We are still learning.

Last night I had an accident. I dissapointed my Mistress.

I was ordered to watch certain porn videos that appease my senses ( Femdom handjobs ) while stroking myself inside my cage.  

To my demise I was able to edge myself two times. I felt a few drops spurt out the third time. I was able to control it and hold it in. In a sense I ruined my own orgamsn, oh the irony.

But my beautiful Mistress Zenith was still unhappy. Even though ruining mt orgasm was torture enough. Her response was. 

“I was going to let you out tonight possibly after a nice amount teasing. You will still be teased however you are not coming out of your cage until friday and I am going to use your face as a pillow. And if I do let you out friday, you are going to cum in the palm of my hand and lick it all off.”

To which I replied.

 “I am sorry for dissapointing you Mistress Zenith. Thank you for the punishment.”

However when it came time to recieve my discipline. My Mistress’s needs were to great and she could not hold true; unlocking the cage from around my swollen manhood. She needed to be taken right there and now. 

I was dissapointed only because I looked forward to the slow and strenuous denial. This is how we find ourselves, getting lost in ectasy. Keeping our game faces, forfeiting into one another but we do not lose. We are only reassured of our fragility and weakness for flesh. This is all part of the discovery, you need to find yourself in your domination/submission.


Discovering Chastity ( A Collection of stories – Day two )

Day two: 

I woke up alone. Zenith had already left for work, I get to laze around in bed all day. We don’t always have the same days off. I let out a sigh as I stretched out my tense body, dragging my hand over to what was supposed to be my morning wood; feeling the coolness of the metal.  

“Well doesn’t this fuck up the morning routine.” Speaking into the air. 

This will take some getting use to. For the last 15 years I’ve gotten off three times a day regardless of having sex or not. I am a hungry boy with a big appetite, if it wasn’t for her insane sex drive, I would have lost my mind years ago. There’s just something about a women who loves, wants and needs sex just as much as you do.  


My phone vibrates on the nightstand, three text messages. Normally no one speaks to me this early in the morning.  It’s Zenith of course. If it was anyone else I would have launched my phone out the window. 


“Good morning love!” I bet she’s having a good one all smiles and giggles. Always subtle in her condescension.  

“How are you feeling this morning? Because I feel great!” I kind of laughed, what a brat, she is trying to rub it in my face that I had no orgasms last night. I need a good cup of coffee or an energy drink before I play this this game. Screw it let me get dressed and go to the store. 

 “I am sure you damn well know that I did not sleep well!” 

“Aww Muffin! Why not, what was the matter?” That’s what she always said to me ‘Aww muffin,’ when I would complain about anything. And I have to say sometimes I would rather be called ‘little bitch.’ For a more direct insult. How dare she slander muffins! 

“Was it my wet pussy coming all over your face? You not being able to let loose and fill me up?” That was always her favorite thing, I make sure that when I am ready go. I force myself as deep as I can go; exploding in her depths. Often she will orgasm from just that feeling.  

“You know exactly what is was!!” I wonder if she will take that seriously or jokingly? 

“Listen to me, I own your dick now, do not give me any attitude! Because you will pay for that.” That sent the blood rushing to my dick. Which she named ‘T.O.D.D’ it is an acronym for something, I would rather not say. 

“You are right I apologize.” 

“You were right I apologize what?” 


“No you fool, it’s ‘I apologize Mistress Zenith,’ this is how you will address me while you are cage from now on.” 

“I apologize Mistress Zenith.” 


“That’s better.” I really do not know where she is getting all this feistiness from. Normally she is the Submissive one and I am the Dominant one. No matter, this alter ego of hers is insanely sexy. I haven’t been up for more than an hour and I am ready to cut this thing off, run to her work and take her there. In front of everyone. 

“I was looking at a contract before, it made me think. This morning you will write a contract for me. “ 

“A contract that says I own your slutty little ass. Do not reply to this message or talk to me until it is done. I will let you come up with the rules and punishments. Let you have the first draft, I will change it in anyway I see fit.” 

