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.
Allison crouched low behind the thick roots of an ancient oak tree, her breath steady but her pulse hammering. The chastity belt around her waist buzzed—a gentle warning that someone was near. She resisted the urge to jump at the sudden pleasure and pressed her back against the rough bark, scanning the dense foliage. The forest stretched in all directions, a labyrinth of gnarled trees, creeping ivy, and the occasional flicker of movement. Overhead, the quiet hum of a drone reminded her that every second was being broadcast to an unseen audience.
It had been over a year since she’d been pressured into her first competition. Getting trapped in a chastity belt and forced to compete for the entertainment of a mansion full of rich assholes, wasn’t quite how she had expected to earn a living. But if you were good, the money was excellent, and she was getting quite good.
The latest competition was a battle royale-style laser tag match where only one contestant would emerge victorious. No teams. No alliances. Just twenty women scattered throughout a miles-wide forest, each armed with a laser rifle and the nerve to outlast the others. Allison was determined to win.
The belt pulsed again. The belt was the one constant in every one of the games. No matter the rules, all the contestants were wearing one and forced to endure distracting vibrations or painful shocks. In this game, the vibrators in her pussy and resting on her clit, would pulse when other contestants were near.
She held her breath and pivoted just enough to peek around the tree. A shadow flickered through the undergrowth—a tall figure moving with practiced caution. Her belt thrummed, the sensation both a blessing and a curse. It was an awareness tool, but also incredibly distracting.
Allison tightened her grip on her rifle and waited. The figure emerged into a patch of sunlight. She turned her head slightly, scanning the area.
Allison rolled out from cover, raised her rifle, and squeezed the trigger. An invisible beam shot forward, striking one of the sensors the woman wore on her harness. Her belt let out a sharp BZZT, followed by a sudden electric jolt that sent her sprawling to the ground. The belt’s second function in this game was to painfully shock competitors to simulate being hit by shot. She let out a strangled gasp as her most sensitive areas were zapped with electricity.
Allison lunged forward before she could recover. The other woman was down, but not out. Technically you were only eliminated when you went out of bounds.
She grabbed the woman’s harness and dragged her into the open. Overhead, a drone hovered expectantly, lowering a thick cable. Allison clipped it onto the woman’s vest, and within seconds, the drone’s winch activated, lifting the flailing competitor off the ground. She was hauled into the air, her body dangling as she was carried out of the battlefield, her elimination confirmed.
One down.
Allison ducked back behind the tree, her breath coming in measured pulls. She kept moving, but didn’t get far before the belt buzzed again. Another opponent. She dropped to the ground and rolled under a bush, waiting to see if her opponent would wander in front of her.
Evidently the other woman had a similar idea. With both of their belts vibrating them, they were equally aware of each other. After a few seconds the vibrations in the belt raised another notch. Allison stifled a gasp. Another few seconds and the vibrations raised again. It was getting harder and harder to remain motionless and quiet. A quiet moan came from a grove of trees to her left. She sprang up and rushed over. She practically ran right into the other woman. Her opponent was leaning against the tree, eyes, closed with both hands over her mouth to muffle her moans. Her weapon all but forgotten beside her as she neared a long awaited orgasm.
Her eyes flew open as Allison crashed through the undergrowth.
“No wait!” Allison fired and the woman dropped to her knees as her orgasm was cut short by the painful shocks. Moments later a drone appeared overhead cable descended beside them. Another moment and the woman was being yanked into the air by her harness.
The vibrations in the belt continued pushing Allison to the edge. She couldn’t help spreading her legs and touching the front of the belt.
The belt increased its vibrations again. She paused. That didn’t make any sense. The vibrations should die down once the other opponent was taken away. The only way it would go up is if..
A shot struck her square in the back, and fire shot through her body as the electric jolt took hold. She doubled over and collapsed to her knees as electricity shot through her clit. Footsteps approached, crunching softly against the leaves.
She had let the vibrations distract her. She didn’t consider that three competitors in close proximity would trigger the vibrations the same as two would. Her attacker wasted no time. A pair of strong hands grabbed her arms, yanking her upward and dragging her toward an open clearing where a drone was already lowering its cable.
Most women gave up once they were shot, but Allison twisted free and scrambled for her gun. The shocks drove through her again as the woman shot her a second time. The pain was even worse than the last time. The woman kicked her gun away and continued dragging her towards the cable. She paused for a moment before zapping Allison a third time and put down her gun to work the cable.
Allison gritted her teeth, forcing herself to fight through the pain. Her fingers curled against the belt as she tried to touch her aching clit. Her opponent reached to clip the cables onto her vest. Allison surged forward with everything she had left, driving her head into the woman’s face. The woman fell back screaming pain and anger from the vicious headbutt.
Physically fighting was considered poor sportsmanship but it wasn’t against the rules. Allusion grabbed the waiting cable and clipped it to the woman’s harness before she could recover.
With a startled yell, the woman was lifted skyward, her body jerking in midair as she realized what was happening.
Allison remained on her knees, breathing heavily as she watched her opponent drift away still failing and screaming in anger. Allison’s whole pussy still ached from the jolt. She picked up the gun and sighted at the woman disappearing into the distance. She fired and was rewarded with a scream as the woman’s belt gave her a taste of the brutal shocks.
Three down.
The game wasn’t over yet. Gritting her teeth, she pushed herself to her feet and vanished into the shadows once more.
Hours later, bruised, aching, and quite a bit richer, Allison leaned wearily against her car. She wiped a smear of dried mud from her cheek and exhaled. She was ready to go home.
A woman in a tailored suit leaned casually against the driver’s side door, arms crossed. Her gaze was sharp, assessing.
