Roll of The Dice

After her shower, Vanessa made her way downstairs wearing her silk nightie and robe, the soft fabric caressing her skin with each step. She poured herself a glass of wine, the rich, velvety liquid swirling in the glass as she settled in, feeling relaxed and content. Picking up her phone, she scrolled through the apps until she found the Nyx Solutions app, her fingers tapping the screen with anticipation.

Logging in, Vanessa's eyes were drawn to the dashboard, where an image of the collar she had bought for Jack was prominently displayed. Her mind drifted back to the night she found the website, a memory that still sent a thrill of excitement through her. It was late in the morning, and she had spent an hour browsing a forum for female-led relationships when she received an invitation to a private chat.

Initially, Vanessa thought it would be some oddball who had stumbled onto the forum, but she was wrong. The invitation came from a woman named Christine, who explained that she was part of a group of women who believed in Female Domination at all levels of society. Christine revealed that they had chapters all around the world, a global network of women working to reclaim power and control.

Christine explained that she worked in their R&D department, focusing on male chastity and physical and remote control. Vanessa was captivated by the conversation, her curiosity sparked by the possibilities ahead. The more she learned, the more she realized this was exactly what she had been searching for—a community of like-minded women who understood her deep desires and could give her the tools and knowledge to turn them into reality.

As Vanessa sipped her wine, her thoughts wandered to the potential of the Nyx Solutions app and the collar waiting for Jack. She knew that with just a few more adjustments, she could have him completely under her control, and the thought made a wave of power and satisfaction flow through her.

Christine asked where Vanessa was from, and Vanessa replied that she was in the Medway Towns, in Kent. Christine said she knew the area well, but didn't provide more details. Instead, she sent Vanessa a link to an exclusive website, which made Vanessa even more curious.

As they continued talking, Christine explained that once Vanessa created an account and logged in, she could enter her postcode into a search tool. This tool would show if there were any advocates nearby. Vanessa asked about this, and Christine clarified that advocates were existing customers willing to demonstrate the products in real-world situations. This level of service and community involvement was impressive, and Vanessa found herself increasingly interested in the world Christine was describing.

While chatting with Christine, Vanessa took the opportunity to visit the website. She found the link to the code needed to activate the Apple app after downloading it, and her excitement grew with each step. The smooth integration of information and support left her feeling both empowered and part of something much bigger than herself.

As their conversation wrapped up, Vanessa thanked Christine for her insight and resources. She couldn't shake the feeling that this was just the beginning of an exciting journey—one where she could fully explore her desires, backed by a community of like-minded people.

Later that day, Vanessa entered her postcode into the app's search feature, her heart pounding with anticipation. Almost instantly, she found a match—a woman named Sally in the Chatham area, just a short drive away. The nearby location was both exciting and convenient, and Vanessa couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the possibility of connecting with someone so close.

Vanessa left her phone number, hoping that Sally would get in touch soon. To her delight, she received a call back within an hour. The timing was perfect, and Vanessa felt a mix of nervousness and excitement as she answered the call, eager to see where this new connection might lead.

After her phone call with Sally, Vanessa became even more interested in the products offered by Nyx Solutions. Sally described in vivid detail how she had taken control of her marriage to David, mainly using the collar and cock cage supplied by the company. While Sally admitted the products were costly, she assured Vanessa that programs were available to make them more affordable. She offered to explain these programs further, her enthusiasm infectious.

Sally invited Vanessa over that evening to see the collar and cage in action, and Vanessa, unable to resist the temptation, found herself parked outside Sally's house in Chatham just five hours later. She took a deep breath, preparing herself for what was ahead, and stepped out of her car. With purposeful steps, she walked up the short walkway to the front door and rang the bell.

The door opened, revealing Sally, an attractive woman with a warm, inviting smile. Her presence was both friendly and slightly intimidating, a perfect mix of hospitality and authority. Vanessa felt a blend of excitement and nerves as she stood there, ready to enter a world where dominance and control were the norm.

"Vanessa?" Sally said as she opened the door, her voice warm and inviting. Vanessa smiled, a mix of nervousness and excitement flickering across her face. "Hi, Sally," she replied, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach.

Sally smiled in return and stepped aside, signaling her to follow with a graceful gesture. "Go through to the kitchen, and we'll see about getting you a drink," she said, motioning toward the end of the hall. Vanessa followed the direction, her heels clicking softly against the floor as she headed to the kitchen.

Once they were settled at the kitchen counter, Sally asked Vanessa what she wanted to drink. Vanessa chose coffee, wanting to stay sharp for the conversation ahead. Sally nodded in approval and started making the coffee.

