Early Christmas Present

I did some Christmas shopping yesterday.  While I was out I came across this .....

It was in a store that had upscale kitchen items and was in among many other wood utensils.  I bought it for Mistress, and not because she has a shortage of wooden utensils in the kitchen.  It was if it jumped out at me and said "hey buddy, you and I are going to get to know each other very well."  When I went to the counter to pay for it, the middle aged sales lady suggested that I buy the wood oil that is used to preserve it.  She said that after a lot of use in the kitchen, the wood can dry and crack from being used for cooking and washed so often.  I said  "no thanks ... it wasn't going to be used for cooking."  There was obvious innuendo (at least to me) and she smiled just a bit, looked at me for a second, smiled again and continued to ring up my purchase.  I think she had an idea but was simply too gracious to imply anything to a complete stranger.  I thought about telling her what it was going to be used for, but I too am gracious and wouldn't dream of imposing such information on an unsuspecting person.

I gave it Mistress K. immediately upon returning home.  It was a Christmas gift but I didn't want to have to explain to the kids why dad made such a big deal about giving mom a wooden spoon on Christmas morning.

Here is another view:

You'll notice it's curved.  Mistress gave it a "tender, light test run this morning" and was thrilled to discover that the curve of the spoon matched the curve of my behind nicely.  As such, this little gift of love that I gave to my Mistress can deliver two very distinct and different types of ouchy!  I already know from a different wooden spoon that we have that the back side of the curved delivers a concentrate amount of stingy ouchy at the point of impact. 

With the business of the season and other vanilla things taking so much of our waking hours recently, Mistress K. and I have had little time to be together in our natural state.  We both expressed how much we "missed each other" lately and can't wait for the hustle of the season to be over.

Merry Christmas and Happiest of Holidays to all of my dear friends I have made over the past few years.  I can't even begin to tell you how important each one of you is to me, even though we have never met. 

Blue Balls

 

It may sound crazy, but I have the epitome of aching blue balls and I love how it feels!  The dull ache that rests inside my pants is a constant reminder of the object of my emotional, spiritual and lustful desires.

 

On Friday I posted about how Mistress K. instructed me to masturbate to the edge every hour, on the hour, for the entire day.  Right up until bedtime.  I had no idea what, if anything would come of it in the sex play department but I found out as soon as we got into bed.  NOTHING!  Mistress wanted nothing more than for me to cuddle and nuzzle her while she fell quietly to sleep i our marital bed.  I asked if I could have relief then and she quietly said no.  "This is not the time .... now go to sleep "

 

Saturday was a day filled with busy family and parenting stuff, all day and night.  Apart from me walking over to her at various times during the day, to nuzzle in her neck and to tell her that I loved her, there was no physical interaction romantically or sexually.

 

Sunday?  Sunday?  Sunday was quite a bit different.  Mistress awoke about 7:45 in the morning.  When I heard her rise, I scurried to retrieve her coffee as I do every morning.  I handed it her and she was still very bleary eyed and sleepy.  Her long straight red hair was a disheveled tangled mess that half covered her face.  She was wearing her short little nightie that although isn't designed to be sexy but rather comfortable, I think it is sexy as hell.  I held her tight, kisses her face and neck and took in the body aroma that is uniquely her and declared my daily devotion to her.  She then hurried off to the restroom.

 

When she returned, she had shaken off the sleepiness and walked over to me sitting in the chair at the computer and began to kiss my neck.  She reached down and started to rub me through my shorts and gave me my instructions for the day.  She said "beginning at 8 this morning, you are to edge yourself every half hour for the entire day".  She grabbed my face, looked me in the eye and asked me if I understood my instructions.  I said "Yes maam".  "Good boy" and with that she kissed me softly then went to the kitchen to make breakfast for the kids.  She got 5 feet away then returned and said "oh, and you'll be wearing frilly panties all day".  She kissed me again and then left. 

 

EVERY HALF HOUR!!!!!  We went to bed at 10:30 that night.  Some quick math will tell that during the day on Sunday, I brought myself to the edge 29 times.  Yes .... 29 times.  She didn't come right out and say it, but she eluded to the fact that at the end of the day that I would be separated from the fluid that was gathering in my balls.  When we finally got into bed (she had to wake me up from the couch), she turned to me and started kissing me softly and saying what a good boy I was.  She started rubbing my soft cock and in no time i was all revved up in anticipation of, well, I didn't;t actually know, but i was certain it would be something.  Would she just drain me to ease the ache?  Would she stroke me until I couldn't hold it any longer and feign being disappointed that I came without permission?  I was pretty certain that she wasn't going to allow me to enter her because she knew that with all of that edging, I'd go off before I was able to get the whole head in. 

 

She stroked me to the edge 3 or 4 more times to the point i was begging her to allow me to ejaculate.  I wasn't asking to orgasm, I was begging to be drained.  She kissed me softly, held my face and quietly said no.  Now is not the time, and then rolled over and instructed me to cuddle her.  For the next 10 minutes I begged, whimpered, begged some more in desperate hope that she would acquiesce

and allow me to drain my balls.  She would have none of it and finally had to sternly tell me that if she had to say no one more time, I would be punished right then! 

 

Which brings us to today.  This morning, i was noticeably pouty about the fact that I was so frustrated about being denied the previous night.  She made a very subtle warning that this sort of behavior was not going to be tolerated ... at all!  I got the message real quick and apologized for being pouty.  A short time later, after bringing her a fresh cup of coffee and while she was facing the mirror putting on her makeup, I knelt behind her, slowly lifted her nightie and placed tender soft kisses on her gorgeous bottom and thanked her for her strength and for allowing me to be owned by her.  She informed that today I was to edge myself every 90 minutes throughout the day and then she handed me the panties that she wanted me to wear for the day.  I took the panties, said "Yes Mistress" and then thank her before leaving her to finish what she was doing.

 

Being in this state of unbelievably constant state of desire has allowed me to remember that it is not at all about my desire, or whether or not i think i should be allowed to cum, ruined or otherwise.  it is all about her and if having do this makes her happy, then it most certainly makes me happy. 

Milked .......

