Fucking your subs mouth with your fingers and then asking them questions every time they make a little noise like: "look at you taking my fingers so well baby, do you like it that much?" And when they go to respond "what was that? Oh sorry that's right, you can't talk with your mouth all full like this huh? That's okay baby just keep making pretty noises for me." ♡
“It’s not like we’re fuck buddies, is it?”
Do you ever see yourself settling down? Doing the family thing? Finding the one guy you keep permanently as yours?
Yes I do. I want a family. A husband and four kids. Ideally, two boys and two girls.
But the husband has to come first. So far I haven’t found a man that can stand up to me. Whenever I meet a guy at a party that seems interesting, mysterious, strong, I’m drawn to him. If he can keep up a conversation and knows how to flirt well, it piques my interest. I turn on the charm offensive and boom we’re dating. As long as he can stand up to me I’m happy. But over time I start to wear guys down. I don’t to it on purpose. I swear! It’s just who I am. Before too long I start taking over the relationship and the bedroom. I always tell the guys I’m dating all about what I do. They’re usually quite fascinated by it. But the moment he asks me about chastity for for himself I know the relationship’s days are numbered. I can’t help myself. “Oh! It’s incredible! Do you want to try it out, just to see what it feels like? I bet you’re curious.” Guys can’t seem to say no. Before you know it he’s locked up nice and snug. “What you do think? Comfy, eh? Doesn’t it feel like my hand is always gripping you? But this isn’t even the best part. You need to wait a couple more days for that.” Days turn to weeks and what do you think happens to bf?
You guessed it. Once that cage slides on it’s only a matter of time until boyfriend becomes boy toy. It’s not all bad. At least he’ll be forever bound to me, always someone special. Just not a husband.
But I have hope that someday a man will be able to stand up to me and keep me in my place. Is that man you?
One of my pet peeves throughout my marriage was getting and keeping my husband’s attention. He could be watching television or on the computer. I would be talking to him he would only half listen to what I was saying and continue doing whatever he was doing at the same time. He would only catch part of my conversation, just enough to answer and make me think he was listening.
Now that I have complete control of him, I demand his absolute attention whenever I’m in the room with him. I have trained him to hang on my every word and his eyes follow me around the room barely leaving my body. I feel so important to him now, like when I am in the room nothing else matters. Even when we are in public, unless he is driving, he looks directly at me every time I speak.
If I catch his mind or his eyes wandering where they shouldn’t, like to the television, I slap him. If his attention wanders again, his wrists get locked behind his back and I make him stand with his nose in the corner for an while. I have been training him to follow hand signals both at home and in public. It forces him to keep his eyes on me so that he doesn’t miss any commands that I make with my hands. With no verbal command, he has to rely on his eyes and this keeps him very attentive.
The problem with not giving a fuck about what people think of you and not firing within the gender binary is it just makes humiliation and shame so much less effective. Or rather changes how it affects me.
I'm a slut, a whore? Yes, yes I am. And damn proud.
Being feminized? I worship a goddess. I'm being elevated closer to what I worship? Hell yeah!
Kiss your boots? Bowing before you and showing my submission to you so directly is amazing.
I'm a cuckold? Oh you mean, I'm not claiming ownership of my partner's sexuality!
But the changes meaning becomes centered so much in the context of your dominant. It can be:
Pride: I'm your slut, your whore? Oh yes I am. I crave you so much I'll do whatever it takes to please you.
Surrender: you want to feminize me? Of course! I'm yours and happy to serve as your doll.
Acceptance: Kiss your boots? I'm your submissive and will happily show my devotion however you want it to be seen.
Trust: I'm a cuckold? I can't satisfy you sexually but I want you to be satisfied regardless. You may be getting fucked properly now, but no one can replace me in your heart.
Don't get me wrong, as a lover of being in chastity, there's something so hot and humiliating about knowing that you can't satisfy your partner. But it's not because that's what the world expects, it's between the two of us.
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