Cum Controlled

I was working on my computer and suddenly I hear Mistress ringing the bell. I of course dropped what I did and went to the bedroom. Mistress was sitting in only her beautiful nightgown. Mistress pointed in front of her and I quickly knelt down for her.

Boy, it is time to continue your chastity training. I don’t mind that much, Mistress locks me up a lot and although the frustration is difficult to deal with I have no other choice and I accept that. Mistress continues, but you will love it this time, no cage and we will do all the kinky thinks you love so much. I looked at her in disbelieve. Of course you are not allowed to cum. Every drop of cum are 10 whip lashes. If you manage not to have an orgasm in the next 2 weeks you can choose you favorite way to cum. If you have an orgasm you will be locked in your cage for a month after that we play this game again, do you understand?

I could only say “yes Mistress” I was looking forward of Mistress teasing me, but I know I have no chance I will cum when Mistress teases me, how can I resist her? Mistress pointed to her holy shrine, no sniff and edge for me boy, only snuff no touching. Mistress holy shrine smells so good, I quickly became hard and slowly stroked. It didn’t took long before I felt the familiar feeling of building up an orgasm. I slowed down my stroking and looked at Mistress. She smiled and said, yes you want to ask something. Mistress may I please stop I will cum soon I asked. Yes we will continue this evening Mistress said you may go.

That evening, when we went to bed and Mistress took her Doxy, a simple command, lick followed. She put her doxy to her clit and I licked all her juices while she enjoyed. I could feel my cock pulsing but I didn’t dare to touch it without permission. Soon Mistress came and there was nothing for me, night night she said. I was up for a couple of hours with a cock calling for attention. This was only day one of teasing, how can I do this for 2 weeks?

The next few days, Mistress made me edge when I came home after work. It became a nice ritual. I kissed her, she said kneel and opened her legs and the command lick and edge came. After 3 days I was so horny and it took less and less to get to the edge. Mistress encouraged me to keep stroking and of course the first drops of pre-cum came out. Mistress smiled and only said get the whip. I think these are 3 drops and she whipped me 30 times. No warm up, just hard lashes that I needed to count. I was in so much pain but my hard cock was still there almost rebelling to Mistress her effort.

The first week passed with daily edging and it was Saturday we had nothing planned and after Mistress made me clean the house, she ordered me in the dungeon. Soon I was tied up to the bed and there was nothing I could do to stop Mistress from teasing me. She got on top of me and puts her ass in my face. I was scared and never could resist Mistress like this. I didn’t move, closed my eyes. But Mistress knew better, lick she ordered. I couldn’t resist her and put my tongue to her beautiful asshole and licked. My cock betrayed me again and was rock hard. Mistress started to stroke me and I knew I was in deep trouble.

Luckily she stroked me very slow and I was actually in heaven. I almost forgot that I wasn’t allowed to cum, when Mistress stopped stroking and my cock pulsed in an effort to cum. Of course some pre cum came out and Mistress laughed and I will enjoy whipping you later. Keep on licking and she continued to stoke me. I tried to get away from her but the restrains did there work and there was no place to go. I started to beg to stop but Mistress made kept me on the absolute edge with very light touches now. This was so frustrating I wanted to cum so much but I didn’t want to be locked for a month after that. Mistress said oo there is more pre cum you will bleed for me later. I almost started crying, Mistress put her full weight down on my face and waited till I struggled for air. Now it is time for the whip she said.

After the whipping, I took a shower and saw the water turning red from my blood. My back hurt so much and I still have a week to go. The daily teasing and edging continued and I can tell you all this so much more difficult than being locked up in a chastity cage. When I struggle in my cage I take distance from Mistress and keep to myself. But this teasing and edging forces me to be close to Mistress. I can now not edge anymore without loosing pre cum and I expect every moment to give myself a ruined orgasm with all the cum build up that will be a lot of whipping to pay that off to Mistress.

It was Saturday again my two weeks are almost done. I was starting to think I could make it. Mistress ordered me again to the dungeon and tied me up. I was expecting to have some more facesitting, but she blindfolded me and all I could do was wait. I could hear the bottle of lube and I expected some prostate massage. But then I felt two cold pads on my nipples from the e-stim. Mistress can make me cum from the right amount of pain or torture me merciless. Then I could feel her on my cock, It didn’t took long before I could feel what she was doing.

