Personal Diary of a Dominatrix – Stories from My Life – Thoughts on BDSM and Phone Sex
By: Domina Cinara - March 10th, 2010
I’m a very selfish woman when it comes to my sexual activities.
This includes the dominatrix phone sex calls that I do.
I enjoy using men… and my own enjoyment always comes first.
But then again… my slave boys always love the way I use them.
(By: Domina Cinara) I wrote a post a few days ago entitled – “He Said He Could Handle Brutal CBT… He Was Wrong”… and boy, what a reaction that one has gotten ~laughs~.
I’m not at all surprised or disappointed… both in terms of the number of people contacting me about the story, and the content of their messages. People always freak out a bit over things like that… but the “freaking out” is almost always mixed with clear fascination and sexual excitement. They act shocked but want to know oh-so-much more… telling me that my femdom stories make them both aroused and afraid ~laughs~.
Let me clear things up a little…
With something like a CBT phone sex call, things get broken up into two basic categories… those that want to “do” it… and those that want to fantasize about doing it.
In the first case, the sessions I do as a professional dominatrix are all consensual. Whether face-to-face or phone sex, they’d have to be. That’s part of what professional means in this context. Some like it extreme… some like it soft… what I do with each reflects what we both like and what I recognize them capable of handling, within the limits of what we’ve prior discussed (sometimes what they’re truly capable of handling is actually much less than the limits they thought they could… part of being a good dominatrix and a professional is the ability to recognize this quickly, adjust the scene accordingly, and still make it excellent).
In CBT phone sex or any kind of femdom torture, a line of limitation is drawn by the simple fact that whatever occurs is obviously self inflicted. Consent is a constant factor, as is communication since we’re on the phone and all actions must be expressed. I like to make my sessions intense and exciting, but like I’ve already said, I read and recognize the appropriate limits of my callers and stay within them. With those that are new, I start off easy… you get the best long term results from slave training that is well paced.
In the second case, many phone sex callers aren’t into actually doing what excites them… they love talking about it but wouldn’t really do it. They’re more interested in the role-playing of shared fantasies that phone sex makes possible, especially when it comes to what falls under extreme femdom BDSM.
For example… last week a guy I haven’t spoken to since I moved contacted me. Last time we talked we did a CBT phone sex session that got a bit heavy. He was telling me that he still remembered how at the end of the call I carved my name into the side of his cock with a razor blade. Obviously I didn’t actually do that, we were on the phone… but the cock and ball torture scene we did was intense and he still thinks about it ~grinz~
One of the best parts about dominatrix phone sex – which is also one of the main reasons I got involved with it – is this opportunity to explore all kinds of different extreme fantasies with people who otherwise would have little or no outlet for what they dream about. I’ve played out all kinds of fetish scenes with callers that have been amazing to explore. Some reflect things I’ve actually done in real life… while others hit the dark places in my mind that I love to get off to but could never realistically, or legally, touch ~laughs~.
So stop worrying about how you want to be with me so badly… but don’t know if you can handle it. I can handle you just fine… no matter what you’re level of experience. I know you love this shit, and more importantly… I know what I’m doing.
The femdom stories that I tell tend towards the more extreme things I do because those stories are the ones most interesting to tell… and I know those are the ones that most of you most want to hear… cause you’re a fucking bunch of sick pups ~grinz~. But then I guess that makes me the sick bitch ~winks~
Speaking of sick… of course everything I’ve been talking about in this post refers to the professional side of what I do… I live my private life by a different set of rules ~smiles~.
PS – I wouldn’t really call the contents of that CBT phone sex call all *that* extreme ~laughs~ The human body can take much more punishment than that.
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Funny thing… many think the stories of what I do in real life are extreme ~laughs~
They’d drop dead with fright if they knew the kinds of things I dream about.
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By: Domina Cinara - March 7th, 2010
Men like to think they are so very rough and tough…
A nice dose of cock and ball torture brings them back to reality very quickly.
Guess it’s hard to be macho when you’re curled up in a ball crying.
Scared shitless that my thigh high boots might stomp whatever’s left.
(By: Strapon Domina Cinara) I thought I’d tell you the story of this dominatrix phone sex call I did last night. Think of it as more of a short cautionary tale than truly one of my femdom stories… a lesson taught and now shared with the class ~grinz~.
