You were making these training videos, sort of documentary/informational like.

The videos were advanced 24/7 where you kept me always locked up. You were explaining on camera that you never left me unlocked and never left me with the ability to escape or beg my way out, you never left me a chance or else I would beg or try to find a reason to be let out. “Golden rule, you said, never give the sub the slightest hope of a way out, you’re the one in control at all times.”

You were showing me off to the viewers, in a harness that was made like a belt and a collar, with a part going up the front and one down the back, both locked to the collar, and with the Fort in between. The collar was metal but with black studs while the belt was leather with chrome studs. I remember it going up between my butt cheeks along the back and I even remember that the butt part had a hole for dildos!!! You had made the Fort lock into it all in the middle. And as you were explaining how it makes the male sub submit, I was realizing it did make me submit and with no way of removing it, it was quite the mindfuck. You were going on about how all house work and leisure time was spent naked or with harnesses, because it made the sub nice to look at and it enforced his submission. You went on to explain that even though the leather straps could come off, the collar and Fort would always remain locked, further enforcing submission.

These other people were buying you stuff (not sure how that worked) and someone had found a matching wrist and ankle cuffs set that they were shipping to you. While you were saying things like “Wow, this is amazing, free toys, and I can’t wait to see you locked into the whole set”, I  remember thinking “I’ll have to accept them, I have no choice I guess, maybe she won’t lock them on right away…”

Then you were shooting another video, showing me in different positions, as if  you were showing others how a sub takes position and what each position was for. I’m not going to go into details but it was kinda kinky!

Then there was this other girl also shooting videos like yours and you appeared to be both participating in a common project. You were selling Forts like crazy! Poor subs! You were reviewing, or even approving, one of her videos and she was showing her poor sub in a Fort but his was special: the ring had a sort of electrocution zapping device so that she could remove the tube but keep the ring on for jogging, etc. and you were saying that you just had to upgrade your Fort to one like that, how great of an idea!

Then I could see her video. The guy was coming back from jogging and he stripped and locked on the tube while she stood there with her arms crossed! She was laughing and commenting on how there was little or no hesitation.

The videos were full of forced chastity and explaining how to trick or introduce the sub or non-sub to it. You explained to the audience how to extend the chastity, saying that first they should tell him it’s for the weekend only, then once he is in, they should have him strip and keep extending the locked-up period. Most of the time you were talking in front of the camera about technical or psychological submission and male stuff.

To finish your videos you needed some scenes of me working around the house with the harness on, and I had to set up the camera while I did things like dishes, wood working, and moping or cleaning. You were explaining that the camera recorded the time of everything so there was no deleting any scene or else there would be some punishment. And about this time, I woke up.

First memory is that I’m standing in front of the mirror and you’re changing my “slave wear”. You removed hand cuffs, wrist cuffs, neck cuff and the Fort, and you are upgrading. While you’re busy getting the stuff, I’m looking in the mirror and laughing at how weird it looks without the “slave wear” and I’m calling you over to come and look.

You come looking and tell me: “It’s funny, why do you think I like these so much? They belong on you, no?” And I say something like “They must, because I look funny without them.”

Next thing I know you’ve put the new slave wear on me. They have remote electrical shock features. It’s as if I was drugged or hypnotized while you were putting them on me, because I remember looking down at the cock ring that holds the Fort and realizing that the thing could shock me, but it was like a drugged up, uncaring feeling, or maybe total acceptance because it’s my owner’s wishes.

Then back to the issue of looking funny without all the slave wear… Someone is telling me that it’s because I’ve been conditioned, and I’m saying “I don’t think so, don’t know”. This person is trying to convince me that lots of men aren’t house slaves in slave wear 24 hours a day. I’m starting to believe them that it’s because I’ve been conditioned to see it as more natural and beautiful, being all restrained in these metal things.

Then I think you find out. Also, seems like you have an issue with someone there. And btw, strangely, I’m naked with only this metal slave wear on while there are people here, like it’s our weekend party time.

Next, you’re talking with someone, saying that you would only invite M and her boyfriend m from now on because they live under the same conditions. Apparently he’s also locked up and not allowed to cum, he’s in training like me. I ask you if it’s true and you laugh as if I’m blind. You tell me it’s the reason why he can’t smoke during the week.

