He Works for Rewards

"Yes, he seems much more ... cooperative I guess? Yeah, definitely easier going. Almost differential in fact. He kind of does what you tell him to do now. That's quite different for him. So he works for rewards huh? Like what? He sits up, rolls over and you give him a treat?" Just kidding."

"Sort of. He gets points for doing things I like through the week. If he accumulates enough points he earns a reward on the weekend."

"Oh, so like, you two go to see a movie or out for dinner at a nice restaurant. That sort of thing?"

"Not really. If he earns enough points he gets to cum. I let him masturbate for me. But he's hooked on femdom porn, so I'm weaning him off it. It's so addictive he can't cum without it anymore. That's not what I signed up for, so he's not allowed to rely on artificial stimulants anymore. Well, porn anyway. I keep him jacked up on a daily dose of Cialis so he's pretty much ready to go anytime, except for his porn obsession.

Don't get me wrong, I'm all for male addictions. Especially the kind that makes his cock hard and keeps him begging for more. But pornography is hard to compete with. It lets him indulge in any sexual fantasy without consequences. Except in real life he has consequences and I'm here to make sure of that. And with enough practise, my fantasies become his.

Not gonna lie, I want cock when I want it, and I'm not interested in indulging my man's imagination to get it. Besides, I want him to get off on me, and what I'm doing to him, not on some man-slut getting a whipping on Pornhub."

"Wait, so ... just to be clear, he works at pleasing you through the week so you will reward him by letting him cum on the weekend. Is that actually what you're telling me?"

"Yes. That's it in a nutshell. I control his orgasms and he gets to cum, but he has to earn it. It's not guaranteed. Having an orgasm is not his choice anymore. It used to be his inherent right, but now it's a privilege and we're both happier with this arrangement.

I have sex whenever I want with a man who is deeply invested in pleasing me. I guess he must get something out of it too cause it all seems pretty consuming for him. It's a great system, you should try it."

"Sure, I'll just go home to my bull husband and say, hey honey, how'd you like me to tell you when you can cum? You know my husband. Can you seriously imagine him going along with this? He's much too reactionary. He tells me not to tell him what to do if I ask him to pick up after himself. I can't imagine him consenting to me controlling his orgasms."

"I get that you are partnered to a hunk of a man with control issues. But you still have sex, right? You control that don't you? I mean, it's up to you if you feel like it or not, yes? Otherwise it's rape, Mary. So, if he wants to engage with you he will need to pay attention and do as he's told. It's that simple."

"We haven't 'engaged' much lately. Our sex life is in the toilet. Haven't slept in the same bed for years and we are starting to talk about having separate rooms. What if I start something and he turns it around and insists on having sex on his terms? I mean, he's a bit of a male Dom. He used to like rough sex. Christ knows what he's into now."

"Maybe I left out a couple of details. My man wasn't aware of the joys of being on the bottom of an Female Led Relationship until I got him drunk one afternoon and stripped his clothes off. By the time he sobered up he was locked up and I had the only key.

He was pretty resentful at first. But as time went by it was easier and more rewarding for him to do as he was told. I still like to secure him spread eagle in a four point restraint before I release his cock. In fact, I don't think I've allowed him to touch my pet for a few weeks now.

Oh wait, I'm wrong. There was that once I made him masturbate for me and a girlfriend. Oh, but that was after he confessed to being a sub wannabe. Locking him up became largely unnecessary once he admitted his guilty little secret and submitted to the rules I gave him. I just keep him locked for fun now.

While he was being trained I teased him relentlessly through the week. He was so horny by the time I allowed him to ejaculate, he'd do anything for the privilege. Really, just about anything."

"Locked? What do you mean? You kept him locked up in a room or a cage or something. How did that work?"

"Mary, just to be real clear, I mean I kept his cock locked into a little cage called a male chastity device. I kept the key on me at all times. So after being teased to the edge of an orgasm multiple times during the week, he fucking well behaved himself and did as he was told if he actually expected to cum. It worked really well. Still does."

"Wow. I think that's the craziest, sexiest thing I've heard in a long time. Tell me why he doesn't just force you to unlock him? I know your husband. He's a big guy with lots of muscle."

"Simple, he admitted he likes being on the bottom. It excites him when I boss him around, actually gives him a hard-on. Turns out I like dominating him too, so that works well together. But I had to force him into it at the beginning. Would you like a demonstration?"

