When my lovely Queen came home from work late last night I prepared Her dinner and gave her time to eat and relax before I started my nightly ritual of massaging Her feet and lathering them up with lotion. She spends her entire day, sometimes 14-16 hours a day on her feet so She really deserves and needs these foot massages and I happily give them to Her.
After completing the massage for Her beautiful feet it was bed time and I crawled up into bed with Her. She however wasn't quite ready for sleep. She decided it was time for some very intense teasing. When I first locked my penis into the CB6000s one of my many thoughts were that the days of simply "teasing" me were over. Little did I know that I was completely wrong and even caged up, She has ways of teasing me. And She's very good at it.
Last night was the worst of it I think. It is the first time She has brought me to the point of wanting to beg to be released from the chastity device. I moaned, groaned, whimpered, almost cried, and almost begged for it. It wasn't simply the desire to cum that brought me there. It was just the longing to feel an erection and to feel Her magical touch on me. It's the first time I HATED the device. I wanted it off. I wanted to smash it into a million pieces. I wanted Her touch.
I didn't beg though. Not yet at least. Though I'm afraid it's coming. The whimpering and groaning and of course the subtle humping of thin air are all causes of enough humiliation. Finding myself to the point I actually begged would be almost more humiliation than I could stand I'm afraid.
Reading back through what I just wrote my thoughts sound selfish. I guess in a way it is, but there were other thoughts as well. The thought that was forefront in my mind, even more than wanting to be out of the cage was to sexually please Her. I'd have in an instant given up any thought of myself to be able to sexually satisfy Her in any way She needed. Even as I write this, my desire to know She is satisfied overpowers any of my own selfish thoughts. I would gladly humiliate myself by begging Her to allow me to help Her orgasm in some way. In anyway She desired. I'm almost begging to do that as I type.....
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Could be Months.....
So, yesterday I said I had something I wanted to blog about but I'd wait. Well, I guess the wait is over. While reading some other Wife Led Marriage and male chastity blogs we came across an interesting idea. Well at least my Queen found it interesting. I don't remember which blog it was and if I find it again, I'll post a link to the post, but it was about weight loss.
Both my Queen and I would like to lose a few pounds. She has decided to use my chastity to motivate us. This new twist to the chastity adventure will start Monday, Oct 1st. The bank of chaste days will be the entire month of October so out of the gate, I am not going to be allowed to orgasm for the entire month, but that could actually turn out to be longer, or even possibly shorter.
The way it's going to work is for each pound each week She loses, will equate to another day added to the 31 in the bank. So if the first week she loses three pounds, I'm looking at 34 days before I'm allowed to orgasm. If She doesn't lose weight that week, then a single day is subtracted from the bank, so that first week could shrink the bank to 30 days for example. I have a bad feeling that I'm about to be in serious trouble here!
Now, as for my own weight loss, if I lose weight each week, then I'll be rewarded somehow, (but not allowed to orgasm). The reward might be a "scene" for example. If I don't lose weight for the week I will be punished somehow for example a severe spanking.
With that said, I've got to say, my stomach is a bit in knots at the thought of what might be coming my way. On the bright side, we both are trying to stay healthier and that can only benefit us both so regardless of how long I might have to remain chaste, the results will be worth it.
One other thing worth note, my Queen is off work tomorrow and while meeting Her for lunch today, she ominously glanced at me and said She has plans for me tomorrow. Don't know if I should be excite, scared, or both. Oh boy.
Both my Queen and I would like to lose a few pounds. She has decided to use my chastity to motivate us. This new twist to the chastity adventure will start Monday, Oct 1st. The bank of chaste days will be the entire month of October so out of the gate, I am not going to be allowed to orgasm for the entire month, but that could actually turn out to be longer, or even possibly shorter.
The way it's going to work is for each pound each week She loses, will equate to another day added to the 31 in the bank. So if the first week she loses three pounds, I'm looking at 34 days before I'm allowed to orgasm. If She doesn't lose weight that week, then a single day is subtracted from the bank, so that first week could shrink the bank to 30 days for example. I have a bad feeling that I'm about to be in serious trouble here!
Now, as for my own weight loss, if I lose weight each week, then I'll be rewarded somehow, (but not allowed to orgasm). The reward might be a "scene" for example. If I don't lose weight for the week I will be punished somehow for example a severe spanking.
With that said, I've got to say, my stomach is a bit in knots at the thought of what might be coming my way. On the bright side, we both are trying to stay healthier and that can only benefit us both so regardless of how long I might have to remain chaste, the results will be worth it.