A contract I thought to myself? My breath started shortening. I did not think Zenith would take this so seriously. I’m glad that she is. It’s really fucking hot.  




I ______ hereby am willingly signing myself over to ______. In accordance that she will be my one Mistress. My only Mistress. 

By signing in the space above, you ______ agree to be locked up in chastity. Your manhood will no longer belong to you but be the sole property of Mistress ______ (Your Key-holder).  

The date and duration of how long you will remained caged will be at the discretion of Mistress ______ (Who will be addressed as such). Who will allow you out solely for health and grooming purposes. 

Failure to address Mistress ______, will result in cruel and unusual punishments to which you have no say in the matter.  I ______ also agree to be subject to constant and daily torture and or teasing and experimentation. It will by my job, possibly in my best interest as a good slave/pet to take care of my Mistress ______.  It will be my duty to not only love, but worship her. Tend to her every need be it sexual or non-sexual. 

Failure to comply to these simple conditions will ultimately end up in punishments. In extreme cases of disobedience or disappointment. I Mistress ______ will terminate your chaste myself. 

I also agree that my chaste and teasing may be made public. I also agree that my chaste and teasing may be made public. That Mistress ______ reserves the right humiliate and torture me, be it out in public or with friends. 

Examples of punishments and non-compliance. 

  • Removing the cage without permission. 
  • Orgasming without permission. 
  • Not orgasming when you are told. 
  • Back talk or attitude of any kind. EI, rushing Mistress’s time management. 
  • Non-completion of tasks and chores which will be given on a weekly basis. 

Examples of punishments. 

  • Spanking, floggings, whippings. 
  • Pegging or any anal stimulation without the permission to orgasm. 
  • Forced to watch to your favorite pornography videos several times over. 
  • Longer lock up. 
  • Forced to have sex until Mistress reaches multiple orgasms and being put back in the cage afterwards. 

Examples of good behavior. 

  • Constant worship and adoration of Mistress ______. Without being asked. 
  • Completing tasks and orders in a timely fashion. 
  • Coming on the spot when you are told to. 
  • Pleasing Mistress ______ a sufficient amount of times. 

Examples of rewards. 

  • Orgasms. ( When Mistress is please with your behavior ) 
  • Praise 
  • Physical attention ( massages, body rubs. ) 
  • Acting out fantasies. 


Date //__. 

Signature __________.  

It only took me about twenty minutes to come up with this. 

She seemed to be very pleased with this thing I just threw together.  


I was cooking when I heard the front door open, I was normally home first so I did all the cooking. I was startled by the rough squeeze she gave my bum. I even felt her nails dig in. She kissed me on the back of the neck and said.  

“Good boy.” 

“Hey love, how was the rest of your day?” 

“Long, lonely.” She whispered, kissing the back of my neck again.  

“I can understand that, try not to miss me too much.” 

“No I didn’t miss you, I was just looking forward to your puppy dog face. All backed up and needy.” This time grabbing both of my cheeks with her two hands, placing another kiss on the back of my neck. 

“Are you finished cooking?” 

“Pretty much, yeah.”  


She brought her lips up to the lobe of my ear and whispered again. 

“Turn around and take your pants off now!” I spun around quick and did exactly what she said. I dropped my pants. Zenith just stood there for a moment staring at me.  

“You know at first I thought this was all weird, but seeing you here like this. I like it, I think that cage looks good on your poor little cock.” Zenith got on her knees, taking me into her mouth; her tongue grazing bits of my sensitive skin exposed by the holes. I felt the first few strokes deep in my gut, my knees almost gave out right there.  

Her eyes looked up me, like she usually does when she sucks me off.  I swear  

if this thing was plastic my dick would have busted through this contraption already. When the hell did she become such a good tease? My knees almost gave out a second time. 


Deciding her mouth wasn’t torment enough, her right slowly kneaded my balls. If it wasn’t for her left hand bracing on my stomach, I would have fallen on top of her. 

