I'm feeling a little conflicted about the whole chastity thing at the moment, simply because of what happened the other day. See, I was okay with it when I could make love to Mistress R and not cum, but the other day I couldn't take more than a minute without having to stop! That is not good. She asks me to put my cock in her and I have to stop after a minute because I'm going to cum, that's negatively affecting her, maybe we need to think about this some more.
Last night was wonderful though, Mistress R had a really hard orgasm on my tongue and despite being sleepy she still gave some wonderful teasing, just her hand this time, but still left me pretty desperate to cum I can tell you.
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Thursday, August 11, 2011
Conflicted...
I'm feeling a little conflicted about the whole chastity thing at the moment, simply because of what happened the other day. See, I was okay with it when I could make love to Mistress R and not cum, but the other day I couldn't take more than a minute without having to stop! That is not good. She asks me to put my cock in her and I have to stop after a minute because I'm going to cum, that's negatively affecting her, maybe we need to think about this some more.
Last night was wonderful though, Mistress R had a really hard orgasm on my tongue and despite being sleepy she still gave some wonderful teasing, just her hand this time, but still left me pretty desperate to cum I can tell you.
Last night was wonderful though, Mistress R had a really hard orgasm on my tongue and despite being sleepy she still gave some wonderful teasing, just her hand this time, but still left me pretty desperate to cum I can tell you.
Monday, August 8, 2011
A great weekend...
Today has been a good day, Mistress and I went into town and then we came back and watched the awesome 'Tool Academy 3'. Just unbelievable trash-TV! Perfect for Sunday afternoon...
Anyway, a little later I came downstairs and asked Mistress R if I could please worship her feet. She said that I could and I lay on the floor and lovingly kissed her feet and sucked her toes for 10-15 minutes, it was so wonderful, I loved every single second of it. Mistress R really has truly beautiful feet, in fact it's not just my opinion, apparently the pedicurist said the same thing too! They really are gorgeous, perfectly proportioned and just so pretty. I adore them.
So after that, we lay together on our new long sofa. Me sitting up and Mistress R leaning back on me with my arm laying on her. after a while she turned over and started to rub my cock through my shorts, then she slid her hand up the leg of my shorts and started stroking my balls. Then she got up to go to the kitchen and when she came back she told me she wanted my shorts off. Well, she didn't need to ask twice and my cock was already starting to swell. I sat back down on the leather sofa and she knelt on the floor and started to suck my cock, which was Heavenly as usual. Then she surprised me by out of the blue giving my cock a few slaps, which made me harder still (I love getting my cock slapped) and then she went back to sucking and licking my cock, in a really hot way too, kinda slutty, which was pretty awesome!
Some more slapping followed and then she sucked my balls, which I don't know that she's ever done before, that completely blew me away, and then she started rubbing my cock with a featherlight touch, finally she leaned forward and I pulled her to me, eager to taste my cock on her breath. Then she sat back and gave me a few more seconds of wonderful teasing and then kissed me again, my cock throbbing against her gorgeous tits through her T-shirt. Then it was over and once again I was left breathing hard as I was denied once more.
This was my reward for losing weight again this week, and that just makes me want to lose even more next week!!!
It's funny, when we were walking this afternoon we were discussing why we thought my weightloss was succesful this time where so many times it has failed. We agreed that it was partly starting at the right time, just at the start of the better weather, partly the discipline of doing my blog every single day, the fact that I've exercised every day bar a couple of days (and sometimes more than once), and of course there was also the fact that Mistress R told me that if I wanted her to continue to control my cock, then I had to do it.
Further to that, I said to Mistress R that there's also another dimension to it, that even though I'm not really her 'slave' as such, I still do have something of that mentality. As such I really do want to be my best for her, I want her to feel like I am worth 'having'.
I am certainly not doing this with the view to being attractive to other women, I couldn't care less about other women. I would love for Mistress R to feel proud that she has an attractive husband, and even prouder that she knew no other women could ever tempt him away from her. I feel that Mistress R has put up with a lot over the last ten years, regarding my weight gain and I would dearly love to compensate for that by being as 'hot' as I can get.
I'm 41, so the chances of me getting back to where I was when Mistress R met me are perhaps a little slim, since I had a completely flat stomach (not to mention 2 feet of hair!), I mean I would love to be totally ripped because I know Mistress R loves that kind of thing (she loves Schwarzenegger, and the 'Rock'...) but that may be a little ambitious. Still, at the very least I want to be another five stones lighter and ideally with the kind of body that means instead of getting up early to go to work in the morning, she can't help herself spending the first part of the day sucking my cock until I'm about to shoot... and then gets up and goes to work! Hahaha.
I know she loves me, but I want her to really 'fancy' me again too. She says she does of course, but if I was a stranger I know I wouldn't have a chance with her, and that fucking sucks!! Hopefully by Christmas I will be a lot closer to my goal and once I've shifted a lot of the weight I can concentrate more on weights and building my arms up and stuff.
Like I said, I'm not Mistress R's slave as such, but there is a part of me that would love to be more of a slave than I am now. This will take time I know, and that's fine. But right now even if she doesn't think so, I feel like I must be dragging down her own self-image with my weight, and that if I was in shape that would reflect on her too, like she would see herself as more attractive because she was with a guy who wasn't out of shape and whatnot.
I think Mistress R is absolutely beautiful and I want to be with her until I die, but like most women she doesn't see how beautiful she is. I want to do anything I can to help her see how gorgeous she really is, because I want her to be happy and also because if she gets to realise how attractive she really is then maybe. eventually. she will start to believe that she deserves a little more of a slave than she has now... and that would be a wonderful thing for both of us I'm sure.
Anyway, a little later I came downstairs and asked Mistress R if I could please worship her feet. She said that I could and I lay on the floor and lovingly kissed her feet and sucked her toes for 10-15 minutes, it was so wonderful, I loved every single second of it. Mistress R really has truly beautiful feet, in fact it's not just my opinion, apparently the pedicurist said the same thing too! They really are gorgeous, perfectly proportioned and just so pretty. I adore them.
So after that, we lay together on our new long sofa. Me sitting up and Mistress R leaning back on me with my arm laying on her. after a while she turned over and started to rub my cock through my shorts, then she slid her hand up the leg of my shorts and started stroking my balls. Then she got up to go to the kitchen and when she came back she told me she wanted my shorts off. Well, she didn't need to ask twice and my cock was already starting to swell. I sat back down on the leather sofa and she knelt on the floor and started to suck my cock, which was Heavenly as usual. Then she surprised me by out of the blue giving my cock a few slaps, which made me harder still (I love getting my cock slapped) and then she went back to sucking and licking my cock, in a really hot way too, kinda slutty, which was pretty awesome!
Some more slapping followed and then she sucked my balls, which I don't know that she's ever done before, that completely blew me away, and then she started rubbing my cock with a featherlight touch, finally she leaned forward and I pulled her to me, eager to taste my cock on her breath. Then she sat back and gave me a few more seconds of wonderful teasing and then kissed me again, my cock throbbing against her gorgeous tits through her T-shirt. Then it was over and once again I was left breathing hard as I was denied once more.
This was my reward for losing weight again this week, and that just makes me want to lose even more next week!!!
It's funny, when we were walking this afternoon we were discussing why we thought my weightloss was succesful this time where so many times it has failed. We agreed that it was partly starting at the right time, just at the start of the better weather, partly the discipline of doing my blog every single day, the fact that I've exercised every day bar a couple of days (and sometimes more than once), and of course there was also the fact that Mistress R told me that if I wanted her to continue to control my cock, then I had to do it.
Further to that, I said to Mistress R that there's also another dimension to it, that even though I'm not really her 'slave' as such, I still do have something of that mentality. As such I really do want to be my best for her, I want her to feel like I am worth 'having'.
I am certainly not doing this with the view to being attractive to other women, I couldn't care less about other women. I would love for Mistress R to feel proud that she has an attractive husband, and even prouder that she knew no other women could ever tempt him away from her. I feel that Mistress R has put up with a lot over the last ten years, regarding my weight gain and I would dearly love to compensate for that by being as 'hot' as I can get.
