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Adventures of Tami:
Tami's Chastisement Starring L & Tami
by Tami, L's Gurl
As always these stories are based on the truth. Only a little bit of
"dramatic flair".
L has always been a tad bit insecure and jealous of any woman that
she thinks is eyeballing me. One day I think I mentioned that if she could
lock up my dick I would gladly let her, just to prove there are no other
women in my life. Not that I would ever think of leaving L, my life is too
fantastic as it is, and she is the reason for it all.
Regardless, I mentioned it. Then I happened upon this picture of a
cock peaking out of a pair of white panties. It had this leather and metal cage
locked on to it. It was obvious that the cock was straining against the metal
cage that imprisoned it. I forwarded the jpg to L and when she got it, she got
very excited. (Although L and I live together, I send her stuff from my
computer at work to her hotmail account where she logs on at home and deals
with her mail.) L was so excited that she called me over and told me that she
wanted one of those for my cock. I was really surprised by her reaction. L
enjoys my hard cock plunging deep inside her, hard and fast. I didn't expect
that she would want to lock it up in a cage.
Well, I nodded in agreement and said that I had no clue as to where
we could find anything like that. I didn't take into account that little devil
Fate!
Sometimes, when I have the time, I like to stop into those fetish and
fantasy boutiques. The ones that specialize in certain "toys" for people like
you and me. I was driving through New Hope doing some business, and
passed the Chateau Exotique. I had time so I parked the car and strolled into
the store. It's a neat little place. I imagine that it caters to the largely gay
population that lives in the area. Anyway, I wandered through the racks of
rubber dresses, metal and leather harnesses, an excellent collection of
awesome spike heels. (I had my eye on a pair of black open-toed pumps
with 5 inch heels, actually in size 12!) I passed into the back where the more
"serious" leather bondage equipment was displayed. I found leather ring
gags, bits, and penis gags. OK, enough of the advertising, the place had
great stuff. In one of the display cases, I spotted the exact "cock cage" that
had excited L so much from the picture.
I mentioned that to L early in the week. She immediately asked why I
did not purchase it. I had no answer to that. I knew it would please her, but
neglected to bring it to her. She decided that we would just go get it that
weekend.
We planned it for Sunday. I got up at 8-ish and started coffee. We
drank our coffee, and lazed around till 11-ish. After we showered, L started
me with a pair of thigh-high tan stockings. Then she laced me tightly into my
trusty corset. I pulled a black tank top on over that and tucked it into my Levi
501's. Funny how your male jeans fit differently when you are wearing a
corset. I had to pull my jeans way up over my hips, and belt them tightly
around my compressed waist.
L grabbed me by the hand and put me on my knees in front of her in
the bathroom. She grabbed my right ear in her left hand and showed me the
remaining earring in the home piercing kit Tami got as a present. The first
one had gone in right before a trip at Christmas. Now I had one in each ear.
I placed a silver ring in the older hole to match the silver stud in the new,
right hole.
Then I threw on a large denim button down shirt over it all. I looked
all the man in my denim and cowboy boots, I swear. Unless you looked
closely at the small lump of my dick, packed tightly by my panties, which
showed just above the seam of my jeans, drawn tight up into my crotch. Or
you looked closely at my baggy shirt, under which you might just catch a
glimpse of a puffy little tit squashed up and out above the corset. While I
was rolling a joint for the road trip, L was on the phone with her friend K,
the stewardess. I wasn't paying attention, until L asked me where a good to
place to meet K in New Hope would be. I was shocked. L was inviting this
very huggy and kissy Southern Belle stewardess to have lunch with us. I
knew, if she hugged me and felt the material of the corset, she would
question me about what I was wearing. L told me that I would just have to
tell the truth. That I was wearing a corset because it makes me look sexy for
L.
The ride to New Hope is about an hour. It was uneventful except for
a few gropes under the shirt here and a breath-sucking tongue kiss there. It
had been quite a while since Tami had worn her corset. I was feeling a bit
tight in the middle. It wasn't painful, but kept me squirming in my seat. We
parked and walked to the Boutique. I like to imagine my cowboy boots are
heels. When I wear my corset and heels, I can't help but displaying a bit of
swing in my hips. That was the case as we traversed the streets till we found
the shop. Once inside, L and I looked through many of the dresses and stuff.
L found a gorgeous leather mini-dress that I promised her for her birthday. I
found a sexy black waist cincher that matched a cami and panty set that L had
given me for Christmas. Then we went into the back and picked out the
dreaded "cock cage".
L placed our items on the front counter where the two ladies working
had just set down their lunch. L, being her friendly, talkative self, naturally
commented on the delicious aroma from the scallops wrapped in bacon. I
tried to disappear when I gave my credit card to the one lady as the other one
wrapped first the cincher then picked up the cage. L kept up a casual
conversation with the girls as the one wrapping the cage asked if she wanted
a lock to go with it.
