Bottom line, tell me what to do, when and how to do it. Maybe if I fail to comply, I am ordered to purchase a sturdy chastity belt within 6 hours, lock it in place with keys in the mail to you. Tell me that for my disobedience, I may never be allowed an erection again. Period. Make the challenges increasing difficult and push me to the limit. If I don’t live up to your level, force me to take a video of me emptying an entire bottle of super glue into the lock of my belt. I’d probably beg like the bitch I am and I’d definitely cry and feel helpless, but you don’t care. You had no use for my “manhood” anyway. And you like to see the fear in my eyes as you grab my balls and laugh. “These balls are so fucking pathetic. I can bring you down to your knees with two fingers and you couldn’t even begin to stop me. I’ll bring tears to your eyes, with sadness for being born with such vulnerable organs between your legs conveniently for me to access. But just then, I’ll pull out my vibrator and place it against your cage. The vibrations will feel so good, you will immediately forget the previous six months of chastity with nothing more than wet dreams and countless edgings. Again, you are reminded of how weak you are.
“Bitch boy, I have another task for you. Fail this time, and I will be sending you to my girlfriends cabin to serve her — I can not stand another failure from you. You have been pathetic. I am going to be going on a vacation with my boyfriend. You will shop, pack, and prepare me for the trip. You will also be going with, and I will be handling your belongings. Just know that you will not forget this trip. Now go to the mall, I have a long list of items for you to purchase. Also, give me your credit card, I will be purchasing our three plane tickets. We will be flying first class. You will be sitting in the rear of the plane with a sign on your neck reading, ‘Property of Mistress Lynne. Please kick me in the balls or remind me of the fact that I am not permitted an orgasm. I deserve all of this punishment. I am pathetic.’ I can already picture the stewardesses laughing to each other as they read your sign. I then whisper to them to have you brought to the front of the plane. I will have you stand in front of the entire first-class portion of the plane, wearing nothing but your chastity and panties. I will then ask you to go one-by-one fulfilling the request of each woman on the plane. If you can complete this by the time we land, I will allow you to put some of your clothes back on. If not, you will be immediately humbled, with your balls pulled behind you and between your legs. I will then give you the option of to walking quickly, stretching your balls, or being forced to sit on your balls with your full weight until we arrive at the cabin. Unsure, you will choose to sit on your balls. Mistake! You didn’t realize how painful this option would be, nor did you realize that my girlfriend’s cabin is at the end of a long, bumpy, dirt road. I am sure to go fast over the uneven road so that you feel each bump in your squashed balls. ‘Aren’t you glad we brought you with? I’d like you to be caged at the foot of our bed each night so you can be reminded of what real men do to a sexy woman like myself. But first, I have a surprise for you. Put on this blind fold and stand with your back to this wall.’
Before I realize it, I am tied spread-eagle to a wall. The blindfold is kept on to increase the mystery. Suddenly, I feel my chastity cage being removed and instantly my dick becomes erect. ‘Aww, looks like this little baby dick was horny. Maybe we can change that.’
I then feel a hand rubbing a cold substance all over my dick and balls. The slipperyness of the liquid feels so incredible, I feel like I am going to cum already. Seconds later, I realize what happened. I hear laughing in my periphery and you say, “HAHAHAHHA slave, I am sure you realize that I just covered your precious little dick and balls with Icy Hot. HAHAHA. Hope you have fun. If I hear one word out of you, I will reapply the cream. I will stop ONLY once you endure the cream soaking into your cock and balls without whimpering, crying, whining, or making any sound. We can do this over and over until the trip ends if you’d like. I brought several tubes. You poor little bitch. I bet you like this though, huh? I bet you are so aroused right now, simply because I have unlocked you for the first time in over 6 months. Do you think you deserve an orgasm?”
“No mistress, I do not.”
“So are you saying I should put the chastity cage back on right now, without allowing you to feel any pleasure?”
“Mistress, I would like you to use my former “manhood” however pleases you the most. I would do absolutely anything to be permitted an orgasm, however, I understand if you would prefer to have my balls kicked while immobilized. Force me to beg you for more, even though I would be unable to stand without the restraints. Force me to use the safeword, then stare into my eyes and say, ‘Did you just use the safe word? Funny thing, bitch, you thought that I provided you with a safe word. But there is nothing to stop me from continuing. Why should I stop? I don’t care if this hurts. In fact, thats the exact reason why I am doing this. I want your balls to hurt so badly that you wish deep down in your soul that you were instead born a woman without vulnerable balls between your legs. On top of that, I want you to beg me to do this. And lastly, I will do all of this while you pay for mine and my boyfriends vacation, while you are left in your doggy cage, chastity cage, panties, and shock collar. You are worthless to me. You are lucky it is so easy to control you with those balls, because otherwise I would have them removed immediately. Now I am going to rub my naked body all over that chastity cage to remind you of what blue balls feel like. HAHAH I am sure you are well aware, huh? When was the last time you actually were allowed to fuck a real woman?”
