Very quick update

She is out.

We havent had full blown orgasmic for her sex since last tuesday, although we have done a lot of teasing. Last tuesday was the sex we had the night of her last visit to the boyfriend. Its been a busy week! Last night we fooled round, but she would not let me give her an orgasm as she was saving it for tonight. She enjoyed 'saving herself' for her boyfriend. Today I got home from work and shortly found her upstairs shaving her pussy, leaving a cute little landing strip... for him.

After dressing her up for later she demanded I put on the panties she has work all day and keep them on until she reurns, a little humiliation in the mix. No lockup, but im not allowed to cum either, of course.

Wonder what she is up to now, while I catch up on work?

M

Panties, my pants are gone!

There have been some changes chez nous. This is the first and shortest of three blog posts covering it. Sandy has become more dominant, or rather more in tune and happy with being the dominant.

For example about a month ago I came home to find all my underwear missing. She has hidden it all. For the time being I am only allowed to wear her panties if I want underwear, or go commando. Her used panties. Each time I go to the toilet my body warmth sets her scent off and I smell her wafting to me and teasing my senses. The tightness of them reminds me of her all day. She doesnt find me attractive in them, nor do I, but she does love to humiliate me so she makes me keep them on and only take them off when she is there to see, sometimes making me do a spin to show her all sides. She loves that I get embarrassed. The other night she even made me sleep all night next to her in a tight lacy black thong.

I have no idea when I will have male underwear again, but she shows no sign of tiring of this yet. I have no idea even where they are hidden, so even out for a beer with the boys there is no sneaking a pair.

Toy!

As we walked into the room the mood changed.

"Strip" she demanded. I knew not to argue, embarrassed beyond belief I stripped completely naked, no clothes, not even any pubic hair to protect me, I stood in front of them horny and humiliated, a toy. Mistress and her boyfriend stayed fully clothed looking at me. I could see raw lust in her eyes, her look making me tremble, making me weak. He looked vaguely amused. I couldn't resist it, I was so deep in my submission that I did what I had to do, it just felt right. I dropped to my knees crawling over to them.

"Kiss my feet. Thank me for allowing you this privilege." Kneeling, face to the ground I kissed her feet, sexy in black strappy heels. Kissing her instep, the arch of her foot, her toes, all the exposed skin. I showered every part of her feet in my gratitude. My cock ached. Mistress leant down and fondled my cock for a few minutes, saying nothing, A few hard swats to my ass followed. I was bracing myself for more when she turned to her boyfriend and started to make out. I was forgotten for a few minutes as they kissed and caressed each other, bodies entwined, their love apparent.

Suddenly she turns, pushes me to a chair by the bed and pins me there as her boyfriend ties my arms to the arms of the chair. I know it is to stop me touching myself. She pulls my head back by my hair, scratching and pinching my nipples, caressing my hard once more. She and he carry on making out, sinking to the bed inches from me, slowly stripping. I see her body, the body I crave so much slowly uncovered, another man touching and stroking what I long to possess. Her long legs and stockings uncovered, panties slipped off, his body pressed against hers. I burn with desire for what he has in his grasp. She reaches out and teases me occasionally until their passion overtakes them completely. Though they started slow their passion builds quickly. He is inside her she grinds her bare pussy against him. They haven’t met for a while and it shows. He fucks her rough, hard and fast; I hear her breath coming out in gasps as he thrusts hard into her, pushing her along the bed. Her guttural moans rising until they both cry out in ecstasy, cumming almost at the same time. He collapses into her arms and they lie together, calming and catching their breath. I can feel sparks in the air between them.