It was Monday, just like Mistress said it would be.  As I said in my previous post, I had no idea of anything other than Mistress intended to drain me of my semen.  The 9pm hour was approaching and the kids were finally in bed.  Mistress had mentioned earlier in the week that she wanted to trim my body hair.  She sent me to the bathroom and told me to prepare the clippers and myself for some grooming.  Standing naked in the shower, Mistress arrived and began the chore of grooming me.  She trimmed my body hair very, very close ... like using electric clippers without any guard close.  Afterward, I looked at myself I the mirror and I have to admit, I like what I saw.  I've never been one to want to be feminized but with that being said, it did make me feel a bit like a slut, which you may already know, I do enjoy.  Especially now ... on the cusp of being milked by my Mistress ....

(side bar  -  In the middle of writing this post, I received a call from Mistress with instructions to go to her throne in our bedroom, sit there, masturbate for one minute (and DO NOT COME of course), video it and send it to her.   Mission accomplished.

Back tour story.  Mistress instructed me to shower to remove any loose hair.  In the shower I put a fresh shave on the area of my body that is owned by her.  I mean after all, if she was going to be paying close attention to that part of my body, it should at least e freshly groomed as well. When I emerged from the bathroom, Mistress instructed me to get a towel.  She laid it our on the floor at the foot of our bed, then disappeared into our closet telling me lie face up on the towel.  The Aneros milking tool was lying nearby. 

When she returned, she placed a blindfold on me and thus began the process of my milking.

It became clear early on that Mistress intended for this to be a romantic event and proceeded to subject my naked body to all sorts of sensation.  There was tickling, biting, scratching, tender kisses, soft tongue gentle hands and over my body.  Mistress even honored me by taking my cock into her Goddess mouth and pleasure me for several minutes that way.  I always consider it an incredible honor when Mistress will place her mouth anywhere on my body, and especially so when she takes my cock in her mouth.  Yummy. 

Mistress then straightened my left leg fully and secured my left ankle to the bed.  Then, she bound my wrists together and stretched them fully and secured them as well, leaving me fully stretched.  My right leg was left unsecured.  I was to discover shortly that she left it unsecured on purpose in order to be able to raise that leg and paddle my bottom from time to time, which she did several times.  On one occasion, she raised my leg and was paddling me and struck my balls.  It hurt!  She didn't seem to mind and continued with her procedure.  She also produced our flogger and proceeded to flog my exposed, vulnerable body all over, included my now aching balls.  Mistress hadn't shown much interest in the past for CBT but on this occasion seemed to enjoy the moans of pain that were coming from my mouth (which was gagged by this time with out ball gag).  After 30 minutes or so of delicious torture over my body, Mistress liberally applied lube to my ass and gently slide a finger inside.  It was time to get to the task at hand ... the draining of my balls of it's contents.

After a minute or so of her finger, I could feel the hardness of the Aneros at my rear hole.  Mistress slide it quickly but gently and soon my prostate was feeling the full effect of the intruder.  Mistress "primed the pump" by stroking my cock and in no time I was so very close to the edge I felt certain I wasn't going to be able to prevent an ejaculation.  I knew that if I had ejaculated now, without her permission to do so, I'd be subject to a very harsh spanking punishment like the one I received a week or so ago for the very same offense.  It took every ounce of strength I had to prevent an ejaculation.  There was an emission but it only precum.  I was so deep in subspace and lost in the sensations that were happening to me.  Mistress was working the Aneros on my prostate and in no time, the semen just ran from body and was pooling all over my tummy.  There was no controlling it.  It was a completely involuntary expulsion of semen, and there was a ton of it.  There was no orgasm.  None. There wasn't even the kind of slight pleasure that comes from a ruined orgasm.  it was merely the sensation of the fluid leaving my body.  Mistress removed the device from my wanton ass leaving me wanting more.  I just laid there, covered in my own cum while Mistress removed the restraints.  When my limbs were free, Mistress laid with not saying a word.  We just laid there holding each other.  A few minutes later, Mistress instructed me to clean everything up so we could go to bed.

Isn't she the greatest Mistress ever?  Mission accomplished!

The following morning, I was instructed to wear my glass again that day.  I felt the soreness inside my hole all day but it was the kind of soreness that felt wonderful. 

On this morning I asked Mistress permission to ask her to consider something (that's a new rule for us).  She said yes, so I asked her that since she was on her monthly visitor, and since it was the only time of the month that she even consider using her strapon on me, I asked her if she would consider donning her thigh harness that holds her rubber cock, and allow me to ride it while she sat in her throne.

She said she would consider it.  I'm so excite that she is considering it.  I love performing for her this way ..... I hope she says yes!

I'll ask again, isn't she the greatest Mistress Wife ever?

Deep, loving, heavenly sub space

On Sunday morning, Mistress walked over to me on her way out the door to shuttle kids around to their various activities, and she laid the clasp that normally hangs from the drawer that houses her beautiful panties.  It looks just like this:

This clasp normally hangs from the handle of her panty drawer and is used as a non-verbal indicator of the current state of Mistress K.'s domination.  Sort of an on/off switch.  As long as it hangs there, the level of domination is FULL and COMPLETE.  On occasion in the past (pre FLM days), Mistress enjoyed all of the trappings of being the submissive in role play, so she was familiar.  Mistress agreed with me when I suggested it, that just because she was now clearly in charge and the dominant one in our marriage, it doesn't necessarily mean that she should never allow herself to temporarily dabble in the joys of  sexual submission.  If Mistress were to remove the clasp from the handle of her panty drawer, and hang it on the handle of my panty drawer, it is another non-verbal way for Mistress to let me know that she is in desire of temporarily assuming a submissive role sexually.  The idea behind our doing this has mostly to do with wanting to avoid the need for verbal discussion about what she  wants or expects from me in my temporary dominant role.  The only rules to our now temporarily-switched roles are that I am to figure out one my own how to satisfy her temporary submissive desire, without asking, and that she may very well top-from-the-bottom in order to get what she wants.    That's a little background.

It hangs there 99.9999% of the time.  In the past 18 months or so, Mistress has only hung the clasp on my drawer handle once.  Since it is something that never happened before, I just failed to notice on that particular night.  Later she admonished me for not paying enough attention to her desires to not notice.  A short time after that, she began to tease me about how I missed my chance. 

On this past Sunday morning, I was sitting in a chair watching the Masters (golf) on TV when she laid the clasp on my lap.  I asked her way she was handing it to me and not handing it on the handle of my panty drawer, and did it mean .............. you know .... that she was going to be my sub that evening?  She answered with "because last time you were a dork and didn't even notice ... and yes, THAT is what it means, even though it was laying in my lap and not hanging from my panty drawer handle.

