Wow Eine Sehr Geile Vorstellung

Das wäre ich gerne

A new Day...

Hey… wake up little princess… did you sleep well?

Today its your birthday and i have a special surprise for you

But first lets test your new chastity cage. mumfffff mmmmhh mumfff

What is wrong with you? You squirt again so in your tight latex panties…

Time to get up… and to prepare you.

Ahhh Thanks… I love you Daddy! Oh It is already day? I love you too little princess and I have a new dress for you!

Its so cute and tight! Now give me your sweet hands…

I am not sure if you like your surprise… Your girlfriend and I came closer… Whaaat!?

Do not try to fight again… you know that it doesn’t work.

Made by: @femboyscanbecute

Hope you like it… tell me your lovely story.

Oh jaaa

Oh jaaa sehr geil

Very hot

Setting up the shock collar.

This video shows how the collar is setup, is adjustable and shows how it can be secured for longer term wear.

Oh yes

Schönes Möbel 😍

Ja bitte 😘

More idea’s for the lips ….

Ja sehr geil

Self bondage ABDL et / ou little avec une configuration aussi sérieuse que sécurisée.

https://abcplaisir.com/73-selfbondage

Sehr geil 🥰

Story: A Day In The Life

The boi spends his evenings there, trapped in the embracing confinement of his crate. The rubber padding cushioning the sparse movements he can make, lulling him into a reverie of horniness and futility. The remote locked latches attached to each limb through d-rings built into the tight and restricting rubber suit. The straps buckling and securing the boi down, belting him for as long as He wants. The rubber of the built in hood regulating the supply of oxygen for the boi to breathe. Minimized, helpless, the boi’s very sounds filled by the inflatable gag lodged securely into his mouth, there was nothing that the boi could do except that which He wanted. And at the moment, that was pretty much simply to be stored and put away in sealed bondage.

This was the end of a long journey of submission for the boi, almost a decade in the making from a naïve and stupid boy to a trained and obedient slave. Each time some privilege, some right was taken away all he could do was submit and wonder what would happen next. And now it had come to this.

The penultimate control was taken when boi took – no, was ordered to take – a work from home position, using his skills and expertise safely away from prying eyes. Every week the different pieces of rubber had come in the mail and every week the requirements for wearing while working increased. First it was a tight pair of rubber shorts zippered up and locked with a key immediately deposited in a safe. Then a surfsuit which presented a challenge for the boi, trapped as he was in something that was giving him waves of submissive pleasure all throughout his projects and emails and fixes. Then came the gimpsuit, the full hood, the toed socks, the form fitting gloves, each designed to render him less a man and more an objectified toy.

Finally had come the crate, far too late into his surrender for the boi to protest as he climbed in for his first night. Fear momentarily overwhelmed the boi as he felt all the locks click into place, testing the movement to discover there was practically none to be had, and then just as suddenly the extreme horniness of complete and total control crashed into his consciousness, hammering home his existence as a plaything for a Dominant Sir.

Today was like any other. Webcams placed throughout his apartment ensuring his compliance, the locks autoreleasing at the time specified by Him, the brief fleeting moments of being nude before showering, before checking his computer to see which suit Sir had decided on for today. And then the embrace of the rubber continued, unrelenting, all encompassing, secured with locking collar, locking cuffs, and a locked harness on his broad chest and hiding the accompanying remote controlled vibrating plug that He had chosen along with it.

A moan, and then a gasp, as the plug slid home, to be secured in the rubber confines for as long as He saw fit. Just another part of the daily uniform.

Exercise now, geared up, the object starts with workout designed by Him to put the boi in the exact shape He wanted His property to be in. And then work while sipping on yet another Soylent shake.

Sir was still somewhat lenient though, for although the home gym had removed yet another contact from the outside world for the boi there would be times when going outside was a requirement. Boi had long since gotten used to going outside with his surfsuit underneath clothes he no longer considered normal, but the prominent collar marking him as a slave always caused him some anxiety even if no one ever commented on it.

Today, though, there’d be no time for outside. A big project at work and then household chores were the order of the day. And so the boi worked, his ass squeezing the plug, his body relishing the comforting feeling of the rubber, knowing he was being a very good boi. Later on he would be allowed to relax, to lay on the floor in a designated position and be subjected to hypnosis that relaxed his mind and ensured his compliance. Later still some free time, though he never quite knew when Sir was watching so he made sure to be on his best behavior.

And then his computer would beep at a time designated by Him, forcing the boi to get ready to back into the superb bondage of the crate, to sleep in complete paralysis, until he starts again another day in the life of the slave.

Setting up the shock collar.

This video shows how the collar is setup, is adjustable and shows how it can be secured for longer term wear.