Then our attention turns to A because apparently, she thinks she has fleas (!!!) and she’s trying to pick pieces of her head off. You and her boyfriend j are both trying to convince her that she doesn’t have fleas.

After that, you’re telling M that from now on only D/s couples like you and her will come over because j is really a bad influence on the subs. And you’re really stressed that I’m losing my training or picking up bad influence from him.

Then I think everyone left but we stayed behind with M and her boyfriend. You and M are talking while m is asking me if you used the shocks on me yet. That’s when I notice that we are both naked except for the shiny chrome Fort, collar and wrist and ankle cuffs, and I start asking myself if this is normal. Has it happened before or is this the first time? And then I realized it was a dream and woke up in panic. LOL

It’s been a while since I posted one of Boy Toy’s dreams. He does still have them occasionally, but it seems he forgot he was supposed to write them down for me! I guess I shouldn’t go so easy on him

The dream was in a lot of sparse parts, but the overall context was that a lifestyle F/m movement was happening, maybe in the entire world, and I think in secret. At least that’s what I gathered from all the little bits.

There’s one part where we’re at home and you’re telling me that it’s up to you to decide when and how it would happen (making if full F/m based). It appears I’m on a one month trial, which doesn’t appear to be by my choosing, it felt more like I was forced or I had no choice, almost as if it’s a law or something. But being that it’s only one month, I feel comfortable with it.

Then someone is telling me that I’m in trouble because that’s the way it happens: they make us believe it’s a one month thing and during that time, they condition and train you and then it extends indefinitely. And for some reason that seems to be attached to not being able to cum, so I’m looking in the mirror to see if the Fort, or something like it, is on, because they told me to check if it was and if it is, it means for sure it won’t end in just a month.

So I’m looking in the mirror and… it’s on! I notice that there is this add-on part, a little plate above the ring attached to a chain around the waist, a bigger chain than what we’ve used. Apparently, a blog reader of yours sent you an add-on mod to make it absolutely secure.

Then I seem to be talking to this other person again and telling them about the Fort. This person tells me you went with the add-on for the purpose of making sure there is no way to cum, it’s sort of tied to becoming more submissive and under your control.

Then there’s a part about never being able to wear clothing, in the house only I think, or I hope! And you’re checking windows from all angles to see if people can see me and then adding curtains to windows. I remember being asked where I stand or work in the garage, or when I make an espresso. I was trying to tell you that I could put something on for those things, but inside I knew it could get me punished, because it would mean that I am not accepting the agreement or contract, I’m trying to break it.

This part is very vivid: we are sitting outside by some cafe and I’m looking at the ground because it’s kinda soft, like soft spongy pavement, so I guess it’s not winter. It’s sunny and warm. Someone else is with us, I think it’s a friend of yours, and you are telling me that I’ve progressed towards being fully submissive, except that you wanted to train me to wear, or become accustomed to wear, a collar at home and for presentation when your friends are there. All of a sudden we are back home and you’re explaining how to prepare for when you have guests over!!! I won’t go into details but this is when I snapped out of submission-mode and woke up!

The dream started in some kind of fetish party or event, it looked a bit like the last place we went to. I was supposed to be your pet dog and the funny thing was that I would see the scene as if from outside of myself, and I saw what looked like a real dog, a German shepherd, and when the perspectiv would switch to being in myself, I saw myself on all fours with a leash.

Then I think a few parts are missing because we were now in a sort of private party, not many people, and it didn’t look like the event place. There was this one part where I had nothing on but this belt, which couldn’t be removed, and someone was trying to put the other part on all the “slaves”. This other part apparently had a dildo attached to it. It was a chasing game of sorts, I was trying to hide to avoid being the next while I remember others being caught and getting the extra or missing piece.

In another part of the dream, there was some kind of stamping going on. Dominants “stamped” their slaves with something like henna, which wears away over time, and only once it’s worn away are the slaves free… until they are stamped again by the dominant. It seems like the rule was that they have to be absolute submissive when stamped, and J was there talking to you, explaining it or something, while we were watching this submissive getting stamped.

