While our neighbours were taking down the bunting and watching over their pesky, noisy children, Mistress and I retired to the bedroom where I was permitted to taste her beautiful pussy and make her cum nice and hard. This put me in an excellent mood of course, but it was only the start. I wasn't expecting anything more than some teasing but soon Mistress had me in her mouth and before I knew it she was on top of me riding my cock. Of course it was 'only' six days ago that I was last allowed inside her, but it still felt pretty heavenly to me as her still-wet pussy slapped against my balls. I concentrated on resisting the urge to cum, but Mistress had other ideas and told me that she wanted me to cum inside her. Her words flipped the switch in my head and before long I was pumping six days of cum into her gorgeous, tight pussy. But that still wasn't the end of it as Mistress quickly moved up the bed and had me lick her clean, which I absolutely love doing and it must be at least a couple of months since I've had the pleasure.
Sometime afterwards Mistress R was looking over my shoulder as I sat at the computer and was laughing at my 'Rob's Most Recent Orgasm' sidebar. I told her I thought she had been rather generous with her orgasms of late, even though she has had nine to my four. Still, as I said before, I gave her control of my orgasms and it's not up to me. Maybe sometime soon I'll be in the middle of a long period of chastity wondering how I could ever have said that! Oh, I do hope so...
Saturday 30 April 2011
BOOK REVIEW: Subtext by Kate Marley.
A few weeks ago I promised to write some book reviews, and so here is my review of Kate Marley's 'Subtext'.
The book is actually about a female submissive and her experiences with male (and female) dominants, as such it doesn't really ring my bell as far as turning me on goes, but it was still an interesting book. Kate's writing is very honest and open and you can't help but feel for her when things go wrong. I did find some of the descriptions of her beatings a little hard to read in places, I know that if that's what she wants then that's up to her and all that, but being the way I am the thought of beating a woman like that is slightly unpleasant to me. A long time ago, before we started the whole Femdom thing, I tied Mistress R's hands to the bedposts with a view to fucking her like that, but I couldn't do it. It just felt completely wrong to me, women are to be worshipped and pleasured, not beaten or used. But I digress...
I would still recommend this book to anyone who has an interest in D/s, as it's quite a fascinating insight into how a very submissive human being's mind works and how she struggles to balance her desire for submission with her own slightly petulant nature. There is also a very interesting part of the book where she tells how she hates the word 'slut', but she then goes out of her way to buy a paddle with the word 'slut' cut out of it, so that her Master can mark her with it (because she knows it will please him). It's just one aspect of a book which does a good job of trying to explain to some degree the mindset of a submissive and her conflicting thoughts and emotions.
'Subtext' is published by Xcite books.
The book is actually about a female submissive and her experiences with male (and female) dominants, as such it doesn't really ring my bell as far as turning me on goes, but it was still an interesting book. Kate's writing is very honest and open and you can't help but feel for her when things go wrong. I did find some of the descriptions of her beatings a little hard to read in places, I know that if that's what she wants then that's up to her and all that, but being the way I am the thought of beating a woman like that is slightly unpleasant to me. A long time ago, before we started the whole Femdom thing, I tied Mistress R's hands to the bedposts with a view to fucking her like that, but I couldn't do it. It just felt completely wrong to me, women are to be worshipped and pleasured, not beaten or used. But I digress...
I would still recommend this book to anyone who has an interest in D/s, as it's quite a fascinating insight into how a very submissive human being's mind works and how she struggles to balance her desire for submission with her own slightly petulant nature. There is also a very interesting part of the book where she tells how she hates the word 'slut', but she then goes out of her way to buy a paddle with the word 'slut' cut out of it, so that her Master can mark her with it (because she knows it will please him). It's just one aspect of a book which does a good job of trying to explain to some degree the mindset of a submissive and her conflicting thoughts and emotions.
'Subtext' is published by Xcite books.
Exciting news...
Over the past few days I have been contacted by a couple of people who are looking for me to work with them. Firstly I was contacted by Eden Fantasies who are sending me a glass G-Spot stimulator to review. I must admit I was wary at first as I was not willing to accept freebies if I had to toe the line regarding my thoughts on the product. But Kayla has assured me they only want honest and fair feedback and as such I will be reviewing the product sometime in the next few weeks.
Secondly and even more interesting to me, I have been contacted by Femdom Cave with a view to writing a novel for them. This is very exciting to me, even though I will have to alter my style of writing a little to accommodate their requirements, as my long term aim is to be a published author, and this can only be a good stepping stone to that goal. Femdom Cave specialise in non-willing Femdom, which I've never tried writing before, but I'm sure it won't be too difficult to adapt. One of the criticisms I get all the time on Literotica is that my longer stories always end up going too far and the love element of the relationship is lost, so if I can just start a story at that point I'm sure it will work out.
Femdom Cave has free book downloads available if you join their site, go here.
Femdom Cave has free book downloads available if you join their site, go here.
Friday 29 April 2011
'The Next Step' is up on Literotica...
2706 people have read it so far, 30 votes and a very respectable 4.43 / 5!
Very Hot... HarryHaversackers
Hot story. My cock was straining to straighten itself out while I was reading, but my chastity device is doing its job too well. I'm hoping for an orgasm in just a few days - after eight weeks of denial.
Very Hot... HarryHaversackers
Hot story. My cock was straining to straighten itself out while I was reading, but my chastity device is doing its job too well. I'm hoping for an orgasm in just a few days - after eight weeks of denial.
The Oxballs Cocksling arrives...
So last night I received the Oxballs Cocksling that I ordered the other day (excellent service from 'Master U' I must say!). Well I opened the packet and the first thing that struck me was how big it looked in my hand, I was actually a little concerned that it was going to be too big to do anything. The next thing that struck me was how soft and pliable it is, because when I was looking at their other (hexagonal-shaped) ballstretchers I was thinking how uncomfortable they looked, but now I know how squidgy the material is I might get one of them too.
Now, my principal reason for buying the Oxballs Cocksling is that I've been trying to get a ballstretcher that will fit me for ages. I've previously bought a leather one that wasn't even that wide, but I still couldn't get it on, my nuts are just too tight (and fairly large actually... although how can I really know this?). The Cocksling is both a cockring and a ballstretcher and as soon as I put it on it was quite apparent that my nuts were being stretched (although if you hang lower I don't know if it would be as noticeable).
Turns out the Cocksling wasn't too big at all (phew!) and it was very comfortable to wear and made my cock pretty damn hard without the eventual discomfort you get from a narrow O-ring material type cockring. I showed Mistress R how it looked and she gave me a couple of gentle strokes before having me go down on her. After about fifteen minutes my balls were starting to feel really stretched and as soon as I had given Mistress her orgasm I was quite pleased to get it off. But that's no reflection on the product, it really is excellent and I shall be using it regularly now until my balls are properly stretched.
Mistress then teased me nicely and briefly agreed to be rougher with my cock when I asked her to (without letting me cum). Which of course made this morning very difficult... I actually ended up laying on my hands for five minutes just to prevent any accidents. So that's four whole days and no infractions to record, I can hardly believe it myself! Still a long way to go though...
Now, my principal reason for buying the Oxballs Cocksling is that I've been trying to get a ballstretcher that will fit me for ages. I've previously bought a leather one that wasn't even that wide, but I still couldn't get it on, my nuts are just too tight (and fairly large actually... although how can I really know this?). The Cocksling is both a cockring and a ballstretcher and as soon as I put it on it was quite apparent that my nuts were being stretched (although if you hang lower I don't know if it would be as noticeable).
Turns out the Cocksling wasn't too big at all (phew!) and it was very comfortable to wear and made my cock pretty damn hard without the eventual discomfort you get from a narrow O-ring material type cockring. I showed Mistress R how it looked and she gave me a couple of gentle strokes before having me go down on her. After about fifteen minutes my balls were starting to feel really stretched and as soon as I had given Mistress her orgasm I was quite pleased to get it off. But that's no reflection on the product, it really is excellent and I shall be using it regularly now until my balls are properly stretched.
Mistress then teased me nicely and briefly agreed to be rougher with my cock when I asked her to (without letting me cum). Which of course made this morning very difficult... I actually ended up laying on my hands for five minutes just to prevent any accidents. So that's four whole days and no infractions to record, I can hardly believe it myself! Still a long way to go though...
Thursday 28 April 2011
The attraction of mean girls...
Time and again I am struck by the same message when I look around other people’s chastity blogs: we all want our women to be mean.
