From couch45@ix.netcom.com Tue Sep 26 15:29:22 1995
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Repost - Sarah's Chastity Belt
From: couch45@ix.netcom.com
Date: Tue, 26 Sep 1995 19:29:22 GMT

I got this from alt.sex.stories about a month ago.  If anyone has parts 2 and
up, please repost them!

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Consider this the basic disclaimer.
This is not real, just a story.



                                      Sarah's Chastity Belt.  (part 1)


To begin with, Sarah has never done anything like this before in her life,
 and if it wasn't for the fact she had been drunk when she started, she 
probably wouldn't have ended up where she was now.
Her position was cramped, the ropes binding her hands and feet stopped 
her from seeking any relief from the pain in her arms. The bouncing 
around didn't help much either. Sarah wondered why she had let them talk 
her into letting them tie her up and "take her for an adventure".
She only vaguely remembered being put into the trunk of her car, the 
alcoholic haze that clouded her memories seemed in no danger of lifting.
After what seemed like hours Sarah felt the car come to a stop, and once 
it's engine shut off, an intense sense of relief came over her. Now she 
could end it before it went any further.
She heard steps outside, and the rattle of the key in the lock. A woosh 
of air singled the opening of the trunk and  Sarah blinked at the light 
that poured in from every direction.
Hands reached in and began to lift her out of the car.
"Hey!" Sarah cried, "Be careful. Man this is uncomfortable, untie me will 
ya!"
The man who lifted her out, set her on the floor and stood back.
Sarah took a look around her. She could see that she was in a garage, and 
that the man was tall and dressed in blue, but not much else, her eyes 
were still sensitive to the light.
The car started up and pulled out, and Sarah watched it go. She felt a 
little nervous, and not a little angry.
"I said..." she started, but that was as far as she got. While she had 
watched her car pull out the man snuck up on her and quickly popped 
something in her mouth when she started to speak. Sarah tried to spit it 
out, but the man in blue tied a strap around the back of her head, so 
that her gag wouldn't come loose.
Now she was really pissed, and she vented her anger as best she could, 
hands and feet tied together, mouth gagged, by rolling on the floor and 
shouting muffled curses.
The man in blue just stood and watched. 
When she was done, and lay panting on the floor, he pulled a remote from 
one of his pockets and closed the garage door.
Turning her head, Sarah caught a glimpse of some trees, before the door 
closed completely.
She turned back, and watched him as he pulled a length of rope out of a 
bag sitting in the corner.  She tried to wriggle away, but he took hold 
of her hog-tie and pulled her to the center of the floor. 
The pain in her arms seemed to explode and Sarah cried out from behind 
her gag.  
The man in blue pulled out a knife, and quickly cut the rope between her 
arms & legs.  He then tied the rope he was carrying to her bound ankles 
and fastened the other end to the garage door.
He then cut the rope that bound Sarah's wrists.
The relief of having her arms free was short lived. Before she could 
react he pulled her arms over her head and quickly retied them with a 
second rope, which he stretched out and secured to a pipe in the wall 
opposite the door.
Sarah found herself stretched out on the floor, unable to move, unable to 
talk.  The game had taken a bad turn for her and now she was frightened.
The man in blue pulled out his knife once more, and knelt beside her. 
Sarah's eyes grew wide at the thought of what he might do to her.
He examined her for a moment, and then, with quick careful movements, he 
began to cut at her clothes.  First her shirt, which required three cuts, 
one up the back, and one up each arm. Her bra was next, a few simple 
snips. Her skirt was easy, one long cut from top to bottom. her panties 
were last, and two cuts took care of them.
Only when had finished cutting did he pull her clothes away from her, 
leaving her naked, face down on the cold concrete floor.
By now Sarah was terrified, crying into her gag. She had no idea what was 
going to happen.
The man in blue untied her feet, and moved to untie the rope attached to 
her wrists from the pipe.
"Stand up."  They were the first words he had said to her.
Feeling the stiffness in her muscles, she carefully stood up. she tried 
to cover herself, but her bound wrists made it impossible, so instead she 
made a try for the gag.  A sharp slap on her thighs made her stop and 
look up.
The man stood there, the end of the rope hanging from one hand. It was 
plain to see what he had hit her with.  Sarah froze, too scared to move.
He came closer, and took her wrists, forcing them over her head and 
behind. Then he wrapped a loop of the excess rope around her neck and 
bound them there.
Standing back slightly, he began to examine her body. Touching her 
breasts, her stomach, the small of her back.  He ordered her to spread 
her legs slightly, which she did hesentently.
he then took the rope and passed it from behind her through her legs, 
taking up the slack so it remained tight against her clit.
"Come." He ordered.
He pulled her toward the garage door, which he opened with the remote, 
and Sarah's first thought was that he was going to expose her to his 
neibors.  She tried to hang back, but the rope tightened on her clit, in 
her butt cheeks and on her neck. she had to keep moving to breathe, and 
the man wasn't stopping.
When she got outside she saw that there weren't any houses around. 
Instead he led her along a path into the trees. They walked for quiet a 
while, Sarah doing the best she could to keep up in her bare feet. 
Occasionally a branch would brush her bare skin, slapping at her breasts, 
and she would pause, only to be jerked into motion by the ever present 
rope.
They arrived at a paved road and stopped.  
The man tied the rope to a mile marker and moved slightly away.
Sarah was beside herself. If a car came by they would see her easily, but 
then she would be rescued.
A car did come up the road, it's headlights gleaming, and Sarah hoped 
they would stop and help her.
To her surprise, the car did stop, but to her horror the man went up to 
it and began to talk to the driver.
"Here she is."  He said.
The driver, who she couldn't see very well, studied her for a moment, and 
then handed the man a package.  Then without saying a word, he pulled 
away. 
While Sarah watched him go, the man untied the rope and pulled her back 
down the path.
Once at the garage, he led her inside and passed the rope back through 
her legs, fastening it to an overhead pipe, forcing her to stand.
He then unwrapped the package and Sarah saw it contained some leather 
straps.
The man in blue took the straps, and began to fasten one of them around 
her waist.  Sarah felt a second strap hanging behind her and she realized 
this was some kind of leather underwear.
He reached between her legs and pulled the second strap through and up, 
fastening it to the strap around her waist.
The strap between her legs felt wide to Sarah, and thick, almost as thick 
as a pencil, and he had pulled it up so that it was tight against her 
clit.
"Now, " he said, standing back a little, "I have something to tell you, 
so listen carefully.  You will not be able to get your little chastity 
belt off, only I can do that. See that little box?" He pointed to her 
left hip, and Sarah strained to see a small, black plastic box, about the 
size of a lighter, attached to her belt. "Small wires are threaded 
through the entire belt, if you try to cut through them, there is enough 
charge in that box to stop your heart and kill you. Do you understand?"
Sarah nodded.
"You will keep the belt on for a month, and then, if you are good, we 
will come and get it.  You will not tell anyone about it. If you do, we 
will find out. Understand?"
She nodded again.
He pulled a saringe from his pocket, and popped off the stopper.
"Now you can go home."
He quickly injected her and her world went black.




     In part two, Sarah finds out the special secret her Chastity Belt 
contains.
 
     Stay tuned!!!!!!