I'm 41, so the chances of me getting back to where I was when Mistress R met me are perhaps a little slim, since I had a completely flat stomach (not to mention 2 feet of hair!), I mean I would love to be totally ripped because I know Mistress R loves that kind of thing (she loves Schwarzenegger, and the 'Rock'...) but that may be a little ambitious. Still, at the very least I want to be another five stones lighter and ideally with the kind of body that means instead of getting up early to go to work in the morning, she can't help herself spending the first part of the day sucking my cock until I'm about to shoot... and then gets up and goes to work! Hahaha.
I know she loves me, but I want her to really 'fancy' me again too. She says she does of course, but if I was a stranger I know I wouldn't have a chance with her, and that fucking sucks!! Hopefully by Christmas I will be a lot closer to my goal and once I've shifted a lot of the weight I can concentrate more on weights and building my arms up and stuff.
Like I said, I'm not Mistress R's slave as such, but there is a part of me that would love to be more of a slave than I am now. This will take time I know, and that's fine. But right now even if she doesn't think so, I feel like I must be dragging down her own self-image with my weight, and that if I was in shape that would reflect on her too, like she would see herself as more attractive because she was with a guy who wasn't out of shape and whatnot.
I think Mistress R is absolutely beautiful and I want to be with her until I die, but like most women she doesn't see how beautiful she is. I want to do anything I can to help her see how gorgeous she really is, because I want her to be happy and also because if she gets to realise how attractive she really is then maybe. eventually. she will start to believe that she deserves a little more of a slave than she has now... and that would be a wonderful thing for both of us I'm sure.
A great weekend...
Today has been a good day, Mistress and I went into town and then we came back and watched the awesome 'Tool Academy 3'. Just unbelievable trash-TV! Perfect for Sunday afternoon...
Anyway, a little later I came downstairs and asked Mistress R if I could please worship her feet. She said that I could and I lay on the floor and lovingly kissed her feet and sucked her toes for 10-15 minutes, it was so wonderful, I loved every single second of it. Mistress R really has truly beautiful feet, in fact it's not just my opinion, apparently the pedicurist said the same thing too! They really are gorgeous, perfectly proportioned and just so pretty. I adore them.
So after that, we lay together on our new long sofa. Me sitting up and Mistress R leaning back on me with my arm laying on her. after a while she turned over and started to rub my cock through my shorts, then she slid her hand up the leg of my shorts and started stroking my balls. Then she got up to go to the kitchen and when she came back she told me she wanted my shorts off. Well, she didn't need to ask twice and my cock was already starting to swell. I sat back down on the leather sofa and she knelt on the floor and started to suck my cock, which was Heavenly as usual. Then she surprised me by out of the blue giving my cock a few slaps, which made me harder still (I love getting my cock slapped) and then she went back to sucking and licking my cock, in a really hot way too, kinda slutty, which was pretty awesome!
Some more slapping followed and then she sucked my balls, which I don't know that she's ever done before, that completely blew me away, and then she started rubbing my cock with a featherlight touch, finally she leaned forward and I pulled her to me, eager to taste my cock on her breath. Then she sat back and gave me a few more seconds of wonderful teasing and then kissed me again, my cock throbbing against her gorgeous tits through her T-shirt. Then it was over and once again I was left breathing hard as I was denied once more.
This was my reward for losing weight again this week, and that just makes me want to lose even more next week!!!
It's funny, when we were walking this afternoon we were discussing why we thought my weightloss was succesful this time where so many times it has failed. We agreed that it was partly starting at the right time, just at the start of the better weather, partly the discipline of doing my blog every single day, the fact that I've exercised every day bar a couple of days (and sometimes more than once), and of course there was also the fact that Mistress R told me that if I wanted her to continue to control my cock, then I had to do it.
Further to that, I said to Mistress R that there's also another dimension to it, that even though I'm not really her 'slave' as such, I still do have something of that mentality. As such I really do want to be my best for her, I want her to feel like I am worth 'having'.
I am certainly not doing this with the view to being attractive to other women, I couldn't care less about other women. I would love for Mistress R to feel proud that she has an attractive husband, and even prouder that she knew no other women could ever tempt him away from her. I feel that Mistress R has put up with a lot over the last ten years, regarding my weight gain and I would dearly love to compensate for that by being as 'hot' as I can get.
I'm 41, so the chances of me getting back to where I was when Mistress R met me are perhaps a little slim, since I had a completely flat stomach (not to mention 2 feet of hair!), I mean I would love to be totally ripped because I know Mistress R loves that kind of thing (she loves Schwarzenegger, and the 'Rock'...) but that may be a little ambitious. Still, at the very least I want to be another five stones lighter and ideally with the kind of body that means instead of getting up early to go to work in the morning, she can't help herself spending the first part of the day sucking my cock until I'm about to shoot... and then gets up and goes to work! Hahaha.
I know she loves me, but I want her to really 'fancy' me again too. She says she does of course, but if I was a stranger I know I wouldn't have a chance with her, and that fucking sucks!! Hopefully by Christmas I will be a lot closer to my goal and once I've shifted a lot of the weight I can concentrate more on weights and building my arms up and stuff.
Like I said, I'm not Mistress R's slave as such, but there is a part of me that would love to be more of a slave than I am now. This will take time I know, and that's fine. But right now even if she doesn't think so, I feel like I must be dragging down her own self-image with my weight, and that if I was in shape that would reflect on her too, like she would see herself as more attractive because she was with a guy who wasn't out of shape and whatnot.
I think Mistress R is absolutely beautiful and I want to be with her until I die, but like most women she doesn't see how beautiful she is. I want to do anything I can to help her see how gorgeous she really is, because I want her to be happy and also because if she gets to realise how attractive she really is then maybe. eventually. she will start to believe that she deserves a little more of a slave than she has now... and that would be a wonderful thing for both of us I'm sure.
Anyway, a little later I came downstairs and asked Mistress R if I could please worship her feet. She said that I could and I lay on the floor and lovingly kissed her feet and sucked her toes for 10-15 minutes, it was so wonderful, I loved every single second of it. Mistress R really has truly beautiful feet, in fact it's not just my opinion, apparently the pedicurist said the same thing too! They really are gorgeous, perfectly proportioned and just so pretty. I adore them.
So after that, we lay together on our new long sofa. Me sitting up and Mistress R leaning back on me with my arm laying on her. after a while she turned over and started to rub my cock through my shorts, then she slid her hand up the leg of my shorts and started stroking my balls. Then she got up to go to the kitchen and when she came back she told me she wanted my shorts off. Well, she didn't need to ask twice and my cock was already starting to swell. I sat back down on the leather sofa and she knelt on the floor and started to suck my cock, which was Heavenly as usual. Then she surprised me by out of the blue giving my cock a few slaps, which made me harder still (I love getting my cock slapped) and then she went back to sucking and licking my cock, in a really hot way too, kinda slutty, which was pretty awesome!
Some more slapping followed and then she sucked my balls, which I don't know that she's ever done before, that completely blew me away, and then she started rubbing my cock with a featherlight touch, finally she leaned forward and I pulled her to me, eager to taste my cock on her breath. Then she sat back and gave me a few more seconds of wonderful teasing and then kissed me again, my cock throbbing against her gorgeous tits through her T-shirt. Then it was over and once again I was left breathing hard as I was denied once more.
This was my reward for losing weight again this week, and that just makes me want to lose even more next week!!!
It's funny, when we were walking this afternoon we were discussing why we thought my weightloss was succesful this time where so many times it has failed. We agreed that it was partly starting at the right time, just at the start of the better weather, partly the discipline of doing my blog every single day, the fact that I've exercised every day bar a couple of days (and sometimes more than once), and of course there was also the fact that Mistress R told me that if I wanted her to continue to control my cock, then I had to do it.
Further to that, I said to Mistress R that there's also another dimension to it, that even though I'm not really her 'slave' as such, I still do have something of that mentality. As such I really do want to be my best for her, I want her to feel like I am worth 'having'.
I am certainly not doing this with the view to being attractive to other women, I couldn't care less about other women. I would love for Mistress R to feel proud that she has an attractive husband, and even prouder that she knew no other women could ever tempt him away from her. I feel that Mistress R has put up with a lot over the last ten years, regarding my weight gain and I would dearly love to compensate for that by being as 'hot' as I can get.