One other thing worth note, my Queen is off work tomorrow and while meeting Her for lunch today, she ominously glanced at me and said She has plans for me tomorrow. Don't know if I should be excite, scared, or both. Oh boy.
Friday, September 28, 2012
Intense
Yesterday was the 9th day without an orgasm for me. It was also hands down the most frustrating and intense day to date. I think it might have had to with all the teasing the night before without release, but the entire day my cock pulsated. Not just occasionally but every couple of minutes. It was frustrating, tantalizing, pleasurable, and even a bit humiliating to not have any control over it.
By the end of the work day I was to the point I literally did not think I could go another day with this whole chastity thing and thought I was going to beg Her to unlock me and put a stop to it. I was literally going out of my mind. I don't know why or how, but at some point, late into the evening, I found control again. The pulsing never stopped but the impending feeling of misery and doom faded away and I found myself back into a state in which I could tolerate the thought of remaining chaste another day.
Today I continue to have that control back. I'm afraid though it won't last. I had very little interaction with my Wife yesterday because She had to work well into the wee hours of the morning. I'm terrified though of her having an evening to torture me, I mean ummm love on me that I will find myself right back to the point of thinking I might be better off dead than not being allowed to cum. I guess we will know sooner than later.
Other than that one terrible day I do find myself getting more use to the idea and have reached a point where the CB6000s is now for the most part forgotten except for the occasion pinch or pull during the day. Sleeping in it is still something I haven't mastered as I use to be a stomach sleeper. I now find that I will quickly need to learn to sleep on my side or back, or go without sleep.
With that said, I think I'm done here for now. I do have more to write but think I will wait until tomorrow. There is something new afoot starting this weekend that may eventually prove to be my undoing. Until then......
By the end of the work day I was to the point I literally did not think I could go another day with this whole chastity thing and thought I was going to beg Her to unlock me and put a stop to it. I was literally going out of my mind. I don't know why or how, but at some point, late into the evening, I found control again. The pulsing never stopped but the impending feeling of misery and doom faded away and I found myself back into a state in which I could tolerate the thought of remaining chaste another day.
Today I continue to have that control back. I'm afraid though it won't last. I had very little interaction with my Wife yesterday because She had to work well into the wee hours of the morning. I'm terrified though of her having an evening to torture me, I mean ummm love on me that I will find myself right back to the point of thinking I might be better off dead than not being allowed to cum. I guess we will know sooner than later.
Other than that one terrible day I do find myself getting more use to the idea and have reached a point where the CB6000s is now for the most part forgotten except for the occasion pinch or pull during the day. Sleeping in it is still something I haven't mastered as I use to be a stomach sleeper. I now find that I will quickly need to learn to sleep on my side or back, or go without sleep.
With that said, I think I'm done here for now. I do have more to write but think I will wait until tomorrow. There is something new afoot starting this weekend that may eventually prove to be my undoing. Until then......
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
7 days no orgasm
Seven days. One week. That doesn't sound long at all. Unless of course you are someone like me who masturbated almost daily, often times more than once a day. So right now the sexual frustration is through the roof and I ache for release!
The frustration is only heightened I think by having to wear the CB6000s which has been on for almost two weeks now except for the occasional cleaning and of course the orgasm my Queen gave me a week ago.
My Queen obviously continues to surprise me and finds new ways to make that frustration even worse. Case in point the night before she spent considerable time with a feather teasing my confined genitals. Never have I found a feather so erotic and teasing in my life!
And then there was last night. She leaves for the bathroom and a short time later I hear my name called. I enter to find her with her legs spread and commanding me to clean her wet glistening pussy. The butterflies erupted in my stomach as I kneeled and did as I was commanded.
When I was done we returned to bed where the teasing of my constricted testicles started. A short time later she reaches into her nightstand to grab her ever faithful vibrator. There is almost nothing in this world sexier than to watch my beautiful Queen masturbate. To be allowed to touch her makes it even better. Listening to her moan with pleasure, her ever increasing breathing, and the buzz of the vibrator makes my cock strain to get hard within its cage.
A final gasp before she falls over the edge and her orgasm floods her body and soul. Her breathing slowly returns to normal, she turns off the vibrator and I remove my fingers from her beautiful pussy. "lick your fingers clean" she commands and I fervently comply.
She then rolls over into my arms and quickly drifts off to sleep. Me? Sleep will be a long time coming. Seven days has become a lifetime.
