My Chaste Life

We were both standing there in a bit of shock about what had happened. I looked down and said, “I’m kind of surprised that this happened to both of us.” He just kept looking in the mirror and replied, “I’ve been wanting this for a long time, so I’m not surprised about me. I always knew I’d end up in a chastity cage serving someone. Honestly though, I never thought it would happen to someone like you.”

I never thought it would happen to me either but it did. I replied, “It came out of nowhere really. We were on our second date. The next thing I knew we were in a sex shop and I was getting fitted. I’m really a bit embarrassed about it, but it feels so good. I can’t pretend I’m not a fag, I’m caged.”

“My naivety was thinking that I was his only boy. When he texted and said my cage came in I rushed right over so he could lock me up. I was a bit stunned to see you here, naked and waiting.”

“I was pretty surprised when you showed up as well. When I arrived, he told me to remove my clothes in the entryway. I thought he wanted to have sex. What a fool I was. He motioned for me to sit on the couch and said we were waiting for one other person. I was scared to death when I saw you, but you obviously knew the protocol and were naked yourself, so I was just confused.”

“I guess two caged faggots are better than one. Hopefully we can help each other be good boys and stay locked because that’s all I want to do.”

I totally agree faggot.”

Dan (above) and I have been together for about a year now. We’d started out as a pretty vanilla couple and we’d never really discussed our kinks.  When we got to chatting about it I managed to find out that he was into hypno and some BDSM, but when I told him I was into slavery and domination he didn’t seem keen on the idea. I’d always topped him but I don’t think he realised how deep it went.

I’d suggested that we explore our kinks and that maybe booking in with a hypnotist could help him open up to some new ideas.  This gave Dan a bit of a hard on and he quickly agreed. We made an appointment with a guy we found on recon and within a day we were in his front room.

The hypnotist implanted a few triggers in him so we could have fun in the bedroom. He walked over to Dan, now deep in trance, and placed a collar on him. He told him that when he wore the collar he was a slave and could only comply with what I asked and when he didn't he could do as he wanted.  He also implanted the idea that the more he wore it, the more comfortable he’d be with it and he would want to wear it for longer and longer amounts of time.

Then he turned to me, started counting and I can’t really remember the rest.

After our session we started slowly, I’d have him put it on for a few hours a day a couple of times a week.  The sessions were hot, I could see it was the same old him in his eyes and sometimes he’d look at me disgusted at the things I’d have him do, but he couldn’t say no and did everything I asked.  I’d even managed to get him blindfolded and handcuffed which was a new one for us.

One day it came time to take it off and he was about to when I said “leave it on”. He looked at me shocked and his eyes pled with me to take it off, instead I said.  "Come suck my dick, then when you’re finished get dinner started”, his eyes dulled slightly like a part of him was lost, his cock grew hard and he ripped my trousers off and sucked my dick like it was the best thing he’d tasted. I found myself being more dominant than usual and enjoyed watching him gag as I forced my cock to the back of his throat.  After I blew multiple loads of my scuzz in Dan’s mouth we skipped dinner; he was full anyway. I took off his collar and we both cuddled up in bed.

Over time we started leaving it on for longer and I didn’t even realise. About a week later I left it on overnight and when we woke up in the morning I told him to “go get me some fucking breakfast boi”. I was shocked I’d said it and I’d never called him boi before. But oddly he replied “Yes sir” and his little dick was tented in his underwear. 

Damn, I don’t know why, but him calling me sir made me fucking horny. When he came back we went three rounds and straight after I told him I was gonna keep him in chastity now as he wouldn’t be using his dick much anyway and he basically came at the thought.

After some alone time during the day I thought this might be going too far and took his collar off, it took a while as he begged me not to but it had to be done. He spent the next week or so without it on but I could tell he wanted it, he missed it and he felt empty without it.

The next Monday the chastity cage came in the mail and I could see he longed to serve me again, he spent all day waiting to open the package. When I got home from work Dan begged me to put his collar on again but I said it wasn’t a good idea and I think it was changing him. He said “sorry then sir” and came in for a hug. Immediately I felt a cold chain round my neck and I grew hard and horny. “Get the fuck off me boi and open wide” i commanded. My little slut smirked, his dick now hard and opened his mouth up. I spat in his mouth and said “now get down and clean my feet”

He dropped to his knees and began to lick my bare feet clean. The little cum slut was leaking cum all over the floor as he dripped in pleasure. “I wouldn’t get used to that boi, once you’re done cleaning them I’ll be fitting your cage” I teased. He shuddered as he shot again.

I don’t know what that hypnotists did to me but fuck it I love owning a little slut like this, he knows his place and it’s under my feet.

Fuck vanilla, I love my new boi bitch. In fact I love it so much I’m looking for another. If you think you could fit the role message me, I’m always looking for more eager slaves. Dan won’t be complaining when I tell you to fuck his little pussy.