Sometimes I punish my pet for little things to keep him on his toes,
Sometimes its for major things so he learns not to do them.
And sometimes I punish him just because I can.
This night was a mixture of all three…
My pet laid down and I connected the chain we have tucked under our bed to his wrist and ankle cuffs.
Using chain is so much less effort for me than ropes. My pet puts his cuffs on and pulls out the chain. And all I have to do is clip it onto his cuffs and he can’t escape.
I like it when he can’t escape.
I gently slip a hand up his naked thigh until it rested on his chastity belt.
“When did I say I would unlock you baby? ” I said while tapping on the tube of his CB6000.
“Tonight Mistress” my pet said with a big grin on his face.
“In that case I better find the key” I said trying not to grin too.
I unlocked him and he sprang to life instantly, boy was my man hard today!
I reached over to the night stand and grabbed the PVC sleep mask we use as a blindfold then slipped it over his eyes.
Kissing my way down his chest I finally reached my target and took him deep into my mouth. He let out a shape intake of breath.
I had him where I wanted him. He was all mine.
Author: Mistress_Zoe
My True Femdom Marriage
I fell in love and married Julie, my beautiful wife who is now 31, and who is beautiful and charming in every way. She has a very sexy body, great legs and long reddish-brown hair. Our sex life has always been good as Julie is very passionate. After a year of marriage, I rekindled my intense fascination in chastity belts. The idea of being locked up sexually was always very exciting to me. Even when I was younger, I would take a short cardboard tube, put it over my penis and wear it under my underwear. I absolutely loved the feeling of being “trapped.” My wife was never previously interested in chastity belts and though I was perverted. Nonetheless, I bought myself a high quality stainless steel belt. I liked to wear it as I enjoyed having my organ “confined” in the steel tube with only the head of my penis sticking out at the end. For it to work, my penis is inserted into a hollow steel tube that bends downward. The tube then locks to the cuff ring around the base of my genitals. It gives me a comfortable but very secure fit for long term wear. Once locked in, it is impossible for me to escape from it or have an erection or orgasm. Julie would always laugh whenever she saw me wear it around the house, and say I look sexy in it.
I love my wife very much and it was important for me to have her hold the key. Wearing a chastity belt is much more fun when your lover has total control of your chastity. After some begging on my part, she finally agreed. After being locked up for a couple of days, Julie could see how horny I would become. She liked the change as to my willingness to please her and “earn” my orgasms. I enjoy the “frustration” of being kept chase, and then being allowed to cum after great anticipation.
I also enjoy being teased by Julie. She is great at doing a strip tease and wiggling her sexy ass in front of me, which drives me absolutely wild! Many times, she would keep me locked up for several days, which would cause me to go crazy with lust. Julie did, an a couple of occasions, offer to end the fantasy, but I always begged her to continue, as I love being at her mercy sexually. I know it sounds strange, but I feel “naked” without my chastity belt and I much prefer to wear it!
After about six months of chastity play, my wife started meeting other women who had chastity belted husbands of their own. Julie was amazed at how many man like chastity control! She enjoyed hearing how the other women keep their husbands in line sexually, and how much pleasure the couples would receive (and freedom for the wives) when the husbands are kept chaste. Without going into detail, there were reportedly some very kinky things going on! Now I know that this isn’t a lifestyle for everybody, it is defiantly the lifestyle for me, and I want to do it with Julie as the gatekeeper of my penis! Julie gave me one last time to call it off, but I begged her to be my Mistress and to never stop the fantasy. I also reminded her that there was no way I could ever cheat on her being lock up!
I shivered with excitement as she locked me up. After everything was locked, she grabbed the tip of my penis and said “this belongs to me now!” When Julie came home the next day, she presented me with a strap-on dildo. It was 8″ inches long and was much longer and plumber than my 5″ penis when fully erect. After I removed my clothes, she snapped it on over my chastity belt. The snap-on dildo endowed me with a very impressive artificial hard-on. Once she undressed, Julie told me to make love to her. After I climbed on top of her, Julie moaned as I lowered my artificial cock into her hot slit. She moaned louder as she took in all 8″ of it. It was just like real lovemaking, except my real penis was safely locked away in the bent tube. I had no trouble bring my kinky wife to orgasm. I made love to her several more times with my artificial penis. It would drive me wild making love to Julie while my own penis remaining chaste. I cannot begin to describe the kinky tension having to screw my beautiful wife with a fake cock. Julie, in turn, said it felt better inside her than my real cock!
Femdom Sasha Takes Control Of Her Man
Sasha started unlocking the front door of hers and John’s house, a smile on her face as thoughts of what’s about to happen tonight floated through her mind. When she finally opened the door, she shouted, “John, are you home?” When she didn’t hear a response back, the smile spread further across her face as she quickly rushed inside and closed the door behind her, hugging the bags she was carrying closely to her chest.
