Kept by Her: A Femdom Male Chastity Short Story

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For me the chastity ‘belt’ is nothing about jealousy and trying to keep my lover faithful to me, although it is for some women who use them on their men. When he handed over the keys, our sex life was resurrected from the dead. We went from no sex together to more and better sex than when we were first married, all without him experiencing orgasms very often. Besides having better sex, I now have a more caring, attentive husband. We never argue anymore, not even about the household chores or what to watch on TV. He shows me and tells me every day how much he loves me. The chastity devices he wears doesn’t make him do this. It simply ensures he does.”

That is ridiculous. I am not at fault; the bank teller is. I dare you to go down to the bank and ground her!! Or, better yet, see the manager! Tell them they are incompetent!”He only had two accidental ejaculations during sex – the first one was forgiven, the second one punished with a knee to the balls.” Debby proceeded to tell the women all my worst habits and attitudes. The women took notes and asked questions. Debby confided the most intimate details about me and all I could do was stand there. When she was done sent me to the front of the house to wait for all the men to be done. The wives were very excited and talkative through dinner but all the men were very quiet in anticipation.

To all the ladies who think their partner is weird for bringing up chastity. Just stop for a second and think. He wants to worship you, he wants to belong to you, he wants to pleasure you, he is willing to suffer for you, he wants to devote himself to your happiness. And he’ll love every second of it. What are you waiting for?” There are many reasons why boys should be caged. They’ll be more responsive to your wants and needs. They’ll be more productive themselves, not having to be concerned about masturbating. He’ll always be thinking of you and always knows that you are the center of his pleasure. He’ll learn the difference between wanting to cum and needing to cum. And finally, it’s just so hot to know he can’t get off without your permission.” Spanking F/M, Wife Led Marriage (WLM), Domestic Discipline (DD), Wife Spanks Husband, In Front of OthersEliza recounts a story from her first year in college. “I was with my boyfriend in his dorm room. His roommate was away for the weekend (or so we thought). I’m under the covers giving him a blow job and having a good time. I don’t even hear the key turn in the door or anything— all of a sudden I just hear his roommate talking.”

My heart started pounding as I heard her walking down the hallway. My time was up. The execution of the sentence was at hand and it was going to hurt. She walked into the room and commented on what a nice target I presented, and then proceeded to tie my hands to the bench. “I know you’re going to wiggle tonight so I’m going to make sure you stay put,” she said as she pulled the strap tight around my legs. She was right. I couldn’t get up if I wanted to and now I was completely at her mercy. She didn’t give me any. When a husband agrees to stay chaste, he must abandon any ideas of masturbating alone, forsaking selfish satisfaction no matter how frustrating that may be. Whether he's prevented from playing with himself by a plastic contraption, a proper chastity belt, or simply a promise to his wife, the pleasures of his hand are off-limits - unless she wants him to watch him do it, her way!OW, please not so hard,” I cried, hoping she would show a little mercy, but the next stroke was just as hard and she was far from finished. “You’re in no position to tell me how hard I should spank you,” she said. “You earned this and you’re going to get all of it. Just hope I don’t loose count and have to start over.” The paddle continued to leave its mark and I did my best not to disrupt her count. For simplistiy I’ll break it down into three distinct phases even though shades of those three phases and some overlap occur. Phase one should have been predictable but it wasn’t for me. Pardon the cliche but it fits — Phase one is the honeymoon phase. While I was busy as a bee trying to figure out how to actually make a male chastity device “work” for the better part of two months really wasn’t a phase. It became quite pedestrian in pursuit of a goal — to get this done and over, maybe even to teach hubby a lesson. Sure hubby was excited but not nearly as much as I would have guessed and after the on/off trial/error part was established it became a bit routine for him as well. I guess that happened because we both “knew” this was just testing and getting a device that worked and actually enforced chastity for real on my terms and also making sure he and his body got used to it. Phase One But you know that the silent treatment is a manifestation of hostility, and that it is hurtful, don’t you?” Good boy. I want to hear you cry. I want you to become innocent as a baby and dependent under my discipline and care. Then I want to spank you some more. I’m going to spank my authority into your sweet, round bottom. Now, hold very still, sweetie. Can you show mommy how good you can be?”

Well, it is certainly true that you could do a lot better with treating me respectfully, and I hope you will, in the future. But I am talking about now, right this minute, after all this pouting and moping around and acting like a martyr, and acting like I am some kind of tyrant. Do you understand what I mean?” She felt calm, no longer angry. She stopped patting her palm and ran her fingers through his hair, lovingly. But she was resolute, definitely resolute. She thought to herself, “Sometimes spanking his bottom is very arousing, and gives me pure joy; other times, not so much. I’m sure it’s difficult for him, but my part isn’t easy either. Spanking with purpose requires strength of character, because I am always tempted to be lenient. And, really, he is a pitiful specimen of a recipient. He’s not the least bit brave in the first place; any decent paddling has him blubbering and begging before I’m half-way done. And he can hardly take a caning at all: his bottom is adorable and inviting, but it invariably cuts easily, so he usually gets at most about a half-dozen medium-strength strokes. The bottom line is that even when he is being punished he is a self-centered brat who has no appreciation of my efforts.” After my shower, I returned to the kitchen to fill my shaving cup. She was still sitting on the couch reading the paper. This time I said nothing.Who did I recruit for this mission? My neighbor. She was (she moved later) an airline flight attendant and married to a successful engineer. We live in a city with row houses with common walls. We knew that she and her husband had a happy sexually fulfilling marriage — thanks to the common walls. We knew them pretty well and had the occasional dinner. Her husband was a runner and it was obvious that he was in good shape. I confided in her and asked her to be the key holder. She immediately thought it would be great fun. Unfortunately, her husband was not amused and was not willing to participate in any way. I didn’t tell my husband, but simply invited her over for coffee about a week later. She was wearing the key. You didn’t get grounded because of the bank receipts. You got grounded for being disrespectful and oppositional. And now, Steve, you have been brooding all day today. You have hardly spoken to me. I think it is called the “silent treatment.” Isn’t that so? into the living room all the wives were facing me sitting behind the banquet table like a panel of judges. This was absolutely the most humbling experience I have ever had. I couldn’t even hold my head up. Aunt Kay explained that at this get together the women were going to be able to vent all their frustrations about their husbands and get the