Tuesday, 31 May 2011

A belated question for our friendly cuckold...

I had a question emailed to me for our friendly cuckold, and he has very kindly emailed me back with an answer.

The question was, in a nutshell, 'It looks to me like she was going to cuckold you either way, whether you wanted it or not (since she was going to his house to watch TV, etc, etc)...


 I'm sure many men who have fantasies of being cuckolded would love to imagine it going that way.  In our case, that was very unlikely.  I won't say impossible, because we'll never know.  My wife doesn't make friends particularly easy.  She's fairly shy and isn't super tolerant of people she doesn't like.  Her friend at work is someone she truly likes as a friend and has a lot in common with.  If she had to choose being friends with him or sleeping with him, I believe she would choose friendship.  As far as that night in question, she doesn't believe something would have happened had we not had "the talk" and I tend to believe her.  On her end, she was legitimately looking forward to hanging out as friends and from his end, he's a very "nice", "moral" guy who has also expressed a lot of appreciation for their friendship.  It doesn't seem likely he would have made a first move and my wife wouldn't have either.  She does really love kissing and if he had tried that, I/she thinks she may have succumbed to his charms, but she doesn't imagine it would have gone any farther.  As I've said before, we're very happy together and have an immense amount of trust in each other...something she would not have wanted to risk.

All that being said...now that the horse has been let out of the barn, I'm not sure it could be tamed.  If our marriage were on the line, I'm sure she would end the cuckolding(at least that I was aware of), but she's really enjoying herself and I think she would have a very difficult time giving it up.

Just a few more hours left to vote in the latest poll...

It's looking like a pretty comprehensive result for the 'No' option, but I see a few more 'Yes' votes have been cast lately. Still not sure what I think really, though I voted 'No', it depends how you look at it I guess.
If you haven't voted yet, please do, the voting takes place just under the bright blue 'Keyheld' banner on the right hand side.

Monday, 30 May 2011

Confession time again...

Yesterday Mistress R allowed me the pleasure of going down on her once more, I didn't think it was going to work as it seemed to be taking a bit longer than usual (not that I'm complaining you understand), but in the end Mistress had a really strong orgasm which made me so very happy. Afterwards I had to confess my sins and received eleven stingy slaps with the paddle, well actually only about four of them actual stung, but they were stingy enough! Not really convinced they are going to stop me touching my cock this week though, but I must try... At least the ratio of 3:1 is being maintained, if nothing else.

Have written quite a big chunk of my book now, 14000 words so far, so I'm just over a quarter of the way through. Seems to be going pretty well so far, and Mistress R is certainly enjoying reading it.

Kayla from Eden Fantasys was surprisingly cool about the review I posted over the weekend, so it looks like I will be getting another toy after all!

Sunday, 29 May 2011

REVIEW: Wicked Stroker Carmen's Tight Ass...

Or as we have now christened it, 'Princess Fiona's Tight Ass'...

So you may remember I commented on this product the other day, but we decided that it wasn't really a fair trial... So Mistress gave me a special dispensation to try the toy on my own for a few minutes (no cumming allowed of course!), which in a way I didn't really want to do, because it kind of goes against the spirit of what we are doing, but then on the other hand I wanted to give Eden Fantasys a fair review seeing as they had so kindly sent me this toy. And since I was allowed to cum yesterday anyway it seems a good time to do it before the denial kicks in again.
So, anyway this toy is called 'Carmen's Tight Ass' and my first thought was, who the hell is Carmen Hart? I mean I have never heard of her, and let's face it I'm a man with regular access to the internet, I know who most of these people are! So I Googled her and this is a picture of her (I like to know whose ass I'm pretending to fuck).




So now I feel like a bouncer at a night club, "Sorry love, I've never heard of you, now piss off... (and take your tight ass with you)".
So I Googled her some more and really found very little that warranted an anal toy, though at least the description is probably fairly accurate as there isn't very much evidence that 'Carmen's tight ass' has had much to do with any porn-star sized cocks... Which is, of course, somewhat beside the point, as ultimately they could just as easily have labelled this toy with whoever's name they wished, unless they are trying to tell me that they've actually moulded this toy from her actual anal cavity? Or perhaps it's just that all the porn stars renowned for their work in that, erm… field, already have their own product?
But I digress… This morning then I decided was as good a time as any to try out the pocket pussy as these things are called. So I pulled out a good story, fitted a cock-ring (because if last time was anything to go by, not using one was going to make it even more difficult) and some water based lube and got my cock nice and hard. Very hard in fact... it was a very good story. Then I slathered my cock with the lube and used my hand to warm it up and spread it evenly, so far so good.
Then I took hold of the toy and placed the small hole at the tip of my cock and pushed down. It went on a lot easier this time, probably because I used a lot more lube, and it didn’t feel at all unpleasant, but because my hand was now covered in lube it was kind of hard to keep hold of the bloody thing. Not only that but as soon as you let go it wants to push itself off your cock, which is a shame as I had originally envisaged Mistress R using it in our sessions as a hands free device while she sat on my face or did something else equally yummy. 
It's also just so squidgy that it's actually quite hard to control, in fact I honestly think that if I was going to buy one of these things I would definitely go for something which had a firm outer casing (like a Fleshlight) as trying to hold onto this thing is a bit tricky, even once I'd got the lube off my hand, because it stretches around your cock and you end up wanking something about the diameter of a can of beans, which then makes it difficult to apply any kind of pressure because your fingers aren't 'closed' enough to get sufficient grip.
I have to admit though, that throughout the whole experience my over-riding thought was 'for fucks sake just take it off and use your hand!', which is not ideal is it?
And then there's the colour...





As I said in my previous post, the colour is quite disgusting and it doesn't really feel pleasant to the touch (I'm not surprised Mistress R didn't want to touch it, it's like holding blancmange), I'm also not too sure if the one I was sent slipped through the quality control department as despite the pristine appearance of the one in the picture, mine has the texture of a bath-sponge in places which suggests to me that there were air bubbles in the moulding process. This may not be an issue as far as the use of the toy goes, but it doesn't do much for the appearance of something which is already quite unappealing from an ascetic point of view. I mean who decided to make it that colour? Is it something to do with Carmen Hart being Brazilian perhaps? Cos all it makes me think of is Princess Fiona (and possibly Shrek - for the gay market).
So I think by now we've established that this toy really isn't for me. It looks pretty horrible, it feels quite nice, but it's awkward to use, and worst of all frankly I'd rather use my own hand. Despite this (and my reservations about Carmen Hart's eligibility to have an anal toy named after her seeing as I haven't seen any photographic evidence of her capabilities in that department) I have to say that I have never tried one of these things before so I'm not quite sure how it stacks up against its competition.
As for this particular one, I can't see it ever leaving the safety of the box ever again. It's too much hassle, for not enough payback, so I'm afraid I'm going to have to give this particular product the thumbs down.
If you are in market for some sex toys though, Eden Fantasys can probably furnish you with whatever your heart desires, and though this toy hasn't exactly set my world on fire, in all fairness I would point you towards the first review I did for them which was a lot more favourable (here).

Saturday, 28 May 2011

An unexpected treat...

After waking up feeling pretty crappy again, this afternoon took an upward turn as Mistress R had me worship her freshly manicured feet, and then allowed me to go down on her (which I'm pleased to say resulted in a pretty big orgasm for her!). Following this she started teasing me and once she had me nice and hard she decided she wanted to have me inside her. Not long after she mounted my cock she told me she wanted to feel me cum inside her and soon (a bit sooner than I'd ideally have liked it must be said) I was giving her almost a weeks worth of cum, after which we cuddled and kissed passionately as we lay in bed for a while. When she got up I leaned over the bed and ran my tongue up and down her pussy, tasting my cum on her, which reminded her that she had forgotten to give me my cream pie... oh well, can't win 'em all!
Later we were on our way to eat at a local pub and we talked about how amazingly close we have been since we started on the full chastity/control on April 1st. To any woman reading this, if your man wants you to try chastity I can only say, please give it a try. If my experience is anything to go by it will benefit your relationship enormously. Mistress R and I have been so close since we really started doing this a bit more seriously and today has been absolutely amazing as we have really been like teenagers all over again. It's a wonderful feeling, and I just cannot keep my hands off her beautiful body today.

I'm particularly pleased to be able to make such a positive post after the whole cuckolding thing... if you read my last comment you will see that I have made some attempt to explain my negativity and also apologise somewhat to our cuckold friend...

Mistress R pops up again...

She's on page six right now... (key photo).

http://daddysmistress.tumblr.com/

The cuckold speaks revisited...

I tried to post his in the comments but it's too long so I'm posting it here, apologies in advance for my tone.

On the one hand I can see how your wife having her sexual freedom would make her more confident and more like the dominant personality you want her to be, on the other I know damn well I couldn't cope with this. Unlike your wife, I am more like a female when it comes to separating love and sex, (i.e. I can't).

I've never had a one night stand, and even though Mistress R and I slept together on our first date, I already knew it was going to be a relationship, turned out it was a lot more than that. I guess this is why it would be so hard for me to do this, just as I couldn't have sex with someone else either. There's no way I could honestly say 'it didn't mean anything it was just sex' and there's not much chance that I could believe it of her either...

That said, I did pick up on the point you made that you would never forgive her if you find out she was cheating on you, and I agree that if your partner is dead set on the idea of having extra-marital sex then it's better to be honest about it, so I agree I would rather be cuckolded than cheated on, but... I can't help feeling that it would lead to me wanting to sleep with someone else out of 'revenge' (not so submissive now, eh?). In the event though I imagine I would struggle to go through with it, which would probably leave me feeling resentful and eventually looking for a divorce...

