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on Jul 3, 2019

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Sometimes things happen - things you'd never expect. So let me tell you a story about one such a thing.
I (my name is Christopher, but everybody calls me Chris) moved to Texas from Europe about 10 years ago, just a few years after I finished my University. A month after I migrated I met Jane - she was wonderful, a thin but very feminine and "rounded" woman....

My very worst fear and quite possibly biggest fantasy have finally come true. Sir and I have been discussing his long-term goals for me, and he wanted to know my preferences so he could perhaps take them into consideration in his decision if he so chose to. The topic we were to discuss? Denial. Orgasm denial. Permanent orgasm denial. He wants to know if I li...

Disclaimer: this is my story, hence it is my intellectual property, do not post elsewhere without my permission. This story is for adults, and should be treated as such, at the moment it should only be available at the ooc section of the following dot-coms: lockedinlace, fictionmania, bdsmlibrary, literotica and mistressdyvia. An alternate version will most...

CONTRACT of SLAVERY and
DEED of OWNERSHIP
Whereas I, submissive p, hereafter called "The SLAVE", agrees to voluntarily give up all rights, personal and legal, and become the personal property of Mistress M, hereafter called "The OWNER"; and, whereas The OWNER has accepted The SLAVE as her legally titled property, the purpose of this Slave Contract is to co...

The camera man brought Ava Abrams to their manager's house, a small mansion in a quiet bedroom town only a twenty-minute commute out of the city. On the way Ava was given back her clothes which her colleague had picked up from the floor of the theater. She also opened her slave training kit which she received from a secretary on the way out of the courthouse...

Chapter 2 - Submission
After Paul's acceptance of Linda's terms the real submission starts and first changes are made.
Suddenly she wasn't stern any longer. She just smiled. But not a happy smile, more like a smile of satisfaction.
'How long will I be locked in this thing? Where are the keys?'
'Well, Initially I planned on keeping you in there for two w...

It was one of those weekends. I had fallen on ice. I thought it was nothing but the pain wouldn't stop on Monday morning despite what I used to calm it.
So I went to the hospital.
"Mr Dan to the plaster room please you have broken your arm."
Off I went to the plaster room. And waited my turn.
"Mr Dan please."
I was faced with 2 lovely nurses. I undresse...

I kissed Tina's boots as the two ladies lounged above me on the couch drinking red wine. The taste and smell of her suede boots mixed with her perfume caused me to get excited again in the chastity device.
"I've been sooo horny, and there are just no good men around. I'm so glad you let me come over and play." Tina's voice stretched out.
"You're welcome an...

"I'm sorry!" Kate blurted in obvious distress as she hustled into Belinda's house, "I slept with that new guy."
Belinda closed and locked the door behind her, and followed the jumpy blonde into the kitchen. Kate's outfit of old blue jeans and tight pink tee shirt was no doubt a world away from how she had dressed the night before.
Belinda sighed. She had...

I love being a sissy. I have been in permanent chastity since 27 Sep 2016, and am loving it.
I have sissy training rules that are focused on keeping me doing the household chores and training me to be rented out as a cheap sissy whore/maid, a list of sissy motivational sayings which I listen to on repeat whilst doing nightly chores, and service rules for th...

Carl was shaking when he walked back into his own house, the memories of the night before vivid in his mind. The image of his own face after the make over and his wife's face filled with both pain and pleasure, her tired cries froze into his mind, replaying over and over. The worse part was the memories made him erect which only hurt due to the chastity devi...

It was in the year 2012. After along six year war that started in China spread to the Middle East, then to Africa and then to Europe and ultimately to North America.
Miraculously, South America and the Isles in the Caribbean and Oceania had remained untouched, it was a war initially caused by local food shortages brought about by floods, then acute energy s...

"I can't quit my job!" Carl had protested when Olivia told him to resign the night before but now as he stood here in front of his boss, with a quickly typed out letter he realized what control he had over his life was being stripped away.
"You can and you will." Olivia had answered and the look in her eyes dared him to take it further. Serena of course wa...

After staring at the pink collar, I looked into Tammy's eyes hazel eyes and nodded.
"I need to hear you say it, sweetie."
Her voice was soft and gentle yet there was a commanding tone to it that made me feel meek.
"Tammy. I would like to serve you as your live-in slave."
I am not the type of person who makes hasty decisions but there is something about T...

Please feel free to comment with what you like or hate, I love the feedback.
The rest of the week continued in the same way as the previous day, only the mistress allowed us to drive the car to school and the theater for which we were thankful. By avoiding the bus, we were able to avoid Evan and Katy for the most part. We did of course run into them outside...

My name is Dave and I am a 27 year old man living in Connecticut and I have a great job, my own place, a nice car, and live a pretty normal life. Other than the fact that I am extremely kinky and love dominant women and wanted a Domme. This is a story about how I met Princess Jazmin.
I was home one night and was screwing around online, looking for something...

Sometimes life gets in the way and busy schedules don't allow for other pursuits. Mistress and I hadn't played in nearly a month and although we shared intimacy, I was growing anxious for more. Compounding matters was the fact that although Mistress had told me I'd remain in the punishment cage for only two weeks until we could find a suitable cock for me to...

