Awesome post on Mistress Marie's site...

Don't know if I'm crazy or what, but having seen THIS post on Mistress Marie's blog I can't help wondering what it must feel like to be rock hard with a spiked collar wrapped around your cock! Do they make these in silicon or plastic or something? That would be cool...

A new record...

When I first started this blog I started noting down Mistress R's and my orgasms. Inevitably there were months where the frequency varied (well not in mine so much of course) some high some low, but incredibly Mistress R's record of twelve orgasms in a month has stood since December 2011.
Now just to be clear, because I know some of you can easily manage that in a week, Mistress R tends to only cum once in any given day, in fact I can't remember the last time I made her cum more than once in a day. I definitely do remember it... but it was a heck of a long time ago is what I'm saying, like fifteen years maybe???
Anyway, for whatever reason, that's just how it is, so twelve times in a month is not bad really, in a thirty day month that's once very two and a half days. And considering up until recently Mistress R had this thing about preferring to wait a day between orgasms, it was approaching the limit.
However, during April and our week off Mistress R set a new record, cumming five days in a row, and hopefully banishing the idea of needing a day off in between to 'recharge' for good (indeed I seem to remember her commenting that if anything it seemed to get better on consecutive days, which meant that even with a little lull during last week tonight we have still managed to set a new record of thirteen orgasms for Mistress R in one month!
Of course we don't want to be 'setting records', for the sake of it... I don't want to be forcing things if the mood isn't right, I only want to give Mistress R the most satisfying orgasms I can... albeit as often as possible, because I love making her cum. So while I would love to break the record again next month, if it takes another year to break it again, well, that's okay too.



But I really hope it doesn't.

FEMDOM SESSION 28th April 2013

This has been an exceptionally tough week for both Mistress R and I for reasons that I’m not going to get into here (though Mistress R has asked that I mention that it is nothing to do with our relationship), suffice it to say that we were in two minds about whether to have our session today, but in the end we are both really glad we did.

This post really starts last night, or rather early this morning perhaps. I went to bed quite late and Mistress R followed a little while later. When I heard her get into bed I turned over and cuddled her, before kissing her breasts and squeezing her gorgeous ass. My cock was like steel but Mistress made no move to touch it… eventually she turned over and I snuggled against her with my cock pressed against her ass and my hand wrapped over her stroking her mound. I honestly thought I was going to cum, it’s unusual for me to get so worked up without any stimulation but this was one of those times and it was exhilarating and at the same time scary.


I whispered to Mistress R that I was so close I thought I would explode, she said, “No, you have to save it for tomorrow!”. I reluctantly kissed her shoulder and turned over, it was the only possible course of action. Thankfully I got to sleep pretty quick and the cum stayed in my balls.


This morning’s session began as always with me on my knees and with my ankle and wrist cuffs in place. On this occasion Mistress had also instructed me to wear my blindfold and the Oxballs Cocksling (still fucking awesome). When she arrived she asked me to confirm that I had not touched my cock since the last session, I replied in the affirmative but still decided to give me eleven strokes with the whip, she stopped part way through to remind me that had I touched my cock since the last session she would be using the paddle and it would be hurting a lot more.


Then I was allowed to worship Mistress’s beautiful feet while she lay on the bed, but first she had me get her glass dildo nice and wet with my mouth. I’ve been longing to worship her feet all month and relished every second of it, and as I sucked her toes and peppered her feet with kisses she told me how she was rubbing the dildo against her pussy and then eventually pushing it inside herself.


When it came time to switch feet she stopped me for a second and had me clean her dildo with my mouth. I leaned forward and took as much of the dildo as I could into my mouth, I wanted to show her how badly I wanted to taste her pussy juice. She seemed to appreciate my eagerness and when she said something about having me suck her juices off a real cock that had been inside her my cock became rock hard.


After that I worshipped her other foot until she had me clean the dildo again and then told me to get on the bed and lay on my back. She restrained me at each corner and then straddled my face and told me to stick my tongue out. Mistress groaned a little as she ground her pussy really hard against my tongue and my cock stiffened once more. She flipped round and teased me with her ass while she stroked my cock, I couldn’t see it of course but it was right in my face.


Mistress stroked and slapped my cock for some time, intermittently teasing me with her ass until rather surprisingly she allowed me two very brief periods of ass licking. My cock was really hard now and she sank down onto it and rode me for a little while before kneeling to the side of me again and scratching my cock and balls with a hairbrush.


In my notes before the session I had told Mistress that I would love it if she would never think ‘I can’t do that, it’s too mean’ ever again, and Mistress seemed to be having a lot of fun today, she even gave my balls a little smack with the hairbrush, though thankfully not too hard!


Then Mistress decided I should be left alone for a little while, but first she removed my blindfold and then pushed a dildo into my ass and applied clothes pegs to my nipples. As she was about to leave I asked her if I could please taste her pussy again before she went, she said ‘Not until I decide,’ but then hitched up her PVC skirt and pushed a finger into her soaking slit. ‘Just a taste until I get back,’ she said as I greedily sucked her finger clean. I looked down at my cock in the cocksling and it looked massive.


Ten minutes later Mistress returned and removed the dildo, the clothes pegs and untied me. She had me sit up and remove the cocksling myself and then she lay back on the pillows, her body looking amazing contrasting with the black PVC sheet. She told me to worship her pussy and make her cum and I was more than happy to do so. After a couple of minutes she had me get off the bed and turn off the heater as she was getting a little too warm, as I turned back to the bed I was blown away by the way she looked, leaning back against the pillows with her legs spread wide, exposing her beautiful, neatly trimmed pussy, she looked fucking unbelievably HOT!


I resumed my position and gently began licking my Mistress’s awesome pussy. It can never be understated how much I love eating pussy and thankfully it seems I’m pretty good at it, good enough to bring Mistress R to another lovely hard orgasm anyway. I adore making Mistress cum, it is the greatest feeling in the world, I just want to do it every day. During the session I told Mistress that I could easily spend a day just worshipping her pussy and ass… and maybe her feet.
Mistress stood up on the bed and had me lick all her juices off of her ass and from between her legs and then told me to lick the sheet clean, yum!


I wondered what might happen next, perhaps she would strap-on the ‘strap-on’ and give my ass a good fucking, maybe she would even tell me that if I felt like cumming while she was fucking me then as long as I could do it without touching my cock, I could… as long as I didn’t mind licking my cum off the sheet of course… I seem to remember writing a story along those lines a long, long time ago…


She had me lie on my back again and then secured my ankles and wrists once more before standing over me and giving me the perfect view of her gorgeous pussy and ass, she even pulled her cheeks apart to make sure I got an extra good look at her perfect, beautiful asshole. She teased me about wanting to lick it some more as she worked my cock and then she lowered her ass onto my face and gave me permission to lick it again. I love licking her ass so much, it makes my cock so fucking hard, but thankfully despite my eighteen day load it wasn’t too much of a struggle to hold back.


Finally she turned around and mounted my cock again, telling me that she wanted me to cum inside her. I pushed upwards as she bore down and after a short, hard fuck I exploded inside her.
Before I had even really finished cumming Mistress rose off my cock, and straddled my face so that my cock pulsed in the air even as I was eating my cum out of her luscious pussy. When she was satisfied that I had licked her clean Mistress turned and squeezed some more cum out of my cock and fed it to me from her finger. Needless to say I loved every second of it.

Femdom Session 28th April 2013...