Bizarrely, to my mind, Mistress R used to say to me things like 'If you ever leave me I'll kill you', but she never really threatened me like that if I slept with someone else... in fact from comments she's made in the past I believe she'd probably be a lot more tolerant of it than I would be. I can't remember the last time she said that actually, I guess she's realized that I'm never likely to leave her now, either that or she's not as bothered as she used to be!

You say that your wife was always open to the idea of an 'open' marriage, even from a young age, and you are obviously of a similar mind. I think perhaps if you are both of that sort of mindset it is more likely to work than if one of you isn't. Which is a pretty obvious statement I suppose... what I mean is that if you both start a relationship swearing your faithfulness above all else, I think it might be a lot more troublesome to try and change that later.

A lot of cuckolding stories you hear tend to always originate with the man putting forward the idea, the wife being reluctant, but eventually going for it and everything being wonderful, but you rarely hear about the times when it goes wrong. Miss Christina mentioned in passing the other day that she knew a couple who had involved a third party in their marriage and it had not gone well. I suspect there's a lot of people for whom it does go wrong, just as it does in the swinging scene (especially where one partner feels forced into going along with it).

I just personally don't quite understand how if you start having sex with someone, how do you not start having 'feelings' for them? Especially if they see the same person more than once? I mean 'Q' has a regular 'lover', that would worry me for a start, because what's to stop her falling for him and wanting to go live with him? I'm sure 'k' would protest that that isn't going to happen because of x,y and z... and given the dynamic of your particular relationship then maybe not, but for most people embarking on this kind of adventure how do you really KNOW? I just think it's a very dangerous game to play, especially when the stakes are so high.

I guess this whole female dominance thing is a bit of a knife edge in a way. A lot of us would like our women to be sexually confident, demanding, etc etc, but the more that's true the more likely it is to cross the line. Kind of like men who say they want a nymphomaniac for a wife, and then are surprised that he can't give her enough sex to keep her satisfied...

Like 'k' said above, the longer this goes on the more it is about 'her' and the less it is about 'you'. Which makes it sound rather masochistic to say the least (which it's pretty clear from his blog that 'k' is anyway).

Then again, you said before that it has had an amazing effect on your marriage, so maybe I'm completely wrong. You also said that you tried to get her into 'kink' but she had no interest, so am I to understand that your relationship is actually more vanilla and this cuckolding thing isn't so much about Femdom as simply a one sided 'swinging' thing?

Sorry if some of my response here sounds a bit... tetchy, I guess that shows that deep down I'm definitely not someone who could handle it, I'm afraid I would rather live a completely vanilla lifestyle and have Mistress R to myself, than risk everything. Probably makes me sound a little dull, but I'm not one to pretend.

Actually, just thinking about this subject makes me feel quite depressed, I think I need to go and do something fun now.

Friday, 27 May 2011

The stupid Leprechaun Hat...

Apologies to any Irish readers, but this is the name that Mistress R has given to our latest free sex toy from Eden Fantasys. The terms of the freebie mean that I have to write a review for the product, and I will in good time. But for now I thought I would share with you our first attempt to use it, it should bring a smile to your face if nothing else.
Well, as soon as I got it out of the box my first thought was 'this feels disgusting'. So it was no great surprise when I handed it to Mistress R that her first response was 'Eugh'. Not only does it feel pretty clammy and disgusting but the colour is vile, it's a sort of lightish, mushy-pea sort of colour. Now some may not think the colour is important but black would have been SO much better. Black is sexy, this green is just not.
So of course this whole reaction put me off right from the start, and I haven't been feeling that great this week as it is, consequently it was with much persuasion and the use of a cock ring that I got hard enough to at least attempt a test of the product, and well, frankly I could only get the first two inches on. I don't really know why, but it just didn't want to go on and so after a short time my exasperation got the better of me and I pulled the stupid 'Leprechaun Hat' off and threw it against the wardrobe in absolute disgust. After which Mistress R and I fell about laughing.
I still have to write a proper review of course, which I'm not particularly looking forward to doing, but there you are...

The results of the poll so far...

Well, with four days left to vote and just 16 votes cast so far, it's a fairly convincing result so far with 75% of you quite certain that giving over control of your orgasms does NOT make you less of a man. But 18% of you disagree and one of you isn't really sure. Still time for this to turn around, so make sure you vote before you go!

Voting takes place, just under the bright blue 'Keyheld' banner on the right of the page.

The cuckold speaks...

I received an email today from a nice chap who fesses up to being the sole voter in the 'Got the T-Shirt' category in the cuckold poll. He says being cuckolded had an amazing effect on his relationship and asked me if I had any questions that I would like answering. I did manage to think of a couple, but as this isn't something I'm keen to embark upon myself I wondered if any of you had any particular questions I could put to him on your behalf?
Please either leave them in the comments box below or email me.

Further to this post:
Our friendly cuckold has contacted me again and offered the following information about him and his partner, which might help you to formulate any questions you might want to ask.

He is 36, his partner is 31.
They have been together for 8 years and very happily married for 5 with good, honest communication.
He is submissive to her, and provides for her sexually as often as she requires.
He is not openly submissive (ie: other people wouldn't know that he is).
They are relatively new at cuckolding and she has only been with a couple of other guys...

Ask away!

The Oxballs cocksling and a new site...

I was just browsing 'Keyheld' when I came across a site I've never visited before, it's called Mistress 160's Abode and while it is more a BDSM type site, it's definitely worth a visit. There's a lengthy piece about the Oxballs Cocksling (which quotes my site, so they've obviously got good taste - haha!) which is quite interesting. Seems their initial reaction to opening the box was much the same as mine, i.e.: 'that's going to be too big to grip properly', but like me, in use they found that wasn't the case, at least for slave Sol's balls.
Mistress 160 writes that slave Sol's cock wasn't quite big enough for the cocksling to assist an erection, but it wasn't far off and he was still quite happy with the sensation it produced. She also had him wear it overnight which tells me that his balls must be a lot looser than mine, because I can't wear it for more than 20 minutes at a time. However, I am working on that, because it does feel very nice and I would like to be able to wear it for longer periods (if for no other reason than that hopefully one day my nuts will be stretched enough to facilitate the wearing of a chastity device, perhaps...).
Anyway, another comment that Mistress 160 made was that when Sol was allowed to cum wearing the cocksling he said his orgasm felt kind of 'cut-off', but that it seemed to last a long time. I presume he is referring to the sensation you get when a cock-ring limits the speed at which you can ejaculate. This I find quite interesting actually, as if he claims the cocksling is a little too big to grip his cock properly, then I'm interested to know what it would feel like for me as I find the cocksling quite tight.
With that in mind I could definitely see this toy being useful for Mistress R if she wanted to let me 'ejaculate' without letting me enjoy the 'relief' of orgasm in the future, as I know that even a thin cock-ring does distort the sensation somewhat (making it 'fuzzy' at best) and this being so much tighter and thicker this should do an even better job (or worse, depending on your perspective!). Of course I can't tell you this for definite as I am not in a position to test it, what with the whole 'no touching and definitely no cumming' rule, unless perhaps Mistress R might allow me to test this at some point.
Going back to Mistress 160's Abode for a moment, there's some great posts on there and I must say I do envy Sol a little when I see the photo's of his ball-parachute being stacked with weights like that, as it must feel pretty amazing. On the other hand I know exactly what having muscle relaxant rubbed on your balls feels like and having to endure that while tied down and Queened is, well... actually probably a lot more enjoyable than some of the other things Mistress 160 seems to like to do to him!
Anyway, why don't you check out the site for yourself here.

Thursday, 26 May 2011

Domination at Home (written in the late 90's)

Another very old story, written for Forum and published way back (and re-published in Foreplay magazine just a few months ago I notice!), this is either the first or second story I ever submitted to a magazine, probably even as far back as the late 90’s.


I watched the blue ‘loading-bar’ as it slid across the screen, underneath there was a message.

‘1 of 1 messages received.’

It was from my wife. We corresponded all the time when were at work, but about once a month I would receive a special message, question was, would this be it?

I clicked open the email and the saw the one word I had been waiting for all week.

‘Stop’.

My pulse quickened as I closed the email. That was it. I was not allowed to cum again until my wife/Mistress granted permission. This meant that sometime in the next few days I would be granted a session of domination.

Of course as soon as I am told I cannot cum, my cock takes every opportunity to piss me off by getting hard on an unbelievably regular basis. But then, my mind tends to lead it astray.

The frustration built over the next few days, each trip to the toilet a challenge not to jack my aching cock. This wasn’t helped by my wife’s habit of grabbing my cock when we went to bed and stroking it softly and slowly, ensuring that I was rock hard before kissing me and turning over to go to sleep.

Once she did give me the option of cumming and I gave in, but this just meant that the session was moved back a few days and I was no better off in the long run. Plus, she made me lick her fingers clean as a punishment.

This time I was not giving in, and finally the day of the session arrived. I was sitting in our lounge having a couple of drinks to calm my nerves when my wife ordered me up the stairs.

I followed her silently into out bedroom to find that on the bed was a wide-based dildo, some thin ropes, some lube a blindfold and some wrist-cuffs.

She told me to strip and watched me as I did so. When I was naked she moved towards me and slid her hand around my cock. I was shaking with nerves but my cock gradually hardened.

