FemDom

I’ve been part of chastityforums.com for a long time and there is a thread on the forums about cartoons or comics related to chastity and femdom. I saw recently someone posted this awesome comic. I feel like this is one of the best FemDom comics I’ve seen.

What are some of the better chastity or femdom, or even bondage, comics you’ve seen?

I don’t often dream or, I should say, I don’t often remember my dreams. When I do remember, they aren’t typically sex dreams. Let me tell you… Last night I vividly remember some very intense, teasy, sex dreams! I wish I could remember exact scenes in my dream but, I more remember the feeling of the dream. I remember feeling sexy and wanted and how it felt to tease and keep CM aching and then having full blown, letting him cum, sex with him! I remember the feeling of cumming so hard with him. Oh it was amazing!!! Needless to say, I am very horny this morning and hubby’s butt felt so good when I gave it a squeeze before he left. I totally would have had some hard sex with him if I wasn’t sick and having my lady cycle.

It’s kinda interested that I would dream about stuff like that because over the past week or so I’ve been telling hubby about how bad I want to make him cum! He’s been denied since June and I get so excited thinking about when I finally do allow him to. Having that power of deciding the moment I’ll give him that pleasure. That moment I’ll allow him to explode and feel all the sexual pleasure from it.

I was telling him about all the ways I could possibly make him cum. I even mentioned doing it privately in his clothes, in a public setting, and making him sit in it afterwards. It would be such a privately humiliating thing. We’ve never done anything like that but it could be fun hehe 🙂

I am extremely excited that it’s the end of the year, simply because that means I will be making him cum soon. That also means I get to have lots of wonderful sex with him without having to worry about him stopping or accidentally cumming while I had be him denied.

Happy Thanksgiving! Who among us doesn’t love dorky holiday-themed blog posts? 🙂 Today, we both want to talk about what we are thankful for in our lives sexually, since we can’t really talk about these things at the dinner table with family!

He Said:

The thing I’m most thankful for is that I somehow lucked into finding someone who enjoys the exact same kinks that I do. Female domination and orgasm denial were always things that excited me (chastity was a later development), and I’m extremely lucky to have married someone who shares those interests. I’ve seen so many people struggle to find a partner who shares their kinky desires, and I’m glad I never had to do that.

I’m also thankful that ML enjoys playing with, teasing, and using my cock. She could very easily lock my cock up and ignore it for however long she chooses, but that’s not her style. She enjoys edging me, making me crazy, instructing me to fuck her until she cums on my cock while denying me the whole time.

Lastly, I’m thankful that I married a wonderful woman who connects with me emotionally and sexually… and she has fucking incredible tits, too! Damn, they are awesome. 🙂

She Said:

I’m incredibly thankful to have a submissive husband. I’m completely and utterly a control freak. I need things to be in order and how I want them. I also need to know that I am wanted, desired and loved. Having a subby hubby, that I control and keep denied and achy and horny for me, is only natural. It fits who I am and what I need, exactly. It fills my love tank nice and full.

I will admit that I’m also very thankful for my hubby’s large cock. If his cock wasn’t so big, we could easily be in a cuckold situation where I’d need some big thick cock satisfaction. I don’t think I could actually do that so, I’m thankful that his cock is amazing and completely satisfying.

I’m so thankful to be married to a man that can handle the amount and level of teasing I give out. I am, by no means, easy when it comes to teasing and edging and denying him. He takes it all, anything I want to do to him or make him endure and I am incredibly thankful for his strength and resilience! 🙂

Football and Cheer season is juuuuuuust about over here in Monkeyland lol. We’ve had a very long season that felt like it’s gone on forever. We actually have one more cheer competition coming up this weekend but football and practice is done. Which means no more reason for my super horny, long denied, hubby to take off his cock cage. I don’t regret it at all since our kids won’t be young forever and I know that they will look back and remember that we were very involved parents when it comes to their sports and other activities. Now that we have time to get a little more back into our kink, I did some thinking today. We won’t have a ton of time but more than we did and, like I mentioned, now there isn’t the excuse of coaching to remove the cage.

This morning I realized that I’m really wanting CM to remember just who owns him and his body and his sexual pleasure. I also want him to remember what is important in this dynamic. That’s my pleasure and what I want. What I want for about the next month is to have CM locked him his cage 24/7. He needs that intense reminder that I control his cock and I’d I want it locked it will be locked and if I want it out it will be out.

