Well another Monday came and went with are now ritual morning weigh in. It wasn't good for either of us which means it was worse for me than her. She had gained a single pound and I had gained two so that pushes my next orgasm to February 3rd. I am already looking at 80+ days. Wow eighty days and change. Sounds like forever.
As those of you that have been following me for a while know, if I gain weight she punishes me beyond just tacking days onto the calendar. This time she had a new idea. It started with a candle and a lighter. I'm sure you can see where this is going. She had me spread eagled on the bed and with a flick of her Bick had the candle lit and within seconds the first drips of hot wax were splashing onto my naked balls. Ouch, Ouch and Ouch! One little detail I forgot to mention, prior to her starting this wax job so to speak, she said that tonight I would be allowed to have a "ruined" orgasm. I bring that up because it caused a bit of miscommunications between us and my waxing lasted much longer than it needed too! After minutes of burning wax falling onto my testicles and flowing down between my ass cheeks she finally paused and said something along the lines of; "does this hurt to much for you to cum?". It turns out she was waiting for me to actually have my ruined orgasm before she stopped, I on the other hand thought I was suppose to do that after.
Let me just say, I had cum oozing from my cock from a ruined orgasm before much more of that wax could find it's way down the candle! Once the cum started flowing she blew out the candle, smiled down at me, and scooped up my seed and then slowly placed her fingers into my mouth as I sucked myself off her fingers.
Of course the next part was trying to get cleaned up and get all the dried wax off of me. The good news is that since she has had me wearing a chastity device, I'm completely shaved down there so I didn't have to worry about the wax clinging to my hair. All in all, a very unusual punishment.
Other than that, things have been pretty quiet. We have both been traveling out of town separately the past week so had very little time together. I will say, we did have one night where we tried the Anbesol and condom trick I've read other do. I was doubting at first, but between coating my penis with Anbesol and a couple of condoms, I found myself inside of her and lasting until she had several orgasm. I was very surprised as to how well that actually worked! And with that, I'm outta here for the night!
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Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Touchdown!
Since it's football season, I figured I'd use a football metaphor. Touchdown. Orgasm, whatever. All that really matters after forty very long days and nights I finally was allowed to orgasm! How sweet it was!
After spending time massaging and pleasing my beautiful Queen with my tongue and her teasing and denying me as usual, she finally instructed me to in her words, fuck her. I needed no further prompting, I was on my knees, climbing between her legs, and plunged inside of her. Wow did that feel good. Her wetness allowed me to easily sink into her and between the moisture and heat I knew I wouldn't last long. She grabbed her trusty vibrator, and with me stroking in and out of her, placed the tip of the vibe right on her clit and in no time she was orgasming. How I lasted long enough for her to do that is beyond me!
Once she started to come out of her own bliss, she looked me in the eye and said, "it's time for you to cum". She had a catch though, I was to pull out and cum on her stomach. I wasn't sure why but who was I to argue. Just a few more strokes and I was pulling out of her and releasing myself onto her. God did I miss being able to orgasm. That release was earthshaking. At least for me anyways!
As soon as I came, she let me know why her stomach and not inside of her beautiful pussy; she wanted to watch me clean myself off of her. I routinely clean up any time I cum, which is almost always a ruined orgasm and have no problem then, but boy is it much harder for me to lick my cum after a full blown orgasm like that! Regardless how I felt though, I found myself leaning forward and licking my cum off of her as she gently stroked my hair.
As I know some of you have experienced, a lot of my submissiveness went right out the tip of my penis with my orgasm. My lovely wife looked at me with the remnants of my seed on my face and said; "I'm not done with you yet". She led me into the bathroom and mentioned the problem of losing some of that submissiveness after an orgasm and said she was going to do all she could to help me find it again as quickly as she could. With that, she instructed me to lay down and moments later her golden nectar was flowing from her and onto my face, and into my mouth. She definitely knows how to push me to where she wants me.
Ok, so just because I was allowed to orgasm doesn't mean we are done with her weight game. She still has weight she wants to lose and weight she wants me to lose. Her new game plan? February first. As before, each pound she loses will get added to that date, each gain subtracted and my reward/punishment for my own weight hasn't changed either. I guess I'm looking at at least sixty plus days. Sigh. Goodbye orgasm. It was fun while it lasted!
One side note. She has now mentioned that her ultimate challenge will eventually be one year. Those were terrifying words to my ears. It terrified and turned me on at the same time. Man am I messed up in the head! Until next time......
