Chastity People Chapter 6

A Femdom coming of age in the CARGO 'verse, where the NHS installs permanent chastity devices!

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As they pulled out of the campus, Nell asked, "What is your name?"

"Gunny."

"Gunny?"

Gunny fought with the gear stick. The van clunked, the engine revved and they picked up speed, heading east.

"Video game reference," said Gunny. "Better than Gertrude. And you're Nell."

Nell twisted in her seat to contemplate the woman who was going to take her Lesbian cherry.

They drove in silence as the warehouses and shopping centres petered out. "You're curious," said Gunny. "Ask me anything."

Nell tried to sort out her questions, gave up.

"Gertrude," she said. "You must love your parents very much."

"Totally. But --- beep! --- not a question."

"OK, where are we going?"

"You wanted trees?"

"OK."

Half-an-hour passed.

Gunny turned off onto narrow road, then a lane, then past a modern farm steading, then the camper van was rattling up a track towards some woods. Seagulls wheeled in the blue sky.

There was a gate marked, "PRIVATE! KEEP OUT! DANGEROUS CLIFFS!".

Gunny had Nell hop out and open it. "Are you sure?"

"It's fine I know the owner."

Nell closed the gate and they bumped along until they the scraggly trees gave out and they reached a static caravan. Beyond, the rocky landscape dropped away giving a view out onto the roiling North Sea.

"Storm last night, it'll be warm," said Gunny she parked.

"Depends on your definition of warm," said Nell.

Gunny opened the rear door and took out a military backpack.

"I thought you said a walk. This looks like camping."

"I brought dinner," said Gunny. "Not exactly a lot of fish and chip shops out here." She pointed at a shed. "Real toilet."

"You know how to treat a girl," said Nell, but she was glad enough of the real toilet.

Despite herself, Nell relaxed.

The woods were spiky and overgrown, and the storm had torn away most of the leaves, but she had to agree that Gunny had delivered on the 'trees' concept.

"You look more chilled already," said Gunny.

"What is this place?"

"Belongs to Toffee..."

"Is that another video game reference?"

"No," said Gunny, "she's this old artist lady I met when I went travelling. I think Toffee is some kind of niche joke."

Nell glanced at her companion. "You're a bit older than me."

"Twenty two," said Gunny. "Needed to see the world and sew my wild oats before college."

"And did you?"

"Oh yes. That's how I met Toffee. Always stopping off to sketch me. Bloody artists."

Nell giggled. "Mood killer!"

"Well frustrating, really. She liked to do it once she had me tied up and turned on!"

"Oh." Nell felt her cheeks warm, then felt embarrassed about feeling embarrassed, so that now her cheeks literally burned.

"Have you ever done bondage?"

The question shocked Nell out of her feedback loop. "I..." She brushed back a stray lock of hair, tried to ignore the hungry glance from Gunny. "I'm not sure."

"Not sure? You've been with a chaste."

"Might have been," said Nell and found herself giggling.

"Dick optional, then," said Gunny. "That's a start."

They walked in silence, Nell listening to the sound of the sea beyond the woods.

"Talking of dicks, there aren't any here," said Gunny. "You can't see it, but we're on a headland and just nobody comes here."

"Oh." Nell glanced around. "Just the two of us."

"Perfectly safe these days."

That was true, thanks mostly to the Artemis Industries Lie Detector being admissible in court. However, Nell knew that they weren't talking about women's safety.

So, this was where they were going to Do It, in the autumn woods like a pair of mad elves. It struck Nell as way too cold, but maybe Gunny had a sleeping bag in her backpack.

"Not as good as Dianaville, though," said Gunny.

"What's that? A Wonderwoman Theme Park?"

"Next best thing. Woman-only charter city on a Canadian island."

"I thought Artemis was already doing that at New Artemesia?"

Gunny shook her head. "That's Chastes and Virgos."

"Do Chastes count?"

"They do if you don't like being ogled by men."

"Self punishing, though," said Nell.

"There is that... Virgos tend to be functionally bisexual, did you know that?"

Here we go, thought Nell. "No I, did not... Wow."

The trees had opened out to reveal a drop to a rocky cove. The cove had a pebbly beach with grey-green waves marching in, rank after rank.

"Nothing out there until Norway," said Gunny. "Makes you think." She started down the rocks. "Come on!"

