Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

It was the second day of the holiday and your thoughtful wife had left you safely tucked up in bed, while she went and explored and shopped in the area. It was a chance for new beginnings, a chance to renew that love and intimacy which had dwindled in recent years. It definitely seemed to work as she was far more attentive to you and upon her return, she flashed you that familiar sexy grin as she playfully chided you for still being in bed.

It was a little unfair of course…..after all, you were lashed to all 4 corners of the bed, with last night’s well worn panties heavily duct taped into your mouth. She was dressed in skintight pvc leggings, with the high heeled boots going up her toned legs. Her tanned complexion was stunning in the early afternoon sun as she dumped the bags on the side. She tutted and approached the bed as you whined softly…..grinning once more at the bulge poking up from under the sheet. She tugged the covers off and revealed the large, erect cock……well, if only it was your real one. You see, wifey told you last night that although she was still a cock hungry slut…..your equipment wasn’t quite doing it for her after all these years. So the strapon you were wearing would effectively be her new toy and a major upgrade on yours.

She played with the huge jet black phallus as your own natural cock lay tightly caged in its pink plastic prison. The key dangling from her bracelet was a reminder that she owned your freedom and if you were ever released again, it would be because of her generosity and benevolence. A quick glass of wine and she gave the dildo a serious amount of head, you moaned in total frustration as you got hard in the painfully snug device. She got up and started to strip…..once she was naked, she slipped her leather boots on again because she knew you liked it and she mounted the glistening cock and rode you hard. She was very careful to avoid stimulating you, as was your fate now…..

I am thinking about getting a PA Pearson and just wanted to ask if it hurt?

Sure it hurts- I’m not going to bullshit you and say it doesn’t. It’s an intense experience having a needle pushed through the most sensitive part of your penis. But it’s over in a few seconds.

And getting the piercing established and stretched out is a little uncomfortable too.

But if you crave truly escape proof chastity this is the path. The day you look down and see a steel ring through the head of your penis you will quiver inside knowing your chastity just got real. A little discomfort is well worth it.

Here is a link to my blog about the day I was pierced:

http://doasyouretold2.tumblr.com/post/173057674544/pierced-owned

Now I have your attention, okay boy? So listen to me. You will remain in the straitjacket, hooded and gagged throughout the night. Be a good boy and maybe I'll let you go in the morning. Remember I said "maybe"... 😈🔥

Is being a gfd less expensive than a less than gentle fd girlfriend?

Not really. I might not buy as many torture devices, but I spoil my bf rotten. New phone, Legos, flowers, dinner, sexy outfits, toys, collar and leash, trips and vacations, dance lessons, F1 tickets; all pretty expensive. So if you want to save money I really wouldn’t recommend it. I’m striving to become a successful lawyer for a reason haha it’s a very expensive lifestyle. But I love seeing my bf happy and how his eyes sparkle when he’s with me. I wouldn’t wanna change a damn thing about it. Cute boys deserve to be spoiled all the way. And I get goddess treatment in return, soo.. worth it.

Do you ever feel sorry for your boyfriends like Jeff when they succumb to the cage? Or do you feel annoyed that they didn't heed your warnings about what will happen if they let you put a cage on them?

Hee hee. I never feel sorry for anyone I lock in chastity. I’m offering them the adventure of a lifetime and a path to continuous sexual pleasure through denial. I don’t feel sorry for people who thank me over and over for what I do to them.

I do feel a measure of annoyance when someone I wanted to be a boyfriend and possibly even a husband someday ends up a chastity boy. (With Jeff I don’t feel like it was too much of a loss, but I have with others.) I accept some responsibility for perhaps not warning them or educating them properly, yet educating boys about chastity tends to just suck them in faster. Such a dilemma. 🤔