Chapter 3: Femdom control over my sub

At this point, we both were aware that I had almost total femdom control over him. My control was on several levels: decisional, financial, sexual, professional. That was a full-fledged Femdom relationship.

So one day we went to a sex shop and together we choose a nice collar and leash that we both enjoyed.

I soon started to administer pain over him (CBT, ballbusting, waxing, whipping, nipple play, etc…) to discipline him and punish his mistakes.

I have never been a sadistic person. But I understood that I was getting extreme pleasure from that.

Taking care of another person is not a game, it is a question of responsibility, trust, and dedication. I proved myself to be ready for this. I loved it.

So I purchased a chastity cage with a strong and secure lock.

One day, I came home, tied him up on the bed and face-sitted him for a long time. After my pleasure, I forced him to have his orgasm. In the meanwhile I was watching a movie, completely ignoring him.

Afterward, I introduced him to the newly purchased object.

He came out very shocked by just viewing the device. I felt I needed to have a long talk with him about it. I reassured him that I would open the lock whenever he wanted.

We both were entranced by that… and we both agreed to continue in this direction.

It excited me to have femdom control over his orgasm and to calibrate his pleasure with chastity games. The most exciting thing for me was to wear his chastity key. I used to wear it on my neck or cleavage to show it to him while totally aroused.

The next step was bondage. And I collected several information and bought handcuffs, ropes, bondage tape, etc. I just wanted to reinforce my submissive’s feelings of powerlessness.

I began to tie him up and fuck him in these conditions. The fact of seeing him humiliated, motionless and in pain turned a fire inside me.

The chastity periods for him became longer, and more intense. I always had an excuse or a good reason to not open the device. It came out that my sub was becoming a 24/7 chaste only to satisfy my desires.

I waited for rare celebrations to unlock him and I always ruined the rare orgasms he could reach. Usually, I tremendously raised his frustration but I managed to convert his sexual frustration as a benefit for myself.

All my plans went through but I wanted to ensure that this practice would last in the future. I thought it was great to have written consent of my submissive, reporting rights and duties associated with his new role.

He signed a 24/7 consensual non-consent contract by accepting to embrace a new and deeper lifestyle with me.

You may think that I achieved my plan and that I finally transformed my ex-boyfriend at my will. I didn’t think so at that time and I wanted more.

My submissive was proudly chaste for me. But, having total femdom control over his sexual life didn’t mean that I had to give up mine: I wanted my sexual freedom back. I wanted to feel single again.

So I threaten him that he would lose me if I would not gain back my sexual freedom. That didn’t mean I would have sex with others, but at least I could have the option.

He had no option than accepting my requirement and we continued our femdom relationship.

Moreover, I knew that I needed to eradicate needs and desires from my submissive. This, in order to transform him into a person totally under my femdom control.

I was trying to transform him into a deeper 24/7 submissive, without rights, powers or any other gratifications but the one of obeying his only Mistress, me.

My attitude towards him became colder, completely detached, more severe and demanding.

Humiliation, pain, and servitude went to a deeper level. Everything became more intense.

I intensely humiliated him, but not to get aroused. I wanted him to serve and obey me without considering him as a person.