beltedcarmen: I met up with BF at our favourite drinks place - belted. I hadn’t seen him in a

beltedcarmen:

I met up with BF at our favourite drinks place - belted. I hadn’t seen him in a while, so I was so excited just to see him. We hugged for a while, and slowly his hands moved down to my waist where he felt my belt.

‘Good girl,’ he said. And I melted.

After hanging out with friends, we headed back to his. Let me repeat again - after being belted for 8 (almost 9) days, I was so excited to a) be let out and b) have sex. He unlocked me, we took a shower together, and then I obviously started pawing at him. Because it’s what the belt makes me do. 

He was a bit rougher than usual (fine by me, and this was all consensual), and finally I was getting a bit closer. He could tell, so he started speeding up. After he came, he immediately stopped and told me to put on my belt. 

‘Wait what? I’ve been belted for so long!’

‘I know. One more night isn’t going to hurt you.’ 

Harrrrrumpfh. 

Devotional Training: Belted.