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The Strap On

One of the biggest kinks in a FLR is the strap on. There are many reasons why they’re so common and popular. They benefit both partners equally in different ways making it the perfect sex toy to have in your kinky collection.  However it goes beyond simply being a sex toy, as a strap on can have huge psychological effects as well as physical.  It can really enhance the D/s dynamic because its the perfect tool for role reversal. 

When a strap on is combined with chastity, some real magic can happen between partners.  The longer he is chaste, the more likely he is to crave some sort of anal play, as his prostate gets bigger and more sensitive, craving any kind of stimulation. Even if he doesn’t crave anal play, it is actually healthy for him to have the prostate stimulated, during long lock ups, so it’s for his own good anyway!  This is why a strap on can be so much fun.  He either craves it, or it is humiliating to him, or both!  

This is perfect for a domme as well, as she gets to discover the power of having a penis between her legs, and his moans of pleasure or discomfort, as she begins to thrust into him. This alone, can be an extremely high level of power exchange and very erotic for her. She can take him with her strap on until he is whimpering horny and deep in sub space. There are no concerns about him cumming from the strap on, because this generally requires a lot of time and concentrated effort and technique to achieve. It is possible, if that is what she wants, but she has full control over that. Leaving him horny, makes for an eager tongue after she is finished taking him with the strap on. A tongue in which, she is equally eager for!

The strap on is much more fun than simply just bending him over, there are many ways in which a strap on can be used, which can make it a symbol of her dominance over him.  Often, a strap on is bigger than his penis, and she can tease him about that, saying her cock is bigger than his, while taking him with it.  Or for even more fun, she could allow him to wear it over his cage, and allow him to have intercourse with her using it. Since its bigger than his own penis, she can tease and say how much better it feels.

She could even go so far as to name her cock, and have her sub respect it, by cleaning it after use. Or sucking it to lube it up. Just looking down into his eyes can give both partners a power exchange rush that creates a strong erotic charge.  She can also make him practice his sucking techniques, if she plans on bringing other males into the relationship at some point. Once she has named her strap on, her submissive will have to worship it in the same way he worships her body, because it’s her cock. The psychological effects this can have, can send him deep into subspace, and she can keep him there. 

The strap on can also come in very handy as a punishment. Sometimes a submissive just needs a good hard strap on session, ordering him to get the strap on, and bend over on command, can be a powerful technique. Taking him with it often, even when he’s not in the mood, will help him adjust his behavior to understand, it’s not his bum, it’s hers. His resistance to it, will soon drop away, and the strap on will become a symbol of her power. 

Perhaps eventually, it may be the only way he is allowed to cum.  This can be common if she likes to feminize him, he can literally become the female in the relationship, and cum from anal only, while still caged. There’s so many possibilities with the strap on, including attachments that can provide her stimulation while using it making it even more fun.  It’s just one more tool in the femdom box, that she can use to completely dominate and own her submissive in all the ways she’s always wanted.  It is all about her, after all.

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God me and some friends are talking abt being dense af rn and i just remembered this one time i was shopping w my dad and i wanted to get rainbow shoelaces at the dr martins shop. And there was this punk girl, dyed hair face piercings rlly cute, behind the counter and like prince charming putting the shoe on cinderellas foot she offered to lace my gay shoelaces into my dr martins and i let her. “Wow what good customer service!”. And then in the car my DAD had to tell me that she was flirting with me a major L to gay people over the world

As Pete and Cecilia walked in, she was immediately greeted with, “Cece! Always lovely to see you,” by the girl at the front desk. Obviously, they knew each other, and chatted away for a few minutes as Pete stood by, slightly awkwardly. Mostly due to the fact he was trying not to stare at either ladies’ considerable chest.

She escorted the two to a table.

Cece smiled, knowing that she gave him a real eyeful as she sat down. Her “dress” could easily be mistaken as some type of nightie, the type that women would only break out if they were really wanting to treat their man.

“See something you like…” the waitress asked, knowingly as she handed them their menus. She knew what Cece was having, she’d been there many times before. And of course, she also know what Pete would be getting; a certain little something added to his drink.

The restaurant, Bonnie's, catered to a certain clientele. Ladies who had a sadistic streak in them. Some enjoyed it as a first date, to show who'd be wearing the pants in the relationships, and who'd wet them. Others, preferred it as a last date situation, to humiliate a guy who had wronged them before dumping them.

And then there were those who were just there to watch. There were several "ladies only" booths positioned to give a good view of the tables where couples would be sat, so they could enjoy the show.

As Peter's drink was sat down in front of him, Cece winked at the waitress, who nodded back in recognition.

He didn’t say anything while they ate, but quickly became aware of a need to pee. Which made no sense as he'd hardly had anything to drink.

The waitress could tell he was getting squirmy as she came over to show the dessert menu. She knew Cece preferred an audience, and she was all for pleasing the customer.

“Care for a dessert, another beer perhaps...?” she asked, coyly.

Cece giggle a little. "he's barely touched the first one. I hope you're not just trying to be a cheap date. I'm all for women's empowerment but, I do like it when a guy splashes out for me..."

The waitress sniggered at that, before offering an alternative. "Maybe just can't handle his drink? I at least appreciate a man who tries to control himself. Some of our patrons end up causing themselves a lot of embarrassment."

"Mmm hmm..." Cece agreed, "there was that poor young man last time I was here. Must have had a few too many and... well... pssssss... he he he he...." She giggled childishly as she mimed a man wetting his pants.

The waitress nodded in agreement. Of course, they both neglected to mention that he had been there with Cece.

"We had a couple more recently," she added, "we had to close off the men's room after some vandalism. I'm pretty sure it was one of those crazy W.A.R.M. activists."

Cece laughed quite openly at Pete’s shocked reaction. "Oh! I take it you've heard of them? Well... I'm not a member myself but, I do think they're doing some great work!"

The waitress shrugged, "I don't know about that, but I'll grant you it was an interesting shift that night!"

He was starting to cotton on to the fact something was off about this place. As he looked around panicked, he noticed how many women were all staring intently in his direction. As he felt their gaze, his need to pee ramped up exponentially.

This was now an emergency. He had to...

Too late.

He gasped in shock as he felt his last ounce of self control slip away. It didn't even start with a trickle, his pee was steaming full force into his pants.

Cece was cracking up, as was the waitress. Even from the other side of the table, it was obvious she knew what was happening.

A chorus of giggles and the glare of a phone's camera light meant it was obvious to everyone else.

Cece tried to regain her composure. “Ahem… Um… I think we’ll skip dessert actually.” She grinned wickedly, as Pete cringed at the thought of having to stand up shortly. “I think Petey here would like to go home and change...”

“Of course… I'll just get you the bill…” she paused and looked down at Pete, "and a mop."

"Oh, thank you," Cece gushed before turning to Pete, "you know, the service is the reason I keep coming back to Bonnie's."

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