The Noose Tightens

My Lady has surpassed any point we reached before in any of our experiments with FLR and chastity. She's an enthusiast now, and likes the privilege that having me as her butler brings her. At this point, she goes light on heavier kink (hard bondage, corporal punishment), but is definitely asserting her authority.

One thing that was a bit of surprise is she likes to see me dressed up. She is delighted by having a sharply dressed butler, but also likes the 'bondage' element of a snug necktie (thus the title of this thread). No locks or ropes required. She requires me to dress this way more often while serving or escorting her, and has mentioned it could be as full time as our schedule and social life permits. Uh-oh, indeed.

A second surprise is the duration of my stretches in chastity. I was expecting maybe a week between unlocks, but from what she has said and done so far I think I can expect the time to be more like a month, depending on how good my service and submission is. Since by the time a week in chastity has passed I'm going a little crazy, this has been a major paradigm shift in how we go about this. I have become a diligently submissive butler who's eager to please.

I have thanked her profusely for allowing me to submit and serve; in response she has displayed a smile that makes me a little nervous. Time will tell, but I think we've gone through a major change. As she tightens the noose, I hope I have what it takes to stay in her good graces.

 

Thanks! It’s a good kind of excited...

 

Thanks, Rectrix,
If you had told me when I was in my 20’s that I would get a sexual charge from doing chores for my Lady while my dick was locked in a cage and wearing a jacket and tie I would have thought you were the crazy one. Now I feel differently ;-)
My Lady has run off to do things, leaving me in my ‘service uniform’ to do the toilets (among other assignments). She gave me a long, deep kiss as she left that reminded me immediately that I’m locked up.

 

Yesterday left me tingling emotionally and feeling sorry for Mr. Happy, who wants out of his cage and is doing his best to break out (ouch).

When my Lady came home she made a big fuss about my outfit, stroking my tie and expressing great satisfaction about my appearance. Her smile as she talks to me and gives me direction definitely signals that things are different now. Whatever clicked, it has clicked in a major way. She clearly enjoys the role of Lady, and having me serve as her butler. Interestingly, she never mentions Mr. Happy or his imprisonment. She has said a few times now that I will know when she wishes to unlock him.

The capper for the day was when she came up to join me in bed. She immediately slid over to where I was reading and said 'Do me' - referring to massaging of her various tension spots. Though I expected it to progress to sex (for her) it did not. She had very specific wishes about what got massaged or stroked; as I fulfilled her requests, she started to drift off to sleep. Mr. Happy was banging at the cell door, poor little guy. She ended to episode with 'I'm ready to sleep now, good night' and moved to her side of the bed and turned off the light. She was asleep in scant minutes, while I took a good bit longer.

I love my Lady and how she has taken command of me as her butler!

 

Once upon a time, there was a retired couple. One day, she locked up his dick. She then said 'Get me some tea and cookies'. In her thrall, he obeyed immediately. After a while locked up, all he could think about was her, and perhaps getting unlocked. He became her devoted butler, doing his best to serve her as she wished and becoming very affectionate. She watched with a bemused smile, and gave more commands. He complied, helpless to resist. Whenever he disappointed her, he was punished. Strangely, he was very excited by this; so was she. The household began to hum as he fulfilled her growing to-do list. He was rarely unlocked, but she nevertheless was pleasured as she liked, when she liked. She said 'This is great. You're going to regret doing this, but that's your problem'. The End?

 

Super Bee,
Food for thought, thanks for sending. Within me, I've recognized my purpose is to submit and serve to my Lady. In turn, she will flesh out what my purpose is. Thus far, it appears to be relieving her of everyday 'tyranny of the to-do list' and upping her experiences of pleasure; these include but are not limited to cooking for her, massages offered or directed, orgasms (she is firm in being the one to initiate that, on her own or my behalf), and keeping a house that delights her on its cleanliness and nice touches. More will emerge, I am certain.

 

For over a month now I’ve been locked the whole time except for supervised cleaning, shaving, and inspection, plus released for one O that was a surprise gift from my Lady. It certainly appears that - now that the FLR switch has been flipped ‘on’ - she has no inclination to turn it off. For me, that means my life has become service to her, with no more access to Mr. Happy unless she grants it. She controls the keys closely, with her copy secured and my emergency one in a tamper-evident setup using strapping tape and her signature.


What has been stunning is how quickly and easily she assumed her place as my Lady and set about making it all about her. No big deal, no ceremony, just a click of the lock and the orders started coming. Last night, while watching a movie, she said ‘Go get my chapstick out of the medicine cabinet’. She was in her jammies and robe, while I was in my butler’s outfit. She paused the movie and began doing stuff on her phone while I complied with her request. After she had used it she handed it back to me and said ‘Put it back now, please’.


