Sub night

Last night I had a date with my lovely wife. She and I are getting on well these days, very in much love.

Only this was no ordinary date, this was an intimate date. A sex date. A kinky as hell date!

I asked her if she preferred to be dominant or to lie back and be a teased, tortured, abused little toy. sub. She said Dom, unusually so. She is being that way much more these days (although often we switch roles during and she ends up on the bottom). Not this time, hahah.

That morning when we awoke we both had the evening in mind. Slept well, we had 10 minutes before the kids woke and were kissing, flirting, making out and generally being very in love. We both got rather excited, started fantasising to each other about how sexy it would be to have another man in with us. She said she would want to tie me and make me watch her be his. She said maybe she would make me suck him, make him hard before she fucked him. But not me, I'd go to bed that night unsatisfied :) bad girl!!

I was hot! Burning with desire. Suggested that tonight could she try a strap on me. I have suggested it before but she was never sure of the idea, it made her uncomfortable. She until recently wasn't entirely comfortable with her sexuality and more unusual kink. This time though she said yes! What's more her eyes were sparkling as she said it :) She joked as we teased fantasising that maybe shed let her boyfriend fuck me up the ass, hahah.
I later asked for her to wear thigh boots tonight, since she was feeling Domme, and she suggested she add corset and holdups to go with it... I wasn't about to argue heheh.

We then to work both tingly and aroused. It was lovely to feel her enthusiasm and it felt so good that she had ideas of her own.

Evening comes around, kids are in bed, we have spent a few minutes winding down. Funnily enough we then find ourselves up in the bedroom, she pulling on some of her sexiest holdups and me polishing her thigh boots before zipping them up her long beautiful legs. She hooks her corset covering her smooth stomach, pert breasts and oh god, oh so insistent cherry nipples, turnings demands I lace her up tight. I do that while nuzzling the back of her neck (she likes that) and raining kisses over her sexy shoulders. And so the games begin.


She demands I strip and get the paddle. I can't find it in its usual place and as I bend over searching for it she flicks her riding crop over my exposed backside. No lovetaps these they burn lines of ice across me, demanding me to search faster for more instruments of her control. Finally I find the paddle and she pushes me onto hands and knees, head down and ass stinging. A long paddling, she is finding her feet and asks once or twice if I am ok. When she realises I am she really lays in long and hard, letting up momentarily when I cry out only to continue. She enjoys making me squirm, watching me wriggle in pain but ordering me not to move away.

She stops now and then to tease me, hardening my cock to iron and edging me. Sometimes I get so horny I can't help but break position to turn and give her a passionate kiss, my tongue deep in her mouth and arms holding her tight, this woman I love. Other time I nuzzle her thighs and soft pussy. She laughs, giving me a moment then orders me back on knees NOW!
She told me later that she really got off on how fast I responded. Normally I am more in control day to day, or at best we discuss things. Here she enjoyed an immediate no arguments response. She also got off on punishing me extra for turning round and kissing her as she hadn't allowed it (even though she enjoyed it) How sexy is that:)

She tickles me a while, a kink I introduced her to that she loves to inflict. Again I wasn't allowed to move away, then asks me which hurts more, crop or paddle. I say crop, so she says she is going to give me 10 hard swats with it. Owowow but yum! When she stop she gets me to thank her for stopping, by kissing her feet. Something I love, her feet, and another first for her.
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We lie down together and she plays with me a bit, bringing me on edge again. I get the strapon and pull it up her long smooth legs (we are a similar height but her hips are a good 3 inches higher than mine, that's how long they are, sexy!. She looks hot, on fire. I cant help but suck the strapon, I admit I really get off on it. She spins me round and crops me some more, but I get so horny, so hot for her I fall to floor and suck her some more.
Now so horny take her deeper, and she starts pushing my head down till I am gagging on her cock. I keep thinking she'll realise and stop but no, she keeps doing it all the more. Turns me on that she enjoys being so mean, it turns out she finds it entertaining. I am playing with her as I suck. The crotch strap of the strapon is deep between her pussy lips and as I touch her I find her soaking wet. Really slippy and hot. Unusual for her to be so wet she must be really horny. She later told me that whipping me really turned her on.

