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@sissylustbunny
REBLOG TO GET HUMILIATED!!
New toy arrived; inverted cage. Pushes you inside making it impossible to get hard. I am curious and a little scared to try :-)
I have, but I was afraid that somebody would notice it or the plug would slip out. The first time I did it the plug slipped out my ass. I was lucky because I had baggy pants and nobody was around so I could grab the plug and stuff it in my pocket. Needles to say, that I was deeply ashamed.
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31 Days
Day 1
When he finally comes down from his climax, she tells him. âYouâre going back in. After your shower weâre locking you up again.â
There is honest dread him. Memories of waking in the middle of the night, his cock straining against the cage. The torment and bother of the thing. Sitting down to pee. The ache in his balls. But he nods. âYes, of course.â Then, âI like being locked for you.â
âGood boy.â
When he gets out of the shower he finds the cock cage sitting on the bathroom counter. He dries himself, slides the cage on and locks it in place. Itâs tight on his cock. Makes him aware of himself. The weight and constriction of the thing. He walks out to the living room and finds his Mistress sitting at the table, her smile full of mischief.
âI believe these are yours?â He says, and he places the keys on the table in front of her.
âThey are.â She looks up at him, then down at his cock. âAnd what else?â
âMy cock and balls and orgasms. Those belong to you, too.â
âThatâs right, my subby slut. It all belongs to me.â
He feels his cock stir and the cage feels particularly snug.
Itâs the first time sheâs locked him up so quickly. In the past sheâs allowed his cock to remain unlocked for days at a time. But this time she had him back in chastity in less than six hours. He didnât even get a chance to miss it.
Day 5
When he canât touch his cock, everything else becomes sexualized. His skin feels charged and sensitive. He finds himself running his hands over his chest and caressing his nipples. Sometimes he pinches them and pulls them hard, the rough treatment sending jolts to his caged cock. It strains against the cage, and he wants to touch himself. He wants desperately to touch himself, but he canât. He canât touch his cock so he touches himself elsewhere. He rubs his skin. He fucks his ass with dildos when she lets him. Sometimes he feels close to cumming, but he canât get over that edge.
Day 10
She torments him. She sends him photos of his keys when theyâre apart, holding them up in front of the camera, her smile just a blur of white in the background. When theyâre together she runs her hands over his body. She presses her palm against his caged cock and rubs and tugs at his balls. Sometimes it feels good, sometimes she pulls and squeezes and hurts him. He stays frantic for everything, his body bucking and writhing under her hands, his voice high and pleading. âPlease, please, pleaseâŚâ He has no idea what heâs asking for. His brain holds nothing but sensations and the white noise of desire.
âPlease what?â
âPleaseâŚI donât know. I donât know, I justâŚâ She presses the wand against his caged cock and turns it on and he canât continue. His brain goes animal and he lets out a low, guttural moan.
âYou want to fuck me?â
He canât believe sheâs asking. Of course, of course he does. More than anything he wants to be inside her. To feel her tight warmth and to thrust and buck to some kind of feeling on his cock. To release. To something. âYes. Yes yes yes oh god please yes.â
âThen put this on and fuck me.â She holds a strapon harness on her extended index finger, a light in her eyes that tells him she loves his torment.
His stomach sinks. He had hopedâBut he takes the harness and puts it on, the large fake cock bobbing above his caged one. She pulls him on top of her and guides him in. When he slides the dildo in, she gasps, and as he begins to thrust, he can feel the impact as his caged cock bounces against the bed, her ass, anywhere but inside her. But itâs a feeling, at least. He can feel the impact in his cock and maybeâŚjust maybeâŚhe begins to fuck her harder and harder still, pounding into her as his frenzy increases, desperately hoping to stimulate himself enough toâŚ.
She cums hard, her legs shaking, her nails digging into his shoulder with enough force to make him cry out. Itâs a relief for him, of sortsâher own shuddering orgasm imparting some piece of itself to him. Just enough to take the edge off.
She takes his face in her hands looks into his eyes. âYou poor thing,â she says.
âItâs ok,â he says. âI like when you cum. It makes me feel good.â
âThen Iâll have to cum more often.â
Butterflies bloom in his stomach, and his hard cock twitches as the words sink into him, pull him deeper, deeper into submission with the continued reinforcement of her dominance over him: she can cum when she wants, and he canât cum unless she lets him. All her body is hers, and part of his body is hers. He has given up control and she has taken it.
Day 15
She texts him: I just got off. Itâs the second time today. How are you?
