Lock the door

Sunday night.  We had a wonderful family weekend, a delightful family Sunday night hanging with the kids, but by 9pm or so, everyone was tired and was heading for bed to rest up for what will be a busy week.

I decided to stay up to watch the end of Sunday Night NFL game, which ended about 9:30.  The local team won by the way.  After shutting down the house, I headed for the closed bedroom door.  I entered to find Mistress K. laying bed, all cozy and warm, watching TV but fighting to stay awake.  I removed my clothes, stood at the side of the bed and asked permission to enter her bed.  (I had promised Mistress I would always do that, even though she said it wasn't necessary.  Even still, Mistress has said that she appreciates me asking. I have been lax on doing that lately ... I need to better at that).  Instead of saying yes, she said "lock the door".  Those three little words always put a smile on my face.  I locked the door and returned to Mistress's bed. She removed the covers to reveal her beautiful naked body.  She instructed me to cover her body with soft kisses and to continue until I was to stop.  Sometimes that can be 10 minutes, sometimes an hour. 

Covering her body with soft kisses is one of my favorite things in the world to do.  Why wouldn't it be?  She was sleepy and wanted to be worshipped and pampered on her way to slumber.  I began my task with a deep, contented breath.  My cock was swelling at a rapid pace (you know, because this is one of my favorite things to do).   There is just something so wonderful about having my naked Mistress laying before me when all she wants is my mouth on her body.  I had been worshipping her for about 15 minutes. At one point I was just so overcome with lust that placed my rock hard cock against her ass and began a slow grind.  "No!", she said, "continue with the kisses".  I stopped trying to get some pleasure and proceeded to concentrate on the pleasure she was receiving. I am not always certain that Mistress will allow my lips, mouth or tongue to touch or get near her sex parts.  I never know until I try.  So I tried.  I ran my tongue up the crack of her gorgeous ass to see how she would respond.  She responded with a soft whimper and a slight pushback against my face.  So, I went a little deeper.  More of the same.  So I went a little deeper until my tongue rested on her tiny rear hole.  It was apparent that she wanted me to continue, so continue I did. 

I need to tell you that being allowed to worship Mistress K's ass in this way is something that, in and of itself, can cause me to want to orgasm.  This was no exception.  I plunge into a deep state of desire for her when I am allowed to place my mouth there and soon I was shuddering with excitement.  I took a small break and worked my way up her back with soft kisses when she said :get back down there!"  OMG ... I thanked her for allowing me to worship her this way and returned to her bottom hole for more worshipping, all the while being keenly aware that I needed to make sure that I didn't ejaculate from all the excitement.  After 15 minutes or so of this bliss, Mistress rolled onto her back, spread her legs and expected me to know what to do next.  She didn't have to wait long for me to continue my worshipping of her at her alter.

I was lost in desire while pleasuring her with my mouth and I could feel her orgasm building.  Every so often, Mistress would have to adjust my head because my eagerness sometimes causes me to push to my mouth too hard against her.  My beloved Mistress K. had the most wonderful orgasm and pushed my head away when she could take no more.  I rose to me knees, rock hard cock in front of me, eager for attention.  I just took in the beautiful sight of my glorious Wife laying before me in her post orgasm glow.  It was wonderful.  After a few minutes, when she regained her composure, she said "go unlock the door and come back here and snuggle me to sleep". 

When I returned to the bed, I moved in behind her and pulled her sexually satisfied body in close.  I thanked her for allowing me to worship her with my mouth, and for allowing me to witness her orgasm.  She just said, in a very sleepy voice, "you're welcome pet". 

I clumsily asked if I could be allowed a ruined orgasm and her response was "not tonight pet.  We're going to go to sleep now".  "Yes Mistress", was my reply and we both nodded off to sleep with her orgasm still fresh on my face and my rock hard, eager yet denied penis firmly pressed against the most beautiful ass in the world. 

This is a perfect example of how my sex life now is better than it has ever been in my entire life, and there was no chance I was going to be able to have an orgasm, ruined or otherwise.  I am just so in love and in awe of this Goddess, and am always just so grateful that she continues to have me in her life.

Blue Balls

 

It may sound crazy, but I have the epitome of aching blue balls and I love how it feels!  The dull ache that rests inside my pants is a constant reminder of the object of my emotional, spiritual and lustful desires.

