Modern Female Superiority
In our case it was chastity or I was going to leave. The marriage had become boring and unpleasant. This was my ditch effort. Either he’d agree to hand over control of his orgasms to me and embark on a true female led marriage or I was prepared to walk out the door. sixty minutes later and after some spirited conversation, the lock clicked shut.
Life has never been better.
FUCK! He swore he wouldn’t cum on my pussy!!!
Oh well, it’s not going to clean it’s self. What are you waiting for?
I work very hard. When I get home, I expect the house to be spotless, my wine glass full, and my husband to be cooking dinner. It’s not unreasonable. You’ll see. In a decade, this will be the norm.
For the past decade we’ve seen indisputable evidence that women are surpassing males in academics by a staggering margin. Women are being promoted into leadership positions at Fortune 500 companies at a greater rate then male counterparts. More households are being financially supported by career oriented women as their mates bring home a menial paycheck or even assume the role of stay at home husbands, where they take care of the housework, raising the kids, running the errands, etc. In fact, the meteoric rise of women on nearly all fronts is a clear indication of where our future lies. Subsequenlty, more and more couples are adopting a female led lifestyle at the insistence of this new generation of women. But wait, there’s more.
Unless you’ve been living under a rock this week, we’ve heard for the first time ever that TWO women have completed the same grueling Army Ranger training that 60% of men fail. It is clear that the last great bastion of male superiority, physical endurance and conditioning, is being challenged by the new generation of superior women.
Any idea who the best pound for pound fighter is in the world? For the first time ever it’s a woman, Ronda Rousey, who has shown us all that with determination, we can exceed our male counterparts at anything.
Women have now proven that we can be physically superior to our mates also. Frankly, it has become clear the future is rapidly shifting to a female led society. This new breed of woman will choose mates who recognize this paradigm and accept their roles. There will always still be Alpha men that we need to satisfy our other desires (for instance men with 8″+ cocks), but our mates will be those that satisfy our new superior status. Understand their role. And don’t question our leadership abilities.
The time to accept this fate is now. Women, the time to begin seizing what is rightfully yours is upon us. The future is being written and it is one of Female Supremacy
Thank you Raven and j for being kind enough to share this pic with us. Lovely fit! How long has it been for him? Look forward to many more!
Remember, real couples who’d like to share a images of their men in chastity, just send to flrmentor@gmail(dot)com
Help me out and share your pictures for posting. I’m not looking for professional models. I’m looking for real couples showing off their caged penises. You can choose to hide your faces and I’ll keep your contact info anonymous. I encourage all women who keep their men shaved, pantied, and chastized, to chronicle his submission with pictures. Capturing images of his little penis helpless and locked is yet another way to humiliate and control him. He gets a hair up his ass one day and decides he doesn’t want to follow the rules? Remind him of the pics you have and wonder out loud how your friends would react if you decided to show them – lol.
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When I began his chastity training, we tries a multitude of devices. In all, over a year’s time, we probably spent over a $1000 trying to find the perfect device. Overall security was a must. I didn’t want him to have the ability to slip out of the device and cheat. Our relationship almost immediately changed for the better. The only downside to most of these devices were they couldn’t be worn long term, which was becoming more and more of an issue for me. Inevitably his complaining of discomfort would result in me unlocking him, which I hated to do. I did what I should of done a long time ago. I went to Google and literally did hours of research, read reviews, and even corresponded with like minded keyholders. The goal was to find a secure device and could indeed be worn for days at a time. Money wasn’t an object, as this was an investment in our lifestyle that would likely pay dividends for many years to come. No use on scrimping in this department. All my research led to about three devices that were consistently well reviewed by those with first hand experience. I settled on the above device – behold, the Bon 4M! As far as chastity devices go, it was near the top of the price scale, and rightfully so. The decision was made and on a lazy Saturday evening I found myself in front of my laptop, his credit card in hand, ordering this piece of sheer genius. $200 and 5 days later it arrived. I was not disappointed. The standard sized device (it comes in a smaller size too) was perfect for our needs. It’s all stainless steel and comes with four different rings. We experimented with the largest two and ultimately decided that the 2nd largest was just right for his average size package. His previous complaints about plastic rings being to sharp around the edges were resolved. I was and still am delighted with this purchase. I would say it’s the best $200 – plus tax – that I’ve ever spent. Although I only keep him locked for days at a time, we have gone as long as a week with no irritation or other ill results. I would highly recommend the Stainless Steel Bon 4m (there are several models of Bon) for any woman looking for a long term solution to male chastity.
I even splurged and bought this beautiful Heart shaped pad lock: https://axovus.com/Heart-shaped-Lock-w-keys.html It comes with keys suitable for wearing as jewelry
No, I don’t work for or receive any compensation from the makers of this device. My opinions are my own and based on real life experience.
