My name is Mistress Scarlet. I am a dominant female and a sadist. I am now a lesbian. I have a thoroughly subjugated husband who I call bitch-boy. Bitch-boy is a subjugated, trapped slave and a source of amusement. He does all the chores and housework, and fetches and carries and his reward is enforced chastity, humiliation, punishment and suffering; and of course living with an exciting beautiful woman!

My tastes are eclectic and include petticoating humiliation of bitch-boy as little girl, school girl and French maid; extended total sensory deprivation, sub-human slave treatment, SPH, babyfication, bondage, enforced hospitilisation, dickie-discipline, the use of an electrical box, tease and denial, and of course sessions of discipline to maintain appropriate standards of submissiveness.

Well a holiday comes to an end. Blissful – for me. So many orgasms! Almost every day bitch-boy received a prolonged deterrent punishment to get the day going, and ‘get me going’, not that I needed it. Pissed on each afternoon, left in sensory deprivation for a couple of hours upstairs all alone, colouring in with his dolly – outdoors for two or three hours, doing the laundry and ironing, teasingly – in secure sensory bondage on the sofa – having his boy’s bits played with for over an hour every day while I watched a number of DVD’s throughout my break.

No breakfast, no lunch for bitch-boy. All the driving. All the tidying up in the kitchen. The list goes on. bitch-boy will be glad to be home and me return to work, so he can have his break! But my giving up work is moving closer. Lucky bitch-boy will then have my supervising, exploiting company 24/7/365 – lucky slave.

I just adore the technique of using deceitful empathy and exploitative encouragement to get a slave to talk freely and passionately about the shameful, pathetic perversities that affect them so deeply. And then when the shameful beans have been well and truly spilt, the Mistress switches mode and callously and scornfully mocks the slave for having such contemptible perversities of thought and personality. Secondly, that she invokes a new devastating rule making the slave miserable for no other reason than – just because she can, and informs the slave that the new rule will remain in place for the rest of the slave’s existence – with no chance of a change of heart. Thirdly having the slave sincerely give thanks for something the slave hates and, finally, giving an instruction suffixed by the dreaded words, ‘until further notice’. Such an instruction filling a slave with dread because they have no idea for how long the torment will continue.  Delightful, cruel dominance!

My Mistress has done something that has left me truely heartbroken and in awe of Her development into the Dominant role. A week ago she came back from shopping looking amazing in her tight jeans and very well worn black leather ballet flats ( such a favourite of mine). She ordered me to get myself naked, and to be collared and hand cuffed with a short chain connecting the cuffs to collar; putting me in a begging position. I was so excited as I had a feeling I was going to have prolonged shoe worship after her long day of shopping.

Mistress began asking me if I liked her shoes etc, teasing me, patronising me. Making me say in detail how much I love footwear, why I love them etc. She has a wonderful way of making me feel comfortable to admit to my shoe fetish desires fully before switching it around to letting me know how pathetic it is to be turned on by shoe sweat.

She then began to tell me of a thought She had had while out and about. I was told how lucky I am that I love shoe worship as footwear licking is one of her favourite things. She enjoys the visual aspect of looking down. She enjoys the symbolism. She even enjoys feeling a tongue pushing against her toes through leather.  And of course there is the practical aspect of cleaning shoes with my tongue. She then went on to explain though that my fetish for the SMELL of sweaty worn shoes has no benefit to her at all. She explained that she was unhappy that a byproduct of my shoe licking was me enjoying the aroma of her foot sweat. This is especially true when sometimes prolonged shoe licking is used as punishment – she said it wasn’t right that I have the reward of smelling the shoe.

I was a little bit confused by what she said. Then she told me she had a present for me and I was to put my hands out. She placed a little package in my hand containing a swimmers nose clip. She laughed very hard and loud as she saw the penny drop with me. I felt sick instantly. She quickly explained that I would be wearing my present for all future foot and footwear worship to ensure I fully concentrate on the cleaning and worship and not my own pathetic little sweaty shoe AROMA fetish.

