Stories and Captions mostly dealing with chastity and cum control. I'm into the idea characters being led/conditioned/trained to do something without explicitly being forced. So most stories will be in that vein.
John looked around the meeting room. Some of the most powerful people in the Chastitech company were gathered here waiting patiently to see the results of his latest project.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve seen remarkable growth in the sex toy industry and we currently have a massive lead in terms of market share. But over the last two quarters, we’ve begun to see profits plateau. Despite marketing efforts to mainstream the idea of chastity play, there’s just only so many people interested in our products.”
“This has led to efforts to diversify into other industries. You might recall that last year we started several trial programs with the prison industry. You might recall that efforts to adapt our belts to control unruly prisoners were underwhelming.”
He motioned to the screen behind him and played a video. The video showed security footage from a prison cafeteria mid riot.
“This video is from last month at a women’s prison we were using as a testing ground. The inmates were fitted with standard Chastitech belts with an enhanced shock delivery package.”
On the video, the women suddenly dropped to the floor lying face down, a few of the slower ones clearly receiving shocks for not getting down quickly enough.
“As you can see the initial tests went quite well.”
The video continued playing. Guards began moving amongst the prisoners, processing them one at a time. Suddenly one prisoner jumped to her feet. The executives in the room groaned in sympathy as she delivered a devastating kick to a guard’s stomach before slamming the guard’s head into a cafeteria table. She fell to her knees clutching her crotch as other guards dogpiled her.
John turned the video off. “As you can see, while the belts work as a general method of control and deterrent to poor behavior, when it really comes to controlling a violent criminal, they just weren’t up to the task.”
“Why not?” asked an executive, “And how do you propose to fix it?”
John smiled. He couldn’t have asked for a better segue to the next segment of his demonstration.
“I could answer that, but I thought we’d bring in an expert.”
With that he opened the door, revealing a woman wearing a prisoner's orange jumpsuit, flanked by two police officers.
“This is Cindy. The woman you just saw on video. She’s helping us in exchange for lessened punishment regarding the assault you just saw.”
Several of the men seated closer to the front scooted their chairs back slightly away from the dangerous woman.
“Cindy, these gentlemen were just asking how and why your belt didn’t prevent you from attacking the guard.”
Cindy looked at the screen for a moment clearly amused by the image it displayed.
“Well the thing is, it can’t really stop you from doing something, until you do it. It takes a second for the shocks to kick in, and you might regret it later, but by then you’re already committed. It doesn’t matter how bad it hurts later if you’re really mad now, you know?”
The execs didn’t really look like they were getting it, so John stepped forward.
“After talking with Cindy and some other prisoners, we’ve identified two main flaws. The first was technological. The delay between an unauthorized action and the punishment was too long. The fix for this was obvious. The new belt has a much more advanced set of sensors and processors that can instantly detect the wearer's movements. The second problem is psychological. It was too easy for the wearer to mentally separate an action from the consequence.”
“Now the traditional punishment shocks are quite good at coercing an eventual action. For example, Cindy please take off that jump suit and let everyone get a look at the new belt.”
Cindy frowned, “I didn’t agree to AARRGH!!”
John continued “I have asked the subject to comply with an order she doesn’t wish to follow. I’m in no hurry, so I can simply shock her until she follows orders.” He pressed a button on his remote again.
Cindy winced in pain. “But I’m not wearing anything under… Ow!” She looked like she was planning to rush John to grab the remote but thought better of it as the guards stepped forward. After a few more shocks she angrily took off her prison jumpsuit and stood there with her arms folded. Wearing nothing but the shiny metal chastity belt, she looked like she was debating an attack on everyone in the room. John decided he’d better get to the next part of the demonstration.
“As you can see it’s effective in the long term, but not so great in the short term. That’s where our new system comes in.” He pushed a button on his remote again. Cindy gasped in shock.
“Cindy, could you describe what you’re feeling now please.”
“It’s grabbing me!” She pulled ineffectively at the belt trying to adjust to the new discomfort.
“The new system starts by gently but firmly grabbing the clitoris of the wearer. Tiny servos are able to pull it in any direction while the belt keeps track of its own position in real time. So if I give the belt an order to move Cindy forward a few steps…”
Cindy suddenly thrust her hips forward before taking a few unsteady steps forward.