Nell scrambled down after her, backwards.

Gunny had dumped her rucksack on a flat rock in the mouth of a cave and was unlacing her army boots.

So this was it, at last. They were going to have sex in a cave. "Is this your seduction technique?"

"No, I'm going for a swim."

"But I didn't bring a swimming costume."

"Good," said Gunny. "Nor did I." She flashed a grin. "I'd hate for you to make me self conscious."

The boots came off, then the socks. She unbuckled her BDSM collar, then pulled off her top layer in one go.

The afternoon sun made her a vision of radiant honey tinted skin. Her breasts were firm in the cold, and yes she did have a hoop through each nipple. An alien creature.

Even so...

"No," said Nell. "I am not jumping in the freaking North Sea in September. Let alone naked."

Gunny pulled down her panties and trousers --- matching khaki, naturally. A neat arrowhead of blonde frizz pointed to pursed outer lips.

"You're insane," said Nell. She took off her hat, and the wind whipped her hair into swirling tangle. "Couldn't we please just skip to having sex?"

Turning away, Gunny pulled out a changing robe and a towel and turned away to lay them on the rock. She had a snake tattoo coiling up from her spine. "This way they catch the afternoon sun so they'll be warm for after."

"Not convincing me." Nell sat down and undid her boots. "You swim, I'll paddle."

Gunny turned back. She hopped from toe to toe, breasts bouncing. "Come on, I'm getting cold."

"Insane." Nell started to roll up her walking trousers.

"They'll get wet anyway," said Gunny.

Nell shrugged and took them off. "Satisfied?"

"Jump in the water, everything will make sense. Please please please! There's a Thermos of artisan hot chocolate in the bag for after, and sausages to grill on a driftwood fire. It'll be... Pirate Core."

"Arr," said Nell. She pulled off her jumper and thermal top. Then her bra. The cold air instantly perked her nipples.

"Nice rack," said Gunny.

"I thought this wasn't a pass," said Nell. Feeling the blonde woman's eyes on her, she stooped --- cold breasts quivering rather than swinging --- and took of her panties.

"Come on," said Gunny. "Last one in's an oral slave!" She took off down the pebbles.

"A what!?" Nell scurried after her, flat footed on the cold pebbles. She caught up as a spent wave washed over the beach.

Gunny took her hand, cried, "Draw!"

They ran in together.

Icy water splashed Nell's legs.

She screamed but her legs kept going, carrying her onward.

The frigid waves clawed her thighs, her crotch, her belly, clutched her heart. She screamed again, then she was laughing and swimming while the cold sea lifted her up and down.

Gunny bobbed up like a surfacing otter, short hair plastered, and kissed her --- lips cold and rubbery.

Nell put down her feet and stood up. She flicked the sodden hair out of her face and reached for Gunny.

A wave lifted both of them.

A moment of laughing and flailing, then as they settled, Gunny caught Nell's waist and pressed in with another kiss, open mouthed.

Nell wrapped around her legs around Gunny's hips, tucked her heels in the crook of her knees.

And there she was clamped to another woman, as taut skinned and cold as pair of statues, and it was just as beautiful and just as unreal.

But it warmed her inside, made Nell's vagina flex so she could feel a core of heat between her legs like a submarine's nuclear reactor powering her to more adventures.

A gust of wind flicked her hair. A wet lock got caught between them.

Gunny broke the kiss and glanced out to sea. "Looks like rain. Back to the cave."

The cold only really hit Nell as she ran naked up the pebbles into the lengthening shadow of the cliff.

Gunny tossed her the robe. It had caught the sun, and Nell was glad of the warm towelling.

Gunny was naked, nipples standing out from the cold so that her hoops looked like little golden door knockers. She fished the flask out of her rucksack and poured two steaming mugs.

It really was good hot chocolate.

The fine rain arrived with the wind, speckling Gunny's skin. A cloud went over the sun, throwing the beach into gloom.

"Aren't you cold?" asked Nell.

"Not for long." Gunny dragged the backpack into the cave. "Come on."

Nell followed the naked blonde into the cave, feeling her way with her cold feet.

There was some rummaging and clattering. Flames flickered and there was the driftwood fire as promised.

"This is a perfect cave," said Nell.

It was!

