Fucking a guy in the ass until he can’t even remember his own name
Forget equality. When women achieve total dominance at all levels of society, even female supremacy won’t be enough. Once they hold all the power, women will be coming for revenge. Men will be powerless to stop them.
"Feeling a little better now, honey?”, Annie asked her husband, her soft hand soothingly stroking along his back.
Though steadier than it had been moments ago, David’s breathing and voice were still nowhere near normal. “Yes…… I think so…,” he replied, his comment coming across as more as a question to himself than an answer to his wife’s.
Annie couldn’t help but smile, softly purring, “Sweetheart, I know you’re still aching. But, you know I’m not going to let that go away today, don’t you? You should just try to enjoy those moments…. like now… when it’s a little bit less for you.”
Her husband put up no resistance, nodding his agreement. In a voice that was soft, resigned of its fate, David added, “It’s just that….. oh god Annie, this is soo much more intense than anything we’ve done before.”
Again she smiled, her husband’s statement certainly very true. The night before Annie had teased him more mercilessly, more intensely than ever before. Five solid hours of keeping him rock hard, repeatedly bringing him to the edge and denying his relief, his cock and balls feeling impossibly swollen, full, heavy, aching as if they would simply burst if he wasn’t given release. Now, this morning it had been another three hours already.
“I know, honey,” she murmured. “But, we both agreed. We wanted to try this. And, we promised that no matter what we’d see it through for at least 48 hours, remember baby?” Though part of her felt sympathetic to her husband’s plight, another was simply dripping with arousal. Seeing her husband in this condition, knowing it was the power of her own female sensuality that had caused this was intoxicating to her.
His voice was now cracking as he replied, “Yes…. b-but…….,”
Annie interrupted before he could continue. “Shhhh, no buts darling…. no exceptions… we promised one another,” she reminded him.
She bit her lower lip gently when again he nodded. God, he was so deliciously compliant right now. So vulnerable. So totally and utterly dependent on her. “C'mon baby, let’s go back to bed,” she purred. “The more you think about it, the worse you’re going to make it for yourself. C'mon sweetie, come with me so I can play with you some more.”
Within moments Annie once again had her husband’s body spread out on the bed before her, her soft lips wasting no time bringing his aching cock back in to a full, swollen erection, his soft moans of need again serenading her.
As she gently teased and tantalized his cock, gently weighing his cum-heavy balls in her hand she was already starting to think about what would be happening when they hit the 48 hour mark the next day. She knew David anticipated his torment would be over and he would be granted his much needed relief.
Annie though had other plans. She’d already purchased a chastity device and had every intention of slipping it on him and letting his frustration and ache build for one more week. Of course she wouldn’t do it without his permission, but as she looked at the dazed, weak, nearly broken man spread out on her bed she was confident. Smiling to herself at the sound of his frustrated whimpers, Annie had no doubt that by the time they hit that point she would be able to persuade this man to do anything that she wanted.
Absolutely anything.
"I'm not your pink kitty!" Jake pouted as he stamped his heel in frustration like the very flagstone beneath his feet had accused him. Behind him the Ellington Manor house loomed large, its grand arches and steepled windows belaying its roots in a more opulent era of British history.
"Well, if you dress like a pink kitty, have ears like a pink kitty, and purr like a cute lil’ pink kitty…" Jamie pointed out as she approached him from their car, their shared luggage case rattling across the gravel as she pulled it along.
There was a smirk on her lips as she toyed with his obvious discomfort. There wasn't a part of him that didn’t match the description: The pastel pink of his wig tumbled over his shoulder in a braid, his lips gleamed soft pink, his cheeks rouged to match, and even his nails sported the shell-pink Jamie had chosen for them, hidden away under the latex gloves covering them.
He cursed the old him - the horny him. The version of him that lain on the bed squirming as Jamie ran her vibrator over his caged cock, and teased him with the wicked details of all the things she was going to do to him - the soft, feminine things that she had taught him to crave. In the cold light of day he just felt painfully vulnerable, like every one of the surrounding trees hid an old bully from school, or an ex who would step out and point, laughing at what he had allowed to happen to him.
But one word had managed to catch his attention. One that left him a little confused.
“Purr?” He asked.
Jamie stopped a few feet in front of him, her hand snaking into the over-arm handbag she carried across her shoulder, seeking out the remote fob in control of the headband sitting on top of his head, complete with kitty his very own kitty ears. In an instance the signal had been translated, the fine microcircuitry woven into the headband activating to pulse a signal directly into his unsuspecting brain.