I attempted to plead and argue. She cut me off by placing her hand out and demanding with authority, ‘£3.50 for the present gimp’. So for extra humiliation I had to scurry off to get money to pay for the worst present I’ve ever had. She then took the clip out of the packet and placed it on my nose. She then made me thank her and tell her how wonderful her idea was. This was extra humiliating given the nasal voice created by the clip.

She explained that when I deserve a reward I will occasionally be allowed to sniff her footwear, but I will be gagged. She then casually and heartlessly said that she doesn’t envisage any eventuallity where I’ll ever lick and smell her shoes at the same time ever again. I was and am still devastated.

She then gave me her sweaty shoes and told me to lick the sweat out until further notice. And just for good measure, the nose clip stayed on for the rest of the day.

A little later today I will be releasing my lovely elliot from his cock cage. Still later, when I have dressed for cocktails and New Year’s celebrations I will be giving him more than his regular dose of Viagra. I am not entirely sure what I want to do to celebrate the New Year but it is always nice to have elliot at the ready. Later he will be locked in his steel cock cage for the first time and, for extra fun, I will be attaching the first of his scrotum weights to see how he adjusts. It is quite light weight so it should not be too uncomfortable. But he will positively clank if he is not wearing his girdle. (Which might be fun when he reads the Lesson in Church on Sunday.)

There were two huge events in our lives this year. First, I made the decision that elliot would be in a cock cage by default. While I let him out for much of the summer the fact is that he was caged for at least 300 of the last 365 days.

In retrospect, other than taking on the leadership of our marriage as a whole, putting elliot in chastity is one of the best decisions I have ever made. I am quite serious when I say that any dominant wife should consider the benefits of taking full charge of her husband’s sexuality.

My Mistress/Wife made me an orgasm schedule in August, 2015 when she locked me for the first time. I have only been released about 6-7 times since this time for intercourse. Each session lasts about 2 minutes then I am immediately re-locked.

Mistress reminded me before Father’s Day that this was a scheduled day for intercourse. The evening arrived and I was so excited to feel the warmth and wetness of Mistress tightly wrapped around my hard little clitty. She seductively unlocked my cage and removed it. I sprung to life and was ready to go. Mistress stroked me for a while as She told me how wet and ready she was for me.

She then proceeded to tell me that She was a little sore (from what I do not know) and that She would not be allowing me inside Her. She then ordered me to jack off in front of her. My heart sunk as I had been waiting for intercourse for months. After about 30 seconds of stroking I shot strong and hard all over my stomach. Mistress praised me for doing such a good job and explained that from now on this will be my primary way of achieving an orgasm.

Mistress then retrieved her “boyfriends” , a large thick dildo and Hitachi magic wand. She then ordered me to lay between her legs with my face about an inch away from her parts. I was not allowed to touch. She proceeded to fuck herself to several orgasms then stuck the wet dildo in my mouth. She obviously was not sore and used that as an excuse to deny me!

I have two cages. one allows no erection and the other allows for me to get fairly hard. My wife loved me wearing the one that allowed for some sort of boner. She would tease me while I wore it, and since it allowed for a small erection it left me unbelievably turned on. She would have me make her cum and then start teasing about letting me out to jack off. Of course rarely letting me do that. She would literally have me begging and crying for release. I would not get like that wearing the cage that prevented any kind of erection.

No “training” here but my Wife/Mistress/Keyholder does seem to get some twisted satisfaction out of knowing my device is small enough that it keeps me from getting nothing more than a small swell that melts and goes soft upon the resistance of the tube portion of my Lori #2c,  at which point I am then usually limp and leaking…and anal penetration…the thought of it makes me swell right beforehand BUT as soon as the invasion begins I shrivel and go limp and leak as well without any type of penile stimulation. Even before I was locked perpetually I would shrink and go limp upon commencement of slipping in a dildo or plug without any kind of stimulation to my penis. Even at that with stimulation I would still only be able to maintain a weak erection until only moments before orgasm when I would then get very hard and spasm on the anal toy as I ejaculated but VERY quickly go VERY limp.