Closing the door, she rushed up the stairs to their bedroom to get everything set up quickly. It took her about 30 minutes to undress and put on the new outfit she bought today, get her hair and make-up ready, set up in the bedroom and check on her project in the basement. Fortunately, she didn’t have to wait long after that, as soon as she was coming up the basement stairs, she heard John’s car pulling in and stood at the top of the stairs.
An Oath To A Femdom Goddess
I am a slave and have been seeking to be the treasure of a femdom goddess I admire and respect. In my head and in my heart I understand that the highest form of love is slavery. I want to devote my entire life to my beautiful, brilliant femdom. I want both of our hearts and desires to be fulfilled, and I believe that the best way a slave and femdom can have their hearts and desires fulfilled is to be a perfectly submissive slave to her.
A Perfect slave is a key to a her heart and soul. With loving female authority she fills my soul and guides me on the path to devotion according to the ideologies of Female Supremacy. Understanding that and being lowly, I have decided to spend my life in the pursuit of the femdom goddess of my dreams and with truth and dignity be completely transparent about my desire to be a perfectly submissive slave.
The Last Submissive-A Femdom.Dating Testimonial
We met on Femdom.Dating. My profile was male submissive, she was (obviously) a female dominatrix. Her profile picture was of a pair of long, perfectly sculpted legs in fishnet hose; on her feet, four-inch black patent leather high heels. I instantly wanted to get down on my knees and worship their owner.
I couldn’t believe she wrote me first. The way it mostly goes on BDSM websites is that you write to a dozen mistresses, hear back from one, and ‘she’ turns out to be a ‘he’—some asshole jerking around male submissives around for shits and giggles. Unfortunately, our alternate, kinky universe attracts a perverse collection of posers and scam artists who cycle through dozens of profiles each month, ripping images of sexy models from the Internet and luring the unwary sub with phony profiles.
After a while, you can spot the fakes; frequently, they recycle the same boilerplate text, only using a different image of some porn star or a pretty girl off of Facebook. The alternate lifestyle websites try to detect and delete these fake profiles, but it’s impossible to keep up with the deluge.
So, it comes down to “let the member beware.” You really have no idea who you’re dealing with or where they are located. It might be some African teenager pretending to be a voluptuous blonde from Sweden. These scam artists prey on innocent submissives who long to obey their Master/Mistress, think it’s real and before long they’re hooked. Once the D/s relationship is established, they get reeled in like a fish on a line: “My husband died of liver cancer and I need help, wire money, slave.”
Submissives rightly become jaded and wary. And yet . . . and yet . . . hope springs eternal.
For me, hope paid off. Mistress Hunter’s message leaped from my laptop like an arrow shot through the heart. Why? Because it was obvious that she had actually read my profile and that she was a real lifestyle Mistress . . . one with a plan.
She wrote:
“Hello slave, you state you want to experience true submission to a dominant woman, and that you want it to be real, more than a scene. You seem sincere and your profile suggests a certain depth of character. I’m currently in my selection process for a new submissive. I prefer candidates from the Metro D.C. area, and will review them over the next week, so do not delay. You must respond via the email address below. Enter ‘Candidate 46’ in the subject line. Attach a recent face photo and your real-life job résumé. Write a short essay explaining why you seek this position and list any prior BDSM experience. You will address me as ‘Ms. Hunter’ in all correspondence.”
Loving Female Authority
To me, the full corporal discipline regimen that comes from a powerful woman’s Loving Female Authority, should she choose to express and develop it, is a true artform indeed. When she has a steady boy under her control, and wishes to bring that relationship forward, her discipline may be continuously and effectively administered, and the result can be life-changing as he will come to crave her attentions for sure. It will take a special focus on her part to condition her male to be the willing recipient of her attentions and desires. But if that is her disposition, the rewards can be powerful indeed.
“It is instructive to think of his bare bottom as a blank canvas and the implements of discipline as your paint and brushes.
“Over time, you can create the most wonderful tapestry out of your mastery of the discipline of Loving Female Authority. From the first time he feels the sting of your will and authority upon his fanny and, from that moment forward, with each subsequent application of your brushstrokes, administered always on the bare, the blank canvas of his tender, fully-exposed fanny will be the recipient of the repeated creative application of your will through he expression of your artistic talents — you will simply add to an artistic work already in progress by adding a new detail in the painting.