We may want every other aspect of our lives to be filled with love and contentment, but when it comes to chastity and our orgasms we don’t want kindness, we don’t want pity and we definitely don’t want fairness. We want you to enjoy all the orgasms you can get, because when you come we are filled with happiness, and the only thing that makes it even better is when you stroke, suck or ride our cocks to the brink of orgasm and then deny us.
I guess the attraction of ‘mean’ girls is symptomatic of the stages most couples go through once they start experimenting with male chastity. I confess I can’t speak with total authority on this matter, but I’ve read enough to know that most women do not become heartless denial-Goddesses overnight! (Cue collective sigh from everyone reading this post...).
Of course not, they love you, they worry about you, they think they are doing something ‘wrong’ because it goes against everything they’ve been brought up to believe. How many times have I read ‘I want to be denied for longer, but my wife will never continue past a couple of weeks’, or something similar?
And so the fantasy of the mean girl becomes stronger and stronger. Look at the women I use in my captions, they don’t have to be clad in leather, it’s that look that tells you all you need to know: 'I won’t feel guilty and let you cum early', 'I won’t take pity on you even if you beg' or 'I don’t care how much it aches, my pleasure comes first… and since you asked, I’m going to make you wait a few days longer, just because I can.'
The appeal of the mean girl for most of us lies not in a secret wish to be abused and treated like dirt (though doubtless some do go for that kind of thing), but in our appreciation of their strength of character, their resolve to give you exactly what you asked for and more, to be merciless and strict, to be unphased by your begging and whining (assuming you are allowed that luxury), and to use your cock and tongue for their own pleasure without guilt or remorse.
So that's the fantasy... and sometimes it can seem that your reality is a million miles away from where you would like it to be and that patience is no guarantee of success. But without patience and good communication you're screwed before you even begin. So remember, have patience, communicate honestly, show your appreciation in whatever way you think she would like best. Don't get grumpy when she expresses doubts, reassure her that you love her and that male chastity will improve your relationship and for God's sake don't let her surf the net for information without you there to filter out the crap.
That's all you can do really, not every woman is going to be willing to play this game and ultimately that may lead to a difficult choice, depending on how badly you want it. I would just say, don't fall into the trap of thinking chastity is more important than the relationship as a whole. I've been very lucky in having a wife who has agreed to be my 'keyholder' (what do you call a keyholder when there's no key?) but I wouldn't give up my marriage for the sake of what is essentially a game.
Incidentally, if you Google ‘mean girls’ you mainly get pictures of Lindsay Lohan. Now there’s someone you wouldn’t trust with a key. One man who might and who certainly knows what I’m talking about is ptathuk, and you can find his caption blog here
We may want every other aspect of our lives to be filled with love and contentment, but when it comes to chastity and our orgasms we don’t want kindness, we don’t want pity and we definitely don’t want fairness. We want you to enjoy all the orgasms you can get, because when you come we are filled with happiness, and the only thing that makes it even better is when you stroke, suck or ride our cocks to the brink of orgasm and then deny us.
I guess the attraction of ‘mean’ girls is symptomatic of the stages most couples go through once they start experimenting with male chastity. I confess I can’t speak with total authority on this matter, but I’ve read enough to know that most women do not become heartless denial-Goddesses overnight! (Cue collective sigh from everyone reading this post...).
Of course not, they love you, they worry about you, they think they are doing something ‘wrong’ because it goes against everything they’ve been brought up to believe. How many times have I read ‘I want to be denied for longer, but my wife will never continue past a couple of weeks’, or something similar?
And so the fantasy of the mean girl becomes stronger and stronger. Look at the women I use in my captions, they don’t have to be clad in leather, it’s that look that tells you all you need to know: 'I won’t feel guilty and let you cum early', 'I won’t take pity on you even if you beg' or 'I don’t care how much it aches, my pleasure comes first… and since you asked, I’m going to make you wait a few days longer, just because I can.'
The appeal of the mean girl for most of us lies not in a secret wish to be abused and treated like dirt (though doubtless some do go for that kind of thing), but in our appreciation of their strength of character, their resolve to give you exactly what you asked for and more, to be merciless and strict, to be unphased by your begging and whining (assuming you are allowed that luxury), and to use your cock and tongue for their own pleasure without guilt or remorse.
So that's the fantasy... and sometimes it can seem that your reality is a million miles away from where you would like it to be and that patience is no guarantee of success. But without patience and good communication you're screwed before you even begin. So remember, have patience, communicate honestly, show your appreciation in whatever way you think she would like best. Don't get grumpy when she expresses doubts, reassure her that you love her and that male chastity will improve your relationship and for God's sake don't let her surf the net for information without you there to filter out the crap.
That's all you can do really, not every woman is going to be willing to play this game and ultimately that may lead to a difficult choice, depending on how badly you want it. I would just say, don't fall into the trap of thinking chastity is more important than the relationship as a whole. I've been very lucky in having a wife who has agreed to be my 'keyholder' (what do you call a keyholder when there's no key?) but I wouldn't give up my marriage for the sake of what is essentially a game.
Incidentally, if you Google ‘mean girls’ you mainly get pictures of Lindsay Lohan. Now there’s someone you wouldn’t trust with a key. One man who might and who certainly knows what I’m talking about is ptathuk, and you can find his caption blog here
Shit happens...
This has been a great week for my blog, my pageview count has skyrocketed since Keyheld have added me to their aggregate site (check out the link further down the page for lots of top quality chastity themed sites), but privately it has not been so great really. The change in the weather has left me feeling a bit crappy and Mistress and I were supposed to have some fun last night, but it didn't happen...bloody contact lenses!
Ah well, Mistress had promised me some teasing tonight and hopefully tomorrow morning I will be adding to Mistress R's orgasm tally (but not my own, obviously). Perhaps when I show her Miss Christina's post she will be inspired to make me wait until our next Femdom session. Well, a guy can hope can't he..?
Ah well, Mistress had promised me some teasing tonight and hopefully tomorrow morning I will be adding to Mistress R's orgasm tally (but not my own, obviously). Perhaps when I show her Miss Christina's post she will be inspired to make me wait until our next Femdom session. Well, a guy can hope can't he..?
Wednesday 27 April 2011
5000 pageviews...
Wow, I can't believe it. 5000+ pageviews in less than four weeks. Half of them in the last two days (thanks again to Keyheld!). Wonder how long it'll take to get to 10,000?
Tuesday?
Tuesday?
Why is it so... hard?
Since my confession and subsequent punishment with the paddle (ouch!) during our last Femdom session on Sunday, I am determined to obey Mistress R’s instructions to resist touching my cock from now on. This is not at all easy for me. I mean it’s only been what, seventy two hours since I was allowed to cum and I’ve already had five throbbing erections which I’ve had to resist… I’m beginning to wish I had a chastity device just so that I didn’t have to employ so much willpower!
This morning I woke up and was in two minds about whether to get up early and go for a walk or not, but that decision was soon made for me as my cock twitched against the bed sheet, taunting me like a veritable serpent of Eden. Bah!
Still I guess I should be grateful, at least I’ve done my exercise for the day, and the two hours I spent blogging last night meant that I didn’t stuff my face while Mistress R was out visiting her mother. Wait a minute, I was alone in the house all evening and I didn’t touch my cock, what the hell is wrong with me?
Truth be told, the whole not touching thing is more ‘serious’ to me than it is to Mistress R (at the moment anyway), which makes it all the more strange how disappointed I felt in myself last month when I failed to obey her instructions. I guess that illustrates quite clearly just how deep my desire for submission and control runs.
Of course there’s also the knowledge that if I behave as I should, then when Mistress does decide to tease me, not only will I not have a guilty conscience impeding my performance, but I also know it will feel all the more satisfying and pleasurable as a result. Because as anyone in my position knows all too well, one stroke of Mistress’s hand is worth a thousand of my own.
This morning I woke up and was in two minds about whether to get up early and go for a walk or not, but that decision was soon made for me as my cock twitched against the bed sheet, taunting me like a veritable serpent of Eden. Bah!
Still I guess I should be grateful, at least I’ve done my exercise for the day, and the two hours I spent blogging last night meant that I didn’t stuff my face while Mistress R was out visiting her mother. Wait a minute, I was alone in the house all evening and I didn’t touch my cock, what the hell is wrong with me?
Truth be told, the whole not touching thing is more ‘serious’ to me than it is to Mistress R (at the moment anyway), which makes it all the more strange how disappointed I felt in myself last month when I failed to obey her instructions. I guess that illustrates quite clearly just how deep my desire for submission and control runs.