If she kept at this long enough I would come so much.  

I heard a muffled laugh as my legs started to tremble with her between them. 

“Please god don’t stop baby!” 


Of course that’s exactly what she did. 

“Pull up your pants now, I’m done, you can set the table for supper now love.” 

I just stood there panting in need of more. If the look on my face said anything it would probably be ‘You evil bitch.’ I needed a good two minutes to stop from being dizzy. 

“Did you really think I was going to let you finish, so soon?” 

“How did you know….?” Which was a dumb question. 

“Come on now sweetheart, it is my dick right? I know it better than you do,” zipping up my pants for me and fastening my belt. Wrapping her arms around me and kissing my forehead. If Zenith keeps this up, I will be insane in the next few days.  


“You made a big mistake, oh am I going to have fun with you.” Planting another kiss on my lips. 


Discovering Chastity ( A collection of short stories )

Discovering Chastity.

We have been discussing this for a while now, I had always been taken by the idea of chastity; surrendering your very body in fashion that could not be more intimate. By controlling the one thing I crave most…. Release.

I wanted to be locked up in a cage  so badly. I was willing and ready to sacrifice my orgasms to her. Zenith is my Queen, my absolute lust. A little more on the submissive side but she is doing this my pleasure, her experience. We take care of each-other like that.

After shopping around online we found the perfect one to start with. I was way too impatient, the two week delivery time couldn’t come fast enough.

To most it sounds crazy. People ask why? And I always answer.
“Have you ever laid in bed next to you partner while she gently strokes you; her soft fingers trailing every inch of. Subtle in her motions, teasing and taunting you nerve by nerve. Sending you into a sort of blissful desperation?” That is why I want this. Blissful desperation. Maybe I could also use a little discipline; I am gluttonous in nature, sometimes selfish when it comes to my needs. For the life of me I could not deny any sort of gratification.

Day one:

It finally arrived! Zenith watched me open it in excitement, it came in its own metallic storage box. Well worth the pretty penny I just spent on it. The metal was as smooth as it was cool to the touch. It had a little weight to it too.

I was too eager to get this contraption on that I was told to wait until tonight around bed-time. We would shower together, after washing my body she would lock me up. The mind games began; it was her way of setting the dynamic. Her first attempt at denying me what I want. It is exhilarating and we have yet to tap the surface. I asked kindly.
“Please can you put me in the cage now!?” In the cute voice I usually use to get my way.
“No!” She said, with a little more conviction and authority than I have ever heard Zenith use.
“Please baby?.” I asked again, almost unaware of what was going on here.
“I said no, now do not ask again or I will make you wait until tomorrow.” Her tone set my body on fire.

For a few seconds I felt upset and disappointed. Until I realized that she was putting her foot down. This devilish ferocity glazed over her eyes. The games have begun. I felt my heart palpitating, I want her right now. She left the house, leaving me in lust. Swimming in a pool of curiosity…..
After supper we wasted no time getting into the shower, I was forced up against the cold ceramic tiles as she washed my entire body, Making her way To my cock, soapy hands massaging my balls with a gentle pulling motion.

“Look at me.” Zenith demanded, it was her favorite thing to do, staring into my eyes, passed my soul. Almost as if she was looking directly at my intangible vulnerability. Touching me in ways that hit the very bottom of my depths. She owns me right now, in truth she always had.

Her lips gently pressed up against mine; almost as fluid and delicate as the warm water cascading down our faces. A cold ring wrapped around the base of my balls, following a coldness on my shaft. I twitch at the click of the lock.

“Is this what you wanted?” Pushing me arms length away. Taking this new sight in. Smiling as if I had just made either the worst mistake of my life, or the best decision.

It feels heavy, a noticeable force of gravity that weighs down what I no longer own. Zenith steps closer to me, arms loosely wrapped around my lower back. Pulling away from another taunting kiss on my lips “Is this what you wanted?”

