Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

I'm publicly a very Alpha vanilla man. But i've been single for a while and started watching kinky porn. I'm finding myself inexorably drawn towards male chadtity, but I don't want to be. How can i stop being turned on by the idea of being locked up?

Do you really want me to tell you or do you want me to lure you in deeper? For instance, have you ever felt the cool sensation of a steel cage sliding over your cock? It’s quite a fascinating experience and I love to savor it through a boy’s eyes every time I lock a nice penis up. A cock loves to get into tight places and a chastity cage is no exception. The metal feels slippery and smooth on your skin yet cool instead of warm. The penis tingles with pleasure inside such a home. If that weren’t enough, the cool metal of the ring sliding behind your balls feels just as amazing. So comforting, so thrilling, yet in the back of your head you know that base ring means you’re about to embark upon a journey that you can’t easily back out of.

Then the click, a vibration that you hear and feel. You see me smile. I kiss you and you know that you’re stuck.

The final mind trip is when I step back and you move your hands down to feel it. It’s such a strange sensation. Your cock feels the compression of being held, and your hand feels a cock…yet they can’t feel each other. With a gentle tug you learn how firmly attached it is to your body and how impossible it would be to pull off. You suddenly feel a surge of panic and excitement as you realize you’re trapped. You’re good and truly trapped and nobody but I can free you. Your eyes scan around for they keys that were here just a minute ago. Where are they?

I’m talking to you and the words aren’t quite sinking in. I’m kissing you and you’re trying to catch up. I’m walking out the door and you’re missing me already but you can’t find the words because 90% of your brain power is trying to comprehend not being able to orgasm freely anymore.

Then I’m gone and you’re finally alone with your precious member. Alone to ponder and worry and process. Alone to try over and over to get hard, to get some sensation, to re-learn how much stronger steel is than flesh. Alone to wonder what I’m doing and who I’m with. Alone to predict how long it will be before you get to touch yourself and how sweet that experience will taste when, or if, it happens again.

Forever emasculated and below

Thursdays treat

Lick the soles of her feet

by the way, if you have a pretty boy all stretched out on your bed, whimpering and begging, leaking and hips flexing, clenching on your fingers with tears in his gorgeous eyes, don’t forget to grab his face until his cheeks are squished together and ask him „what do we say?“, because he’ll say „thank you“ all muffled and then you can ask „and what else?“ and he’ll say „i love you“ but it won’t come out right, so you can ask him “what was that? i couldn’t understand you” again and again in a condescending voice, while stroking his prostate, until the tears are flowing down his face and he’s withering and panting and muffled moans fill the room and when you finally let his face go, he’ll gasp and hiccup and stumble over himself to get the words out, almost yelling “i love you” and you can smile at him and call him a good boy as he babbles in between crying “i love you. i love you. thank you. i love you. please. please. please. i love you. i’m yours. please don’t stop. please. i love you. please” and then you can shush him and stroke his hair, while pressing a kiss to his forehead and whispering to him “don’t worry, baby. we’re just getting started. I’ll take care of you. you’re safe with me.” so yeah, i would totally recommend grabbing boys faces. they usually quiet like it.