Favourite Fantasies?

anyone out there fantasise about being strapped down by several leather clad dominatrixes and then being sealed permanently into a titanium type substance that totally and permanently encases your ass cock and balls. it is completely bodyformed to suit your exact measurements and once both sides are sealed together is completely and irrevocably welded together with no cutting equipment able to cut it free from the body as it is fused to the body.after several minutes of being teased as the process cures the mistresses then go out of the room only to return laughing holding a hood mask in two halves of the same material and proceed to kiss me once each on the lips before inserting a thin tube into my mouth to allow me to breathe and then it all goes dark as they raise my head slightly off the bench and apply the two halves of the mask and the last thing i see and hear is the sound of laughing and pointing fingernails and then silence as the metal subsance fuses to my head and i know i am trapped forever. The rest of my life is lived out in total darkness ,all i am aware of is my fading memories of the three leather clad mistresses who carried out this sentence and the constant feeling of knowing someone is periodically in the cell with me watching and touching and teasing my body and if i do not fight back or struggle when i am pushed to the floor and ridden and squatted on i am fed a liquid that trickles slowly into the tube and this sustains me for however long until the next time i feel someone or something grab me and the ordeal continues.:scared0016:

 

[Hmm; this became a little long. Sorry.]

I came of age during the BBS years before the World Wide Web came along. There was a Goddess Dianna Vesta, still active, who frequented the boards even then and I've often wondered what might have been had I not been green and chicken-shit. I didn't have the imagination to have this fantasy then, but if I did, it would have gone like this...

Out of college I was 5'11 and 165 lbs, just coming into manhood, but Mistress had other ideas. She had screened me by shoving porn in my face and gauging my reaction. Mainstream girl/boy hard core: erection. Same for girl/girl. Soft core stuff like Playboy, no problem. Het sex turned me on, and I identified as straight, that I already knew. Then she put up gay porn, guys sucking off each other, kissing, taking it up the ass. My body didn't lie: I showed no signs of arousal, even when she asked me to fondle myself. She seemed satisfied and I was relieved when she put it away.

But then she said, "But you like the idea of of sucking cock, don't you?"

Embarrassingly, I felt myself getting hard...

"Being made to take it deep down your throat. Or I can see it now, spreading your own ass cheeks, begging to get it up your tight little hole?"

... and harder, a full raging hard-on.

"Hmm..." she said, "you'll do just fine. And your little thing is already pierced even."

True, I had gotten a hold of "Modern Primitives" a year before and had a solidly anchored 8ga PA. It would turn out to come in handy.

My transformation into a sissy cock-slut was gradual but relentless after that. Little did I know that I would never again feel the warmth of my cock between a woman's leg, feel the hardness of her nipples in my mouth, or bury my head between her thighs.

First she took me down to 125 lbs, and I lost a lot of muscle mass in the process, causing my shoulders to narrow and my arms and legs to lengthen, all the while restricting me in narrower and narrower corsets. At the end there, my ribs where showing and my shoulder blades stuck out. She especially liked to see those ribs.

Then came the black hoses and garters, the page boy black wig, the little push-up training bra, and the steadily higher heels.

Very early in the process she locked my little clitty of course (though I didn't think of it as a clitty back then; that came much later). It was a simple matter of fitting an enclosed stainless steel tube along the shaft, and replacing the PA ring with a more secure pad lock, the shank going through the piercing fixing the tube in place.

"It's better this way," she said. "This will keep you nice and horny. I don't expect you'll ever cum again, so get used to it. And besides, it's so small as to be useless."

She was right about my small size. I had my fair share of women, but sex usually consisted of a quick humping and then me making love to her pussy with my mouth until she came. I loved the taste of pussy, I loved hugging her pussy against my mouth as she buckled and spasm with pleasure. I adored going down on a woman; I would much rather make her cum than cum myself. Little did I know I would soon be doing neither.

And after a year, after the electrolysis and severe weight loss, the reshaping of my body, came the breast implants. Nothing too big for my frame, just nice perky good sized breasts. The kind on your overly-slutty 22 year old girl-next-door. Except I was a guy, or mentally anyway. Mistress never did believe in shooting me up with hormones; she liked it that I still identified as male, and had fully functional equipment and desires.

