A Conversation about my Cage

I find this exciting, I’m not sure why…..I’m not a sissy and would never tolerate being treated in a submissive manner…may be I just would love fucking a hot wife while her sissy hubby gets aroused and is forced to watch my cock penetrate his wife’s hole…….

 

 

 

 

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a man in my position

maid art cut BWI was just cinching Mady, Hannah’s maid, into her corset when she asked, “Do you mind having to wear your cock cage all the time?”

“Not especially, Miss.” I replied honestly. “It is not uncomfortable if that is what you mean.”

“Not exactly. What I was wondering is what it is like for an obviously highly sexed man like you to be locked in chastity. I mean my Mistress literally has the key to your manhood.”

“Well, Miss, she has. But I’ve always accepted the fact that in our marriage there is only her sexuality. I really prefer it that way. Or at least I am used to it.” I said.

“But you still get hard in that little cage. You’ll be going to your corner soon so take your clothes off and let’s get you nice and hard.”

I obeyed my dominant little Miss and was soon standing in…

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Erotic Art Drawings

I love erotic art many times more than a photograph. There is a particular freedom in drawings that may not be captured in a photographic image. What intrigues me in these images is the power exchange. Whether it be the older male exposing the younger female’s pussy to look at, drool over….or a Domme female spanking a younger submissive girl…..I find it powerfully arousing.

 

 

Namio Harukawa…..A gallery of favorites

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I have always loved these drawings by Namio Harukawa, in spite of the fact that I’m not a submissive male. Being a Dominant male I still appreciate the power of a submission and that of a submissive male, in a Femdom relationship. Of course I do love licking and sucking a chubby girl pussy…..and all or most of his work centers around that.

You can learn more about NamioHarukawa here.

“Namio Harukawa (春川 ナミオ) Harukawa Namio, born in 1947, in Osaka Prefecture, Japan) is a Japanese artist known for his realistic femdom erotica drawings. He created around one thousand unique drawings.[1] Harukawa’s artwork features voluptuous women with large breasts, wide hips, round buttocks and thick legs overpowering and humiliating smaller men. The women in Harukawa’s drawings are typically Asian or European in appearance. Harukawa’s women usually have an aloof look on their faces and often are doing everyday activities such as smoking or drinking a cup of tea.”

School Girl Games

Image by Gerome
Image by Gerome

We played those games. As I shared in a recent post, I met Susan walking down the street. She had dropped her keys and her plaid skirt pulled when she bent over up showing her pretty white panties and lovely bottom. When she stood back up, she flipped her hair, said hello, and all of a sudden I was sitting in a coffee shop, sipping an espresso talking with a girl. She was tremendously flirtatious in a very sweet way. I learned she was actually older that I was at 40 years old, but had the appearance of someone a decade younger. Her little school girl outfit didn’t hurt the look either. She looked at and said, “You might be surprised……not knowing me at all……but I like rules……I like being made to do things……maybe I misjudged you……but I don’t think so.” I was guessing she understood me too. I was aroused and I could feel my cock swelling.

We sat and chatted and talked well the dinner hour, talking about a wide array of subjects, from sweet to very naughty. I fell in love with her green eyes and warm personality. I guess if I ever experienced love at first sight, this was the moment. She was like a little girl yearning for her Daddy.

As the fall day fell to dusk and then into early evening darkness, I said I needed to be somewhere and suggested leaving, maybe catching a movie some night, or a drink in a quiet tavern. She nodded and we walked out on to the street. She had an odd look on her face, a smirk like she wanted to ask me something, but was holding back. Susan would lean into me, rubbing herself against me, playing with my finger tips occasionally as she continued to talk about her life. I was again feeling aroused. I love a girl who can flirt back with me. The back and forth always bringing me to the edge and then building again.

