Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

Room with a view….

As a slutty boy, anything you put in my mouth you're gonna have to fight for to get back

Being slutty does not negate the requirement to be obedient. My sub would be trained to suckle for exactly as long as I wanted on whatever I wanted, and if they wanted more time they could ask nicely/beg sweetly and I’d consider it. :)

Cock Locked

After T’s first cum out of his cage after 3 months locked, I was hooked on keeping T’s dick locked in a cage. T was so horny for me all the time and my women’s support group were teaching me a lot. Meg introduced me to a woman doctor who would become my best friend and sometime lover, Dr. Dora. (She has a great tasting pussy and seems to like mine too)  Dora became my advisor and soon she was helping me manage T’s poor locked dick. Dora had a bad marriage and she had developed an underground calling, castrations. She specialized in them for a fair amount of money. (more about that another time) I learned that all chastity cages are not equal. Some of the plastic ones are nothing but toys but so are several steel ones. A man needs one that has openings around the sides for long term wear to be kept clean in the shower. It is also important that the space between the end of the cage, (not the tip) and the ball ring be smaller than his balls or he can pull it out when it’s soft. His balls shouldn’t fit through the space or it can be pulled off. Also the tip can’t allow him too much stimulation or he can get off with his fingers. We settled on a thimble type that covers most of the head. It’s open on the sides except for bars so it can be kept clean. It also had to be somewhat snug and no longer than his soft dick. I ordered a special made one for T and it fit perfect. T was unable to get any stimulation unless I provided it. (Keep all you vibrators locked up too) Within 6 months T was attending our girl (Dom) parties naked as one of the servants. I was so proud of his pussy eating skills that I allowed him to show several of the other women. At one of these parties I made him bend over, grease up his ass, and let another woman fuck him for our entertainment. At that time all we could get up him was a nice fat 8 inch strap on but I’m happy to report that within a year I was able to peg his ass regularly with 10 inches, just the size I use on my pussy. Don’t you think your man should be able to take up his ass what you take up yours? By the time I was 52 I had totally stopped T from fucking me too. At first I would let him out every 2 or 3 months to climb on me but he would come within seconds of putting it up me. I was so stretched out from my big bulls dicks by then I couldn’t feel a thing. So I just started cuffing his hands behind him, unlocking his little dick and having him squirt in my hand. Then of course he licked it off my hands. (The poor dear hasn’t been in a pussy in close to 10 years now. The cage works. It’s shrunk his dick until he barely gets hard now.) Sometimes I would let T come after edging him for hours or I would ruin an orgasm for him. I enjoy that because a man is still so horny afterwards. I had many other men to fuck me then, (and now) with huge equipment so I didn’t need his tiny dick for fucking anymore. After having T locked for a couple years I began to wonder what it would be like to watch T suck a dick and get fucked by a real man. I watched one of my friend’s husband get fucked by a gay man at a party. He was so embarrassed but his wife snapped her fingers and he did it for us. We nearly rubbed our clits off watching him and hearing him moan. I wanted T to do that but T was terribly against it. You see, he’s very heterosexual, he loves women. But I wanted to see him suck a dick and take one up his ass. T was about to learn how painful his decision not to suck cock for me could be. A man’s balls are very tender and vulnerable. Maybe Dora and I could change his mind.

A Nurse and her Patient

“Hee hee that’s it baby you make those lil pre cummy pee pees” Nurse Maddie stared down at you as she giggled in the middle of your cumming session in the middle of your diaper change. Her bright blue eyes striking out from he tan skinned face from behind her glasses gave you the genuine feeling that no matter what happened, she would be by your side. Yet the eyes also reflected her stern demeanor that she would protect you from anything that could harm you, even yourself. That’s what Nursey kept implying when you had to slip back into your restraints before this changing. You hadn’t felt that sadness in a long time though. You were almost healed, as Nurse Molly had stated. You just needed to give into your own desires even more. You needed to communicate your feelings at all times to free yourself from the pain of having to put them into words. The primal squeals and moans you produced were triggering her biological instincts to care for her young. “The poor wittle baby” she cooed towards you as you let out more fluid all over Nurse Maddie’s gloved hand.