It wasn't a big cave --- her college room was larger --- but it was cosy in the way you wanted to imagine a cave could be. The entrance was at an angle to baffle the prevailing wind. The stone floor was smooth as if swept clean and there was no junk or litter other than driftwood piled up near the rocky wall. The smoke from the fire vanished into the roof --- must be a natural chimney --- and there was also a sea-polished log to sit on.

It could have been any time in history, or pre-history --- except for the camping mat rolled out on the floor at the back of the cave.

Gunny tugged at her robe. "Make it more perfect --- you'll warm up faster.

Nell pulled off the robe and tried to tease out her hair.

Gunny just moved in from the side, furry bush pressed against Nell's hip, and kissed her neck with smooth lips.

Nell tried to speak, could only moan. Instead, she reached around and tugged one Gunny's nipple rings. The cold flesh stretched out into taut cones.

Gunny gasped and tweaked Nell's nipple in return.

For a moment they just stood there swaying while languid waves of pleasure swept up and down Nell's spine and Gunny's furry groin twitched against her hip.

Then Gunny shifted to kiss her, mouth open, tongue forward.

Nell took her waist and returned the kiss.

Breasts squished between them, they did an ungainly waltz to the bedding mat. Gunny drew her down, then slid between her legs so Nell landed kneeling on her face.

"Sorry..." began Nell.

"I recognise this scent!" Gunny sucked, probed with her tongue and let out a throaty, "Mmmm."

Suddenly Nell did feel warm, and it was more than the heat of the fire on her naked skin.

Gunny tangled her arms in Nell's thighs, drew in her knees to cushion her back, and she licked.

And it felt like it was happening to somebody else, a long way away, or maybe a long time ago.

Here Nell was, naked in a cave by firelight, her shadow dancing on the wall, breasts and all, and the wind howling outside and the waves thumping like ancient log drums.

Then the sensation of lips on vulva, tongue on clitoris caught up with her. She shuddered and ground herself against Gunny's face.

Gunny's tongue speeded up.

Nell shuddered. She clutched her breasts to steady them, found she was pinching her own nipples, hard.

The orgasm speared through her like a shaft of ancient light. The cave captured her cries, echoed them back to her...

She lifted off Gunny's face.

A cold breeze tickled her wet vulva.

Suddenly Nell was naked in a cave again... but this time really naked, as if the orgasm had stripped bare her soul. "I..."

Nell was going to say, I want to go home.

However, Gunny took her hips and somehow managed to turn her around 180 degrees so she was facing the other woman's parted thighs.

Nell could still get up and leave now, but she would be leaving her nakedness behind. There was only one way to cancel it out.

Nell lowered herself on the other woman.

Cold breasts pressed her belly and she was face to face with a vulva.

I'm not a lesbian, she thought. But this was marble statues at play, it wasn't real.

Except the fresh woman-scent of Gunny's vulva was real, and Gunny's clitoris was also real and easy enough to find with her tongue.

Upside down like this, there was no need for Nell to negotiate more private lips and juices. Everything was clean and clinical.

Like statues.

Gunny groaned and squirmed under her, clamped her mouth over Nell's pubic bone and tongued her now-sensitive clitoris.

Nell whimpered but returned the licking with vigour.

Gunny kicked her muscular legs, groaned so Nell could feel the vibration in her labia minora. The blonde girl tensed, thrust her crotch up into Nell's face, burrowed her fingers into the flesh of Nell's buttocks.

Nell flicked harder, faster.

Gunny spread her muscular golden-skinned legs until the flickering shadows from the fire made her thigh tendons stand out like ropes. She shuddered, let out a muffled, "Oh fuck!" Her short fingernails dug into Nell's bottom. She sucked hard, stretching Nell's labia into her mouth. Then she screamed into her vagina.

That, more than the sensation, set off a little explosion that rolled up Nell's spine to flicker white across her vision.

They lay there, chests heaving like sprinters, Gunny's breath tickling Nell's spine.

After a while, Nell wriggled her hips. "You can keep going."

"My tongue's fucked." Gunny struggled out from beneath her. Shiny lips curved into a grin. "But, I have something you'll like. How are your kegels?"

"What?" said Nell. "My kegels are very fine, thank you. I do my exercises."

"Great. Lie down, close your eyes."

Nell did as she was bidden and lay there listening. Beyond the cave, the wind kept up its howling, but she could make out the crackle of the fire and the homely sound of Gunny rummaging in her kit bag. Bare feet came nearer, then Gunny's hands lifted Nell's knees and spread them.

