Permanent Chastity

Permanent chastity is always a kinky idea at first. It’s quite interesting how people tend to have a love hate relationship with the idea. The more you think about it the sexier it gets, until the idea becomes scary. One day she’s telling him she’s thinking about locking him up forever, and that gets him all horny and wanting release. Then she lets him out and lets him cum, and it’s a great experience for both to share that level of passion.

However, as time goes on, the idea of permanent chastity becomes a more dominant idea. The spaces between unlock times get a little longer, and she teases him a little more often about it. Saying it’s permanent, and then making him wait an extra week or two. She knows exactly the effect this is having on his psyche. She is likely not yet comfortable with the idea of permanent chastity, so he gets a release eventually.

It is addicting. The more she keeps him locked, the more she wants to keep him locked. She notices the increased enthusiasm to serve her. She can feel it in his tongue as his eagerness to please her is overwhelming. She notices the increase in submissiveness, and how he is basically throwing himself at her feet. She notices how much his willingness to use his tongue in other places such as her ass, or feet, even if at one time he may have been hesitant to lick her ass, he is now begging for it. She notices his focus on her pleasure is far greater than his focus on his own pleasure, even though she can see his desperation for release, she enjoys his redirected energy into her pleasure only.

The addiction to chastity grows in both of them, and before long, the idea becomes scary, because it’s so close to being a reality. She loves having him chaste and at her whim, and he’s certainly not complaining about it. The idea of never entering her again with his uncaged penis is terrifying yet totally erotic. It’s like the worlds best drug. An idea both can play with, and make better with simple gestures and thoughts. Tapping the key on his cage while contemplating whether or not she should unlock him. Then deciding not tonight.

She learns to grow in that power, and she loses any kind of guilt about not giving him pleasure. It empowers her. Yet it is his sacrifice that turns her on, and gives her a sense of owning him completely. He wants to serve her so much, that he is willing to let go of intercourse with her, in order to earn his place at her feet forever. That’s a level of loyalty conventional relationships could only dream of having. She has the ability to make him pussy free at any time, and that’s why the idea is scary for him. Because he doesn’t know what she thinks about it. She can tease all she likes, but what if she’s serious?

It’s a cognitive dissonance idea. He wants to sacrifice for her, but he also wants to have intercourse with her because he is so deeply in love with her. It can be difficult for both partners to give up intercourse in favor of permanent chastity, because she is going to need to find a replacement if she enjoys penetration. Either with another partner, or with toys that he can use on her. It’s a different kind of sex. It’s a major psychological shift that he is going to have to undergo and realize his penis is no longer his dominant sexual organ.

When she finally does make the decision that his penis is to be forever caged, and intercourse is indeed a thing of the past for him, it can be very emotional, on top of enhanced desperation, for the first month or two. Letting the reality sink in and absorb the new life in real time is real surrender. He will be pushed to the breaking point, because there is no other place for him to go. He must let go of a lifetime of living sexually through his penis, and let go of all aspects of his old sex life. From that point forward, he obeys her, and only her. She decides all of it.

Once that breaking point is reached, and he has had that realization, that he’s never going back to the old way, he will cry tears of acceptance. He will surrender himself to her, and to the cage. This is when permanent chastity moves from being a scary idea, to his actual reality, and he can no longer fear it, because she has decided for him that this is the way it will be. He is surrendered to her. That’s when the cage becomes his home. That’s when he feels naked without the cage on. His desperation turns into dedication. He no longer fights the cage but embraces it. And she never goes back on her word, it’s permanent, full stop. Never to be questioned. That’s the sacrifice of permanent chastity.

It’s a beautiful relationship.

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grasas12

2 years ago

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grasas12

2 years ago

This story is the dream omg

This was his first solid week locked in chastity and the results were amazing. Just like I’ve read. I’ve locked him up for short periods of time before, but this was our first trial period for extended lock up. We started on a Friday evening. The lock snapped shut at 8pm and the only key went around my neck, to be worn for the entire week. By Sunday night the effects began showing. Yes, there was some whining, begging, and general complaining. This was expected. When it got to be to much, I sternly told him to stop or we’d begin adding time. Those words did the the trick each time.

On Monday when he complained about the device pulling on his hairs, I removed it and trimmed most of his hair off, leaving only about ¼ inch. The device went back on right after the shaving. I loved the new “neater” look and thought to myself “this is how all small white cocks should look”. By Tuesday I began seeing a remarkable difference in his behavior and overall attitude. I came home from a long day at work and found all the household chores done. The vacuuming, the dishes, the dusting, almost everything.This was unheard of. It had only been 4 days and I was already loving the results.

We spent the entire evening watching TV while he rubbed my feet. We ended the evening with him lapping my pussy for ½ hour and bringing me to multiple over the top orgasms. This was a turning point for me. If I had ever had any doubt that locking up his cock was the right decision, those doubts were gone. All the articles and stories I read were dead on. I was ecstatic and already began plotting how I would make this “trial period” a permanent arrangement.

The rest of the week saw him submission deepen each and every day. On Wednesday he went to his underwear drawer and found all his boxers replaced with my own panties. With the confused look on his face I crept up behind him and reached around to cup his little locked cock in my hand, I whispered heavy in his ear:

“Honey, with your little cock neatly shaved and locked away, it looks so feminine, so I thought why not take the next step and keep you in panties for the rest of your trial period”

He hesitated only briefly before picking up beautiful green selection and stepping into them. My pussy immediately became moist. I don’t think I have ever been happier in our relationship. The road we were heading down was even better then I had fantasized. I turned him around and pulled out my phone to snap a picture. I wanted this moment saved for ever. He instinctively moved his hands in front of his crotch to cover his panty clad locked cock. In my new realm of female dominance I saw this as an act of disobedience that could not be tolerated. Without thinking I physically pushed him against the wall hard. The look on my face must have been pretty angry, because I recognized the fear in his eyes. I spoke firmly and deliberately:

“Listen to me you bitch! I own that cock and I own you. If you disrespect me like that again you’ll buy yourself another week in lock up. Is that clear?”

