Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

You know, I’ve been thinking…I always get asked about long-term male chastity, and I’ve always felt like a month is the longest period of having a guy locked up without orgasm that I would be able to stand, mainly because I love having sex and would want to have my holes penetrated, etc. But, upon further thought on the matter, I think I could probably push the max chastity time to 3 months, under a few conditions. He would be giving me lots of oral sex. For his health and safety, as well as my personal enjoyment, he would agree to periodic prostate milkings, either by my fingers or a toy. He would need to present himself to me on all fours, nude, on our bed for nightly inspections of both his caged cock and his ass. And, most importantly, he would need to learn how to use a strap-on very well, as he would need to fuck me whenever I needed to be filled and still be able to maintain his chastity. As long as I’m having orgasms and having my holes filled, several months of having my sub locked up actually sounds rather…enticing.

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Assertive Young Ladies #167

One of the difficulties of owning a completely denied beta is where can a Goddess have fun with her boyfriend without worrying about letting her loser see her body.

To fully embrace the lifestyle, she decided that the upstairs part of her house would be a beta free zone while her boyfriend stayed over.

That way, when he wasn't around, the beta could go up and clean. However, when her boyfriend was over, the upstairs part of the house was completely off limits to the beta.

She could undress, wear sexy lingerie, and do whatever she wanted with her boyfriend without having to worry about her beta seeing anything or getting in the way.

While Goddess and her boyfriend were having fun as alphas should, the beta would be cooking them dinner or breakfast in the kitchen, cleaning the bottom floor, and getting anything they might need ready for them.

Sometimes, if they were pleased with the beta, they might let him go up a couple of steps to listen to their fun.

No Mercy

The females who had captured me walked me into the presence of the Queen, and I knew the moment she looked at me, there would be no mercy for me. Her beautiful face was a mask of stern coldness, directed at me, the man who'd tried to organize a coup against her.

"I see the ladies caught you," the Queen said to me. "So you're pathetic male-led society will not come to pass here, will it? You stand there held by two women, tied up with your hands behind your back, no longer the silver-tongued orator who tried to turn my people against me."

My heart sank. All of that was true - males in this country were second-class citizens and I'd tried to change that. Hundreds of men had rallied to the cause, but as far as I now knew, they were all captives as well after the Queen's all-female army had raided one of our camps and scattered us.

"You led those men astray," she told me. "So I'll give you a chance to save them. Each of your men is tied up outside, lined up nicely and awaiting execution. I am going outside to address them, and my ladies will bring you along. If you fall to your knees before me in front of them, kiss my feet and pledge to be my slave forever, and urge them to do the same to the closest woman to them, I will spare their lives, and yours."

She paused. "Don't think for one second this is mercy for you. Your life as my personal slave will be the most humiliating thing you can imagine, and it will never end. So, enslavement, or will you cost all those men their lives?"

I trembled, bowing my head. "I am your slave, my Queen."

She smiled. "Let's go make your surrender and enslavement official then, pet."