“Mistress, does my fleshlight or pillow count?”
“No. But that has got to be the most pathetic, hilarious question I have ever heard.”
“Well then, it was almost three years ago, then, that I was allowed to penetrate a woman.”
“Oh my. Do you feel that is long enough to solidify the fact that you are undesirable as a man and should be treated with extreme humiliation?”
“Yes, Mistress. Although I would like to make it clear that should you decide I need further punishment, I am willing.”
“Of course you are willing. You don’t have a choice. Even if I untied you and unhumbled you this very second. You would be unable to stop me from asserting my dominance. Try to cover up your balls? Fine. But you forget that from behind, between your legs, they are still accessible. And for thinking that you could stop me in any way, you will spread your legs, hands on head, this very second. 3. 2. Good boy. Now tell me what you want me to do.”
“Mistress, please kick, knee, slap, punch, squeeze, squash, punish, humiliate, or whatever else you’d like to do to my balls. Please do this as hard and as frequent as you’d like. Please continue to do so until you feel satisfied. I would like you to know that I am at your mercy, and I apologize for not being 100% subservient. I deserve to be punished severely. As an option, I would like to offer that you invite as many friends over as you would like to join in the destruction of ‘your’ balls. I will promise to remain standing and at attention for the entire duration of the punishment or I will be forced to play a Femdom game.
I am envisioning me hosting a party consisting of you and 9 friends. I am in chastity, panties, and a shock collar. Each woman is provided a remote to the shock collar and is welcome to shock or vibrate my balls as severely and as frequently as she’d like. For the first portion of the game, I am forced to lick each of you to orgasm. If I am able to achieve that, I will proceed to being suspended off of the ground, legs spread. I will then have my chastity belt removed and I will be left to hang there until my erection subsides (which may be quite a while). In the mean time, you ladies will be pleasuring yourselves attempting to tease me viciously. After my erection finally subsides, I will be given the opportunity to hump the leg of one of the women. The name of the women that you ladies choose will be written down. I will then be forced to complete a scavenger hunt (I will choose to participate with either my hands and feet handcuffed together or to do so with the tightest, spikiest belt I can find on my cock while the shock collar is used to vibrate my balls and induce an impossible erection.
“You will choose to attempt the scavenger hunt without the use of your hands or good mobility (but you will be given freedom from the cage — just think, if you do well enough, I might allow you to put your little dick between my thighs and hump until I force you to ruin your erection 😀 You poor little loser. I bet that sounds like heaven, huh?). Your second option will be to endure the absolute maximum amount of pain we can inflict on your worthless cock and balls while you attempt to complete the scavenger hunt. Make a choice. Now.”
“Mistress, I am not sure, do you have a preference?”
“Too late, you choose both. Spread em and put your hands behind you.”
As I am shackled and forced into the one size too small chastity belt, I can hear the room of girls laughing. Lastly, and not part of the options, I am blindfolded.
“Alright bitch boy, your first task in this ten part scavenger hunt is to identify each of the women simply by the taste and smell of her vagina. I hope you were paying attention earlier. You will be given the opportunity to answer incorrectly three times. Any more than that and we will move on, with you recording a failure for the first item. You will need to be successful on at least 9 of 10 items in this scavenger hunt in order to win. What do you get if you win? I will let you out of your cage and I will allow you to masturbate while looking at me fuck my boyfriend. I want you to think that you will be allowed to cum, but if you do, I will permanently have the chastity locked on your dick and secured by piercing. I will then drop you off at your home, change my phone number, and assure you if you ever attempt to contact me, I will release the entire contents of your blackmail folder, empty your bank account, and I will have your balls sterilized and removed. I will then wear your testicles on a necklace to tease you and I will have you serve as a live-in eunuch. I know, that does not sound as fun as utterly torturing you. The best part? You begged for this. I can’t believe it.
“Poor bitch. Do it again! Tell me right now, bitch boy, when do you anticipate being a real man again and cumming like a real man?”