Of course there’s also the knowledge that if I behave as I should, then when Mistress does decide to tease me, not only will I not have a guilty conscience impeding my performance, but I also know it will feel all the more satisfying and pleasurable as a result. Because as anyone in my position knows all too well, one stroke of Mistress’s hand is worth a thousand of my own.
Tuesday 26 April 2011
Perhaps a bit of a recap is in order...
I have so many new visitors to my blog in the last 24 hours, thanks to Tom and Dev at Keyheld, I thought it might be an idea to have a bit of a recap as to how I got into this position...
Mistress R and I met in the early 90's when we were both in our early twenties. We were pretty much inseparable from the start and married quite quickly. After several years I somehow managed to pluck up the courage to suggest Femdom, I don't really remember too much about the conversation other than it was a bit uncomfortable... I do remember that Mistress thought that meant I wanted her to sleep with other men (an easy misconception I suppose). Thankfully we cleared all that up and slowly embarked on a very gentle Femdom course.
For reasons I won't go into here we stopped after a while and then started up again around the turn of the century. This time we went much further, with a strap-on, butt plugs, etc. This continued for the next ten years give or take, getting better all the time, but still remaining firmly a once a month treat. I would quite happily have made it a larger part of our sex life but Mistress was adamant that it should remain as it was as she didn't want our sexlife to become only Femdom. Fair enough, I knew a lot of men would kill for one hour of Femdom a month, so I counted myself very lucky.
I have been writing stories for Literotica for several years now and have been reading stories from that site for even longer. One story which I have always enjoyed and returned to time and again is 'Terri's Teasing Torment's'. It's quite a tame story really, but I think it's the perfect introduction to chastity play.
Anyway, over the last year or so, I gradually became more and more intrigued by the idea of male chastity. I discovered Sarah Jameson's excellent blog (www.malechastityblog.com) and read and absorbed the whole thing. I also bought a CB-3000, as the idea of being locked fascinated me. However I found it very unsuitable and not at all user-friendly, mainly because I couldn't get it on and when I did (sort of) it stuck out a mile and I couldn't possibly have worn it under clothes.
Despite this disappointment, the idea of male chastity and the idea of becoming more controlled by my beautiful wife / Mistress appealed greatly to me (one thing which appealed to me was simply the removal of performance anxiety which I have suffered with a fair amount) and one day I tried to get my wife interested in the idea. To say she was not keen would be an understatement, of epic proportions. In fact she was quite upset about the whole thing and seeing her reaction I did the only thing I thought I could do, I dropped it and tried to forget about it.
About a fortnight afterwards my wife brought the subject up again, which massively surprised me, I don't know why she did that, perhaps she could tell that it was still on my mind and she thought if she didn't resolve the issue one way or another then it would fester inside me and make me resent her.
Regardless we talked it over and I tried to convince her of all the positives it would bring to the relationship. I must have been at least partly successful as she agreed to impose a chastity period leading up to our monthly Femdom sessions. In truth this wasn't too difficult as we already left 3-4 days before the sessions to make sure that I was feeling somewhat horny before we started. Over the course of three or four months she extended the period from four days to twelve, and once she realised that it wasn't actually that big an issue and that I wasn't a gibbering wreck she became a little more comfortable with the idea. Of course during this time I was more than happy to provide her with as much oral servitude as she could wish for and once or twice we had penetrative sex without me cumming.
In truth for those first few months I wasn't getting exactly what I wanted, as the teasing was nowhere near as intense as I would have liked it, but I was determined to stick it out. That's the thing with male-chastity, you've got to be prepared to play the long game. I doubt many women are going to get it exactly how you want it straight away and though it may be frustrating (and not in a fun way) you must allow it to move at her pace or you risk blowing the whole thing.
Finally last month after our Femdom session, Mistress R agreed to put me back on 'stop' and I spent my first month under her control. I was allowed to cum once about four days later and then was kept waiting for a further twelve days before I was allowed to cum again. After that I had to wait for our next Femdom session to cum again, which was also the first time I was allowed inside her since before the previous Femdom session.
I was delighted when Mistress R agreed to continue the game following our latest Femdom session and am now once again under her control, with no idea when I will be allowed to cum again. This is still a work in progress, as I would like my orgasms to become less frequent and I am also trying to convince Mistress R that she does not have to allow me to cum during our Femdom sessions. That said, I have given Mistress R total control of my cock and orgasms and therefore it is up to her when I am allowed to cum, and as such if she wants me to cum every night then that is what will happen (who knows, maybe she will decide to do that at some point just to underline that it is she who decides and not I).
We are still refining the process and this last week we discussed certain points that have come up over the past month and it has been decided that I am now not allowed to ask for anything from my Mistress. She controls my cock and she decides when it is touched, when it is allowed to cum and when it is allowed inside her gorgeous pussy. I am totally happy with this. I am allowed to offer her oral service and foot worship, and if I feel that I am getting too horny and that I am going to disobey her and touch my cock without permission then I am permitted to ask her permission to do so. This hasn't occurred as yet, but she has made it clear to me that in this situation she may allow me to touch it myself, she may allow me to touch it under her supervision, she may touch it herself, or she may simply refuse permission altogether.
As I say, this is still a developing situation, but so far it seems to be going very well for both of us. I can certainly say that my cock is much harder and reliable than it was before and Mistress seems to have become more comfortable with the whole thing and perhaps because of her natural character is quite enjoying being in control and deciding when she wants my cock inside her and when she wants to see me cum.
I must admit the thought of being properly locked still appeals enormously to me, there's something about the thought of Mistress having my key around her neck that turns me to jelly, but for the moment I am more than happy to enjoy my current situation without worrying about that too much. As it is I have no real problem with fighting off the desire to make myself cum (although I have only gone a maximum of nineteen days), but trying not to touch my cock when it is rock hard and aching for attention is proving somewhat more of a challenge. However, I am endeavouring to apply myself to the task and have managed a guilt free sixty hours since my last permitted orgasm so far. Perhaps Mistress R's instruction that I must write down any infractions has focussed my mind sufficiently to make it to the next session without a blemish on my report card... only time will tell, and there's always a danger that Mistress will deliberately ignore me nearer the time and make it impossible for me to resist just so she can paddle my backside once again.
I am certainly looking forward to my next teasing session, whenever that may be, especially since Mistress has recently realised that I can take quite a lot of hard stroking without losing control. But then again, maybe Mistress will only decide to use the gentlest of touches to tease me, perhaps to force me to beg her to stroke me harder (I am allowed to ask, once the teasing begins, but with no guarantees...), I can only wait patiently and hope.
You know, I still love the Femdom sessions and I especially love the way it brings out Mistress R's confidence and sexual exuberance, but being under her control 24/7 (even without a chastity device) really is absolutely amazing. I'm sure it's not for everyone, but for me it's absolute Heaven.
Mistress R and I met in the early 90's when we were both in our early twenties. We were pretty much inseparable from the start and married quite quickly. After several years I somehow managed to pluck up the courage to suggest Femdom, I don't really remember too much about the conversation other than it was a bit uncomfortable... I do remember that Mistress thought that meant I wanted her to sleep with other men (an easy misconception I suppose). Thankfully we cleared all that up and slowly embarked on a very gentle Femdom course.
For reasons I won't go into here we stopped after a while and then started up again around the turn of the century. This time we went much further, with a strap-on, butt plugs, etc. This continued for the next ten years give or take, getting better all the time, but still remaining firmly a once a month treat. I would quite happily have made it a larger part of our sex life but Mistress was adamant that it should remain as it was as she didn't want our sexlife to become only Femdom. Fair enough, I knew a lot of men would kill for one hour of Femdom a month, so I counted myself very lucky.
I have been writing stories for Literotica for several years now and have been reading stories from that site for even longer. One story which I have always enjoyed and returned to time and again is 'Terri's Teasing Torment's'. It's quite a tame story really, but I think it's the perfect introduction to chastity play.
Anyway, over the last year or so, I gradually became more and more intrigued by the idea of male chastity. I discovered Sarah Jameson's excellent blog (www.malechastityblog.com) and read and absorbed the whole thing. I also bought a CB-3000, as the idea of being locked fascinated me. However I found it very unsuitable and not at all user-friendly, mainly because I couldn't get it on and when I did (sort of) it stuck out a mile and I couldn't possibly have worn it under clothes.