 

On Friday I posted about how Mistress K. instructed me to masturbate to the edge every hour, on the hour, for the entire day.  Right up until bedtime.  I had no idea what, if anything would come of it in the sex play department but I found out as soon as we got into bed.  NOTHING!  Mistress wanted nothing more than for me to cuddle and nuzzle her while she fell quietly to sleep i our marital bed.  I asked if I could have relief then and she quietly said no.  "This is not the time .... now go to sleep "

 

Saturday was a day filled with busy family and parenting stuff, all day and night.  Apart from me walking over to her at various times during the day, to nuzzle in her neck and to tell her that I loved her, there was no physical interaction romantically or sexually.

 

Sunday?  Sunday?  Sunday was quite a bit different.  Mistress awoke about 7:45 in the morning.  When I heard her rise, I scurried to retrieve her coffee as I do every morning.  I handed it her and she was still very bleary eyed and sleepy.  Her long straight red hair was a disheveled tangled mess that half covered her face.  She was wearing her short little nightie that although isn't designed to be sexy but rather comfortable, I think it is sexy as hell.  I held her tight, kisses her face and neck and took in the body aroma that is uniquely her and declared my daily devotion to her.  She then hurried off to the restroom.

 

When she returned, she had shaken off the sleepiness and walked over to me sitting in the chair at the computer and began to kiss my neck.  She reached down and started to rub me through my shorts and gave me my instructions for the day.  She said "beginning at 8 this morning, you are to edge yourself every half hour for the entire day".  She grabbed my face, looked me in the eye and asked me if I understood my instructions.  I said "Yes maam".  "Good boy" and with that she kissed me softly then went to the kitchen to make breakfast for the kids.  She got 5 feet away then returned and said "oh, and you'll be wearing frilly panties all day".  She kissed me again and then left. 

 

EVERY HALF HOUR!!!!!  We went to bed at 10:30 that night.  Some quick math will tell that during the day on Sunday, I brought myself to the edge 29 times.  Yes .... 29 times.  She didn't come right out and say it, but she eluded to the fact that at the end of the day that I would be separated from the fluid that was gathering in my balls.  When we finally got into bed (she had to wake me up from the couch), she turned to me and started kissing me softly and saying what a good boy I was.  She started rubbing my soft cock and in no time i was all revved up in anticipation of, well, I didn't;t actually know, but i was certain it would be something.  Would she just drain me to ease the ache?  Would she stroke me until I couldn't hold it any longer and feign being disappointed that I came without permission?  I was pretty certain that she wasn't going to allow me to enter her because she knew that with all of that edging, I'd go off before I was able to get the whole head in. 

 

She stroked me to the edge 3 or 4 more times to the point i was begging her to allow me to ejaculate.  I wasn't asking to orgasm, I was begging to be drained.  She kissed me softly, held my face and quietly said no.  Now is not the time, and then rolled over and instructed me to cuddle her.  For the next 10 minutes I begged, whimpered, begged some more in desperate hope that she would acquiesce

and allow me to drain my balls.  She would have none of it and finally had to sternly tell me that if she had to say no one more time, I would be punished right then! 

 

Which brings us to today.  This morning, i was noticeably pouty about the fact that I was so frustrated about being denied the previous night.  She made a very subtle warning that this sort of behavior was not going to be tolerated ... at all!  I got the message real quick and apologized for being pouty.  A short time later, after bringing her a fresh cup of coffee and while she was facing the mirror putting on her makeup, I knelt behind her, slowly lifted her nightie and placed tender soft kisses on her gorgeous bottom and thanked her for her strength and for allowing me to be owned by her.  She informed that today I was to edge myself every 90 minutes throughout the day and then she handed me the panties that she wanted me to wear for the day.  I took the panties, said "Yes Mistress" and then thank her before leaving her to finish what she was doing.

 

Being in this state of unbelievably constant state of desire has allowed me to remember that it is not at all about my desire, or whether or not i think i should be allowed to cum, ruined or otherwise.  it is all about her and if having do this makes her happy, then it most certainly makes me happy. 

Another Second Monday of the month

Which means today is milking day.  In preparation (although she never actually said it), I am required to masturbate for 30 seconds, no more and no less, every hour of the day today.  It doesn't matter what I am doing or where I am at, this must be completed every hour.  Tonight, will be entertaining some clients and won't be home until around 10pm.  I only hope that by the time I get home that Mistress hasn't already fallen asleep and still wishes to drain me of my seminal fluids.  Mine you, it a milking, not an orgasm or even a ruined orgasm (unless Mistress chooses at the times to give me one or more of those), but rather the mere function of emptying my balls of it built up fluid. 