When it was my turn, I tried to delay because I wanted to know more, to figure out what the rules were while stamped and for how long, etc. And then J, after checking with you, took my leash, but I had other restrains of some kind, I can’t remember, but it felt like she was controlling or guiding me to this horse-like thing and I wasn’t able to resist her despite our difference in size and weight.

Then it seems like I was looking at the scene from out of myself. You two were discussing dominant stuff and she told you something like “See how I gave him no out? It’s important, now he knows he can’t opt out with me, that makes him more submissive, he knows I’m sure of myself over him.” This went along with being bound to the horse-like thing and left wide open!

Then you were mixing some liquids to make the sort of semi-permanent ink stuff and you had these stamps. At this point you had to stamp my rump with this, but I can’t remember what your “mark” was, exactly.

The next part I remember, I guess it was after being stamped on the horse, and apparently I was decorated with cuffs and collar. As I was walking with you around this place, I wanted to hide myself; I had this ball cuff on and I remember all the cuffs and collar shining really bright, and I felt like they were bringing attention to me. We got into this argument about… I guess you could call it significance. You made me walk with you with hands behind my back, which was supposed to have some sort of slave significance.

The last thing I remember is you and J talking and she seemed to be showing you how to give an order, she was going on about being affirmative and not giving me a way out, and how I was trapped in subspace now and that you should acknowledge it or something.

In this one you’re back from your trip and apparently you want me to stay locked in the CB6000 because, you tell me, I’m totally different when in chastity. You think absolute submission is best for our relationship. I’m trying to argue that I’m not different, just relaxed, and you tell me things like my friends told you how different I was.

I try to come up with a way of getting out of the cage, at least just a little, but every time I try you match it up with a condition that would force me to put it back on. For example, putting on the chain-harness, then taking off the CB, but only removing the harness once the CB’s back on. It could be shackles too, etc. I finally give up since it seems I just can’t win and I’m thinking, maybe saying out loud, that you might get me into total submission and then I wouldn’t be able to get out at all. Excitement comes over me at the thought of having to ask for things, like going out, and you apparently know this as you are telling me: “See, that’s very close to where I want us, you realized you’re my total property just now, that’s what got you excited.”

Then you want me to cook and I’m all happy and cheery, running in the kitchen. You leave to get food since I’m to remain your naked house boy.

While I’m alone, I find myself thinking it’s a good time to see if I can get it off, you know, as a safety just in case   But when I look down, it’s changed to this sort of metal device! I’m wondering if you changed it on me while I was trying to take if off for a few minutes. As I’m checking it out, I realize it’s much more secure than the CB and I tell myself “Oh, shit, this might get me into deep submission towards her even faster!” I’m walking back and forth trying to figure out how I can get back into the CB, how I can convince you. I’m thinking maybe I could use reverse psychology or tell you there’s a flaw with this one.

And you’re right behind me, as if you just appeared and you seem to have been listening to my thoughts. You scold me, and again, as thoughts of the situation flood over me, it’s as though I’m fading out of myself and into this really nice place of submission. I’m tingling all over.

We then have a conversation about the metal chastity device. You’re in love with the thing, you make me walk across the room to admire it and you tell me that I’d better get used to it, hinting that I’d wear it a lot, that you want to incorporate that into our lifestyle. And then I wake up!

, he had quite a few kinky dreams… Well, here’s one. I still can’t believe how detailed they are. And sometimes pretty funny. The end is worth reading

Apparently your trip didn’t just include visiting your friend, but also attending a “Living together as a D/s couple” course!

You’re back and talking to me about it. You don’t get into any details but rather, you get right down to business. There was something about putting me into the CB6000 before you left town. This conversation happens at the kitchen table and it seems quite detailed, I think overall I’m in the “you know best” frame of mind because you took the course and now you have all this knowledge. I’m also still in the CB and I think naked too. You have notes and are going through them. Something about me accepting our roles or accepting submission.

The overall discussion is that given what you learned in your courses, we were about to do this all wrong: since I’m submissive I should have never defined the terms of the trial, it should have been you and it should be done in full D/s, 24/7 style. The next part kinda makes sense in a way. You say I shouldn’t define what my needs are, I should ask you if you would allow them. I should ask you while in position, and there is a vision of trying that out.