By this time, the heels had topped out at 5 inches and were permanently locked on. The lock on my chastity had been replaced with a bar permanently (and carefully) soldered in place. My attire consisted exclusively of black hoses and garters, a black corset, and sometimes a black bra, and often a butt plug, but never any panties. My chastity always hung free, more often than not trailing a steady drip of pre-cum.

Mistress had a thing for watching guys get off. She had a steady string of boyfriends and lovers, and I serviced everyone of them in my mouth or my ass, or sometimes both at once. She would sit back with a glass of wine and a cigar and watch her guy fuck my mouth until I could barely close my jaw. I would hear her breath quickening as he pulled my head hard against his groin and shot his load straight into my gut. Other times she had the guy finish on my tongue, with his hot cum dripping down to the floor in puddles. She would have me kneel there without swallowing, holding her lover's cum in my mouth, and then afterwards licking the now-cold cum off the floor.

On other occasions she would line up a few of her men, sometimes as many as half a dozen, but never fewer than three. After cycling between my ass and my mouth, they would make me get down on all fours, with my ass high up in the air and my surgically enhanced tits on the floor, my head turned so that I was looking back up over one shoulder. In this position they would loom over me, burying their cocks in my ass, sometimes fondling my tits, fucking me harder and faster until they each unloaded in my bowels. I would get so close to cumming, but I never do, and would scream in frustration urging the guy in my ass to take me harder. At the end of these fucking sessions, cum would be dripping down my ass crack, running along my balls and down my chastity, mixing with my own pre-cum, and pooling on the floor between my legs, my face in tears. Sometimes I would just clean the cum off the floor, swallowing it all. But if Mistress was feeling particularly aroused she would dip her toes in the puddles of cum and have me lick them clean; this continued until the floor was fee of cum.

When her men were not fucking me, they were fucking her. Mistress needed at times to wrap her legs around a well-endowed man and hold him close until she felt his warmth spread in her cunt. At these times I usually stood in the corner, or if I was participating I would be sucking her lover's balls or servicing his ass, running my tongue deep up his asshole. She absolutely forbade me to touch her while she was having sex. She thought this was too much like me having sex with her, and would make me forget my place. And my place was between a real man's legs.

Like wise she forbade any sexual contact with women in group settings or if I was lent out to her girlfriends. Her girlfriends could have their men use me all they wanted, but she let it be known that I was not to service any pussy or have any intimate contact with women. That would be sex, and I was only to be used for service, a sissy whore who only gets cock. A surprising number of otherwise straight men liked to have their cock expertly sucked by a sissy on her knees; I guess few men can resist an enthusiastic throat fucking. After all, I wasn't a guy in their eyes, just a sissy with a locked up clit. But I rarely saw her girlfriends; she would much rather house me with male friends when she needed to. Some of these men were gay, some not, but all liked a sissy with two well-lubed holes.

But a woman's private parts weren't completely off limits to me, as long as the contact was degrading and featured cum or piss. That meant Mistress often pissed in my mouth or had me clean her with my tongue after she went to the toilet. For a long time the only bathroom in her house that featured toilet paper was the tiny one reserved for my use. I likewise cleaned her lovers, men and women both.

The closest I ever got to worshipping her pussy or ass was when I cleaned her after sex. She would have me lie flat on the floor with my hands at my sides while she squatted over my face. She would slowly let the cum ooze out of her pussy or ass into my mouth. After most of the cum was out, I could very gently run just the tip of my tongue around her pussy folds and along her slit, or around her puckered ass hole if that was where her lover dumped his cum. I was never to bury my mouths in her holes, to make love to her private parts, something that I sorely missed. Instead of pussy, I was now fed a steady stream of cock.

Mistress wasn't completely cruel when it came to denying me intimacy. Very rarely she would arrange a sissy-on-sissy show. I never dreamed I could kiss another man, but there I was making out with another sissy. Some would be old, some would be young, it didn't matter. I would greedily suck on the other sissy's tongue, run my lips down her throat, or gently take her breasts and nipples into my mouth. But my own breasts and nipples were not accessible for Mistress had learned early on that my nipples were extremely sensitive and gave me more pleasure than deemed decent, and had them locked away behind half-dollar sized shields permanent fixed to my nipple piercings. If the sissy was allowed to cum I would let her face fuck me or take me in the ass until she came. If she was also locked up then we would both don strap-ons and go at it while our owners had coffee or chatted about inconsequential things such as the weather. If Mistress needed amusement, she particularly liked to have the other sissy bend over a chair, and reaching back with her own hands, spread her ass cheeks wide. I would kneel between the sissy's legs, hands behind my back and my tongue working her asshole, her balls and cock or chastity slapping gently against my aching tits. These sessions mostly served to make me even more horny and needing even more sex.