So, this guy gets on the phone and immediately tells me he is into brutal CBT and “all kinds of extreme femdom shit.”
Now, when I do cock and ball torture… I keep things within limits that fit the male slave I’m with. If he tells me he’s new to CBT, we start off easy… if he says he’s experienced, then I test him to see where he’s really at before taking his claims seriously.
What one person thinks is extreme, may be far different from what another does… and if that other person’s definition is a lot more extreme than yours, you’re in for one hell of an eye opening education ~laughs~.
Any time torture of any form is involved in a femdom session, the dominatrix has to find her own answers regarding the limits of a slave she isn’t familiar with. The line he draws is not the limit… you pull it back even more and see what’s really up before pushing.
But the guy on this particular phone sex call, was all kinds of cocky… big mouth bragging about how he could “handle the most extreme cock and ball torture Domina Cinara can dish out.”
Oh, REALLY ~smiles sweeter~
You want to mouth off… fine… we’ll see who laughs last.
Seems someone needed to be taught a little lesson… in femdom ballbusting… in humility… and most of all, in the proper way to talk to a Domina.
If we had been face to face I would have shown him very quickly just how brutal CBT can be… with him bound and gagged, and me beating and tearing his cock and balls to shreds.
Seriously, you think that little squiggly shit you’ve got between your legs is going to survive the two fisted abuse of a cruel dominatrix in long leather gloves who doesn’t give a crap in hell how loud you scream!?! ~laughs~ And I haven’t even broken out the thigh high boots that are the other half of my favored cock and ball torture ensemble. Once you see those leather clad long legs coming to hurt you, you’ll fast admit the error of your ways… that and probably piss yourself.
But since we were on the phone, I was limited to what I could order him to do to himself… and since we were on the phone, he could stop whenever his full of shit pussy ass couldn’t take it anymore.
We started the femdom CBT off simple… rope bondage around the penis and testicles… sack tied up nice and tight with the bottom half of the cock wrapped and constricted. And of course, I had to have him slap that small package around a bit after he was done, just to make sure the cock and ball bondage would hold ~smiles~
Then I jumped ahead to the sandpaper… can’t have a messy little penis now, can we? A piece of sandpaper, vigorously applied to his cock and balls, slowly removed every offending hair, along with the top layer of skin.
This was followed by a few hard smacks to the testicles with a bare hand… then more than a few harder smacks to the head of the cock with a wooden spoon (had to work with what he had on hand)… and closing with half a dozen ballbusting smacks directly to each testicle with the handle.
Next, a substantial quantity of cayenne pepper mixed with just enough water to create a paste. Paste then applied to freshly sandpapered cock and balls.
Wait for it… wait for it… and yes, such lovely sounds emanate from the male vocal chords when the burn sets in ~grinz~
~turns the sarcasm on~ But that’s not enough… of course not… not for a guy who’s into “brutal CBT” and says he “can handle the most extreme cock and ball torture Domina Cinara can dish out.”
Leftover cayenne paste repeatedly forced into the penis until – what he claimed was “a tablespoon” – had been forced down the shaft. Yeah, right… “tablespoon”… my sweet shaven cunt.
But now this was where we started to have some difficulty.
Prior to this he had gone along with things pretty well. There was some hesitation during the wooden spoon ballbusting… and I heard the first hints of fear in his sweet gasps of pain when the pepper burn kicked in all over his privates. But when the paste was forced into his cock, that’s when the truth of this blowhard was fully exposed… just as I already knew, he wasn’t near as extreme as his babbling bravado claimed.
What a bunch of whining – “Oh, Domina… isn’t that enough… oh my god, this is killing me… oh, please… there’s so much in there… it‘s burning so bad”… blah, blah, blah. And this wasn’t even close to the kind of brutal CBT that gets my sadistic side happy… not by a long shot.
I told him to shut up and be thankful I wasn’t there… that if I was, I’d take the spike heel of my thigh high boot and ram it down his penis, shoving the pepper in as far as it would go.
And of course this was when I finally let loose with the insults.
Until then I’d said nothing about his tough guy claims. I just proceeded with the cock and ball torture in a cold, methodical way, waiting until the moment I wanted arrived. And now that it had, I ripped into him fully… mocking his bogus claims of being such an experienced femdom CBT player… the extreme pain slut able to handle anything I could dish out.
