Rented On Tinder – A True Femdom Story

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I would like to tell you about an experience that happened in my life a few days ago. I am still totally perplexed and can not believe that it really happened. Again and again, I find myself reading the chat history on my smartphone to make a comparison with reality.

It all started not even two months ago when I met a new mistress on BDSM.com. Rarely have I experienced such an intelligent and dominant woman, who from the beginning clearly marked out our positions and left no doubt that it was her intention to get complete control over me.

For me, it was a constant battle between the submissive side in me, which wanted to be unconditionally obedient to her, and my previous limits, which were stretched far.

During our first meeting, I already had to leave my comfort zone. I am actually not a friend of public games or humiliations. But the mistress had rather little acceptance for that. I was either ready to suffer for her and expand my horizons, or I had to look for another mistress. She was only willing to start something new with loyal slaves. Therefore, she tested potential slaves, in their candidate phase, on heart and kidneys.

So, I was allowed to accompany her to our first meeting in a public sauna and spa facility. In itself, of course, this was a huge honor, because I was allowed to see the mistress, who was extraordinarily beautiful and already completely undressed when we met. The problem was, however, that I had to wear a chastity cage with nasty spikes, of course. Man can certainly imagine what a great humiliation it was for me to have to walk around among all the naked people with this part around my penis.

Of course, my mistress challenged me to the utmost by giving me humiliating tasks and orders in front of everyone present. I would have loved to sink into the ground. The highlight was certainly the moment when I was allowed to give her a peeling in the sauna. So, I could touch her divine, naked body, even if only the arms. In the process, of course, the cage around my penis began to hurt so much that I had to exert all my mental strength not to writhe in pain. But this experience would be enough material for a story on its own, this I will write down at a later time.

After I had completed all the exams, I was happy to finally be in the locker room putting on my clothes. But the truly scary moment of the day came when we were about to leave the spa.

My mistress told me that she wanted to keep the keys to my cage for the time being because this had not been a real test worthy of serving such a pretty woman. Only when I have proven that I also render unconditional obedience to every other woman would I understand what it means to be a good slave.

Soon she would give me plenty of opportunities to do so, but for now it was time to say goodbye. She would contact me in due course and I was not to get the idea to bug her about the cage, under her rule – chastity should become a habit for me.

With this last hint, she turned around and left me standing on the sidewalk with my mouth open. I saw her disappear in a cab and could not yet grasp the implications of her words.

When I had arrived home I already felt a little queasy. Actually, throughout the whole day I was planning to allow some time for myself after all the exertions, but the cage now prevented that.

The following night was also characterized by superficial sleep and sweet dreams. I tried everything possible to get the cage off. Not even a cold shower could help, the damn ring was just too tight. In addition, the spikes were bent inward so that the cage was easy to put on, but when I pulled it off, the effect of a barb came into play, so it was impossible for me to remove it.

I had no choice but to go to work with this handicap. Completely unfocused, the hours passed me by, when during my lunch break a message finally came in from the mistress. Of course, I had already checked my phone what felt like 1000 times looking for such a message.

“I want you to send me 5 pictures of yourself:

* 1x full body, only with underpants and without face

* 1x full body in suit, without face

* 1x leisure photo, full body, again without face

* 2x current selfies

To be done by tonight. Your Goddess!”

Of course, I couldn’t make any sense of this at first. During the lunch break, I gathered all the necessary pictures on my smartphone and, as instructed, cut away the face on three of the pictures.

Then I heard nothing more from my mistress. She let me stew again and thus brought my eggs to boil.

I believe that I do not need to tell how, in addition to my horniness, my curiosity plagued me above all. My nerves were tense to the breaking point.

Then finally came the redemption (or rather that’s what I thought at first) when I saw that I had been sent several pictures by my tormentor.

When I opened the messages, they were all screenshots from her smartphone. I had to look twice before I understood what was going on.

They were screenshots of a Tinder profile. The profile pictures were all mine. There were the three pictures without a face. The description on the profile was as follows:

Submissive slave for rent!

The pictured man is my submissive slave and is lent for all tasks. He can clean your house, lick your pussy, or just take you out for a nice dinner. This profile is managed by his mistress. If you want to know more, or see face pictures, just swipe right. I will discuss everything with you further.

P.S. the slave wears a chastity cage, only if you want I will send you the key before your meeting. So you do not need to be afraid of him. He is like a tiger without teeth.

This picture was also in the profile
Caption: Control his sexuality too.

It took me a few seconds to fully understand what was going on. It also shocked me so much that I had to sit down for a moment.

“Do I understand correctly?”

She wanted to lend me out to wildly strange ladies on the Internet? Without me having a say? That is, if this profile were to match a work colleague, then she would get a face photo and could book me for any services?

I was now directly sick with fright. Especially because my mistress added: “I hope you like the profile. It goes without saying that you will only be released from your cage if one of the ladies frees you from it. So you should put in a good effort. Haha, this is something of a fairy tale.”

“By the way, I already have 4 prospective customers. In any case, keep the entire weekend free, I’ll probably send you on several dates.”

To be continued…..

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