The other part of this will be that each evening he will be having some kind of ass play while his cock is locked. That could mean he’ll wear one of our butt plugs – the njoy’s or even the remote plug – or he could be instructed to use a toy on his ass and maybe the wand as well to get his cock dripping precum from his cage. On the nights, when possible, I will likely have him get out the little tripod or selfie stick and take me some really slutty pictures. It would be so humiliating to have to take pics & video of himself violating his own ass because I told him to. Then I can choose to show friends the pictures or maybe even post them on the blog.

I did explain to him that I want him to do this for me and use these toys to keep his ass ready for me… You know, should I have a need to use his ass for something it would be ready. I know, after a couple weeks of being used daily with no use of his penis he might get to a point of wanting to stop… And it won’t stop until I say it stops. He really has no choice in the matter.

So, hopefully, we have a few exciting weeks coming up here in November! 🙂

This weekend is Cagedmonkey’s birthday weekend. His actual birthday is on Monday, so I decided the weekend before I would spend overloading him on orgasms. My plan is to try to make him cum so much he’s actually asking me to STOP making him orgasm. Once he’s to the point that he can’t physically orgasm anymore, I plan to use the vibrator to overstimulate him as much as possible.

You may be wondering why I plan to do this and the simple answer is that, starting on his birthday, he’s going to be locked and denied for an indefinite amount of time. I’m thinking a good 6 months of denial sounds good to start. Once we get there I may, or may not, make him go another 6. 🙂 The actual lock up won’t be that long but I am planning on having him go 24/7 for a good chunk of time. I want him aching in the pit of his stomach, desperately needing to get hard and even wanting to orgasm.

I can’t wait to flaunt the fact that I get to have as many orgasms as I was, as much as I want, and even get to make him provide me the pleasure of those orgasms. I very much love to see and feel how frustrated he is when he’s aching for sexual attention and so jealous of my orgasms and the orgasms of others! It’s fun when friends brag to him about the orgasms they get to have when he’s locked and denied and wanting one so bad.

It should be a fun year 🙂

Not too long ago I got asked this question and while I get asked questions frequently, I wanted to put this particular question in its own Mail Chastity post. It’s such a loaded question and it will take much more than a paragraph to answer. As a matter of fact I could do a whole podcast on this question alone. So anyway, here is what I was asked:

Good morning Lady M! …what makes a good submissive. I am curious as to your personal opion.

I have many opinions on what makes a good submissive but the super short, honest answer is – being what your Dominant wants.

That answer is also so incredibly vague! No one, absolutely no one can tell you how to be a good sub. The reason I say that is because every single Dom is their own person and every single sub is their own. They all have wants, needs and desires. The ultimate in being a good Dom or sub is having a Dom or sub that compliments your needs, wants and desires. What it takes to be a good sub is getting to know the person you want to be submissive to. Making sure you know what they want and expect out of a submissive. Once you know that and have learned those boundaries then you know exactly how to be a good sub. It takes work and communication, on both sides, to really understand what the other would consider good.

Let me give you an example of what I mean. I am a very loving, mothering Domme. I am also a very service driven Domme. I enjoy being in control and taking care of people. I like being the one to dictate how Cagedmonkey’s day will be, making his lunch and helping him know what to expect from his day. I also get extremely fulfilled by someone doing things for me, without my asking (most of the time), because they thought of me and wanted to make things easier or less for me. You know those times when CM will be home from work and do dishes or clean and vacuum the living room because he just knows I’m at work too and it will be helpful and make less for me to do when I get home… Those things, in my eyes, make him a good submissive husband. However, that’s only one side of being “good.” I also love that CM is exactly what I need sexually. When I’m feeling hardcore, rough and aggressive, I love that he can take what I am needing to give. When I’m feeling loving and cuddly, I love that he can hold me and love me and be that for me. When I want to be pleased sexually, CM is there to please me how I need it. Whether that’s eating my pussy, making me cum, or just being my sex toy to hump and play with. Those things make him a good sub for me.

What makes him good for me, though, may not be good for someone else. Someone else may want certain rituals daily, tasks that must be completed, hard rules that must be followed or there will be punishment. There are also subs out there that have that need. Strict rules to follow with punishment if they are not. Following those rules and taking that punishment would be what makes them a good submissive.

