I'm glad you came to see me. I'm sure you're intimately familiar with the government's Female First initiative, after all it was the program that led to the introduction of the male chastity law and has probably led to a lot of sleepless nights thanks to the cage you're locked in as a result.
Well unfortunately the latest policy announcements mean that all scholarships for male students have been rescinded, and the funds reallocated to more important areas; as one of our most promising students however I'd hate to see your education suffer, so I've spoken with the Dean and worked out a solution that makes everyone happy.
To put it bluntly, one of our sororities is in need of a new slave, and I think you'd be perfect for the role. It won't be easy, you'll have a whole house of budding female supremacists to take care of after all who will delight in teasing and tormenting you. In return for your service however you'll be provided with accommodation until you graduate, namely a cage in the basement dungeon, and all your tuition fees will be covered. You'll even be eligible for an orgasm once a semester, if the girls allow it. With so many years of denial ahead of you anyway this might be a final opportunity for a little pleasure that you never could've hoped for otherwise.
I'll give you a few minutes to think about it. In the meantime why don't you crawl under the desk and thank me for being so considerate? My slave is having a check-up at the bondage asylum this morning so I haven't cum in almost 2 hours if you can believe it!
You met Sadie for the first time at the start of the year and you two hit it off straight away. You started dating soon after. She was incredible and you fall in love with her all little more with each day.
But when it became to physical intimacy she became a bit wierd. She loved receiving oral from and you loved how she squirmed and screamed your name when she came.
But then she never wanted to take it further, she gave you the occasional handjob but it always felt like she didn't want to touch you.. which hurt you.
It left you sexually frustrated and confused since it did feel like she loved you and liked being with you. You tried talking about it but she told you she couldn't yet.
Your frustration grew and you ended up lashing out at her. You hadn't seen or spoken to each other until you got a text from her.
The dreaded: 'we need to talk'
So here you stood in her apartment bedroom. The silence was deafening until you decided to break it
"Sadie, please talk to me. When we go on dates and stuff I can feel the love from you but when it comes to physical intimacy you don't even want to touch me and it makes me feel ugly and undesirable." You share. Sadie shifted on the bed looking uncomfortable. A small box said beside her.
"I sometimes don't even know how you feel about me."
"I do love you, y/n. There is just..." Sadie halted again. You could see a pain in her eyes.
You moved onto your knees and grabbed her hand. "Is it something I did or said that makes you uncomfortable?" You asked. Sadie just shook her head and started crying.
You quickly hugged and she clung onto to you as if she were drowning. "Please.. Sadie. Just talk to me. It's okay."
"It's not you. You.. have been so sweet and patient. I love you so much." She spoke through sobs.
You sat back, kept holding her hands. When Sadie calmed down she shared her painful story with you. She didn't think she was ready for dating again until she met you. She hadn't instantly felt comfortable around a man in years.
But when it came to intimacy she relapsed into her shell. You sat and talked some more. You thanked her for sharing this with you. Then you asked what you could do to help her get through this.
"I won't pressure you anymore for sex. I'll wait till your ready. And I'll be happy to make you feel good if you want to. No obligation for you to return the favor." You told her.
Sadie finally was able to smile and hugged you before kissing your cheek. "Thank you for not making me like I'm broken."
She then squirmed a bit. "I.. I did do some research and I think I've found something to help us with physical intimacy untill I'm ready." She suggested so cautiously.
It made you chuckle a bit, lightening the mood in the room after the heavy conversation you just had.
"And what did your research tell you?" You probed.
Sadie grabbed the box and opened it pulling out a metal chastity cage. You couldn't deny it when you saw it, a strange surge of heat shot through your body and your dick got harder.
"it's a chastity-" Sadie started to speak.
"I.. I know what it is, Sadie." You interjected. She looked up at you and nodded. You didn't know why but seeing that tool in her hand made you hot all over.
"If you could wear this for me, I will keep the keys so it will take the pressure off me during intimacy."
"B.but I won't be able to get off." You note.
"Well.. they say chastity will ensure my pleasure is shared with you. They also say you can still cum in chastity." She shifted toward you. "Please.. can't we just try it? I want to be able to be intimate with you, touch you all over but right now.. I just can't."
Her earnest plea pushed you over the bridge. "O.okay, Sadie. We can try it."
Sadie quickly handed you the cage. "w.what, like right now?" You asked and Sadie nodded. You felt a little shiver of pleasure and nerves when you started to partially undress.
Sadie was looking at you as you slid the ring around your cock and balls. Your dick started to get hard again when you slid the tube around the tip. You slowly pushed it down but your dick fought you as you noticed Sadie bite her lip.