“You have ten minutes to get ready.”

“Thank you Mistress,” I replied as she moved out of the room and closed the door behind her.

I knew she had gone to her dressing room to prepare herself and set about getting ready myself. I wound the ropes around my cock and balls until I was as hard as an iron bar, with my balls separated and very tight in their sack. Next I put some lube on the dildo and eased it into my asshole. Finally I fastened the cuffs around my wrists and put on the blindfold.

Within a few seconds my Mistress returned, she was not fully ready though I could not see her. She helped me onto the bed and fastened my wrists to the bedposts. Satisfied that I couldn’t see, she checked the dildo was in place and that my cock and balls were bound properly. Despite the fact that my cock looked as if it was about the explode she obviously felt the need to squeeze it and then dragged long nail from the tip right down to my tightly stretched balls.

I winced as she did this but this merely brought a satisfied chuckle from my Mistress.

Next I heard her unscrew a jar and something cold and sticky being applied to my stretched nutsack. It took a few minutes for the vapour rub to start to work by which time I was alone again, my Mistress having left me to finish her preparations.

After about ten minutes or so she returned once again. She said nothing but placed a hand on my leg as she moved nearer. Then I heard a sound and she held a hand out over my straining cock. A few seconds later a drop of ice cold water fell onto my skin and slid down my shaft.

I winced again as another drop followed and soon they were rolling over my warm, throbbing balls. Now Mistress decided to apply the ice directly to my skin until the cube had completely melted and then she finished this part of the session with a few swats of the crop to my cock and balls.

Again she left me to stew for a while, and when she returned she swung herself onto the bed and straddled my face, holding her pussy just a few inches out of reach.

I love to eat Mistress’s pussy and I love to lick her ass too, and of course my Mistress knows this only too well. The smell of her pussy so close made me even harder and she grasped my cock softly and resumed her slow teasing wank.

“Do you want to lick my pussy slave?”

“Yes Mistress, please…”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes Mistress, I want to please you…”

Mistress dropped her wet slit onto my face, pushing my nose against her asshole.

“Get on with it,” she spat.

I began exploring her beautiful pink slit with my tongue, desperately trying to concentrate on making her cum. But after several minutes Mistress puller herself up and turned around, straddling my waist.

“Oh dear slave, it seems you have failed, and you so wanted to lick my beautiful ass, didn’t you?”

“Yes Mistress, I am so very sorry.”

“Well slave, maybe I am not so heartless as you think. Perhaps I might find it in my heart to grant your wish, as long as you do exactly as I say.”

“Thank you Mistress, you know I will do whatever you ask of me.”

“Good.”

Mistress slid back and rubbed my cock against her sopping wet cunt.

“Now I am going to fuck you until you fill me with your thick, creamy spunk… and then, and only then, you will be permitted to tongue my gorgeous arse. Is that clear?”

“Yes Mistress, thank you so much.”

She sank down onto my cock, enrobing my throbbing cock in her silky wetness and thoroughly coating it in her juices. Then she pulled off me and slid forward a few inches, until the blunt tip of my cock was pressing against her puckered hole.

I gasped in disbelief as I felt her slowly impale herself on my rock-hard stalk. The pressure was almost too much immediately and I fought to keep control as my tightly bound balls churned, eager to dispense their payload.

As Mistress’s ass slowly pushed down onto my cock, stretching to accommodate my granite-hard girth and pushing the moment of my inevitable climax closer and closer, she ripped off my blindfold and stared threateningly into my eyes.

“And you better not miss a single drop, or next time will be REALLY bad.”

Your Choice (written in the early 00's)

This is another very old story that I wrote for submission to Forum magazine, I can’t remember whether they ever printed it or not. Again it’s not really up to the standard of my newer stuff, but it’s entertaining in it’s own way...


Mistress stood over me, facing away, her hands spreading her gorgeous ass cheeks to expose her tight hole. I was tied to the bed, hand and foot and aching to cum after a good 45 minutes of teasing and punishment at Mistress’s hand.

“I know this is all you dream about, isn’t that right?”

“Yes Mistress,” the words barely escaped my dry throat.

“And seeing as you’ve been such a very good slave today, even when I clawed your poor cock so hard, I’m going to give you a treat.”

Her fingers spread her cheeks further, one moving to tease her tight puckered hole as she crouched down above my face.

“Yes a treat, I’m going to let you make a decision. Don’t get too excited though…”

Mistress rubbed her fingertip against her asshole for a few seconds and then pushed it into my mouth. My cock pulsed as I tasted her, her finger rubbing against my eager tongue.

“Oh yes, that’s good isn’t it?”

“Yes Mistress,” I sighed.

“And you want to taste it properly don’t you?”

“Yes please Mistress,” I said, a hint of desperation in my voice.

“And I bet your poor cock wants to shoot too, doesn’t it?”

“Mmm, yes Mistress, please…”

She started to tease her asshole again, just inches from my face. I hardly blinked as I watched, not wanting to miss even a moment.

“Well slave, we can’t always have everything we want, or at least you can’t.”

She stood up again and leaned forward, her glistening pussy lips slightly parted beneath her leather skirt. She grasped my rock hard cock and started to pump it.

“So slave, which is it to be? Do you want to lick your Mistress’s beautiful ass or would you rather I let you cum?”

My head was spinning as she wanked my cock. If I chose to cum I would have to wait at least another month for a chance to taste her ass…

“I…I want to lick your ass Mistress, please.”

“Do you? And you understand that if I allow this then you won’t be allowed to cum today?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“And that if you should happen to cum, then you would be severely punished?”

“Yes Mistress.”

I would say anything to get my tongue up her ass, even though I should have known I was walking right into her trap.

Mistress smiled at me between her legs, rubbing her clit as she did so.

“Good, I like a slave who appreciates the finer things in life.”

Mistress lowered herself to her knees and then placed her sodden cunt onto my face, rubbing herself against my nose and chin. I longed to stick out my tongue and lick her juices from her slippery skin, but I knew better than to do so unbidden.

“Mmmm, very good slave, you are very obedient, I like that.”

She grasped my aching cock again and moved her body forward slightly, her asshole now right next to my waiting mouth.

“Now then slave, the moment you’ve been waiting for. Just one or two things to remember. You can lick my ass for as long as you like, but if you stop you can’t stop again. The second you stop I will get off you and the session will be over, do you understand?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“And one other thing, although I said you could lick me for as long as you like, that wasn’t strictly true. What I meant to say was you can lick me for as long as you can stop yourself from cumming. Because I am going to be jerking your cock the whole time, and as you chose to lick my ass and not cum, you had better stop licking before you cum, hadn’t you slave?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Otherwise what will happen?”

“I will be punished Mistress.”

“No slave, you will be severely punished.”

“Yes Mistress.”

Without another word her ass covered my mouth and I was told to begin. I eagerly lapped at her delicious asshole, probing it with my tongue until it ached and then licking in small circles, teasing her hole with it. Meanwhile Mistress entertained herself by alternately scratching my cock and balls with her exquisite fingernails and jerking my shaft furiously, occasionally sucking the head into her mouth to keep it lubricated.

Such a frenzied attack soon bore fruit, especially with me stimulated by the submissive sensation of licking my beloved Mistress’s ass and I soon felt the point of no return approaching. As I considered my options for a brief second I realised that it was already too late and decided that I had no option but to take whatever punishment Mistress wished to give me.

I forced my tongue deeper into Mistress’s asshole, making her pump my cock all the harder. She knew this would happen and squeezed my cock in her tight fingers, desperate to make me cum so that she could exact her revenge.

A few seconds later a rope of cum erupted from the tip of my cock and I was left thrusting against thin air as Mistress let go of my cock, ruining the rest of my orgasm. Instead she focussed on pushing down on my tongue, pressing my tongue deeper and deeper into her pungent asshole.

Finally she pulled off me and pushed her cum covered fingers into my mouth.

“Lick them clean,” she ordered.

I did as I was told even though I was intensely frustrated by what she had done and could still feel my cum slowly dripping out of my neglected cock and onto my stomach.

“Well slave you were warned and you disobeyed me. Now you must pay the price.”

I looked at her shocked as she removed her fingers from my mouth and wiped them on my cheek.

“Ah, did you think that me ruining your orgasm was your punishment?”

She laughed cruelly as my face told her that that was exactly what I has surmised.

She got off the bed for a moment and moved out of my sight. When she returned she was wearing a large strap-on. She grabbed my legs and lifted me up slightly, wedging a cushion under me.

“Can you guess where this is going?” she said, pointing to the impressive looking rubber cock.

“Yes Mistress.”

“Hadn’t you better start begging for some lube?”

“Yes Mistress, please may I have some lube?”

“That wasn’t begging, that was pathetic, try again and this is your last chance so make it good.”

She slid onto the bed rubbing her fingers over the dildo, wanking it as if it was a real cock.

“Please, please my beautiful Mistress, please may I have some lube?”

I was scared and it showed, thankfully this time Mistress was satisfied.

“Very well…”

She opened a large jar of petroleum jelly and fucked it with the dildo, thoroughly coating it in the sticky jelly.

“Spread your legs,” she barked.

I did as I was told, but Mistress forced them even wider before pressing the tip of the dildo hard against my asshole and pushing it slowly inside. I winced as the dildo opened me up.

“Be quiet! I warned you, but you didn’t listen did you?”

“No Mistress.”

She slowly but firmly rocked backwards and forwards, easing the huge fake cock inside me until she was in almost as far as she could get. I felt completely invaded and defiled.

