Sophia!Alexander was in awe of the sight before him.

Standing in the doorway to their bedroom was an absolute knock-out of a girl. Her face was cute - heart-shaped with big, bluish-violet eyes. Framing them was a fairly heavy amount of eyeliner. Alexander wasn’t sure whether Soma had applied the make-up himself, or if that was just how the suit had come. Her nose was small and her cheeks were a bit plump and rosy with blush. Her cute, small mouth was twisted into a confident, yet sadistic smile, which Sophia hadn’t seen on Soma ever before; it made Alex excited for what was to come.

The girl was dressed in a single, shiny, black latex bodysuit, covering everything but her hands, feet, and head. There was a zipper down from the top of her neck to the top of her ass with fasteners at both ends, which would obviously allow access to her breasts and genitals. She was well-proportioned, with a skinny waist, C or D-cup breasts, thin arms, a wide, curvaceous derriere, and long, toned legs. She had to be almost as tall as Soma was normally; around 5’11”, Alex rationalized. Her wavy blonde hair was tied up tightly into a ponytail that descended to the middle of her back.

Once she was sure that Alex had taken her in, Soma spoke:

“Well, I assume you’re my next client?” Her voice was mid-range for a girl, yet it oozed sexuality. “Come on then, I don’t want to mess with someone I’m not supposed to. Legal issues and all that.”

Alexander knew that she was aware that he was Sophia in a skin, but he decided to play along with her game.

“Y-yes, I am, miss…”

“Mistress Grace is what you’ll be calling me for our time together,” she responded forcefully and quickly. “Don’t keep me waiting. Come on back.” Grace moved forward and grabbed him hard, yanking him off of the couch and dragging him back into their room.

Alex was taken aback from this amount of assertiveness she was showing. Soma would never do this kind of stuff. He was sure that even if Soma had tried to, he’d just end up breaking down from ‘being mean to his beloved’, which wasn’t a bad thing at all. But this was Sophia!Alexander’s time to be dominated. Fully.

Upon returning to their room, Grace practically threw Alex onto the bed, letting him scramble to right himself. She, herself, sat down with an air of dignity on the end of the bed, crossing her legs at the knee and sitting up straight. She looked down at the struggling Alex with a cold, apathetic glare.

“How pathetic.” she bitterly uttered as the chubby man finally sat up.

Alex tried to assert himself to her, but all that came out was a few disparate words; he had no comeback for her.

The box of sex toys had moved onto the bed since Sophia left the room a few hours ago. Grace turned her attention to it and began to rummage around, getting a better look at what was inside. As she did so, she commanded her ‘client’ once more.

“Undress.”

The sudden command combined with her cold yet sensual voice took Alex off guard, and he just sat there, staring at her as he processed her words.

“Undress, idiot. You’re the one who wants sex; why don’t you try and actually get it, you loser.”

Alex quickly followed her direction this time, scrambling to take off his clothes as fast as he could. He still wasn’t used to all of the fat on his body, so it got in the way of his task. It certainly wasn’t that much fat, really, but for someone who’d always been thin as a rail, it was a new, weird sensation.

When he was undressed, he nervously turned to Grace, knowing to expect some kind of critique from her. She finished rummaging through the box and put something he couldn’t see off to the the side. She turned to face him and immediately let out a laugh, covering her mouth with her hand. Alex noted that the amusement didn’t reach her eyes, remaining cold as ever.

“Wow! I didn’t expect much from you, but your dick really is small, huh? I bet it’s not even fully flaccid either.”

From this minor humiliation, Alex’s cock began to swell, soon reaching its full length.

“Aww, is someone turned on by being made fun of?” she spoke in a mocking baby-voice, before going back to her regular speaking tones. “Well, that’s good to know. You really aren’t much bigger erect either. Damn, that sucks for you. Anyway, you mentioned in your note to me that we could go out, yes?”

She tilted her head and waited for a response. Alex gave a small, shy nod.

“Good. Well, then. Put this on.”

She threw something on the bed, it was like a set of underwear, except much more exposing, and clearly had a place for Alex to tuck his dick. It was black leather on the inside and some kind of shiny, silver metal on the outside. It looked like it’d take some serious effort to warp or break. Considering it came from the same people who supplied the suits, it probably was pretty good quality too, Alexander thought.

“Wait! I-is this… a chastity belt?” His face fully flushed red. “You want me to wear this in public?!”

“Well, under clothing, of course.” She responded, unfazed. Sophia!Alex knew that Soma had probably never even seriously considered using any kind of BDSM gear before; the suit must be doing some serious confidence work on him, he figured. “Unless you want to… I think that’s illegal, though. Y’know, indecent exposure.”

Alex moved to get it on, playing with it a little to figure out how it worked before slipping it up his legs.

