Just now, as Mistress was blow-drying her hair, she summoned me into the bathroom. "Edge yourself", she said. I retrieved the lube and placed the bath mat on the floor behind her and just to the side. I removed my shorts, put some lube in my hand laid down on my back behind her. She said "did I say you could do that?" I got to my feet, walked over to her and asked if I could do my edging on the floor behind her. She grinned and said "yes".
I resumed my position on the floor, laid back, closed my eyes, spread my legs and began to stroke myself, slowly to the edge. After a short time of tenderly bringing myself to the edge, I knew I had to stop. I opened my eyes and Mistress was staring at me. I stood, washed my hands, kissed her neck and thanked her. She thoroughly enjoyed it and so did I.
Off to shower and to insert my plug (it's Tuesday).
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Tuesday, September 22, 2015
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
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
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
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Who loves Tuesdays?
I know Tuesday is probably at the top of the list of favorite day of the week for most people. For me, it is! It's butt plug day!
Have a great Tuesday everyone!
Wednesday, June 3, 2015
Friday, May 29, 2015
Wear the plug to bed tonight
She said .... "tonight, you'll wear your plug to bed". Then she kissed me and left for work. She knows that when I wear my plug to bed, sexy dreams ensue.
Ain't she great?
Ain't she great?
Monday, April 27, 2015
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!
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.
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!
Tuesday, April 7, 2015
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.
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.
Friday, February 20, 2015
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!
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!
Thursday, February 19, 2015
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.
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.
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
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.
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.
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Not Today
Yesterday morning Mistress told me I would be wearing panties under my clothes for the day, then she left to take the kids to school and run some errands, so she wouldn't be there when I left the house to go to the office. I was thinking about having to wear panties during the day and got aroused. These pink lace always make me feel like such a slut because they are so low in the front. I enjoy feeling like a slut, I really do. I've always enjoyed the notion that I would be called to present myself to Mistress wearing panties, only to have them removed from me in preparation for sex that I was going to be required to have. Yum. But I digress ..............
I texted her ... "May I edge myself and use a finger on myself while in the shower?" Her reply was simply "Not Today", to which I replied Yes Mistress. A short time later I thought I would be cute and texted "would it be pushing my luck to ask if I could wear my plug under my panties today?" "No plug, not today" was her response. The only thing I could think to do then was reply "OK, then I won't ask". She simply replied with a wink.
I love how she regulates me!
I texted her ... "May I edge myself and use a finger on myself while in the shower?" Her reply was simply "Not Today", to which I replied Yes Mistress. A short time later I thought I would be cute and texted "would it be pushing my luck to ask if I could wear my plug under my panties today?" "No plug, not today" was her response. The only thing I could think to do then was reply "OK, then I won't ask". She simply replied with a wink.
I love how she regulates me!
Monday, November 10, 2014
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.
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.
Friday, November 7, 2014
Wear your plug today
Mistress' bestie arrived last night and they spent plenty of time cathcing up, giggling and just having plain old fun. They just left to go to an overnight activity that will keep us apart until tomorrow night. Booo! Mistress' friend that arrived in town is the other other person that knows all about our FLM. There was no conversation about it that included me and frankly I am not aware that they even talked about it last night. This morning there was a couple of casual remarks in direct reference to my being controlled by Mistress K. with her friend and they seemed competely natural and without any embarrasement...on anyone's part. I don't know if there will be any conversation (or ?) or not once they return and before her friend leaves to go back home or not. I will of course leave that entirely up to Mistress K. I am prepared to demonstrate of role in our marriage in any way (subtle or otherwise) that Mistress K. might deem appropriate (or not).
This morning, after i got out of the shower and before they left, Mistress came into the closet where I was waiting for her, naked and in anticipation of her instructions on what to wear under my clothes today. She seemed unsure about what she wanted me to wear and asked me directly what is most comfortable to wear under my jeans. I'll give you two guesses as to what I told her, but you'll only need one. My glass plug. She agreed and ordered me to wear the plug. yay!
