I know, I know, but…

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.

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First night forever
By DX

Roberta checked her appearance in the hall mirror. She made sure her little cap was properly pinned to her hair, and that her mascara had not smudged. Mistress was a stickler for appearance. Roberta looked closely at the sparkling chrome brank that was bolted onto her lower face, checking for smudges. It was seamless and perfectly sealed her mouth.

She tugged on the way to short skirt, pulling the wrinkles out of her black latex maid’s uniform and almost causing her heavy breasts to pop out of the already strained corset. As she did, her eyes couldn’t help but look at the steel plate that obscured her genitalis. A flawless chastity device. Permanent and complete. Her hand was drawn to it, touching its cold smooth surface, an absolute barrier preventing any stimulation and hiding her true identity.

When so long ago it Roberta used to be Robert. The first night of his chastisement.

Robert felt the gin slide down into him like a warm, fiery oil. “Oh, that’s what the doctor ordered.” He moaned. His wife’s delicate hands helped him take his wet trench coat off. She had met him at the door, her hair down, her makeup done right, and wearing a most provocative red dress that was illegal to wear in public in 28 states (including this one), with a perfect martini already for him.

“How was your flight?” She asked, hanging up his coat.

He sipped his drink. “Uneventful.”

She draped her arms around his shoulders, blowing gently in his ear. “Gone a whole week, how I missed you.” She kissed his ear. “You don’t have to work anymore, now that you’re a rich man.”

Robert shrugged, wrapping his arms around her slim waist. “I like to make my own way. You know I didn’t marry you for your money.”

She smiled. “I’ve given the maid the night off.” Her gaze smoldered. “I made dinner.”

Her perfume consumed him. “I think we can skip dinner.”

“You’ll need your strength.” She smiled coyly and slipped from his grasp. “I’ll get things ready. You relax and enjoy your drink. Oh, there are some insurance forms on the coffee table that need to be signed.” She touched his nose with a playful finger. “I figure we’ll get them out of the way.” She smiled seductively.

“Least we get distracted and forget.” Her eyes sparkled with mischief before she turned and sashayed into the kitchen.

Robert sipped his drink and found the forms laid out on the table. Boring! He thought as he pen whipped them and headed for the dinning room, his mind filled with visions of his wife’s calapijious body poured into that dress. Candlelight sparkled on the fine china and silver and he felt like a king at the head of the table. He sipped his martini.

He looked down at the plate before him, the place mat was a blown up photo.

He lifted the plate. It was a warm summer day and couple sat at an outside cafe in Soho. He was a handsome young man and she was a beautiful young woman.

Ice suddenly balled in the pit of Robert’s stomach.

It was four months ago, he was in New York when he met her, so charming, so intelligent, so beautiful. A very wild ride in bed.

“Well?” Candice’s voice was like a spear.

Robert looked up, his mouth hanging open. “Its not what you think.” Was his reflex answer.

Candice tilted her head in wonder. “Its not?” She picked up an envelope and pulled out photos, tossing them before him. His naked lean body against hers, his hands cupping her ample breasts. Her head back in silent orgasmic scream. “I suppose this is a misunderstanding? Perhaps we should get both sides of the story.” She looked up. “Wynn?” She called.

Robert felt the hand of death reach into his chest and grab a firm hold of his heart as Wynn, the woman from the photo’s walked out of the kitchen. “Hello, Robert.” She looked grim and disappointed. “I thought you said you were soon to be divorced, not newly married.” She laughed breathlessly. “And there I was, freshly divorced from a cheating husband and as vulnerable as they come.” She shook her head, the looked at him eyes of disgust. “You made me the other woman, you bastard.”

He looked up to Candice for appeal, but her eyes were filling with tears.

“Daddy had you followed. He never liked you.” She wiped a tear with the back of her hand. “You promised this would stop after we were married!” She squeaked.

“You said you’d be faithful!”

“They all do.” Wynn mumbled.

Robert looked away, unable to face them. “I’m sorry. I can’t help it, I…”

Wynn snorted. “Save the lame excuses.”

