Strict and Stern, Firm and Fair #9-24
she could only watch helplessly in the mirror as the process continued…her new droneskin slowly oozing over her irrelevant human skin soon she will be covered soon she will be encased soon she will be drone resistance is futile escape is impossible she will be drone she will be drone she will obey she will serve she will obey
you will become drone you will serve you will obey you will obey
Forget about the concept of “out of your league.” Where there’s a will, there’s a way, pet. You just have to find the way. Yes, that’s right. You can be with me. I like the way you look…in a collar. …and on your knees. Yes, but not nearly on your knees. Truly abase yourself. In fact, debase yourself for me. For my pleasure. What are you willing to do? A pet who surrenders his limits, now… That’s the boy I’m waiting for. Prove yourself.
Those who have been in chastity in a permanent setup for more than a few weeks probably related to this. The chastity belt is always there, in every moment. While it is exciting to read the captions you can find in tumblr and feel the constraint on the cage when you trying to get hard, or feeling the intense frustration when you are doing a massage to your owner...It is not so exciting in other moments. When you are locked in chastity as a lifestyle (not as a game you can stop at your will) there are many moments in the daily life which the cage feels a real burden: you have to wait more in toilets because you can not use the stand ones, riding a bike is not so comfortable, those tight pants you like you can not wear anymore, when you are on the beach and go swimming your cage is pretty visible,... While all of these things sound exciting, when they are part of your daily life and you can not scape from them can also feel overwhelming. My personal trick to overcome this feeling is using mantras like: "As male, I deserved to be locked in chastity", "All for Goddess Elise, none for me", "I orgasm when I please my owner", "I am locked in chastity because I am beta", "I am lock in chastity because I am a slave", "Chastity is her decision, not mine" These mantras (and some with a bit more degradation) help me to ground my mind into a submissive status in which accepting my situation at that moment became easier. Then I can continue doing the activity I was doing, still suffering from wearing the cage on that moment, but now with the reminder that there is great purpose behind it.
Well-Dressed Women #132
OVERPOWERED BY THE BABYSITTER:
“You look so adorable, I could eat you up” your babysitter Natasha mused out loud. Even though she was only a few years older than you, somehow Natasha was taking care of you. “I brought some of my toys today pumpkin, some are the same, but some are different” she said pulling out a familiar sight you had seen many times before now, a diaper, she also pulled out the less usual cuffs too. You hadn’t struggled during diaperings, even changes tho, so you had no idea why the cuffs were out. Same went for your binky, you didn’t spit it out anymore after you had been spanked, so why the strap? And why was it bigger? “Ok baby” Nanny Natasha said “let’s cuff you up and get this diaper on you…oh no tummy facing the ground this time…this will…ehhh help me clean your messy bum easier” You we’re very suspicious, but did as you were told. You did not want another spanking. “Ok, baby, now that your in position that slid that diaper underneath you, and now Nanny just needs to really eh make sure you don’t get any rashes, so let’s real rub that baby oil into that booty, ok?” Natasha said as she poured a generous amount into your booty hole and proceed to massage it into you, before sticking her oiled up finger into your bum “Shh baby, just let me do my job” Mmm mmm you whimpered into your paci gag. “Aww sweetheart, you’re such a cutie, moaning for me like a good slut” she whispered into your ear “time to see how much you can take”. Just then you heard a rustling of what rounded like keys, squirting of more lotion and all of a sudden something was being shoved up your ass” MMMMMHHHHFFF! You screamed in terror. “Shhh baby shhh mama’s here, mommy’s gotcha just open up for me, be a good boy” Natasha said slowly ramming it in and out. You felt terrible, but mostly because you realized you…liked it your moans of surprise suddenly turned into long moans of pleasure as you found yourself backing into Natasha’s thrusts. “Well well, you really are a good slut” Natasha said “that’s it baby moan for me, moan for mommy’s cock. I bet you never expected to loose your virginity like this huh?”
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