I recently saw this captioned picture and thought it was so,um, useful. 

I sent it to Mistress and then later asked her if I could ask her a "want" question.  When she approved me asking a question, I asked if she would consider allowing us to get a milking post and that if she thought the description of the act in the photo was desirable to her, perhaps she would consider it for my monthly milkings.  I even touted the fact that all she had to do was sit back and watch, or supervise as it were.  She said she would consider it.

Very simple instructions

Mistress came over to me, naked and having just completed the finishing touches to her make-up before starting her day.  She handed me her empty cup of coffee and said "freshie please".  I refreshed her coffee, handing it back to her and asked if I could kiss her naked torso.  "Only if you are kneeling", she said.  That took less than a second.  She allowed to kiss her tummy and the area just above her pussy for about 30 seconds, then she shooed me away so she could finish getting ready for work.

A few moments later, in the bathroom, I walked up behind, moved her gorgeous red hair away from her neck, began kissing her there and thanking her for allowing me the short period of worship time.  With that, she turned around, grabbed my hard cock in my shorts and led me back to her comfy chair in our bedroom.  She ordered me naked and to get some lube in my hand while she went for her cordless hitachi-like vibrator.  When I returned to the room, she was already in the chair, legs spread and her electric lover was humming away.  I was ordered to kneel and stroke my cock without stopping while she had "sex with herself".    I was at least 5 feet away while she laid back in her chair ad brought herself to orgasm, right before my eyes.

I imagine that if you could've seen my face I probably looked like a cartoon character with hearts for eyes, and hearts circling my head. There is NOTHING sexier than the very vision that was before at this very moment.  I literally could've cum by just witnessing this if Mistress had told me to.  She had her hard, hard orgasm, turned off the vibrator, rested for a moment and told me to clean myself and to leave her be while she got dressed for work.  Of course there would be no orgasm for.  Almost goes without saying .... even so, if it is Mistress' intention, Mistress will always let me know that she will be cumming and will not.

My very simple instructions?  Masturbate for me while I cum.  What a great way to start a Friday and a weekend.

So Powerful

I am so much in love with my wife.  Not just the Mistress Wife that I cherish, adore, worship and obey, but also my beautiful wife.

Just 5 minutes ago, after Mistress emerged from the shower, dried off and put on her pretty panties, she called me into the bedroom and when I arrived, I saw her settling into her Queen chair wearing nothing but her panties.  She told me to lock the door and to come over to her.  A simple instruction to cover her body in soft kisses was all that was said.  Quickly to my knees, I began to cover her body with soft kisses.  From head to toe, lingering around her feet in a deliberate worshipping manner.  One leg was on the armrest and the other was as wide as it could be.  It was kinky, hungry sex ... it was tender worshipping of a beautiful Queen by her loyal, dutiful husband.  Just as it should be. 

Mistress was thoroughly enjoying the therapeutic effect my worshipping provided, but that soon turned into lust and desire.  Mistress ordered me to get her wand vibrator and resume my worshipping while she slipped in a couple of orgasms.  Her first orgasm came as I lingered on her inner thigh with my soft kisses and her second, more intense orgasm came as I was curled u and kneeling on the floor, eagerly worshipping her feet.

After her second orgasm she said "I'm done".  She handed me the vibrator to return to the night stand and just laid back in her chair in post-orgasmic joy.  After a short wait, she allowed me to hold her tight during which I thank her profusely for allowing to worship her this morning, and for allowing me witness her having those two orgasms.  What might otherwise been seen as a small intimate moment between Mistress and sub, will in fact be remembered by me as one of the most beautiful and intense connections with my Mistress ever.  I am one lucky boy!

FLR coming into their own

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Deep, loving, heavenly sub space

On Sunday morning, Mistress walked over to me on her way out the door to shuttle kids around to their various activities, and she laid the clasp that normally hangs from the drawer that houses her beautiful panties.  It looks just like this:

This clasp normally hangs from the handle of her panty drawer and is used as a non-verbal indicator of the current state of Mistress K.'s domination.  Sort of an on/off switch.  As long as it hangs there, the level of domination is FULL and COMPLETE.  On occasion in the past (pre FLM days), Mistress enjoyed all of the trappings of being the submissive in role play, so she was familiar.  Mistress agreed with me when I suggested it, that just because she was now clearly in charge and the dominant one in our marriage, it doesn't necessarily mean that she should never allow herself to temporarily dabble in the joys of  sexual submission.  If Mistress were to remove the clasp from the handle of her panty drawer, and hang it on the handle of my panty drawer, it is another non-verbal way for Mistress to let me know that she is in desire of temporarily assuming a submissive role sexually.  The idea behind our doing this has mostly to do with wanting to avoid the need for verbal discussion about what she  wants or expects from me in my temporary dominant role.  The only rules to our now temporarily-switched roles are that I am to figure out one my own how to satisfy her temporary submissive desire, without asking, and that she may very well top-from-the-bottom in order to get what she wants.    That's a little background.

