Change of Control Ch. 04

Opening the message app, she typed, "As you asked," and attached the photo of her slightly exposed belt and sent to Derek.

Walking through the grocery she spotted the sign for the restroom which gave her another idea for a picture. She wasn't sure if her idea would be feasible, but she wanted to give it a try and turned towards the woman's restroom.

Entering the door, she was enthusiastic to find that it was a single bathroom arrangement designed for one person at a time. She locked the door and continued to devise her plan. She also was happy to find the restroom very clean and well kept. The grocery with all of the food products clearly had cleanliness as a priority including the public facility.

Checking the lock on the door another time, she smiled and reached for her sweatshirt and pulled it over her head. She quickly removed the rest of her cloths except for her shoes, regardless of the clean appearance of the bathroom they were a necessity. Now naked except for her shoes and belt, she removed some toilet paper and folded it neatly on top of the toilet paper dispenser. Testing this setup, she found her phone rested well on top of the clean folded paper.

Activating the camera on her phone, she placed the phone back in its resting spot and moved to the other side of the locked room. Just as she hoped, most of her exposed body could be seen by the camera.

One other task and she would be ready. She activated the time delay function on the camera for 10 seconds, placed the phone back in its spot one last time, and pushed the shutter button. Quickly moving back to her modeling spot, she turned facing the camera, placed her hands on her hips and spread her legs slightly. The seconds ticked down and the camera took her photo.

She quickly moved back to the camera and reviewed the photo. It was actually pretty hot she thought with her curves in full view and her now damp pussy locked by the belt. This activity was really turning her on knowing how Derek was going to react in addition to the fact she liked being kinky in this public place. God what had he done to me she thought to herself.

Thinking about the picture, she placed the phone down again in its resting spot and activated the delay shutter release. Once in her spot she spread her legs again slightly, but this time reached down with her right hand and placed her fingers right at the edge of her bound sex. She took her left hand and reached for her right breast and tightly pinched her nipple. Lastly, she closed her eyes, tilted her head back and bit her lower lip while she then silently counted the seconds in her mind until the camera took the picture.

Reviewing this picture, she found it to be extremely erotic and actually loved the look. Anxious to send the two pictures, she was also aware of the time she had been in the restroom and retrieved her cloths first and got dressed. She checked herself in the mirror making sure the belt was fully concealed and headed out of the restroom. Thankfully the area outside of the room was vacant indicating no one was waiting long for the locked facility.

Walking with more assertion in her gait she realized how incredibly turned on she was and the full realization that she had no ability to satisfy her growing need became very real. The actions in the bathroom although very exciting backfired now as she was so turned on and could not do anything to satisfy her needs. Damn this is going to be a long couple of days she thought to herself.

Once again gingerly maneuvering into the driver's seat of her car, she opened the phone and began to text Derek.

"I thought you might like another picture at the grocery," she simply said and attached the first of the two bathroom photos and hit send.

She watched intently as the message indicated it was delivered and then her pulse raced as she saw the indication change to the status of "read". She saw the bubble indicating that Derek was replying and she could not wait for his response.

"Damn Katie! You look amazing! I guess my concerns about the belt should not be an issue!"

She began to text another message, "and I got so turned on I tried to pleasure myself thinking of you taking me." She attached the second photo and with an evil grin, pressed the send button.

Watching with an elevated breath, she saw the message status change and the typing bubble appear.

"O"

"M"

"G"

Appeared in three separate text messages followed by, "Holy fuck you look so amazing and turned on. I know I am now!"

"I am glad you approve. See what you do to me! And... I am so fucking turned on this belt is driving me crazy!"

"Mission accomplished," he text back.

"You better get back here at the very earliest moment you can Derek. I mean it!"

"Believe me, I plan on it! Sorry, I have to get back, but I can't thank you enough for the pics Katie... wow. Just wow."

Reading the last text, she smiled knowing that he truly was taken back by her actions and by the photos. She started her car and headed back to her home.