By the time the house was quiet, the kids were in bed and the time grew near for her to become my little sex toy (*smile), Mistress had a change of heart, which of course is always her prerogative.  I couldn't hide my disappointment.  I thought she had decided to cancel the festivities for the evening but instead she announced a change of plans.  She no longer wanted to feel the joys of sexual submission.  Instead she wanted to feel the joys of my mouth worshipping her body with soft licks, tender kisses and gentle bites.  It's her favorite thing.  Frankly, it's up there among my very favorite things too.  In the spirit of what was to be, Mistress did tell me that I had no restrictions to access any part of her body, as long she felt that what I was doing felt good to her.  Usually I must ask permission to put my mouth on her pussy or bottom hole.

Yes I was still a little disappointed.  I had all kinds of things I had planned for "my sub" that evening.  Mostly that entailed two things .... Me watching her masturbate to the edge of orgasm then stopping (edging), you know, for my viewing pleasure, and;     Having her kneel in a classic sub position, knees apart, palms up, while I held onto her beautiful little head and fucked her mouth.  I also thought I'd see how far I could take a spanking with her, without crossing the line.  None of those lovely things were meant to be. 

After a short period of worship time, Mistress wanted to orgasm.  She allowed me to get her close with my tongue and as she often does, told me to fuck her so she could have her orgasm with my cock inside of her.  In preparation for what was originally planned this night, I had her favorite large dildo already condom covered and ready for action and it was resting, out of sight, right next to her favorite Hitachi-type vibrator.  When she ordered her pussy to be filled for orgasm, I pulled her to the edge of the bed, handed her the vibrator, pulled my own cock for her beautiful pussy and slowly began to insert her (larger than me) dildo.  She began the process of having one of those, long, slow deep orgasms.  Being allowed to see her have an orgasm is at the pinnacle of joy for me, and this one was especially satisfying for Mistress, and for me.  OMG ...........

After giving Mistress a moment to recover physically, I took a chance that it would be ok climb back on the bed, get between her legs and slip my rock hard cock into her freshly fucked pussy.  With the tip of my ready-to-explode cock at the entrance of her pussy, I locked my eyes on hers and slowly slid inside of her.  It was magic!  All I wanted to do was look into her eyes and at her beautiful face while I slowly entered and moved inside of her.  She whispered to me ...... "do you want to cum tonight?"  and I replied .... "Yes, more than anything in the world other than one".  When she asked what that one things was, I said "the only thing i want more than being able to cum inside of you at this very tender and beautiful moment, is for you to deny me the permission to do so".  She told then that's how it shall it be and that she hoped that didn't change my mind because the decision has been made.  I wasn't cumming that night.

Over the next 20 or so minutes, I very slowly and methodically moved my in and out and around inside of her, while simply enjoying where I was, what I was allowed to doing and the stunning beauty of this beautiful mistress Goddess before me.  I fell comfortably and deep into a sub space that was nothing short of bliss.  I could've stayed there forever, but eventually, Mistress had to pee. 

As an aside, as we lay together in the glorious afterglow, I mentioned to Mistress that I really, really hoped that she would finally end the agony of me having to receive the punishment I am still due for ejaculating without permission.  She immediately said (again) that it shouldn't at all be something that I should be looking forward to, and then left it at that.  My only response to that was what I felt was true in my heart .... "I understand Mistress and I look forward to enduring and receiving whatever punishment of correction that you deem necessary".  With that she smiled, sighed in delight and drifted off to sleep.  And there I was, orgasm denied, punishment still pending, returning from a trip deep into sub space, holding the most beautiful woman in the world as she drifts off to sleep. 

I'm a lucky man.

Wake up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The afterglow

This is not an actual picture of us this morning, but it very well could've been.   

 

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Mistress and I were cuddling in bed.  I was naked, she was still in her jammies.  She was bring me up to speed on all the activities in our regular suburban existence.  Then, she decided she wanted to have and orgasm.  Not surprisingly, I had an erection.  Mistress got up to go to the bathroom and when she returned, she was wearing only her pj tops and was naked on the bottom.  She climbed back into bed and immediately straddled my body and slowly lowered herself onto me and inside of her.  She was rocking back and forth and was got herself right to the very edge of her own orgasm when I informed her that I was right at the edge and that seeing her actually have an orgasm would send me over the edge.  She informed me that I would NOT be cumming this morning, even a ruined orgasm.  She was forced to stop right as we was about to orgasm.  GUH!

 

She hopped off of me and retrieved her favorite vibrator and climbed right back on top of me.  I didn't take long and she had a really good orgasm.  I felt terrible that my inability to avoid orgasm cause her to have to stop.  I really do hate that.  I want to be the kind of dependable lover she can always count on.

 

Coincidently, we were I this very same position, doing the very same thing while she was recovering for her orgasm.  So as to not leave any doubt, I did not have an orgasm, which is how Mistress wanted it.  As such, it is exactly what I wanted too.

 

I love you Mistress!

Orgasms ... and the lack thereof

I will start this post off by saying two things ....  1.  I haven't had a full orgasm since October of last year, with only 3 ruined orgasms since;  and  2.  I am not at all complaining about that fact.

In fact, after our latest incredibly sexy session

(link to it here:  http://subhubphx.blogspot.com/2015/01/i-was-good-boy.html)

while I was telling Mistress K. thank you and that we had been to a couple places together that we hadn't been to before, I made the comment that although my orgasms are now few and far between during the past 18 months or so, the sex I have been lucky enough to be allowed to have has been beyond incredible.  I've been thinking about this ever since we discussed it.  Thinking about how unlikely it is that I would ever be able to explain to someone outside the realm of understanding the basic dynamics of a FLM, what an incredible and sexually satisfying ride it has been.  They'd never believe it .... because they wouldn't be able to.  My beautiful, skilled Mistress Wife seems to know exactly when her devoted, submissive husband should be allowed (or required) to orgasm, be it ruined or full.  In fact, Mistress K. was so in tuned to having conditioned me to restricted orgasm that when we were in the hottest part of our recent incredible sex, Mistress warned me that she was going to ruin me that day.  there was no asking, no negotiating, just a statement of fact from my Mistress of how my sex was going to conclude.

 

Have I mentioned before that I love ruined orgasms?  yeah, I'm pretty sure I have.

