BDSM Submission Weekend: A Journey into Gynarchic Control (1)
His domineering wife fell asleep in an instant. So, he lies down as best he can on the carpet. Indeed, he is still bound and therefore cannot find a comfortable position. His caged manhood is ready to burst. However, he, too, needs a moment to catch his breath after this exciting and intense session of submission.
Bound by Desire: A Night of Submission
Later, when she comes to her senses, it’s he who has fallen asleep on the carpet. He’s sleeping “soundly,” as she puts it. She wants to take advantage of this to tie his ankles to his wrists with a rope, trapping him in a position from which he cannot escape.
Then, she plans to leave him there, in that position, all night. She no longer has time to hesitate because he wakes up slowly and asks her,
- “Was it good, my darling?”
She straightens up slowly. Then, she stretches and elegantly adjusts her clothes.
- “Mmmm, yesss, and you?”
As he struggles to get back on his knees, he replies,
- “Oh yes, I loved it, thank you. I want to make love to you now!”
She doesn’t respond. In fact, she stands up and moves behind him to untie the bar from his feet. She finally answers,
- “We’ll see! I give the orders! You must behave… you’re not done yet with this session of submission, my dear!”
Then, his dominant wife unlocks the padlock to move his hands to the front, retying them to the ropes on his chest with the same padlock.
- “Upstairs! Come on…”
He climbs the stairs, and she follows without speaking.
Tied and Teased: A Night Under Her Control
Once in the bedroom, she sits him on the bed by pushing him slightly. Bound as he is, he has little choice and falls seated on the bed. She loves how it’s nearly impossible for him to resist her when he’s restrained like this. She has control, and he cannot go against her will. She truly dominates.
Then, she gives him some water, holding the bottle to his mouth. This gesture may seem insignificant, but it shows how much “her man” depends on her for even the smallest things. She kneels and grabs a padlock.
Finally, she attaches it to the cuffs on his ankles.
- “Now, lie down! And sleep a little!”
He obeys, a bit frustrated, knowing he won’t be able to find release tonight. The night will be long, bound like this, lying in that big bed. She undresses slowly and slips into the sheets. Then, his domineering wife turns off the light and, as if to torment him further, begins to caress him gently on the bed.
Finally, she adds,
- “Oh yes… if you want the keys to the padlocks, they’re downstairs, darling!”
With her hand and fingertips, she caresses his buttocks, his thighs… After a few minutes, he squirms and is once again burning with desire. She turns over slowly and whispers:
- “MMNHUÎ! …Sleep, my love!”
She always falls asleep so easily.
Tormented in Bonds: A Morning of Her Dominance
A very long night awaits him! When he wakes her by moving in the bed, searching for a comfortable position, she starts caressing him slowly again to torment him, arouse him, and get revenge. And if she wakes up while he has finally fallen asleep, she caresses him again until he wakes up frustrated, bound, and at her mercy.
Eventually, they both fall into a deep sleep. When she wakes up first, she takes her time to stretch. Then, with her fingertips, she starts caressing him slowly again—his buttocks, thighs, hips, and anywhere she pleases.
Gently, he wakes up. He slowly regains consciousness as his domineering wife intensifies her caresses. He finally wakes up fully, realizing he’s still bound. He sighs deeply.SLAP! A flat-handed smack on his buttocks…
She tosses him the keys to the padlock on his handcuffs and says,
- “I’d like my breakfast in bed, darling!”
So, in fact, she had brought the keys upstairs—well, only those for the large padlocks on his hand and ankle cuffs. He asks where the other keys are, and she replies,
- “You don’t need the other keys. I’m not done with you yet, my dear! Come on! Hop to it… my breakfast! I’m waiting, darling…”
- “Okay…” he says, slipping on a robe.
- “Mistress!” she snaps sharply.
He’s taken aback and repeats,
- “Okay, Mistress!”
- “Good,” she replies, satisfied, “but you’ll still be punished! That’ll teach you.”
A Weekend of Devotion: Serving the Goddess
He goes downstairs without delay to prepare breakfast for his Goddess. He takes care of the cats, feeding them according to their little ritual. Typically, she manages this, but not during this weekend of submission.
It’s up to her submissive husband to take care of everything. The cats are very hungry.
It’s up to her submissive husband to take care of everything. The cats are very hungry.
