisa had already been having problems breathing before but when Mark said ok, now it’s properly laced, and tied the laces behind her back she was gasping for air. The corset was a 17 inch waist and her normal waist was 23 inches, she had planned to work her way down to 17 slowly over the next few weeks but she was now pulled tightly in to it and when Mark said now let’s eat dinner she knew she was in it for the duration of the night. As she adjusted her breathing she was thinking I just need to make it through the night and when he leaves for work tomorrow I’ll loosen it.

Mark was enjoying watching her heaving chest and the way the corset forced her to walk and especially liked the way it made her sit. With his cock bulging he ate dinner across from his beautiful wife who was constantly shifting her compressed body trying to find a comfortable position. While they ate, Lisa told him where she had gotten the corset and was thinking about getting another one.

When they finished Mark said lets go shopping for one now, knowing the shop she had gone to didn’t close until midnight. She was surprised and delighted that he wanted to go and quickly rushed to the bedroom to get dressed, he walked in behind her and picked out a really light summer dress and handed it to her, "Wear this" she took it and got a slip to put under the very thin material when he said, "Just this" as he handed her the dress again. She wasn’t sure about the thin dress but she got aroused by the thought of wearing it and nothing else so she slipped it over her head, "Shoes?" she asked.

"Wear what you have on" She looked at the pumps and thought they didn’t really go with the dress but if that’s what he wants ok. They went to the car and she wiggled her way into the seat, the corset forcing her to lean the seat back just so she could catch her breath, soon they were at the small fetish shop. When they entered the bright lights made her very self-conscious of the dress being that anyone could see right through it but just followed him around as he looked at different items.

She was getting very turned on as she watched him inspect several interesting items before putting them back and walking on. She stopped and was eyeing a pair of ballet boots wondering if someone could actually walk in them when he came up and said try these on and handed her a pair of six inch high heels. She smiled and slid them on her feet and wrapped the straps around her ankles, the tight corset making bending very difficult but she soon had them on, standing in them she wiggled a bit then he said, "Walk around and see how they feel." She wobbled a little at first but soon had gotten used to the extreme height of them and the severe pressure the high arch put on her toes.

He came up behind her and fiddled with her ankle straps a moment then told her to go to the dressing room and take the dress off. She obeyed and was impressed that he could command her so well and was starting to think that maybe getting caught was the best thing. He opened the curtain and showed her a corset that looked very severe, it was made of leather and looked like it would cover her from armpits to her knees and said, "What do you think?" She stared at it and said, "If that’s what you would like for me to wear, I think it’s amazing!" He turned around and hung the corset outside the room and handed her two leather dresses and two latex dresses, all of them were very long and one of each had long sleeves with attached gloves, "Try these on, I’ll help with the laces when you are ready." He walked back out of the room and left her to get dressed.

She wiggled her way into the first leather dress, this one fit her tight from her ankles to her neck, it forced her thighs tightly together and only allowed small steps, she could not get the zipper to close so she called for him and as he squeezed her slightly he was able to pull the zipper up to the collar. He told her to walk around the room and watched her move carefully in her heels shuffling in circles taking tiny steps, the dress fit her like a second skin and stretched and creaked with each movement, Lisa could see by his erection he liked what he saw as her told her "ok next one" and left the room. She peeled the leather from her body hoping he would buy it for her and started squeezing herself into the latex dress with the gloves.

He walked in as she was fighting the thick latex trying to get her arms through the sleeves and into the gloves, he helped her by pulling the dress up and soon she could feel the latex getting tighter as he pulled the short zipper up the high neck. This dress pulled on her whole body much tighter than the leather one did and the high neck pulled in tightly around her throat. She could feel the collar restricting her blood flow and flexed her neck as far as she could several times until she stopped hearing her heart beat in her ears. Even though the dress was tighter she could take bigger steps because of the stretch it had but still was forced to only a few inches at a time.

