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“Wake up boy~”
“NNnnnfff…”
“Come on, it’s your first day of chastity, I want to see how your device is fitting.”
“Mmf.” He rolls onto his side.
I push the sheet up so I can see it then give it an examination. “Good solid fit, no chafing… you got a little space at the end here, do you need a smaller device?”
He wiggles under my touches. “No I need that space for when I get hard,” he murmurs, still not entirely awake.
I chuckle, “No baby that’s not how it works. You’re not getting hard anymore. We talked about this right? Your New Years resolution was to masturbate less.”
“Yeah but…”
“Just because the cage stops expansion outward doesn’t mean your cock will go upward.”
He stares at me. 
“Oh ho you thought that’s how you were going to get away with this. Boy it doesn’t reduce your hard on, it *stops* your hard on. You can’t swell, you can’t grow, you can’t touch yourself, you can only hold the iron rings in your hand and remember that you used to be able to.”
He tries to sit up, sputtering, “But my balls – I need to cum!”
“Baby…” I run my hand over his belly to sooth him, “Do you remember any of our conversation? We talked about this. This is why I got you those new toys for Christmas. Trust me, after I’m done with your training you’ll never want to jerk off again. There are many more exciting ways to milk the cum out of those cute balls of yours.”
“…Really?”
“Yes, and I’m going to try every one.”
He eyes me.. “So ..does that start this morning?”
“No, it only works when you’re very horny so we’re going to wait a couple days-”
-Days??“ he exclaims.
"Did you not pay attention during any of our conversation about this?” I tilted my head. “Yes, days, so you’re dripping pre-cum… trust me, baby, it’ll change your world.”
He glanced down at his cage. “I really do want to stop masturbating so much…but now all I want to do is masturbate..”

“Tut tut. Sit up. Yes like that. On your knees, hands on your lap. Good boy. Here’s your first lesson. Now, you’re going to watch me masturbate and then you’re going to take a cold shower.”
“But…”
“You can suck my cock if you want to, but you’re not getting the key to yours.”
His face contorts at his options, “But…" 
"If you say ‘but’ again I’m going to start putting things in it.”

That got him quiet. He sat there obediently, watching me slowly pleasure myself as his cock pressed against the metal rings. When I hit my climax, he was whimpering and so I let him finish me and clean me off. Already, he was more focused than normal since he wasn’t distracted by his own member. After I pushed him off my sensitive organ, my boy then gave me puppy eyes as if trying to guilt me about this.
“No. You’re staying locked. Now go take that shower.”

He sighed in acceptance and went to go cool down. Went pretty smooth for day one of… oh we’ll see won’t we?

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Post is fictional. Pic submitted to lockndenied.

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Ollie came home in a sour mood, pissed off after a turn of events at work. His slave X was washing windows when his Master stormed into the door. X quickly set down what he was doing and rushed to kneel in greeting, but Ollie had no patience for such niceties. 

“Face down on the sofa, boy, now.” That tone implied he wanted that done five minutes ago, his deep voice spiky with impatience and rage. 

X was going to say something about how he should probably wash his hands, but sensed it wasn’t so wise. He blurted out a “yes sir” and ran to the sofa to assume the position. By the time he was in place, Ollie was nearly finished shedding his clothing. He climbed up on the sofa and growled, “Your ass better be lubricated, boy." 

"Yes sir but – please Sir, I’m still sore from last night, please be-”
Ollie shoved his boy’s head into the pillows, “I didn’t say you could speak, boy!” Ollie’s cock was so hard he didn’t even have to position it; he pushed into his slave with one hard thrust. Under him, X cried out into the pillow. Ollie did not relent – when he got ticked he got aroused, and he poured every single drop of his temper tantrum into his boy’s ass squeezing like a vice against him.

X’s yelps diminished to whimpers, then low moans as his Master exercised his sore and used hole. Once his body warmed to the intrusion, the pain melted away and intense pleasure filled its void. X just had to remind himself his purpose was to serve his Master, and he was serving now exactly as intended; hell, he should be grateful his Master didn’t take his bad day out on him with the whip. The more X focused on submission, the better it felt to be fucked.