Frustrated
Good. I like you that way. You should beg me to get off again.
Please. Please, Mistress. Please get off again. Please cum hard and often and tell me when you do. Please cum. I love it when you do. I love knowing you can and I canât. I love my submissionâŚ
Day 21
âYour panties are soaked,â she says. Itâs been two hours that sheâs been tormenting him. At turns caressing his body and spanking his inner thighs. Sheâs shoved her fingers in his ass and he bucked back against her hand. Sheâs placed her hand over his mouth and slid her panty-covered pussy over his caged cock. Heâs leaked a lot, felt it squeezed out of his cock each time he clenched or convulsed. Each time his body tried to get some kind of feeling, the very biology of him scrambled now: if the body feels this good, it must be having sex. If itâs having sex, the cock should be thrusting into something and we should be orgasming. Weâre thrusting our hips, but thereâs no sensation. Send more frenzy. Increase desire. Somethingâs not right and weâre just going to throw signals until something works or the whole system short circuits and we have nothing left.
He just nods. âOf course they are. Of course. Do you see what youâre doing?â
She sits back a moment, and his whole body seems to scream for her. He arches his back, bucks his hips. So desperate for her hands on him again, for even torment is better than nothing.
âDo you want me to let you out?â
âYes. yes please.â
âThen you have to gag yourself with your panties.â
He immediately slides them off and shoves them into his mouth. He looks at her, tries to convey his desperation through his eyes, even whimpering slightly.
She hands him a roll of bondage tape. âAnd make sure they donât come out?â
He nods, and wraps the tape over his mouth and around the back of his head. Three full turns, around and around and around until the panties are good and secure.
She pulls out the key and unlocks him. Together they work to pull the cage off his cock and the ring off his balls. The feeling is incredible. The cool air on his cock, the absence of anything constricting. She stokes it once or twice, and he moans into the gag. âDo you want me to keep touching you?â
He nods frantically, his head bobbing up and down.
âThen youâll have to let me blindfold you.â
He nods again and slides behind him and ties a sash tight over his eyes. This she moves back in front of him and begins stroking his cock. Her hand feels amazing on him, even as she teases, stroking the shaft a bit, then moving her thumb against his cock just under the head. She alternates, fast and slow, bringing him closer and closer to the edge until his headâs thrown back and his hands claw at the sheets. Then she stops completely and he bucks and writhes and wordlessly pleads, whining and whimpering through the gag. When he calms a bit, he feels her sliding her pussy against his shaft. He whimpers again, nods his head. Trains vainly to thrust his cock inside her.
âNot yet,â she says. She slides against him more, up and down his shaft. It feels so good, so wonderful that he remains motionless as long as he can, relishing in it, but it gets to be too much, and his body overtakes him. He thrusts again, his futile efforts drawing forth from her a sly chuckle. âYou want to be inside me?â
He moans his affirmative into the panties. Nods. Yes. yesyesyesyesyesâŚdead god yesâŚ
âIf I let you inside me, what do I get to do?â
He canât think. Or he can think of only one thing: to be in her. To feel her surround him, so he shakes his head, moans again, frantic from some other way to communicate.
âI get to beat you,â she says.
He stops. Thereâs an edge to her voice that cuts through even his desperation haze. Then he squeezes his covered eyes shut tight and nods, feels her pussy slide over his cock, then off, so quick he barely had time to arch his back, to relish in the feeling.
âTurn over,â she says.
When sheâs done inflicting her pain, she uses the vibrator to get off beside him, close enough he can feel her tense and hear her quiet gasp and moan. When sheâs done she leans close to him and says, âThank you. Itâs always better after I hurt you.â
He nods again, and feels her begin to untie the blindfold.
Day 30
He fucks himself in front of her. He sits on a chair and rides a dildo for her, grinding back and forth and bobbing up and down. Again he feels so close. That maybe, if he could just get the exact right motion or position or something, it would be enough. But so far it hasnât been. So far heâs been able to squeeze precum from his cock in rivulets. Felt it pulse out of him, once or twice so much that he heard its wet sound as it fell to the floor. She torments him with the wand and with her mouth on his caged cock, and when sheâs done she makes him lick his cum off the floor.
Day 31
He canât think. Heâs so frantic he can barely see, and the idea of putting two cogent thoughts together has long been impossible.