"What do you mean? Sorry to sound jumpy but it's been a fairly eye-opening afternoon so far."

"I mean he's in the next room waiting to see if I want him or not. Being available at any time is part of earning points for him. Want to see a demo of how a trained sub behaves?"

"Sure. I mean, what's he going to do?"

"He'll do whatever I say. Today I want him to demonstrate obedience. How about a nice foot massage?"

"Ok. That sounds nice, I guess. Is he especially skilled at that?"

"Not really. Well, he has had lots of practise so he's become more adept at knowing what will please me. I'm sure you won't be disappointed."

"Ok sub, I know you can hear me. Come in and take Mary's shoes and socks off. She wants a foot massage, and a little foot worship would go a long way to securing your opportunity to cum this weekend."

"Oh my god! He's naked! Should I look at him?"

"On your knees sub, you're scaring the customers. Crawl over here and give my friend the best foot job she's ever had."

"Damm! He just dropped to his knees at your command and actually crawled over here, like a servant. Well, more like a slave I guess. Sure, take my socks off.

Ahh, yes right there! My feet have been killing me for days. Why is he so quiet? I have never heard him stay silent for so long. Have you forbidden him to speak? And what's with the hood?"

"He speaks when he's spoken to. Otherwise I don't need his opinion. Isn't that right sub?"

"Yes Mistress."

"The hood takes the focus off him as an individual and centres it on his body. It lets him de-personalize and focus on being what he is, instead of who he is. It also makes it easier to treat him as a tool, as a means to my end.

Kiss her feet while you massage them, tool. She works to keep a home for a man who doesn't appreciate her. She deserves some worship."

"The kissing feels good. Like he knows how hard I work to make my ungrateful husband happy. Damn, I need to get me a sub!"

"You definitely need your own sub, but you can practise on mine. Put your feet up for awhile and relax while you're here. Yes, on his back. Just use him as a footstool. He likes it, don't you sub?"

"Yes Mistress."

"He likes being used as furniture when he isn't being used for sex. But mostly he likes being allowed to cum. He'll do pretty much anything for a chance to masturbate, preferably in front of an audience. Sometimes I feel bad, like I'm enabling his addiction, but then the feeling passes. So you don't think yours could be convinced to try this out?"

"Are you kidding? I wouldn't even know where to start with him."

"I would. Want to see if your macho man can become your sub?"

"How? He'd never voluntarily let anyone put his cock in a cage."

"Tell you what, let's get together for a drink tomorrow night here at my place. I'll wait on him like a bunny at the playboy mansion. And I'll make sure his drinks are laced with tranquilizers. Once his cock is locked he won't have a lot of choice. I mean sure, he can get it off if he really wants to. But no man likes to use a power tool that close to his main source of pleasure. I'm also betting he'll be plenty horny by the time we're done playing with him. After that the little head between his legs will be making decisions for him and things will move along much faster.

Actually, it would be a good idea to record the whole evening on your phone, just in case. You can use it as leverage if he needs more motivation than not being allowed to cum. I'm sure the guys at his golf club would love to see him being led around on a leash with his cock in a cage."

"Ooo, I'd love to see that too. Not sure I'd live that long if he knew I made a video of him though. If we make him into an obedient sub will he hate me for it?"

"Nah. He'll be resentful at first but that'll change into lust pretty quick after he gets edged to the brink of sanity a few times. Once you take the cage off and let him cum he'll think you're a gift from god. Just make sure his hands are restrained the first several times you take his cock out. He really needs to learn to depend on you for his orgasms if this is going to work."

"Ok, I'll bring him over later tonight. Should be easy, he likes a drink and he adores you. Will your sub be here?"

"Sure, but it's probably best if he stays out of sight until we lock yours up. Don't want to spook the new recruit, do we?"

"Fuck, are you sure this will work? There will be no apology big enough if he decides not to play."

"There's no guarantee, but it sounds like you don't have much to lose by trying. He'll likely be curious and horny enough to do what he's told for a while. Once he finally comes around to appreciating the long-term carnal delights of a FLR he'll do what it takes to make sure you're happy. Then you've got him by the balls, sorry about the pun."

...............

"Nick, let me get you another drink. Big guy like you needs to stay lubricated, if you know what I mean."