It hangs there 99.9999% of the time.  In the past 18 months or so, Mistress has only hung the clasp on my drawer handle once.  Since it is something that never happened before, I just failed to notice on that particular night.  Later she admonished me for not paying enough attention to her desires to not notice.  A short time after that, she began to tease me about how I missed my chance. 

On this past Sunday morning, I was sitting in a chair watching the Masters (golf) on TV when she laid the clasp on my lap.  I asked her way she was handing it to me and not handing it on the handle of my panty drawer, and did it mean .............. you know .... that she was going to be my sub that evening?  She answered with "because last time you were a dork and didn't even notice ... and yes, THAT is what it means, even though it was laying in my lap and not hanging from my panty drawer handle.

By the time the house was quiet, the kids were in bed and the time grew near for her to become my little sex toy (*smile), Mistress had a change of heart, which of course is always her prerogative.  I couldn't hide my disappointment.  I thought she had decided to cancel the festivities for the evening but instead she announced a change of plans.  She no longer wanted to feel the joys of sexual submission.  Instead she wanted to feel the joys of my mouth worshipping her body with soft licks, tender kisses and gentle bites.  It's her favorite thing.  Frankly, it's up there among my very favorite things too.  In the spirit of what was to be, Mistress did tell me that I had no restrictions to access any part of her body, as long she felt that what I was doing felt good to her.  Usually I must ask permission to put my mouth on her pussy or bottom hole.

Yes I was still a little disappointed.  I had all kinds of things I had planned for "my sub" that evening.  Mostly that entailed two things .... Me watching her masturbate to the edge of orgasm then stopping (edging), you know, for my viewing pleasure, and;     Having her kneel in a classic sub position, knees apart, palms up, while I held onto her beautiful little head and fucked her mouth.  I also thought I'd see how far I could take a spanking with her, without crossing the line.  None of those lovely things were meant to be. 

After a short period of worship time, Mistress wanted to orgasm.  She allowed me to get her close with my tongue and as she often does, told me to fuck her so she could have her orgasm with my cock inside of her.  In preparation for what was originally planned this night, I had her favorite large dildo already condom covered and ready for action and it was resting, out of sight, right next to her favorite Hitachi-type vibrator.  When she ordered her pussy to be filled for orgasm, I pulled her to the edge of the bed, handed her the vibrator, pulled my own cock for her beautiful pussy and slowly began to insert her (larger than me) dildo.  She began the process of having one of those, long, slow deep orgasms.  Being allowed to see her have an orgasm is at the pinnacle of joy for me, and this one was especially satisfying for Mistress, and for me.  OMG ...........

After giving Mistress a moment to recover physically, I took a chance that it would be ok climb back on the bed, get between her legs and slip my rock hard cock into her freshly fucked pussy.  With the tip of my ready-to-explode cock at the entrance of her pussy, I locked my eyes on hers and slowly slid inside of her.  It was magic!  All I wanted to do was look into her eyes and at her beautiful face while I slowly entered and moved inside of her.  She whispered to me ...... "do you want to cum tonight?"  and I replied .... "Yes, more than anything in the world other than one".  When she asked what that one things was, I said "the only thing i want more than being able to cum inside of you at this very tender and beautiful moment, is for you to deny me the permission to do so".  She told then that's how it shall it be and that she hoped that didn't change my mind because the decision has been made.  I wasn't cumming that night.

Over the next 20 or so minutes, I very slowly and methodically moved my in and out and around inside of her, while simply enjoying where I was, what I was allowed to doing and the stunning beauty of this beautiful mistress Goddess before me.  I fell comfortably and deep into a sub space that was nothing short of bliss.  I could've stayed there forever, but eventually, Mistress had to pee. 

