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.

FLR coming into their own

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A stolen moment

It was Saturday (yesterday).  One of our kids had a friend over and the house was filled with the joy of children at play.  We had a kid's sports related event to go to at 5pm, followed by a gathering of the team at one of the parents house.  At around 3:30, the kids ended up going over to the friend's house before going to the event.  Mistress put them in the car and ran them over.

Then, at 3:50, this text string began ... MK: "Lover, get naked.  I will be home in a few minutes.  I want a glass of ice water waiting",  SHIP:  yes Mistress   MK:  Are you empty?  SHIP:  Not really   MK:  Can you be in the next 5 minutes?   SHIP:  Yes   MK:  Do it.

Mistress arrived.  I was naked and empty.  I just love being told to be naked in order to greet her when she comes home.  She came into the house, put her purse down and started kissing me passionately, rubbing her hands all over my exposed body.  She confirmed that I was "empty" and then pointed to the bedroom and said "in there ... go".  Once inside, she removed her pants and matter-of-factly instructed me to get the thigh harness and whatever I wanted to put into that would end up in my bottom.  

She told me to hurry because we didn't have much time.  While is was in the closet getting the harness and the dildo that would fuck me, Mistress retrieved her wand vibrator.

When I returned, she was sitting in Queen chair, vibrator in hand and instructed me to kneel between her legs and install the harness on her left thigh.  She promptly scooted toward the edge of the chair.  I put a condom on the rubber cock and slid it into place in the harness, and then secured the Velcro harness to her thigh.  She spread her legs wide, turned on the vibrator and placed it on her panty covered clit.  She pointed to the cock sticking up from her leg and said "come on, get over it and lower yourself on to it".  I straddled the rubber cock, smeared lube all over my bottom hole and it, positioned it at it's intended target and lowered myself on it.  Mistress was rapidly approaching the first of two orgasms she would have as I slowly lowered myself onto her cock.  After just a few seconds to allow myself to comfortable accept the intruder, she ordered me to fuck myself on her cock.  I moved my and down while watching her have an incredible orgasm.  The sight before me and the realization that this actually happening to me had brought me to the very edge of orgasm.  It was so hot.  I felt so very objectified and as you know, just witnessing Mistress having an orgasm can almost produce an orgasm for me and with my ass filled, facing her and witnessing an especially fast and strong orgasm, I was right there.

After her orgasm subsided, Mistress ordered me to place some lube in her hand.  I was almost whimpering at the prospect of her slippery hand on my cock while all this was going.  I was certain that her hand would take past the point of no return in seconds.  Seconds later, while she was stroking me, telling me to fuck her cock and warning me not to come .... I begged her to let go because I was a second away from not being able to control it.  She did let go and just then, clear pre-bum oozed from the tip of my cock and onto her thigh.  Her eyes got huge, thinking I had disobeyed her allowed an ejaculation without permission.  I took every ounce of strength I had to prevent that from actually happening, but in the end it was only clear pre-cum. 

My thighs were killing me but I was still bobbing up and down on her thigh, fucking myself when she put the vibrator back on her panty covered pussy.  I asked her if I could turn, facing away from her while fucking myself on her leg and she said yes.  I came off of the rubber cock, turn facing away from, held the cock at my bottom and lowered myself back on it.  In this position, Mistress got a front row view of the cock going in and out of my ass and in seconds was having a second massive orgasm.  After recovering from her orgasm, she told me to stop, get off of her cock and clean everything up and put everything away.   Ughhhh!   I was just getting started but the clock is also an un-yielding Mistress.   I cleaned everything, put everything away and hastily left to the kids sports event.  I was wanting so much more so very badly, but also wallowing in the appreciation of the treat Mistress just gave me.  Later, after the sports event, I returned to the house to pick Mistress up for the after event.  She was naked and had just completed showering and putting on her makeup and was about to get dressed, but before doing so, came right up to me and said ... "you may worship me for a few seconds before we go" while pushing me to my knees.  She had just put a fresh shave on her pussy and it was as smooth and as beautiful as I have ever seen, felt or tasted.  After about 30 seconds, she pulled away and told me to get ready for the party. 

Thank you Mistress!

You will be milked tonight

Last night when we got into bed, we were both just so tired.  Even so, before Mistress's head could hit the pillow, I asked Mistress .. "would you like an orgasm this evening?", as I do almost every night.  She said "thank you pet, but not tonight.  I am just so tired."  I replied, "yes Mistress" and pressed my naked body against hers so we could fall asleep. 

A minute or so later, Mistress said "tomorrow night, after the kids are in bed, you are going to be milked!".  I replied with a simple but eager "Yes Mistress", and pulled her into me tighter and pressed my hardening cock into her.  Moments later she was asleep and then so was I.  Before I feel asleep, I wondered what exactly that meant.  Would she want to merely, as a matter of clinical-like maintenance, drain my balls of the months worth of cum that has built up in there. 

 

After all, I have denied orgasms for a longer period of time than ever before.  Was it going to be her intention to milk me through prostate massage?  Was she going to turn me into her little ass slut and fuck my ass with her strapon until I emptied all my cum?  Not knowing was killing me, but whatever it was to be, I am so excited for it.

This morning 5:52 am, I prepared her coffee in anticipation of my morning ritual of worshipping her tummy to wake her.  This particular morning, at 5:55 am precisely, I removed all my clothes and climbed onto the bed to wake her with my worship.  It has become my most favorite part of every work day.  I just love those few moments every morning where I can wallow in subspace and worship at the altar of the most beautiful woman in the world.  But I digress ............