With that she stood up and reached for the lube and grabbed my flaccid cock and ordered it to get hard ... IMMEDIATELY. I don't need to be told twice and in a matter of seconds it was hard. She put lube in her hand and started stroking me. She then looked me in the eye and apologized for not having edged me in quite some time. Once i got close to orgasm and told her so, she held her hand firm and ordered me to fuck her hand. She likes to watch he stand there and thrust into her slippery hand. It was amazing as she continued to hold me at the edge for quite a while before she decided it was time to stop. I have to admit that it was rather exciting to know that she was doing that to me with her friend in the guest room sleeping. Once she was done, she told me to put my plug in and gave me an added bonus by standing there to watch while i put one foot up on a stool, bent over and worked the plug into my ass. She smiled and said, "you enjoy putting things in your ass while I watch, don't you"? All I could do was whimper a "yes I do Mistress". My goal is to wear my plug the entire 30 hours or so before i see her again. We'll see how that goes.
I can't wait till she gets home.
This morning, after i got out of the shower and before they left, Mistress came into the closet where I was waiting for her, naked and in anticipation of her instructions on what to wear under my clothes today. She seemed unsure about what she wanted me to wear and asked me directly what is most comfortable to wear under my jeans. I'll give you two guesses as to what I told her, but you'll only need one. My glass plug. She agreed and ordered me to wear the plug. yay!
With that she stood up and reached for the lube and grabbed my flaccid cock and ordered it to get hard ... IMMEDIATELY. I don't need to be told twice and in a matter of seconds it was hard. She put lube in her hand and started stroking me. She then looked me in the eye and apologized for not having edged me in quite some time. Once i got close to orgasm and told her so, she held her hand firm and ordered me to fuck her hand. She likes to watch he stand there and thrust into her slippery hand. It was amazing as she continued to hold me at the edge for quite a while before she decided it was time to stop. I have to admit that it was rather exciting to know that she was doing that to me with her friend in the guest room sleeping. Once she was done, she told me to put my plug in and gave me an added bonus by standing there to watch while i put one foot up on a stool, bent over and worked the plug into my ass. She smiled and said, "you enjoy putting things in your ass while I watch, don't you"? All I could do was whimper a "yes I do Mistress". My goal is to wear my plug the entire 30 hours or so before i see her again. We'll see how that goes.
I can't wait till she gets home.
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
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.
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.
Saturday, November 1, 2014
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.
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.
Monday, October 27, 2014
The day I was Collared - part 1
It feels awesome. There is a significant depth of joy and contentment knowing that Mistress K. felt enough about me and our lifestyle to want to officially collar me. For many years I've read stories abut subs being collared by their Master/Mistress, and I always thought I could understand the truly wonderful feeling of accepting the collar from someone that truly loved you enough to place it on one's neck, and everything it symbolizes. During those times, I never considered that i would be lucky enough to actually experience the joy of receiving a collar from the person I love most in the world.
OK, here are some details of our day. On the day that we were to exchange our vows for our (what turned out to be) collaring ceremony, Mistress K. ordered me to be shaved smooth and in my cage right away. I thought that it probably had something to do with the collaring ceremony later that evening but i wasn't sure because the only times Mistress would put me in the cage is when i was being punished. I did as i was told and soon was in my cage. Before putting it on, i worked really, really hard to be sure that I had the closest, smoothest shave I ever had. I stayed home from work that day and since we wouldn't check into our room until 3pm, we went about our business as if it were a normal day. That is until Mistress was reminded that I had 2 unpaid punishments coming my. She stopped what I was doing, came over to me and informed me that I was going to receive at least one of my 2 punishments right then. I was required to strip naked, go to our bedroom, retrieve the paddle and wait for her.
She walked into the bedroom, laid a large body pillow across a stool and told me to lie down over it. I had sent her a GIF of a punishment that I thought she would enjoy and it turns out she enjoyed it very much ... because she was about to recreate it! here it is:
Instead of a belt, she used her paddle. IT HURT!!!! There were no tears but there was absolute and genuine begging for Mistress to stop. Eventually she did. While receiving this spanking, I was certain that Mistress felt it was necessary for there to be bruises on my bottom for our ceremony. Come to think of it, what a beautiful sentiment. Sadly (gladly), there were no bruises on my bottom later that night, but it did hurt to touch my bottom for a while after being punished.
While packing for our trip to the resort, I asked Mistress what tools, toys and others implements did she want for me to pack. "Everything", she said. So, one suitcase was devoted almost exclusively to items we would need for our evening.
