The Law of Property

The Law of Property

Themes/Content Warning: FemDom, male sub, Owner/property dynamics, 'legal' contract, male chastity, anal play, masturbation, sexting

Review the Law

I have decided to take ownership of you. It is time.

In Scots Law, ownerless things are capable of acquisition under the principle of Occupatio, or original acquisition. It merely requires possession of the ownerless thing and your intent to own it. When it comes to wild animals, Scots Law provides that acquisition with the intent to own gives a real right of ownership, even when they are taken from someone else's land. Where a wild animal has been captured and then escapes it becomes ownerless again, and may be taken by another who has the intent to own it. Animals that cannot help but return to their owner, such as bees and salmon, are not considered wild, but the property of their owner.

I have declared my intention to own you. Now, all I need to do is tag you to take possession of you, as wild deer and horses are tagged. Once tagged, you will be required to abide by my rules of ownership, as follows:

Ownership

I will own you completely, your cock, balls, arsehole and orgasm will all be mine for me to use however I please. When I am not with you, you will be allowed to use them freely, unless I specify otherwise. I will advise you on a weekly basis if there will be any explicit restrictions of your use of my property, for example:

You may use my property freely all week, but this weekend you are required to ask my permission to orgasm.

Infringements regarding your use of my property must be notified immediately and will be punished.

Worship & Service:

I will require you to be in chastity to me and use a cockcage. You should regard all periods of chastity as acts of worship and service to me, your Goddess. I will inform you in advance when I require you to serve me in this way, for example:

You will be required to be in chastity for a minimum of two days before our dates, including phone & Zoom dates as well as IRL

Should you feel you need to express your worship and devotion to me in this way for longer, you may request additional locked periods as follows:

"Goddess, please may I serve you by wearing my cockcage for you for x days?"

I will carefully consider your request.

If you desire stimulation whilst caged, you must request my explicit permission via voice message. You must not stimulate or play with my property without this permission, this includes cock, balls, arsehole and your mind - reading or watching porn, for example. You are required to send me a photograph of your cock whenever you put on or remove your cage.

Taking Care of My Property:

You must take excellent care of my property. I expect my property to be well fed, exercised, rested, clean and groomed at all times. You must notify me immediately if my property is unwell or unhappy, or in any other way compromised. My property is of immense value to me, and I intend to take the very best care of my property. Training

Once you have received and accepted your tag, you will enter into a period of training to earn your collar. I will have sole discretion as to when I consider you have earned the right to wear a collar for me. The training will be completed when you have learnt how to be obedient and how to serve me correctly.

Apply the law

My cat is performing her morning ritual of walking back and forth sniffing my hair and trampling over me, purring loudly and demanding tickles. It's impossible to be cross with her for waking me up, especially today. Lazily, I roll over and look at my phone. I'm expecting a special message this morning... Mmm, there it is. It's your first time locked for me as My Property, and you are required to send me a photograph of your cock as soon as you have locked it into its new cage. I love it when you send me photographs. It makes me smile seeing how obedient you are and that makes me wet.

I use my fingers to zoom in on the picture. I have chosen a new cage for you, something more comfortable. Boys shouldn't be left to make big decisions by themselves, but I have allowed you to choose the colour. Pink. You're wearing co-ordinating pink crotchless panties to show off your cock locked in its cage. How adorable! I love this new look on you, the lattice style cage that lets me see your cock in its confinement, against the soft lacy pink of the panties. I love teasing you to the point where you're straining against it, desperate to rip it off. I can't wait to see you bulging against this new cage. I'm going to have a lot of fun with you today...

It's almost lunchtime where you are, so I text you to see how you're doing in the new cage, and how work is going whilst wearing it. You text me back to tell me you're well and the cage is very comfortable, but you weren't sure if you were allowed to masturbate this morning before putting it on. You tell me that you chose not to as you didn't want to displease me by making the wrong choice. Excellent! This makes me very happy indeed. I text back to tell you what a good boy you are and how proud I am of you for making the correct decision. I ask you how work is going and you tell me that you're enjoying yourself, and that you're in that relaxed and happy submissive state of mind that comes over you when you're caged. Good. I will leave you like this... for now. I tell you to voice message me as soon as you get home.

It's hard to focus on anything except how pretty you look in your cage, so I settle back down against the pillows and give myself my first orgasm of the day. It helps, but it still turns out to be very hard to focus for the rest of the afternoon, I so love you being caged for me. I get on with some work and eventually, your voice message arrives telling me that you're home again and still relaxed and content in your cage. Mmm... time to play!

I send a voice message back, just a short one...

"How's my good boy doing? Are you enjoying wearing your cage? Mmm...? Do you like the way it feels as though I've had my hand wrapped around your cock all day...? Owning you... Mmm...?" I tease and giggle in that way that gets you instantly aroused.

I get a breathless message back. Apparently, you do like feeling as though my hand is wrapped around your cock all day, and even more so now that I own you. This makes me smile with delight. I love playing with you so much. I send another voice message...

"Mmm... you're such a good boy, aren't you baby? Are you looking forward to our call tomorrow? Maybe I'll allow you to unlock yourself and touch yourself, imagining my hand around your cock pleasuring you, just how you like it... Mmm... Would you like that?"