She was using the new kali’s teeth. These had long sharp points and will pierce the skin. With some effort she closed it and I was in a world of pain. I was loosing a bit of my erection but then the e-stim started to work on my nipples. No pain just stimulation I was getting hard again and Kali was biting hard on my cock. Mistress started laughing, do you like this boy? I was in to much pain and pleasure to answer. She got on top of me and entered my cock in her holy shrine. Even with the pain I was right on the edge again. Slowly she started to ride me. While I was getting closer to orgasm Mistress increase the e-stim and I was in so much pain. I came and I came hard I don’t even know anymore if it was out of pleasure or out of pain. Mistress said me too and she increased the e-stim even more while she put her doxy to her clit. I was crying out in pain and Mistress in pleasure.

After she released me it was very simple, you lost take a shower and lock yourself and come bring me the keys. We try again next month. Yes Mistress was all I could say.

Tease and denied

Finally after 25 days locked Mistress used me in the best way ever. She ordered me to the bedroom where she was waiting for me in just lingerie. I smiled when I saw her, I knew what was going to happen and was graving for it the moment the lock closed. Seconds later, I was laying naked on the bed with both my wrest and ankles cuffed. Of course I had to pay the price for this pleasure. Mistress took the spiked nipple clamps and my world turned into pain. These things are pure torture most clamps turn into an easy to deal with pain but these are like needles with every movement. But of course my cock betrayed me and try to become hard. Mistress smiled when she noticed my struggle and said we are just getting started boy.

She jumped on the bed and all I could look to was her beautiful round ass hoovering above me. She slowly lowered the source of my pleasure and I could smell her femininity oo I missed her so much. Just before she turned my world into darkness she pulled the chain om my spiked clamps. I screamed straight into her holy shrine. I didn’t focus on my breathing what I normally do when Mistress sits on my face. So I was quickly struggling for air. Mistress knew what shew was doing and allowed me breath in the sweet air fulled with Mistress. She turned around, slapped me, spit in my eager mouth she looked me straight in the eyes. It was such a powerful sight, I was fully at her mercy and she new it.

For me this is the ultimate kink moment, power exchange at its best. I was fully focused on Mistress nothing else was important. Would she allow me to cum? It is still a week in Locktober so I didn’t had my hopes up to high. But my Mistress decided to give me a chance so took her doxy and put it on my cage. I jumped up in pleasure. Mistress was back on my face pushing the doxy to my cage, I was in heaven. But no chance that I would cum, it was just not enough. My frustration grew with every second, meanwhile the chain of my nipple clamps got stuck between Mistress tights and every time she moved I was in extreme pain.

She said I count to 10 after that no cumming for you. I pushed my cage up to the doxy but I couldn’t cum. My turn said Mistress and she put the Doxy to her sacred place. It didn’t took long Mistress was excited and soon she came. That night I couldn’t sleep I kept on thinking of what happened, my nipples where still burning, my cock was struggling in its cage. But I was happy, what an amazing partner I have that does this to me.

Locktober 2023 an update

I know, I only write blogs anymore when Mistress keeps me in chastity. It is for me still a great way to relax my mind when I put things in a blog. So please allow me and thank you for reading.

Also this year Mistress locked all her slaves and sissies on the first of October. I was expecting it and because I didn’t came for over a week. I was planning a sweet love session the day before. But as always Mistress had different plans. We woke up and as always on Saturday Mistress made me clean the house spotless. She said to hurry up because she wanted to go shopping in the city.

When I was done cleaning she just came out of the bathroom fully naked shaking her ass in front of me. I looked at her beautiful ass ready to devour it when Mistress said the word. But she only said, you are sweaty take a shower and get ready. After shopping we had lunch, hooked up with a friend and before I knew it the day passed without release.

