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No it doesn't.
I heard one of them say, "Look who's here, boy." I turned to see my vanilla boyfriend standing in the doorway, staring at me. I was collared with a cage on my cock, wearing a thong. His jaw was on the floor. My owners started to laugh. One of them asked, "How do you like your bf now? Do you want to watch us fuck him. You want to be the cuck?" They both laughed. I turned ten shades of red. I could feel my toes flush with embarrassment.
After what seemed like forever, he spoke. "At least now I know it wasn't about me. I don't want to date a faggot. As soon as they're done with you, come by my place. The few things you have there will be out front. Make sure you keep him caged guys. Fags wear cages."
The sex after all of that was spectacular. As he suggested, they did not take my cage off. I drove by his house and my stuff was in a box out front. I picked it up and there was a note. It said, āHereās your things faggot. Iād tell you to come in so I could spank you for what youāve done but youād probably like it.ā He wasnāt wrong of course but my owners had already spanked me good, so I didn't need it.
This is a very important part of a new sub's training. It has to behave like a submissive. Thinking like one and then getting off to it is not a proper way for a boy to become what it is. A boy needs to execute every day tasks as a submissive. That is how it transforms into what it is.
Today, heās undergoing hydration training. Heās used to drinking from a glass, and needs to learn how to drink from a bowl, even if heās not being trained as a pup. He is a faggot. A bowl is a more proper way for him to hydrate.
Look how cute he is with his chain collar slurping up the water. Heās clearly new at it, but heāll get better. Thatās what training is for. Thatās what practice is for.
Heās got some ink on his shoulder. Itās always funny when I see a boy with ink. Seems he was trying to hide himself and look like a man. Haha. Silly boy. Nature always wins. Itās OK. You got where you needed to go and now youāre learning how to live like you should. That is good boy behavior.
Did you say something boy? For your sake I hope that was someone else. You will speak when I give you permission, not before or until. Don't play with me today boy. I'd hate to have to make an example of you in front of everyone. No one will leave here thinking I'm not in total control of you. Now, go fetch me some water, faggot.
The fit is perfect boy. He's going to love how you look. Your cage is almost noticeable. He'll like that there is the potential for exposure. That's important to keep a new faggot like you in line.
That's what's going to happen isn't it? He's going to keep me caged and keep me in line.
Well of course boy. It's what you need and if it isn't what you want, soon it will be.
I feel myself starting to change. It isn't just a need anymore. I'm beginning to want it.
There's nothing wrong with wanting it, boy. I know the change is difficult, but it's worth it. My Master has had me caged for a little over two years. I'm a caged faggot too.
I thought you might be. Could I reach out to you when I have a question or need support.
Of course, faggot. We're in this together.
You can be my alpha boy! Haha.
That's exactly what I am faggot and don't forget it.
Yes sir. Sorry sir.
Chad, the deck hands need to clean that side of the boat. Why don't you and your faggot go to the other side for a bit.
Will do. Thanks for letting me know.
I remember asking him what serving him would be like. He said, āIt would be like you, hairless with a chastity cage on your cock. It would be like you, doing whatever I told you to do. It would be like you, hearing me call you faggot instead of the name your parents gave you. Thatās what it would be like boy. Are you ready?"
As you can see, I was.
You're always at the ready with your camera. Is there a particular shot you'd like, Sir? I trust you approve my outfit. You laid is out.
I think you look fantastic. The suit is perfectly fitted to your taught faggot body.
It's just like the cage you bought me Sir. Everything is snug and, as you say, 'perfectly fitted'. My submission is sealed inside. All I can do is become an even bigger faggot. It's wonderful.
Excellent. Now, be a good girl, fix your tie and get me a martini. You know how I like them.
Yes Sir. One martini, coming up.
