Reach around handjobs will always have a special place in my heart!!!
Come sit on my lap, pretty boy. Let me feel your back pressed up against my chest. Let me stroke your pretty cock with one hand while my other hand is free to do whatever else I want. I could wrap it around your throat or around your waist to pull you back against me...I could even use it to run my fingers through your hair while I tell you how good you're doing for me, how much I love touching you. If you've been a good boy, maybe I'll even slip a finger (...or more) into your tight little hole. You'd like that, wouldn't you baby? My fingers filling you up and hitting all the right places while I stroke your dick....lay your head back on my shoulder and look up at me, angel. Let me see all the pretty faces you make. Tell me how good it feels. Tell me how much you need me, how much you love it when I touch you like this<3
Extraordinary Ordinary Women #75-24
Family Matters - Part 2
As you headed toward the living room, Stepmother made a final check of your outfit, followed by a tender kiss to your gagged mouth. The door opened and her sisters sat there sipping their wine…..they smiled and cooed at you. The weeks since you became Stepmother’s secret panty slave had been amazing, she had shown you a whole new world of devoted sissy submission and you took to it like a natural. Your Step-Aunts were now here from Romania and for the next month, you would be under further training at their hands. Both of the sisters were younger than Stepmother and both had dark hair. Silvana sat on the left, with a nasty looking whip resting in her hand, Katja was on the right, looking far more relaxed. They were wearing tight leather trousers and high heels, delicious creaking of the pants as they crossed their legs in unison.
Stepmother was in her leather skirt suit and high heel boots, hand resting on your ass. The latex maid outfit was skintight, the black, glossy patent thigh boots were difficult to walk in, especially with the legs cuffs on. Your wrists were cuffed behind you and the leather panel gag was buckled tightly over your mouth. The latex hood with maid headpiece was the flourish to your outfit as Stepmother raised the latex pinafore to reveal your black lacy panties and the gleaming cock cage underneath…..both sisters murmured in approval as you were displayed for them. Katja rose from her seat and snatched a pair of leather gloves, pulling them on tightly as she approached you. She was deceptively tall, almost your height, despite your 5 inch heels. She spun you around and you felt the gloved fingers invade your asshole. Her expression remained impassive as she continued to examine you. The invasive probing was uncomfortable, until she hit a very sweet spot and you groaned in guilty pleasure.
“He’s not yet plugged, Sister? I expected him to be fully chastised.” Stepmother reached into her jacket and produced a small butt plug.
She turned to Katja, “it wasn’t necessary yet. Young Thomas is a natural submissive……he’s very much become a beautiful and obedient sissy boy. Still, as you’re here, perhaps you can do the honour…..after all, you’re the professional Domina amongst us.”
Stepmother handed the plug to Katja, who unbuckled your gag, before you had a chance to do anything, the toy was inserted into your mouth and Katja ordered you to suck. You did as you were told and once satisfied, she took the plug from your mouth and replaced the gag. The now lubricated toy was inserted up you and the full sensation in your ass was suddenly made worse as the toy pulsed up you. Katja smiled and returned to her seat, with Silvana idly tapping the whip on her leather covered thighs. You stood swaying slightly as the anal intrusions were feeling amazing, the whole experience was surreal and you didn’t notice Silvana get up and now have her turn to inspect you.
“Are you permitting orgasms, or not?” She turned to Stepmother, who now looked a little bashful.
“Rarely….and now only through the cage. It’s difficult to resist my poor boy. He’s so much…..bigger than his Father. Seems a waste at times.”
Silvana sneered as she flicked at the cage, taking care to fondle your shaved, heavy balls. Her talon like nails digging into you, while you tried to remain silent. “I can’t be too critical, Sister. My own toy back home is a wonderful distraction…..I assume you have the strapon I sent? You can still ride your poor boy and not let him cum.”
Stepmother nodded as Silvana returned to her seat. “Where is your husband? Or should I say, the disappointment?”