I nod in agreement. I was to pre-occupied with the sensation to say anything clever. All it ever really took was one little kiss to set me off for hours. I feel myself throbbing, filling up as much as the cage would allow. Already out of breath. It has only been a few moments but this feel amazing.

In complete darkness, Zeniths plump naked body slid over top of me. Setting her beautiful wide hips down over mine. I feel every ounce of wetness, the heat radiating from her lips. Rubbing herself against the slick metal imprisoning my poor little cock.

“Fuck my life.” I yelled out loud.
“What’s a matter kitten?” She asked.
“You’re so fucking wet.”
“Yes baby, I’m soaking. You look so good all helpless and needy.”

Zenith moaned as her clit rubbed against the ridges of the cage. I’m hard inside here, as hard is I can get anyway. There is an indescribable pressure; enthralling with comfort, what a way start with the teasing!
“I want to be inside you so badly please!?”
“No.” She said, before moving herself. Planting her warm wet pussy right on my face.
“Stick your tongue out.”

In that moment I did what I was told, I stuck my tongue out for her. She rode my face like it was a second cock. I can’t tell what is louder, my muffled gasping or the squishing sound her lips make as my tongue separates her sticky, juicy lips.
With every back and forth motion my head sinks deep into the mattress, her thighs clamped shut. I swear she could decapitate me if she squeezed any harder. It hit me like a splash of hot water, Zenith just came all over my face. Her hot sticky honey seeping between us. I taste it, I can feel it dripping down my chin on to my chest.  
Zenith rolled over; shaking in the aftermath of her release and quickly fell asleep.
I wont lie, I was really restless after that. I had a hard time falling asleep, that’s probably because I am too comfortable with getting everything I want.
I tossed and turned all night, I was desperate, horny and needy. I guess that is the whole point of all this.


Slave/Chastity Contract.


I ______ hereby am willingly signing myself over to ______. In accordance that she will be my one Mistress. My only Mistress.

By signing in the space above, you ______ agree to be locked up in chastity. Your manhood will no longer belong to you but be the sole property of Mistress ______ (Your Key-holder). 

The date and duration of how long you will remained caged will be at the discretion of Mistress ______ (Who will be addressed as such). Who will allow you out solely for health and grooming purposes.

Failure to address Mistress ______, will result in cruel and unusual punishments to which you have no say in the matter.

I ______ also agree to be subject to constant and daily torture and or teasing and experimentation. It will by my job, possibly in my best interest as a good slave/pet to take care of my Mistress ______.  It will be my duty to not only love, but worship her. Tend to her every need be it sexual or non-sexual.

Failure to comply to these simple conditions will ultimately end up in punishments. In extreme cases of disobedience or disappointment. I Mistress ______ will terminate your chaste myself.

I also agree that my chaste and teasing may be made public. I also agree that my chaste and teasing may be made public. That Mistress ______ reserves the right humiliate and torture me, be it out in public or with friends.

Examples of punishments and non-compliance.

  • Removing the cage without permission.
  • Orgasming without permission.
  • Not orgasming when you are told.
  • Back talk or attitude of any kind. EI, rushing Mistress’s time management.
  • Non-completion of tasks and chores which will be given on a weekly basis.

Examples of punishments.

  • Spanking, floggings, whippings.
  • Pegging or any anal stimulation without the permission to orgasm.
  • Forced to watch to your favorite pornography videos several times over.
  • Longer lock up.
  • Forced to have sex until Mistress reaches multiple orgasms and being put back in the cage afterwards.

Examples of good behavior.

  • Constant worship and adoration of Mistress ______. Without being asked.
  • Completing tasks and orders in a timely fashion.
  • Coming on the spot when you are told to.
  • Pleasing Mistress ______ a sufficient amount of times.

Examples of rewards.

  • Orgasms. ( When Mistress is please with your behavior )
  • Praise
  • Physical attention ( massages, body rubs. )
  • Acting out fantasies.

Date __/__/__.

Signature __________. 

Rules in effect.

My Love, my Queen is gone for the next few days. We do not live together so it makes it easier for her to tease me.  After this weekend of us giving in to eachother. It was in my best interest for her to be a little more strict this week.