Seven days.
The frustration is only heightened I think by having to wear the CB6000s which has been on for almost two weeks now except for the occasional cleaning and of course the orgasm my Queen gave me a week ago.
My Queen obviously continues to surprise me and finds new ways to make that frustration even worse. Case in point the night before she spent considerable time with a feather teasing my confined genitals. Never have I found a feather so erotic and teasing in my life!
And then there was last night. She leaves for the bathroom and a short time later I hear my name called. I enter to find her with her legs spread and commanding me to clean her wet glistening pussy. The butterflies erupted in my stomach as I kneeled and did as I was commanded.
When I was done we returned to bed where the teasing of my constricted testicles started. A short time later she reaches into her nightstand to grab her ever faithful vibrator. There is almost nothing in this world sexier than to watch my beautiful Queen masturbate. To be allowed to touch her makes it even better. Listening to her moan with pleasure, her ever increasing breathing, and the buzz of the vibrator makes my cock strain to get hard within its cage.
A final gasp before she falls over the edge and her orgasm floods her body and soul. Her breathing slowly returns to normal, she turns off the vibrator and I remove my fingers from her beautiful pussy. "lick your fingers clean" she commands and I fervently comply.
She then rolls over into my arms and quickly drifts off to sleep. Me? Sleep will be a long time coming. Seven days has become a lifetime.
Seven days.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Emotionally Needy
Time for a pity party. I have now been wearing my chastity device for 10 days. Now that's not to say it hasn't come off because it has. It's come off to allow her tease me, for me to clean myself and the cage as well as one special evening five days ago when I last was allowed to orgasm.
So in the big scheme of things it hasn't been long at all. So what's this pity party all about? It's about my selfishness and knowing I have a lot left to learn. My last orgasm wasn't long ago at all as I previously mentioned, however, my desire to orgasm is stronger than almost any time I can think of. I have to believe that wearing the device is enhancing that desire ten fold. This has led me to crave Her attention constantly.
She has had to work this weekend and she works hard plus puts in a lot of hours, often times up to 14-16 hours a day. I work Monday-Friday like clock work, so my weekends are always free. The difference this weekend is my first weekend locked up and without her around. As each day wore on, I would find myself aching to have her return home to me. By the end of the night I would be feeling extremely needy and wanting her entire focus when she walked through the door.
Of course, after those long hours on her feet She is tired and in need of relaxing. My routine each evening when She returns home is to have her supper ready and after she has eaten, I massage her feet and lather them in lotion. Now here is the real issue. Once I've completed that, internally I'm screaming for her attention. She on the other hand just wants to sit back and relax and let Her work day slip away.
I really struggled this weekend because of that, but the more I focused on what She needed, the more I understood how wrong I was for wanting that attention. After all, I am here for Her, to fulfill her needs and desires. I ache to please Her and find myself ashamed and guilty for the feelings I had this weekend. She deserves to relax in whatever manner She needs too and shouldn't have to come home and have to deal with the train wreck that is me.
Luckily, I did not act out in any way, other than feeling pity for myself. I know as days of chastity turn to weeks and then maybe even months I will have to continue to struggle to maintain all my focus on Her because I love Her and She deserves all I have to give Her and more. For all of this my Queen I am truly sorry. I love You.
P.S
I don't mean for this to sound like She simply ignored me and is heartless. Quite the opposite is true. I just didn't get ALL of Her attention. She is the perfect Wife for me. I just need to learn to be the best husband to Her.
So in the big scheme of things it hasn't been long at all. So what's this pity party all about? It's about my selfishness and knowing I have a lot left to learn. My last orgasm wasn't long ago at all as I previously mentioned, however, my desire to orgasm is stronger than almost any time I can think of. I have to believe that wearing the device is enhancing that desire ten fold. This has led me to crave Her attention constantly.
She has had to work this weekend and she works hard plus puts in a lot of hours, often times up to 14-16 hours a day. I work Monday-Friday like clock work, so my weekends are always free. The difference this weekend is my first weekend locked up and without her around. As each day wore on, I would find myself aching to have her return home to me. By the end of the night I would be feeling extremely needy and wanting her entire focus when she walked through the door.
Of course, after those long hours on her feet She is tired and in need of relaxing. My routine each evening when She returns home is to have her supper ready and after she has eaten, I massage her feet and lather them in lotion. Now here is the real issue. Once I've completed that, internally I'm screaming for her attention. She on the other hand just wants to sit back and relax and let Her work day slip away.