Once we arrived we discovered that the hotel upgraded us to one of their finest suites because it was available and because it was our anniversary. That was such a nice thing to do because it gave us multiple rooms which would come in handy when it was time for the officiant to join us in our room later.
We checked in and then invited our officiant to join us for happy hour prior to the festivities. Before we left for the nice bar, Mistress handed me a lovely pair of black lace panties to wear over my cage and under my shorts for our trip to the bar. She informed me then that i would be wearing them during the ceremony, which confirmed in my mind that i would also be wearing my cage during the ceremony. I'll be honest, i was not-so-secretly hoping that Mistress would have me wear my glass butt plug as well. After putting on the panties and allowing Mistress to see me before I got dressed, she walked over to me and rubbed my caged cock through the lace material. It strained to become erect but alas, it was going to happen. She then whispered ..... "you want to wear your plug during the ceremony, don't you pet?" I responded quickly and eagerly with a "YES". She said "we'll see. now get dressed"
We met our officiant in the bar and she was a tiny bit nervous because this was the first "one of these" she had ever done and even though we had talked through the ceremony several, she still wasn't quite sure what to expect. We'd have a cocktail or too, have some lovely food, chat awhile, get to know each other way, way, way better, and to ask and answer any questions any of us may have had. She joined us and we had a lovely time. She is such a nice lady and for someone that was almost literally a complete stranger, she made us feel completely at home and soon we were chatting openly about the most intimate aspects of our relationship. She even asked for some advice on how to get her husband to be more attentive. I offered 4 words ..... "Orgasm Control and Punishments". We all giggled but we also acknowledged that it was advice and not a joke.
Soon we retired to our suite to prepare for and have our ceremony ................. (to be continued)
OK, here are some details of our day. On the day that we were to exchange our vows for our (what turned out to be) collaring ceremony, Mistress K. ordered me to be shaved smooth and in my cage right away. I thought that it probably had something to do with the collaring ceremony later that evening but i wasn't sure because the only times Mistress would put me in the cage is when i was being punished. I did as i was told and soon was in my cage. Before putting it on, i worked really, really hard to be sure that I had the closest, smoothest shave I ever had. I stayed home from work that day and since we wouldn't check into our room until 3pm, we went about our business as if it were a normal day. That is until Mistress was reminded that I had 2 unpaid punishments coming my. She stopped what I was doing, came over to me and informed me that I was going to receive at least one of my 2 punishments right then. I was required to strip naked, go to our bedroom, retrieve the paddle and wait for her.
She walked into the bedroom, laid a large body pillow across a stool and told me to lie down over it. I had sent her a GIF of a punishment that I thought she would enjoy and it turns out she enjoyed it very much ... because she was about to recreate it! here it is:
*** picture removed to comply with Blogger's new rules ***
Instead of a belt, she used her paddle. IT HURT!!!! There were no tears but there was absolute and genuine begging for Mistress to stop. Eventually she did. While receiving this spanking, I was certain that Mistress felt it was necessary for there to be bruises on my bottom for our ceremony. Come to think of it, what a beautiful sentiment. Sadly (gladly), there were no bruises on my bottom later that night, but it did hurt to touch my bottom for a while after being punished.
While packing for our trip to the resort, I asked Mistress what tools, toys and others implements did she want for me to pack. "Everything", she said. So, one suitcase was devoted almost exclusively to items we would need for our evening.
Once we arrived we discovered that the hotel upgraded us to one of their finest suites because it was available and because it was our anniversary. That was such a nice thing to do because it gave us multiple rooms which would come in handy when it was time for the officiant to join us in our room later.
