@myheartinherhands

Gag-kisses are very significant in Torean culture and Asbeth-Seril is no exception

Of your three “regular” babysitters, she was undoubtedly the nicest. She at least did the least to humiliate or tease you.

One babysitter used her time with you to let out her inner Domme. She was exceedingly strict and any disobedience, even if it was a miscommunication, resulted in punishment. And she was extremely creative with punishments.

Your other babysitter loved nothing more to tease and humiliate you. Whether it was inviting her friends over to taunt the “diaper boy,” or just spending the entire night in Gryffindor-colored bra and panties, with thigh-high Gryffindor socks, making you wish you were a man, she left you would be positively aching down there with insatiable arousal.

But she was different. She wasn’t mean. She didn’t tease you. And, for some reason, you weren’t sure if that made her the worst.

If someone made an audio recording of her time with you, they would be convinced she was babysitting a toddler. It drove you crazy. It was one thing to be bossed around or teased. At least those babysitters acknowledged you were an adult, even if you were just a diaper boy.

But not her. Nothing she did, nothing she said, ever made it seem like she knew you were an adult. It was so convincing, so authentic that you honestly weren’t sure if it was an act.

She had never broken character once in the last five years. You tried everything you could think of to prove you were an adult, to force her to recognize—even for a second—that you were actually an adult.

Your attempts rolled off her like water on a duck. As far as you could tell, you were a toddler to her. She never let you out of her sight, except for your naps and sleepy time of course.

You had absolutely no dignity around her. She dressed you as she wished, checked you when she wished, and changed you when she wished. She blew raspberries on your tummy like it was completely normal.

You watched educational baby cartoons on a non-stop loop. And she always, always encouraged you to answer along and was just so proud of you for getting the right answers.

And nothing entertained her more than having you sing along with her to your “favorite” songs. You could never convince her you didn’t love singing and dancing to Baby Shark in nothing but a short T-shirt and soggy diaper.

All this because your bladder stopped working like it used to. All this because your girlfriend couldn’t handle your diapers but couldn’t break up with you.

But as you hear “The Wheels on the Bus” play for the 100th time, you know you need to start dancing…

Evil Chastity Regime

You lock it up. First it's plastic, because over time the resting state gets smaller. Months in, you switch to metal. At some point, there's a Prince Albert, to keep me secure.

You restrain me and blindfold me when you take it off to clean me, which grows to feel incredibly intimate. You say you want me to forget what my dick looks like out of the cage. I crave these moments it even though you smack my balls if I get hard, and use ice to shrink me when it's over.

My orgasms get rarer and rarer. At first, sure, it's a restrained hand job every couple weeks, but that stretches to a month, then six or eight weeks. You smear my cum on my face, then into my mouth. Sometimes you lick it up and spit it into my mouth.

You decide I should get pegged to cum from now on, and so I am. You caress me as you rail me, stretch me. You discover a dildo that tickles my prostate. I have a weird kind of orgasm that way -- I dribble cum, but I get no release. You tell me it's "medically sufficient" and so real orgasms get even more rare, as long as you make me "cum like a little bitch" every month or so.

Then you get creative. If I don't need a regular orgasm anymore, than you want to make them more significant. And you decide you want me to be afraid of them. You tell me that in six months, you'll give me the best hand job of my life, but that afterwards I'll get punished for it. I know you mean it. I know you know that after I cum, my tolerance for pain is low. I know this excites you.

The first time you set a date, it's been over a year since I had a real orgasm. I'm desperate to feel your hand around me again, to really get off again. But you tell me that afterwards, you're going to cane me, and I'll have no safeword. You tease me when you say this. You make me desperate for it, but also terrified.

The day comes and you tie me down, bent over the spanking bench. You kiss my lips and whisper your excitement into my ear. With your sex close to my face, it's easy to smell your own desire. The cage comes off, and I'm loose again.

You lube your hand and start stroking. A bit, then a break. A bit more, and a break. You cup my balls, gently, then firmly. You tease my ass. Delicate fingers on my glans, just enough to make me twitch. But then you start talking about how much you're going to hurt me when I cum. You tell me this is the new way, and you need to make it so bad I fear orgasms. You want me to beg you to never give me another one, and the only way to do that is pain. My animal brain doesn't care. My dick is throbbing. You squirt more lube and stroke the full length of me once, twice, three times, and I explode before you start the fourth. I'm immediately terrified.

You smear up the cum from the floor and feed it to me. "Eat it up, little bitch boy." You smile. "Now it's my turn."

