Carol's Story If you’ve read the story so far you probably have very mixed feelings about me, I put Chris through a lot and there are days when I still feel guilty. It's taken a while toget to a place where I can write this. I haven't had sex with anyone other than Chris in six months but some things I did still play on my mind at dark moments. I’ve told Chris everything— sometimes with tears and sometimes with laughter....

Carol the teacher I set all the cameras running and uploading to the cloud. I assumed that Carol realised what I was planning, but I figured I would call her once I'd talked to the boy and knew he was not backing out. Driving over there I almost backed out myself. I could have told Carol he’d got cold feet, it’s not as though he was likely to push things. All I had to do was call him and tell him it was off. Why didn’t I?...

  Coming home After breakfast, Carol insisted on a whole ritual of putting me into chastity. I felt cheated and maybe that was obvious. Certainly, Andrea looked a little guilty but Carol kept at it. I realised that if I objected too much then it was bound to be like a put down for Carol. I had to choose between humiliating her or humiliating me; well, you can guess which way I went. It was a fine line; on the one hand, I'...

  More games I tend to sleep in stretches an hour or two at a time. The first time I woke I was disoriented. It took a minute before I knew where I was. I looked at my phone and it was three a.m. Andrea was fast asleep. My phone showed one dot of signal but it disappeared as I watched. At least my movie and text from earlier in the evening had actually gone. When it went--or more important, when Carol got it--I had no ide...

Who is playing whom? When we started to dress for dinner Carol insisted that I wore something that would work if we went out. "I thought we were having dinner and then coming back here." "Well yeah, I guess," she said, "but I don't know how fast she'll want to be, you know she might want to go to a club or something to get in the mood." "So anything goes?" "Well yeah, I guess, sort of." "Carol darling, you're not being a...

  Carol finding her way We held hands all the way back from the Chinese restaurant, walking in step leaning on each other now and then. These were back streets in a dirty city but somehow the light seemed softer, less frightening, like we were in a world of our own. Any other day I’d have been looking for trouble, I mean you never know, do you. In the back of my mind, I’m sure I’d have been wide awake if some mugger had c...

  What is a cage for? I don’t know what time Carol disengaged herself, I was sound asleep, but she was awake before me. The shower woke me so I threw back the duvet and sat up enough to inspect the damage. Carol came rushing out of the shower, throwing a towel onto the floor so she didn’t soak the carpet. “What’s the emergency?” I said. “I want to see.” “What’s so exciting about a cage wrapped in condoms? “I want to see w...

Pushing and pulling   "Well?" Carol said when we made it to the room. "You want to see some of the movies?" "I don't think so, maybe save them for a day when we need a laugh?" I chuckled. "Did you know about the camera under the bed." That brought out a giggle in Carol. "What did it see?" "Mostly Eddie's leaking cock while he was working on the lock. The best part was recording the bed noises." There was a flash of recogn...

  Carol leads the way It took seconds to shut down my kit and in another minute there was a knock on the connecting door. I rolled the dessert trolly to the door and opened it. Carol stood grinning at me. “Your order ma’am,” I said. “I know this is kinda crazy but there’s a lot of food here that could go to waste. I... thought maybe you might need to get some energy back.” I glanced at Eddie as I said it, doing my best to...

Chastity as temptation I spent the day at the hotel, most of the time naked as well as caged. The cage was a little weird, I kept telling myself that it kept me tied to Carol, reminding me that she was caged as well. Every time I felt its presence I wanted to call Carol and ask her if she was aware of her belt. I listened to the notes we recorded and typed, trying to think of the best way to index her observations so that...

  Back to work The clinic took blood and other stuff from all the places you might expect. There was some suspense but we ended up all clear. I wasn’t surprised but Carol was was obviously scared. Insisting on going to the clinic stripped away any pretence that what she’d been doing was harmless fun. Seeing my filmed material at home was one thing but being naked in front of medical staff, having needles stuck in you— tha...

  Walking the tightrope Waiting for a clinic appointment gave us some breathing space. I guess we could have found somewhere we could walk in right away, but I preferred some privacy so we booked online. I said we'd take a cancellation if one came up. Thursday morning we went to a sex shop looking for things to keep us entertained until the clinic came through. It turned out to be an adventure which left both of us wonder...

What now?   "What now?" Carol said again. The hug and the beginning of an explanation meant a lot; it meant the difference between divorce and rebuilding. Mao once said a journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step. Had we just taken that first step? I felt euphoric and fragile at the same time. "We take it easy,” I said, “we enjoy your days off and we talk; talk a lot I think." I kissed her again. “Is that okay...

The exhibition My beautiful new watch buzzed on time and I sneaked out of bed. I should have been groggy, what with only four hours sleep and a hundred and fifty mile drive yesterday. Adrenalin is wonderful stuff; I was as wide awake and on edge as a sprinter in the blocks. Carol was still out of it. I set the motion sensor on the bedroom camera to wake me if Carol moved. I had a quick coffee and got to work with blue tac...

The evidence I had an early alarm and packed before breakfast, throwing things casually into my bag with no great attention. Knowing Carol was half asleep behind me, I packed trying to look casual and careless. The trip was nothing special. I do freelance work with clients all over; mostly we meet by Skype, but now and then it needs eyeball to eyeball. Tedious, but that's how it goes. Carol stirred while I was stuffing my...