Bits & Pieces / A Few Random and Wonderful Occurrences

 

Meet me for dinner:

This is what a cock looks like when it tries to get hard in a cage.  More on that in a second.  

On Tuesday night, Mistress was out running errands and as dinner approached, she decided we'd be eating at a local Italian joint that we like by the house.  She just pulled, got a table for two and called me to tell summon me to the table.  She didn't ask.  She didn't wonder if it was what I wanted to do for dinner.  She just ordered me to be there.  (I love that!).  She had decided what I was going to be eating, ordered it and it was waiting for me when I arrived.  

She said she wanted to catch up and review our WLM components of our wonderful love affair.  Not knowing what she had on her mind, I settled in and listened.  She proceeded to tell me how pleased and joyful she was with her life, her marriage, and our lifestyle and that she has noticed my efforts to make her life as blissful as possible.  She went on to tell me that has found a great amount of comfort in not feeling guilty or feeling bad about not worrying about what pleasures I might have on my mind while being able to fully indulge in what makes her happy.  She wanted me to know that she loves her blissful life and now better understands that my bliss and joy come from being her slave and by in service to her ... no matter how important or mundane it might be.  

I immediately got hard (well tried, like in the picture.  It's even the same cage I have).  My attempt at an erection in the cage had nothing to do with any sexual thoughts of her or any sexual act she would have me perform.  No.  It was solely from the pride I felt in being able to accomplish, at least for now, what we set out to achieve when we started the Domme/subslave part of our marriage nearly 12 years ago.  It was a "love boner".  I get love boners from merely wallowing the feelings of my love for her.  To hear her tell me how pleased she is in her life, and with me, gave me a love boner.  

Mistress, can you help me with this:

I have a cut on the back of my arm that requires a bandage.  Nothing big and it's healing nicely, but still needs a bandage.  It's in a place that I can't get to myself, so Mistress has been my nurse on this one.  The bandage needed to be replaced.  She had been out with a girlfriend at happy hour, had been home for about 30 minutes, and was in a playful mood.  Wine was involved.  

She came up behind to help but instead, started to molest me with her hands and started grinding on my bottom like she was fucking me.  She pulled my shorts to the floor and continued mock fucking me for a few minutes.  then, off comes my shirt and I am only wearing my cage.  She spins me around and takes a firm grasp of her cock and balls that are, of course, securely caged.  She reminds me how happy it makes her to "own this cock" and that it is always under lock and key.  

She pulls herself close to me, starts deep kissing me, and goes to my ass with her hands.  Lightly running her fingers up and down the crack of my ass then spreading my cheeks apart to fully expose my bottom.  She said something about how this is how she would present me to others and about how she knows that my sex cravings have switched focus from my now permanently locked cock, to having my 'mangina' filled with cock.  Which is true.  I beg her for her cock.

She kept filling my ears with naughty talk and calling me her slut.  In no time, there I was, naked, exposed, and trying desperately to entice her to give me her cock, or for that matter, the cock of anyone else that she invited into the room.  I was deep in subspace being teased, subjugated, and used in this way for her enjoyment.  A few minutes later her phone rang, and she abruptly stopped.  "All done here" is all she said as she made her way over to the phone, knowing it was one of our kids calling.

Come See Me:

I get up early in the morning, like 5ish.  Mistress likes to sleep until 9ish.  When she is awake, I am usually in my office at the house working.  She will call me when she wants her coffee delivered.  This morning, Mistress called me at 5:30am, which she never does.  "Come see me" was the groggy voice I heard on the other end.  "Yes Mistress, right away. Is everything OK?"  Click ... rather than answer she hung up.  

Not knowing what she needed and worried something was wrong, I hustled in there.  She moved the covers off her body to reveal her beautiful ass and simply said  "Spank me! Not too hard but not too soft either.  Figure it out."  I proceeded to spank her beautiful lily-white bottom for about 6 or 7 minutes straight.  Not too hard, but definitely not soft and it turned her ass into a beautiful shade of deep red.  "That's enough." she said, pulled the covers back over her body, and sent me off to fetch her coffee.  

