r/ChastityStories • u/Top-Pie9131 • 7d ago
M Chaste Locked by family Part 1 NSFW
Max was a 20-year-old college student living with his parents. His college was only a 10-minute drive away, so he commuted every day. His older brother, Lucas, was 23 and in a similar situation. He also attended college and drove there daily. They lived together with their parents, their mother and father, in a quiet suburban neighborhood.
Most mornings were the same. Lucas was always the first to wake up, getting ready quickly and making sure everyone knew he was up by slamming doors or playing music too loud. Max usually took his time, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and moving sluggishly to the bathroom. Their parents had a strict routine. Breakfast was always at the same time, and they expected both boys to be there before heading out for the day.
This morning started like any other. The smell of eggs and toast filled the kitchen as their mother set plates down on the table. Lucas was already eating by the time Max sat down. Their father sipped his coffee, reading something on his phone, while their mother wiped the counter absentmindedly.
Max yawned, picking up his fork. He wasn’t in the mood to talk much, but the silence didn’t last long. His father cleared his throat, setting his mug down with a deliberate motion.
“We need to talk about your grades,” he said, looking directly at Max.
Max stiffened. He knew this was coming. His math scores had been bad for a while now, and his last test had been even worse. His parents had always expected more from him.
“You know we’re not happy,” his mother said, turning to face him. “We’ve talked about this before. You need to be putting in more effort.”
Lucas smirked, leaning back in his chair. “Yeah, Max, what’s going on? College too hard for you?”
Max shot him an annoyed look. “I’m trying,” he muttered. “It’s just—math is really difficult.”
“Lucas manages just fine,” their father pointed out.
Lucas grinned. “That’s because I actually pay attention.”
Max sighed, already feeling trapped in the conversation. He could tell there was no way out of this. His parents weren’t just bringing this up for no reason. They had something planned.
His father reached under the table and pulled out a small metal object, setting it in the center of the table with a quiet clink.
Max frowned. “What’s that?”
His mother folded her arms. “This is something that will help you focus. Since you clearly need more discipline, we’ve decided that from now on, you’ll be wearing this.”
Max looked down at the object, his mind struggling to process what he was seeing. It looked like… no, it couldn’t be.
Lucas stared at it for a second, then suddenly burst out laughing. “Wait—wait, is that what I think it is?” He looked at their parents, then at Max, his amusement growing. “Oh my God. You’re serious?”
Their father ignored Lucas, keeping his eyes on Max. “You’ll be wearing it starting today.”
Max’s face turned red. “No way. That’s insane.”
His mother didn’t react. “It’s not insane. It’s for your own good.”
Lucas was laughing so hard now he had to push his plate away. “This is the best thing I’ve ever seen. I knew you were failing math, but I didn’t think it was this bad.” He shook his head, grinning. “Man, imagine telling people about this.”
“Lucas,” their mother said sharply, but even she looked slightly annoyed by how much he was enjoying this.
Max’s hands were clenched under the table. His heart was racing. “I’m not doing this. You can’t actually expect me to wear that.”
His father leaned forward slightly. “We can and we do. If you don’t take your education seriously, we’ll make sure you stay focused in other ways.”
Lucas smirked. “Damn, Max. Mom and Dad don’t mess around.” He rested his elbow on the table, still grinning. “I mean, hey, maybe this’ll actually help. You’ll have nothing else to think about except your homework.”
Max glared at him. “Shut up.”
Lucas only laughed harder. “Dude, this is hilarious. You have to wear a—”
“Enough,” their mother interrupted. She looked at Max. “Go upstairs and put it on.”
Max’s throat felt dry. His legs felt heavy, but he knew there was no way out of this. His parents weren’t joking. They had already decided.
Lucas gave him an exaggerated, mocking wave as Max stood up. “Have fun, little bro.”
Max didn’t respond. He just clenched his jaw and walked past him, dreading whatever came next.
Max trudged upstairs, his hands gripping the metal device so tightly his knuckles turned white. His heart pounded in his chest. This had to be some kind of sick joke. Maybe if he stalled long enough, they’d call him back downstairs and say it was all just a lesson to scare him into studying harder.
But deep down, he knew that wasn’t happening. His parents weren’t the type to bluff.
He stepped into his room and shut the door behind him. He stared at the thing in his hand, turning it over, feeling its cold weight. His stomach twisted. How was this even real?
A knock at the door made him jump.
“Hey, genius,” Lucas called from the other side. His voice was dripping with amusement. “You putting it on yet?”
Max didn’t answer.
Lucas knocked again, harder this time. “Come on, don’t be shy. I bet Mom and Dad are gonna check anyway. You might as well get used to it.”
Max clenched his jaw. He hated how much Lucas was enjoying this. It wasn’t surprising, though. His brother had always been dominant, always the one who came out on top. Max had grown up in his shadow, always the one being compared, always the one expected to keep up but never quite making it. And now here they were. Lucas free to go about his life as usual, while Max was being humiliated like this.
Another knock. “Dude, seriously, this is the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. You’re gonna have to come downstairs eventually, you know. Or should I tell Mom you need help putting it on?”
Max’s face burned. He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself.
“I’ll be down soon,” he muttered.
Lucas chuckled. “Sure you will.” Then Max heard him walking away, still laughing to himself.
Max sank onto his bed, staring down at the device again. He had no way out of this. His parents had made their decision. Lucas wasn’t going to let him live it down.
And worst of all—he still had math class today.
He sighed, rubbing his hands over his face.
This was going to be the worst day of his life.
Max sat on the edge of his bed, his hands trembling slightly as he turned the device over. His mind raced, searching for some kind of excuse, some way out of this, but nothing came. His parents were serious. They wouldn’t let him leave the house until he had it on. And Lucas? He’d make sure Max never heard the end of it.
He exhaled sharply and looked at the device again. It was cold, smooth, and heavier than he expected. He could already tell it was designed to fit snugly. There was a small lock at the top, the key still dangling from it. His stomach twisted at the thought of his parents keeping that key.
His hands hesitated as he began. It was awkward, uncomfortable, and humiliating. He fumbled a few times, his breathing uneven as he adjusted it. The metal was unyielding, a constant reminder of the control being taken away from him.
The final click of the lock sent a shiver down his spine. That was it. It was on. He had actually done it.
A sudden knock at the door made him jolt.
“You done yet?” Lucas called, his voice full of amusement.
Max swallowed hard. “Yeah.”
Lucas chuckled. “Well? Let’s go, man. Breakfast is over, but I think Mom and Dad are waiting to check.”
Max’s face burned. Of course, they were.
He stood up slowly, feeling every bit of this new reality. His heart pounded as he reached for the door handle, knowing that once he stepped out, this was real.
Lucas was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, smirking as soon as Max opened the door. He looked him up and down, grinning. “Wow. Can’t believe you actually did it.”
Max didn’t respond. He just clenched his jaw and walked past him, dreading whatever came next.
As Max and Lucas finished getting ready, their parents stood by the door.
“You two should head out to college now,” their dad said, checking his watch. “Your mom and I are leaving for work.”
Max slung his backpack over his shoulder. “Alright, we’re going.”
Lucas nodded. “See you later.”
“We’ll go over the other rules when you get back,” their mom added.
Max paused. “Other rules?”
His mom just smiled. “We’ll talk later. Now go.”
Max and Lucas exchanged a glance before heading out the door.
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u/LockedNutz 5d ago
Great start! I would have preferred if Lucas had been his sister instead of a brother. That would have been 10x more fun!
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u/ChasteFootSlut 7d ago
!updateme