Still in the same setting, you’re pointing to all the items for the move-in ceremony, they are all laid out on the table including a collar and what seems to be a more secure chastity device that seems to have a harness or something welded to it, as well as a pile of cuffs or ankle cuffs. These give the impression that ALL boy limbs are to be held in restraints.

I ask you when you want it to start, or what your terms are, and you say it’s to start in 2 weeks, for a period of 3 months. The 2 weeks delay is so we can prepare, I think it means prepare the D/s lifestyle that you have to layout.

Then we get into my chores, but it’s more like I get visions of them. One of them is cleaning the floor of the bathroom on all fours with a rag, to make sure it’s more clean, and eventually I’m to accept that this is normal procedure. You are telling me not to worry about my work because you are keeping that in mind. There was also some kind of punishment ritual, which I’ll leave out! Another of my chores is doing all the cooking and you tell me that your brother started working for Lagostina and that you can get anything from them free. I’m to make a list of all the pots and things I’m missing, as if I’m missing any, but hell it’s a good thought to get tons more, me love that stuff.

Few faded memories of other chores I won’t go into. But there is this part about you explaining how you are naturally dominant and that I try to resist fully submitting. Another part is orgasm denial again, wonder why? And there is some kind of feeling that there would be no orgasm for the whole term.

The other interesting point is something about me accepting submission. Here too I remember visions of it, sort of, and that I’d give up any rights to break up with you until the 3 months were over. There was some kind of binding thing, like a signing where there would be a witness or something like that. Then it’s another vision of the signing, I think this part actually comes later: We are moving in boxes and I’m trying to tell you I can’t wait for all this stuff to be over with so we can get to the collaring part. I’m anxious or something, and you say that even if we do finish early, the collaring witness will only arrive at a certain time. It seems you are trying to contact them to come sooner because you’re also dying to get it started.

The dream goes back to the kitchen table setting, and more rules for our new D/s lifestyle. I remember exercises, a part about abs and me asking you if you will detail out which ones I should do because I’d really like to know.

There was also a part about renovations and I remember some easy feeling, saying to myself ”I really like that, I think it’s cool.” I would have to request permission as to what we would renovate. I think you specified it would be one thing at a time, and that you would have me start on another project when we got more money. But you kept pointing out the kitchen, I think that makes sense in real life. he!

Next, it appears to be the ceremony or collaring part, the same day your stuff is moved in. I’m nervous as it’s about to happen and you try to relax me with drinks. HA! I’m wearing nothing but a chastity device and the funny thing is that I can’t wait to get the collar and cuffs on so I can be wearing a little more and be dressed as I should be. The witness comes up the stairs, only the stairs seem much longer than in reality, and I’m peaking down from behind you to see. They keep coming up, step after step. I pull back sort of because I’m feeling shy in my current dress situation.

Then I think it ends and the collaring part is repeated, as it sometimes happens in dreams, but it seems different. This time I’m dressed. It’s about to start and you order me naked, and as I’m undressing you stand in front of me, asking me if it’s fine with me because this is a binding thing, from this point on there is no turning back. I answer “Ya, ya, it’s cool, I’m fine” and yet inside I’m really scared, but I want to show I’m a big boy, I’m cool on the outside. As I come out of this room, there are witnesses and you read them a script. It seems one of the witnesses would be holding the collar and I’m worried it could be M or C and that they would know everything about our D/s. I’m asking you about this and you reply something like “Does it matter?” Seems like I’m to submit, and whom you tell and how you tell them is up to you. This is part of what you learned in your course, they said it should be accepted by your friends. So I shut up, yet I know that I fear this.

While it’s actually happening, when you are reading from the script thing, there is only one witness-person. When you are done reading, you put this collar on me. I try to tell you I have the best owner and other cool comments, but you keep going “Shhhhh, wait till after” as soon as I try to say something. The thing seems to have tons of latches, complex twisting things. Then it’s started, apparently; we are in the kitchen having drinks with M2.

At this point I really want to hide because I’m wearing nothing but a collar and some kind of metal chastity cage. Seeing me like this, she is asking you all kinds of questions, like why you don’t have me like this on weekend get togethers… I remember being fucking nervous about what your answer would be but at this point there is an elephant warning. Yes, in my dream, we live in fear of elephants trampling down our homes and every house has a shelter built into it. Makes sense no? Finally a dream that makes sense. So we run down to the shelter because we can hear the elephants coming.