After spending time massaging and pleasing my beautiful Queen with my tongue and her teasing and denying me as usual, she finally instructed me to in her words, fuck her. I needed no further prompting, I was on my knees, climbing between her legs, and plunged inside of her. Wow did that feel good. Her wetness allowed me to easily sink into her and between the moisture and heat I knew I wouldn't last long. She grabbed her trusty vibrator, and with me stroking in and out of her, placed the tip of the vibe right on her clit and in no time she was orgasming. How I lasted long enough for her to do that is beyond me!
Once she started to come out of her own bliss, she looked me in the eye and said, "it's time for you to cum". She had a catch though, I was to pull out and cum on her stomach. I wasn't sure why but who was I to argue. Just a few more strokes and I was pulling out of her and releasing myself onto her. God did I miss being able to orgasm. That release was earthshaking. At least for me anyways!
As soon as I came, she let me know why her stomach and not inside of her beautiful pussy; she wanted to watch me clean myself off of her. I routinely clean up any time I cum, which is almost always a ruined orgasm and have no problem then, but boy is it much harder for me to lick my cum after a full blown orgasm like that! Regardless how I felt though, I found myself leaning forward and licking my cum off of her as she gently stroked my hair.
As I know some of you have experienced, a lot of my submissiveness went right out the tip of my penis with my orgasm. My lovely wife looked at me with the remnants of my seed on my face and said; "I'm not done with you yet". She led me into the bathroom and mentioned the problem of losing some of that submissiveness after an orgasm and said she was going to do all she could to help me find it again as quickly as she could. With that, she instructed me to lay down and moments later her golden nectar was flowing from her and onto my face, and into my mouth. She definitely knows how to push me to where she wants me.
Ok, so just because I was allowed to orgasm doesn't mean we are done with her weight game. She still has weight she wants to lose and weight she wants me to lose. Her new game plan? February first. As before, each pound she loses will get added to that date, each gain subtracted and my reward/punishment for my own weight hasn't changed either. I guess I'm looking at at least sixty plus days. Sigh. Goodbye orgasm. It was fun while it lasted!
One side note. She has now mentioned that her ultimate challenge will eventually be one year. Those were terrifying words to my ears. It terrified and turned me on at the same time. Man am I messed up in the head! Until next time......
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Rewarded.....I Think?
I lost a pound this week so I got my reward. My lovely Queen spent the evening mercilessly teasing me and then said she wanted to take a shower and have me wash her hair and body. Ahhh, my gorgeous Wife naked. How could any man say no to that? So off to the shower we went. While I soaped up her long hair she continually stroked my penis, which by the way, I had absolutely no problems having a very hard erection this time out of the cage! After her hair, I next was able to wash those lovely breasts, between her legs, her cute ass, all the way down to her feet. A terrific moment to lather that body up completely.
After she was good and clean and well rinsed, she started to really stroke me. Faster and faster, bring me to that edge once more and stopping. This lasted all night. Well it felt like all night, but was probably more like five minutes. She grasped me in her hand one last time and pumped me until I was right there, no turning back and she stopped. I could do nothing but moan as my cum poured out of my penis. Notice I didn't say spurted, because as you may well have guessed she once more expertely ruined another orgasm. She wasn't done though, the load of cum leaking out of me was caught in her hand only to have me lick her clean of every drop. So, was that a reward or torture? I guess a little of both, but you can bet I didn't complain too much! I do so love that woman. Every torment she provides is well worth it.
She wasn't done yet. Once out of the shower, I found myself lying across the bed on my back and without warning her warm moist mouth was around me. I thought I had died. It felt sooo good to have that. Something I've dearly missed. She is very good with her mouth and in seconds I was once more hard as a rock. That hardness is what she was after because as soon as she had me there she was moving her body over me and sitting her sweet pussy onto my penis. All I could think of when she did that was the old Batman TV show with the "booms", and "pows". She felt so good. I of course twenty days into being denied had absolutely no stamina, so she teased me over and over again, sliding up and down on me, and stopping precisely when she knew she needed too.
After a long session of her riding me like that and teasing me and herself I think, I found myself between her legs, licking her, tasting her, and pleasing her with my tongue. All in all. A perfect night.
After she was good and clean and well rinsed, she started to really stroke me. Faster and faster, bring me to that edge once more and stopping. This lasted all night. Well it felt like all night, but was probably more like five minutes. She grasped me in her hand one last time and pumped me until I was right there, no turning back and she stopped. I could do nothing but moan as my cum poured out of my penis. Notice I didn't say spurted, because as you may well have guessed she once more expertely ruined another orgasm. She wasn't done though, the load of cum leaking out of me was caught in her hand only to have me lick her clean of every drop. So, was that a reward or torture? I guess a little of both, but you can bet I didn't complain too much! I do so love that woman. Every torment she provides is well worth it.