As an aside, as we lay together in the glorious afterglow, I mentioned to Mistress that I really, really hoped that she would finally end the agony of me having to receive the punishment I am still due for ejaculating without permission.  She immediately said (again) that it shouldn't at all be something that I should be looking forward to, and then left it at that.  My only response to that was what I felt was true in my heart .... "I understand Mistress and I look forward to enduring and receiving whatever punishment of correction that you deem necessary".  With that she smiled, sighed in delight and drifted off to sleep.  And there I was, orgasm denied, punishment still pending, returning from a trip deep into sub space, holding the most beautiful woman in the world as she drifts off to sleep. 

I'm a lucky man.

Back to the glory of real life

I everyone, I missed you all while I was gone.  I was able to go somewhere that I love and to do something that I love to do (fishing).  The place is so remote that viewing the blog was next to impossible, so please forgive me if I am a little out of sorts while I catch up.

I left on Thursday at around noon.  Thursday morning was intended to allow me enough time to prepare everything I needed for my trip and then a couple of buddies that were going with me would be dropped off, then we would go to our destination.  There was plenty of time for preparation and so when Mistress returned from taking the kids to school, I was prepared and waiting for her.  I was freshly showered, freshly shaved, naked and properly waiting for her to walk in the door.  Before she left to take the kids to school, she asked so she knew how much time there would be before I really needed to begin to prepare for my trip in earnest.  

She returned from school, walked over to me, hugged me, kissed , kissed my neck and cooed with me for a few minutes before going into the bathroom and starting a bath.  I always excited when Mistress starts a bath and we are a lone in the house.  It usually means happiness for each of us.  I know that when Mistress is freshly bathed, she loves to have her body worshipped and for me to place kisses all over her body.  She could lay there for hours while that was happening to her.  Frankly, I could do it for hours because it is an honor and a special treat to be allowed to worship her that.  It is not at all a chore.  In fact, I am erect right now just recalling it enough to type these words here.

AS Mistress always does, she became so aroused after quite some time with me worshipping her naked body and she felt it was time to get busy.  She ordered me over to the chair (the "throne") that she usually watches TV in, sits in when she spanks me, and sits in as I kneel before her to ritualistically pleasure her with my mouth.  It is decidedly her chair.  I was instructed to sit and she walked over in great haste, ordered me to close my legs while she straddled me as she impaled herself on the rock hard object of her affection.  Then, she abruptly climbed off of it and moved up my body to straddle my face, pulling me into her by my hair.  She alternated between my cock and my mouth many times before ordering me back to the bed.  Again, she alternated between using my tongue and my cock for her pleasure until she reached an amazing orgasm.  She took only a few seconds to "recover" she looked at me, pulled her legs apart and ordered me to enter here and make love to her.  She left nothing to the imagination when she ordered to me to fuck her hard and to not stop until after I had emptied my balls into her.  She made/allowed me to orgasm inside while fully thrusting and in way trying to diminish or ruin the pleasurable effects of my orgasm.  When I came, it was as loud as I have ever been when having an orgasm.  The unbelievable joy of being allowed, no being required to be between my Mistress' legs and being inside of her body and being allowed the pleasure of cumming inside her was ..... emotional.  Wonderfully emotional.  Being able to look deep into the eyes of the woman that I love the most while cumming like that, is just such a joyous thing.  I so very cherish the loving gift of an orgasm when Mistress allows me to experience one. 

This next comment is one that happens frequently on the rare occasions when Mistress allows me a full orgasm ......... "that was the best, most powerful, almost spiritual orgasms I have ever had".  I'm sure it (or something like it) will be an apt the next time I am allowed to fully orgasm, whenever that may be.

I love you so much Mistress K.  Thank you for owning me.

I think I'll make you orgasm

Last night, I was laying naked in bed, waiting for Mistress to join me.  In the winter (even though it's sunny warm Phoenix) Mistress wear sock, pajama pants and a t-shirt to bed.  Guh. For obvious reason, I so much prefer when Mistress sleeps naked.   Anyway ... as she was going through her routine of getting all 3 of her pillows adjust in just perfect position, and making sure the blanket was the perfect length to be able to fully cover her as she settles in to her comfy bed (this process can take as much 3 or minutes, even longer if she forgets something 3/4 of the way through, has to get out of bed and return to start the process all over), Mistress asked me ... "when was the last time you had an orgasm?"  I replied, "do you mean a ruined orgasm, or a real one?".  "A real one", she said.

"October 15, 2014 Mistress", was my reply.  The was a bit of pride in my reply..  After all, that was 3 1/2 months since my last full on orgasm and since then, I have had some of the most incredible sex of my entire life, have never been more genuinely in love with my beautiful Wife and have never desired her sexually.  She was rolling into her final resting spot for the evening on and in her mountain of pillows when she said "Hmmm, I think I'll make you have an orgasm".  There was reason given, no time table, no indication that it was going to be that night ..... just the lingering threat of a forced orgasm. 