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I guess to illustrate my feelings about this, here I am writing a post about how my orgasms are so few and far between .... and .... I'm hard as a rock.  Makes me really want to ................

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Or ........

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It's a little more incredible and less satisfying of a ruined orgasm when Mistress takes me there with ZERO direct stimulation to my penis.  I wonder what it's like to entirely own the sex of someone that you love and lust for so deeply.  I'm hoping it's as incredible as having someone that you love and lust for deeply, owning it completely.

I love you Mistress.

I was a good boy

You may remember that Mistress had said that I was due to be rewarded for some exceptionally good behavior recently.  Well, the reward came in the form of Friday morning alone time .... and it was memorable.  On this incredible morning, we would venture into areas sexually that we hadn't necessarily been before, and in my mind, we officially and lovingly consummated our collaring ceremony.  In this post I will not go into as much detail about what we did sexually as I usually do, because I'm trying to make my posts shorter and easier to consume. 

One of the things we did was what a mounted to a simulated cuck session.  Mistress was laying on her back and was enjoying my worshipping of her when all of a sudden she told me to "go get something to put in (her) pussy".  I returned with one of our recently purchased suction cup dildos.  She did something she has never done before .... without hesitation she said "suck it to get it wet".  Without hesitation, I did what I was told.  After using the dildo on her and licking her for a while, she stopped and told me to get the other suction cup dildo and attach it to the cabinet in the kitchen so she could fuck it.  Again, I did as I was told when she told me to lubricate this dildo with my mouth while it was attached to the cabinet, waiting for Mistress' pussy to come and swallow it.  Mistress eased herself back to it and I guided this "other" cock into her while she let out a soft moan.  Mistress then instructed me to lay underneath her so I could suck her breasts while she was fucking the wall.  Then she had me slide down to her pussy.  She wanted me to lick her clitoris while she was being filled put there was no way to get my head in there to do that.   Instead, she had me rub her clit with my fingers while she found her way to a massive orgasm.  While laying on the ground under her, assisting her in her orgasm, she would expertly touch my body everywhere except my cock and ball, which where aching so badly to be touched. 

When she recovered from her orgasm, she simply said "put my strap-on on me".   Which I did in rapid fashion.  With her harness in place, she laid on her back and simply said  .... "come sit on my cock".  It was amazing. I lowered myself onto it and just rocked myself for what seemed like forever.  I was looking into her eyes and she was looking right back.  I was mesmerized.  She said "you know I am going to ruin you today".  I was so much in love, so much in sub space and so much appreciative of being married to and the submissive of this gorgeous woman.  I didn't want the moment to end, but of course it did eventually. 

Before it did, Mistress turned me onto my fuck, reinserted her cock into me and started stroking my cock to cause the ruined orgasm to happen.  It was amazing.  I was brought right to the very edge of orgasm and she abandoned all stimulation.  At first I thought that maybe I wasn't close enough to the edge .... but then I thought about what was happening to me (looking at Mistress above my open and spread legs, with her cock in me) and in no time, what felt like tons of semen started pumping out of me and onto my belly.

Like I said it was an incredible, intimate session.  In our afterglow, I mentioned to Mistress that I was taking to depths of submission that I had never been to before, and that we had dome some things that we had never done before.  Her having me lubricate her rubber cock by sucking it and her basically cucking me with the nice suction cup dildo lover of hers.  After I was all dressed and on my way to the office to start my business day, I actually used the word with Mistress  I said "you cucked me in there with that dildo".  She was still laying in bed and said simply while smiling ... "yeah, I did, didn't I?  Have a nice day at work".  A look of cautious wonder came over my face as I smiled, kissed her goodbye and walked to my car.  Is she ..........?  Nah.

The Encrypto Virus is a nasty thing

Yep ..... I had it, and it's a nasty thing.  Let me just say thank goodness for Carbonite.

It's the main reason I've been away for a while.  that and the fact that I went on a nice 4 day fishing trip with the fellas.  

I've missed you all while I was gone and can't wait to get all caught up on all of your adventures.  Not much new going on in my world, other than I already fucked up after coming home from my trip by leaving for work with dirty dishes in the sink.   Damn it!

As an aside, Mistress has told me to pay attention to the handle on my underwear drawer.  That's the place that would indicate that Mistress desires to temporarily reverse our roles so that she too can experience the unmitigated joy of sexual surrender and servitude.   In other words, she will submit to me ...... albeit in an acknowledged temporary manner and with previously decided boundries (by her) in place.  If I am lucky enough to play the Dom role with her, I'm certain there will still be a moratorium on cumming for me. 

Glad to back everyone.  "Talk" to y'all soon I hope.

S.H.I.P.

The day I was Collared - part 2

..........  Once we arrived back at our beautiful suite, all three of us could feel the excitement building.  I might even be able to call it nervousness.  I know I was getting a bit nervous, but not at all in a bad way.  I had been looking forward to this day ever since we decided we were going to do it 9 months ago.  Our officiant seemed a little nervous as well.  Although she was fully aware of the nature of our ceremony and what it all meant, and although she had been very excited in anticipation as well, this was going to be the first time she had ever presided over a vows renewal ceremony that was meant to memorialize the official union of a Dominant and a submissive. 

We walked around the suite together, giving her a tour and explaining where in the room that we thought would be the place that would serve as the altar.  She agreed and after a few minutes, Mistress K. and I retreated to the separate bedroom to dress for our ceremony.  Mistress had decided that I would wear the cock cage that I was wearing, the pretty lace black panties that I was wearing and a pair of black, silk boxers that she had purchase specifically for the ceremony.  She supervised me getting dressed and then excused me from the room to go and keep our officiant company while she dressed herself in private.  At that point I had no idea what, if anything, she was planning on wearing.  Nor did i know to what extent Mistress was going to reveal to our officiant what I was required to wear under my silk boxers.  Frankly, if i were to be honest, I was hopeful at this point that Mistress was going to have me remove my boxers in order to openly display the pretty panties I was wearing, and then even have me remove those as well in order to be able to display the cage that imprisoned my cock.  I was deep into subspace at this time as was allowing my imagination to run free.  I even went so far in my imagination as to hope that Mistress was going to have me insert my glass butt plug as an integral part of our ceremony.  In my mind, the implied symbolism was obvious so, you know, it made sense to me.  A boy can dream right?  Being revealed in that manner of dress (or undress if you will) has been and will be a fantasy of mine, especially in a manner that calls for my direction demonstration of my commitment, love and dediction to my beloved Mistress.  That being said, I didn't really believe that those things would become a reality because I know that Mistress is a very private, very discrete Mistress, and feels very strongly that our intimate moments are just that  -  private. 