I'm 41, so the chances of me getting back to where I was when Mistress R met me are perhaps a little slim, since I had a completely flat stomach (not to mention 2 feet of hair!), I mean I would love to be totally ripped because I know Mistress R loves that kind of thing (she loves Schwarzenegger, and the 'Rock'...) but that may be a little ambitious. Still, at the very least I want to be another five stones lighter and ideally with the kind of body that means instead of getting up early to go to work in the morning, she can't help herself spending the first part of the day sucking my cock until I'm about to shoot... and then gets up and goes to work! Hahaha.
I know she loves me, but I want her to really 'fancy' me again too. She says she does of course, but if I was a stranger I know I wouldn't have a chance with her, and that fucking sucks!! Hopefully by Christmas I will be a lot closer to my goal and once I've shifted a lot of the weight I can concentrate more on weights and building my arms up and stuff.
Like I said, I'm not Mistress R's slave as such, but there is a part of me that would love to be more of a slave than I am now. This will take time I know, and that's fine. But right now even if she doesn't think so, I feel like I must be dragging down her own self-image with my weight, and that if I was in shape that would reflect on her too, like she would see herself as more attractive because she was with a guy who wasn't out of shape and whatnot.
I think Mistress R is absolutely beautiful and I want to be with her until I die, but like most women she doesn't see how beautiful she is. I want to do anything I can to help her see how gorgeous she really is, because I want her to be happy and also because if she gets to realise how attractive she really is then maybe. eventually. she will start to believe that she deserves a little more of a slave than she has now... and that would be a wonderful thing for both of us I'm sure.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Still buzzing...
Still thinking about yesterday, I can't believe how quickly I got to the edge... it was an amazing feeling being inside Mistress R and teetering on the edge like that, trying to fuck her so slow so that I wouldn't cum without permission was so hard, but so hot! I just wish it could have lasted longer. I just don't understand it, I'm sure last time I was much further into chastity and managed to hold off much better.
I really thought Mistress R would have told me to cum once I told her I was close, but she didn't and I'm so proud of her for that (she told me afterwards that she thought about it and then decided against it, which is even hotter!). It's one thing for her to be stroking me and then decide 'that's enough', but to have me inside her, ready to blow, teetering on the edge and still tell me to stop, that's quite something I think.
After all that, last night we went to a massive Fireworks display last night, which was fantastic, and then we came home and watched 'Tough Love' on the new 'Really' channel. Mistress R and I love that kind of crap, Rock of Love, Tila's Shot at Love, Charm School... and 'Tough Love' is another winner!
So around midnight we decided to go to bed, and I got into bed and started thinking about earlier and by the time Mistress R came to bed my cock was like an iron bar, much harder than it was earlier (without the flipping cocksling, how typical is that!) and when Mistress R got into bed I cuddled her and felt my cock nuzzling against her gorgeous ass (don't get excited, that's never gonna happen!) and I was seriously, seriously thinking about using my first chance to touch my cock. But Mistress R was obviously really tired and I didn't want to appear either selfish or ungrateful for earlier, so I turned over and let her go to sleep*.
Thankfully I went to sleep pretty quickly too, although not before I very naughtily gave my cock a very hard squeeze to take away some of the ache... I guess I need to chalk another one up on the old transgression counter then.
*For those of you reading this who are yet to persuade their wives/girlfriends to take control of their cock, this is the kind of thing that they should be hearing about, this is what male chastity really does for you, makes you a 'better' man... and makes you think about your partner more than yourself. Even though I was literally throbbing-hard, and really quite desperate for her to stroke me or for her to allow me to stroke myself, I was more conscious of the fact that she was tired and trying to get to sleep.
I really thought Mistress R would have told me to cum once I told her I was close, but she didn't and I'm so proud of her for that (she told me afterwards that she thought about it and then decided against it, which is even hotter!). It's one thing for her to be stroking me and then decide 'that's enough', but to have me inside her, ready to blow, teetering on the edge and still tell me to stop, that's quite something I think.
After all that, last night we went to a massive Fireworks display last night, which was fantastic, and then we came home and watched 'Tough Love' on the new 'Really' channel. Mistress R and I love that kind of crap, Rock of Love, Tila's Shot at Love, Charm School... and 'Tough Love' is another winner!
So around midnight we decided to go to bed, and I got into bed and started thinking about earlier and by the time Mistress R came to bed my cock was like an iron bar, much harder than it was earlier (without the flipping cocksling, how typical is that!) and when Mistress R got into bed I cuddled her and felt my cock nuzzling against her gorgeous ass (don't get excited, that's never gonna happen!) and I was seriously, seriously thinking about using my first chance to touch my cock. But Mistress R was obviously really tired and I didn't want to appear either selfish or ungrateful for earlier, so I turned over and let her go to sleep*.
Thankfully I went to sleep pretty quickly too, although not before I very naughtily gave my cock a very hard squeeze to take away some of the ache... I guess I need to chalk another one up on the old transgression counter then.
*For those of you reading this who are yet to persuade their wives/girlfriends to take control of their cock, this is the kind of thing that they should be hearing about, this is what male chastity really does for you, makes you a 'better' man... and makes you think about your partner more than yourself. Even though I was literally throbbing-hard, and really quite desperate for her to stroke me or for her to allow me to stroke myself, I was more conscious of the fact that she was tired and trying to get to sleep.
Still buzzing...
Still thinking about yesterday, I can't believe how quickly I got to the edge... it was an amazing feeling being inside Mistress R and teetering on the edge like that, trying to fuck her so slow so that I wouldn't cum without permission was so hard, but so hot! I just wish it could have lasted longer. I just don't understand it, I'm sure last time I was much further into chastity and managed to hold off much better.
I really thought Mistress R would have told me to cum once I told her I was close, but she didn't and I'm so proud of her for that (she told me afterwards that she thought about it and then decided against it, which is even hotter!). It's one thing for her to be stroking me and then decide 'that's enough', but to have me inside her, ready to blow, teetering on the edge and still tell me to stop, that's quite something I think.
After all that, last night we went to a massive Fireworks display last night, which was fantastic, and then we came home and watched 'Tough Love' on the new 'Really' channel. Mistress R and I love that kind of crap, Rock of Love, Tila's Shot at Love, Charm School... and 'Tough Love' is another winner!
So around midnight we decided to go to bed, and I got into bed and started thinking about earlier and by the time Mistress R came to bed my cock was like an iron bar, much harder than it was earlier (without the flipping cocksling, how typical is that!) and when Mistress R got into bed I cuddled her and felt my cock nuzzling against her gorgeous ass (don't get excited, that's never gonna happen!) and I was seriously, seriously thinking about using my first chance to touch my cock. But Mistress R was obviously really tired and I didn't want to appear either selfish or ungrateful for earlier, so I turned over and let her go to sleep*.
Thankfully I went to sleep pretty quickly too, although not before I very naughtily gave my cock a very hard squeeze to take away some of the ache... I guess I need to chalk another one up on the old transgression counter then.
*For those of you reading this who are yet to persuade their wives/girlfriends to take control of their cock, this is the kind of thing that they should be hearing about, this is what male chastity really does for you, makes you a 'better' man... and makes you think about your partner more than yourself. Even though I was literally throbbing-hard, and really quite desperate for her to stroke me or for her to allow me to stroke myself, I was more conscious of the fact that she was tired and trying to get to sleep.
I really thought Mistress R would have told me to cum once I told her I was close, but she didn't and I'm so proud of her for that (she told me afterwards that she thought about it and then decided against it, which is even hotter!). It's one thing for her to be stroking me and then decide 'that's enough', but to have me inside her, ready to blow, teetering on the edge and still tell me to stop, that's quite something I think.
After all that, last night we went to a massive Fireworks display last night, which was fantastic, and then we came home and watched 'Tough Love' on the new 'Really' channel. Mistress R and I love that kind of crap, Rock of Love, Tila's Shot at Love, Charm School... and 'Tough Love' is another winner!
So around midnight we decided to go to bed, and I got into bed and started thinking about earlier and by the time Mistress R came to bed my cock was like an iron bar, much harder than it was earlier (without the flipping cocksling, how typical is that!) and when Mistress R got into bed I cuddled her and felt my cock nuzzling against her gorgeous ass (don't get excited, that's never gonna happen!) and I was seriously, seriously thinking about using my first chance to touch my cock. But Mistress R was obviously really tired and I didn't want to appear either selfish or ungrateful for earlier, so I turned over and let her go to sleep*.