We have to remain very quiet so we are whispering, and you’re trying to tell her that others might not feel comfortable showing ownership stuff. And she says her boyfriend M doesn’t mind, and as this conversation goes, I’m kind of behind you trying to poke you and say “Urm, no, that wasn’t on the contract that I’d be showing full submission during our parties.” And you say it’s alright, it would just be them and we can invite them before the others show up. I’m trying to say otherwise but you snap at me, telling me I’m trying to top from the bottom and I shut up for fear of getting in trouble.

Then we are back out of the ”shelter”, the elephants have passed and both of you are watching me, or rather looking at my body and saying it’s the best way to see a male sub: naked, wearing a chastity device and a collar.

And that’s all I remember. 

It begins as a party, but as time goes on I start to feel paranoid, like you are all up to something but no one is telling me what. Later, we are down in the bedroom and everyone is coming along. It feels strange because they seem to be looking at me with smiles and settling down there instead of in the kitchen as usual.

Then I realize it’s some sort of collaring ceremony.

You tell me to strip and I really don’t want to in front of everyone, and everyone is looking at me cheering me on, saying “Come on, hurry up, don’t back out…” I’m trying to talk, or well plead with you in private in a corner so they don’t hear but I’m pressured by all that’s going on and I’m shaking with fear or nervousness. You give me no out and I want to argue but everyone is screaming “Come on, come on… Go, go go…”

Then I remember undressing in the corner and as if that isn’t enough, you show up holding the crop, telling me to pick up and fold my clothing. Everyone is saying stuff like “Go Elle, go!” and cheering. I’m trying to keep my back to the crowd, trying to hide the fact that I’m wearing the CB6000!

Then you want me to step up to a sort of post in the middle of the room. Despite the situation I’m trying to ask you where the bed went, while the crowd is around and I’m doing everything to hide myself. You order me to put my hands behind my neck or back and you say “Fully exposed, I want them to see you’re my property and I control you.” I remember resisting going to the post but something is pushing me gently towards it.

Then I’m being tied to the post and I’m asking, or begging, to have my hands free, but they want them tied way above so I’m stretched out, really uncomfortable and all exposed. While this is being done to me, I start feeling like I’m giving in. It seems the bed is there after all since they are standing up on it to tie my hands above. I remember too I was getting wet with pre-cum and everyone was noting this, I couldn’t hide with my hands. I remember realizing that they knew everything now, and feeling this internal conflict of trying to hide while being forced to show everything.

Then you’re reading the points of a contract out loud, and I don’t remember a thing from this contract, I’m just saying “Yes my owner I agree” to every point because I want it to be over with so I can get dressed again and get out of the spotlight. I also don’t want them to hear the contract rules so I’m trying to make it fast so no one remembers, but it keeps dragging on and on.

When it appears to be over, someone brings out this silk bag with stuff in it. Then I say, of all things, “The bag looks pretty but it’s probably just to lull me as to what’s inside.” Everybody laughs at that and I start to feel a little more at ease. You take out one item after another. The first is a metal collar and everyone goes “ohhhhhh, ahhhh”. Then you take out wrist restraints and now I’m getting impatient again, I just want to run and hide from everyone. The last item you show everyone is a metal chastity cage and I say “oh, shit!” and I can’t remember but I think you put it on me.

Next we are standing, back in the corner, and I feel more comfortable because it’s darker. I’m in a position but I know I’m wet like hell and I want to use my hands to wipe myself, but they are behind my neck and I’m too fearful or obedient to move them.

People are coming by to talk and of all people, S is there saying stuff like “Wow that’s nice, yes, fantastic, look at him, he knows his place now…” He goes on about how nice the decorations are, and says strange things like “It’s more normal this way, I stand back and see a perfect couple, with him as property…” I remember being in a really pissy mood, I have no clue why, but I wanted him to shut up and not learn more.

