Hello, Horny Readers! Well, you learn something new every day! Even when you’re an experienced Femdomme goddess like Myself! A recently-acquired piece of knowledge? The term “foxing”!
Apparently, this term was coined fairly recently, out of the male chastity community. Foxing refers to the act of a male in chastity fucking a woman with a strap-on.
The concept isn’t new to some of you, I’m sure. But I still meet subbies from time to time who are surprised that there are strap-ons designed to be worn by men. I’m always delighted to be the one to inform them that there are, and what they’re for.
Now then, isn’t foxing hot?
I mean the practice, not necessarily the term. I’m not adding it to My informal Femdom glossary because that’s reserved for terms that make Me tingle or giggle. “Foxing” has a ring to it, but it doesn’t tickle Me, per se.
I do, however, like adopting succinct terminology if it exists, and if it fits. “Foxing” exists, and in a bit of a roundabout way, fits!
As it was explained to Me, it’s sort of a portmanteau of “faux” and “fucking”.
I think it works, don’t you?
And if W/e’re talking about the practice, well that definitely tickles Me. In the brain, and, in other places. *wink*
So, why does foxing arouse Me? And why will it it arouse some of you?
Because of its potential for teasing, tormenting, and humiliating the chastity slave, of course!
Read on and let’s explore!
Picture it. You’ve been locked in a nice tight chastity cage for a good long while. Your balls have achieved that coveted (by Me) half-filled-water-balloon appearance and heft. Perhaps they’ve also acquired the slight blue tinge I find so sexy.
I tell you that you’ve been a good boy over the last 3 cock-locked months, and that tonight, W/e’re going to fuck in celebration.
Those of you who know Me well would understand that if I ever told a subbie, particularly a chastity slave, that I want to fuck, having you crawl between My legs and penetrate Me would be the last thing I’d mean. But hope and delusion both spring eternal amongst men in general, and particularly among those with blue balls, no matter the origin, so just suspend disbelief for the purposes of the daydream at hand.
Good. Let’s continue.
Imagine the longing, the swelling, the dripping throughout the day. W/e pass each other in the hall, and I give you a coquettish smile. You struggle to keep My customary admonishment in mind– participate, don’t anticipate–lest you act up and lose your reward.
True, you think, you will probably cum in about two pumps once you are allowed to slide into My creamy pussy, but the memory of those two pumps will sustain you for months of orgasm denial to come!
Typical of you to be so fixated on what you’ll get out of it. That’s why you’re in chastity in the first place. But I know what’s best for you, and more importantly, what’s best for ME!
Don’t you worry your pretty little purple cockhead. I’ll make sure both O/ur best interests are taken into consideration.
Foxing is best for you AND for Me!
Lucky for you, I’m looking out for you! I won’t allow you to shame yourself by failing Me as a two-pump chump. After all, I delight in your shame, but not if it’s at My expense!
Not to mention the fact that long term chastity may have downgraded the size and tensile strength of your erection by now, if it was ever anything to speak of in the first place.
Finally, the time comes. You are groomed, naked (except for the cage), and standing at the end of the bed where I lay, similarly nude and in all My glowing, horny glory, legs spread to reveal the holy grail, the key to your chastity device gleaming against the dewy skin between My breasts.
You lie down carefully, face first, to eat My pussy to a few orgasms, which you’ve become so much better at since being locked. Delusional about the current circumstances as you may be, at least you realize that whether requested or not, you’d never be allowed to fuck Me without licking Me to a few orgasms first.
Then, when the pressure of My thighs around your head relaxes (your customary cue that your pussy worship has been sufficient), you get up on your knees.
The moment of truth!
Your face is glazed with nectar and flushed with desire. You wait quietly and politely as the last wisps of My afterglow dissipate. Soon My eyes will open, and I will retrieve the key from around My neck.
Then, I snap you out of your reverie with the following words:
“Don’t forget to put on your cock, sweetie. It’s in the nightstand, along with your harness. Hurry now. I really need a good dicking!”
Oh, your quiet sniveling as you sort out the straps and step into them. Oh the sweet sting of humiliation as you regard the comparison between your desperate little bundle and the long, thick silicone dong settled right above it. And although you do enjoy My cries of ecstasy as you work away between My legs the way that worthy, uncaged men do with their very own cocks, it only makes your cage tighter, and your chastity torment more extreme.
Isn’t that beautiful?
Foxing: Food for Gratitude
Well now, My faithful and horny readers, aren’t you glad to have learned about this new phrase? What’s more, now you have some imagery to carry with you and inspire you to please the woman in your life in new ways, rather than continue to disappoint her.