This has been an exceptionally tough week for both Mistress R and I for reasons that I'm not going to get into here (though Mistress R has asked that I mention that it is nothing to do with our relationship), suffice it to say that we were in two minds about whether to have our session today, but in the end we are both really glad we did.
This post really starts last night, or rather early this morning perhaps. I went to bed quite late and Mistress R followed a little while later. When I heard her get into bed I turned over and cuddled her, before kissing her breasts and squeezing her gorgeous ass. My cock was like steel but Mistress made no move to touch it... eventually she turned over and I snuggled against her with my cock pressed against her ass and my hand wrapped over her stroking her mound. I honestly thought I was going to cum, it's unusual for me to get so worked up without any stimulation but this was one of those times and it was exhilarating and at the same time scary.
I whispered to Mistress R that I was so close I thought I would explode, she said, "No, you have to save it for tomorrow!". I reluctantly kissed her shoulder and turned over, it was the only possible course of action. Thankfully I got to sleep pretty quick and the cum stayed in my balls.
This morning's session began as always with me on my knees and with my ankle and wrist cuffs in place. On this occasion Mistress had also instructed me to wear my blindfold and the Oxballs Cocksling (still fucking awesome). When she arrived she asked me to confirm that I had not touched my cock since the last session, I replied in the affirmative but still decided to give me eleven strokes with the whip, she stopped part way through to remind me that had I touched my cock since the last session she would be using the paddle and it would be hurting a lot more.
Then I was allowed to worship Mistress's beautiful feet while she lay on the bed, but first she had me get her glass dildo nice and wet with my mouth. I've been longing to worship her feet all month and relished every second of it, and as I sucked her toes and peppered her feet with kisses she told me how she was rubbing the dildo against her pussy and then eventually pushing it inside herself.
When it came time to switch feet she stopped me for a second and had me clean her dildo with my mouth. I leaned forward and took as much of the dildo as I could into my mouth, I wanted to show her how badly I wanted to taste her pussy juice. She seemed to appreciate my eagerness and when she said something about having me suck her juices off a real cock that had been inside her my cock became rock hard.
After that I worshipped her other foot until she had me clean the dildo again and then told me to get on the bed and lay on my back. She restrained me at each corner and then straddled my face and told me to stick my tongue out. Mistress groaned a little as she ground her pussy really hard against my tongue and my cock stiffened once more. She flipped round and teased me with her ass while she stroked my cock, I couldn't see it of course but it was right in my face.
Mistress stroked and slapped my cock for some time, intermittently teasing me with her ass until rather surprisingly she allowed me two very brief periods of ass licking. My cock was really hard now and she sank down onto it and rode me for a little while before kneeling to the side of me again and scratching my cock and balls with a hairbrush.
In my notes before the session I had told Mistress that I would love it if she would never think 'I can't do that, it's too mean' ever again, and Mistress seemed to be having a lot of fun today, she even gave my balls a little smack with the hairbrush, though thankfully not too hard!
Then Mistress decided I should be left alone for a little while, but first she removed my blindfold and then pushed a dildo into my ass and applied clothes pegs to my nipples. As she was about to leave I asked her if I could please taste her pussy again before she went, she said 'Not until I decide,' but then hitched up her PVC skirt and pushed a finger into her soaking slit. 'Just a taste until I get back,' she said as I greedily sucked her finger clean. I looked down at my cock in the cocksling and it looked massive.
Ten minutes later Mistress returned and removed the dildo, the clothes pegs and untied me. She had me sit up and remove the cocksling myself and then she lay back on the pillows, her body looking amazing contrasting with the black PVC sheet. She told me to worship her pussy and make her cum and I was more than happy to do so. After a couple of minutes she had me get off the bed and turn off the heater as she was getting a little too warm, as I turned back to the bed I was blown away by the way she looked, leaning back against the pillows with her legs spread wide, exposing her beautiful, neatly trimmed pussy, she looked fucking unbelievably HOT!
I resumed my position and gently began licking my Mistress's awesome pussy. It can never be understated how much I love eating pussy and thankfully it seems I'm pretty good at it, good enough to bring Mistress R to another lovely hard orgasm anyway. I adore making Mistress cum, it is the greatest feeling in the world, I just want to do it every day. During the session I told Mistress that I could easily spend a day just worshipping her pussy and ass... and maybe her feet.
Mistress stood up on the bed and had me lick all her juices off of her ass and from between her legs and then told me to lick the sheet clean, yum!
I wondered what might happen next, perhaps she would strap-on the 'strap-on' and give my ass a good fucking, maybe she would even tell me that if I felt like cumming while she was fucking me then as long as I could do it without touching my cock, I could... as long as I didn't mind licking my cum off the sheet of course... I seem to remember writing a story along those lines a long, long time ago...
She had me lie on my back again and then secured my ankles and wrists once more before standing over me and giving me the perfect view of her gorgeous pussy and ass, she even pulled her cheeks apart to make sure I got an extra good look at her perfect, beautiful asshole. She teased me about wanting to lick it some more as she worked my cock and then she lowered her ass onto my face and gave me permission to lick it again. I love licking her ass so much, it makes my cock so fucking hard, but thankfully despite my eighteen day load it wasn't too much of a struggle to hold back.
Finally she turned around and mounted my cock again, telling me that she wanted me to cum inside her. I pushed upwards as she bore down and after a short, hard fuck I exploded inside her.
Before I had even really finished cumming Mistress rose off my cock, and straddled my face so that my cock pulsed in the air even as I was eating my cum out of her luscious pussy. When she was satisfied that I had licked her clean Mistress turned and squeezed some more cum out of my cock and fed it to me from her finger. Needless to say I loved every second of it.

BOOK REVIEW: Nothing Ventured: A Twisted Tale of High Tech and High Heels by Salome Verdad...

I'm really not sure how to review this one, it's a bit strange... to say the least. When I first started reading it I found it quite enjoyable, funny even in places... the problem is how can I explain my problem with the book without discussing the ending? Well, I'll try...

I did enjoy the first 3/4 of the book, but I never once found it arousing, which would seem like a failing in a book of this nature. And yet, I wanted to finish the book and I didn't find it a chore at all. I could pick holes in it, the chastity belt that is just snapped on out of the blue, the drug laced shoes (er, yeah...) and so on, but it was 'entertaining'.

My problem started when it suddenly turned unexpectedly violent, which totally threw me. Indeed the first mention of a woman being 'punched hard in the side of the head by a dyke with a gloved fist' kind of made me think it was a misunderstanding on my part or possibly a badly phrased line. 

It wasn't and from there on it got more and more violent.

Which I have to say, really ruined my enjoyment of the book. I just don't get why it took that direction at all. After all the trouble Salome went to to furnish me with a Kindle copy of the book I kind of feel a little bad that my review isn't a little more positive, and indeed up until the last quarter of the book I was all ready to give it a thumbs up, albeit with the caveat that it never once gave me the slightest glimmer of wood. I see there is a four star review on Amazon though so maybe it's just me?

You can purchase 'Nothing Ventured' by visiting Amazon.co.uk (here) or Amazon.com (here).

'Anonymous' strikes again....

Gotta love these people who leave comments on Literotica, check this one out, left on my story 'Thirty Seven Days' last month...

and then.....
03/14/13 By: Anonymous 
"I" put a bullet in his head, then hers, and finally "my" own. So pathetic, I just can't understand why anyone would choose this lifestyle. These "stories" fail to shed any insight into how this kind of abuse, torture, and humiliation has any redeeming sexual value in a relationship. The word "broken" is a little too on the nose for this shit. But it is also a mental illness.

Katherine's New Game...

Katherine allowed her fingers to trail along the length of Greg’s thigh, his cock twitched a little and a wicked smile flashed across Katherine’s lips. Poor Greg, since he’d persuaded her to take control of his cock she had made it her mission to drive him crazy with lust and longing for the freedom he once had, but which she had no intention of allowing him ever again.

Her fingers moved higher and gently caressed his swollen balls. Greg groaned, he hadn’t been allowed to cum for over a month and he desperately wanted to feel the release of a full satisfying orgasm, but he knew that even if Katherine granted him permission to cum there was no guarantee that she would allow him to fully enjoy it. 

But still, this was what he’d asked for… begged for even, and though he didn’t fully understand exactly why it turned him on so much for her to control his cock, he never wanted it to end. Indeed, if anything, Greg wanted his wife of five years to be ever more merciless with her tease and denial.

