Bob and Sally
- Chastilock 2000
- A Day at the Office
- Jessica’s Ruined Orgasms
- Top Secret
- Second Time Lucky
- A New Prenuptual
- Kidnapped
- Maruko’s Conspiracy
- Victim
- Chasti-Permalock R&D Report
- A Fantasy Best Left Alone
- A Most Contagious Fantasy
- Chastilock Bodyform
- The Black Button
- Last Will and Testimony
- First night forever.
- A Mislaid Trap
- Every Dog Has Her Day
- One Woman’s Bliss
- Testimonial
- Bob and Sally
- The Substitute Wife
- Satisfaction Guaranteed
- When Life Gets Boring
- Life on Display
- Women of Chasti-Permalock
- Special Order
- Muffy-Vac Story
- The Record
- Statue
- From Dom to Sub
- A Chasti-Permalock Twist
- The New Girl
- Maria The Mannequin – Part 1
- Maria – The Mannequin part 2
- Maria & Her Lover
- Saving Maria
- Happy Christmas Darling
- The Chasti-Permalock
I wish to emphasize that I did not write this, it was on SweetChastity.com and has since vanished. I am posting it here to preserve this story. Please do not credit me at all for this story.
Bob and Sally
By Ortholovr
Bob and Sally are in their mid-20′s and live in a nice home in Galveston, Texas. Bob owns an import business and occasionally travels for several weeks. A couple of months ago, Sally’s dentist suggested that she get ceramic braces to clear up some poor alignment and prevent future problems. Bob has been gone for three weeks on a business trip.
Sally calls Bob’s cell phone, “Bob, I went to the orthodontist today for my tightening and he set up an emergency appointment for tomorrow. He said that my teeth have gotten seriously out of alignment. I said ‘How can this be, I have braces on?’ To which he replied that he’d never seen anything like it. He had to cancel all of his appointments tomorrow morning.” Sally starts crying.
“What are they going to do?”, asks Bob.
“He told me that he would tell me tomorrow, but I told him that I had to know. Then he told me that it looked like I would need to get bands on ever tooth, an extra wide archwire, and a couple of other devices.”
“Sally, let me arrange the lear jet to take me back. I will see you tomorrow night.”
“Bob, I am in so much pain and I am afraid to be seen in public. Look at me, I am scary!!” Sally pulls her lips back in a kind of grimmace. Bob’s heart nearly stops. Sally’s mouth looks like a pair of highway guard rails. She has large bands on every single tooth; barely any enamel shows. She has the largest archwire that he has ever seen. He reaches up to touch the brackets and finds that they are sharp and huge. Each bracket has a wire twisted around it and there is a heavy duty power chain strung along all of the brackets. He notices something on each side. He knows what they are, but feigns ignorance. “What are those?”
“They are called Herbsts. They push the lower jaw forward. Not only did my teeth move all around, but my lower teeth shifted back.”
Bob notices a heavy lisp in her speech. “Are the herbsts painful?”
“No, what is most painful is this”, says Sally as she open her mouth and shows him her palate. She has a large device in the roof of her mouth, which Bob knows is to split the palate. He has very mixed feelings – an erection and some heavy guilt.
“What is that?”
“It is called a palate splitter. Somehow the teeth moved inward. He may need to put something similar on the lower teeth. He gave me a key and turned it today and it was extremely painful, and it still feels like someone drove a wedge in there.”
“Honey, I am so sorry.”
“Yeah, and there is nothing that I can do except take ibuprofen and if it gets really bad, he gave me some percoset.”
“Have you taken any?”
“No, I was afraid that it would put me to sleep and I wanted to see you.”
“I’m glad you waited up for me.”, says Bob.
“The ortho said that there is rumor that Chastilock corporation makes some nanites which can move teeth out of position. He said that men purchase them because they like to see their wives in braces every few years. I told him he was crazy, that you would never do something like that. He also said that no case has been documented to cause this kind of deterioriation, that once the braces are installed that the nanites go dormant for a certain number of years.”