Then there is this other couple, with the boyfriend far behind and her really fucking nervous and excited. She is really pissing me off but you seem to be all intrigued. I want to tell her to shut up but I realize I’m too submissive right now. She asks you to teach her stuff, she wants to enter the same kind of relationship. You tell her to pass by sometime and as soon as you say that, she calms right down and starts talking in a relaxed way. I’m thinking “Ok, stay calm like that and I’ll be happy” while you’re telling her stuff about CFNM and chastity.

Then it’s S again. He wants to head out to the club, and he’s getting pissed off because everyone wants to stay. We are now back in the kitchen and I’m forced to remain naked because everyone is celebrating. S comes up to you and I tell you: “Ok, he’s going to ask us to go to the club again!” but he’s just asking you more questions. As I listen to your answers I realize they are about what the contract rules were. I keep listening, trying to remember if those were actually the rules. Seems like you want me to remain naked for a week, in collar and all, and I’m not to go out to the club or anywhere else because I’d have to get dressed. S asks you about moving in with me and you say: “I wanted to collar him before I move in, I don’t want any problems.”

Then you’re leaving with a bunch of people, smiling at me, and C is saying he’ll keep me company for a while. You give him a bottle of vodka and tell him to make me drink a bit to relax me.

Later you call to check up on me and ask if the collar is comfortable. The funny thing is that I’m thinking I could lie and get out of it, say it’s too tight, but I’m too drunk and relaxed and I say the opposite! Then I tell you that the staying naked for a week thing might not be possible, clients could come over or I could have to go see them. You answer that it’s an absolute no, nothing gets in the way of my training and conditioning, I will have to tell them to come by next week. You tell me that if I do what I’m told, I’ll be able to wear clothing the following week for those occasions when I’ll have to see clients.

I start getting nervous, factoring everything in, thinking of how I’ll fall into submission, how I’ll have to explain to clients that I can’t see them this week, wondering how I’ll get paid if I have to stay naked, realizing that I might become conditioned to stay naked and I’ll probably start feeling comfortable, remember how very firm you were, thinking that it could work in breaking me, and then I woke up!

Then again, I left out a bunch of weird things, like the cat talking to me, telling me that she wanted to go outside. And this old lady, I think it was someone who used to come to the bar, but she was playing a harpsichord. I just remember all the details on the wood of the instrument.

Ok, so it’s about the living together trial thing or the two weeks slave thing. Something happened and we need to talk, and I’m kneeling in my usual submissive position on the couch, like I do in the morning. You tell me you’ve decided that for you, it has to be full on 24/7 and before I can muster any words you’ve put on me collar, cuffs, ankle cuffs and ball cuff!

Then I remember a talk about punishments. You had me get the saw horse out and told me to always have it accessible downstairs, and you made me put hooks on it that you would use to cuff me up and you would leave me there for a while… to think about the rule I broke. And you punished me right then, for attempting to negotiate conditions without getting into position first. :$

Then there is the punishment thing again but you’re training me. From now on, when you tell me that something will cost me punishment, I’m to take your crop down to the horse and wait there, and if I hesitate it’s one month in the CB6000!!! I was in quite a predicament, where I didn’t want to be cropped but I really, really feared one month in CB!!!  I just remember thinking you had really out manoeuvered me on that one :$

There’s a part where you ask me to paint the saw horse black. I guess aesthetics matter even in dreams

Then you’re away at work and I’m here naked and cuffed up and I’m checking the cuffs to see if I could remove them “in case of emergency”   And the cat (yes the cat) is talking to me, saying “Bad idea, I would not fuck around with those, dude, you never know, she could find out and you would really be in shit” and I’m talking back just like it’s absolutely normal! (And the worse part is, at that point I woke up and she’s sitting right on my chest looking at me! I think my stare scared her as I was praying that she wouldn’t say anything, I was half asleep here!).

Another part that was really vivid is again me kneeling on the couch (the same position again but with my arms in the back) and we’re going through a review of our situation, or mine. You are saying that things have drastically improved and that I’m starting to acknowledge deep down that I am your full property or toy boy. You say that there are a few improvements still needed and you want to improve punishments and… masturbation (as in, me doing it in front of you). And I’m saying “My Owner, as for masturbation, I’m really shy about that, I don’t think I can and is there a way we don’t do that…” and you come back with it being a challenge and pleasure for you and that it will be worked on. Just got nervous there, seems there was nothing I could do, it’s a limit she wants to break. You’re making me take shooters, saying you want me to let my guard down, and I’m noticing I’m drunk and agreeing and even giving you suggestions which I know I’ll be sorry later for saying. Let’s leave those out.