“Does that feel good slave?”

“A little too big Mistress.”

She laughed and pushed the dildo in right to the hilt, before pulling it out sharply. A second or two passed and then she plunged it right the way back in again, bringing a howl from me. Thank God she’d already fucked me with her regular strap-on earlier in the session.

“You will learn to obey me in future won’t you slave?”

“Yes Mistress,” I gasped as Mistress started to increase the pace.

“Yes Mistress,” she mimicked, pumping the rubber shaft even harder into my poor stretched asshole.

Then she dragged her nails across my balls once again and up the underside of my cock. I was completely unprepared for this and let out a sharp hiss of pain. Unfazed by this Mistress continued to scratch and claw at my cock until it became rock hard once again.

She grasped my throbbing cock in her fist and started to jerk me once again, matching the thrusts to the ones her dildo was making into my ass.

“I could do this all night,” she said. “But this time all you have to do to make it stop is to cum for me.”

Somehow from the devious tone of her voice I sensed that that wouldn’t quite be the end of the matter, but she had all the control and I had none so I tried to concentrate on the pleasure she was giving me with her hand and ignore the brutal fucking she was giving my arse.

“Come on slave, I know you can do it, why do you think I ruined your orgasm. Do it now, I want to see you shoot all over your chest.”

She pumped my cock harder and harder and I began to feel the tell-tale signs of approaching orgasm once again.

“Try and remember how you felt when you were licking my gorgeous arse, I know that turns you on. Or maybe there’s some new twisted little fantasy that you haven’t told me about yet because you’re scared that I’ll make you do it?”

I screwed up my eyes as I felt my balls tighten, the pain in my arse and soreness of my ravaged cock unbearable, I had to cum, just to make it stop.

“I wonder what that could be,” mused Mistress. “Perhaps you want me to piss on you, is that it?”

Mistress’s grip grew ever tighter, her strokes harder and harder until finally I gritted my teeth as my spunk forced it’s way to the tip of my cock, spewing out in three or four spurts onto my stomach, adding to the pool that was already there. Even then Mistress continued to fuck my ass as hard as she could as she squeezed out every last drop of cum from my poor battered prick.

At last she relented and released my cock, smiling as it fell from her grasp, spent and unable to stand up by itself. She pulled the dildo out of my ass, leaving me feeling momentarily empty, and then climbed over my legs and sat astride me, the thick dildo smeared with the shiny Vaseline. Then she began rubbing the rubber cock into the cold spunk that spattered my stomach.

“Has my little slave figured out what I’m going to do next?”

Finally it dawned on me what Mistress’s last humiliating punishment was to be, I prayed that I was wrong, but Mistress smiled as she saw the dread in my eyes.

“Please Mistress, please don’t make me do that!” I knew I was helpless with my wrists tied, but I had to try something and begging seemed like a good idea.

She looked at me with her head on one side, a certain softness in her eyes giving me a modicum of hope.

“Well, I suppose it would be very nasty of me to make you do that…” she whispered, while looking down at the cum covered dildo.

I sighed loudly, relief washing over me, but as it turned out, rather prematurely.

“…but I am nasty, and I like watching you suffer, it makes me wet.”

I groaned in despair.

“And now, you are going to beg to be allowed to clean up your mess.”

A couple of seconds passed and with no response forthcoming from me she reached behind her back and roughly grabbed my balls, squeezing them viciously.

“Beg me, or you’ll never get near my ass ever again.”

Her fingers tightened harshly around my swollen balls and I knew I really had no choice. I begged several times until she was satisfied, and then she slowly moved towards me, held my head firmly and started to fuck my mouth.

Waking up to Mistress R...

Sadly not in the flesh (she has to get up way before me), but on the walls in the bedroom. Still absolutely loving the canvasses, and definitely worth £160 for the 4 of them. I can't even remember when we first started talking about the idea of having canvasses done for the bedroom, but I know it's quite a while. We actually bought some black and white prints from Erotica in 2007 and framed them, but within a year they were wrinkly, which was annoying because they weren't at all cheap!
Once we had decided to get the canvasses done there was the small problem of taking the pictures. The PVC basque one was an old one that I managed to blow up without losing the quality and the others were all done very recently after about three or four attempts yielded nothing. I'm not going to pretend that those pictures look exactly the way they did when I'd taken them, but there hasn't been that much manipulation. Cropping, a little soft focus and black and white is about all really, fortunately I have a very gorgeous, Mistress which makes my job a LOT easier!

In the shadow of semi-permanent denial...

After reading The Naked Husband’s blog yesterday, I’m pondering the notion of permanent orgasm denial, or at least very restricted (ie: once or twice a year) release. Not that I’m suggesting that I am ready for that kind of denial, I mean I’ve only just hit twenty two days straight! But I must say the idea does have a certain appeal.
The thing is that when you are allowed to cum, the temporary intense pleasure is somewhat tempered by the knowledge that it will take at least a week to get back into that lovely denied headspace. And it is this frustration which seems to have prompted The Naked Husband and his wife to contemplate semi-permanent denial.
I can certainly understand why he would want to do it. I could even imagine that by the time he got the opportunity to cum he might even beg to be allowed not to! After all, the feelings that six or twelve months of delicious denial are likely to bring about are likely to be addictive and intense and going from that right back to square one would most likely seem like nothing less than a brutal punishment... on the other hand, maybe not. Maybe TNH will be begging for release and promising the earth if he can just be allowed to cum, just once. Please, oh God pleeeeease!!!!
Either way I'm sure he'll enjoy himself and I'm sure TNH's wife will too. I certainly look forward to following their blog and finding out. If you would like to read what TNH has to say about this you can read it here.
As I said, I can’t see it happening for me in the immediate future, but I certainly wouldn’t rule it out long term (if you’ll pardon the pun). Mistress R permitting of course.

Wednesday, 25 May 2011

Another lovely orgasm tonight...

...for Mistress R, of course!

Unfortunately, our attempt to test the new toy from Eden Fantasys was... fairly unsuccessful. I will not comment on it further yet as Mistress R is contemplating the idea of allowing me to test it 'solo' (without cumming of course), which might alleviate some of the problems we encountered.

The Naked Husband has today written a blog post which asks the same 'real man' question that I posed earlier. I'm pleased to say that his wife confirmed to him that she considers him more of a man than ever, just as Mistress R has to me. So that's allright then. Panic over! You can read The Naked Husband's post here.

The pictures are up...



Finally, after God knows how long in the planning, the pictures are up and they look great!

50,000 Page views...


Thanks to everyone that's visited in the last seven and a half weeks!

Mistress R approves...

Mistress R read all of what I have written so far for my Femdom Cave book last night. Her response was overwhelming positive, and as she is someone who reads more books than anyone else I know, I am rather pleased.
I don't know if reading my words had anything to do with it, but no sooner were we in bed than Mistress R's fingers were stroking my cock and pretty soon I was hard and of course loving every second of it. She kept this up for a few minutes before letting me go, pulling me closer and kissing me while my rock-hard cock pressed against her thigh. 'That's all for tonight' she said softly before turning over and leaving me aching, throbbing and a little short of breath. God I love her so...

I'm off to pick up the rogue canvas in a little over an hour or so, lets hope they've got the bloody thing straight this time!

Further still...

I do of course realise that some of you get off on the idea of not being a 'real' man, that you fantasize about your wife being roughly fucked to exhaustion in every hole by a 'real' man (possibly while you handwash her panties or something), and if that is what you truly desire then that is all well and good, I am not here to judge or criticise. Similarly if your thing is dressing up as a woman and being used as a slut (hello to my newest follower 'Slutsuzie') then the new poll is perhaps something of a moot point! I also realise that in the caption which started this whole topic, the term 'real man' was used in a very particular sense to mean a certain type of man (i.e., what might otherwise be termed a 'stud').

This does tie in rather neatly (well, kind of) with a post that I read the other day (which I have been meaning to comment on) on the site AtAllTimes, where our hero was recounting his relish at being told to kneel on the floor in front of his Mistress and being ordered to masturbate for her, while she placed her panties over his head and tormented his nipples with her fingernails. This was tempered somewhat by his understandable feelings of concern about what exactly she thought of him at this time. Did she think he was pathetic, jerking himself off for her with her panties covering his nose, or did she in fact understand his absolute pleasure at being controlled like this and realise that here was a man who probably loved her more than any other man in the world ever could?
It was quite gratifying then to read some of the comments underneath the post which sought to reassure him, particularly from a reader called 'LadyGrey' who commented:

"Next, she wraps your head in her panties. Does this mean she thinks less of you as a man and husband? Of course not. It means she's enjoying having you in a submissive position. Begging, your head wrapped in her bodily essence, on your knees before her, about to service her ....good Lord, man, what else do you need to convince yourself that she's getting off on this? There's nothing for you to be ashamed of. She's not ashamed of you. She's enjoying it!"

Further to this 'real' man thing...