Despite this disappointment, the idea of male chastity and the idea of becoming more controlled by my beautiful wife / Mistress appealed greatly to me (one thing which appealed to me was simply the removal of performance anxiety which I have suffered with a fair amount) and one day I tried to get my wife interested in the idea. To say she was not keen would be an understatement, of epic proportions. In fact she was quite upset about the whole thing and seeing her reaction I did the only thing I thought I could do, I dropped it and tried to forget about it.
About a fortnight afterwards my wife brought the subject up again, which massively surprised me, I don't know why she did that, perhaps she could tell that it was still on my mind and she thought if she didn't resolve the issue one way or another then it would fester inside me and make me resent her.
Regardless we talked it over and I tried to convince her of all the positives it would bring to the relationship. I must have been at least partly successful as she agreed to impose a chastity period leading up to our monthly Femdom sessions. In truth this wasn't too difficult as we already left 3-4 days before the sessions to make sure that I was feeling somewhat horny before we started. Over the course of three or four months she extended the period from four days to twelve, and once she realised that it wasn't actually that big an issue and that I wasn't a gibbering wreck she became a little more comfortable with the idea. Of course during this time I was more than happy to provide her with as much oral servitude as she could wish for and once or twice we had penetrative sex without me cumming.
In truth for those first few months I wasn't getting exactly what I wanted, as the teasing was nowhere near as intense as I would have liked it, but I was determined to stick it out. That's the thing with male-chastity, you've got to be prepared to play the long game. I doubt many women are going to get it exactly how you want it straight away and though it may be frustrating (and not in a fun way) you must allow it to move at her pace or you risk blowing the whole thing.
Finally last month after our Femdom session, Mistress R agreed to put me back on 'stop' and I spent my first month under her control. I was allowed to cum once about four days later and then was kept waiting for a further twelve days before I was allowed to cum again. After that I had to wait for our next Femdom session to cum again, which was also the first time I was allowed inside her since before the previous Femdom session.
I was delighted when Mistress R agreed to continue the game following our latest Femdom session and am now once again under her control, with no idea when I will be allowed to cum again. This is still a work in progress, as I would like my orgasms to become less frequent and I am also trying to convince Mistress R that she does not have to allow me to cum during our Femdom sessions. That said, I have given Mistress R total control of my cock and orgasms and therefore it is up to her when I am allowed to cum, and as such if she wants me to cum every night then that is what will happen (who knows, maybe she will decide to do that at some point just to underline that it is she who decides and not I).
We are still refining the process and this last week we discussed certain points that have come up over the past month and it has been decided that I am now not allowed to ask for anything from my Mistress. She controls my cock and she decides when it is touched, when it is allowed to cum and when it is allowed inside her gorgeous pussy. I am totally happy with this. I am allowed to offer her oral service and foot worship, and if I feel that I am getting too horny and that I am going to disobey her and touch my cock without permission then I am permitted to ask her permission to do so. This hasn't occurred as yet, but she has made it clear to me that in this situation she may allow me to touch it myself, she may allow me to touch it under her supervision, she may touch it herself, or she may simply refuse permission altogether.
As I say, this is still a developing situation, but so far it seems to be going very well for both of us. I can certainly say that my cock is much harder and reliable than it was before and Mistress seems to have become more comfortable with the whole thing and perhaps because of her natural character is quite enjoying being in control and deciding when she wants my cock inside her and when she wants to see me cum.
I must admit the thought of being properly locked still appeals enormously to me, there's something about the thought of Mistress having my key around her neck that turns me to jelly, but for the moment I am more than happy to enjoy my current situation without worrying about that too much. As it is I have no real problem with fighting off the desire to make myself cum (although I have only gone a maximum of nineteen days), but trying not to touch my cock when it is rock hard and aching for attention is proving somewhat more of a challenge. However, I am endeavouring to apply myself to the task and have managed a guilt free sixty hours since my last permitted orgasm so far. Perhaps Mistress R's instruction that I must write down any infractions has focussed my mind sufficiently to make it to the next session without a blemish on my report card... only time will tell, and there's always a danger that Mistress will deliberately ignore me nearer the time and make it impossible for me to resist just so she can paddle my backside once again.
I am certainly looking forward to my next teasing session, whenever that may be, especially since Mistress has recently realised that I can take quite a lot of hard stroking without losing control. But then again, maybe Mistress will only decide to use the gentlest of touches to tease me, perhaps to force me to beg her to stroke me harder (I am allowed to ask, once the teasing begins, but with no guarantees...), I can only wait patiently and hope.
You know, I still love the Femdom sessions and I especially love the way it brings out Mistress R's confidence and sexual exuberance, but being under her control 24/7 (even without a chastity device) really is absolutely amazing. I'm sure it's not for everyone, but for me it's absolute Heaven.
Pictures...
Well, somehow we didn't get around to taking the photographs I talked about, but we should be doing them next weekend instead. It needs a bit of forethought really, because (for example) if Mistress wears socks all morning they will leave marks on her legs which will show up in the pictures, which will be even more obvious if we are getting them printed 2' x 3'. Well, as soon as we do them I shall let you all see the results.
Monday 25 April 2011
Perhaps a Bit of a Recap is in Order...
I have so many new visitors to my blog in the last 24 hours, thanks to Tom and Dev at Keyheld, I thought it might be an idea to have a bit of a recap as to how I got into this position…
Mistress R and I met in the early 90’s when we were both in our early twenties. We were pretty much inseparable from the start and married quite quickly. After several years I somehow managed to pluck up the courage to suggest Femdom, I don’t really remember too much about the conversation other than it was a bit uncomfortable… I do remember that Mistress thought that meant I wanted her to sleep with other men (an easy misconception I suppose). Thankfully we cleared all that up and slowly embarked on a very gentle Femdom course.
For reasons I won’t go into here we stopped after a while and then started up again around the turn of the century. This time we went much further, with a strap-on, butt plugs, etc. This continued for the next ten years give or take, getting better all the time, but still remaining firmly a once a month treat. I would quite happily have made it a larger part of our sex life but Mistress was adamant that it should remain as it was as she didn’t want our sexlife to become only Femdom. Fair enough, I knew a lot of men would kill for one hour of Femdom a month, so I counted myself very lucky.
I have been writing stories for Literotica for several years now and have been reading stories from that site for even longer. One story which I have always enjoyed and returned to time and again is ‘Terri’s Teasing Torment’s’. It’s quite a tame story really, but I think it’s the perfect introduction to chastity play.
Anyway, over the last year or so, I gradually became more and more intrigued by the idea of male chastity. I discovered Sarah Jameson’s excellent blog (www.malechastityblog.com) and read and absorbed the whole thing. I also bought a CB-3000, as the idea of being locked fascinated me. However I found it very unsuitable and not at all user-friendly, mainly because I couldn’t get it on and when I did (sort of) it stuck out a mile and I couldn’t possibly have worn it under clothes.
Despite this disappointment, the idea of male chastity and the idea of becoming more controlled by my beautiful wife / Mistress appealed greatly to me (one thing which appealed to me was simply the removal of performance anxiety which I have suffered with a fair amount) and one day I tried to get my wife interested in the idea. To say she was not keen would be an understatement, of epic proportions. In fact she was quite upset about the whole thing and seeing her reaction I did the only thing I thought I could do, I dropped it and tried to forget about it.
About a fortnight afterwards my wife brought the subject up again, which massively surprised me, I don’t know why she did that, perhaps she could tell that it was still on my mind and she thought if she didn’t resolve the issue one way or another then it would fester inside me and make me resent her.
Regardless we talked it over and I tried to convince her of all the positives it would bring to the relationship. I must have been at least partly successful as she agreed to impose a chastity period leading up to our monthly Femdom sessions. In truth this wasn’t too difficult as we already left 3-4 days before the sessions to make sure that I was feeling somewhat horny before we started. Over the course of three or four months she extended the period from four days to twelve, and once she realised that it wasn’t actually that big an issue and that I wasn’t a gibbering wreck she became a little more comfortable with the idea. Of course during this time I was more than happy to provide her with as much oral servitude as she could wish for and once or twice we had penetrative sex without me cumming.
In truth for those first few months I wasn’t getting exactly what I wanted, as the teasing was nowhere near as intense as I would have liked it, but I was determined to stick it out. That’s the thing with male-chastity, you’ve got to be prepared to play the long game. I doubt many women are going to get it exactly how you want it straight away and though it may be frustrating (and not in a fun way) you must allow it to move at her pace or you risk blowing the whole thing.
Finally last month after our Femdom session, Mistress R agreed to put me back on ‘stop’ and I spent my first month under her control. I was allowed to cum once about four days later and then was kept waiting for a further twelve days before I was allowed to cum again. After that I had to wait for our next Femdom session to cum again, which was also the first time I was allowed inside her since before the previous Femdom session.