“Honey, I have something to tell you.”
“Oh my god, you didn’t, did you? How could you?! I’ve got to go. Got to leave here.”
“Honey, you can go after we talk for a minute, there are couple of things that you have to know or this is going to get worse.”
“Worse?! How could it get worse?!”
“Sit down, let me tell you.”
Sally sits down and Bob sits next to her. He takes her hand, and she tries to take it back, but he holds on firmly.”
“Honey, I do like braces, and I thought that you would look great in some ceramic braces for a year every 15 years or so.”
Sally’s eyes widen and she starts crying.
Bob continues, “But I had not intention for it to come to this. One reason that we have nice things is that I import and export things for the Chastilock corporation which you mentioned earlier. They told me about this new development of theirs and I asked a lot of questions and gave you the nanites in a drink about 6 months before you needed to get braces. I called them up yesterday to ask what was going on and they explained that they had messed up. There are three main varieties of this particular nanite. The first is the one that I selected. It is called the ‘braces fetish’ model and is supposed to make you need braces every so often. Once you get them, the nanites go dormant until about 2 years before you will need braces again. None of the nanites are reversible, they are permanent. The second variety is called ‘insured fidelity’. It insures that if you ever have oral sex with another man, then you will need serious braces every five years for 3 years until you go back to your husband. The third choice is the ‘oral performance’ version which requires you to give oral sex to your husband occasionally or your teeth will move out of position and require heavy duty braces. In some cases, the teeth fall out, leaving you toothless and requiring dentures. Implants won’t work.”
“Oh my god. I didn’t have oral sex with anyone, so did I get the ‘oral performance’ kind?”
“They said that the technician accidentally selected the OP option. They said that luckily they coded it to me or you would start losing teeth soon. They know it is coded to me or you have had this happen much sooner, and not during an extended trip.”
“What do you mean ‘coded’?”
“The nanites sample the DNA of the sperm and do a match.”
“So they used the correct DNA?”
“Yes, or this would have happened earlier”
“We don’t have oral sex that often, so why didn’t this happen sooner?”
“Chastilock tells me that your nanites were configured so that the first 3 months of braces, oral sex is required once a month. Months three through six, once every two weeks. After month 6, three times a week until the teeth are straight and the braces come off. Then it goes back to once per week until you get braces the second time, when it goes back to three times per week. This makes sure that the braces fetish spouse gets what they want. This version requires the consent of the spouse. Also, your nanites are configured to need braces for one year every three years. You didn’t consent, so they screwed up.”
“Wait. I have to give you oral sex or this is going to get worse?”
“They told me that after you give me oral sex ten times, that the pressure on your teeth will relax and the braces can do their thing. Since it got to this point, you have to give me oral sex every day to keep the nanites dormant until your teeth are straight and these braces come off.”
“What if you just jack off and let me drink your sperm?”
“That won’t work. They tell me that the nanites can tell when my penis is inserted. It has to be present and ejaculate for this to count.”
“What about if you go on a trip again?”
“They said that there is a formula that has a lot of variables, but basically if I am to leave for a month, then you are to swish some of my sperm around in your mouth every day. After that month, my penis has to be in your mouth twice a day for two weeks and then everything resets. They have a whole set of scenarios they were going to fedex.”
“You did get a by some personal courier today, maybe that is it.”
“Probably. They were also going to send some capsules that would numb you but not put you to sleep. This drug also lowers your inhibitions and sexually stimulates you. They thought this would help get you the first ten.”
“Sounds like my only choice. I am not real happy about this, but it sounds like we have no choice. I am going to make you pay for this somehow. What if the ortho finds out? Will you go to jail?” “Chastilock informs me that the nanites can detect when blood is being extracted or when a tissue sample is being taken. They self destruct. Others lurk in other parts of the body and replace the lost ones when necessary.”
“Damn, those are some smart engineers.”
“Yes, I am afraid they sound a bit too smart.”
“Well, let’s get those pills.”
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