The following morning, the bell rang and I found an irritated Mistress, where are my keys, I sent everybody a message on loyalfans. When Mistress is liked that, this is for the time to quickly do whatever she wants. I was locked, collared on my knees, kissing Mistress her beautiful feet. Mistress relaxed again and enjoyed the worshiping. Are a few minutes the next command was, shave my pussy. It is my task to keep her pussy smoothly shaven. I love it, it is so intimate and it shows that Mistress trust me with a razor at her sanctum.

I was concentrating on the shaving and doing the task as good as possible, But when I finished I could feel for the first time in October the cage doing it work. My mind went in overtime, I would love to give her a little kiss taste Mistress her femininity but the collar on my neck reminded me to be a good boy and I just looked till Mistress send me away.

The next days quickly went by Mistress was doing the last things for the Femdom ball 2023 and I was working. So no play, no teasing nothing just busy people. The Femdom Ball was amazing all these beautiful Ladies in long gala dresses. I love the fetish outfits but a gala is something else it is an absolute tribute to Matriarchy. A woman in a beautiful dress holding a whip in her hand followed by a hooded boy is such a powerful sight to see. I just love it!

After the ball it was back to work, luckily I can work from almost anywhere. Mistress needed to relax from all her hard working in the last weeks. She ignored the fact that I was locked for her. One evening in bed she grabbed between my legs asking, are you still locked? I was a chocked by her question, I was constantly struggling and she forgot about it! Thinking about it

But it put me back in my place, it is not about my pleasure or my struggle. It is all about pleasing Mistress and she was fully occupied with her own things. I can only say, sorry Mistress and thank you for locking me up. It proofs that I need it to be a good boy, your good boy.

Soon we are together again, I can’t wait to be at your feet, feeling the power you have over me. It feels so good to owned and loved by you.


On May 19th 2023 I pledged my love in front of family and friends to my soul mate. It will be forever my go to happy moment. We have been building up to this moment for so long. I was afraid that it wouldn’t live up to the moment as the expectation where so high. But it all came together in a beautiful symphony of harmony, between Mistress and me and also our families.

Of course it wouldn’t be a Female Led wedding without some small hints involved. I was waiting for my soon to be wife to arrive facing away from the audience. When Mistress was in sight my best man said time to turn around. When I did I saw the most beautiful woman in the world in a perfect dress that was just so her. I bowed when I put my eyes on her, to acknowledge the fact that I wasn’t only marrying my true love but maybe even more my Mistress.

Nobody could see that I was in fact a chaste boy for my Mistress. About a month before the big day Mistress locked me up. Normally chastity is for me a roller coast of emotions but this time it was just right. Normally Mistress likes to wear the key as a little pendant in her bosom so everybody from the scene knows I am locked. This time she kept the key around her ankle. I could hear the sound with every step she made it made me more submissive as I was constantly looking at her feet.

Before Mistress left she changed me into my holy trainer so I could fly without issues and the next time I saw her was 10 days later in sunny Portugal. I was wondering if Mistress would release me for the wedding day. But no I was there with all my family and friends and nobody knew the power Mistress was holding over me.

When all was over and Mistress and I where tired and laying happy in bed we both slept almost immediately. I woke up as a married man with the same daily struggles as most subs, morning wood in a chastity cage. I was sure Mistress would release me and I started to give her little kisses. Mistress smiled and pushed her beautiful ass against my chastity cage. I taught it would burst open and set me free but of course Mistress ensured that I knew my place, only she decides my pleasure and pain. She simple said let’s take a shower and see the family for breakfast.

12 years of servitude

Mistress and I are now a little over 12 years together and next month we will finally marry. It is a nice moment to reflect and think about the future. Mistress has really been my savior. From childhood I already played power exchange games and my puberty was full of internet (BBS) BDSM. But I never made the step to seek a professional Dominatrix. A vanilla relationship that didn’t work out but did gave my a beautiful daughter makes the story complete.

Because of my longing for kink and didn’t want to go outside my relationship I started a kinky blog in the Netherlands. It allowed me to express my kink and it brought me closer to the femdom world in the Netherlands. This is also how I came in contact with Mistress as she was announcing her visit to The Hague on twitter. For me it clicked immediately her open way of talking, her beautiful smile, her view on the world and above all she is 100% a dominant woman in everything she does. The submissive man inside me was awoken.

