Fisting a Body Marked by My Sadism
A new submissive arrived to begin his chastity and fisting journey. I did not yet know how beautifully he would mark under the whip.
I love when men are given a large, fine cock only to discover that their true self requires it compressed, denied, locked away. He was one of them.
I fitted the cage, then opened him slowly with a progression of dildos and the lubes I mix myself for serious play. After an hour of stretching, his thighs trembled and his breath caught. So I paused.
In that pause I trained him in service: how to hold a tray, how to stand, how to pour without spilling. He took the instruction with quiet intensity—straight back, eyes lowered, cock locked. Serious raw material, still in need of refinement.
Then the cane and the whip. His first time, and a hidden gift. I paired the cane across his cheeks with the magic wand against the chastity; when his moans rose too eagerly I struck his balls. Far too early in his journey to dream of even a ruined orgasm.
The whip left him striped in red lines that looked like wings, and made his body hotter to take. We returned to larger toys, deeper stretch; this time his flesh understood what was coming. We switched to a lube laced with CBD.
Before he left I gave him brands of toys, cages, and lubes for his weekly practice. He listened carefully while pouring the whisky he had brought me as a gift. He will practice.
Locktober continues. This one is already becoming a favourite.
--------- His take ---------
"The phone call I had with Rocco a few days before had set my expectations and put my nerves to bed. I arrived and was met by him, a big smile and a natural ability to put me at ease.
I was ordered to strip off, I was keen to be in chastity so with his support I was put in a cock cage. We started by talking about his expectations of me and I soon found myself complying without even thinking.
I was ordered to present myself on all fours and Rocco started to stretch me, first with a butt plug, then his hands, then a dildo. He built this up with different lubes and intensity.
I was then ordered to stand, hands against the wall and present my backside. I was shown the cane and then the whip, all the time just wanting to make him happy. I was his slut and happy to be so.
He then ordered me to serve him a drink and get into the service position. I felt like I was where I belonged, serving a superior man while filling my needs as his sub.
We finished the evening with some more anal stretching, building myself up to be an anal slut. My aim is to take his fist and to be his toy when we are together.
It has been a week now and I can’t stop feeling a sense of belonging, and have arranged my next session to explore and expand my limits." [C]
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