I was delighted when Mistress R agreed to continue the game following our latest Femdom session and am now once again under her control, with no idea when I will be allowed to cum again. This is still a work in progress, as I would like my orgasms to become less frequent and I am also trying to convince Mistress R that she does not have to allow me to cum during our Femdom sessions. That said, I have given Mistress R total control of my cock and orgasms and therefore it is up to her when I am allowed to cum, and as such if she wants me to cum every night then that is what will happen (who knows, maybe she will decide to do that at some point just to underline that it is she who decides and not I).
We are still refining the process and this last week we discussed certain points that have come up over the past month and it has been decided that I am now not allowed to ask for anything from my Mistress. She controls my cock and she decides when it is touched, when it is allowed to cum and when it is allowed inside her gorgeous pussy. I am totally happy with this. I am allowed to offer her oral service and foot worship, and if I feel that I am getting too horny and that I am going to disobey her and touch my cock without permission then I am permitted to ask her permission to do so. This hasn’t occurred as yet, but she has made it clear to me that in this situation she may allow me to touch it myself, she may allow me to touch it under her supervision, she may touch it herself, or she may simply refuse permission altogether.
As I say, this is still a developing situation, but so far it seems to be going very well for both of us. I can certainly say that my cock is much harder and reliable than it was before and Mistress seems to have become more comfortable with the whole thing and perhaps because of her natural character is quite enjoying being in control and deciding when she wants my cock inside her and when she wants to see me cum.
I must admit the thought of being properly locked still appeals enormously to me, there’s something about the thought of Mistress having my key around her neck that turns me to jelly, but for the moment I am more than happy to enjoy my current situation without worrying about that too much. As it is I have no real problem with fighting off the desire to make myself cum (although I have only gone a maximum of nineteen days), but trying not to touch my cock when it is rock hard and aching for attention is proving somewhat more of a challenge. However, I am endeavouring to apply myself to the task and have managed a guilt free sixty hours since my last permitted orgasm so far. Perhaps Mistress R’s instruction that I must write down any infractions has focussed my mind sufficiently to make it to the next session without a blemish on my report card… only time will tell, and there’s always a danger that Mistress will deliberately ignore me nearer the time and make it impossible for me to resist just so she can paddle my backside once again.
I am certainly looking forward to my next teasing session, whenever that may be, especially since Mistress has recently realised that I can take quite a lot of hard stroking without losing control. But then again, maybe Mistress will only decide to use the gentlest of touches to tease me, perhaps to force me to beg her to stroke me harder (I am allowed to ask, once the teasing begins, but with no guarantees…), I can only wait patiently and hope.
You know, I still love the Femdom sessions and I especially love the way it brings out Mistress R’s confidence and sexual exuberance, but being under her control 24/7 (even without a chastity device) really is absolutely amazing. I’m sure it’s not for everyone, but for me it’s absolute Heaven.
Mistress R and I met in the early 90’s when we were both in our early twenties. We were pretty much inseparable from the start and married quite quickly. After several years I somehow managed to pluck up the courage to suggest Femdom, I don’t really remember too much about the conversation other than it was a bit uncomfortable… I do remember that Mistress thought that meant I wanted her to sleep with other men (an easy misconception I suppose). Thankfully we cleared all that up and slowly embarked on a very gentle Femdom course.
For reasons I won’t go into here we stopped after a while and then started up again around the turn of the century. This time we went much further, with a strap-on, butt plugs, etc. This continued for the next ten years give or take, getting better all the time, but still remaining firmly a once a month treat. I would quite happily have made it a larger part of our sex life but Mistress was adamant that it should remain as it was as she didn’t want our sexlife to become only Femdom. Fair enough, I knew a lot of men would kill for one hour of Femdom a month, so I counted myself very lucky.
I have been writing stories for Literotica for several years now and have been reading stories from that site for even longer. One story which I have always enjoyed and returned to time and again is ‘Terri’s Teasing Torment’s’. It’s quite a tame story really, but I think it’s the perfect introduction to chastity play.
Anyway, over the last year or so, I gradually became more and more intrigued by the idea of male chastity. I discovered Sarah Jameson’s excellent blog (www.malechastityblog.com) and read and absorbed the whole thing. I also bought a CB-3000, as the idea of being locked fascinated me. However I found it very unsuitable and not at all user-friendly, mainly because I couldn’t get it on and when I did (sort of) it stuck out a mile and I couldn’t possibly have worn it under clothes.
Despite this disappointment, the idea of male chastity and the idea of becoming more controlled by my beautiful wife / Mistress appealed greatly to me (one thing which appealed to me was simply the removal of performance anxiety which I have suffered with a fair amount) and one day I tried to get my wife interested in the idea. To say she was not keen would be an understatement, of epic proportions. In fact she was quite upset about the whole thing and seeing her reaction I did the only thing I thought I could do, I dropped it and tried to forget about it.
About a fortnight afterwards my wife brought the subject up again, which massively surprised me, I don’t know why she did that, perhaps she could tell that it was still on my mind and she thought if she didn’t resolve the issue one way or another then it would fester inside me and make me resent her.
Regardless we talked it over and I tried to convince her of all the positives it would bring to the relationship. I must have been at least partly successful as she agreed to impose a chastity period leading up to our monthly Femdom sessions. In truth this wasn’t too difficult as we already left 3-4 days before the sessions to make sure that I was feeling somewhat horny before we started. Over the course of three or four months she extended the period from four days to twelve, and once she realised that it wasn’t actually that big an issue and that I wasn’t a gibbering wreck she became a little more comfortable with the idea. Of course during this time I was more than happy to provide her with as much oral servitude as she could wish for and once or twice we had penetrative sex without me cumming.
In truth for those first few months I wasn’t getting exactly what I wanted, as the teasing was nowhere near as intense as I would have liked it, but I was determined to stick it out. That’s the thing with male-chastity, you’ve got to be prepared to play the long game. I doubt many women are going to get it exactly how you want it straight away and though it may be frustrating (and not in a fun way) you must allow it to move at her pace or you risk blowing the whole thing.
Finally last month after our Femdom session, Mistress R agreed to put me back on ‘stop’ and I spent my first month under her control. I was allowed to cum once about four days later and then was kept waiting for a further twelve days before I was allowed to cum again. After that I had to wait for our next Femdom session to cum again, which was also the first time I was allowed inside her since before the previous Femdom session.
I was delighted when Mistress R agreed to continue the game following our latest Femdom session and am now once again under her control, with no idea when I will be allowed to cum again. This is still a work in progress, as I would like my orgasms to become less frequent and I am also trying to convince Mistress R that she does not have to allow me to cum during our Femdom sessions. That said, I have given Mistress R total control of my cock and orgasms and therefore it is up to her when I am allowed to cum, and as such if she wants me to cum every night then that is what will happen (who knows, maybe she will decide to do that at some point just to underline that it is she who decides and not I).
We are still refining the process and this last week we discussed certain points that have come up over the past month and it has been decided that I am now not allowed to ask for anything from my Mistress. She controls my cock and she decides when it is touched, when it is allowed to cum and when it is allowed inside her gorgeous pussy. I am totally happy with this. I am allowed to offer her oral service and foot worship, and if I feel that I am getting too horny and that I am going to disobey her and touch my cock without permission then I am permitted to ask her permission to do so. This hasn’t occurred as yet, but she has made it clear to me that in this situation she may allow me to touch it myself, she may allow me to touch it under her supervision, she may touch it herself, or she may simply refuse permission altogether.
As I say, this is still a developing situation, but so far it seems to be going very well for both of us. I can certainly say that my cock is much harder and reliable than it was before and Mistress seems to have become more comfortable with the whole thing and perhaps because of her natural character is quite enjoying being in control and deciding when she wants my cock inside her and when she wants to see me cum.
I must admit the thought of being properly locked still appeals enormously to me, there’s something about the thought of Mistress having my key around her neck that turns me to jelly, but for the moment I am more than happy to enjoy my current situation without worrying about that too much. As it is I have no real problem with fighting off the desire to make myself cum (although I have only gone a maximum of nineteen days), but trying not to touch my cock when it is rock hard and aching for attention is proving somewhat more of a challenge. However, I am endeavouring to apply myself to the task and have managed a guilt free sixty hours since my last permitted orgasm so far. Perhaps Mistress R’s instruction that I must write down any infractions has focussed my mind sufficiently to make it to the next session without a blemish on my report card… only time will tell, and there’s always a danger that Mistress will deliberately ignore me nearer the time and make it impossible for me to resist just so she can paddle my backside once again.