I was ordered on to all fours for the strapon. Now I was I admit nervous. Although I usually try on myself anything I do to her (I am the one on top normally) I have no idea how I can take this cock. Its bigger than anything I've tried on myself, thicker and longer. My wife has no experience with ass play except as a receiver. She has only once before even used a finger on me. And to be honest I haven't really enjoyed anything there, I didn't dislike it but it did nothing for me when I did it to myself. I had previously cleaned myself well with an enema. She uses lots of lube, tries to warm me a little with her finger at my suggestion, but her long nails stop us. So we just go for it...

Then tip goes in. Its a big strapon and I don’t think I will take the wider base. The tip hurts a bit and she stops till I adjust. Then slowly pumping shallow strokes. Now the pain eases and I am getting horny again, very horny as the pleasure mounts! Never done this before, but now I see why she likes to be fucked in the ass so much. WOW. As she fucks me she gets deeper and deeper, orders me to touch myself. She really seems to be getting into this. After a while I feel her soft sexy thighs against mine and I realise that she is fully in me! Never expected that to be possible let alone so so pleasurable. Now she's banging me so hard as I beg her not to make me cum yet! I want this to last longer, much longer.

We stop and fool around a bit on bed. We kiss, she teases me, I edge her sopping pussy a while until she is also gagging for her cum. Suddenly, and very unexpectedly, she states that she wants me to cum with her cock in my ass. Not my idea at all, again its come from her. Rare and so valuable to me.
We turn on the vibration this time and she starts to fuck me once more, the heat mounts quickly. The vibrations travelling up the strap to her clit and the edging I gave her means she is close. She plays with herself as she thrusts hard into me and I am deep in pleasure, holding back hard as I can, timing it with her cum.
We both explode finally in a truly mind blowing, noisy, back arching orgasm. Really good orgasms for both of us. As her orgasm sends little aftershocks through her she cools off with slower thrusts and that draws my orgasm out nice and long
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After we kiss, snuggling up for ages. We both really enjoyed ourselves, she was comfortable and happy in new territory. Some how what felt dirty and naughty during sex metamorphosed into feeling really loved and in love afterwards. Haha fucked by my lovely wife in the ass is lovey sex for us now!? We have come on since the early years.

Ps Did I mention how beautifully smooth and trimmed her pussy was, oh just heavenly.

Ahhhh, some days it works so well :)

Birthday card

For my birthday sandy sent me a lovely card saying that we had had our best year yet. This felt great to hear. She also signed it off with her mistress name, used on her ic profile. The gooey subby feeling as I read it was overwhelming. She said later that she did it because its now so much part of who we are, and that she thinks it has significantly contributed to our happiness.

Saturday night dancing

Saturday night she was out with her lover at a trendy london club, one of those places that celebs and footballers go. It seems he knows the owner there. I spent saturday evening pleasuring her, lying in bed with my cock in her hand edging me while I brought her to the brink of orgasm several times. She did not allow me to make her cum though, she is enjoying denying me that and wants to save it for him (not that he has managed to make her cum yet, ha!). After that I made her a gin and tonic (she demanded one) and was then on my knees naked holding her drink while she got dressed. I was allowed to kiss her feet several times and her freshly shaved pussy once or twice, but mainly I admired her beautiful form as she dressed, occasionally holding her drink up to her when she needed it and taking it from her outstretched hand when she was done. No please or thank you was said, she just looked imperiously at me as she did it. I was totally in my place on my knees and she totally loved seeing me there. Part way through I was ordered to put on my chastity belt before kneeling back down with her drink in hand. She ended up wearing black patent high heels, sheer black tights, very short very tight pinstrip skirt and a slightly see through sparkly black top with bare arms. Deep red lips and dark eyes.

In an aside while looking for her coat she found the harness for our strap on which we thought we had lost. Fantastic. I noted that she could use it on me soon and her eyes lit right up. Its been a while since she has fucked me and it seems she has missed it.

Before she left the house we made out, she was grinding her crotch into the front plate of my belt, teasing my mouth by fucking it with her tongue and breathing heavily into me. I had her firm butt in my hands which was barely contained by her skirt. It was obvious I was melting with lust and desire for her and equally obvious she was utterly enjoying herself. I kissed her a final goodbye, dropped to my knees and kissed each of her feet, the last thing I kissed before she left the house to meet the other man.

