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Re: C: locked in chastity CB-3000 vs CB-6000
Date: Thu, 22 May 2008 19:32:23 -0500
From: Super A

Jeffrey wrote:

>I started off with a CB2000 -snip- tried the Remy Tube -snip-
>tried the CB3000 -snip- I use it more as a deterrent than a
>true prevention device. I did buy the KSD but again found it
>uncomfortable -snip- I bought a Neosteel shemale hip belt.
>This is inescapable -snip- but for everyday use I now use the
>CB3000 -snip- I am considering a Carrara next.

No belt or device is a cure all for every body. Although I have
never owned one, I have known many guys who can escape from the
CBx product line.

Basically, you get what you pay for. If you want a high quality
belt to really put you in chastity, that you can wear 24/7, you
must pay for it.

I am currently back in my Walter #106 (aka Carrara) because
after 8 faithful years of service my Reinhold broke. I have
bought the necessary stuff to fix it, but just have not had the
time to do so.

And Mrs SA is in no hurry either as long as I am locked up. My
Reinhold is slightly more comfortable, but more secure than the
Walter unless I have it on extra tight...which I do to please my
wife.

When I first put on the Walter there was significant
readjustment to my body, but now that it has been three weeks, I
don't think it is going to get much better and I learned to live
with the minor, occasional discomfort.

But after over 10 years in chastity, I still cant live without
an erection and orgasm. I longingly wait for every one I get.

Super A

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Re: P: Femdom in India
Date: 27 May 2008 09:49:19 -0000
From: som

hi, i am a sub male from delhi who is keen to follow the
lifestyle of bdsm, i am seeking a mistress who can control me
and pleasure her by making me serve her the way she wants..

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Re: U: Club FEM (Females enslaving men)
Date: 25 May 2008 22:05:10 -0000
From: jay

hello Wonderful Woman, i'm new and would need training. i do
consider myself as submissive in that i love to give massages
and provide oral to a Lady asking only that she get pleasure. i
don't know what else to say except that i'm in my 60s. i await
patiently your response Mistress.

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S: A New Beginning for Laurence - Act 4
From: "Red Rogue"
Date: Wed, 30 Apr 2008 22:44:45 +0100

A New Beginning for Laurence - Act 4

Two weeks had passed since his humiliation in front of Cousin
Mary and Larry was working long and hard to make sure that the
place was clean and orderly. He had scrubbed the house from top
to bottom, had prepared the food and everything was ready. He
had begged Laura to let him have some of his male clothes back
but all to no avail. How was he going to do the daily shopping?
he asked in hope.

"It's not my problem love. You got yourself into this mess so
you figure out how to deal with it. Anyway, you can wear your
slacks and one of your tops."

"I can't go out in that. There is not even a pocket to carry
money in..... Please Ms Laura, can I have some of my clothes
back?"

"Guess you'll have to bring your purse or handbag, won't you
pet? And another thing. I want you to do the shopping at five in
the evening, just when it is really busy. You might meet your
friend there and you can pay back that money that you borrowed
from him for your drinking and gambling."

Larry tried hard to melt into the background as he walked
through the shopping mall in his black slacks and light blue
top. He felt that the shop assistants were sniggering as he took
the money from his purse.

After two weeks, he was sort of getting used to it all but then
came another bombshell. Laura had just informed him that it was
time for her next party.

"Lar, don't fuss so much. It's just a few friends this time.
Now, straighten up that uniform and touch up your lipstick.
They'll be here any minute."

This was the moment that Larry had been dreading most of all. He
knew how ridiculous he looked; dressed in his short black skirt,
white blouse, black tights and his little frilly pink apron. He
still found it difficult to keep his makeup tidy and worse than
that, the heels were impossible to walk in. He stood there like
a rabbit caught in the headlights as the doorbell rang.

"Go and answer the door pet", Laura instructed. "It's only a
couple of friends."

Laurence Hobbs walked that long journey to the front door and he
slowly turned the handle. His humiliation turned to sheer horror
as he saw the two people who were standing on the doorstep.

His former work colleague and best friend, Ken and his wife
Dorothy looked at each other and stepped inside but not before
their laughter echoed loudly around the lobby of house.

"Hi guys. Good to see you. Looks like you've met Rose. Isn't she
sweet?"

"Wow. You wicked girl. Is that really your brother? He is so
cute in his little skirt", Dorothy laughed. "This little prick
has been really, really naughty", she added, as she pushed her
husband Ken into the room. "What are we going to do with you at
all, Kenny dear?"