He watched her walk around in the tight latex and said ok, that’s enough for tonight and turned and walked out. She looked for the dress she had worn in before starting to try and get out of the latex but could not find it, she reached back for the zipper and with her latex covered hands could not manipulate it and finally called for Mark. He came back in and asked what’s the problem and she smiled and said, "I can’t get the zipper down" holding up her gloved hands, he turned her away from him and she heard a click and he said, "Come on lets go" and walked out.

Shocked she stood for a moment before turning to see her back and found he had locked the zipper to its post and she could not unzip the dress. She shuffled her way to the front counter looking around to see if anyone could see her before saying, " I can’t wear this out, someone will see me." "It’s either that or go naked!" Mark said as he gathered up their purchases and walked to the door. She was standing in six inch heels with a corset that had been laced extremely tight and on top of those she had a transparent red latex dress on that limited her steps to just a few inches and showed her encased body being pulled in all over and also showed that she was wearing no other clothes other than the corset underneath.

She blushed at the salesman behind the counter as Mark walked out the front door, she hurried as best she could to catch up to Mark moving her steeply arched feet very quickly. As she struggled to catch up to him she wished they had parked closer to the store as she was beginning to get hot from her exertions as well as from the hot summer night air and could feel the sweat beginning to run down her body inside the quickly fogging latex. She was getting mad at Mark because he wouldn’t slow down for her and said "If you don’t want to be seen with me like this why did you make me wear it out?" He responded by saying, "Hurry up, someone in your position does not have the right to ask someone in my position to accommodate them." Suddenly she felt warm all over as she knew he was taking his dominant role very seriously, she walked quicker but stayed behind him like a good sub should do.

He placed the bags into the trunk and when he was finished she stood near the driver’s door and opened it for him, never looking up at him as she closed the door and moving as quickly as she could to her side and getting in, he watched her wriggle in front of the car and his cock grew again from seeing her body sliding under the tight latex as she moved. As they drove home she asked if he liked her new clothes, he said, "They don’t make me unhappy, we will see if you can do the same." Arriving home he told her to get the bags from the trunk and went inside. She fought the latex and the corset bending over to reach the items in the trunk and was out of breath when she stood up straight again.

She wiggled her way into the house and found him already in bed as she put away the bags and forgetting the lock tried to unzip the dress. Finding it still locked on she went and sat down really enjoying the slippery latex moving on her body as she tried to remove the painful shoes finding locks on them as well, that’s what he was doing she thought, 'Well I guess I’m wearing it all to bed', as she lay down next to him and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning he woke her up and she could see he was already dressed for work, "You need to get up so we can get you cleaned up and dressed for the day." She put her feet on the floor and forced herself to get up, he unlocked the dress and shoes and helped her out of the clingy latex. She darted off to the bathroom and took care of business and came back out and breathed heavily as the corset was released.

"Go and shower and shave your body, do it quickly you don’t want to make me late." She obeyed and thirty minutes later she was clean shaven and waiting for him to dress her. He had the long corset waiting for her and wrapped it around her body and began tightening the laces. After the third pass she was breathless and gasping for air. As he put on some shoes she hadn’t seen him pick out he said, "One more pass and I think you will be good for today." She felt the steep angle of the shoes making her stand on her toes as he forced her feet into them and once again buckled and locked them on.

Moaning as he tightened the corset more, crushing her chest and forcing her thighs tightly together, he said, "Any more noise and you will be wearing a gag until I get home as well!" She quickly realized he was being serious and since she did not want to add to her restrictions yet so she quieted down and let him finish.

After giving her a few minutes to adjust to her body corset he slid a dress under her feet and began working it up her body, Lisa thought it was the leather dress she had tried on but as he forced her hands into the long sleeves and into the gloves she knew it was different. As she was inspecting the gloves she found out that the fingers were sewn together keeping her fingers held tightly together with only her thumbs free. While she had been looking at the gloves he was working on the lacing on the back of the heavy leather dress.

She could feel her feet being pulled closely together as her calves and thighs were crushed together, as he worked up her body she could feel the leather being pulled extremely tight across her chest and the strict high collar being pulled tightly around her neck. She gasped as her pulled the collar tight then began fiddling with something on her back and she could hear the clicks of small locks as he placed then at different locations down her back.

