BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR WITH YOUR CHASTITY FANTASIES - THEY MIGHT COME TRUE [SHORT STORY] [PATREON EMERALD+ EXCLUSIVE] (Patreon)

I knew it. I just knew she’d play it like this.

Nine days before our anniversary and out of nowhere she brings up locking me in a cage -something we’d fantasized about over a year ago. I had to admit, she had a memory like no one else… but it also felt suspiciously well-timed. Lately I hadn’t been getting as hard as I used to, and knowing her, she probably just wanted to make sure that after our anniversary dinner, she could have her fuck me right without any interruptions. And of course she insisted on planning the entire date this year. Dinner and whatever came after.

God, she’s incredible. I’ve dated goth girls before and they always had some twisted ideas… but she? She was something else entirely. There was no way I was ever letting her go.

Those nine days were pure torture. A constant mix of unbearable arousal and total denial. It wasn’t even about not being able to touch myself - it was the fact that my biggest fantasy had suddenly become real, without warning. I was thrilled she’d finally locked me up… and at the same time, I was so wound up it felt like the metal edges of the cage were biting into me.

I wanted to repay her so badly… I hadn’t felt this alive in ages. I would’ve eaten her out 24/7 if I could. Thankfully, only two hours left until our date. Finally, we’d cash in all that tension built up over nine long days...

(Two hours later - a high-end restaurant)

Her: That was amazing. And the wine? Absolutely divine. I usually stop at two glasses, but tonight… well, that handsome waiter kept convincing me. Five just slipped by.

Me: I’m glad you enjoyed it baby. Let’s get going. You look insanely sexy… and that key hanging from your neck? I swear I’ve been tapping the cage against the table this whole time. The moment we’re home, I’m all over you.

Her (laughing): That was kind of the point. You know I love fulfilling your fantasies. But I like doing it my way - when you least expect it, when it feels natural. Oh, and we’re not done yet. You forgot about the after part?

Me: Honestly, this dinner and all the teasing is already overwhelming… what else did you plan?

Her: Let's go pretty boy...

(~30 minutes later - cinema, screening room #8)

Me: There’s… no one here. What did you do?

Her (smiling): Me? Nothing. This is all coming from your own imagination. I’m just bringing it to life.

And then it hit me.

At the very start of our relationship, she once asked me what the kinkiest gift I could imagine would be. Most people would say a dungeon session, a sex vacation… something like that.

But me?

I said I wanted to watch a full-length porn movie starring my own partner.

My knees went weak.

Did she really…? Had she spent the past weeks fucking other people just to record it for me? To make me watch it while locked in chastity?

Fuck. I wasn’t ready for this...

I sat there, shaking. Completely soft, caught somewhere between fear and overwhelming anticipation. Minutes passed. She moved closer, practically sitting on me now, whispering in my ear, kissing my neck, telling me to get ready for the most intense experience of my life.

The screen lit up.

Logos appeared - sponsors. I blinked in confusion and she giggled, whispering that it was just for style. Then came an intro straight out of old-school Playboy… followed by quick previews of what was coming next.

And then - small relief.

No men. Only women.

Titles flashed across the screen:

“Poolside drinks and a glass toy friend”“Lesbian unicorn rides”“Extreme German sex shop toy testing”“Bare besties”“Whores in Paris”

And more… way more than I could even process.

What followed was insanity.

There I was: locked, helpless, while the hottest woman I knew teased me nonstop with her touch, her lips, her voice… and on a massive screen, she was living out every fantasy imaginable.

On a huge 15-meter screen I saw her putting strapons on wooden rocking horses together with her friend and riding them while discussing their recent play with partners. Or that solo toy scene, my god… what even was that - some kind of moving anal octopuses, a metal pussy spreader that connected to the anus… I was in shock. The scenes with her friends were a total trip too - sure, sometimes one of them would join for a threesome, but this time I think I saw all of her besties naked and actually in action.

I’d never felt anything like it.

Not even close.

And just when I thought it couldn’t get better:

At the end, she handed me a DVD.

My own copy.

Her (whispering): If you stay locked until the end of the month… I’ll give you part two.

April 7th.

Over twenty days left.

Twenty days of licking her perfect pussy. Of serving her. Of making sure she has all the time in the world to keep filming…

God.

I love her.