I will strip you of your clothes, reducing you to My loyal human puppy. Your only purpose will be to obey My every command, leaving your ego at the door and embracing your new identity under My command. This act will not only take away parts of your self-respect but will also introduce you to the sweet sting of humiliation, teaching you humility and dedication in service to Me.
Some days, every couple of hours I tease his little cage. Most of the time, he is noticeably more obedient. But sometimes I can tell he is getting a little frustrated. However, he is still thankful.
For someone who has spent a lot of time in chastity herself, and kept complaining about it, she surely loves teasing others when they are in chastity. While she might be cute and obedient to Me, she has a sadistic side for sure.
When you kneel before me, when you lower your lips to My beautiful feet, you are not just kissing a shoe. You are acknowledging the hierarchy, the power dynamic that exists between us. To show respect by kissing My shoe is an act of submission, a symbol of your understanding that I am above you, in control, and worthy of honor. It is an ancient gesture, one that has transcended time, reminding both of us of our roles. In fact, bowing, prostration, and kissing the feet or ground were signs of loyalty and submission to pharaohs seen as divine or semi-divine figures in ancient Egypt. When you kiss my shoe, you're not just showing respect to me as Mistress Fiona; you're embracing the essence of what our relationship stands for, and you're doing it in the way people have been paying respect to their superiors for centuries.
My little slut was being way too noisy while I was trying new nipple clamps on her. It got annoying, so she spent the rest of the day with that uncomfortable gag.
Goodbye slave, I will probably be late tonight. Stay in this position until I'm back, and maybe if I'm feeling generous, I might keep the condom and bring it back for you.
Sometimes on slow days, I like to keep him like this for part of the day or evening. Teasing him from time to time, and then ignoring him again when I'm doing my things.
For Me,the leash is not merely a tool but a symbol of profound significance in our dynamic. It represents the tangible connection between My control and My slave's submission. When I attach the leash to his collar, it's a physical manifestation of his belonging to Me, reinforcing his status as My property.
Sometimes I tease my slave while he is comfortable; I allow him to lie beside me in bed. When I do this, it makes it extra hard for him not to cum, even in his little cage. When I lay him on the cold floor and tease him with just my boots, it takes just a little longer for him to get hard in his cage.
Teasing becomes even more exquisite when I collaborate with another Mistress. I particularly reveled in tormenting My slave alongside the formidable Miss Lady Lynx. She had him trembling, on the verge of exploding from his chastity device. The sheer delight I derive from witnessing him so close to another woman, yet utterly desperate and locked away in his cage, is unparalleled.😈💜
During our grocery shopping trip today, I had My slave take on the role of My personal assistant. It is very important to Me that he shows his submission in even the most ordinary activities. As we entered the store, he immediately took hold of the shopping cart, so that I could walk around leisurely. I walked ahead, selecting items from the list I had prepared, while he followed closely, his eyes downcast in a display of respect.
I made him pick up the heavier items, like a bag of rice or a case of water, ensuring he felt the weight of his service. Occasionally, I would hand him an item, like a bottle of My favorite wine or a piece of exotic fruit, and he would place it in the cart with care, keeping it organized.
While we were in the produce section, I had him pick out the freshest fruits and vegetables. He knows he is to choose only the best for Me. I watched as he examined each piece, focused. If I find an imperfection on a piece of produce later, he will be punished for it, and he knows it.
At the checkout, he unloaded the groceries onto the conveyor belt with the same meticulous attention he'd shown in selecting them. The cashier, unaware of our dynamic, might have seen a helpful partner, but between us, it illustrated his service to Me.
On the way back to the car, he carried the bags, walking a step behind Me, his posture straight, his demeanor one of quiet obedience. Just like every week, the ordinary task of grocery shopping was another way for him to show Me his service. And just like every week, he did it well.
When training him, he used to be rewarded for a succesfull grocery run. Of course, that was a long time ago. I have certain standards for My slave - meeting those standards is mandatory, not a reason for rewards. Only when he goes above those standards, will he be rewarded. Meeting the standards just means he won't be punished.
Afterwards, he cooked a delicious spaghetti for us. He only got to eat after I was finished, of course.
Some people ask Me why I tease My slave so much. Am I not putting too much focus on his pleasure, instead of Mine? But to Me, teasing him while he's locked up in chastity IS for My pleasure, not his.
I find immense pleasure in teasing his little shrimp while it's confined in its cage for several reasons. Firstly, it's a profound exercise in control; by teasing him, I reinforce My dominance, reminding him that his pleasure is entirely at My discretion. The cage symbolizes his submission, and teasing through the gaps heightens his awareness of his captivity, deepening his sense of obedience.
Secondly, the act of teasing amplifies his frustration and desperation, which in turn fuels his desire to serve Me more fervently. The physical sensation of arousal without the possibility of release creates a psychological state where his focus is solely on Me, enhancing his submission. This state of denied pleasure becomes a tool for training, teaching him patience, endurance, and the value of delayed gratification.
Moreover, it's an erotic game for Me, watching him squirm, hearing his moans, and seeing the physical manifestation of his need. It's a form of entertainment for Me. Each tease is a reminder of his place, that his body, his pleasure, and indeed, his very being, are under My command.
Lastly, this teasing serves as a constant reminder of our dynamic; it's not just about physical control but about the mental and emotional bond we share. By keeping him in a state of aroused anticipation, I maintain a connection with him that goes beyond the physical, embedding Myself in his thoughts, making Me the center of his world. This is why I delight in teasing My slave so much - it's a multifaceted expression of power, pleasure, and profound connection.