I was standing alongside the officiant wearing only my cage, my black lace panties and my silk boxers, talking about, oh the "weather".  I wanted so bad to tell her what I was wearing underneath but instinctively knew that it would in direct violation of what Mistress K. would've wanted me to do.  Hence the conversation about the "weather".  About 10 minutes, the door to the bedroom opened.  I was standing there fully immersed in my sub space, eagerly awaiting the opportunity for my beautiful wife to stand next to me and accept my vows of loyal, devotion and submission, and filling the doorway was a vision beauty, grace and awesomeness that literally made me gasp in excitement.  She was stunning.

She was wearing sheer, black thigh-high stockings held in place by a beautiful garter belt and clasps.  She was wearing very tall, black high heels that had jewel incrusted straps that went around her ankles.  She was wearing a pair of panties that I had never seen before and that matched her outfit impeccably and were so incredibly sexy.  She wore a beautiful black bra with lace trim that held her beautiful breasts perfectly.   Her red hair was brushed and laid beautifully straight over her shoulders and down her in the fashion she knew I loved the most.  Her make-up stunning and her lips red, she strode toward me and our officiant.  Even our officiant made a reactive comment about how stunning this Goddess was at that moment. 

She came to and we began the ceremony.  The officiant read from her script, which beautifully written and very apropos to our devotion and our lifestyle.  It was beautiful.  The we came to the part where we exchanged our own vows and revealed them to each other for the first time.  A beautiful thing the officiant did in her script was to ask Mistress two questions before i would give her my vows.  First, did she want to allow me, as a submissive, to participate in a ceremony that would culminate in the ownership of me by her.  She said yes.  Then she asked Mistress K. if she would be willing to listen to and consideration vows and declaration of my love and devotion to her, before I was allowed to begin. 

 

Sidebar .... when it came time for Mistress to give me her vows, no such consideration of my acceptance was considered.  I loved that.

 

Once Mistress had agreed to allow me to make my vows, I kneeled before her and handed her one white rose.  Mistress K. had previously requested that I do that because she had read somewhere that it was a universal symbol of the act of giving one's submission.  On my knees and looking up at the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen, I proceeded to her my vows of devotion, love, servitude and ownership.  Tears of joy were welling in Mistress' eyes as i spoke my words, which in turned caused me to choke up a little.  I stayed strong and finished my vows without any emotional interruption.  Then Mistress K. gave me her vows and it was a similarly emotional moment for each of us.  (as I've mentioned before, Mistress K. is a very private person and as such, I will not reveal the words that we exchanged in our most intimate time.  I'm sure you can imagine though).

 

When we were finished with our vows, and the officiant was finished with her Benediction, she said "I now re-declare you as Wife and husband and declare you as Mistress and submissive.   Amen"

 

With that, Mistress K. walk over to me as I knelt before her, wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into her abdomen, which is the symbolic position that we have for punishment aftercare.  We held together for about 60 seconds and as she began to release, I couldn't help but plant soft kisses on her belly between her navel and the top of her low cut panties.  It is my most favorite part of a woman's body, in particular Mistress's body.

 

With that we called for a car to come pick up our dear sweet officiant and while we waited, we all hugged and told each other how beautiful everything was.  our officiant thank Mistress K. profusely for allowing her to preside over our ceremony.  (She knows who's boss, right?)

 

To be continued ....................

Cock Sleeve

This is what it looks like mostly when Mistress K. is being sexually satisfied the way she wants. 

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This is not a picture of us, but it is eerily similar to what it is we do when Mistress allows me to enter her. There is one big difference ... Mistress K. has a much sexier ass.  :-)

It is rare that get to have a full orgasm when we have sex, but when I do, it is often following several orgasms by Mistress K. being serviced this way, When she makes me orgasm like this, she will require that I remove the sleeve, reenter her and have a glorious orgasm looking directly into her eyes.  She knows that is my absolute favorite to have a real orgasm.  I believe she prefers me to orgasm after satisfying her with the cock sleeve because she gets very lovely-dovey afterward and wants me to feel some of that too.  She doesn't allow, she will require that I do.  She requires me to because often I am usually begging her to deny me an orgasm and if an orgasm is inevitable, i ask for a ruined orgasm.  (She's trained me well)

New Toys for Mistress

Hi everyone,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

i try to be good

I sent the following GIF picture to Mistress K. from the ONLYSHECUM's tumblr site. 

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It was Friday, a fun kind of day, i was feeling playful, so i sent it to her and told her in the text that the caption was

"it keeps him from getting over zealous"

 

I thought Mistress would get a kick out of it, plus i thought it was a super hot picture.  Mistress promptly replied with a picture of her own.  It was a picture of a sink full of dirty dishes and she had her own caption, which read "so does this".  SHIT!  I had kind of shitty morning and after i got dressed i forgot to check the sink before leaving for the office.  It wasn't 30 seconds later that the next text came and it merely said "48".

 

For you new followers, that is the signal Mistress gives to me to let me know that I am required to see to it that the punishment takes place within the next 48 hours.  Failure means a further infraction.

 

Damn it!!!

Plugged and pouty

Shortly after Mistress told me to insert my plug, she informed me that she was going to visit a friend for "a few minutes" and then she would be back home in plenty of time to go the neighbors party.  One of the things about Mistress K. is that she is often late.  When she is late, and it only affects me, there is no problem of course because I am a dutiful sub.  When her being late affects others, I can't help but get a little frustrated.

Well, on this night, she was late.  On this night, when our friends and neighbors were expecting us to arrive with our portion of appetizers to contribute to the party, Mistress was still with her friend going over decoration options for a bit of a remodel she is doing.  I went to the neighbors house alone (wearing the plug) with a cocktail in my hand.  Apologies all around for showing up empty handed but promising that Mistress would be along shortly with our contribution to the party.

45 minutes later, Mistress calls me home to help carry over the food.  I was clearly unhappy that Mistress's lateness was going to be the cause of us being the last one's to arrive with our contribution to the party.  She apologized to me for making it appear that we are rude and not appreciative of other people's time.  She told me the same things she always does and that is nice she and her friend got to talking, she lost track of time.  She told me that her friend felt so bad about keeping Mistress and causing her to be late, that she begged Mistress to give me a blow job in order to make it up to me. 