"You put on quite a show today."
Allison groaned inwardly. Not another recruiter. "Let me guess. You represent some underground circuit and want me to sign up for your next battle game?"
The woman’s smile was thin and knowing. "Close. I am recruiting for a battle, but this time, it’s no game."
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The Event - Part 2
Part 1 here: https://kinky-quill.bdsmlr.com/post/649169414
Allison crouched low behind the thick roots of an ancient oak tree, her breath steady but her pulse hammering. The chastity belt around her waist buzzed—a gentle warning that someone was near. She resisted the urge to jump at the sudden pleasure and pressed her back against the rough bark, scanning the dense foliage. The forest stretched in all directions, a labyrinth of gnarled trees, creeping ivy, and the occasional flicker of movement. Overhead, the quiet hum of a drone reminded her that every second was being broadcast to an unseen audience.
It had been over a year since she’d been pressured into her first competition. Getting trapped in a chastity belt and forced to compete for the entertainment of a mansion full of rich assholes, wasn’t quite how she had expected to earn a living. But if you were good, the money was excellent, and she was getting quite good.
The latest competition was a battle royale-style laser tag match where only one contestant would emerge victorious. No teams. No alliances. Just twenty women scattered throughout a miles-wide forest, each armed with a laser rifle and the nerve to outlast the others. Allison was determined to win.
The belt pulsed again. The belt was the one constant in every one of the games. No matter the rules, all the contestants were wearing one and forced to endure distracting vibrations or painful shocks. In this game, the vibrators in her pussy and resting on her clit, would pulse when other contestants were near.
She held her breath and pivoted just enough to peek around the tree. A shadow flickered through the undergrowth—a tall figure moving with practiced caution. Her belt thrummed, the sensation both a blessing and a curse. It was an awareness tool, but also incredibly distracting.
Allison tightened her grip on her rifle and waited. The figure emerged into a patch of sunlight. She turned her head slightly, scanning the area.
Allison rolled out from cover, raised her rifle, and squeezed the trigger. An invisible beam shot forward, striking one of the sensors the woman wore on her harness. Her belt let out a sharp BZZT, followed by a sudden electric jolt that sent her sprawling to the ground. The belt’s second function in this game was to painfully shock competitors to simulate being hit by shot. She let out a strangled gasp as her most sensitive areas were zapped with electricity.
Allison lunged forward before she could recover. The other woman was down, but not out. Technically you were only eliminated when you went out of bounds.
She grabbed the woman’s harness and dragged her into the open. Overhead, a drone hovered expectantly, lowering a thick cable. Allison clipped it onto the woman’s vest, and within seconds, the drone’s winch activated, lifting the flailing competitor off the ground. She was hauled into the air, her body dangling as she was carried out of the battlefield, her elimination confirmed.
One down.
Allison ducked back behind the tree, her breath coming in measured pulls. She kept moving, but didn’t get far before the belt buzzed again. Another opponent. She dropped to the ground and rolled under a bush, waiting to see if her opponent would wander in front of her.
Her eyes flew open as Allison crashed through the undergrowth.
“No wait!” Allison fired and the woman dropped to her knees as her orgasm was cut short by the painful shocks. Moments later a drone appeared overhead cable descended beside them. Another moment and the woman was being yanked into the air by her harness.
The vibrations in the belt continued pushing Allison to the edge. She couldn’t help spreading her legs and touching the front of the belt.
The belt increased its vibrations again. She paused. That didn’t make any sense. The vibrations should die down once the other opponent was taken away. The only way it would go up is if..
A shot struck her square in the back, and fire shot through her body as the electric jolt took hold. She doubled over and collapsed to her knees as electricity shot through her clit. Footsteps approached, crunching softly against the leaves.
She had let the vibrations distract her. She didn’t consider that three competitors in close proximity would trigger the vibrations the same as two would. Her attacker wasted no time. A pair of strong hands grabbed her arms, yanking her upward and dragging her toward an open clearing where a drone was already lowering its cable.
Most women gave up once they were shot, but Allison twisted free and scrambled for her gun. The shocks drove through her again as the woman shot her a second time. The pain was even worse than the last time. The woman kicked her gun away and continued dragging her towards the cable. She paused for a moment before zapping Allison a third time and put down her gun to work the cable.
Allison gritted her teeth, forcing herself to fight through the pain. Her fingers curled against the belt as she tried to touch her aching clit. Her opponent reached to clip the cables onto her vest. Allison surged forward with everything she had left, driving her head into the woman’s face. The woman fell back screaming pain and anger from the vicious headbutt.
Physically fighting was considered poor sportsmanship but it wasn’t against the rules. Allusion grabbed the waiting cable and clipped it to the woman’s harness before she could recover.
With a startled yell, the woman was lifted skyward, her body jerking in midair as she realized what was happening.
Allison remained on her knees, breathing heavily as she watched her opponent drift away still failing and screaming in anger. Allison’s whole pussy still ached from the jolt. She picked up the gun and sighted at the woman disappearing into the distance. She fired and was rewarded with a scream as the woman’s belt gave her a taste of the brutal shocks.
Three down.
The game wasn’t over yet. Gritting her teeth, she pushed herself to her feet and vanished into the shadows once more.
She would outlast them all.
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Hours later, bruised, aching, and quite a bit richer, Allison leaned wearily against her car. She wiped a smear of dried mud from her cheek and exhaled. She was ready to go home.
"You put on quite a show today."
Allison groaned inwardly. Not another recruiter. "Let me guess. You represent some underground circuit and want me to sign up for your next battle game?"
The woman’s smile was thin and knowing. "Close. I am recruiting for a battle, but this time, it’s no game."