Basically, what I’m saying is… It takes getting to know someone and communicating to find out what will make you a good sub. I hope, in some way, for some one, this was helpful. There is no one way, no right or wrong way. The whole thing comes down to what works in the relationship and in the dynamic.

A few minutes ago, Cagedmonkey, left for work. As he turned to walk out the door I pulled his pants down, pushed him against the door and grabbed his ass and groped his body and caged cock. Then I turned him around and grabbed him by the throat and back of his head and kissed him hard.

In that moment, I felt so powerful over him. I love feeling powerful, especially sexually. I love feeling in charge of my own pleasure and his. I love to feel his body almost melt at my powerful touch. I love hearing his moans as I grab him and forcefully kiss him and bite his lips.

I know that if he didn’t have to leave for work I would have very forcefully fucked him in that moment. I would have made him pleasure my pussy with his mouth and tongue and then slide his thick rock hard aching cock inside… If he were uncaged, of course. I could totally see myself grabbing the sides of his head and shoving his face in my pussy, rubbing it all over him.

I love when I’m feeling powerful like this, forceful and aggressive. I know that CM likes it too. I love that feeling of taking what I want, when I want it.

At first, Tom couldn’t believe it; he must have misheard. But when he asked them to repeat it, both Melissa and Bethany were in agreement.

His reward would be to get to see what it would be like for his cock to fuck Bethany’s pussy.

Tom was beyond surprised – Melissa had never shown any interest in “sharing” him with others; quite the opposite, in fact. She wouldn’t be okay with him having sex with another woman, whether she was present or not. There had to be some catch.

Of course there was.

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Tom was restrained tightly to the bed, spread eagle with his head almost to the edge of the foot of the bed. His arms and legs were pulled out wide and tight enough so that he had very little ability to move himself at all. Above him was Bethany, on all fours and facing the opposite direction. Her pussy was only a few inches above his face. Melissa had covered Tom’s mouth with a cloth gag – “to make sure you don’t lick anything you shouldn’t,” Melissa said with a wink.

And, true to their word, Tom was watching his cock thrust in and out of Bethany’s pussy.

To be fully accurate it wasn’t “his cock” inside Bethany’s pussy – it was a replica that Melissa and Tom had made about a year ago, during one of their longer chastity stints. Tom had wanted Melissa to be able to enjoy his cock whenever she wanted without having to worry about unlocking Tom unless she wanted to. They had a mold of Tom’s cock made, which they were able to make a sex toy out of that Melissa was able to use to fuck herself with. They hadn’t used it in quite some time, which is why it didn’t come to mind as a possible twist when his reward was described to him.

Not only was Tom subjected to the mind-warping view of his cock-clone fucking Bethany’s pussy, he was watching as Melissa fucked Bethany with his cock attached to her strap-on harness! Melissa was taking it nice and slow, allowing Tom to see every detail of the view in front of him. He watched as the head of his cock opened up Bethany’s pussy lips, how her tight pussy squeezed around his shaft as it pushed deeper inside her, and he saw her pussy pulse as it completely filled her up.

Bethany was also driving Tom insane because she was talking dirty as if Tom himself were the one fucking her. “Oh God yes,” Bethany was moaning, “your cock feels so fucking good, filling me up like this. Oh… fuck! Your cock is so fat and thick… Jesus fucking Christ!”

“You sound like me when he fucks me,” Melissa said, still thrusting slowly into Bethany. “You’re lucky, though… as badly teased and denied as he is, I doubt he would have lasted this long inside that tight horny pussy of yours…”

Melissa thrusted deliberately, hitting those sensitive spots deep inside Bethany’s pussy that made her quiver at the end of each stroke. Tom’s cock throbbed in his cage each time he saw Bethany’s body shake in uncontrollable pleasure.

“Damn, you’re fucking good at this!” Bethany said to Melissa. “When do I get to try it out?”

“I was going to ask you about that,” Melissa answered. “I prefer his real cock to the fake one, but I don’t want to deprive you of your fun…. how would you feel about fucking Tom?”

Tom suddenly snapped out of his dazed state. “Hmmph?”