Strong fingers probed Nell's labia, slipped into her vagina.

"You're going to finger me?"

"Wait and see." The fingers withdrew, then something else pushed in...

"A dildo?"

"Sort of."

The sex toy softly expanded to fill her vagina. "OK," said Gunny. "You can look."

Nell opened her eyes, raised her head and screamed.

She had a penis!

Nell leapt to her feet, flapped her arms and skipped around the cave squealing, chased by her own be-penised shadow.

She paused for breath and the penis was still there, big and heavy, larger than Adam's, with a fat head that looked like you it could concuss somebody.

Gunny grabbed Nell's shoulders. "I didn't expect that reaction."

Nell looked down at the interloper, which was nuzzling the other woman's belly. It really was anatomically correct. "So it's a double-dildo." She jiggled her hips so that it wobbled comically. "How does it stay in?"

"The bulb compresses then expands. Nice bit of engineering."

"It is. But what's in it for me?"

Gunny reached down and stroked the monster's shaft. There was a thrum and an intense sensation in Nell's clitoris.

Nell's hips twitched.

Gunny grinned. "Haptic feedback. Batteries are good for twelve hours." She took Nell's hands. "Now, are you going to fuck me?"

It was surprisingly easy to cover Gunny's body with hers.

Outside, the wind screamed. The waves boomed. The fire flickered.

The blonde woman guided the dildo in and Nell thrust.

And thrusting set the built-in vibrator chattering against Nell's clitoris, so she did it again... and again... churning wet sounds out of Gunny's vagina while the pleasure spread out from her own clit, stiffened her nipples so it felt as if the penis was hers.

Gunny whimpered and thrust back, tilting her pelvis, stomach muscles tensing, nipple rings twinkling in the firelight. Her short nails clawed Nell's back.

The storm rose beyond the cave. The wind screamed.

Gunny let out a ululating roar.

Nell pounded into her.

She had time to think, I'm doing this!

Then her own orgasm roared through her. Nell's hips shuddered, the dildo splatted in Gunny's vagina. Everything blurred.

After, Gunny craned her neck to plant a light kiss on Nell's mouth. "That's the one thing a chaste can't give you."

"What's that?" said Nell, withdrawing gently. The dildo plopped free of Gunny's vagina but stayed firmly rooted in hers.

Gunny groaned, then grinned. "His orgasm."

"Then," said Nell, "I had better collect more of yours. On your hands and knees, I want to try doggy position."

"I said you had dominant energy..."

"Nell? Are you OK," asked Milo, the next morning in the campus caf as Nell rather stiffly stepped up to collect the big mug of Americano she planned to sip as she finally took her shower.

"I fucked my back," said Nell. "And I've got a lab all afternoon.

Milo, blinked at her.

Fuck. She'd said the F-word.

Nell felt herself blush, which was silly having spent a night of sex-toy-assisted lesbian passion in a cave, followed by a frantic cross-country drive in a rattling old camper van, only to arrive late for class with beach-bum hair and then have to sit there reeking of sex the whole time while people kept glancing at her.

"To be precise," said Nell, flicking back a strand of sea-braided hair, "I fucked my back fucking."

Grains of sand scattered across Milo's jumper.

Milo lowered his big eyes and brushed at them. "Oh."

"A woman," Nell added. "I was... fucking a woman." It wasn't that she cared about him being jealous, she just didn't want him to picture her with Adam's dick jammed down her throat.

"Oh." Milo looked up at her. "Do you need painkillers? I can fetch a packet from my room..."

"Already taken some," said Nell.

Milo tugged at his glass collar and a little tingle reminded Nell that he was similarly bound... elsewhere. "Any other way I can help?" he asked.

"Not, unless you're a secretly a trained physio."

"Oh," said Milo. "Actually, they did teach us how to do a basic massage back in..." He lowered his voice. "...Chaste Induction Class."

Nell tilted her head --- shedding more sand from her tangled hair --- and contemplated the Chaste. From any other man --- a 'basic' as they called them --- that would have felt like a crude come-on, but it wasn't as if Milo could do anything.

"OK," said Nell. "I've got just over an hour. Let's go."

The shower could wait.

While you're waiting for the next chapter, read a romance set in Year 15 of the CARGO'verse!!