She was right of course to deny me sex; why should a permanently chastised, waif of a man with fake tits and wig, a sissy cock-slut, be allowed to have sex? I had to remember who I was at all times: a cum-slut with only cock to service.

 

If it was possible... for some time (not forever)..... to turn into Shemale... mmm.... I would! Growing hair or extensions.. getting dressed up in stockings and sissy maid outfit... Then like in 'Story of O' becominge a slave and pleasing as many man at the same time as possible.... but never cum, just serve them. Take two of them in my mancunt at once and suck two other cocks and stroke a couple... gosh I would love to do that right now!


My another fantasy is being a Shemale have men lick me alround.. toes, hole, me whole self. But not the dick.... Lick and fuck me ..mmm :bj:

PS. Cant believe i write this!!!

 

i think the description given by mistress watchful and pet have just refuelled my fantasy and now i cant stop thinking of being hooded and secured into the isolation box that they described at ess and emms and being kept locked in there for an indefinate period then led out still hooded and gagged and shackled and then strapped to the whipping bench, whipped and paddled then being subjected to a sustained strap on attack and then just left there. Not knowing how long you had been locked there or who was going to be the next group of people to arrive and more frightening whether they would release you or carry on with the ordeals and then also leave you ready for the next occupiers.:scared0016:

 

Yeah, we can't get that box out of our heads either!!!!

 

I have far too many to list!

However, I have recently agreed to a 12 month lock up, 24/7, with no possible release (except medical emergencies) until at least 10th September 2010. So I suppose that is akin to one year full time chastity. Will I be bonkers by next year!? I miust be bloody mad!!! LOL!!!

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Fantasy at the moment and just fantasy!

A public naked wrestling match with a female where the stakes are: sex for me if I win, being castrated if I lose. Before the match begins I have to let her play with my cock for 5 mins. She will stop for 10 seonds whenever I say STOP. I can only say STOP 10 times.

This is a dilemma. Do I ask her to give me what may be my last orgasm and leave me in a weakened state, making it more likely that I will be de-sexed.
Or maybe she will be so good at masturbating cock that I will lose this mini-battle too.

The match is hard and sweaty. As I tire, her stamina and determination, driven on by my dangling male sac, her desired prize gives her the edge she needs. With my balls gripped in her hand, her other hand pushing my body away. I am brought to my knees and pushed backwards. My knees under me, my body laying back, my sac is being held in the air, pulled forward from my body. She is handed the knife and I am gelded.

As the nurses are fixing my wound, I am faced with the victor holding my sac in front of my face. No longer my sac, now her trophy of my victory of the former 'stronger' sex.

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CRIKEY.............thats what comes from eating too much cheese before you go to bed..................:confused0068::scared0016:

 

first of all: Sorry if my english isnt perfect ....

Much of my dreams became true the last 2 years, some are still getting ... building up a FLR with my wife, therefor Im most kept in chastity and get much more humiliation than sex but have to worship my wife in any kind. Too Im punished by spanking and all of those kinky things of BDSM. My wife loves all those things the same way I do (and thats something i dont take for granted!)

So, at least theres one phantasy left, that I dont really want to get fulfilled. Name it my "final Phantasy"

My wife keeps me in total chastity and Im a "never in". I even have no permission to touch or take a glimpse of her when shes naked. But I have to serve when shes having her selfsatisfaction. Of course she forces me becoming a cuckold, but her Lover aint human. Im dreaming about her having a big, beautiful dog that sleeps beside her, mounting her while Im bound and gagged near beside or have to assist. I hear her screaming in horny passion while the semen comes out of her in flood. Im worth much more less than the dog and thats the way shes treating me. One day she comes to me and milks my Semen off by Prostate milking. I get bound and have to watch how she fills it into an injector and then stores it warm. After having a dogride, she injects my Semen into her Pussy. The dog sits beneath and seems to laugh. He just has got his, she got hers .. me got nothing but her laughing and maybe to become a dad!?