There is no warmup. The strokes start strong and come steady, with suitable pauses between them, but continuing inexorably, rhythmicly, brutally. I'm in tears quickly. I'm begging. I'm pleading. I'm apologizing.

"Oh, I know, honey. But this is how you learn. You'll be very, very sorry when I'm done. But that won't be for a while, and then you'll know what your nasty little orgasm cost, won't you?"

Our purpose is different, but our goal should be the same. To enable girls to lead.

A Lickin' and a Licking

My husband's Tumblr was full of spanking pics and even some other, a little more evil pics, but besides that were some pics like these. I guess I shouldn't say I learned these things, he always said I could have as much oral as I wanted, any time I wanted. These pics, though, really convinced me that it was really okay to ask! In fact, most times when I ask I demand, since we both get a kick out of that!

Before I saw this I couldn't imagine doing something like that!

I didn't really think of being thanked for spanking him with his head between my legs.

And I definitely didn't know it was a tradition! (but it should be!)

Ha ha! That is mean! This is a whole new level of 'me first'! In the past, I'd always worried 'maybe he's not in the mood' or, if he'd had a hard day, 'I'm sure he's not in the mood'. Topping him on top of a hard day, to make things better? You have to admit, it doesn't make sense, but it works!

"Worship" is a great word! If we're overheard it's not quite as embarrassing as some of the other phrases! Also, this solidifies the relationship between discipline and my 'satisfaction'.

Sometimes it really does!

Most women figure 'any oral is good oral, you've got to take what you can get'. I wouldn't say this was ever a problem with us, but punishing him (hard, it sounds like) for falling short is a very sexy thought!

I don't have to stop at one (licking or 'lickin' ')

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Cock Cages

Not enough is written about types of cock cages for your man. When I first locked my husband up nearly 10 years ago we used a plastic cage. These clear plastic cages have a lot of drawbacks. They don’t allow air to get to the dick, can get very nasty and hard to clean inside, and can cause rashes. Personally I think they are more for part time fun or amateur mistresses. Now don’t get me wrong, there are some more open type plastic bar types used with tags that can take a man through airport security with no problems but steel or titanium cages with bars are much better for long term wear. If your man is less than 7 inches long you should definitely have your man locked in one. If he is less than 6 inches long, he shouldn’t be used for fucking. He doesn’t deserve pussy. You might as well fuck your thumb. He should stay locked 24/7 like my husband does. He will become a champion pussy eater in no time like my husband. Being unlocked is a treat but it’s for a short time only with his hands cuffed behind him or restrained in some way. My husband doesn’t own his dick anymore, it’s my property and I’m the only one allowed to handle it now. Be prepared to spend some money for a good short steel cage. Get one that is exactly his size at his shortest. He shouldn’t be allowed any erections unless you remove it and allow one.The newer steel cages with the built in lock work really well. They are almost impossible to pick open and they don’t rattle when he walks. Also very important, get one where the space between his ball ring and the base of the cage, is smaller than his balls when you squeeze them. Unless he’s pierced the only thing holding the cage on is the ball ring (The one behind his balls) and the base of the cage over his dick. The space must be small enough that he can’t pull his balls through and get it off. That way it will stay on snugly even if he’s very soft which will soon be most of the time. He won’t be able to pull his balls through it. Any erections will pull his cage painfully out and pull on his balls painfully. Ms Lori has a real nice line of custom made cages to fit any man. If he has been wearing it a year or two and still has the occasional hard on while he watches you fuck other men with real good sized dicks, (the only ones a girl should fuck) or when he eats their cum out of you. (It is his duty to do that) you might consider spikes. Lining the tip inside his cage with not too sharp spikes will discourage those unauthorized erections. Yes, at first he will beg, grovel, and cry to have you remove them but you can’t be discouraged. Soon he will come to accept that his tiny useless dick doesn’t deserve to be hard and he will eat you are your girlfriends sloppy well fucked cunt without much pain. He will happily watch you fuck other men with big dicks and pretty much do anything you want without much complaint. Just be sure to fuck him up the ass and milk him every week or so. His cum will drain out but he won’t have an orgasm. He only needs a ruined orgasm every 3 or 4 months in your hand to keep him happy. He will do anything to earn that. Just be sure to feed all of his cum back to him.  He will learn to like the taste from eating lots of other men’s cum out of your well fucked pussy. You may have to buy smaller and smaller cages as he shrinks but just think of all the fun you can have with him, not to mention fuck any man you feel like. Cages are wonderful especially with spikes. No more arguments and if he does something you don’t like, add a month to his lock up before his ruined orgasm. He’ll groan and cry but don’t give in. It always works wonders on his behavior. Enjoy!