You snapped back into reality…..you hadn’t even thought of him since this morning. He originally went to the airport to pick the Aunts up while you were being prepared, but you hadn’t seen him at all. Stepmother smiled and told her sisters he (Stephen) was next door……and it was time to see him. You panicked, Father didn’t know about any of this, what would he say or do? You were dressed like a latex sissy maid, caged and plugged, the feeling of nausea started to rise up and you were led away into the next room, behind the ladies.
The sight that greeted you was horrifying and bizarre. Father was sat on a dining chair, or should that be lashed to it with leather straps. He was wearing the same outfit as you, including the hood. Once he saw you, he started to buckle and thrash, gagged grunts and howls as he now realised you were also a family sissy slave. Stepmother grabbed his caged cock hard and he quieted immediately. The Aunts giggled and chatted in Romanian as you were brought before him. Stepmother pulled another of the chairs forward and placed you opposite him.
“Now, boys. This might be a little shocking for you to see this, but I think it’s for the best. This house has been running very smoothly since you are now both under my care. My sisters are staying with us for a few weeks to help me train you completely. I still have a full time job to do and they’re very happy to assume control. Stephen, you’re on holiday from work, so we don’t have to worry. Thomas, while you’re looking for a job, you will be working here for your food and your bed.”
Stepmother was handed a double ball gag from Katja and it was swiftly buckled on you both, the panel gags discarded. More humiliation followed when both of you had your panties pulled down and the cock cages were chained together. Father’s eyes widened in horror as he was now locked to you. Any movements would be painful and the drool from your gags started to pool on each other. Your ass was still being worked by the plug and you were leaking in the cage. The ladies stepped back and once again started to chat in Romanian as they sat at the dining table, with the wine flowing and the occasional molestation of Father and Son. It was just the beginning of the holiday……
By Mistress Kylie,
This post contains all of the ideas I have been able to come up with or find on the internet for female-dominant, male-submissive scenes…
You’ll probably notice that a lot of the ideas are designed for use over many days and are associated with orgasm control. This theme emerged over time because orgasm control is so effective at heightening male desire. We use this list in a very simple framework when setting up scenes. First she picks one or more of the ideas below (either by hand or randomly) and makes rules and tasks out of them. Then, after a few days of suffering through them and pushing me to peak sensitivity, the frequency of rules and tasks increases (over a weekend, for example) and she adapts punishments from the list (or comes up with them on her own) to achieve a good, intense session.
So anyway, I hope you enjoy them and they inspire ideas of your own! Please note, though, that we haven’t tried all of them. Some of them may not be practical.
This task is very hard: have him hold pennies against the wall using only his fingertips — one penny per finger. Depending on how you position his arms, this can be easy or extremely difficult. Arms spread wide apart forces him to get his face very close to the wall and will tire his arms quickly. Same with his hands being very high up.
For every penny that drops, punish him. Keep the punishments severe enough that he really fears dropping a penny.
You can also make him hold a penny against the wall using his erect cock. This will force him to keep himself hard.
Rules that control his orgasms are the most effective and psychologically impactful rules you can impose. These rules also become good excuses for torment and punishment. The mix of wanting to orgasm and facing big punishments feels very exciting.
Ideas for Normal Situations
He has to earn orgasms –> After you have had five orgasms, he gets one. –> He chooses to undergo a punishment or humiliation in order to flip a coin. Heads grants him an orgasm. Tails gets him another punishment or humiliation –> He earns points toward his next orgasm by acting the role of the “perfect slave.” These can only be earned by doing things for you without being asked, and acting the part perfectly. 20 points per orgasm.
He must ask permission prior to orgasm.
He is allowed to orgasm, but doing so carries an automatic set of punishments or humiliations.
Every time he orgasms, he owes you a favor.
You pretend to believe that he will take any opportunity to have an orgasm, and go to great lengths to prevent it (chastity belt, lots of restraints, careful supervision).
After every orgasm, he must collect his semen and do something embarrassing with it.
Come up with a “training regimen” to teach him to resist orgasm. He wears a chastity belt until he can resist your best efforts to get him to come while you reach two or three orgasms.
He is forbidden to clean up his own semen if it lands on him.
He gets a very short window every day to bring himself to orgasm while you watch. The chastity belt goes back on at the end whether he succeeds or not.