As they sat together, Sally began to share her story. "My marriage to David had turned into something boring," she started, her voice a mix of reflection and determination. "I had a choice: finish with him and start over, or find a way to reignite the spark. But then I found the kind of stuff he was looking at on the net, and a completely different plan came to mind."

Vanessa listened carefully, her curiosity sharpening. Sally went on, her eyes shining with a mix of pride and authority. "Within two months, he was broken at my heel. It was incredible, the way he transformed from a bored husband into an obedient slave. The collar and cock cage were key to that transformation. They gave me the control I needed, and he had no choice under my dominance."

Sally leaned in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "I can show you how it's done, Vanessa. I can teach you the techniques and the psychology behind it all. You'll see how easy it is to bend a man to your will, to make him crave your control and submission."

Vanessa felt a rush of excitement, her mind buzzing with possibilities. This was exactly what she had been looking for—a guide, a mentor who could show her the way to the power and control she so desperately sought.

"Would you like to meet it?" Sally asked, a playful glint in her eye. "It?" Vanessa questioned, her brow furrowing slightly in confusion.

Sally smiled, a knowing curve forming on her lips. "You'll see that after a while, after they've given in completely, it's hard to see them as who they were anymore. But the thing is, the power is addictive, so in a sense, you're tied to it as much as it is tied to you."

Vanessa's eyes widened as she understood the deeper meaning behind Sally's words. She was talking about more than just a product or a tool; she was describing a transformation, a shift in dynamics that went beyond the physical. The power Sally held over David was not just a means of control but a bond, a connection that was as intoxicating for her as it was frightening for him.

Sally rose, her movements elegant and purposeful. "Come with me," she said, guiding Vanessa out of the kitchen and down a hallway. "I want to show you something that will change your world."

Vanessa followed Sally into the lounge, her footsteps softly echoing on the wooden floor. The room was dimly lit, creating an intimate, tense atmosphere of anticipation. Sally indicated for Vanessa to sit in an armchair, its plush cushions inviting and comfortable. Vanessa settled in, her body tense with a mixture of excitement and nervousness.

As Vanessa sat in the armchair, Sally reached into her pocket and pulled out a sleek, modern-looking key fob. She handed it to Vanessa, her fingers brushing against the cool metal. Vanessa took the fob, her eyes immediately fixed on the three buttons—two numbered and one red, each promising a different level of command.

"Go ahead and push button one," Sally instructed, her voice low. Vanessa hesitated briefly, her thumb hovering over the button, then pressed it firmly. The room fell silent for a moment, and soft footsteps echoed on the stairs, growing louder with each step. There was a gentle tap on the lounge door, even though it was already open.

"Enter," Sally commanded, her eyes never leaving Vanessa's, a silent challenge in her gaze. The door swung open, and a naked man stepped into the room, his movements fluid and graceful despite his vulnerability. He took one step inside then fell to his knees, crawling toward Sally with a mix of submission and devotion. He kissed her feet, his lips pressing softly against her skin, before backing away to wait for further instructions.

Vanessa hoped the shock didn't show on her face as she observed the scene before her. The man was wearing a collar, a black leather band around his neck, and a matching black cage confined his penis, a clear sign of his submission and Sally's control. The sight was both intimidating and arousing.

"Go and welcome our guest," Sally ordered, her voice mixed with dominance and amusement. The man turned and crawled toward Vanessa, his movements slow and deliberate. He kissed her feet, his touch gentle and reverent, then backed away to the center of the room, his body tense with anticipation.

"Stand up, hands behind your back," Sally ordered, her voice firm and unyielding. David complied instantly, his movements precise and obedient as he rose to his feet and placed his hands behind his back, his body tense with anticipation.

Sally opened a drawer in the small side table beside her chair and took out a leather blindfold, its surface smooth and firm. She stood up and moved behind David, her steps quiet and deliberate. With a quick, smooth motion, she slipped the blindfold over his eyes, adjusting it carefully to make sure he was completely blindfolded, his world reduced to darkness and the sounds of their voices.

"Would you like to examine them?" Sally asked Vanessa, gesturing gracefully toward the cage and collar. "Then I can give you a quick rundown of the controls," she continued, her eyes shining with a mix of excitement and pride.

Vanessa stood, understanding the reason behind Sally's actions. It would be less intimidating for her if he weren't looking at her, if his focus were solely on the commands and the sensations. She looked around the collar, her brow furrowing slightly as she examined the sleek, unbroken surface. Then, she crouched down, her movements fluid and confident, to get a closer look at the cock cage.