There was no mention of the milking this morning and for fear of seeming to eager and pestering her, I didn't bring it up.  Mistress was on the way to her office when she called to inform me that in advance of tonight's milking "you will masturbate to the edge 4 separate times in the shower.  Then you will wear your plug today so you will be ready for your milking tonight".  Then there will be further instructions for you to follow this evening after work".  Oh boy ...............

Truth be told, whatever method intends to accomplish the emptying of my balls, I will not be distracted from her intended goal, which is of course.  Given a preference, I am hopeful that Mistress intends to accomplish this without allowing me to have a full orgasm.  It has been almost 3 months since my last full orgasm and I am actually more and more proud of each day that passes without needing or wanting one, while I am still in a constant state of desire for my beautiful Mistress.

Wish me luck!

Wake up

I was in bed, sleeping like a baby.  Mistress was in our workout room when I went to bed.  She was working up quite a sweat this night.  She has been working out for a few weeks and she is looking yummy.

I awoke to hear the shower running, then fell back asleep.  Woke again and the shower was still running .... hmm, seems like she's been in there for a long time ... back to sleep.  Then I woke to the sight of my beloved Mistress, standing next to the bed, naked in the backlight of the TV.  Stunning.

She climbed into bed and aggressively moved to the head of the bed, straddled my head and with her hands she merely pushed me down between her legs.  She was in need of service and I was more than happy to oblige.  For me, there is nothing better than to be roused from sleep for the purpose of giving my Mistress oral pleasure.  She made it clear what her intentions where and had zero interest in whether or not I was awake enough or ready.  It was magnificent. 

As she neared orgasm, she informed me that she didn't want to cum until I was inside and ordered me to go get "pinky".  Pinky is a penis extension sleeve that she loves to have me wear sometimes when I am lucky enough to be able to fuck her.  I donned pinky and began to give my horny Mistress the fucking she so desperately wanted.  With the sleeve on, there is little or no direct stimulation to my penis so there is usually little chance that will prematurely reach the edge of orgasm.  That being said, it has happened in the past.  I mean sometimes, the mere sight of Mistress being fucked like a wanton whore is enough to cause me to want to orgasm.  Not on this night though.  Mistress got the fucking she wanted and deserved and it all ended in a glorious orgasm that left her panting heavily, completely satisfied.  At that, I was denied the ability to orgasm. 

After Mistress recovered, she ordered me off the bed and I was to lay on my back on the floor.  This was something new.  Was Mistress going to require me to sleep on the floor next to her bed?  After a minute or so, she climbed off the bed and got on the floor with me.  It seems Mistress recalls me mentioning the day before that my balls had the delicious dull ache that accompanies being overly horny for a period of time.  I posted about it in a previous post .... I'll you'll be milked tonight.

Anyway, Mistress filled her hand with lube and started stroking my cock.  She smeared lube over my bottom hole and slowly pushed a finger inside me and started to massage my prostate and then began to stroke my penis.  It didn't take long before I had to inform Mistress that I was at the edge.  She told me to let it go.  I confirmed with her that she intended for me to orgasm and she said "well, sort of".  Mistress is very in tuned with her submissive husbands body and knows exactly at which point to stop all stimulation in order to induce a ruined orgasm, which is exactly what Mistress had in mind for me.  She did stop stimulation to my cock but continued to massage my prostate as cum began to just pour out of my poor, needy cock.  Copious amounts of cum began to pool on my tummy antul no more was going to come out.  When she was, she smiled at me and said "there lover, that should help ease the pressure in your balls", and got up to go to the bathroom.  "Wait here" she said.  She was in there for about 2 minutes as I laid still on the floor, with a giant pool of cum on my tummy.  She returned with a towel, threw it to me and told me to clean up.  I gather the cum in the towel, grabbed pinky, which was laying on the floor next to me, and went into the bathroom to clean everything.

When I returned to bed, the sight of my beautiful wife, comfortable laying there under the covers, sexually satisfied with a smile on her face, made my heart soar.  I thought to myself how very grateful I am to have such a beautiful Mistress that cares for me so much.

I think you'll be milked tonight

This morning, we were standing together in the kitchen, about to make breakfast for the kids.  There was a familiar aching in my balls ad I let Mistress know that they ached.  I didn't for any other reason than to let her know the status of her sub's condition.  Without hesitation she said, "Hmm, I think we'll milk you tonight".  I asked if she meant anally or if she intended to ruin an orgasm.  She said "I don't know yet".  We then went about making breakfast.  She then reminded me that I didn't notice that she was awake and as such had to get her own coffee.  I am now due to be punished.  It's been a  while since I have been spanked and now I will spend the entire day with nervous anticipation.

Her words did nothing to help my current condition.  Hopefully her words will come true and will help my future condition.

Effects of the plug

As stated in my previous post, I was told to wear my glass butt plug during the day.  As is turns out, I had a meeting I need to attend to right after work which lasted until 10pm.  That means I wore the plug for 14 hours!  That being said, I could've worn it another 14 with as much pleasure as it had already given me.