He gets a set limit of orgasms per week, which he can trade like currency. (His limit could be one. Or one every two weeks. Just because he can trade doesn’t mean he needs a lot of them.)
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Instead of a promised orgasm, he has to edge instead and thank you at the end as if he had an orgasm.
Lengthen the time he has to wear the chastity belt.
Treat pre-cum as orgasms for punishment purposes.
Warn him about a severe punishment if he orgasms, then tie him down and ride him until he does.
During the time when he is permitted to orgasm, position his body so that he can’t prevent himself from coming on himself.–>Make him put his knees on the wall behind him so that his cock points toward his face
If you are on top and he comes, keep going. The sensory overload is really overpowering. Even though it feels great, it’s a good “mean” thing to do to him.
Punishment Ideas
Remember that if your slave just had an orgasm without permission, he’s less in the mood than he was before. So instead of a regular punishment, pick one that is more severe, and execute it after he’s back in the mood (possibly the next day).
Make him write out a coupon for a certain number of days spent in a chastity belt. Spend it whenever you like. If he picks a number that is lower than what you picked, make him choose again and double his next result. (You can choose to have him give you a number of orgasms instead of a number of days.)
If he comes inside of you, sit on his chest while his semen drains out of you. Tie him up until it dries.
Chain a heavy weight to his chastity belt for a while, giving him something he either has to drag by his balls or deal with as he does other tasks for you.
Edging is the practice of bringing someone very close to the point of orgasm and then baking off. It’s usually done repeatedly, which both increases sexual need and results in the closest thing to multiple orgasms for a man. You can force your Slave to edge himself a few times to increase his sexual need. Or, you can do it to him and punish him if he orgasms. This will force him to resist orgasm.
This is similar to the “Must Not Lie” rule, but forces him to give you extra details whenever he’s answering a question. It can be very useful, because he has to actively think about what other secrets he can divulge. Use it to force him to keep you aware of the things he’s thinking about.
Ideas for Normal Situations
He must tell you when he’s horny
He must go into detail about what he wants sexually and why
Whenever he’s asked a question, he has to answer it, and then say “Also…” and add more details.
He must try to help you come up with more effective punishments, more humiliating tasks, and tell you how he might try to get out of obeying you
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Since you can’t read his mind, there’s no way to know if he’s holding something back. Rely on punishments if you find out that he didn’t tell you something.
Punishment Ideas
This is a rule that focuses on helplessness and humiliation. It’s also oral, since he has to tell you things. If you catch him leaving something out, punish him accordingly.
Make him write out several punishments and rank them according to desirability. Pick one or more for him to go through.
Make him tell you the most humiliating punishment he can think of. If he disobeys again, he has to go through with it.
Take away his right to speak for a while. Use a ball gag or tape if necessary.
Tell him to apologize. Don’t accept his apology until he recommends a good physical punishment or humiliation for you to employ.
Here is a very simple rule that is designed to keep things awkward for him and emphasize that his cock and balls belong to you. Usually the rule is that his legs can’t touch his cock or balls while you are in the room. Tell him that you want to see his balls hanging down.
Ideas for Normal Situations
He must keep his legs spread whenever you are within reach of his genitals
He must spread his legs on command
When a Slave’s Been Bad
He must keep his legs spread at all times, just in case.
Tie his legs up by the knees and spread them out. Then tease him by doing things to him that would make him want to close his legs
Punishment Ideas
Breaking this rule is all about not giving you access to his cock and balls, or about him not putting them on display for you. Punish him accordingly.
Tie his ankles to his wrists. Then tie his elbows to his knees. Last, pull his cock and balls behind his legs and tie his legs together so that they are trapped down by his butt. Now he gets to keep his legs closed, but you have full access to the genitals. Torture them for a while until he becomes more compliant.
Since he won’t put his genitals on display on his own, take away all his clothes and tie him up in a full-body rope harness. That way he can stay on display for you until you get tired of him.
Make it unconditional that he has to obey you, or anyone you specify, and punish him if he doesn’t do it promptly or well. This is one of those rules that you’ll talk about a lot, bringing it up to him to remind him that he doesn’t have a choice (or that you’ll punish him severely) if he doesn’t obey.