Further update after the visit...

Sandy was tired before she went out and did not want a late night, nor did she want to go to his place afterwards. I was expecting her home by 2:30 at the latest. I had said it was fine if she wanted to go out later but to text me so I didn't worry. She said she would.

I worked till about one then went to bed. Woke at 2:30, just by chance not by design and checked the time and for messages. Nothing, but that's fine. A little while later texted her to see if she was having a nice time. More of a gentle check up. No reply but I knew in the club she wouldn't have her phone, so I started worrying a bit but told myself I shouldn't. After another hour I was so concerned I sent another text asking if she was OK. I got a reply a few minutes later but it was very cryptic and did little to ease my mind. I asked what she meant. No reply. Now I was really worried but I didn't want to disturb her when she is probably fine and I am just being silly. I couldn't shake it off though. At four I texted one last time and when I got no reply I decided it was enough and called her, getting through on the second attempt only, more worry. She said she was OK and on her way home and my heart stopped beating quite so fast.

I was so damned worried, I wondered if I had overreacted but thinking about it later I realised that so many things had not added up that I was right to. Even her odd reply which it turns out had been her trying, while receiving oral, to tell me she had cum twice. Lovely idea crap execution. It was so odd I wondered if someone else had her phone.

She was very apologetic. We hugged, she told me she loved me and a bit about her night before she went to sleep. I slept badly and my dreams were full of anger at her. My subconcious was telling me something that I hadn't realised while awake. I was angry with her for scaring me.

Next day we talked about it, she agreed she had been very silly not to get in touch and had between swept up in the moment. She agreed I had good reason to worry and did not want me not to check up on her as she liked the security net. We agreed on a sign in her texts to show she is OK and it really is her, and she will be more careful next time.

Panic over, but by god it scared me.

Anyway she had a really good time but my own experience was rather overshadowed.

Sex amongst equals

Sandy likes to highlight the difference. With her lover she has sex as an equal. She lets him fuck her and encourages him to be rough with her. I am her sub and sex between us is almost entirely a d/s dynamic. With me she is in charge in bed, even when temporarily she gives away a little power. She has admitted that she spent a long time teaching me to be gentle, and now with him remembers the pleasure of someone being rough with her. She says it almost to tease me because she doesn't want me to change, she gets submissive kinky sex at home with me, and now and then gets sex with an equal, fucking, and not being dominant with her lover. The best of both worlds. What is more she enjoys the disparity, her husband is sexually her sub, her lover is her equal. These are her words.

She has also admitted that its reminded her why we are kinky. Once a week or so of vanilla fucking is fun especially with someone new, but she has said she needs much more than that. Her lover is not especially kinky and she told me would get bored if that is all she had. Again this works for her, she gets both vanilla from him and kink and d/s from me.

Mind you her lover has noticed that she is quite a dominant woman and it appears that he might have a bit of a submissive streak himself. He has asked her a couple of times to dominate him and she has declined. She says it is partly because she doesn't know him well enough to do it well, but mainly because she has that with me and prefers her lover to be equal or even a touch dominant with her. Poor bloke. If he really does have a submissive streak it must be hard to be so close to having your fix but not getting it. I suggested to her that she should tell him about our dynamic otherwise he doesn't understand part of what makes her tick.

For myself I kind of like it that my submission to her is valuable precisely because it's coming from the man she loves, and I like to think she doesn't want that with anyone else. She says don't kid myself:) she values it from me but doesn't want it with him mainly because she wants a change.

She does not think that having a lover is a lifestyle for her. She thinks that after this it may not happen again. I find that amusing, she had thoughts like that about so many things in the past. She does not always realise how much these things grow to be part of her. She gets dominance at home but vanilla sex with an equal away. She has all the fun of a new relationship and the excitement of the taboo, while having a loving husband and safe home life. She enjoys the fantasy. Most of all she has broken that taboo once and knows that it has not harmed us, quite the opposite. Once you've done it once the second time is much easier. So I doubt this is the only time, because one day whether a year of 5 from now when a cute guy she likes shows an interest in her and she knows her husband wont mind and her relationship will only benefit, whats the chance of her saying no?