Katherine’s fingers closed around his semi-hard shaft and slowly worked his meat back and forth, watching eagerly as his cock slowly engorged and grew to its full height. The very second Greg’s stalk achieved maximum hardness Katherine took her hand away and Greg moaned in absolute frustration.

“Please…” He begged. “…not again.”

She smiled innocently at him, this was Katherine’s frustrating new game, touching him just enough until he was swollen and hard and then ignoring his cock until it softened, only to start the maddening procedure again and again and again. He’d told her he wanted her to be evil and she had every intention of making him regret it.

“Oh, would you like to play a different game today then?”

Greg was wary but knew that it wasn’t his choice to make.

“If it pleases you Mistress.” He said, wondering what the hell she was going to put him through now.

“How would you like a ‘chance’ to cum?” She asked, mischief flickering in her eyes.

“Oh God yes please Mistress…” Greg groaned in anticipation of his long awaited release.

Katherine’s hand slid across his stomach and then she straddled his trunk, bending forward to give him a long, slow, deep kiss. As she did so she felt his cock stiffen until the tip brushed against her freshly shaved pussy lips.

“So close…” She whispered in his ear.

Greg groaned and tried to push his cock up against her pussy, but Katherine was too quick and lifted herself a couple of inches so that he just couldn’t reach.

“You know the rules Greg…!”

“I’m sorry Mistress, I just want to feel your beautiful pussy.”

“You really want to feel it?”

“Mmmm, yes Mistress, please let me feel it.”

“Well… maybe, but first I think you need to be tied down.”

Katherine reached out to the corners of the bed and pulled down the restraints that were permanently attached there for moments just like this one. She slipped the velco cuffs around his wrists and in seconds Greg was rendered helpless.

“And today I think we are going to need to do your legs too…”

Katherine turned around and gave Greg a perfect view of her ass as she secured his ankles in the same way that she had done his wrists, leaving his legs spread just enough for what she had in mind. Mindful that Greg was no doubt enjoying the sight of her ass Katherine reached back and slowly pulled her cheeks apart giving Greg a glimpse of her tight, pink hole.

Greg’s cock twitched and he groaned as he spied the place he wanted to lick so badly, but all too soon Katherine released her grip and turned around once more.

“You enjoyed that didn’t you?”

“Yes Mistress, it was beautiful…”

Katherine giggled. “You really do adore my ass don’t you, it’s so sweet….”

She leaned forward over him so that her breasts were hanging over his face and watched as he stared at them, licking his lips as he waited for permission to suck on her gorgeous, hard nipples.

Katherine slid back a little until the underside of Greg’s aching cock was resting against her soft, wet pussy lips. She allowed herself to drop down onto Greg a little, trapping his cock between her pussy and his stomach. She started to rock back and forth, enjoying the sensation of his cock sliding backwards and forwards between her slippery lips.

Greg moaned in frustration, he wanted to feel her pussy, but not like this, he wanted to be inside her. But Katherine was loving it, since it allowed her to ensure maximum stimulation to her clit, she might even be able to cum like this, given enough time, but for now she was too eager to begin her new game. She eased herself up the bed and straddled Greg’s face, he was an expert pussy licker and she knew that he would get her off in no time.

“Lick me, make me cum…” She said as she sank down onto his face.

Greg went to work, he adored eating her pussy and his cock continued to throb even when it remained untouched for the few minutes it took to bring his wife to orgasm.

“I love tormenting your cock,” Katherine whispered. “I love finding new ways to make you ache for me.”

Greg groaned into her sopping wet pussy as he moved his hips to try and get some friction against his poor aching prick. If Katherine could have seen what he was doing she would have loved it, she thrived on watching him struggle and suffer for her, but she was too wrapped up in what his tongue was doing to her.

“Oh God,” she moaned. “That’s it… you are so fucking good at this….”

Greg felt the muscles in her thighs start to quiver and he knew she was right on the verge of coming, he hardened the tip of his tongue and concentrated his efforts where he knew it was needed the most.

“Oh fu…..”

Katherine bucked wildly against his mouth, grinding her pussy against his chin and nose until she couldn’t take any more stimulation. Immediately she sank down onto him, her pussy brushing lightly against his chest and stomach until she was lying on top of him, her breasts squashed against him as she kissed him deeply, savouring the taste of her beautiful pussy on his mouth and tongue.

“That was amazing,” she whispered, as Greg’s cock brushed lightly against her ass.

Katherine reached between her legs and grabbed his meat, holding it bolt upright so that she could sink down onto it. Greg started to push up but was instantly warned to ‘keep still!’

Katherine sank all the way down onto Greg’s straining shaft, but almost as soon as she got to the bottom she lifted herself off again, leaving Greg’s cock coated in her juices and desperate for more attention.

“Now…” said Katherine as she moved down the bed and sat cross-legged between his widely spread thighs. “…let me tell you what we are going to do.”

Greg listened intently, wondering what new twisted ideas his wife had thought of to torment his poor cock with, she never seemed to run out of new ways to fuck with his head and make his balls ache, and though he sometimes complained, deep down they both knew he loved it.

“I’m going to stroke your cock until you are close, okay… and you are going to tell me when you are as near as you can get without cumming… and then I’m going to count to ten, and after that I’m going to push you over the edge… but if you start cumming before I finish counting, well, then I’m going to have to punish you. Understand?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“So you make sure you pick the exact right moment to tell me okay, because if you don’t you’re going to wish you had .”

“I will Mistress.”

“Good slave.”

Katherine slid her fingers around her husband’s throbbing stalk, it looked ready to blow as it was and she actually wondered if she could force an error out of him just by giving it a few hard, fast tugs. Part of her wanted to him to cum without permission just so she could punish him, but maybe she would keep that up her sleeve for another time… yes, this time she would play fair.

Katherine’s hand slid up and down her husband’s throbbing cock, loose enough that she could feel the veins beneath her fingertips, slowly she increased the pressure and speed as Greg’s eyes closed as he concentrated on choosing the exact right moment just as she’d instructed. His lips parted as if he was about to speak, but Greg waited a few seconds longer before signalling his imminent orgasm.

Katherine instantly released his cock and started to count slowly… “10 – 9 – 8 – 7… ” She knew what she had in store for him would make him shoot, but she wanted it to last a little longer than it otherwise would have.

Greg’s cock was pulsing as he struggled to hold back his impending eruption, and Katherine broke off from her count to warn him not to disappoint her.

“Don’t you dare cum slave, or your balls are gonna ache for a week…”

Katherine’s words only made it harder for Greg to hold back, she knew that as well as he did… maybe she did want to force an error out of him after all.

The counting resumed, “…6 – 5 – 4…”

As the numbers slowly passed Greg felt some semblance of control returning and he wondered just how Katherine was going to push him over the edge.

“3 – 2 – 1… good slave, I am pleased with you.”

Greg smiled to himself for a second, and relaxed just long enough that Katherine’s next move caught him completely off guard. She shifted between his legs and the next thing he felt was her palm smacking into his balls. It wasn’t too hard, but Greg wasn’t expecting it and certainly wasn’t expecting his cock to react the way it did. She continued to slap his balls, each time a little faster and a little harder.

“You should be happy slave… if you had cum without permission you would have been pleading with me to stop, but as it is all you have to do to make me stop is cum.”

Greg’s head was swimming, he was teetering on the edge of orgasm and each swat of his wife’s hand was bringing it closer and closer, he needed to cum so badly but this was not the way he wanted to cum, he wanted to be on top, fucking her hard with his cock until he exploded inside her, but he’d long since voluntarily given up control and now all he could do was wait for the inevitable to happen.

Katherine’s slaps were getting harder and faster and Greg’s balls were bouncing with each swat, his cockhead was crimson red and he knew it would all be over in just a few more seconds. If only she would just stroke his cock, that’s all he needed, just one beautiful stroke…

“Come on Greg, cum for me… you know you want to taste it.”