I told her my car was down this gangway between two buildings and she said, “Mine too.” About half way down the alley I grabbed her by the hair, tuning her around. She looked in my eye and then tilted her head towards the ground. Raising her chin with my finger, I said, “I’m going to fuck you right here…..you’ve been flirting and teasing me for hours…. like a naughty little prick teaser.” Susan’s face was flushed, I heard her whisper, “Yes Daddy.” “Oooooooooh…….you’ve been trained well,” I said as I reached down, pushing my hand under her short skirt, grabbing at her panties. “Are ya gonna rip em’ off of me right here……in public?” I pulled them tight up into the cleft of her cunt. “Your wet……good,” I said quietly, and then added, “Turn around and face the wall…….little school girl!”

My mind was reeling with all I wanted to do to her. I wanted to feel her pussy clench around my hard cock more than anything, as I again turned her around, grabbed her hair,  and bent her over. I heard her moan as I pulled her panties aside, aiming my cock at her hole, I thrust into her. She was wet, drenched. Grabbing her hips I began fucking her deep and steady. as she steadied herself and palms against the wall, she puhed back into me. “So you like Daddy’s cock Susan?” Susan nodded trying to catch er breath. I raised my hand and swatted her ass. “Ooooooouch……..Please fuck me…..Please, she gasped. “I’m gonna fill you with my seed…….I’m  claim you little girl……I’m gonna fuck you until I’m done….ughhhh……Mmmmm……Aaaahhhhh.” I felt my cock pulse and release my hot seed into her.

I held her against the wall, both of us breathing hard, sweat covering my forehead.  I heard an “oh my!” as an older lady turned away from the opening of the gangway. “We better get out of here before someone else see’s us……..gimme your panties….now!” I said. Susan looked at me as pulled them down, then stepping out of them, she handed them to me. “What, another notch on your guitar?” she asked. “I’m not a musician…..but ya a souvenir,” I told her. Grabbing her By the hair once again, I firmly directed her towards the parking lot. Once out in the night air and free from the confines of the gangway, I watched Susan walk. Her hips and butt swaying, I felt a twinge of arousal again. “You like little girls ass don’tcha Daddy?” I nodded, thinking yes I did.

We seemed destined to be together soon. I just never expected to see her at my door at 7 o’clock the next morning, with a suit case and laundry bag in her hands. “What……your washing machine die on you?” I asked. “Happy to see me are ya?” she quipped back at me. I was happy to see her, but wondered what she was doing here this early and with luggage. “You look so good in your robe Daddy?” Susan said as she again flipped her hair in a flirtatious manner. She was working me, and I was beginning to feel a little apprehensive about why she was here. Reaching out and under the same skirt she wore last night, I grabbed her butt which was still naked like last night. “You been out getting your cunt fucked…..after I filled it?” I asked. I felt a jolt of jealousy as she bit her lower lip. “No…..that pounding you gave me was enough….but I haven’t had a minute of sleep…..” I cut her off. “Yeah……..prove it……show me your pussy……if you have any cum dripping out of your cock whore cunt……you can just turn your ass around and go back to what ever prick filled you last,” I said. “Daddy…….your cum is the only cum still dripping out of this little girls coochie,” she said with a silly smile on her face. I nodded, grabbing her by the arm as I dragged her into my bedroom. “Get up there….on all fours…..spread your legs and show me your cunt,” I demanded. Susan never unwilling it seemed to exhibit herself, jumped on the bed. Laying her chest and face on my bed, with her ass up in the air, I could see her pretty pussy clearly. I was aroused and my cock head was poking out of my robe. “I think I should inspect you Susie….can I call you Susie….or would you maybe like …….lil’ hot cunt?” “I do have a hot little cunt Daddy…..but Suzie’s fine,” she said. I went to my bedside draw and gabbed a few things.

