Boys Can Understand Consent. They Just Don't WANT To. So Make It Easy For Them. Lock Him Up In Chastity

It's ok sweetheart, we'll make sure you adjust to your new chip!

Enjoying the jacuzzi, Dorothy told Zack to clean the table and bring more drinks. Zack has been locked 🔐 for almost three weeks. His college performance is improving as well as his physique, since his supervisor Dorothy put him on a strict diet and workout. Two days a week are for glutes exercises only. She is a butt person and everyone knows that. “I like big butts and I cannot lie”, she said sarcastically to her friend Charlotte who’s sharing the jacuzzi with her. Charlotte giggled as Zack showed up. A muscular 6’ 2 ft tall handsome man wearing nothing but a sun hat and a little pink chastity device between his legs. Despite his very muscular body, Zack wasn’t lean or shredded. His body has much fat all in the right places including his big thicc bubbly butt. No wonder he is Dorothy’s favorite. Zack didn’t expect a guest and looked a bit nervous. His cheeks turned shyly red hoping it will stop there knowing that there is always a chance for more cheeks in his body to turn red. Surely, Dorothy would never hesitate to spank him in front of her friend for the tiniest mistake.

“I’m going to dry myself and have a phone call for a little bit”, says Charlotte. Zack couldn’t resist taking a quick look at her wet feminine body walking to inside. His blue balls are about to explode. Something about knowing that the girls are aware of their power over him by just existing like the forbidden fruit makes his lust and agony doubled. They seems to be enjoying it so much, and probably it turns them on as well. However, unlike him, they have the freedom to satisfy themselves sexually.

To his shock, Zack actually knew Charlotte. As she smiled to him walking away, he realized that she is his favorite cafe’s barista. His face turned red accepting how the table has turned. He is now her servant, naked servant, with his little thing between his legs locked by her friend who controls his sex life.

Stunned to speak while looking at her in disbelief, Dorothy broke the silence. “What did I tell you about starting at ladies, boy!”, she said in a strict motherly tone. “I wasn’t staring ma’am I swear, I just thought she looks like… “ Zack couldn’t finish his sentence before his supervisor snapped at him, “You weren’t staring!! Are you calling me a liar young man!?”. He knew not to argue anymore. “I’m sorry that’s not what I meant ma’am” said Zack with a defeated tone, feeling so little despite his size.

“I thought I’d punish you after Charlotte leaves” said Dorothy while looking straight into his frightened eyes. “But now that you talked back, I think your punishment should be doubled. It’s time for Charlotte to learn how to spank men anyways and your big himbo butt is a good platform for education haha”, said his supervisor with a nasty smirk on her face. Zack’s balls almost got sucked into his body in disbelief. His cafe’s server is going to spank him for staring at her. He will never show his face at that cafe for sure. He wanted to beg her but he knew that, if anything, it will make it worse because his supervisor doesn’t appreciate any slight resistance. He even thought about quitting everything and leaving MDSH house, but he knows that he can’t deal with the financial consequences of that. Any MDSH member should pay for every month they stay in if they decide to leave before the end of the school year.

With a slap on his jiggly bubbly ass Dorothy sent Zack inside to apologize Charlotte before inviting her to spank him. Zack walked inside with three cheeks red, knowing it will soon be four. He saw Charlotte carrying her bag and about to put her clothes on. He didn’t know how to talk to her. He felt like he is shrinking and his little chastity is about to fall down. “H.. hello.. miss Charlotte” Zack said. “Hello big boi!” said Charlotte holding her smile while staring at his little pink chastity between his big muscular thighs. He felt so little, wishing the earth would swallow him up. “My supervisor Dorothy sent me to you to apologize for.. ahem.. starring at you. I’m so sorry. I should not do that. I should do better”. “Such a naughty boy! You should not disrespect women and stare at their bodies!” said Charlotte while still trying to hide her smile. At this moment, Zack realized that Charlotte assumed her new dominating position. From now on, she is no longer his coffee barista who tries to satisfy him and follow his orders hoping for generous tips. She knows that she is way more powerful than him, and can scold him like a horny teenager who can’t control his urges. “I know, I’m so sorry ma’am”, said Zack looking at the floor before going into an awkward silence. “Is that it big boi! Is there anything else?” she asked. “Ahem.. y.. yes.. I think my supervisor thinks I need to be.. to be punished” said Zack with a red face. “Oh yeah! And how is she going to punish you?” she asked with full enthusiasm coming from her eyes. “Usually she delays my releasing say, or spank me” he said. “Well, that explains your blue balls haha. You poor little thing! You must be in a real agony watching your sexy supervisor and all of us naked without being able to have an erection or release yourself! It must be rewarding for your self-discipline” she said staring into his defeated eyes. “Y.. yes.. it’s.. I’m becoming a better person than the douche I was in my junior year. I don’t submit to my desires, I do much better in school,and I learned how to value and respect women” said Zack. “But luckily..” he continued, “she didn’t extend my locking time”! “Aha!” Charlotte said, “So I guess you’re getting SPANKED?”. She again was resisting hiding her laughter. “Yes ma’am!” Zack said, “Would you please spank me!? Miss Dorothy said I should be spanked by both of you because I stared at you and talked back to her”.

