… 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,
Thank You for helping me, i can feel myself changing, my purpose and desires changing. It can be confusing at times but i know everything that is happening is for the best. The conversations we have, the images You paint for me are overwhelming any other thoughts or desires i may have had.
Each time we talk i feel clearer about my place in the world and the place of men in general. If i am confused or off on any of my thinking please correct me. i am not a person (men are not persons) i am an object, to be owned, used, for the pleasure and amusement of You (of Women).
Women are superior to men in all respects. Women are persons. Because men are owned objects they can be used any way a Woman sees fit.
….. Very nice wouldn’t you say so??
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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.
Here’s one of the funniest Loser stories I think I’ve ever heard…
Straight Out of Baltimore Maryland from his lips to my keyboard!
It all started when his girl Jen broke up with him because he couldn’t satisfy her, she told him he’s got a small penis and she stayed with him basically for a place to live. You know… For the rent and other perks, he paid for everything including the shopping sprees, out of town trips, he even did the whole “happy hour” on him with all her friends… I mean you get the picture he did the whole nine yards.
So after Jen left Keith and he winds up dressing in her old red panties and her blue jean skirt! What happen next is unthinkable! He took out the good old magic marker and wrote the word ” L-o-s-e-r ” on his fore head and “I have a small penis” on his stomach. You’d think it would end there.. Nope! He drove himself to the public school that they all work out at, that’s where he found her and ALL her friends.
Needless to say she threatened to call the police leaving Keith alone with his thoughts in his car whilst he jerked off to the pain of his humiliation. You’d think this would have been the end to his misery… He’s a gluten for punishment, we’ll write another installment on him in the days to come!