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Hi there, Ms Becky here, ready to subject you to captivity hell. Did you think that you were a free boy, allowed to play and spray anytime you wanted to? Well I have fucking news for you- that cockmeat is about to be shoved into a cage and kept there- so I always know exactly where to find you. I know you want to pretend that you are just like the other boys, but we both know the truth- you crave to be held down, caged, and controlled like a little bitch. I know that you can't be trusted to not play with your cock and try to milk out all that seed like a pathetic fucking whore- but no worries, that's why I am going to lock you, so you aren't tempted to be a naughty nasty hand fucker. Cause you would, wouldn't you? Reach down there inbetween your legs and start stroking that dirty nasty meatstick as soon as I wasn't looking, make a sticky cummy mess everywhere.

Don't you want to make me happy, sweet boy? Don't you want to learn how to be a good fucking subby boy for me? You can't do that will a free range cock, I'll tell you that much. No, boys like you belong pussy free and in a cage lest your silly boy brain tells you to rub one out without permission, yeah? So until you can get some fucking control over that swollen, leaky man cunt, in the cage is where you'll stay.

Did you know that when you are caged long term, it can permanently shrink that cock? Isn't that simply a delicious idea? Shrinking that cock into gooey little nublet that no women will ever want to ride- bffr, there weren't any takers as is LOL. There are even reports of people formerly known as male being unable to even get that bubblegum stick hard!

So you've been warned, yes? If I want you to have a tiny fucking little nublet, soft as bubblegum, unable to do anything but twitch and dribble, that's exactly what you'll have. Understood?

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Hunting/Being Captured

by Ms. Ryan of


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.


Being Captured: There is No Escaping My Captivity


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.


Captivity Mistress’s Pet


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…