I am certainly looking forward to my next teasing session, whenever that may be, especially since Mistress has recently realised that I can take quite a lot of hard stroking without losing control. But then again, maybe Mistress will only decide to use the gentlest of touches to tease me, perhaps to force me to beg her to stroke me harder (I am allowed to ask, once the teasing begins, but with no guarantees…), I can only wait patiently and hope.
You know, I still love the Femdom sessions and I especially love the way it brings out Mistress R’s confidence and sexual exuberance, but being under her control 24/7 (even without a chastity device) really is absolutely amazing. I’m sure it’s not for everyone, but for me it’s absolute Heaven.
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Sunday 24 April 2011
The most amazing morning...
Mistress R and I decided to have our monthly femdom session very early this morning, and it was truly amazing. I was finally allowed inside her beautiful pussy and it felt fucking mindblowing after a whole month without! I don't know whether it was because of the past month (her first being fully in control), but Mistress was so into it and she really made it one to remember. At one point she was alternating between riding my cock hard, sitting on my face and some very rough stroking (nails too) all while I had a dildo pushed in my ass... how the hell I managed not to cum I will never know! And when she did finally allow me to cum (after she had cum of course), she made me clean up every last drop of it, which seemed a hell of a lot, even for eleven days.
More importantly, I am finally satisfied that Mistress is comfortable in her new role, and happy to continue the chastity game. I cannot tell you how pleased I am about that! During the session I also confessed to Mistress that I had touched my cock quite a few times during the month when I wasn't supposed to, which earned me a whipping (not too bad), and a few strokes of the paddle (ouch!). Now I have been told that if I feel the need to touch my cock I must ask permission (maximum of three times between orgasms), albeit permission is not guaranteed and there may be conditions attached. Also if I do touch my cock without permission I must make notes of when and how many times so that I may be punished for my mistakes accordingly. We also straightened out some other points which mean that I am not allowed to beg to be allowed to cum, or to be allowed inside her. I just have to wait until she decides.
Well needless to say, I'm back in chastity again now and with no idea when I will be allowed to cum again. I hope it's a really long wait this time...
More importantly, I am finally satisfied that Mistress is comfortable in her new role, and happy to continue the chastity game. I cannot tell you how pleased I am about that! During the session I also confessed to Mistress that I had touched my cock quite a few times during the month when I wasn't supposed to, which earned me a whipping (not too bad), and a few strokes of the paddle (ouch!). Now I have been told that if I feel the need to touch my cock I must ask permission (maximum of three times between orgasms), albeit permission is not guaranteed and there may be conditions attached. Also if I do touch my cock without permission I must make notes of when and how many times so that I may be punished for my mistakes accordingly. We also straightened out some other points which mean that I am not allowed to beg to be allowed to cum, or to be allowed inside her. I just have to wait until she decides.
Well needless to say, I'm back in chastity again now and with no idea when I will be allowed to cum again. I hope it's a really long wait this time...
Saturday 23 April 2011
FEMDOM SESSION 24th April 2011
Mistress R and I decided to have our monthly femdom session very early this morning, and it was truly amazing. I was finally allowed inside her beautiful pussy and it felt fucking mindblowing after a whole month without! I don’t know whether it was because of the past month (her first being fully in control), but Mistress was so into it and she really made it one to remember. At one point she was alternating between riding my cock hard, sitting on my face and some very rough stroking (nails too) all while I had a dildo pushed in my ass… how the hell I managed not to cum I will never know! And when she did finally allow me to cum (after she had cum of course), she made me clean up every last drop of it, which seemed a hell of a lot, even for eleven days.
More importantly, I am finally satisfied that Mistress is comfortable in her new role, and happy to continue the chastity game. I cannot tell you how pleased I am about that! During the session I also confessed to Mistress that I had touched my cock quite a few times during the month when I wasn’t supposed to, which earned me a whipping (not too bad), and a few strokes of the paddle (ouch!). Now I have been told that if I feel the need to touch my cock I must ask permission (maximum of three times between orgasms), albeit permission is not guaranteed and there may be conditions attached. Also if I do touch my cock without permission I must make notes of when and how many times so that I may be punished for my mistakes accordingly. We also straightened out some other points which mean that I am not allowed to beg to be allowed to cum, or to be allowed inside her. I just have to wait until she decides.
Well needless to say, I’m back in chastity again now and with no idea when I will be allowed to cum again. I hope it’s a really long wait this time…
More importantly, I am finally satisfied that Mistress is comfortable in her new role, and happy to continue the chastity game. I cannot tell you how pleased I am about that! During the session I also confessed to Mistress that I had touched my cock quite a few times during the month when I wasn’t supposed to, which earned me a whipping (not too bad), and a few strokes of the paddle (ouch!). Now I have been told that if I feel the need to touch my cock I must ask permission (maximum of three times between orgasms), albeit permission is not guaranteed and there may be conditions attached. Also if I do touch my cock without permission I must make notes of when and how many times so that I may be punished for my mistakes accordingly. We also straightened out some other points which mean that I am not allowed to beg to be allowed to cum, or to be allowed inside her. I just have to wait until she decides.
Well needless to say, I’m back in chastity again now and with no idea when I will be allowed to cum again. I hope it’s a really long wait this time…
Friday 22 April 2011
The Next Step (written April 2011)
Matt sat on the edge of the bed looking down at the steel tube which encased his cock. He'd waited so long for this moment, but still he was tremendously nervous. As he looked down he caught sight of his face, reflected in the highly polished surface of the chastity device. Could he really go through with this? He steeled himself and pushed the small padlock through the locking holes and snapped it shut. His breathing was heavy as he dressed quickly, determined to get this part over with quickly before he backed out of it once again.
He walked down the stairs, the two small keys pressed firmly into his palm. About half way down the stairs he panicked. What was he doing? What was he thinking? What would she think? He paused on the stairs, his mind in turmoil as he debated whether to retreat back upstairs, but now it was too late, she was calling him.
"Matt!"
He froze like a deer in headlights, squeezing the keys tighter and tighter until they left an imprint in his palm.
"Matt!"
Matt slowly took the last few steps to the bottom of the stairs to see his gorgeous wife Suzanne standing there holding out a jar.
"Can you open this for me please?"
Matt looked at her stupidly. They had been married for six years now, but he still found her absolutely stunning and couldn‘t believe he had been so lucky as to marry a woman like her.
"Oh, yes, of course."
He reached out to take the jar and then realised that he was still holding the keys to his chastity device. He quickly stuffed them into his pocket and opened the jar with relative ease. Suzanne kissed him on the cheek and took the jar back before returning to the kitchen.
Matt watched her walk through the kitchen door and stood in the middle of the lounge feeling slightly foolish. He noticed he was trembling slightly, but worked up the courage to follow her into the kitchen.
He surveyed the worksurfaces and quickly realised that she was in the middle of cooking something.
"Are you busy?" he asked.
"Well yes, a little," she said.
"Oh, okay...it doesn't matter."
He turned to leave, but Suzanne sensed something was up and called him back.
"I know that look," she said mischievously. "What have you done?"
Matt couldn't help but smile to himself, he was prone to nervous laughter at the best of times.
"Umm, can I talk to you for a moment, in here?"
"Sure," she said, looking a little apprehensive as she followed him into the lounge.
"Sit down... please," said Matt.
Suzanne sat on the sofa and Matt sat down next to her.
"I....I have something to give you."
He fished in his pocket and retrieved the small key ring and two keys, he held them out to his wife saying "I….I would like you to have these."
Suzanne looked at the two small keys hanging from her husband's fingers. She instantly knew what they were for, but she was still more than a little surprised. She continued to stare at them as Matt twitched nervously next to her.
"Are they what I think they are?" she asked softly.
"Y...yes," he stammered.
She looked at him, a mixture of emotions bubbling over inside.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
He paused for a moment, concentrating his thoughts.
"Yes... I'm sure."
The silence hung heavily in the air as they looked at each other, Suzanne still not making any move for the keys.
"And you understand what this means?"
"Yes..."
Suzanne arched an eyebrow slightly and Matt hastily corrected himself.
"Yes, Mistress."
Suzanne reached out and held her upturned palm under the keys. Matt let go and the two keys clinked together as they fell into her hand.
"Thank you," she said and leaned over to kiss him.
As they broke they kiss, Suzanne said two words; "Show me."