Dorothy was at a very low ebb after she had discovered that her
husband Kenneth had been cheating on her right from the
beginning of their marriage. Then, her friend Mary arrived at
her doorstep one evening, unable to contain her excitement.

"You'll never guess what happened at Laura's last night", she
blurted out between fits of giggles.

That night, Mary and Dorothy trawled the web and learned a great
many things. Before the night was out, Dorothy had ordered a
couple of canes and other useful implements, with a lot of help
from her friend. Armed with their new-found knowledge and the
correct tools, it was not long before they had brought Kenneth
under control. However, he still had a long way to go and much
pain to endure before his foolish acts would be forgiven. For a
variety of reasons, Kenneth was not looking forward to the visit
to Laura's house.

Dorothy sat down and told her friend Laura all about her
husband's cheating and his heart breaking betrayal of their
marriage vows. Both of them agreed that it was time for drastic
action.

Ken was soon naked and feeling the full force of the cane that
Dorothy so expertly wielded. After the job had been completed to
Dorothy's satisfaction, Laura dried his tears with a tissue and
held him close.

"Kenny, pet. You know you must do better. You don't want to end
up like Lar, do you?", Laura advised.

Dorothy sipped a little more of her wine and as she set down her
glass, she exclaimed that she had come up with what she
considered to be a most beautiful and romantic idea.

"Lar, Rose or whoever you are. Go and fetch a few pairs of your
tights."

Larry was sent to fetch several pairs of his used tights
(pantyhose) and upon his return; he was commanded to strip naked
and to stand close to, and opposite his friend Kenneth in the
middle of the room. The two men were soon tightly bound
together, face to face.

"Now guys, I'm really serious about this", Dorothy exclaimed. "I
want to see you pansies kissin' each other for the next hour or
more and I want to see passion. I want lots of tongue action and
plenty of groping. You little pansies are no good at pleasing a
woman so the least you can do is entertain us. My cane here says
that you can do it, really, really good. Now, get snogging you
useless little worms".

Larry could not bear the thought of touching another man, let
alone having to exchange saliva with him for the next hour. He
let his lips touch Ken's very lightly and he could see that Ken
was equally disgusted with what they had been ordered to do.
Dorothy rose to her feet and flexed her cane.

"Now girls, that just won't do at all", she said. "Larry
darling, I want you to kiss my cheating little wanker of a
husband for me", she added as she hit Larry three sharp slaps
across his thighs. She then took his hands and placed them
around Ken's head.

"There you go girls. Now, let's see some action", she laughed.

There was no escape from this horror, Larry thought as he took a
hold of Ken's head and brought his lips to the other man's
mouth. Several more lashes of Dorothy's cane soon encouraged
both men to indulge in the most passionate of petting. Any
slacking off was discouraged by an enthusiastic application of
the cane and tawse, as Dorothy and Laura sat back and enjoyed
their wine and gossip.

"Know what I've been thinking" Laura remarked as she walked
around Ken and her brother. "These two love-birds are getting on
so well. Look at them - they're just so made for each other. Why
don't we leave them here while you and me get ready and we'll
all go out on the town? See if we can pick up a couple of nice
young hunks".

"What a brilliant idea Laura", Dorothy replied. "Remember, no
slacking off now. We'll be keeping an eye on you. Back soon
girls."

A couple of hours later, Laura and Dorothy along with their
young men, accompanied by Larry and Kenneth, made themselves
comfortable at the bar of the new club on Castle Street. Larry
tried to keep a low profile but the women were in a buoyant mood
and they insisted that they should all sit at the bar.

Larry sipped nervously at his glass of water and looked around,
fearing that someone would recognise him despite the blond wig
and the heavy makeup. Ken sat beside him, encouraged by the
others in the company to hold him tightly by the waist and to
occasionally slip his other hand up under Larry's short little
floral dress.

It was soon apparent that most of the people who were enjoying
themselves around the room were same-sex couples.

"I'm bored with this", Dorothy exclaimed to Laura after they had
spent more than an hour at the 'Hold Me Close Club'. "Why don't
you and me and these gorgeous young studs move on to somewhere
else".

"What about the lovers here?", Laura laughed as she turned to
Kenneth and her brother, Larry.

"Oh, never mind them. It's only a four mile walk back to your
place, isn't it", Dorothy replied. "Throw them a key for the
fuckin' front door. They look like they need the fresh air".

