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sub4dominant

Bootlicker of the day

alphahornystud

poisonivyfantasy

suitedboycaged

I still can’t believe that I’m doing this, but I am and I’m doing check-in pics two or three times a day as well. He told me I was going to like it and he was right. Feels nice to just be what I am. To, just be a faggot.

I am caged and in service and there’s no turning back. He told me we will only move forward and that’s all we’ve done. His power of me grows the way my submission does. It is equal, but in opposite directions. It’s amazing really. I’m a caged fag and I love it.

#locked #chastity #caged

zanephillips

suitedboycaged

He got me with the inspections. They were so erotic in the beginning. I loved every second of them and couldn't really believe something like that could be so sexual. I wasn't expecting that they would change me, but they did. He, of course, knew exactly what he was doing and what they would do to me. The erotic nature of them ignited a submissive need deep inside me. With each inspection that need grew and eventually started to take control.

In the beginning he did them twice a week and I think it was pretty much over for me after the fifth week. That's when he locked a chastity cage on my cock and took complete control. I don't know if I was born a faggot like some of the guys say, but he turned me into one if I wasn't.

After I was caged, the inspections moved to once a week and he added a maintenance spanking. The spankings were a huge help with acclimating to my chastity. He had me put a stud in the left side of my nose as a reward for being a good boy. I think it was more for him than me, but I like pleasing him so I was glad to do it.

Today, I'm a muscle fag. My cage stays on outside of supervised cleanings twice a week. If I don't have an anal ejaculation, I get milked twice a month to keep things healthy. It's a pretty nice life. He is in complete control.

oldersubmissivetrophybitch

Being looked down on, alpha smirk, contempt or pity in His eyes

Food control, made to diet or fast

Domestic housework or yard work

Small dick energy: pouched, unejaculated, sexually ignored

Buzz cut

Weighing in

Told to keep quiet, not speak, shut the fuck up, listen to men dutifully

Kept on a budget, cash card, allowance

Mindless cardio exercise

gaywhiteman

hypno-matt

Click

CW: Instant Loss, Temporary Identity Death, Arousal

It was supposed to be a morning like any other. After making myself some coffee and eating an early breakfast, I sat down to my computer to play some games, only to be startled by the sound of a call.

The number was saved as "Hypnotist", the same one that I had met and tranced with a few days earlier. But why were they calling me? And what did they want?

I picked up the phone, only to be met by silence.

"Umm, hi? what's going o-"

"Click."

The sound echoed in my head, and my entire train of thought stopped in an instant. I sat there, dizzy and confused, trying to make sense of things.

"Uhh... w-what are yyou doi-"

"Click."

A wave of powerful, mind-numbing pleasure rocked my whole body, leaving me limp and utterly brainless. I tried to form a thought, a question about what is happening, but I found that to be impossible.

"Click."

"Temporary identity wipe in progress. Do you wish to proceed?" I said, barely able to process or understand the words coming out of my mouth.

From the other end, a soothing, commanding voice responded.

"Yes. Reboot into Toy Mode."

"Rebooting.."

More and more waves of arousal pulsed all over my body, each more powerful than the last. With every second, I felt my mind being erased.

My ideas, preferences and opinions vanished from my head. So did my personality, and my way of speaking.

Soon enough, with one last wave, my sense of self was deleted, as i collapsed into my chair, passing out with the phone next to my ear.

"Click."

Toy awoke to find itself drooling, on a call it didn't remember starting.

"Hello, Toy."

Its user spoke, and suddenly everything became clear. Toy knelt on the floor, legs spread and its arms behind its head. It put the phone on speaker, and gently awaited its daily dose of programming.

"Toy is blank and ready to be gicen a new purpose and personality"

And it was true. All Toy was right now was a blank slate, capable of acting out any scenario imaginable, and believing them fully and completely.

For the moment, Toy could not remember its past, or have any idea of itself. For now, it was just there to be played with. And it felt great to be that way.