And once that fragile male pride had been kicked soundly by a woman who holding it in nothing but contempt, the man just has to get himself into more trouble. It always goes that way, like some kind of twisted self-destructive masculine reflex reaction. When I threw his words back at him, of course he had to continue the session. He had to “prove” himself to the dominatrix… but he didn’t get much farther ~laughs~. It was then I dropped the hammer on him, literally… and smashed that inflated ego for good.
Counting the number of times I heard the hammer hit the nails… I’d say he maybe got one in as far as I wanted, a second about half way, and a third not really at all. Then he gave up… begging forgiveness as he admitted he was a stupid male slave that liked to talk shit about brutal CBT… with his scrotum painfully nailed to a board.
But the story doesn’t end there. As punishment I made him rip the nails out – ah, what lovely screams!!! ~smiles dreamy~ – and he had to buy the right to remove each one ~laughs~ $200 each. I wanted to torture him more but he was crying enough already, and he’d learned his lesson plenty.
I mean really… what did this idiot think was going to happen to him, especially when we’re talking about brutal CBT? And truth be told, what I did was what he was hoping for anyway. I have no problem knocking down a man who is trying to bait me, so long as it’s worth my time and I enjoy doing it ~laughs~. As much as he cried and got more than he expected, he loved every bit of it.
He’s in orgasm denial right now – else he’d still be jerking off to what I did to him. When he heals a little, he’ll begin his training under me at a level fitting the sort of pathetic crybaby slave he is.
Here endeth the CBT story… don’t get cocky with a dominatrix who gets off on sadism… especially when your cock and balls are involved.
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By: Domina Cinara - March 6th, 2010
A masturbatrix is a type of dominatrix… specializing in guided cock stroking.
But my definition of that title goes far beyond just telling you how to jerk off.
When I take control of a cock, it’s owned by me… and I intend to enjoy it.
(By: Domina Cinara) One of the most common types of phone sex calls I do is guided masturbation, which makes sense considering the medium through which we’re interacting.
But I’m more than just a beautifully cruel dominatrix who knows how to use her sexy voice and perverted mind to make men beg to play with themselves for me… lying there, listening to their delightful suffering as I tease them to that point where they would do anything for an orgasm. Sure, it‘s a lot of fun for me to do… but I have so much more in mind for my possessions.
For me, femdom guided masturbation is the first step to a man giving up total control of his cock to my lasting ownership. When I’ve forced him to submit his sexuality to me, then I really get to play.
Yeah, I know what you’re thinking – like guys don’t beg to do that for me plenty already ~laughs~. No, that’s not what I’m talking about.
What I mean is forced masturbation… I like to make men to masturbate at my command… immediately… dropping anything and everything to jerk off the instant I tell them to.
No matter the time of day… no matter where they are… a message or call from me… and out comes that penis.
If you have to hide it under the desk at work, run to a dirty public bathroom stall, lie to the wife and “go out for groceries” so you can jerk off in the car… I don’t fucking care. You get the command, and the cock stroking begins the instant I say so.
Sometimes it’s just a simple message from me, telling them to go off and jerk it. I’ll just order them to go do it now, specifying if they’re allowed to cum, or if they’re to bring themselves to the edge of orgasm and stop (sometimes I throw in a ruined orgasm just to be a real bitch ~laughs~).
Other times I’ll take them on a full guided masturbation session, forcing them to obey… with how well they follow my commands influencing whether they get permission to cum, or are punished with orgasm denial… or worse.
The result is obviously a more intense form of guided cock stroking… both for the slave and the masturbatrix.
For the guy, it’s a mad rush… the more unexpected the timing of the call, the greater the intensity and excitement for him… especially since the knowledge that he may be called at any time keeps the thought constantly in the back of his head… building anticipation and helplessness, and with that, his state of arousal.
And as for me… forced masturbation is always a lot of fun. If I get the slave boy at just the “right“ moment, it can be flat out hilarious listening to him panic and rush about… but regardless of that… the ruthless level of cock control I have in this kind of femdom session I totally love.
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If the thought of doing something like this excites you, you should contact me.
I do a semi-scheduled version of forced masturbation with my phone sex callers that we can talk about.
