Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

on your last, beautiful Natalia Dyer story; did then the “proper punishment” actually follow? Please tell us

Someone fishing for a sequel?

It was now the 16th of February. After that first night with her Bull she ordered you to go back home and she was staying a day longer to fuck some more.

You just nodded and stayed quiet. She'd never sent you home ever for any of these dates. You were always near. Either watching her in the room or like the 14th forced to listen.

When she got home you were feeling quite down. You sat on your knees naked, in the expected position as she entered the living room. You looked down at the floor.

"Welcome home, Mistress." You spoke, sounding as gloomy as you felt.

"Look at me, Y/N." She ordered you. The anger she had on display two days seemed gone. Still, as you looked in eyes, you felt apprehensive. you knew a punishment was coming.

"I am going to punish you for your tardiness on Valentines day now, so. Follow." She commanded. Her tone brief and firm. You stood up and she sat you down in a chair before binding your legs and arms. After stepping back she first slid a gag inside your mouth, then she came back around with a bottle of lube and something new.

She got on her knees in between your legs. you gasped when she actually pulled out the key to your chastity cage. If you were getting punished, why was she going to unlock your cock. She first gently took pulled the cage of before even taking off the ring.

She poured some lube on her hands and she softly started stroking your cock till you started to get hard, which didn't take long even considering how long you've been locked up for.

Your eyes widened as she then finally revealed the new toy she'd gotten. A spiked cockring. She secured it around the base and closed the lock. You were still quite soft so you felt the dozen little spikes that were on the inside but it did not hurt.... yet.

Natalia then looked up at you. "I feel you have been slipping in your duties which is unacceptable." She stated clearly. "I feel you are becoming a bit selfish with seeking pleasure for yourself and being tardy. So decided to punish you with pleasure itself and you will suffer just as long as you wasted my time for that day, understood?" She almost growled.

You shuddered. It was pathetic but her talking down on you make you feel good. Your cock filling with blood. She finally pulled out a stopwatch which had a 26 minute timer set to go.

"As soon as I feel you are in pain, the timer will start and I will -not- stop until it is down to zero." With that clearly statement she started stroking you again.

You were already taking deep breath as she silky soft hands worked your shaft. "Mmf.... mmmm!?" You whimpered softly but Natalia just glared at you holding up the stopwatch for you to see. Only when the first pained grunt came from your lips did the timer start.

She put the stopwatch down and started using both hands to work your cock. One lovingly fondled with your balls constant.

"NGGg.. nngg." You groaned in pain when her hand brought you immense pleasure only for the spikes to start digging onto your cock. the next 24 minutes became hell. Natalia managed to keep your dick rock hard even as you groaned and winced from the intense pain everytime your dick pulsed from her constant teasing.

She even moved her other hand underneath to start teasing your boy hole all the make sure your dick wouldn't go soft.

You went from muffled pleading to groaning in pain, shivering in pleasure only to cry out from pain again and then back to more muffled begging for mercy.

But Natalia kept strong. She didn't really enjoy these kinds of things. She'd much rather have her obedient boy around to toy with. To tease, edge, spank, then edge and tease some more. But she also knew you occasionally needed her to be firm and ruthless.

So the punishment was set and you would serve it in full. She just hoped you would learn the lesson for a good while and step it up to the level of service she was used to from you.

So she watched you closely. Watched your body shake and tremble from the pain. Listened to your painful whimpers and grunts, ignored the pathetic attempts to beg until the stopwatch finally went off and the 26 minutes were finally over. Her hands immediately left your cock and she was quick to remove the ring.

Her body shivered a little when she could still see the imprints of all the spikes on your skin. Your body shook violently when she touched it. She knew your body needed a little while to recover.

She wasn't going to cage you back up right away. She pulled out the gag and looked you in the eyes.

"Y/N? Are you okay? Can I get you some water?" She asked you. It was as much her responsibility to take care of you as it was to punish you.

You nodded weakly. "W.water.. please, Mistress." You spoke very quietly. She gave you a warm smile and gently patted your head.

