Emily's Bitch Slave: A Chastity Femdom Story

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The slave felt pinches and mild pressure as the Surgical Mistress worked, re-injecting more anesthetic at points as she did so. Finally, a two-inch incision was made at the base of the sac and the right ball and its tubule connections were brought out for surgery.

Generally what you want your man to learn in your female led relationship and what he wants to learn are very different. You want him to learn to overcome his bad habits, work independently, find fulfillment in growing, gain confidence in your leadership and participate as your supportive follower. He want to learn how to serve your body, obey your commands, please you sexually, humble himself and learn what it is like to surrender. Because of the difference and size of the task at hand you must choose your targets. In management 101, when faced with a large number of tasks you must prioritize them, take the top ten and do as many as you can. Delegate where you can and just maintain a list of the ones that don’t get done. There is, however, the added complication of keeping both of you motivated. The aim of this wiki is to build an archive of chastity stories. The stories have been divided into 5 sections. Men kept in chastity by women(and vice versa), both lesbian chastity and gay men in chastity, as well as anything that doesn't fit into that category such as where you don't know who the keyholder is or where there are multiple ones.In my opinion though, there is far too much emphasis of the Women having to do everything to ensure the dynamic functions. For example the Women should; organise, create, manage, ensure, lists, structure, rules, oversee etc. etc. She continued “I see you are a well-fed male. And have not been exercising much. All our inmates are overweight and unfit when they arrive. We remedy that gradually, and with care, so that our men become as lean and strong, as males are naturally intended to be. But our Society provides more improvement than purely physical. We modify male attitudes, and make males into good slaves of women. I emphasize the word “good”. Any male can be a bad slave. We train males to be good slaves!”

In contrast, submissive sex with men was viewed as “natural and proper” for the pet by Mistress Claire and her girlfriends, so the Kali was removed at such times to permit arousal that the slave was, in fact, embarrassed by.Mistress didn't say a word to me until we were getting into the car and then the only thing she said, "The first thing we have to take care of is obviously your appearance. We certainly can't buy clothes to fit THAT shape so we'll take care of that first". Learning goals and rewards begin with your selecting what he is to learn. He will ask for a reward of his choosing (you can limit his choices by using a list). You will teach him and watch his progress. When he learns the task, he has met his goal and is to be commended. When he shows prolonged retention of that learning he gets the reward. Training your man by coaching Hell, yes, why not. Nothing wrong with it. You're young and virile, and still looking for a wife, it's only natural you'd want to pop your seed inside another human. It's only a temporary measure, it's not as if you're queer or something. I mean, look at me, I still do it, occasionally, when the missus isn't feeling accommodating". When I married my wife, I never would have imagined that this is what my sex life would have been reduced to. Great story glennquagmire, I hope you continue. Just a few comments that would elevate your stories in the future.

The hatred burned strongly in his eyes. The fear had gone, there was not much more that I could do to him. I reached out my hand to the asset's groin. The asset flinched at the touch; the wounds were still tender. It seemed funny to see nothing but the squat penis protruding from the remaining pubic hair. I ran my finger over the denuded spot where the scrotum had been removed. It was hard to tell that there had ever been anything there; such was the rapid healing of modern surgery. I inspected the infibulated penis. The foreskin was looking twisted and painful from the tightness of the ring. The doctor had said that it would soon stretch itself to accommodate the new position. Either that or the asset would be in for a very painful time of it. Still, it served him right. He wasn't here for a holiday. I was only about thirty-one or two or so, at the time. I was trying my hand at what few small operators ever make a living at: farming. I had inherited a small farm from my uncle, who died an alcoholic death after letting the farm deteriorate almost into ruin. Now, I was a town boy at heart, but was attempting to make something out of the dilapidated mess that had been left to me as my inheritance. I worked a lot of long and hard hours at it, with little time for socializing or the finer joys of life. My friend and neighbor, Mike, advised me to get some assistance, particularly with an Asset Auction coming up soon.The Mistress knew the slave would willingly, though perhaps not eagerly, accept her decision and so was confident in making the final arrangements.

When something else pressed against my rectum I was able to immediately relax my sphincter and allow it entry. It was much smaller and I hardly noticed its presence after the previous objects. Something seemed to inflate on either side of my sphincter sealing it securely in place. I had no time to ponder what it was before I felt something flowing into my bowels filling them with warm fluid. The flow seemed to continue forever, first filling me and then causing my abdomen to distend as the volume exceeded my normal capacity. Cramps filled my abdomen as the fluid flowed through me and sought out every tiny area of my bowels. The flow finally stopped but there was nothing I could do to relieve the pressure and weight of the fluid filling me. Whatever the device sealed into my rectum was it not only allowed the introduction of the fluid it prevented its expulsion. I was uncomfortable but it was a somewhat unique and certainly new a feeling. I wasn't certain if I hated, liked or was merely neutral about the feeling. Before I could decide a valve must have been opened because the fluid started flowing out of me again. I had no control over the flow and it was so fast it felt like it must have been being pumped out of me. I was soon empty and felt the device deflate and be withdrawn from me. It was immediately replaced by something that felt about like the vibrating plug that had filled me before. It also seemed to have a narrow spot that caused my sphincter to actually hold it within me and a large flange or something I could feel pressing on the outside of my rectum. It may have been the same one because I soon felt it growing inside me as the other one had done. It didn't get as big but felt very large and secure in me. Once the Mistresses had issued the neutering sentence, the slave could not escape it unless they changed their minds. However, declining the procedure could bring a delay of one month at a time with automatic rescheduling until it finally was accomplished. This option was not explained to the slave since immediate agreement was fully expected and obtained. I indulged myself as much as possible without getting caught, although my mother noticed things in her drawers mussed several times and questioned me. I'm sure she suspected and probably knew for sure I had been in her things. The nurse turned to Mistress and said, "Dr. Powers will be with you in a few minutes". She motioned at me and added, "She's going to be a cute one with the proper training. It still amazes me what can be done with them".She eventually told me to get up cuz her friend was coming over to study. I asked her if there was anything else I could do for her. She thought then told me to vacuum her apartment. The Mistress herself noticed the slave’s mild erection at the sight of two lovely young women and their pubic mounds. She smiled, but grabbed the balls and squeezed painfully to punish her slave’s improper behavior. A little about what we look like: I am very average looking in every way, my wife looks like actress Leah Remini, and her mother is a very attractive older woman with blonde hair always dressed in designer clothes. She still has a very good figure even if she is approaching 60. Sorry son" replied Mike, almost kindly, "But I know what's likely to happen if it's not tight enough. I know ten years is a long time, but you want to still have it when you finish, don't you. So let's make sure that temptation is well and truly out of harms way". Yes Ma’am, sorry ma’am,” I say as I begin massaging harder. The smell is unbearable, and my hands really hurt, but I must please her if I want release. I can tell she is getting tipsy and I am afraid of what will happen next. As I massage her feet, she pulls them and tells me to stop, she spreads her legs and takes off her panties throwing them at me.