Interestingly (at least to me), I began to think about the forced orgasm coming my way in much the same way I feel when Mistress has declared that I will be receiving a punishment spanking.  That regret and fear of something that you know will happen.  Something that is an enigma in that the idea of having to endure a harsh, punishment spanking (or something else that Mistress may require) is arousing, but the actual act while it is happening .... isn't.  Why in the world would equate the idea of my beautiful, sexy, gorgeous, loving, nurturing Mistress making me have an orgasm, to the searing sting, pain and shame that comes with a punishment spanking.  Not one of those sexy, foreplay kind of spankings .... I mean one of those "you really fucked boy and your ass is going to pay for it" kind of spankings.

Mine is not to question when, why and how Mistress will declare a punishment spanking is necessary, or anything else for that matter.  If Mistress wants me to have an orgasm, that's what will happen, even if I don't want to have one.  Do you think it's possible for someone outside the lifestyle, someone vanilla, to even be able to understand how it could be possible that I am happier than I ever have been in my marriage, and in my sex life, with the knowledge that my last full orgasm was over 3 1/2 months ago, and only because the was the last time my wife allow me to have one?  I love my life.  I love my wife!

an almost touch-free orgasm

It was this close from happening.

On Wednesday morning this week, after Mistress had taken the kids to school, she came back into the house to fin me working away at the computer, but completely naked as I am required to be when alone in her presence.  She kissed me nonchalantly and disappeared into our bedroom.  I resumed what I was doing on the computer. 

A few minutes later I hear "Please come here pet".  I immediately stopped what I was doing and went into the bedroom to see what Mistress wanted.  I walked in and found her laying on the bed in only her panties.  My already half hard cock (it got half hard just at being able to be naked in her presence, which is a rarity with kids in the house) started to get harder.  She summoned me over to the side of the bed and asked me if I had some time or did I need to leave for the office.  Not surprisingly, I had time!

She told me to get on the bed and to start worshipping her body.  I immediately got on the bed and started giving her those soft little kisses all over her body that she loves.  Kisses were delivered all over her nearly naked body, with emphasis on her new favorite spot to receive them ... behind the knee.  In any event, she rolled over and told me to put some lube on the end of my cock and to get her vibrator for her.  I handed her the vibrator and as instructed, slide my cock inside her.  She wanted to have an orgasm and damn it, she was going to have an orgasm.   Being inside her while she was having her first orgasm was almost too much.  I wasn't thrusting because there was no way I was going to be able to avoid cumming if I did.  Immediately after her orgasm, I pulled out quickly because I knew I would lose it.  She told me she wasn't done and informed me that I was going to e punished for pulling out of her without permission. 

When I told her that watching her have an orgasm, in and of itself was enough to make me cum, she said "Oh, really?  Let's see if that is true"  She had me straddle her tummy.  She told me that was allowed to cum if was able to do so without touching my cock with my hand, or without touching my cock anywhere on her body.  She then proceeded to have an incredible orgasm with the help of her favorite vibrator.  It was such a turn on and although it was a super hot scene and although I felt like I was an inch away from going over the edge and into orgasm land, I wasn't able to.  Instead I was savoring the place I was in ... teetering on the edge. 

Then all of a sudden she pinched the area of my ball-sack near the perineum and that was all it took.  I fell over the edge and felt a full on orgasm about to erupt.  Mistress, being the clever Mistress that she is, immediately recognized that I was about to ejaculate and let go of my ball sack, inducing the most incredible ruined orgasm I have ever had.  It was induced merely by the sigh of my Mistress, laying underneath me, and having an orgasm.  There was zero physical stimulation to my cock, making the absolute most frustrating, wonderful ruined orgasm I have ever had.  Mistress seemed pleased that I was able to get so close to an actual orgasm from just seeing her have the pleasure of an orgasm. 

What an incredible experience.

Ruined again

Mistress finally felt the need to relieve some of the pressure that was building up in my balls.  We, to be more accurate, there wasn't pressure in my balls perse, but with the incredible amount of tease and denial and edging I had been through in the last 10 days or so, a small breeze could've made me cum.

