Each Visit To This Link Extends My Current Chastity Session~

This one hits pretty close to home for me. When my wife installed monitoring cameras in the house, she didn’t tell me about them at first. That’s how she caught me trying on her things and masturbating with her sweaters. Then she sat me down for a talk, explained that she knew everything and that things were going to be different from then on- she’d be watching me, checking the recordings and administering punishment if I didn’t adhere to her new rules. I was so ashamed and humiliated that of course I agreed to her terms, and now she’s much happier knowing her control over me is secure. It was hard for me at first, but I’ve come to appreciate her confident leadership, her strength and her firmness with me. Being a weak beta, it’s what I really need, and being an alpha woman, it’s just how things ought to be. For the first time, we both feel right in our relationship, in each of our proper roles. It may not be for everyone, but for us, FLR is heaven.

@love-missl I so want to test this theory.

Life of A Drone:

Originally part of a Public Awareness campaign to deter rampant, unlicensed HomeDrone use the advertisement unfortunately had unforeseen consequences.

Designed to highlight the loss of self that is the inevitable result of conversion, the add depicts a young woman, in a fit of rebellion against her parents, hastily subjecting herself to a bootleg HomeDrone kit. As each piece is added the manic emptions of the subject seem to calm until, as the hood finally slides over her head, there is no sensation at all except for a fascination of itself and a need to obey. When word broke that, rather than special effects, a subject had actually undergone the HomeDrone process as part of taping and that the oblivion viewers saw in the final frame was genuine requests for bootleg kits skyrocketed.

Thoughts for the Poor Boys in Chastity -

I'm writing to express my feelings for you poor, poor boys whose Wives, Girlfriends or Mistresses make you wear those wicked chastity devices to prevent you from obtaining an erection or any sexual relief. How terribly frustrating it must be for you, with your horny penis throbbing and straining in it’s tight, little cage longing to be sucked and stroked until a nice big hot load of creamy cum explodes. But all you can do is throb and throb and strain with no relief in sight as the pressure builds up in your balls. Your poor little nuts must be aching from holding in all that pent-up cum, I wish I could give them both a nice wet kiss right now.

I'll bet your well-teased cock is dripping constant streams of pre-cum. My heart really goes out to you. It's so cruel that your Mistress makes you suffer like that. It's not fair that she gets to cum any time she wants to while you never get to cum at all, especially since it's you who so eagerly makes her cum with your well-trained tongue. I know you must eat pussy very well, passionately licking that sweet wet little puss-puss that you long to slide your swollen cock into. It's so mean of her to laugh at your moaning, begging and squirming as she delights in your frustration.

If only I could do something to ease your suffering. I would make you cum sooooo good if only I could unlock your poor, trapped penis. I can imagine uncaging it and watching it quickly rise to full, throbbing erection. It would feel so good, wouldn't it, to free your long-denied cock from its tiny prison and let it stretch to its full length. I can imagine it all red and stiff as it pulsates with urgent need, your cum-laden balls dangling heavily. I'd love to feel their weight in the palm of my hand and squeeze them as my tongue extends to lick the little pearl of pre-cum oozing from the tip of your twitching dick.

I'm sooo wet just thinking about how good it would be to feel that stiff dick of yours throbbing between my soft round titties and rubbing it's slippery purple head in little circles around my rigid nipples until hot jets of semen splash them, thick streams of cum running down my body and trickling over my hot little clit, which I'm playing with right now. My fingers are so slick with pussy juice I can hardly type! I suck the juice from my fingers, pretending it's your cum. Can you imagine feeling my moist warm breath on your sensitive cock-flesh?

Mmmmm, I'm licking my lips in anticipation of slowly wrapping them around your juicy tube-steak and sucking it until the thick jets of cum explode into my mouth. I love getting down on my knees, sucking your hard rod into my hot juicy mouth and being rewarded with a big load of sweet cream like I know you have stored up in your plump balls right now. Imagine how good my hungry lips would feel engulfing your untouched cock and milking it nice and slow to prolong your long-denied pleasure. It's a shame we can only imagine, isn't it?

I wish I could really suck you off, but I can't, because your cruel Mistress makes you wear that mean old chastity belt. It's just not fair! You can't even masturbate, like I know a lot of naughty boys who are reading this are probably doing right now. Imagine that, they get so horny fantasizing about being tortured like you that they can't help but jack themselves off when the fantasy gets too intense. They just don't understand how terrible it is to really have to endure the frustration and humiliation you must endure for your Mistress's amusement.

Well, I hope my sympathy made you feel better. I just wanted you to know I really do care about you. Perhaps it will console you to know that I came four times just thinking of you as I wrote this little note. I plan to cum four more times later tonight with a vibrator sliding in and out of my tight, warm, wet little puss-puss, imagining how unbearably horny I made you, how you will be squirming and moaning in your sleep tonight, dreaming of me making you cum. If you're lucky, maybe you'll have a wet dream! I certainly hope so!

With warm, wet licks and kisses,

Miss Lilly xoxo….!!!

“Say bye bye to big boy undies. I'm cutting your manhood into shreds!

It's a life of pampers for you from now on.

Maybe if you're good, in two or three years you'll be ready to be potty trained again. Then you can get to wear big girl undies!”