So, ‘normal’ in our household has quickly changed to a never-ending to-do list for me and leisure for her; cessation of sex for me and re-centering the focus on her pleasure (which does give me pleasure and excitement); dressed up for me (Try ‘butler’ in Google images to see what she has threatened me with) and comfy loungewear for her. She’s rubbing it in, too, while simultaneously teasing me frequently to keep me cranked up. Where in past experimentation with FLR we’d talk about roles and stuff, she is now quietly, firmly, matter-of-factly in command.


What has happened to me? The best summary I can offer is that I have wholly submitted. When she gives me assignments or directions, I obey. Often as I am carrying them out Mr. Happy stirs in his prison, only to end up fruitlessly pounding the walls. A good chunk of my day is devoted to serving her. Who invented or discovered this chastity thing? It’s powerful, and I am caught in its grip. I’m wondering what the picture will look like a year from now, five years from now.

 

My Lady announced my Valentine's day present to me yesterday: 'I'm giving you exactly what you want' - turns out that means I will remain locked in chastity for the day, no break for me there. She also chose an outfit for me that I am now dressed in, a three piece suit she recently bought for me. I will have breakfast ready to go when she gets up later. Then comes a day of pussy worship. She has me cuff my hands behind me and kneel between her legs, then directs me on what to do. It's up to her how often/how long I will be called upon to serve her. Exciting!

 

When I was a kid, I was fascinated by 'ant lions', a kind of bug that would dig a cone in the sand and wait for ants to come along. They'd slide down the side of the cone and the ant lion would grab them in its jaws, where it would become lunch. Well, yesterday demonstrated to me that I'm the ant.

We were relaxing after a nice dinner that I made as part of our celebration, me still dressed to serve in my gifted butler's uniform, her in a sexy nightgown that makes pussy worship easy, covered by a robe. My tongue still feels the aftereffects of a day of licking; she's rarely been that horny. I felt good about how the day had gone for both of us.

She reached over to straighten and snug up my tie, then asked, 'So, all I have to do is keep you locked up and you will do whatever I say?' I replied in the affirmative, kissing her hand. 'You are so screwed' she said, 'This is going to be a lot of fun'.

 

My Lady was watching me dress in my 'uniform' to serve her on Saturday. She loves to check my tie to make sure it's straight and snug, kind of an emerging ritual. As she did this, she asked me 'Are you feeling horny locked up in your little chastity?' When I said yes, all she said in response was 'good'.

 

Clean living and my Lady

When we were deciding to give the current FLR arrangement a go, my Lady pronounced that I would be pursuing clean living. Her rationale was that she would prohibit ‘dirty’ habits such as drinking, any drug use, unhealthy foods, or masturbation. She said that I might be irredeemably kinky, but that she would use that to insure my lifestyle was as clean as the driven snow. That has indeed come to pass, leading to already improved health and greater energy on my part. Goodbye forever, potato chips!

 

Rectrix,
As the CM saying oft quoted says, be careful what you wish for. I was not aware of how much my Lady knew of my habits until she started clamping down. It seems every locked person on CM is aware of the most difficult one: being prohibited from handling Mr. Happy. I know it’s good for me, but damn I miss bacon and potato chips. And donuts. And beer. And... ah well, I agreed to be ruled by her, and her logic is ironclad. Her determined, quiet authority grows daily. I am in awe.

 

Note from my lady, left on my keyboard for me to find this a.m.: 'I love having my butler to see to my needs! As you have asked, this will be real, and it will be forever. It turns me on so much to see you dressed up for me, doing my bidding, especially knowing you're locked up! I've left an outfit for you to put on, then you're going to make my day special! Be ready for many orders today, because your Lady feels needy and horny!'

I've been busy. I just had to post this. So many things about how she is going about this surprise me. I had no idea this was all growing inside her, but now that it's here, it's blowing me away daily. Gotta run.

 

My world is being transformed. Seemingly without effort, or with obvious forethought, my Lady is systematically re-ordering our lives together. What used to be my recliner has become her throne. There are no longer any chores on her schedule; whenever she thinks of something that needs doing, it goes on the to-do list via Alexa. As an Apple watch wearer, I have found that it has become her equivalent of the call bell - a text buzzes my wrist whenever she needs something.

She's not mean towards me and does not make a show of being a hard-ass, she just calmly tells me what the plan is. If I don't comply, she will equally calmly and with no fuss assign me a punishment or extend my lockup. She's quite intelligent, and how she's going about this reflects a lot of thought. In what feels like a heartbeat, she went from a reluctant head of the house to all-in, boom just like that.

It's not a matter of her just using me, either. She's been very loving and sexy and sexual, which is a monster tease that inflames the hell out of me 24/7. For those of you who have had a period where you have been the head of your household and your partner has been a 'pleaser' who was very solicitous and sexy and went out of her way to look nice for you, that's what it's like.

Except. In our new arrangement, my Lady is all that, but holds the key to my dick and has made me into her personal butler whose reason for being is to serve her. Probably not many butlers serve their employers sexually in all ways they desire, but that's now part of my 'contract'. In response I feel more loving and loved than I ever have, only she is definitely, completely running the show. Yikes.