The Cage

So I am coming up on 3 weeks of wearing a nighty every night.  It's been hard to remember some nights, but Mistress' recent threat to make me sleep in the cage for not wearing one is a powerful motivator.  Since I have promised to do so without hesitation adds an extra dynamic.  I kind of want to test Mistress to see if she will really do it, but at the same time, I don't want to sleep in the cage so I am not willing to test her.  I know it will suck.  I think of her adding additional ways for me to mess up so that she has more control over me.  While the mental image of the cage is powerful, I am sure it will be much more powerful after I spend a night in it and Mistress isn't afraid to use it.  It's a huge mind fuck, which I am a big fan of.  Here are some hot pics of what it might look like.

A bit of rambling

10 straight nights in a nighty
9 days since my last orgasm
7 days in chastity

Those three things have me in quite a state of mind.  Mistress is out of town and if I were not locked up, I believe I would have edged myself so many times one of those edges would have likely gone a bit too far and I would have spilled.  I am so careful about not going too far, that on those rare occasions when it does happen it's pretty much a ruined orgasm.

Every morning I have woken up in such a horny mood.  I wake myself up with naughty thoughts and desires.  The longer I go without orgasm, the more naughty they become.  I would be edging myself, but my new device keeps that from happening, but the lack of edging doesn't take away the desire.

Mistress said she was torn between having me locked up while she was gone, or making me cum into a pair of panties, to be used as a gag at a later time.  I absolutely loved it when she recently took a cum crusted pair of panties I had cum in over a year ago and used it as a gag.  Her wish to make me do that again has been playing in my mind over and over.  I came up with some variations of the idea.

• Mistress would order me to unlock myself, cum in a pair of panties and then immediately lock myself back up with the next numbered lock.  I would have to record it for proof I did as told.
• Mistress would have me put the panties in a ziplock and put it in the freezer for later use.  Instead of me sucking on dry cum, I would be sucking on gooey thawed cum.

In addition to this, I have been thinking about the marks I still have on my inner thighs from over a week ago.  I love wearing marks on my body that Mistress has given me.  I love being vulnerable and helpless so she can hurt me.  I fantasize about her hurting me more than she ever has.  I fantasize about being pushed past my limits and Mistress getting more turned on the more she hurts me.

Lastly, my nighties have me thinking about wearing soft, sexy, feminine clothes.  The erotic humiliation of wearing feminine items for Mistress is intoxicating.

I just had to ramble a bit on how I am feeling this morning. I miss my Mistress and when she's gone my mind goes into submissive overdrive for some reason.  I am a hot little mess today.    
 

Locked

So it turns out I measured wrong for my new chastity device.  The seller was kind to let me redo it for a reduced price, but the lead time is long.  I decided to make an adjustment to see if I could still wear it while waiting for the new device.  I am happy to announce that I can.  I have been locked full time for 52 hours, with no discomfort.  For that reason I removed the metal lock and installed the plastic tamper proof lock.  This device is comfortable enough that I won't get resentful if Mistress isn't into D/s.  I can stay locked 24/7 indefinitely and not dwell on it the whole time.  The best part is my balls don't get relentlessly tugged on so I can actually sleep through most erections.

To keep myself honest I went through all of my remaining security tags.  I wished I used them in order prior to this to make it easier, but I didn't.

Below is a list of all tags.  The grayed out ones are ones previously used.  I installed #537003 today.

Now I am locked until Mistress decides otherwise.  She con spot check the number to make sure I haven't cheated.  She's going on her trip soon so I am pretty certain I will be locked during that time.  I'll be lucky if she decides to use my cock sooner and then I can use the next tag.  Of course, there is no requirement to unlock me for me to pleasure her.  Some of my hottest times have been taking care of her while locked.

I am very excited to think I have found a comfortable, cheat proof, 24/7/365 solution to chastity.

More Demanding

I recently had a birthday and for the weeks leading up to it, Mistress kept asking me what I wanted.  I told her what I tell her every year and that I don't want a gift, I just want to be dominated by her.  I think she thinks I am kidding, but I'm not.  On Friday night Mistress and I went out to dinner.  She assured me that this weekend I would get my gift, but she didn't specify when.  She also told me that I was to start wearing a nighty "until I am told otherwise".  I initially assumed that was until I got my birthday domination session, but am under a different belief now.  I wore a nighty that Mistress picked out.  In my opinion, it's my most humiliating one.

