Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

Are you done with your little sissy tantrum? Nothing says manly like a little sissy maid stomping their feet, all because a little dribble session was canceled. We've talked about this many times before but sissy's with tiny little clitties are here to serve/amuse women. What's the Sissy mantra?

"Sissies pleasure comes through service to her Mistress" Mistress.

It seems you forgot during that little sissy tantrum. I think we need to add the spikes to that little cage to help you remember this mantra. Hopefully next time I consider allowing you a little dribble you'll be appreciative of just the consideration. I don't see that happening for a while now.

Straighten those seams and back to your chores. I hope those spikes help that bratty little attitude Sissy.

If you lick my heel I'll get you out of the cage.

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Chastity Cage

A little over 13 months ago my sweet baby locked my cock in a metal chastity cage for the first time. It was entirely her idea. I had never heard of a chastity cage until she brought it up the first time. After the third or forth time she mentioned, it I figured I’d look into it. (Which is how I stumbled on Tumblr). After reading about the cages, it seemed like it would be fun to let her lock it up once in a while, so I bought a cheap cage on Amazon to surprise her with. That particular cage was a disaster. But sweet baby was SO excited! We went back online and found two more to try. One of those worked out pretty well. It came on a Thursday. We were going camping with another couple that weekend. When she opened the box initially, she excitedly said, “let’s put it on now and leave it on the whole weekend”. I wore it to bed that night, I wore it to work on Friday. If you have never worn a cock cage, or don’t have a cock, you cannot imagine just how much of an impact wearing one has on your daily life. Going to the bathroom, (the act itself, and also the risk of someone seeing at a urinal), walking, sitting, the tightness of every pair of pants you own, nocturnal erections. There is not a moment throughout the day that you are unaware of your predicament. But it is so much fun! When the weekend was over I was very much looking forward to having sweet baby unlock it. After unpacking I said to her, “Can you take it off now”? Without a moments pause she responded, “No, I like this. I don’t want this to be a once in a while thing. I want you wearing it 24/7”. Quite frankly I was somewhat dumbfounded. But yet intrigued at the same time. And that’s the way of the cage. You love it and hate it simultaneously. I desperately want to cum, and at the same time love when she doesn’t allow it. So much of the time I cannot discern whether I’m coming or going. I’m relieved, yet disappointed when I get to cum. I’m frustrated, yet exhilarated when she deprives me of an orgasm. After 2 months wearing that cheap Amazon cage, baby had a custom cage built for me. After wearing this one I cannot believe I was able to tolerate the other. And of all the hours and minutes that have ticked by since she clicked that lock shut the very first time, that cage has been locked snugly around my cock at least 95% of those minutes and seconds. She takes it off when she wants to play with it, or when she wants to watch me play with it. Occasionally she takes it off and leaves it off for an extended period of time, a week, sometimes two. She likes how uncomfortable it is when I have to start wearing it again. Last week was one of those times. We flew up to visit my parents and sweet baby told me to leave the cage at home. We got home Monday night and she let me sleep without it. Tuesday morning I woke up hard and wanting to play. Baby felt my hardness as we cuddled, she reached around and started stroking me until I was rock hard and wanting desperately to slide into her. At that moment she said, “go get your cage and put it on now”. I groaned. She giggled. Seriously, she giggled. Then she said, “look at that look on your face. You look so disappointed.” “I am”, I whined. “Can’t we play again before you lock it back up”? “No. go get it and put it on now.” She responded. I spent the next few minutes trying to stuff my big swollen cock into that small tight metal cage. When I had finally succeeded, she clicked the lock shut and jumped out of bed to start her day. I woke up this morning tired and cranky. The cage pinched and pulled all night. I woke up thinking I hate this thing, I want it off. And almost immediately thought how glad I am that she locked it away. It’s an absurd dichotomy I know. But that’s the way of the cage. I feel proud that she wears the key unabashedly around her neck all day proclaiming her ownership. And I feel proud to be owned. Well, with that, it’s time to go see my first patient. I wonder what they would think if they knew that their straight laced doctor was sitting in front of them locked in a metal chastity cage?

What do you think?

And just like that, you’re rock hard. You love hearing her tell you stories like that, cause you know you could never do that to her.

It’s funny what can make boys of a particular nature go very light-headed, isn’t it.