Mistress requires that i wear my leather cock-ring with ball splitter. It has been some time since i wore this and now that it is one, it feels like being reunited with a lost friend.
When Mistress left for her workout, She told me that i was to edge myself before leaving for the office. Then, She texted me to tell Her to send Her a picture of my encased cock before my edging, then one after.
i adore Her!!!!
Monday, April 28, 2014
Imagination
Imagination can be a great way to fantasize and escape. It can also allow you to set yourself up for disappointment.
This past weekend, Mistress and i were busy, busy, busy with family/kid activities that went in separate directions and caused U/us to pass each other like ships in the night. Private moments were fleeting and few and far between. Yesterday afternoon the whole family finally was able to re-gather at home and settle in for a Sunday night together. Naturally, my thoughts went to being able to be with Mistress and even more so, i had the hope that Mistress might want to catch up on lost time.
Then she said it ........ "I think I'll edge you tonight!"
That's when my imagination went into overdrive. Did She mean that after the kids were in bed, She would expect me to be freshly showered, freshly shaved and my body prepared for Her to use, abuse, tease and deny all night? Who knew, but that's what i was going with. my imagination was fueled by the recent comment/warning from Mistress that i was going to be thoroughly pegged in the next few days, as She was currently being visited by Her monthly friend. But alas, it was not meant to be.
During the day, Mistress had been exposed to the sun a lot. She used sun block everywhere .... except on Her beautiful legs (She forgot). A a result, Her legs were paining! my thoughts now turned to the likely prospect that my little hopes of being included the prospect that She would have no interest in anything other than tending to Her aching legs.
As i was laying on the couch, about to settle in to Baseball Tonight on ESPN, i was suddenly summoned from the doorway of the hall bath. "Come here, now!", or words to that effect. I walked over to Her standing in the hall and was going to seductively kiss Her and cuddle with Her but instead, She pointed into the bathroom and i entered. She closed the door and locked it behind Her. She placed my hands on the counter and with a guilty conscious immediately panicked (well not really panicked) because i thought i was about to be punished. She immediately pulled my shorts to my ankles when i asked "what did i do"? "Nothing" She said. She put lotion in Her hand and immediately started stroking my/Her flaccid cock. Within 10 seconds it was hard as a rock.
For what seemed like several minutes (probably more like one), i locked eyes at my beautiful Mistress in the mirror while she expertly stroked my cock. It was glorious. All of a sudden the urge to come was RAPIDLY approaching and i let Her know and She said that i was not allowed to ejaculate. She stopped and used Her slippery hands to caress my balls while my purple-headed cock struggled mightily not to lose it's cargo. She brought me to the edge one more time and this time when She let go, She simply turned and walked out of the room.
After a few minutes, i composed myself and returned the house where the family was. I walked over to Her and kissed Her and said thank You! It left me with hope that She had bigger plans in mind for the evening. When i woke up on the couch at 2am, i realized it wasn't going to happen. W/we were both so very tired and so when She went to watch The Good Wife in bed and i stayed to watch Sports Center on the couch, well that settles that.
i love her so much!
This past weekend, Mistress and i were busy, busy, busy with family/kid activities that went in separate directions and caused U/us to pass each other like ships in the night. Private moments were fleeting and few and far between. Yesterday afternoon the whole family finally was able to re-gather at home and settle in for a Sunday night together. Naturally, my thoughts went to being able to be with Mistress and even more so, i had the hope that Mistress might want to catch up on lost time.
Then she said it ........ "I think I'll edge you tonight!"
That's when my imagination went into overdrive. Did She mean that after the kids were in bed, She would expect me to be freshly showered, freshly shaved and my body prepared for Her to use, abuse, tease and deny all night? Who knew, but that's what i was going with. my imagination was fueled by the recent comment/warning from Mistress that i was going to be thoroughly pegged in the next few days, as She was currently being visited by Her monthly friend. But alas, it was not meant to be.
