Funny How Things work out and evolve

See this .....

This is a piece of small wood trim that is an excess piece of a small project Mistress K. had me do.  It's roughly 3 feet long, it is light, whippy and very much cane-like.  I know that a cane is round which it what makes a cane especially insidious as a spanking implement.  I have long been thankful that Mistress K. has never wanted to utilize a cane as part of her punishment repertoire.  This "cane", as Mistress now calls it, is resting on an island that we have in our closet.  The thing the stick is sitting on is an island in the middle of our closet that contains drawers,  The top (pictured) is about waist high.  This island is roughly 7 feet long and roughly 20" wide. 

When I finished the project, and had the excess wood trim, in a joking fashion, I presented it to Mistress K. as I sometimes do with her leather paddle, in what I thought was a cute way to tell her I was finished.  She was excited I was finished with the project, took the piece of wood from me, slapped it in her hand a couple of times and immediately ordered me into the closet.  She pointed toward the closet and said "let's take care of your long-pending punishment right now".  I hesitated and was now fearful because it was clear she intended to test-drive her new "cane" on me right then. 

The kids were not to far from the now locked bedroom door and so Mistress took me into the closet and closed it's door as well.  She ordered me to strip naked and to lay face-down on the island described above.  Mistress immediately discovered what a perfect punishment table this island was going to be, especially in trying out her new "cane".  When it was all said and done, with the kids oblivious to what we were doing, but still, just outside the bedroom door ...  and with Mistress having never used something that was so .... um, cane-like,  my spanking was less intense than it could otherwise have been.  Mistress K.'s soft, gentle soul will usually allow her to default on the side of caution in a situation like (discovering something new).  That being said, Mistress and I both knew that a new implement had been discovered as well as a new venue.  Mistress really, really enjoyed having me laid-out there at just the right height for a spanking. 

After it was over,  I was sweating, breathing hard and lost in the subspace that I encounter when I am allowed to hold Mistress and thank her for my spanking after I get one.  As I held her it occurred to me, I wanted for Mistress to take me to the very edge of boundaries when it came to receiving a spanking.  Neither of us know where that is exactly, but something at that moment told me that I needed to tell her that I was hopeful she would be willing to take us on a journey to both discover where my limits actually were.  After my aftercare, Mistress was straightening up and the thought kept nagging me in my head.  Ask her for this now, or you may never have the courage to ask her again. 

With that I went over her and asked her if I could ask her for something.  That's our protocol, if I desire something, I need to ask permission to ask for it, as opposed to just asking for it.  I asked her if I could ask for something ............ then exhaled!  She said yes and I mumbled and stuttered but got the words out.  "Mistress, will you please consider taking me to the edge of my limits so we can both know where that actually is?"  *Gulp ........  "Of course I will y love", she replied.

What's that old saying?  Be careful what you ask for?

Milking Day

Hi everyone ... I hope you are all having a great week so far.  It's Wednesday morning and I have just come from the bathroom where Mistress was getting ready to go to work.  She was fully dressed and applying the finishing touches of make-up to those gorgeous eyes of hers. 

I was summoned into the bathroom with her.  "Masturbate for me", were the words that fell from her lips.  There she was, beautiful, dressed and ready to leave the house and rule the day.  I removed my shorts and started to masturbate behind her and off of her right shoulder.  She kept me masturbating for longer than normal.  When she could hear from my moans that I was getting close, she said "beg me not to let you cum".  I proceed to beg her because I was really close, but it wasn't convincing enough for her.  "Beg me like you mean it", she said, making me wonder if she was gong make me cum.  Then she told me to stop.  Standing, rock hard, my cock glistening from the lube, I waited motionless while she continued to apply her make-up.  "Continue", she said and continue I did.  I was held at the torturous edge of orgasm on at least 10 different occasions until she finally said "you are done.  Go wash up".  I was summarily dismissed.