Greg groaned as she rhythmically battered his balls, she knew how to push his buttons alright and it was working. He felt that indescribable feeling that told him that no matter what happened now, his balls were about to empty themselves. His muscles tensed and a stream of cum pushed it’s way out of the hole in the head of his cock. For her part, Katherine gave his balls one last slap before settling back to watch her husband’s completely ruined orgasm unfold to it’s conclusion.

Greg’s pulled at his bonds as his cum trickled down the top-side of his shaft and pooled at the base, it seemed to go on and on, neither of them could quite believe how much cum had been expelled. When the stream finally stopped, Katherine bent down and began licking the underside of Greg’s still hard cock, but stopping just short of the head, his balls were red and as her tongue flicked over them Katherine felt the heat produced by her barrage of slapping, and couldn’t help but be just a little bit disappointed that she hadn’t been able to really punish them. Still, there was always next time.

She sat up again and looked at Greg, he was slumped back on the bed with his eyes closed, quietly  groaning in frustration and desperation. He looked so delightful like that, that she couldn’t help but push her fingers between her legs and gently stroke her clit.

“Very good slave, I’m very happy with you, now ask me nicely if you may clean up your cum...”

Katherine's New Game...

Katherine allowed her fingers to trail along the length of Greg’s thigh, his cock twitched a little and a wicked smile flashed across Katherine’s lips. Poor Greg, since he’d persuaded her to take control of his cock she had made it her mission to drive him crazy with lust and longing for the freedom he once had, but which she had no intention of allowing him ever again.

Her fingers moved higher and gently caressed his swollen balls. Greg groaned, he hadn’t been allowed to cum for over a month and he desperately wanted to feel the release of a full satisfying orgasm, but he knew that even if Katherine granted him permission to cum there was no guarantee that she would allow him to fully enjoy it. But still, this was what he’d asked for… begged for even, and though he didn’t fully understand exactly why it turned him on so much for her to control his cock, he never wanted it to end. Indeed, if anything, Greg wanted his wife of five years to be ever more merciless with her tease and denial.

Katherine’s fingers closed around his semi-hard shaft and slowly worked his meat back and forth, watching eagerly as his cock slowly engorged and grew to its full height. The very second Greg’s stalk achieved maximum hardness Katherine took her hand away and Greg moaned in absolute frustration.

“Please…” He begged. “…not again.”

She smiled innocently at him, this was Katherine’s frustrating new game, touching him just enough until he was swollen and hard and then ignoring his cock until it softened, only to start the maddening procedure again and again and again. He’d told her he wanted her to be evil and she had every intention of making him regret it.

“Oh, would you like to play a different game today then?”

Greg was wary but knew that it wasn’t his choice to make.

“If it pleases you Mistress.” He said, wondering what the hell she was going to put him through now.

“How would you like a ‘chance’ to cum?” She asked, mischief flickering in her eyes.

“Oh God yes please Mistress…” Greg groaned in anticipation of his long awaited release.

Katherine’s hand slid across his stomach and then she straddled his trunk, bending forward to give him a long, slow, deep kiss. As she did so she felt his cock stiffen until the tip brushed against her freshly shaved pussy lips.

“So close…” She whispered in his ear.

Greg groaned and tried to push his cock up against her pussy, but Katherine was too quick and lifted herself a couple of inches so that he just couldn’t reach.

“You know the rules Greg…!”

“I’m sorry Mistress, I just want to feel your beautiful pussy.”

“You really want to feel it?”

“Mmmm, yes Mistress, please let me feel it.”

“Well… maybe, but first I think you need to be tied down.”

Katherine reached out to the corners of the bed and pulled down the restraints that were permanently attached there for moments just like this one. She slipped the velco cuffs around his wrists and in seconds Greg was rendered helpless.

“And today I think we are going to need to do your legs too…”

Katherine turned around and gave Greg a perfect view of her ass as she secured his ankles in the same way that she had done his wrists, leaving his legs spread just enough for what she had in mind. Mindful that Greg was no doubt enjoying the sight of her ass Katherine reached back and slowly pulled her cheeks apart giving Greg a glimpse of her tight, pink hole.

Greg’s cock twitched and he groaned as he spied the place he wanted to lick so badly, but all too soon Katherine released her grip and turned around once more.

“You enjoyed that didn’t you?”

“Yes Mistress, it was beautiful…”

Katherine giggled. “You really do adore my ass don’t you, it’s so sweet….”

She leaned forward over him so that her breasts were hanging over his face and watched as he stared at them, licking his lips as he waited for permission to suck on her gorgeous, hard nipples.

Katherine slid back a little until the underside of Greg’s aching cock was resting against her soft, wet pussy lips. She allowed herself to drop down onto Greg a little, trapping his cock between her pussy and his stomach. She started to rock back and forth, enjoying the sensation of his cock sliding backwards and forwards between her slippery lips.

Greg moaned in frustration, he wanted to feel her pussy, but not like this, he wanted to be inside her.

But Katherine was loving it, since it allowed her to ensure maximum stimulation to her clit, she might even be able to cum like this, given enough time, but for now she was too eager to begin her new game. She eased herself up the bed and straddled Greg’s face, he was an expert pussy licker and she knew that he would get her off in no time.

“Lick me, make me cum…” She said as she sank down onto his face.

Greg went to work, he adored eating her pussy and his cock continued to throb even when it remained untouched for the few minutes it took to bring his wife to orgasm.

“I love tormenting your cock,” Katherine whispered. “I love finding new ways to make you ache for me.”

Greg groaned into her sopping wet pussy as he moved his hips to try and get some friction against his poor aching prick. If Katherine could have seen what he was doing she would have loved it, she thrived on watching him struggle and suffer for her, but she was too wrapped up in what his tongue was doing to her.

“Oh God,” she moaned. “That’s it… you are so fucking good at this….”

Greg felt the muscles in her thighs start to quiver and he knew she was right on the verge of coming, he hardened the tip of his tongue and concentrated his efforts where he knew it was needed the most.

“Oh fu…..”

Katherine bucked wildly against his mouth, grinding her pussy against his chin and nose until she couldn’t take any more stimulation. Immediately she sank down onto him, her pussy brushing lightly against his chest and stomach until she was lying on top of him, her breasts squashed against him as she kissed him deeply, savouring the taste of her beautiful pussy on his mouth and tongue.

“That was amazing,” she whispered, as Greg’s cock brushed lightly against her ass.

Katherine reached between her legs and grabbed his meat, holding it bolt upright so that she could sink down onto it. Greg started to push up but was instantly warned to ‘keep still!’

Katherine sank all the way down onto Greg’s straining shaft, but almost as soon as she got to the bottom she lifted herself off again, leaving Greg’s cock coated in her juices and desperate for more attention.

“Now…” said Katherine as she moved down the bed and sat cross-legged between his widely spread thighs. “…let me tell you what we are going to do.”

Greg listened intently, wondering what new twisted ideas his wife had thought of to torment his poor cock with, she never seemed to run out of new ways to fuck with his head and make his balls ache, and though he sometimes complained, deep down they both knew he loved it.

“I’m going to stroke your cock until you are close, okay… and you are going to tell me when you are as near as you can get without cumming… and then I’m going to count to ten, and after that I’m going to push you over the edge… but if you start cumming before I finish counting, well, then I’m going to have to punish you. Understand?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“So you make sure you pick the exact right moment to tell me okay, because if you don’t you’re going to wish you had .”

“I will Mistress.”

“Good slave.”

Katherine slid her fingers around her husband’s throbbing stalk, it looked ready to blow as it was and she actually wondered if she could force an error out of him just by giving it a few hard, fast tugs. Part of her wanted to him to cum without permission just so she could punish him, but maybe she would keep that up her sleeve for another time… yes, this time she would play fair.

Katherine’s hand slid up and down her husband’s throbbing cock, loose enough that she could feel the veins beneath her fingertips, slowly she increased the pressure and speed as Greg’s eyes closed as he concentrated on choosing the exact right moment just as she’d instructed. His lips parted as if he was about to speak, but Greg waited a few seconds longer before signalling his imminent orgasm.

