Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

What's the longest relationship you've ever had with a boy *without* locking him up forever?

Not long enough! I think longest-lasting boy was three boyfriends ago. He lasted about three months before curiosity got the best of him. He was a pretty big talker and loved to make fun of the boys I keep locked. Motorcycle dude. You know the type. The more he learned about what I do to boys, the more hilarious he thought it all was. In fact he got in trouble several times in the court of Agni because he kept mocking the guys who came to see me for their unlocking.

We were messing around after dinner one evening; he was naked and trying to get me off the computer and into bed. While he waited, annoyed, he absentmindedly fiddled with the cage that I keep on display. He was pretty familiar with it because he loved to twirl it on one finger and grin like a wolf any time a locked boy was present.

Him: “I don’t think I’d even fit in one of these things.”

Me: “You would.” I was only half aware of him, busy with my work.

Him: “How do you know?”

Me: “I’ve personally put that thing on hundreds of dicks. I know exactly what size of dick it fits.”

Him: “Are you saying I have a small dick?”

Me: “I’m saying you’re a big dick and that you have an average sized penis.”

Him “No way…”

He put it next to his flaccid penis, sizing it up.

Him: “See. I’m too long.”

Me: “By a quarter inch. That’s just the right size.”

Him: “It’s not wide enough.”

Me: “It is.” I went back to my emails.

I didn’t notice what he did next. After several minutes he sort of huffed.

Him: “Huh. I guess it does fit.”

My attention was suddenly yanked from the computer.

Me: “You didn’t!”

Him: “What? I just wanted to see if it would fit. I didn’t lock it.”

Me: “Jeff! It doesn’t matter! You put that on your dick! It already changed you. Your brain is being rewired so fast right now and you’re just sitting there. Take it off! Now!”

Him: “Ha ha! Whatever! I’m not like one of your idiot circus freaks. I’m just messing around. Sheesh.”

Me: “Then why haven’t you taken it off?”

Him: “Because it bugs you that I’m wearing it. It doesn’t hurt and it’s not hurting anything.”

Me: “Of course it doesn’t hurt. It feels fantastic, doesn’t it? It feels like nice cool grip on your cock.” I slid from my computer chair to sit next to him on the love seat. I ran my hand up his leg toward the cage. “Jeff, if you don’t take this off now I can’t be held responsible for what it’s going to do to you.”

I remember his face in that moment very clearly. It was the face of pleasure drunkenness. He was trying to macho if off but the dumb little smile and dilated pupils told me what I was afraid of. It was too late for Jeff. He snorted at my assertion but still didn’t take the cage off.

Me: “And if you think that feels good, you have no idea. You haven’t really experienced it until you feel the cool metal ring slide behind your balls. There’s nothing like it. With the whole thing on it feels so snug and so perfect.”

He turned the ring over and over in his hands, considering my words.

Him: “No, I know what you’re doing. No thanks. I’m bored. Can we have sex now?”

Me: “Sure! Just take it off, Jeff.”

Him: “You take it off.”

Me: “Jeff, I know you want to feel the ring. You’re going to start getting hard any second and it’ll be too late. Now or never, Jeff.”

Him:  “Fine! But then we have sex.”

Me: “Sure.”

He slid it around the base of his cock and I helped him close it up without pinching him. I put the lock in the hasp but didn’t lock it.

Him: “It actually does feel pretty good.” He adjusted the cage and hefted it. He played with it a little, jiggling it and bouncing it to get a feel for it. “Kind of like a really deluxe cup or something…but better.” He stood up to walk around in it. He hopped a bit and jogged in place. I remember giggling at naked Jeff jogging in my living room. “It’s sort of heavy but it’s amazing how it hugs the body. I thought it would fall off but it’s just, bam! Just right there.”

Me: “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

Him: “Actually, yeah. Feels great.”

Me: “You don’t want to take if off, do you?”

Him:  “I could wear it for a while if I had to.”

Me: “Could you? I don’t know, Jeff. You aren’t exactly the patient type.”

Him: “I’m patient! I put up with you, don’t I? I could wear this for a long damn time.”

Me: “You couldn’t last two days in that thing. You’re not as strong as the weakest of my boys.”

Him: “Not strong?! Care to make a bet?”

Me: “Sure! Two days. No asking for release. If you make it I owe you twenty bucks and a blowjob. If not, then you wear if for a weak.”

Him: “You’re on!”

I motioned to the lock and he snapped it shut. I could see the little latch in his brain flip at the same instant, as if that was what made the “snap” sound. He got that drunk-looking vacant expression as he tugged at the cage, that face that I love so much, the expression of a man who is slowly coming to grips with the fact that he no longer has access to his favorite member, the realization of true loss of control.