Thankfully I went to sleep pretty quickly too, although not before I very naughtily gave my cock a very hard squeeze to take away some of the ache... I guess I need to chalk another one up on the old transgression counter then.
*For those of you reading this who are yet to persuade their wives/girlfriends to take control of their cock, this is the kind of thing that they should be hearing about, this is what male chastity really does for you, makes you a 'better' man... and makes you think about your partner more than yourself. Even though I was literally throbbing-hard, and really quite desperate for her to stroke me or for her to allow me to stroke myself, I was more conscious of the fact that she was tired and trying to get to sleep.
Who's a lucky boy then...
Oh my God. I've just crawled out of bed after an afternoon recess with Mistress R. First of all I worshipped her beautiful, freshly pedicured feet, then kissed my way up her legs and then began to gently worship her pussy. It felt like forever since I had tasted her (it was Monday...) and I wanted it so much. I used my fingers and my tongue to bring her off and at that moment I finally felt all the stress of the last week dissipate, it was so, so good to feel her bucking under me like that.
Once she'd finished she told me to put the Oxballs Cocksling on, which I wasn't expecting, since that usually means she's going to let me inside her. Well, that's exactly what it meant, and not only that she wanted me to go on top! Oddly, the cocksling didn't feel quite right, almost like it was twisted slightly and it felt like it was only letting a certain amount of blood into my cock, it felt like there was a back-up around the base, but it was hard enough even if it wasn't quite as hard as I would have liked.
I slid my cock inside Mistress R and began kissing her feet as I slowly eased my cock deeper inside, each thrust a little deeper than the last, it felt like the cocksling had sorted itself out after all, but now I had a new problem to contend with, I was getting close to cumming! I couldn't believe how soon it came up, because last time we did this with me on top I found it a lot easier to keep away from the edge...
Frustratingly, Mistress R seemed to be getting into it and all I could think was, oh shit, I am gonna cum, so I had to slow right down and tell her that I was getting close... that was hard enough, the temptation to fuck her hard and shoot my load in her was unbelievably hard to resist, but there was no way I was going to do that. I doubt that Mistress R would have been 'upset' as such, but I wanted her to control my orgasms and she doesn't want me to be allowed to ask to cum, so at that point my only option was to tell her that I was getting too close. Actually I really thought that when I told her that, she would just say fuck me, cum in me then, but she didn't!
I waited a few seconds, feeling my cock pulsing inside her hot, wet cunt and then slowly started gently fucking her again, but all too soon I could feel myself right on the edge again, desperately not wanting to have to stop, wanting to saviour every last rare second of being inside her wonderful pussy. And so I rode it, all the time conscious that I could so easily slip over the edge and cum without permission... until finally she pushed me back and told me to stop.
My cock was rock hard then and took an age to go down, gripped tightly as it was by the cocksling. It took quite a while for my breathing to return to normal too, and Mistress R and I laid there for a while before I took the cocksling off. I told Mistress R that I couldn't begin to tell her how amazing that was for me, and I'm sure she can't really understand it, but I know you guys can. It was sooo hot, and sooo amazing....
After we had finished and we were laying there, Mistress R asked me how long it had been since I had cum, I told her it was a week, which I assumed she knew since she had allowed me to cum after the 'wonderful' family party last Saturday night.
She said, "Oh, not that long at all then."
I loved that she said that, and told her so. I think she slightly misunderstood what I meant since she said, "Well, that's what you tell me, isn't it three weeks before it really starts to do anything."
Well, for me it's about a week before it starts to bite and then it settles down and then it's about three weeks before it really starts to kick in. But my point really was that to hear her say that was so nice, like a week was nothing at all for me to wait. Oooh, yes.
Mistress R decided it was time to get up, but graciously allowed me to kiss her pussy one more time, I can literally never get enough of her taste, ever, so I try to get as much as I can whenever I can! And here I am, typing this for you, with the taste of her still in my mouth and my balls still nice and full. And I feel GREAT!
Once she'd finished she told me to put the Oxballs Cocksling on, which I wasn't expecting, since that usually means she's going to let me inside her. Well, that's exactly what it meant, and not only that she wanted me to go on top! Oddly, the cocksling didn't feel quite right, almost like it was twisted slightly and it felt like it was only letting a certain amount of blood into my cock, it felt like there was a back-up around the base, but it was hard enough even if it wasn't quite as hard as I would have liked.
I slid my cock inside Mistress R and began kissing her feet as I slowly eased my cock deeper inside, each thrust a little deeper than the last, it felt like the cocksling had sorted itself out after all, but now I had a new problem to contend with, I was getting close to cumming! I couldn't believe how soon it came up, because last time we did this with me on top I found it a lot easier to keep away from the edge...
Frustratingly, Mistress R seemed to be getting into it and all I could think was, oh shit, I am gonna cum, so I had to slow right down and tell her that I was getting close... that was hard enough, the temptation to fuck her hard and shoot my load in her was unbelievably hard to resist, but there was no way I was going to do that. I doubt that Mistress R would have been 'upset' as such, but I wanted her to control my orgasms and she doesn't want me to be allowed to ask to cum, so at that point my only option was to tell her that I was getting too close. Actually I really thought that when I told her that, she would just say fuck me, cum in me then, but she didn't!
I waited a few seconds, feeling my cock pulsing inside her hot, wet cunt and then slowly started gently fucking her again, but all too soon I could feel myself right on the edge again, desperately not wanting to have to stop, wanting to saviour every last rare second of being inside her wonderful pussy. And so I rode it, all the time conscious that I could so easily slip over the edge and cum without permission... until finally she pushed me back and told me to stop.
My cock was rock hard then and took an age to go down, gripped tightly as it was by the cocksling. It took quite a while for my breathing to return to normal too, and Mistress R and I laid there for a while before I took the cocksling off. I told Mistress R that I couldn't begin to tell her how amazing that was for me, and I'm sure she can't really understand it, but I know you guys can. It was sooo hot, and sooo amazing....
After we had finished and we were laying there, Mistress R asked me how long it had been since I had cum, I told her it was a week, which I assumed she knew since she had allowed me to cum after the 'wonderful' family party last Saturday night.
She said, "Oh, not that long at all then."
I loved that she said that, and told her so. I think she slightly misunderstood what I meant since she said, "Well, that's what you tell me, isn't it three weeks before it really starts to do anything."
Well, for me it's about a week before it starts to bite and then it settles down and then it's about three weeks before it really starts to kick in. But my point really was that to hear her say that was so nice, like a week was nothing at all for me to wait. Oooh, yes.
Mistress R decided it was time to get up, but graciously allowed me to kiss her pussy one more time, I can literally never get enough of her taste, ever, so I try to get as much as I can whenever I can! And here I am, typing this for you, with the taste of her still in my mouth and my balls still nice and full. And I feel GREAT!
Who's a lucky boy then...
Oh my God. I've just crawled out of bed after an afternoon recess with Mistress R. First of all I worshipped her beautiful, freshly pedicured feet, then kissed my way up her legs and then began to gently worship her pussy. It felt like forever since I had tasted her (it was Monday...) and I wanted it so much. I used my fingers and my tongue to bring her off and at that moment I finally felt all the stress of the last week dissipate, it was so, so good to feel her bucking under me like that.
Once she'd finished she told me to put the Oxballs Cocksling on, which I wasn't expecting, since that usually means she's going to let me inside her. Well, that's exactly what it meant, and not only that she wanted me to go on top! Oddly, the cocksling didn't feel quite right, almost like it was twisted slightly and it felt like it was only letting a certain amount of blood into my cock, it felt like there was a back-up around the base, but it was hard enough even if it wasn't quite as hard as I would have liked.
I slid my cock inside Mistress R and began kissing her feet as I slowly eased my cock deeper inside, each thrust a little deeper than the last, it felt like the cocksling had sorted itself out after all, but now I had a new problem to contend with, I was getting close to cumming! I couldn't believe how soon it came up, because last time we did this with me on top I found it a lot easier to keep away from the edge...
Frustratingly, Mistress R seemed to be getting into it and all I could think was, oh shit, I am gonna cum, so I had to slow right down and tell her that I was getting close... that was hard enough, the temptation to fuck her hard and shoot my load in her was unbelievably hard to resist, but there was no way I was going to do that. I doubt that Mistress R would have been 'upset' as such, but I wanted her to control my orgasms and she doesn't want me to be allowed to ask to cum, so at that point my only option was to tell her that I was getting too close. Actually I really thought that when I told her that, she would just say fuck me, cum in me then, but she didn't!