When I am required to wear my plug, there are two things that I like about it the most.  One is inserting it.  It used to be that I need to use 1 finger and wriggle it around a bit and then a second finger to prep for the intruder.  I don't believe that the sphincter muscle is something that gets more loose the more one's ass is penetrated.  I may be wrong, but I think that resistance to entry is entirely a mental thing.  Yes, even when my ass is hungry for something in it, it does need to be initially "warmed up", but now I have evolved to the point where I can just put some lube on my bottom hole, a tiny amount on the glass plug itself, press it against my waiting hole and in less than 30 seconds, have it slide nicely into place.  When doing so, I like to linger a bit as the widest part of the plug holds me open.  The other favorite thing about wearing a plug is removing it ... for much the same reason.  Since i had been wearing it all day, I put myself in a position that turns me on.  Like a position I would naturally be in when I am being taken by Mistress wearing her strap on.  Then, i will slowly pull it out, again lingering while the widest part is holding me open.  It is comfortable, arousing and always leaves me wanting more.  I am incredibly horny after the plug is removed because it makes me feel like a wanton anal slut, eager to take Mistress' cock.

Yep, that's what happens ..........

Have a great weekend everyone!

Daily Routine

Like most of you, Mistress K. and I are always having to find ways to express our love and devotion for each other, in our respective roles in our marriage.  It's one of the reasons that our ritual was born that each day before i get dressed, I am required to advise Mistress K. that I am ready to get dressed.  The primary purpose for the that is it gives mistress the opportunity to contemplate what, if anything, she wants me to wear under my clothes that will remind me all day of my submission to her, and also to symbolize our FLM.  I have never asked Mistress if I could wear this or not, or not have to wear this or that, I merely await for her to decide what she feels at that moments is appropriate for me to wear, if anything.  It is a tradition that developed on it's own and for each of us is an integral part of our life as a FLM couple.

On this day, Mistress instructed me to wear my butt plug.  those of you that have read posts here before probably already know that my glass butt plug is my favorite thing to be told to wear for the day.  Mistress K. knows this as well.  That fact alone may be one of the reasons why Mistress K. has me wear less often than the plethora of other items she has me wear.

When I am wearing my plug, the fullness inside me is a gentle, warm, comfortable reminder that my body and my sex belongs to my Mistress.  It also makes me horny.  Anal horny.  Each time I wear it, I privately hope it is because Mistress is preparing my bottom for her strap on for later.  In the past, I had even let Mistress know that it was my hope each time I wore my plug.  Her reply was to let me know that she was disappointed about how I was projecting, or topping from the bottom and because of that, at least for that occasion, and because of that, my hope that it was a precursor to her taking my bottom later was the very thing that wasn't going to happen.  Hence the reason I keep that hope alive, but keep it completely to myself.

This is a good day.  The weather here in Phoenix is right at the perfect temperature for human habitation, the love of my life is my Mistress Wife and she has chosen this day to have me wear a plug. 

Yes Today

Whereas Mistress declined to allow me to edge myself and finger my bottom while in the shower the day before, yesterday she did allow it.  Check that ... she did require.  OMG, when she told I got so excited like a little puppy that knows he is about to get a treat.  "Not only that", she said as she was walking out the door, "you will wear your glass plug today".   I just looked at her with those .... holy crap I love you eyes.

In the shower I did my required edging and did so with a finger firmly inserted into my bottom hole.  It was wonderful.  I wish my arms were longer so as to make that process easier, but this is how god made.  Still, having a finger inside me while edging is glorious.

After showering and before getting, I went through one of my favorite routines.  Inserting the plug.  Last night while laying in bed, Mistress asked how my 15 hours of wearing my plug went. I told her that it is my favorite constant physical reminder of her ownership of me and of my devotion to her.  Perhaps that is because it presses on my prostate all day, or perhaps it is because it appeals to my ever growing desire to be fucked there.  I replied by telling her that the glass plug was the best sex toy that we have ever bought.  She giggled and said, "well, maybe you think so, but why should I think so?" I joked and said I'd be happy to get it and help with understanding why.  She giggled again and declined the offer.  She wanted to sleep.  

But first, she grabbed my hardening cock.  I had just told her that the part of wearing the plug is the process of inserting it.  She told me to explain.  I told her first, I am naked as I always when receiving instructions from her on what to wear under my clothes on any given day.  Second, it makes me feel like her wanton slut to position myself in such a way to take her anal intruder.  I told that I slowly insert the tip and allow my anus to accept the intruder and then relax just a moment.  Being glass, it doesn't require much lubrication and so in order to help my bottom to relax and accommodate the plug, I will twist it slightly while pressing a little harder.  This relaxes the hole and allows it accept a little more.  Mind you, while doing all this, I am bent over while in a standing position with my right foot on a bench that is about 12 inches high and my head resting on a counter in our closet.  A very submissive position to be in and one that I love.  It presses my desire to be a slut.  Her slut, and I am in this position for the sole purpose of accepting an intruder into rear hole.  Yummy! 

I will continue to ease the plug inside of me as it continues to open me wider and wider.  Once I get to the widest part, I will hold the plug there for a moment or two and just relish in the fullness that it offers.  I have become familiar enough with both my rear hole and the plug that I can always seems to find the spot on the plug that I can naturally hold it in place with my anus at the widest spot, remove my hand from and literally pull it into it final resting place.  My ring securely surrounding the smallish base of the plug, while the widest part rests comfortably inside me.  I love that process.

15 hours later (last night), I asked permission to remove my plug and was told to do just that.  After giving it a thorough cleansing, I put it back in it's designated place in the drawer. 

Until we meet again old friend.  Soon I hope.