X’s body was the balm to Ollie’s temper. Ollie bellowed like a bull and gushed cum into his slave’s ass, thrusting non-stop even through the climax. When every drop was spent, his frustrations went with it. He exhaled loudly, panting, then went still. He released X’s head so he could breath. X took this moment to utter a “thank you, Sir”. 

Ollie gave that ass a couple sharp smacks then slid off the sofa. He felt…well, wonderful. “Man, William can go step on a lego. Fuck him, just…fuck him” he said to no one in particular. He gave X’s ass another smack then walked over thrust his dick in X’s face. “Clean." 
The slave made eager work of cleaning his Master’s seed off his cock. Well clearly his Master had overlooked his discrepancy of mouthing off earlier if he was allowing him to clean! His Master’s cock tasted of lubricant he’d applied an hour ago and his warm seed; X could have sucked on it forever. When Ollie was satisfied, he grunted and pulled it away. He then dressed in silence.

X was watching him from the sofa. When his Master got to his shoes, he gave his slave another order, "Plug your sloppy ass then get back to those windows or I’m gonna piss all over them and make you lick them clean.” He then grabbed his keys and left the house.

X blinked. Well, whatever just happened, his Master was clearly in a much better mood now. X was pleased. He had been a bit anxious, but by quickly putting aside his own pointless problems, he allowed his beloved Master some peace of mind. Good. X hoped whatever was going on his Master’s life was resolved soon. He quickly went for a plug then got back to the windows, humming as he worked, ignoring his cock pushing against his chastity cage like always.

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Rupert shifted and panted, deep into a three hour heat. His cock was swollen in its cage, and there a trail of pre-cum around the house. James had edged him by ghosting his fingerpads over his sensitive cock and balls and worked his boy’s nipples until Rupert was a mewling, crazed mess, desperate and insane to cum… but then James got a call, something about a patient who put their hand through a meat grinder and required James’ skill. He left. Rubert had to fight every second to keep his fingers out of his body, away from the source of all his pleasure, the sweet gland responsible for his orgasms. Oh when will he be back? All of his nerves were running hot, even the carpet felt abrasive under his shins. Oh god James, isn’t this an emergency too? When will be home to fuck Rupert senseless? He hated that patient, hoping they’d just cut the hand off and be done with it. Rupert whimpered. All he could do was wait, wait and drip.

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cbjuice:

woodrow68oo:

Day #1 in my new training device…

So, our dynamic is a little different than most of the others I have seen on here. I am the dom in our relationship. My partner gets mad at me because I tend to masturbate a lot when he is at work and I am home alone. By the time he gets home, he is ready for lovin and I am not.

This was our idea. He gets full control of when I can come. I can’t come without him there to unlock my cage. Granted, he has warned me that he may just want me to blow him and fuck him with a vibrator or dildo, and I still won’t get mine. He is using this to make me appreciate his hole more and to not want the familiar palm I use extensively, but to long for the warm hole that longs for my dick every day.

He says he will keep me locked up as long as it takes for me to see that jerking off is not the option, unless I am jerking him off while I am balls deep.

I am a little worried, however… He also says that since he is the key holder, I have to do whatever he wants sexually. He has read some of the blogs about guys who have cum from prostate stimulation alone. I don’t particularly care for penetration, but he warned me that he wants to test this out on me with a “P-Zone Vibrator” while licking my balls. He wants to see me cum while soft and in my prison. Is that even possible?

In any case, I’m turned on by this role reversal… I’ve always had control, now he is in command. He doesn’t seem to want to fuck me (thank god, his dick is huge!), but he doesn’t want me to come unless it is inside of him (aside from the prostate orgasm).

Lastly, I went shopping today, while all strapped in… It was kind of amazing. My bulge was bigger than normal due to the metal in my pants, and with every step I could feel the cage grasping my cock. It is really sexy. Let’s just see if I still think it’s sexy when my partner doesn’t let me out for a week!

HOT. 

Ok, so here’s the deal – if he really wants you to be milked from your prostate, you need at LEAST 8 days caged up. Otherwise you won’t build enough seminal fluid to be milked. 14 days is a safe bet with constant tease and denial. 

But seriously….it’s really hard to not be impatient and try it after like 5 or 6 days. But you have to be patient 🙂 Trust me….I just tried this with my partner. 

Good luck!