Well, true perverted, istnt it?
Thats why I couldnt bear my phantasy become real.

 

being lock in my cb 24/7 never let out
in panties all the time and on weekends have maid outfit with not back to bottoms shoing my panties haveing my wife friends over with me like that
and at night she has her male friend over with me dress in panties only
watching her have sex with him and then have to tongue up the cum dripping from her
and perform oral on her male friend and get it up the butt from him
each wekend different guy with bigger cock then the one before she loves to see me suffer

 

My favorite fantasy is to be locked in ever smaller chastity cages (soon to be switching from my CB-3000 to a CB-6000S) continuously until my teenie weenie shrivels up, getting smaller and losing the ability to perform. Every few months the cage will be removed, my penis will be measured, and a smaller, custom made cage will be placed on me. Eventually my current 4 inch clitty is am reduced to no more than a little nub.

At a party to celebrate my complete emasculation a select group of women get to watch and tease me as the cage comes off. My little nub is there, reduced to just my shrunken cock head against my body. The shaft has virtually disappeared. I am told to masturbate for their enjoyment. As I use one finger and my thumb to try and jerk the little nub it refuses to grow to allow for jerking.

Finally I resort to just playing with the head, rubbing it as a woman would with her clitty. My legs buckle and my body shivers in orgasm, with only a few drops of thin fluid dripping out.

I have now been totally emasculated and no matter how I might try I will be unable to fuck ever again. I am then locked back up and forced to lick all the women there to multiple orgasms, as that is my lot in life.

 

Mistress's Sister visits us once a month for business and i serve Her along with Mistress. i fantasize that Sister has me do Her laundry, paying close attention to Her unmentionables. Sister demands perfection and advises Mistress about my milkings - and always says i'm not sissy enough. Sister requests that i serve in skimpier and skimpier outfits and provides special dainties for me to wear. Sister requires me to recite my fantasies to Her and grades them for sissyness... again saying they're not good enough to earn a milking. Sister asks Mistress if She can find a tougher, meaner chastity for me and Mistress agrees... Sister eventually requests pleasing and Mistress happily agrees... ::blushes::

 

i dont know if i would want mistress and master or not,interesting idea being sissy to both
but also you can have wife that locks up her sissys cock full time and have a guy come in either live in or over much for sex and have to be sissy to both

 

yes i guess you are right

 

My fantasy is after a very long period of denial that I would be bound to a bed with immobilizing bondage so that I cannot move even the slightest amount. Then my Wife would place a Venus 2000 on my shaft. The V2000 is a suction machine that strokes continuously.

I would be left with the V2000 continuously stroking my shaft for several hours. My Wife would occasionally increase the speed of the V2000 but will never turn it off or slow it down. The V2000 continues to stroke as I come to my first climax. Despite how sensitive my post orgasm cock now becomes, the V2000 keeps sucking and stroking. I am left in this predicament for hours and for multiple orgasms, until I am completely mentally and physically drained.

For those who want more info on the V2000 here is a link....it's on my want list if anyone is feeling generous :-D

http://www.sybian.com/venusindex.html

 

Too much thinking

Hey all I'm still here not much to say.We have been in the same rut as some others here.But that I will put in the Vault later.
I was thinking about the Fall Gathering and how I wish We could go seeing all the Misstresses and thier locked-up subs doing all the work to make them happy.But how do you reward all the subs?Let them cum of course!Tell the sub or sissy its play time.Get them dressed and all togeather put them all in collars with their hands cuffed to the collar.Make sure all the Misstreses have a nice glass of wine.line the sissies and subs up and unlock your cocks and tell them they can cum if they want too but the misstresses are off limits.They can do it themselves or with help from another sissy or sub.Oh they must be responcible for their own mess
Just a kinky thought thats been swirling in my mind.

 

My reward would be never to have the cb 2000 off. Just to serve as a female for the entire weekend and be treated as such. If a real maid cant neither can I.
Jessica:gift-060:

 

nice being maid for weekend,,,strip down to your cb put in thongs panties made to serve mistress/master and never allowed to dress and have mistress have people coming over for weekend for me to service as they wish

fun exciting embrassing humilating