She's Never Gone There Before, Even In Jest

 

I did tell her exactly that.  In fact I begged her ... and so now, I'm always locked, and the even rarer chances I get to cum are exclusively in my cage.  

I've talked before about how my focus of sexual desire has transferred from my cock to my ass-pussy since being permanently caged.  It took about 2 or 3 months from the beginning for this to occur, and that was 6 months ago.  As a result, I've evolved into a bit of a wanton slut.  I beg for her cock, her fingers, and yes, even her tongue.

Since then, except for a glorious, ruined orgasm I was allowed after a glorious soaking session (here), any orgasm I am or will be allowed, will be while caged, which, in effect, renders them all ruined orgasms.  

This, according to the new rule Mistress K. made shortly after she discovered that I could cum in my cage.  When implementing the cum-only-hen-caged rule, Mistress did say that if I can cum from being fucked in the ass, I could.  I still need to ask for permission, but the answer will be yes, she said.

She'll be the first to admit, Mistress K. enjoys it when I beg for sexy things from her.  I'm not kidding when I tell her that I am "trying to earn her cock" every time she praises me for being a good boy.  

It's been a minute since I was properly fucked by my Wife, so I've been begging a bit lately.  

Well ... yes!  That's what a cock-hungry slave husband does, right?

Anyway ... "She's Never Gone There."  What do I mean?  I mean she has never gone in the direction of ANYTHING resembling having another man involved in our sex.  In any fashion!  In fact, she's gone so far as to tell me that she does not even want to discuss things that many other WLM couples routinely do.  Like cum eating or even cuckolding.  She has been steadfast against any of it.

That is why what she told me this morning shocked me.  I was speechless.  She was in her car on her way to the office and we were talking on the phone.  After we almost concluded our conversation about vanilla stuff, she asked me what I was doing.  

Jokingly, I told her I was about to strap her cock to a chair and sit on it.  Without hesitation, she said, "If you do that, I will force-feed you real cock and make you swallow his cum!" Then said, "Have a nice day." and hung up the phone.  Very matter of fact.  Should I read into this? She's never gone there.  Even in jest.

Mistresses Can Feel Guilty About Being Selfish

Every Wife Led Marriage evolves.  It doesn't matter if it started at his request or hers, they all have a starting point, and if the journey is successful, both the husband but especially the Wife, live a life of bliss and joy together.  

At the beginning of our beautiful WLM journey, Mistress K. was still finding her stride when it came to being a Dominant Wife.  She very easily understood the intellectual concept behind adopting and living in a WLM, and all of the obvious benefits that could (and did) come from it, but it went against her instincts to be "selfish" when it came to me.  

We went from her allowing me to orgasm nearly every time I begged for it, light, barely there spankings for actual punishment, and me being caged very rarely (1 or 2 times a year and only for a few hours or overnight), and then it was only for "serious" punishment.  All of those were like for a variety of reasons, most of them stemming from her concern about my state of mind and fear that I was feeling deprived.

Now?  Now mostly am never allowed to orgasm if I beg, when she spanks me for punishment, it fucking hurts, and I am permanently caged and has zero hesitation demanding from me the things she once thought were selfish.  On the rare occasion where I am allowed an orgasm, it is always while I remain caged, rendering each of them a ruined orgasm.  As a result, our love for each other has never been deeper, our sex life has never been more satisfying and most importantly she genuinely lives a beautiful, blissful, contented life, partly because of her slave husband.  All I ever want for her is a blissful existence, and she lives one. 

Recently I came across a comment on a thread post that is a response to an inquiry and explains the phenomenon of an initially hesitant Dominant Wife.  It comes from my friend @AllAboutHer in a thread he started some time ago called  "My journey has been accelerating", on one of my favorite sites, Evolving Your Man, owned and operated by another friend, the beautiful and talented Miss Emma.  With permission from the author, I'd like to share that passage with you now:

Posted by: @lovemypet  

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In the meantime, do you have suggestions for how the woman in an FLR can get past the deep seeded (cultural I believe) duty of always looking to pleasure/satisfy the man without much regard to ourselves?

Reply by:  @allAboutHer

If you believe your woman intellectually accepts the idea of your relationship being woman centered rather than male centered, but still has to contend with deep-seated conditioning and inhibitions, my opinion is that the key is consistency in word, and especially action, on your part.  I took it as my job to normalize this new way of being for her.  My wife has said to me several times that it was really smart for me to set the conditions where she could comfortably asset her dominance rather than expect her to change at the snap of a finger.  This allowed her to come to it gradually, in her own time, by developing new habits and letting go of old ones.  It was much more of an evolution than a revolution.

When it is appropriate, I will remind her that we BOTH like her being in control and we are both pursuing a mutual goal.

I think it was also helpful that I avoided confusion by explaining that I wasn’t proposing a mere shift in balance away from my sexual pleasure to hers.  I proposed an entirely different paradigm where the SOLE purpose of sex in our relationship is her pleasure and this extends to the point that she literally owns my orgasms.  

Slowly, we have progressed to the point where I think we are finally confronting the final vestiges of her wanting to show some deference to my pleasure.  We actually had a great conversation about this the other morning when we were being intimate.  She started the topic of conversation by expressly acknowledging that she loves and appreciates the fact that owns my orgasms, but feels that once she has decided to permit me one, I must have a preference for how she allows it. “What do you like most?  Coming inside me?  When I use my hand?” She asked me.  

