Miss FLR - Learn the Lifestyle
Pain eased each day. Pissing was difficult. Balls bursting. Ladies were topless most of the time. Miss has belly button jewelry.
"Tiny. Pussy is going to help you with your studies. Be a good boy this week and I'll take you to a party on the weekend."
Learned chores and routines. Each day Bitch(Pussy) had me study on a tablet. Discovered piercing is a reverse Prince Albert. 4 to 6 weeks to recover. Most of the things I was assigned to read were on LGBTQ+ sites catering to females. Not FLR sites. Articles female focused. How-tos and advice for Poly relationships. And sex for females. What women want in foreplay. Body worship. Oral. And was required to listen to FLR training audios.
Cum and I shared a converted walk-in closet. His cage locked to a chain bolted to the floor at night. Sound came on occasionally at night. Miss being pleasured by Pussy. Miss is loud during orgasms. Whimpered begging by Pussy. She was denied too.
Saturday morning Miss had Cum put me in a different cage. Bright pink plastic. A little bigger. Slot in the head allowed for the Prince Albert ring.
Two ladies and I went to Central park to jog. Was outfitted in tight black spandex shorts. Anyone close would see the cage outline. Fortunately most people didn't take notice. Runners in small groups are all over the park drive.
Miss led us halfway around then changed to a walk across the park. Stopped at a rock outcropping. Ladies sat and Miss pointed for me to sit on the ground in front of them.
"Remove our shoes. Clean and massage feet." Christ we were only 10 yards from the well traveled path. Removed shoes and went to work.
Miss only had nylon socks on. Feet were sweaty and smelly. Licked them clean then sucked toes while massaging the arches.
"Taste good?" "Yes Miss thank you." She smiled down. Switched to Bitch's feet. Bad taste. Maybe the extra spicy food she eats?
Three college age women came over. Chattered as they approached. Led by a statuesque blond. Queen bee.
Miss "Good morning ladies."
"Good morning. Is he your simp?"
"No he is my husband. And submissive." Was blushing and dick twitched.
"Is he a foot freak?"
"No I like it. So he does too."
"Savage. Can he do us too?" Giggles.
"Perhaps another time." They exchanged numbers.
"Tiny stand up. Remember your manners."
Met with OMGs and pointing.
"Shit she has him caged!"
"That's fire!" Off they went. Embarrassed and turned on. Those girls were my daughters' age. Disturbing.
We walked home. Bitch and I both holding a hand.
"Tiny we live out and proud. Prudent and respectful of others in public. But we do not hide."
Back home coffee and breakfast. Me sitting on the floor between them.
"You have questions. Ask."
"Your daughter?"
"She'll be home soon. Finishing some studies in France."
"Does she know all of this?"
"She is nineteen and a member of this family. Of course she knows. That question adds to punishment."
Saturday afternoon is the weekly 'reflection' time. Punishment for sub males.
"Tiny you are off to a slow start." Said with a slight frown. Had me kneeling.
"The little penis head ring is a sign of our marriage. Makes me happy. So the pain from it should make you happy. When you wince it is disrespectful. Embrace it and be joyful because it pleases me." Female logic? Dominant logic?
"Blushing and being embarrassed by our being out is unacceptable. Don't you want our marriage to succeed? Be thrilled when three young women approach us in the park. Or anywhere. Smile and be grateful. You are my beta sub husband. Show off how proud you are to be my caged tiny boy. It pleases me." Nodded yes.
"Pussy ten strokes. Take it easy. Stay still and quiet Tiny." Pussy got a large leather paddle. Swung down and hit top of my ass. Not gentle at all. Hurt a lot but was able to stay calm and neutral. Miss leaned forward and looked right in my eyes.
"Good boy. This hurts me more than you."
Sunday AM another early jog in the park. Mentally prepared myself for another humiliating exposure. Nobody seemed to notice us.
Back home "Tiny here's your outfit. Introduction party this afternoon. Switch to the metal cage." Handed me a small white string jock strap. Changed cages and struggled into the jock. Sizes too small. Back string wedged tightly between butt cheeks. Cup portion stretched over the cage and was effectively see through.
Miss watched me smiling. Got to watch Pussy eat her, close up. She was very turned on. Penis and balls dying for release.
Wore a loose shirt and sandals for the walk to her friend's place. Like you might do at the beach over a swimsuit. Inches from exposure. Miss kept an eye out as we walked the blocks hand in hand.
"Tonya is my dearest friend. Her kids were in my high school. She guided and mentored me. Her hubby was my divorce attorney." Her grin was a mile wide. Guess that is where her money came from?