I really struggled this weekend because of that, but the more I focused on what She needed, the more I understood how wrong I was for wanting that attention. After all, I am here for Her, to fulfill her needs and desires. I ache to please Her and find myself ashamed and guilty for the feelings I had this weekend. She deserves to relax in whatever manner She needs too and shouldn't have to come home and have to deal with the train wreck that is me.
Luckily, I did not act out in any way, other than feeling pity for myself. I know as days of chastity turn to weeks and then maybe even months I will have to continue to struggle to maintain all my focus on Her because I love Her and She deserves all I have to give Her and more. For all of this my Queen I am truly sorry. I love You.
P.S
I don't mean for this to sound like She simply ignored me and is heartless. Quite the opposite is true. I just didn't get ALL of Her attention. She is the perfect Wife for me. I just need to learn to be the best husband to Her.
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Ruined
She whispers in my ear, "get my keys". Butterflies spread through my stomach as I stand, move through the house naked, the only sound is the lock knocking against the plastic cage with each step. Her keys in my hand I return to our bed.
Click. The lock is undone, a moment later the cage slides down and my cock springs free. Almost instantly it comes to life and quickly hardens. She looks down at me, as I lie on my back, and quietly says "I love seeing you like that." "Like what?", I softly whisper. "Lying there with an erection, I simply love it."
I then feel her hand wrap around my cock and I groan loudly as the longing I've had to feel her touch there is now quenched. Her hand slowly begins to work itself up and down my cock and to my humiliation, within mere seconds she has me on the edge of coming. She relents, removes her hand, giving me just moments to catch my breath before she starts again. Over and over she plays this game. I literally cry out with frustration each time she stops.
Each time she seems to be taking me closer and closer to that point of no return. Incredibly I find myself wanting to come so badly but equally not wanting to come. Knowing that if I orgasm, the powerful feelings I have for her, the desires, the need to serve, will lessen for a few days. I'm simply terrified I won't be allowed to orgasm and terrified I will. Torn.
Her hand quickens, up and down. My hips begin to buck uncontrollably, and she sternly says, "Would you like me to do this or would you rather do it?" I wrestle my emotions into check and my hips still. My breathing is harsh and loud, my moans even louder. The pressure builds, I know just a couple of more strokes I will be at the point of no return, I plead with her to let me cum and in the next breath beg the opposite. I am confused, scared, lost in the rhythmic motion of her hand all at the same time.
I almost scream, my hips rise off the bed, I know I will now be allowed to orgasm, her hand moves up one more time, I feel a stream of come begin to move up the length of my cock, her hand comes down and just as I feel the pressure of release her hand leaves my cock. Instead of the explosive orgasm I knew was coming, all I feel is cum simply flowing from my cock. No giant spurt, just the flow and leak of my cum. A ruined orgasm. I almost cry I ache to fully orgasm.
A moment later, her hand returns, gently squeezing my shaft to get the last ooze of my seed out. Her hand moves to my face, a finger presses between my lips, I taste my cum as she pushes her finger into my mouth. Her finger leaves, and returns with even more as she makes me clean up my spilled seed. She continues until I've taken all of it.
"Put your cage back on." Soon after that command my cock once more slips into it's prison, aching, frustrated, and wanting more. Click. She has returned the lock. A soft gentle kiss. "Good night my love", she whispers and soon after she drifts off to sleep. I lie awake, shivers of desire continue to rack my body. I ache to touch her, to taste her, to feel her heat, her wetness. I still find myself softly moaning. Eventually my eyes close and I too find myself drifting off to sleep, though not a good sleep. My cock aches for attention throughout the night. I love you my Queen.
And that was my night.
Click. The lock is undone, a moment later the cage slides down and my cock springs free. Almost instantly it comes to life and quickly hardens. She looks down at me, as I lie on my back, and quietly says "I love seeing you like that." "Like what?", I softly whisper. "Lying there with an erection, I simply love it."
I then feel her hand wrap around my cock and I groan loudly as the longing I've had to feel her touch there is now quenched. Her hand slowly begins to work itself up and down my cock and to my humiliation, within mere seconds she has me on the edge of coming. She relents, removes her hand, giving me just moments to catch my breath before she starts again. Over and over she plays this game. I literally cry out with frustration each time she stops.
