Locked Up (Chastity Boy)

Locked Up (Chasity Boy)

… He asked me to keep him Locked Up, I added my very own version of fun along the way…

The keys are now complete frozen into the ice. i am now wearing the panty liners. i am wet all the time now. my penis seems to drip pre-cum almost constantly. As i study the images from yesterday, a few things are becoming clearer.

First, men truly are property, they have no rights or privileges of their own. This is right and the natural order of things and they must be treated this way or they lose perspective and think they are more than they are.

Second, men have used their sexuality, their penises in ways that dominate, force, and subdue women. The very act of thrusting is a dominate, forceful, almost rape like action.

As i watch  clips of forced orgasm, the men are held passive, there is no thrusting, no dominant behavior. They are the ones being taken, being forced to ejaculate, often in ways that seem uncomfortable, almost painful. Where the act of ejaculation has nothing to do with a man’s pleasure and in fact gives him almost none. it is purely for the women’s amusement and is a tool to reinforce her control.

….As you can Imagine he does suffer in many ways as I give him what he asked for.  What’s that we say?  Careful what you ask for! This is just the beginning for him, I wonder if his thoughts will soon match my own?  Yanno… all dark and twisted!

Talk Soon Naughty One,

Miss Peyton

 

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Changing (Chastity Time)

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I give you a report from a boy who finds himself Changing both physically and mentally on my behalf. As you know there is nothing I like more then knowing you have pushed yourself to the limit….

Mistress

i am back at work and the key is here in my drawer, but as time goes on i seem to be Changing. There seems to be a battle going on inside me. A battle between my desire to please myself physically and my desire to please You. The desire to please myself seems to be slowing dying, seems to be being subdued by my desire to please You, to suffer for You in any way You choose.

My dreams at night are focused on You, dreams of pleasuring You, dreams of being teased endlessly for Your amusement without ever having an orgasm.

i was woken in the night over the weekend so the sounds of sex in the room next to mine. The sounds of a women in orgasm over and over again and then finally of a man groaning as he explodes inside her. I listened and ached so deeply, thinking it was You. i lay awake for hours after, wanting, needing, aching.

Your cock straining for an erection that it cannot have. i am starting to get more used to sitting while i pee, it is humbling in a way and seems to reinforce that i am not a man with any rights or station in life.

My testicles are so exposed and vulnerable, they get jostled and banged regularly, even from just bending down to pick something up. They ache continually for You.

Can’t wait till we can speak,
-Anon

….I hope you enjoyed this report from one boy and his journey that’s causing him to change from who he was to who he will be. I especially enjoy the parts where I know there is genuine suffering.

Talk Soon,
Miss Peyton

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Corrupt Confession

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I give you one Corrupt Confession…. I know you can relate!

Thank You Ma’am. i am so perverted and sick. i think that is why the images You have been sending ….. i don’t know, this is all new to me. In some ways seem right. Men are ruled by their cocks, men do awful things because of their cocks.

In someways i think it would be better if men, or i will speak for myself, if i were nothing more than property, to be owned, controlled, used for a women’s, for Your, amusement. i think if people were honest, in a lot of ways, women are just superior to men.

i am so tired of trying to control myself, in someways i would truly welcome just letting go and letting You truly own me, especially the parts of me that i just cannot seem to control, my cock, my balls, me sexual desires…… But i also know that there is a breaking process, that my cock will not just give up, it wants what it wants when it wants it, and the truth is, my ball ate the driving force behind it all…

i don’t know, but You are the first person that makes me feel that there is hope.

-Anon

..Sure hope you enjoyed reading!

Talk Soon,

Miss Peyton

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A Date With Mistress

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For our date, I would first take a shower and wash my hair, so that I smell good. Then I would brush my teeth to make sure my breath is OK. I would read and memorize some jokes from a joke book in case a situation came up where a joke might be appropriate.

When I pick you up for our date, I would make sure I brought you a gift. A feminine gift, such as flowers, seems like a pretty good idea.

If the weather is too hot or too cold for comfort, I would make sue that I parked close enough to your place so that we could get to my car fairly quickly.

Assuming that dinner is involved here, I would take you to a very nice restaurant and sit at a more private table where we could talk about things. I might ask you about your recent medical experience, although that might not be very romantic.

Although I realize this is fantasy, I find it difficult to think about this right now knowing that I still consider you to be fragile and somewhat in pain. It is difficult for me to separate your healing body from the fantasy that I want to have. But here goes.

After taking you back to your place, I imagine that I would end up partially clothed (or less) and on my knees before, either as a result of you giving me a command or you pusing me physically into such a position. Then you would roll me over onto my back and strip off your panties and sit down roughly on my face, rubbing your pussy back and forth on my nose and mouth while stroking my cock. You would keep stroking my cock but keep stopping when I would get close to cumming.

Once you had enough orgasms from rubbing yourself on my face, you would roll me back over onto my hands and knees and apply lubricant to my ass. Then you would fuck me with your strap-on. You would do this for a fairly long time, while reaching around and occasionally stroking me, but still not letting me cum.

When you were finally bored with this, you would throw my clothes at me and tell me to get dressed and get out. I would comply, while begging you to have another date soon. No promises from you.

… Provided by one very loyal slave!

Talk Soon,

Miss Peyton

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Dear Miss Peyton

Dear Miss Peyton

Dear Miss Peyton,

Thank You for this wonderful recording. i have been riding an edge since our last call on Wednesday and this has sent my mind into overdrive. Your complete control over my orgasm is overwhelming.

Fucking my hand was so degrading and while a wonderful release at the moment on Wednesday it left a ton of pent up frustration. My dreams the past two nights have been full of You. Your velvet voice and seductive giggle. the thought of Your breasts pressing into my back, of Your hands on my hips, forcing me face down on the bed so You could pound me with Your strap on. Of gasping for breath as You smoother my face with Your beautiful shear panties. Denying my tongue the ability to please You while Your scent and juices drive me into a submissive frenzy.

You have stood my world on its head and constant thoughts of submitting to You float through my head. The need to be in Your complete control growing each second. Knowing no other person has ever evoked such a primal arousal or need in me is scary as i wish to cast myself at Your feet to be enveloped by Your dominance.

my balls aching, my cock twitching and aroused by the slightest shift of my boxers. Wanting to put pre-cum on my lips as I know it makes You happy. i stand on the edge of submissive oblivion longing for that gentle push that will cast me into complete slavery to Your every whim.
-Anon

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