“Okay…..Suzie…..Daddy’s gonna inspect that hot little cunt and ass,” I said in a tone that sounded like that of a doctor. I looked at her with her ass up in the air and felt so aroused. She had a circle of fine hair surrounding her rosebud., and a little more hair surrounding her pussy. Her mound had a thicker mass of curls covering it. “You’re gonna need to shave yourself, I want you smooth like a little girl Suzie.” I saw her reach under and rub her fingers in her hair and dip her finger in her wet cunt. “Stop that…..you get to touch yourself when I say you may, now lick that finger clean,” I demanded. “Mmmmmm…….Daddy…..Little girl tastes good,” Suzie moaned as she licked and sucker her finger, wiggling her ass at me. The sound of soft warm flesh meeting the palm of my hand. rang out. “Ouch…….that hurt Daddy.” My palm left a large hand print on her butt cheek. I felt proud and even more aroused. I could see she was aroused as well. as her lips seemed to have a new glisten of moisture on them. The room was beginning to smell of her sex. I was so primal, the scent of sex hardening my cock even more. I opened my robe and stroked my cock as I inspected Suzie’s cunt. My own arousal was beginning to ooze from the tip of my cock. Walking around to the side of my bed I said, “Daddy’s cock needs to be cleaned…….”Lick it nice and slow……clean the head nice….like a good little cock whore……Mmmmmm……yes….you are a good cock sucking slut Susie…..Mmmm.” I wanted to grab her head and throat fuck her, but we had a day.

Standing behind her, I almost couldn’t resist kneeling down and licking her hot little cunt. Her scent was arousing, her lips wet and aroused. I reached over and grabbed one of the dildos I had taken from my drawer. I slipped it into her slightly, hearing her moan. Teasing the outer area and up to her asshole, watching it pucker, I said, “Good little girl Suzie,” and pushed it in a little deeper. Suzie pushed back a little. Hungry to be filled again, “You’re such a cock loving slut Suzie….you want this hard toy in you don’t you?” Yes Daddy…..fill me with it…..deeper Daddy please.”

I held it and let go. “Hold that cock shaped toy in your pussy Suzie…….hold it there,” I ordered her. I reached out and took a butt plug off the bed and lubed it well. Putting it at her rose bud I spun it a bit, rubbing the lube all over her hole. Another moan from her as I pushed. “Mmmmmm…..Daddy……Daddy.” I slapped her ass again. “Stop,” I said. “Quiet…..I wanna hear you moan and whimper.”

I pushed against the resistance, slow, but constant, until the base of the plug hit flush with her cheeks. “Keep that in you all day,” I said. “But Daddy…………”

 

 

Where Did That Girl Go?

Image by Gerome
Image by Gerome

I still lay awake at night pondering where the highly sexual girl I fell in love with disappeared to. You lay beside me sleeping, in shallow breaths. On this hot summer night you lay here under the sheets in only your panties, and I hunger for the nights we laid naked pressed against each other. The scent of your arousal filled my senses and the room, feeding our desires. You gave yourself to me, willingly as I uncovered the darkness which churned in your belly, and oozed from your cunt.

Innocently over coffee many moons ago, you looked at me and said, “You might be surprised……not knowing me at all……but I like rules……I like being made to do things……maybe I misjudged you……but I don’t think so.”

I saw the little girl in you as you walked towards me. I can never put into words what that means or entails. I just know it when I see it. I loved your confidence and strength, and your need to be with a stronger and more confident man. I loved how I made you feel safe and how you made me laugh. I loved how you trusted me, completely. The way you flipped your hair and smiled, flirting with me. My cock was throbbing as you bent over to pick up your keys, showing me your bottom and little panties. Do you remember me taking you in the parking lot, claiming you? Do you remember how you moved into my apartment the next day?

As I raise the sheet and peek at how much fuller your bottom is now, seeing how your panties are stretched and pulled into the cleft of your ass, I feel my cock pulsing as I slip my hand between your thighs, and whisper, “I need you now.” Your lack of response castrates me, as you sleep on, in shallow breathes.

Where did the little girl in you run to?