“Fuuuuuuuuuck!” Jake hissed, waves of pleasure pulsed into his mind, obliterating any thoughts that might have been forming. His body arched, his mouth open and closing even though her produced no sound. Every part of him was flooded with the need to touch himself, running his hands up and down his body in a display that would have put even the most open of exhibitionists to shame.
Every knowing smile she had given him as they had driven over finally made sense. Every half-smirk and every knowing twinkle in those wonderful, brilliant eyes of her finally made sense. No wonder she had insisted he donned the headband before they had left the house that morning.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Jamie asked, smiling politely. “I’ve been working on a new delivery system for my patented pink-pleasure. A new system of indoctrination to help bring girls under my control quicker. And lucky thing that you are, you’re going to be my test subject for the weekend.”
She released the button and Jake collapsed back on himself, placing a hand on the nearby sandstone wall to steady himself. “What the…?”
“I told you I’d make you purr,” Jamie smirked.
“That wasn’t purring,” Jake argued. “That was...”
“Good?” Jamie smirked. “Fun? You can thank me later.”
Jake shook his head in denial.
“Liar,” Jamie chuckled. “I know what it feels like because I tested it on myself before I used it on any of my girls. I know how fucking good it feels. How addictive it can become. How much it can scramble your brains and make them leak out from between your legs.”
“What the fuck?” Jake cursed, looking at Jamie like she’d just grown a second head. “It can fry my brains?!”
Jamie nodded, confirming his suspicions.
“At the highest settings, with continuous use,” She said, pointing at the headband that sat on top of Jake’s head. “There’s a pretty little thing living in Essex whose IQ is now in the double digits because she spent an entire weekend pressing the button with the ears set to maximum.”
Jamie paused for a moment, looking thoughtful as she mused upon Jake's fate. “ You could have that, you know? Have your entire existence distilled down into bouncy, mindless lust. I mean it’d be a waste of your smarts, but…”
“There’s no way in hell I’m agreeing to anything!”
“...yet,” Jamie countered. “Interesting side effect to the ears is they also make someone super-duper suggestible.”
She pressed the button once more, and Jake found himself mewling this time as a thunderstorm of arousal and pink electricity suddenly discharged itself in his head. But this time Jamie didn’t let go. She held it down until nothing existed between Jake’s ears but the pleasure.
Only then did she release her hold over him.
No thoughts rushed in, filling the empty space left behind, no urges popped up to guide him in what to do next. He simply stood as he was, eyes glazed, a pretty little smile on his lips as he floated in the afterglow of the mental assault. Nerve endings still sparking little arcs of pleasure, mind ready and waiting to receive Jamie’s suggestions.
“Can you hear me, Jake?”
“Yes..” He responded, his voice softer than down.
“You won’t want to remove those ears for the rest of the weekend. They’re part of you now. They complete you - the new, feminine you. Without them you get all caught up in yourself - anxious and icky.”
Each word sank into him, imprinting onto his subconscious like indelible ink. He loved his gift from Jamie. Loved them with all his heart. She was such a kind woman, allowing him to don them and show how much they meant to him. Such a kind, wonderful, wise woman…
Just as quickly, the buzzing stopped and Jake suddenly remembered he could think, once more. “What the…? Oh, hell no! You’re taking this too far, Jamie. ”
Jamie looked nonplussed, a detached sense of amusement across her features. “I mean you could always take them off, right?”
Scowling, Jake made to remove the headband. “Screw this.”
Only he couldn’t.
The minute he shifted his hands up, a deep sense of wrongness washed over him. His chest filled with panic as he contemplated existence without his precious ears. Without them to complete him, who was he really? What joy would there be in life without them clamped to his head; without them making him feel cute. His skin prickled with panic, his heart thumping in his chest. Tears threatened to spring into his eyes.
He lowered his hands back down.
Good. That felt right, the panic subsiding until the existential crises of an existence without ears had ebbed away.
“What have you done to me?” He asked softly.
“I gave you the one thing you desired - a chance to explore your femininity.”
“I thought it was going to be playing behind closed doors: a chance to wear lingerie and let you make me pretty!” Jake protested, the urge to walk away mounting as his old fears of being publicly ridiculed rose up from the dark depths of his psyche.