Ideas for Normal Situations
Have him acknowledge every command with “yes ma’am,” “yes, mistress,” or similar.
Give him a time limit to obey. For example, he might get punished for not jumping to do what you say within three seconds.
If he’s being forced to obey someone else, have him ask that person to give you an evaluation of how well he did.
Test him by giving him a list of things to do while you are away. Demand proof that he did them.
Come up with a word you can use to tell him that you are giving him an order while he’s in public so that others aren’t aware that you’re giving him a command to obey.
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Dramatically increase the number of things he has to do so that he’s kept very busy
Use toys, locks, and complicated tasks to make obeying very hard, such as –> Blindfolding him, then telling him to get a specific item that can only be identified by sight –> Chaining up his hands and then giving him something to type (with his tongue?) –> Give him an enema, and tell him he can’t release it until a task is done.
Give him tedious tasks, like writing out a sentence fifty times.
Punishment Ideas
Failure to obey you should carry the harshest punishments. The point of this game is to use punishments to force him to obey you. Therefore, the punishments have to be intense enough that doing humiliating and painful tasks is less miserable than going through with the punishments. Generally, you want to pick very painful or very humiliating punishments for this kind of error. Try to get him to call out in pain several times. He’s got a safe-word if you go too far.
Chain him up so he is completely immobile, then leave him like that for a while, maybe periodically torturing him.
Take away a sense or a privilege for a long time, such as use of his hands for 24 hours.
Add a couple extra rules to his list of rules
Make him pick a few punishments he would rather not be forced to undergo and then draw one randomly
Add a few days of slavery to his sentence
With this rule, the slave must force himself to become hard. This usually carries a time-limit, or is just a way for you to keep his hands on his cock, constantly fumbling with it. This has more to do with him having to make himself hard with you watching than it does with him getting hard. He is putting himself on display. Keep that in mind and see if you can think of ways to change things up.
Consider making him exaggerate the process so that it’s extra disruptive. Some ideas are to have him stretch out his cock, or use both hands, or kneel until it’s done.
This rule can be fun if he can’t use his hands to make himself hard. He’ll be left humping you or the furniture to comply.
Ideas for Normal Situations
When Mistress enters the room, slave has a certain amount of time to make himself hard.
On a schedule, such as once every three hours, slave has to make himself hard and present his cock for your inspection. If it’s not hard enough, or if it offends you in any way, he can be punished.
When seeing something arbitrary, such as a high heel, he has to become hard –> You might say, “You like skirts so much? Well, you’re going to show it!” And have him make himself hard every time he sees one on TV.
Upon hearing an arbitrary word, such as “songbird,” he has to make himself hard.
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Instead of just making himself hard once, he has to become hard, become soft, and become hard again –> Add a time-limit to complete this task to make it harder.
Make it more uncomfortable for him by keeping him from freeing his cock from his clothes or adjusting it while it’s getting hard.
Forbid him to use his hands to make himself hard or simply tie his hands out of reach of his cock. This will make it much tougher, but still possible.
Make him stay hard for five minutes before he can let go of his cock or stop stimulating it.
Punishment Ideas
If he fails to become hard for you in time (or if he forgets), change the rule so that he isn’t allowed to become hard for a day. See if you can catch him breaking that rule and slap a chastity belt on him.
The next time he has to be hard on command, put him in a lot of pain by slapping at his balls with a ruler or squeezing them (or similar) while he is trying to get hard.
Make him get hard without physical contact on his cock of any kind. (This might be very difficult.) Tie him up to be sure that he can’t move, of course.
This is a rule in every slave contract: that he must refer to you by a name of your choice. You can extend this to involve other women or other people. Common examples are:
Ma’am
Mistress
My Lady
Goddess
Madam
Ideas for Normal Situations
He isn’t allowed to use your name.
He has to answer “yes, <special name>” whenever you give a command
Must call other men and women “sir” or “ma’am,” even if he knows their names.
Must be sure to state your special name before asking any question
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Once again, this rule is so common that it’s almost always in a contract. I can’t think of tougher ways to implement it.