We put a set of rules in place that could possibly lead to my release. If completed to satisfaction. Since she had left in a hurry for work this morning, there was no time to put me back in herself

Rules for the week:

Monday ( Today ) – “Edge yourself five times in the next hour. And do not dare come a single time. I want to extract as much as possible from you this week.”

And of course fearing my Mistress’s punishment. I will not dissapoint. Atleast to the best of my abilities. I am still fresh in my slave training. 

This was especially difficult. After the third edging myself, I came close to failing the other two.

“One day a week, of my choosing you will get a ‘very short window,’ to bring yourself to orgasm while I watch.
Your chastity cage goes back on whether you succeed or not.” This will be my greatest challenge. Given my high stamina and endurance. For her I must bow and learn to come on demand. As a good slave would do.

Getting creative –
Miss loves my stories and has asked me to write one. Particularly about a man experiences his first chastiy stint. 

Every failed task will be met with punishments. Carried out in whatever devious manor she so desires.

For any time I rush Mistress about her time management or give any slight inclination of attitude. 10 Strikes for each cheek will be owed.

If for some reason I am out of my cage without permission. I will edged
and denied my orgasm. By her hand, be it her warm inviting lady parts. It will be torture nonetheless. And I will thank my Mistress Zenith regardless if my orgasm is denied. 

What is chaste.

A good question to ask yourself would be, what does submission mean to me?  What do ultimately wish to gain from your submission, chaste? Of course a big part of it is the thrill, I knows there’s a much more complex reason to it all. Personally I wish to get out of it, a sense of self-control and discipline I lack in everyday life. What is more humbling than giving away your precious orgasms? As it stand I really need this. I could barely last a week. It is amusing to say the the least.

Last night my desperation was at an all time high. After begging as pitifully as I could. I asked if I could exchange 50 more strikes on my already sore bottom for my release. 

To which she laughed and agreed; devious in her tone with an air of satisfaction, a clear sign that she was in my head. Slowly but surely I am beggining to break. Should I be worried about how fast my descent is?

The first set in camparison were practice hits. After the sad display of my countless pleads. Her wrists motions became more fluid the second time around; with enough force to enduce a pleasurable stings. The mixture of pain with, or for pleasure is such a natural combination. In my mindless self-indulgence I asked for even more than the punishment required.

“An unforgetable malice washed over her emerald eyes. For the sake of context they may have just been red. Discovering herself in my submission”

Discovering her edge.

Oh what a long day of teasing it has been. Between the couples in the chatroom that we are apart of on KIK messenger, plus the newly evil mind of my Master, I have been left drooling and leaking from my sad imprisoned cock all day long.
The group talks about nothing but sex all day. The women of the group finding my locked up cock intriguing, deciding to entice their evil side alongside my love. In sharing absolutely anything to make me hard, in an attempt to give me a pyschotic break.

Here is a little of what has been shared. 

Those three were the courtesy of the lovely couples who joined in on the teasing.

It has been a few hours since I was ordered back in my cage. After detailed teasing, I fill up all reaches of this cage. Bursting out of the seems. Saving me from myself, saving myself for her. As if I had a choice in the matter. I feel it leaking uncontrollably, slick and sensitive…… I desperately wait.

Even though chastity is normally a private matter to most, it enthralls me to have it on exhibition. To be publicly teased and disgrace. Letting the world know that this cock is hers. That my pleasure is hers. It insatiates me to think about being in a room with all of our friends as she dominates my unsuspecting body. Putting my most vulnerable moments live for viewing pleasure. Giving up your control is the ultimate state of self-control.

I lay in pieces, the man I was minutes ago is now dissolving into one hot euphoric mess. My voice trembles, I have yet to be touched and my gaurd, my every restraint falls to her very intruction; as I wait for the discipline in hopes it chases my release.

Silenced Poet.

Fourty strikes became fifty.

My ass is feeling the burn. Im not sure If I am getting my release tonight.