"Sure, heh, don't mind if I do. And thanks for inviting us over. It's been awhile since we all hung out together.

You're looking especially cute tonight Ella. That top really shows off your best assets."

"Now now Nick, you know Mary would be giving you the evil eye if she heard that. Best to keep those comments to yourself. But too bad Daryl isn't as attentive as you are."

"What's my buddy up to tonight? Haven't seen your husband around for a few days now."

"He's around. He's tied up right now, but he'll join us a little later. Another Black Russian? I'll be right back big guy, and keep your eyes off my ass, I know you better than you think I do."

"You know me way too well. Maybe you could clue my wife in for me. We seem to have drifted apart. Oh sorry! Am I sharing too much? I've been accused of doing that. Seems like there isn't much I can do right these days."

"Hmm, maybe you two just need to see each other in a different way. Sometimes the old flame needs a little fanning, know what I mean? Let me go get you a fresh drink."

"Ok, I'm feeling a little drowsy though. Maybe three drinks is my cut-off for tonight. Oh what the hell! Home is just a stumble or two down the street. Sure, hit me again. It's hard to say no to a cute piece of ass like you. Oops! Did I say that out loud?"

"Relax. No offence taken. Like I said, I know you better than you think I do. Stretch out on the couch. I'll be right back with that drink and you can tell me all about it."

"Psst! Where is he?"

"He's almost passed out on the couch. Why are you hiding in here? He was about ready to confide in me about his marital issues. But I already know which side of that debate I'm taking, so come on, get in here and help me get his clothes off. I have an extra cage that should fit him.

I think he's bigger than Daryl, but they are both big guys. It's hard to tell without seeing them side by side. Maybe later we can get them both hard and compare them."

"Speaking of Daryl, where is he? I thought they would be yukking up a storm by now. You know, lots of tits and ass jokes, mostly about us."

"I told him Daryl was tied up right now. Not lying, he's hog-tied in the living room patiently awaiting instructions. Well, maybe not patiently, not that it matters. He doesn't have a choice."

"Naked!?"

"Of course naked. Naked, caged, gagged and hooded! Once Nick is caged and somewhat not drunk, we'll decide if it's a good time to expose him to what life is going to be like from now on. Maybe show him how cooperative Daryl is being in the next room. Give him a glimpse of his future self so he sees he's not alone.

Of course he might be a little too preoccupied with his cock-locked predicament to fully appreciate the erotic nuances of being caged. If so, hubby can stay tied up and I'll attend to him later. We can 'mansplain' Nick's situation to him minus the visual aid."

"Ok, whew! This is making me crazy. Go see if he's ready to be converted yet. I don't want him to know I'm in on this until he can't do anything about it."

"You're such a chicken sometimes. Ok, he's out cold. Let's go. Pull his jeans off, I'll get the T-shirt. Hey look, no underwear! Does he usually go commando?"

"Nope. Maybe he thought he might get lucky with you. You know how mental men can get when their little head takes over the thinking for them."

"Yeah, or maybe he didn't have time to get his jockeys back on before he left the house. Does he masturbate a lot?"

"I think so. But like I said, we don't really communicate so well anymore."

"Well, if he has been satisfying himself, that stops now. First step, control his orgasms. From now on he needs to come to you if he wants release from horniness. Trust me, he'll learn to beg in no time.

Ok, wow, even soft it looks big. There, ... all crammed into its little cage. Put this key somewhere he can't get it. Only you and I have a key so he needs to do some serious sucking up if he wants to cum. Help me roll him onto the floor.

Just to be safe I'm going to handcuff him until he calms down. I mean, I'm thinking he's going to be some pissed-off jock when he wakes up lying naked on the floor with his cock locked into a tight metal cage. Being handcuffed might be a nice hedge against his initial resentment.

Leave him face up. I want to see his expression when he finds out what happened. By the way, nice body for a middle aged white guy. You have good taste in subs Mary. Put your feet up. Might as well use him for something while he's out."

"You mean just put our feet on him like he's an ottoman or something?"

"Or something, yeah. Sit back, kick your shoes off and cross your ankles on his chest. I'll go get us a couple of drinks and we can chat about how often you should let him cum while we're waiting for the tranqs to wear off."

...........

"Looks like he's coming around. Welcome back sleepyhead. If you're finished napping, there are some new rules you should know about.