“Now what’s happening is that the servos are pulling Cindy’s clit in the direction I want her to go. The slower she follows, the more they pull. When she complies, the pull lessens. Our tests have found that this creates a very psychologically realistic illusion that the wearer’s clit is being forward on a sort of invisible leash.”
He set the program to lead Cindy in a circle around the room. She walked reluctantly around the room, yanking at her belt. She was clearly attempting to stop and defy her belt, but almost immediately stumbling forward as the pull on her clit became too much. It gave her an awkward gait as she stomped around the room with her hip thrust forward. It really did look like she had an invisible leash pulling her by her belt. John brought her to the front of the room and changed the program setting again.
Cindy quickly dropped to her knees and then lay face down on the floor.
“We can program preset paths and destinations, or a tether system that keeps the wearer within a certain distance of either a set point, a remote, or even another belt. I’ve set the program to lock Cindy’s clit to the floor, similar to the video we saw earlier. Now Cindy do you think you could take this remote from me now?”
Cindy growled and launched herself off the floor. Or at least she meant to. But she had barely gotten to one knee before crying out and pressing her crotch to the floor once more. She tried a few more times, but just couldn’t seem to manage off the floor. The best she could do was an awkward squat that kept the belt touching the floor, but let her fail wildly in John’s general direction. The onlookers chuckled at the sight as John turned his back on Cindy to address them.
“As you can see the new belt is much more effective at keeping even angry prisoners in place. But to really show you just how effective it is let’s do another demonstration. Cindy why don’t you hop up onto the table for us.”
“Fuck you!” Cindy spat.
With a shrug John manipulated the remote until Cindy was forced up onto the desk laying on her back. With a few more adjustments, he had her arching her hips up into the air.
“Now I’m afraid we do have some sales figures and reports on market share and expected profits to get through. But I’m sure Cindy won’t mind waiting for us till we’re done.”
“Like hell I won’t!”
“Time to be quiet now.” John said, clicking his remote again. Cindy grunted and raised her hips another inch. She protested again and John simply repeated the action. Soon he had silence from Cindy who was now straining to keep her clit raised to the height John had set for her.
“This is probably a good time to remind everyone that these belts do also keep the standard denial and edging package. Let’s switch that on now as well.”
A barely perceptible hum filled the room and Cindy moaned helplessly. John shushed her gently and raised her tether point slightly. He continued through his presentation. Cindy was mostly ignored throughout the rest of the meeting, but John occasionally raised the clit tether slightly whenever he felt she being too loud.
By the time John had finished his presentation, Cindy was a sweaty mess. She was stretched to the limit, thrusting her hips as high as possible. Her whole body shook and trembled from fatigue and sexual frustration.
“And that concludes my presentation.” To punctuate his point John released Cindy’s tether and she collapsed in the center of the table. Around the room there were murmurs of approval. Cindy was barely aware of hands being shook and deals being made, as she was already being pulled off the table, down to the floor.
“Ok Cindy I have some more business to attend to here. I’ve set your belt to take you to my office.”
Cindy felt the pull and took a step towards the door but was surprised to feel a downward tug on her clit.
“Oh you’re going to need to keep your clit within a few inches of the floor. See you soon.”
Cindy growled and swore as she slowly crawled out of the room.
When John finally returned to his office, Cindy was exactly where he expected. On the floor with a dildo up her ass, slowly riding it up and down. He smiled down at her.
“You know I wasn’t 100% sure this part would work, so I left it out of the presentation. It’s actually really hard to get everything lined up perfectly and it would have been a real embarrassment if you missed the dildo during the presentation.”
“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?” she screamed, “I was supposed to come in to talk about your stupid belts, not any of this!
“It was all in the paperwork you signed that you may be asked to demonstrate the effectiveness of certain security functions. It got you out of solitary, didn't it?”
Cindy continued to slowly ride the dildo.
“Well are we done? Where are the guards?”
“Oh about that. Since we’ve demonstrated that we can safely contain you, the prison has agreed to let you stay here and help me with a few other experiments and projects. Isn’t that great?”
Cindy started to reply but the vibrators in her belt suddenly kicked into high gear. Her clit was tugged to the floor, slamming the dildo up her ass in one trust. She cried out in ecstasy as she was forced to have a massive orgasm. She sagged down completely exhausted.
