On My Own Terms
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I've felt compelled to express more of my feelings and experiences I've been having while in my current relationship. I'm certain that whats happening with me now is having an effect on me mentally and emotionally. Slowly but surely my mind has started to come to terms with the reality I find myself in, as a totally dependent bitch-toy. My feelings on this matter are all over the map; some nights I cry myself to sleep overcome with fear and anxiety lamenting the situation I find myself in. There are other times when I feel a sense of security knowing that my choices aren't my own, rather they're made for me, in all honesty its for the best.
I suppose a bit of backstory is called for…
I've always been naturally submissive. Growing up and even now, I find myself looking to please people and defer to others cause I've always found making decisions for myself difficult and scary. In most every relationship I've found myself in I've been the bottom, serving someone superior to me, a total omega. Adding to all this my conflicted sexuality in feeling feminine yet trapped in a horrid male body. I've always seen fit to stay in shape as I've figured if I must make do with this male exterior I might as well treat it well and make it over how I see fit. My attraction to femininity lead me to cross dressing early on in life which like my submissive nature has continued to grow and develop over the years.
My daddy (boyfriend) has a great deal of control over me, he is able to dominate me and keep me in my place as his submissive girly plaything through a variety methods. He is a total Alpha male. It didn't take much to "break" me I'm told because I'm a "natural slut" and knew my place already. With as often as I'd have sex on my mind and get horny I agreed with that assessment - of course since being introduced to chastity many of those thoughts have been quickly drowned and snuffed completely. I know my sexual boundaries; my daddy controls my sex and he dictates the limits and terms. Kept well and truly as his slave, wait before you think that sounds glamorous, its a hard life and true pleasure only comes at the discretion of others, namely Daddy.
Number one term that was explained to me is;
To be denied orgasm for periods of time then teased to the point of ejaculation. Daddy knows my orgastic rhythms well, listening to my moans and pleas during these sorts of sessions he quickly learned when I was near climax then would stop. Again and again; sometimes given pleasure and release - other times overdosed on pleasure and held in frustration when release is negated.
There would be times before Daddy tucked me in for the night that I would begin to cry. He will usually sit there holding and comforting me while I try to come to terms with this new lifestyle that has been forced upon me. Other nights Daddy might decided he's tired of hearing me whimper and whine so I'll be hooded and gagged for bed; kept in darkness, silence, and locked up.
Being locked in chastity at some points becomes unbearable. So often when I make out with Daddy and I can feel his hands running all over my body yet staying away from my chaste sex. This causes me to become very excited but to no avail I'm rarely given a chance to consummate my sexual urges. I'm able to get some pleasure from the various plugs and dildos I'm allowed to play with- but only to a point. When I get excited there its 50/50 chance I shoot while still in chastity limp and prodded along by whatever I'm getting off with in my ass, or I find frustration as I try to get hard but the blood just flows elsewhere.
House work in enforced heels and kept shackled most of the day would become more of a routine. My subjection is total as I have very little option to escape at this point after making the mistake of turning my sex over to Daddy. Chores and routine fitness take my mind off my frustrations but at times its not enough especially I'm required to do it all while plugged.
Daddy works me hard not only around the house with my chores and sexually, but he forces me to perform and make money on webcam sites. I'll sometimes be locked in the little "studio" in the basement for up to 10hr sitting on cam playing with anal toys and performing for men online. There are times when Daddy feels that I didn't earn enough for him with my cam modeling and when he feels this way I usually end up abused both verbally and physically.
Slowly a few family and friends noticed my activity online. They'd throw questions my way and lecture me on priorities. Most of my family knew I had been laid off, which is what I've told everyone, never once letting on that in reality I had quit my 9-5 in favor of my Daddy's wishes and submitted to a life of sexual slavery and degradation. I'm like Daddy's limp wrested prancing conquest, a perverse piece of art even in these modern times.