It took some time before I united myself of my previous life but halve a year later I was ready to see Mistress. Of course things where not that straight forward. Mistress had multiple lovers, slaves,… a complex social life. As with many subs it was love at first sight from the male perspective. I was at first, yet an other man in her life that wanted something from her. I just wanted her attention, I didn’t mind the others as long as I was with Mistress. Mistress quickly understood my kinks and every time I left her with her marks on my body. Hoping that they would last till the next time I would see her.

The only thing I could do was try to proof myself to Mistress. I am obedient, I listen to her, I help where I can, I am patient, I am grateful for her attention and I truly love her. My first birthday was the most special birthday I ever had, Mistress collared me. It was so special to me, because it was the first commitment from Mistress to me. You are mine now, no playing around, you are owned. I cried from happiness and still every time she collars me I find it such an intimate moment.

Over the years we just we grew closer and closer together, of course we had our bumps in the road. But even that gave us more insights in each other. For the first time in my life I can say I truly love a partner and I can’t imaging a life without her. So I am so happy that we finally getting married next month.

The big question of course, why, will it change anything? I don’t think so, for me it is just yet an other way to say, I love you I want to be with you whatever life trows at us. I believe that together we are stronger and more powerful then apart. We are having a Female Led Relationship and that doesn’t mean I don’t have a say. Mistress always listen to my arguments only the final decision is hers. It matches so perfectly with how I am, I don’t want big discussions, I speak my mind and then a decision is made by Mistress and we stick to it.

Over the years I understand Mistress kinks and mine better and better. We don’t play all the time but there is always a level of servitude I have for Mistress. I cook, clean, help her dress, do the shopping get her drinks and many more small things. Any mistake in this area will result in punishment. Punishment is so different then play. I love impact play and Mistress knows exactly how to dance around my limits. When I was a good boy she will push me over the line till I find mercy in sub space. This is such an beautiful moment with Mistress. My mind disconnects from the pain, I feel happy and loved in Mistress her embrace.

That brings me to my ultimate kink and that is power exchange. Feeling the power of Mistress when she pushes my limits, when I suffer beyond pleasure. It is such a contradiction in my mind, why is the woman that I love doing that to me and please don’t stop making me suffer Mistress. This can be with the whip but I feel her feminine power the most when she teases me in chastity. When we both lust for each other but for some reason she enjoys my suffering more then making love to me. How can I not love this woman?

So will marriage change our dynamic? No, we are constantly in flux but our base is solid and build on mutual respect. I love her, I trust her with my life. I hope to create many more memories with her both in vanilla as in kink. I hope she will push me out of my comfort zone to discover new pleasures. I can only offer to trust her, to accept with open mind so she can explorer her own kinks and limits. I am sure in her love and feel comfortable in our FLR, she is the woman that beats me.

Labels, titles and their meaning.

Just a disclaimer in front, this blog reflect my views on the subject and not that of my Mistress. In this case she doesn’t fully agree but she is kind enough to let me express my thoughts.

On twitter there is a lively discussion at the moment about who should call themself a Dominatrix and who an escort with kinky services. Of course all synonyms of the terms are used.

The main point is should the term Dominatrix be protected to these that only offer domination services and no personal services?

Of course there are no legal grounds to protect any of the sex workers titles. Although that would be the solution. If a dominatrix could say, I have a PHD in domination with a specialty in whipping, that could be protected. I do see kink entering the vanilla world we are far from this situation.

So where are we in this day and age? You see devaluation of titles all around us. Even the once given by nature, like male and female , are becoming more blurred. It is the natural evolution of human nature and we have never been able to stop this. It helps us question or status quo in society and helps us to be come stronger individuals. Look at the current gen Z for many a step to far but they are striving.

So am I pleading that any thing should go? That we should forget the lessons from the past and just do whatever? No, diffidently not I am against the current tendency of narcissism and the current why the titles are used is a reflection of that. As always the truth in somewhere in the middle.

We can not protect our titles in the kinky world nor make definition of them. So it all boils down to mutual respect. Take the effort the learn each other before assuming anything. Sex workers are extremely well in stating their boundaries. Unfortunately customers are extremely good at only thinking of their own moment of pleasure.