During the day, Mistress had been exposed to the sun a lot. She used sun block everywhere .... except on Her beautiful legs (She forgot). A a result, Her legs were paining! my thoughts now turned to the likely prospect that my little hopes of being included the prospect that She would have no interest in anything other than tending to Her aching legs.
As i was laying on the couch, about to settle in to Baseball Tonight on ESPN, i was suddenly summoned from the doorway of the hall bath. "Come here, now!", or words to that effect. I walked over to Her standing in the hall and was going to seductively kiss Her and cuddle with Her but instead, She pointed into the bathroom and i entered. She closed the door and locked it behind Her. She placed my hands on the counter and with a guilty conscious immediately panicked (well not really panicked) because i thought i was about to be punished. She immediately pulled my shorts to my ankles when i asked "what did i do"? "Nothing" She said. She put lotion in Her hand and immediately started stroking my/Her flaccid cock. Within 10 seconds it was hard as a rock.
For what seemed like several minutes (probably more like one), i locked eyes at my beautiful Mistress in the mirror while she expertly stroked my cock. It was glorious. All of a sudden the urge to come was RAPIDLY approaching and i let Her know and She said that i was not allowed to ejaculate. She stopped and used Her slippery hands to caress my balls while my purple-headed cock struggled mightily not to lose it's cargo. She brought me to the edge one more time and this time when She let go, She simply turned and walked out of the room.
After a few minutes, i composed myself and returned the house where the family was. I walked over to Her and kissed Her and said thank You! It left me with hope that She had bigger plans in mind for the evening. When i woke up on the couch at 2am, i realized it wasn't going to happen. W/we were both so very tired and so when She went to watch The Good Wife in bed and i stayed to watch Sports Center on the couch, well that settles that.
i love her so much!
Thursday, April 24, 2014
Pegging
It's time has come. This is going to happen.
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Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Texting and Sexting
Sometimes i get inspired. i sometimes find myself going into subspace at the mere thought of the love and devotion that i have for this woman ... this Goddess ... this Mistress ... my Keyholder.
Here is a text exchange W/we had yesterday during of those inspired moments for me:
Her:
Thank you for my pictures lover. You are my pet, I own every part of you, and you are the single most important part of my emotional well-being
Her: (this was supposed to be a picture of sexy, red, Mistress lips. The image did not come through)
I love her!
Here is a text exchange W/we had yesterday during of those inspired moments for me:
Me:
I'm proud to be yours. To live in chastity as you deem
appropriate. For you to own those parts on my body that can be used for sex. To
wear your cage. To wear your panties. To wear your plug. To wear your
harnesses. I adore my Keyholder. I love you my Mistress
Her:
I luv nothing more than a devoted pet!
Me:
I want to be good for you, but by your definition of what
good for you is. I accept and need the punishments I receive from you in
whatever firm you determine necessary, even if that means strong temporary pain
and tears. Your punishments help me more than you may know.
Her:
Yes my love
Me:
I am so devoted (pictures included)
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Her:
Thank you for my pictures lover. You are my pet, I own every part of you, and you are the single most important part of my emotional well-being
Me: *happy. *yours
Her: (this was supposed to be a picture of sexy, red, Mistress lips. The image did not come through)
I love her!
Sunday, April 20, 2014
It doesn't take much
First of all, Happy Easter to those of you that celebrate it.
Yesterday afternoon, W/we found ourselves alone in the house unexpectedly. Yesterday morning, Mistress told me to wear panties for the day. i chose the small (they are hers) black thong with the sheer panel in the front. She likes to see me in that because She can see my cock strain through the sheer material.
As many of you know, without being told, i am required to be nude when W/we are alone together unless otherwise instructed. On this day She said She wanted to see me in my panties. Later, i was alone on the couch looking at naughty pictures of submissive men being ass-whores (wishing i was one of them), when Mistress came over and wanted to take a nap. She lowered herself on to the couch, laid her head in my lap and ran one of her arms under my leg so her hand could rest on my pantied cock. In order for Her to find comfort enough to nap, i had to spread my legs wide and hold them there.