The collar was too tight but she did not want to make him mad again and have to wear a gag all day so she just tried to flex her head and neck finding out that the tight leather would not let her move them at all. She still was thinking she would remove everything once he left so she did not fight him at all when he placed a steel collar over the leather and matching wrist cuffs on each wrist locking each with a small key.

As he was leaving the room he said, "There is a list of things for you to have completed by the time I get home, do not forget about the web meeting you have for work today, I will be watching to make sure you attend." She was stunned and just stood for a moment before hearing the front door close and lock. Trying to take a step she found that if she wiggled her hips she could move a few inches at a time but that was it, the effort it took for her just to move a few feet made her head swim and she felt like she was going to pass out.

Learning to control her breathing as she walked in her extreme heels she went to her mirror and turned to see the seven locks he had placed through the posts holding the leather flap over the laces of the dress. She sighed knowing she would not be able to release the dress, corset or even her shoes. Slowly making it to the dining room table she sat down completely out of breath, she could only sit for a minute before the tight corset became too uncomfortable and completely cut her air off and made her stand again. She twisted and flexed her body but the corset limited even these moves and she became very frustrated by the restriction it placed on her body and her lack of mobility she had, as she rubbed her mitten hands over her dress trying to push something off succeeding in only frustrating herself more.

Seeing the list the he had left her and a large gag lying next to it. She read his note 'Get these things done or be punished, wear this as much as possible so you can get used to wearing one, enjoy'. She frumped and thought maybe she had created a monster, but did like him controlling her. She read what was to be done and regretted agreeing to do this, the list was more than she normally could do in a day when she could move freely, she didn’t think there was any way she could get it completed.

Lisa decided to get as much done before her meeting and see what happened and set off to do the dusting first. She grasped the duster with her bound fingers and moved slowly around the rooms until she had gotten everything she could reach dusted, her meeting was in 2 hours and she thought maybe she could get the vacuuming done before it started. Finishing up with the vacuum she was very tired and panting hard. She had been on the balls off her feet with her toes supporting her for five hours and even though the corset and dress were getting more comfortable she could still only take small steps and was constantly unable to catch her breath.

She went to the office and tried to sit but was still unable to so she bent her knees and knelt down at the desk, the pain from her knees being crushed harder together was slowly fading as she adjusted her camera so no one could see her dress and began to work while she waited for the meeting to start. Typing was difficult with her fingers sewn together but she managed to type with one finger and made a little progress, during the meeting she noticed his logon and knew he was watching. When her coworkers asked why she seemed so out of breath she said she wasn’t feeling well and they all apologized and signed off.

Shortly after the meeting he called and said, "Are you done with the chores yet?" "No, I don’t think I can get them finished in time, this dress and corset is making it very difficult to move around, Sir." Lisa said, adding the sir hopefully getting a sympathy response from him. "Well you better get moving, Oh I will be home a little late so that should help you get them done." Mark said as he listened to her panting in the phone. Mark hung up and Lisa was barely able to make herself stand back up.

She looked at the gag and her moist pussy got wetter as she wrapped the wide strap around her head and pushed the large ball in her mouth stretching it wider than ever before, buckling the strap was difficult but finally she had it tight, she did a few more things on the list before needing to rest and get a drink. While she took her tiny steps to the kitchen she tried to get the gag unbuckled and found without her fingers she could not pull the tang out of the leather strap to release the tension, she tried to pull in tighter so it would come out of the hole but all she managed to do was make the strap even tighter.

She whined around the gag as she fought for air and pulled on it for some time before giving up, exhausted from her struggles she returned to the bed room and straightened it up before lying down, grunting when she sat on the bed as the corset forced her backwards. Her exhaustion took over and soon she was sleeping, during her sleep she had dreams about being totally controlled and forever in his servitude and Mark giving her lessons about being the perfect slave.

She woke up horny and trying to get her hands to her aching pussy but could not. Looking at the clock she knew he would normally have been home by now and panicked because she did not have dinner even started nor did she have all of her chores done. She wrestled with the dress and corset to get to her feet and moved to the kitchen and started dinner, while it cooked she was able to c

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