"Ofcourse my sweet boy." She cooed before walking to the kitchen leaving you with a cautious smile as your body could slowly start to recover.

I Spit in your Face

Hi guys,

This is the "companion piece" to "Open Wide". I started spitting in p's face long before I first spit in his mouth, but I don't mention it so much because I see it, alongside verbal abuse, in the context of degradation sessions, which can get very dark and which I prefer to keep private - well, details about the content anyway.

I actually use both verbal abuse and face-spitting together. I've done so since the early days of "breaking him in". The one develops out of the other. You are telling a man what a worthless piece of sh*t he is and sooner or later, you realise that actions speak louder (as in the title of p's recent post) and just gob in his face.

I have tried previously to write about one of these sessions in detail, but there are two problems with that: (1) during the session, I say whatever random sh*t comes into my head, so it can be hard to remember it all; and (2) when you see it written down, it looks awful and I just don't want it out there.

Actually, there's a third reason, which is that, to be really effective, the abuse has to be very personalised; so I'd have to tell you some highly personal stuff about p which has a deep emotional significance for him. It wouldn't be right to do that; it would be a breach of trust.

I'm not talking about stuff like the size of his d*ck; I don't even bother to go into that as it's not something he's really embarrassed about. It's little, but it's not freakishly small. I go into his previous relationships; rejections; virginity and sexual inadequacy; his more humiliating kinks and events that "trigger" deep emotions.

Do I genuinely upset him? Yes, of course; it doesn't work otherwise. Do I mean it? That's tricky. If I call him worthless, we both know I don't really think that; but much of what I say is (painfully) true. It's not really about meaning so much as whether I am really angry or disappointed with him; and that depends.

Why do I do it? Well, I might be genuinely angry with him, though that doesn't happen very often. More usually, I will do it for pleasure; and not just mine - I've said before how there's nothing guaranteed to make his dick hard more than spitting in his face or abusing him. It's not just pleasure, though.

I'm breaking his ego down (what's left of it) and rebuilding it on a foundation of my approval. I plunge him into a cold, dark pool to drown and only I can pull him out and save him; he depends on me to breathe, to see the light, to feel the warmth of another human being. He depends on me to have life and self-worth.

There's also a cathartic effect, not just for him, but for both of us. He is cleansed of all those negative thoughts and emotions, provided he focuses on me; I am cleansed of mine, my selfishness and cruelty, because he loves me unconditionally, because he worships me - this very flawed human female - as his personal Goddess.

N x [Confession: p helped me with the drafting of this post]

[Rather obviously, the top pic is from menareslaves.com and features Empress Jennifer; centre pic is from Mistress Lady Renee; and the bottom one is from the unfortunately named spittingbitches.com and features a model curiously named Ebony.

The last picture is a bit yucky, but I think it makes my point about face spitting belonging to degradation play]

TL;DR

pegging is so important in a long-term chastity relationship. 1, it is a regular reminder of who has the cock in this relationship; 2, it remind him you're in charge; 3, it keeps the male ego away. it's hard for him to be stubborn and argumentative when he has a recent memory of you pegging him; 4, it simultaneously teases and denies him while providing a sexual release. remember this IS his sex now PERIOD.

always remember to put a vibrating toy in for yourself to have so fun ;)

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pegging does all the things that you need to do in order to successfully pull off a chastity relationship and let's be honest... it's a little bit of pay back for all the things he used to do to you. did he use to dress you up in degrading outfits? smack your ass until it was red? pull your hair? tie you up? call you a slut or a whore? fuck you until you couldn't walk straight? whatever it was... now it is his turn. furthermore...

it enforces that you're in charge. the one with the cock is in charge and YOU have the cock in this relationship.

it gives him a sexual release without the sexual satisfaction of penetration and having a "full" orgasm.

it keeps him horny and willing to please.

it is both a punishment and a reward.

it is a form of teasing as well as a source of teasing (more on this later)

this is his sex now, so be generous with it.