All that on the heels of an exciting milking day Monday evening.  For those of you that don't know, Mistress has installed a ritual in our life that calls for me to milked on the second Monday of every month.  This past Monday was the second Monday of July.  The ritual requires that I remind her of my pending milking the day prior and the morning the milking.  Failure to remind her results in a sever punishment spanking.  Calendar management is very important here.  *smile

I reminded her Sunday and then again Monday morning.  She was pleased that I did as I was instructed.  On Monday evening, after putting me to work on several items around the house, Mistress told me to remove the glass butt plug that she had me insert hours earlier, and for me to get in the shower.  I was instructed to let her know when I was done preparing myself.  After my shower, I combed my hair, brushed my teeth and put a dab of her favorite cologne just below my belly button. 

I came out to the family room to report I was prepared.  She accompanied to our bedroom and told me to strip and to wait in her Queen chair, then disappeared into the bathroom.  She emerged wearing nothing and walks right past me and into our closet.  The vision of her naked body at that moment was almost too much to bear.  She emerged from the closet with the strap on harness that goes on her thigh and ordered me out of her chair.  She took a seat and unceremoniously put the condom covered dildo into the harness and secured it on her thigh.  I was instructed to go lube myself and retrieve her wand vibrator.  When I returned I was treated to one of them most beautiful, sexy vision I have ever seen.  She was naked, harness installed on her thigh and she had slid to past the edge of the seat in order to allow me to straddle her cock covered leg.  I handed her the vibrator.  Before turning it on she said "put yourself on my cock".  Facing her and with her looking into my eyes, I lowered myself onto her cock to the soft humming of the vibrator against her beautiful, smoothly shaved pussy.  It slipped right in without any hesitation or discomfort.  Like it belonged there. 

It was heaven.  Riding her cock while being able to watch her give herself an orgasm.  She was encouraging me by saying "come on babe, let's get you drained".  A few minutes later, while she was on her 3rd (?) orgasm and I was methodically riding up and down on her rubber cock,

she grabbed my cock, pumped it twice and expertly knew that my cum was about to cum out.  Slowly, it began to ooze from my cock and onto her leg and belly.  She used that energy to have yet another orgasm.  Then she asked ... " are you empty".  I said, "I don't know for sure bet I believe there is more in there".  I reached behind, held my own ass as I resumed riding up and down on her thigh.  I was soaking it all in.  It was just so awesome to be before, fucking her strap on like a slut while she eagerly awaited another round of cum from my desperate cock.  A short time later, more came out and covered her thigh and belly. 

It was kind of like a ruined orgasm but not really.  There was pleasure for sure, but it was non-orgasmic pleasure.  It was more of the kind of pleasure that naturally comes for me by presenting myself to Mistress, and in this case performing for her by riding her cock like the ass whore I want to be for her.  She was magnificent in her dominant demeanor.  She was tender and loving but at the same time, very business like.  After all, we weren't there for tender love making.  We were there to drain the semen from my body.  That being said ........ OMG, it was wonderful.  The best part?  Being able to watch Mistress bring herself to several orgasms.  Oh yeah, the being fucked by her cock-wearing leg was nice too.  *smile

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!

Tell them ...........

Mistress walked up to me this morning, made me stand and then she took my cock through my shorts into her hand.   "I want you to get on your blog and tell your friends that I am going to fuck you soon".

Unless being given a specific instruction to do so, I wouldn't normally write such a thing here after being told that for fear of "jinxing" the possibility.  The last time I did that, circumstances prevented it from happening.  I assumed it was my fault for assuming.

I am nothing if I am not dutiful, so hence here is the declaration that Mistress told me to make.  I will remain hopeful that this comment coincides with it being Tuesday, which for me is butt plug day.

Have a great Tuesday everyone.

What is it about spankings?