That night, every time I tossed and turned, I would realize what I was wearing and then fantasize about what Mistress would do to me.  Needless to say I woke up extremely horny.  Saturday we had a lot of chores to do around the house.  Saturday night I again wore my nighty and again it had it's intended effect.  Let me note here that while I find this humiliating, I absolutely love it.  When Mistress makes me do anything feminine it goes straight to my brain.  Whether it's panties, or toenail polish, or more extreme things like a bra, or makeup, forcing me to do feminizing things pushes my buttons on all the right ways.  

Sunday we had more work to do but we stopped early and had some guests very for lunch and cocktails.  After several hours our guests left and Mistress said it was time for me to get the bedroom ready.  She instructed me to lay out all of the toys and such in her nightstand.  

I went to the bedroom and got it ready.  In my rush, I forgot a towel and also didn't have things as ready as Mistress liked.  I soon found myself blindfolded and spread eagle on our bed.  Mistress took a large rubber band and put it on my leg up around my thigh.  She put a couple clothespins on my nipples which I absolutely loved.  Mistress took turns stroking my cock, snapping the rubber band, and hitting me with various implements.  I begged her to not stop abusing me until I used my safeword.  I've really, really wanted to be abused for so long that it would have taken a lot for me to use it.  Between stroking my cock and keeping me on the edge, hitting me, busting my balls or using the Hitachi on the exterior of my prostate I was in heaven.  Endorphins, dopamine and any other natural drug BDSM creates in addition to my buzz had me riding such a high.  Additionally Mistress and put her fingers and a toy in my ass.  I felt so completely owned.  

At one point Mistress got off the bed and I heard a plastic bag.  I assumed and it was soon confirmed that Mistress had grabbed a pair of cum stained panties out of the bag.  The panties had been in the bag 2-3 years.  They were from a business trip I went on and Mistress made me cum in them a couple times.  She wet them with some water to refresh the scent and taste and shoved then in my mouth.  I was in humiliation heaven.  I would love to see this becoming a regular thing.

About half way through, Mistress pulled one of the clothespins off one of my nipples.  The pain was slow, but she sped it up by rubbing my nipple. The pain was intoxicating.  She waited to pull off the other one so I know that one was going to hurt more.  I loved it though.  

Out of everything that happened the thing that is stuck in my mind the most is what Mistress said to me.  She said that things would be changing.  She would be holding me more accountable.  That she was going to be more demanding and if necessary, meaner.  She told me that if I chose not to wear a nighty or forgot to pick up the dry cleaning, I would find myself locked in chastity and sleeping in a cage in the basement.  If I was mouthy or disrespectful, I would be tied to the extra bed all night.  If I refused any punishment, D/s would no longer exist for us.  I assured her that while I would hate to sleep in a cage, I would do it, solely because I yearn to have her take more control.  I can imagine crawling out of the cage after a long sleepless night and being so grateful to be let out and even more grateful that she cared enough exert more control over me.  Out of all the things that happened, the cage discussion was the hottest.

Eventually Mistress forced an orgasm out of me.  She was on top of me and I was in her tight pussy.  After I came, I was scared Mistress was going to sit on my face and make me clean her out.  We have had many discussions about making that my job every time I cum.  I'm pretty certain that if I had to do it every time, pretty soon it wouldn't be a big deal, but by only making me do it occasionally it's a much more difficult proposition.

Afterward, I was a molten mess.  My eyes were glassy, and I was in complete subspace.  While I had hoped to be pushed a little harder and forced to use my safeword, I was in seventh heaven.  All day yesterday I kept replaying the night before.  Even today replaying it has me so worked up.   I have managed to edge myself a couple dozen times.  I want to cum so bad and could sneak an orgasm, but not cumming is so more fulfilling.  I love my Mistress and the life we have built.          

A hot post from Tumblr

Very hot idea.

strappedown:

Have you ever been hooked up to a “Venus” milking...:


strappedown:

Have you ever been hooked up to a “Venus” milking machine?

I have. 

I can tell you that there is never enough restraints for what
that devious device can dish out.  If
your captor is KIND, he’ll operate it at a speed that will get you off relatively
quickly, and then turn it off and untie you.

If he is REALLY KIND he’ll operate it at a much slower pace,
and carefully monitor you, adjusting the speed slower when he sees that you are
really enjoying it.  The machine is
relentless and never gets tired, so eventually it can be stroking you ever so
slowly, and continue to do so until you sort of lose your mind, at which point
the restraints and gags really come in handy. 
An extended edging scene like that can last hours. 