I waited a few seconds, feeling my cock pulsing inside her hot, wet cunt and then slowly started gently fucking her again, but all too soon I could feel myself right on the edge again, desperately not wanting to have to stop, wanting to saviour every last rare second of being inside her wonderful pussy. And so I rode it, all the time conscious that I could so easily slip over the edge and cum without permission... until finally she pushed me back and told me to stop.
My cock was rock hard then and took an age to go down, gripped tightly as it was by the cocksling. It took quite a while for my breathing to return to normal too, and Mistress R and I laid there for a while before I took the cocksling off. I told Mistress R that I couldn't begin to tell her how amazing that was for me, and I'm sure she can't really understand it, but I know you guys can. It was sooo hot, and sooo amazing....
After we had finished and we were laying there, Mistress R asked me how long it had been since I had cum, I told her it was a week, which I assumed she knew since she had allowed me to cum after the 'wonderful' family party last Saturday night.
She said, "Oh, not that long at all then."
I loved that she said that, and told her so. I think she slightly misunderstood what I meant since she said, "Well, that's what you tell me, isn't it three weeks before it really starts to do anything."
Well, for me it's about a week before it starts to bite and then it settles down and then it's about three weeks before it really starts to kick in. But my point really was that to hear her say that was so nice, like a week was nothing at all for me to wait. Oooh, yes.
Mistress R decided it was time to get up, but graciously allowed me to kiss her pussy one more time, I can literally never get enough of her taste, ever, so I try to get as much as I can whenever I can! And here I am, typing this for you, with the taste of her still in my mouth and my balls still nice and full. And I feel GREAT!
Once she'd finished she told me to put the Oxballs Cocksling on, which I wasn't expecting, since that usually means she's going to let me inside her. Well, that's exactly what it meant, and not only that she wanted me to go on top! Oddly, the cocksling didn't feel quite right, almost like it was twisted slightly and it felt like it was only letting a certain amount of blood into my cock, it felt like there was a back-up around the base, but it was hard enough even if it wasn't quite as hard as I would have liked.
I slid my cock inside Mistress R and began kissing her feet as I slowly eased my cock deeper inside, each thrust a little deeper than the last, it felt like the cocksling had sorted itself out after all, but now I had a new problem to contend with, I was getting close to cumming! I couldn't believe how soon it came up, because last time we did this with me on top I found it a lot easier to keep away from the edge...
Frustratingly, Mistress R seemed to be getting into it and all I could think was, oh shit, I am gonna cum, so I had to slow right down and tell her that I was getting close... that was hard enough, the temptation to fuck her hard and shoot my load in her was unbelievably hard to resist, but there was no way I was going to do that. I doubt that Mistress R would have been 'upset' as such, but I wanted her to control my orgasms and she doesn't want me to be allowed to ask to cum, so at that point my only option was to tell her that I was getting too close. Actually I really thought that when I told her that, she would just say fuck me, cum in me then, but she didn't!
I waited a few seconds, feeling my cock pulsing inside her hot, wet cunt and then slowly started gently fucking her again, but all too soon I could feel myself right on the edge again, desperately not wanting to have to stop, wanting to saviour every last rare second of being inside her wonderful pussy. And so I rode it, all the time conscious that I could so easily slip over the edge and cum without permission... until finally she pushed me back and told me to stop.
My cock was rock hard then and took an age to go down, gripped tightly as it was by the cocksling. It took quite a while for my breathing to return to normal too, and Mistress R and I laid there for a while before I took the cocksling off. I told Mistress R that I couldn't begin to tell her how amazing that was for me, and I'm sure she can't really understand it, but I know you guys can. It was sooo hot, and sooo amazing....
After we had finished and we were laying there, Mistress R asked me how long it had been since I had cum, I told her it was a week, which I assumed she knew since she had allowed me to cum after the 'wonderful' family party last Saturday night.
She said, "Oh, not that long at all then."
I loved that she said that, and told her so. I think she slightly misunderstood what I meant since she said, "Well, that's what you tell me, isn't it three weeks before it really starts to do anything."
Well, for me it's about a week before it starts to bite and then it settles down and then it's about three weeks before it really starts to kick in. But my point really was that to hear her say that was so nice, like a week was nothing at all for me to wait. Oooh, yes.
Mistress R decided it was time to get up, but graciously allowed me to kiss her pussy one more time, I can literally never get enough of her taste, ever, so I try to get as much as I can whenever I can! And here I am, typing this for you, with the taste of her still in my mouth and my balls still nice and full. And I feel GREAT!
Friday, August 5, 2011
Back on top...
No, not in the bedroom! Who knows when, or even if that will ever happen again (just ask our dear friend 'k'!) ... no, this is much more important.
Last night Mistress R and I had a nice night out at a local pub, just the two of us, it seems like weeks since we did that. Anyway, the important thing was that during the course of the evening I reassured Mistress R that I still wanted her to have control and whatever she wanted was fine by me, even if that meant that I would have to get used to only being inside her occasionally, when SHE decides that she wants it.
She asked me several times if I was sure about what I was saying, and that she still wanted me to be able to tell her if I wasn't happy. I agreed that I would if it was necessary, but most of all I just wanted things back how they should be, with her having the freedom to choose whatever she wanted to do and to grow at her own pace. I must admit, she looked really happy when I told her this, and that made me feel really happy too.
When we got home Mistress decided to tease me by sucking and stroking my cock wonderfully, she also gently pulled on my balls and gave my cock some really lovely slaps too (unbelievably hot!) while telling me that was just the start of my punishment for touching my cock without permission... I was very hard, and I loved every second of it. I was also briefly allowed to worship Mistress R's feet later, which I absolutely loved doing.
I still massively regret what happened but at least we seem to have gotten over this hump, now I'm looking forward to giving Mistress some proper attention as soon as possible. I am so desperate to taste her and make her cum now... I want that more than anything.
Speaking of which, it seems I'm not the only one with an oral obsession, given that 82% of the first forty voters in my poll have chosen the 'Lick It' option over the 'Fuck It' option... I didn't really expect that, but I can certainly understand it!
Last night Mistress R and I had a nice night out at a local pub, just the two of us, it seems like weeks since we did that. Anyway, the important thing was that during the course of the evening I reassured Mistress R that I still wanted her to have control and whatever she wanted was fine by me, even if that meant that I would have to get used to only being inside her occasionally, when SHE decides that she wants it.
She asked me several times if I was sure about what I was saying, and that she still wanted me to be able to tell her if I wasn't happy. I agreed that I would if it was necessary, but most of all I just wanted things back how they should be, with her having the freedom to choose whatever she wanted to do and to grow at her own pace. I must admit, she looked really happy when I told her this, and that made me feel really happy too.
When we got home Mistress decided to tease me by sucking and stroking my cock wonderfully, she also gently pulled on my balls and gave my cock some really lovely slaps too (unbelievably hot!) while telling me that was just the start of my punishment for touching my cock without permission... I was very hard, and I loved every second of it. I was also briefly allowed to worship Mistress R's feet later, which I absolutely loved doing.
I still massively regret what happened but at least we seem to have gotten over this hump, now I'm looking forward to giving Mistress some proper attention as soon as possible. I am so desperate to taste her and make her cum now... I want that more than anything.
Speaking of which, it seems I'm not the only one with an oral obsession, given that 82% of the first forty voters in my poll have chosen the 'Lick It' option over the 'Fuck It' option... I didn't really expect that, but I can certainly understand it!
Back on top...
No, not in the bedroom! Who knows when, or even if that will ever happen again (just ask our dear friend 'k'!) ... no, this is much more important.
Last night Mistress R and I had a nice night out at a local pub, just the two of us, it seems like weeks since we did that. Anyway, the important thing was that during the course of the evening I reassured Mistress R that I still wanted her to have control and whatever she wanted was fine by me, even if that meant that I would have to get used to only being inside her occasionally, when SHE decides that she wants it.
She asked me several times if I was sure about what I was saying, and that she still wanted me to be able to tell her if I wasn't happy. I agreed that I would if it was necessary, but most of all I just wanted things back how they should be, with her having the freedom to choose whatever she wanted to do and to grow at her own pace. I must admit, she looked really happy when I told her this, and that made me feel really happy too.
