|Custom Chastity Ghost with |
Sunday night. I'm massaging Xena's back while getting hard in my chastity device and feeling nervous about what's to come.
I'm locked into a slightly updated Custom Chastity custom Ghost. Lady Fox sent me a new ring with a 7mm gap and an attachment point.
It's been a busy weekend. Xena sighs. "I suppose we'd better get through some of your demerits, slave."
She's only recently started calling me that when she wants total control. Just hearing it makes my cock twitch in its cage. It doesn't help that I haven't come for nearly two weeks.
|Strap (gift from Fred Norman!) |
plus spring hook.
Suddenly I'm helplessly kneeling, backed up against the bed post, effectively immobilised and awaiting my wife's pleasure.
The system is as smooth as I imagined. No bulky equipment to bring out of hiding, no straps to fiddle with. The whole procedure takes less than a minute and requires zero input from Xena.
|Our whip box. (Velcro spreader/stocks to left)|
I had worried that the little loop would have got in the way, or snagged on my scrotum. However, it made no difference to the wearability.
"I'm helpless, mistress," I announce.
"Good," she says. And she reads her book for what must be quarter of an hour while I kneel there naked, a little uncomfortable, and nervous.
Finally, I hear her swing out of bed, pad over to the whip box. There's a swish and unbelievable pain blossoms over my back.
"Slave!" she admonishes.
|A very submissive posture!|
Looking back, the ergonomics were perfect for her. The spreader/stockade we have puts me too low on the ground, makes me too hard a target. Often the whips hit with just the tip, or land spent or in odd places.
The other alternative - me chained across the foot of the bed - works better. However, it's slow to set up and means I'm taking up bed space.
That's the other thing. Chained by the balls on your hands and knees - that's a very submissive position! In the right circumstances submission brings out the worst in us.
So it's physically and mentally easy for Xena, my vanilla acting wife, to cheerfully whip the hell out of me.
She switches to something stingier and my sobs turn to muffled yelps.
With all my twitching and flinching, I put considerable strain on the attachment point. However the surgical nylon material is tough, and copes with no problem. In addition, all that tugging has no effect on my cock, which stays strapped on its constricting cage.
She pads around to stand in front of me. She's wearing comfy bed socks tonight, but this would be sexy as hell if she was wearing boots.
Now she lays into my raised buttocks.
I make little screeches.
"Oh, that one really hurts then," she remarks.
She gets back onto the bed and the vibrator buzzes. I can only kneel and listen while my cock twitches hopelessly in its cage.
At length she finishes up, gives me ten more strokes that leave me with tears in my eyes.
"Right," she says, "Bed. Put everything away, slave."
|Easy for Xena, my vanilla acting wife, |
to cheerfully whip the hell out of me.
As I get back into pyjamas, I ask, "How was that for speed and convenience, mistress, for my review?"
"Perfect," she says. "Better than everything else."
"Oh," I say, "You didn't tell me lockup for tomorrow."
"Stay locked," she says.
"What? It's my orgasm day."
"Too bad, slave," she says. "Now go to sleep."
"Hang on," I say. "Does that cancel the day or do I get to cum Tuesday?"
"I'll tell you tomorrow, depending on the state of the house. Now go to sleep, slave."
|Lady Fox's diabolical contraptions |
have turned me into my wife's slave!
And Xena just takes her dominance for granted. There's no posturing, no play acting.
It's no exaggeration to say that it's male chastity devices that got us to this point. There's something primal and real about the submission they imply. The more practical, the more wearable my device, the more real our dynamic has felt.
This year our FLR contract negotiation comprised of Xena establishing that she was in charge, I had no choice about this, and chastity was mandatory.
So you could argue that the scarily practical, indefinitely wearable devices we've had from Custom Chastity are responsible for our final slide into a deep Femdom dynamic.
Yes, Lady Fox's diabolical contraptions have turned me into my wife's slave!
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