What is your favorite male chastity device?
http://flrcoach.tumblr.com/post/118385280814/true-story-from-carol-the-night-that-changed-our
MUCH REQUESTED PART 2 JUST CAME IN FROM CAROL.
PLEASE READ PART 1 FIRST:
http://flrcoach.tumblr.com/post/118385280814/true-story-from-carol-the-night-that-changed-our
We regrouped at the bar where Joe was occupying a stool and still sipping on an ice water. Reg took a seat and I pulled Joe and I found myself standing between my husband and Reg. I was a little dismayed that Joe didn’t offer me his seat, as my feet were worn out from all the dancing. Our bartender informed us it was last call and Reg was convincing enough get us to have one more shot. This time I didn’t flinch as I downed the Fireball Whiskey. Again, Joe struggled with his, but managed to get it down in good time. The cute bartender quickly delivered Joe another glass of water and with a giggle, said “I know you’ll need this”. Reg and I giggled as Joe thanked her.
Soon the lights came on, signaling it was time for us to leave. Damn it. For once I was having a great night. I know the look on my face told how sorry I was for this night to end. Joe anxiously rose to his feet and began fumbling with his keys, when Reg said,
“Hey, why don’t we all go to my condo for a nightcap? – I have a bottle of Fireball and it’s just a block away – we can walk”
Joe was ready to utter something when I impulsively said,
“We’d love to”
As soon as the words left my mouth, I wondered what had gotten into me. I knew Joe would be pissed, and I prepared myself for a rant, but it didn’t come. Reg stood up and motioned for us, as we followed him out the door. As we hit the street Reg pointed to a high rise visible from outside the bar,
“That’s my place”
True to his word, it was only a block away. As we walked the short block, the fresh air felt wonderful on my sweaty skin. Reg and I were talking about a local landmark that we passed when I realized that Joe was about a step behind us. I suddenly began to question myself
“what were we doing?”, i thought.
We just planned on a having a couple drinks and going home. Now look at us. Looked over my shoulder and glanced at Joe. Dutifully following while looking at the ground. He looked uncomfortable. I looked up at Reg, leading the way. His confidence and swagger were unmistakable. Before there was more time to ponder the circumstances of the night, we were being ushered in the elevator, and then Reg’s front door.
Reg’s condo was a nice sized place. Obviously a bachelor’s pad, but very well kept and modernly styled. He ushered us into the living room and ultimately onto a plush couch in front of his large entertainment/theater system. Joe and I both took a seat on the couch and Reg made his way into the open kitchen. He dug into a cupboard and true to his word produced a new bottle of Fireball Whiskey. Into another cupboard, and out came three matching shot glasses. Joe began begging off saying:
“Thanks man, but I think we’ve had en…”
Before he could finish his sentence I cut him off:
“Don’t be silly, Joe. Of course we’ll have another. Don’t be rude”
I know that the alcohol may have been impacting my judgement, but I was caught up in the moment. In the night. Joe’s protests ended and as Reg set the shot glasses down in front of us, I couldn’t help but acknowledge my excitement at Joe’s discomfort.
We drank the shots and Reg politely excused himself to the restroom. As soon as Reg was out of our site, Joe began:
“What are we doing here, Carol? We really need to get home”
I replied,
“Joe, we have nothing to get home too. Just relax and enjoy the night”
“But Carol, I….”
“Joe, don’t take that tone with me. We’re all adults here aren’t we?”
Frankly, my own tone towards Joe surprised me, but hey…
His protests ended just as Reg re-emerged. Reg put on some music that was decidedly more subdued them the thumping we dance to at the club and took a seat on the couch with us. Again, I found myself in between my husband and Reg. Only this time I realize my back was to my husband and my attention was focused on Reg. The alcohol was really doing it’s job. Reg was talking and I was listening, but WTF was he even saying? I don’t know, but I was engaged. Joe’s hand rested on my knee, but other then that, his presence was irrelevant. I tried to focus. I was aware that my husband was lightly rubbing my lower back. I scooted a little closer to Reg. Not fully knowing why. Reg leaned in and before I knew it, we were inches apart. He was still speaking. Smiling, laughing. I glanced at his crotch and observed that bulge again. I know he noticed it. Did Joe?
Reg’s hand found it’s way to my knee, where he respectfully rested it. I scooched closer. As I listened intently to his words, and gazed into his eyes, I found myself reaching back, taking my husbands hand, and removing it from my knee. I can’t believe I did that.
TO BE CONTINUED
Another proper fitting. Nice trimmed pubic area and no room for the penis to become erect. Allow him to pick the ring first, then go one size smaller. The male will always overestimate an in almost all cases a ring one size smaller then what he considers ideal, is the right fit. Once locked, secure the key. He will soon learn resistance is futile. There is no reason that he cannot wear this long term.