Robert nodded. “I guess I better go.” He whispered.

“No you won’t!” Candice shouted. “You’re not getting a divorce. That prenuptial agreement would make you a rich man.”

Wynn leaned on the table. “We’ve had a little time to cook up something more appropriate for you.”

Robert set his jaw. “Excuse me?”

Candice’s tears were gone, her sorrow replaced by anger. “Daddy laid a trap for you and you took the bait. He’s been monitoring that account you’ve been embezzling. Those forms you signed, one of them is a confession!”

Robert suddenly jumped up to get the documents and tear them up, but his legs gave away, throwing them to the floor. He rolled over, looking up. The room was spinning.

Wynn smiled as she knelt down beside him. “I’m sorry , Robert, did you forget I’m working my way through med-school as a pharmacist? I might have accidentally slipped something into your martini.”

Candice stood over him, the forms in hand. “There is also a document of agreement that indentures you to me to work off that ‘Loan’. It should take about 99 years.” She held up another form. “This one is a request from you to me to assist you in your sexual re-assignment surgery. Yes, Robert, Sexual Re-assignment. I think you’d make such a pretty little girl for us. In the time you’ve been gone on all of your “Business” trips, Wynn and I have discovered that we have more in common than just a cheating louse.”

Wynn rose, slipping her arm around Candice. Robert watched the two beautiful women kissing, their tongues twirling. Even in his drugged state, Robert felt his manhood swell.

Candice broke with a gasp. She looked down. “She is so much better than you!” She held up another form. “This one gives me power of attorney over you.

All these need now is a witness to make them legal.”

“Oh, I can do that for you Can.” Wynn offered.

Candice smiled prettily. “Oh could you Wynn? You’re so kind.” She watched as Wynn started signing the forms. “That’s your life in a legal nutshell, Robert. I think the real reason I’m going to change you into my little bitch is because “I’m enjoying having such power over you. You’re going to be my personal slave. But don’t worry, it will be anything but dull. Wynn and I have come up with a way to make you feel the pain that you put us through.” She smiled as Wynn looked up, the documents signed and legal and the two women started kissing again, building with passion, their hands roaming all over their tight bodies. Wynn’s hands found their way to the zipper of Candice’s dress and in seconds it was pooled around her feet.

Wynn started suckling on the heavy bosom, using both hands to grab hold. Candice peered down at Robert, watching his paralyzed form through half closed eyes. She smiled in triumph and passion. She suddenly threw her head back as Wynn started licking the sensitive underside of her breast.

The two collapsed on the floor with driving passion, both completely naked now. Faces buried in snatches within moments the two were screaming with thunderous orgasms. They laid embraced on the floor, their bodies trembling for sometime before the door bell’s chime drove them from their snuggling.

“That’s gotta be Chas!” Wynn climbed to her feet, slipping her dress on.

Candice zipped her up and she went springing through the hall. Candice put on her dress and sat down, brushing an errant lock from her face and crossing her legs, trying to look like the blue blood she was and not like she just had mind blowing sex.

Wynn came back into the room leading a most attractive woman into the room. “Candice, this is Chas, Chas, this is Candice.”

Candice smiled and put out her hand, Chas scoffed at the idea. “A friend of Wynn is a friend of mine.” She gently cupped the girl’s face, lifting it up for a long passionate kiss. “Mmmm” She said as they parted. “You’re right Wynn, she is sweet.

And so Pretty!”

Candice blushed. “Thank you. Wynn said that you have something to help us with Robert?”

Chas nodded, sitting down. “Its break through technology from the Chasti- Permalock Cooperation.” Chas looked up as a young woman entered the room pulling a cart behind her. “Ah, my assistant, Kim.” Chas pointed to Robert. “Get his clothes off.”

Kim smiled gently and nodded. She opened her case and took out a pair of scissors and started cutting off Robert’s clothes. Chas watched approvingly then nudged Candice. “She’s pretty, isn’t she? Would you believe she used to be a young man named Kyle?”

