Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

My SO did completed his first whole week in chastity and I floated the idea of us always doubling his durations until he is permanent. He vocalized concern about this but his twitching made me think it was worth pursuing. My question is would that be too aggressive? I don't want him to not enjoy this but I want to push him towards long term lockup.

Ah yes. A very interesting prospect indeed. Let’s do the math, shall we?

So he completed a week? Good. Just to make the math easier, let’s say it was 8 days. 8 is a power of 2 so that’ll make this nice and simple. Here is how many days he has to wait for his next orgasm if you double the time with each one:

Orgasm 0 = 8 days (~ 1 week, already complete)Orgasm 1 = 16 daysOrgasm 2 = 32 days (~ 1 month)Orgasm 3 = 64 daysOrgasm 4 = 128 daysOrgasm 5 = 256 days (under a year)Orgasm 6 = 512 days (well over a year)

Wow, see how fast that ballooned!? In only 7 orgasms he has progressed to waiting over a year for is next one. Very fun. But let’s see how this plays out.

Orgasm 7 = 1,024 days (~ 3 years)Orgasm 8 = 2,048 days (well over 5 years)Orgasm 9 = 4,096 days (well over 10 years)Orgasm 10 = 8,192 days (over 20 years)Orgasm 11 = 16,384 days (over 40 years)

Ummm… How old did you say your SO was again? If you decide to double his duration with each orgasm, I’d say he’d be extremely lucky if he had 11 more orgasms in his entire life. Just 11. Probably only 10.

I’m curious what he says when you show him this schedule. Maybe you shouldn’t show it to him quite yet, not until he agrees to it. When you do I know he’ll be twitching in tormented pleasure, just like all the boys reading this right now.

NOW,

While I’ve certainly done exponential and geometric progressions before, I wonder if it might be a little too fast, too soon in your situation. Is this the first week you’ve been playing with chastity? Working a guy up to long-term or permanent chastity is like reeling in a fish. Not too fast, not too slow. Sometimes you have to let out a little line before you can bring him in. I would say before going crazy, work him up to three-week durations and keep him there for a good long time. Months. Then, after you’re both thoroughly bored of that duration, start cranking it up.

Of course, you don’t have to tell him your plans…

There’s nothing I love more than being a desperate little slut for her.

Dear lord .. seeing things like this are not helping my lee mood. Somebody help me!

Bittersweet Symphony

For most people, seeing her in this position, leaning over you, dressed like this, would be a highlight of their life.

But not for you.

No, wild as it seems, this was a punishment for talking back to her in front of her friends.

You had long since been denied the ability to be with her, to feel her skin on yours, hear her trembling, passionate breaths as she slowly, methodically moves her body on yours.

You lived in perpetual longing for her.

She unceremoniously dragged you into the bathroom, pulling your shirt off before yanking down your pants, exposing your thick, swollen diaper. She moaned softly—tantalizingly in your ear.

You knew this was too good to be true.

Because it was.

For the first time in years, she grinded on you, your wet diaper squelching with every thrust. You were consumed by pleasure. Your mind practically short-circuiting in bliss.

Just as your pleasure was reaching its climax, she stopped.

You opened your eyes to find a dangerous, foreboding grin plastered on her face.

“You didn’t really think I’d let you finish, right?” she said ominously, “Not after what you pulled back there. You don’t get rewarded for that.”

You don’t answer. You knew better.

“But you do get punished. And my friends and I have just the punishment. Wanna hear it?”

“I..y-yes, Mommy,” you say defeated.

“Good boy. You’re gonna march out of this bathroom in nothing but that soggy diaper that doesn’t hide your…excitement. And you’re gonna apologize to my friends for being a disrespectful brat.”

Terror paralyzes you. Of course, they knew you were in diapers, but they had never seen them. “B-b-but…Mommy no, please!”

“Hush,” she hissed, “you will do as you're told. But I haven’t even told you the best part!”

You shiver at the threat.

“The girls wanna see if you make cummies in your diaper without anyone touching you. So, you’ll stand there and listen to them teasing and humiliating you about your diapers and how pathetic you are.”

“Mommy!” you squeal.

“What did I just say? You will stand there until you make stickies to your own humiliation and truly become the pathetic boy I know you are! And the winner—whoever gets you to bust your widdle load—gets to change you in front of everyone! It’s so exciting!”

“No, please! I’m sorry, Mommy! I won’t talk back ever again!”

“Too late, little one,” she says pulling you up, “let’s go.”