When we got home Mistress decided to tease me by sucking and stroking my cock wonderfully, she also gently pulled on my balls and gave my cock some really lovely slaps too (unbelievably hot!) while telling me that was just the start of my punishment for touching my cock without permission... I was very hard, and I loved every second of it. I was also briefly allowed to worship Mistress R's feet later, which I absolutely loved doing.
I still massively regret what happened but at least we seem to have gotten over this hump, now I'm looking forward to giving Mistress some proper attention as soon as possible. I am so desperate to taste her and make her cum now... I want that more than anything.
Speaking of which, it seems I'm not the only one with an oral obsession, given that 82% of the first forty voters in my poll have chosen the 'Lick It' option over the 'Fuck It' option... I didn't really expect that, but I can certainly understand it!
Last night Mistress R and I had a nice night out at a local pub, just the two of us, it seems like weeks since we did that. Anyway, the important thing was that during the course of the evening I reassured Mistress R that I still wanted her to have control and whatever she wanted was fine by me, even if that meant that I would have to get used to only being inside her occasionally, when SHE decides that she wants it.
She asked me several times if I was sure about what I was saying, and that she still wanted me to be able to tell her if I wasn't happy. I agreed that I would if it was necessary, but most of all I just wanted things back how they should be, with her having the freedom to choose whatever she wanted to do and to grow at her own pace. I must admit, she looked really happy when I told her this, and that made me feel really happy too.
When we got home Mistress decided to tease me by sucking and stroking my cock wonderfully, she also gently pulled on my balls and gave my cock some really lovely slaps too (unbelievably hot!) while telling me that was just the start of my punishment for touching my cock without permission... I was very hard, and I loved every second of it. I was also briefly allowed to worship Mistress R's feet later, which I absolutely loved doing.
I still massively regret what happened but at least we seem to have gotten over this hump, now I'm looking forward to giving Mistress some proper attention as soon as possible. I am so desperate to taste her and make her cum now... I want that more than anything.
Speaking of which, it seems I'm not the only one with an oral obsession, given that 82% of the first forty voters in my poll have chosen the 'Lick It' option over the 'Fuck It' option... I didn't really expect that, but I can certainly understand it!
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
A little bit of back and forth...
Me and Good Hubby have been having a little bit of back and forth on his blog over the last twenty four hours, the culmination of which was him reminding me that not being allowed to masturbate isn't that big a problem since because he is the dominant partner in the relationship (it's very confusing...) he can simply order his wife to stimulate his cock for him. The sting in the tail is that she controls his orgasm... (as I said, it's pretty fucked up).
So anyway, the reason for all this was that one day GH was talking about long term orgasm denial and the next he was talking about a weekend of extreme domination for his wife NW, and it seemed to me that him not cumming was kind of handicapping his ability to give NW the weekend of utter submission she craved. Indeed, NW has given GH the right to cum as much as he wants that weekend, but he still insists he's not intending to do so...
Of course my situation is somewhat different, well, entirely different, lets be honest. And inevitably there's times when I do wonder exactly what I have got myself into. Take last night for example, after going down on Mistress R and being left rock hard by her foot teasing antics, and then being teased a little more, we got up to watch TV for an hour before heading off to bed.
As I struggled to get to sleep I found myself thinking about earlier and expanding on it to the point where my cock was achingly hard and begging for attention. I was considering asking Mistress R for permission to touch my cock (early days I know, but it ached!) when I realised that she had actually managed to fall asleep (I wish I had a pound for every time that's happened in the last four months). Frustrated, I decided to get up as I plainly wasn't about to fall asleep, even though the window was open and I was getting the occasional waft of cool air. My cock and the heat were conspiring against me.
Of course I should have known this would lead me into a dangerous situation, and sure enough it wasn't more than fifteen minutes before I cracked and started to stroke my throbbing cock. I guess the memory of the paddle had faded enough to allow me to let my guard down, and so a good half hour (and numerous edges) later I returned to bed, a little less frustrated and tired enough to finally go to sleep.
Of course I regret it now, but the deed is done and I'll have to take the punishment when Mistress R decides to dish it out. But it's times like these when you do start to question the wisdom of handing all control to your partner. I mean, what was I thinking when I agreed that I wasn't allowed to touch my cock, or even to ask to be allowed to penetrate her? Not allowed to even 'ask'? Nope I just have to wait and hope that sooner or later she'll want me inside her... What kind of fool would agree to such a demand?
On the other hand, everything that I have said before about this stands, I'd rather be denied penetration than be 'indulged'. That is the worst of all options as far as I'm concerned. And as I've said before, reducing the amount of penetration allowed certainly makes it a spectacular sensation when it happens, and being allowed to cum inside Mistress R's beautiful pussy is now an 'event' rather than an everyday occurrence.
Over the last four months I estimate that I've been inside Mistress R seven or eight times. A couple of those times were full on fucking and resulted in memorable orgasms for me, and the rest have largely been fairly brief teasing. Only once in the last four months have I been on top, the one controlling the speed and force of my thrusts (fairly gentle actually since I had been denied for a while at that point, and I was wearing the cocksling which meant my cock was like an iron bar... still Mistress R certainly seemed to enjoy it!) and that one came to an end when Mistress R placed her hands on my chest, pushing me away until I slipped out of her, my aching cock still throbbing hard in the iron grip of the cocksling, desperate to unload, but not permitted to do so. I so loved that moment... and still do. And that is why, although I gave in to the desire to touch and edge myself, even though I know I will be punished for it, I still did not cross the line and give myself the one thing that only Mistress R is empowered to permit.
So yes, there are undoubtedly times when I doubt my choices, but ultimately I know I have made the right one. If this was an easy path then I know it wouldn't be half as rewarding when I reach that long awaited moment, the one when Mistress R finally tells me that I can release those weeks of pent up frustration and luxuriate in the intense pleasure of my long denied orgasm...
You can tell from my captions and writing that I fantasize about Mistress R being still more heartless, selfish about taking what she wants from me, denying me and keeping me frustrated by teasing me mercilessly until I ache for her, and I do believe that she has that potential within her. I have to constantly remind myself that it has only been four months since we really started doing this properly, and that it's not easy for her to reconcile that 'character' with the loving wife that she is.
When I read about Good Hubby putting his hands around NW's throat, I wince inside, knowing that I would find that incredibly difficult, even though it's plain that NW wants and needs to be treated that way (it makes her cum FFS!), I guess sooner or later you get used to the idea and then as confidence grows you start to give the other person what they really wants, in the way that you simply can't while you are still finding your feet.
Reading the Naked Husband's blog (here), it's clear that over the last year or so his wife has gradually come to accept that his cock is now her property, to be used for whatever pleases her. He is no longer in a position to 'fuck' her for his own pleasure, especially since he is locked in a chastity device.
I would love to know what the future holds for Mistress R and I, maybe a few years hence... or maybe it's better not to know. Maybe if I knew what was going to happen I would be panicking now... no perhaps it's better to experience the future slowly and gradually...
So anyway, the reason for all this was that one day GH was talking about long term orgasm denial and the next he was talking about a weekend of extreme domination for his wife NW, and it seemed to me that him not cumming was kind of handicapping his ability to give NW the weekend of utter submission she craved. Indeed, NW has given GH the right to cum as much as he wants that weekend, but he still insists he's not intending to do so...
Of course my situation is somewhat different, well, entirely different, lets be honest. And inevitably there's times when I do wonder exactly what I have got myself into. Take last night for example, after going down on Mistress R and being left rock hard by her foot teasing antics, and then being teased a little more, we got up to watch TV for an hour before heading off to bed.
As I struggled to get to sleep I found myself thinking about earlier and expanding on it to the point where my cock was achingly hard and begging for attention. I was considering asking Mistress R for permission to touch my cock (early days I know, but it ached!) when I realised that she had actually managed to fall asleep (I wish I had a pound for every time that's happened in the last four months). Frustrated, I decided to get up as I plainly wasn't about to fall asleep, even though the window was open and I was getting the occasional waft of cool air. My cock and the heat were conspiring against me.
Of course I should have known this would lead me into a dangerous situation, and sure enough it wasn't more than fifteen minutes before I cracked and started to stroke my throbbing cock. I guess the memory of the paddle had faded enough to allow me to let my guard down, and so a good half hour (and numerous edges) later I returned to bed, a little less frustrated and tired enough to finally go to sleep.