Matt understood immediately and stood up. He undid his button and pushed his trousers and boxers down in one movement, revealing the highly polished metal chastity device that encased his cock. Suzanne gasped as she saw the curved tube for the first time. She had only seen plastic chastity devices before, cheap-looking horrible things, but this was quite different. She reached out and traced her finger along the length of the tube and then moved down to softly massage Matt's balls, causing his cock to swell inside the tube.
"Mmmmm," purred Suzanne. "Is it comfortable?"
"Yes... I've worn it on and off for a month... I wanted to make sure that it was okay before
I gave you the keys."
"I see... what's the longest you've had it on?"
“About three days."
"And it was okay?"
"It chaffed a little, but a little cream sorted it."
Suzanne smiled and bent her head closer to her husband's groin. He felt her breath on his balls and then her tongue flicking against them, coating them with her saliva. Matt's cock was quickly as hard as it could get inside the tight tube and he was soon groaning as she sucked his balls into her mouth, knowing full well what she was doing to him.
Matt looked down and saw that Suzanne had hitched up her thin red summer dress and was rubbing her pussy as she tormented him. The sight of his beautiful wife giving herself pleasure at the very moment that he had surrendered his own to her was almost too much for him. Abruptly Suzanne let go of him and leaned back on the sofa, spreading her legs and exposing her soaking wet knickers to him. Matt was on his knees in seconds, while Suzanne lay back further and lifted herself up so that he could peel away the wet cotton.
Matt tossed the damp panties to one side and then moved closer, drinking in the sight of his wife’s delicious pussy. He breathed deeply, inhaling her luscious scent and then bent closer, gently kissing the small patch of neatly trimmed hair above her slit.
Then, overcome with need he buried his face in her delicious pussy, expertly teasing her lips with his own, pulling on them gently while pressing his hand down softly on her mound. Suzanne was soon grinding her aching cunt against him, moving herself so that her clit was in line with her husband's mouth. Matt took the hint and gently started to use his tongue to stimulate the hood of her sensitive bud and then, almost before he had started, Suzanne's body spasmed wildly, taking him completely by surprise as she shuddered through a massive orgasm. Matt kept licking her, savouring every drop of her beautiful juice until Suzanne pushed his head away and begged him to stop. Matt looked up in total shock, he had never seen his wife cum so fast in his life!
"Wow," breathed Suzanne, smiling down at him. "That was… amazing!"
Matt didn't know what to say, his eyes were irresistibly drawn back between her beautiful smooth legs to her gorgeous, wet, pussy and he couldn't resist leaning forward and gently mopping up her juices with his tongue, carefully avoiding her over-sensitive clit. Matt adored the taste of his wife's pussy and Suzanne was used to having him clean up her juices, his too for that matter… although given this latest turn of events it occurred to her that he might not be doing that again for a little while...
After a short while Suzanne recovered and sat up, while Matt remained kneeling in front of her. She bent down and pushed the key into the small padlock and turned it until she heard a small click. Suzanne twisted the padlock open and slowly slid the curved metal bar out of the rings in the top of the chastity device. She sat up and put the padlock to one side and then bent down to remove the metal tube from Matt’s cock. The tube slid off fairly easily and within seconds Matt’s cock was pointing upwards and rock hard.
“Now,” said Suzanne. “Do you remember what I said to you when you asked me if I would be your keyholder?”
“Yes Mistress, you said that if I really wanted to wear a chastity device…that I would have to follow your rules to the letter.”
“And what were those rules slave?”
“I must give you total control of my cock… I must give you all the keys to the padlock… I must accept that you will only unlock me when you wish to play with my cock… I must accept that being unlocked does not necessarily mean that I will get to cum or even that you will touch me…”
“Go on.”
“I must always be ready to pleasure you Mistress….”
“And?”
“If I am allowed to cum… I must lick it up from wherever it lands, Mistress.”
“Very good slave, although I think you have forgotten one...”
Matt looked quizickally at his wife and Mistress.
“You must accept that there may be long periods when you are not allowed to cum, and you must NEVER cum without permission.”
“Yes Mistress, sorry Mistress.”
“And you accept all these rules slave?”
"Yes Mistress."
"Yes Mistress."
“Good. Well it looks like it needs some attention, so why don’t you stroke it for me?”
“Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress…”
Matt reached down and curled his hand around his rock hard length, he slowly began to jerk his meat as his eyes were irresistibly drawn to the wet slippery flesh between his Mistress’s thighs. Suzanne leaned back and opened her legs to give him a better view of the beautiful slit he craved so much, her fingers sliding either side and squeezing her pink lips together before peeling them apart to show him just what he was giving up for her.
“Oh slave, what have you done… once you’re locked up only I will get to decide when your cock is released and only I will decide if it is to be allowed inside my beautiful pussy… and that might not be very often at all. Can you live with that slave, or would you rather just throw in the towel now and go back to a normal life.”
Matt looked at her, the tiniest hint of doubt lingering in his eyes.
Matt looked at her, the tiniest hint of doubt lingering in his eyes.
“I only want what you want Mistress.”
Suzanne smiled as she watched his hand pumping his cock a little harder now.
“Don’t you cum without permission,” she warned.
“No Mistress,” replied Matt breathlessly as he stared longingly at Suzanne’s dripping wet cunt.
“If you cum without my permission your first stint in the tube will be one you’ll never forget!”
Suzanne lifted up her foot and pressed the instep against Matt’s balls.
“These are mine too,” she said sharply, before softly kicking his balls.
“Yes Mistress,” agreed Matt as his cock grew harder still.
“Right, I want to see you edge.”
Matt looked up into her eyes and breathed heavily as his hand moved faster on his cock.
“Don’t you dare cum without permission,” she reminded him tersely.
Matt pumped his cock hard until he felt the tell-tale signs of approaching orgasm.
“I’m there Mistress,” he gasped, loosening his grip on his straining cock.
Suzanne bent down and batted his hands away, before very softly stroking his throbbing, aching, desperate cock a few times, only stopping when she saw a clear drop of fluid appear at the tip of his cock. Suzanne dragged her finger across the tip of his cock, collecting the drop of pre-cum carefully and then watching intently as he obediently licked her finger clean.
“You’re going to be tasting that a lot,” she smirked. “A lot more than you’re going to be tasting your cum, that’s for sure.”
Matt gasped as his cock throbbed madly, threatening to erupt even without the benefit of direct stimulation. Suzanne looked down at his stalk pulsing madly and closed her legs.
“I think that’s enough for today, in future I will want at least two or three edges, but I think you are a little too excited today, and I don’t want any accidents.”
“No Mistress, thank you Mistress.”
Suzanne leaned forward as if to kiss him but instead pressed her mouth close to his ear and whispered, "Wouldn’t you just love to grab it, pump it and spray your cum all over my beautiful feet slave?”
“Oh God yes Mistress…”
“Even though you know that you would have to lick up and swallow every single drop of your cum?”
“Yes Mistress, please…”
Suzanne chuckled to herself softly.
The Next Step (written April 2011)
Matt sat on the edge of the bed looking down at the steel tube which encased his cock. He'd waited so long for this moment, but still he was tremendously nervous. As he looked down he caught sight of his face, reflected in the highly polished surface of the chastity device. Could he really go through with this? He steeled himself and pushed the small padlock through the locking holes and snapped it shut. His breathing was heavy as he dressed quickly, determined to get this part over with quickly before he backed out of it once again.
He walked down the stairs, the two small keys pressed firmly into his palm. About half way down the stairs he panicked. What was he doing? What was he thinking? What would she think? He paused on the stairs, his mind in turmoil as he debated whether to retreat back upstairs, but now it was too late, she was calling him.
"Matt!"
He froze like a deer in headlights, squeezing the keys tighter and tighter until they left an imprint in his palm.
"Matt!"
Matt slowly took the last few steps to the bottom of the stairs to see his gorgeous wife Suzanne standing there holding out a jar.
"Can you open this for me please?"
Matt looked at her stupidly. They had been married for six years now, but he still found her absolutely stunning and couldn‘t believe he had been so lucky as to marry a woman like her.
"Oh, yes, of course."
He reached out to take the jar and then realised that he was still holding the keys to his chastity device. He quickly stuffed them into his pocket and opened the jar with relative ease. Suzanne kissed him on the cheek and took the jar back before returning to the kitchen.
Matt watched her walk through the kitchen door and stood in the middle of the lounge feeling slightly foolish. He noticed he was trembling slightly, but worked up the courage to follow her into the kitchen.