Walking from her car into her home again made her acutely aware that she was locked in a device preventing her from any erotic stimulation. That thought alone made the need for such stimulation all the more present and she was more turned on then before. Being alone in her home which provided all the privacy she would normally need to take of her need was now also driving her crazy. She realized every normal action is now turning to erotic thoughts.

Oh shit this is going to be a long couple of days she thought.

Thinking a shower may help cool her down, she stripped off her clothes and turned on the water of the shower. Waiting on the water to fully warm, she thought it good timing to empty anything in her bladder and sat on the toilet. Finished, she stood and caught site of herself in the mirror and turned to look at her captive presence staring back. She did enjoy the view of the belt on and knowing this was all part of another adventure that Derek had dreamed up. The growing simmering of torment the belt was providing however was not making its way to the top of the enjoyment list. The desire was more than she thought it would be and she was only truly just beginning!

The shower water felt relaxing on her tense frame and she stayed in the shower longer than usual letting the warm water sooth her as if it were a lite massage. She also paid close attention to cleaning herself around the device as best she good. The earlier research provided guidance as to the best way to clean and dry herself in and around the device.

Finishing the shower and standing in the bathroom she looked at herself one more time amazed at the predicament she found herself in. The belt did look amazing, and albeit tight so far it was manageable. But with each ticking moment the belt was on, she found herself constantly aware of the desire to touch, play and orgasm. You don't appreciate something near as much until it is taken away, she thought.

She put on a long sleeve t-shirt and decided to not wear anything on top of the belt while in the house. Her chest swayed back and forth slightly underneath the cotton shirt as she walked back towards the main room making her nipples become excited, not that she needed much help in her current state. Noticing the lock box on the end table she picked up the small grey and black metal box and began to move the dials. With each move she tried the release, but it remained locked.

With four dials numbered 0 through 9, that would mean there were 9,999 combinations of numbers. She quickly tried a few more with no success. Not that she actually wanted out, but the curiosity of breaking the simple box code was intriguing to her.

Opening her computer, she clicked on excel and typed in 9,999. She thought maybe she could do 10 combinations in a minute by moving the dial one place, try the release and then move the dial to the next number. Assuming she could keep that pace which she knew she couldn't, she did the math and quickly realized to try every combination would take over 16 hours. It just simply wasn't worth it and deep down, she wanted to make it through this ordeal.

Sitting down trying to take her mind off of the cruel device did not help. Her hand instinctively moved to the belt and she tried to touch herself but was of course blocked. With a heavy breath she stood up and made her way to the bedroom.

She removed her shirt and laid down on the bed and covered herself with the sheet and blanket. The pressure of her body against the belt was noticeable but not too uncomfortable. Lying on her left side she could feel slightly more pressure on her left waist but could also feel just a slight relief on her right waist as the belt was pushed up slightly. She rolled over and felt slight relief on the left side. The change in pressure was a welcome feeling and through the restless night she changed positions often according to which side needed a small break.

Waking slightly early the next morning, she reached down and felt the ever-present belt still exactly in place. She was now extremely ready for the belt to be taken off and more importantly, wanted a hard cock to fill her. Not touching, not being able to touch was really beginning to weigh on her nerves and thoughts. She needed to have the belt off, but she refused to ask Derek. I can do this she thought to herself.

Eating a lite breakfast was important as the belt kept solid pressure across her torso and she did not want to add to the pressure. She moved around the house again dressed in just a long t-shirt and belt, trying to stay busy to keep her mind occupied. She cleaned, organized, cleaned some more, laundry, anything and everything to stay busy.

Midafternoon she picked up the lock box and tried several random combinations thinking she had a 1 in 9,999 chance to get the correct combination. She was so tormented that she decided if she did get the right combination, she would take off the belt to satisfy her awful ache. A masturbation lottery of sorts as she knew the odds were not good. That did not materialize, and she sat the lockbox back down in frustration and picked up her cell phone.