“Yes ma’am, I’m sorry” was his only reply.

I slapped his face hard. “Don’t forget who is charge here!”, i said as i fondled the key that hung from around my neck. I took the pics I wanted.

He meekly nodded in agreement. The lack of fight he put up was telling. HIs submission to my verbal and physical attack was feeding my already growing feelings of power and dominance. My emotions were running high and it felt like another milestone moment in our journey towards a Female Led Relationship was unfolding right before me.

I was caught in the moment. Already dressed for the office I quickly removed my pants and threw him on the bed. The events that had led up to this had my pussy sopping wet. I mean I had just slapped him in the face and called him a bitch, and he did nothing.

I mounted his face and began grinding out an orgasm. He didn’t resist. I don’t think he could have if he wanted to. My thighs were clamped around his head and my pussy was ravaging his face.

“You understand you’re my bitch now don’t you?”

“Yeth” all I could hear from under my hungry pussy.

I lifted up for only a second: “What are you to me”

“I’m your bitch” Came his immediate answer.

Perfect I though to myself. I finished and quickly for dressed again and headed off for work.

On my drive in I thought about the scene. First the humiliation he must have felt when I announced that he would be wearing women’s underwear from now on. Then the humbling emotion when I physically pushed him into the wall and slapped his face, before forcibly queening him. Then finally the pictures of his locked, shaved, and pantied cock. I imagine he feared what would happen with those? Who would I show them too?

At this point I knew that this is what I wanted. I wanted this trial period too become a permanent lifestlye. We would both be happier, it would improve our relationship and deepen our love for each other. Studies have shown this to be true and my own experiences reinforced this.

On Friday I spent most of the day at work reading more articles and guides on building a loving Female Led Relationship. Saturday morning, the time we had designated for his release, was coming up and I really didn’t want this to end. Why would I?

I hadn’t had to do any housework all week. My bitch did it all

I got waited on hand and foot at night

Foot rubs and worshipping every night

And all the oral sex a girl could handle.

It was perfect. If I unlocked him Saturday morning, I feared all the progress we made this week would be in vain, and we’d be starting at square one again. I just couldn’t allow that to happen. But I had given my word at the beginning that this would be a trial period. Of course I could just “Change my mind”, but what if I could make it his idea to continue?

Friday night is here and and my perfectly behaved caged man is at my side. All the housework done, pretty panties covering his weak little white dick. I’m wearing my tightest pajama bottom and stroking his cage, over the panties, and asking if he’s excited about it being removed tomorrow? Of course he is. I’m whispering in his ear how much I’ve enjoyed this week and how I feel we’ve made tremendous strides. His cock is straining against the cage. I tell him he can take of the panties. His cock is oozing with precum. I reach down and wipe a drop of with my finger. I raise my finger to his mouth and he obediently sucks it dry.

I tell him to get on his knees while I remove my pajama bottoms. Constantly reminding him that tomorrow is his big day. I lay back down on the couch, and much like the past week, ask him if he’d like to eat my pussy. Of course the answer is an exuberant “YES”. He begins to approach, but I stop him. “Maybe you should have to wait?”

I turned over and guide head to within inches of my ass. I let my cheeks brush his face and his lips. “How would you like to worship my ass instead?”.

“I’d really rather eat your pussy”

“That’s not an option tonight” I kept my tone friendly but decisive.

“If that’s my only choice then of course I want to worship your ass”

I should point out that in 4 years together, he has never properly worshipped my ass. I think most women who are not in a Female Led Relationship are missing out on this very pleasurable experience. Another reason to chastize your man and make him your bitch.

I brought his face to withing an inch of my ass before stoppng.

“If that’s your only choice? No, you have a much tougher choice to make now bitch. How bad do you want to worship this ass in your face?”

I was stroking his cage. Precum was furiously leaking out. I knew what the answer would be. He was in a frenzied state and would do or say anything.

“Please let me lick your ass”, he begged

Here was the moment of truth:

“Okay, I will let you do that, but in return you have to agree to go one more week in chastity. The choice is yours. You can say no and we’ll stop the teasing tonight and let you cum tomorrow as planned”

During this whole discussion his face was an inch from my ass. I felt each breath against my exposed cheeks.

“I’m sorry honey. I know this is a tough decision. I know how badly you want to lick my asshole, but you also have been waiting to cum tomorrow. You can only have one, what will it be?”

No immediate response. After a few seconds I said “You’ve got 10 seconds to decide”

HIs breath hastened. I began counting down. I got to five then I felt it. His lips on my asshole. Oh my god! I’m overwhelmed! A week ago there would be no chance of him ever eating my ass. Now he’s giving up an orgasm to do it!

“You know what this means honey?”

He murmured a yes as his tongue began exploring my ass.

“Oh baby, I’m very happy with the decision you’ve made. Look at how far we came, and now we have another week to go. I love you my bitch”

I was triumphant. He truly was my bitch and we were on our way to a fulltime FLR. I was true to my word. He didn’t get the privilege of eating my pussy that night, but all efforts were directing at pleasing my previously neglected ass. How humiliating. How degrading. How truly loving. How humbling. I lost track of time as I fell into and out of bliss.

A locked man truly will do anything.

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grasas12

2 years ago

Yup it is small, unfortunatelly. But there are benefits like it fits the small cage and it is a lot of fun.