She needed it now

We have the greatest neighborhood.  We can spontaneously end up at any of our neighbors house, have dinner together, get our drink on and just have a great time.  Last night was one of those occasions.  We were dancing, listening to music and having a great time.  Mistress K. came over to tell me that I had an "infraction" that I would be punished for at a later time.  I asked her what for and she said "I don't know.  All I know is that Julie (not her real name) just told me that you were being a bad boy".  I'm certain it wasn't in the context of Julie actually knowing our FLM dynamic and that she was just kidding but nonetheless, it seems I have earned a punishment.  Even tough she was only joking, Mistress replied to Julie very loudly for everyone to hear that she was gong to spank me later for that.  This was while the girls were all dancing with each other.  Laughs all around and nothing else came of it.  We'll see if Mistress really does intend on giving me a true punishment.

Mistress and I came home around 11pm and after made quick work of a temporarily, emotionally, needy child, she pulled me into the bedroom, locked the door and proceeded to the closet where she told me to get out of my clothes.  It wasn't 10 minutes earlier that each of us was saying how we regretted having drunk too much earlier in the evening and how we each hoped it wasn't going to be one of those regrettable nights hugging the toilet.  Now, Mistress is getting out of her clothes, telling me to do the same and she had that unmistakable look of "you are going to fuck me hard" in her eyes. 

Honestly, I wasn't in the mood but the mere thought that I was being called upon to fuck my Mistress, hard and dirty like she wanted me too got my cock to begin to grow.  She told me to get pinky, which of course is our cock sleeve.  Wearing it means that I feel virtually nothing on my cock and so therefore I can fuck Mistress as long as she wants usually.  That being said, even though it is like wearing 1000 condoms, eventually the mere fact that I am sexually satisfying my Mistress in this way is eventually enough for me to eventually have to tell Mistress that an ejaculation is near.  That didn't happen for a good 15 minutes of hard "fuck me like a whore" fucking, but alas, the need to informed Mistress I was nearing the edge was upon me.  She forbade me from coming.

She had already had one orgasm and although she was also fighting off the effects of maybe too much alcohol, Mistress needed to orgasm again.   This time she wanted me to put a finger in her ass while she held the vibrator against her clit.  What an incredible scene it was being behind Mistress with her ass in the air, face on the bed, vibrator on her sex, finger in her ass and a pinky covered cock in her pussy.  She was completely lost in the abandonment of being fucked like a wanton slut and I wasn't going to anything but encourage her.  When my finger entered her bottom hole and she let out a guttural moan of delight, I knew she wanted more.   So I leaned to where her head was resting on the bed and while she was being fuck, fingered and vibed, I whispered a suggestion that she would probably prefer to have my cock in her ass than her finger.  No response.  Nothing.  So I continue fucking her hard, pressing her head in the bed as if to hold her down while she was being fucked and she was loving every second of it. 

With that she said "you're right, I do need your cock in my ass" and she lifted her head from the bed, ordering me to remove pinky and to put some lube on my cock.  By the time I remove the sleeve, applied the lube to my cock and returned, she was laying on her side with one leg extended and the other leg had her knee pulled up to her chest.  She was working the vibrator feverishly against her clit and was inviting me to enter her bottom by pulling her cheeks apart slightly.  As much as she tried, she just couldn't find my cock entering her ass comfortable in the position, which was too bad because it was the sexiest that I have witnessed in a long time  The sight of my Mistress inviting my cock into her most intimate orifice was just so amazing.  She told me to lay on my back and when I did, she straddled me with her beautiful ass hovering over my cock.  She wanted to be able to control the penetration and she slowly lowered herself onto my cock while keeping the vibrator right on the sweet spot.  I could feel my cock slowly enter her warm, tight hole and I could the primal lust on her face and in her body as she hovered over.  Once inside, she began to slowly move and while never allowing the head of the vibrator to leave her clit, and while my cock fully buried in her most intimate hole, Mistress began to have the most incredible, powerful, intense orgasm she has had in some time.  It was just so awesome to see.

When she was done and after she recovered, she laid on top of me, holding me tight and with so much love I could feel it in my toes.  She left my cock in her bottom while we laid there for a while and then after a few minutes, she eased herself off the intruder in her bottom, rolled to the side and said, "go clean up.  It's time for sleep".  I did as I was told, cleaned myself, the toys and put everything away and waited for her to return to the bed after doing her thing in the bathroom.  She climbed in to bed naked and looking like a just ravaged Mistress that wanted to get some sleep.  I welcomed her in to bed, kissed her goodnight and laid there for a few minutes with my still rock hard cock, thinking how much I was glad that Mistress denied me any kind of ejaculation this night. 

Balls Harness (stretcher)

One of my frequent commenters mentioned recently that he couldn't visualize what the "balls harness" or "balls stretcher" looked like, and asked that I post a picture.  Here are a couple:

This one is neoprene and is very comfortable, although it does not have a D-ring attached:

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A different one I have is similar to this except it uses Velcro to close (so it is adjustable) and has a D-ring, to which Mistress can attach a leash to lead me around with, or even a clasp that she can attach to the handle of a drawer (or?) to hold me in place.

Here is another version of essentially the same thing, although again, no D-ring:

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Wearing my balls harness is probably my favorite thing to wear under my regular clothes (other than my glass butt plug).  It pulls and holds my ball comfortably away from my body in such a way that I always aware they are there, and therefore constantly reminded that they are the property of my beloved Mistress.

