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Friday, 9 May 2014

The Lock down story

Wait For Lockdown

The plug in my ass is giving me a nice warm feeling and making Mistress cock stir within
the confines of the clear plastic of the cb6000. The prison is secured with a snug fitting
padlock with only one key.

The key which now sits in a container of water in my freezer, slowly but surely taking me
further and further away from any possibility of release.. a slow torture of waiting for
it to freeze solid further adding to my torment like.. well.. like water torture.

But here unlike a steady drip drip drip, it is constant checking of my predicament every
30 minutes until it is finally secure.

It is now one o'clock in the morning and my tired brain can hardly stop thinking about it
and there is a part of myself, very very deep within, that is screaming.

The plug is riding into my ass and it is making me horny as I sit on it, I find myself
moving back and forward grinding my slutty whore ass into the toy... its not quite the
right shape to get any real release... I dread to think what would happen if I actually
made myself cum like that...but I am so frustrated it is driving me crazy.

I pull at the cage as if that would help but thats even worse now... The clock is ticking
by and I'm losing the ability to concentrate on anything else.Yes Mistress and her hard
I do not have any choice.

Mistress controls be utterly.

Mistress cock tight in its cage reminds me of how helpless I am beneath Her.

She is having fun with other subs, more worthy of Her time and attention that I am and that
makes me very jealous. I have nothing more to give Her as I am so hopelessly trapped by
Her. She has all the power.

So I have to wait... every second making me more trapped. I feel so helpless.You can find motre real mistresses at live mistress webcam

Knowing that She is there, watching, controlling, punishing... there is no where for me
to turn now as She is everywhere. The tiredness and horny frustration is taking its toll.

My fate sealed with every second.

The clock is my enemy. I am sitting here waiting for the clock... hoping each second that the
ice freezes and maybe, just maybe this part of the humiliation will be over.

I feel so pathetic. I am praying for my own total entrapment.

This ls truly live at its best
I am pathetic though... I am just a sissy slut getting what they deserves and I should
thank Mistress for controlling me. She makes me realise my place in this world is beneath
Her and master, beneath real men who can cum and fuck and do whatever they want.

I'm no longer thinking straight now. I know I would do anything for Mistress - I'm
sinking deeper in Her pit of despair for me and fun and laughter for Her.

My face burns like the pull on Mistress balls as Her Cock strains. Knowing people will know
of my humiliation. I have no choice. I am getting ever more trapped by the second.
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Monday, 5 May 2014

Blackmailed tranny whore

Blackmailed in to Being a Tranny Whore


Mistress is turning the screw on me again. Forcing me to send Her more pictures with each
task She has helped me dig myself further into Her hole.

Now She has revealed my fate.. that I will become what I have feared. To be used and abused
as Her tranny whore!

I want to beg and plead or run for the hills but Mistress knows to much. She fixed me with
Her sweet sadistic smile that always means trouble - for me.

Of course I have a choice... She says... I can choose to have certain images become
public... Would I like that?

No Mistress... please... I'm begging You..

"Well, since I am keeping all of Your secrets, isn't it only fair that I get something in
return?"

My position is now perfectly clear.

"Haven't You enjoyed being my little sissy bitch?" She has me twisting in the wind and
She knows it. My face must be a picture of desperation because Her smile becomes a joyful
laugh. "Aw... poor slut... catch got your tongue"

No Mistress, You have my tongue along with everything else. I am so completely trapped it
closes around me like the sound of Her voice in my head.

"Yes, Mistress... I have enjoyed being Your little sissy bitch"

"There.. that was easy wasn't it" She taunts and teases playfully. "Tell me how you like me
using you slut"

 "I love being used by You, Mistress. Thank You so much for fucking my hole and making it
 stretched so I can take nice big cocks for You"

"Good slut! Now I have You right on the road I have planned for You"

So now I am helplessly trapped on this road that leads me to being a tranny whore for
my Mistress and it scares and excites me in equal measure. One thing is certain is that
the consequences for disobedience are all too real.

Mistress is not bluffing.

She would send those pictures public or tell someone close to me what I truly am and She
has the facts to prove it.

I am falling deeper and deeper into her pit and I feel so far down now I cannot see the
light. I have to sit here and write my blog of my own entrapment, wearing these panties
and with my clitty locked tightly in a chastity device. I am never getting out.

Mistress tells me that I will be used to amuse Her and make Her money. How ironic that I
will be used to get real men off, using my holes to please them to orgasm and filling me
with cum if Mistress wants it. Making me give others what I can no longer have.

Mistress thinks this is funny.

I am glad that at least I am still amusing Her; I hope that She will have mercy on me if I
am a good little slut. Now I have taken my first step on the road to becoming Her whore.

Being able to Wank and have an orgasm. The life of a blackmailed sissy

The Joys of Wanking to a Real Orgasm

Now that Mistress has claimed Her cock back as Her property, being able to wank without
permission or supervision is no longer something that I am able to do. That privilege is
reserved for Mistress and other people who matter.

Slaves do not matter, slave sluts even less so. I no longer have the right to an orgasm
or even to touch Mistress' property without Her permission.

Now I am under lock and key for Mistress. Her cock is encased in a plastic prison secured
with a metal padlock. Clunk, Click... a trapped dick... once so slutty and promiscuous is
now helplessly trapped and now it must remain.

I must be tortured and trained. That is what Mistress wants and what She will get. So now
in a particularly sadistic turn of events I must now remind myself and all that read this
of the joys of being able to wank and to experience a satisfying release.

Something that is an ever more distant memory with every day that passes.

The first part of a good wank is just to feel that hardness in your hand; to feel the
strength and virility that is embodied in your member. Powerful, pulsing and urgent, it
feels so potent in your hand as you grasp it firmly and start to move it up and down.

Feeling the erection sliding through your fingers, maybe moaning as you think of the
recipient of your attention. Maybe a video clip you are watching or some pornographic
photographs with an erotic image forever frozen in time.

I start slowly at first, really enjoying the feeling... it really is like no other, even
sex is not quite the same... sometimes better (way better), sometimes worse but always
different. You know how to please yourself most of all and this is the most luxurious
embodiment of selfish lust...

Oh Yes... even now thinking about it Mistress cock stirs to hardness, pulling my balls
tight until the pain is quite intense. I remember how this felt... I desperately want more.

Slowly you build up the pace as you get more and more turned on, maybe those memories from
the wank-bank are filtering through: Images, feelings, smells and sounds that have aroused
you so much in the past they are held forever in your head for moments like this..

Oh my.... it feels so good.... faster and faster. The slut within me wants out now and I
cannot hold it back... I moan gutturally, animalistic in my need...

Faster.

Harder.

I can feel the surge building in the balls as they tighten and the shaft becomes ramrod
stiff... pulling and twitching in my hand... I look down at the images... so turned on..
waiting for just the right moment...

Every man has the moment... when they know it is time to blow their load... the right images,
the right girl or guy in the right place... I used to think of Mistress and Her body...

That is how far into my head She is...

I build up to the crescendo... balls so heavy... tight and waiting.. I'm so close to the
edge...

I tip over as I start to gush, hand tight around, milking it slowly as I bask in the surge
of pleasure... Wow... it used to feel so good...

So good.

So gone.

Reliving those feelings, Mistress cock hurting and trapped, brings me to the brink of tears.
I miss it so much more and these next few days will be even worse now. A cruel reminder of
what I have lost: Surrendered to Mistress as Her Slave.

I know now She'll be laughing as She and others read this a see how pathetic I feel.

I hope at least it makes Her happy.