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Stacy's Submission ~ Chapter 9

Date: 3/23/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: Aerith_Lives, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

you want to know how it works?" Cara asks. She admires Stacy's cute, bare feet as she waits for an answer. "This is the same one Becca is wearing?" "The exact same one, dear," Miss Cara confirms, tapping her fingers against her hip. Stacy picks the belt up to get a closer look. Not as heavy as I thought it would be. Becca's wearing this right now… Stacy tries to imagine everything Becca would be feeling while this device is strapped to her. She runs her delicate fingers around the inside of the belt. There's a soft, black lining that runs along the seem of the waist and crotch. "That lining is made of high quality neoprene," Miss Cara explains. "It's the finest belt money can buy, as far as comfort goes. It's almost like wearing a really heavy pair of panties." "Panties you can't remove," Stacy adds, unable to remove her eyes from the belt. Miss Cara giggles and walks up beside Stacy pointing to the metal waistband. Stacy can't help but feel an alluring pull towards Cara's scent. The woman's nylons rub softly up against the side of her leg. "The waistband is put around the top of your hips and pulled tight. The width of your hip bone will make it impossible to just pull them down like underwear," Cara points out, leaning closer to Stacy as she talks. "Then, this bottom strap will come around between your little cheeks and wrap up in front of your vagina. We just lock that in place here, with the little bolt attached to the front of the waistband." Stacy feels a little ... excited as Miss Cara's fingers touch hers. Holding this ancient sex device in her hands is causing her to feel alive with nervous energy. "It's safe to wear?" she worries, out loud. "Of course. Do you think I'd make either of you two girls do anything under my supervision that could possibly harm you?" Cara asks, a loving look of concern in her eyes. Stacy shakes her head slightly. "Exactly, dear. Becca's worn this for close to a month before. She was completely fine. Well, physically she was," Miss Cara says, becoming quiet as she seems to drift off into some naughty memory. Stacy stares at the belt again, trying to imagine wearing it. It looks so alien, so unsettling, yet she doesn't feel scared by it. "So, would you like to try it on then?" Miss Cara inquires. Her beautiful, long hair smells like heaven and it seems to be magnifying her sensuality. Can I do this? I'm just trying it on. I haven't committed to anything yet. Becca is wearing it right now. There's nothing to be worried about. Right? Come on, Stacy. "Alright," Stacy says, nodding gently. She swallows a lump in her throat. Miss Cara smiles and feels compelled to run her fingers through Stacy's dark hair. "Awe, good girl. I'm proud of you." Stacy feels like Miss Cara is patronizing her a little, but the words actually fill her with a pleasurable gratification. "Thanks. Um, should I just go into the bathroom and put it on?" Stacy wonders, unsure how to proceed. "Oh, don't be silly," Cara laughs. "I'll help you put it on ...