Mistresses friend is not aware that we live in an true FLM and that Mistress doesn't have to give me a blow in order to make it up to me.  She doesn't know that Mistress could've just come home and told me that there was no problem and that I would be punished for being pouty with her, and the situation would be smoothed over right then and there.  Her friend only knows that Mistress and I have a great deal of love for each other and that Mistress like to make me happy (if she only knew ...).  Anyway, Mistress still made it fun by teasing me that her friend begged her to suck my cock.  Even though it was not intended to fit in as part of our lifestyle (even in an ironic way), it was still a sexy dynamic. 

The party was fun but I left earlier than Mistress because the effects of my cocktails were wearing off and I was getting sleepy.  I went home laid down on the couch, while the kids were running around the house having fun.  While at the party, I asked if Mistress was going to do "what she was told" by her friend and suck my cock when she got home.  She simply asked .... "did you shower?"  I said I hadn't .... yet but was going to later. 

When she got home from the party she told me to meet her in our bedroom.  When the door closed behind me she told me to take off my shorts and get some lube.  She was going to edge me.  While edging me, she noticed that I was not smoothly shaved and asked me what this was about.  I told I was sorry for not being smooth for her at that moment.  While stroking me, she looked me in the eye and said "48 hours" (9:30 on Sunday night).   SHIT!  That feeling of regret for having disappointed her came rushing back.  I hate how I feel when she has determined that I will be punished because it means she is disappointed with me.  She brought me to the edge.  I pleaded with her not to make me cum and then she stopped stroking my cock  and simply turned and walked away.  not only was I wallowing in my regret, I had been a particularly bratty sub husband this evening because of Mistress being late and all.  Yes, I was teasing but I was also being a brat to emphasize my point and Mistress had mentioned on more than one occasion that she was well aware of my bratty behavior.  We were with friends when she made comments like "I'm going to beat you later" and "He'll pay for that later".  Even though our friends believe it is just harmless kidding, I knew that Mistress meant it and that she would remember it the next time she punished me.  I'm afraid there will be some extra stinging on my bottom in the next 48 hours.  We'll see.

After Mistress walked away, I jumped into the sower and cleaned my body really good.  I shaved and very carefully made myself as smooth as possible in those areas Mistress requires it of me.  I couldn't wait to show her.  You know, like a child that knows he is in trouble, has a punishment coming and tries to "soften the blow" by eagerly demonstrating what a good boy he is?  When I emerged from the bathroom she was tending to the children.  I returned to the couch.  When she was finished with the children, she called me into the bedroom once again, locked the behind us, turned to face me and pushed me gently so that my back was against the door.  The she pulled my t-shirt up and had me hold it in my teeth and then grabbed the waistband of my shorts and roughly pulled them down, stripping me naked.  Then she got on her knees and started to suck my cock.  It was amazing.  She held me against the door and sucked my cock like I had no choice in the matter (I don't actually, but ...).  When she could tell that I was getting to the point of having an orgasm, she stopped, stoop up, kissed me on the cheek and whispered .... "that was from _______________ (her friend)".  She then informed me she was going back to the neighbors house for one more drink and some chat with the lady of the house and that she was only going to be a few minutes.   Here we go again ............

She returned from the party, went into the bedroom and 5 minutes later texted me and told me to meet her there.  I went in and she was laying on the bed wearing only panties.  "Take off my panties and then come and put your cock in me"  Holy shit!  That was the sexiest I thought I had ever heard!  I did and climbed up on the bed, got between her legs, paused for just a moment to look at the beauty before me and relish in the fact that I was about to be allowed to be inside of her.  I am always so appreciative f the fact that she will allow for me to touch her body and especially will allow me the honor of being inside of her.  I never take that for granted.

It wasn't long before I knew I would be coming.  For some reason I felt that she was intending for me to have a ruined orgasm this way.  She's done it before and it was the most amazing thing ever.  Then, I was to thrust inside of her until I am there and then pull out and without any direct stimulation, I was required to empty my balls on her tummy.  It was so fucking awesome ... then ... but alas, I was not meant to be this night.  She said "DON'T YOU DARE CUM!  You will not be cumming tonight".  She told me to go get my cock sleeve (pinky) and come back to finish the job.  After putting it on and resuming my dutiful place between her open legs, I re-entered her with pinky and could feel her melt in pleasure before me.  She was moaning in delight, lost in the pleasure of being fucked properly.   Then it happened ............. KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, followed by "Mom, are you in there?"  followed by jiggling of the locked door handle.  That was it, over.  "we're done" she said and got up to go tend to the children.  "Go clean up", she said as she made her way to her robe and to the door. 

Later I asked her if she wanted me to remove the butt plugged I had been wearing for her all afternoon and evening.  She thought about letting me sleep in it for a moment but decided against it and told me to remove it.

I loved every minute of it.

Ruined again

Mistress finally felt the need to relieve some of the pressure that was building up in my balls.  We, to be more accurate, there wasn't pressure in my balls perse, but with the incredible amount of tease and denial and edging I had been through in the last 10 days or so, a small breeze could've made me cum.

Yesterday morning, while delivering Mistress her morning cup of coffee while she was laying bed, she removed the covers and exposed her nearly naked body and had me give her those all-over body kisses that she likes so.  At first I was fully clothed.  Then she had me stop and remove my shorts.  I asked if she wanted me to remove my t shirt and she said no, but told me to resume my worshipping.  In a few minutes, she had me stop and told me to lay across her lap.  I assume that she was either going to spank me or wanted to play with my bottom.  As I positioned myself, she told me "no, lay on your back across my lap". 

It was an awkward position which had my hips upward and my cock essentially in her face.  Was she going to suck my cock?  My thought was if she intended to edge me that this could be the time that I might very well cum without permission.  Mistress have aw2ay of knowing where the real edge is, even if I don't.  She put lube in her hand and started rubbing my cock.  I was already excited at being able to worship her so I was near the edge almost immediately.  I warned her I was about to cum and she  "shoooshed" and continued to rub my cock.  When it was apparent I was over the edge, but wasn't having an orgasm yet ... she stopped all stimulation and just allowed me to agonizingly empty my balls onto my belly and chest.  She expertly ruined my orgasm.