And if he is the KINDEST OF ALL he’ll let it continue stroking
you AFTER you get off. You’ll really get a work out then, really test how secure
the restraints are, and really understand what it means to be milked.  That is when he turns the speed up and show
you just how fast that thing can stroke you. About five minutes into it you’ll
realize that, unlike a human arm, the thing won’t get tired.  How long will it take?  When does the agony of stroking continuous after
ejaculation turn into the pleasure of a second orgasm?  Everyone is different, but the machine will continue
to pump away regardless of how long your refractory period is.

The third orgasm is the real cincher.  Drenched in sweat, exhausted from struggling,
you learn the true definition of “being forced to cum by a machine.”

So if you ever get the opportunity to be hooked up to one,
don’t hesitate, and ask the operator to “Use a lot of restraints…and please be very,
very kind.”

Testing, Testing

In a little over 2 weeks from now, Mistress will be on a business trip for nearly a week.  My goal is to be prepared to be locked in chastity (is she chooses) while she is gone.  In order to do that I need to build up tolerance for my new chastity device since it uses the hole in my piercing to be secure.  So for the next couple weeks I will be wearing my device as much as possible while making sure I am safe in doing so.  As soon as Mistress left, I put my device on and left the keys in my desk drawer for the day.  My eventual goal is to be locked 24/7 for the rest of my life. Only released when Mistress wants me to be.  I'm amazed how light and comfortable it is to wear.

hungover and so very horny

I'm on a business trip and I'm hungover.  A perfect time to post!  I currently have a hotel coat hanger clipped to my nipples and the hanger through the piercing through my cock.  I can pretty much turn anything into a sex toy.

Last week my new chastity device arrived.  I like it a lot and had hoped to wear it on my trip, but adapting to it will take longer than I anticipated. I wore it for a bit last Wednesday. All day Thursday up until 2 in the morning.  Friday from 5 in the morning until sexy time at 7 in the morning Saturday.  It then sat in a box (hoping Mistress would discover) on the kitchen island until 5 am on Monday.  I wore it each day until 5ish PM.  I had hoped to wear it on my trip but when I took it off Tuesday there was a bit of blood from my piercing so I had to wait to get more adapted.  It's actually lighter than the piercing I currently wear so I am hoping to make this a permanent fixture in our world.  Locked unless I a being used.  It's sitting in a white box on my desk right now.  This blog post will be the first Mistress hears of my device.  

Since I am in my hungover sharing mood, I have been having a lot of fantasies over the last couple weeks about an upcoming trip we have.  We will be in a tropical location at an adults only resort where no one knows us.  I have been fantasizing about being extra naughty on this trip.  First off I imagine being in chastity the entire trip (including the pool) unless Mistress is using my cock.  That would be such a mind fuck all week.  I imagine her wearing the key to my chastity device on a necklace around her neck.  We agree if anyone asks, she tells them what it is for.  I have a super thick heavy duty cable collar/necklace that I was thinking about wearing. It's deniable, but at the same time I think about having to wear it the entire trip (especially at the pool) just to fuck with my mind.  I have also fantasized about not being allowed to bring any boys underwear and having to wear panties the entire trip as well as having to sleep in a nighty every night.  If I fail to do so, an extra humiliation or endurance of pain is performed.  On top of that I fantasize about being forced to have a painted toenail, clear painted fingernails, clear mascara or feminine deodorant, perfume or a bra when we go out in the evenings.  I will be bringing some porn to watch on the TV, including some transsexual porn.  I imagine having our restraint system available and a Hitachi in the room for Mistress to torture me with.    I imagine bringing a strap on and getting fucked every day of our trip.  I also think of being tied to a chair while Mistress pleasures herself watching porn seems so hot to me.  Having a clothes hanger attached to my nipples and the hook through my piercing while tied and teased makes me tremble in excitement. I have so many ideas running through my mind right now, I am blushing.  I would run on some more, but have to get to work.  I sure miss my Mistress. 

Sexual Sadism

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Teetering

It's been a while since I have posted as life just gets in the way sometimes.  There hasn't been much going on in my kinky mind except Sunday and today.  Sunday and today are hangover days.  Saturday night Mistress and I spent a night out of town with friends and we had a little too much to drink.  I woke up hungover and horny.  My mind immediately went to naughty thoughts.  I had imagined us going home and Mistress tying me down to the bed and teasing me for hours and not letting me cum.  We would watch TV in bed and she would torment my nipples and cock all day long.  Not practical, but still very thought provoking for my dirty mind.