“Mistress, I will likely never cum ever again. I have accepted that I have no control over this decision, but I will do my best to prove my servitude to you. I should be forced to earn an orgasm, although I would do anything you requested and would do so eagerly. However, I can understand that a large portion of the control involves my orgasms being denied. I can not decide which is more humiliating — being totally denied orgasm to relieve myself strictly through wet dreams, or to be edged and denied repeatedly, before being forced into a ruined and frustrating orgasm to again get my hopes up. Either way, I fully expect to be promptly returned to chastity, laughed at and humiliated, and to beg for further punishment. If I am lucky enough to be able to serve you and your gorgeous friends, I should feel fortunate, for I am not a man, and I do not deserve to see the naked and lingerie/bikini-clad women as attractive as yourselves in person. However, to assure my compliance and behavior, the shock collar on my balls should be used whenever any of the mistresses sees fit. At the end of the day, I should feel broken, humiliated, frustrated, dominated, worthless, and useless. Then I should, without being told to, ask politely for even more. If I can not remember my place, a simple grab of my exposed balls and the reminder that you could pop them right now should serve to suffice. The feeling of power as you grasp my “manhood” to show me that they belong to you, as do I, and that you WILL do as you wish to them is intense. But I crave this feeling 10 times over the feeling of being banished from the presence of Mistress Lynne permanently. I would gladly take any punishment you require rather than being forced to accept that Mistress Lynne thinks I am too pathetic to serve her any longer. I would then be forced to show my doctor the permanently affixed chastity device and be humiliated further by the nursing staff. However, I would have no choice. Even more cruel: Send the keys to an ex girlfriend and allow her to create her own rules for granting my freedom. Maybe she would request that we sign an agreement that I am responsible for paying her bills in perpetuity and also for the upkeep and maintenance of her residence. I will be forced to live in an tiny closet, sleeping upright, with my balls connected to the wall behind me with a metal vice so that they are available for punishment as a means to wake me from my sleep. I should be forced to make tributes to Mistress Lynne permanently and also required to continuously purchase Amazon Wishlist items of her choosing. I will never posses any money, all of it will be directly deposited into your account. Additionally, I will be given an allowance by you and you will tell me exactly how to spend it, all on items for you.
You own me. You control me. I dare you to dare me to disobey you. I guarantee that I will fear failing you so greatly that I will put my own feelings and well-being aside. This is true Female Domination. For your amusement, I would serve as your personal servant wearing nothing but chastity, panties and a shock collar for the remainder of my existence. My balls would be exposed to be abused by you or any of your visitors at any time and for any reason. And I would be in a constant state of arousal, denied orgasm indefinitely, ensuring my complete compliance (as if the blackmail folder wasn’t enough). And maybe even if I act 100% perfectly, I still get punished just because.
I would like to purchase the chastity belt, panties, shock collar and also a strap on dildo that will attach to my chastity belt. Please provide requests / demands for models, types, brands, styles, etc. I would like to be forced to fuck you with the dildo directly over my actual dick, forced to imagine what fucking a woman would feel like — all the while knowing that I will never be permitted to feel that again. And unless I am extraordinarily lucky, I might never feel an erection again. But all of that is ok, because me and my worthless, useless, pathetic excuse for a “manhood” will be yours to do with as you see fit, FOREVER.
Ways to ensure compliance: orgasm denial, shock collar usage, tease and denial, edging, threats of permanent chastity, ballbusting, financial domination, blackmail / humiliation, threats of never speaking to me again, threats of destroying the key to my belt, etc.
This will be incredibly easy. Mistress, I am begging you to destroy me. I envy the power your womanhood holds over my male weakness. I do not deserve to be in your presence. Please remind me why I was born with this pathetic “manhood,” which is to serve as your dedicated slave, without hesitation, for your sheer enjoyment and amusement.
Please let me know if you request anything from me. I will comply with the urgency of a man who’s being held by his manhood by a superior woman. I wish to fear you, while simultaneously lusting for your sexiness. Of course, I will be reminded of how pathetic it is for me to even think I will be released, as you force me to pick an outfit for your upcoming date. I will be forced to chauffeur, pay the bill, assist in any way you desire, and ultimately watch as a real man fucks my mistress, Mistress Lynne.
I beg you to do even one of these things to me. I beg you for the smallest amount of your time. I beg you to tell me how I can dedicate my service to you. I beg you to control me. I doubt you will accept, but regardless, please know the effect that your very presence has on my little dick. I am currently rock hard (all of 7.25″), but I think I should edge my orgasm in show of dedication to the punishment that I absolutely deserve, and surely hope to receive.
No longer a man,
P.s. This is almost 100% fantasy. Obviously, I am envisioning a fantasy, text-based relationship here. But (oh god, IDK why I think I should remind you of this…), it is entirely your call. If you think I should be chaste until you see fit, I’m willing to try. I am incredibly weak and I see myself letting you down. But I will always spread my legs to expose my balls for you. No women want to fuck my anyway. I see no other appropriate use. They’re yours, no questions asked. Please accept my absolutely ridiculous and idiotic request to destroy any manhood I had left.