Another, breathless message back - why yes, you would like that very much...

"And do you think that you've been a good enough boy for me today, to deserve such a treat tomorrow? Do you?" I tease.

I love adding a little uncertainty into the mix, it makes you beg, and I do so love hearing you beg.

I receive a slightly alarmed message back from a now very horny boy... Mmm... delightful. I love hearing your voice as your arousal rises. Your soft, deep tones breathless with excitement. You're extolling my virtues and assuring me that you have been a very good boy and might you be able to prove it to me in some way?

Well now, perhaps you can... I text you and tell you to pick a cane and send me a photograph of some marks on that gorgeous arse of yours. I receive a message straight back:

"Of course, my Goddess, it will be an honour, my Goddess!"

Then a text and a picture of a cane asking if this one will please me. It will.

Now I'm getting breathless... I love it when you take pain for me, and you know it. I busy myself making dinner and wait for your next message. It is really very hard to concentrate and what would normally take me a few minutes is taking rather longer. I can't help but daydream about being with you and wielding that cane against your butt and teasing your caged cock in between strokes.

My phone pings and another photo arrives, this time I can see where the cane has left several marks on your pert, muscular butt. You've pulled your pink panties down around your thighs. You're such a slut. I love it. Time for another voice message...

"Mmm... you are desperate for that orgasm tomorrow, aren't you baby? Taking all that pain for me? Mmm...? Such a good boy. You look like such a little slut with your panties pulled down like that and your arse all up in the air. It looks like you want me to fuck you. Is that what you want baby? Do you want me to fuck you?"

My slutty, breathless boy urgently responds, "Yes, Goddess! Please Goddess! I want you to fuck me! I want to feel your big, thick cock filling me up. Please Goddess! I'm so hard in my cage. It's making me strain against it. Oh Goddess! What are you doing to me?"

I love how desperate you sound, so aroused now, so full of desire for me. It makes my breasts and my cunt swell and I start to grind against my seat. I'm looking forward to hearing your response to this next message...

"Is that what you want baby? My big cock inside you, filling you up? Mmm...? Just imagine how it would be to have me standing behind you pulling your panties down and opening you up ready to plunge my big, thick cock inside you... feeling my fingers on your tight hole... feeling them enter you, caressing and massaging you until you've opened up enough for me to push my big cock deep inside you?"

I'm hoping this message will break you, and it does...

"Please Goddess, please, I need to feel you inside me! I've been such a good boy! I so want to feel you inside me, please may I put a butt plug inside Your Property?"

I'm so delighted that, even in your state of frustrated arousal, you remember that you're My Property. I text you, commanding that you send me a photo of your butt toys and that I will carefully consider your request.

A text arrives quicker than I could imagine... three toys. A small soft pink butt plug, a larger beaded purple one, and a long, ridged pink sparkly dildo that is perfect for what I have in mind... I take a few minutes to respond, I want you nice and desperate...

"Aren't you such a good boy for sending me a picture of all the toys you use to pleasure My Property? Mmm...?" Giggling, I continue, "This is how I want you to use My Property for me. I want you to take that gorgeous pink sparkly dildo and slip it into the hole that I own. Then message me when it's inside. Take your time, there's no hurry for such good boys like you..."

I like to give you a false sense of security... I know that you will have to take time to open yourself up for me and how aroused you get serving me like this, how it makes you hard enough to strain against your cage, how it makes you drip... and how horny you will be all night, confined to your cage without release. Delicious!

My phone pings, with a photo of your arse in the air holding the dildo inside you. The pink panties seem to have disappeared. You're such a slut. I send another voice message...

"Mmm... how pretty you look with that dildo inside you! You're such a good boy, aren't you? Mmm...? Just think how wonderful it will be when I see you next, and I'm standing behind you, fucking you. Fucking that slutty arse of yours... Now, just for 5 minutes... just 5 minutes mind... I want you to fuck yourself with that gorgeous, pink dildo, nice and gently, imagining me inside you, with my hand wrapped around you holding & rubbing your cock and fucking you... Laughing... And then after precisely 5 minutes you need to take the dildo out and send me a photo to show me that you've finished. Do you understand baby? Mmm...? Do you?"

I do so love teasing you! The exquisite torture of it, knowing that you'll be unbearably aroused, desperate to rip off your cage and pleasure yourself to orgasm, but so much more desperate to please me - so proud of being My Property that you just can't do anything other than submit to my desire and my use of you.

You send me a voice message back, thanking me so much for letting you use My Property in this way. There are long gaps filled with little moans, and I can tell that you can't help but use the dildo while you're speaking. I love hearing you. The message ends, and I touch myself while I wait for the timer on my phone to go off. Five minutes... a photograph arrives. You have been a good boy and fucked My Property for precisely five minutes. Mmm... Then a voice message arrives... you're so aroused you can barely speak, but I make out the words,

"Thank you, Goddess! Oh, thank you Goddess! You're such a generous and kind Goddess!"

You're such a good boy. I tell you to go and take a nice, cold shower so you can get to sleep. I can't wait to play with you some more tomorrow, and who knows maybe you will get that release you so desperately crave when we speak tomorrow... well, maybe...