"Do you mind?" Vanessa asked Sally, her fingers hovering over the cage, seeking permission to touch. "No, you go ahead," Sally replied, a pleased smile on her lips. "This girl is a natural," she thought to herself, impressed by Vanessa's curiosity and boldness.

Vanessa's fingers brushed the cool metal of the cage, her touch gentle but curious. She looked up at Sally, her expression uncertain. "I don't see any locks," she said, her voice a mix of confusion and interest.

"All electronic," Sally explained, with satisfaction. "Impossible to open without a code on your app. We'll go through all that in a minute.”

"Impressive," Vanessa thought to herself, her mind racing with the possibilities and complexities of the electronic control system. Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of the front door opening, followed by a cheerful, "Hi honey, I'm home!"

Vanessa looked up at Sally in shock, her eyes wide. "Oh, don't worry," Sally said with a reassuring smile. "That's my friend Marcus." She called out, "In here, hun!"

Vanessa was unsure of what to do, so she remained still, her heart pounding in her chest. A tall, handsome man entered the lounge, his presence commanding and confident. He looked at Sally with a smile, completely ignoring David, who stayed blindfolded and obedient in the middle of the room. Then, his gaze shifted to Vanessa, crouched beside David's caged cock, and he stepped further into the room.

He gave Sally a kiss that left no doubt in Vanessa's mind that they were more than just friends. "Oh, excuse me," he said with a winning smile, his charm as disarming as his good looks. "Darling," Sally said, her voice mixed with affection and irritation, "This is Sally, she's interested in the system. I did tell you I was having a show and tell tonight..."

"Oh, that's right, you did. Sorry," Marcus said, his apology genuine but playful. Sally smiled at him, knowing full well that he had never forgotten anything she told him; his mischievous nature was simply part of his charm.

He bent down toward Vanessa and extended his hand. "Hi, Vanessa, I'm Marcus," he said confidently, his grip firm. Vanessa shook his hand and introduced herself, still trying to process the unexpected turn of events.

"Right, shower for me," Marcus said, his voice trailing off as he blew a kiss to Sally and walked out of the room, heading upstairs. Sally shook her head with a smile, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "You'll have to forgive Marcus," she told Vanessa. "Sometimes he's just like a big kid."

"Shall we continue?" asked Sally. "Would you like a demonstration?" Vanessa stood and smiled, her excitement obvious. This was exactly why she had come—to see it in action, to experience the power and control firsthand.

Sally motioned for Vanessa to sit beside her, her movements graceful and inviting. "Firstly, the fob," Sally began, her voice low and confident. "It can be configured any way you want using the app, but this has been the most productive for me."

She picked up the fob, her fingers brushing against the cool metal as she pointed to the buttons and explained their functions. "I have button one and two set to the collar and cage. I have them set to a mild buzz. I use them as call buttons; they work perfectly, as you witnessed earlier."

Vanessa nodded, recalling how David had come down almost immediately after she pressed button one. The system’s efficiency and precision were impressive, and she couldn't wait to see more.

"Press the red one for me, Vanessa," Sally instructed. Vanessa reached out, her hand steady as she pressed the red button, her heart pounding with anticipation and nerves.

As soon as the button was pressed, David's body responded instantly. He let out a sharp cry, muscles tensing and back arching as a wave of intense sensation swept through him. His knees buckled, and he fell to the floor, his body writhing and convulsing from the force of the shock.

Vanessa watched in awe, her eyes wide with fascination as she absorbed the raw, unfiltered response. The power was intoxicating, the way she could control and command with just the press of a button. It was a heady feeling, one she knew she would crave more of.

Sally smiled, with a satisfied curve of her lips as she watched David's reaction. "See how effective it is? The red button delivers a more intense stimulus, perfect for punishment or reinforcement. It's all about finding the right balance and using it to your advantage."

Vanessa nodded, her mind racing with possibilities. She could see how this technology might be used to shape and mold, to bend Jack to her will. It was a tool of power, and she was eager to wield it, to explore the depths of control offered.

Sally glanced at Vanessa with a clever glint in her eye, wishing she worked on commission because she knew she had a sale here. "Of course," she told Vanessa, her voice smooth and confident. "I haven't had to use that for some time."

She put down the fob and picked up her phone, her fingers moving effortlessly over the screen. "Have you had a chance to explore the app yet?" she asked Vanessa, her tone casual but expectant.

Just glanced at it really," Vanessa replied, her voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and uncertainty. "I wasn't sure what corresponded with what, so I thought I'd wait for the demonstration.