What happens is… the guided masturbation session is setup in advance, everything except the actual time of the call. The only notice you get is the period within which it will occur – usually within 5 or 7 days after we talk… with some reasonable limitations placed on the possible times it could happen just to keep things from getting ridiculous. Then you wait for it to happen… which means you’d better prepare yourself for it, and manage your schedule wisely.
Arranging for multiple or even daily guided masturbation calls at times I choose is possible too… as are prearranged scenarios and fantasies. As long as it sounds interesting to me, I’m willing to listen so don’t be shy ~grinz~.
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Will I punish or will I pleasure? I’ll do whatever the hell I want to you! ~laughs~
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By: Domina Cinara - March 2nd, 2010
Sometimes I just get this near uncontrollable urge to be deep in a man’s ass…
To spread him wide and shove a huge dildo or latex gloved fist in as far as I can.
I don’t care if you admit you masturbate to femdom strapon sex or not.
If I had you bound and bent over… you’d be scared but you’d want it too.
Violated in The Park – Part VII – “My Panty Gag Silenced His Screams”
(By: Strapon Domina Cinara) I had him exactly the way I wanted him… handcuffed to the fence and gagged with my panties… helpless and forced to accept whatever I wanted to do to his body.
I stood silently behind him, pausing a moment to look around and see if perhaps someone was watching. I hadn’t seen anyone as we entered the park and nothing had since changed. Shadows from the building and surrounding trees hid us well enough, and our short fight hadn’t produced enough noise to draw any attention.
That’s one of the good things about femdom ballbusting… unlike other types of pain, the nature of this particular sexual assault tends to not produce a lot of noise. When hit hard enough, the effect is so extreme that it actually stifles any vocal response.
I really wouldn’t have minded someone watching, so long as they‘d keep their fucking mouths shut. I’m a shameless exhibitionist and an extreme pervert, and audiences only serve to provoke me even more. It’s part of why I write this diary and the femdom stories within it… I like to tease and arouse, but I also like to shock and even horrify… the thought of unseen watchers in the park only excited me more.
Smiling, I took the huge dildo from my leather handbag, and slipped into the harness.
I took my time… he wasn’t going anywhere and I like to tease myself a little at times like this by letting the anticipation build even more… kinda like the calm before the storm ~grinz~. Besides, he needed to recover a bit before having this strapon forced up his ass ~laughs~.
I know you can imagine how hot I look in thigh high boots, long leather gloves, and a sexy, skin tight dress… with a long, thick strapon hanging between my legs. Trust me, the reality would give you a heart attack, especially if I had you trapped helplessly in bondage like I did this fool… and you saw the aroused, sadistic look I had in my eyes that night.
Forget whatever you think you know about what a strapon dominatrix is like. That porno shit you watch while you’re sitting at the computer is nothing but some actress playing a part. A real life strapon domina, a cruel female sadist who is truly into extreme femdom BDSM, is an entirely different world. Real forced female domination isn’t some kind of cute game played out by the hour… not in a situation like the one in this extreme story. It’s a man learning what it feels like to be weak and inferior… used and discarded by something better than him.
I was going to use him like a cheap anal sex slut. Before, he had stood watching me, wanting to masturbate while I showed him my ass and panties. Now it was me standing behind him, slowly stroking my strapon cock while looking at his ass. The shock of those painful ballbusting punches to the groin had worn off a bit by now. He was starting to struggle again, the fence rattling as he pulled against the handcuffs… while a flood of foul phrased protests were muffled by the panty gag I had forced into his mouth. The nasty grin on my face grew wider as I thought about how he would really have something to yell about in a few moments.
He still had his pants on though, so I walked back to him to take them off. The sound of my thigh high boots crossing the distance to him warned of my approach, and as I stepped behind him one of his legs kicked back to try to hit me.
No… oh, no… none of that shit with me.
I kicked him hard in the back of the offending leg… the tip of my thigh high boot connecting with the soft spot behind the knee. His leg gave out and he grunted in pain, as loud as he could with my panties in his mouth. I grabbed him by his hair, pulling his head back painfully, and told him to go ahead and keep trying to kick me, it would just make me enjoy hurting him all the more. Then I rolled the fingers of my right hand into a ball and punched him in his side… the feel of the skintight long leather gloves connecting with his exposed ribs was just so satisfying… as was the sound of him now choking on my panties as a result. Still holding his head pulled back I asked him in a sweet voice if he liked the taste of my wet pussy now… ~laughs~ and if he wanted me to shove my panties all the way down his throat when I was done.