"Should we give them the cab fare?", Laura asked, with a smile
on her face, "Or would they rather walk home?"

"Don't be silly Laura. Can't you see how much they love each
other? The walk should do them good".

Laura slapped her brother gently on the cheek, saying "You be
good now - no naughty stuff on your first date, do you hear?"
She then joined Dorothy and their two young men in the taxi and
waved her brother a fond adieu.

Laurence Hobbs straightened up his little floral dress and
started out on the long journey home, accompanied by his friend
Kenneth.

This was truly a new beginning for Laurence.

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S: Redoctored
From: Shoekisser
Date: Mon, 26 May 2008 15:21:21 +0000

A few years ago I wrote "Doctored". This is the report on a
recent trip to the doctor's office. Or, at least it started out
that way. Then it got a little crazy.

REDOCTORED

by Shoekisser

Chapter One

More blood! This time I discovered it on the seat of the panties
I always wear when I run. They are long enough that the white
lace on the legs extends beyond the bottom of my running shorts.
When running in the presence of women, I roll the cuffs of the
shorts up to expose more of the panties. Thus, I am not
unfamiliar with wearing women's clothes. However, what happened
as a result of finding the blood was far beyond my wildest
imagination.

Anyway, obviously, I was passing blood when I ran, which scared
me. So, after I got to work that morning, I called my doctor's
office. Dr. Fink was a funny little man with a funny name, but
he was the doctor assigned to me by my HMO, and seemed to be
competent.

The voice of the woman who answered the phone was familiar, but
I couldn't remember why. She asked my name, and why I wanted to
see to see Dr. Fink, and it came back to me. She was the
receptionist who had participated in my humiliation the last
time I visited the doctor. I got in trouble then for being
misleading when I was asked the reason for my visit, so I
decided to tell the truth this time, even though it was
embarrassing discussing it with a woman.

"I'm passing blood."

"From where?"

"My rectum"

"Just a minute." I thought I heard her chuckle before she put me
on hold.

After about 5 minutes, she finally came back. "Dr. Fink is no
longer able to see patients. He is now working under Dr.
Mansoft's supervision, and she has inherited his patients. You
may remember Dr. Mansoft."

I didn't.

"Or at least, you'll remember her boots."

Then I remembered. The image that popped into my head was me
kneeling in the elevator, as ordered by the woman who was now on
the other end of the phone, and kissing the beautiful black high-
heeled boots of the imposing woman doctor, who apparently I was
about to see again, this time professionally. I also remembered
her saying that she wanted to participate in my future training,
and wondered what that meant and if it was about to happen.

Apparently she had somehow gotten Dr. Fink, my wimpy,
overweight, out-of-shape doctor, working under her, and had
taken over his patients. I was wondering how she had gotten
control of Dr. Fink, and what a doctor could be doing working
for another doctor but not seeing patients, when the
receptionist's question brought me back to the present.

"Are you at work?"

"Yes."

"Give me your fax number, and I will fax you the date and time
of your appointment with Dr. Mansoft, along with instructions."

I gave her the number, wondering "What instructions?"

I checked for the fax a couple of times during the day, but it
didn't arrive. I looked once more at quitting time, but no luck,
so I went home.

The next morning I got an unusually cheerful "Good morning" from
our receptionist when I arrived at work. "You have a fax in your
mailbox." accompanied by a big smile.

I picked up the fax and went to my desk to read it.

"Your appointment with Dr. Mansoft is on Friday, at 1:30 PM.
Come to the suite where Dr. Fink's office used to be, and I'll
escort you to Dr. Mansoft's office. Be prompt. Dr. Mansoft does
not tolerate tardiness. The doctor has a dress code that you
must comply with or she will refuse to see you.

These instructions must be followed to the letter"

I was shocked.

"Who does that crazy bitch think she is?", I yelled.

I was about to call and tell them to forget it, when I realized
that,"Who she thinks she is" is the doctor I was going to see if
I wanted my medical problem examined. My HMO wouldn't let me see
another doctor, at least not any time soon. I didn't really have
a choice. I had to play along with this weird woman or I
wouldn't find out why I was passing blood.

I spent parts of the next 2 days shopping for the required
clothes and shoes. The shoes were the hardest to find, since I
wear a size 12. I finally found them at Payless. On the morning
of the appointment, I carefully shaved my legs and put the
panties on before I left home. Every thing else I put in the
car.

Chapter Two is on the DOMestic blog now at:-
http://u4ds.com/2008/05/redoctored.shtml#c004861

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