I fought it hard. I really did. Eventually, though I just gave up and gave in. Iāll never forget it. We were on our way to the gala and he really wanted me to wear it under my tuxedo. He was exasperated. Finally, he looked me right in the eye and said, āI donāt know what to tell you. They wouldnāt make chastity cages if there werenāt boys like you that needed to wear them.ā There was something about the way he said it. I had a few questions which were more performative than anything. Then he put the cage on my cock and locked me up. Iām a caged faggot. It feels really good under my tux. I can't wait for him to fuck me what we get home.
I love when he has me wear pinstripes. Thereās just something about them that make me happy I'm a caged faggot. I was wearing pinstripes the night he caged me. Iāll never forget it. He locked me up and then had me get dressed. He tapped my cage, kissed me and whispered in my ear. He said, āYouāre my faggot. Donāt ever forget that. Whenever you are having a tough time or are unsure, text me, call me, or just take a deep breath and remind yourself that you are owned. You are my faggot.ā He's always been there for me. I am his faggot. Thank you Sir!
All the way boy. Show everyone your caged boy cock. Show everyone how you roll. Show everyone what you are.
Of course Iām caged. Iām not gay. Iām a faggot. Thereās a difference. I didnāt realize what it was until he locked me up. I remember saying to him after a week, āThis is totally different than just being gay.ā He laughed and said, āGay boys get to make decision. Fags follow the decisions others make.ā Heās so right. When he said it, I actually started to try to get hard in my cage, which of course was impossible and also felt wonderful.
Clearly, this boy has been well trained. Heās collared and as his Master puts the ball gag in his mouth, he very naturally opens his mouth and accepts it. This particular situation seems to be more for punishment than anything else, but who cares why. Heās a fag, do whatever you.
After about a month of dating, he said, āSeems like weāre going to do this for a while. If youāre OK with it, Iād like to define who does what around certain things so we donāt end up arguing about silly nonsense.ā I had relationships before where everything was an argument so I was like, yeah letās do it.
It started out simple enough around date nights, meal decisions and logistical things. Three months later, this is me. Iām caged, collared and cuffed. I wear a chastity cage 95% of the time. I have a small chain collar that never comes off. When I come home, I take off all my clothes, put on my black leather house collar, as well as my wrist and ankle cuffs. When Iām ready I kneel before him ask how heād like me to begin my submission. Our roles are 100% defined now. No arguments and no nonsense. I never thought it would take being a faggot to live like this. If I had known, I wouldāve done it sooner.
My girlfriend dumped me two weeks ago. Now Iām hairless and waiting for her brother to cage me. When I met her parents, her father looked at her and said, āHeās more your brothers speed, donāt you think?ā I didnāt know what he was talking about but I do now. Iām a fag and today Iām going to get caged and start living like one.
Stop fighting it faggot. Just cause youāre taller doesnāt mean youāre the man. You know you want it. Take a deep breath boy. Here it comes.
He helped me put it on. It felt so good. We started to make out and I just strained in it. After we were both ripe, he flopped me on my back and started to fuck me. I couldnāt believe I was caged and getting fucked like a girl, but it was happening. I could feel the ecstasy start to build. I never imagined I could cum with a cage on my dick, but I did. We both came at about the same time. It was unbelievable. Best sex of my life.
When he realized I came to, he smiled and said, āThatās excellent boy, but not in the way you might think.ā I didnāt know what he meant, but I was ready to take it off. He smiled and gave me the key. I asked if he wanted the cage back. He smiled and said, āKeep it boy. Iām pretty sure youāre going to want to put it on later.ā I had no interest in putting it on again but knew how expensive they were and didnāt want to be ungrateful so I kept it.
I woke up the next morning and put it on. I couldnāt stop thinking about it. I had to have that feeling again. When I saw him at work that afternoon, he looked at my crotch and smiled. I got very self-conscious and asked if he could notice it. He said, āI knew youād have it on. You came in that cage. Youāll be in and out of chastity for the rest of your life. Youāre a fag. Enjoy it.ā