Eventually you got it down. "Sadie.. can you?" You had to ask her as you had to keep it down. The way your dick pulsed and throbbing against the cage felt so much better than you ever could have imagined.
It got so much 'worse' when Sadie slide the lock inside the cage and twisted the key and pulled it out.
It was done. You just locked your dick in chastity for Sadie who held the only two keys. The two of you then watched a movie together and Sadie was smiling and happily snuggled up against you. It felt really good on so many levels.
But the physical arousal was something else. You were so aware of the cage. There was this buzz of pleasure. It was soft but a constant. It rose whenever you heard Sadie giggle or when she accidentally squeezed you.
You didn't spent the night at her place. The night was rough. Your nocturnal erections kept waking you not too mention the constant dreams you had of Sadie.
You tried rubbing the cage to get off but it didn't work, you needed the keys. You needed her. But you could only hope she was going to be ready to have sex soon because this damned cage was incredible frustrating to wear and dangerously pleasureable.
I bet you thought you were so slick, but I'm onto you mister. Your little secret?
All that time you wanted me to try your chastity fantasy, it just didn't make sense that you'd break so fast and start begging me to let you cum after just a few weeks, and then when I actually did you seemed almost disappointed. That's when I realised, your fantasy isn't just about wanting to be caged, you need me to want you caged, to tease you to the brink of insanity and deny you even as your entire body is screaming out for an orgasm, for no other reason than because I simply don't want to let you.
No need to respond, how much you're twitching down there has already told me everything, and you'll be glad to hear that I've decided to dive in fully, because you won't be cumming for a very long time. Who knows, maybe this is the start of your completely orgasm-free life...
I underestimated just how strictly she'd be enforcing the rules of the trial... or what exactly constituted 'complaining' in her eyes. By the end of the original week my chastity sentence had already risen to nearly three months as the burning needs to cum grew from the daily teasing mistakes only became more and more frequent, alongside her sadism, and I'd be lucky to make it through a single day without adding at least a week.
After three months I still had more than six to go, and by the time I'd been locked for a full year any hope I had of an orgasm ever again stretched well into 2030... Then during a tender moment I was laying in her arms as one hand of hers absentmindedly ran across the bars of my cage, and I began to sob.
"Aww babe, are you having a hard time?" she asked, and I nodded.
"I admit this game has gone a little further than I expected, I just never realised how much fun it could be to deny you. Maybe there is one thing I can do to ease your tension... Down boy, I'm not letting you cum don't be silly. Besides it's not the lack of orgasms that's driving you so crazy- it's the hope that you might finally get one! So I propose that we stop the trial here, and accept that your denial is just permanent now, then maybe you can find peace with it.
Or we can just carry on, you keep trying to serve the remaining... five years, four months and sixteen days of your sentence, and try to keep your sanity. Your choice babe"
"MMFF.. mmm!! You moaned as your face was buried in your wife's pussy. Your tongue was busy painting a masterpiece and you could hear her moan like crazy.
You two were holding hands when she close and you felt her grip tighten when she came again. It was her third orgasm in a short time and she finally collapsed forwards atop of you her face ending up close to you painfully trapped erection.
She was too exhausted to tease you though but you did feel her heavy breaths on your member. Eventually she recovered and bit and ended sitting on your lap facing you.
"Was that enough to earn a release?" You jokingly asked her making her chuckle and shake her head.
"Being cheeky are we? Mmm?" She said tickling you a little which you quickly reciprocated. She was much more ticklish than you.
"H.hey. hahah stop it.. hihihi or I'm definitely keeping you locked." She exclaimed in between laughter. You quickly pulled back.
"Oh snap!" You jokingly reacted to her threat. She straddled you a bit, her pussy grinding on your caged cock. Your whole body shuddered in pleasure.
Elizabeth grinned. "You are already trembling in pleasure. Your little dick can't handle my pussy anymore. That time is a long way behind us." She said with a low purr."
"Fuck. Liz." You whimpered in delightful frustration.
"It's just fact my love." She hummed with absolute confidence.
"You allowed me to lock your dick in steel. You allowed me tease, edge and deny." She continued, ever word making you feel more aroused and submissive.
"I haven't allowed you to fuck my pussy for months now. I can make cum in that little cage." She now growled driving the point home.
"You are my submissive slut." She stated.
You were shaking from head to toe with arousal. Her declaring ownership like that had you riled up like crazy.
"Mmm.. j.jezus.. Liz.." you whimpered again. She just grinned now grinding back and forth in your lap.