And especially you chastity slaves out there. Aren’t you gratified to learn that not only are there still ways you can plunge into the depths of a hot, wet, pussy without giving up the valuable pursuit of abstinence, but also that now you know the name?
Humiliation slaves, are you not perspiring a bit at the hairline and prepared to hump the air?
Only do that in session with Me, so that you can spread the enjoyment to Me as I have spread it to you!
Goddess Rachel, Foxing fan
I tried this on my own at one point in building stamina. I could “last” forever, so I could visualize holding off orgasm for as long as I wanted while using a fleshlight. It seemed to work along with other exercises and my stamina increased significantly.
Not as long as the strap on could go, of course, but better than before.
That’s . . . really fucking fascinating, actually, wellspanked!
So you’re saying you wore a male strapon, fucked a fleshlight with it, kind of convinced yourself that it was your cock, and this translated to increased stamina with your real cock??
If I’m understanding you correctly, that’s amazing!
Thank you for the beta block…i’m a weak #pussyfree slave & i find such temptation difficult to resist! But, yes..i didn’t know it was called ‘Foxing’ but i actually have a penis extender that’s used just this way! It goes over my clit and wraps around my gurlie grapes…It gives her a pleasurable ‘faux’ cock but NO sensation for me
Yes, prissy, I believe that’s called a cock sleeve. I wrote a blog post about that, too, that you may remember!
Thanks for stopping by, and you’re welcome for the beta block!
I believe I’ve told you before, but I would totally be down for this. The humiliation would be truly exquisite but to really satisfy my Goddess in ways not otherwise never before possible, it’s all I could ever wish for. i get tingly thinking about it.
the cock sleeve would help with pretending or feeling a bit more like I’m the one satisfying her, while this foxing amps up the humiliation angle, but either way, I could pleasure her all night long to the point of absolute blissed out exhaustion. That’s living the dream.
May you one day have the opportunity to live this dream. Never say never, My dear. You are a good boy, and deserve something nice to happen.
I’ve just read your recent post on ‘foxing’ and I must say that although someone like myself is very familiar with that particular practice I’ve never heard of it being called that term before. I can clearly see however that as usual you have a very good understanding of it (as well as with all the other kinks you write about) and as always I found what you wrote educational as well as being very hot!😊
Thank you so much, shantell! I’m so glad you find My posts edifying and titillating!
Goddess Rachel. Even though chastity pets such as myself know deep down inside that Mistress would never allow actual “pet”-atration, our imagination allows us to hope against hope that our pipe dream may one day come true.
One look at my little pink cage acts like a dose of smelling salts, snapping me back to reality.
If Mistress desires what I cannot physically provide then I should be expected to accommodate her wishes as she sees fit.
My goodness, the close physical contact of the deed should be more than enough reward. Mistress’s little peanut is precisely where it belongs, locked and under her control.
Thank you Goddess Rachel, for a very vivid and inspiring read!
My little pink cage is feeling quite snug at the moment!
*giggle* I am delighted that you found this post inspiring, little peg! And from the looks of your comment, you really, really get it! xoxo
Thank you Goddess Rachel. Yes, I believe I “get it” but I know for sure I won’t be “getting it”🤭
Love love love! One reason why I love being engaged with #Badass Women like you, I learn something all the time!
Of course, I think most Mistresses or kinky partners involved with chastity and humiliation know of this , I just didn’t know it had a cute name for it!
Thank you lady and I’m sending you positive energy for more foxing than your poor chastity pets can handle!
Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment, Mistress Erika! And for the vote of confidence! From a Femdom Queen like you, that’s high praise! I’ve learned so much fascinating and creative things about training and toying with subbies as well! Cheers!
Well, Miss Rachel, this is certainly a devious demonstration of female domination and male humiliation!! There’s no doubt about who wears the pants in this scenario!
Isn’t it delightful? Thanks for stopping by!
i love this it fits me perfect, i have ED so i cant get it up anyway. i have a harness at home just for this very reason as my clittie is no good for my Wife. i guess that is why i have not had sex or made love in 3 years. But that is okay i know my place and it’s at Women’s feet.
Good gurl, knowing your place! Have you actually tried foxing, or do you have the harness just in case?
Love this entry. My wife sometimes allows me to “penetrate” her, but not with a harness – but rather with a dildo attached to my face. I love it when she permits this because my face is close to her pussy with every pump and I can smell her excitement. She allows me to clean the dildo with my mouth afterwards so I can taste her pussy. This is such a treat for me!
Oh, the beloved dildo face mask. I wrote a blog post about My love for those years ago!