Where did that come from?  Every so often Mistress likes to play the sub role, but this was immediately upon waking and her need for it was a little intense.  I can't wait until she wakes up so I can ask her what prompted that.

These were just a few random occurrences that were just so fucking awesome.  Thanksgiving is over, and we don't have house guests.  After hearing about the deep state of bliss that Mistress feels in her life currently, I'm hoping for similar never-ending random occurrences

Soaking Ruined

Soaking Ruined Orgasm

Soaking, which is something I learned about soaking from my friend Emma's of Evolving Your Man fame.  You can find her blog post here.  It's also something I've blogged about before here. Soaking is intensely wonderful and beautiful.  Just a week ago, it was the morning of my departure for a planned golf getaway trip with my buddies.  The night before, Mistress K. informed me that we would be having "just about to leave sex" in the morning before my buddy came by to pick me up.  I was required to be cageless when I woke in the morning, which meant I was required to remove the cage immediately before falling asleep.  No sooner. Thems the rules!  A few hours later I asked for permission to enter her bed (not required to ask, I just sometimes do), uncaged and unfamiliar with the feeling of being uncaged.

When she awoke in the morning, I delivered her steaming hot cup of coffee bedside, as I am required to do every morning. Standing there naked (another requirement when there are no guests in the house) and fully erect, she took the coffee, played with my hard cock and balls, and abruptly told me to leave her with her coffee and to wait to be summoned.  

An excruciatingly long 45 minutes later I was summoned.  "You're treat before you leave will be soaking.  But first, you're going to watch me masturbate.  Get the vibrator."  I handed it to her, was instructed to lie beside her (so she could smell me) while she masturbated to 5, count them, 5 incredible orgasms, the last one sending her into a 10-minute, post-orgasm "coma".  Then she rolled onto her back and spread her legs.  "Soak" was the only word that came out of her mouth.  Then she asked if I wanted to soak with her doggy-style or missionary.  I will always choose missionary because I LOVE the intimacy of looking into her eyes and being able to smell her neck.

The soaking rules (ours anyway) require a few things.  No thrusting whatsoever (not even a little) and if my erection is lost, the soaking is over.  Soaking takes me to deep subspace so losing my erection has never been the reason soaking has ended.  Not thrusting?  Well, that's a challenge for reasons I think would be obvious.  I moved while inside her, and she promptly reminded me with her paddle that she has at her side when she allows me to soak, for this very reason.  With time running out before I was to be picked up for my trip. she said ... "I will allow you to ruin on my tummy using my pussy."  This is my favorite way to experience a ruined orgasm, but also the trickiest way to execute because there is a very narrow window at the edge of orgasm that will allow time to pull out and then ejaculate but not orgasm, because once it's out, it's not allowed back in. Of course, if I wait too long, I risk cumming inside her, which is a far worse fate because of the severe spanking punishment that would immediately follow.

I was moderately successful at my task of giving myself a ruined orgasm using her pussy, and I ended with a kind of ruined orgasm by pulling out a tiny bit early.  She said "I'm sorry that wasn't as good as it could've been before your trip, my love.  Now clean up this mess and you'd better get ready."

What an awesome send-off for my trip.  Fuck, do I love my Wife.

 

She Said It Would Be Permanent, but ....

 

Recently, when we (well, Mistress) decided that I was to be permanently caged 24/7 (story here), Mistress said that until she was ready to completely go without access to my (her) cock, there would be times when she'd have me go without it.  Because she knew she'd want to play with it, edge it, tease it, and deny it without it being caged.  This is one of those times.

The above picture is a very accurate depiction of how it is in our house ... usually.  

Her sources of happiness and fulfillment evolve from time to time and she didn't want to have to feel constrained when she wants what she wants from me.  

She wants to know that any pleasure she desires is available to her.  ANY pleasure she desires!

