The second girl ought to have smelled a rat when her mother (who holds her key) agreed to the deal so quickly, but she thought she was just getting into the Christmas spirit.
Showing posts with label Relative. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Relative. Show all posts
Friday, 23 December 2022
Friday, 2 September 2022
Maybe she has a type
After a while, her new boyfriend convinced her that doing his housework and submitting to frequent and severe corporal punishment would help distract her from her growing frustration. By then, she'd already broken down and agreed to do the same for her ex in the vain hope that he'd show her mercy one day, so it wasn't a big step.
Friday, 8 July 2022
Friday, 19 March 2021
Surely this time will be different
Maybe she'd have better luck if she played hard to get. Well, if not hard, then slightly less easy, but it doesn't help when you're climbing the walls in desperation for stimulation you'll never experience.
Friday, 13 March 2020
Preparing for university
By the time she graduates, she'll be quite the expert, but she still won't be released from the belt.
Friday, 14 February 2020
Update day is Valentine's Day
This year, it just so happens that Valentine's Day falls on a Friday, so I don't need to make an extra caption to celebrate it.
But of course I did anyway:
If she finds the1, she may be surprised to discover that helping him lock her sister in permanent denial actually makes it more likely he'll do the same to her, not less.
But of course I did anyway:
If she finds the1, she may be surprised to discover that helping him lock her sister in permanent denial actually makes it more likely he'll do the same to her, not less.
Friday, 29 November 2019
Assorted captions
These are the last few captions left over from my previous blog, so there's no theme this time.

That's right, my old blog had three hundred followers by the end.
Oh, well, he'll have to make do with seeing her suffer interminable months without relief, instead.

That's all her body hair, not just the rather obvious bush.
She'll know better than to believe the man who controls her orgasms in the future, but she'll still obey every whim he has, because that's the triumph of hope over experience.
Of course he has no idea really, but she's certainly not going to risk lying, just in case.

That's right, my old blog had three hundred followers by the end.
Oh, well, he'll have to make do with seeing her suffer interminable months without relief, instead.
To be honest, having orgasms probably isn't a choice that's available to her.
Now he'll expect her to come top every year.

That's all her body hair, not just the rather obvious bush.
She'll know better than to believe the man who controls her orgasms in the future, but she'll still obey every whim he has, because that's the triumph of hope over experience.
Of course he has no idea really, but she's certainly not going to risk lying, just in case.
Friday, 21 June 2019
Submission is relative
A girl's orgasms can be controlled by any one of her relatives, or even by one of her lover's relatives, or relative's lovers, if required. Here are some earlier examples:

Some dreams are just too crazy.
I think this caption is even nastier if the uncle is lying about being entrusted with her control codes. She still couldn’t risk it, even if she was 99% sure her loving parents wouldn’t have given him the codes.
When he tells her brother-in-law’s other friends about this, I’m sure they’ll think of plenty of worse things for her to do in return for not helping her get relief.
I can understand why she would think it was a good deal, until she finds out that agreeing to be locked in a TTcB for one day is the same as agreeing to be locked permanently and submit to any other torment the keyholder can imagine, as long as he has the control codes.

I think it’s a good thing when parents can talk to their children about sex without embarrassment. Of course, in this case the girls are both grown up and left school shortly before the Control Gel entered their lives.

Some dreams are just too crazy.
I think this caption is even nastier if the uncle is lying about being entrusted with her control codes. She still couldn’t risk it, even if she was 99% sure her loving parents wouldn’t have given him the codes.
When he tells her brother-in-law’s other friends about this, I’m sure they’ll think of plenty of worse things for her to do in return for not helping her get relief.
I can understand why she would think it was a good deal, until she finds out that agreeing to be locked in a TTcB for one day is the same as agreeing to be locked permanently and submit to any other torment the keyholder can imagine, as long as he has the control codes.

I think it’s a good thing when parents can talk to their children about sex without embarrassment. Of course, in this case the girls are both grown up and left school shortly before the Control Gel entered their lives.
I’m sure her son agrees that mother knows best.
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Control Gel,
In-Law,
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