Reaching around in front of him, I undid his belt a pulled his pants off, forcing them down around his ankles. Then I squatted down and pulled the belt tight again, closing it to restrict the movement of his legs some. The strapon I had on was so big that I’m sure he felt that huge dildo against his bare flesh as I stripped him.
He had a pale baby ass ~laughs~… big tough guy with a soft bare bottom. When I saw that pale white baby butt I just couldn’t help myself. His little pink asshole was like a perfect target painted on sheet of paper. Laughing to myself, I stepped back a bit and then I kicked him directly in his asshole… the tip of my thigh high boot connecting perfectly with his tight hole… I think it even popped in a little bit. Holy shit did that unexpected shot hurt. He jumped up the fence, his hands curling into claws as he screamed. The panty gag again stifled his sounds, but they did nothing to stop the park from being filled with my cruel laughter.
(Part VIII will continue this extreme bondage story… when I‘ve posted it I will activate this link – Femdom Stories )
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Even before I got involved with professional BDSM, I loved forced femdom sex.
Stories of my earliest sexual encounters would mark me an obvious predator.
I can’t even describe how it felt the first time I put on a strapon…
I was so excited, I nearly split the young girl I was with in two ~laughs~
Lesbian strapon sex with a cute classmate was my first time wearing a dildo…
But it wasn’t long before my hard cock found it’s way into a young man’s ass.
By: Domina Cinara - March 1st, 2010
I don‘t know of a single woman who doesn’t love sexy shoes.
We wear things like stiletto heels not just to tease men…
But also because of how beautiful and sexy they make us feel.
Every female enjoys having her feet pampered and lavished with attention.
Foot worship makes a woman truly feel like a beautiful femdom goddess.
It’s a fetish we enjoy just as much as men, in our own way.
(By: Domina Cinara) I’ve being lying around nearly naked all day… and these sexy stiletto heels I have on have put me in such a playful mood. My puppy slave gave me a wonderful foot massage, and my toes felt so good in her mouth… but now I’m in the mood to tease and slave boy… and you’re not here.
I know the idea of a sexy foot tease drives you just crazy, and I would so enjoy making you squirm right now. That’s why I decided to record this erotic audio, so you could listen to me tell you all about what I want my feet to do to your body. Oh, I’m going to let you worship them… and then I’m going to let them do a lot more than just tease -
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The only thing that’s missing, is a man’s cock and balls to tease with them.
There’s so much I could do to a man’s body, with 5″ stiletto heels like these…
Naughty or nice… I guess it just depends on how I want to play with you.
You can listen to this foot tease audio as often as you want… but it’s nothing compared to being alone with me on the phone. There you’ll be able to worship me privately and together we can share our mutual love of my sexy feet. You’re not the only one who has a foot fetish… I love being pampered and I could talk about women’s shoes all day long, especially sexy stiletto heels. You’d pass out if you saw how big my collection is… and I’m always looking for lovely new additions.
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Have you ever had a woman stroke your cock with her feet?
Caressing them with the soles, and then pinning the shaft between the arches…
Slowly stroking the full length of your penis while she lies there in front of you…
Long legs stretched out… tight, smooth muscles shifting with each stroke.
Maybe I should do a foot tease audio about that some day…
And maybe I should try some ideas out on you first.
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By: Domina Cinara - February 27th, 2010
Well, this obviously isn’t going to be about cock stroking…
You don’t have enough penis down there for me to be bothered with doing that.
Nope, a pathetic male like you can only inspire one type of femdom erotica – humiliation.
And so now I’m going to have to make the little boy cry.
Suck it up shrimp dick… I’m sure this isn’t the first time you’ve been laughed at.
(By: Domina Cinara) So, how many people know about that little secret you hide in your pants? I bet a couple girls have seen it… did they try to pretend they didn’t notice how small your penis is… did they try to be nice and tell you “its okay”… or did they just laugh in your face because it’s so ridiculous?
Well, I’m as honest a humiliatrix as I am cruel… so don’t think you’re going to get any sympathy here. It’s not my fault you have a shrimp dick, you can thank the shit genes your parents passed down to you for that.
