I was so humiliated I just wanted to disappear. I was blushing so hard I thought my skin would burst into flames.
Both outcomes - disappearance and bursting into flames, were both preferable to what was actually happening to me.
Keri, my girlfriend with whom I am in a female-led relationship, had arranged for the two of us to accompany her young sister, Kaylee, out onto the lake in their family’s boat. It was just the three of us, and the day was going very well. After I’d gone for a swim in the water while the two of them were talking, I emerged from the lake onto the deck, and that’s when things turned for the worse for me.
Keri sat near the back of the boat - the stern, of course - and regarded me with a look I knew spelled trouble for me. I stood dripping wet, clad in only swimming trunks, the lake basically deserted around us, and felt the rising tide of dread within me, not wanting to face the reality this could actually happen.
“Derek,” Keri began. “I wanted to bring you out here, onto this lake, on this boat, for two reasons. One, so that I could show Kaylee the reality of our relationship, and two, so you couldn’t escape.”
I trembled. No way she was really doing this here! Please no!
She brushed her hair from her face. “While you were swimming, I told Kaylee everything about us, including my total disciplinary control over you. I told her that you had committed several punishable offenses during this trip by looking at her body and her feet, and that you were going to be spanked. I gave her the option of participating or I could wait to take you home. You can imagine which she picked.”
Tears started to form in my eyes as Kaylee, who had moved behind me, whisked down my trunks, leaving me standing naked on the deck. I started to breathe quickly.
“Please don’t,” I said.
“I advise you to stop talking now,” Keri told me. “Tie him up, Kaylee.”
I couldn’t even glance at Kaylee, who was only 18, as she pulled my hands behind my back and crossed my wrists. She tied me up, roping my wrists together tightly, and I noticed I was fully erect as she did - the shame and embarrassment hadn’t taken away the overwhelming arousal I usually felt when it was time to be punished.
“She told me you liked it,” Kaylee mocked as she pulled the knots tight. “Now you can’t hide it.”
“On your knees and kiss Kaylee’s feet,” Keri ordered. “Ask her to participate in punishing you.”
I couldn’t take it. Part of me wanted to jump into the lake and simply sink to my death, but there was no way I could escape. I wanted to dissolve into sobs and hope I was dreaming, but when I sank to my knees, the feet before me were all-too-real.
I kissed Kaylee’s feet softly. “Please, Miss Kaylee, please participate in my punishment.”
“With pleasure,” Kaylee answered.
“Get across my thighs,” Keri told me. “I’m going to spank you first, so Kaylee can see how it’s done.”
I moved to Keri, and kissed her feet as well - she didn’t have to tell me, this was required of me for all spankings.
“Please spank me, Miss Keri,” I asked meekly.
“Get into position,” she replied.
I moved to get over her lap, and Kaylee helped to lay me down over Keri’s legs. I was under the control of two beautiful young women.
“Now that she knows everything,” Keri said. “Kaylee can see me spanking and punishing you whenever she visits, and, of course, I can use her as a babysitter if I have to leave you alone.”
“And I have the feeling if I do babysit you,” Kaylee said. “You’ll be getting spanked.”
The women laughed, and I started to cry even before the spanking began. I couldn’t have been more ashamed!
I wish I could put boys under, like, a real magic spell. Oh well. I guess chastity will just have to do.
If he's taller than you, tie his hands as high as you can manage (HOT TAKE: Make it even better if you have a dungeon and he rigs some pulleys for you) then slip way to put on a sexy outfit and OBSCENE high heels or platform footwear- shiny black boots, maybe- so you're as tall as he is all stretched out. It's harder for him to cum standing, easier to stay hard with his arms elevated, and it's surprisingly restrictive without much else, so edging and re-locking can be a piece of cake ♥️
Interesting, I would not have guessed this would have been my #1 post of 2022.
In any event, thanks to all of my followers for including my little blog in your Tumblr scrolling. I appreciate you taking the time to read my random captions and stories....
Your wife handed you over to our correctional facility for 3 months of training and discipline. That was 2 months ago, so you are on your final month with us. However, today she called and said she has changed her mind, and she’s instead filing for divorce. No you don’t get to go free early. Quite the opposite in fact. Since the divorce filing makes you an unclaimed male, your wife gave us the option to claim you, and we exercised that right. That means you are now the legal property of this facility. When you were a married male you had been enjoying the privilege of a mattress and blanket in your cell and three meals a day. Now that you belong to us, we’ll be transferring you to the underground chambers which make this place look like a luxury suite. There will be no limit to the torment and experimentation we can impose on you and no one will ever come to set you free. *sadistic laugh*
Tying him to the bed and ball gagging his mouth shut to keep him quiet while I edge him. Then pinching his nose shut every so often just to see him panic and start to struggle against his restraint. He’d look so cute doing all he can to fight back and I’d love to watch his eyes get all big and scared and watery the longer I hold it shut 🥰
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