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I love this woman so much.  I can't wait to continuously be teased & denied, hoping for another ruined orgasm, that won't come.

You decide today

I woke before Mistress, as I usually do everyday.  Normally I can tell when is getting up and then I will rush over to her and ask her if she is ready for her coffee then or not.  On this day, she looked like she didn't feel good but asked for her coffee anyway.  Naked, I scurried off to the kitchen to fix her morning beverage.  She was outside walking the dogs so I left it on the counter, where I normally leave and hurried to get in the shower. 

Sidebar ....... while I was in the shower, I cleaned myself really, really, really, really good.  Lately, ever since Mistress trimmed, almost shaved my body hair, I am loving how it makes me feel (like a slut) and I find myself lingering in the shower.  Not inappropriately mind you, just lingering.

Anyway, after my shower, I went to Mistress, naked of course, to let her know I was about to dressed.  Then was when I discovered that she was dealing with a migraine and didn't want to be bothered.  I told I was sorry for bothering her and kissed her on the forehead (you know, to help with her headache).  She told me that it was up to me to wear whatever I wanted to wear today under my clothes.  I said yes Mistress, and turned to walk in the closet.  It took about 1.2 seconds for me to decide what I was going to wear.  it was ..............  this:

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I just got off the phone with Mistress.  She has recovered nicely from her migraine and asked what I had decided to wear.  When I told her what it was, she perked right up, and then called me a little slut.  I immediately smiled and began to adjust my pants because my cock was swelling rapidly.  She let me go because I was late for a meeting but I am so happy to know that this wasn't one of those headaches that completely immobilize her. 

I also had a dream last night that was troubling, and caused me to wake up in a bit of a panic.  Nothing life or death serious, but serious nonetheless.  It was a short dream. In it, I had just masturbated to orgasm in a room, behind a door when all of a sudden Mistress walked in to discover what I had just done.  She was pissed.  She didn't know I was doing that, she didn't authorized me to touch myself, pleasure myself and certainly did not allow to use an orgasm that she owns, yet there I was, in all my glory, covered in my own cum and immersed in shame.  She was pissed!!!!  Then I woke up.

Did you ever have one of those dreams that was so scary that it affected you for several minutes after you woke up?  Yeah, this was one of those times.

Treat for me

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Last night, i was laying bed waiting for Mistress to join me.  She got into, complaining that she was more tired than she wanted to be at the moment.  She uncharacteristically came over to my side of the bed, peeled back the covers to uncover my naked body, and slide in behind me.  She was wearing only panties.

The fact that i was nearly asleep and because she was complaining about being so tired caused to be believe that this was merely going to be a cuddle till we go to sleep session, and that Mistress was being slightly playfll by entering the bed on my side.

I was wrong.  Earlier in the day Mistress had promised me a treat later in the day for some incredibly small things that i had done to please.  They were so small in fact that I completely forgot about her "promise" and assumed she said it in jest.  With her spooning me, she told me to scoot over and roll over.  I scooted over to give her more room but since i was laying on my side, i asked for clarity as to how she wanted me to be be when she said roll over.  She said i want you on your back, then she said, wait, first i want you to lay on your stomach for a few minutes.  She proceeeded to rub my back and bare bottom softly and seductively.  I can't go five second with Mistress's hand on my naked bottom without getting aroused, especially when she is tender and intentional about why she is rubbing.  i cant even begin to tell how muc i love the glancing finger traces up and down crack, teasing me that they want and intend to probe further, yet don't.  Next pass with hand a little more perhaps and then next a little less.  Always keeping me guessing ... hoping.

After a 5 minutes of that Mistress said "roll over onto your back".  I rolled over onto my back revealing my hard cock.  Mistress was softly rubbing all over my body, everywhere BUT my cock and balls when all of a sudden she takes my cock into her hand and guides it to her mouth.  Every time i am able to look down and she my gorgeous Mistress lovingly taking my cock into my mouth, my heart just fills with honor, and joy and, well ... love.  I was lost in the joy of what i was watching and for some reason, i wasn't feeling like i needed to ward her that I was going to cum in 3.2 seconds.  It was beautiful.  Of course eventually the urge to cum was upon me and of course, like a dutifl submissive husband, i let Mistress know that i wa nearing the edge.  She just melted me in every way when she pulled her mouth off of my cock, still firmly holding it at the base and looked me in the eye and told that I would not be coming this night.  With that she immediately returned to my cock with her mouth.

Over the next 45 minutes or so, Mistress so very expertly brought me to (and here comes the important part) held me at the very edge of orgasm like she has never done before.  I was so lost in the pleasure her mouth, hands and body were giving me physically that i would've agreed to do absolutely anything at that moment.  The building urge to relase and to experience the pleasure of what i knew would be a fully body orgasm, was getting to something i didn't know if I was strong enough to avoid.  I was begging Mistress to allow me to have a release, a ruined orgasm, just something.  She smiled sweetly and politely declined, then immediately went back to concentrating on bringing me to the edge.

I had always wanted to be in an involuntary tease & denial session where i was repeatedly brought to the edge of release, and repeatedly denied the permission to release.  This was by far the most tease and denial session i have ever experienced and was comporable to the kind of T&D session i had in my fantasy.  I can tell you that if Mistress had commanded that i fuck the air and then ordered me to orgasm from it, i could've.

The picture above is what I was certain was my fate last night.  It has been so long wince i had a real orgasm (well over a month) and i was certain that Mistress was bringing me closer and closer to the edge, intending for me and expecting me to fail to withhold my orgasm, at which point I expected she would ruin my orgasm and then inform me that i was now entitle to a significant punishment for failure to control my orgasm urges.  Instead, while Mistress was lying alongside, stroking my cock and simultaneously squeezing my balls, and once again, whil i was right at the very edge of orgasm, she looked at me with her stunningly beautiful face and said "you know what lover?  This is all for tonight and stopped.  She left the bed to tend to something in the kitchen for about 15 minutes during which time i was able to come back down to earth and actually fell asleep.  When Mistress returned, she looked over at me laying there naked, in exactly the same position i was when she left the room.  She crawled into bed to tuck me in, kiss me goodnight, only to then discover that I was asleep.  She was very pleased, very impressed that my cock was still ROCK HARD even while i was dozing and as an added treat, edged me 2 other times before sending off to sleep for the night.