He’d had enough. Even if he had to hitchhike his way home he would-
Jake didn’t even get a chance to take one step forward before he was shuddering in ecstasy, his body a live wire of white hot pleasure. Jamie held up the fob in her hand, giving him a pitying look.
“Firstly,” She began as his mind emptied out once more. “I know you’re anxious about this, sweetie. But that’s okay, it’s perfectly normal. Anyone would be all up in their own headspace about coming out to their friends. You can let that go if you want.”
Jake suddenly felt lighter. Happier. More at peace with himself. His muscles let go of every ounce of stress and worry that had been stored up within them, the gift of weeks worth of fretting and worrying about the day of the big reveal.
“Secondly, you look too cute as a girl to let go,” Jamie continued. “In fact I think you’ll find yourself letting go of all resistance to the idea.”
The latent sense of embarrassment and silliness melted driving on his temper tantrum. He hadn’t realised what a silly boy he had been, holding onto all that subconscious worry about being discovered or someone recognising. Everything was fine.
He did feel cute.
Wonderfully cute.
As cute as a button, and twice as hot.
The pleasure piled on, ratcheting up as Jamie held down the fob, determined to correct her pet’s attitude.
“You want to continue this little experiment with me,” She suggested, her voice a seductive whisper in his mind. “You might struggle, you might even resist a little, but ultimately you want me to win. You want the headband and those pretty kitty ears to win.”
Jake gasped in ecstasy, his mind laid bare as the commands took root. Deep, deep down they burrowed, past his conscious mind and into the very core of his being. There, it anchored itself to his id, ready to grow strong on all the fun and games Jamie had in store for him. It would grow strong, with time, changing and morphing his sense of self until it entirely matched the desires that Jamie had awoken inside of him over all these months of play.
“Good girl,” Jamie praised as he made pretty little whimpers and moans, the intensity of the pleasure almost too much to handle. “Now I’m going to let you go in a second, and then we can go enter the Estate and have a fun weekend with all our friends, can’t we?”
He would do anything for her - for the ears.
“You won’t deny being my pink kitty for the weekend, because you want to see what it’s like to be my girl. You want to test drive being my submissive pet, don’t you?”
Jake’s heart leapt with joy even as his mind seemed to leak out of every hole, pouring out as the fob continued to be pressed, the ears making it so hard for him to think straight.
Yes, a thousand-million times yes!
To be controlled like this; to be controlled by her? It was divine. Her voice was that of an angel; her words absolute. She could sink her claws into him as deeply as she wanted, and he’d begged for more. She could make it impossible to return to his old life, and he’d thank her for the honour.
“So just forget about the silly, silly argument…”
Jake’s mind grew foggy, the mists wrapping around his memory. It was so difficult to remember why they had been talking - what they’d been talking about. But he was aware as his cock jumped under the suit, spilling his acceptance into the suit, the sticky mess dribbling down the inside of his leg.
He snapped back to reality, his head clearing within seconds.
“Oh,” He said, blushing as he realised what had happened. “I…um…”
“It’s okay, pet,” Jamie offered up in reassurance. “It’s your first time, and you were so excited to embrace your inner girl. It was going to happen sooner or later.”
Jake felt his cheeks redden further, swearing he could already smell the drying cum wafter through the air. “But everyone is going to suspect…”
Jamie smirked. “That you’re the world’s bestest, horniest slut?”
“Uh… I am?” Jake asked, puzzled, feeling something tugging at the back of his mind. Some half forgotten anxiety pang that was trying its hardest to warn him about something.
Something he had forgotten.
Something just out of reach.
“You will be once I’m finished with you,” Jamie promised him, looping her arm through his and guiding him towards the oaken door of the Estate’s front door. “Everyone is going to adore my new pet…”
By Mistress Kylie,
This post contains all of the ideas I have been able to come up with or find on the internet for female-dominant, male-submissive scenes…
You’ll probably notice that a lot of the ideas are designed for use over many days and are associated with orgasm control. This theme emerged over time because orgasm control is so effective at heightening male desire. We use this list in a very simple framework when setting up scenes. First she picks one or more of the ideas below (either by hand or randomly) and makes rules and tasks out of them. Then, after a few days of suffering through them and pushing me to peak sensitivity, the frequency of rules and tasks increases (over a weekend, for example) and she adapts punishments from the list (or comes up with them on her own) to achieve a good, intense session.