"What time do you plan on being back to my house Derek?" she typed and hit send in a quick and hastily manner.

"Hi, I'm fine. How are you? ;)" he text back quickly. "I take it by your question you are ready to have the belt off?"

"Sorry. Hi Derek. I'm good actually but I am so ready to have this belt off. I am going crazy and really want it off to get off!"

"Are you ok? I sincerely hope it's not too much! Do you need the code?"

She took a deep breath and thought about this for a moment. This was a true test of her fortitude for wanting to make it through this challenge. She was truly tormented, but truly wanted to please him as well.

"It doesn't hurt. It's tight and I would not want to have it on much longer. But I am ok," she typed and hit send, thinking about the next text carefully. "I do not need the code."

"I am glad to hear that Katie! You worried me for a minute. I want this to be a challenge, but if it's too much, you have the out."

"No, I am good as long as you get back here as soon as you can and be ready to fuck my brains out," she grinned as she finished typing this and hit send.

Derek read the last text with great interest and then typed back, "That is the best news I have had all weekend. I promised no tricks or toys and I meant it. I should be back by 3 in the afternoon and will go straight to your house, if that is good for you?"

"3 it is. Be ready, please!"

"I am definitely ready, but not as much as I am sure you will be. Love it when a plan comes together."

"Speaking of cumming together, I am planning on that too!"

He smiled again at her directness and could tell she was really feeling the effect of the chastity device.

"You never cease to amaze me Katie. I will be there as soon as I can. Have a great rest of your day!"

"See you tomorrow!" she typed and then set down her phone.

The rest of her day was again spent trying to occupy her time. She actually ventured out to run a couple of errands but found herself constantly thinking of the belt and how she continually was turned on, all of the time. There was never a moment she wasn't thinking about getting the belt off and having sex. She wore slightly tighter pants just to exhilarate the sensation of being in public and that didn't help matters either. It seemed the more turned on she became, the more she was willing to do more which turned her on more. It was a vicious erotic cycle.

There was a small part of her that was hoping some erotic voyeur might catch the outline of her device as she walked to and from her errands. If such a siting was made, they did not make it known to her. Regardless, she loved the feeling of the slightly more daring public walk, which of course made her even more turned on.

Eventually evening arrived and she tried to sleep as best she could but struggled throughout the night. Reaching down she traced the outline of the belt and would also pinch and squeeze her nipples on several occasions. She was a literal hot mess by the time morning arrived and she hastily got up out of bed with a grunt.

The morning went by slowly and on two occasions she picked up the lock box and tried a couple of combinations, which of course did not work. Masturbation lottery was not working.

She ate a very lite lunch again not wanting to be too full with the belt on as well as the thought that Derek should be there in a few hours. Finally, after lunch she started a bath and began to clean up one last time. She shaved all that was visible and wished she could shave the rest of herself as she always liked a smooth appearance and feel. The bath water felt good as she tried to rinse as best she could in and around the device. Making sure to use clean water, she rinsed one last time and dried off with a towel. She remembered the instructions from the internet on how to dry around the device and she performed that task as well.

With her hair done and just a slight bit of makeup, she was now primped for his arrival. After the long bath and primping, she only had about 30 minutes before his expected arrival. The fire that had grown, just out of touch behind the chastity belt was almost more than she would ever care to experience. She truly ached to be touched, to be taken. She never fully knew the term ache until now. She needed him very soon.

Walking back to her bedroom she tried to figure out what to wear for his arrival. For nearly the entire time he had been gone she had only worn the chastity device around the house along with some sort of shirt. Thinking about his desire and love of corsets she shook her head that she did not own one herself. Looking down at the belt around her lower waist, she decided that even if she did it wouldn't fit right with the belt in the way. She made note however that she may want to buy one for herself sometime soon.