Sadly, i was not able to have a ruined orgasm as depicted in the picture above.  Mistress seems to be incresingly interested in preventing me for having any orgasm more and more as time goes on.  Don't get me wrong, i am not complaining about that, i am merely making an obsevation.  If that is what Mistress wants for me, than that is what i want as well.

Thank you Mistress for the most incredibly evening of treats i cold imagine.  I love you Mistress.

Something new to wear today

As most of you know, each morning, when I am completely naked and prepared to dress for the day, I will let Mistress K. know that I am ready to get dressed. Notice that I am not asking what, if anything, I am to wear that day under my clothes. I have made a very concerted effort to not "ask" for things, even if disguised as being a helpful question for my beloved Mistress. Instead of asking, each day I merely inform Mistress than I am ready to dress for the day, and without asking, I am offering Mistress the opportunity to decide what, if anything she would like for me to wear that day. Yesterday is was my favorite pair of panties (favorite because they truly do make me feel like a sexy, pretty slut when I wear them. probably mostly because they fit me) Some days last week it my balls separator while other days it was my cock ring. The week before that, it was my new (favorite) glass butt plug. As an aside, I wore the very same sexy panties on the day I wore my glass plug and feeling like a pretty, sexy slut in just my panties was magnified 100 times by the plug that was so firmly held in my willing ass under those pretty panties. Anyway, back to today .......... Finally, after threatening to do so for 2 weeks, Mistress "de-bear-ed" me. In other words, she trimmed (almost shaved) the body hair that was left un-groomed for almost 2 months. I don't know about you, but I feel my horniest/sexiest/sluttiest right after a fresh shave/trim. I love when she grooms me this way because it is a time where I am required to stand before her, completely naked and exposed, while she prepares my body the way she likes. I adore the objectification that goes along with it. Today, while grooming me, she was in regular old t shirt and panties that she slept in. She was also wearing a regular, normal robe that she left untied. Her beautiful red hair was disheveled and in a knotty pony tail. In other words, she didn't spend one second preening in front of the mirror before attending to the task of grooming me. Even so (maybe even especially so) when I looked down at her kneeling on the floor in order to be able to groom me, looking the way she did in her utter natural state, I was taken back by her beauty at that moment. Sure she is a beautiful woman when she prepares her makeup and clothes to make herself feel presentable to the outside world, but to me, in the just-woke-up condition, she is at her most stunning, her most beautiful. Needless to say, that when looking down at her like I was, my super hard, super erect cock kept blocking my view. So, on this particular morning, after having the bulk of my yucky body hair removed, and then after a fresh, smooth shave to my cock, balls, anus area and ass cheeks, I was feeling incredibly horny/pretty/slutty. Mistress could've done anything she wanted to/with me at that moment and I would've gladly gone along. When the time came for me to tell I was ready to get dressed, she had me follow her into the closet saying something like, "let's see, what should we have you wear today?" She had me sit on the stool then she straddled me, pulled her panties to the side and slowly lowered herself onto my rock hard cock. She leaned and in said today, "you will wear me". Those words got me as close to an unauthorized orgasm as I have ever been. With that, she stood up, pulled her panties back over her beautiful pussy and turned to walk out of the closet. She stopped to say "you will wear me on you today", and out she went. OMG! I touched my cock and balls, gathered her smell on my hand and put it to my nose. Honest to goodness, the smell of her sex was almost enough to allow me to orgasm right then and there. This woman owns me, in every sense of the word.

Familiar things

No matter how nice vacation is, it's always good to get back home too. It's nice to be able to rediscover all the familiar things in your hoe that one tends to take for granted. One of the things I was most looking forward to was being able to shave my cock, balls and ass smoothly, the way I am supposed to always be fore Mistress L. Among the familiar comfort things that were at home were all the things that use for shaving. The biggest thing that wasn't available to me while on vacation was SOFT WATER. Every-time I have tried Mistress's property in the mountains, I would always look like a wounded soldier when it was done because of all the nicks from using hard water. In fact, Mistress thought long and hard about whether to punish me for merely assuming that I somehow had a hall pass from keeping myself smooth for her at all times. She very well may still be considering it. Back at home, in my shower with soft water last night, using my pink razor, I was able to give myself an incredibly close shave (without any nicks) in all areas in and near my cock, ball and ass. I usually feel sexy and slutty right after an especially close shave, and last night was no exception. After I was done in the shower, and was ready to go to bed, I walked naked over to Mistress to say goodnight, strutting my newly recent smoothness and was prepared in case there was to be an impromptu inspection. Frankly, I was hoping that once she got a look at me all freshly showered and shaved, that she would see me for the available slut that I am and take right then. Alas that was not to be the case. The kids were still awake and clinging all over her. So off to bed I went .... alone. This morning, Mistress awoke about an hour after I did and was milling around the house earlier than usual. As required each day, I prepared her coffee and delivered it to her. I thanked her for all of the "attention" that she had paid during our vacation and let her know that it has had a noticeable positive impact on my outlook in life. She was feeling generous and told me to edge myself in the shower this morning. We have a big walk-in shower that has no doors. She walked tot he edge and summoned me over and instructed me to fill her hand with lube from the bottle we keep in the shower. I walked over to her, filled her hand full of lube, placed the bottle down, widened my legs, place my hands behind my hand and presented myself for her. There is just something special about looking right into her eyes when she edges me. In this particular tease and denial, I came as close to having an accidental orgasm as I ever have in the past. Luckily, I was able to hold it off. She edged me three more times (took like 60 seconds I was so horny) and turned and left telling me to get ready to go to work. I was instructed to wear my balls separator harness to the office this morning. Another familiar thing I miss, wearing the neoprene harness that gently but firmly separates my balls from body. I love you Mistress.

Take off your pants and stand right there

I walked into the bathroom in the cabin we are renting and Mistress was about to get in the shower so she was naked. I came up behind her and rubbed her bare ass and started kissing her neck. She pulled away, turned around to face me and said "take off your pants and stand right there", pointing to a spot on the floor. She put some lube in her hand and started strokig my cock while watching us both in the mirror. When it came time for me to tell her i was nearing orgasm she said "you had better not. You are not going to be having an orgasm". She stopped, then did it again ... and then again ... and then again. Then she told me to clean up my oily cock and get back to getting ready for the drive home. What a great vacation! Still hoping she will let me post the selfie she sent me yesterday.