Me: “Ok, now on to the sex that I promised. And since your cock is occupied with his new metal girlfriend I guess you’ll just be going down on me this time.”

You already know what happened to Jeff, don’t you good reader? He didn’t last two days. He lasted about 18 hours before he begged me to take it off so he could “nut”. I don’t think he even realized he was losing the bet when he did. It didn’t help that I wore yoga pants and a low-cut, tight-fitting top around the house the whole weekend and kept bending over in front of him with every opportunity. Woops!

Jeff and I stayed together for another month but his love affair with chastity grew out of control faster than he expected. By the time I finally let him down easy, he didn’t really even care that I was breaking up with him. All he seemed to care about what that I continued to be his keyholder to help him through, to support him in his transition to extended chastity. I was glad to do it and to add his key to my collection–just another locked boy.

PS: I’ve been seeing a new man lately. We’re taking it very slow. So far he’s lasted a couple months without succumbing to the lock. Root for him, guys!

PPS: Hey Jeffy! You say you don’t have a tumblr account but I know you perv me on here all the time. I hope your new metal girlfriend is treating you well! I do miss your cock on occasion but not nearly as much as you do.💋

The Face Dildo

Also rescued from my now defunct reddit.

A well teased sub is a well behaved sub. I think anyone in a FLR can agree with that. The more he is teased, the more frustrated and desperate he is. Which means, he understands the importance of obedience and good behavior.

He knows that if he isn't on his best behavior, and focused on his chores and tasks, and on her pleasure, that she will deny him longer, and not be inclined to even want to give him a release. The point is to always keep him wanting a release, knowing obedience is the only way to it. Painful punishment that he wants to avoid is often the alternative.

There are many ways to tease him, and it's important to have a variety of ways, because edging him every day or every other day can get tedious and boring. It's best not to make it a chore for her. Teasing should be fun for her, and always about her comfort, enjoyment, amusement, and pleasure.

One great way to cater to all that for her, is the face dildo. It's a wearable dildo, that straps onto his mouth. It includes a small gag, to help keep it secure in his mouth and straps around the back of his head. Once it's secured into place, she can then use the dildo as any other dildo, except, it's far more fun.

It's even more fun if he's locked away in chastity, since she can watch him strain and leak in the cage, while she lowers herself onto the dildo, and all he can do is breathe. It's an incredible view for him. Helpless in all ways except her intoxicating scent. Her scent will tease him enough alone.

However, it's the psychological aspects of the face dildo that will tease him that much more. Since he is helpless in any other way, all he can do is breathe, and watch, while she moves her body up and down, grinding on his face. It reminds him of what he's not allowed to have. As he lays beneath her, he will feel extremely owned, knowing the pleasure is all hers, and he is nothing more than a sex toy to her.

She can also have fun in other ways with a face dildo. If she doesn't want to be on top riding his face to glory, she could make him do all the work. She can lay back, and have him do all the thrusting with his face. Or, she can shift positions while on top so that his nose goes between her bum cheeks with every thrust. Literally rubbing his nose in it.

It also can serve as another way of teasing him, that his cock is going to be replaced with the face dildo. That it's the only penetration he's allowed. There's so many ways to tease him, that keep it fresh and exciting. Face dildos are just one toy to add to the collection, to spice up your FLR. Ultimately, it's up to how she wants it.

Bonus: For extra tease, don't forget to make him lick all the juices off the face dildo after cumming. It's the perfect way to share her orgasms with him... Since she cums for both.

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The gift

Princess Sophia heard soft crying coming from beneath the blanket as she stepped toward it. Her mother, Queen Natasha, handed her a whip as the two females approached the blanket, clearly draped over something important.

“I am sorry to pull you away from your birthday party,” the Queen told her beautiful daughter. “But this just arrived and I couldn’t wait for you to see it. Go ahead and lift the blanket.”

Sophia pulled the blanket aside and caught her breath. A naked male was stuffed inside a tiny spherical cage - the crying sound came from the captive, a young male by the looks of him.

“He was just captured this morning when our warriors took the capital,” Natasha said excitedly. “Your sister took him prisoner personally and said she thought he would be a perfect gift for you.”

Princess Sophia put her hand on the cage and looked at the naked, crying male. “He looks cute enough.”

“He needs some training first of course,” Natasha said. “I will have Diana take charge of him personally, and the next time you see him, he will be as docile and obedient as a male should be.”

The young Princess looked at her new slave. “Welcome to your new life, slave boy,” she told him. “Don’t worry, I can be very cruel, but if you obey me, you will not be sorry you did so.”

If your boy is insecure, just make him sit in front of a mirror and say nice things about himself while you jerk him off from behind