She leaned in closed and pulled your head back.
"I love you so fucking much, but..." she whispered in your ear.
"Know your place, boy." She added, grinding faster. She could feel and hear you breath.
"Now.. cum for me if you understand you are my perfect, chaste pet." She breathed down your neck before nibbling on your skin sending you straight to Submissive heaven.
"Ffuck!!" You cried cumming harder than you had in ages. You clung onto Liz as you rode out your orgasm.
"That's my Good boy." She whispered sweetly before kissing your cheek.
In the beginning she would try to assure me that my chastity was only ever meant to be a temporary thing. It had begun based on a recommendation from her sister after she learned about my 'performance issues' to help train me to focus on something other than my own selfish pleasure; any time I failed to fully satisfy her in bed my cock would find itself locked up for an increasingly long and frustrating sentence.
Just a few days at first, but quickly that became a week, then two weeks, three weeks, then a whole month, with minor reductions available for each hour I agreed to be tied down and edged or for every dozen orgasms I licked her to. By the end of that first year I was spending more time in chastity than out, having what I could only assume was the intended effect as my body began to crave her orgasms as it trembled with pent up lust, and my brain learned that it was so much happier when I didn't cum.
Meanwhile for her part she'd underestimated the intoxicating feeling keeping me denied for endless weeks and months, and found more and more that she dreaded those brief times I would be free of my cage. Her sister has earned this might happen and just encouraged her to embrace life as a goddess; I seemed perfectly content in my new place as her slave after all so where was the harm?
If I could've thought straight maybe I would have begged her not to when she announced her decision to make my denial permanent, but as sexually broken for her as I'd become I instead smiled, thanked her and asked to worship her pussy instead.
Krysten was unlike any woman you had ever met. She was funny as hell and she radiated confidence and strength and to say you were instantly attracted to her was an understatement.
It was no secret to you that you were attracted to a strong, independent woman. It was also no secret that you had a strong desire to be with a sexually dominant woman.
But you had recently broken up with a woman who showed no respect for your boundaries so you wished to take it slow. You had even told Krysten that, without much detail.
She understood. Yet... Here you were in her apartment, half naked with Krysten atop you in nothing but lingerie with her heels still on.
Your whole body felt so good and she somehow had you wrapped around her finger and obeying her every command.
"Look at you, y/n. So willing, so compliant." She purred rubbing her hands over your exposed chest.
"Krysten." You moaned softly.
"I know, cutie. We'll take it slow." She spoke warmly before leaning down bringing her head next to yours.
"Agonizingly slow. I'm going to edge you until your brain leaks from your skull and you'll be begging me to lock you in steel." She whispered, you gasped and whimpered, squirming underneath. She then slowly pushed herself up her pussy grinding on your dick.
"So... What color are you feeling right now?" Krysten asked, her fingers gently caressing your chest. The question made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Things were moving fast but you felt safe and comfortable with her.
"Green." You said with confidence.
"Good." She growled with a hunger that made you sink deep into subspace. She reached behind and swung back with cuffs in her hands. One by one your hands were secured to the bed. She then grabbed a bottle of lube and sat on your body her gorgeous ass close to your face.
She then went to work on your cock with a mix of the most amazing, sensual verbal teasing alongside an expert touch that had you going crazy with pleasure.
She edged your cock for what felt like hours. Pleasure beyond your imagination but never letting you cum. Your cock could only cry tears of frustration. Your dick becoming more and more sensitive until you called out 'Orange' as pleasure started to turn into pain.
Krysten hands let go. "Good boy! You lasted so much longer than I expected." She praised. She looked back.
"You think you still have the strength to pleasure your Goddess." She purred. You nodded eagerly to which she could only smile.
"God.. you really are something else. I love it." She squealed as she briefly stood up to rid herself of her panties.
Her pussy was already soaking wet before she smothered your face and you got to taste her sweet nectar.
And just as she predicted by the time the scene was over and the two of you were chatting you wanted to explore things further.
"Krysten?" You asked quietly, comfortably curled up against her.
"Hmm?" She hummed.
"w.would you like to cage my cock? Own my pleasure, my orgasms. Make me yours for a while?" You asked. She started laughing.
"What a strange way to ask me out for a second date." She teased you.
"But yes... I'd love to own such a sweet boy like you." She stated. It left your heart racing and wanting to find out if you'd finally found the right woman.
Time to decide your next chastity sentence babe! We both agree you need to be locked up for your own good, but while you haven't been good enough to deserve a short sentence, you haven't been bad enough to warrant a cruelly long one either so I thought this would be a good way to split the difference.
