Emily's Bitch Slave: A Chastity Femdom Story

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Fingers again gripped my now flaccid penis and something was being inserted into it. As it was pushed deeper and deeper into me the slight burning verified to me that my Foley was being replaced.

The surgery, which took 1-1/2 hours, was far more complex than Claire had imagined. However, she was grateful that the woman she had selected to neuter her pet worked so carefully and methodically, with comfort and safety foremost in her mind. We spent our days on manual labor, mostly threshing wheat, tying straw into bales, and similar work. No thought or skill was needed, just brute strength. We worked naked. We were not allowed tools, so it all had to be done by pure manual labor, with our hands. It was hard, mind-numbing, primitive work of absolute boredom. It probably could have been done by a machine, or by using modern tools, much faster and easier. But the Ladies liked to use slave labor, and it clearly amused them to work us, chained, like animals.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. The straps holding me in the stirrups and to the table being released woke me up. Someone lifted my legs out of the stirrups and helped me into a sitting position on the end of the table. I was so exhausted I could barely sit upright but the same hands helped steady me. The gag in my mouth deflated in I felt the laces of the helmet being loosened. The strap holding the gag was released and it was pulled from my mouth and the pads covering my eyes were also released and removed. It was the nurse helping me and I could see Mistress and the doctor on the other side of the examining room talking and putting things into a medium-sized suitcase. The nurse pulled the helmet from over my head and handed it across the room to Mistress who placed it in the Very well. Let’s proceed,” she said, motioning for Mistress Claire and her pet to follow her into the operating room. The lady now removed her blouse and skirt, preparatory to donning her surgical clothes, and she pulled down her panties. Nearby, was my newfound laborer. He still looked defiant, but there was something else in his countenance as well, now. Fear. He was a smart cookie, and even if he didn't know exactly what was about to happen, he had the general drift.

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".We’ve decided on neutering for you,” Mistress Claire told her pet, smiling broadly as she did so. A lovely 36-year old blonde, she shared ownership of the slave with several girlfriends who, like her, were married and young mothers.

Consider getting help from another woman or man who is more dominant than you. You play the good leader and she/he plays the strict disciplinarian. You will need to coach at the same time but the tag team approach gives the learner plenty of focus time on his fantasy and reinforces the woman’s leadership and superior role. Training your man with the boot camp approach Excuse me? Miss? Miss Supervisor? You are making a mistake, I’m not here for....” I started to explain…. 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". This goes on for a while and after she has had a few drinks she turns off the TV and turns her attention to me. I’m going to shave your balls first and then apply antiseptic to the area. Hold very still as I work with the razor. We don’t want any accidents,” the Surgical Mistress said, quite seriously.

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Tonight’s night of worship went really well. First I greeted her on my knees as I always do. She presented her hand to kiss. Then we went into the living room to chat. She sits on her couch and I always sit on the floor at her feet. 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. By way of history, the first inclination of something different was when it came to sex. She wanted to be on top. She said that she found it easier to get aroused. There was a fair bit of experimenting early in the marriage where I would cum before her and go soft and she would be left unsatisfied. She said she wanted us to cum together but I would cum early. We went through a period where she was frustrated and then through discussion we agreed that I would hold off and giver her time to orgasm. But then having held off I couldn’t immediately cum and then I would get frustrated. We also talked through other aspects of sex were she indicated that often she felt obligated to just give me sex so I would not get grumpy or obligated to perform and fake orgasm so then proceed to my orgasm. I really had this desire to look after her and not put pressure on her and the end result of these discussions was that she would initiate sex. I was not to ask or talk about it or beg or plead. I would try to get her in the mood by making sure the house was clean and the chores all done. Give her flowers and so on. Over time, sex is only when she wants it and I never orgasm inside her. I get to masturbate about once a month but sometimes she will make me abstain for several months. I counted. They both laughed and Wendi replied with a cool “Thank you!” And I replied, “Thank you for taking such good care of my Goddess’ beautiful hair.” I looked at Goddess Beth and she gave me a big long kiss on my cheek. She left a nice kiss mark on my cheek and I kept it as long as I could. Same as if he's a short timer. Get rid of him. Trade him on the second hand market. Of course you wont get all that much for him there, but it's better than nothing. But don't worry; I haven't had one yet that I haven't been able to whip into shape, one way or another. It's amazing how a bit of pain can show them who's boss."