I did some Googling to find out what women think maketh a 'real' man, here's some of their answers:

“A real man knows that the little considerations make a world of difference. In other words, he’ll put in the effort to always make you feel special.” - Kellie, 30
“A real man accepts your faults and loves you with his whole heart anyway.” - Kaleo, 30
“A real man is a gentle man who treats a woman like a queen.” - Lucy, 40
“A real man is kind and puts my needs first.” - Jessica, 33
“A real man is a man who is strong on the outside but can show his sensitive side to both man and woman without feeling like a wimp or a pushover.” - Mirriam, 38
“A real man treats a woman with the utmost respect. Even when he’s angry, he can still treat her with love and kindness.” - Jessie, 29
A real man doesn’t need to get attention from women other than his girlfriend to feel good about himself.” - Cece, 23
“A real man is faithful, honest, open and takes your feelings into consideration.” - Selma, 31
“A real man is willing to learn what’s important to a woman.” - Kayla, 28
“A real man is willing to make the effort to communicate, to romance and to love.” - Jenni, 27
“A real man knows that what really counts in a woman goes beyond a perfect body. He know what will make his partnership last is being with someone who can enrich his life with her intelligence, humility, femininity, confidence and, most importantly, her love.” - Eva, 30.
“A real man isn’t threatened by a strong woman. In fact, he reveres her.” - Kaitlyn, 29

Now does that sound more like someone who might be the type to want to surrender himself to male chastity, or does it sound like your typical 'Alpha Male'?

The article finishes with this insightful passage...

Interestingly enough, when I polled several male friends of mine, most of them first answered that physical strength was a determining factor in what made a “real man.” They also thought women were looking for that. No women, however, made that distinction, which just goes to show you how differently both genders understand the wants and needs of the other. But all is not lost. One reader, a man no less, had a wonderful answer to what makes a “real man.”

“A real man is one who can be honest with himself and others that he is not always a real man.” - Jeff, 42

Jeff says that putting up a front will do nothing but inhibit communication, personal growth and intimacy from developing in a relationship.


Source

New poll...

So, the cuckolding poll has finished and after a slightly surprising start things have worked out largely as expected. 53% of you (including me) think that cuckolding is a hot fantasy but not something they would want in real life, 29% of you would like another man to fuck your wife, 15% of you don't like the idea at all and just 1 person has actually experienced it. Phew!

Well time for a new poll then and one which was inspired by a post I saw on Bootblack's Oubliette (whatever that is). It might be a good idea to see the post so you know what I'm talking about here. I realise this might be a slightly contentious topic, and I'm hoping it might spark some good comments below.

So, do you think surrendering your orgasms to your 'keyholder' makes you less than a 'real' man?

Please vote in the poll, just below the blue 'Keyheld' banner.

I might ask Mistress R what she thinks of this later...

Tuesday, 24 May 2011

So far, so good, so what...

I’m forty eight hours into my latest chastity period and so far I have 100% managed to keep my hands off my cock. Now I know that doesn’t sound all that impressive, but it might if you knew just how surprisingly hard and throbby it was first thing this morning!
The first week of chastity is always a little weird for me, it doesn’t really feel like ‘proper’ chastity because the memory of my last orgasm is too fresh. Plus of course I’m now in that sort of limbo, waiting for the week to pass until those lovely feelings of desperation and frustration start to make themselves known again.
As I write those words it’s not difficult to understand why women find it hard to understand why men like us enjoy those feelings, but if you replace ‘frustration’ and ‘desperation’ with ‘longing’ and ‘desire’ then I guess  it all makes a lot more sense.
In any event, right now I’m not feeling nearly as desperate and frustrated as I would like, but then that’s the price you have to pay for the privilege (and it is a privilege) of having a beautiful woman controlling your orgasms. Given this morning’s throbbiness, I’m hopeful that perhaps it won’t take the usual full seven days for those lovely feelings to return… but deep down I know it probably will.

Some slightly more positive news now, last night I spent a few hours working on my book, and I’m up over the 8,000 words mark now. Still a little concerned that there’s too much plot and not enough action, but then the second half of this book will be pretty much non-stop action so I’m just going to have to trust that the readers will invest the time in the first half to make the second half worth reading. After all, male chastity types are surely among the more patient members of society, aren’t they? Hahaha.

Monday, 23 May 2011

The pussy-bell...

Just been reading Miss Christina's blog here and bugger me if she hasn't come up with the greatest idea ever in the history of great ideas. Apparently she's recently told her sub 'Sam' that once they are together (that's a long story, you need to read the blog) they will have a 'pussy-bell', and every time she rings it, he needs to stop what he is doing and come to her and satisfy her pussy. That, my friends is puuuuuuure genius!
She's also posted a video on her site showing some pretty intense CBT courtesy of the 'Barefoot Princess', which she claims is something like what Sam can expect when they finally get together. You might want to take a look at that...

Frustration...

Went to pick up the canvasses after work and they are pretty good, except... the picture with the key on the necklace, the frame isn't straight. I mean none of them are perfect, but that one is visibly wonky, so it's being done again and hopefully I will be able to get it tomorrow. Bloody annoying, but still....
And of course, when I went to pick them up the guy behind the counter insisted on getting each one of them out to show me, right in the middle of a busy supermarket. Thanks for that. And of course of all of those pictures it had to be that one that needed returning didn't it?

Incredible to think...

That in the last seven weeks I have only been allowed to cum inside Mistress's beautiful pussy once!

ONCE IN SEVEN WEEKS! 
(And that was three weeks ago.)

Not that I'm complaining you understand, after all, this was what I wanted and still do want. It's just when you think about it like that, it brings it home to you just how much our lives have changed over the last couple of months. In fact, never mind cumming, in the last eight weeks I've only been allowed inside Mistress R three times, fairly briefly in the last two Femdom sessions and of course at the end of April (after which I was permitted to clean Mistress's beautiful pussy with my tongue)! Contrast that with our lives before the start of April 2011 and we were having penetrative sex probably once a week. It's a big change. The obvious question is of course 'Do I have any regrets'?
The answer is equally straightforward. No, I really don't. Sure sometimes I wish I was able to instigate penetration and cum inside Mistress R when I want to, of course I do. But the very fact that I can't means that when it does happen it's all the more pleasurable and exciting. In fact I would go as far as to say that the 'sex' we are enjoying now is much better overall than it was before, more relaxed, more exciting and more intimate in a way... it's just that the focus of it all has changed slightly and that penetrative sex has become the exception rather than the norm.
It also means that I know that when Mistress R initiates something, I know I don't have to worry whether or not she's really in the mood, which is a big plus for me. 'Initiation' can be a big sticking point in a marriage, and personally I've always believed that it's far better for the woman to decide as men are generally a lot more 'flexible' (let's say) about getting 'in the mood'.
The other thing which I have noticed in the last couple of months is how Mistress R's confidence is growing as she has come to realise just how much I worship and adore her. This also means that our Femdom sessions are getting even better too as she seems to be finding it easier to put aside some reservations that she might previously have had (you will remember the 'pegging' I commented on yesterday and she's also definitely less inclined to let me off eating all of my cum these days too). As someone who would love his Mistress to be a little bit more 'mean', 'bitchy' and 'selfish' (in the hot, 'Come here and eat my pussy NOW!' kind of way!) this is all to the good.
I can also say, as a man who is rather overweight, the wrong side of forty and who has some nerve damage following an operation, that not once in the last seven weeks have I had a problem getting hard. Which is something I'm sure we'd all agree is a very nice position to be in!
Of course, now that I've got myself into this somewhat enviable position, it's important to maintain it and ensure that it does not become a problem in itself. I feel that by Mistress R having control of everything this is least likely to happen, because she can ensure that she gets what she wants out of it too. That's why it's important that she gets to decide when I cum and when I am allowed inside her. You may remember I referred to a comment I read somewhere the other day where the male was arguing with his keyholder because she decided it was time for him to cum and he wanted to continue to be denied. That's exactly what I'm talking about. Now that woman is probably dead set against the whole thing and wishes it would just go away (and most likely is never going to come around to the idea, whatever he says).
My attitude is that I really want Mistress R to enjoy this too and by ensuring that she sees it in a positive light I think it will naturally continue and grow at it's own pace. I can't imagine that Mistress R would have thought twenty two days a reasonable amount of time to wait six months ago, and yet here we are. As ever it's patience which gets results. However, if you take the view that this is what you want and your other half is just going to have to get used to it, then I fear you a) won't enjoy it as much as you should, b) will find that your partner does everything they can to undermine it, and c) might end up causing a rift in your relationship that goes beyond sex.
As much as I love being under Mistress R's control, if she said to me 'I'm not enjoying this, I don't want to do it anymore', then as much as I would be disappointed, I know that I would rather have a happy wife than a unhappy keyholder. Similarly I'm sure it would be preferable to have a keyholder who enjoys keeping you denied for two weeks, rather than one who resents you staying chaste for ten.
After all, if she feels comfortable and happy with the situation, if she knows that she can get what she wants out of your chastity and that she has the power to bring it to it's conclusion without having to justify or explain herself to you, then surely she's in the best possible position to give you the longer periods of chastity and denial you crave eventually, isn't she?
Of course, as with anything, some people will find that their partners just flatly refuse to indulge them full stop. In which case you might decide that you need to weigh up the relationship as a whole and balance that against what YOU actually want out of YOUR life.

You'll Get Your Reward (written sometime in the early 00's)

This is an old story I found, and one which isn't really up to the standard of my later writing but still may be of interest to some. I'm guessing it was written sometime around the turn of the century, but I'm not 100% sure. I hope you enjoy it anyway. More to follow...

It had been a tough seven days. In the week leading up to our monthly Femdom session Mistress had allowed me to fuck her three times and each time she had told me to tell her when I was close to coming. I had hoped she might allow me to cum, but it wasn’t to be. Instead, after each time I was told to stop I was ordered to make her cum with my tongue and then had to try and get to sleep while she dozed off happily. Of course this is Mistress’s choice and I must obey her wishes… but every time that she told me to stop, she also told me ‘You’ll get your reward’. This was interesting.