There have been plenty of discussions on blog sites lately about the real value (or perhaps the lack thereof) of spankings, in particular as used as form of punishment, training or discipline.  there have been plenty of lucid, logical and reasonable points and comments made on both ends of the spectrum.  To some, they are valueless and merely are used in order to satisfy one's kink, either for the spanker or the spankee.  Ok, I get that, and at the end of the, all of the opinions expressed are real and valid as they relate to each couples individual circumstances within the confines of their relationship.  On the other hand, none of the comments or opinions are valid if those opinions are intended to dispute an opposing opinion.  They are just that .... opinions.  I'll try to describe mine.

Yesterday morning, Mistress K. informed me that at the end of the day, I was going to be spanked, as a punishment, for the recent transgression of failing to get her coffee for her on Sunday morning past.  As it turned out, life circumstances took over which caused all of the energy necessary to properly execute my spanking, to be drained by the end of the day.  I respectfully asked Mistress if we could postpone my spanking punishment for another time because I was dead ass tired and I could also tell that so was Mistress.  She agreed, but with a caveat ........... that it will be more severe than what it would've been had it been performed last evening.  "Yes Mistress, I understand" was my reply.

When we crawled into bed, I apologized to her for the transgression that earned me the upcoming punishment, much the same way I would've following the spanking had it actually been performed.  I truly do feel regret when something Mistress expects from me doesn't happen.  We talked a little about it and I actually said that I didn't like to be spanked.  I mean, I didn't like the actual act of her pink leather paddle coming down hard on my bare ass.  That part hurts.  I also said that the comfort of knowing that I am to face something that I don't necessarily enjoy (the actual burning sting of that paddle), was something that am so very thankful of and that the joy and comfort I get from knowing that I will face a spanking punishment, completely eclipses any negative feeling I may have about the actual contact of the paddle on my bottom.

I've been thinking about it ever since and have come to the following conclusion.  First an foremost, the very fact that my beloved wife will accept the role of my key holder, my disciplinarian, the leader of our marriage, the owner of my sex and the sole source of not my sexual pleasure, but life pleasure as well .... is very emotionally comforting and something that is very important to me.  I also very much love basking in the ritual of being punished by her paddle.  Being required to voluntarily present my naked body to her, in order for her ritualistically spank my naked ass while I hold still in a required position (whatever that may be), is so very important to me, as well as to Mistress K.  The first time I was spanked had a element of humiliation.  After that, the humiliation evolved into a source of pride and became an important, symbolic gesture of my devotion to Mistress K., every time I was spanked.  Also, and just as important, the emotional cleansing that comes from being spanked as a punishment, and the subsequent emotional that come from the after care, is, well, beautiful.   Mistress K. and I agree that the best thing that comes from using a harsh spanking as punishment is that it speeds the process of "wiping the slate clean" and allows us to go forward without the risk of one or both of us carrying any negative feelings forward. 

Being spanked hurts, and when it is happening, I truly want it to end.  But then, usually when the  spanking is over, I secretly wish that it had been longer and more severe than it was  ... that I had been required to put "more skin in the game" so to speak.  I think this happens because as soon as it is over, the pleasure of demonstrating to Mistress that I am willing to participate in something that I don't logically want to do (spanking), is over.  It's crazy, I know.  It probably explains why when I read stories about submissive husband being required to consume their own cum, I always have two thoughts in my head.  One is .... Gross!  the other is Why do I have an erection?

At the end of the day, I am so very grateful to be subject to punishment spankings from my Mistress.  I love you Mistress.

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.

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. 

Will be kneeling and waiting

Mistress K. sent a text that included the words "48 hours" and a picture of the full garbage can that remained after I left for the office.  Guh! 

(for those of you that don't know, when Mistress says 48 hours to me, it means that within 48 hours I am to see to it that I receive a punishment spanking.  No excuses, no extending the time ... unless she decides to.  If for whatever reason the punishment spanking is not delivered within those 48 hours, another more significant spanking is then due.)