She napped for about 20 minutes but it was an incredibly wonderful 20 minutes for me. i have been whining about not being touched enough lately and here She was, with her beautiful face resting on my panties cock, Her delicate hand gently cupping my aching balls and i am forced to keep my legs spread in order to give Her the most comfortable place to lay her head. I sat there and wallowed in the joy before me. She didn't tease me (although i so wanted her to). She didn't want anything other than a soft place to lay her beautiful head and rest and it was one of the most amazing 20 minutes i could imagine. When She rose a short time later, She did linger a tiny bit at my balls started to pinch them a bit (I so wanted her to grab me harshly at the base of balls and ____(_fill-in-blank-here___)____), but alas, it wasn't to be.
Later last night, W/we entertained Her relatives that are visiting from out of town. After everyone left, i was lying on the couch watching Sports Center when Mistress decided it was bedtime for me. She called out to me and told me it was time for me to come to bed. i turned everything of, secured the house and then went into the bedroom where She was all curled up in bed. i walked over to Her side of the bed to remove my clothes. I will strip down to my panties (when wearing panties), pause and then symbolically, almost ceremoniously lower them like a little slut girl, while She witnesses. Only when i am naked after that am i willing to enter bed for sleep.
All it took was the contact of my body to My Mistress for those 20 minutes. It doesn't take much.
Man i love this Woman!
Yesterday afternoon, W/we found ourselves alone in the house unexpectedly. Yesterday morning, Mistress told me to wear panties for the day. i chose the small (they are hers) black thong with the sheer panel in the front. She likes to see me in that because She can see my cock strain through the sheer material.
As many of you know, without being told, i am required to be nude when W/we are alone together unless otherwise instructed. On this day She said She wanted to see me in my panties. Later, i was alone on the couch looking at naughty pictures of submissive men being ass-whores (wishing i was one of them), when Mistress came over and wanted to take a nap. She lowered herself on to the couch, laid her head in my lap and ran one of her arms under my leg so her hand could rest on my pantied cock. In order for Her to find comfort enough to nap, i had to spread my legs wide and hold them there.
She napped for about 20 minutes but it was an incredibly wonderful 20 minutes for me. i have been whining about not being touched enough lately and here She was, with her beautiful face resting on my panties cock, Her delicate hand gently cupping my aching balls and i am forced to keep my legs spread in order to give Her the most comfortable place to lay her head. I sat there and wallowed in the joy before me. She didn't tease me (although i so wanted her to). She didn't want anything other than a soft place to lay her beautiful head and rest and it was one of the most amazing 20 minutes i could imagine. When She rose a short time later, She did linger a tiny bit at my balls started to pinch them a bit (I so wanted her to grab me harshly at the base of balls and ____(_fill-in-blank-here___)____), but alas, it wasn't to be.
Later last night, W/we entertained Her relatives that are visiting from out of town. After everyone left, i was lying on the couch watching Sports Center when Mistress decided it was bedtime for me. She called out to me and told me it was time for me to come to bed. i turned everything of, secured the house and then went into the bedroom where She was all curled up in bed. i walked over to Her side of the bed to remove my clothes. I will strip down to my panties (when wearing panties), pause and then symbolically, almost ceremoniously lower them like a little slut girl, while She witnesses. Only when i am naked after that am i willing to enter bed for sleep.
All it took was the contact of my body to My Mistress for those 20 minutes. It doesn't take much.
Man i love this Woman!
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Milking and Ruined
I seem to be transforming. i am having these incredibly strong desires to have my cum taken from me more and more. Not as a means to orgasm or pleasure, but rather to have Mistress decide that Ishould not be holding cum in my body. Of course that means from either milking or from ruined orgasm. Both of which have been on my mind a great deal lately and i can't figure out where that is coming from. i'm not concerned or complaining, it's just something new for me. Maybe it is just a natural progression as i continue my journey into deep submission and servitude to my Mistress Wife.