So anyway, I hope you enjoy them and they inspire ideas of your own! Please note, though, that we haven’t tried all of them. Some of them may not be practical.
This task is very hard: have him hold pennies against the wall using only his fingertips — one penny per finger. Depending on how you position his arms, this can be easy or extremely difficult. Arms spread wide apart forces him to get his face very close to the wall and will tire his arms quickly. Same with his hands being very high up.
For every penny that drops, punish him. Keep the punishments severe enough that he really fears dropping a penny.
You can also make him hold a penny against the wall using his erect cock. This will force him to keep himself hard.
Rules that control his orgasms are the most effective and psychologically impactful rules you can impose. These rules also become good excuses for torment and punishment. The mix of wanting to orgasm and facing big punishments feels very exciting.
Ideas for Normal Situations
He has to earn orgasms –> After you have had five orgasms, he gets one. –> He chooses to undergo a punishment or humiliation in order to flip a coin. Heads grants him an orgasm. Tails gets him another punishment or humiliation –> He earns points toward his next orgasm by acting the role of the “perfect slave.” These can only be earned by doing things for you without being asked, and acting the part perfectly. 20 points per orgasm.
He must ask permission prior to orgasm.
He is allowed to orgasm, but doing so carries an automatic set of punishments or humiliations.
Every time he orgasms, he owes you a favor.
You pretend to believe that he will take any opportunity to have an orgasm, and go to great lengths to prevent it (chastity belt, lots of restraints, careful supervision).
After every orgasm, he must collect his semen and do something embarrassing with it.
Come up with a “training regimen” to teach him to resist orgasm. He wears a chastity belt until he can resist your best efforts to get him to come while you reach two or three orgasms.
He is forbidden to clean up his own semen if it lands on him.
He gets a very short window every day to bring himself to orgasm while you watch. The chastity belt goes back on at the end whether he succeeds or not.
He gets a set limit of orgasms per week, which he can trade like currency. (His limit could be one. Or one every two weeks. Just because he can trade doesn’t mean he needs a lot of them.)
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Instead of a promised orgasm, he has to edge instead and thank you at the end as if he had an orgasm.
Lengthen the time he has to wear the chastity belt.
Treat pre-cum as orgasms for punishment purposes.
Warn him about a severe punishment if he orgasms, then tie him down and ride him until he does.
During the time when he is permitted to orgasm, position his body so that he can’t prevent himself from coming on himself.–>Make him put his knees on the wall behind him so that his cock points toward his face
If you are on top and he comes, keep going. The sensory overload is really overpowering. Even though it feels great, it’s a good “mean” thing to do to him.
Punishment Ideas
Remember that if your slave just had an orgasm without permission, he’s less in the mood than he was before. So instead of a regular punishment, pick one that is more severe, and execute it after he’s back in the mood (possibly the next day).
Make him write out a coupon for a certain number of days spent in a chastity belt. Spend it whenever you like. If he picks a number that is lower than what you picked, make him choose again and double his next result. (You can choose to have him give you a number of orgasms instead of a number of days.)
If he comes inside of you, sit on his chest while his semen drains out of you. Tie him up until it dries.
Chain a heavy weight to his chastity belt for a while, giving him something he either has to drag by his balls or deal with as he does other tasks for you.
Edging is the practice of bringing someone very close to the point of orgasm and then baking off. It’s usually done repeatedly, which both increases sexual need and results in the closest thing to multiple orgasms for a man. You can force your Slave to edge himself a few times to increase his sexual need. Or, you can do it to him and punish him if he orgasms. This will force him to resist orgasm.
This is similar to the “Must Not Lie” rule, but forces him to give you extra details whenever he’s answering a question. It can be very useful, because he has to actively think about what other secrets he can divulge. Use it to force him to keep you aware of the things he’s thinking about.
Ideas for Normal Situations
He must tell you when he’s horny
He must go into detail about what he wants sexually and why
Whenever he’s asked a question, he has to answer it, and then say “Also…” and add more details.
He must try to help you come up with more effective punishments, more humiliating tasks, and tell you how he might try to get out of obeying you
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Since you can’t read his mind, there’s no way to know if he’s holding something back. Rely on punishments if you find out that he didn’t tell you something.
Punishment Ideas
This is a rule that focuses on helplessness and humiliation. It’s also oral, since he has to tell you things. If you catch him leaving something out, punish him accordingly.
