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Since January 1st 2018 I have been locked up for 231 Days - 73% of the year so far. Longest time locked - 48 days. Current time locked: 44 days.
Notable Erection
Cause: Lovely Redheaded woman on the bus.
With her braided hair and glasses, she is the image of the Sexy Librarian.
The sight of her set my mind wandering and sparked the following fantasy while my lust strained against its cage.
“That’s Enough Young man!”
My friends and I had gathered at the local library to work on a school project. We’d been getting sidetracked all afternoon and the librarian was sick of our noisy outbursts.
Playing for a laugh, I exclaimed “What are we being too loud for the books? We wouldn’t want to hurt their delicate ears!”
“Oh you’re not bothering the books, you little twat! You’ve disturbed the concentration of the people trying to read them.”
The librarian reached over and grabbed me by the collar.
“I think I need to teach you a little lesson about respect.”
She dragged me out of my seat with surprising force. Stunned, I sheepishly followed behind her.
She pulled me into a back room and locked the door behind her.
“If you insist on being loud, this is the perfect room for it. It’s fully sound-proofed so our book-binding machine won’t disturb our patrons.”
The librarian took a seat next to a desk and picked up a ruler off of it.
“Come over here and take off your trousers.”
“What?!” I exclaimed, incredulously.
“I said: Take. Off. Your. Trousers! Unless you want to call your Mother and have her come down here. What’s more embarrassing? Dropping your trousers for me here in this private room or being a grown boy who needs his Mommy to come pick him up because he’s been a naughty boy?”
Having quickly considered my options, I unbuckled my belt and let my trousers drop to the floor.
“Good Boy. Underpants too”
I looked at her, pleading “Really?”
She nodded sternly.
With a sigh I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my underpants and quickly slid them off. The room was cold and I hurried to cover my quickly shrinking manhood.
She slapped my hand with the ruler. “No, no, Silly Boy. Hands behind your back.”
She poked and prodded my penis with her ruler.
“That’s it?” She laughed mockingly. “You don’t really measure up do you? There’s hardly enough there to even call it a cock.”
My hips jumped back as she gave the head of my penis a little slap with the ruler.
“Alright. Time for your punishment.” She slapped her hand with her ruler.
“Turn around. Bend over and keep your hands on the table. If you lift your hands I’ll have to start over, Understand?”
I nodded meekly, turned, and placed my hands on the table.
As soon as I put my hands on the table I felt a sharp sting as the librarian struck my bottom. I jumped, my hand instinctively reaching back to caress the hurt.
She shouted “What did I say? Hands On The Table!” and smacked my ass with the ruler again.
Smarting, I had no choice but to put my hands down and comply.
“Good. Now let’s try this again”
*Smack*
*Slap*
*Whack*
She started to work up a steady rhythm, varying the intensity of her strokes.
After a couple of minutes of striking, she grabbed me by the hair and whispered in my ear “Repeat after me”
*Thwack"
“I’m A Naughty Boy!”
“I’m a naughty boy!”
*clap*
“I was Loud and Disrespectful!”
“I was loud and disrespectful.”
*Wham*
“I deserve to be Punished!”
“I deserve to be punished.”
*Pow*
"I need to be Trained to be a Good Boy!”
“I NEED to be trained to be a Good Boy.”
*Smack*
“Please Train Me Mistress!”
“Please Train me Mistress!”
*Slap*
She relented, her assault on my backside finally finished.
“Good Boy. Turn back around and keep your hands behind your back.”
She turned to her desk and rummaged through the drawers. She pulled out a little pink piece of plastic and a small brass lock.
“From now on you’re going to call me Mistress. This is a chastity cage. It’s going to help me teach you how to behave properly. You’re going to wear it from now on.”
She turned back to me and quickly slid the cage over my still shrivelled cock, locking it on before I could become aroused by her touch.
I inquired “How long do I have to wear it for?”
“I haven’t decided yet. I expect your complete obedience and a marked improvement in your behaviour before I’ll consider unlocking you.”
She tugged at the cage and patted my balls.
“Now get dressed. You can come back next week for more training”
“You mean I have to stay locked until next weekend!”
“Oh sweetie! I said come back in a week. I never said I’d unlock you!”
She pushed me out of the book binding room and hollered before closing the door behind me “Be a good boy for me! I’ll see you next week.”
Follow my chastity journal
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