When my girlfriend asked to be fucked in a cage [M/f]

I was dating this girl for a few months before she ever let on any hint that she was submissive. One day driving home, it just came up – somehow we got to talking about bondage and BDSM, and I'll never forget how she said "yeah…we can try that." It took a few minutes to register that my girlfriend was telling me she was curious about being tied up and collared. Every girl I dated before her was sort of kinky, but none of them were as deeply perverted and totally submissive as her. When we got home, we cuddled in bed and looked up a list of different kinks and fetishes related to BDSM. We would read and tell each other which kinks we were interested in, and I was shocked when she pointed out "rape-play" with a smile, saying again "yeah, we can try that…" I was only a junior in college, and she was two years younger than me – I couldn't believe she had already fantasized about rape play at age 19. She brought up our planned visit to her parents' house over Thanksgiving break, when we'd have the whole weekend in the house to herselves…"Maybe you can put me in my dog's cage…" We slept together that night without having sex or even undressing, promising each other that our next session would be very… experimental.

I bought a basic BDSM kit the next day – collar, leash, ankle & wrist restraints, eye mask, and ball gag – along with a whip and paddle. I even bought a buttplug despite my girlfriend's disgust at anything anal – who knew if she was curious about butt play, too? When I got home, I laid out everything on my bed and hid it under my comforter. When she came into my room, I held her hand and guided her to the bed, and told her to pull up the covers and see what's underneath. She pulled it off and revealed the spread of toys and equipment and restraints she had apparently so often fantasized about. She laughed, obviously overwhelmed and nervous, and just said "whoa." I held her hips and kissed her deeply, holding her for the first time like my own, a possession of mine, a pet. That night, I formally collared her, and we set boundaries and safe words and stated what we were interested in exploring. After fitting on all her restraints, I held her leash and looked down into her eyes, suddenly so vulnerable and eager like I'd never seen her before. I told her to get onto her knees and suck my cock to completion. If she couldn't make me cum in ten minutes, she would receive an hour of paddling, spanking, and whipping. She politely obliged, lowering herself with such grace to the floor and taking my cock in her mouth like an animal being fed. She milked me and moaned making small noises and looking up at me as I now owned her.

We had sex all night, and for a month afterwards, she would always ask for her collar before I even put a hand up her shirt. It was so fucking sexy and cute, especially now that she wore a thin black choker every day in tribute to me and my dominion over her. She told me all of her friends asked what it meant, and she didn't mind telling them at all. Her boyfriend was her Master, and she was his pet. Not everyone knew what to say, but the matter of factness with which she spoke pretty much stopped everyone in their tracks for a bit.

Over Thanksgiving break, we decided to stay at her parents' house because it was close to campus, and because they would be away the whole long weekend, visiting her grandmother in hospice. We didn't think twice about making the house she grew up in our own personal fuck den while her parents cried and grieved five hundred miles away. I collared her that Wednesday, ordering her to her knees and then onto all fours so I could walk her like a dog around the entire house. I told her what a dirty slut she was for wanting her innocence so completely stripped away like this in her childhood home. I spanked her ass red in the kitchen, paddled her in the living room, whipped her on the staircase, and finally allowed her mouth to take my cock after I splayed her out on her bed in her bedroom. She thanked me for everything, and asked permission for everything – it was so amazing. I kept myself from cumming in her mouth and smacked her hard across the cheek when she tried to grip my cock and tease her clit with it. "You have to earn that, you stupid fucking whore. You have a long way to go and a lot of work to do before you can feel me inside of your pussy." She held back tears, crying "yes, Master" and slumping back into position on her back, her legs in the air like the submissive pet she was. We never mentioned it explicitly at first, but as soon as we got to the house and saw the steel dog cage in the basement, we both knew it was where she would end up.

After another two nights of pure service and pain, I woke her up after a nap and told her she was ready for her cage. She broke out smiling, overwhelmed and unable to speak anything but "thank you, Master" over and over again. I walked her down from her third floor bedroom to the basement like the dog she was, and when we approached the stainless steel cage's opening, I tugged on her leash to tell her how much I loved her and how much I loved taking care of her. She was crying, again, and whispered "thank you, Master" to me just once, so overwhelmed and grateful to me for helping fulfill her extremely kinky fantasies. I got down on the ground with her and held her face and locked eyes with her so I could tell her "You are my dog. You're nothing more than my pet, and you will be treated like an animal. To teach you the discipline you need to be a proper pet, I'm introducing you to your cage. If you're lucky, you'll receive me through the bars – if not, you might be in here overnight, alone. I just need you to know one thing – you are a dog now. My dog. And dogs take toys in their butt." I noticed her eyes immediately widen in fear, still unable to speak against me but terrified of being penetrated in her ass. I pulled out the medium size buttplug out of my bag and began to lube it up. "Good doggies take toys like this up their butt. Do you understand? Repeat after me: doggies like me take toys in the butt." She slowly repeated, with a stammer, and without hesitation I smacked her hard on her ass, making her cry out in pain. She was so scared. But I had to teach her what it took to degrade yourself completely and give yourself up to be owned by another. I opened the cage's door and began to lead her in.

As she was halfway in, I wrapped my arm around her torso and held her ass in the air to receive her first buttplug. She cringed at the toy's first touch, wincing and holding back squeaks of pain and discomfort as I slowly moved the plug around the opening of her asshole and loosened her up. I squirted even more lube directly into her ass, which also made her cringe, and I spanked her for disrespecting me. "You're going to have to learn to like this and fast. If I hear one more sound from you, you're getting locked up in here alone all night. Is that clear?" She caught her breath and whispered wearily "yes, Master," and bowed her head as I massaged the toy deeper and deeper inside of her butt. I took my time – 45 minutes – before getting it all the way in. She was panting, but not in pain this time – it was almost orgasmic, her reaction to having her ass filled for the first time. "Does that feel good, having your ass filled like that?" "yes, Master…ohhhhh my godddd, yes, Master…thank you, Master…thank you, Master…thank you, thank you, Master…." I was pleasantly surprised by how much she liked what she was so sure she would never try. I finally led her into the cage completely, pulling her leash through the top bars and chaining her in place. I locked the door and went upstairs without saying anything.

I got myself a glass of water and took my time watching the sun set, relishing every minute I had control over my girlfriend downstairs, suddenly happy to be forcibly anally penetrated. When I finally walked back downstairs, I found my pet sitting perfectly still on all fours in her little doggy cage. I turned and caught her eyes, and held them for several minutes before she said "I love you so much, Master" in the most delicate and precious little voice I had ever heard come from her mouth. I knew then that she had earned my sex, and I gripped her hips through the bars of the cage and pressed her ass against them, as I pulled my erection out and teased her with its touch. I made her beg for ten minutes before I finally entered her pussy, and as I slowly entered the empty space inside of her, I pushed on her buttplug with my thumb. She shook with convulsions as I penetrated her fully, and she orgasmed for the first time in four days, crying, barely able to breathe, still always thanking me and begging me to fuck her harder. I could only give her what she wanted now, and I pounded her in her cage for the rest of the night. We slept in her bed together, wrapped up in each other and full of a pulsing, perfectly warm blanket of love.

When we woke up the next day, she asked if she could call me Daddy. But that's a story for another time…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3v51v9/when_my_girlfriend_asked_to_be_fucked_in_a_cage_mf