“He likes it when I peg him,” Melissa explained, “so I don’t think he’d mind…”

“Oh my God, that would be so hot!” Bethany agreed. “Tom, getting fucked by his own cock… and using another woman’s pussy juice as lube! FUCK!!!”

Tom tried to protest through the gag – he was well aware of how big his cock was, how was he going to take it up his ass?

“You better hope she gets this cock all nice and slippery for when she fucks you with it,” Melissa taunted Tom. He watched as Melissa fucked Bethany slowly, the shaft of his cock-clone getting slick and shiny with Bethany’s natural lube with each thrust. Could they possibly be serious that he was going to be fucked with it next?

“Oh God… FUCK! You need to fuck me hard and me cum,” Bethany said. Melissa responded by grabbing Bethany’s hips and pounding the strap-on into her pussy. Bethany’s ass slapped against Melissa’s hips as she fucked her faster and faster.

“Oh my God, FUCK YES!!” Bethany screamed, thrusting herself back against Melissa. She moaned louder and louder until her whole body shook from a massive orgasm. Melissa continued to fuck Bethany as she came with deep hard thrusts, pushing her orgasm higher and farther. Bethany’s legs were trembling as her orgasm went on and on…

Finally, Bethany began to come down from her huge cum. “Damn, that was fucking amazing,” she said, panting heavily. “You’re lucky, that cock feels so fucking good!”

“I know, doesn’t it?” Melissa replied. “How does that make you feel, honey, that Bethany likes being fucked by your cock?”

Tom only groaned in frustration.

Bethany wiggled her hips ad Melissa pulled the strap-on out of her. Bethany teased Tom by wiggling her hips just a little bit, and lowering her pussy down onto his face as she pulled forward. He got a direct view of the fake cock pulling out of her pussy… thankfully, it looked pretty well lubed after Bethany’s orgasm.

“Ok, my turn!” Bethany laughed. She looked at Tom as Melissa handed her the strap-on harness. “Are you ready?”

Tom wondered if he even had a choice.

When cagedmonkey and I first started out with chastity and realized we’ve always been living an FLR it was because of Mistress Ivey and her amazing, easy to read, down to earth books and website, Becoming a Mistress. I’m extremely appreciative of the work she’d put into all of it so that I could become a better wife and woman in charge of her husband.

Yesterday, I lost a friend. Today I take a moment to remember an amazing woman and her hubby, who’ve I’ve gotten to know much more deeply, on a much more personal level, in the past few years. I’m sad to learn of Mistress Ivey’s passing but I know that she’s left behind an awesome legacy and she will not easily be forgotten. She will be forever missed and we are sending our love prayers and love out to her husband and the rest of the family. She was a wonderful author, woman, wife and mother.

Thank you for all of the knowledge you have shared through the years and all of the experience you leave behind. Even though you are not physically with us you will continue to teach and mentor as the years go on.

Sometimes, waiting just a little longer makes everything right.

Melissa and Bethany had been dancing around meeting up for a couple of weeks – it just never seemed to work out for both of them on the same night at the same time. They spent the whole time flirting with each other, and Melissa found out that Bethany was somewhat of a tease, as well. She had no doubt in her mind that when they finally got together, that they would both thoroughly enjoy teasing Tom into a frenzy.

But waiting was a whole different type of tease! Days passed with near misses here and there, until finally their schedules worked out and they were all able to “go out on a date” together.

Even with all of the flirting, there was still some nervous tension in the air. Tom was especially nervous – he was aware of the fun little conversations taking place between Bethany and his wife, but he didn’t have much of a clue what those conversations were about. He wasn’t aware that Melissa had told Bethany all about his fantasies of tease and orgasm denial, and he wasn’t aware that Bethany had expressed an interest in exploiting those fantasies.

The three of them met at a bar for their first date, and after a couple of drinks they became very comfortable with one another. They felt so natural with each other that, more than once they had to remind each other not to talk too loudly in order to avoid letting people nearby eavesdrop on their dirty conversations! The nervous tension began to melt away, and they were soon sharing intimate details with each other without even a second thought.

“So, what does it feel like when your cock tries to get hard in the cage?” Bethany asked Tom. She had been peppering Melissa with questions about male chastity for about a week, curious about what they found so exciting about it. She had heard about how Melissa enjoyed the feelings of power and control over Tom’s cock, but she was still interested in Tom’s point of view. She was more interested in the physical aspect of it – how it felt when his cock wanted to get hard so badly, but couldn’t.