 Katherine instantly released his cock and started to count slowly… “10 – 9 – 8 – 7… ” She knew what she had in store for him would make him shoot, but she wanted it to last a little longer than it otherwise would have.

Greg’s cock was pulsing as he struggled to hold back his impending eruption, and Katherine broke off from her count to warn him not to disappoint her.

“Don’t you dare cum slave, or your balls are gonna ache for a week…”

Katherine’s words only made it harder for Greg to hold back, she knew that as well as he did… maybe she did want to force an error out of him after all.

The counting resumed, “…6 – 5 – 4…”

As the numbers slowly passed Greg felt some semblance of control returning and he wondered just how Katherine was going to push him over the edge.

“3 – 2 – 1… good slave, I am pleased with you.”

Greg smiled to himself for a second, and relaxed just long enough that Katherine’s next move caught him completely off guard. She shifted between his legs and the next thing he felt was her palm smacking into his balls. It wasn’t too hard, but Greg wasn’t expecting it and certainly wasn’t expecting his cock to react the way it did. She continued to slap his balls, each time a little faster and a little harder.

“You should be happy slave… if you had cum without permission you would have been pleading with me to stop, but as it is all you have to do to make me stop is cum.”

Greg’s head was swimming, he was teetering on the edge of orgasm and each swat of his wife’s hand was bringing it closer and closer, he needed to cum so badly but this was not the way he wanted to cum, he wanted to be on top, fucking her hard with his cock until he exploded inside her, but he’d long since voluntarily given up control and now all he could do was wait for the inevitable to happen.

Katherine’s slaps were getting harder and faster and Greg’s balls were bouncing with each swat, his cockhead was crimson red and he knew it would all be over in just a few more seconds. If only she would just stroke his cock, that’s all he needed, just one beautiful stroke…

“Come on Greg, cum for me… you know you want to taste it.”

Greg groaned as she rhythmically battered his balls, she knew how to push his buttons alright and it was working. He felt that indescribable feeling that told him that no matter what happened now, his balls were about to empty themselves. His muscles tensed and a stream of cum pushed it’s way out of the hole in the head of his cock. For her part, Katherine gave his balls one last slap before settling back to watch her husband’s completely ruined orgasm unfold to it’s conclusion.

Greg’s pulled at his bonds as his cum trickled down the top-side of his shaft and pooled at the base, it seemed to go on and on, neither of them could quite believe how much cum had been expelled. When the stream finally stopped, Katherine bent down and began licking the underside of Greg’s still hard cock, but stopping just short of the head, his balls were red and as her tongue flicked over them Katherine felt the heat produced by her barrage of slapping, and couldn’t help but be just a little bit disappointed that she hadn’t been able to really punish them. Still, there was always next time.

She sat up again and looked at Greg, he was slumped back on the bed with his eyes closed, quietly  groaning in frustration and desperation. He looked so delightful like that, that she couldn’t help but push her fingers between her legs and gently stroke her clit.

“Very good slave, I’m very happy with you, now ask me nicely if you may clean up your cum...”

If you don't ask you don't get...

So today I received an email from a writer who I've reviewed on this blog before, and since I enjoyed his first two books (though I'm not doing quite so well with the third) and because he asked very nicely I am reposting this guest post he sent me. This might be a good time to mention something which I've been meaning to say for a little while. I'm quite happy for people to email me about reviewing books on my site, but I will not read PDFs. A proper book is preferred and will definitely get you a review, maybe a Kindle file would be okay, but PDFs are a nightmare to read.

A while back, Tanya Simmonds contacted me about reviewing her book, which regrettably I haven't done, partly because I tried reading it on a Nexus and the PDF file was a pain in the backside. However, what I read was well written if not quite to my taste. May I suggest that you visit Tanya's site and make up your own minds.

http://tanyasimmonds.weebly.com/

And now to Alex Jordaine's guest post...

THE ‘MISTRESS’ SERIES OF EROTIC FICTION

  Where powerful women control the pleasure

Alex Jordaine is the UK’s leading Femdom author and his work has also been widely published in the USA. In this article Alex talks about his acclaimed ‘Mistress’ series of paperback books and the latest addition to the series, ‘Surrender to the Mistress’.

‘Surrender to the Mistress’ is the latest in my ‘Mistress’ Femdom series of paperbacks. In these books strong women are firmly in charge and men are there to serve and obey them. All the ‘Mistress’ books have been published as e-books as well as paperbacks. My stories have also been included in various collections of BDSM, gay, lesbian, and general themed erotica.

‘Surrender to the Mistress’ is the fifth title in the ‘Mistress’ series. The books all have distinctive electric blue covers, each depicting a beautiful dominatrix. The other books in the series are ‘Mistress of Torment’, ‘Naked for the Mistress’, ‘Mistress Extreme’, and ‘Mistress Divine’. They are all full length novels, with the exception of ‘Surrender to The Mistress’, which is a collection of four novellas. All the stories in the ‘Mistress’ series are ‘one-offs’, so they can be read in any order. The sixth in the series, ‘Mistress Severity’ comes out in paperback in October2013 and is currently available as an e-book. The seventh in the series, ‘Bound by the Mistress’ comes out next year. Both of these are full-length novels.

I’m delighted that the ‘Mistress’ Femdom series has proved to be so popular and that it’s making new fans all the time. (‘I couldn’t put the book down… it blew my mind…I got mega-horny every time I read a bit more…I didn’t want the book to end’ raved one enthusiast recently when reviewing ‘Mistress Divine’.) They seem to love reading the books as much as I love writing them.

I thoroughly enjoy turning the usual stereotypes on their head, as well as exploring the psychology of submission, the joys and perils of the BDSM lifestyle, and the redemptive power of love. This last is worth mentioning because, for books so full of graphic discipline, bondage and domination, they are essentially love stories.

So, if you’re looking for well-written and arousing Femdom erotic fiction, why not give ‘Surrender to the Mistress’ a try. It would make a perfect introduction to the rest of the ‘Mistress’ series.

EXCERPT FROM ‘SURRENDER TO THE MISTRESS’

She stepped in really close to Peter in his chained bondage, that startling Amazonian woman, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. She stood over him, her fat naked breasts swaying, their giant nipples as hard as rocks. Peter looked up at her and said nervously, ‘May I ask you one thing?’ He didn’t know it but there was wonder in his eyes at the very sight of her. He couldn’t help it any more than he could help his now rigidly erect cock.

‘It depends what it is you want to ask,’ she said warily, her full lips pursed.

‘What is your name?’ Peter said.

The woman smiled indulgently at the innocuous question he had asked and pushed a strand of his hair back that had fallen down onto his brow. ‘My name is Serena,’ she said. She let her fingers trail down Peter’s cheek before drawing them away abruptly. ‘But that is enough talk. Julie, you know what to do.’

Julie immediately went to the metal briefcase on the floor, knelt down and unhinged its clasps and lifted its lid. She took out a black dildo with a rubber bag of the same colour attached to the end. Hanging from the bag by a short tube was a rubber bulb. Julie closed the metal briefcase, got up from her knees and handed the item she had removed from the briefcase to Serena.

‘Open your mouth wide, Peter,’ Serena ordered. As he obeyed, she took the dildo and placed the rubber bag between his lips. Using the rubber bulb, she began to pump air into the bag until it filled his mouth completely, the rubber dildo at right-angles from his face.

Peter could not disguise his growing excitement. His thick hard cock was now throbbing constantly and jutting up from his body like a flesh coloured version of the black dildo sticking straight up from his face.

Facing in the direction of Peter’s giant pulsing erection, Serena climbed up onto her haunches above him and straddled his face. She took the dildo in her hand and placed it at the opening of her sex. Slowly she lowered herself down on it, her pussy tight but very wet. Soon Peter’s face was shiny with her juice as she ground her hips down, sinking herself onto the dildo. Serena let out a moan of pleasure as, with the fingers of her right hand, she searched out and pressed down on her clitoris. She moaned again as she jammed her fingers down once more and started to grind them hard against her clit.