“Glad to see you’re as excited as I am.”
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John looked around the meeting room. Some of the most powerful people in the Chastitech company were gathered here waiting patiently to see the results of his latest project.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve seen remarkable growth in the sex toy industry and we currently have a massive lead in terms of market share. But over the last two quarters, we’ve begun to see profits plateau. Despite marketing efforts to mainstream the idea of chastity play, there’s just only so many people interested in our products.”
“This has led to efforts to diversify into other industries. You might recall that last year we started several trial programs with the prison industry. You might recall that efforts to adapt our belts to control unruly prisoners were underwhelming.”
He motioned to the screen behind him and played a video. The video showed security footage from a prison cafeteria mid riot.
“This video is from last month at a women’s prison we were using as a testing ground. The inmates were fitted with standard Chastitech belts with an enhanced shock delivery package.”
On the video, the women suddenly dropped to the floor lying face down, a few of the slower ones clearly receiving shocks for not getting down quickly enough.
“As you can see the initial tests went quite well.”
The video continued playing. Guards began moving amongst the prisoners, processing them one at a time. Suddenly one prisoner jumped to her feet. The executives in the room groaned in sympathy as she delivered a devastating kick to a guard’s stomach before slamming the guard’s head into a cafeteria table. She fell to her knees clutching her crotch as other guards dogpiled her.
John turned the video off. “As you can see, while the belts work as a general method of control and deterrent to poor behavior, when it really comes to controlling a violent criminal, they just weren’t up to the task.”
“Why not?” asked an executive, “And how do you propose to fix it?”
John smiled. He couldn’t have asked for a better segue to the next segment of his demonstration.
“I could answer that, but I thought we’d bring in an expert.”
With that he opened the door, revealing a woman wearing a prisoner's orange jumpsuit, flanked by two police officers.
“This is Cindy. The woman you just saw on video. She’s helping us in exchange for lessened punishment regarding the assault you just saw.”
Several of the men seated closer to the front scooted their chairs back slightly away from the dangerous woman.
“Cindy, these gentlemen were just asking how and why your belt didn’t prevent you from attacking the guard.”
Cindy looked at the screen for a moment clearly amused by the image it displayed.
“Well the thing is, it can’t really stop you from doing something, until you do it. It takes a second for the shocks to kick in, and you might regret it later, but by then you’re already committed. It doesn’t matter how bad it hurts later if you’re really mad now, you know?”
The execs didn’t really look like they were getting it, so John stepped forward.
“After talking with Cindy and some other prisoners, we’ve identified two main flaws. The first was technological. The delay between an unauthorized action and the punishment was too long. The fix for this was obvious. The new belt has a much more advanced set of sensors and processors that can instantly detect the wearer's movements. The second problem is psychological. It was too easy for the wearer to mentally separate an action from the consequence.”
“Now the traditional punishment shocks are quite good at coercing an eventual action. For example, Cindy please take off that jump suit and let everyone get a look at the new belt.”
Cindy frowned, “I didn’t agree to AARRGH!!”
John continued “I have asked the subject to comply with an order she doesn’t wish to follow. I’m in no hurry, so I can simply shock her until she follows orders.” He pressed a button on his remote again.
Cindy winced in pain. “But I’m not wearing anything under… Ow!” She looked like she was planning to rush John to grab the remote but thought better of it as the guards stepped forward. After a few more shocks she angrily took off her prison jumpsuit and stood there with her arms folded. Wearing nothing but the shiny metal chastity belt, she looked like she was debating an attack on everyone in the room. John decided he’d better get to the next part of the demonstration.
“As you can see it’s effective in the long term, but not so great in the short term. That’s where our new system comes in.” He pushed a button on his remote again. Cindy gasped in shock.
“Cindy, could you describe what you’re feeling now please.”
“It’s grabbing me!” She pulled ineffectively at the belt trying to adjust to the new discomfort.
“The new system starts by gently but firmly grabbing the clitoris of the wearer. Tiny servos are able to pull it in any direction while the belt keeps track of its own position in real time. So if I give the belt an order to move Cindy forward a few steps…”
Cindy suddenly thrust her hips forward before taking a few unsteady steps forward.