I have a clear memory of you, at one point in the dream, pointing inside the place (house) and saying this is our environment or private world, you live a 24/7 and will come to accept it.

Then I’m cooking with the chain-harness on, and you’re saying it would be my chef’s outfit. I remember getting down into position because you want me to cook like this for friends, and I’m scared as to which friends you mean and how I can get myself out.

Anyways, lots of other parts, like kinky control things that I’m not sure where they fit in, it was kinda mixed up but vivid. There were practices to make me acknowledge ownership, and training things….

That’s about it I think.

Just remember a few bits as I’m kinda worried… what guy wouldn’t be. Ha!

Then next scene, I’m downstairs. I didn’t want to go because of the ”word” going around and I think I was tricked or forced there, not sure. And there is another couple there, a friend of yours or something, just not that close I think. And then I’m forced into this bound position and I remember saying “oh fuck it was me” but your friend or whatever also has the boy toy thing going with her guy. And he’s getting his chastity device put on first as I watch him, bound.

Next thing I remember, he’s standing naked with his on and there I am, bound in this tight position with my boy parts fully accessible and I remember trying to struggle and you saying “struggle all you want, this is going on you”. I remember the fear of this like chastity thingy, which has a tube going up the urethra, and I’m really stressed as I know I have no choice. I just remember a feeling of fear yet falling into your hands and knowing any resistance was futile, like you knew what was best. It’s kinda scary when I think of it now, and knowing how that thing worked! Fuckin’ Yikes!

Then it’s on me and you are untying me. Oh! Prior to that or while you were putting it on, there is this vision of the devices soaking in liquid, in some plastic container, don’t know why I remember that, it’s like clear as day!

After that there is this little scene of training, but mostly her boy toy, you are showing her what to do next and explaining her things, for instance that she had to allow him a little time to alter his state as he realizes all his orgasms are under her full control… You are imparting her with owner knowledge.

Then you have me demonstrate (no details) and she’s all in awe. But there is this other kind of weird concept going on, it’s like an ownership thing, that boys are best owned, they are property and you two are talking about it without us participating in the conversation.

Then there is this kinda “show them who’s the boss” demonstration, which involves spankings or something like that.

Then you add a leash on my chastity thinger and we are being led upstairs to the party, and it’s weird, I’m just submitting, as if I’ve been under the chastity thing’s full effect for many weeks or something. I just remember people cheering. And I remember a part where I was talking to M and (hard to explain) I don’t have status, like he often goes through you to say things. Some things seemed to be about chastity/conditioning etc. while other things seemed to be about just… being, like life in general. It’s as if you are showing your full ownership and they acknowledge it.

It’s like a weekend or Saturday pre-trial thing you implement to the two weeks as your slave thing you want to try, it’s sort of like a getting me ready or making sure once it starts certain conditions are in place. Feels like at first I’m curious and going through with it but it’s not right, you say, and we will try another Saturday pre-trial but with changes.

Then I remember having to work and be in the harness all day, but later I’m only wearing the collar from what I remember. There is this sort of predicament thing going where I’m trying my best to follow the rules so as not to end up punished or going through another Saturday because they are making me submissive or something, yet I know when the pre-trial is over the two weeks begin.

One part was to get me conditioned to acknowledge there was absolutely no clothing worn unless given permission. I remember asking because someone might be coming over and this was wrong because I wasn’t allowed to ask, so I was bound and punished.

Then at some point we are in the two week thing and that’s actually a pre-trial for you living here, to test things out.

I remember you having me install shutters that are angled up so no one could see inside as I’d always be naked and collared and stuff. I remember looking at them from various angles to make sure no one could see inside.

Then at some point you’re going out shopping or leaving for work and you order me into the CB6000, but more of a metal one so I won’t masturbate. And I know the denial is making me more submissive and accepting of your conditions, yet I can’t do anything about it, I just keep getting more and more horny and more submissive to the new rules. It’s like a spiraling effect.