No surprise, since they were locked downstairs all night. For breakfast, he sets out a tray with toast, jam, milk for her, and two large cups of coffee. He also tidies up everything left downstairs. Indeed, that’s part of the deal. His domineering wife focuses solely on training her submissive, and he takes care of everything else.
He goes upstairs, enters the bedroom, and places the pretty tray on the bed. Then, he kneels beside the bed. If he stays well-behaved and quiet, she might let him nibble on her toast.
She feeds him from her “throne.”It’s a special moment. They know it’s a game of submission, but she takes her role very seriously. He’s not bound, but he must behave as her submissive in the house all weekend. He sips small gulps of black coffee.
- “Make me another toast, darling!”
She takes her time, looking at her darling with a mocking air.
Then, she thinks.
- “I’m done!” she announces as if to signal that the tray is now in her way.
Bound by Her Will: A Morning of Submission
He stands up, takes the tray, and brings it back to the kitchen.
- “Come back up when you’ve done the dishes and tidied everything, darling!”
- “Yes, Mistress,” he replies hesitantly.
She smiles. He goes downstairs and hears her running a bath. Once his little chores are done, he goes back upstairs. He thought he’d find the rest of the keys on the bed, but there was nothing left. She’s taken everything.
Now, he tidies the bedroom, the clothes, and the bed, then heads to the bathroom. He picks up the previous day’s clothes while she brushes her teeth. Finally, he returns to the bedroom to put everything away. The bathwater is ready.
From the bathroom, he hears her call,
- “Come here, my love, I need you!”
He enters the bathroom. She’s waiting for him with ropes in hand and a sly smile. She hands him the same ring gag from the night before and asks him to put it on himself. She watches him do it, smiling. It’s a bit humiliating. She checks that it’s tight enough.
- “Now, sit on the edge of the bathtub!”
As he complies, she observes him.
- “No, not like that. Turn around! Sit on the edge but, facing the other way, one leg on each side, spread wide. I want to keep an eye on you while I take my bath!”
He complies and blushes because he’s sitting with his legs spread at a right angle. His feet barely touch the floor with just the tips of his toes.
- “Keep your balance, darling!”
Tied and Teased: Her Bath, His Torment
She then ties a rope to his ankle cuffs, pulling it tight until his toes can no longer touch the floor at the same time. Now, he’s completely stuck and forced to maintain his balance.
Next, she orders him to put his hands behind his back. Like the night before, she locks his wrist cuffs with a large padlock, securing them firmly to the ropes on his back. She tells him to sit up straight. Still behind him, she slowly caresses his nipples, which harden almost instantly.
He moans as she undresses in front of him and orders him to be silent!
- “Mmmm, enjoy the show, darling! A relaxing bath, nothing better after a good night’s sleep, don’t you agree?”
She slips into her bath and relaxes calmly. Then, she runs her soapy sponge over her breasts, stomach, and legs. Meanwhile, she watches him watch her with desire, struggling to keep his balance. She wets her hair and gently massages it with shampoo. While seated, she pulls aside the fabric of her submissive’s thong.
- “What’s going on down there?”
Caged and Tormented: Her Playful Cruelty
In its cage, his manhood is swollen and fighting to break free. With her warm, wet hand, she caresses him. He moans with pleasure at first, then seems to want to pull away from her touch. But it’s impossible. His balance is too precarious, and he’s afraid of falling. It’s cruel torture, and his breathing quickens.
The poor man starts drooling through the ring of his gag.
- “Gently, stay good, my love. You could fall,” she adds.
She caresses one of his nipples before pinching it for a few seconds. He moans, and in response, she laughs,
- “Poor darling!”
As if to calm him, she runs her soapy sponge over the cage and rubs it until it’s covered in foam. She resumes her gentle caresses. Now, he whimpers and begs. It’s incomprehensible…She then dips back into the warm water, looking into his eyes.
The poor man is like a pressure cooker! She plays with his cage with the tip of her foot! Then, his domineering wife orders him to be quiet, sit up straight, and watch her caress herself with the sponge. After a few minutes, she rinses her hair with the showerhead. When she’s done, she “rinses” her slave’s cage but turns off the hot water.
After a few seconds, cold water pours onto his caged manhood. He complains and squirms. Finally, she stops.
- “I thought a bit of icy water might help relieve you and make it go down. Feeling better?” she says, mocking him.