“Now what’s happening is that the servos are pulling Cindy’s clit in the direction I want her to go. The slower she follows, the more they pull. When she complies, the pull lessens. Our tests have found that this creates a very psychologically realistic illusion that the wearer’s clit is being forward on a sort of invisible leash.”
He set the program to lead Cindy in a circle around the room. She walked reluctantly around the room, yanking at her belt. She was clearly attempting to stop and defy her belt, but almost immediately stumbling forward as the pull on her clit became too much. It gave her an awkward gait as she stomped around the room with her hip thrust forward. It really did look like she had an invisible leash pulling her by her belt. John brought her to the front of the room and changed the program setting again.
Cindy quickly dropped to her knees and then lay face down on the floor.
“We can program preset paths and destinations, or a tether system that keeps the wearer within a certain distance of either a set point, a remote, or even another belt. I’ve set the program to lock Cindy’s clit to the floor, similar to the video we saw earlier. Now Cindy do you think you could take this remote from me now?”
Cindy growled and launched herself off the floor. Or at least she meant to. But she had barely gotten to one knee before crying out and pressing her crotch to the floor once more. She tried a few more times, but just couldn’t seem to manage off the floor. The best she could do was an awkward squat that kept the belt touching the floor, but let her fail wildly in John’s general direction. The onlookers chuckled at the sight as John turned his back on Cindy to address them.
“As you can see the new belt is much more effective at keeping even angry prisoners in place. But to really show you just how effective it is let’s do another demonstration. Cindy why don’t you hop up onto the table for us.”
“Fuck you!” Cindy spat.
With a shrug John manipulated the remote until Cindy was forced up onto the desk laying on her back. With a few more adjustments, he had her arching her hips up into the air.
“Now I’m afraid we do have some sales figures and reports on market share and expected profits to get through. But I’m sure Cindy won’t mind waiting for us till we’re done.”
“Like hell I won’t!”
“Time to be quiet now.” John said, clicking his remote again. Cindy grunted and raised her hips another inch. She protested again and John simply repeated the action. Soon he had silence from Cindy who was now straining to keep her clit raised to the height John had set for her.
“This is probably a good time to remind everyone that these belts do also keep the standard denial and edging package. Let’s switch that on now as well.”
A barely perceptible hum filled the room and Cindy moaned helplessly. John shushed her gently and raised her tether point slightly. He continued through his presentation. Cindy was mostly ignored throughout the rest of the meeting, but John occasionally raised the clit tether slightly whenever he felt she being too loud.
By the time John had finished his presentation, Cindy was a sweaty mess. She was stretched to the limit, thrusting her hips as high as possible. Her whole body shook and trembled from fatigue and sexual frustration.
“And that concludes my presentation.” To punctuate his point John released Cindy’s tether and she collapsed in the center of the table. Around the room there were murmurs of approval. Cindy was barely aware of hands being shook and deals being made, as she was already being pulled off the table, down to the floor.
“Ok Cindy I have some more business to attend to here. I’ve set your belt to take you to my office.”
Cindy felt the pull and took a step towards the door but was surprised to feel a downward tug on her clit.
“Oh you’re going to need to keep your clit within a few inches of the floor. See you soon.”
Cindy growled and swore as she slowly crawled out of the room.
When John finally returned to his office, Cindy was exactly where he expected. On the floor with a dildo up her ass, slowly riding it up and down. He smiled down at her.
“You know I wasn’t 100% sure this part would work, so I left it out of the presentation. It’s actually really hard to get everything lined up perfectly and it would have been a real embarrassment if you missed the dildo during the presentation.”
“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?” she screamed, “I was supposed to come in to talk about your stupid belts, not any of this!
“It was all in the paperwork you signed that you may be asked to demonstrate the effectiveness of certain security functions. It got you out of solitary, didn't it?”
Cindy continued to slowly ride the dildo.
“Well are we done? Where are the guards?”
“Oh about that. Since we’ve demonstrated that we can safely contain you, the prison has agreed to let you stay here and help me with a few other experiments and projects. Isn’t that great?”
Cindy started to reply but the vibrators in her belt suddenly kicked into high gear. Her clit was tugged to the floor, slamming the dildo up her ass in one trust. She cried out in ecstasy as she was forced to have a massive orgasm. She sagged down completely exhausted.
“Glad to see you’re as excited as I am.”