M

Rules I live by

I have mentioned that we are living more and more in a 24/7 d/s relationship, albeit not a particularly extreme one. As part of that I have a set of rules I need to keep to. I have added a page keeping them up to date, the link is at the top of my blog, or you can get to it here.

Playtime at last

Sandy and i finally had our long overdue playtime last night. She stripped naked, she has recently shaved so the alabaster color of her skin extends unbroken from neck to feet, a beautiful sight. She then put on a pair of very high spiked heels, from this post. This is a first, usually I ask her to dress up. It felt very sexy kneeling at her feet, sexy heels at eye level and looking up at her statuesque body, Shaven pussy, pert breasts and lovely smile. She was already having fun, she has really missed playtime with me and her dominant itch needed scratching. Unsurprisingly she went straight for her riding crop, and laid into my arse for probably twenty minutes straight. She alternate hard with very hard, light taps but fast and stingy, really hard deep strokes. She forced me to keep my chest down and arse up even during the hardest strokes, grinding her heel on to my back, using her weight and the sharp point of the heel to force my body to the floor. She made me put my head to the ground and kiss her feet as she whipped me, taunting me that I was being a wuss and could take more, that I was out of practice even as she upped the intensity.

I will always remember being made to worship her feet in the heels while she stood in front of me, whipping the crop into my arse crack repeatedly hitting my hole, making it sting and burn, while admonishing me not to slobber on her feet and ruin her shoes. I wasn't of course but she liked humiliating and taunting me. She was well into the mood. Later she crouched behind me so I could see her pussy pouting as I looked back between my legs, then started whipping my balls knowing I did not want to pull away and lose the view.

A short bout of tickling followed, short but intense, then she ordered me to insert our largest butt plug, she wanted me plugged as she peed all over me. She was dead pleased with the idea. Since she wasn't ready yet she ordered me to remain on all fours on the floor at the foot of the bed, plugged and facing away from her while she relaxed for a while texting her lover and admiring my arse. I wasn't allowed to look at her. I must have been there for ten minutes and asked to look at her several times before being allowed to turn. When finally I was allowed to turn i found her lying on her side with her curves enhanced by her position, her diamond between her legs visible and her finger idly tracing over her arse and lips. Every now and then she would peek over at me and smile. I wasn't allowed to touch, I must have spent another thirty minutes kneeling there drooling wanting needing, and being denied. Two or three times I couldn't help myself and jumped on to the bed, hugging her and rubbing myself into her. Each time she started counting fast until I got back on my knees, then whipped me hard that many strokes to teach me my place. The last time I buried my face in her very wet cunt and tasted and drank her until she reached forty, I couldn't drag myself away. Mercifully only twenty of the strokes were hard but she was almost squeeling with fun as I squirmed to escape the crop.

Finally unable to stand the sight of the feast I pulled her down the bed a little way, staying on my knees I buried my head in her thighs and began to gently lick her, very gently, keeping her relaxed mood, I spent twenty minutes just gently pleasuring her and tasting her. For a girly who doesn't usually like oral this was unusual, but she found it very relaxing being very lightly played and licked while texting.

Sadly that's where it ended as my daughter chose that time to be sick in her sleep...

By the time we finished up it was late and sandy was tired, but she did need a pee. So one last little play as she ordered me into the bath, stood over me with her legs spread and let flow over my face and body. She always enjoys the dirtyness of it, and the enjoyment I get from it.

And there it ends. A lot of fun, no orgasms.

Out again, the tart!

So She who was sick has recovered a little. I didnt expect any sex until the weekend, let alone any possible extramarital engagement. Its been quiet on the sex front for the last week and a half with both of us having the cold. When I say quiet I mean almost non-existant. Sandy and I both felt the need to play, really properly play, last week. We had planned it for the weekend. She wanted to whip me, tickle me, she wanted to pee on my face, she was missing it. I for one needed, needed in the way only a kinky kinky sub needs it, a really good proper session of being abused and owned. Sadly the colds destroyed first me then her. No play. Actually sunday morning I teased her a little, she got very turned on while we talked about how she would feel if she actually fucked the boyfriend. She was very turned on but we both agreed for her not to cum then but to save it. If I felt up to it Sunday night we would play. If not she joked that he would get the benefit of a woman horny from a week without sex. In fact she half joked that she wouldnt let me make her cum that night either and save it all for him. In fact she said maybe she would do that often (she was joking).