I used to have fantasies, kinks and perversions just like you. Reading fiction and captions online. Dressing up and playing with makeup. Slowing becoming addicted to porn, jerking off cause real women want nothing to do with me. Its a path not tread lightly. Its perhaps a twist of fate that's landed me in these my current terms of service.
I suppose a bit of backstory is called for…
I've always been naturally submissive. Growing up and even now, I find myself looking to please people and defer to others cause I've always found making decisions for myself difficult and scary. In most every relationship I've found myself in I've been the bottom, serving someone superior to me, a total omega. Adding to all this my conflicted sexuality in feeling feminine yet trapped in a horrid male body. I've always seen fit to stay in shape as I've figured if I must make do with this male exterior I might as well treat it well and make it over how I see fit. My attraction to femininity lead me to cross dressing early on in life which like my submissive nature has continued to grow and develop over the years.
My daddy (boyfriend) has a great deal of control over me, he is able to dominate me and keep me in my place as his submissive girly plaything through a variety methods. He is a total Alpha male. It didn't take much to "break" me I'm told because I'm a "natural slut" and knew my place already. With as often as I'd have sex on my mind and get horny I agreed with that assessment - of course since being introduced to chastity many of those thoughts have been quickly drowned and snuffed completely. I know my sexual boundaries; my daddy controls my sex and he dictates the limits and terms. Kept well and truly as his slave, wait before you think that sounds glamorous, its a hard life and true pleasure only comes at the discretion of others, namely Daddy.
Number one term that was explained to me is;
To be denied orgasm for periods of time then teased to the point of ejaculation. Daddy knows my orgastic rhythms well, listening to my moans and pleas during these sorts of sessions he quickly learned when I was near climax then would stop. Again and again; sometimes given pleasure and release - other times overdosed on pleasure and held in frustration when release is negated.
There would be times before Daddy tucked me in for the night that I would begin to cry. He will usually sit there holding and comforting me while I try to come to terms with this new lifestyle that has been forced upon me. Other nights Daddy might decided he's tired of hearing me whimper and whine so I'll be hooded and gagged for bed; kept in darkness, silence, and locked up.
Being locked in chastity at some points becomes unbearable. So often when I make out with Daddy and I can feel his hands running all over my body yet staying away from my chaste sex. This causes me to become very excited but to no avail I'm rarely given a chance to consummate my sexual urges. I'm able to get some pleasure from the various plugs and dildos I'm allowed to play with- but only to a point. When I get excited there its 50/50 chance I shoot while still in chastity limp and prodded along by whatever I'm getting off with in my ass, or I find frustration as I try to get hard but the blood just flows elsewhere.
House work in enforced heels and kept shackled most of the day would become more of a routine. My subjection is total as I have very little option to escape at this point after making the mistake of turning my sex over to Daddy. Chores and routine fitness take my mind off my frustrations but at times its not enough especially I'm required to do it all while plugged.
Daddy works me hard not only around the house with my chores and sexually, but he forces me to perform and make money on webcam sites. I'll sometimes be locked in the little "studio" in the basement for up to 10hr sitting on cam playing with anal toys and performing for men online. There are times when Daddy feels that I didn't earn enough for him with my cam modeling and when he feels this way I usually end up abused both verbally and physically.
Slowly a few family and friends noticed my activity online. They'd throw questions my way and lecture me on priorities. Most of my family knew I had been laid off, which is what I've told everyone, never once letting on that in reality I had quit my 9-5 in favor of my Daddy's wishes and submitted to a life of sexual slavery and degradation. I'm like Daddy's limp wrested prancing conquest, a perverse piece of art even in these modern times.
I used to have fantasies, kinks and perversions just like you. Reading fiction and captions online. Dressing up and playing with makeup. Slowing becoming addicted to porn, jerking off cause real women want nothing to do with me. Its a path not tread lightly. Its perhaps a twist of fate that's landed me in these my current terms of service.
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