cuckieman:

Our first extended period of several weeks of hubby locked
in chastity and the results were amazing!   I’ve locked him
up for short periods of time before, but this was our permanent period for
extended lock up. We started on a Friday evening. The lock snapped shut at 8pm
and the only key went around my neck, to be worn for the entire period. By Sunday
night the effects began showing. Yes, there was some whining, begging, and
general complaining but this was expected. When it got to be too much, I sternly
told him to stop or I would begin adding time.

Those words did the trick each
time.

On Monday when he complained about
the device pulling on his hairs, I removed it and trimmed all of his pubic hair off.  I liked this so much, hubby stays tightly shaven now.  The steel cage went back on right after the shaving. I
loved the new “neater” look and thought to myself “this is how he will remain”. By the following Tuesday I began seeing a remarkable difference in his
behavior and overall attitude. I came home from a long day at work and found
all the household chores done. The vacuuming, the dishes, the dusting, almost everything.
This was unheard of. It had only been 4 days and I was already loving the
results. 

We spent the entire evening watching
TV while he rubbed my feet. We ended the evening with him lapping my pussy for
½ hour and bringing me too multiple over the top orgasms. This was a turning
point for me. If I had ever had any doubt that locking up his cock was the
right decision, those doubts were gone. All the articles and stories I read
were dead on. I was ecstatic and already began plotting how I would make
this “trial period” a permanent arrangement. 

The rest of the week saw his submission
deepen each and every day. On Wednesday he went to his underwear drawer and
found all his boxers replaced with my own panties. With the confused look on
his face I crept up behind him and reached around to cup his little locked cock
in my hand, I whispered heavy in his ear:

“Honey, with your cock neatly
shaved and locked away, it looks so feminine, so I thought why not take the
next step and keep you in panties and stockings for the rest of your trial period”

He hesitated only briefly before
picking up beautiful blue selection and stepping into them. My pussy
immediately became moist. I don’t think I have ever been happier in our
relationship. The road we were heading down was even better than I had
fantasized. I turned him around and pulled out my phone to snap a picture. I
wanted this moment saved for ever. He instinctively moved his hands in front of
his crotch to cover his panty clad locked cock. In my new realm of female dominance,
I saw this as an act of disobedience that could not be tolerated. Without
thinking I physically pushed him against the wall hard. The look on my face
must have been pretty angry, because I recognized the fear in his eyes. I spoke
firmly and deliberately:

“Listen to me you bitch! I own that
cock and I own you. If you disrespect me like that again, you’ll buy yourself
another week in lock up. Is that clear?”

“Yes ma’am, I’m sorry” was his only reply.

I slapped his face hard. “Don’t
forget who is charge here!”, i said as i fondled the key that hung from around
my neck.  I took the pics I wanted. 

He meekly nodded in agreement. The
lack of fight he put up was telling. His submission to my verbal and physical
attack was feeding my already growing feelings of power and dominance. My
emotions were running high and it felt like another milestone moment in our
journey towards a Female Led Relationship was unfolding right before me. 

I was caught in the moment. Already
dressed for the office I quickly removed my pants and threw him on the bed. The
events that had led up to this had my pussy sopping wet. I mean I had just
slapped him in the face and called him a bitch, and he did nothing. 

I mounted his face and began
grinding out an orgasm. He didn’t resist. I don’t think he could have if he
wanted to. My thighs were clamped around his head and my pussy was ravaging his
face. 

“You understand you’re my bitch now
don’t you?”

“Yes” all I could hear from under my hungry pussy. 

I lifted up for only a second: “What
are you to me”

“I’m your bitch” Came his immediate answer.

Perfect I thought to myself. I
finished and quickly for dressed again and headed off for work. 

On my drive in I thought about the
scene. First the humiliation he must have felt when I announced that he would
be wearing women’s underwear from now on. Then the humbling emotion when I
physically pushed him into the wall and slapped his face, before forcibly
queening him. Then finally the pictures of his locked, shaved, and pantied
cock. I imagine he feared what would happen with those? Who would I show them
too? 

