Some may point out that I am manipulating the innocent kinky interests of my boyfriend in a careful and diabolical manner to slowly break him into becoming my slave in such a way that makes it psychologically, legally, and financially impossible for him to ever escape my evil clutches. Yes! I’m guilty as charged. But, to be fair, I told him that this was my intent from the very beginning. I remember his answer to me was, “Yes!” He even said, “Please.”

Over the course of our relationship I felt it essential to continue to engage in serious discussions where I encouraged Butler to share his deepest feelings about our S&M activities. I need to know that he remains healthy even as I apply pressure. My discipline should create passion for me not a desire to escape. It’s a narrow path to traverse.

I have to be firm enough to move us forward but patient enough not to run too far ahead of him. I have learned that although he dislikes and fears corporal punishment, he is sexually tantalized by my willingness to punish him. He acknowledges that whipping him has been a gateway for him to a to rise above the mundane to a higher level of sensual awareness of me. He has admitted that the more I whip him the more divine I seem to him.

Often it’s hard to hold back because I receive an electric charge of confidence and pleasure when I observe that he sincerely fears displeasing me about everyday practical matters. Sometimes, I see him nervously checking on the condition of the house or any projects I have given him. It empowers me. A raised eyebrow of mild displeasure from me sends a cold shiver into his scrotum. It’s such a rush of excitement to know that our dom/sub relationship is real! I intend to continue to be cruel and demanding enough so he never thinks of discipline as kinky foreplay. I want to keep him nervous of making even small mistakes in his service to me. This is what he asked for and I intend to give it to him. Plus, it excites me!

I had to leave for the weekend. I thought about leaving my sub, Butler, in his cell with food and water for the long weekend but it didn’t seem safe. He is precious to me. Instead, I bought the heaviest chain I could find and an enormous padlock. I locked the long chain tightly enough around his neck so that he couldn’t remove it. The rest of the chain dangled heavily down his torso to his knees. I knew he would be too embarrassed to leave the house and be seen in public with it locked around his neck. I also left him with a list of chores to keep him busy. Of course, I also left his cock cage on. I doubt he would get anything done if I allowed him the freedom to touch himself. Ha!

Staring at him while he knelt in front of me with his chastity belt clamping his genitals and the enormous chain mocking his “free” weekend was a deeply satisfying moment for me. Butler looks good for his age. He’s always had a toned body but seeing him chained, in chastity, and in a submissive posture, I realized again that he was beautiful to me. I have my work for women’s rights in Tennessee but Butler is my favorite hobby.