Femdom Games-So Many Ways To Humiliate The Submissive Man In Your Life
Humiliation Femdom games are designed to create that place where males feel deeply submissive to their Femdom. Here are some random Femdom humiliation game ideas for Femdom women to use on their submissive men. As a consensual, negotiated, fun, happy, loving Femdom role playing game. These ideas could be used in various Femdom games. A couple roll the dice or spins the wheel to see where his future lies. Someone mentioned using the daily lottery numbers for determining the ‘Femdom punishment of the day.
List of Femdom teases:
-Strip naked while you keep your Femdom clothes on.
-Have him kneel before you and kiss your feet.
-Order him to address you as Mistress.
-Order him to lick your asshole.
-Tie his hands and have him undress you with his mouth/teeth.
-Enforce orgasm denial on him for extended periods of time. If he disobeys you by cumming, punish him harshly.
-Tie his balls with a string and a slip noose at the end, tighten it around the penis and pull on it and shake it and lead him around the house with it..whatever you want to do.
-Show your Femdom slave your panty crotch and make him smell it but he can’t touch you.
-Tie your Femdom slave spread eagled to the bed and tease him for hours using sex toys such as a feather tickler.
My Femdom Dominatrix Uses And Abuses Me
Several years ago, I was serving a Femdom Dominatrix who used to rent me out to Her Friends. I’m a decorator, so I would work for Them or be used in any way They saw fit. My Femdom Dominatrix taught me to respect ALL women. When I was rented out or if She had Friends around, I was to always treat them with the utmost respect. When I was being rented by someone, my Femdom ordered me to treat Them as my Owner and to do exactly what They ordered me to do, no matter what the requests.
My wishes or needs counted for nothing and I understood and accepted that They would have the absolute right to use me in any way They wanted to. I would have nothing to say in the matter. The only caveat was that They should not harm me. On one occasion I was forced to allow 2 Shemale Friends of my Femdom Dominatrix to use me as She had lost a bet and I had to pay the forfeit. I was used and humiliated and then thrown out late at night, soaked in sweat and cum. Anyway, my Femdom Dominatrix had ordered me to go to one of Her Friend’s homes to do some decorating.
I arrived and rang the doorbell and waited………and waited. Eventually the door opened and to my surprise my femdom was the one who opened it. She ushered me in and closed the door behind me. She pointed to where I should kneel and I did so and waited. My femdom cuffed my hands behind me, fitted me with a collar and leash and undid my trousers pulling them down around my ankles. I was then led down the hall and into the lounge where the two Shemales that had fucked me before were waiting. I then realized what was going to happen to me and the fear and excitement I felt was very evident by the blood rushing to my cock!
Finding The Femdom Mistress Of Your Dreams
The first thing you need to understand about meeting a femdom mistress is that in spite of theories to the contrary, mistresses are people too, and they pretty much like the same things that most other people like. Among these things a femdom mistress wants respect.
I’m not talking about giving them the fawning, self-debasing awe that we see in personal ads – you know what I am talking about, “Most high femdom mistress whose toe funk I am unworthy to sniff …” Praise of this kind can be taken to the extremes of hilarity, and is a fun game to play once established in a relationship. I am talking about simple, common (I often wonder exactly how common) respect that all people deserve: respect for her intelligence, respect for her personality, and just plain old personal respect. The second thing you need to understand about mistresses is that they are women (and I wonder if there isn’t a little girl inside some of them). I imagine that they like to be treated like women. Finally, they are dominant females. They can also be a number of other things in between including mothers, gardeners, computer programmers, bicyclists, book readers, and sports fans – all the more levels on which you can relate to them.
A Naughty Woman And Her Fucktoy-Part 2
I hear a growl in protest. Quietly I continue rubbing and teasing your hole. I can’t help but stare at your cock…swollen, engorged…so gorgeously hard… “I want your ass, baby. I’m going to take it baby. You are my fucktoy and I am going to do what I want with you!! You shake your head and protest…but your cock is so hard…I don’t believe you…I think you want it…You crave it fucktoy…!!!
I dip my finger again in my pussy…and again I rub your hole. I press and my finger slips easily inside. You grunt and clench your ass around my fingertip. “Shhhhhhhh. Just relax baby. Just relax., you are going to enjoy being my fucktoy” I spit and lube up my finger more as I work it into your ass. Slowly, gently I fuck your ass with my finger. I begin to moan and gasp at the site of your ass being penetrated.
I get all of my finger inside you and work your hole. Your cock stiffens every time I slide in. I slow my pace and carefully watch. Painfully slowly I ease in and out of your ass. Your breathing in sync with my penetration. You are allowed just the smallest amount of movement and you move against me. Lifting your ass to me as I enter you.
“Mmmmmmmmm….my fucktoy likes that, I see…” a soft laugh from me. “I told you…you will take it and you will like it. You like it, don’t you, baby?”
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