Black Hole Chastity Belt

Howard stared at the pile of failed devices scattered across his bedroom floor—plastic cages with broken rings, metal contraptions that had slipped off within hours, silicone tubes that couldn't contain him no matter how tight the fit. Every single one had betrayed him when he needed restraint most.

His laptop screen displayed Diana's latest message: "Still touching yourself whenever you want, aren't you? Pathetic." Her words stung because they were true. Three months of online domination, and he still couldn't stay locked for more than a day.

"I've tried everything," he typed back desperately. "Nothing works."

"Everything?" Her response came with an attachment—a sleek black leather belt with multiple straps and padlocks. "This isn't some flimsy cage, Howard. This is real commitment."

His cock hardened as he studied the image. The leather looked substantial, serious. Five padlocks secured various points, and the design wrapped around his entire waist and between his legs. No slipping out of this.

"Order it. Tonight," Diana commanded through their video call an hour later. Her dark hair framed her face as she leaned into the camera, red lips curved in that cruel smile he'd grown addicted to. "I'm tired of your excuses."

Two days later, Howard held the leather contraption with trembling hands. The material felt supple yet strong, the metal hardware cold against his fingers. This wasn't some toy—this was serious equipment.

"Put it on," Diana ordered through the screen. "Now."

Howard stripped quickly, his cock already straining as he stepped into the belt. The leather wrapped around his waist snugly, while additional straps secured between his legs and around his thighs. Each padlock clicked into place with finality that made his pulse race.

"How does it feel?" Diana's voice carried that edge that made him weak.

"Tight. Secure." He tugged at the straps experimentally. Nothing budged. "I can't... there's no way out."

"Exactly." Diana's fingers traced her collarbone as she watched him struggle. "Now touch yourself."

Howard's hands moved instinctively toward his crotch, only to encounter smooth leather. His cock pressed desperately against the material, completely inaccessible. The frustration was immediate and overwhelming.

"This is what real chastity feels like," Diana purred, her hand disappearing below the camera frame. "No more slipping out. No more cheating. Just pure, helpless denial."

Howard groaned, pulling futilely at the unforgiving leather prison. Finally, he was exactly where he'd always wanted to be—completely at her mercy.

• Material: Leather
• Color: Black
• Dimensions: (Full Length, Adjustable Length)
  Waistline: 37.40", 11.81" - 31.50"
  Leg Belt: 37.40", 9.84" - 19.69"
• Ships with: 1 Frontal Cover, 1 T-Belt, 1 Pair Leg Straps