Finally the day of the session arrived and I was more than ready for anything she was going to throw at me. All I knew was that I really needed to cum - badly!

After a gentle introduction Mistress told me to fit my cock ring and then carefully positioned my rock hard cock on a small table. She then mounted the table and took great delight in standing on my poor cock with all her weight, the weave of her fishnets pressing harshly into my tight, delicate skin.

After a while she tired of this and dismounted the table. She bent down and grabbed my cock, her nails sticking into the sides as she pulled to my feet and over to the bed.

“I hope you’re in the mood to get fucked in the ass slave!”

“If it pleases you Mistress,” I deferred meekly.

“Good, because I’m certainly in the mood. Get on your hands and knees.”

“Yes Mistress.”

I saw Mistress retrieve several strap-on’s of varying sizes from her drawer (she always did this so that I wouldn’t know which one to expect).

“Hmm, which one should I use today slave, the big one, the bigger one… or the really big one?”

“Whichever pleases you Mistress,” I said, hoping it was smallest one.

“Very good slave, there’s no catching you out is there?”

She climbed on the bed and I felt her fingers push a glob of vapour rub into my asshole. After a few seconds it started to heat up as the menthol took effect. Then I felt the tip of her dildo start to push inside. I gritted my teeth as she slowly fed it in, pushing back onto the fake cock to ease it’s passage.

Mistress really was in the mood to fuck and after what felt like ages she finally pulled the dildo from stretched ass. She stood up on the bed and walked in front of me, the strap-on jutting from her groin. After a few seconds enjoying the look in my eyes, she peeled the condom off the strap-on and tossed it aside.

“Head up, open wide,” she laughed as she grabbed my head and forced the warm dildo into my mouth.

I had barely had a chance to take a breath, but Mistress was not messing about. Her hips moved forward while her hands held my head still and she fucked my mouth, deeper and deeper until my nose was pressed hard against her soft skin.

“Very good slave,” she said as she watched the cock fuck my mouth. Then she pulled it out and climbed off the bed.

“Now you are going to make me cum,” she said. “And while you are doing it I want your balls to be burning.”

She reached between my legs and coated my balls with muscle relaxant. After just a few seconds the heat began to permeate my skin and quickly turned from a nice warming sensation into a harsh burning pain. I blocked the pain out of my mind as I savoured the taste of Mistress’s delicious pussy. Thankfully Mistress came very quickly, although once that diversion was removed I had nothing to focus on but the burning between my legs.

“Very good slave, you have pleased me. Now take that cock ring off.”

I carefully removed the rubber cock ring that kept my cock rock hard and also encircled my balls, keeping them tight in their sack and stretching the skin thin (which probably made the heat gel work even better than it would have normally).

“Now lay down on your back.”

Mistress chained my wrists and ankles to the bed and then left me to cool down for a moment while she had a sip of her wine. When she returned she dragged her long nails down the length of my cock and across my balls.

“Are you ready to cum yet slave?”

“Only if it pleases you Mistress.”

“Hmm, I’ll take that as a yes. So where would you like to cum then slave? Maybe on my gorgeous tits, or maybe you think you deserve to shoot it into my hot, wet pussy? Of course, that would mean a lovely sloppy mess for you to clean afterwards and I know how much you love to drink your cum out of me, don’t you slave?”

“Yes Mistress,” I said, feeling my cheeks reddening slightly.

Her hand began firmly pumping my cock and my hips rose in anticipation.

“Not yet slave….”

She kept pumping it, watching me squirm as the moment edged closer and closer. Then she quickly straddled my torso, facing away from me.

“I want you to cum now slave,” she ordered as she pumped my cock harder still..

In just a few seconds a weeks worth of creamy spunk had erupted from my cock. While I strained against my bonds, Mistress calmly scooped up the mess from my stomach and leaned forward to open the crack of her ass. As I watched I saw her reach back between her legs and smear my cum all around her tight asshole. Then she backed up towards me and my waiting, eager tongue.

“Time for your reward slave, don’t stop until I say so. I want to feel it DEEP!”


As I said, I'm not too sure when this was written, but it's obviously before I actually experienced having Deep Heat rubbed on my balls... Let's just say it was bad enough that we had to have a pause in the session while I wiped rather frantically and somewhat ineffectively at it with baby wipes! Seriously, I don't recommend it, unless you're really into pain. I certainly won't be doing that ever again.

Cuckolding poll...

Just two days left to vote in the cuckolding poll, and after an initially sluggish start the 'Hot Fantasy' option has steamed ahead and now looks almost uncatchable. The 'Yes, please' option also has plenty of support while the 'No thanks' vote is probably suffering from a number of people (like me) who don't want it in reality but who still think it's a 'hot fantasy'... Just one 'lucky' person (depending on your viewpoint!) has got the T-shirt...
If you haven't voted yet, scroll down until you see the blue Keyheld link, and it's right underneath.

Something to look forward to...

Found some old stories that I wrote years ago for submission to Forum, just got to type them up as I only have hard copies. Will try and get at least one done by this afternoon.

Still not yet twenty four hours since Mistress R graciously allowed me to cum, but I already know that next month's Femdom session is two days closer than it would normally be as we are having it on a Friday instead of a Sunday. This of course means that a chastity period of more than 26 days is extremely unlikely, but also opens up the possibility of a 30 day stretch from Jun 17 - July 17. Unless Mistress R decides that in future our sessions don't guarantee me an orgasm of course...
Regardless, all this is mere supposition as I have no way of knowing when Mistress will next allow me to cum, it could be tonight, this Friday, next Wednesday, or not until June... maybe even July!
Maybe not until my birthday!!!

Sunday, 22 May 2011

A bit of a vanity post, perhaps...

But for my own amusement I'd like to share these photo's I took of the magazines that my stories have been published in...
Yep, that's Mistress R in that magazine!



That's not Mistress R!

22 days it is...

Another excellent Femdom session this morning, which resulted in very satisfying orgasms for both Mistress R and I... but not before I had been whipped and cropped (surprisingly stingy!) for my touching infractions, as well as suffering various other indignities for Mistress R's amusement (including about 7 or 8 pegs being attached to my cock). In addition of course there was the expected humiliation of being made to lick Mistress's fingers clean after she generously allowed me to cum, even though Mistress was slightly disappointed by the amount of cum produced (I wasn't...!).
Once again it struck me that Mistress's confidence is growing, as previously she's always steered clear of things like pegging my cock and she's certainly never attached more than about three before! (So perhaps there's still hope for the parachute after all!). She also rather cruelly spent an inordinate amount of time with her gorgeous arse pressed right into my face, even though I was under strict instructions not to lick without permission, well that was just mean... (haha). Perhaps it was her (unspoken) way of punishing me for all the touching I did without permission. Mistress also decided during the session that in future I will be quizzed on my adherence to her rules more regularly throughout the month and my compliance, or failures, will determine whether I receive some kind of treat or some kind of punishment. This of course depends on my honesty, but I can assure you that in that regard I am beyond reproach. Besides if you're going to lie about it there's no point in doing it is there?
So I guess you're wondering how I feel now, after being allowed to cum after so long? Well, inevitably it's mixed feelings, of course it was fantastic to cum but sure there is some regret on my part. Especially after Mistress R pondered aloud over whether she should allow me to cum today or make me wait another twenty-two days, or another twenty-eight days to make it a nice round fifty! Oh and did I mention that at the exact moment she said this my cock was buried deep inside her hot, wet pussy... gah, so fucking hot!!!
Mistress R looked phenomenally sexy today, I wish I had a photo of her just as she looked in this session,  even though she would never allow me to post it here. Oh well, at least I have my memories... and now of course it's day one all over again. The question is, will I be allowed to cum before the next session or not? Only Mistress R knows the answer to this question, and I dare say she hasn't even thought about that yet. So as ever, I'll just have to wait and see.

Saturday, 21 May 2011

Notes...

Hmm, I'm supposed to be finalising my notes for Mistress for tomorrow's Femdom session right now, but it can wait a few moments. Actually I'm supposed to be writing my book, in fact I was supposed to be devoting several hours to writing my book, but instead I watched qualifying for tomorrow's Grand Prix, mowed the lawn, went for a long walk, cleaned the bathroom.... and tomorrow we've got our Femdom session, then the GP and then in the evening we're off to see Rush, so there ain't gonna be much writing getting done tomorrow either. I think I'm going to have to start approaching this like a college course and setting aside a couple of full nights a week to get this book done. I've got so many great ideas but it's just getting it done. It's very frustrating. It doesn't help, I think that I get into this mindset that there's no point starting if I've only got an hour, which is nonsense really... but it is nicer to start an evening knowing that if you get on a roll, you haven't got to stop. Monday night should be perfect, because Mistress R will want to watch 'Glee' anyway. I certainly don't!

Well, in about twelve hours I'll probably be getting ready for our Femdom session. And about an hour after that I'll find out if Mistress is going to let me cum. I'm betting she will, because I've never not been allowed to cum in a Femdom session before and I've already set a new record for chastity, so I figure Mistress will want me to cum for her (and inevitably to swallow it). I hope she lets me cum inside her or on her body (a few months ago she allowed me to cum on her breasts, it was absolutely amazing...), instead of just making me lick it off her fingers. But as I keep on saying, it's not up to me, so I'll just have to wait and find out. I'm sure one of these days she's going to make me lick it off the black PVC sheet we use, just like she makes me clean her pussy juice up after I make her cum... though 'makes' me is probably somewhat wide of the mark, 'allows' me is more like it! I don't need much encouragement to do that I can tell you. Still, maybe I'll be proved wrong and she won't let me cum at all, or maybe Mistress Christina will be proved right and it'll be a ruined one followed by another month without release. I must admit, I kinda like that idea...