“It’s a really tight squeeze,” Tom answered. “The steel holds me back without any give whatsoever, so if my cock gets hard it has nowhere to go.”

“It must be tough when she’s teasing you with those beautiful tits of hers.”

“Yeah, it can get quite painful.”

Bethany laughed, “I really gotta see what that looks like….”

“Do you wanna see?” Melissa interrupted.

“Well, yeah, of course,” Bethany said, “but… here?”

“No, not here!” Melissa said. “Come home with us, you can see it there.”

Melissa and Tom hadn’t intended to invite Bethany back to their place, and Bethany wasn’t expecting it either… it just sort of happened! But less than an hour later, the three of them were home and in private, Melissa slowly tugging Tom’s underwear down so that Bethany could see his chastity cage.

“Wow,” Bethany said, “it’s actually really sexy!”

“I know, right?” Melissa agreed.

“Can I… can I touch it?”

“Well…. since he can’t do anything with it when it’s caged up like that,” Melissa said playfully, “I guess so.” She looked up at Tom and smiled as Bethany cupped his caged cock and balls in her hand.

“Geez, the steel is so heavy!” she said. “That’s not uncomfortable?”

“I’m used to it,” Tom answered.

“Oh, you want to see uncomfortable,” Melissa said as she began to take off her shirt and remove her bra. Her huge boobs spilled out and she began to rub them against Tom’s cock cage. His cock began to swell inside the cage, and Bethany giggled.

“Ooooh, look! He likes your tits, too!”

“Of course he does,” Melissa replied. “Wanna see it get even worse?”

Melissa whispered in Bethany’s ear for a few moments, and Tom could see a wicked smile growing on her face. When Melissa was finished, Bethany looked at her and simply nodded.

“Honey,” Melissa looked up at Tom, her tits still rubbing over his slowly hardening cock, “be a good boy and go get the rope for me.”
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Tom was in the middle of multiple dimensions of frustration.

First dimension: Melissa had tied his wrists and ankles tightly to the chair, restraining him in a comfortable but immobile sitting position. No matter how badly he struggled, he would be sitting there for as long as Melissa wanted him to.

Second dimension: his cock was throbbing inside of his cage, with no room to swell or expand as it so badly needed to do.

Third dimension: Melissa and Bethany were sitting across his lap, both of them completely naked, touching and caressing each other and enjoying every moment of it. He had a front row seat , so to speak, as they kissed each other and fondled each others breasts. And it wasn’t just a show, either – both of them were fully enjoying it. It started out as fun play, just a little bit of kissing and touching, but it soon progressed into a full on making out, groping and squeezing session that only two incredibly turned on people could produce. He watched as their tongues danced together, as Bethany occasionally dipped her head to suck on Melissa’s dark thick nipples, and he listened as they moaned together in pleasure. He swore he could feel the heat from both of their pussies on his legs, and he whimpered and squirmed uncontrollably when their naked skin would brush against his cock as it bulged through the bars of his cage.

Fourth dimension: He was being completely ignored throughout all of this! He had thought about this fantasy before, but it involved the two women teasing him. Now, his presence wasn’t even being acknowledged by the ladies in his lap; he was merely just a piece of furniture to them. They climbed over him and readjusted themselves better to be able to kiss and lick each others’ bodies, with complete disregard for where he was being touched.

He watched as Bethany basically worshipped the curves of Melissa’s body with her tongue, tracing soft wet lines up her stomach and through her cleavage. Melissa’s back arched as she moaned loudly, and Tom felt his mouth watering. Next, it was Bethany’s firm ass rubbing on his caged cock as Melissa’s mouth explored her body.

“Awwww,” Bethany pouted playfully, “does Tom want some attention?” She wiggled her ass against his cock, making it throb even more.

Tom threw his head back in frustration, “RRRRgh, yes!”

“And how does a good boy ask?”

Bethany must have been getting pointers from Melissa on how to push his buttons during the past week, and she was doing a good job of it! “Yes, please?”

“There’s my good boy,” Melissa said as she squeezed Tom’s cage in her hand. “You think you can handle some attention from both of us?”

Tom swallowed hard and took a moment to think it over.

“Not sure, huh?” Melissa continued. “Well…. looks like we’ll have to wait and see….”