My Mistress makes me wear a spiked ring attachment to device when I’m not with her to ensure I don’t have any unauthorized thoughts. The spikes bring me to tears if I get hard with the ring in place.

She takes it off when I’m with her if she wants massages etc

We also have a few cages. normally he is kept in the Attica 3. its pretty small. about an inch and a half long, not very wide. just enough room for his little thing. this is his normal cage, so if he gets excited for any reason, its an instant reminder who he belongs to. one of the others i like, i don’t know the name, but i use it when i feel like giving a little torture, or spankings sometimes. he can grow to about 3 inches, that’s it. hes barely over 4 when erect anyway, so that’s almost all the way. i love seeing a full cage and hearing the moans. i swear i could almost cum from that. i normally will let him in the bigger cage when he is servicing. its fun to sometimes give the little blue pill when hes in the cages too!

We are a couple with me in the late 40 and my kh/wife is with 10 years younger. Few years ago, with small steps, we turn to FLR. Soon involved chastity and she was very pleased by consequence, so start to increase continuous wearing of cage, with shortening the range of freedom days, but we are still beginners. She is increasingly stricter but loving and caring and i am allowed to orgasm, but not as often as I would have liked.

Last week i begged my wife for the permission to orgasm. Slight irritated by my insistence she said: „you had 24 orgasms until now on 2016. for many this are more than enough for a entire year and many are not so lucky.” She wrote to a friend, about, and soon replied this: “”24 in a year overall is at least 12 too many. 24 in 6 months!!! Never should happen. At most he should be at between 5-7 this time of year.“” I tried to argue that is a single opinion, but then she insisted no more orgasms the rest of the year.

She clicks the lock shut on my cage and gives me a tug to symbolize and to reinforce her control of me – eve while She is at work. If I have my daily chore list completed by the time She gets home,I then get released from my cage and am required to tie my balls in a pink ribbon to symbolize my status during the evening.

Within the framework that the whole chastity lifestyle is consensual, she has total control. A couple of months ago she decided I would get between 0 and 6 orgasms in the next year. (No ruined either). I had the feeling that it would be zero because she’d asked me if I could handle zero and I said yes, I thought I could. Then yesterday she announced after pussy worship that the cage could come off and she’d give me a handjob (penetration or her giving me oral not on the cards ever). So I was taken by complete surprise. And she added that next time — whenever that was — the cage would probably stay on.

My wife give me a reward last night for all my hard work over the weekend and the last 7 weeks of denial.

We went up to bed and she ordered me to lick her toes, i nelt on the floor and licked her toes for about 5 minutes whilst i could hear groans coming from the bed. I was getting very excited.

I was then order to satisfy her with my mouth and afterwards she produced the key.

“You are going to be allowed sex but dont you dare cum”

It felt absolutely amazing, cudnt believe my luck. Nearly came but managed to hold it off. After about 10 mins i was ordered back into the lock.

Needless to say, im struggling to concentrate today!!

Cant wait for my next release!

Of course, I defer to all other Mistresses about what they want to do with the penises they own.

But in my posts, I have expressed the opinion that penises of slaves, sissies and chaste guys need to stay small. This is why.

What is the purpose of an erection? There are two.

Men who are about to fuck clearly need erections. My boyfriends have beautiful ones and use them to pleasure me. They are men. They are entitled.

Erections are also acceptable for boys who masturbate. Let them have fun with their cocks.

But slaves like my husband are not allowed to fuck or masturbate, making an erection not only unnecessary but inappropriate.

So if you are not fucking or masturbating, why should your penis be allowed to grow?

When one of my boyfriends comes over, shouldn’t his be the only erection in the room? If my husband had one too, how disrespectful would that be?

