Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

Any chance of sharing more details about your shock collar training? I love the power disparity they represent; discipline at the push of a button.

Sure! I’m happy to share a bit more about the experience I teased.

It was some years ago, and it was the first night I was meeting and playing with a new partner. Generally I don’t recommend such intensity for a first session with a partner, but I’ll admit that I was young, dumb, and overeager. Nothing bad happened and it was a wonderful experience, but I would do it differently today... just to be safer.

Before any play, he showed me the collar shocking himself and then let me play with the collar and intensities of shocks on my leg and arm.

When I was satisfied and comfortable with the collar, he commanded me to strip for him.

He then bound my hands behind my back before locking the shock collar into place on my neck. The prongs were positioned on the side of my neck, which is usually more sensitive than the front of back.

He added another tie at my elbows, forcing a tight posture that thrust my chest forward. I was commanded to stand and spread my legs hip distance apart while he added a short hobble chain between my ankles.

And then the exercise began.

As I’ve shared before, I love strict power dynamics and protocol. Maybe even more so than the sex itself… and he knew that. He had me walk the length of the room, holding my perfect posture, but keeping my eyes downcast, as an obedient submissive would to not drawn attention to herself. He demanded graceful steps despite the hobble between my legs, no jerks from the bindings or chains, and absolutely no raising my gaze to his face.

He then sat on the sofa with the remote for the collar while I walked back and forth at his command. Every stumble, any time I looked up, or even a moment of less than perfect gait would be corrected with a shock.

As I found confidence in his asks, he would add more challenges. By the end, I was nipple clamped, gagged and had clamps hanging between my legs. Still holding my composure for him, still being corrected by a shock each time I didn’t meet his standards.

I was crying from frustration and pain, but so deep in subspace. Every shock reminded me that I was a plaything, his little pet, existing for his entertainment. And the only way to avoid the electric punishment was to exist as he demanded. I felt myself mold to meet his expectations in real time with the help of the collar. And I loved knowing how powerless I was to lash out, push back, or give attitude of any type.

I could be withering on the ground in pain as a repercussion for my bad behavior, while he barely even had to lift a finger. He would never break a sweat.

All that to say, it’s a treasured memory and one of the hottest things to ever happen to me ever in my whole fucking life.

don't ask me why two of my nails are shorter than all the others and then get mad when I say it's so I can finger your son. maybe you should've minded your business.

Order has been restored

Threats Make Brats Wet

Threats make the tummies of naughty brats flutter. Erotic threats are magic words that rattle the mind and set intimate places tingling.

An expert disciplinarian understands the psychology of subtle threats. In healthy kinky relationships, threats are not acts of intimidation, but a way to reciprocate when one partner wants attention and acts up to get it.

The most extreme kind of response is physical discipline, but if that was the only way a disciplinarian could respond, they'd be no fun to play with at all. There'd be no ambiguity, so sense of dancing close to the tripwire. No way to enjoy the erotic tension of pushing boundaries and wondering if you've gone too far.

If any provocation was immediately and invariably followed by a spanking, there'd be little space for the emotional and psychological enjoyment or discipline - and that would be no fun at all.

So, good disciplinarians enjoy a more subtle, progressive approach. When misbehaviour is noticed, it's far better that the consequences are foreshadowed. Think of this as a stairway with four steps.

The first step is the Verbal Warning. The disciplinarian recognises their charge's attempt to grab their attention, and cautions them that kind of behaviour will earn them a sore bottom. The threat is left hanging in the air.

The second step is Foreshadowing - where the brat is made to imagine the consequences of continued misbehaviour. They might be told: "You're choosing not to listen, and I'm losing patience. What happens when I lose patience?" And the brat will be made to explain in detail what the consequences of naughtiness really are. But still, their bum remains unsmacked.

The third step is The Brink. The brat will be sent to fetch the implement that will be used to spank them. They might be made to take off and hand over their panties, or change into a customary spanking outfit, like their pyjamas.

There might be a physical demonstration, with the spanking implement smacked against the spanker's palm, swished through the air, or whacked against a cushion. This theatrical performance should leave the naughty one in no doubt what's in store, but it need not automatically be followed by a spanking. Just like orgasms and edging, it's more effective to leave them teetering on the brink, buzzing with anticipation.

The final stage is, of course, the spanking itself. But this doesn't need to occur immediately. It might happen in a few hours, or at bedtime, or tomorrow, or whenever the recipient is least expecting it.

Remember what makes threats erotic and arousing is their inherent unpredictability. A brat should never truly know how close they are to a sore bottom - that's for their disciplinarian to decide. Threats make brats wet, and the best spankings come as a shocking surprise.