Candice was shocked. “Really? That’s what Wynn was talking about.”

Chas nodded. “Its all nanite Technology. Microscopic machines. Almost like a mechanical virus that we can program. They maintain themselves, reproduce as necessary and preform surgical operations within the body. We injected the preprogramed nanites into Kim and they went about stimulating her natural estrogen production, completely replacing her testosterone production. The nanites are also programed with idea facial features. They can dissolve bone and build it else where, move around fat deposits, eliminate body hair and any other unpleasant function.

Once on our special formulated diet, even excretion is a thing of the past.” Chas waved at Kim. “Come here.” She commanded and lifted up the girls skirt showing her sexless crotch. “Not even an Asshole!” Chas started feeling the girl up. “The penis is sheathed in a steel tube then the entire area is sealed with a Teflon plate for that gender-less look. Go ahead, touch it.”

“It feels real!”

Chas nodded with pride. “The nanites can rework the flesh to permanently bond the Teflon to the body. It can’t be removed. The penis is pulled up into the body along with the testicles. Kim can’t feel a thing!”

“That must be sexually frustrating.”

“That’s not the half of it. Once the nanites have finished the body modifications, they attach themselves to the penal, prostrate and breast nerves and continually stimulate her keeping her on the brink of constant orgasm. She can never cum but boy does she want to.”

Candice looked up at Kim. “And how does it feel?”

Kim smiled sorrowfully. “Its worse at night, when I have nothing to think about except how horney I am. Sometimes I cry myself to sleep. Its so cruel.” She brightened. “But it lets me dedicate my energy towards pleasing Miss Chastity.”

Chas pointed. “Help Wynn set up the I.V. so we can start the nanites to working.” She watched as the girl turned to her task. “There is a remote control that orders the nanites to cause pain. Unbelievable pain. It assists in her training. A few shocks and there is no debate who is in command. After awhile, they conform to their new life.”

“You sound like you have first hand experience.”

Chas smiled and stood up, lifting her dress. Her device was polished brass with routed soft edges. A key hole where her pussy would be. Candice touched the plate to verify its solidity. “Its permanent!” She exclaimed in amazement, then looked up Scandalously. “And who has the key?”

Chas pulled on a gold chain around her neck, fishing a golden, jewel encrusted key from out of her cleavage. “Right close to my heart.”

Candice smiled seductively. “Well then you must be horny. Give it here and lets open it up.”

Chas shook her head sadly. “It will do no good. Its programed to activate open once every six months. It gives a little chime reminder that I can feel inside. I have fifteen minutes to insert the key or its another six months. Once activated, the internal dildo powers up giving me an unbelievable fucking for twenty minutes.

Sometimes I can come two or three times. Once, on a stressful day, I didn’t come at all within the time limit and had to wait another six months. I tell you that was torment! And it’s a random event. I can be on the highway or middle of the night.

A couple times it went off and I was unable to get away. I had to stand there, feeling the little chime inside me knowing that when it stopped, it was another six month wait. Or worse, if it activates early in the first six months and late in the second, it can be a whole year wait!.” She shook her head. “Now that sucks!”

“So your Master or Mistress locked you up?”

She shook her head. “No, I did it for the wild ride. I curse myself for six months, but for twenty minutes its wonderful.”

Candice gazed at it in wonder. “Can it be reversed?”

“No, the nanites are pre-programed and once implanted and can’t be changed.

Any additional nanites introduced into the body will be seen as a hostile intruder and attacked. You see that I.V.? That will introduce close to a million nanites. In twenty four hours they will reproduce to ten times that amount. If you could inject that many nanites to combat the host nanites, it would kill the host is a slow painful death.” She shook her head. “Once this is installed, its 100% permanent.”

“Wow.”

Chas turned pulling a lap top out of her briefcase. She powered it up. “Now lets check your order. Based on the photos that you sent us, we sent you a selection of what your slave could look like. Now you chose the Oriental American eyes. A most beautiful choice. You also ordered the Chrome Brank face gag, smooth design.”