I so very much hate it went I have disappointed Mistress in even the slightest way.  Not at all an excuse, but I was running around trying to get ready, placing the leather cock ring with ball splitter that Mistress told me to wear today, putting on my suit and trying not to be late for an important early meeting I had. 

When Mistress told me to take out the garbage on her way out the door to take the kids to school, I acknowledged and even said to myself ... "don't forget dummy". 

I forgot.  Guh!

So, tomorrow, when she returns from taking the kids to school, I will be kneeling, naked, offering her the pink leather paddle and then presenting myself for a punishment spanking.  Guh!  Way to go dummy!

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.

Perfect Morning

What with Mistress' friend just leaving town and a very busy weekend schedule wise, we are finally getting back to a normal schedule.  This morning Mistress suggested that I go in to the office late in order for us to spend some "quality time" together.  That always makes me smile.

Mistress took the kids to school and while she was gone, I showered and got a fresh shave (only my cock, balls and ass - I'm doing the No Shave November thing) and awaited her return.  She returned and immediately walked past me and into the bedroom as I was working (naked of course) on the computer, which is right next to the entrance.  She left the door opened and in a minute or so, I heard "we can start by cuddling.  Come here"  I smiled and immediately rose and dutifully walked into the bedroom to find her laying on the bed, under the covers, I pull the covers back to and climbed in behind her to spoon her.  She was wearing her t-shirt and light sweater still but i was thrilled to see that she was only wearing panties below the waist.  I climbed in and snuggled with her and we just laid there for several minutes.  Then she pushed the covers down and told me "you will rub my legs now.  They are sore".  For 20 minutes or so, i tenderly rubbed her sore legs while she moaned in delight.  I kept trying to remove her panties but she was having none of that!  Then she started to get a little horny so she pulled her shirt up and told me to start kissing her "favorite part" which I know to be her side from her breasts to her bottom.  It was heaven.  I was feeling that familiar urge to maybe even have a hands free orgasm by the sight of her while i worshipped her.  Then she abruptly removed her panties and ordered me to enter her.  It was all i could to keep from coming while she pulled me inside of her.  She sternly said "don't you dare even think of cumming". 

She had me rub on, bite on, kiss on her back and bottom for another 10 minutes when i made an error in judgment.  I slapped her ass.  Harder than I intended.  I will do that sometimes and she will love it.  This was not one of those times.  I must've just done it too hard and she immediately turned, ordered me across her lap and proceed to punish my left butt cheek solely with her hand.  It hurt and I was begging her to stop and telling that I was only trying to make her feel good.  She responded by saying "what, do you mean like this?" and proceeded to punish my ass some more. 

When she was done with the impromptu punishment, she then told me to get the vibrator and return to her in the very same position I was in then, which was me laying on my side, perpendicular to her with my cock buried inside her.  We looked like a large X from above I am sure.  She was particularly happy with position because she could pull me into rather easily while she was working herself to orgasm (rather quickly I might add).  i loved the position because i could view her building toward her orgasm from the side, an angle I don't get very often.  It was magic.  It is always magic to be allowed inside of Mistress to begin with but to be allowed to stay inside of her while she is having an orgasm is almost to much to bear without cumming myself.  Just beautiful.  I was starry eyed in love at that moment.

When she was done, she told me to get out of bed, put in my butt plug and get dressed to go to work.  Mistress will usually ask me what I have in store that day and if it includes meeting or gatherings that include several women, she like to know that I there with a plug in my ass.  So glass butt plug it is.

In closing, Mistress was telling me last night that she and her friend had some pretty intimate conversations about our lifestyle, and her friend's lifestyle changes that she is hoping to incorporate into her own marriage.  The weren't many details of their conversation revealed to me but suffice it to say, I can't wait to hear more.

Wear your cage today

We are going to the resort to day for our celebration.  I took today and tomorrow off from work in order to accomodate our vows renewal ceremony.  When I woke up this morning my instructions were to be showered, shaved and in my cage.

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How long and for what reason I am i my cage is unknown, nor is it my place to question the reasons why.