She wasn't done yet. Once out of the shower, I found myself lying across the bed on my back and without warning her warm moist mouth was around me. I thought I had died. It felt sooo good to have that. Something I've dearly missed. She is very good with her mouth and in seconds I was once more hard as a rock. That hardness is what she was after because as soon as she had me there she was moving her body over me and sitting her sweet pussy onto my penis. All I could think of when she did that was the old Batman TV show with the "booms", and "pows". She felt so good. I of course twenty days into being denied had absolutely no stamina, so she teased me over and over again, sliding up and down on me, and stopping precisely when she knew she needed too.
After a long session of her riding me like that and teasing me and herself I think, I found myself between her legs, licking her, tasting her, and pleasing her with my tongue. All in all. A perfect night.
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Heaven
Eighteen days since my last full orgasm. It's been eighteen days, but last night I got a taste of Heaven. She removed my cage and spent a some time softly teasing me while she watched television. It felt so damn good to be out of that device and to feel her hand on my penis as she stroked it and it could actually get hard. Though not as hard as you'd expect (more on that in a minute). After the teasing and her show was over, she removed her clothes, and laid next to me and then took me into her mouth. God did that feel so good. But it wasn't Heaven. That was coming next Heaven that is, not me. After expertly sucking me and bringing me right to the edge, she stopped and climbed up my body and straddled me. Heaven, for the first time in well over a month, I felt the heat of her pussy on my penis. Heaven as it slowly slid inside her. I swore I heard angels sing when she finally sank all the way down onto me. Heaven.
It only took a few strokes of her very wet and hot pussy to bring me right to the point of no return. She stopped. I don't know how she timed it so close. Over and over she rode me like that. Though it felt like Heaven there was a touch of Hell as she stopped each time I got close. I'd take that Hell any day for the chance to feel her wrapped around me like that. Heaven.
After the Heaven and Hell ride of my life, she slid off of me and told me it was time to worship her pussy with my tongue. Though I really hated to feel the warmth and wetness of her leave my penis, there is absolutely nothing I love more than to get the chance to taste her and pleasure her with my mouth. She tastes absolutely wonderful and I cherish every chance I get to taste her and please her.
Tonight she wouldn't orgasm from my tongue. Tonight she wanted something else. Occasionally she gets the urge to have me take her anally while she uses her vibrator on her clit. Tonight was one of those nights. A condom, some lubrication, and I was working myself into her. Once I was in her it literally only took her a minute to explode with a very powerful orgasm. There is nothing like listening to her when she orgasms. I absolutely love it. Luckily for me it only took a minute because there was no way I could have lasted more than that inside of her. I struggled mightily not to cum as it was. And with that, our play for the night swiftly came to an end. There was some discussions we had during all of that which is something that has been talked about off and on during the week. I think I'll save that for another post.
Now, I mentioned at the top of the post about not being as hard as expected. I say that because well, I'm not getting as hard as I normally do when that aroused. I don't know exactly what's going on. I'm thinking maybe it's the extended time caged up and my mind isn't letting me get the raging erection I normally do or what. A little worrisome from my point of view. With that said though, I'm getting hard enough, it's just not as hard as I was used to before this all began. Interesting to say the least. I'll have to do some reading to see if others have experienced that. And with that, I'll come to a close. Later all........
It only took a few strokes of her very wet and hot pussy to bring me right to the point of no return. She stopped. I don't know how she timed it so close. Over and over she rode me like that. Though it felt like Heaven there was a touch of Hell as she stopped each time I got close. I'd take that Hell any day for the chance to feel her wrapped around me like that. Heaven.
After the Heaven and Hell ride of my life, she slid off of me and told me it was time to worship her pussy with my tongue. Though I really hated to feel the warmth and wetness of her leave my penis, there is absolutely nothing I love more than to get the chance to taste her and pleasure her with my mouth. She tastes absolutely wonderful and I cherish every chance I get to taste her and please her.
Tonight she wouldn't orgasm from my tongue. Tonight she wanted something else. Occasionally she gets the urge to have me take her anally while she uses her vibrator on her clit. Tonight was one of those nights. A condom, some lubrication, and I was working myself into her. Once I was in her it literally only took her a minute to explode with a very powerful orgasm. There is nothing like listening to her when she orgasms. I absolutely love it. Luckily for me it only took a minute because there was no way I could have lasted more than that inside of her. I struggled mightily not to cum as it was. And with that, our play for the night swiftly came to an end. There was some discussions we had during all of that which is something that has been talked about off and on during the week. I think I'll save that for another post.