Punishment Ideas
This rule is a vocal one, so punishments can involve the mouth or speech. But don’t let that stop you from popping him in the testicles for forgetting to say your name before a question. Just be sure to catch him every time.
Make him wear a ball gag for thirty minutes every time he forgets
Tape his mouth shut when he forgets
Make him eat or drink something (like alcohol?) every time he messes up.
Place a clothes pin on his tongue for a while
Make him hold something with his mouth
Slave must kiss some part of Mistress under some conditions. Type of kiss, duration, and number of kisses are up to you. You could, for example, make him practice kissing until he gets it exactly right.
Body Parts to Kiss
Vagina
Ass
Feet
Hand
Mouth
Ideas for Normal Situations
You can assign different body parts to kiss under different situations. If he forgets or gets one wrong, he gets punished. For example –> He must kiss a chosen body part when you enter the room –> He must kiss your clitoris after you orgasm –> When Waking –> Before Bed –> While showering, he must constantly kiss your vagina –> When seeing something arbitrary, such as a high heel –> Upon hearing an arbitrary word, such as “songbird.”
When a Slave’s Been Bad
He must practice kissing the chosen body part. The more disobedient he has been, the longer he has to practice.
Instead of a simple kiss, you can make a complicated series of kisses that he has to get right every time.
You can put a blindfold on him before he kisses. If he misses the spot, he gets punished.
Punishment Ideas
Kissing is an oral act, so you might want punishments to involve the mouth. Here are some ideas.
Leave him in a ball gag for a period of time for every mistake he makes with this rule.
Force him to wear bright red lipstick and gloss (make his lips kissable) to remind him what his duty is.
Take away the use of his hands (using ropes or chains) and let him use his mouth as hands for a while. When he has had enough, give him a test to see if he has learned his lesson.
You require your slave to wear a collar, wrist cuffs, or ankle cuffs, or any combination both as a symbol that you own him and so that you can quickly restrain him at any time.
Since the collar and cuffs can’t be ignored, it will force him to remember the situation he’s in. You might want to avoid making him wear a collar while he sleeps, but that is the only one you need to be careful about. Cuffs while sleeping are just fine.
Ideas for Normal Situations
When he gets up or gets home from work, he must lock a collar and cuffs on himself. Only you can unlock them.
He has to lock chains that hang freely from his collar and/or cuffs.
He has to sleep with wrist and/or leg cuffs on.
He has to lock himself to the bed when he goes to sleep.
He has to lock something embarrassing to his collar.
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Not only does he have to lock cuffs on himself when he gets home, he has to lock his wrists together and his ankles together. You unlock him when you get home or by telling him where the key is by phone.
He must lock something very heavy to his ankle cuff. Like a locked bag of bricks, or a suitcase full of heavy items.
Make him lock himself to the toilet or to some other immovable object by running a chain behind it.
Punishment Ideas
Usually, the punishment comes from him unlocking the cuffs ahead of schedule. Sometimes this is necessary for safety or for other reasons (like a friend comes by), but you can still punish him for it. Simple restraint is perfect for that.
Run a rope or chain over a beam in the roof and raise his wrists as high as possible, maybe even making him stand on his toes. Tie it off so that he has to stand like that. Torture as desired. He won’t be able to stop you.
Before he goes to bed, make him wear short chains that either link his wrists, his ankles, or link a wrist to an ankle. You can also lock his wrists to a bondage belt.
Tie him in the frogtie and the chicken-wing tie at the same time. Torture him, make him walk on his knees and elbows, or just leave him stuck on the ground for a while.
Tie him spread-eagled on the bed. Use your imagination after that.
I’ve combined three rules into one here. You can force him to reach (or maintain) a specific weight, achieve a certain degree of flexibility, or force him to gain strength. All of these require a test after a long period of time to see if he meets the goal. Failure needs to have a significant-enough punishment that it will push him to exercise and stretch for so many days to try to reach the goal.
It also gives you a convenient way to punish him in a way that will hurt for a long time. You can force him to do 100 situps, for example, and his ab muscles will ache for days. However, this can interfere with other games where you are pushing his body to its limits.
Ideas for Normal Situations
He has to lose a certain number of pounds by a certain date.