Day 2-3 of lock up #2

I am weak, as she hones her skills and switches her techiques. I am left there; a lifeless mess, shaking from the afteeshock of a mind numbing orgrasm.

It hasn’t even been a full day since my release before im begging to touched; making myself sound as pitifil as possible. Only my second caged day and soon as we got in to bed. I began to beg.


After a few minutes of imasculating, pouting and pleading Master gave me my release. But not befor she caressed my tight asshole with a small powerful vibrator, which rendered my whole body powerless. While lightly caressing my hyper-senstive head.

What is every Masters weakness? Is it not the weakness and despeeation or their slaves?  As a good slave, this morning decided to let my Master know that I plan to use her weakness of my desperation to ultimately get what I need. Such as last night. Was that foolish?  Yes…. Indeed it was, it was said directly in disobodience, in hopes to be punsihed. My big mouth; it never knows when to silence itself. This is why I need the cage. This is why I need to be out in my place.

To which my Queen replied. “I only let you think that you have power over me. It’s a game of catch and release. I let you have it a few times. Thinking that you have leverage, then the next time when I know that you really need it, well…. you will damnwell just have to wait. Yes your desperation saturates my lips, however own your dick.”

Out of the ashes of her submissive nature, a pheonix rises; standfing strong and proud. Fire in her eyes, heat to her touch. I am burning, burning up with lust. It’s the growing confidence that she discovers this whole new side with. That “candy store face.” It fires right through me.

I wasnt put back in my cage this morning. It was in her interest to tease me with tickling fingers before she left for work. She messages me about an hour later and told me to put my cage back on. I was hard since she had left.”Yes Miss, I will go back in my cage when it decides to go limp.”

To which she replied. “You have until 10:22am to put the cage back on and send me a picture of your big cocked squished in his little home. Every minute your late thats ten smacks on the ass tonight. When my lover gets home, I will be taking 40 disciplinary slaps on my bottom and various places.

I will also tend to the Miss. Zeniths beauty needs tonight. Giving her a pedicure, painting her nails and massaging her beautiful toes. Hopefully she will let me get on my knees, allowing me to kiss them. Apreciate them to the fullest. 

Here I am, freshly shaved and locked up. This is the remdinder that my manhood is not of my own.

First day happiness.

It was a successful first day back locked up in chastity. I am more than ecstatic to be back in here. I have been searching for  a proper fitting cage for a while now and this new one fit perfect and snug; filling up the furthest reaches.

Excuse the quality, my phone isn’t working right. I am content in here. It feels good, almost natural.


The teasing started immediately. She started to get creative, we are in a chat group for local couples and implored them to get in on the teasing. Sharing videos, pictures and stories.On top of all her teasing, this is starting to get really fun. I can see it in her eyes, she is loving it. It’s starting to bring out her dominant side more and more. I can see the love for power in her eyes, it makes her feel confident and alive, feeding her ego.

She teases me with her large bountiful breasts. It is my one true weakness, I drop to my knees and beg to suckle her pillowed body. Feeling then fall between my fingertips. Surrounding my pleading face. I drink her scent in, rapid breaths. It awakens an animal inside me. 



You can see it in her eyes, how much she liked taking that video.
Eyes of innocence? No those are lies, her siren song of the flesh. Here I am listening to every word, gravitating toward her every call.

It is a wonderful journey. It is also a lesson in patience for the both of us.
As I am gluttonous in my desires, constantly gorging, as is she. We are at a point in our relationship where utter infatuation. Carnal desire always takes over, begging for me to fill her aching wetness.  She would have it off of me if I so asked. We can be weak at times.

And most do not understand it. The most common response I get is, “I couldn’t do that I would go crazy, I love sex.” As if I do not, that is the whole point, to became crazy and restless with a need of release. After being denied for a period of time, the reward is much sweeter. A more intense orgasm, a reason to fall apart and come undone in the hands of you holder. Mind you it is not always easy for we are selfish in nature.

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