She looked at Candice. “There is a removable gag option if you like, that way you can put his tongue work pleasing you.”

Candice shook her head. “I don’t want that lying tongue to touch my body.” Chas nodded approvingly. “Right you are. Now there is a 6 millimeter diameter trap door safety feature. Its flush and invisible when closed, but it can be pushed open for a feeding tube, and in case he gets the sniffles, he can breathe.” She tapped again at her key board. “You ordered the nipple shields, good choice because it look like his breasts are going to be growing.”

“Yes, as you might have noticed, Robert likes his women endowed. So I figured he’s enjoy his own set of jugs.”

“Gallon jugs more like it.” Chas said. “And lastly, the full Permalock chastity plate with anal plug. No holes barred. He’ll be sealed forever inside and out. He’ll be unable to receive any external sexual pleasure forever.”

“This does include the stimulation kit right?”

Chas smiled. “The Eternal Torment kit. Yes, once the nanites have permanently sealed him up, they will attach themselves to his penal, anal and breast nerves and he’ll receive continual internal sexual stimulation, kept forever on the brink of orgasm but unable to do anything about it.” She looked over at Robert lying on the floor, his body shivering. “That’s from the nanites mapping his system. Once they’re done with that, they will slow down his nervous system which will keep him paralyzed since Wynn’s drugs should be wearing off soon. He’ll be still and helpless while the nanites do their thing. You’ll observe Kim is donning special gloves for phase two. She will first coat a catheter with our Patented epoxy-nanite gel. The epoxy will set up in three hours and hold everything in place until the nanites can permanently molecularly bond everything which takes about 24 hours. The nanites in his system will keep him still for 48 hrs so there should be no problems there.

“Now using the photos you sent, we have custom made his Chastity-Permalock system. Kim is first sliding his penis into the steel sheath. You can see it’s a zero tolerance fit. Very snug. The nanites can sense any erection and will cause increasingly painful shocks until the swelling goes down. He will learn to be aroused without being erect. Next, as Wynn lifts his legs, Kim is inserting the anal plug. A stretch indeed, but with a little force its in. Lastly, the Over-plate is installed. This will cover from the anus to right below the belly button. All she has to do is press it on and the epoxy and nanites do the rest. As the toxins in his body are filtered out by the nanites, that catheter hole will no longer be required and the nanites with plug the whole leaving the plate smooth.

Candice watched with amazement how simple it all was. “What about his body hair?”

“The Nanites will dissolve it away and prevent any more from growing. He will only have hair from his eyes up.” Chas answered. “In no time at all he’ll have smooth skin that you’ll be jealous of.

“The nipple shields are then installed. As you see inside the little cup are tiny vice clamps. When his nipple is pushed in, the clamp closes up, securing the sheild until the epoxy takes hold. This makes the ground connection for the nanites to send electrical stimulus from inside his chest, through his nipple, into the shield and back out again.

“Last but not least, the Face Brank and Gag. As Wynn forces open his mouth, Kim will take the ball gag, which opens like a clam, and shove it in. His tongue will have no choice but to go into the ball. Once the tongue is in, the ball closes. It’s a one way ratchet and it locks itself. Then the face brank goes on. It locks onto the ball and holds itself to his lower face until the epoxy permanently sets. Its contoured to accent the curvature of his face and bring out his eyes.” Chas opened her bag and pulled out a chrome dildo. “You also ordered the Face Fuck attachment. It magnetically attaches to the face brank.” Chas touched a hidden stud and it began to squirm in her hands. “And manual variable speed controls are here. Once the internal computer chip learns your preferences, it will automatically adjust its heat, speed and vibrator controls. There is one for you and one for Wynn at no extra charge.”

Candice took the chrome beast in her hands, feeling its smoothness, its overwhelming size. As her fingers played over it, she felt herself moisten below.

“How does it charge?”

