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Dear Bizarre readers,
Who doesn’t love an afternoon of girl talk? Yeah, me neither – unless the girl in question is January Seraph, who’s enjoyed a meteoric rise to the top of the LA pro-dom ladder. Not long ago, we were chatting about her new, wildly-equipped dungeon, her upcoming trip to the Persian Gulf, and the countless pleas she’s received from men wishing to serve her in a full-time capacity.
You can imagine how many hilarious losers and crackpots she had to wade through before narrowing the list to a few decent candidates. One of the most promising applicants (we’ll call him ‘X’) lives halfway across the country but is willing to relocate, if it pleases her.
Hitting X’s Spot
Professional dominatrices don’t take on personal slaves lightly. It’s like hiring an employee – you need to check their CV and references, interview them, and make sure they’re willing to dress for the job (bollock weights and spiked testicle divider, anyone?). The potential slave must be sincere and devoted, his interests must mesh with his Mistress’s, and his temperament must be agreeable. But how to assess such things to effectively weed out chumps and weaklings?
January decided the best test was to meet X and bolt his cock into an inescapable chastity device. Horrified, he explained that he had an event to attend in a couple of weeks – he couldn’t be wearing it then… please, Mistress! His concerns duly noted, the padlock clicked shut and he lost all control.
Cock Locked
I pumped January for details and found that her interest in male chastity mirrors mine. Erotic power exchange feels intensely sexy to her. For a man to give her control of his most valued part speaks volumes about his respect and adoration of her.
Imagine: this beautiful woman comes along and locks your sad little pecker away. The cruel device is unyielding and you can’t get hard, let alone play with yourself. You can feel it 24-hours a day, you know she holds the key, and it drives you wild. It’d make your dick as hard as granite, except – urk!
Over a day, a week, a fortnight, X learned about surrender and patience. January was very aware of the time frame and at the last moment before X’s event, after his frantic texting, she revealed the location of the key – hidden right under his nose. He’s now one step closer to full-time service.
Think you’re up to the job yourself? Well, look out, boys! Nothing says, “I own you, bitch” like a cage around your cock.
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