“I was wondering when you would notice. Its a device to keep beautiful young ladies pure of body, if not of heart. It’s called a chastity girdle.�...�“I don’t understand,” Alice said, exploring the contraption with her fingers and hands.“It’s quite simple. I have locked it into place upon you and, as long as I hold this,” Nobody held up a slender key fashioned from silver, “No one can access your feminine charms.”“You mean my… my cunny?” she asked, blushing, unable to bring herself to say ‘my cunt’. Rebecca said, slapping me hard on mybottom and making me jump and whimper at the unexpected nature of beingcorrected when I really had done nothing wrong. It was to be a theme inmy life as a sissy maid and cuckold -- being punished, disciplined,corrected or abused for not knowing or doing something that I had no wayof knowing it was wanted. Or, the punishment or correction might comefrom something Ms. Rebecca or Master Mark thought that I was feeling suchas being paddled for "staring at. "I might have time today that we could get together." Gary typed."Really?" Stephanie typed."Yep." Gary typed."Ok." Stephanie typed."See you at 7." Gary typed.Stephanie smiled suddenly thinking of the prospect of getting to see Gary tonight. She wasn't expecting this change of events but was glad it was happening because that meant she got to be alone with him. She was always happy when she knew she'd get to see him and tonight was no exception.She talked to Gary a little bit while longer then. Two weeks later I got a call from my cousin, stating that things may work out and I could get to fuck my aunt.She had planned a trip to a temple, about 100 kms away and they were planning to stay there overnight. I was to join there. I agreed.On the day I reached the temple town in time and received both of them.My aunt was cool and composed, and enquired about my health etc I took a double room for them and a single room for me, to convince the hotel guys, that we are genuine pilgrims. That.