Serena’s body rocked with pleasure as she played with her clitoris while pushing her big fleshy thighs into Peter’s face, making the dildo sink deeper into her sex. She pressed down so hard that Peter could barely see, could hardly breathe. Then she started to move herself up and down on the dildo, the sound noisily liquid. She rode his face like this, soon drenching it with her copious pussy juice.

‘Give him a blow job,’ Serena then ordered Julie, while continuing to ride the dildo jutting from Peter’s face. Julie immediately moved to the end of the leather-covered table and climbed lithely onto it on her knees, kneeling between Peter’s shackled legs. She put her arms either side of his waist and bent further forward, fastening her lips tight to the hot flesh of his cock, which was now glittering with precome wetness. Julie began sucking Peter’s shaft and he could feel it pulse and throb excitingly inside her mouth. She sucked him slow and deep at first, and then picked up momentum until her lips were moving faster and faster over the length of his shaft.

In this, it appeared to Peter that Julie was taking her lead from Serena who was now shoving herself up and down on the dildo jutting from his mouth with ever increasing force, her strong thighs quivering. She began to moan and gasp and rock back and forth on his face. Her pussy contracted tightly around the large dildo and she groaned deeply as her orgasm washed through her in mighty waves.

She didn’t stop shoving her sex down against Peter’s gagged mouth though, his face now soaked even more with her juices. At the same time, Julie sucked ever more violently at his cock, sucked until he felt sharp tremors that ripped straight through him like a tsunami, bringing him to a mighty orgasm. He climaxed hard, his semen spraying warm and creamy into her mouth, filling it. Julie swallowed it all down greedily, his cock still pulsing in her throat. 

Julie withdrew her mouth slowly from Peter’s erection when it at last began to wilt, and she knelt up. She looked questioningly at Serena who looked back at her and smiled a lascivious smile. ‘Get the handcuffs and leg irons again,’ she ordered, still moving herself up and down on the dildo. ‘Also, open the briefcase once more and get out the ball gag, enema bag, lubricant, and strap-on dildo. I haven’t finished with Peter today, no way am I done with him yet.’

Those words landed on Peter like a boulder. In their essence they were entirely unequivocal. It was obvious what was going to happen to him, couldn’t be more obvious. It was perfectly clear that he would soon be losing his virginity, so to speak, that Serena would be popping his cherry. And there wasn’t a thing he could do to prevent it, not a damned thing.

His reaction to this knowledge, however, took him completely by surprise. Peter didn’t feel horror or disgust or dismay. Instead he felt resignation and excitement, both at the same time. Shameful as it was, he not only accepted what was going to happen to him, he found he welcomed it, was excited by the prospect of it – extremely excited. 

Five in a row...

Another wonderful orgasm for Mistress R today, the best of the lot from where I was laying! :) Mistress R rode my cock afterwards and then straddled my face so I could taste her beautiful pussy once again, this time tinted with the taste of my cock - yummy! After that she lay beside me, stroking and teasing and then barely touching me until I was almost trembling and I begged her to please stroke my cock. Mistress gave me a few more firm strokes, ensuring that when she finally called a halt my cock was rock hard and I was absolutely aching for her.
Mistress R is getting sooooooooooooo good at this teasing thing, I just can't believe my luck!

Equalling our record...

Wow, Mistress R just had her fourth orgasm on consecutive days, equalling the record we set in January this year, not only that but she's actually had eight orgasms this month already... could we possibly see a new monthly record set, we need five more to do it, and we've got eleven days. Sounds easy, but this was the last day of our week off, next week will be back to work, back to normal and back to dieting!
After Mistress's orgasm she teased me again, including some very intense moments where she used her teeth on my cock. It kinda hurt... but I liked it! She also used her feet a little too, which was great. Throughout, Mistress allowed me to caress her ass, and by the end my cock was throbbing hard and I was sure she was going to either edge me or maybe even ruin an orgasm, but every time she started to get me anywhere near close to the edge she slowed down again and kissed me so that I could taste her cock flavoured tongue (I love that).
She slapped my balls a few times again and after one final slap to my cock she pulled her hand away, prompting me to beg her not to stop. Mistress gave me one of her looks and then told me I could either have ten more strokes or three slaps. I wanted both but I opted for the strokes, and when they were done I was even harder and even more desperate.
I held Mistress tightly as we kissed and my cock rocked back and forth between her legs, but it still wasn't enough to scratch my itch. I love that Mistress has come to terms with leaving me frustrated like this and not pandering to my 'need' for more. My cock truly belongs to her now, and I love it.
I really wanted to lick her pussy some more afterwards but since I'd already begged her not to stop touching me I thought I better not push it too much.

More lovely teasing and another orgasm for Mistress R...

This week is going great, being off work means we have so much free time and that means lots of orgasms for Mistress R and lots of teasing for me. Today Mistress R had her third orgasm in three days and then she gave me the most amazing teasing, first she got me hard then mounted me, then made me beg her to take her bra off, exposing her hard pink nipples (so fucking hot!). After she'd ridden my cock for a few minutes she straddled my body, pinning my arms down with her legs and teased me with her ass, pushing it right against my face while teasing me about how bad I wanted to lick it...
I love that she is getting more confident about that side of things and my cock was so hard and I'm sure that can't have escaped her notice. I love this side of her and I love that she's getting more and more confident about using her gorgeous body to tease me. I am so, so lucky to have her.
While she was riding my cock Mistress also reached back and gave my balls a few slaps, there's definitely been an increase in the amount of balls slapping going on this week and I'm loving that too!
Well it's seven orgasms for Mistress R this month already, here's hoping we can beat that record of twelve we set back in December 2011, that would be fantastic. No idea when I will be allowed to cum again, part of me wants to be allowed to cum of course, but part of me wants Mistress R to make me wait a really long time, so that when she finally does allow me to cum I am absolutely desperate for it.

Whatever happened to Q & k...

Q & k used to be regular visitors and comment leavers and yet months have passed since I've heard anything of them, their blogs are still online but haven't been updated in ages, does anyone have any idea what's happened to them, I hope they are okay.

Orgasm graphs...

 

Today is a day for getting projects done and this is a project I've had in mind for a long time, but never quite got around to doing. I'm sure Harry Haversackers will appreciate this. Click on the graph for a bigger version. Actually, while I've got this page open let's do one for Mistress R too...

More fun....

The last two days I have been granted the absolute pleasure of making Mistress cum with my tongue and also enjoyed some wonderful teasing. Today's teasing was particularly good since Mistress really teased me with her gorgeous ass as she was stroking, slapping and sucking my cock and balls. It was wonderful but also very frustrating as Mistress knelt over me with her knees both to the right of my torso, which afforded me a nice side view (and feel) of her ass, but nothing more than the odd glimpse of her wet pussy lips if I really craned my neck.
The oddest thing popped into my head while this was going on, I remembered how I used to playfully spank Mistress's ass when I was fucking her from behind... that seems an awfully long time ago.
I really cannot get enough of Mistress's pussy and after my teasing was over and we had laid together for a while I asked Mistress if she would please straddle my face before we got up. Mistress said 'You really can't get enough can you?'. I think we all know the answer to that, don't we!
Mistress obliged and she tasted even better than when I had gone down on her about thirty minutes previously. I love it when Mistress sits on my face like that, I can never get enough of that either.

Oh and...

...why the fuck are all these writers called 'Xavier DuChampagne' or something, it's very silly.

I may have said this before but...

