Talk about confusing...

Like many of you I suspect, I got my (almost) daily email from Sarah Jameson this morning plugging her book (I’ve bought it already - that woman is a self promotion machine!) and in it she alluded to something which has cropped up over the past couple of days in various places I’ve been snooping. That being the slightly awkward subject of post orgasm disappointment.
Yes you chastity practitioners know exactly what I’m talking about, but everyone else (and especially your womenfolk), must be completely dumbfounded, confused, mystified and generally thinking ‘what the fuck?’.
Lets be honest, taken at face value, it’s confusing enough for a woman to be asked to withhold her man’s orgasm, it goes against everything she’s believed since she was even aware of what an orgasm was and most likely she has no desire to be similarly controlled (primarily because women’s orgasms aren’t the same as men’s). But lets say she’s an accommodating type and agrees to do as her husband asks. Soon enough she sees the benefits of an attentive husband whose sole focus is her pleasure, so far so good. Maybe she starts to think she’d like to make this a permanent situation, since she doesn’t really want her old husband back, she’s happy, the guy’s happy, everyone wins.
Soon the woman realises that her guy is happiest and eagerest to please when he’s teased mercilessly and brought close to orgasm as often as possible, in fact the closer the better, positively dangled over the edge and hanging on by his fingertips if at all possible. Accidents not withstanding, this isn’t a tremendously difficult thing to achieve and once she gets into it the woman will probably enjoy the rush of power she feels when edging her chastity sub. Some women even say it intensifies their own pleasure knowing that their chap is completely under their control and that he can’t cum without their permission (and then of course there’s Miss Christina, who makes her poor sub Sam slap his own balls on Skype while she gets herself off… God help him when they actually end up in the same room together - haha!).
But there’s one more twist in this slightly fucked up story… the woman withholds the guy’s orgasm for as long as she feels comfortable, perhaps a little longer each time, perhaps increasing the time dramatically, it makes little difference at the end of the day. Because after a few cycles the guy starts to realise that actually, although he really wants to cum, at the same time he really doesn’t. Talk about confusing. And how, pray tell, are we supposed to explain this to our women exactly? Well I guess I’ve talked myself into trying so here goes…
The fact is, of course we want to cum, but at the same time, as good as we know it will feel we also know that it will only last a few short seconds and that it will take the best part of a week to regain that lovely feeling of being denied. And so it becomes an eternal stuggle in the mind, wanting the one thing which we know will defer our ability to enjoy the other thing we crave.
I’m trying to think of an analogy here to help explain… I was thinking about using drugs but I don’t do drugs and besides they have rather negative connotations.
Okay, I know… think of denial as being like biscuits, you can eat them everyday and they make you feel happy and content, but secretly you want chocolate cake. And the more time passes the more you think you want the chocolate cake, even though you know if you eat the chocolate cake, you’re physically incapable of eating any biscuits for a week (look, don't ask stupid questions, that's just the way it is okay!). Soon all you can think about is the chocolate cake, you want the cake, and what’s more your keyholder takes great delight in eating all the cake she wants, right in front of you, she even holds a piece of cake under your nose to allow you to sniff it’s chocolatey loveliness before devouring it herself. And then another, and then another, until you're a gibbering wreck.
Knowing that you can’t trust yourself with the cake, you give your good lady the key to the cake tin, and make all sorts of promises in order to gain the control you want and need. Now your ‘keyholder’ gets to decide if, when and how you get to eat the cake. She delights in allowing you to breathe in the cake before having you feed it to her, even kissing you afterwards so that you can taste the cake on her breath…
Then one day, when you’ve almost gone out of your mind with cake-lust she finally relents and lets you eat the cake. Initially you’re overjoyed, you gorge yourself on chocolaty wickedness, getting butter cream all over the sheets in the process, it tastes divine, the best cake you’ve ever had, but as soon as it’s gone… the reality sinks in - no more biscuits for a week (oh yes, and of course the cake must be eaten in less than ten seconds, so you don't even have the luxury of enjoying it properly!).
Oh sure you loved the cake while you were eating it, but now, the cake is gone and the biscuits are out of reach. Not even your keyholder can give you the biscuits back, all she can do is have you feed her more cake, helping you to regain your lost cake-lust while you wait for the biscuits to come around once more.
So, the eternal question… is the cake worth it?
At times like these I can understand why Sarah Jameson and John are considering permanent orgasm denial, it seems an extreme step and I can’t help feeling that taking the ‘cake’ permanently out of the picture is going to unbalance the equation, but at the same time, it means John has a lifetime of biscuits to look forward too... unless of course Sarah eventually changes her mind and decides to let him have the cake after all, or maybe even forces him to eat the cake against his will (oh yes, did Sarah not say that John begged not to be allowed to cum even after several months a while back? Yes she did, but no mercy was given, because just like Mistress R, Sarah decides!). Poor bastard, can you imagine that week! Noooooooooooooooo.
Well there you are, and while I feel I must crave forgiveness for the ‘Two Pints’ flavoured waffling*, I hope I have made some progress in making this difficult to explain issue slightly clearer for all concerned… but somehow I very much doubt it.

*For anyone not residing in the UK, ‘Two Pints of Lager and a Packet of Crisps’ is a British comedy series based at least in part around the consumption of biscuits. Hard to believe I know.