A few minutes later he gets up walks over to me, I know what he wants, what she wants, I lean forward and clean his cock with my mouth, tasting them both. I know my place. I gently play with my tongue along his sensitive cock until he is clean and happy. Mistress is untying my hands as I do it, stroking me back to rock hardness. Then under orders I crawl over to the bed and lie on my back. I know what is coming, she squats over me, her sexy feet on either side of my head, her stocking clad thighs on either side of me, her bare red swollen pussy in front of me. I can smell her cum and his, overpowering. She is so so wet a drop beads at her lip, falling, landing on my tongue. I know it’s just a foretaste as she lowers her pussy hard onto my mouth. I know I have no choice. My tongue reaches up deep inside her, my mouth covered, barely able to breath, overwhelmed with lust, hers and mine. I lick out every drop, my tongue curling inside her, swirling around her, teasing her clit. She is my world now as my mouth is filled with cum, my rivals cum not my own. He wins, I am still unsatisfied. Finally she is clean, and she grinds herself against my mouth until she has another orgasm, using me without thought, her breath on my cock and tongue teasing me as she cums.

Finally she rolls off me, gives me a long hug for a few minutes, teasing my hard with her pussy before telling me... "You can go now, we are staying the night here. Next time you will be licking his cum from my ass so be prepared. Now put on my panties, they are to stay on all night. You will not wash your face tonight. You will not cum until you hear from me again. I love you xxx".

I leave, aching with unfulfilled need, smelling her on me, wishing I was him inside her. But I love that I am me, her loved and tormented friend.

Embarassed!

Havent cum in almost two weeks, so feeling somewhat needy:)

Had a little play this morning which resulted in part with my wife ordering me to put on her panties. As I have mentioned this before I find this very very embarassing, I know how silly I look in them. She doesnt like the way I look either, but does love the power trip, knowing how I hate to be seen like that!

Today she not only made me put them on but also took a picture. After we showered she told me that I have to post it until at least one comment appears, i.e. until it is proven that at least one person has seen me like that. Ouch! After that I can pull it.

I hate to do this, I really do. I like people to see me being attractive not silly, and thats how I feel. But I do love the control she is exhibiting, and control is best savoured when pushing at the edges Yes?

So here goes *deep breath*


- later edit - Yay I had my comment. Thank you sea breaze! Picture is gone thank god. However She did say that any of my regular readers who want to see it I should email it to them. So hopefully none of you will ask for it (trust me it aint cute).

M

I like to wear panties

I do, although I am shy to admit it. Here's why...

In the vanilla world lots of men do it, but in the kinky world it seems to be the preserve of the TV crowd. Its hard to put this clearly, I am open to most kinks and non judgemental about others choice of fun, but for me some kinks have connotations that aren't me at all! The TV world seems sad to me, so many of those I have known are unhappy, torn, hurting. Some seem to revel in this, an attitude most visible in the online chastity cuckold fantasy world. I call this the i'm a useless worthless worm syndrome. As an aside I believe that Altairboys chastity belt website, once the primary resource for the chastity crowd, has long been ruined as a knowledge resource by the pervasivness of such material. Any newbie visiting it (perhaps having been introduced by their partner) would think that chaste men have serious self esteem problems. I find people's acceptance of such low self esteem unhealthy and I admit to being very uncomfortable with it. I know I am generalising, I am sure that many TVs are happy and well balanced, but none that I have known.

On top of this there is the fact that very few men look good in feminine underwear! Agreed that this is subjective, but although some men have beautiful features and look lovely my guess is that most men and women would not consider it aesthetically pleasing. Pleasurable and fun to look at for many reasons perhaps, but not aesthetically.

But I like to wear them. And I know why...

1 They make me feel close to my wife, something so intimate of hers being with me all day.
2 They feel sexy.
3 Their prettyness reminds me of the loveliness of the female form

I never forget how truly silly I look:) A hairy muscular man in lacy nothings:) Suffice to say I don't do it for the looks... I am lucky that my wife is amused by this, even touched by it, she knows I do it in large part to remind me of her. She doesnt want to see it, nor do I want her to, but she knows I have it on and quite likes it. There is one exception. She knows I am vain and dont like how I look in her underwear. She seems to have taken a shine to making me don them for a spanking, and doesnt seem to mind seeing them in that context at all! And yes I admit it turns me on to be made to do that, a touch of humilitation can be fun!

The whole question of TVs is one I do sometimes ponder. I honestly dont believe this is a judgemental thing, at least not judging the kink itself. I feel sad for those TVs I have known in real life, and worried for some of those online whose fantasies I have read.

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