She knew that being so turned on her nipples were very erect. The feel of a lite shirt would only enhance that sensation, so she optioned for a plain white t-shirt that she tied in a knot around her waist creating a bit of a cropped top look. Opting to not wear a bra the outline of her nipples were very evident, just as she had planned.

Looking in the full-length mirror, the last item that was missing was a pair of black high heels. She retreated to her closet and soon returned to the mirror standing 4 inches taller with the spiked heels on. As she walked into full view of the mirror, she admired the way the heels caused her hips to sway slightly and the belt fitting so firmly around her accentuated every move as she walked. Yes, this was it. T-shirt, belt, and heels.

Checking the clock, it hopefully would not be long. She picked up her phone and sent a quick text, "ETA?"

A couple of moments later a follow-up text appeared, "Well someone still seems anxious. Should be right on time. Can't wait."

"The door is unlocked, come on in and lock it behind you," she text back.

"Perfect plan."

The click of her heels was present as she walked back to the kitchen and drank a sip of water. She looked at the clock on the wall and estimated his arrival would be any time. Her heels clicked once again, and her belt swayed with the motion of her hips as she moved back to her bathroom and applied a coat of lip balm to soften her lips. She had a plan for his arrival.

Walking back to the main room her heart raced, and she felt a surge of adrenalin as she finally heard the sound of a car door closing. Her nipples hardened more as she quickly moved towards the front door and faced the entrance from across the room. There would be no hiding them with the fitted t-shirt and no bra. The lock box was still lying in the general place Derek had left it, on an end table in that room.

She put her hands on her hips with her legs slightly spread staring directly at the door. She heard the doorknob start to turn and stopped breathing in anticipation. She could not be more ready to have him arrive.

Derek walked through the door and the vision of her standing across the room, a chaste vision of pure heat as the look on her face, her nipples hard, her legs spread, was clear she was exhibiting nothing short of 100% lustful need.

"Shut and lock the door," she said in a breathless husky voice.

He turned and followed the instructions exactly as told. As his back was turned to lock the door, he could hear her heels slow walking towards him and as he finished locking the door, he turned in time to see her walk the last few steps towards him. Her eyes scanned from his face, down his body to the growing bulge in his pants and then back to his eyes.

In turn he was mesmerized by her body motion walking towards him. She kept her hands on her belted waist while her long legs strutted towards him, moving her hips side to side and in turn, the chastity belt as well. She bit her lower lip as her eyes hungerly swept over him. Her chest heaved and swayed slightly, and her nipples were on full display in her state of full arousal.

Reaching him, she kissed him passionately and deeply when they embraced. Her left hand felt for the back of his hair and pulled, keeping his kiss passionately connected to hers. During this strong embrace, her right hand moved lower and felt his bulge and massaged it with some direct force, causing him to moan from behind the kiss.

The passionate kiss continued for a few more moments until her grasp behind his head relaxed and she broke away from the kiss. Both hands reached for his belt and then pants as she kneeled in front of his waist. In a quick and purposeful motion, she pulled his pants down and then his underwear. With his growing erection now free, she wrapped her lips around the head and begun to suck and lick.

His head moved backwards, and he closed his eyes at this immediate and quick attention to his cock which was growing very hard at her continued attention. Her right hand squeezed firmly around his balls and pulled down slightly while her mouth continued to work on his shaft. The tugging on his balls and sucking on his cock was not in the least bit gentle. The pure lust that was now, finally, oozing out of her was in no way disposed to foreplay. The only speed she had at the moment was full on attack. Days of increased arousal and inability to touch had reached its full limit and he was experiencing the results, exactly as he had hoped and in fact told her.

A slight popping sound was heard as her mouth released the head of his cock. Her right hand pumped his cock with furry as her left hand massaged and pulled firmly on his balls keeping them far from his body.

"Does that feel good lover?" she asked in a husky voice.

"Oh my god yes. I don't want to get too excited too quickly however," he managed to say back in a series of grunts. "You need me in you."