We checked in and then invited our officiant to join us for happy hour prior to the festivities. Before we left for the nice bar, Mistress handed me a lovely pair of black lace panties to wear over my cage and under my shorts for our trip to the bar. She informed me then that i would be wearing them during the ceremony, which confirmed in my mind that i would also be wearing my cage during the ceremony. I'll be honest, i was not-so-secretly hoping that Mistress would have me wear my glass butt plug as well. After putting on the panties and allowing Mistress to see me before I got dressed, she walked over to me and rubbed my caged cock through the lace material. It strained to become erect but alas, it was going to happen. She then whispered ..... "you want to wear your plug during the ceremony, don't you pet?" I responded quickly and eagerly with a "YES". She said "we'll see. now get dressed"
We met our officiant in the bar and she was a tiny bit nervous because this was the first "one of these" she had ever done and even though we had talked through the ceremony several, she still wasn't quite sure what to expect. We'd have a cocktail or too, have some lovely food, chat awhile, get to know each other way, way, way better, and to ask and answer any questions any of us may have had. She joined us and we had a lovely time. She is such a nice lady and for someone that was almost literally a complete stranger, she made us feel completely at home and soon we were chatting openly about the most intimate aspects of our relationship. She even asked for some advice on how to get her husband to be more attentive. I offered 4 words ..... "Orgasm Control and Punishments". We all giggled but we also acknowledged that it was advice and not a joke.
Soon we retired to our suite to prepare for and have our ceremony ................. (to be continued)
Thursday, October 16, 2014
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:
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!
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!
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Bucket List
Mistress K. and I were talking night about our relationship. I had told that I was giddy and nervous about our upcoming ceremony, but all in a good way. About how I was truly eager to be able to memorialize my commitment and devotion in a ceremony of vows.
I also mentioned to her that it was a shame that society is such that we can't openly demonstrate our relationship. Of course we could choose to do, but with comes certain societal ramifications that Mistress and I are not ready to impose on our family, friends or each other. With that in mind, I mentioned to her that I felt hat our situation was very much like someone that gay and was in a constant internal struggle with wanting to "come out".
Anyway, it got me to thinking, what are some of the things that are FLM related that I would go on a bucket list, if I were able to create one? What would be some of the things you might put on a bucket list of your own? I'm certain there will several things (some specific) that I would/will add to a bucket list of my own, but I'll start off with this:
I'd like to be in an environment that Mistress and I could absolutely open with our relationship without fear of the usual societal concerns. Even if it was for a weekend.
How about you?
I also mentioned to her that it was a shame that society is such that we can't openly demonstrate our relationship. Of course we could choose to do, but with comes certain societal ramifications that Mistress and I are not ready to impose on our family, friends or each other. With that in mind, I mentioned to her that I felt hat our situation was very much like someone that gay and was in a constant internal struggle with wanting to "come out".
Anyway, it got me to thinking, what are some of the things that are FLM related that I would go on a bucket list, if I were able to create one? What would be some of the things you might put on a bucket list of your own? I'm certain there will several things (some specific) that I would/will add to a bucket list of my own, but I'll start off with this:
I'd like to be in an environment that Mistress and I could absolutely open with our relationship without fear of the usual societal concerns. Even if it was for a weekend.
How about you?
Wednesday, October 8, 2014
The Paddle and the Plug
this morning after showering, shaving and otherwise being ready to get dressed for work, I approached Mistress as I usually do to inform her that I was prepared to dress for work. I also had a particularly good shave of my cock, balls and bottom this morning, so I kind of wanted to show it off for her. The time was 7:30am. 30 minutes later would have been the expiration of the most 48 hour notice of a punishment that was intended for me for a stupid, stupid, stupid infraction that occurred on Monday morning. I did not prepare and deliver Mistress' coffee.
Mistress told me that I would be wearing my glass plug day and was prepared to dismiss me to insert it and get dressed.
As I am obligated to do, I informed Mistress that the 48 hour period for which receiving my mandatory spanking was about to expire. Without hesitation, Mistress acknowledged that indeed that was the case, and that she was proud of me for not allowing another infraction to occur by not informing her. She also informed me that only one of my pending punishments would be administered that morning. The other punishment was because I did not have her glass of wine prepared for her when she arrived home from running an errand ... something she had specifically instructed me to do before she left. She then instructed me to go get her paddle, go lie on the bed with it and wait for her. She said she expected to find that my plug was already inserted when she arrived to administer my spanking.
Mistress walked into the bedroom and found me naked, laying on the bed face down with the pink paddle laying across my bottom for her to use.
She administered the punishment while expertly admonishing me for being forgetful and inattentive to her daily needs. She spanked me good. Not as hard as some of my recent punishment spankings (nor as hard as the "playful" one she gave me when she returned that wonderful Friday after drinking with her friends), but let's just say that I knew I was getting spanked.
