Hi, guys. I'm Riley, and I've always wanted a pet. A human pet, to be exact. One I can keep in a cage by my desk as I work and write. One I can take out from time to time to amuse me.
I'm pretty sure this is the best place to look for one of those. That's what brings me here. What brings you here, then? Are you looking for an owner to cage you? Would you like to remove most of your autonomy so that you can be subservient all the time? I sure hope so because if that's the case, I think you and I will get along just fine!
I think if you've found your way to this site, it's probably something you've been thinking about for a while. You like the idea of a Mistress taking total control of you and using you for her pleasure. You don't want to have to think. You don't want to have to make decisions. You simply want to serve and be obedient. And I think those are wonderful traits for a man to have!
Now, you won't be kept in physical captivity the whole time. You'll be mentally captive to me at all times, of course, but that's a little bit different. Your whole thought process will change to thinking of nothing but pleasing me. And that will make you very happy, indeed! (And me, too, for that matter.) But you won't constantly be caged or in bondage. You'll probably run free pretty often, in fact, so that you can have an easier time of bringing me things I need or what have you. But you'll be collared all the time, and you'll never forget what that means--that you belong only to me!
You will, however, be caged or in bondage for playtime. And I'm one of those ladies who likes a lot of playtime! Imagine being tied to a chair for an interrogation session with your captivity Mistress. You'd be tied and blindfolded, but no gag because I expect you to talk. And I have many ways of teasing and tormenting you to make you talk for me!
Or perhaps I'll have you serve me as a human pet. As I mentioned earlier, I do love teasing and tormenting, so better get ready for that. You can also worship my body or stroke yourself for my entertainment or eat your own cum for me. There are so many options when it comes to the various ways I can have you serve me.
So what do you think? Does a life of service and captivity sound like just what you're looking for? If so, I would love to hear from you and play with you. I bet we can have a great time together, you as pet and me as Mistress. So go ahead and grab your phone and give me, Ms. Riley, a call. I can't wait to capture you!
by Ms. Ryan of www.captivityhell.com
Let’s talk about hunting and being captured.
Students of literature and film will agree when I say that the “evil hunter whose favorite prey is humans” trope is a popular one. It shows up so often that I daresay it hardly counts as a plot twist anymore when our unsuspecting protagonist falls into a sinister game of hide-and-seek with some evil landowner.
Of course, it usually ends badly for said unsuspecting protagonist. Hunters almost always have the advantage over their prey, and that tends to be the deciding factor for the poor soul who stumbled into game.
But what if I told you that there is indeed a way for such captivity games to end in a much more pleasurable manner than they normally do in films and books? When a Femdom Mistress is the one running the show, there’s no reason that things have to end tragically.
Oh, yes, I do love the idea of a manhunt. I can hardly deny that. But it’s what I do with them after I’ve found them that makes for a happy ending.
Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, though. The hunt itself can be rather titillating in its own right. Can you imagine being out in the middle of nowhere–in the forest, the prairie, the jungle, the swamp, the desert, wherever–cut off from civilisation and being hunted by a cunning and resourceful woman (i.e., me)? You’d probably be naked as well, but if I were feeling generous, I’d at least let you have shoes. You’d also get a head start, just for the sake of being sporting.
As you make your way through the area, trying to make the most of the head start you’ve been given, you’d naturally be worried about what was going to happen to you. You’d hope against hope that you could get away, of course, but you’d also have to be realistic as well. I have every advantage in this game; therefore, there’s not much of a chance that you’ll be able to escape my captivity.
Don’t worry too much, little quarry of mine. I’m not going to shoot you and hang you up in my trophy room or anything disturbing like that. A dominant woman like me is hardly going to toss a man who might make a good slave aside. Oh, no. If–when–I catch you, I’m going to take you back into my luxurious home, keep you in captivity, and make you into a good little pet for my amusement. You can join my harem, made up of all those who came before you and were caught in their version of this hunt.
I won’t tell you that beforehand, though. No, I’ll let your mind think up whatever horrifying scenarios it wants…partly because that, too, is amusing to me and also partly because you wouldn’t try very hard to escape me if you knew the truth. And there’s really nothing less fun than a prize won with little effort involved.
So what do you think? Would you like to be the spoils of my hunt? Welcome to captivity hell…