He has to become flexible enough to perform yoga moves of your choosing
He must become strong enough to hold something heavy for a period of time
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Force him to exercise in a tedious and very challenging way, such as crawling to every room in the house fifty times.
Force him to exercise until he is too exhausted to stop you from overpowering him
Punishment Ideas
These rules require him to exercise so often and for so long that you need to have punishments that will motivate him to work through the pain and boringness of exercise over a period of weeks. Pick punishments that make him pale, or that are worse than the exercise itself.
Add a period of slavery for every pound he fails to lose by the deadline, maybe a week per pound.
Put together a list of extreme hard labor that he must do if he fails to make his goal. Make him do the work naked, in chains, or while wearing uncomfortable toys like a large butt-plug.
Slave is punished for flinching. Pulling away counts as resistance, just like saying “no.” You have free reign over the slave’s body. You can even make him act like he is happy when you touch him. But he can never show you the disrespect of moving away when you want to touch him.
Ideas for Normal Situations
Once he realizes what you’re reaching for, he must try hard to put that body part in your easy reach, either by moving closer, removing clothes, or assuming an agreed-upon position (like putting his hands behind his head).
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Add a line in your notes or itinerary to try to get him to flinch a certain number of times each day. Once he passes the test, this rule can be dropped. But be convincing!
Tie his hands behind his back, and tie those ropes around his balls. Then try to get him to flinch. If he moves, he will yank on his balls. Train him to hold very still by trying to get him to flinch.
Add extra physical punishments or humiliation if you catch him flinching. (Two punishments instead of one, etc.)
Punishment Ideas
Tie his hands and legs very securely so that he can’t flinch. Then give him several reasons to flinch while he’s unable to. That way, he can tell the difference between when it is appropriate to flinch and when it isn’t.
Tie or wrap his hands (which are primarily used to protect body parts) in very awkward orientations so that they are not only useless, but uncomfortable or awkward. For example, tape his thumbs together and secure them to the back of his collar with a short rope.
This is both a teasing rule and a very serious one. Consider these two situations:
He is not allowed to say “no” to anyone.
He is not allowed to say the word “is.”
In the first example, you make it clear that he’s expected to do whatever anyone asks. This is a straight-forward and common rule.
In the second example, you pick a common word and wait for him to forget the rule, giving you frequent opportunities to punish him.
Ideas for Normal Situations
He may not use the word “no.”
He may not use personal pronouns (me, my, our) and instead has to substitute “the slave” for them.
He may not speak unless addressed by someone (asked a question, etc.)
You force him to use an embarrassing word for his cock.
When a Slave’s Been Bad
He has a limit of words (or sentences) that he can say, after which he must be absolutely silent. (If you have a hard time keeping track, just count the number of times he starts talking.
He may only speak while wearing a gag or with something held in his mouth.
Punishment Ideas
This is simple: if he speaks out of turn, focus on oral punishments. Bad tastes, gags, extremely hot foods, and so on.
Gag him for a while, possibly sacrificing a meal.
Make him hold something in his mouth. (Your freshly-worn panties, a jalapeno, or a piece of soap.
Make him conduct a complicated task with his mouth (such as sorting the sex toys, sorting your panties by color, and so on.
Thanks to Mistress Kylie, Her slave & femaledomination
Over the next few weeks we experimented with me wearing the cage one or two days at a time and I wore it over both weekends for several days. Lindsey was annoyed that I acted like one or two days was a long time so she began edging me at least 3-5 times before putting it on.
One of my first truly chastised experiences came in a club we went to one Friday. She was dressed to kill. Super short, dark purple dress made of a light material that barely hung down below her ass. She watched me edge for a full 30 minutes before making me wedge the steel cage on. She looked at me as she put the key around her neck and said, “No matter what, this stays on for the weekend.” She jiggled the cage and smiled as she turned around to put on her shoes.
We arrived at the club and I bought us a couple of drinks. I was nervous but obviously very aroused by what was happening. She continually looked around and would lock eyes with guys. The difference between her and most girls is that she doesn’t look away. She owns you with that look. Can make a man do anything she wants, trust me. She asked me to dance with her. I knew she was going to make this hell for me but I was dying to.