in your day-to-day life he will find it hard to be argumentative and have that male ego when you had him bent over moaning into a pillow last night. tell him how cute it is that he tries to be tough and masculine considering he was moaning like a bitch last night.

teasing ideas:

have him suck your strap-on. put in a vibrating toy in yourself and do this until you cum.

take a picture or a video of you pegging him and text it to him. tell him, "this is what is waiting for you when you get home."

use some light bondage to restrain him to the bed face down with a pillow under his hips. put ear plugs in and a blind fold on him. leave him there for however long you want. go take a bath and drink a glass of wine. put a butt plug in him and have a remote controlled vibrating cock ring on his cage that you turn on occasionally. once you're ready for some fun, mount up, turn that vibrator on full blast, and give him a the ride of his life.

while pegging him don't forget to smack his ass. leave it red. remember when he used to smack your ass? it's pay back. take a picture/video.

after you're done pegging him, detach the dildo and leave it in him. make him carry it around the rest of the day or sleep with it still in.

if/when he cums from the stimulation of you pegging him (+/- the vibrating cock ring) that doesn't mean you're done. continue to peg him. use his cum as lubrication on your strap-on or make him eat it.

peg him in fun places. the garage, the shed, the car, the backyard, camping, changing room, at work, anywhere!

dress him up in some of your lingerie or a fun outfit (maid, nurse, cheerleader, etc.). you dressed up for him… it’s only fair he dresses up for you now. take pictures and send them to him later or show him them at a later date to embarrass him.

You will only speak when I ask you a direct question. The rest of the time, you will remain silent

Your voice should only be heard when it responds to one of my commands or questions. This constant silence is not only a sign of respect but also a demonstration of your total submission and understanding of your place.

While you are in my presence, you must remember that every word you utter is a privilege, not a right. Your silence is a symbol of your devotion and willingness to obey without reservation. When you speak, it must be with absolute clarity and precision, responding exactly to what I have asked, no more, no less.

If you need something, you must signal it non-verbally, using gestures or facial expressions that I approve of. Any unsolicited verbal communication will be considered a violation of this rule and will be punished accordingly. Your silence must be maintained at all times, even in the presence of others, reinforcing your role and place.

Your silence will also allow you to fully concentrate on your tasks and on satisfying my needs. Every moment spent in silence is an opportunity for you to reflect on how you can better serve me and anticipate my desires. By reducing your words to the bare minimum, you eliminate unnecessary distractions and show your devotion through your behavior and attention.

This constant silence is also a form of humility. By only speaking when I permit you, you demonstrate that you recognize my superiority and are willing to sacrifice your own need for communication to honor my authority. Every word you withhold, every thought you keep to yourself, is a tribute to my domination and your commitment to serve me unconditionally.

Always remember that your silence is a proof of your loyalty and your understanding of your place. When you do speak, it should be a rare and significant event, reflecting your respect and total submission. Your silence is a gift you offer me, a symbol of your dedication to my satisfaction and will.

Just tell him how excited you are to try chastity with him, especially before sex (or during, if you get brave). He'll eventually lock it to get you hot. And you only need him to "try" it once.

“The boys were getting a bit mouthy and needed to be strapped.”

New Approach, Old Problem (4)

“Very well slave, you may cum on my feet, but if you do then you will wait the full three weeks as previously decided. Alternatively, you may cum on my shoes, in which case your period of denial will be reduced to two weeks, or you can cum in your own hand, in which case you will only have to endure a single week. Lastly, you can choose to forego your orgasm altogether, in which case your punishment will be annulled completely.“

Mistress paused for a moment, allowing my choices to sink in before adding.

“And of course I don’t need to tell you slave, that wherever you choose to cum, if you choose to cum, you will be licking up your mess for me…”

“Yes Mistress, of course Mistress.”

The last part was no big deal for me as I had long since become accustomed to the taste of my own cum and would gladly swallow it for my Mistress at any time, indeed I could not remember the last time she had allowed me to cum without the proviso that I would swallow my cum for her.