“Ah! Wait!” Grace’s indifferent demeanor was overcome by Soma’s concern for a second. “If we’re going to continue forward with all this, go out in public, and then do stuff in the bedroom, it’d probably be best to have a safeword.”

Alex scratched his head with a sheepish expression. “Oh yeah, that’d be pretty important. Uhh… how about… … … March 14th?” Grace’s face lit up with the first true smile Alex had seen her give, before quickly fading, trying not to break character.

“What is that? Your birthday? Some stupid anniversary? Both, even?”

He nodded quietly.

“Ugh, sentimentality in such a piece of garbage like yourself; it’s gross.”

She flipped her hair and turned away, ready to continue on with their plans, when she heard some small gasps behind her. She quickly turned around to discover Alex trying to hide his crying.

The character Grace was playing was now totally derailed. She realized that she had gone too far this time and had certainly hit a soft spot for Sophia. She gently leaned over and tried to look directly into Alex’s eyes. He covered his eyes with his arm and turned away.

“Soph, dear. I’m sorry. I just… you wanted this whole thing and I kinda thought I could go as far as I wanted. I get that our relationship means a lot to you, and it does to me as well.”

She began to run her slender fingers through his short, semi-oily hair.

“It meant so much to me when, about five years ago, my cute friend who I had a crush on asked me out on her birthday. It still does; being with her to this day is amazing. I was so nervous and wanted to ask you myself, but I thought since you were surrounded by so many other people that were more charismatic, more popular, and wealthier than I was that you wouldn’t want to be with someone like me. I’m sorry that I went too far. I get it if you want to stop. I did a week or so ago when you had the succubus skin, after all.

He looked at her, his eyes glistening from the tears. “No. You… we can keep going.”

“Are you sure, dear? Once we do I’ll go back to being dismissive and dominant towards you, although I’ll try to be more mindful of our relationship. Is that what you want right now?”

Sophia!Alex closed his eyes, tried to smile, and gave a quick series of small nods. “Y-yes, mistress!”

“Okay then.” She tilted her head and the look of concern faded from her eyes, returning to its cold gaze. “Now that we’ve established your safeword. Get that belt on, slave. I see you’re soft now. That’s good. You were a little too hard before for that thing to work, anyway. I don’t know what I would’ve done to you.”

He stood up and fumbled around with it a bit, trying to figure out how his genitals would fit into it.

“Are you sure this is a male one, mistress?” he nervously questioned Grace.

“I’m sure, it said so on the attached note they supplied. If you’re too stupid to figure it out, let me help.”

She got up from the bed and walked behind him, eliciting some confusion as she crouched down. Her arm shot out from between his legs and grabbed his soft dick and balls suddenly.

“They included multiple chastity belts. This one is designed to be worn while ‘tucking’. More discomfort for you, and a more outwardly feminine appearance. Not that anyone’d mistake you for a girl.”

She maneuvered his balls upwards into their inguinal canals, then stretched his penis, pinning it between his legs, securing the head between his asscheeks. The belt was pulled up tight and adjusted so that nothing would come free awkwardly. Once it was in place, she locked it, taking the key for herself.

“Now, slave, this is mine. You will not be free until we come back here. Maybe. I’ll decide then. But for now, you’re stuck like that. Emasculated. Your dick is, for our intents and purposes, gone. Now get dressed. I’ll put this key somewhere you wouldn’t dare to find it. And then we’ll head out once I’m more presentable.”

As Alex dressed, Grace went back to the box of toys and quickly found what she was looking for. Alex was familiar enough with the shape to know what it was. A vibrator. A piece of it came off, revealing a secret compartment, where she stuffed the key, then she reassembled the vibrator. She turned it on and held it to her pussy, stimulating herself through her suit. She turned to him:

“Well, you’re decent again, help me with this, won’t you, my little slave?” she cooed, getting on her hands and knees, baring her latex-covered ass to him. “Just unzip my bodysuit from the bottom, so I can put this in there.”

He stepped forward, feeling his constrained penis throbbing inside of his chastity belt. Soma was sure doing a good job, he thought. He reached to the top of her ass and pulled the zipper, exposing her tight asshole and her soft, wet, pink pussy. She immediately shoved the small vibrator into her pussy, and collapsed onto the bed with a melodramatic moan. She rolled over and stared at him through the valley of her chest.

“Now zip me back up, my worthless pet. And don’t you even try to take that key from me.”

He grabbed the zipper once more and pulled it down once more, this time sealing the vibrator into her suit.

She sat up, her expression not quite there. She was in ecstasy, the constant buzzing in her tight vagina was clearly keeping her turned on. She got up and tried to remain as collected as she could despite the constant stimulation.