These pictures have absolutely nothing to do with the topic at hand.  They just make me horny  (smile) :

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Have a great weekend everyone.  Submissive brothers and sisters out there, love your Dominants!  Dominants, love your submissives.  We are all so very lucky to have each other in our lives.

Please, will you?

It's been two weeks since our ceremony.  There has been very little anything for us since that wonderful.  Real life has a way doing that and over the last two, that's exactly what happend.  I have been silently longing for Mistress to edge torture me and last night I got my wish.  Mistress had a couple of glasses of wine last night and was feeling a little frisky.  She had been watching TV on her throne in our bedroom when I came and asked her if she wouldn't mind switching places with me.  She could watch TV in the family room, and I could go to bed.  When she said yes, I lowered my pants and showed her that I was still wearing the leather cock-ring with the balls splitter and strap that was held in place by a stout piece of leather that wrapped around my shaft and held in place by snaps.  Anyway, I had worn it all day and presented myself to Mistress and asked permission to remove it before bed.  She said yes and so I slowly removed, almost strip-tease style.  She liked how the whole thing looked and soon she was tucking me into bed. 

Before any of this and before I got into bed, I had asked Mistress this question "if I were to ask you if I could wear my butt plug to bed and sleep with it tonight, what would you say?"  (see what I did there?)  She reminded me that just a few minutes previous that was a wise-ass and such the amswered would be an emphatic NO!

Long story short, even though Mistress was slightly annoyed with my previous wise-ass remark, she  had a couple of super great orgasms with the help of her Hitachi.  I had been beggin her all night to allow me to ejaculate with a ruined orgasm.  She continullay would stroke me while she said that it wouldn't this night all the while warning that if I had an accident that my ass would regret it. 

Mistress is having her monthly blossom moment.  During this time she doesn't want me to get anywhere near her pussy.  It's also the time during which I may (or may not) get fucked by Mistress' strap on.  So ........ I asked her to fuck me.   It's been 3 months since I have taken her strap on and I was feeling so desperately horny and vulnerable.  She said no, that she just wasn't feeling it.  She also said that sometimes (like that moment) that she just gets oo much pleasure from seeing me beg, then denying me the thing that I am begging for.  She told me this while stroking and edging me andthen asked me what I thought about that.  I told her honestly that the mere fact that she would get pleasure from specifically denying for no other reason than she wanted to see me beg, was better than any selfich pleasure i would get otherwise. 

I also reminded her that she gets pleasure from hurting me sometimes.  That she always talks about wanting to draw blood, either from her bites or from heavy spanking.  With that, she agreed and immediatley proceeded to tqake my nipples between her teeth and bite.  Hard!  She knows I hate to have my nipples bitten, even softly, but she didn't care, she was in one of those moments where inflicting actual pain on me was pleasing to her.  So she continued to require me to offer my nipples to her so she could bite them.  She even confessed that once, in a fit of intense passin, she even considered biting the tip off but thankfully thought better of it. 

After edging and denying me a couple more times, she was finally ready for sleep.  I was laying on her, looking into her eyes and dry humping her leg when she abruptly said, "i am done with you, get off and go to sleep".  I continue to hump a couple more times but knew that if i pressed my luck it would be a bad thing.  I got off her, completely and utterly sexually frustrated.  Deep, deep, deep in subspace when she whispered ... "tomorrow, you will wash your body, you will clear out the inside of your body and you wear your plug all day".   Here I am this morning, about to begin that very process.  I love days like this.

Last thing, tomorrow, the one person on this planet that knows of our discrete lifestyle, Mistress K.'s best friend, will be coming to stay with us for a couple of nights.  She has been aware of our lifestlye for nearly a year now, but lives in a different city far away and since being made aware of our lifstyle, hasn't seen or been with Mistress.  You may recall that I posted about how Mistress had a friend that was having marital troubles with her husband and Mistress K. thought FLM would be something her friend could use.  On that day she called me a what seemed like a panic to ask me if it would be ok for her to reveal our lifestyle to her friend in an attempt to help save their marriage.  I said "yes, I trust you" and so she told her bestie everything.  I even had a few conversation with her bestie because she wanted the sub husband's perspective on what a FLM was all about.  In any event, that fried is coming to stay with us.  Oddly, Mistress and I have had zero discussions about her coming and the fact that she is the only person on the planet that is aware of the intimate details of my submission, her dominance and our lifestyle.  It is a situation ripe with many things to consider.  I don't have any expectation that there will be any sex play involving Mistress's bestie while she is here, but I do have an expectation that there will be plenty of conversation.  She is a bold, outgoing type of personality and not the kind to linger and wait for someone else to start a conversation.  Our FLM will be the 800 lb. gorilla in the room.  I fully intend to ask Mistress K. how she would prefer I behave.  Other than the obvious answer of "be nice", I will specifically ask her if I am to avoid all references to our FLM and if a conversation begins, I may participate?  Or, can i originate the conversation because the suspence will be killing me?  We shall see.  At the very, very least, I intend on not embarrrasing Mistress while she is with her friend.