“Well…”

I realised that perhaps twenty seconds had passed since Mistress had finished laying out my options and I was no nearer to making a decision. I knew that foregoing my orgasm completely was not an option, since I was still hovering perilously close to climax. Cumming in my hand would mean only seven days of waiting, but wouldn’t be nearly as satisfactory as licking my cum from Mistress’s beautiful feet, but the thought of waiting three long weeks was just too much.

“I’m waiting slave, decide quickly or I will decide for you.”

Spurred into action by Mistress’s threat I quickly made my choice and blurted out my decision.

“Shoes Mistress… please may I be allowed to cum on your shoes…”

Mistress smiled wickedly.

“Good slave, I’m pleased with your choice… I would have been disappointed if you’d taken too easy an option, so then, perhaps I could tempt you to make another decision for me?”

I looked into Mistress’s beautiful dark eyes and wondered what evil twist she had in store for me now.

“Ruin it for me and I’ll halve your punishment.”

Oh God no, she couldn’t do that, not now… but it would bring her touch that much closer, and it was clear from her voice that she wanted it, as such anything else would be putting my own pleasure before hers, and that was a novices’ error that would be bound to lead to some kind of punishment further down the line. I swallowed hard and bowed my head.

“I will ruin it for you Mistress.”

Mistress shifted restlessly on the bed and I was sure that my absolute submission was making her pussy very wet indeed, perhaps there would be a chance for me to taste her after all.

“Good slave,” she purred as she lifted her foot up to my chest. “Take my shoes off.”

Once again I looked at her dumbly, and then the penny dropped, she had tricked me. I thought I had agreed to lick my cum off her shoes while they were still on her feet, but in actual fact…

As the realisation began to dawn on me Mistress couldn’t help but let out a giggle at my foolishness. She had set a trap and I had walked right into it and now I would have to completely humiliate myself in front of her. I reached up and obediently unbuckled the strap at the back of Mistress’s heel, gazing longingly at Mistress’s adorable toes and the other parts of her feet that were plainly visible in the gaps between the patent leather strips that made up the shoes in question. How could I have been so stupid?

I removed the shoe and Mistress offered her other foot, her hand already moving between her legs as she reveled in her utter dominance over me. I removed the second shoe and placed them together on the floor in front of me, my cock still achingly hard and throbbing above them.

Mistress opened her legs now and blatantly pushed her fingers inside her sodden panties, masturbating freely as she watched me do her bidding. Her shoulder length hair hung back from her head as she leaned back, watching me through half closed eyes as she brought herself closer and closer to another orgasm.

“Do it,” she hissed mercilessly.

I reached down and curled my fingers around my poor throbbing cock, it responded immediately and within a dozen strokes I felt the tell-tale signs of orgasm approaching. I held back for as long as I could, determined to extract the maximum possible pleasure from my ruined orgasm, but not daring to overstep the mark for fear of further punishment.  

Mistress moaned as she felt her own orgasm approach and I joined in as I felt the first rope of cum erupt half-heartedly from my throbbing stalk. I had obediently taken my hand away a few seconds previously and now could only watch and clench my muscles desperately as I tried in vain to garner some pleasure from the orgasm that she had robbed me of.

I looked up to see her still watching me, her eyes narrow slits as she masturbated furiously, her fingers moving frantically inside her panties until with a sharp cry she bucked wildly, falling back onto the bed as she thrashed her way through a massively intense orgasm. It was probably the most erotic thing I had ever witnessed in my life.

I looked down at my still twitching, still rock-hard, unsatisfied cock and the cum covered shoes laying on the carpet below. Mistress lay flat out on the bed, breathing heavily, her face flushed, she wasn’t watching me now, but I knew what I had to do, what I must always do when I’m allowed release, ruined or not. I picked up the right shoe, lifted it to my mouth and eagerly began cleaning up my cum…

The End.

Sadly this is only a work of fiction, maybe one day it will be real… I hope you all enjoy it! Thanks to Robert Anthony.

Underwear off, boy!