"Oh you want your girlfriend back? I'm afraid that won't be possible, she's all mine now, and I intend to use her up completely."
Is there any safe way to get out of hypnotic chastity? I listened to a chastity file a year ago and don't remember the hypnotists name. Now I can only get hard when I'm dozing off or just waking up. The second I am fully awake... BOOM! I become bonerless for the rest of the day.
Mmmm, yes. That’s a familiar situation.
Once you’re snared by hypnotic chastity, it can be insurmountably difficult to free yourself. That difficulty really depends on your hypnotist. Do you know who she is? (In your case no.) Do you still have contact with her? (Also no.) Do you know what she wants or what her intentions for you are? (Sigh. Nope.) Getting in your hypnotist’s good graces is the best way to earn release.
If, as in your situation, you no longer have access to your hypnotist, it may be quite challenging to break free. Did she implant triggers in your head that make you go soft or that make you unable to touch? Are these triggers things that happen in everyday life so that you are constantly triggered to be chaste? Things such as seeing a pretty woman, hearing a bell ring, trying to touch yourself or even just waking from sleep. Did she set it up so that every time you are hypnotically compelled to be chaste the suggestions are reinforced? Are they getting stronger and stronger? Did she implant the suggestions that you are not able to seek help from or even listen to other hypnotists? Did she wrap all of this up in an amnesia suggestion so that your conscious mind can’t quite remember what she said when you were deep in trance?
If so then, my friend, you might be stuck. The more you try to escape, the deeper her hooks will sink into you. Honestly, the best chance you have is to just embrace chastity as your new reality.
Enjoy!
Seems like a good deal to me!
Denied and locked by Mommy
I'm naked, tied down to the bed by my wrists and ankles, classic spreadeagle. You're lying down beside me wearing a form fitting outfit that accentuates your cleavage. Your nyloned knee is softly pressed against my uber sensitive and ticklish balls. One of your hands is snaked around my head and clamped over my mouth, the other is lightly yet torturously teasing the head of my cock. I'd begged you to tease me until I started crying, and you were too happy to oblige.
Once the silky lubed up hand and the dreamy nylons edge me over and over until I do start sobbing, I hear "Awwhh, and I almost let you cum that time!", you stop touching me, pull your hand and knee away, and start gently tickling me and/or playing with my nipples while my red raw cock pulsates and twitches against nothing, my lips curl as I sob like a baby. Your hands continue to glide over my chest and stomach, and my thighs, if you're feeling evil. The pure, genuine regret on my face makes you wet. You coo at me.
"Shhh, calm down sweetie. You were so close, weren't you? Yesss, my good boy was soooo so close!" I nod desperately. "Yesss, you were so good for me and you didn't cum with permission." Your hand idly glides down my torso one last time and, looking down at me, you notice the regret being replaced by apprehensive hope. You break eye contact as you get off the bed.
"You know what time it is, sweetheart."
The hope quickly replaced by realisation.
"Noooo!" I protest, completely reduced and regressed. "Please don't Mommy, please don't, I'm begging you!"
You open the drawer of the bedside table and take out the small black drawstring bag we both know to contain the cage. As soon as I see it, I start sobbing again and struggling against my restraints, with almost comic futility. Your calm, restrained demeanour is terrifying, in contrast.
You shush me soothingly over my protestations, all the while preparing the ring to go around the base of my shaft and my scrotum.
"Please Mommy, please don't lock me away, please let me finish just once, I'll do anything!" I beg, now with truly teary eyes and a snotty nose.
"Shhh, hush now." you answer. Your matter-of-fact demeanour shuts me up. "You begged for this, remember? You sent me all those messages on tumblr about being my pet. You're not going to back out on me, so close to your fantasy, are you?"
I shake my head timidly.
"That's what I thought. Now." you make a last adjustment on the ring. "Comfy?"
I nod. You go back into cooing mode.
"Goood boy." You slither your body up against mine until we're back in our original position. You pop a few buttons open on your blouse and let one of your boobs out. "Now. Be a good boy for Mommy and suckle me until your cock dies down, then we can lock it in the cage where it belongs, ok?"
I nod meekly and you push my face into your chest. I suckle hungrily as you run your fingers through my hair.
Once my cock dies down, you get off the bed again to slide my cock inside the tight cage and secure the lock. When I hear the click, I whimper a quiet, dazed "Thank You, Mommy..."
"Of course sweetie, you're my special little boy, and you deserve to be treated as such."
By now you've noticed, that not once, did I use the safeword.
You undo my restraints and lie down beside me a third time, and turn on the TV. I can't take my eyes off of the nipple I'd been enjoying. You notice, and lift my chin up. Back to your matter-of-fact manner.
"Use your words, my darling boy."
I blush cherry red. "Please Mommy can I - can I please keep suckling on your nipple?"
You smile, take my hair in one hand and pinch and tap my cheek with the other. I gasp with genuine lust. You kiss me on the lips in a way that makes me melt and whimper into your mouth.
"Of course you may, sweet boy."
You push my face into your chest again, put your thigh between my legs to meet my frustrated, locked penis, and I'm in heaven.
I really need more men to realize hot it is for them to be a total slut for a woman. Just overwhelmed af when I kiss you. Losing your mind. Eyes rolled back and already salivating and getting ready to drool just at my kiss and maybe feeling my hand gently close around your throat. I want your thighs to reflexively spread open. Give me access to your sensitive body, I’ll take good care of it for you.
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