I got an email from Femdom Cave this morning and I clicked the link to check out what was new in the literary world. But, inevitably it seems, I came away disappointed. Now, this isn't the first time and in the past I've shied away from writing about it because it sounds like the ramblings of an unpublished author (which they are, but please bear with me!). I'm not going to be specific about it because it's by no means a problem with one author or publisher, but damn... does anyone write erotica without sounding like they've swallowed a fucking dictionary?
I get that writing about a subject with a limited descriptive scope can become repetitive if the same words are used over and over again, but that's not really what I'm getting at. It's the general style... it's almost as though authors feel that they are writing about a subject which is inherently inferior (because it's porn) so they go out of their way to write in a style which they feel imbues it with a certain level of gravitas, but in the process (to me at least) they stifle the 'horniness' of the text they are writing.
Okay, so you need something a little more intellectual than 'Pete rammed his thick cock into Sarah's cunt until it exploded inside her' if you are going to sustain a novel, but 'Lord Peter Fortesque-Smyth unsheathed his rampant sword and speared it between the quivering lips of the overcome Lady Patricia until they erupted together like a previously dormant volcano' is just annoying, silly and most of all not remotely horny.
Okay, I know some people must get off on that style but I just don't get it, and it's not just a man thing either because Mistress R wouldn't touch that stuff with a bargepole.
So why is it that so many of the books published seem to be in that style?
I've had plenty of negative comments about my writing over the years but it's always been about content, I've never had one negative comment about style, which tells me that a lot of people like it, and let's not forget 'Owned' has had over 170,000 views on Literotica. There are of course some books written in a down to earth style, Alex Jordaine's books are worth a read, especially the earlier ones, but overwhelmingly (as I now realise I have commented before) published erotica is just a little too flowery and unbelievable (private islands, helicopters, 5000 square foot private dungeons etc...). The thing is if it's not believable then how do you invest in it?
And what is it with the names as well, there's a book on Amazon called 'Cuckold' which I read, and it wasn't too bad but for the fact that the guy's wife is called Desdemona. No, really. Simply changing her name to 'Jane' would have made the book 10% better.

Hiding in a drawer, but not totally forgotten...

I was clearing out a drawer a couple of days ago and I found my black CB-3000. I'd almost forgotten about it to be honest, but finding it again stirred up those familiar feelings. For those of you who haven't been reading my blog forever, a long time ago I bought a CB-3000, this was even before 24/7 chastity and Mistress R was less than enthusiastic about it. I tried it on a couple of times but it didn't fit me and I couldn't ever see it being practical. I sold that one on eBay, but then I eventually bought another one because I wanted it to work and I couldn't understand how other people were wearing them, what was I doing wrong?

Again I tried it on, even managed thirty minutes in it once... I think this was still before we went to 24/7 chastity. But still it was impossible to wear under clothing, it looked like I had a melon stuffed down my trousers, I mean it was comical, or it would be if it wasn't so frustrating.

I can only assume that the problem is my weight, which is why it still sits in the box in the drawer. Maybe one day it will fit properly. But even then, Mistress R controls my cock and ultimately she would have to be the one to decide that I could wear it. 

This is extremely unlikely to happen.

But then again, it wasn't that long ago that she was totally against the idea of ruining orgasms.

It's a shame, because the 'idea' of being physically restricted from touching my cock is so appealing, even though I know from what little experience I have that these things are pretty awkward and impractical really. The problems of peeing and cleaning alone are enough for me to question the sanity of everyone who wears one. And yet... to be locked and truly under the control of your partner must be such an amazing feeling. Well it must be or people simply wouldn't be prepared to put up with the inconvenience.

Okay so I am getting a lot better about not touching my cock without permission, but that doesn't alter the fact that if I wanted to I could whip my cock out right now and give it a damn good stroking. I would confess and suffer the paddle, but still...

My CB-3000 even comes with the points of intrigue inserts, I would love to feel those biting into my cock as Mistress straddled my face and I swelled inside the plastic tube. Maybe one day Mistress will at least let me wear it occasionally for short periods of time.

Think of it as a long term goal...

Another wonderful orgasm for Mistress R this afternoon, she tasted absolutely delicious... so much so that after Mistress had teased me I begged her to let me taste her pussy again. It was only for a few seconds, but it was soooooo nice!
Mistress gave my balls a nice slap while she was teasing me and I begged her to do it again, I LOVE it when she slaps my balls, just like I love it when she scratches my cock or does anything mean like that. I am constantly reassuring her that I do like it when she is mean to me and my cock, anything I can do to make her listen to the devil on her shoulder...
I guess some of you might find posts like these a little confusing, since she is the 'Mistress' it's her 'job' to be mean to me. I would guess those would be the people who haven't actually lived this lifestyle, but who want to. That's okay, I understand where you are coming from. Maybe I thought a little like that way back before this all really started, though I'd like to hope that I was smarter than that.
If you want your wife to control your cock and be 'mean' to you, first of all you have to be patient. And a lot of men just aren't patient. I know you want to be teased and ruined and locked in chastity and all the rest of it... but you really need to look at it as a long term goal. When I read stuff on the internet about guys who go from a vanilla lifestyle to a 24/7 steel chastity cage in a matter of weeks I have to say I am extremely sceptical.
You have to give your partner time to get used to letting her inner 'Mistress' out, and that's not easy for a lot of women. Mistress R is amazing, and she gets more and more amazing all the time. I made mistakes in the early days and she put the brakes on, you only have to read back through my blog to find that out. For now we are on a roll and just at the moment it feels like we are starting to roll a little faster... which is awesome!
The trouble is, we guys are like a dog who gets let off the lead and then wants to go running ahead, eventually we have to go back to where our owner is waiting. The danger is that when things start to happen, we want to push-push-push-push-push! But it's not (in my experience) the way to get results. You have to be prepared to go at her pace... and what's the rush anyway? Won't it be all the more rewarding to be locked up and ruined by your Mistress if you have to wait for it?
Believe me, the danger of going too fast is that if your partner goes along with it more quickly than she's comfortable with, the danger is she'll feel out of her depth and totally retreat, and it's hard enough to introduce a woman to this lifestyle as it is, how hard is it going to be if she's already tried and you fucked it up?
It took us more than two years to get to the point where Mistress was ready to ruin an orgasm, it may take us another two years before she feels comfortable regularly demanding ass worship at the drop of a hat... of course I'd like it to happen right now, but I know if it does eventually happen, that Mistress is comfortable with it and that makes it so much more enjoyable for me.

Poll results...

So my poll ended a few days ago and a massive 40% of you voted that Mistress R will let me cum less than 5 times this coming chastity year, I think that's a bit optimistic myself... I voted 15-20, along with 20% of the voters, 15% of you went for 10-15 times. 10% each plumped for 20-25 and more than 25 times, and a very low 5% went for 5-10 times. I would have thought 5-10 times was much more likely than less than 5... but still, perhaps you guys are trying to influence Mistress to be  meaner, and I can't knock you for that!
Thanks as always to everyone who took the time to vote.

A devil on her shoulder

Mistress and I were talking about recent developments last night and she made a comment that was really nice to hear. She said (about ruining orgasms) that she was always against it because it was too mean, but that now she feels like she has a little angel and devil on her shoulder, and the little devil is telling her that not only do I want her to be mean, but that she wants it too.
:)
Like this whole thing, getting your partner to play is one thing, getting her to enjoy it and want it the way you do is quite another. It takes a lot of patience, but the rewards are priceless.

Ruined at last, and then...