"Of course," she replied, " Not much good without a lock." I wanted
to disappear.
Finally, after an interminable time. We had arrived back home. L
dragged me right upstairs and ordered my clothes off. "I wanna see just what
this thing will do."
In short order I was down to corset and stockings. Naturally, my
cock was hard and the cage wasn't even close to going on. "Hmmm? what
will we do about that."
We had great sex on the side of the bed right then. L was already
dripping with anticipation about her new toy. I spent my seed and we
washed up and waited for my cock to soften up. I did my make-up and put
on my hair while my cock took it's time relaxing. L finally got bored and
went downstairs to the kitchen. I finished dressing, pulling on my black tank
top and adding a knee length red skirt. I slipped on the new pair of 2-inch
pumps that L had given Tami for Christmas.
I tried the cage again, and managed to slip my soft cock inside enough
to wrap the leather clasp around the base of my balls and get the lock through
the clasp. I didn't see the keys anywhere, so I didn't close the lock. I tried
to adjust it for comfort. Pushing a piece of pinched flesh from here and such.
I went down to the kitchen and showed L the fit and asked if she knew where
the keys for the lock were.
"Don't worry, Tami, I have the keys. Now let me see."
L grabbed the cage and clicked the lock closed. "Now I really do
control it," she said. How do I describe the feeling of a lock clicking on your
cock. This cage is metal. The lock is real. There is no way I can get this off
my cock. I would never want anyone to see that I was wearing it. What do
you think of a man whose cock is locked in a cage, obviously in the control
of someone else. When that lock clicked shut on this cage, I accepted the fact
that L controls my sexuality. From that point on, she controlled my
manhood. The fact that she gets very excited when she sees me or knows
that I am wearing some sexy woman's lingerie is testament to the fact that I
have begun a long-term journey deeper into my feminine side than I ever
imagined.
Now these are some truly profound thoughts to have while you feel
the soft caress of a woman's hands, gently stroking your trapped balls. Her
finger rubbing that sensitive bit of skin just below and underneath the head,
now trapped in a cage of steel. My cock pulsed with engorging blood, but
found no place to expand to. L knelt in front of me and placed my steel
encased cock in her mouth. I felt her tongue grazing over my sensitive head.
My senses swam with delight, giving total control to this woman I love as
she sucked my cock harder and harder, pressing it tightly against the ribs of
the cage
L stood up and stuck her two fingers sensuously into her mouth. Her
hand snaked its way up under my skirt and probed at my ass-hole. Not to be
outdone, I slipped my hands into L's panties and slid my fingers along her
wet slit. The deeper she probed into me, the deeper I went into her. We
kissed passionately as our fingers probed each other's insides. Our tongues
battled while we crested through a mutual orgasm. L has an uncanny ability
to make me feel (I imagine) like a woman. We caught our breath afterwards
and L finished cooking her soup, while I went to watch a little TV.
I sat on the couch and reflected. L had left no doubt that I would be
wearing this cage at all times when I was not at home. I tried to imagine how
I would get through a day at work with this metal cage locked onto my dick.
Even now, as I write this, I have no clue as to how I will get through the next
day. From the way L had been talking, I don't forsee it coming off anytime
soon. I resolved to deal with it as best as I can. For that is all that I can do.
I am L's slut. The cock cage makes that so obvious. It is obvious by the
way that I am forced to sit. Regardless of the corset, which keeps my back
straight and my little titties thrust up and out, the cage forces me to keep my
legs spread open. I cannot cross my legs one over the other because that
crushes my balls. I cannot keep my knees together because the cage is there.
Anyone who looks up between my legs will see the glint of the metal around
my cock head. It shows through my skirt. I can't tuck the thing in my
panties, at least not with this corset on. So it pokes out from between my
legs like a little 2-inch stub. I feel humiliated, realizing that anyone who saw
me would recognize the fact of my feminization at the hands of L. I never
really expected to pass in public as a woman, but with the cage pointing it's
way in front of me, unable to be hidden, anyone who sees me will know that
I am a feminized man whose cock cannot be trusted.
I ate my dinner in silence, pondering my next stage in life as a
chastised male. L apparently noticed my somber countenance.
"Upstairs slut Tami, I want your butt-plug in and then bring down the
toy box."
I did as L ordered. In the bathroom, I greased up the plug and eased
it into my ass. I straightened my skirt and carried the toy box back
downstairs. L had moved a big armchair into the center of the living room.
She pointed and I knew what she wanted. I dropped the box and positioned
myself bent over the back of the chair. L buckled on the wrist and ankle
cuffs then clipped them to the ends of two spreader bars. She tied the leg bar
to the bottom of the chair, pulling my ankles tight to the back corners. Then
she looped a rope around the arm bar and snaked it under the chair to tie off
on the leg bar. L tied a loop around each of my knees and pulled them
forward to tie at the arm bar. Now I was bent froward over the back of the
chair, knees bent and my ass exposed, waiting for L's amusement.