Each time she seems to be taking me closer and closer to that point of no return. Incredibly I find myself wanting to come so badly but equally not wanting to come. Knowing that if I orgasm, the powerful feelings I have for her, the desires, the need to serve, will lessen for a few days. I'm simply terrified I won't be allowed to orgasm and terrified I will. Torn.
Her hand quickens, up and down. My hips begin to buck uncontrollably, and she sternly says, "Would you like me to do this or would you rather do it?" I wrestle my emotions into check and my hips still. My breathing is harsh and loud, my moans even louder. The pressure builds, I know just a couple of more strokes I will be at the point of no return, I plead with her to let me cum and in the next breath beg the opposite. I am confused, scared, lost in the rhythmic motion of her hand all at the same time.
I almost scream, my hips rise off the bed, I know I will now be allowed to orgasm, her hand moves up one more time, I feel a stream of come begin to move up the length of my cock, her hand comes down and just as I feel the pressure of release her hand leaves my cock. Instead of the explosive orgasm I knew was coming, all I feel is cum simply flowing from my cock. No giant spurt, just the flow and leak of my cum. A ruined orgasm. I almost cry I ache to fully orgasm.
A moment later, her hand returns, gently squeezing my shaft to get the last ooze of my seed out. Her hand moves to my face, a finger presses between my lips, I taste my cum as she pushes her finger into my mouth. Her finger leaves, and returns with even more as she makes me clean up my spilled seed. She continues until I've taken all of it.
"Put your cage back on." Soon after that command my cock once more slips into it's prison, aching, frustrated, and wanting more. Click. She has returned the lock. A soft gentle kiss. "Good night my love", she whispers and soon after she drifts off to sleep. I lie awake, shivers of desire continue to rack my body. I ache to touch her, to taste her, to feel her heat, her wetness. I still find myself softly moaning. Eventually my eyes close and I too find myself drifting off to sleep, though not a good sleep. My cock aches for attention throughout the night. I love you my Queen.
And that was my night.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Well here it is. Another blog about a guy trying to live a Wife Led Marriage. Ya, I know, just what the Internet needed because there aren't enough of these around already. I guess if I must be honest this blog is more for me and a place to put my own thoughts down than for anyone else out there. If someone enjoys the ride as well it's just a bonus.
Ok, now that that is out of the way, it's time to get to the meat of this first post. I'm 41 years old and have been married for a total of almost 21 years. My wife and I have played off and on throughout the past 5 years or so with whole dominant/submissive thing multiple times but have never really stuck with it for more than a few months at a time. I now find ourselves playing at it again. Will things be different than in the past? I guess only time will tell.
I will say that things have started off differently. For one, it was her that started it this time, not me. Secondly, she introduced a whole new experience we have never done. Chastity. In the past while she would demand I couldn't orgasm without her approval, the fact is, even then I still had a lot of orgasms. Fast forward to now and I find myself sitting here in a chastity device (CB6000s) for the first time in my life. Now my cock has only been encased in this plastic prison for a week but wow has it really got her fired up!
I've been in it a week as I said, but that's not to say I have been chaste for a week. Three nights ago she did allow me an orgasm. I don't think that was her initial intention but she so does love the feel of a cock filling her with cum. She loves the pulsing with each spurt. I think that will be hard for her to control if she really wants to keep me chaste for more than a week or two at a time. As for me, it's only been three days out from that last orgasm so we will see how long it lasts this time around!
Ok, now that that is out of the way, it's time to get to the meat of this first post. I'm 41 years old and have been married for a total of almost 21 years. My wife and I have played off and on throughout the past 5 years or so with whole dominant/submissive thing multiple times but have never really stuck with it for more than a few months at a time. I now find ourselves playing at it again. Will things be different than in the past? I guess only time will tell.
I will say that things have started off differently. For one, it was her that started it this time, not me. Secondly, she introduced a whole new experience we have never done. Chastity. In the past while she would demand I couldn't orgasm without her approval, the fact is, even then I still had a lot of orgasms. Fast forward to now and I find myself sitting here in a chastity device (CB6000s) for the first time in my life. Now my cock has only been encased in this plastic prison for a week but wow has it really got her fired up!
I've been in it a week as I said, but that's not to say I have been chaste for a week. Three nights ago she did allow me an orgasm. I don't think that was her initial intention but she so does love the feel of a cock filling her with cum. She loves the pulsing with each spurt. I think that will be hard for her to control if she really wants to keep me chaste for more than a week or two at a time. As for me, it's only been three days out from that last orgasm so we will see how long it lasts this time around!
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