Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

Have you had sex with a woman in front of a locked boy? Or made a locked girl tease a locked boy?

Who hasn’t?

But seriously…who? I want to tell them what they’re missing.

Yeah, enjoying my sexuality and the sexuality of others before the hungry eyes of locked boys is sort of a guilty pleasure hobby of mine. It might even be a calling card.

It’s one thing to lock you up and make love to your girlfriend right there in front of you. That’s always fun, especially when you start hearing her make whimpers and squeaks and moans you’ve never heard her make before.

But imagine for a moment, going downtown to a cozy little club instead. You’re dressed to the nines in that shirt that makes your eyes catch the light. Your girl is wearing the little black dress with the golden hem you bought her for your anniversary. I’m wearing that perfume that forces you to inhale whenever you catch the scent. Imagine pushing past the crowd to the bar where we leave you. You watch from across the room as I take your girlfriend by the hand out to the dance floor. You’ve never seen her laugh and smile so much in her life as we dance and joke. She spins away when the horn section flares and melts into me when the bass walks. When we finally come back to the bar, out of breath and needing refreshment, you can’t ignore how her eyes keep finding mine, how my calf tends to brush against hers, how she blushes when I put my hand on her knee. You wish she did that for you, but your cock is content where it is, locked in a cool, smooth, steel cage.

On the ride back to the hotel I sit between you. She leans her head on my shoulder and I play with her hair. I slide my hand down and make lazy circles on the smooth skin of her inner thighs with my fingertips. She coos softly and it seems like her skirt keeps moving higher and higher. My free hand rests on your thigh, high and very close to that inescapable cage. You can’t help wonder what new things I will teach her about her body when we finally arrive at our room. You cross your fingers that you will be allowed to see it all and not be gagged, blindfolded and tied to a chair in the bathroom like last time. Please, not that again.

I am..

Personal Services

My sister, LJ, came round earlier for a chat with me and her semi-regular mani-pedi from my multi-skilled p. She knows now that she can say anything in front of him and she has largely come to forget he is there, so we speak freely, as sisters do, about whatever's on our minds.

What was on her mind lately was that she hasn't had a bloke for a while and she is getting a bit lonely and a bit frustrated. Well, I can't get her a boyfriend, but I do have a means of relieving her frustration and I suggested it to her, as I did to K recently: why not use p and his talented tongue?

I was sure I saw the thought: "Wow, is that really an option?" flash briefly behind her eyes before she predictably dismissed the idea as totally outrageous and told me not to be silly; consequently, I declined to take that as an answer. It was a genuine offer and it made perfect sense to me, so I refused to be patronised.

"I'm serious", I insisted. "It's just another service to him. It's no different to giving you a pedi."

"It's totally different to giving me a pedi!" she replied. "It's sex. I'd be having a sexual relationship with your..." She struggled to find the word.

"Slave?" I suggested. "It wouldn't be a sexual relationship, just a sexual service. You're not going to have sex with him. Well, you could if you wanted, but I'd stick with oral if I were you."

She looked down at p - who was desperately trying to focus on clipping her toenails - and laughed.

"Does he get a say in this?"

"No. Anyway, it's not like he's going to refuse, is it?"

"Suppose he decides he fancies me, or vice-versa? How will you feel then?"

"He won't do anything apart from what I tell him. As for you, if you fancy him, f*ck him, I'm giving you permission."

She gave a sceptical look but didn't say anything. I knew I was wearing her down with my remorseless logic!

"Look, it will just be oral", I continued. "I'll make him wear his cage so he won't even be able to get a proper erection. You don't have to do anything for him, just lie back and think of England."

Her sceptical look gave way to a smile that said: actually, that does sound pretty good. I think she just wanted to be able to say I'd talked her into it.

"Come on, L, you know what he's like. He's not going to take advantage, is he?"

"I might!" she chuckled.

"Do it! It's okay! Do it now. Take him to my bedroom and do it now!"

No no no no no, she protested.

"Well at least think about it."

"Okay, I'll think about it, but I'm not doing anything now".

"Maybe when I send him round to do the garden. You'll have him all to yourself then. I don't suppose you want me around when you're doing it, do you?. And you know you can trust him".

I gave p a little kick.

"Hear that, slave? Next time you're round LJ's, if she wants to use you for oral, you do whatever she says, okay?"

"It would be my privilege", he said, like he was accepting a knighthood..

"You bet it would!" I laughed and LJ laughed with me, though I could see in her eyes she thought his reply was sweet. I've got a feeling that something nice is going to happen for both of them on his next visit to hers.

N x

[Top pic, Goddesskitra.com; bottom pic, Johnnychaos77 - REMOVED as Tumblr deemed explicit content and replaced with pic from unknown source]

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