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I’ve been following the Mansion forums intermittently for a while, but haven’t contributed as much as I should. I figured it was high time to kick off my own thread and share some of the enjoyable experiences from recent times B)
My husband went away on business last week, so I issued him a decree: no release until he returned home. I dropped subtle hints about what awaited him upon his return, driving him nearly mad by Friday’s end. Kudos to him for holding out! When he came back, I greeted him at the train station dressed in a short skirt, stockings with suspenders, and knee-high boots. He seemed to approve:D
Once we were home, I stripped him down, gagged and blindfolded him, then strapped him securely to the bed. My plan was to finally give him all those things he’d requested over the years, but strictly on my terms, with no chance for second thoughts after his release.
First, I applied hair-removal cream across his chest, legs, buttocks, arms, and underarms, shaving everything around his crotch. I allowed a brief break for him to rinse off in the shower before strapping him back down. Next up were trimming his eyebrows and gluing on substantial breastforms. We had recently purchased some hardcore adhesive, highly recommended by the trans community, which is strong enough to keep those forms attached for days (and it truly works).
I teased him relentlessly while explaining that I’d packed away all his male attire and footwear during his absence, locking them in the basement where he has no access. Then I read out a list of rules—my rules—which he had to follow, securing his agreement.
He got some short relief during dinner, but afterward, I brought him close to multiple peaks before mounting him myself. It was clear this would be the final time for quite a while that I’d ride him. This intensified his excitement; let’s just say, you could certainly tell he had abstained all week;)
After untying him, I handed over his CB6000 and gave him a ten-minute window. That was one of my specific rules. He looked genuinely surprised (and quietly delighted) that I’d gone through with it, but I reminded him he didn’t have much alternative—he had agreed to everything, lacked proper clothes in the flat, and now sported large breastforms held firmly in place. He was under my command. Once locked inside his device, I also informed him that both keys for his chastity padlock were sitting in my office, meaning no escape for several days.
After further teasing and a few orgasms of my own, we went to sleep with him spooning me behind, my caged possession resting snugly against mine -_-
.. to be continued.