Of course I regret it now, but the deed is done and I'll have to take the punishment when Mistress R decides to dish it out. But it's times like these when you do start to question the wisdom of handing all control to your partner. I mean, what was I thinking when I agreed that I wasn't allowed to touch my cock, or even to ask to be allowed to penetrate her? Not allowed to even 'ask'? Nope I just have to wait and hope that sooner or later she'll want me inside her... What kind of fool would agree to such a demand?
On the other hand, everything that I have said before about this stands, I'd rather be denied penetration than be 'indulged'. That is the worst of all options as far as I'm concerned. And as I've said before, reducing the amount of penetration allowed certainly makes it a spectacular sensation when it happens, and being allowed to cum inside Mistress R's beautiful pussy is now an 'event' rather than an everyday occurrence.
Over the last four months I estimate that I've been inside Mistress R seven or eight times. A couple of those times were full on fucking and resulted in memorable orgasms for me, and the rest have largely been fairly brief teasing. Only once in the last four months have I been on top, the one controlling the speed and force of my thrusts (fairly gentle actually since I had been denied for a while at that point, and I was wearing the cocksling which meant my cock was like an iron bar... still Mistress R certainly seemed to enjoy it!) and that one came to an end when Mistress R placed her hands on my chest, pushing me away until I slipped out of her, my aching cock still throbbing hard in the iron grip of the cocksling, desperate to unload, but not permitted to do so. I so loved that moment... and still do. And that is why, although I gave in to the desire to touch and edge myself, even though I know I will be punished for it, I still did not cross the line and give myself the one thing that only Mistress R is empowered to permit.
So yes, there are undoubtedly times when I doubt my choices, but ultimately I know I have made the right one. If this was an easy path then I know it wouldn't be half as rewarding when I reach that long awaited moment, the one when Mistress R finally tells me that I can release those weeks of pent up frustration and luxuriate in the intense pleasure of my long denied orgasm...
You can tell from my captions and writing that I fantasize about Mistress R being still more heartless, selfish about taking what she wants from me, denying me and keeping me frustrated by teasing me mercilessly until I ache for her, and I do believe that she has that potential within her. I have to constantly remind myself that it has only been four months since we really started doing this properly, and that it's not easy for her to reconcile that 'character' with the loving wife that she is.
When I read about Good Hubby putting his hands around NW's throat, I wince inside, knowing that I would find that incredibly difficult, even though it's plain that NW wants and needs to be treated that way (it makes her cum FFS!), I guess sooner or later you get used to the idea and then as confidence grows you start to give the other person what they really wants, in the way that you simply can't while you are still finding your feet.
Reading the Naked Husband's blog (here), it's clear that over the last year or so his wife has gradually come to accept that his cock is now her property, to be used for whatever pleases her. He is no longer in a position to 'fuck' her for his own pleasure, especially since he is locked in a chastity device.
I would love to know what the future holds for Mistress R and I, maybe a few years hence... or maybe it's better not to know. Maybe if I knew what was going to happen I would be panicking now... no perhaps it's better to experience the future slowly and gradually...
A little bit of back and forth...
Me and Good Hubby have been having a little bit of back and forth on his blog over the last twenty four hours, the culmination of which was him reminding me that not being allowed to masturbate isn't that big a problem since because he is the dominant partner in the relationship (it's very confusing...) he can simply order his wife to stimulate his cock for him. The sting in the tail is that she controls his orgasm... (as I said, it's pretty fucked up).
So anyway, the reason for all this was that one day GH was talking about long term orgasm denial and the next he was talking about a weekend of extreme domination for his wife NW, and it seemed to me that him not cumming was kind of handicapping his ability to give NW the weekend of utter submission she craved. Indeed, NW has given GH the right to cum as much as he wants that weekend, but he still insists he's not intending to do so...
Of course my situation is somewhat different, well, entirely different, lets be honest. And inevitably there's times when I do wonder exactly what I have got myself into. Take last night for example, after going down on Mistress R and being left rock hard by her foot teasing antics, and then being teased a little more, we got up to watch TV for an hour before heading off to bed.
As I struggled to get to sleep I found myself thinking about earlier and expanding on it to the point where my cock was achingly hard and begging for attention. I was considering asking Mistress R for permission to touch my cock (early days I know, but it ached!) when I realised that she had actually managed to fall asleep (I wish I had a pound for every time that's happened in the last four months). Frustrated, I decided to get up as I plainly wasn't about to fall asleep, even though the window was open and I was getting the occasional waft of cool air. My cock and the heat were conspiring against me.
Of course I should have known this would lead me into a dangerous situation, and sure enough it wasn't more than fifteen minutes before I cracked and started to stroke my throbbing cock. I guess the memory of the paddle had faded enough to allow me to let my guard down, and so a good half hour (and numerous edges) later I returned to bed, a little less frustrated and tired enough to finally go to sleep.
Of course I regret it now, but the deed is done and I'll have to take the punishment when Mistress R decides to dish it out. But it's times like these when you do start to question the wisdom of handing all control to your partner. I mean, what was I thinking when I agreed that I wasn't allowed to touch my cock, or even to ask to be allowed to penetrate her? Not allowed to even 'ask'? Nope I just have to wait and hope that sooner or later she'll want me inside her... What kind of fool would agree to such a demand?
On the other hand, everything that I have said before about this stands, I'd rather be denied penetration than be 'indulged'. That is the worst of all options as far as I'm concerned. And as I've said before, reducing the amount of penetration allowed certainly makes it a spectacular sensation when it happens, and being allowed to cum inside Mistress R's beautiful pussy is now an 'event' rather than an everyday occurrence.
Over the last four months I estimate that I've been inside Mistress R seven or eight times. A couple of those times were full on fucking and resulted in memorable orgasms for me, and the rest have largely been fairly brief teasing. Only once in the last four months have I been on top, the one controlling the speed and force of my thrusts (fairly gentle actually since I had been denied for a while at that point, and I was wearing the cocksling which meant my cock was like an iron bar... still Mistress R certainly seemed to enjoy it!) and that one came to an end when Mistress R placed her hands on my chest, pushing me away until I slipped out of her, my aching cock still throbbing hard in the iron grip of the cocksling, desperate to unload, but not permitted to do so. I so loved that moment... and still do. And that is why, although I gave in to the desire to touch and edge myself, even though I know I will be punished for it, I still did not cross the line and give myself the one thing that only Mistress R is empowered to permit.
So yes, there are undoubtedly times when I doubt my choices, but ultimately I know I have made the right one. If this was an easy path then I know it wouldn't be half as rewarding when I reach that long awaited moment, the one when Mistress R finally tells me that I can release those weeks of pent up frustration and luxuriate in the intense pleasure of my long denied orgasm...
You can tell from my captions and writing that I fantasize about Mistress R being still more heartless, selfish about taking what she wants from me, denying me and keeping me frustrated by teasing me mercilessly until I ache for her, and I do believe that she has that potential within her. I have to constantly remind myself that it has only been four months since we really started doing this properly, and that it's not easy for her to reconcile that 'character' with the loving wife that she is.
When I read about Good Hubby putting his hands around NW's throat, I wince inside, knowing that I would find that incredibly difficult, even though it's plain that NW wants and needs to be treated that way (it makes her cum FFS!), I guess sooner or later you get used to the idea and then as confidence grows you start to give the other person what they really wants, in the way that you simply can't while you are still finding your feet.
Reading the Naked Husband's blog (here), it's clear that over the last year or so his wife has gradually come to accept that his cock is now her property, to be used for whatever pleases her. He is no longer in a position to 'fuck' her for his own pleasure, especially since he is locked in a chastity device.
I would love to know what the future holds for Mistress R and I, maybe a few years hence... or maybe it's better not to know. Maybe if I knew what was going to happen I would be panicking now... no perhaps it's better to experience the future slowly and gradually...
So anyway, the reason for all this was that one day GH was talking about long term orgasm denial and the next he was talking about a weekend of extreme domination for his wife NW, and it seemed to me that him not cumming was kind of handicapping his ability to give NW the weekend of utter submission she craved. Indeed, NW has given GH the right to cum as much as he wants that weekend, but he still insists he's not intending to do so...