He grumbles a bit and pleads with his eyes.…
Trapped in Her Grasp: Tormented by Desire
She gets out of her bath and starts drying off. He remains there, thoroughly trapped. From time to time, she tortures a nipple or caresses his buttocks and manhood.
Each time, she speaks softly in his ear.
- “Mmm, you must be so aroused, my poor love?”
She stands behind him and grabs him. He can do nothing… nothing! Then, she whispers, which always has a strong effect on him.
- “Ooh, you’re well and truly stuck, darling? You wanted this, didn’t you? Any regrets? Because I have none!”
She applies some cream and returns to him, whispering:
- “What does it feel like to be completely at my mercy? You don’t look satisfied. Yet you got what you wanted, my little slave.”
He says nothing intelligible. His eyes beg for mercy. She looks at him sternly.SLAP! On his thigh!
And as if to soothe him immediately, she takes his cage in the palm of her hand again. She resumes her caresses. He moans slowly but for a long time.
- “There, now your cage is clean. So, no reason to take it off! Well, I think… no?”
Bound and Humbled: Her Pleasure, His Punishment
Then, she wipes the drool from his saliva-covered chin with the towel. She adjusts the thong properly over the cage and pats it lightly with a satisfied air. Finally, she unties his ankles and orders him to wait for her “on his knees” on the bed.
His arms still bound and gagged, he leaves the bathroom and waits for her without even trying to communicate anything. He hears her drying her hair, which always takes forever with her. When she enters the bedroom, he’s waiting, lying on the bed.
This position relieves his shoulders.
She orders him to kneel.
- “Kneeling on the bed, second mistake! You’ll be punished for that too!”
He lowers his eyes, which doesn’t help because a bit of drool drips onto his chest again. He blushes and feels very embarrassed. With two long belts, she ties his ankles to his thighs. He’s roughly in a corner of the bed.
- “Mmmm, there!… Don’t move!… And enjoy the show!”
She lies naked on the bed. Her legs are slightly spread. She begins to caress herself gently—her breasts, thighs, and between her legs. Then, she presents one of her feet to her submissive, who immediately starts licking it with his tongue through the ring and gag. She plays with him for a moment, then rests her foot under her submissive’s cage, between his bound legs.
Power and Pleasure: Her Ecstasy, His Frustration
Smiling, she looks at him and slowly opens the drawer of her nightstand. Then, she takes out her vibrator and a small tube of lubricant.
- “It seems, given your situation, it’s better if I take care of this myself, darling. So, enjoy the show!”
She puts a bit of lubricant on the dildo and a bit on herself. Looking at him, she caresses herself with the device on her sex and moans immediately! He doesn’t miss a second of it! He’s completely frustrated but can do nothing about it. He lets out long, plaintive moans.
- “Mmm! My poor slave! What wouldn’t you do to be untied now, right?”
She inserts the vibrator inside herself and starts sighing louder and louder. Then, she continues to pleasure herself, and their arousal grows. Like the night before, he tries to rub his cage against her foot and ankle, placed between his legs, as best he can. But it’s futile! He knows she’ll climax again, and he won’t.
Finally, she presents her foot to him again, which he licks frantically as she explodes in an intense orgasm with resounding cries! She stays there for a few minutes to catch her breath. Even though she’s experienced pleasure this way before, this time, she feels electrified by the situation. She shivers because she feels her total power over him.
Teased to the Edge: Her Control, His Surrender
Then, she removes his gag and wipes the drool that has run from his mouth again.
He says nothing. After, she lies on her side and observes her submissive.
- “Do you like watching me take pleasure?”
- “Yes, it’s… uh… yes, Mistress, it’s really very arousing. You’re so beautiful when you climax… I was right to make you buy that device!”
She remains thoughtful.
- “Yes! … It’s practical! … Especially when your man’s manhood is locked in a cage!”
As she says these words, she wraps her hand around the cage again. She feels through the thong that it could explode underneath. Then, she picks up the vibrator and turns it on again. This time, she places it against her submissive’s chastity cage.
Despite his restraints, he jumps on the bed when the vibrations course through his entire body via the cage and his manhood.
- “Well! It seems to work on you, too, my love?”
He looks disoriented and lost. His body trembles, and his eyes betray him. She stops after less than a minute and says,
- “I wonder if I could make you climax in your cage?”
He looks at her, frightened, but she’s already put away the vibrator and the tube. She stands up and moves behind him to untie his hands and legs completely. However, the cage remains in place.
To be continued