Make him write out several punishments and rank them according to desirability. Pick one or more for him to go through.
Make him tell you the most humiliating punishment he can think of. If he disobeys again, he has to go through with it.
Take away his right to speak for a while. Use a ball gag or tape if necessary.
Tell him to apologize. Don’t accept his apology until he recommends a good physical punishment or humiliation for you to employ.
Here is a very simple rule that is designed to keep things awkward for him and emphasize that his cock and balls belong to you. Usually the rule is that his legs can’t touch his cock or balls while you are in the room. Tell him that you want to see his balls hanging down.
Ideas for Normal Situations
He must keep his legs spread whenever you are within reach of his genitals
He must spread his legs on command
When a Slave’s Been Bad
He must keep his legs spread at all times, just in case.
Tie his legs up by the knees and spread them out. Then tease him by doing things to him that would make him want to close his legs
Punishment Ideas
Breaking this rule is all about not giving you access to his cock and balls, or about him not putting them on display for you. Punish him accordingly.
Tie his ankles to his wrists. Then tie his elbows to his knees. Last, pull his cock and balls behind his legs and tie his legs together so that they are trapped down by his butt. Now he gets to keep his legs closed, but you have full access to the genitals. Torture them for a while until he becomes more compliant.
Since he won’t put his genitals on display on his own, take away all his clothes and tie him up in a full-body rope harness. That way he can stay on display for you until you get tired of him.
Make it unconditional that he has to obey you, or anyone you specify, and punish him if he doesn’t do it promptly or well. This is one of those rules that you’ll talk about a lot, bringing it up to him to remind him that he doesn’t have a choice (or that you’ll punish him severely) if he doesn’t obey.
Ideas for Normal Situations
Have him acknowledge every command with “yes ma’am,” “yes, mistress,” or similar.
Give him a time limit to obey. For example, he might get punished for not jumping to do what you say within three seconds.
If he’s being forced to obey someone else, have him ask that person to give you an evaluation of how well he did.
Test him by giving him a list of things to do while you are away. Demand proof that he did them.
Come up with a word you can use to tell him that you are giving him an order while he’s in public so that others aren’t aware that you’re giving him a command to obey.
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Dramatically increase the number of things he has to do so that he’s kept very busy
Use toys, locks, and complicated tasks to make obeying very hard, such as –> Blindfolding him, then telling him to get a specific item that can only be identified by sight –> Chaining up his hands and then giving him something to type (with his tongue?) –> Give him an enema, and tell him he can’t release it until a task is done.
Give him tedious tasks, like writing out a sentence fifty times.
Punishment Ideas
Failure to obey you should carry the harshest punishments. The point of this game is to use punishments to force him to obey you. Therefore, the punishments have to be intense enough that doing humiliating and painful tasks is less miserable than going through with the punishments. Generally, you want to pick very painful or very humiliating punishments for this kind of error. Try to get him to call out in pain several times. He’s got a safe-word if you go too far.
Chain him up so he is completely immobile, then leave him like that for a while, maybe periodically torturing him.
Take away a sense or a privilege for a long time, such as use of his hands for 24 hours.
Add a couple extra rules to his list of rules
Make him pick a few punishments he would rather not be forced to undergo and then draw one randomly
Add a few days of slavery to his sentence
With this rule, the slave must force himself to become hard. This usually carries a time-limit, or is just a way for you to keep his hands on his cock, constantly fumbling with it. This has more to do with him having to make himself hard with you watching than it does with him getting hard. He is putting himself on display. Keep that in mind and see if you can think of ways to change things up.
Consider making him exaggerate the process so that it’s extra disruptive. Some ideas are to have him stretch out his cock, or use both hands, or kneel until it’s done.
This rule can be fun if he can’t use his hands to make himself hard. He’ll be left humping you or the furniture to comply.
Ideas for Normal Situations
When Mistress enters the room, slave has a certain amount of time to make himself hard.
On a schedule, such as once every three hours, slave has to make himself hard and present his cock for your inspection. If it’s not hard enough, or if it offends you in any way, he can be punished.
When seeing something arbitrary, such as a high heel, he has to become hard –> You might say, “You like skirts so much? Well, you’re going to show it!” And have him make himself hard every time he sees one on TV.
Upon hearing an arbitrary word, such as “songbird,” he has to make himself hard.
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Instead of just making himself hard once, he has to become hard, become soft, and become hard again –> Add a time-limit to complete this task to make it harder.