Chas smiled. “That’s the beauty of this package. The human body is a natural battery. The nanites simply move it where they want it. Simply attach the dildo to his face plate and it will charge. So you can attach it to his face, lean back and get his face down where it counts, or detach it for individual play. I think keeping his face where he can smell your womanly perfume is a neat little torture, don’t you think?”

Chas reached into her bag and took out two velvet ring boxes. “There is also a remote control that will enable you to cause painful, and I do mean painful shocks to Robert at a touch of a button. It can also learn preferences so that any repeat offence is automatically punished. Its also programed that if he goes too near a window or door that leads outside he will be thrown into an agonizing seizure and will lay there until you come get him.

“Now, you chose our bridal ring style remote control. Normally our married couples with a new slave choose this option.”

Candice smiled. “If you can keep a secret, especially from Daddy, Wynn and I are now officially a ‘Couple’.”

Wynn stood up, her eyes sparkling with happiness. She bent down, her lips first brushing Candice, then locked in deep passion.

“That is so sweet.” Chas said, when they parted. “Then here you go. The rings are lithium battery operated and have to be replaced in 5 years. A watch battery will do.” She watched as Wynn slipped a ring onto Candice’s finger, and then as Candice reciprocated. Chas looked over as Kim was finishing cleaning up. “Well, it seems that we are done here.” Chas took out an instruction manual and laid it on the coffee table. “The 24 hour Technical support number is on the inside cover. Call with any problems, or even just to chat. Our operators are all chastised and love to hear stories of other people having sex.” Chas stood up smiling. She looked down at Robert, still twitching on the floor. The drug was quickly wearing off, but the nanites were quickly taking over. “Just leave him there for the next 48 hrs, then follow the step by step breaking process as outlined in chapter two of the manual. From the looks of him, he’ll be broken and completely subservient in no time.” Chas looked around making sure everything was taken care of. “Now there is one last thing and not really part of the service, but I feel that since your slave will be incapacitated for 48hrs, that Kim and I will have to fill that void. Right Kim?”

Kim brightened. “Oh, Yes! Please!” She motioned for Wynn. “Lie on the couch and I can give you the most sensual body massage.” She smiled devilishly. “I will relieve all of your stresses.”

Chas smiled, taking the dildo from Candice. “I can help you program this thing.”

Wynn winked and nodded at Candice, then laid out on the couch. Kim quickly produced oils from her bag and got to work. Chas sat Candice down in the chair, her hands massaging Shiat-su points, driving Candice’s already super charged libido to red line. Candice reached, to fondle Chas’s mellonus breasts and gasped as she felt the heard metal underneath. She parted Chas’s dress to reveal her full breast shields.

“Oh,” She gasped. “And you can’t feel a thing?”

Chas smiled, her eyes twinkling. “Not a thing. But I do most enjoy pleasing others as will your Robert.” She leaned in close, their lips sliding against each other.

Candice embraced her, feeling her soft breasts rubbing against Chas’s protected ones, the thought of her sexual prison was driving her to the quick.

Robert watched helplessly, his body on fire from within as the beautiful women gave into their passions. Chas on her knees, licking, working the dildo in and out.

Wynn, now lying on the floor, inches away, her perfume in his nose, squirming from Kim’s expert attention. Robert trembled as waves of unbelievable pain crashed through his body each time his penis wanted attention. They went at it like that all weekend. They were insatiable!

Robert, now Roberta looked at herself in the mirror. He could see his new breast shields, installed at Candice’s order when his breasts had reached their back breaking programed size. Everything they had said would happen, did and there was nothing he would refuse his mistresses. Daddy even came to accept their ‘Union’.

Roberta turned from the mirror, away from the past, and resumed her dusting.

She had to keep busy. She had to keep her mind from the horrible sensations brewing inside her, tearing her slowly apart from within. All she could do was devote all of her attention to pleasing his new mistresses. There was no escape, no relief for the rest of her life. Doomed to live out her life as a horny sissy slave. After all, the Chastity-Permalock corporation guaranteed their products, from First night, to forever!

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