Chip Control

I know there’s a lot of really heavy and intense things on Tumblr that reflect a fantasy world of BDSM. There’s a lot of people out there that will tell you that you have to obey without question. That you have to endure somebody treating you like shit because you’re a submissive. That you have to be an object.

I want to remind you that isn’t true. Most of the captions written on Tumblr would never be said in real life. I guarantee you that these people don’t have the balls to walk up to somebody and say that to them out of the blue. They thrive off of anonymity. It allows them to forget their Humanity.

Trust me, I understand there’s a time and a place for humiliation and degradation. But no human being deserves to be treated like that 24/7. We are social creatures. Our emotional and mental health needs affirmation at times.

Basically I’m trying to remind you that submission is a gift. To those of you that are new, you don’t have to put up with being treated poorly simply because somebody tells you that’s the way it is. It isn’t that way.

it would be easy to find cock to suck but i dont need that.  Much more difficult is to find what i need - a real sadist MASTER who knows how to properly use an object

**Close Encounters at an abandoned port**

**CH 03 Bound and gagged**

There I sit down, kneeled down. In my leather biker overall.

Butt plugged, tit chained, a second chain running through my spiked cock ring, a semi hard-on, hooded and blindfolded… hands cuffed behind my back: a steel bar between my cuffed hands and my back…

I just savored the privilege of being ungagged for some seconds. But that wasn’t for long, as I spit my gag out… WITHOUT Master’s permission…

Now something other was forced into my mouth… I feel a heavy steel ring forcing my mouth to stay open. A ring mouth gag is strapped on to my head…

I try to say “Thank You, Sir”, but the ring prevents me from speaking.

Suddenly after the ring has been placed, I feel something other being forced into my mouth. It is warm…It is wet, tasting salty… it grows once it got inside…

It was forced down to the back of my throat… I start gagging… couldn’t regulate my gag reflex…

It is removed again…  I start chocking and desperately gasping for fresh air … before it gets in a second time…

Slowly I get back to myself, and start to savor my Master’s flesh… His salty cream…

He pushes my head right into His crotch.

I don’t know how long this took, but suddenly He pulls back my head… I am gasping for fresh air again… but now I am allowed to have some more ‘free’-time… I return back to my self… breathing becomes regular…

A third time, He forces Himself into my mouth… Even deeper than the first two times…

Again that salty, wet flesh… I feel a juicy cream entering my mouth… I am forced to swallow it.

Then it is pulled back out…

I reach out my tongue, trying to touch that salty stick that must be somewhere dangling in front of me..

But before I have succeeded, it already has been forced into my mouth again… I taste the creamy salty soup again.  I swallow in heavenly feelings…

This is repeated several times… every new time is even better than before… but at the end He is running out of His creaming soup.

Master stops…. I get some time to recover… to get back to normal… to breathe easily without chocking….

“Open your mouth!”

‘Silly command’, I think, ‘My mouth is already opened, forced by that damned ring’

“Head up!”

I raise my head…

“Tongue out!”

Then I feel something like a water flow that is coming down at my tongue. I get  a warm feeling as the salty natural Champaign enters my mouth…

“Drink!”

I swallow each single drop of Master’s Champaign…

Then suddenly the flow stops…

“Tongue in!”

I feel the ring gag  being removed. My jaws and cheeks are aching as the pressure of the ring had disappeared.

“Breathe through your nose.”

Automatically I close my lips as I start breathing by my nose.

Master’s hand runs over my nose… pinches my nostrils… Despite of Master’s order I have to breathe through my mouth… I open my mouth… again aching jaws.

Then I feel the old rubber gag being put into place again… I hear snaps being fastened again…

HELL!!!!… What’s that? … HELL!!!

That gag burns inside my mouth… The salty taste is replaced by a burning feeling…

SHIT… Master had the gag creamed up with a sauce of red hot chili peppers…

Again tears roll down… choking starts again…

Another yank at my tit chain and all my attentions turn back to my sore tits and cock… For a moment I forget the pepper inside of my mouth…

As Master already said: It‘s all a matter of concentration on the right body parts.

I feel Master’s hands running over my hood… getting grip on the eye cover… removing it…

Light enters my eyes… it takes some time before I get used to the clear light…

I look up to the man in front of me… it is still my Master that is in front of me… nothing  has changed…

He still wears his knee high leather heavy engineer Wesco’s, the tight leather pants with two white stripes at their side legs. His fly is closed… a black double bucket belt… a black white piped Sam Brown running over His right shoulder. A leather waist coat over a black short sleeved police shirt. Black leather wrist bands and Damascus gloves. A white leather tie… A pepper and salt designer stubble beard and a black Muir Cap over a mirrored pair of sunglasses…

“Get up!”, He barks.

I try to get up… It takes some time before I get all up… After such a long time at the ground, my blood flow has to get used to the new position. Slowly I get up.

“Back against the bar behind you!”

Spikes are pinching in my cock’s flesh as I finally stand right up… Every move I make, pulls at my chains… torturing my cock and tits.