She knows what is good for us, and she lives her life accordingly.  While 99% of the time that means my cock is caged and my orgasms are nearly non-existent, she does get in moods.  Like the other night, after the wedding we attended, (here) When completely out of the blue she wanted me to experience something very rare ... penetration and non-stop thrusting up to and completely through a full-on orgasm, even though I happily live my life in service to her without any expectation that I will ever be allowed to orgasm.  I'm not allowed to ask.  Be it thought out in advance or spontaneous, it only happens if and because that is what she wants.  It's rare, but it happens.  It is one of the cornerstones of our beautiful life together.

Mistress decided that she wants me uncaged for an undetermined amount of time.  She said "a few days" but we'll see.  I have been uncaged since the events that followed the wedding.  This is one of those times she wants unfettered access to my cock.  She didn't say why, but I had a feeling.

She wants to edge me.  A lot.  

At times she will just randomly summon me to the room she is in, require me to remove all my clothes, and then masturbate myself to the edge of orgasm while begging her to deny me that very orgasm.  When she is amused enough, she shooes me away with her hand and says, "Leave me now."

Other times she insists on doing it herself.  When this happens, I'm always a little on edge because when gets playful, she will sometimes purposefully not stop stroking me while simultaneously warning me that I had better not cum.  Even though she doesn't need a reason or an excuse to paddle me, she likes the incredible opposing forces of having to beg her to deny me while warning me not to nut, while fully intending on making me nut.  Thankfully, that hasn't happened ... yet.

Sometimes the edging is elaborate.

Sometimes it is a random wham-bam-thank you-ma'am moment.  Either way, I am just so grateful to be owned by this woman.  Honored and grateful.

She could have anything (and anyone) she wanted, and she chooses me. (I wish she would choose a cute girl too though) Did I mention I was grateful?  

For at least the next day or so, I'll be uncaged and subject to much edging and denial ... then back in the cage - "permanently".  I think Mistress feels like she needs to send me back in the cage horny and wanting to cum ... really bad ...because of the full orgasm she gifted me the other night. 

UPDATE: What Happened After the Wedding

 

The wedding was in the afternoon.  Mistress K. was certain we'd get home early.  Given the fact that Mistress K. had me remove my cage for the ceremony and that I was told to wear my butt plug, and that she informed me that she was going to "take advantage of me when we got home", this is what I was hoping and prepared for.  Alas, it did not go down like that.

The wedding was fun, and the alcohol was flowing.  Mistress had her fair share.  In fact, she had a little too much.  In fact, the first thing she said when we got in the car to go home was "I'm very tired.  There will be no sex tonight.  Maybe tomorrow."  "Yes Mistress." was my response.  Truth be told, I was tired as fuck too.  Plus ... there was always tomorrow.  I knew there would be no taking advantage of me when she had me stop for fast food on the way home.

We got home.  She immediately went into the bathroom and removed her clothes.  I took the dog out to pee.  She was in her robe and was just watching me get her fast food prepared for her to eat in the kitchen.  

She followed me into the closet.  I didn't notice that she lost the robe on the way in.  I turned around and she was naked, smiling and staring at me.  She hungrily started undressing me.  Cuff links off.  Shirt unbuttoned.  Unbuckled my belt.  Pants gone.

She laid herself on her back on the bench in our closet, pulled her spread knees to her chest, and said ... "put your cock in me now, start fucking me, and do not stop until you cum inside of me!"  Which is exactly what I did.  

I can't begin to tell you how long it has been since I just fucked her until I came.  She didn't want anything else from me but my orgasm and my cum. 

When she was done with me, she stood and kissed me, and said, "I just felt like giving that to you just now.  I hope you aren't disappointed.  Now get into bed and go to sleep", then walked out of the closet.  

I love you, Mistress.

I couldn't get my cage off

We are going to a wedding tonight.  Mistress called me over, and ordered me to get in the shower right away to get ready.  You will shave my cock, my balls, and my ass smooth because when we get home, "I am going to take advantage of you!  You will also wear your butt plug, so you are good and ready when we get home."  

Ever since I became a permanently caged husband, my sexual focus of desire has gone from my (her) cock to my ass.  As in when I get horny, I know immediately think about taking her cock in my ass.  I genuinely feel like a horny slut just wanting to be fucked.

When I got in the shower, I was straining so hard against my cage, I couldn't get it off.