Charlotte immediately pressed her thighs together, as she is feeling so wet. The request touched a part inside her, that hasn’t been awaken before. Here is a big muscly man she used to serve at her work, completely naked in front of her except of a pink chastity device, asking her politely to spank his sexy ass. She had no time to process her overwhelming feelings. She grabbed his hand and said, “Let’s take you back to your supervisor naughty boy for your spanking. You were never my favorite customer anyways. We don’t offer whipped cream with our latte, yet you keep demanding it. This time you’re getting a whipped ass, instead of a whipped cream. How about that Mr Zack!?” . She led Zack to the door outside like a little boy, who was caught in a trouble. Zack felt the ultimate humiliation, as he was desperately hoping that she wouldn’t remember that he was one of her cafe’s customers. Now that she brought it up, he feels like she will take a revenge on his ass, for every shitty costumer she dealt with, including him. Defeated and overwhelmed, his lips started to quiver, feeling that the little boy inside him is about to come out crying. If that how he feels right now, how will he handle the spanking and scolding, without breaking into begging and tears like a little boy!

I truly believe a lubed up handjob at a pace so slow it’s verging on torturous given by a cute girl with a sadistic smile on her face actually cures depression

Head Games

He should be trained so that, as he finds himself getting close to the point of no return, he should announce that he is close.  This gives her the opportunity to decide “Not yet” or “Cum for me.”  By waiting until this very last moment to announce her decision, she maximizes his hope and yearning.

  When it comes to deciding if he gets to cum that day or not… she could just simply decide for herself if she wants to let him cum or not.  This is empowering for her, and puts his pleasure at her mercy, which is motivation for him to be sure she is pleased that day.

  But maybe she doesn’t want to be the one responsible for his disappointment when she says no.  Then, aside from a woman’s choice, she can also use games that do the deciding for her.  Anything from a simple flip of the coin, which is unpredictable enough, to a dice throw, or a card draw, can be exciting random deciders for both of you.

  The more creative she is in deciding his fate, the more unpredictable the situation will be for him.  Change the rules from time to time.  She can even do away with the games altogether now and then, and enjoy a “normal” relationship for a while, only to suddenly spring a new set of rules on him again as he nears the brink of what he thought would be a routine orgasm.  Remember… unpredictability is the name of the game for Teasing and Denial, and soon you’ll both be as giddy and infatuated as you both were when he first asked her out.

  Games for deciding

  Flip of a coin is a 50/50 chance of coming.

  Dice:  Maybe a 6 on the dice means a full enjoyable orgasm, a 5 means a ruined orgasm, a 1 means denial that day, and a 2 thru 4 is how many hundred more strokes he must endure before rolling again (or how many DAYS he must wait to roll again if you’re mean!).

  Make up similar rules for a deck of cards such that the various cards of a deck represent different fates.  

  She could make it dependent upon his winning at a game they enjoy together, which will not only get him sexually excited, but also make him motivated to play the games she enjoys.

  Consider making his orgasm dependent upon things entirely outside their control, like the weather.  If they live in a rainy area, consider for a while allowing him to cum only when it is raining!

  A popular game uses colored marbles.  When he’s close, she picks a color at random from a jar, and if it is the right color, he gets to cum.  If it’s a different color, he gets a ruined orgasm, and if it’s an unlucky color, he doesn’t get to come at all that day.  The frequency of orgasms is determined by the ratio of colors, so she can assure that a healthy average can be maintained.

  Another popular game on the Internet uses beans, over which she has “unfair” control.  He starts each Monday with four or five beans, and throughout the week he must pay some beans in order to cum.  The fun part is, as he nears his orgasm, she gets to decide how many beans that orgasm will cost him, except on Sunday when orgasms always cost just one bean.  This gives him some sense of control, since he must decide for himself if her price is worth it or not, but ultimately she has an unfair advantage, since she sets the price.  If he makes it to Sunday and he has no beans left, he doesn’t get to take advantage of Sunday’s discounted orgasms, either.  This gives her some incentive to tease him into enough desperation that he gives up all his beans at a much higher price early in the week.