The Day I was Collared - final

After our officiant left, Mistress K. and I were alone for the first after the collaring.  I have never been more in love and more in awe of my beautiful wife than I was at that very moment.  She was the epitome of beauty and strength.  She stood there in her incredibly perfect outfit.  Her hair and makeup was impeccable and her scent filled the room.  I was standing, staring at this Goddess, reveling in th eknowledge that she had just, officially accepted ownership me as hers.  For me it was a very beautiful, emotional moment to be in that moment with the knowledge of what had just taken place.  I was owned.  I was a slave to the one person I loved the most in this.  To the one person whose pleaure and happiness was what I lived for ... and there she was, standing before me with the obvious intention of using me for sex.  Mmmmmmmm

She was standing in the doorway of the bedroom in our suite.  Again she was the vision of female perfection.  The vision opf lust, strength, power, vulnerability, beauty, grace and love.  She called me over to her.  I walked to her, bare footed wearing my cock cage, the pretty black lace panties that Mistress insisted i wear for the ceremony and the black silk boxers that covered it all.  Also, of course i was wearing the very symbol of my submission and devotion to this Goddess .... my collar.  When i arrived at the doorway, she moved toward me to accept me into her arms.  She could I was wallowing in the joy of the moment and held my head against her breast and hel me tight for a few moments.  It was beautiful.  She was wearing these incredibly sexy, incredibly tall balck heels that made her taller than I was in my bare feet.  She broke our embrace, held my face while looking down on me and whispered instruction in my ear to remove my clothes.  I did and was standing there, looking up to her eyes, wearing only the symbols of my ownership.  My cock cage and my collar.  I moved toward her and she pushed me to my knees and I knelt before her.  She put her hand on the back of my hand and led my face to the parts of her body that she wanted me to tenderly worship with the gentle kisses that she loves so much.  The depth of devotion and love for this Goddess was undescribable.  I get goose bumps right now even just recalling that moment.  It was the afterglow of the ceremony that I had waited so long to have. 

There was so much tender love making that followed that if i were to describe it all here, it could very well be the longest post in the history of posts.  There were of course some moments that I will vividly remember for the rest of my life.  While kneeling before her, she had me remove her garter that held her stockings while I was worshipping her legs and ass with my kisses.  She told me to remove the incredibly sexy and beautiful panties that she was wearing.  After having ceremoniously and slowly lowered them to the ground and as I was gazing at the alter of joy (her beautiful pussy), she pulled me to my feet by my collar and led me to the bed had me stand there while she entered our marital bed.  She subtley indicate that she wanted me to join her on the bed and when i did she grabbed me by the collar and forced my head between her legs.  I had often told Mistress K. that i thought she would enjoy reciving cunnilingus by sitting on my face.  I was never her favortie position in the past, but we had done it a few times recently and she enjoyed it very much.  On this particular night, she was going to enjoy it a whole lot more!!!  It has become one of my favorite things to give her.

After several orgasms Mistress was wanting a small rest so she laid back on the pillows of our incredibly luxurious resort bed and just rested.  She was looking at me with those beautiful eyes and I could tell she was conjuring up something.  Exactly what, i didnt know.  I was returning from the bathroom with a glass of water for her and I and she pulled a pillow into the middle of the bed and motioned me to join her on the bed with the "come here" motion of her finger.  At that moment I was certain that Mistress was going to give me what I had hoped i would receive the most on this most special night.  I was certain that the pillow she had placed in the middle of the bed was for me to on in order to put me in the perfect postion for her to consummate our marriage by penetrating me ass.  My cock grew to rock hard status as best it could being confined in its caged.  I was telling myself that this night couldn't get any better.  My beautiful Mistress was about to symbolically claimed what was hers.  My ass.

It wasn't to be.  Mistress, at that moment had felt that a sound spanking was in order.  I'm guessing that a nice red, sore, stinging bottom would be the third leg of the submissive stool (to go along with the collar and cage I was wearing).  Perhaps Mistress just felt that she wanted to created a certain visual memory in her mind that she could recall upon in the future.  Whatever the reason, it of course did not matter.  I did not display a single ounce of disappointment when I realized it was going to be an ass whipping I was about to receive, and not the tender ass fucking I was hoping for.  It's my place to question her motives.  Especially on this night.  Mistress proceeded to give me a very, very sound spanking.  Probably the stingiest spanking I had had in weeks, and she was enjoying every minute of it.  She seemed to relish in pushing the her own limits when it came to putting the ting in my ass.  It hurt!  When she was done spanking me, she had me walk around the room show she could take in the visual of my red bottom, my cage, and my beautiful new collar.

We made beautiful, tender love for another 45 minutes or so, wherein Mistress had a few more orgasms, mostly while I fucked her with the nice, big dildo she enjoys so much.  When she was spent, she then said to me, get up, get out of the bed and remove your cage. I eagerly got up, went into the bathroom and while was watching, I ceremoniously snipped the numbered plastic locking tab on the cage and slowly removed the tube from my rapidly growing cock.  It was at that moment that I began to wonder what was going to be my fate that night.  Would I be dompletely denied?  Would I be teased unmerciful and then be denied.  Would I be allowed a ruined orgasm.  OMG, shit .... was I about to be required to have a full on orgasm?  That was it.  That's what she wanted from.  I began to panic a little, because full on orgasms are such a rare thing for me, that i frankly much prefer a ruined orgasms if I am lucky enough to be allowed to ejaculate for Mistress.  On this night, Mistress wanted me to come to her in her marital bed, on the night of ceremony, with my new collar on and my freshly reddened ass, make love to her as her husband.  She wanted me to penetrate her and lower mysef onto her and to fuck slowly at first then faster, all the while keeping my eyes on hers.  She knows that doing this is my absolute favorite thing to do.  I love looking directly ito her eyes while I am penetrating her.  She was tender, she was beautiful, she was almost submissive in the way that she commanded me to fuck her until I orgasmed.  I begged her to deny me a full orgasm and if she was going to require an orgasm from, could it be a ruined orgasm?  She just did the shooosh motion with her mouth and reiterated what she wanted from me.  I could feel the pending explosion and at that point, I asked Mistress K. for permission to orgasms, even though she had just told me to.  She smiled with what seemed like pride at my asking for permission when she said "yes you may my pet".  I had never had a longer, better, more intense orgasm in my life than the one I had at that moment.  It was glorious, spiritual even. 