Of course the beat was pounding through our bodies probably causing permanent hearing loss. The floor was pretty packed but we found a little square in the middle that was open for us. She started out facing me and had her leg in between mine and immediately I realized how short her dress really was. I could see the black thong barely covering her pussy as her dress rode up just a few inches. The way this girl moves her hips... it’s like a hypnotist casting their spell over every guy in proximity. She had her arms around my neck and kept me close. I was immediately straining against the steel.
It was a song and a half before she turned around and started grinding on me. I tried not to double over as my cock strained against the center bar at the end of the cage. I felt it digging straight into the middle of my cock and I could feel the precum being forced around it in a painful spurt. She was grinding slow and my hands lifted her dress and I ran them over her perfect ass. I started to have a sinking realization that chastity might have been a bad decision.
We danced for probably 15 minutes and she leaned in and basically had to yell into my ear, “How’s that cage feeling??” I yelled back, surprisingly with a smile, “TIGHT!” She laughed, turned her ass around while looking at me over her shoulder (with that damn lip bite she does), and began watching as she pushed her ass out and rubbed it right on my crotch. We danced for several more minutes before I had to go to the bathroom. Really badly. I told her I had to go and she motioned toward my cage and said, “Are you going to the lady’s room?” and she winked at me (obviously talking about how I have to sit to pee, for you non-chastity people) as I left her there in the middle of the dance floor.
I got in the bathroom and one stall was taken up by some girl getting her brains fucked out. Of course I got to listen to that. My cock was still straining and after I cleaned the nasty toilet seat I sat down and could hear the clanging of my lock while trying to calm down enough so I could actually pee. The unbelievably sexy sounds of the wanna be porn star next to me didn’t help. It took several minutes for my dick to even get down to where I could move it to the side of the bar to be able to pee. Finally, it happened. Ol girl was still getting reamed as I tried to conceal my cage as best as I could and then washed my hands. As I walked back to the dance floor I didn’t see Lindsey where I’d left her.
It took me several minutes to find her through the crowd. Then I spotted a familiar, tan leg partially visible past a jacked guy probably 6’4”. I looped around the edge of the dance floor and saw the purple dress I came with backed into the body of this stud. His hands were all over her body. I watched as he groped her breasts and she melted into his body. She grabbed his jeans on either side of his hips and pulled him into her and she was grinding her ass against her cock. When I first saw her she had her eyes closed and was biting her lip. I froze and just watched. Then I felt my cock spring again right into the metal bars and start straining.
One hand made its way down her body and I saw it lift her dress slightly, showing the black thong that I knew was absolutely drenched at this point. His hand slid down and gripped her crotch and her mouth started hanging open. She opened her eyes and was on a different planet. She had more lust in her eyes than I had seen since Derrick fucked her in front of me. She looked dead at me. She almost gave a half smile and I bit my lip and gave her a “sexy” smile. She turned her head up quickly and grabbed behind his head and kissed him deeply. They made out for a minute while he still rubbed her pussy. I looked at her other hand and saw it gripping his cocky through his jeans. The outline of his tool was crazy intimidating.
She finally just turned around and started full-on making out with him in the middle of the dance floor. His hands grabbed her ass and pulled up her dress up exposing most of her ass for the world to see. I felt a shooting pain through my cock as it pulsed into the metal bars. I watched for another minute before a girl broke me out of my trance with an, “Uhhh... you ok?” I snapped out of it and looked over to see a pretty attractive girl with a killer body. I couldn’t even appreciate it because I was still so in awe of what I was watching my girlfriend do.
I smiled pretty awkwardly and said, “Yeah, I’m good. Haha.” She said, “Alright, then dance with me.” This girl looked at least part Latina, was almost as tall as I am, and had on a tight red dress. She pulled me slightly by shirt to get me out onto the dance floor with her. She actually stopped me from staring at my wife constantly. She was gorgeous. We started dancing innocently enough. Within a few minutes she turned around and was starting to come back into me. Her ass was absolutely mesmerizing. I looked over and saw Lindsey still in another world with her stud, now just dancing face to face super close.