I look forward to seeing the results of your lock up! Those balls are gonna be even bigger. It’s nice to see a thoughtful dom entering chastity for his partner’s satisfaction and pleasure. This is what happens when couples communicate well. Sexy as hell.

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lockedndenied:

Holy shit!  He is one HOT locked boi.

Hello Master, I hope you’re finishing up a nice day at the office and I haven’t inconvenienced you with this e-mail. If your boss is being frustrating again, just remember when you get home you are the center of my world and he is nobody. So proud to wear your collar and remain locked for you. I’m incredibly horny, but am keeping my mind off of things by starting on your dinner. Don’t want to drip on the freshly washed kitchen floor now. Drive home safely.

With all respects,
Yours.

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I pinned the photo to the fridge with a magnet. “Take a good long, look at this photo. Really look at it.” I gripped his jaw in my hand. “Look at the potential, the hidden strength in those skinny arms of yours, your brassiness, your posturing, your attachment to your goofy teenage years. You may be an adult in this picture, but you are still very much a kid. In three months you will look at this picture in a completely different way, a way you can’t even fathom now, for when you finish with the first landmark of your training you will be even closer to being a man worthy of serving under other men. There are times when it’s going to get hard and you will fantasize about your previous life. If you quit, I will show you this photo again and all you’ll see is undiscovered potential, like I see. Now, when you’re done looking, let’s sign that contract and we can begin training.”

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We got our first submitted story a while ago, but this was the first submitted photo. I had a bit of trouble drawing a story out of this picture because I didn’t know if the submitter is the person in the picture and thus wasn’t sure what direction he (or she?) wanted me to take it, not sure what’s too far. Hope they like it.

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youthfuldominance:

Patiently waiting for his Sir to come home. Not simply because the boy is horny, but because he adores his Sir and misses him. Submission need not be highly sexual. It is a devotion to another. It can be a form of love.  

Henry has his own spots around the house, his pillow in the living room, his futon next to Sir’s bed, his customary spot under the table, but this one is his favorite. The view isn’t much, just the porch railings and some buildings outside but it’s the sounds that matter. Here is the only spot where he can hear Sir’s bicycle as it comes down the alley to the garage. There are a lot of bikes in Amsterdam but over months Henry learned to distinguish the sound of tires and brakes and pick his Sir out of them all. The anticipation is the best part, both the waiting for the right sound with his head tilted and the long seconds between Sir putting his bike away in the mudroom and coming up the stairs. Henry will bound to the door, wiggling and turning in impatient circles.

All those hours apart have left the sub missing his Sir and so eager to see him again. The house is clean, rugs beaten, dinner prep is done, the plants are watered, there’s fresh sheets on the bed and so many other little things. Henry just wants to feel a heavy hand on his head and those short nails scratching his scalp behind his ear and be told what a good boy he is.

When Sir comes through the door he presses himself up against his slacks and nuzzles his crotch murmuring a “Welcome home Sir”, oblivious to his cock dripping all over his shoe. The new jockstrap helps with the leaking, but only so much when he gets excited. Henry is kept locked so often, he often forgets about it until he’s forced to lick the mess off his Sir’s Oxfords. He often hopes his Sir will give him an opportunity to pleasure him but Sir says a horny boy is an obedient one. Henry understands, but he hasn’t been exercised yet today and is full of energy and cum and joy that his Master is home so he’s a bit hard to control. Luckily, Sir always knows what to do.

“I’m home boy, hello. Woah, hello!” he caresses his sub’s head, “Down boy. Down. Good boy. Now, go to the bedroom and get on the bed position 2. You can lick my shoes clean later, I’m horny as hell!” he commanded as he loosened his tie.
“Yes sir!” Henry is gone in a flash.

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gayboykink:

What story does this picture tell you?

Mmm my first reaction would be to say that the Sir on the left put his boy’s little nub in protection for his own safety, and that he wanted to have a picture for him to commemorate the day it became permanent. However, I noticed that the erect boy is shaved too so maybe he’s not the Sir, but another sub. Perhaps this photo was taken by their keyholder as a comparison shot to show to other Sirs who are thinking of doing the same thing. Or maybe…I got it, it’s a photo to show the two states of male slaves available at a popular BDSM club. Either way, I’m willing to bet that the locked boy dropped to his knees afterwards and serviced that erection until someone pulled him off of it.