What a Night

Well the previous post was about mostly nothing.  This one is a bit different.  First, let me mention the weigh in.  She lost 3 pounds, which means the time till my next orgasm is now Nov 4th.  I lost a single pound for the week, so she rewarded me, and it's that reward that made it quite the night.

When she returned home from work, she got her usual foot massage and time to relax.  After that it was bed time or so I thought.  She rolled over into my arms and began to softly stroke my testicles trapped by the chastity device and while doing that she began whispering in my ear.  "Could you imagine lying next to me like this, your cock bound up in a chastity device while I lie hear and spread my legs and have another man fucking me.  You are forced to just lie there and listen to my moans of pleasure as his cock strokes in and out of me.  Your not able to get an erection, to stroke yourself or anything else.  Just watch and listen as I'm fucked until I orgasm.  Then I get the pleasure of watching you open your mouth as he presses his cock to your mouth, making you clean his wet cock off, followed by eating his cum out of my pussy.  Now instead of another man, imagine it a woman."

Now we have never actually done anything like that, but listening to her talk in my already very aroused and frustrated state had me almost climbing the walls.  Little did I know she had more to follow.  She reached into her nightstand and removed her vibrator than looked at me and told me to go get two of our dildos.  A small one and the much larger one.  I complied with this request not knowing what she had planned.

As I climb back into bed with her, she looks at me and says, "Now fuck your ass with the small one".  My heart almost stops.  Though she has used a dildo on me before, having her watch me do it to myself is something I find very humiliating.  That of course doesn't mean I don't do it.  I ease it into me and then began to stroke it in and out while she turns on her vibrator and begins to enjoy herself while watching me.  It doesn't take long for her to reach her first orgasm and soon after she looks into my eyes and whispers, "now the big one".  I moan at the thought of having to have her watch me work that into myself.  I lube it up and then place it at my opening and begin to slowly apply pressure.  It takes several minutes before I have it inside of me.

She continues using the vibrator on herself and watching me as I begin to fuck myself with the larger of the two.  As I get use to it, I begin to stroke faster and the pressure on my prostrate soon has me on the verge of milking my semen out of me.  Over and over I get close to that only to have it slip away.  The closer I get, the more I begin to moan and cry from the torment of wanting to cum and at the same time she is intently watching me as she brings herself to multiple orgasms.  Thirty minutes later we are both lying there breathless.  Her, well satisfied, me more frustrated than ever.  She never looked so beautiful.

It did not take long for her to be wrapped back up in my arms and quickly found herself sleeping as I lay there both very content and very horny and frustrated.  All in all a perfect night.

Sweet Release

The title should say it all. After eleven days of denial my sweet Queen allowed me to release Of course there was lots of teasing leading up to that release.

The teasing started with something we saw once again on another blog (We really need to stop reading other blogs, at least for my own sanity!). She started by wrapping my cock in electrical tape. It was just the shaft, but after getting it wrapped, she placed three condoms over my cock.

After mummifying me, She allowed me to climb between her legs and enter Her. I began stroking my cock in and out of Her sweet pussy. Her moans of pleasure were much louder than my whimpers of frustration as my wrapped cock could not feel anything as it moved in and out of Her

For once, She did not have to worry about any stamina issues with me. Stroke after stroke, her moans and gasps growing in intensity until Her own orgasm exploded. It was wonderful to see and hear Her. Magical.

After catching Her breath and basking in the afterglow of Her own pleasure, She instructed me to get one of our butt plugs. Moments later, She presses the plug into my ass, spreading me open as she pushes it all the way in.

After adjusting to the plug, She begins to stroke my cock with Her hand. Teasingly slow at first. Pinching my testicles and the head of my cock. Gradually Her hand begins to speed up and within moments my pent up need to orgasm reaches a peak. She stops. Over and over again She edges me until unexpectedly She whispers "cum for me boy" and with that, my own orgasm erupts. Eleven days of frustration released. Sweet, sweet release. Thank you my beautiful Wife It was a wonderful night.

Next up, we start the weight loss games. I'm back in my cage and know that I'm already facing many days of chastity. Many more days than the eleven I just suffered through. Wish me luck.

Almost Begging

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.....

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......

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.

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.