The weekend began with the usual morning routine, but with a twist. After My slave prepared My breakfast - a simple omelet with fresh herbs - I decided it was time for a session of obedience training. We started with something mundane yet symbolic; he knelt before Me as I ate, serving as My human table, holding My coffee cup and plate steady. His stillness was a testament to his training, and it pleased Me to see him so focused.
Post-breakfast, we moved to the living room where I had him strip down to his chastity device. With him in naked, I had him vacuum the living room while I read My book, occasionally glancing up to ensure he maintained proper posture, even in such a menial task.
In the afternoon, we ventured out for a walk in the park. To the outside world, we looked like any other couple enjoying a sunny day, but beneath his clothes, he wore a butt plug, a secret symbol of his submission. We talked about everyday things, but I knew the plug was a silent teacher, reminding him of My control with each step.
Back home, the evening was set for a more intense session. I had him dress in a maid's outfit, and he was My domestic servant. He cleaned the kitchen while I watched, occasionally swatting his behind with a riding crop for any perceived laziness. Later, I tied him to a chair and engaged in some light CBT, using clothespins, all while we watched a movie. His discomfort was My entertainment.
Sunday
Sunday morning, I allowed him a brief respite from his usual duties. We had a late breakfast in bed, where he fed Me strawberries, each one a small act of service. After, we repotted our plants together, him in his regular clothes but still wearing the chastity device. The normalcy of planting flowers together was juxtaposed with the knowledge of his locked state, adding a layer of control to our peaceful activity.
In the afternoon, I decided on a session of sensory play. I blindfolded him and had him lie on the floor while I dripped hot wax from a candle onto his chest, followed by the cool sensation of ice cubes. His reactions were delightful, a mix of pain and pleasure.
To end the weekend, we had a quiet dinner, where he sat at My feet, eating from a bowl on the floor. This act of humiliation was softened by the fact that we discussed our plans for the week ahead, like grocery shopping and his schedule, making the scene almost domestic in its execution, yet deeply rooted in our dynamic.
As the night drew to a close, I released him from his chastity for a brief moment, allowing him to edge once under My supervision before locking him back up. This act was a reminder of his place, yet also a reward for his service over the weekend. He was then allowed the privilege of pleasuring Me orally until I came. After he thanked Me for the honor, we settled down to watch some television, him massaging My feet, a simple pleasure that concluded our weekend.
I did not allow her to move while I was reading; I told her to bend her knees slightly. I don't want to get her too comfortable.Every time I felt like it, I put my wand against her pussy. That made it hard for her not to move, but she knew that if she did, she would be spending all night like that.
Comfort is a privilege and should be earned. My slave's level of comfort is decided only by Me, and mostly based on their behavior and My mood.I believe too much comfort is a distraction from your duty to worship and serve. It's a constant reminder of your place in life.
-Starting on Monday, January 13th, I will start posting regular diary entries of what is going on in my life for a more in-depth view into my Femdom relationships.
-At the moment, I have more than 37 hours of unreleased video with my slave, Lina, and Miss Lady Lynx, with more being made almost every day!
-I've written the full story from the moment I met my slave until now. And from Wednesday, January 25th, I will start posting them.
-I will be offering video sessions; more info will be posted. But if you are interested, just DM me.
-I'm amazed at how many loyal fans I have who keep their renewals on. So as a reward, from January 20 onwards, the day after your subscription renews, you can choose a video, and I will send you the full HD version for you to keep. You have to DM me yourself.
-We can plan to have a longer conversation and talk about your kinks, fantasies, or get advice on slave training and chastity. I am extremely open-minded. These conversations are free.
-from January 20th, I will be posting daily until the end of 2025.
Also, a quick reminder that you can still join the daily tasks.
Patience isn't Lina's strongest suit, and even though I had to cuff her to the bed, she was still patiently waiting for me until I was ready to use her. Being as slutty as she is, she was very eager to start sucking that dildo.
I started this page, not expecting it to get too many followers. Just some people who are interested in a 24/7 FLR niche.This page got a lot bigger than that, so in 2025, I will be spending a lot more time on it.I will be offering a lot more and will be trying new things.I'm excited to announce all coming changes in January!
I love making my slave kneel naked next to me, hands behind his back while I read. It shows he's mine, under my control. It's fun to watch him struggle to stay still, knowing he's totally focused on Me. It's all about him being there for My pleasure, not his. I enjoy the power, the quiet control, making him learn patience and humility the hard way. It's My little sadistic twist to our daily life.
I'm going to wish everyone a happy new year, whatever time zone you are in.I'm looking forward to stepping up the content in 2025, with my slave, Lina, and Miss Lady Lynx. I already have lots of content that I still have to upload.I will also be bringing changes to how I upload my videos, because I'm not satisfied with the 2-minute videos.
I've really been enjoying the personal interactions with my subs who are doing the 60 daily tasks; I'm also very impressed by some of them! Remember, it's not too late to join!
I always kept count of how many hours My slave kneels for Me during the whole year. But I haven't kept count of how many hours he's spent with his face in My ass. I might start doing this for 2025.
It's impossible for Lina to hide her fascination with My slave's little pink cage. Every time we play with it, she keeps on looking at it, smiling. She doesn't know yet here that she will be the one getting teased relentlessly.
My slave is having a difficult time too; two ladies laughing at his cage while he has nowhere to go. He keeps on glancing at Lina's cute legs and feet, all while his cage keeps getting tighter and tighter.
With 2024 coming to an end, it's time to think about what 2025 will look like for my slave. I'm considering buying him a smaller cage; I'm not sure yet if it will also be pink. New rules and protocols will be added to his already long list of rules. I will be making a longer post on this once I've decided everything.