So sex workers shouldn’t argue between each other, but support and help each other. See your work for what it is. It is highly specialized and is not something you can do without education. This can be self education by studying your peers but a better way in my opinion is to become an apprentice and learn the craft by an experienced Dominatrix or Escort.

To come back to the original question, yes I do think you can combine domination and personal service and still call yourself a Dominatrix. We shouldn’t enforce definitions they are only valid in our point of view. By objecting to them we close ourselves to others.

On the other hand I also believe that a relationship with a Dominatrix is way more intimate without personal services. Tease and denial is the core to power exchange. It is amazing the pleasure you find in just being close to your Mistress. It is pleasure that can go on forever while an orgasm is just a few seconds. So just take your time learn each other pleasures, limits and above all respect them. Life will be so much more pleasureful than arguing about a definition.


Lately Mistress is using more and more strict hoods when she plays with me. I am starting to really love my sensory deprivation hood. I don’t like it that I can’t see my beautiful Mistress during our play. But the ritual when Mistress puts my hood on is fascinating. The thick leather immediately takes away all my sight. Then Mistress start to tightening the lace. I can feel the leather enclosing my face more and more till it is almost a second skin. The hood has extra thick leather over my ears so I can only hear Mistress slightly. There is only a small hole to breath. I have to focus on my breathing and whatever happens I can’t panic because then I don’t get air.

When the hood is fully closed and the only thing I can do is wait for what is going to happen. I fully trust my Mistress but I am also excited and a bit scared for what is going to happen. I try to hear what her next move is but the hood only give me distance sounds. I try to smell my Mistress but the leather is to strong to get anything reach me. Then Mistress touches my nipple, I almost jumped about the strong sensation. It was just to add a first layer of pain. The nipple clamps are biting sharply in my sensitive nipples.

I welcome the feeling, the pain she inflects is like an energy bridge between us. I relax and let the pain flow through my body. The more layers of pain Mistress add the more she takes control of my body and mind. There is nothing else in my world then this moment between Mistress and I.

The sharp pain of the whip brings me back to reality. I scream in my hood and without mercy it takes my breath away. I fully focus on my breathing while Mistress increases the pain with each lash of her whip. Then she stops, I slowly recover only for Mistress to increases the pain in my nipples. The nipple clamps are now digging sharply in my nipples it is a pain that I can’t ban from brain but is so intense I want to cry.

This is no play more, I am truly suffering, pain inflected by the woman I love so much. The whip comes down again and to focus of pain goes from my nipples to my back. The pain is so much why am I doing this? The moment I asked this question, I know the answer. I do this for my Mistress, it connects us in a way nothing else can. I slowly stop focusing on the restriction of the hood, the pain in my nipples, the whip on my shoulders. Even with the hood it feels like I can see her, smell her, hear her. I feel myself drown to her energy and I only want more, more pain but most of all more Mistress

I slowly sink into subspace, there is no resistance to anything Mistress does with my body. It is hers to do as she pleases. I feel happy, I feel loved but above all I feel hers.
Thank you my Mistress for giving me theses experiences, you are amazing!
Maybe I buy an even more restricting hood so I can be even closer to you. (if you have a suggestion please leave a link in the comments)

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Sharing Mistress

Mistress asked me to write a blog about my feelings of her having a new submissive partner. This question didn’t came as a big surprise Mistress has always told me that she wanted multiple partners in her life. During our relationship there have been a few. I will not deny it, it always hurts me to see Mistress with somebody else.

I understand the attraction of having multiple people in your life. After all we are capable of having multiple friends with relationships on different levels. I believe it enrich life experience. But when it comes to polyamory that is a different topic.

I know I am a romantic that believes in true love and that a relationship is about seeing the beauty in each other shortcomings. Mistress of course sees it different and she wants it all and believes that it can work as long as there are strict rules to maintain.

As in any relationship we established some ground rules and as this was always part of our relationship I of course accept Mistress her choices. It does trouble me and worry me but we will see. At the end of the day when I see Mistress happy I am also happy so we will see where this ends.