Another Very Very Important Rule For All Of You Little Betas Out There. Orgasms Are Only Possible With

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We're on holiday in Italy and are having the most wonderful early-summer break. We happened to fly about two weeks in to my husband's lockup cycle, and I have decided that we won't be unlocking on this trip, which means that he'll be pushed to around 5 weeks this time around. He's in a good space, and most importantly, it suits me!

Italian beaches are awesome. There are lots of beautiful, topless women, and from what I can see, the only males wearing boardshorts are Brits or Americans. The rest are in speedos or boyshorts - especially the teens and 20-somethings.

Naturally, I'm making sure my husband is also in his speedo while on the beach. When in Rome.

Two days ago, something interesting happened. I was swimming while my husband reading on the beach. A beautiful young couple waded into the water. She was early 20s and he must have been 19/20 max. Lean, tanned and smooth. They were laughing, touching, kissing and splashing each other. She was in a very revealing black bikini and he was in a very brief army green speedo / swimsuit.

They got a little closer to me eventually, and I stole a few more glances. I realized that the boy was undoubtedly locked in a chastity cage. It appeared to be one of the metal designs with the steel bars and an integrated lock. It was short too, keeping everything very neatly contained in the tight, wet swimsuit. Once you know what a caged bulge looks like, you can notice them anywhere.

At one point I caught his eye and smiled, and his hand automatically went down to cover his crotch where he adjusted the fabric to make it less 'clingy' and then he looked back to see if I'd noticed. He flushed with embarrassment for a few seconds, but then turned back to his girlfriend and pretended the interaction never happened.

But I knew. Well done to that beautiful lady for getting him started so early!

there’s something so cute about dominating boys outside of the bedroom. placing my hand around his slutty waist when we’re out, leading him with a hand on his back, telling him to fetch me anything i want, always taking care of the bill, silently telling him to fix his tone with one look and making all his decisions for him cause he’s just a dumb little puppy <3

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