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By Retsujou

It was all my fault really. I was given very specific orders and I couldn't even carry those off. Mistress caught me with my hand between my legs, stroking at the flesh that hadn't felt pleasure in a full month. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed relief.

Of course, just before I could cum, she opened the door to congratulate me on doing so well with my chastity. I was so ashamed, my hand sticky with lust, my chest heaving, and my whole body on that razor's edge before climax. She didn't say anything. She just turned around and closed the door, walking out of the room.

I didn't finish myself off, I just whimpered, feeling so guilty. I sat on my mattress, listening to the sound of her picking up the phone. I could hear some muffled speech, but nothing else. She sounded frustrated, which kind of surprised me, I expected her to be furious. She didn't return, and I didn't leave my room. I just went to bed and dreamed of the beatings I had received for breaking her confidence before.

As was my usual duty, I prepared Mistress's meal in the morning and brought it in to her. She smiled as I served her, admiring my naked body in a way I hadn't seen her do since the first night she took my virginity with her strap-on. Her look brought a shiver to my spine and an electric tingle through my sex.

"Sit down hon." Her voice was quiet and caring. I sat at the foot of the bed, smiling as she picked at her breakfast. She continued after a while. "I've decided that your luscious little body doesn't deserve orgasms anymore. You know this, and yet you still took your pleasure by your own hand last night."

I nodded quietly, starting to feel a slight tinge of fear.

"I called someone last night that is going to help put an end to your lusting. We are going to go in today and get you measured for a chastity device."

I nodded again, still quiet, not knowing what to think. She had me finish my chores, then called for me to put on my dress. I slipped into the silky one piece, shivering as I felt it on my otherwise unclad form. She led me to the car on a leash and then locked me in the backseat. I watched through the window as she drove, my eyes going wide as she drove onto the Chasti-Permalock Co. Campus.

The people inside were courteous and professional. They treated me like the property I was though, and left me feeling very stretched out after fitting the plugs. Mistress wanted me to have the vaginal and anal fittings. I felt like a horse had taken me. It was a touch embarrassing, but when it was over Mistress took me home and treated me with a bubble bath.

It took a couple days for the devices to arrive, but when they did, Mistress wasted no time opening them and dragging me to the living room to install them. I couldn't help but wince as Mistress fitted the first, clipping it into place along my labia and clit as the instructions told her. She then fitted the anal guardian and kissed my belly as she activated both.

I had heard on the infomercial that the devices were just a bit uncomfortable when they started working, and the stretching of my most intimate places did meet that bill, but instead of the pins and needles feeling I expected, I instead felt a warm tingle flow through my entire groin, like a passionate grope through and through. I couldn't help but moan, and that made Mistress giggle a little.

She undressed and made me service her with my tongue for what felt like hours. After washing her lusts from my face, she shackled me to my mattress and kissed me good night, leaving me to sleep as the plugs became one with my body. I didn't get much sleep though. The tingling and warmth just kept getting stronger all night.

By morning I felt like my groin was on fire. I had never been so horny in all my life. Mistress found me grinding my hips at the air as I tried to escape, tried to find some relief from the constant tingle and arousal. She just smiled and left me to adjust to my situation. Adjustment was not happening however. By lunchtime she rushed to my side, hearing me cry out, not in frustration, as it should have been, but in throes of climax.

Mistress looked very concerned, asking me what had happened, but I found it hard to
coherently inform her of my condition. I just kept bucking my hips as the tingling grew further within me, making my climax last for nearly an hour. The sensations never dwindled though. They just kept growing. Within another hour I was cumming again, my hips thrashing and my mind exploding with the sensations.

It just kept coming, one after another, climax after climax. I barely heard Mistress calling the company through my screams of pleasure. By the time Mistress managed to get me to the car, I was in near constant climax, my pelvis spasming over and over with the overload of sensations.

What happened after was all a blur, my mind definitely elsewhere as I was poked and probed. They would talk to me, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. I couldn't respond or even acknowledge.

After three days they finally let me take my pet home. They said there was nothing they could do, the nanites had bonded with her, and couldn't be altered. Somehow the devices were defective, and were doing exactly the opposite of what they were supposed to do. As the devices were permanent, there was no fixing it, and no taking it back. They offered their condolences and sent me home with my convulsing slave.

It took several weeks for her to calm down enough to act on her own. As any good owner would, I cared for her during the whole time. I was pleased when she started to respond to my commands, but it seems that that is all she can do now. Her eyes appear vacant and she never talks.

If I tell her to do something, she does so until I give her another command, and she does beautifully, never complaining or stalling. To add to things, her tongue is now inspired. The climaxes she brings me to are divine, her own never ending.

It's not what I expected, nor what I desired, but all in all, I must say. This customer is satisfied. Thanks Chasti-Permalock.