It's nearly midnight, I'm tired and I should go to bed, but I have to write about what happened tonight. After being allowed to worship Mistress's beautiful pussy for the third time in four days (heaven!) and feeling her have a lovely orgasm as I licked her clit, I was somewhat reluctant to move from between her legs. I love looking at her pussy after Mistress has cum and I love to breathe in her scent because I know it will be hours, maybe even days until I get to luxuriate in it again...
But eventually I found myself on my back with my head on the pillow, kissing my beautiful Mistress as she started to stroke my cock to full hardness. I told her how much I love eating her pussy as she moved down the bed and started to suck my cock. Of course I was already wondering, will I get to cum... will this be my first ruined orgasm???
I told her how her pleasure was so much more important than mine, that her orgasms were all that mattered to me.
Mistress took her time, sucking, stroking, slapping... until my cock was rock hard, then she started stroking harder and faster and I warned her that I was getting close. She didn't stop... I felt myself getting closer still, too close!
I warned Mistress again and she almost immediately let go of my cock, just before a stream of cum oozed from the tip onto my stomach. The flow stopped immediately and Mistress watched as I frustratedly squeezed my cock muscles trying to force more cum out, trying to gain proper relief... and failed miserably.
Maybe fifteen, twenty seconds passed and Mistress gently curled her fingers around my cock, the edge had totally passed and my cock responded to her touch growing harder than ever. She stroked my cock quickly and asked me if I had any more cum left in my balls. I told her yes, and she told me she was allowing me to cum now.
Mistress stroked my cock hard and fast until I had a violent, amazing, intense orgasm that left me quite literally panting and soaked in cum. It was absolutely unbelievable how much cum was all over me...
Afterwards I asked if I was in trouble for cumming without permission, she said that she was one second from giving me permission anyway, so this time she would let me off. I asked her if she had intended to ruin it or had she just let go because I was close. She said she intended to ruin it.
I am so proud of my Mistress for taking this step. I know she has always been somewhat against the idea of doing this, because she thought it was too mean... I think, not sure. But recently she has seemingly changed her mind, maybe I have managed to persuade her that I love the idea of her being increasingly sexually 'mean' to me. I hope so... because I really do love it.
I feel like Mistress (and I of course) has taken a big step forward today, and that she won't be worried about doing it again. I love the thought that I will never again be able to take it for granted that permission to cum will result in a satisfying orgasm, now I will always be wondering if Mistress will take her hand away just as I start to cum and ruin my orgasm. The thought of her controlling my cock like that is so fucking hot. And of course when I do get to cum properly I will appreciate it even more!
This is what I always wanted, for Mistress to have control not only of 'when' and 'if' I cum, but also in what manner and how much pleasure I am allowed from it.
I am so happy right now.
I can't wait until I've been denied a really long time and Mistress holds this new power over me... now she could make me wait weeks then ruin an orgasm and then make me wait even longer, and then she could just do it again if that's what she decided.
I'm just so glad that Mistress didn't panic when I started to cum and finish me off, I am super impressed with that. I know it's not easy for her to understand why I would want this even, and I can understand that, for me it's as much a mental as a physical thing... I want her to have total control of my cock and this is such a big step towards that.
Like I said before, in the past I always stayed away from the edge during teasing because I didn't want it cut short and I didn't want to override Mistress's authority by cumming without permission. Now I feel like I can relax more and enjoy being edged because Mistress has the perfect tool to deal with it if I lose control.
It's taken a long time to get here, but it's been 100% worth it.

Mistress Marie's blog...

If you haven't already done so, don't forget to check out Mistress Marie's blog (HERE), there's plenty to keep you entertained for sure!

Mistress is toying with me now...

We both know, or at least I think I know... only she knows for sure, that Mistress is going to ruin an orgasm for me soon. So obviously now I'm waiting for it, expecting it even. But Mistress isn't playing along. After being granted the absolute pleasure of eating her beautiful pussy and making her cum tonight, she played with my cock until I was desperate to cum (though not near the edge) and then she knelt beside me and started pumping my cock...
I thought this was leading up to my ruined orgasm but no, instead Mistress was just making sure I was hard so that she could ride my cock. Her pussy felt so amazing, I found myself hoping beyond hope that she was going to forget about the ruined orgasm and tell me to pump her full of cum. I begged her to take her bra off and let me see her gorgeous breasts, which she did after making me beg a little more. Mistress looked so amazing, and beaming as I told her how sexy every part of her body is as I tried to hold back and not cum without permission.
I told her how I would do anything she asked me to, and she turned me on even more by asking if I would do it, or let her do something to me even if it was really mean... it was so fucking hot, I can't even tell you. She moved next to me and grabbed my slick, aching cock and started stroking more and now I thought she was sure to ruin my orgasm... but no!
Mistress slapped and stroked and teased some more and then... just stopped and told me that was it for tonight. I held her close as I tried to calm down, kissing her neck and breasts and telling her how much I love her and how amazing she is as my throbbing cock arched against her pussy.
God I am a lucky, lucky man and I LOVE IT!

Frustratingly, tantalizingly close...

It seems that ruined orgasms are definitely on the cards for me in the near future, this afternoon after giving Mistress her first orgasm of April, she teased me and brought me to the absolute brink, even after I warned her that I was close she kept stroking but never gave me permission to cum. What could I do? I fought it back like I'm supposed to until I felt a wet spot hit my stomach and Mistress let go of my cock.
My cock throbbed and Mistress gently stroked me again, I was confused... it seemed to me that she was trying to ruin my orgasm but as I still didn't have permission to cum I was still trying desperately to hold back. I begged Mistress not to touch my cock, believing that I was supposed to be holding on, and then when the edge had passed I told her and she immediately started stroking my cock again and it got really hard really quick, but I felt like now I could hold the edge at bay (I've read this before... almost like where you know where the edge is it's easier to stay away from it the second time).
Mistress pumped my cock harder and faster and it was obvious she was trying to get me to the edge again, so I played my part and allowed my guard down so that she could edge me again. This time she let go when I told her I was close and we had a very passionate kiss as my cock throbbed and ached against her silky smooth thighs and stomach.
Afterwards we talked about what just happened and Mistress realised that she needed to give me permission to cum if she wanted to give me any kind of orgasm, then she asked me how she should  go about it in more detail... We discussed the risk of a high speed jerking orgasm, that letting go as soon as I started to cum might be too little too late and how I thought she would be better getting me close and then gently stroking me until I alerted her that I was at the tipping point.
We agreed that this was not a precise science and that practice would make perfect. From which I may fairly conclude that Mistress is now on board with the idea of ruining orgasms in the future!
When she was stroking me the second time she said "You love it when I'm mean to you don't you?". I told her straight, the meaner she gets the more I will love it. I really would love her to get meaner and have fun controlling my cock. Like I said yesterday, I am more than ready to be summoned for any sort of body worship Mistress would like and I would love for Mistress to do something like edge me and then simply slap my cock and balls until I came, that would be sooooooo hot. I just cannot explain adequately how much I want her to be mean, mean, mean.
After we had finished she asked if I had cum, as there was a small wet patch on my stomach I said not, that it was precum. She said she had let go because it had shot out. I explained to her that when she started stroking me again after I had brought myself back from the brink my cock was instantly hard and that if I would have cum that wouldn't have happened. I guess there could have been a very small amount of cum released, but I certainly didn't have an orgasm.
I explained to her how if an orgasm is properly ruined that there is no refractory period and having mastered the technique she would be able to give me multiple ruined orgasms if she wanted to. Mistress also asked me which would be meaner, to ruin an orgasm and then leave my cock alone or to ruin an orgasm and then edge me again, I told her the second one...
I love where this is going, I so want my beautiful Mistress to really let her mean streak out and really make me wish I'd never started this, sigh...
In the meantime Mistress and I really want to make up for lost time this coming week and make sure she has plenty of orgasms. I always feel rusty when I haven't made Mistress cum for more than a few days, it's good to get back in the groove. She tasted so good and I can't wait to make her cum again tomorrow!

Totally unconnected, but also very hot... I came across a video yesterday (here), which I will be adding to my other blog. As I have mentioned before sometimes there can be some small part in a video which is insanely hot, which may not be exactly the obvious thing... in this video it's the part at about 1:00 where the woman, realizing her lover is at the door, pushes her husband away from between her legs where he is 'preparing' her pussy with his tongue. It could be that the woman is very hot (she is), it could be that she's wearing slutty shoes (she is), but mostly it's just the way she does it, by putting her foot on his shoulder and simply pushing him away. Truth be told the rest of the video isn't that amazing, but that bit alone is worth the effort of watching, and is yet another thing I will be trying to remember and hopefully using in a future story, though I can't imagine it having quite the impact in text that it does on the screen, especially when coupled with the look on her face as she gets up to let her lover in...!