If I wouldn’t have been in the cage or in a relationship this would’ve been an amazing time... but the steel of the cage made sure I couldn’t enjoy this. I saw the girl look back over her shoulder a couple of times down toward my crotch. I’m sure she was thrown off by what was happening down there. After about 6-7 minutes of grinding on my cage she turned around and leaned in and basically had to yell over the music, “WHAT IS THAT?” In a panic I said, “WHAT IS WHAT?” She looked at me for a second and then grabbed my crotch. It was really painful because she inadvertently hit one of my nuts that was super tight thanks to my straining.
Her fingers felt over the cage and she said, “That.” I felt my heart race and my face turn bright red and I said, “Its a cage.” She arches an eyebrow and said, “...WHY?” “My girlfriend thinks it’s kinky, she keeps it there.” Not missing much of a beat she asks, “Where is your girlfriend?” I glance over to Lindsey and this girl starts laughing and says, “Oh shit... Hahahaha... she’s enjoying herself. Well, I want to get layed tonight, so... have a good one.” She walked away and I was awkwardly standing there thinking about what could have been.
A few more minutes went by and I was back at the bar but still watching Lindsey and straining like crazy. She and her boy toy were talking to each other and then I saw her turn around and start looking around, presumably for me. She finally saw me and while holding his hand drug him over to me and I could smell the sweat coming off of her. A lot of it was most likely his, of course. She was so turned on, I could see it in how her mouth was partially hanging open. She walked right up to me and said, “I need your keys. Follow us out.”
I handed her my car keys she pulled him toward the exit. I started to stumble behind them not quite sure what she had in mind. I saw him look over her shoulder at me and say something to her. All I heard was, “Don’t worry about him.” We got to my car and she unlocked it and got in the backseat. He was getting in when she turned to me and said, “Don’t let anyone bother us.” There were a ton of bars in this area and a whollllllle lot of foot traffic. He looked at me with a bit of a smirk and plenty of confusion while he closed the door.
The back windows of my car are tinted pretty dark and I couldn’t see anything but I could hear her panting and doing slight moans. The car was barely moving at this point and I stood by the door while they went at it. I could hear him laughing and her giggles afterward. The car started rocking more and more and the humiliation grew as more guys and of course the beautiful women walking by laughed and knew exactly what was happening. They looked at me with a “what the fuck?” look followed by a laugh. A couple of guys said stupid shit like, “Get it!” and a couple of sorority girls gave a “Woo woo!” as they continued by.
It seemed like forever but was probably about fifteen minutes before I heard the moaning and screaming stop. After another minute I heard some laughter and then the door pop open. Out came a hand holding a condom filled with semen. “Take care of this for us, will you, Buddy? Don’t want to fuck up your car.” I didn’t want to grab it and I stood there for a second before I took it and walked to the nearby sidewalk to throw it away.
When he got out of the car he was still shirtless. I felt like a little boy standing there. He put his shirt on while Lindsey talked to him. She looked at me and said, “Get his number.” I took out my phone and he took it to put his number in it. He handed it back to me and said, “put myself in as Big Dick John.” Just so there’s no confusion. He turned to walk away and slapped me on the shoulder and said, “Hope to see you soon buddy.”
I looked back at Lindsey and saw the sweat and bodily fluids all over my cloth backseats. She looked like she’d just run a marathon. She leaned up and said, “Baby, take me home.” She climbed into the front seat and her boob was still hanging out of her dress where he’d been gripping it. “How’s that cage feeling now?” she quipped. “Like a prison.” She laughed and said, “Aww... poor little fella.” She rubbed the cage through my pants.
When we got home she had me strip and just wearing the cage. She had her dress on still and was so sweaty and sloppy when she crawled onto my face and started riding me. She rode me for several minutes and came hard twice because she was still so turned on. She got off and lied next to me. We were relaxing and talking about how crazy hot the night was. She had my balls in her hand. She then said, “Oh, and by the way, (she started squeezing them increasingly hard) if you ever grind on another girl again without my permission I’ll crush these and we won’t need the cage. Ok?”
I swallowed and squeaked out a “Yes, Ma’am.” I stirred for hours that night with my cage crushing my attempted erection. Welcome home, penis.
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