Now, I mentioned at the top of the post about not being as hard as expected. I say that because well, I'm not getting as hard as I normally do when that aroused. I don't know exactly what's going on. I'm thinking maybe it's the extended time caged up and my mind isn't letting me get the raging erection I normally do or what. A little worrisome from my point of view. With that said though, I'm getting hard enough, it's just not as hard as I was used to before this all began. Interesting to say the least. I'll have to do some reading to see if others have experienced that. And with that, I'll come to a close. Later all........
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
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.
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.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Trip is Over
Well our extended weekend is officially over. It was good to get away together and spend quality time without any "normal" life issues to stress us out! Three days filled with no pressure, sleeping in, doing what we liked, and of course Her teasing me to the breaking point!
I still don't have my cage back on, so I did get to spend the weekend swinging free which actually in turn probably made things worse for me. It started on Saturday afternoon, She continuously edged me over and over. Keeping me on the verge of completely losing control. That session finished with me getting to climb between Her beautiful legs and place my mouth on Her sweet pussy. There is nothing I crave more, even my own orgasm, then to get to go down on Her until She orgasms. It's a beautiful thing!
Later Saturday evening it was time for more teasing and a little pain The late night fun started with Her putting me into a parachute ball stretcher for the first time. The gentle tug of the weight and Her occasionally swinging it kept me slightly uncomfortable to say the least. It didn't help that while wearing that she added the use of a Wartenberg wheel on my erect penis and stretched testicles. That of course led to me flinching many times which in turn caused the weight dangling from my testicles to swing even more causing additional pulling and discomfort. Once She allowed me out of that it was more edging until She fell asleep. Another long night.....for me.
Sunday we spent the day out and about all day. By the end of the evening She wanted a good foot massage and then to simply go to sleep.
Monday, our final day of the break started with Her getting coffee and breakfast in bed. That was quickly followed with Her once again stroking my penis over and and over, edging me ever closer. I finally reached a point where I was regularly oozing cum which She would ensure each drop ended up in my throat. After teasing me to no end, it was time for the tape and condom trick I mentioned in an earlier post. Once my penis was encased in tape and four condoms, it was time to enter Her. There is no more frustration that I can think of then getting to put myself into Her beautiful pussy and not be able to feel anything. I so wanted to cry and scream in frustration. Her on the other hand did scream and moan as She was able to enjoy orgasms without the worry of me coming too soon. The moans of Her pleasure made my frustration well worth it.
Reluctantly we are back to the real world and I am looking at day number eight since my last release. So, until next time.....
I still don't have my cage back on, so I did get to spend the weekend swinging free which actually in turn probably made things worse for me. It started on Saturday afternoon, She continuously edged me over and over. Keeping me on the verge of completely losing control. That session finished with me getting to climb between Her beautiful legs and place my mouth on Her sweet pussy. There is nothing I crave more, even my own orgasm, then to get to go down on Her until She orgasms. It's a beautiful thing!
Later Saturday evening it was time for more teasing and a little pain The late night fun started with Her putting me into a parachute ball stretcher for the first time. The gentle tug of the weight and Her occasionally swinging it kept me slightly uncomfortable to say the least. It didn't help that while wearing that she added the use of a Wartenberg wheel on my erect penis and stretched testicles. That of course led to me flinching many times which in turn caused the weight dangling from my testicles to swing even more causing additional pulling and discomfort. Once She allowed me out of that it was more edging until She fell asleep. Another long night.....for me.
Sunday we spent the day out and about all day. By the end of the evening She wanted a good foot massage and then to simply go to sleep.
Monday, our final day of the break started with Her getting coffee and breakfast in bed. That was quickly followed with Her once again stroking my penis over and and over, edging me ever closer. I finally reached a point where I was regularly oozing cum which She would ensure each drop ended up in my throat. After teasing me to no end, it was time for the tape and condom trick I mentioned in an earlier post. Once my penis was encased in tape and four condoms, it was time to enter Her. There is no more frustration that I can think of then getting to put myself into Her beautiful pussy and not be able to feel anything. I so wanted to cry and scream in frustration. Her on the other hand did scream and moan as She was able to enjoy orgasms without the worry of me coming too soon. The moans of Her pleasure made my frustration well worth it.
Reluctantly we are back to the real world and I am looking at day number eight since my last release. So, until next time.....
Monday, October 1, 2012
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.
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.
Sunday, September 30, 2012
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.....
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.....
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......
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.
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