Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

This man can't be fixed. I can fuck him though. Maybe that will calm him down.

forming an attitude

NEVER grant a release.

CHASTITY DEVICES

Men are men and they will want to play with their penises, never mind their good intentions. So how do you enforce a ban on sexual releases? Even the most motivated man could easily have an “accident”. Well, some FLR couples do this using the honor system only, but I’d venture to say that a majority use a chastity device - we certainly do.

If you have read this far with a lingering fear in the back of your head that pursuing a FLR relationship will turn you into leather-clad sex maniacs with a bedroom full of whips and strange sexual toys, this might be where your warning lights go off. But fear not, this is the only piece of equipment that (in my opinion) is required, and it’s a very discreet one. Simply put, it’s a small plastic or metal cage that locks into place with a ring around his testicles, keeping his penis pointed downward and limited to a certain size (definitely not large enough for a proper erection). They can be worn 24/7 for longer periods of time, aren’t visible under clothes (if you take certain precautions), and come with a set of small keys that you should carry with you. Imagine that - his precious penis locked away, and you holding the keys.

If you are totally new to this, you might need a few minutes to process this. It may seem extreme, but really isn’t. It’s a tool that helps you help him. And if he’s like most men wanting to live in a FLR relationship, he can’t wait to start wearing it.

You won’t believe the combined effect that being denied, locked up, and teased can have on a man’s psyche. He will be aching to make you happy, in any small way he can. And the cage will be a constant reminder of your kinky arrangement, which he will (mostly) love. Not only do you have him do all these embarassing things for you, but he can’t even get a proper erection without your approval. Poor thing…

For you, it will feel quite nice knowing that you hold the keys to his most precious body part. Imagining him in a meeting with a bunch of blustering alpha men, with a locked penis hidden under his suit, that only you can unlock (and practically never do), might bring a smile to your face if you’re having a bad day at work.

i want to make a boy desperately fuck my hand only for me to take it away right when he’s about to cum.

POV: You are friendzoned by your crush, reduced to be her minion. Good enough to run her errands, shop groceries, clean her flat or holding her towel. But never enough to date her, be involved with her romantically.

She uses the word bitch, or more recently 'cuck bitch' - I hate those words. It ridicules my efforts towards making her life more perfect. But she insisted on it even when I tried to protest. Nowadays a nametag reading 'cuck bitch' is dangling on top of my chastity cage, to "make sure you understand your place".

That stupid chastity cage. She sweet-talked me into it, saying it would strengthen our bond. All it did was enabling her to become more mean and bossy with me. I dont even know how to open this damn thing, there is no lock and its so sturdy. She said it works with an app but I never seen her using it. I started losing my mind after about a month, but now after it has been nearly 4, I can't think straight anymore.

Yesterday I paid her boyfriends rent. They had me on my knees and mocked me while I hit the send button. I didn't care, Miss promised me to "really really super duper thinking about unlocking me" if I pay her boyfriend.

All they did was laugh about me that night as I eagerly waited for her to unlock me eventually. But she never did and just send me away. She never even mentioned it again. Maybe I should ask her, but I am afraid to annoy her. I mean, I think its okay to ask… I paid hundreds and hundreds of $ to her boyfriend, I can at least ask if…

"Bitch, water." "Yes Miss, right away Miss. Thank you Miss."

Fortune Faded

“Nuh uh, cutie, eyes up here. It’s not dinner time, is it, mister? Boobies aren’t for fun anymore, are they?”

Ughhh, not this again.

“N-no, Mommy…”

“That’s right, baby boy! And why is that, kiddo? Can you be Mommy’s little smartie?”

“Cause I’m a baby, Mommy.”

Look what she’s reduced you to.

“Good boy! Yes you are! A silly baby with no need for big boy fun! Nope! Poof gone! Isn’t life so much better now that you’re pampered?”

Not in the slightest.

You whimper despite your best efforts.

“What’s that, crinklebutt? Does my little pamper packer miss being a big boy? Well, that’s too bad, honey. Mommy needs a real man—not a pathetic baby who can’t keep his diapie clean!”

You know better than to argue. She’s trained you well.

“S-sorry…”

“I’m not sorry! You’re adorable like this! All desperate for Mommy, but knowing you’ll never, ever get her again. I could just eat you up, baby!”

All you can do is cover your face in shame.

“Awww, where’d my baby go, hmm? Is hims shy now? Is it a bummer only having a soggy diapie to make hims humpy-wumpies in?”

“M-mommyyyy stoppp!”

“Sorry, kiddo, but that’s life! You deserve this. You deserve your warm diaper you can’t keep clean. You deserve never being with a woman ever again.”

“It’s not my fault! I didn’t ask for this!”

“Listen, diaper boy. It doesn’t matter why your diaper is dirty, all that matters is you can’t help but end up with a soggy, mushy diapie between your legs.”

She pats your soggy diaper.

“Mommy could never be with someone like you. You had your chance, tinklepants. It’s over. Your little peepee is as useless as the dirty diapies in your pail.”

“B-but…”

“But…what? What are you not getting, sweetie? Everything happens in your diapie…everything! The only time you get to touch Mommy is when it’s time for nummies, understand?”

“Y-yes, Mommy…”

“You’re so sweet. Now, do you want to make your crinkles or are you going to keep being fussy?”

“Wasn’t fussy!”

“Oh? Wrong answer, kiddo.”

“N-no! Pleaaaase! Mommy I’m sorry!”

“Too late, little one. You can explain your little diapie tent to your babysitter. Mommy has a date. Bye, baby!”

Can we talk about the honour of being the first person to dominate a man that's never explored that part of himself... All of those deep desires pushed aside, all because he thought he wasn't allowed to be vulnerable.

Someone that couldn't ever see himself in this position, his pretty little face flushed, mindlessly panting between gently begging for more... His eyelids fluttering closed as his eyes roll back, falling into bliss...

Expressing how safe he feels with you. How very precious darling, you truly are art. Just melt into my embrace and let Mommy take care of you.