One of the options in here could see you getting to cum again in just a week, but at least one might see you left throbbing in your cage for months beyond what even I was think is reasonable... Or if you're too scared, we can always just leave you locked indefinitely until I think you've earned your release. So, shall we play?
Hmm, not bad but this isn't nearly as much precum as we'd expect from a male in your position- one who's been in lifetime chastity since he was eighteen and not able to cum even once. It's okay, a few months in the bondage asylum with our teasers should get you back up to speed- and worst case scenario you'll get to spend a few months surrounded by hot girls whose sole purpose is to turn you on!
You must even qualify for our next study, a drug that makes it literally impossible for you to cum no matter how hard you try.
Whenever the topic arose in the months and years to come, Jenna could always trace her decision to lock him in chastity back to that weekend, to that very moment in fact.
After a hot and heavy start to their relationship where they found themselves tearing each other's clothes off at every available opportunity, the lake trip with their friends forced them to play it cool as moments alone became impossible to come by. He'd confessed to her already that he was something of a jerk-off addict and struggled to go more than a few hours without cumming; she assumed it was just an exaggeration, but now Jenna could see just how much her beloved boyfriend was suffering as even there, after just a day without sex, she could feel him throbbing against her leg. He really needed help controlling himself, and she knew just how to give it.
The packages were waiting in her mailbox when they finally got home a few days later and she decided not to waste a single moment before dragging him into the bedroom and revealing her first surprise: a pair of solid handcuffs that he was too out of his mind with lust to even question as Jenna shackled him to the headboard. The second package got a bit more of a response, but he was unable to resit as the red ball-gag was slipped past his teeth and pulled tight behind his head. The third, meanwhile, waited ominously on the dresser as she got to work. Hours passed by in a haze as she teased him in every way she knew, and a few more that done girls online had been happy to suggest; bringing him right to the edge over and over without letting him slip past until it was time...
The room was filled with an odour of sweat and lust when finally she slid his cock inside her pussy, grinding back and forth with her nails digging into his chest while he did his best to thrust deeper inside. She was so turned on by the whole scene that it wasn't long before Jenna was in the throws of an orgasm, and his own quickly followed as her muscles gripped his cock tight, before she collapsed on top of him, panting. There was still one last element to take care of before exhaustion could overwhelm them both however, and as she felt him soften inside her she decided it was time to introduce her 'rehabilitation' program.
His eyes widened in panic as she opened the final package and show him the tight steel cage within. Jenna explained that their trip had made abundantly clear he couldn't be trusted with his own pleasure, so from that moment on she would be managing his orgasms for him. They could still have sex, in fact they'd probably have more than ever, but if he wanted any of their activities to end with him cumming he'd have to earn it first. He tried to resist of course, but with his balls drained there was little fight he could put up and all he could do was watch as the cage slid on and locked firmly shut.
Watch and learn girls, each slave is unique so it's important when training one that you learn what he likes and dislikes, so you can punish and reward him properly. For example this one is a total masochist, so there's no point whipping him or kicking him in the balls when he's been naughty, and he's already in permanent chastity so there's no sentence to extend. What he hates more than anything in the world is being tickled however, and just a few minutes will have him earnestly begging for mercy...
I never told you, did I? How since I was a girl all I ever wanted was a slave of my own. I'd read in history class about how men used to rule the world and think they were so superior, and felt so relieved whenever I saw one being pulled along by his Mistress at the end of a leash that wrapped around his balls, knowing women finally put you in your place. I needed to feel that for myself.
Then we started dating in college and you were so handsome, so self assured, and so certain you wouldn't fall victim to the male chastity laws like so many of your friends that I knew you were the one. That's why I paid the nurse at your assessment to make sure you failed, edging you so long and hard you couldn't help but cum without permission. Afterwards all I had to do was wait until the cage broke you and offer the collar as your way out! A rare orgasm or two in exchange for a lifetime of service seemed more than fair.
Don't bother getting indignant, even if anyone believed the word of a slave you've probably shrunk enough by now that you'd still be in chastity forever anyway.
Oops! Sorry babe, it turns out I really can't see shit in this gauze mask. I meant to program your chastity app to let you cum once per hour while I'm at the gala tonight... but instead I accidentally set it to edge you once per minute! Now the limo is here too so I don't have time to change it; I promise I'll more make it up to you once him home assuming you're still, you know, conscious. I'm talking the really freaky shit I don't even let my bulls do to me.
Until then just have fun I guess, I'll try my best to hurry home...