An erection could also indicate that my husband sees his penis as a sex organ, which is of course ridiculous. his mouth and his asshole are his sex organs and he knows this.

When I first forbade erections, my husband had trouble obeying this. So I did him a favor and put him in chastity. he was grateful because it helped him obey my rule.

The only time he showed any lack of gratitude was his first day in a KTB. After his first erection attempt in that device, he asked me to take it off. I refused. he never asked again.

I adore the way you are with your slave husband. I am in a similar situation. My penis is never used for sex, not even jacking off. Instead, I prepare my wife for sex with real men. I also get to worship her ass frequently. Over the years, watching and listening to her have great sex with her lovers, I have learned just how truly inadequate I am providing my wife with sexual pleasure. I have learned to accept my role as her “eunuch” helper. She too finds my erections and especially my cum as offensive and demeaning to her. When I sniff her asshole, I do get aroused and leak some precum, but I never ever erect.

I am so happy for you. Not only is your penis never used for sex. But you also get to have your face near Her wonderful asshole. What a lucky slave you are.

Although I do not allow my husband to have erections, I do have use for his cum. About once a month, I perform a prostate milking so that his cum dribbles from his limp penis with no orgasm. Then he licks it up.

Submissive males who choose to live with a dominant woman may find themselves pleasuring her as a submissive with his tongue and not as a lover with his undesired penis. He will forgo erections, ejaculations and fucking all for the pleasure of worshiping his female partner. I really struggled early on in my relationship as my wife found great pleasure with her lover. On those nights, she was so worn out sexually afterwards that she had absolutely no energy, let alone desire, to play with me. It was never “my turn.”

I accept it now. No erections. No orgasm. No sex (except worshiping her feet or asshole).

My wife loves sexual pleasure. Her lover, and occasionally a female for a threesome, join with her in a night of sexual bliss. I am never invited to participate. I never erect. My penis appears to them as a “button” between my legs, dripping pre-cum to show my arousal. But, I am addicted to all of it. I can’t imagine life without this. I prepare her for sex.  She will have me sniff and lick her asshole in between rounds of sex. Her feet get sweaty and I adore the smell and taste as I lick them clean.

I accept it now. No erections. No orgasm. No sex (except worshiping her feet or asshole).

The current status of my Mistress’s penis is “Purely decorative”. Mistress hasn’t told me yet if I will ever get another erection or use if for anything.

In most devices, your penis will try to expand but not have enough room to. It will press against the device and eventually give up.

The KTB is different. With that, spikes will dig into your penis as it tries to erect. As you can imagine, this quickly ends your erection attempt.

If you are permitted to pee without asking permission, the need-to-pee erection is not a problem. your penis will not be able to erect but you will be able to sit on the toilet and relieve yourself with the device on.

This form of relationship is really nothing new, it has been around for longer than I could figure out. However it is only recently that it has begun to become accepted in the mainstream of society. With this level of male humiliation and control again doesn’t surprise me that feminists would absolutely love it to have there cake and eat it too. After all, what feminist woman wouldn’t want to have control over every aspect of her man’s life, including his ability to even masturbate.

It’s also referred to as “loving wives”. Many men & women who desire this lifestyle, blog quite a bit about it, and share their experiences and “training” techniques.

Supposedly, the dominance training comes through sexual “tease and denial”. Wherein the male is put in his “headspace” by extended times of being forced to pleasure his mate, at the expense of denying his release, wherein he becomes very submissive, and becomes basically a willing slave, capitulating to her every desire. Many say that once they receive “permission” for.a orgasm, they basically turn back into a man, and become “lazy” & defiant toward their mate, until their body desires another release.

Seems like a complete gender reversal role, as the man winds up doing all the housework, has absolutely no hobbies of his own, no money to spend on himself. I akin it to a complete gender flip of the Duluth model of abuse. But these men somehow desire being controlled like this.

You’ll find that once you’ve set an ejaculation schedule for your husband, his behavior will start to transform.