While milling around the house packing for stay at the resort, Mistress decided that now would be a good time for me to receive one of my two pending punishment spankings.  "Go get my paddle and meet me in the bedroom", she said.   When she arrived, I begged her to be lenient.  She always seems to know just the right time to spank me.  When I'm not expecting and so I go through a very quick spurt of anxiety about what lays before me in the next few minutes.

She began to spank me.  She wasn't even swinging that hard and holy shit did it sting!  I know that there are times when it hurts more than others.  I've had her wailing on me for what seemed like 30 minutes, and I was feeling the sting but was more than able to handle.  Then there are other times, like now, when she is only 5 swats into the punishment and I am already squealing and begging like a pussy for her to stop. 

I still have another punishment that is due to me.  Like I said in an earlier post, I'm not sure if Mistress wants to incporate it into our ceremony, our stay at the resort or just wait until after the whole thing is over. 

Here is sit, on a very tender, red bottom, naked and in my chastity cage, waiting for the time to leave for the resort.  I am so excited.

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?

Can't wait to try it

Today, I went to the grown-up toy store to hopefully find some things that Mistress and I might need on our upcoming special night of vows renewal.  There was a double headed strap on that I saw that was something I always wanted to get for Mistress for when she pegs me.  The reason is of course, that I want it to be pleasurable for her as well.  I think it would be awesome for us to be able to get fucked simultaneously.  It was pricey and she ultimately said no.  Probably for the best because the dildo size was bigger than I have ever taken back there, although I have said before that I do aspire to be trained to take bigger.

Then, I came across this:

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Is was glass, which is now my favorite material for back there.  Plus, as you can plainly see, it is 2 headed.  It was inexpensive ($30) and very well could allow for us to simultaneously enjoy being penetrated even though it is not attached to a strap on harness.  I asked her if I could buy this one and she said ........... YES!

It's still bigger than the rubber cock that she currently uses in her harness and is a little bigger than the widest part of my butt plug, but I've got a great deal of confidence. 

I'll keep you posted!

Oh what a night!

When I came home from work last night, I intended to pour myself a cocktail and settle in for a nice, relaxing Friday night.  Mistress K. had other ideas about how my night was going to go. 

She said, "Here's what you will be doing tonight" .....................  She went on to explain how I was going to be her driver and deliver her to a friends house because there was going to be several women there for "happy hour", and she had decided she was going.  Then she said that after I delivered her to her party, I would then be gathering and shuttling kids to place across town for them to have an evening for themselves.  The kids would be at this place until 10pm, at which point they would be picked up and returned by the parents of one of the other kids.  After delivering the kids, I was return home and prepare myself for the return of Mistress from the party at around 8pm. After properly preparing myself, I was to drive to the party, naked under my loose clothes, and pick her up.  She would have been drinking and would be in no condition to drive.  By prepare myself, she meant be ready (and more importantly able) to give her multiple orgasms that evening.  I also knew it meant that I must be clean, clean-smelling, clean-shaved (face, cock, balls and ass) and to be prepared for whatever sexual adventure Mistress K. was in the mood for when I came to pick her up from the party. 

By this time, was fully immersed in subspace.  The very idea that I was to do these tasks, then to prepare myself like a slut-in-waiting for Mistress to return from drinking with her friends, and to be prepared for sexually pleasuring her in a yet-to-be-determined fashion, was the reason why I was in subspace. 

I'm not going to go into the intimate details of our play last evening because I don't want to cheapen how emotionally important it was to us.  I will tell you that I have never been as deep in subspace, as deep in love and as much in awe of the Goddess that owns me as I was last night.

However, the second we walked into the empty house and the second I was in my required naked condition, and present before Mistress K., she did feel the overwhelming desire to do this to me .............

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The stated reason she did this to me was "because I want to.  Because at this moment, it brings me pleasure to she you be inflicted with a little pain"

She used someone she has never used on me before for a spanking.  This wooden spoon ........