For the next twenty minutes, Sally demonstrated the various functions and features of the app, her explanations clear and concise. She showed Vanessa how to adjust settings, monitor activity, and even set up custom profiles. It was a thorough overview, leaving Vanessa impressed and eager to explore further.

"Of course," Sally said, her voice tinged with a touch of mischief. "I've saved the best for last; it's my favorite." She tapped an icon on the app and slid the slider close to zero. "David, recite 'Mary Had a Little Lamb,’" she commanded, her tone firm and unwavering.

David spoke softly, almost a whisper, "Yes, Ms. Sally." His voice was barely audible.

“Louder, David. We want to hear you," Sally instructed, her tone brooking no argument.

Mary had a little lamb, its fleece was white as snow," David began, his voice growing stronger with each word. But as he reached the end of the line, a sudden, sharp cry escaped his lips. "Arggghhh!" His hands flew up to the collar, and he collapsed to the floor, his body convulsing with pain.

Sally burst out laughing, her eyes shining with amusement. Vanessa stared at her in shock, trying to process what had just happened.

"I'm sorry, Vanessa," Sally said, her laughter subsiding, but the smile remaining. "I just think that this is the greatest asset of the collar, the silence mode. It stops all that pathetic whining that you tend to get at the beginning of your journey."

Vanessa nodded, a slow smile spreading across her face as she began to understand the full extent of the control she could wield.

"I let him have ten minutes of free time each day to talk in his room, just to keep his vocal cords working properly,” Sally explained in a straightforward tone. "You never know when I might need him to speak."

Vanessa was impressed, feeling that this was definitely the way to move forward. "I've just got a few more things to go over with you," Sally continued, "then we're done. We don't need him here for this."

Sally took a breath and turned to David. "Go to your room. You've spoken tonight, so you are on lockdown until you are summoned." David obeyed instantly, removing the blindfold and kneeling on the floor to hand it to Sally. He kissed her feet, a gesture of submission and devotion, before crawling over to Vanessa. He looked up at her, and she saw a look of pleading and despair in his eyes. It sent a pulse to her core, and she longed to see that look in Jack's eyes—broken and relying on her.

After David crawled out of the room and went back upstairs, Vanessa turned to Sally and asked, "So, David, he isn't a willing sub; this isn't something he wanted?"

Sally chuckled, her laugh a mix of amusement and a hint of cruelty. "Christ knows, I'm hoping he's hating every bit of it. Otherwise, what's the point?"

Vanessa nodded, understanding the situation. "And Marcus and you, I mean, is David a cuckold?"

Sally looked at her with a knowing glint in her eye. "Many times over, but Marcus is my lover. In fact, we have him to thank for how well this system works. His company developed much of the software for it and designed many of the add-ons you can get. They are currently working on a female version of the chastity device."

Vanessa's mind raced with the implications, possibilities, and the power within her reach. She was eager to explore this world, to bend Jack to her will, and to assert her dominance.

Sally then went through the sensors around the house, explaining how, with the updated system, you need very few sensors. "Just a main one on the entry doors," she said, her voice confident and assured. "And even then, they are wireless and don't need any wiring. The rest of the house can be mapped with the phone."

Vanessa listened carefully, her mind racing with potential options. She inquired about cock sizing for the cage, wanting to confirm that the app's measuring system was reliable. Sally assured her it was, her tone leaving no doubt.

Then it was time for the uncomfortable part of the show-and-tell—the cost. Sally placed her hand on Vanessa's leg, her touch both reassuring and commanding. "It is a serious investment," she said, her voice low and serious. "So you have to be sure this is what you really want. As I mentioned, there are various programs. With Marcus's help, we can get you in on the testing level."

"Testing level, what does that mean?" Vanessa asked, her curiosity piqued.

It simply means you’ll have to send a weekly report on how the system is being used," Sally explained, her eyes never leaving Vanessa's. "I would recommend you get yourself a cheap Wi-Fi camera system. That way, you can send footage as well. They will knock 50% off for that alone.

Vanessa was pondering in her mind, still a bit out of reach. Then Sally caught her off guard. "Do you have access to his bank accounts?"

 Er, you mean Jack? No, I haven't," she stammered, her mind reeling from the implication.

Sally didn't miss a beat. "Well, that's something you will have to look into if you intend to control every aspect of his life."

"Jesus," thought Vanessa, realizing she hadn't really considered that, but it made perfect sense. "Once you do," continued Sally, "then you can attach the payments to his accounts, and the idiot will be paying for his own demise."

Vanessa couldn't help herself; she burst out laughing. Her mind was made up. She would order the system in the morning..