At this point I knew that this is
what I wanted. I wanted this trial period too become a permanent lifestyle. We
would both be happier, it would improve our relationship and deepen our love
for each other. Studies have shown this to be true and my own experiences reinforced
this.

When Saturday morning came we were 1 week in and I really didn’t want this to end. Why would I? 

• I got waited on hand and foot at night
• Openly more respected and honor
• He became a masterful oral sex giver
• The whinning and begging about sex and chastity had stopped

It was perfect. If I unlocked him
Saturday morning, I feared all the progress we made this week would be in vain,
and we’d be starting at square one again. I just couldn’t allow that to happen.
But of
course I could just “Change my mind”, but what if I could make it his idea
to continue?

Saturday night is here and my
perfectly behaved caged man is at my side. Pretty
panties covering his caged straining cock and balls. I’m wearing my tightest pajama
bottom and stroking his cage, over the panties, and asking if he’s excited
about it being removed tomorrow? Of course he is. I’m whispering in his ear how
much I’ve enjoyed this week and how I feel we’ve made tremendous strides. His
cock is straining against the cage. I tell him he can take off “his” panties. His
cock is now dripping precum. I reach down and wipe a drop of with my finger. I
raise my finger to his mouth and he obediently sucks it dry. 

I tell him to get on his knees while
I remove my pajama bottoms.  I lay back down on the couch, and much like the past week, ask him if he’d
like to eat my pussy. Of course the answer is an exuberant “YES”. He begins to
approach, but I stop him. “Maybe you should wait?”

I could see the wheels turning in his head wondering if he had disappointed me.

I turned over and guide head to
within inches of my ass. I let my cheeks brush his face and his lips.

“How
would you like to worship lick my ass instead?”. 

“I’d really rather eat your pussy”

“That’s not an option tonight” I kept my tone friendly but decisive.

“If that’s my only choice then of
course I want to eat your ass”

I should point out that in our 4 years
together, he has never properly worshipped my ass. I think most women who are
not in a Female Led Relationship are missing out on this very pleasurable
experience. Another reason to chastise your man and make him your bitch. 

I had him lay down on his back and I brought his face to within an inch
of my ass before stopping.

In a stern voice I said “What if that’s your only
choice? No, I’ll give you a much tougher choice to make now bitch. How bad do you
want to worship this ass in your face?”

I was stroking his cage. Precum was
furiously leaking out. I knew what the answer would be. He was in a frenzied
state and would do or say anything. 

“Please let me lick your ass”, he begged

Here was the moment of truth: 

“Okay, I will let you do that, but
in return you have to agree to go another week in chastity. The choice is
yours. “Respect and honor my needs or get released from your chastity.”

During this whole discussion his
face was an inch from my ass as I wiggled slowly. I felt each breath against my exposed
cheeks. 

“I’m sorry honey. I know this is a
tough decision. I know how badly you want to lick my asshole AND I know you would like to be released. You can only have one, what will it be?”

No immediate response. After a few
seconds I said “You’ve got 10 seconds to decide”

His breath hastened. I began
counting down. I got to five then I felt it. His lips and tongue on my asshole. Oh my god!
I’m was overwhelmed!  A week ago there would be no chance of him ever eating my ass.
Now he’s accepting chastity to do it!

“You know what this means honey?”

He murmured a yes as his tongue
began exploring my ass. 

“Oh baby, I’m very happy with the
decision you’ve made. Look at how far we have come. I love you my bitch”

I was triumphant. He truly was my
bitch and we were on our way to a full-time FLR. I was true to my word. He
didn’t get the privilege of eating my pussy that night, and most efforts were
directing at pleasing my previously neglected ass. How humiliating. How
degrading. How truly loving. I lost track of time as I fell into and out of
bliss. 

A locked man truly will do
anything.

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