Of course my situation is somewhat different, well, entirely different, lets be honest. And inevitably there's times when I do wonder exactly what I have got myself into. Take last night for example, after going down on Mistress R and being left rock hard by her foot teasing antics, and then being teased a little more, we got up to watch TV for an hour before heading off to bed.
As I struggled to get to sleep I found myself thinking about earlier and expanding on it to the point where my cock was achingly hard and begging for attention. I was considering asking Mistress R for permission to touch my cock (early days I know, but it ached!) when I realised that she had actually managed to fall asleep (I wish I had a pound for every time that's happened in the last four months). Frustrated, I decided to get up as I plainly wasn't about to fall asleep, even though the window was open and I was getting the occasional waft of cool air. My cock and the heat were conspiring against me.
Of course I should have known this would lead me into a dangerous situation, and sure enough it wasn't more than fifteen minutes before I cracked and started to stroke my throbbing cock. I guess the memory of the paddle had faded enough to allow me to let my guard down, and so a good half hour (and numerous edges) later I returned to bed, a little less frustrated and tired enough to finally go to sleep.
Of course I regret it now, but the deed is done and I'll have to take the punishment when Mistress R decides to dish it out. But it's times like these when you do start to question the wisdom of handing all control to your partner. I mean, what was I thinking when I agreed that I wasn't allowed to touch my cock, or even to ask to be allowed to penetrate her? Not allowed to even 'ask'? Nope I just have to wait and hope that sooner or later she'll want me inside her... What kind of fool would agree to such a demand?
On the other hand, everything that I have said before about this stands, I'd rather be denied penetration than be 'indulged'. That is the worst of all options as far as I'm concerned. And as I've said before, reducing the amount of penetration allowed certainly makes it a spectacular sensation when it happens, and being allowed to cum inside Mistress R's beautiful pussy is now an 'event' rather than an everyday occurrence.
Over the last four months I estimate that I've been inside Mistress R seven or eight times. A couple of those times were full on fucking and resulted in memorable orgasms for me, and the rest have largely been fairly brief teasing. Only once in the last four months have I been on top, the one controlling the speed and force of my thrusts (fairly gentle actually since I had been denied for a while at that point, and I was wearing the cocksling which meant my cock was like an iron bar... still Mistress R certainly seemed to enjoy it!) and that one came to an end when Mistress R placed her hands on my chest, pushing me away until I slipped out of her, my aching cock still throbbing hard in the iron grip of the cocksling, desperate to unload, but not permitted to do so. I so loved that moment... and still do. And that is why, although I gave in to the desire to touch and edge myself, even though I know I will be punished for it, I still did not cross the line and give myself the one thing that only Mistress R is empowered to permit.
So yes, there are undoubtedly times when I doubt my choices, but ultimately I know I have made the right one. If this was an easy path then I know it wouldn't be half as rewarding when I reach that long awaited moment, the one when Mistress R finally tells me that I can release those weeks of pent up frustration and luxuriate in the intense pleasure of my long denied orgasm...
You can tell from my captions and writing that I fantasize about Mistress R being still more heartless, selfish about taking what she wants from me, denying me and keeping me frustrated by teasing me mercilessly until I ache for her, and I do believe that she has that potential within her. I have to constantly remind myself that it has only been four months since we really started doing this properly, and that it's not easy for her to reconcile that 'character' with the loving wife that she is.
When I read about Good Hubby putting his hands around NW's throat, I wince inside, knowing that I would find that incredibly difficult, even though it's plain that NW wants and needs to be treated that way (it makes her cum FFS!), I guess sooner or later you get used to the idea and then as confidence grows you start to give the other person what they really wants, in the way that you simply can't while you are still finding your feet.
Reading the Naked Husband's blog (here), it's clear that over the last year or so his wife has gradually come to accept that his cock is now her property, to be used for whatever pleases her. He is no longer in a position to 'fuck' her for his own pleasure, especially since he is locked in a chastity device.
I would love to know what the future holds for Mistress R and I, maybe a few years hence... or maybe it's better not to know. Maybe if I knew what was going to happen I would be panicking now... no perhaps it's better to experience the future slowly and gradually...
Well, we just missed it...
Unfortunately for one reason or another we didn't get to enjoy the pleasure of Mistress R's orgasm yesterday, but we have had the same in the last hour or so. But that does mean that July finished on a score of ten for Mistress R, which still equals her previous best, and my score (being an extremely generous two) means that Mistress R still had five for every one of mine...
But anyway, let's not get too hung up on that, because statistics are merely a diversion from the really important stuff...
So tonight, as I slowly kissed my way from Mistress's beautiful feet up her legs as she lay on the bed, she started to reach for my balls with her toes. By the time I arrived at her gorgeous pussy she was using both feet to maul my balls and my cock felt as hard as iron. It was Heaven! But I wasn't allowed to enjoy it for too long as Mistress R was more than ready for me to eat her pussy, and I willingly and gratefully did so, bringing her to a lovely hard climax as every slave should as often as required!
Afterwards we lay down and Mistress stroked my cock for a while, bringing it back to hardness while she stared past my cock into the distance, almost paying it no attention really, and then turning to kiss me and stroking a little harder. After a while of this she'd had about enough and told me that I would get ten more strokes and that was it. Well, I enjoyed each of those strokes as if they were the last. After all, it's only been a couple of days since my last orgasm and it could be a long time until the next one!
But anyway, let's not get too hung up on that, because statistics are merely a diversion from the really important stuff...
So tonight, as I slowly kissed my way from Mistress's beautiful feet up her legs as she lay on the bed, she started to reach for my balls with her toes. By the time I arrived at her gorgeous pussy she was using both feet to maul my balls and my cock felt as hard as iron. It was Heaven! But I wasn't allowed to enjoy it for too long as Mistress R was more than ready for me to eat her pussy, and I willingly and gratefully did so, bringing her to a lovely hard climax as every slave should as often as required!
Afterwards we lay down and Mistress stroked my cock for a while, bringing it back to hardness while she stared past my cock into the distance, almost paying it no attention really, and then turning to kiss me and stroking a little harder. After a while of this she'd had about enough and told me that I would get ten more strokes and that was it. Well, I enjoyed each of those strokes as if they were the last. After all, it's only been a couple of days since my last orgasm and it could be a long time until the next one!
Well, we just missed it...
Unfortunately for one reason or another we didn't get to enjoy the pleasure of Mistress R's orgasm yesterday, but we have had the same in the last hour or so. But that does mean that July finished on a score of ten for Mistress R, which still equals her previous best, and my score (being an extremely generous two) means that Mistress R still had five for every one of mine...
But anyway, let's not get too hung up on that, because statistics are merely a diversion from the really important stuff...
So tonight, as I slowly kissed my way from Mistress's beautiful feet up her legs as she lay on the bed, she started to reach for my balls with her toes. By the time I arrived at her gorgeous pussy she was using both feet to maul my balls and my cock felt as hard as iron. It was Heaven! But I wasn't allowed to enjoy it for too long as Mistress R was more than ready for me to eat her pussy, and I willingly and gratefully did so, bringing her to a lovely hard climax as every slave should as often as required!
Afterwards we lay down and Mistress stroked my cock for a while, bringing it back to hardness while she stared past my cock into the distance, almost paying it no attention really, and then turning to kiss me and stroking a little harder. After a while of this she'd had about enough and told me that I would get ten more strokes and that was it. Well, I enjoyed each of those strokes as if they were the last. After all, it's only been a couple of days since my last orgasm and it could be a long time until the next one!
But anyway, let's not get too hung up on that, because statistics are merely a diversion from the really important stuff...
So tonight, as I slowly kissed my way from Mistress's beautiful feet up her legs as she lay on the bed, she started to reach for my balls with her toes. By the time I arrived at her gorgeous pussy she was using both feet to maul my balls and my cock felt as hard as iron. It was Heaven! But I wasn't allowed to enjoy it for too long as Mistress R was more than ready for me to eat her pussy, and I willingly and gratefully did so, bringing her to a lovely hard climax as every slave should as often as required!
Afterwards we lay down and Mistress stroked my cock for a while, bringing it back to hardness while she stared past my cock into the distance, almost paying it no attention really, and then turning to kiss me and stroking a little harder. After a while of this she'd had about enough and told me that I would get ten more strokes and that was it. Well, I enjoyed each of those strokes as if they were the last. After all, it's only been a couple of days since my last orgasm and it could be a long time until the next one!
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