Mary, go snap a pic of Daryl in the next room please, so Nick here knows he's not the only sub in town. You'll like this Nick. Your buddy has been trussed up on the floor for the whole time you have been here. He's been lying on his back with his ankles tied to his wrists and a ball-gag stuffed in his yap so he can't complain. Not that it would do him any good. Bitching gets punished around here. We just couldn't have him alerting you."

"What the fuck! Whats going on? Mary, what is she doing?"

"Well Nick it's like this, I have been telling you for quite a while that we are drifting apart and you have been ignoring me. Ella shared a solution that she used with Daryl and it saved their marriage. So we're going to try it too. You don't get a vote.

Understand one thing. There are only two keys to that contraption your dick is in, so you'll do as we say if you want to get it unlocked. Understand?"

"You'll be sorry you did this Mary. Both of you will regret fucking around with me once I get out of these cuffs. Ella, I don't know what you did to Daryl but it won't work with me!"

"Ah, but as long as I have the key to those handcuffs Nick, you will do as you're told. If you cooperate like Daryl did you'll get the best orgasms you have ever had in your miserable, misogynistic life. If not, well let's just say that things are going to get a little cramped for you. I really do know you better than you think Nick.

Wanna see my tits Nick? I know you do. I've seen you try to hide your boner when I walk into the room and you think I'm not looking. I see the bulge in your pants when I bend over.

They're size 36Ds Nick. Want to see them out of their holders? Sure you do. You have wanted to fuck me ever since I met you. But that's not going to happen.

Tell you what is, though. Your wife and I are going to drive you crazy by showing you what you can't have. We'll see how tough you talk when your cock swells inside that cage and the only way to get relief is to beg for it.

Can you help me with my bra Mary? Damn hooks are bent I think. Here, sometimes if I shake them a little they just flip right out. Thanks. Have a good look Nick. I know you have been dying to see them. See how hard my nipples are? Daryl says I have nipples the size of silver dollars. See how they move when I shake them? Want to suck them? Ooo it would feel so good if you sucked on them. I like it when my nipples get bitten a little. It makes me wet. Remember that for later Nick. Getting cramped in there? Cock stiffening up with nowhere to go? Poor baby.

See how they wobble and quiver when I straddle you? If I bend forward they are almost brushing your face. Mary, check your new sub's cock. I bet his little cage is just packed full now."

"Yup, you're right. I bet if I play with his balls I can make that boner even more uncomfortable. I'll just slip my shorts off. There, do my satin panties feel good on your trapped boner Nick? Too bad it's all locked up or you could just slip those panties aside"

"Get off me, the two of you. I'll bone the both of you up the ass when I get free."

"He sounds a little hoarse Mary. Want some water Nick? Ask nicely. Help me prop him up against the wall Mary. Now, if you want a drink you need to ask politely. Your dutiful wife is petting your pathetic little dick in its tight metal jail so don't ask her, she's busy.

I'd be happy to assist you. You just need to ask politely. Say, please Mistress may I have a drink of water. Say it and mean it."

"I need to drink. I'm parched from whatever you put in my drinks."

"No Begging, no water."

"Fuck! Please Mistress may I have a drink?"

"There, that wasn't so difficult was it? Of course you may. Here, take little sips so you don't choke. Tranqs can really dry you out. Good boy. You beg well for a beginner. Say thank you Mistress Ella."

"Thank you Mistress Ella."

"Was that so hard? See Mary, he can be trained. With patience and discipline he will learn to do what he's told and cum when he's allowed.

I so just want to park my wet pussy over his face right now. Maybe just a short tease. Grab his ankles and pull him down on the floor again. Does his cock twitch when I rub my bare crotch over his drinking hole?"

"Actually yeah, it is jerking a little. Here... let me try. Trade places with me. My crotch is so wet he won't need another drink of water for awhile.

Just so we're clear Nick, you need to suck that goodness through my

panties. Suck it. Suck harder. Yeah, like that. Wait, I'll get rid of the panties.

Use your tongue Nick! Lick! Suck on that clit sub! Lick faster! Oh my god! My fucking god! Sooo good! Faster! Uughh! Christ that's good! I'd forgotten how good, you selfish prick! You could have been licking my pussy all this time if you weren't so goddamn self-centred!