Master gets to my back… As He stands behind me, I feel a heavy chain being laid around my neck… It is secured to another horizontal bar behind my…

All I can do now is stand up: tied up to the crossing bar,  I am unable to kneel down…

Being forced into that erect position I feel my burning nips as the chain pulls them down… At the same time the spikes of the cock ring are pinching into my flesh by the pulling upwards of that same chain.

But that is not enough… Master gets my hands again… removes the iron hand cuffs… Gets my right hand… secures it with a leather wrist cuff, back to the gate behind me in  a 90 degrees position above my head. Same procedure for my other hand.

Master returns back in front of me…

He firmly yanks at my chains…

“MMMMPPPHHH”, I moan…

Tears roll down out of my eyes over my leathered face….

Tears of pain, tears of the pepper taste in my mouth, but maybe tears of joy too…

Then He kicks both my feet apart… Again my tits burn and a stinging pain in my cock’s base as the chains pull on the  tit clamps and spiked cock ring.

Now I am standing spread-eagled as I feel my Master cuffing my ankles to the heavy gate behind me.

Suddenly, a last yank at the chain between my nipples…

Again burning flames of pain running over my entire body…

Then Master opens the entire front zip of  my racing overall… exposing my bare chest and semi hard-on…

Followed by a last couple of  kisses on my chest… tender, soft kisses….

I fear the moment that I suppose will come next: the removal of those damned clamps.

But instead of removing them, I hear Master’s voice, coldly saying:

“I have to go now, boi. I have another appointment… You’ll stay here for the night… I will be back tomorrow… don’t know exactly when, could be in the early morning , could be later.”

He turns around and walks away…. Slowly…. disappearing out of my sight… behind the horizon…

**The End**

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Check out this AMAZING Chastity Letter from a Master to a Boy posted on metalbondnyc’s website. Fuck it makes me fill my cage more than the rest…. ( metalbondnyc is my hero)…

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“By Unknown

Rob:

You’ve long had a desire to explore Chastity, and although I’ve indulged you at times over the years, we’ve only played at the edges of your desires.  That, Boy, is about to change.

I’ve carefully thought through how best to make sure you have the opportunity to explore your desires and explore a period of Chastity while keeping in mind that your fantasy may be more than you’d bargain for.

I’ve also considered our schedules, lifestyle and your high need for sexual release and believe I’ve found the perfect solution to meet your desires.   This may not be what you’d choose if it were you making the decision, but the decision will not be yours.

I know you far better than you know yourself, and I understand that an exploration into your desires and fetish won’t work while we remain equal partners, so I’m making you my Chastity Boy.  Understand that Boys don’t have cocks (those are for men); Boys don’t have erections; Boys can’t be trusted to stand and pee (you will sit to urinate); Boys don’t have pubes;  Boys have chores with ramifications and/or punishment if they don’t perform them to my satisfaction; Boys don’t have orgasms.

I have no interest in your being a boy in any other area of our relationship, but until I decide otherwise, you will be a boy when it comes to your dick and exploring your chastity fantasy.

As my Chastity Boy:

You will be shaved from the neck down..   Chest, Ass, Crotch, Arms, Legs, Armpits will be completely smooth. You will shave yourself and present yourself for my inspection.

We will have sex one more time before you’re locked in the cock cage. Enjoy this sexual release, because it’s the last one I’m guaranteeing for awhile.

To ensure that this is a consensual agreement, you will beg and plead with me to lock up your cock as you’re approaching orgasm. You will beg me to take complete control of your cock and orgasms. You will beg me to make you my Chastity Boy.

Immediately upon achieving orgasm, the cock cage will be locked on your cock. I want it locked on while the last of your cum is dribbling out of your dick and before you even clean up.

The instant the lock snaps shut, you give up all control of your penis and orgasms to me. I will decide the next time you touch your penis as well as the next time you have an orgasm.

I demand the following as owner of your penis:

You will learn the benefits of chastity, the enjoyment of orgasm control and the pleasure of handing over all rights to your penis.

You will learn how to gain sexual fulfillment though bringing ME to orgasm and learn how your ass, mouth and other areas of your body can provide enjoyment despite not being able to cum.

You will not speak of your penis or your orgasms. The penis belongs to me, and you simply don’t have orgasms until I choose otherwise. When asked, you will respond with how MY penis is doing while locked in the cage.

You will learn to embrace your interest in chastity without complaint. You will not ask for release, or ask when you will be released.  You will not like what happens if you complain or beg.

Since there are times when wearing the cock cage will cause undue discomfort or not be appropriate, I will allow it to be removed in the following conditions: Doctor Visits, Social Situations, Travelling or other situations as I deem appropriate. Unless otherwise instructed, you will not touch yourself or seek sexual gratification when out of the cage.  On demand, you will put it back on and surrender the keys.

Your period of chastity will not impact my sexual needs. You will ensure that my sexual needs are met in any way that I choose. You will learn how satisfying it is to provide total pleasure to me without regard to your own sexual release.

Get used to this. I know you have a strong desire to be a chastised boy, but lack the initiative to do it on your own.