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She's used a wooden spoon on me before.  But not this particular wooden spoon.  And it hurt like FUCK!!!  I don't if it was the spoon itself, or more the fact that Mistress K. was a little drunk and therefore a tiny bit sadistic, but it hurt like FUCK!  The more I whimpered, the more pleasure she was getting from what she was doing.  The picture doesn't show it, but the marks she was leaving were the kind that red all around and white in the middle.  You know, the kind that really, really hurt?

What an incredible night.  The amount of orgasms obtained were plenty.  The actual amount unknown for Mistress.  For me, it was zero.  I thoroughly enjoyed being the one that was expected to be sex ready when Mistress came home from drinking with friends.  I enjoyed how it made me feel like her slut-in-waiting.  After it was all over and it was time for bed, I asked Mistress if I could keep wearing my butt plug overnight while I slept.  She said yes.  I was hopeful that it would inspire vivid sex dreams ... I wasn't at all disappointed.  I'll try and post about some of those later.

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.

Glimpse of the future?

Today, Mistress K. and I were able to spend a few hours alone, in our own home.  Mistress K. took the kids off to an activity tat we knew would have them occupied for several hours.  When Mistress returned from dropping them off, she walked into the, phone pressed against her ear, chatting away with a friend of hers.  Seeing she was alone, I closed the garage door behind her and stripped naked, still wearing the running shoes I had on when I did the briefest of workouts.

After her call, we carried on with mundane, everyday things.  I fixed myself some lunch (she didn't want any) and while I was eating in a chair, Mistress entered the room and called me over to her.  She had a corset!  Yes, she had a corset ... and she put it on ... ME!  After the corset was on, she took some old panty hose material and tied my balls off.  She had me resume my lunch.  A few minutes later, she came by my chair, ordered me to sit back and proceeded to stroke my flaccid cock aggressively.  She did it in such a way that in seconds I was warning her that I as near an orgasm.  She expressed how disappointed she was about that.

We did some mundane chores around the house when she said "I have to go get the kids in a few.  Go lay on your tummy on the bed and wait for me."  Oh boy, oh boy ... what does this mean?  I was hoping that she wanted to play with my ass.  Milking perhaps?  maybe even an edging session that included a dildo show for her?  I don't, but I knew it had to be good.

Laying there for a few seconds, and then I felt it.  SWAT ........  SWAT  Mistress K. was spanking me.  Of course I was disappointed because I was hoping to be given the ass-slut treatment.  I asked her why she was spanking me.  She said "because it's what I want to do right now"  She was spanking with something different this time.  It wasn't first like a paddle put man did it sting.  It was my belt.  Turns out she had been thinking for several days what it would be like to spank me with a belt. 

She wasn't intending to punish me for anything, she just wanted to try it out.  Later she mentioned that it was weird.  Much different than a paddle.  Using a belt is more like a whipping than a paddling.  Before she concluded, she had me raise on my knees so she could alternate strokes of my cock with swats from the belt.  When she was, she simply said.  "We're done, clean this up" and walked off.

I called he after she left to get the kids and thanked for the special loving attention she gave during our rare time together in our home.  I told her how genuinely and how deeply in love I am with her and in the most supportive, sincere voice ever she replied ... "I know you are baby".  I melted.

This brief couple of hours made me think that is was a glimpse of how our life together will be when we are empty nesters.  I don't think there will be kinky stroking and impromptu spanking all the time, but being naked and in service to her was just so natural and wonderful.

Punishment - Well at least it's overwith

We are having record rain here in Phoenix today.  Chaos reigns as people try to make their way to school and work.  I took Mistress K. nearly an hour to get to the school and back, when it normally takes only 20 minutes, round trip.