Well we ordered our canvasses today, should be ready tomorrow or Monday. Not cheap (£40 each at Asda, that's Wal-Mart to our American readers), but they are gonna look spectacular! I will post a pic when I get them up.

A bit of a boost...

Last night I was kind of busy, and I had printed out my last three posts for Mistress R to read. I wasn't really sure I wanted her to read them, since they read a little bit more negative than I would like them to. I went to do the weekly shopping and when I came back she hadn't looked at them so I decided t remove them. Not because I'm trying to hide anything from her, it's just that I worry that if she reads how I was feeling before she might start thinking that this isn't such a good idea. And I don't want that.
I resisted the temptation to mention going down on her again, and when I came back she was already drinking some wine, so that was a clear signal to me that it wasn't on the cards (alcohol makes it harder for Mistress R to cum). So we had a pleasant evening watching TV, but then quite unexpectedly when we went to bed, Mistress R  decided that it was time for some teasing. Obviously quite aware of what she was about to do, Mistress R reminded me that I had to tell her if I got anywhere near to coming. She then set about sucking me and stroking me, alternating between some hard and fast pumping and some mind-blowing slow strokes, all of which left my cock looking not unlike the Telecom tower, and me breathing hard by the time she finally let go and said 'That's all you're getting for tonight'.
After the grumpiness I've experienced this week (which hasn't ALL been down to my over-eagerness it has to be said, work has been a little irritating this week too) it was such a boost to feel her taking me close to having to ask her to stop. Actually I don't know what other people think about this but I find it incredibly difficult to relax enough to let Mistress R take me right to the 'edge', because I'm too worried that I won't be able to stop. So I kind of find myself trying to diffuse my arousal once I get to a certain point, especially as I'm concerned that Mistress R will stop once I tell her that I'm close, and not start again. So instead I head it off until she changes her stroke enough for me to relax.
So this is day twenty one of denial and sure enough I woke up with a hard-on I could hang a picture on. Still, only one more day until our Femdom session, and maybe I will be allowed to cum. Although part of me still hopes that I won't!

Friday, 20 May 2011

Getting my house in order...

I realise that some of you reading this blog might occasionally wish that you were in my shoes, not only do I have a beautiful Mistress, but she’s now kept me in chastity for twenty days (a new record for me) and it’s now almost beyond doubt that it will go to at least 22 days (Sunday’s session) if not longer… how much longer I wouldn’t like to speculate!
But it’s not all plain sailing you know. I remember reading on Sarah Jameson’s blog (or possibly in her book) that it’s not unusual for a man who gives up control of his orgasms to become a little grumpy as the reality of what he’s done kicks in. This usually manifests itself in the man asking to be released from his device (assuming he has one) and wanting to be allowed to cum earlier than was initially negotiated with his keyholder. This is a difficult time for the keyholder, on the one hand her husband (or whatever) has asked her to take control of his orgasms, told her that it’s now her decision and probably assured her that even if he begs he wants her to ignore his pleas for mercy. So what then is the keyholder to do when the person who gave her this power and promised her that he wouldn’t ask, beg, sulk or bully when the going got tough, and that even if he does she 'mustn’t give in because he needs her to be strong for him', starts to do exactly that? She’s damned if she does and damned if she doesn’t isn’t she? If she lets him cum then you just know the guy will regret it about three minutes later (and possibly blame the keyholder for not holding up her end of the deal), and if she doesn’t… she’s just risking getting more earache. Sarah’s advice of course is that the keyholder needs to be firm and that she needs to remind him of all those promises that were made, knowing full well that deep down the chaste male may not want to be denied right at that moment, but it is most definitely what he NEEDS in the long term.
Or, perhaps Mistress R gave the perfect riposte when I my one plea for release, she asked me ‘Are you sure that’s what you want, to be released from chastity and allowed to cum?’. Now there’s a question which is open to interpretation, but which to me quite clearly meant, ‘Yes we can stop, you can cum, but don’t ask me to do this again’.
Now in my case of course Mistress R made it quite clear fairly early on (not long after the asking of the above question I believe) that I wasn’t allowed to ask to be allowed to cum, which was quite smart on her part I think. After all, I promised she would decide and I meant it. In fact I would go so far as to suggest that all women should do this as it makes the boundaries very clear cut and nips the possibility of a whiny sub in the bud (unless you like to hear him beg of course, but you can always grant permission for that at certain times if it amuses you).
In any case, permitted or not, I certainly haven’t begged to be allowed to cum since, and even that one time I only said it because I wanted to hear her say ‘No’. Actually that’s the only downside of that particular restriction, not getting to hear her say ’no’, but it’s a small price to pay I suppose. But then I have accepted my place pretty well I think.
What has happened though is that Mistress R’s orgasms have rocketed in importance to me, and they were very, very, very important to me before we even started this whole thing. Indeed I’ve always found making Mistress R cum enormously emotionally satisfying, and so now with my own releases completely out of my hands I find my desire to provide Mistress R with pleasure (and therefore to enjoy her pleasure vicariously) is growing stronger and stronger.
The thing is, as I’m sure I won’t be the first male in chastity to discover, although my own level of frustrated horniness is rising steadily, Mistress R’s desire is staying somewhat the same as it always was. So there is a somewhat troublesome anomaly at present because, horny as I am I really want to make Mistress R cum every single night, and she’s more of a 2-3 times a week max kinda girl.
So naturally my innate male grumpiness has merely sought a slightly different avenue to express itself, and now that I have recognized it for what it is I feel that I must seek to control it, largely by giving myself a good talking to. After all, it is not yet even a full three days since I made Mistress R cum, even though it seems a lot, lot longer, and I need to remind myself that this is pretty normal (just as I have to remind myself that actually it’s only twenty days since I was allowed inside her, which again seems like a very long time ago) and stop feeling so hard done by.
I am very conscious that Mistress R has graciously allowed me to give over control of my orgasms to her and I absolutely do not want to do anything which will make her think twice about continuing with our arrangement. Therefore I will be making a special effort to try and dispell my grumpiness and try and focus my energy into thinking positive thoughts about the coming weekend and the lovely Femdom session that is after all only about forty-eight hours away.
I think what I’m really trying to get across to you the reader is that, you really don’t know how it’s going to affect you until you start doing this, so I really would suggest that you should start gradually and build it up. Don’t start thinking you’re going to be able to go six months (or perhaps even six weeks) straight off the bat,  because I doubt very much if you will. It sounds like a really hot idea I know, but what you can’t know is how this affects you emotionally as well as physically, and as far as I’m concerned the physical effects are the lesser of the two to have to worry about.
That said I believe that now I have recognised and confronted my grumpiness I will be able to continue past Sunday if that is what Mistress R wants me to do, and as always a big part of me hopes that that is exactly what she will want me to do... But as we know, it’s not up to me, so we’ll have to wait and see.

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A big day yesterday as it was the first time this week that I managed to keep my hands off of my cock. Tough to wake up this morning with Mistress R laying next to me, knowing that I have 20 days of cum stored in my balls. Still at least I wasn’t tempted (or perhaps at liberty) to have a crafty stroke or sixty…or six hundred. Sigh…

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I’m getting lots of ideas popping into my head for my book, a lot of dialogue and ideas for ways to make the main character suffer at the hands of his wife! Hope I can remember them all when I actually start writing again. It’s always like this though, and it’s always things that need to be written much later on that I get ideas for, which is very annoying. I suppose I could try writing scenes out of order, but I think that would be much harder than it sounds. I get the feeling that if I did that it wouldn’t flow quite as it should, so I’ll just have to hope that when I get a chance to get on with it, the ideas will still be floating around my head, waiting to be used.

Thursday, 19 May 2011

All of a sudden...

...the Cuckolding as a hot fantasy option is picking up steam! But still only a third of the votes cast in my last poll, so plenty of time for it to change!

Nothing really to report today. Had a nice evening sitting with Mistress R watching TV... she seems so tired this week, I'm guessing asking her if I can go down on her isn't going to get me anywhere, so I'm just not bothering. She knows I want to anyway, so it's not like...
Well I guess there's a slim chance of something tomorrow, after that no chance until Sunday. Do I sound slightly sulky? Because I certainly feel it. Right I'm going to bed. Night all.

Early voting, and well....

So, early voting in the new poll is pretty evenly split with half the voters wanting to be cuckolded, half against the idea, only me thinking it's a hot fantasy but that's as far as I want it to go and... 'k' obviously hasn't voted, or he's voted 'Yes Please' by accident...

So last night I showed my posts from yesterday to Mistress R and, well, she didn't seem that bothered really, (about my touching infractions). Which on one hand is a relief, but on the other a little disappointing I suppose. Hey ho. Perhaps she's merely biding her time until Sunday when the wrath of hell will be unleashed? Or perhaps not. Who knows. Perhaps I'm expecting too much, as usual. It seems the eternal lot of the submissive male to expect too much judging by all the other blogs that are out there...

I'm feeling a little deflated today, but at least I haven't touched my cock!




Yet.

Wednesday, 18 May 2011

Seventeen days and counting...

