Part Two
It had been a few days since Fern's strange discovery in the woods. She still couldn't believe what she saw and that she had put on the chastity belt. Fern was enjoying the snug feeling of the belt between her legs but she was starting to wonder how she would remove it. She had tried to slide it down past her hips but the belt was far too secure.
As much as she didn't want it to be true, she knew that the only way she would be able to get out of the belt would be to return back to the strange home in the woods where she found it.
The next day she sat on the bus planning in her head how she would sneak in and find the key to the belt. The rumble from the bus engine against the metal of her belt was making it hard to concentrate. Her plan would be to ditch her first lecture and head straight to the woods.
As soon as the bus arrived at the bus station, Fern headed straight to the woods. She hated how busy the town was and wondered if any of the other commuters could see the outline of the belt through her clothes. The sooner she got to the calm of the woods the better, she thought.
Fern followed the path back to the gap in the trees she had discovered a few days prior, it had dried somewhat and was much less muddy. She ducked again beneath the knobbly yew branch and came back upon the strange wooden door in the side of the embankment.
Fern cautiously put her ear to the door to check for signs of life before carefully pushing the door open and climbing inside. The small woodland home was empty but still warm from the fire. There were no bowls of porridge on the table this time.
A feeling of dread started to set in as Fern searched the wooden chest where she had found the belt but there was no sign of the key anywhere.
Suddenly the door to the home swung open and three very cross bears stood in the doorway watching Fern rummage through their belongings.
“Oi it's the porridge thief!” Shouted one of the bears.
“That was my lunch!”
Fern, who had turned bright red, spun around to face the three bears.
“Uh uh uh sorry uh I'm lost” stammered Fern who was trying to think of an excuse why she was in their home.
“So you didn't break in the other day and eat my brother's porridge?” asked the larger of the three bears.
“Uh no,” replied Fern who had turned bright red.
“So you aren't here looking for this?” Said the larger bear slyly as he pointed to a small key on a chain around his neck.
Fern gulped.
“I'm sorry I just really wanted to try it, please don't eat me!” Pleaded Fern.
“Oi we’re vegetarians!” Scoffed the third bear.
“We're not going to eat you but we're going to make you pay.”
Bend over and pull down your trousers.
Fern gulped even harder as she pulled down her trousers and bent over against the wooden table.
“Undies too!” Commanded the bear.
Fern pulled down her underwear exposing the locked chastity belt that she had stolen. Fern wasn't sure what was happening but she knew she would have to do what they said if she wanted the key to the belt.
“Get the porridge spoon!” Chuckled the third bear.
The smaller of the three bears then retrieved a wooden spoon from a rack of utensils near the fireplace.
The bear proceeded to spank Fern’s exposed bottom with the wooden spoon, the same spoon she had used to eat the bear’s porridge a few days prior. Each hit of the spoon made her flinch slightly.
Once Fern's bottom was sufficiently red, and the bears had their justice, they told Fern to pull up her trousers and stand up.
“I think that makes us even,” said one of the bears.
“...But that belt looks good on you”
“...And the cottage is looking a little dusty lately.”
“Come back tomorrow and do some chores for us and maybe I'll unlock you.”
Fern gulped.
“Maybe we'll even have more porridge,” chuckled the bear.
A few months ago Fern was an average uni student studying computing, but now she's found herself locked and being dominated by three bears in a mysterious subterranean woodland cottage. Who knew truancy had such strange and dire consequences.