“I’ll get dressed, and then we’ll go.”

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A few minutes later they were walking around the park, as they had yesterday. Once again, they gained a lot of attention, although for quite a different reason. Alexander appeared normal to outsiders, but Grace, who most assumed was his daughter, was being a little strange.

She hadn’t even tried to cover up her latex bodysuit, wearing short shorts and a crop top over it. It was still visible on her wrists, legs, neck, and waist. She had no shame doing it, after all, this wasn’t her real appearance; and even if she did, the suit’s mind altering feature gave her more confidence than normal.

Grace’s demeanor was different from when they were in private. While she had been cold and mean to Alex in their home, she was being flirty and overly sensual in public, a tactic to make him uncomfortable and to assert her dominance further. The vibrator stuffed in her pussy made her incredibly horny, too.

“Ooh, Alex, dear,” she cooed to him, “you’re so~ handsome.” She traced her finger along his chin, scratching at his unkempt stubble. She draped herself over his shoulder. “Just look at how all of those people are staring at us. They’re so envious of your dashing looks.”

“Uhh… I don’t think they’re admiring me, or us, really. I mean, maybe you, you look really hot. I think they’re just judging us. Pretty harshly, too.”

“Oh, don’t be silly, they’re just jealous that we’re so cute together.”

Grace dragged Alexander over to a nearby bench, where a middle-aged man was already sitting, and forced him down onto it. Although the man glared at them, that didn’t stop her. She grabbed Alex’s face with one of her hands and leaned in, beginning to kiss him. He gave in to her and reciprocated her advance, turning into an awkward, public makeout session. The man next to them just stared, shocked at what he was seeing.

Alex was certainly uncomfortable now, yet all of the public attention was a bit of a turn on for him. If he wasn’t wearing a chastity belt at the moment, he would most definitely be fully erect. Instead, he felt his penis throbbing in its confined space, trying to expand, but failing. It was a strange feeling and a very awkward one for him.

Grace began to trace her fingers sensually along Alex’s thigh, trying to arouse him as much as possible. She was free to enjoy herself as much as possible, and broke away from the kiss a few times to moan loudly in pleasure.

Finally getting to his senses, the man next to them got up and walked away briskly, finding their lewd behavior too much for his old, prudish soul. This only encouraged Grace even more though.

“Hee-hee! Well, now we have this whole bench to ourselves, isn’t that nice, dear?” she asked him, overjoyed.

“Well, I mean, it is what I had in mind, but… it’s just different doing it in pers-”

Grace suddenly knocked him over so that he was laying on the bench; she climbed onto his stomach and made eye contact, a wild, erotic look in her eyes. He could feel the vibration from her pussy on his tummy.

“Could we not do this now?” he concernedly asked.

“I don’t hear a safe word, so I’ll keep going. It’s not like I can fuck you now anyway; your tiny little cock is stuck in that thing, all under my control.”

Alex let out a large sigh, partially from exasperation, and partly from the weight of of a whole human sitting on him. Grace leaned back, pretending to stretch and yawn, before she grabbed his crotch full-on. He let out a little yelp at this unexpected move. She rubbed around his trapped penis for a good little while, until she saw some young ladies walking towards them. They appeared to be on a walk for exercise. As they passed, Alex and Grace heard them talk under their breath.

“Kinky-ass bitch.”

“Should we call the cops? She seems to be harassing that man.”

“Nah. He’s probably into it. He looks like the kind of creep who would be…”

As they walked out of earshot, Grace whispered to her beloved.

“Well, you hear that. I guess I can drop the act. They know that you’re a creep. A gross, pathetic man who’s into this kind of depraved shit. I bet you like being called that too. You’re probably straining against that belt right now, aren’t you.”

He nodded, and she gave a contented smile.

“Good, that means I’ve been doing my job…” She let out a deep, fake sigh. “Ugh, but I wish I had someone to satisfy me right now. This little vibrator is barely doing it for me anymore, and I know you couldn’t do it. I bet you’ve never even had sex before, you fucking virgin. I guess when we get back, you’ll just have to watch me pleasure myself until I no longer need to get pleasure from you. Then you can try to fuck me. I don’t expect anything good from you, though.”

She got up off of him and stood up. She beckoned to him, before yanking him off of the bench and to the ground. She tried her best to pick him up, but he was too heavy for her lean build to support.

Grace paraded her slave around the park for another ten minutes or so, basking in his uncomfortable presence. She enjoyed having someone to completely control, knowing that no matter what she did to humiliate them, they would still desire her tight pussy when they get back to their apartment.

It was a good day for her, as much as she had dreaded it beforehand. And although she was having a great time bossing around her kinky ‘customer’, deep down Soma was hoping that his dearest was getting what she wanted out of her day being dominated.