It as every bit of the glorious evening i could've hoped for.  I was emotional for the ceremony because I was so happy and pridefule to be there, in that position, with this glorious woman who was willing to accept ownership of me.  Frankly, I wish all of you could've been there to witness it.  I will be honest, there were a few things that i was hoping would take place that night that didn't.  I had hoped Mistress would've required I wear my but plug during the ceremony.  Actually, I had even hoped that Mistress K. would insert (or require me to insert) my plug during the ceremony as a submissive gesture.  I had hoped that Mistress K. would've required that I be naked during the ceremony, wearing only my cage.  I think she was considerig that, but as I have said before, Mistress K. is very much about keeping our most intimate moments discrete.  Lastly, I was really hoping that Mistress K. would've donned her strap on and then penetrated my ass in what is a very tender, loving and obviously symbolic fashion.  Don't get me wrong, I mention these things only because they were things I had previously hoped for in MY mind.  As we all know though, it is not at all about me, but it is ALL about Mistress K.   That being said, there is not a single thing about that night I would change.  It was among the single most proud and loving moments of my life.  I am married to the woman I love and I am her proud submissive husband in a beautiful, loving marriage.  Life couln't be any better.

I Don't Like That Word

"I don't like that word pegging", Mistress said after talking about her reviewing my blog the other day.  I absolutely love it when Mistress has read my blog. 

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Mistress K. has always said that my blog was a place where i could write absolutely anything" I wanted and that she would never censor or edit what i put here.  Of course I have to promise to remain discrete and never to reveal anything that could jeopardize our privacy, but aside from that, I was free to write anything I want without fear of repercussions from her.

I asked her if there was a name or term she otherwise preferred and she said, "maybe, but i don't know what that is."

Now I have a job to do.  Find a word or phrase that describes strap on anal penetration by a Mistress of her loving submissive husband, that isn't "pegging". 

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I'm not doing this because I have to.  I don't have to.  I'm doing this because I don't want Mistress to always have a negative connotation that goes along with the use of a word that she doesn't like.

Any ideas?

Ruined Orgasms

Here is a link to a very informative post recently on a blog I enjoy reading called "Becoming a Mistress":

http://mistressivey.blogspot.com/2014/09/ruining-orgasms.html?zx=200ce760f00f8925

It is written by Georgia Ivey Green, better now perhaps to some as Mistress Ivey.  It's an excellent blog to check out, especially for woman who want practicable information related to being in Female Led Relationship/Marriage.

Any, the topic was about ruined orgasms of course, which is something that seems to be constantly on my mind ... especially when it comes to being the default method that I would prefer to have an orgasm, of course if i were given the chance.  There are times when Mistress K simply wants me to have a full-on, shake the ground orgasm, and i don't have the choice. 

The reason i now prefer to have a ruined orgasm is obvious to those that use them (or experience them) in the FLR's.  There is little, if any, waning of desire that usually accompanies a full on orgasm.  Most men, hell every man, loses his sexual desire immediately following an orgasms.  I won't go in to explaining why here because there are plenty of other resources from more intelligent people than me that can explain it.  After a ruined orgasm however, my desire is still usually right there and as we all know, a submissive husband that is horny is way more attentive than a submissive husband that has recently had an orgasm.  I truly love being in that constant state of desire.  I truly have come to crave, as my primary sexual release, the non-pleasurable feeling of having my semen drain from my cock.  Frankly, for me, it's very much like being milked anally.  The semen just comes out of your body without the usual pulsing that accompanies a "real" orgasm.

My "real" orgasms are more and more rare as time marches on in our FLM.  On the surface that might sound like I'm complaining about that very thing.  I absolutely am not.  My devotion to My Wife, to my Mistress naturally and lovingly also increases during that same time. 

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Then, when Mistress has decided that I've had enough, I get up, I clean up and we go on about our day.  Sometimes there is a lull in desire afterward but not usually.  If there is, it is very short lived and it is measured in hours.  I don't know how I survived all these years without the knowledge of ruined orgasms.  Frankly, this is something that should be taught in school! *smile    OK, maybe not yet.

New Toys for Mistress

Hi everyone,

Today I was able to go home for "lunch".  There was no food to eat, but there was something that needed to get accomplished.  Mistress and I had been apart for 5 days and there was some catching up to do.  A couple of weeks ago I sent a very sexy picture of a woman fucking herself on a suction cup dildo that was attached to a pole.  Mistress thought that was hot and mentioned that I might want to look into to getting her one of those.  Today, I got her two of them on my way home for lunch.  I got two because I didn't know which of them she'd like better. 

When i got home, I stripped naked of course.  Then i eagerly showed Mistress the purchase I had made.  In addition to the two suction cup cocks, i also bought some more lube and some Stud 100 desensitizing spray, which I believe is the best thing out there.  Although .... I've never tried the Emla Cream.  Has anyone else tried it?  If so, drop me a note.  I'd like to know more about it. 

