Total Chastity Toy by JG Leathers
"This is the story of a man’s deep fascination with medical body and limb braces and these used in combination with other frightening medical devices, but his fetish interests don't stop there! Charley is also deeply interested in the wearing of formidable corsets, tight long-line bra's, shoulder braces, heavily elasticised stockings, and of course, high boots.
While at home, Charley thoroughly enjoys his overwhelming desire to experience life dressed in all of his fetish clothing and to use his now custom-made medical restraints and corsets, then eventually, after he and his wife have made their fortunes, they decide to move far into the wilderness so that he will be able to pursue his interests in full measure. His wife has never had any issues with Charley’s interests, but when he reveals the full extent of his desires, she presents him with an exceedingly strict contract that he must agree to or their marriage will end immediately. Given this stark choice, he accepts and signs the ‘Agreement’, then Charley's life becomes governed by severe rules and within months his existence has completely changed.
His dreams of feminization are quickly realized and his name is changed to 'Charli' as his feminine identity, but that isn’t the end … only the beginning. As well as his dreams coming true so too are many of his wife's! She becomes the cruellest of Mistresses he could have imagined and that has encouraged that until-now-concealed part of her personality. To Charli’s increasing horror, ‘she’ finds that what used to be her life, has spun violently out of her control, and there’s no going back.
Charli is soon multiply and permanently pierced then is subjected to irreversible body modifications, all the while kept constantly leashed and in strict bondage. Charli's feelings and desires no longer matter and to her, formerly his, growing terror, the Mistress now constantly disciplines her/him with unbearable sensations until eventually, 'Charli' is entombed in a stainless steel statue that cannot be opened.
However, that isn’t the end! Charli is returned to the outer world and further adventures at home and abroad."
Includes: corsets, limb braces, piercings, feminization, body modifications, bondage, leashes and everything else you expect from JG-Leathers!
I completed college with a degree in structural engineering and married Mariana, a girl I’d met while studying, for we were both engineers. We soon had good jobs and were on the way to what most consider the good life, having decided that we enjoyed the things an excellent, combined income could buy, and so children were not a part of our future. We were both very conscious of our respective figures and I retained a slender body, while others around me slowly grew thicker and heavier.
We had a great deal of success early on and I collected quite a number of different braces and corsets, using the excuse of looking for one that would be more comfortable than what I currently wore. Actually, they were all uncomfortable, but the thrill never went away when I put a new brace on, or went back to one I hadn’t worn for a while. I didn’t wear them all of the time, but my back was always “acting up again” and I would wear a brace or corset until I got tired of the tightness and chaffing, and so would put them away until the urge hit again. I also acquired a single leg brace, then a pair of matching, bilateral, long leg braces known as KAFO’s. These I wore in secret at first, revelling in the feeling of them gripping my legs and limiting my mobility, and up to that point at least, the sight of my torso and legs encased in braces was the ultimate turn-on.
As mentioned previously Marianna and I achieved financial independence very early in life and so played around with bondage quite a lot. Too, I very often dressed in a corset, even for our love making, and it seemed to be alright with her, but it wasn’t nearly the turn-on that it was for me. I had by this point obtained many women’s corsets, using the excuse that they were more comfortable than the ones made for men, and of course, I had to wear stockings to keep them from riding up. I found some all-in-one corsets and tried water balloons to fill out the cups, telling my wife that the shift in balance from the weight of the balloons seemed to help my back and she, knowing my true motives, went along with the fiction. My next logical step was to obtain a pair of silicone breast forms and these I wore as often as possible with one of my all-in-ones, or with a long-line bra and corset combination. I not only wanted my body confined and restricted, but also wanted it to be reshaped into a decidedly female form while that way, and again, it was a long-suppressed dream, but I wanted to look at myself and see a woman; something I hadn’t admitted to myself yet.
Sometime around the age of 28, Marianna and I discussed my feminine inclinations and the fact that I was definitely the submissive, but sadly, at that point, she didn’t seem to be interested in being the dominant part of our marriage. That being said, she had never been one to do anything in half measures and soon I was sure that was the problem: she would have to be totally the Domme, or not at all. I finally got up the courage to tell her that I would be willing for that to happen and the response amazed me. She said that of course she knew, and that was fine with her. She loved who I was inside and my feminine part was one that she had always loved. Shortly thereafter we joined a cross-dresser’s club for heterosexual couples and became very active in the organization. We met once a month, and other times many of the couples also went out together, fully-dressed, on most weekend evenings. My passion soon reached the point that I only wore men’s clothing to work, but even then, I was always in a corset with stockings underneath, or a back brace.
At home, I also began wearing my leg braces all the time and had a new set custom-made so that they fit properly. By this point, I had gotten out of the aero-space industry and was teaching at a private college where everyone knew about my supposed bad back, so I took the next step, saying that it was beginning to affect my legs. Soon, I began wearing my leg braces and using crutches, then a wheelchair followed pretty quickly and so I had almost everything I wanted. I now dressed completely as a woman when at home and for most of our social life, which by now had come to involve our cross-dressing group almost exclusively. By this point, I owned only a single pair of men’s under shorts for visits to the doctor, while the rest of the time I always wore panties and girdles, or corsets of some kind.
I’d never lost the desire to have my genitals confined and so always wore at least one pair of firm control briefs under everything else, complete with a rigid cup that contained my genitals. Marianna had agreed to take control of that portion of my anatomy, and to enhance her control, I added a web of leather belts to most of my corsets and back braces. These were secured with small padlocks, with her being the holder of the keys and so this meant, of course, that the briefs and cup underneath were effectively locked on until she decided to release me. The next step came when I started using in-dwelling Foley catheters, and so could remain sexually confined all day and night, being released only for one hour in the morning for bathing and toilet needs. Marianna would also release me, very occasionally, for sex, but as time passed, more often than not, that involved me pleasuring her while I remained fully locked up. It was a strange development, but I found that I derived tremendous satisfaction from this type of activity and it grew until I was achieving a form of orgasm I had never dreamed was possible, one without ejaculation or even an erection! The sensations were much more mental and emotional than physical and it was the most fantastic thing I had ever felt to that point.