Make it more uncomfortable for him by keeping him from freeing his cock from his clothes or adjusting it while it’s getting hard.
Forbid him to use his hands to make himself hard or simply tie his hands out of reach of his cock. This will make it much tougher, but still possible.
Make him stay hard for five minutes before he can let go of his cock or stop stimulating it.
Punishment Ideas
If he fails to become hard for you in time (or if he forgets), change the rule so that he isn’t allowed to become hard for a day. See if you can catch him breaking that rule and slap a chastity belt on him.
The next time he has to be hard on command, put him in a lot of pain by slapping at his balls with a ruler or squeezing them (or similar) while he is trying to get hard.
Make him get hard without physical contact on his cock of any kind. (This might be very difficult.) Tie him up to be sure that he can’t move, of course.
This is a rule in every slave contract: that he must refer to you by a name of your choice. You can extend this to involve other women or other people. Common examples are:
Ma’am
Mistress
My Lady
Goddess
Madam
Ideas for Normal Situations
He isn’t allowed to use your name.
He has to answer “yes, <special name>” whenever you give a command
Must call other men and women “sir” or “ma’am,” even if he knows their names.
Must be sure to state your special name before asking any question
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Once again, this rule is so common that it’s almost always in a contract. I can’t think of tougher ways to implement it.
Punishment Ideas
This rule is a vocal one, so punishments can involve the mouth or speech. But don’t let that stop you from popping him in the testicles for forgetting to say your name before a question. Just be sure to catch him every time.
Make him wear a ball gag for thirty minutes every time he forgets
Tape his mouth shut when he forgets
Make him eat or drink something (like alcohol?) every time he messes up.
Place a clothes pin on his tongue for a while
Make him hold something with his mouth
Slave must kiss some part of Mistress under some conditions. Type of kiss, duration, and number of kisses are up to you. You could, for example, make him practice kissing until he gets it exactly right.
Body Parts to Kiss
Vagina
Ass
Feet
Hand
Mouth
Ideas for Normal Situations
You can assign different body parts to kiss under different situations. If he forgets or gets one wrong, he gets punished. For example –> He must kiss a chosen body part when you enter the room –> He must kiss your clitoris after you orgasm –> When Waking –> Before Bed –> While showering, he must constantly kiss your vagina –> When seeing something arbitrary, such as a high heel –> Upon hearing an arbitrary word, such as “songbird.”
When a Slave’s Been Bad
He must practice kissing the chosen body part. The more disobedient he has been, the longer he has to practice.
Instead of a simple kiss, you can make a complicated series of kisses that he has to get right every time.
You can put a blindfold on him before he kisses. If he misses the spot, he gets punished.
Punishment Ideas
Kissing is an oral act, so you might want punishments to involve the mouth. Here are some ideas.
Leave him in a ball gag for a period of time for every mistake he makes with this rule.
Force him to wear bright red lipstick and gloss (make his lips kissable) to remind him what his duty is.
Take away the use of his hands (using ropes or chains) and let him use his mouth as hands for a while. When he has had enough, give him a test to see if he has learned his lesson.
You require your slave to wear a collar, wrist cuffs, or ankle cuffs, or any combination both as a symbol that you own him and so that you can quickly restrain him at any time.
Since the collar and cuffs can’t be ignored, it will force him to remember the situation he’s in. You might want to avoid making him wear a collar while he sleeps, but that is the only one you need to be careful about. Cuffs while sleeping are just fine.
Ideas for Normal Situations
When he gets up or gets home from work, he must lock a collar and cuffs on himself. Only you can unlock them.
He has to lock chains that hang freely from his collar and/or cuffs.
He has to sleep with wrist and/or leg cuffs on.
He has to lock himself to the bed when he goes to sleep.
He has to lock something embarrassing to his collar.
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Not only does he have to lock cuffs on himself when he gets home, he has to lock his wrists together and his ankles together. You unlock him when you get home or by telling him where the key is by phone.
He must lock something very heavy to his ankle cuff. Like a locked bag of bricks, or a suitcase full of heavy items.
Make him lock himself to the toilet or to some other immovable object by running a chain behind it.
Punishment Ideas
Usually, the punishment comes from him unlocking the cuffs ahead of schedule. Sometimes this is necessary for safety or for other reasons (like a friend comes by), but you can still punish him for it. Simple restraint is perfect for that.