As I receive my spankings, I am trying to become better at not reacting to the sting of the paddle as much so as to not put Mistress K. in a position of having to wrongly be concerned about whether or not she is spanking too hard. It's a goal of mine for Mistress to only have to decide on how hard and how long my spankings should based on all factors other than my willingness or ability to take what she is giving.
When she was done, she told me to lay on my side and she came in and lay herself beside me, spooning me and rubbing my freshly reddened bottom. it was the first time our aftercare was like that and it was wonderful. i did not want to leave and I found myself wanting to be swallowed up inside her. When she said it was time to get up, I asked her if I could lay on top of her, insert my cock inside of while i stared into her eyes. "I promise, just slide it in and no pumping", I said. She said no. I asked then if I could lay on her and look into her eyes for a few minutes while she remained fully clothed and she said yes! Yay! I love moments like those!
A few minutes later she told me to get up because she had to go to the bathroom. I got right up, stood next to the bed and watched rise from it. When she started toward the bathroom I wanted to follow her like a puppy but she told me top get dressed. Get dressed is exactly what I did.
The next punishment time is unknown. Mistress did not place a "48 hour" tag to the infraction of not having her wine ready. I think it would be best however to inform Mistress that the 48 hour period for that is expiring this evening, in case she believes she did make it a 48 hour notice.
Shit, you'd think I would learn. Guh! I really do not like it when i earn a punishment spanking. Yes, the spanking hurts but worse, I have disappointed Mistress K.
Mistress told me that I would be wearing my glass plug day and was prepared to dismiss me to insert it and get dressed.
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As I am obligated to do, I informed Mistress that the 48 hour period for which receiving my mandatory spanking was about to expire. Without hesitation, Mistress acknowledged that indeed that was the case, and that she was proud of me for not allowing another infraction to occur by not informing her. She also informed me that only one of my pending punishments would be administered that morning. The other punishment was because I did not have her glass of wine prepared for her when she arrived home from running an errand ... something she had specifically instructed me to do before she left. She then instructed me to go get her paddle, go lie on the bed with it and wait for her. She said she expected to find that my plug was already inserted when she arrived to administer my spanking.
Mistress walked into the bedroom and found me naked, laying on the bed face down with the pink paddle laying across my bottom for her to use.
*** picture removed to comply with Blogger's new rules ***
She administered the punishment while expertly admonishing me for being forgetful and inattentive to her daily needs. She spanked me good. Not as hard as some of my recent punishment spankings (nor as hard as the "playful" one she gave me when she returned that wonderful Friday after drinking with her friends), but let's just say that I knew I was getting spanked.
As I receive my spankings, I am trying to become better at not reacting to the sting of the paddle as much so as to not put Mistress K. in a position of having to wrongly be concerned about whether or not she is spanking too hard. It's a goal of mine for Mistress to only have to decide on how hard and how long my spankings should based on all factors other than my willingness or ability to take what she is giving.
When she was done, she told me to lay on my side and she came in and lay herself beside me, spooning me and rubbing my freshly reddened bottom. it was the first time our aftercare was like that and it was wonderful. i did not want to leave and I found myself wanting to be swallowed up inside her. When she said it was time to get up, I asked her if I could lay on top of her, insert my cock inside of while i stared into her eyes. "I promise, just slide it in and no pumping", I said. She said no. I asked then if I could lay on her and look into her eyes for a few minutes while she remained fully clothed and she said yes! Yay! I love moments like those!
A few minutes later she told me to get up because she had to go to the bathroom. I got right up, stood next to the bed and watched rise from it. When she started toward the bathroom I wanted to follow her like a puppy but she told me top get dressed. Get dressed is exactly what I did.
The next punishment time is unknown. Mistress did not place a "48 hour" tag to the infraction of not having her wine ready. I think it would be best however to inform Mistress that the 48 hour period for that is expiring this evening, in case she believes she did make it a 48 hour notice.
Shit, you'd think I would learn. Guh! I really do not like it when i earn a punishment spanking. Yes, the spanking hurts but worse, I have disappointed Mistress K.
Saturday, September 27, 2014
Don't forget the coffee
Submissives everywhere ..... do what you are told. Having her coffee ready when she wakes in the morning is not that difficult.
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That particular wooden spoon is like a cane. Especially when Mistress concentrates on 2 small areas. It's hard to see but I am also wearing my glass plug.
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