Sheâs ravaged him. Shoved a dildo gag in his mouth and rode him roughly while playing with his caged cock. She removed the gag and lowered her pussy onto his face and had him use the wand to help get her off. Sheâs promised him a chance today. Sheâs said heâs been so good this past month that heâll finally get his chance. And when sheâs finally extracted enough from him, she holds the harness out again.
He takes from her and begins to put it on.
âNo, silly,â she says. âIt goes on me.â
Heâs flooded with relief, though now knows he wonât be cumming inside her. She hands him her biggest dildo and a flick of her eyes tell him what he must do. He threads the dildo into the harness for her, and she lies back on the bed. âYou have to lube it up,â she says. âBut you have to do it with your mouth.â
He just nods. At this point, heâd do nearly anything to cum, so he lowers his mouth onto the cock and begins bobbing up and down. He knows how to do it, to get it slick enough. He must gag himself on it, the phlegm and spittle produced from gagging nearly a perfect lubricant. And so he breathes out and looks up at her and then closes his eyes and shoves the cock into the back of his throat, cutting off his air. He stays as long as he can, his body convulsing around this new intruder. And when he comes up for air, thick rivulets of spit coat the cock and trail to his lips. He does it two, three more timesâhe doesnât care. Heâs so depraved now, heâll punish himself to earn even a chance at orgasm. Finally the dildo is slick, and heâs scooped drool from his chin and lubed his ass. He climbs on top of her and lowers himself on to the cock. It hurts going in, and for a moment he has to sit, motionless. But then the desire begins in him again, and he starts rocking back and forth, feeling the cock in his ass rubbing against the base of his cock on the inside, the cage compressing in rhythm as he grinds forward and back, the cock pumping into him with each shift of her hips.
She takes her time with him, building his desire, pinching his nipples, slapping his face. Pulling him down on her and thrusting her cock deep inside him, holding him still, locking eyes with him. She makes him bounce up and down on her, and he releases a torrent of filthy talk. How her cock feels so good inside him, how big it is and how she fills him up. How much he loves when she fucks him and how he loves being her slut. Her cock-craving slut.
And finally sheâs ready. She reaches for the wand and tells him to keep grinding on her. She commands him to caress his nipples and touch his body. He does, and already he can feel a wave beginning. The caress on his nipples sends charges through him, and his balls begin to tingle.
âHarderâ she says, and she turns on the wand and presses it against the top of his cock, right where the cage meets his body.
He shudders and moans. He begins grinding faster, the feeling building him. His hands pinch and pull on his nipples. He grabs his own ass and moves himself, imagining hands on him, moving him, commanding him. He moves back to his nipples, whimpering, whining, wordlessly begging for relief until finally he feels it build. The tingle grows stronger, and his balls tighten. Finally he tenses, clamps his legs against and she pulls her hands and the wand away.
He moans out a âno,â the word trailing out of him low and bellowing as his cum oozes from the end of his caged cock and pools on her stomach. Itâs barely satisfying, and he rocks and grinds his hips in hopes of something just a bit more, but itâs no use. With one final shudder he is done. An orgasm, yes, but ultimately unsatisfying. He lets out a slight whimper and she gathers him into her, his hot cum between them, and pulls his face into her neck.
âYou came, baby,â she says. âYou came and we didnât even have to take off the cage.â
He nods into her, unable to speak, barely able to contain the mix of thoughts and emotions in his head: he finally got to cum, but it wasnât what he wanted or what he expected. It was her orgasm, finally, one she dictated to him and forced from him on terms ultimately her own.
âMaybe it can stay on longer this time,â she says, and he shudders with a rush of feeling and hears her bare her teeth in a lupine smile.
-WW
A new one starts tomorrow @itsprincessprettytoes
Oh, sweet thing⌠you think youâre hiding it so well under those âmanlyâ jeans? That soft, sheer black pantyhose hugging your legs, sliding against your skin with every step, reminding you whoâs really in control.
I love making my boys layer up like thisânylon under denim, a secret slutty secret that only I know about. It turns every meeting, every commute, every mundane errand into delicious humiliation. You feel feminine, exposed, owned⌠even when no one else can tell.
Reblog if the thought makes your caged clit throb. Reblog if youâre already sliding into a pair right now, just because Mistress said so.
Bonus task for my good girls: Wear them to work tomorrow. Send proof. If youâre extra pathetic and silky-smooth, I might let you edge through the fabric⌠but no release. Thatâs reserved for real cocks.
Whoâs my pantyhose princess today? Show me. đ đ¤
This is so humiliating, I have to buy a pantyhose!
So pretty when the drool runs down your chin onto your bra
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