Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

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What should I fill my squirting dildo with when I cum in his ass? What do I fill it with when I cum in his face? Is it wrong that I don't want him to like the taste?

Princess Trinity

When He Begs in Frustration...

There comes a point in every FLR where the male sub comes to a realization. While submitting to her is amazing, and he loves it, and can't get enough of it. When she starts really utilizing and asserting her power, he begins to realize that there really is no going back. That it's actually impossible to go back.

He's suddenly caught in a net, where he realizes that if he backed out due to being scared, and afraid to fully commit to her, he knows within a few hours, or days, he would regret pulling away, and come crawling back to her. So he knows any rebellion against her authority is completely and utterly hopeless. So instead, he begins to stew in his own frustration, fighting with himself, trying to hang on to whatever control he can, in his mind.

This makes him ache to the point of desperation, and since he is not allowed to relieve that desperation, he reaches a boiling point, where he suddenly breaks. He knows he's not allowed to beg for a release, but he will beg anyway. He will whimper, he may even cry. He will get on his knees and beg. This is a point where he will say, he will do anything for her.

It's important that she understands what he's going through. She is witnessing the breaking of his ego, his last desperate hope of clinging onto control. His last ounce of weakness, of resistance to her. Rather than punish him, she should completely and totally embrace him.

Make him feel safe. Cuddle with him, hold him close, and tell him it will be alright. This isn't the time to make him service you more, it's a time of bonding, intimacy, love, and loyalty. If he feels safe in his extreme vulnerability, he will finally come to the realization, that she is all he needs. That she will take care of him, and that it's okay for him to let her authority rule his life.

It's an incredible moment, and foundation of real solid trust is built here. It's the moment he dedicates himself in service to her, the moment she becomes the center of his world, and he will no longer resist her, all reservations, inhibitions, and hesitations will fall away. Obedience will become the only thing that matters. He will trust her judgement in decisions without back talking. He will defer to her all decisions and trust she knows best.

When he breaks down and begs, never let him have a release. This would reinforce his last remnants of control and he would think that begging is a weak spot for her, and he will use it again and again whenever he gets desperate. So no, never have mercy, never give in. Just hold him and tell him he will be okay, and that you're there for him.

Let him figure out that when he stops resisting her, his frustration will become more bearable, and more importantly, he will want to bear it. It's the greatest gift she could possibly receive, when he breaks down and begs in frustration, because it's a give away, it means, he finally understands his place at her feet.

The Submissive's Journey can help!

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Ownership - Part I - The Clinic - The Strict Protocol Continues

The Strict Protocol Continues

Kelly finds herself marking a calendar, the timing of her visits most consequential. Never more often then every third day, the lengthy interval assuring that her charge Chestnuts is eager for cleansing and bathing. On occasion the suffering is extended… four days… and on one occasion a fifth day when she found herself traveling over a holiday weekend.

Imbued with unsurpassed power, she finds herself becoming giddy by the morning of the appointed day, a young girl desiring to cuddle her puppy.

Chestnuts is equally excited by her visits of course, his psyche anointing ‘Miss Kelly’ with plenipotentiary governance. She is everything… the source of all he needs. But of course not of all he wants. Denial… always denial of that which a virile young male most wants… most desires. And it pleases Kelly to deny him.

Instead there is tongue work. Chestnuts’ long wet appendage, surgically freed of the restricting frenulum, now thrusts forth with vigor in scooping the bland sustenance from an offered spoon. Miss Kelly is known to playfully dab the tip of the nose and, in encouraging with girlish giggles, has the prodigious length of pink curl upwards to swath, not only eagerly finding nourishment but pleasing with the display… the oral nimbleness of a barnyard animal.  

Kelly is also given to firmly grasp the tongue, ending each visit with many minutes of tugging, twisting and turning, imbuing continuing length, assuring strength and stamina.

Chestnuts is rewarded for his cooperation… more vaginal froth… Miss Kelly’s quim brimming with evidence of her delight… her ownership well implanted.

Still, yet there remains evidence of male aggression… almost every visit ending with a plea for manual release, Chestnuts’ penis standing most robustly after many weeks of chastity. Yes, the meek words come as Miss Kelly approaches with ice, the unwavering tumescence to succumb to a woman’s desire to return her boy to diapers.

‘Won’t you please stroke me first, Miss Kelly?’

The quest is ignored of course. But as the visits progress, ending such pleasant interludes of feminine power with notions of a soothing hand offering such crass male satiation disturbs.

In exiting the Clinic on one Saturday afternoon, Chestnuts well restrained and returned to his diaper, Kelly engaged the desk nurse in small talk, broaching the subject of ‘hand jobs for the helpless’, as Kelly humorously considers the constant quest.

“You should review the Guidebook,” the nurse suggests. “The Recalcitrance and Discipline chapter has some ideas. And I note on the chart that your boy is uncircumcised. Be sure to read the segment on infibulation as well.”

Kelly thanks the nurse, realizing she did not before delve that far into the Guidebook.

So it’s a Saturday night. Arriving home, a bottle of Chardonnay awaits. After a hot shower, Kelly calms herself after a long afternoon of feminine governance and concupiscence. The Guidebook awaits. She sits, sips and flips open.

Recalcitrance and Discipline, the final segment. Turning the pages she is surprised to find a chapter on masturbating the male, a shocking subject matter for an institution dedicated to male chastity.

‘During times of release… for cleansing or simple amusement… the chaste male will find himself erect and powerless to refrain from beseeching for sexual release. Think of the process as a young male dog in heat, assaulting Master’s leg with his privates in a most inappropriate manner. This annoyance can be curtailed very simply by indeed condescending and offering manual release… but in a very controlling and ultimately disciplining manner.

‘Clients will find each training room equipped with a slim glass tube and a supply of rock salt. It is a simple matter to introduce a few grams of salt into the tube, slip into the urethra of the erect male, and deposit sodium chloride well into the penis shaft by pressing a complementary rod as the tube is withdrawn. As the salt melts, aggravating the most sensitive of male flesh, the beseeched hand should stroke. There will follow a rather convincing combination of pleasure as denied penile skin is stroked and pain as the salt melts to irritate the urethra. Within minutes the pain pleasure will overwhelm. Subsequent ejaculation will slide the introduced salt further down the urethra, enhancing the pain as the release of ejaculate presses, and ultimately transforming what is normally the pinnacle of male ecstasy into an agonizing encounter with the determination of the female hand.’

In thought, Kelly pauses and sips… with a smile. Transforming male pleasure into pain! How devious… yet ingenious! Chestnuts will become quite reluctant to request manual release after such a daunting hand job. One can only imagine the distress in introducing salt, ironically so harmless, into the vaunted male organ.  

The Guidebook is pushed aside. Delirious thoughts of disciplining her charge in such an ignominious manner brings the need for her vibrator.  

Nice play