He surveyed the worksurfaces and quickly realised that she was in the middle of cooking something.
"Are you busy?" he asked.
"Well yes, a little," she said.
"Oh, okay...it doesn't matter."
He turned to leave, but Suzanne sensed something was up and called him back.
"I know that look," she said mischievously. "What have you done?"
Matt couldn't help but smile to himself, he was prone to nervous laughter at the best of times.
"Umm, can I talk to you for a moment, in here?"
"Sure," she said, looking a little apprehensive as she followed him into the lounge.
"Sit down... please," said Matt.
Suzanne sat on the sofa and Matt sat down next to her.
"I....I have something to give you."
He fished in his pocket and retrieved the small key ring and two keys, he held them out to his wife saying "I….I would like you to have these."
Suzanne looked at the two small keys hanging from her husband's fingers. She instantly knew what they were for, but she was still more than a little surprised. She continued to stare at them as Matt twitched nervously next to her.
"Are they what I think they are?" she asked softly.
"Y...yes," he stammered.
She looked at him, a mixture of emotions bubbling over inside.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
He paused for a moment, concentrating his thoughts.
"Yes... I'm sure."
The silence hung heavily in the air as they looked at each other, Suzanne still not making any move for the keys.
"And you understand what this means?"
"Yes..."
Suzanne arched an eyebrow slightly and Matt hastily corrected himself.
"Yes, Mistress."
Suzanne reached out and held her upturned palm under the keys. Matt let go and the two keys clinked together as they fell into her hand.
"Thank you," she said and leaned over to kiss him.
As they broke they kiss, Suzanne said two words; "Show me."
Matt understood immediately and stood up. He undid his button and pushed his trousers and boxers down in one movement, revealing the highly polished metal chastity device that encased his cock. Suzanne gasped as she saw the curved tube for the first time. She had only seen plastic chastity devices before, cheap-looking horrible things, but this was quite different. She reached out and traced her finger along the length of the tube and then moved down to softly massage Matt's balls, causing his cock to swell inside the tube.
"Mmmmm," purred Suzanne. "Is it comfortable?"
"Yes... I've worn it on and off for a month... I wanted to make sure that it was okay before
I gave you the keys."
"I see... what's the longest you've had it on?"
“About three days."
"And it was okay?"
"It chaffed a little, but a little cream sorted it."
Suzanne smiled and bent her head closer to her husband's groin. He felt her breath on his balls and then her tongue flicking against them, coating them with her saliva. Matt's cock was quickly as hard as it could get inside the tight tube and he was soon groaning as she sucked his balls into her mouth, knowing full well what she was doing to him.
Matt looked down and saw that Suzanne had hitched up her thin red summer dress and was rubbing her pussy as she tormented him. The sight of his beautiful wife giving herself pleasure at the very moment that he had surrendered his own to her was almost too much for him. Abruptly Suzanne let go of him and leaned back on the sofa, spreading her legs and exposing her soaking wet knickers to him. Matt was on his knees in seconds, while Suzanne lay back further and lifted herself up so that he could peel away the wet cotton.
Matt tossed the damp panties to one side and then moved closer, drinking in the sight of his wife’s delicious pussy. He breathed deeply, inhaling her luscious scent and then bent closer, gently kissing the small patch of neatly trimmed hair above her slit.
Then, overcome with need he buried his face in her delicious pussy, expertly teasing her lips with his own, pulling on them gently while pressing his hand down softly on her mound. Suzanne was soon grinding her aching cunt against him, moving herself so that her clit was in line with her husband's mouth. Matt took the hint and gently started to use his tongue to stimulate the hood of her sensitive bud and then, almost before he had started, Suzanne's body spasmed wildly, taking him completely by surprise as she shuddered through a massive orgasm. Matt kept licking her, savouring every drop of her beautiful juice until Suzanne pushed his head away and begged him to stop. Matt looked up in total shock, he had never seen his wife cum so fast in his life!
"Wow," breathed Suzanne, smiling down at him. "That was… amazing!"
Matt didn't know what to say, his eyes were irresistibly drawn back between her beautiful smooth legs to her gorgeous, wet, pussy and he couldn't resist leaning forward and gently mopping up her juices with his tongue, carefully avoiding her over-sensitive clit. Matt adored the taste of his wife's pussy and Suzanne was used to having him clean up her juices, his too for that matter… although given this latest turn of events it occurred to her that he might not be doing that again for a little while...
After a short while Suzanne recovered and sat up, while Matt remained kneeling in front of her. She bent down and pushed the key into the small padlock and turned it until she heard a small click. Suzanne twisted the padlock open and slowly slid the curved metal bar out of the rings in the top of the chastity device. She sat up and put the padlock to one side and then bent down to remove the metal tube from Matt’s cock. The tube slid off fairly easily and within seconds Matt’s cock was pointing upwards and rock hard.
“Now,” said Suzanne. “Do you remember what I said to you when you asked me if I would be your keyholder?”
“Yes Mistress, you said that if I really wanted to wear a chastity device…that I would have to follow your rules to the letter.”
“And what were those rules slave?”
“I must give you total control of my cock… I must give you all the keys to the padlock… I must accept that you will only unlock me when you wish to play with my cock… I must accept that being unlocked does not necessarily mean that I will get to cum or even that you will touch me…”
“Go on.”
“I must always be ready to pleasure you Mistress….”
“And?”
“If I am allowed to cum… I must lick it up from wherever it lands, Mistress.”
“Very good slave, although I think you have forgotten one...”
Matt looked quizickally at his wife and Mistress.
“You must accept that there may be long periods when you are not allowed to cum, and you must NEVER cum without permission.”
“Yes Mistress, sorry Mistress.”
“And you accept all these rules slave?”
"Yes Mistress."
"Yes Mistress."
“Good. Well it looks like it needs some attention, so why don’t you stroke it for me?”
“Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress…”
Matt reached down and curled his hand around his rock hard length, he slowly began to jerk his meat as his eyes were irresistibly drawn to the wet slippery flesh between his Mistress’s thighs. Suzanne leaned back and opened her legs to give him a better view of the beautiful slit he craved so much, her fingers sliding either side and squeezing her pink lips together before peeling them apart to show him just what he was giving up for her.
“Oh slave, what have you done… once you’re locked up only I will get to decide when your cock is released and only I will decide if it is to be allowed inside my beautiful pussy… and that might not be very often at all. Can you live with that slave, or would you rather just throw in the towel now and go back to a normal life.”
Matt looked at her, the tiniest hint of doubt lingering in his eyes.
Matt looked at her, the tiniest hint of doubt lingering in his eyes.
“I only want what you want Mistress.”
Suzanne smiled as she watched his hand pumping his cock a little harder now.
“Don’t you cum without permission,” she warned.
“No Mistress,” replied Matt breathlessly as he stared longingly at Suzanne’s dripping wet cunt.
“If you cum without my permission your first stint in the tube will be one you’ll never forget!”
Suzanne lifted up her foot and pressed the instep against Matt’s balls.
“These are mine too,” she said sharply, before softly kicking his balls.
“Yes Mistress,” agreed Matt as his cock grew harder still.
“Right, I want to see you edge.”
Matt looked up into her eyes and breathed heavily as his hand moved faster on his cock.
“Don’t you dare cum without permission,” she reminded him tersely.
Matt pumped his cock hard until he felt the tell-tale signs of approaching orgasm.
“I’m there Mistress,” he gasped, loosening his grip on his straining cock.
Suzanne bent down and batted his hands away, before very softly stroking his throbbing, aching, desperate cock a few times, only stopping when she saw a clear drop of fluid appear at the tip of his cock. Suzanne dragged her finger across the tip of his cock, collecting the drop of pre-cum carefully and then watching intently as he obediently licked her finger clean.
“You’re going to be tasting that a lot,” she smirked. “A lot more than you’re going to be tasting your cum, that’s for sure.”
Matt gasped as his cock throbbed madly, threatening to erupt even without the benefit of direct stimulation. Suzanne looked down at his stalk pulsing madly and closed her legs.
“I think that’s enough for today, in future I will want at least two or three edges, but I think you are a little too excited today, and I don’t want any accidents.”
“No Mistress, thank you Mistress.”
Suzanne leaned forward as if to kiss him but instead pressed her mouth close to his ear and whispered, "Wouldn’t you just love to grab it, pump it and spray your cum all over my beautiful feet slave?”
“Oh God yes Mistress…”
“Even though you know that you would have to lick up and swallow every single drop of your cum?”
“Yes Mistress, please…”
Suzanne chuckled to herself softly.
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