Run a rope or chain over a beam in the roof and raise his wrists as high as possible, maybe even making him stand on his toes. Tie it off so that he has to stand like that. Torture as desired. He won’t be able to stop you.
Before he goes to bed, make him wear short chains that either link his wrists, his ankles, or link a wrist to an ankle. You can also lock his wrists to a bondage belt.
Tie him in the frogtie and the chicken-wing tie at the same time. Torture him, make him walk on his knees and elbows, or just leave him stuck on the ground for a while.
Tie him spread-eagled on the bed. Use your imagination after that.
I’ve combined three rules into one here. You can force him to reach (or maintain) a specific weight, achieve a certain degree of flexibility, or force him to gain strength. All of these require a test after a long period of time to see if he meets the goal. Failure needs to have a significant-enough punishment that it will push him to exercise and stretch for so many days to try to reach the goal.
It also gives you a convenient way to punish him in a way that will hurt for a long time. You can force him to do 100 situps, for example, and his ab muscles will ache for days. However, this can interfere with other games where you are pushing his body to its limits.
Ideas for Normal Situations
He has to lose a certain number of pounds by a certain date.
He has to become flexible enough to perform yoga moves of your choosing
He must become strong enough to hold something heavy for a period of time
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Force him to exercise in a tedious and very challenging way, such as crawling to every room in the house fifty times.
Force him to exercise until he is too exhausted to stop you from overpowering him
Punishment Ideas
These rules require him to exercise so often and for so long that you need to have punishments that will motivate him to work through the pain and boringness of exercise over a period of weeks. Pick punishments that make him pale, or that are worse than the exercise itself.
Add a period of slavery for every pound he fails to lose by the deadline, maybe a week per pound.
Put together a list of extreme hard labor that he must do if he fails to make his goal. Make him do the work naked, in chains, or while wearing uncomfortable toys like a large butt-plug.
Slave is punished for flinching. Pulling away counts as resistance, just like saying “no.” You have free reign over the slave’s body. You can even make him act like he is happy when you touch him. But he can never show you the disrespect of moving away when you want to touch him.
Ideas for Normal Situations
Once he realizes what you’re reaching for, he must try hard to put that body part in your easy reach, either by moving closer, removing clothes, or assuming an agreed-upon position (like putting his hands behind his head).
When a Slave’s Been Bad
Add a line in your notes or itinerary to try to get him to flinch a certain number of times each day. Once he passes the test, this rule can be dropped. But be convincing!
Tie his hands behind his back, and tie those ropes around his balls. Then try to get him to flinch. If he moves, he will yank on his balls. Train him to hold very still by trying to get him to flinch.
Add extra physical punishments or humiliation if you catch him flinching. (Two punishments instead of one, etc.)
Punishment Ideas
Tie his hands and legs very securely so that he can’t flinch. Then give him several reasons to flinch while he’s unable to. That way, he can tell the difference between when it is appropriate to flinch and when it isn’t.
Tie or wrap his hands (which are primarily used to protect body parts) in very awkward orientations so that they are not only useless, but uncomfortable or awkward. For example, tape his thumbs together and secure them to the back of his collar with a short rope.
This is both a teasing rule and a very serious one. Consider these two situations:
He is not allowed to say “no” to anyone.
He is not allowed to say the word “is.”
In the first example, you make it clear that he’s expected to do whatever anyone asks. This is a straight-forward and common rule.
In the second example, you pick a common word and wait for him to forget the rule, giving you frequent opportunities to punish him.
Ideas for Normal Situations
He may not use the word “no.”
He may not use personal pronouns (me, my, our) and instead has to substitute “the slave” for them.
He may not speak unless addressed by someone (asked a question, etc.)
You force him to use an embarrassing word for his cock.
When a Slave’s Been Bad
He has a limit of words (or sentences) that he can say, after which he must be absolutely silent. (If you have a hard time keeping track, just count the number of times he starts talking.
He may only speak while wearing a gag or with something held in his mouth.
Punishment Ideas
This is simple: if he speaks out of turn, focus on oral punishments. Bad tastes, gags, extremely hot foods, and so on.
Gag him for a while, possibly sacrificing a meal.
Make him hold something in his mouth. (Your freshly-worn panties, a jalapeno, or a piece of soap.
Make him conduct a complicated task with his mouth (such as sorting the sex toys, sorting your panties by color, and so on.
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