Private Signal

Lilly returned to her apartment.

Defeated, horny, frustrated, and scared.

She wasn't in the belt for a single full day, yet her timer went over 100 days - with the gift from the doctor, which Lilly (to her terror) accepted, she had a total of 107 days to spend in the belt. With no sex, not even anal, no masturbation, no chance of an orgasm.

She'd stay denied all that time, and there was nothing she could do.

Except, if she would fail the daily and weekly tasks that the doctor set up for her, she'd be denied even longer...

Lilly wouldn't even think about risking it. The past few hours since she lost any chance of relief were already much more tormenting than she anticipated. She only hoped her body would at some point get somewhat used to the situation, and instead of burning inferno of need, she'd "only" simmer.

Even in such a best scenario, she knew her future would be torturous. Not to mention the hell she'd have to live through if she couldn't get used to it even a bit...

The girl sat down, resting her head between her hands, her thoughts racing. She decided she'd go for a long walk to get her daily tasks completed.

Lilly tried to spend as much time that day occupied as she could. A walk, meeting with friends, shopping, then at home the rest of the unpacking, watching TV series, reading. She tried to get into fast paced stories, as they occupied her mind better.

Still, she was very aware of her body, and the device locked onto her.

In the evening she was overcome with need, and in her horny state she decided to fuel her need and frustration even more. She knew she'd regret it, but at the same time she'd have a lot of fun with it. With no end in sight.

Lilly undressed, and laid in her bed, with her laptop, and her favorite vibrator. She quickly opened her preferred porn website, and found an interesting video.

She watched as on the screen, an attractive redhead was led on a leash towards pillory, locked into it, flogged, and roughly fucked - first by a man, then by an another woman with a strap on.

As the video streamed, Lilly massaged her own body. Her legs, thighs, her waist, her neck, and her breasts. As the girl on the screen moaned and screamed, Lilly groaned in not only frustration, but raging jealousy. She needed the same things being done to her. Yet, as her fingers again tried to get under the belt, she only felt how wet she was.

This feeling was going to become properly annoying in the coming days.

Soon, she turned on the vibrator and screamed in anger, as she only heard it bouncing on the metal belt, but without feeling anything. She then teased her nipples with it, which did work on her, but wasn't nearly enough to bring her to climax.

Lilly's body moved on its own, tensing and arching. And when finally the girl on the screen started to orgasm, a few tears poured from Lilly's eyes, as the frustration and jealousy poured from her with a thunder of angry slurs aimed at the actress...

When the girl on the screen panted heavily, with a satisfied smile, Lilly tossed in her bed, hitting her pillow, and the belt, swearing at herself for doing this to her own body and mind. And she wanted more, she wanted to continue. It took all of her willpower to close the website, turn on some music, and go take a shower.

The shower didn't do her any good when it comes to her state, but at least feeling refreshed was nice. Her body was very sensitive though, so even taking a shower fueled her desire even more.

At least, she was tired and defeated enough to try to sleep. Lilly's mind was still filled with erotic fantasies, so it took a lot more tossing and turning, with attempts at masturbation, and massaging every part of her body that was still accessible, until she finally fell asleep.

The coming days were more of the same, just ever more intense and demanding. At least at work her mind was fully occupied. That is until the middle of the second week - then her need creeped into her mind enough that she couldn't ignore it even at work. Moreover the sleeping situation didn't improve at all.

That pushed Lilly to seek help again at the doctor - the same who helped her register her belt. She got a prescription for medication that would help with her sleep, and the sleep schedule requirement of her belt was pushed back another week, and she got a prescription for medicine that, for eight hours (meaning it would only last during her work) would suppress her libido. Five pills a week, no more, to be bought weekly. At least, the University provided a full refund for both medicines for its employees. Students weren't so lucky though.

This meant at least at work Lilly could function normally, and she finally had enough sleep each day. But, the rest of the time was becoming more and more of a challenge. She felt her growing need and frustration all the time, and the practically constant wetness was another thing driving her insane.

She hated it. She felt it all the time, it reminded her what she needed but couldn't have, and simply was physically annoying. Lilly had to use the belt's cleaning function a few times a day to not lose her mind, and to have at least a bit of a break from the feeling.

At least, she was happy with how the belt forced her to put more attention to other parts of her body, and explore it's sensuality, even if she mostly tried to play with her breasts and nipples in fleeting hopes she could reach some kind of relief that way.

All in all, she had fun, and enjoyed her torment in a masochistic way, but it didn't mean she wasn't regretting every second of her torture. She already knew that the time set was way too long, especially when she was "playing" alone. She thought that maybe just a week would be enough of a challenge. But, there was nothing she could do now, other than submit to her suffering, and make it worse.

