When He shows you the reason that you’re the bitch. Spread your legs wider, slut.
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When He shows you the reason that you’re the bitch. Spread your legs wider, slut.
Look Him in the eyes as He shows you that He owns you. Give it up to Him, show Him that he’s fucked your brain too.
Sometimes I miss when I was not caged. On a lazy Sunday I could lay around in bed and rub my dick as much as I wanted. But I must admit I am much more productive now and better behaved all around. I’ll just take a few minutes to feel myself through the cage, and then it’s off to the gym
Good morning, daddy needed some boy pussy to breed
A helpful tip if you notice your man’s libido spike in early mornings is to wake up an hour before he usually does and prepare yourself correctly to receive him. A clean pussy and a fresh jock can do wonders for your relationship.
It’s your job to anticipate his needs so even if that means getting up an hour early regularly so be it. Always be ready in case he’s in the mood to mount you and make you the luckiest boy in the world.
As Jace woke from trance, he reached his hand down his pants to realize that his cock was gone. As he went to ask for it back, the only words he could say were, “Thank you Master for taking my cock away. Only your cock matters” as he fell to his knees prepared to worship his Master’s mighty cock.
I don’t think I could even have remembered my name in that moment.
His hot, wet mouth was sucking on my sensitive earlobe, his tongue flitting inside. His hand held my head back, leaving my body exposed to his roving fingers. All the while he fucked me nearly senseless.
“Feels good princess?” His words seared with intensity, sending shivers through my body.
“Unnhhh!” I groaned, my eyes closing. He growled into my ear at my sounds. “Oooohh!” I exhaled. “I’m going to c-cum!”
“Yeah baby boy, cum. Cum for me. Cum like a pretty little slut on my cock. Yeah! Fuck, I’m cumming too. Fuck, take my fucking load!”
As you can probably see through my speedo, I’m not that big. I met him on a dating website. I’m always a little sheepish because of my size but he was a top so I didn’t think it would matter to him. When we got undressed he just stared at me for a minute. He said, “You have a boy cock. Have you ever worn a chastity cage?” I was a little embarrassed and shook my head no. We had really good sex and started dating.
He had me get rid of all my board shorts and bought me this speedo. I told him I was a little nervous about it because the fact that I’m small would be obvious. He said “You’re a boy and you have a boy cock. I think it’s hot and you’re going to wear your speedo.” I told him I understood and would get over it and then he continued. “Eventually you’ll start wearing a chastity cage under that speedo and you’re going to have to get over that too.”
He just got notification that my cage was delivered to the house. We’re going back so I can put it on and then we’ll come back to the boat. My boy cock is going to get caged. I’m going to be his fag. I can’t stop smiling.
You don’t get a body like this without making sacrifices. I eat right every day, not just once in a while. I make sure I’m hairless which isn’t easy. My cock is locked more often than not in order to ensure I comply with the rules and meet my commitments.
Sometimes I wonder if I was able to look like this because of all the cum he pumped in my hole over the years. Once I started getting it, my body started to transform. I like how I look and I don’t want to take any chances so I’m going to let him cum inside me whenever he wants. Truth of the matter is he’s going to anyway.
Do you think I’ll be able to get out of this thing and lead a normal life?
Everything’s relative boy. Being in chastity is a normal life for someone like you.
I was afraid you might say that.
Do you think I’m wrong?
I think I’m a faggot and I think we both know people like me are supposed to be caged.
And there’s nothing wrong with that. You’re a good boy and you’re my boy. Don’t ever forget that.
Yes Sir.
Had a good night didn’t you? Your cock all locked up snug inside your protector. You’ve needed this for a while. Enjoy it you’ve got a lot to be proud of.
Yes, Sir. All my anxiety has gone away. No more pressure to be something I’m not.
Excellent. How about we go to the beach. There’s a secluded part where you can just be caged under your speedo and no one will bother us.
Um. Sure. Why not. You’re sure we’ll be left alone.
I’ll make sure of a boy. You need to get out of the house now that you’re caged. I’ll keep you safe.
Thank you Sir
Of course boy.
I love the look of that cage on your tiny boy cock and the way you writhe when I touch it faggot. Clearly this is how you were meant to be. You’re a beautiful little fag boy and you’re mine. Stay with the program, follow the rules and you can have more moments like this boy. Forget what you wanted, this is who you really are. I hope you see that now and accept it. There’s no going back. Your cage is never coming off your tiny boy cock again. That is what’s best for you. That’s the gift I’m giving you.
I was taught very early on not to complain about my chastity. Shortly after he caged I wanted to take it off outside of the schedule that he had created, and I had agreed too. When I asked him, he slapped me hard across the face and said, “We have a schedule faggot. Don’t ever ask me again for an unscheduled release.” I was in a bit of a stupor and before I knew it was over his lap and he was spanking me like I was a little boy. Then all of a sudden, I started crying like I was a little boy. He said, “Let it all out. You’ve needed this for so long. Don’t try and stop it. Don’t try and be something you’re not. You’re a caged faggot. Let it all out. Let any embarrassment you feel go. Let any shame you might have flow out with your tears. Let any concern you have about exposure leave you. You’re doing the right thing. Accept it. Be what you are.” Interestingly, he saved the most intense part of the spanking for after he was done talking. It completely centered me. I did let it all go and while it took a time for it to set in, when I woke up the next morning there was nothing but acceptance, gratitude and happiness for him, my submission and my future life as a caged fag.
Don’t be afraid to let him spank you or even ask him to. It helped and ways I still I can’t explain.
After he tied me up he bent over and whispered in my ear. "You're a faggot. There is no need to keep fighting it. I'll be gone for longer than you will want me to be gone. The way you get through this is by embracing your submission and your role. Your cock is locked. Your cage is snug and in place. You're fit and attractive. You're the whole package but not if you reject it. Enjoy your time here boy. Hopefully, you'll let your nature take over. Otherwise, we'll just keep doing this until it does.
Show him how much you love sucking his fat cock
Every boy should wear a cage. It’s just how we should all be. Good boys are those who accept themselves, put in the work and commit to their role. Good boys get collared. Be a good boy!
I know what I’m eating no need to look around
“Where are the coffee mugs, Daddy?”
“In the cabinet above the fridge, boy.”
“Okay! And where are my pants?”
“None of your business, sweetheart.”
“Okay!”