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Trying to talk to a beautiful girl can only lead to humiliation for you.
Seriously, when it comes to sex, you’ve got nothing to offer…
You‘re not really a man… you‘re a little boy whose cock never grew up.
And don’t think you’re going anywhere you pathetic shit… I’m not done with you yet. This recording was just the beginning of your torment. Now do what you’re told and call me so I can laugh in your face. Be glad for the chance to talk to any woman at all, other than your mommy… or are you so fucking pathetic that even she doesnt want anything to do with you?
Whatever, I really don’t care about your sob stories… I have my own plans for you. Maybe I can turn you into something more useful than your tiny manhood looks… something like a laughing stock I can rent out to all-girl parties. You could be the comedy freak they parade around naked so everyone can point at you and laugh.
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You aren’t worth teasing… and you‘re barely worth laughing at.
The only reason why I did this small penis humiliation audio is because…
I intend on using you as much as abusing… you worthless little sack of piss.
And if you don’t do every single thing Domina Cinara tells you to…
I’m going to make sure that everyone you know finds out about your tiny little secret.
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By: Domina Cinara - February 26th, 2010
A chastity belt is more than just a form of punishment and cock control.
It’s often exciting to wear… which is very beneficial to training.
The excitement of being locked a device that removes the ability to touch himself…
Rapidly increases the intensity of the sexual frustration the wearer feels…
Forcing the male slave to quickly learn to deal with these emotions.
(By: Strapon Domina Cinara) I have a male chastity slave who has been very naughty… and I’m pondering what kind of punishment should I drop on his head?
I’ve been keeping him in orgasm denial on and off for the last 3 months… and he’s normally very obedient. The only punishment he’s received before has been in response to the occasional nocturnal emission – I don’t care if you can’t control it, an orgasm is an orgasm… awake or asleep, if I don’t permit it, you don’t have it. Otherwise his slave training has been going very well.
But this time he’s done something extra bad… he had sex with a girl without permission and came inside of her ~puts her Holy Shit! face on~… yeah, I know… what the hell was he thinking!?! This small cock little bitch isn’t good enough to have sex with women, and orgasm denial is an absolute if I say so, no matter what.
Now, he says he couldn’t help it, he got drunk and didn’t mean to. Yeah right, more like he finally found a dim wit bimbo that didn’t laugh herself silly at the sight of his small cock and so he went for it. Unacceptable.
Basic chastity belt punishment isn’t going to do this time… he did a lot more than just cum. Cock and ball punishment would give me a nice sadistic fix, but that’s not enough either… though I’ll probably do plenty of that anyway as a sort of selfish appetizer for me ~grinz~.
I need to do something really evil to him. Something soaked in male humiliation to give a nice, long lasting flavor to the physical suffering I intend for him.
To start with, he’s going to wear a male chastity belt out in public all weekend, over his clothes (it has “I Wear This For Domina Cinara“ clearly written on the front ~grinz~)… and he’ll be forced to go out like that. The shame will eat him alive, but also make his little penis very hard… which that tight device will turn into an appropriately uncomfortable experience for him. He loves femdom humiliation as much as he hates it, and the memory of his shame will continue to both excite and embarrass him for weeks… which will feed the intensity of his coming denial since he won’t be able to masturbate to the memory… and that will help get his chastity training back on course. A good beginning, but chastity belt punishment is only a small start that’s not near enough of an answer for what he did. No one violates orgasm denial with me.
He’ll be on his cell phone with me when he’s out, so I can make sure he goes to heavily trafficked public places… that and I want to hear all the laughing and comments people make – it’ll be so damn hilarious I can’t wait. I love doing shit like this to slave boys.
I’ll make him find people who will talk to me on the phone. There’s always some ballsy young girls who jump at the chance to pick on a guy like this. I’ll make him find them so we can laugh at him together and they can tell me if he’s really doing what I command. He’ll be forced to tell them all about how I own him, why he’s wearing the chastity belt, and just what he did to deserve this punishment.
But I have to do something more to him… a lot more… something not too extreme, but very cruel and creative. What I come up with will be wonderfully nasty for sure.
Femdom Stories – Erotic Audio
Orgasm Denial Phone Sex
The threat of public humiliation is a powerful weapon in the arsenal of a dominatrix.
The male ego is fragile enough already… it doesn’t handle public embarrassment well.