Chastity training is in the air, along with bats and pumpkin spice, now that October 2026 has rolled around!  Why?  Because not only does October contain Hallowe’en, it’s also known as Locktober.

Here at the Enchantrix Empire, we put on a blog train each year, and this year’s is sure to feature several Locktober moments.  Our theme for this year’s blog train is FemDom Fright Fest, after all.  Get ready for some spooky tales.

To begin with, Miss Kay Marie kicked off our October Femdom Fright Fest blog train here.  As she explained, every day this month you can read a post by one of our sexy Mistresses on our theme.  

Now it’s time to hop on board this passenger car for the next stop in your sexy ride in the countdown to Hallowe’en.

Chastity Training Doesn’t Cross Frank’s Mind

As Frank finished work that Hallowe’en and trudged out to the car, he thought about the upcoming evening.  Earlier, Mistress Anya had ordered him to make sure dinner would be ready early, and he was hungry.

As he drove up the driveway and parked, he remembered last Hallowe’en and wondered what his Mistress had in store for him tonight.

He walked inside the door and immediately smelled the slow cooker stew.  Mistress Anya appeared in the door way and looked him up and down.  “You’re late,” she said.

Frank stammered, “I’m . .  I’m sorry, Mistress.  The traffic . . . ”

She cut him off.  “No matter.  I’ve eaten.  Bring me a glass of wine, then you may have one small plate.  Tonight will be intense, so after you’ve eaten and done the dishes, get dressed in your leather outfit, the crotchless one.  No shorts under it!  I’ll be in the living room.  Don’t make me wait too long.  We have a ritual to get to.”

As Frank hurried to get her drink, eat, clean up, and dress, he wondered what the ritual was and why he was being included.  He knew full well his Mistress had many powers and they reached their peak on Hallowe’en.  He finished dressing and went to the living room.

His Mistress looked at him.  “Good,” she said.  “Put on your coat.  There’s no need to give the neighbours a display.  You will take it off at the dungeon.”

Once they arrived at the dungeon and took off their coats, Mistress Anya led Frank to the centre room.  There was a circle on the floor made of crystals, and the air smelled of heavy incense.  Frank blinked and looked around.  He saw the other Mistresses all sitting about watching him with their slaves at their feet.

Chastity Training Surprise At The Local Dungeon

Mistress Anya said, “Step into the centre of the circle, Frank.  Let everyone see all of you that the crotchless leggings show.”

Frank was humiliated at being so exposed but did what he was told.

Mistress Anya looked at him.  “The moon tonight is in its Waning Gibbous phase.  This is a powerful time that symbolises release and renunciation.  Once you have given up what no longer is useful to you, you will be able to move forward to a new phase in your life.”  

Frank wondered what he would be required to give up.  Drink? Free time?  Then Mistress Anya continued speaking.  “It’s time to take the next step in your growth as a slave, Frank.  From tonight onward, you will undergo chastity training.”

Frank was shocked.  He stammered, “But . . . but.”

“No buts!” Mistress Anya said.  “This is the next stage in your development, just like some other slaves we know.  Otherwise, you would remain stalled.  However, I’ll make it easy for you.  You won’t have to wear a cage.”

Then she started chanting, slowly, waving the incense within the circle.  Finally, she traced patterns in the air with her hands and fingers.  Suddenly, to his horror, Frank started to feel his cock lose all sensation and shrivel up.  He’d been very proud of his size.  He’d heard other stories of men in chastity and now he was going to experience the same thing.

Everyone watching laughed as they saw his face.  Mistress Anya nodded.  “That’s right.  Before, you were overly proud of your cock.  It’s time to let go of that pride and focus on developing other aspects of yourself.  I expect you to give thanks to me every day for freeing you from its whims.”

She gestured to him.  “Come.  It’s time to begin this next phase of your life.  Eventually you’ll thank me.  Trust me.”

Sadly, Frank followed her, hopeless, already feeling like less of a man.

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Continuing The Blog Train

Now that you’ve enjoyed this piece, check out the next post in our 2026 Hallowe’en FemDom Fright Fest Blog Train titled “Cuckold Husband’s Nightmare.”  You can find it written by Mistress Bianca here.

Until Next Time

Once you’re done enjoying the rest of the blog train, check out the other entries in my blog at kinkblogger.com where more erotic stories will be coming up.  I also regularly examine different kinks.

Do you have questions or ideas for future posts?  If so, feel free to get in touch via the comments here or to email me (sascha@enchantrixempire.com).  

Thanks for reading, and until next time, stay safe and stay sexy!

Mistress Sascha, Kink Blogger