I was sent shopping

In previous posts I have talked about Pinky.  Pinky is a wonderful cock sleeve that is pink (of course) and is basically nothing more complicated than just a really, really, really, really thick condom.  Literally it slides over my erect penis and stays in place because of the suction created.  It is thick enough that it essentially prevents me from feeling any direct stimulation to my penis.  There is zero feeling of friction/direct stimulation to my penis when I am wearing it and pleasuring Mistress with my cock.  This is especially so when my cock is also been sprayed with a desensitizer spray prior to entering pinky.

Pinky has become one of favorite sex toys.  It does a couple of things for us.  One, it allows Mistress to get the joy of being fucked hard and long on those occasions when she desires it, without having to stop because I may be nearing orgasm.  There are times when Mistress wants to be ravaged and taken sexually with continued and deep penetration, and pinky allows for me to be the man that provides that for her, while still maintaining one of the basic ingredients of our marriage and the other thing it does for us .... orgasm denial.  That being said, there is still the undeniable joy that comes from witnessing my beautiful Mistress Wife writhing in pleasure of continuous and deliberate sexual penetration, followed by the rapture of her orgasm.  I have discussed in the past that I can sometimes ejaculate via ruined orgasm by merely witnessing her in sexual pleasure.  The use of pinky (even with desensitizing spray) doesn't necessarily guarantee the preventing of an ejaculation/orgasm, but it sure helps.

Another item purchased was a strap on harness that has a hollow dildo attached to it.  This was just something that caught my eye while I was shopping and my thought was it would be fun to try.  When I got it home and read the instructions, I realized that this device was made for men that erectile dysfunction but still wanted to pleasure their woman with penetrative sex.  As such, the opening is small (too small) because it is intended to accommodate a flaccid cock.  Not being able to get an erection is not a problem in my house so I expected that pinky will primarily be used to satisfy Mistress's penetrative needs, but now Mistress has the option of a good hard fucking even after I have had an orgasm, rare as that is. 

The last thing I bought was this strap on harness.  One of Mistress K's new favorite shows is "Weeds".  In an episode, there was a scene where an obvious dominant woman lured a horny man to her bedroom for some fucking.  he thought he would be fucking her but instead, her intention was to put on her strap on and fuck him.  She had a harness that Mistress LOVED.  So much so that she had me find the episode and scene in question, determine what that harness was, and get her one.  By all accounts, it was the Spare Parts Joque Harness (pictured) above.  When I texted Mistress after the purchased, to let her know I had it, I got an immediate reply about how excited she was that I found it.  EXCITED, hardly describes how I feel about this purchase.  To me, there is nothing more intimate, or a better demonstration of her Dominance and my loving submission, than to accept her penetration.  I can't wait.

When I walked into the Adult "Superstore", a nice middle-aged woman asked if there was anything she could help me with.  I told her no, I'd like to look around first and then if I needed her help, I'd ask.  When she saw me looking for the New Pinky in the penis extension section, she mentioned that there were others in a different part of the store if were interested in looking at those, and then used the occasion to ask if I had used a penis extension before.  I told her yes, but at that moment I felt I needed to defend my manhood and explain that it wasn't because my wife was dissatisfied with the size of my penis, but it was used as method with which to deny my orgasms while still allowing her to get the penetrative pleasure she wanted.   She said, calm as could be, "Oh, you're in a wife led marriage then?"  To which I replied .... "Yes".  It was comfortable and pleasant, but also matter-of-fact and business like.  Although there was zero, fantasy fueled sexual tension at that moment between the saleswoman and me, there definitely was a great deal of comfort in just being, existing and having been revealed as a submissive husband, in "public".  It was nice.