She was pretty excited at having those and as she was leading my into the bedroom, her only in panties and me naked, she told me to bring them along in case she wanted to use one of them.  On this day, Mistress started me off like she usually does by having me give her entire body soft kisses.  All over.  When i first giving these kisses, she likes them to be soft and romantic.  there are times that she says she could have me do that to her for hours ........... and I would because I consider it the ultimate treat to be able to put my mouth on her in any fashion.  It's an incredible way to worship and Mistress just loves it.

As is usually the case Mistress started to get horny from the soft kisses.  She told me to spend some time in the "ass area".  I asked her if it would be ok if i removed her panties.  She was laying on her tummy and simply raised her bottom up off the bed and pulled her legs together, indicating that she wanted them removed.  I was able to worship Mistress' ass for about 15 glorious minutes.  She had her back arched and was spreading her les wider and wider as i continue to tongue her tiny rear hole.  It is one of the things i enjoy most and I am grateful that Mistress let me linger there today.

She wanted my mouth on her clit and the only way i was able to do that was to roll onto my back and slide under her between her legs.  She loved and started to grind against my face.  Mistress has said in the past that she doesn't usually like this position but her moaning and writhing told me that today she loved it.  I was thrilled to see how she was enjoying it and i hope that she remembers how much she enjoyed.  Suddenly she had be get the butt plug.  She told me to carefully lube it so it be inserted in HER!  She did not want any of the lube to get on her pussy because my mouth was going back there.  i placed a small amount of lube on the plug and a tiny amount on her rosebud and started to press it against her when she told me to stop.  She instructed me to get on my back again so she could straddle my face.  She wanted me to resume licking her this way while I inserted the plug into her.  Hole fuck that was awesome!

After what seemed like a long time, Mistress stopped and told me to grab one of her new suction cup dildos and follow her into the closet.  She was looking frantically for a smooth service to putt he dildo on.  I loved watching her walk from behind because i could see my pink glass butt plug firmly in her ass.  She stuck the dildo against one of the cabinets and expertly backed herself right onto it.  Then, from her knees with the cock in her pussy and the plug in her ass, she ordered me to kneel in front of her so she could suck my cock, thereby having all 3 holes filled.  I asked her if this was something that she always wanted and she nodded and moaned in the affirmative while she fucked herself against the dildo.  After only a few second she spit my cock out because it tasted bad.  I had some lube on it somehow.  ( I promised, there was no unauthorized stroking)  Mistress then ordered me to lay on my back, feet facing away from her, and had me slide my face under hers and she was kissing me as passionately as she ever has while she was being fucked.  I asked her if this was acting out a fantasy of being fucked by another while I watched and she said yes.  She had me then put my hand on her clit and rub it so she could cum this way.  She was kissing me as I laid there, arm stretched, rubbing her pussy and clit while she was getting fuck by the cupboard.  She had tremendous screaming orgasm (I don't exactly know how many) and then just collapsed on the carpeted floor of the closet.  We both laid there, breathing hard, trying to catch our breath.

After a moment, i asked her if I had just been cucked by the cupboard.  We laughed her ass off and said "I guess so".  We both laughed.  Being cucked by a dildo wearing cabinet is fine with me ..... as long as Mistress never truly desires another man to perform that function.

After another minute, I got to my feet, my rock hard cock (I was not allowed to cum) pointing to the sky and i said to Mistress that i would clean things up while she rested.  What an incredible day.

I love it when She .......

I cherish that moment every single day, every morning, when I present myself before Mistress.   It's not a ritualistic event. Frankly, it's hardly anything more than me standing before her, naked and vulnerable.  It wasn't something that we talked about or planned.  it isn't in our official list of "rules" that have when we started our FLM.  it was just something that become a natural habit and as such, it is something I cherish.  At this moment every day, sometimes we have the opportunity for deeply moving, tender moments that can include all kinds of sexual activities;  or an opportunity to carry out a punishment if one is pending;  or an opportunity for Mistress to have me kneel before her and worship her, and many other wonderful things.  Other times, it may a hand gesture from the kitchen that means "I'm busy", or other types of real life things that can (and will) alter this daily moment.

On this particular morning, Mistress had me wear a butt plug to the office.  I especially love to wear the butt plug.  I love the process of preparing myself for the insertion of it.  I do it standing with one foot on a stool, leaning forward.  While I am gently working the plug into my bottom, i lean further forward , imagining that Mistress is behind me, entering my body with strap on.  The second i am able to visualize that, my body now seems to relax and accept the plug easier and easier each time.  I enjoy working it to its widest part, lingering there for a while and then allow my bottom to naturally pull it inside, where it just seems to belong.  Once my bottom has pulled it into place and has secured it at its base, it feels like it belongs there.  Like Mistress belongs there. 

Mistress knows that after a lunch meeting that I will have, I will be leaving town to head to the mountains in advance of her and the kids joining me there on Friday.  She instructed me to return home from my meeting, before leaving for the mountains so that I could properly say goodbye to her, and to remove the plug she had me plant i my bottom hole.  So, after lunch, i will return home to properly say goodbye to my beloved Mistress, and to remove the plug from my ass before making the drive to the mountains alone.  I already know that my bottom will feel vacant and will wish she was there.

I love it when She ......  tells me what to wear every day as a symbol of her ownership of me, my submission to her and as a constant reminder during the day that she is with me.  Even those days when she tells me i will be wearing nothing but "normal" clothes arouse me because I know that I wearing what I was instructed to wear to please her.    I love it when She does that.