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I love her!!!!
Friday, April 18, 2014
Sexy is as sexy does
I know that for me, the biggest hurdle I needed to get over when revealing my desire to live a WLM to my wife for the first time was the idea that somehow she would perceive me as being less of a man. I had no desire to be permanently turned into a feminized sissy slut (although role playing that would be cool if it were something that Mistress wanted) or to be reduced to a shriveling puddle of former male nothingness. What I wanted to be able to do was to deliver my gift of total devotion to my wife in the form of total surrender. I had no desire to submit to all females just because they are female. For me, I don't believe any one class of people is worthy of the gift of submission simply because they are, say, female. I chose to give the gift of my submission, the use and ownership of sex, my body and my devotion in service to one person ... My Wife because I loved her, I admired her, I thought she was one the most intelligent people I ever knew ... and there was something else .. what was it? .... oh yeah, that beautiful face, sexy-as-fuck ass and gorgeous body that I so love to worship. It wasn't because she was a woman. It was because she is the one I love, trust, admire and am devoted to the most. Who she is, and the depth of the relationship we share is what I believe actually allowed me to find the comfort to recognize the submissive feelings I have always had, and do so in such a way that would allow me the offer the gift of submission to her. I thank the heaven and stars every day that she accepted that gift.
Like everyone, I know plenty of females that are absolute dip shits. There is no way in hell that I would desire to truly submit to a dip shit, unless it was in the context of a scene that was at the direction and discretion and under the supervision of my Mistress. Like everyone, I also know plenty of females that are as incredibly reasonable, logical, smart, strong and as much of a leader as any man. In the realm of FemDomme/FLR/FLM, Blog-o-sphere, some of those women that I have had the pleasure to come across in blog-ville are named:
Kathy - http://femdom101.blogspot.com/
The Suburban Domme - http://thesuburbandomme.com/
Erica Scott - http://ericascottlls.blogspot.com/.
Kat X - http://shewhomakestherules.blogspot.com/
There are others that are as sexy, strong, beautiful, interesting and compelling. They are REAL!!! I chose to single these three out here because they tend to speak frequently and eloquently on the subject of the perception of Femdomme and associated BDSM aspects of FemDomerry. They are four different women that share something common. Their ability to define for themselves how their lives are and should be led, and the ability to write about it makes them 4 of the sexiest women I have never met. Heck, three of them I haven't even seen a picture of. If you aren't already, I encourage you to become readers and followers of their blogs.
I know for me, in all other aspects of my life I am dominant. Business, social, with the fellas, sports ....... you name it. There is only one person on this planet that I willingly, lovingly and without hesitation give my gift of submission and servitude. Only one person I would allow, no encourage to strip me naked, position me and blister my bare ass as punishment and a course of correction for behavior that she didn't like (or for any other reason for that matter). Only one person that I want to tell me when or if I am allowed to orgasm. Only one person that I give complete control and ownership of every and part of my body that can provide sexual pleasure for her. Of course that is my Mistress Wife. In my intimate time with her, I am able to bask in the joy of submission to her and not equate it some other person's measure of being a man. She could have me dresses in bra, panties, lingerie etc. and have a rubber she-cock going in and out of my ass (mmm, that sounds like it would be fun), and it wouldn't change who I am as a man to the rest of the world. I know there are people that want to live submissively to one gender, or one race, or one group of individuals, and more power to them. For me though, submission without the intellectual admiration of the dominant is just not possible.
More important than any of the that is that the type and amount of love from which my relationship with my Mistress began.
I so enjoying reading about the lives of others in the D/s lifestyle. I truly do enjoy each and every follower and get a genuine excitement every time I get notified that someone I am following has a new post. Thank you all for being included in the part of my life that I only get to participate in here and alone with my Mistress.
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