While Mistress was gone, I was working and was mired in some drama at the office, completely immersed in my little world.  Mistress K. came home, and was doing various little things around the house when she came over to me while I was sitting in the chair, started kissing my neck.  It was awesome the way she was being all cute and flirty and attentive.  My first thought was Mistress wanted to resume the cock-therapy that took a hiatus over the weekend, and as such, my cock instantly became super hard.  Mistress K. had other plans.  She whispered something in my ear.  Can you guess what it was?

First I'll tell you what is wasn't.  It wasn't "mmmm, pet you are so sexy ... how about I let you masturbate to a full orgasm on my ass?"  No, it wasn't that.  It wasn't .... "how about we forget all about your little transgression yesterday of not having my coffee ready for me?"  No it wasn't that either.  What she did say made me break out in an immediate sweat.  She said  "why are your clothes still on?"  Yeah, that just happened.  I was so immersed in my own drama and the drama of the weather that I did not make sure I was naked upon Mistress K.'s return from taking the kids to school.  Her next words were even more ominous.  "Let's go take care of both punishments right now".

Mistress K. stood there and pointed to the ground, indicating where my shorts needed to be in a big hurry.  I lowered them immediately and began to try and talk Mistress out of punishing me on both accounts, to no avail.  She had me retrieve her pink leather paddle and had me follow her into the bathroom, where she had pulled out her vanity stool for my to lay across. Mistress delivered 30 lashes of the paddle for the coffee infraction yesterday and 20 lashes of the paddle for the "not being naked as required" infraction this morning.

They hurt .... especially the last 20!  Alas there is no picture of the aftermath.  Frankly, I forgot to ask Mistress to take a picture of it because I was too busy rubbing my red, sore ass.

The aftercare was wonderful as always and while kneeling naked, sweating and with a burning ass, I hugged Mistress and thanked her for my punishment.  I cherish the way we are together in aftercare.

It hurts now

Mistress K. and I recently had a nice regular meeting to discuss our FLM.  We both agree(d) that we love what this lifestyle has brought to our marriage.  I told her that now, whenever I have a sexual fantasy, it ALWAYS includes her.  I didn't tell her that because it was what I thought she wants to hear>  I told her that because it has become the truth, naturally.  I truly do not have any desire for sexual gratification that does not include Mistress.  Sure, it may include other women when I fantasize, but never, ever in the context of being alone with that woman or women.  In every instance, Mistress is of course the Dominant one, even in those fantasies where she is used sexually like san insatiable slut.  In those fantasies where another woman may be involved, Mistress is always the Alpha Domme, even if the other woman is also a Domme.

In any event, part of our conversation was about spankings.  As I promised I would, I let Mistress K. know that I thought that the punishment spanking (the ones intended to deter abhorrent behavior) needed to be significantly more severe.  I even said that I knew I would regret saying this to her each time I was subject to a punishment spanking, but I felt that I needed to be honest with her about it.

Yes ... well, yes, um ..... ow!  I have had one punishment spanking from Mistress since that conversation.  It was in the morning.  For the first time in a very long time, while sitting at my desk in my office wearing panties, I could still feel the tingle and itch of what had been a sound spanking from hours before.  That spanking hurt!

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That isn't a picture of the actual aftermath.  It is an actual picture of my ass after what Mistress used to give as a punishment spanking.  If Mistress will allow it in the future, I will ask her to take a picture of my ass after her new version of punishment spankings.

Well, this morning Mistress K. had to wake at 5am to take one of children to a sports activity.  Last night, both of use were down at the neighbors and I had a good bit to drink so when we got home, I asked for permission to go right to sleep and Mistress said yes.  Well, I walked right past the coffee maker which is a place I would normally stop so I could prepare the coffee maker to start brewing coffee before we woke up.  Long story short, Mistress did get up early, did take our child to the sporting activity and did accept my apology for not having her coffee available for her when she woke up.  Whew!

Then it came.  The text that read simply   .............   48  ............  All I could do was gulp, swallow and fret about what will be an upcoming punishment spanking that will result in my ass being on fire.  Shit!