The call from Mistress Andrea made my day. I hadn't seen her for over a week and was looking forward to playing with her & having my chastity finally removed. You should know that Mistress and I have known each other for many years and have I always enjoyed being her sissy sub.
Lately she has been training me to be more feminine in appearance. I have been r...

Brett woke up the next day with the sun shining in through their bedroom noticing his wife wasn't in the room with him. He stepped out of bed, put his panties from last night on and walked downstairs for coffee.
He saw a note on the counter.
"Good morning Britt,
I had to run and get a few things from the office. I should be home soon. Take a relaxing ba...

Patty and I have been married for 23 years. Our sex life hasn't been what I'd call "conventional" (my erection is a little less than three inches hard) but things were OK six years ago, until she had our youngest, Brad. Since then our sex life became less and less active, which wasn't all due to my small size. Patty never mentioned it or complained about it...

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Announcing the release of our short story, From Stepbrother To Stepsissy Part 4.
Announcing the release of our short story, From Stepbrother To Stepsissy Part 3.
Announcing the release of our short story, From Stepbrother To Stepsissy Part 2.
The final part of our sissy story, The Sissy Bet. My life allows me to orgasm under one condition, I agree to be her sissy maid.
Part 7 of our sissy story, The Sissy Bet. My wife rewards my cleaning by pegging me.
Part 6 of our sissy story, The Sissy Bet. My wife makes me clean the house dressed as a sissy maid and then judged my cleaning.
Part 5 of our sissy story, The Sissy Bet. My wife demands that I clean the house dressed as a maid.
Part 4 of our sissy story, The Sissy Bet. My wife and I go home to try on our new bras and panties together.
Part 3 of our sissy story, The Sissy Bet, when my wife takes me to the store to buy panties.
The continuation of our sissy story, The Sissy Bet. About how a bet on a football game turned me into a sissy slave.
The story of how losing a simple chastity bet on a football game changed my life.
The conclusion to the story of how my wife turned me into her cuckold while on a trip to Mexico.
The continued story of my wife cuckolding me on her trip to Mexico. Now she’s meeting up with guys in their hotel room.
Part 3 in the continued story of my wife’s trip to Mexico and her journey to turn me into her cuckold. She’s now in Mexico and on the hunt.
Chastity should be a part of every relationship, especially marriage. Here are some ideas for chastity-related marriage vows.
Part 2 in the continued story of my wife’s trip to Mexico and her journey to turn me into her cuckold.
The beginning of the story of how my wife locked me in a chastity cage and turned me into her cuckold while on a trip abroad.
The conclusion of the story of how my wife turned me into her sissy maid then trained me to become her sissy slave.
The continued story of how my wife forced me to be her sissy maid and how she trained me to be her cock loving sissy.
The continued story of how my wife forced me to be her sissy maid and how I started longing to be her sissy.
Learn how my husband and I rejuvenated our stale relationship and fell more in love with each other by starting a male chastity relationship.
The continued story of how my wife forced me to be her sissy maid as she now transforms me to be more feminine for her.
The continued story of my new life, forced to be my wife’s sissy maid as she finds new ways to punish me.
The continued story of my day forced to be my wife’s sissy maid and clean our house while in chastity.
The start of my story of how my wife forced me to be her sissy maid while in chastity.

