🔐 Penis & Anal Control – Two Gates, One Mistress

A man is not truly submissive until he surrenders both ends.
His arousal. His shame. His pleasure. His fear.

Penis and anal control is the art of locking down the two most intimate parts of his identity—and then slowly teaching him that neither belongs to him anymore.

They are no longer his. They are Hers. To deny. To tease. To torment. To train.

And once that control is complete, he is no longer a man. He is a toy. A pet. A perfectly broken slave.

🔐 Cock Control – Hard But Hopeless

His cock twitches. She laughs.

Because the cage prevents erection. Or worse—allows it, but punishes him for it.

She might use:

Whatever the tool, the rule is simple:
"You do not get hard unless I say so."

And if he does? He pays. With pain. With denial. With shame.

She teases him mercilessly: A brush of Her leg. A whisper in his ear. A forbidden moan on a speaker.

His body responds. The cage tightens. His breath quickens.

But his hands? They are tied. His rights? They are revoked.

🍑 Anal Control – Her Key to Your Core

Anal submission isn’t about penetration. It’s about power.

It begins with training:

She uses plugs that vibrate with Her commands. She shocks him when he misbehaves. She makes him wear them out in public.

And he obeys. Because the feeling of fullness is Her presence inside him.

"You're plugged, therefore you are Mine."

And he will blush. Twitch. Clench. Because She’s not just in his thoughts. She’s in his ass.

🔐 Dual Domination – The Lock and The Plug

Chastity in front. Plug in back. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. No escape.

Every movement reminds him: He is filled. He is caged. He is hers.

He walks with caution. He breathes carefully. He begs constantly.

Because every moment is a whisper of discomfort. A shout of ownership.

🍑 Humiliation & Helplessness

She inspects him. Like a specimen. Spread knees. Caged cock. Glistening plug.

She laughs. Takes photos. Shows him the mirror.

"Look what you've become."
"Look what I’ve made you."

And he doesn’t feel shame. He feels seen.

Because this isn’t degradation. It’s clarity.

He is finally where he belongs: Bound. Blushing. Beautifully broken.

🔐 Training Protocols

She has him wear it daily. Longer each week.

She schedules prostate milking. Orgasm control routines. Anal stretching charts.

Every clamp. Every plug. Every denied erection— is a lesson.

And he learns quickly. Because She rewards obedience with touch. And punishes arrogance with tightening.

🍑 Remote Torture – Her Power, His Pain

She owns a remote. He wears the device.

She might buzz his prostate in public. Shock his cock during dinner. Turn his pleasure into panic while he’s shopping.

He doesn’t know when. He only knows who.

She. Controls. Everything.

And he loves it. Because every button press is a reminder that She hasn’t forgotten him. She’s thinking of him. She’s owning him.

🔐 The Mind Behind the Flesh

This isn’t about genitals. This is about identity.

He doesn’t masturbate anymore. He doesn’t touch himself.

He doesn’t need porn. He only needs permission.

His cock is trained. His ass is trained. His mind is trained. To obey. To ache. To serve.

🍑 Ceremony of Release

When She finally unlocks him. Removes the plug. Cleans him.

She smiles. He cries. He thanks Her.

Not because he’s free. But because he was worthy of the experience.

Because nothing makes him feel more real—than being completely controlled.

And when he’s empty? He longs to be filled again.

When he’s soft? He longs to be denied again.

He’s not a man anymore. He’s a property.

Marked. Trained. Owned.

🔐 Forever Hers.