She talks to me while she ties me up. L likes to talk. She calls me
her girl, her slut, her bitch. "How's that feel, bitch?" she would say. "Does
my little slut want something? Do you want my cock?" Sex talk like that. I
love being her girl, so I always respond positively! L runs her hands over
my bound body, scratching her nails up my nylon-covered legs. She raises
my skirt up over my hips and pats the cheeks of my ass.
"You have such a sexy ass, Tami. I swear it is getting fuller and
rounder every time I make love to you." L gripped the butt-plug and eased it
in and out of my hole. "How's that feel, slut? You love when I play with
your ass, don't you, slut." L tickled my bulging balls while she pushed the
plug in and out a bit. "I really like this," she said playing with the lock on the
cage. "And you have no idea where the key is!"
L left the plug in my ass and buckled a ball gag into my mouth. She
yanked my tank top up under my arms then clipped the awful nipple clamps
onto my tits.
"No complaints, I hope, Tami girl."
"Mmmpf," was about all I got out.
I felt her remove the plug, but I knew from past experience the relief
would be short. I soon felt her probing my hole with the head with a dildo.
She took her time stuffing the big 8-inch Wizard inside me. She would push
in a little and tease me with it, then ease it out and in again a bit further. Once
she had the full length of it buried, she flipped on the buzzer at slow speed.
She knows this drives me crazy and she used the dildo to bring on my first
orgasm. My cock, squashed as it was by the cage, erupted with cum as L
rubbed the head of the dildo over my prostate. She held it inside me as I
caught my breath, then I felt her tie a piece of string to the head of the cock
cage. She pulled it up between my legs and wrapped it around the end of the
dildo then pulled it up and tied it off to the bottom laces of my corset.
"This will keep you entertained for a minute while I get ready," said L
as she turned up the speed on the vibrator.
I couldn't move very much, tied as I was, but the dildo kept my hips
wiggling. But every movement of my hips caused the string to pull on my
cage and dildo, which caused me to wiggle my hips even more. L contrives
such exquisite torture sometimes.
By the time I saw L strutting down the steps with her cock strapped
on, I was reduced once again to a quivering mass of sexual tension. L held
my face by the chin and looked deep into my eyes. I imagine she saw the
love I have for her, I am sure though, that she saw the unbridled lust caused
by sensations of torment she had placed on my body.
L dropped my chin and tugged on the nipple chain. "Good and
secure. Now for our continuing nipple training." She added a heavy fishing
weight to each clamp and gave them both a good swing. "I know you just
love feeling the weights," she said. "Doesn't it make you feel as though you
had real tits, Tami, you slut."
L let her hands linger over my body, caressing and teasing, as she
strolled around to my wiggling ass. She untied the string from the corset and
stroked the vibrating dildo in and out. It wasn't very long before she had
replaced the dildo with her strap-on. I knew when she had fully buried her
big cock inside me when I felt her thighs push against my trapped balls. The
cock cage had my struggling dick pointed straight down between my legs
against the back of the chair. My balls were then forced back up near my
hole. I hoped that she understood my grunt as an ouch.
It wasn't long before I didn't care what I was feeling. There were so
many intense things going on. As L banged against my ass, thrusting herself
inside me, the shock caused the weights to swing and tug on my nipples. My
leg and arm muscles were taught from the strain of holding the same position
tied to the chair. I was fast approaching an orgasm when L roughly grabbed
my hips and began to grind her cock against me. I knew this was the
beginning of her own orgasm and I tried to open my body to her insistent
demand. And we came. Cum gushed from the end of my imprisoned cock
as L ground her cock in my ass, forcing the straps to rub her clit and inner
cunt lips.
L finally let her cock slide out of my abused ass and untied me. She
carefully took the clamps off my nipples and kissed them gently.
"I love my new toy, Tami," she said. "Now I can be absolutely
certain that you are my slut, and only my slut."
Well, L was nice enough to allow me to sleep without the chastity that
night. In the morning, she locked it back on as we were getting dressed for
work. I also wore black thigh-highs, a cami and panty set in black and a
black waist cincher. My day at work was a constant turmoil. I squirmed in
my chair trying to find a comfortable place for the cage. It pinched me and
was a constant reminder that it was there. I knew who held the key, too. So
most of my thoughts were of L.
When I got home I wanted to show her how it had made me feel all
day. I tried to dress as sexy as I could manage. I left my stockings on, but
took off the rest. I cleaned my butt and inserted the plug. Then I pulled on
my pair of short-shorts. They go tight up between my legs and caused the
cage to poke out under the leg. Then I threw on a lacy white sweater that was
mostly see-through and waited with our toy box on the living room floor.
But then that would be another adventure?.
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