Yesterday morning, while delivering Mistress her morning cup of coffee while she was laying bed, she removed the covers and exposed her nearly naked body and had me give her those all-over body kisses that she likes so.  At first I was fully clothed.  Then she had me stop and remove my shorts.  I asked if she wanted me to remove my t shirt and she said no, but told me to resume my worshipping.  In a few minutes, she had me stop and told me to lay across her lap.  I assume that she was either going to spank me or wanted to play with my bottom.  As I positioned myself, she told me "no, lay on your back across my lap". 

It was an awkward position which had my hips upward and my cock essentially in her face.  Was she going to suck my cock?  My thought was if she intended to edge me that this could be the time that I might very well cum without permission.  Mistress have aw2ay of knowing where the real edge is, even if I don't.  She put lube in her hand and started rubbing my cock.  I was already excited at being able to worship her so I was near the edge almost immediately.  I warned her I was about to cum and she  "shoooshed" and continued to rub my cock.  When it was apparent I was over the edge, but wasn't having an orgasm yet ... she stopped all stimulation and just allowed me to agonizingly empty my balls onto my belly and chest.  She expertly ruined my orgasm.

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I love this woman so much.  I can't wait to continuously be teased & denied, hoping for another ruined orgasm, that won't come.

Mistress wanted something

Mistress K. wanted something from me before I left for the office.   She called me into Her bedroom, had me lock the door (kids were sleeping in the other room) rolled on to her tummy and had me worship Her body with the soft kisses that She enjoys all over Her body.  Straddling Her, i involuntarily started humping her ass through her nightie and the kisses stopped.  She said "stop humping me and concentrate on what you are here for".  Shit, that felt so good to be straddling her ass and grinding on it through the material.  Nonetheless, i stopped with what was pleasing me and resumed doing what was pleasing Her. 

Then She told me to stand by the bed and masturbate for Her.  While standing upright and erect (pun intended) i started to stroke my cock for Her visual amusement.  i asked Her how much She enjoyed watching me stroke my cock and She said it always made Her hot, even before our time in our FLM.  i asked Her if there is any added excitement for Her knowing that Her husband was more than willing to stop whatever he was doing in order to stand (or lay, or kneel) before her and Masturbate.  Her response was to tell me to stop, leave all the lube on my swollen, rock hard, red-tipped cock and go into the bathroom and wash only the hand i was using to stroke myself with. 

When i returned, She remove the covers, turned on to Her back, pulled Her little nightie up, pulled Her panties to the side and had me join Her on the bed.  She said something like "I want you inside me".  I didn't need to be asked twice and moved between Her legs and slowly pushed my desperate, eager cock inside Her.  She moaned in delight and did one of my favorite things She does to me and that is put Her hands on my ass, gently spread my cheeks and pull me into Her.  As you can imagine, it didn't take long before the urge to come caused the dutiful submissive in me to let Mistress know that i was near an orgasm.  She was writhing and moaning and whispered "you will not cum".  Then She ordered me to get her vibrator and return. 

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Once i returned to between Her legs with the vibrator, i turned it on and handed it to Her.  She placed the vibrating end against Her clit, closed Her eyes in delight, rolled Her back and told me to re-enter Her pussy.  She said to slowly slide it in all the way and once it was as deep as it was going to go, to stop and not moved while She made love to the toy.  She had an incredible orgasm right there before, which for those of you that read my blog, should know by now that there is hardly anything else in the world i enjoy than being allowed to witness my beloved Mistress having an orgasm.

When She was done, She ordered me into the shower and then go off to work.  Before unlocking my eyes from Her beautiful eyes, i thanked her.  i thanked her for  1.  allowing me the joy of being allowed to worship Her body ... 2.   Allowing me to edge myself by standing next to the bed and masturbate for Her.....  3. for allowing me the amazing luxury of being allowed to penetrate Her beautiful pussy with my cock up to the edge, and 4.  for allowing me to witness one of my favorite things in this world .... being able to witness Her have an incredible orgasm.

She is a wonderful Mistress and love Her so much.  After my punishment this morning, i thought i would be just going off to work feeling good about being absolved (for now) for my infractions.  Instead, Mistress allowed to experience those magnificent events described above and as an added bonus, told me to wear the balls-separating harness under my clothes for work.

i am a very, very lucky man.

Unexpected time alone for us

On Monday (MLK Day), my Wife and i were lucky enough to have the house all to O/ourselves for a couple of hours.  i was out running errands when that happened and then i received a text that said "come home and have me".  You can imagine how much excitement a guy like me immediately has when receiving a text like that.  Not knowing what was in store for me, i hurried home.