“I promise I am not trying to be difficult, but my preference truly is what brings you joy in the moment.  If I know you want to feel me coming inside you, or if you want to watch my cum while you use your hand or instruct me to jerk off for you, or you want to feel the ‘wicked pleasure’ of denying me, then that is what makes it ‘best’ for me.”  

She still seemed a little incredulous.  Then it occurred to me that I had objective evidence to offer. “Don’t you agree that my orgasms, when you permit them, are much more powerful than they used to be before we agreed that sex is for your pleasure?” I asked.

”Oh, absolutely. But isn’t that just from build up because they are less frequent?” she replied.

”Not really,” I said.  “It is because my orgasms are now so much more between my ears than in my penis.  And I know you get that.  How else would you explain the fact that you had an orgasm the other day without being touched simply from teasing and denying me.  That was really hot, by the way,” I added.

She asked me to open my sex tracker app so she could look at the data I have been collecting.  We compared the data from the first few months, when our FLR was new, with the data from the last few months.  The emergence of her preferences was abundantly clear.  In the early records, my orgasms were much more frequent and they substantially outnumbered denials.  Back then it was common for me to cum inside her during PIV.  She also occasionally instructed me to “take her” in a dominant fashion.  

As things are now, she prefers to allow me cum inside her about once a month, at most, and it has been more than a year and a half since she wanted me to “take her.”  My number of orgasms has easily been reduced by 50% and they are substantially exceeded by the number of denials.  The ratio of our orgasms had gone from 3 to 1 in my favor, to 3 to 1 in her favor, to the “new normal” of five orgasms for her for each one I have.

So, in a nutshell: patience, consistency, and communication.

I Really Want Your Cock

 

After a nice holiday dinner out with friends, where the wine and cocktails were flowing, Mistress K. and I arrived home around 10:30.  On the drive home, Mistress said "You'll be fine. When we get home, you will remove your clothes, you will insert your butt plug and you will put on your strapon, and you're going to fuck me.  This was just seconds after I had told her that I was having a 'grumbly tummy' from the wine and the rich food.  I knew right then that the "you'll be fine" meant I had better find a way to answer the bell.  My immediate response, of course, was "Of course Mistress".  

Once in the house I got busy getting everything ready.  Mistress was wanting to be fucked and fucked good.  A little splash of cold water on my face and I was ready to meet the challenge.  I was still dressed in the bedroom, gathering the equipment I was ordered to use, when she walked into the room.  "Hmmm, I see you are not properly prepared", she said.  "Put everything in your hands on the dresser and get undressed, right now!"

She turned me toward the bed, walked me over, and bent over the bed.  She proceeded to paddle my bottom with the most ferocious paddle she had.  It's a plastic pickleball paddle and it hurts like fuck!

When Mistress K. has had a few drinks, not only does she get really horny, but she can get a tiny bit sadistic.  She has deep desire to inflict and sometimes, feel pain.  She had a few drinks.  She paddled my ass with purpose ... and it hurt like fuck!

She bent over to whisper in my ear, and while rubbing my freshly paddled bottom, she said "I changed my mind about your butt plug.  You won't need it.  I've decided instead that one of my 'boyfriends' is going to fuck you tonight.  Her boyfriends are the various dildos she can choose from for me to wear in the strappy harness.  "Go over and pick out the one you want to fuck you."  There are five of them.  I picked the smallest one pictured above and handed it to her.  She spun back around to the bed, bent me over the edge, used her feet to kick my ankles apart, and said "don't move".  With one of her boyfriends in hand, she disappeared into the bathroom.  When she returned, she smeared cold lube all over my man pussy, pressed the tip of her boyfriend's cock at my opening, and eased it inside.  

She was fucking me with her boyfriend-cock held firmly in her hand. I was able to accommodate her cock and in no time, I was feeling like a cock-hungry slut getting railed by a nice cock.  Falling deeper and deeper into subspace, wondering if she was going to fuck me until I was able to cum in my cage.  I didn't.  After a good 15-20 minutes, she stopped, took my hand, and placed it on the cock in my ass, balls deep (this model of her boyfriend had balls too), and said "Do not let that fall out."  

She was ready to be the one getting fucked.  She handed to me and helped me into a pair of red thong panties to help keep the cock in my ass from falling out.  She helped me get the strapon on and affixed it securely over my cage and went to the bed and got on all fours.  "Come here and fucked your Mistress."

I fucked her hard and long until she was worn out.  All the while she kept asking me how it felt to have a cock in my ass, balls deep, while she was having orgasm after orgasm.  When she finally had enough, and she was lying there recovering, she called me over and asked me again.  "How did you like having a cock in your ass while you were fucking me?  It was almost like I was fucking you while you were fucking me. I'm really glad I have my different boyfriends.", she said.  I could only respond by telling how amazing she looked being an insatiable slut.  It was amazing.  "I'm glad you enjoyed it.  Now clean all of this up and come to bed."  "Yes Mistress", I said, and "thank you for having me as your slave husband."

Did I cum?  No, but perhaps another time.

By the time I finished cleaning up, she was fast asleep looking like the Goddess Queen she is.