Chapter Six
Awakening
The leather chastity suit contained me, as was its purpose. I felt the confining restraint every hour—and for the most part, it was comforting. I dwelt on Malbry’s last words to me—‘punished until you’re free of them.’ Oh, how I dreamt of the calm that would follow.
For the first few days, I thought I’d achieved that perfect nirvana. Not even a trace of s****l anguish appeared. Even at night, I slept soundly, with nothing to wake me in a s****l uproar. The fourth night, all that changed. I could feel a tiny tingling between my thighs. Afraid, I kept myself busy in an effort to squelch the unwanted feelings. I scrubbed my floors on hands and knees, dusted the apartment and polished the wood until it shone. But nothing helped. The leather clinging to my body seemed