Today I find myself in a similar situation.  I picked up my car this morning and on the way home decided to be a little naughty today. I told myself that I as soon as I got home I would lock myself in chastity, and wear something naughty.  When I got home I locked myself up, went into the closet and picked out one of the dresses that hang in the back.  A slutty dress isn't complete without slutty heels.  I went down to the locked closet and put some strappy 6 inch heels on (a true six inches, no platform).  I promised myself I would keep them on until 9am or until I finished this post and it's almost 9:30 now.  I made my breakfast and did some work and it was very awkward teetering in those heels, but exhilarating.

On a side note.  I had a recent dream.  I arrived at a house and walked in the front door.  Inside was a woman and she pointed me upstairs.  I went up into a bedroom and there was a man tied to the bed and blindfolded.  I shoved my cock in his mouth and fucked his face until I came and then I left.  I think he was reluctantly expecting it.  It was very quick and straight to the point, but surprising I had another dream where I was sexual with a man.  

Choices made for me

Last night Mistress and I went out to dinner.  When we came home we had to do some quick chores before relaxing on the couch.  I asked Mistress to grab something comfortable for me to wear when she went upstairs to change clothes.  She came down with a pair of women's yoga/lounge pants.  The pants are subtle, but certainly feminine.  There is no place for my cock and balls so they are fairly prominent.  I didn't think much of it last night, but I realized this morning that it had been some time since Mistress picked out something for me to wear.  There is something very powerful about picking out another person's clothes.  It goes perfectly with my desire to have control taken from me.  As I was lying in bed waking up this morning my mind raced about other things being chosen for me.

• Men's clothes.  I love it when Mistress chooses what she wants me to wear, especially if I have already chosen something else and she makes me change.
• Toys.  Wearing a butt plug or cock and ball toy gets me very hot.
• Panties.  I love it when Mistress picks out panties for me to wear, especially when I am not expecting it (like getting out of the shower).
• For a total mind fuck add a bra.
• Being told to wear pantyhose, stockings or any other feminine undergarment.  Especially when together.
• Women's trouser socks instead of mail socks.  Depending on the sock, it could be very feminine and I would be afraid of being found out no matter how unlikely. 
• Finding a nighty on the bed when I least expect it is a rush.
• Being told to paint my nails is also a rush.  Especially my fingernails.  I got hard thinking of wearing pink nail polish on my fingernails for a day or 2 on a weekend.
• Women's deodorant.  Having Mistress pick out a feminine deodorant for me to wear and her telling me when to wear it, is very hot to me.
• Women's perfume.  I fantasize about Mistress making me wear perfume at certain times.  I imagine her spraying my underwear drawer with a slutty scent.  I imagine having to wear it to bed so that I can't get it out of my mind.
• Chastity.  Being told to go in chastity is the ultimate forced item to wear. 

Choking on a dildo

It's been several days since I have edged.  I really had no intention of edging until I saw the video above.  I have seen several stills and GIFs of the above video but this is the first time I have seen it with sound and context.  In previous posts I have mentioned how I want to have my mouth raped by a dildo.  The man above does a pretty good job of taking it all, but you can see him try to pull back and you can hear him gag.  Additionally you can hear him sniffle like someone has been crying which I am sure the dildo has made his eyes water.  I love her taunting and how well she pushes him beyond what is comfortable.  During my edge I went from soft to having to stop in less than a minute and edges 5-6 times in short order.  I only stopped so that I didn't leak and have to lick it up.

My mood over the last couple days

The last few days I have run across some pictures of cross-dressers that are really good.  Some are so good, you can't even tell which for me kind of defeats the purpose.  There is just something about all of the feminine items a woman can wear.  I get mesmerized my all the fabrics and styles and how they make my cock stir.  While I am straight and very happy with my obviously male body, I am somewhat jealous of those that can pass and even more jealous of those that aren't afraid of going out dressed up.  There is just something about wearing something feminine that goes deep into my brain, even if it's under my male clothes.  Here are some of the pictures I found that are good, but not so good that you can't tell they are guys.

 

Gym Torture

I workout a few times a week and because of how I am wired I think of all the naughty things you can do with the equipment.  I mean, look below.  This dungeon is set up very gym like.  Each piece of equipment having a purpose, open floors, pulleys and levers, mirrors, etc.

For that reason I dream up ways to be tortured or torture another if I had the chance.  I imagine being tied down to a bench, head lower so my ass is up on the air and having my ass beaten until I was in tears.

Or a predicament bondage situation.

Or given a beating

Or displayed and fucked by a machine

Or dressed in Femme and displayed or put to work.