So as I alluded to in my earlier post, the chastity is now starting to bite (which makes me think of 'k' being locked up for five weeks and shuddering... but also feeling strangely envious). I love it and hate it at the same time. I want to cum, but at the same time I really don't. Of course on the surface I want Mistress to tell me she wants me to cum for her, but deep down I want her to make it so MUCH worse for me. I want her to tell me that she was going to let me cum but she's decided to make me wait longer. I want her to edge me (or to order me to edge for her) over and over until I can't stand it anymore. I want her to make me worship her feet and ass, knowing that doing this will make me hard and desperate for her. I want her to make me eat her pussy every morning and night and make her cum again and again, while my cock rubs against the sheets, begging for attention and release...
It's in this moment that I really envy those of you with a chastity device. Because frankly, it's getting harder and harder for me to resist touching my cock. And I'm losing that battle. The first week is relatively easy, the second a little harder, but the third is where it starts getting difficult, and that's where I am right now. I still haven't cum of course, but I've come SO FUCKING CLOSE it's not even funny. Which of course means that I am going to be in trouble on Sunday, because I have to write down all my touching infractions and admit them to Mistress R, and they are mounting up...
And the worst thing is I feel so bloody guilty! Because I really do want to obey my Mistress, but it's just so bloddy difficult. And once you've slipped up once it becomes even harder to get back on the straight and narrow. Which is why I said that I envy those of you with a device, because although you might have to deal with the frustration and the inconvenience of it, at least you don't have to deal with the disappointment of failure.
Perhaps by admitting my guilt now, Mistress will have time to consider a suitable punishment and possible disincentive...

Pictures...

So this weekend we are going to order the canvas prints for our bedroom. If you look in the Mistress R gallery, the pictures we are getting done are 3,4,5 & 6. We were going to take some more because Mistress R was unsure about the 'key' photo, but since all the positive comments she's a lot happier with it now. Personally I think it's a beautiful picture and I can't wait to have it hanging over our bed. Maybe seeing that everyday will subconsciously make Mistress R want a 'real' key one day.

Fingers crossed.

New poll...

So the old poll closed with the results pretty much the same as all the way through. 54% of you want to be locked up for at least a month, 26% between a fortnight and a month, and everyone else is a little more reluctant to give up their orgasms...
So I thought I'd do a new poll, to find out what you guys think of cuckolding. Is it a hot fantasy, a no-go area, something you crave, or are you already a cuck? You can find the new poll just below the blue 'Keyheld' banner on the right.
Well, I know there's at least one 'cuck' here already, so this poll might be a bit less of a forgone conclusion than the last one.
For the record, I voted 'Hot Fantasy'. But I guess you knew that already.

Ah, the book...

Yes, well, the book seems to be getting written in lumps. 2000 words here, 3000 words there... it's just a matter of finding the time really. But at this rate it's going to take much longer than I anticipated so something needs to be done. It doesn't help that going back to it after 3-4 days means that you lose the thread somewhat. I think I'm going to have to try and make some kind of work plan to really crack on with it, otherwise it will become a millstone around my neck, and I really don't want that to happen. Perhaps this Saturday I can try and make some real progress.

Tuesday, 17 May 2011

Wow, a lot of people are reading this blog now...

Yesterday my blog broke the 2000 page views in one day barrier for the very first time! Thanks to everyone who visited, it makes all the time I spend here seem worthwhile. And please take the time to leave comments under the posts, I do love reading people's thoughts and feedback.

Chalk up another one for Mistress R...

Once again Mistress R allowed me to worship her beautiful pussy tonight and she had another very satisfying orgasm, which left her feeling very sleepy. I on the other hand had to be satisfied with some more teasing, but no orgasm, not even an edge... (can you tell it's starting to bite, haha). Now I'm sure there's no way I'm going to get to cum before Sunday, I really can't see Mistress wanting me starting the session with less than five days of cum in my balls. So the question really is now, will this be the first time I end a Femdom session without cumming, or will 22 days be my new record? I guess we'll find out on Sunday.... though I dearly hope I won't have to wait until then to taste Mistress R's delicious pussy again!

Well that's curious...

My poll has nearly run it's course, but somehow half the votes have disappeared. Which is especially weird as the poll seemingly survived the great Google Blog meltdown the other day. Oh well, the result seems pretty much unaffected. Half of us want to be kept waiting for ages, half the remainder want to be kept waiting a very long time and everyone else is a bit less gung-ho. Hahaha.

Happy, happy, happy...

This morning I left a little present and a card in Mistress R's car for her to find when she went to work. Inside the card I thanked her for being such a wonderful wife and Mistress and for being open-minded enough to try the things we have been doing of late. (Regular readers will be aware that I am still a bit nervous about all this, not because I am unsure about giving up control, but because I am concerned about whether Mistress R is actually happy with how this is playing out and whether she is missing 'normal' sex, etc).
So you can imagine my delight when she sent me an email thanking me and adding 'I'm really happy with how things are now, so please don't worry'. She also added 'As long as we keep talking about it and are honest about how we feel then everything will be fine'. Finally I feel like I can relax a bit, and accept that she is okay with it.
I know it sounds a bit mental for me to be worrying so much, but Mistress R has always been dead against expanding our monthly Femdom sessions into a more common occurrence, and so proposing something which is by it's very nature 'full time' was always a big worry for me. That's the problem with male chastity that I think some men overlook when they suggest it to their wives. It's not like another kink where the woman might think, well okay, I'll be uncomfortable for a short time, I might be a little sore for a while, but then it will be over, he'll be happy and we can go back to normal.
Male chastity just isn't like that. In fact only this morning I was reading something where a woman who was experimenting with being her husband's keyholder was complaining (and rightfully so) that chastity was impinging on their relationship in that she wanted him to dominate her sometimes and he wanted to do that while remaining locked up (can't see that working too well somehow). Furthermore it seems that when she decided it was time for him to cum he was arguing that he wanted to continue on longer. Now while I can understand why he was feeling that way it's an incredibly selfish attitude to take and I don't give much chances of him really getting what he wants in the long run. It also reinforces my belief that it's better if the keyholder has the final say on when her sub gets to cum, with no arguments! Whichever way it goes.
Personally I am perhaps a little too much the other way, but I think that's got to better for the health of the relationship overall. I would hate it if Mistress R was going through with all this and was secretly wishing it would all just go away so that things could go back to normal. So that's why those few words in that email meant so much to me and why I'm feeling so happy today.

That and the knowledge that in about nine hours I will be worshipping my beautiful Mistress's delicious pussy!

Monday, 16 May 2011

New record and something new...

Yesterday was the busiest day on this blog since it started (1932 PAGE VIEWS!). Could that be to do with all the captions I posted yesterday I wonder? Nemo, Harry and 'k' all liked them anyway... thanks guys. I'll try and come up with some more later.

Last night I finally asked Mistress R if I could touch my cock. You may remember she said I was allowed to ask her three times between cums, which is tricky since I never know how long that's going to be. I'm on day seventeen now, just two away from my previous record and I am now assuming that Mistress is waiting until Sunday (which will be 22 days) and our monthly Femdom session. I could be wrong of course, but that's what my guess is. Unless she's going to make me wait another week and show me what more than 28 days feels like? Or maybe she'll totally confuse me and let me cum tonight?
Anyway, so usually what happens is that when I'm really desperate she's either asleep or on her way to work, but last night in bed I was feeling a little bit frustrated and I thought 'I might as well ask', since I haven't used any of my chances and if she does let me cum on Sunday I'll have wasted them if I don't use them. So I asked.
Mistress turned over and told me that I could touch my cock for two minutes, but that I had to wait for the clock to change (we have one of those clocks that projects red numbers onto the ceiling). She told me to put my hand on my cock while I waited but not to move it. So we waited, staring at the ceiling, her holding onto my right hand which meant I ended up using my left hand (I don't think this was intentional, but it made it a little less satisfactory...which in a strange way added to the feeling of control) and then when the minute changed I started to gently stroke my cock for two minutes.
By the time the two minutes was up I had my eyes closed and I heard Mistress simply say 'that's enough', and I immediately released my hold on my cock. Then she kissed me goodnight (again) and turned over to go to sleep, while I was left rock hard and breathing heavily.
It wasn't really the feeling of my hand on my cock that turned me on so much, in fact after it was over I was left wondering why on earth I had been so gentle and why I hadn't got myself much closer to the edge (after all that's really what I want Mistress R to do to me, over and over again, until I have to beg her to stop...). But the fact that Mistress R was allowing me to do it and controlling when I had to stop, was really erotic and just, I don't know... it was something new and different and I really loved it, even though it made me feel slightly self-conscious.
It's hard to explain, but it's one thing to surrender oneself in a Femdom session, but to actually turn around to your wife and say 'please may I touch my cock', even though you've already discussed it and you know you have three chances to ask... well, it's just a bit daunting, frankly. It's just not the sort of thing you think you're ever going to say is it? Which is weird when you think that I'm quite happy for Mistress to stick things up my bottom and paddle me whenever she feels like it! I guess I was a bit apprehensive about how she would react (I don't really know why, I mean it was her idea in the first place), but she handled it brilliantly. I loved the way she gave me a time limit and made me wait for the clock, it was just really something quite amazing to experience and now I won't feel inhibited about asking next time. Well not as much anyway, haha.
And at least that's one bout of touching that I won't be paying for come Sunday!

Mmmmm, Mistress has told me she wants some attention tonight, I can't wait!