Four weeks after she put on the belt, Lilly's friend from work, Carrie, set her up on a blind date with her friend - a civil engineer named Ben.

Lilly was hesitant at first, due to her belt situation, but Carrie was so enthusiastic about Lilly meeting Ben, and so sure the two would hit it off, she convinced Lilly to go on that date.

And they did. The first date was great, they had a lot in common, both being nerdy, listening to similar music, loving the same books, and having a silly type of humor.

At the end of the second date, as Ben walked her home, Lilly invited him in. She did so at a spur of the moment, and her heart immediately jumped to her throat, as she worried about her belt being discovered.

She offered him tea, and they both talked, a bit more tensed up this time, especially Lilly was visibly backed up and reserved.

"Lilly, is everything allright?" Asked Ben.

"Y-yes. I... I just got a bit nervous, I..."

"You know you don't have to do anything? It's ok, really. We can talk, you know I enjoy talking with you. Or if you're not comfortable, I can leave. Hopefully we'll have another date."

"It's not that! I want you to stay... It's... I..."

"Take your time, Lilly, there's no rush."

She fell silent for a moment, then spoke again.

"I want you to stay. We both know why I invited you in, and I want it. I want it. It's just, I should have told you before. I... I can't..."

"I understand it. And I don't want to put any pressure on you, I like you, as, well, you."

"Thanks..." Lilly sighed with relief.

"And I don't want to pry, but, can I ask why? You obviously don't have to answer."

"You should know, it's... It's just difficult to talk about it. I'm kind of... Embarrassed, and worried what you'd think of me..." She fell silent again.

"Well, if it's some kind of infection, these things unfortunately happen, as long as you're honest about it there's no need to be embarrassed. And if it's because of religion, or other beliefs, it's valid and also no reason for embarrassment. I know I won't hold that against you."

"Heh, it's none of that. I'm healthy. And I don't care about religion when it comes to sexuality. You're sweet though, I really appreciate that Ben. But there's something else. I'm a deviant..."

"Ok. Well, I'm too, what are the odds of that? But seriously, I'm part of a local kink community, I frequently go to events. So, whatever you're into, I'm not going to kinkshane you. I might ask kink-why, but that's all. Lilly, you can tell me whatever it is."

"Wait, events? Like, local?" Lilly suddenly got a lot more lively.

"Of course. Maybe you'd like to join us some time? There are some social ones that would be nice for a start."

"I'd love to! Uff, ok, I feel a lot better now. Please promise me you won't judge. At least too much..."

"Of course."

"Did you hear about the research at the University?"

"Yeah, there are even people sneaking into the Uni to get free belts... Wait, are you...?"

"I'm wearing one."

"Wow."

"Yeah..."

"That's kinda incredible. Can I ask why?"

Lilly told him her story, how she was kinky for years now and how she loved the idea of being belted and denied, and in future being controlled like that by someone, and how she bit more than she can chew with locking her belt.

"Well, Lilly, I'm impressed. That's some commitment to a kink."

"You're not weirded out?"

"Obviously not. It's, excuse me being blunt, it's hot."

"Thanks. Sooo... You'd still like to have fun with me? Even though I can't have sex?"

"Yes! Sorry, I think I've let my enthusiasm out... You know, I'd love to see the belt."

"Sure you do," Lilly sighed and playfully rolled her eyes with a slight smile. She was now relaxed, after she met with being accepted.

She increased the volume of the music, got up from the sofa, and started to striptease.

"Before we start," she whispered, leaning towards Ben, "You can touch me everywhere that's not covered by clothes, but keep sitting on the sofa..."

Lilly started to slowly dance to the music, her hands tracing her body, and squeezing it. She didn't rush it, building anticipation for both herself and Ben. Only once she saw a glimmer of impatience on his face, she finally started to undress.

It took another while until she turned around, in only her bra and skirt, facing her back towards her guest, and she unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground. Lilly put her hands over her breasts and turned to face Ben. She played with her tits, massaging them, squeezing them, but still keeping them covered with her hands.

She walked towards the sofa, leaned over, bringing her breasts close to Ben's face, and finally she moved her hands away - she wrapped them around Ben's head, and guided his head towards herself.

He put his hands on her hips for the first time feeling the metal contraption hidden under the skirt, while his lips touched Lilly's breasts. He started planting small kisses all over them, circling closer and closer to her nipples, until finally his lips touched one of them, then the second, next it was his tongue.

At that point Lilly was blushing, lightly shaking, and breathing heavily. Then she froze as she felt a playful bite on her nipple. With it still being bitten, she climbed on the sofa and straddled Ben. She moaned as he released it, and did the same to the other one.