Divine Chastity Clinic

Kip Johnson stands in Bella Rossi's Divine Chastity Clinic, cock already hard from thinking about what comes next. His lawyer told him the judge would go easy if he could prove self-control. Kip has never shown any. He touches himself in public, in women's shoe stores, in the lingerie section of every department store that sells it. The compulsion never stops. Bella watches him now. She fits the steel cage around his throbbing dick and locks it tight. His cock presses against the bars, leaking from the tip. Bella smiles, cruel and knowing. She grabs a riding crop and strikes his thighs when he tries to grind against the metal. The sting makes him gasp. She spreads his ass and drives her strap-on deep, fucking him while his trapped cock throbs uselessly in its cage. Every thrust forces another bead of precum through the bars. She pulls out, slaps his balls, makes him thank her for the pain. Kip begs. Bella laughs and slams back in, harder this time.