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Well, my poor hubby has really struggled this week, as I've insisted that he stop his masturbation habit completely, or face the consequences. We had sex on the Saturday, so by last Tuesday he was climbing the walls with frustration, so I offered to give him some hand relief if he will promise not to cum again until Saturday.
He agreed, but I told him he'd have to wait until Wednesday night, but that he could lick me and make me cum straight away. He was very enthusiastic and gave me a lovely orgasm, although I criticized him for being a bit too quick, which was selfish of him. There's always room for improvement :)
Anyway, Wednesday evening, true to my word I gave him a very brief hand job, then made him lick my hand clean of all his cum, and there was plenty! I also insisted that he get on his knees and thank me profusely for relieving him mid week.
When Friday night arrived, I gave him his 15 minute paddling, which is for maintenance, and then had him lick me to orgasm again, after which he had to do without again, which was a real turn on for me. I consoled him by promising to wear the present he'd bought me during the week on Saturday evening. It's a lovely corset with little violet sparkles all over.
He was so excited, the poor thing, and Saturday he surpassed himself using his tongue for ages, with me wearing only the corset and being totally pampered and selfish. In the end I let him enter me, and ride me hard, which lasted all of thirty seconds.
I enjoyed it all so much I let him have me Sunday morning as well, which was a much more satisfactory performance on his part.
To round it all off nicely, I straddled his face after he'd cum in me, and rode his tongue to a final orgasm.
This is my new reality, and I love it!!!
Well my super hubby has been such a star recently, he's accepted my dominance over him with very little dissent, and he's even tried really hard to give up masturbating for me. There was just one little slip, in the middle of Wednesday night, when he thought I was asleep. He had his back to me in bed and was surreptitiously wanking his dick with his hand, so I rolled over and yawned, which stopped him in his tracks, then I pretended to go to sleep, so he resumed, then I put my arm around him, still feigning sleep, and let my hand fall on his hand and penis. This had him stuck, he couldn't go on wanking, but with my hand touching him, he was hard as a rock!
So, I just occasionally moved my hand, as if twitching in my sleep, which was obviously driving him mad with frustration. Finally, I gripped his penis gently, pushing his hand out of the way, and started to gently stroke him, he was getting closer and closer, and I stroked slower and slower, and more and more gently, which was driving him even more insane with frustration. Just as I thought he might burst into tears I gripped a little harder and started to pick up the pace, and when I knew he was unable to stop I told him to cum, which he did in seconds, filling my hand with his slippery essence. When he'd calmed down a bit, I put my hand to his mouth and he licked it clean.
He said sorry, again, and again, kissing my hand all the while, but I pulled my hands away and gripped his balls, and squeezed pretty hard, making him draw in his breath, trying not to cry out. I told him that I loved him, but that he must always ask permission before masturbating , and he agreed enthusiastically, relieved to be let off so lightly, and excited that maybe I would let him masturbate when he next gets desperate. I let go and kissed his cheek.
I would never give permission for him to masturbate, of course, or in fact, to cum during the week at all, but saying no will be fun.
Anyway, we got to Saturday evening, and hubby was climbing the walls with frustration again, trying to touch me at every opportunity, trying to look up my skirt, rubbing his crotch against me whenever he got near, so I decided to give him a treat, since he had been such a good boy.
I instructed him to cook us both a nice romantic dinner, and I went upstairs to pamper and prepare myself for a fun evening. I took a long luxurious bath, then painted my nails (toes and fingers, bright red), put on make up, perfume, then finally a fabulous black lace chemise with matching thong, which would leave little to my husband's imagination. I ordered it Thursday, and it arrived Friday, so what good timing.
Well, when hubby saw it, I thought he would faint, but he managed to get through dinner before begging me to let him make love to me. Who could say no to that!
It was so lovely, I made him use his tongue for hours, giving me so many amazing orgasms, then finally, when my bud was beginning to hurt, I told him that he could rub his penis on my foot, for a maximum of 2 minutes, which made him look so crestfallen, but when I looked at my watch he got to it. I had to laugh, he lasted barely 30 secs and then started to cry, perhaps because when he started to cum I kicked his balls! I think that may have spoiled it a bit.
I lifted my foot for him to lick it clean, and then I went to bed, very satisfied with my progress.
Last Friday I made the momentous decision that the coming weekend would be the one where I take the big step of putting hubby into some sort of chastity device. I knew that I could trust my favorite website (from which I've taken my pen name), Pampered Diva Gifts, and sure enough they didn't let me down. They have currently a choice of three cages, the 3000 which I think might be too small, the Spiked Cage, which seems rather cruel, although it got me wet imagining keeping him in that for a week! Finally I settled on The Curve, which seemed ideal.
Friday night, as I was giving my husband his weekly discipline session, with the love paddle, I asked him whether he had masturbated during the week. Ar first he started to lie, but I could tell straight away and gave him a wild volley of blows, and screamed over and over 'Don't Lie!!'. He started blubbering and confessing that he'd had a quick wank one morning when I'd had to leave early.
I thanked him for being honest and informed him that Sunday evening he will face a serious session with the cane, and when I'm too exhausted to hit him again, I'm going to give him something to help him with his masturbation addiction. He looked horrified, but decided not to press me. I think he was hoping that I would let him off.
We had a fairly uneventful weekend, with hubby being an angel, massaging me, licking me to orgasms, buying me gifts. it was all so lovely, and completely wasted. I had a firm resolve to cane him until his ass was on fire, and then lock him up for at least a week.
On Sunday evening I instructed my rather nervous husband to go and shower and wait for me naked in the bedroom. I let him wait there for about half an hour, then I entered and handcuffed his hands behind his back, to stop him fighting me, and tied his feet to a bed post to stop him running around. I got out the curve, and placed it on the bed in front of him, then got the cane and stood behind and to the side of him.
I swished it a bit and asked him if he knew why he was being punished, and he replied that he did, and that it was for masturbating without permission. I then started to cane him. Not raining down blows as I had with the paddle, but methodically, and with a steady rhythm, counting to two between each blow, and hitting as hard as I possibly could. His bum was pretty red all over, and now I was adding a pattern of bright red weals, which I thought looked rather artistic and fetching. Hubby, of course, was screaming and pleading and crying the whole time, but I was enjoying myself and wasn't about to stop any time soon.
I realize in hind sight that I actually got a bit carried away, I was so aroused by the pain I was inflicting, and carried on for much longer than I had intended, but hey ho, I was in charge!
When I calmed down a bit I put down the cane and picked up the cage. It took a bit of fiddling to get the fit right, but he was finally in the thing, and he was still crying. I kissed his lips and told him that the cage was his protection against being caned for masturbating, as he now couldn't masturbate, even if he wanted to. I was pretty sure than within a few days he was really going to want to.
Anyway, all this caning and locking had go
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