Immediately upon entering the house, and then confirming that there were no little ones about, i became naked because the rule in O/our house is that when W/we are alone, i am required to be naked in Her presence at all times, without being told, unless otherwise instructed.

She informed me that for the short time that W/we would be alone, that i was going to bathe and cleanse Her body.  Yummy!  She then drew a bath in O/our oversized bathtub.  i excused myself to go to the bathroom and when i returned, She was laying in the tub with the rising water just below Her gorgeous breasts,  Her beautiful red hair was slicked back and She couldn't have looked more Goddess-like and i just gazed at Her in awe.

After getting permission to enter Her bath, i stepped in lowered myself to a position between Her widened legs.  W/we chatted for a while the tub finished filling and once it was full, She turned, re-wetted Her hair and handed me a bottle of shampoo.  i was in an awkward position so it was difficult to give Her the kind of scalp massage my Goddess deserves.  She let me know that She expected me to become better at washing her hair. i know what that means! Next She told me to stand and She began to clean my body with a soapy scrubber.  Even though i was clearly very, very, very hard, She continued in a very business-like manner and was merely washed my body.  Other than what was needed to clean my body, there was no attention paid to my swollen cock and ass.  i wanted so bad for Her to edge me right there but alas that didn't happen.  She instructed me to rinse and then She stood, faced the wall, spread Her legs slightly and arched Her back before instructing me to clean Her body.  OMG what a sight that was. After that, i shaved her legs.  I have never done that before.  It was wonderful.  Then, she allowed me to watch Her shave her glorious pussy.  OMG yes!  i can't adequately explain the joy i get by merely looking at Her naked body and with the pending task before me, i was sooooo excited.  i took great care in washing Her gorgeous body.  i thoroughly enjoy exploring and worshipping every inch of Her body.  Often She will require me to worship Her entire naked body and basically massage her with light kisses and soft bites.  She especially likes bites on Her neck, back and shoulders while i am doing this.  Quite literally, i can almost achieve an orgasm while paying this kind of attention to Her gorgeous body.  But ..... i digress ............

After thoroughly cleaning my temple (her body), She opened the stopper and let the water drain until there was only about 2 inches in the tub.  She had me lie on my back and offered me a treat that i so desperately always want.  She straddled my face with Her legs and slowly lowered Her freshly shaved, freshly washed pussy onto my face.  She says this is not her favorite position so it is not something i get to enjoy often, if ever, but i was in heaven. For me, like most submissive husbands i suppose, the mere contact of my mouth on Her pussy and ass is heaven on earth, with the ultimate joy being able to feel and see Her have an orgasm.  She stood and changed Her position facing away from me and then lowered Her warm mouth to my aching hard on.  i almost came right then and there. It took every ounce of energy i had to keep from coming because She expressly forbade me from coming. 

Side note ..... although i have never had an orgasm without her permission (or without being in her presence for that matter) since we officially began our wife-led-marriage odyssey, i am smart enough to know that coming without permission would result in a severe punishment.  The likes of which i know wouldn't be pleasant.  I've asked Her on occasion what exactly the punishment would be if i actually did come without permission and her response was mysterious, ominous and chilling.  It was all those things but it was also very non-specific.  i only was told that it would be something very, very unpleasant should it happen.

Back to the bathtub ......... She changed her possession and with Her mouth on my aching cock, She pressed a finger against my bottom hole.  She stopped suddenly and i could tell She was gathering soap on Her hands and fingers in order to fuck me with.  She returned Her mouth to my cock and Her finger to my rear hole. Sensing i would come if She continued sucking, immediately pulled Her mouth off of me but her finger remained at my rear entance.  She was nearing an orgasm and as the flood of orgasmic pleasure ran through Her, She thrust her finger inside my hole.  It was glorious!  As i tried desperately to rub my cock against Her (or anything) She told me to continue licking Her pussy and i was able to bring Her to another orgasm. 

As i have said before, for me, there is nothing more beautiful and satisfying than to witness my Wife, my Goddess, my Keyholder, my Mistress have an orgasm.  i got to see two!!!!

After a short recovery for Her, She got off of me and told me that She was done with me.  i knew better than to argue or beg but i'm certain that She was able to see the pouty lip as I realized that my sexual fun was over for now.  It didn't matter to her (and it shouldn't) because it is only about Her sexual pleasure and not mine.  Orgasms for me are only something i am able to have when, and if She believes i should have one.  That's how W/we roll and i wouldn't want it any other way.

Oh, coming soon ..... a picture of the aftermath of being punished well.