In actual fact we didnt play that night, nor did she visit him on monday as she got sick herself... I thought that there would be at least a few days before anything could happen between us, and longer before she wanted to go out.

How wrong I was.

Tonight when she got home from work she looked fantastic. Business suit, crisp shirt, tan thigh highs underneath. I who havent cum for a week and a half couldnt keep my hands off her. She enjoyed the attention, and the desperate attentive state I was in amused her. She playfully, but seriously said that she intended to go and see him tonight, and did I mind. Actually I possibly did, I said im happy for her to go as long as she is feeling well, but not to push herself and have the cold bite back, its a doozy. She promised if she felt at all tired she would stay at home, but that she felt rather well.

We cuddled for a short while and chatted. I enjoyed the feel of her nearly naked body against me, she had taken off her work clothing but the thigh highs were still on. She wasnt sure if she was in a dominant mood at first but after 5 minutes sat on top and started teasing me a bit. She said she had made up her mind, she was in the mood and I was expected to lock my cock up before she went out, she didnt want me playing with myself while thinking of her adventure. She really enjoyed denying me that at a time I would be so desperate to tease myself. So I just spent the last 20 minutes watching and helping her dress. Ten inch denim mini, dark tights (hose) with no panties (her idea, she fantasised about it the other day and obviously it stuck with her), no bra, tight vest and pretty shirt. As if that wasnt enough, and my locked cock wasnt already bending steel, she bent over to get her high pointed heel black leather knee boots. First wear of the winter and its for his benefit and my tease. She knew exactly what she was doing, even looking back at me for the reaction she was fully expecting to cause.

There we are. She may not go over to his after her errands if she is feeling unwell. She may go over and just chat, but she may end up playing and I have no idea. Its driving me crazy with lust, and all that does is make her enjoy denying me more.

Analysis ---

She suggested she go see him, she pushed it, she wanted it. I didnt have to encourage her or tell her its ok at all. This is a first, its her game now. I told her she was enjoying this more than she expected she would and she wholeheartedly agreed. She admitted that she enjoys the game as much as I do, another surprise for me. It also makes her feel more dominant toward me (and more loving).

M

How long do I have to go with limited orgasms?

I had a quick chat with Sandy this morning, asked her if she thinks she will ever allow me to cum more than once a week. She though for a moment and then clearly said no. She said it works for her, and for me.

That's what I wanted for so long, knowing that she wants my suffering, and she decides and gets. It is hard knowing that I will always be kept so horny though!

She did say she didn't think she would reduce it either, that she likes it this way. I am relieved by that, although I'm not convinced she wont at some point become more strict.

Another visit, another cuck fantasy and possibility

She went out to visit him tonight. Again no intention of playing but who knows. We did play a submissive game beforehand. I dressed her in pretty nylons, knee length skirt and a gorgeous top that shows a lot of cleavage. She made me do this almost naked, just wearing tight boxers as she admired my ass. I was told to stay kneeling while she finished getting dressed and massaged her feet for a short while. She then ordered me to kiss her feet. It seems this was getting her in the mood.

After I was allowed to stand she asked, 'so how are you going to stop yourself touching yourself while I am out?'. I offered to wear my neosteel chastity belt, which brought a big smile to her face. She smiled even more when she saw the look on my face as I realised that she was serious. She said she liked to have the control over me. After putting it on she clicked the lock and made me kneel and kiss her feet again. She admitted that she was very tingly down below!

So She is out, i'm home with a list of tasks to complete and orders to massage her feet when she gets back, wondering if anything is happening. Even if nothing does this is a fun game!

These were taken before she left.

Some text messages

Today Sandy and I had a string of text messages. She is going away on a girly weekend soon and I suggested she lock me before she leave. Her response, and onwards are below

MayB leave a safe key in case u need it (mayB with Him?!)

haha! That would require an emergency! U R only allowed to do that if youve played with him.

Red rag 2 bull!

Really? I thought u werent sure?

Im not but if u say that u r asking 4 trouble!

Im saying it!

So u want 2 have 2 go and get key from him? and u want me 2 play with him?

I want u to play with him, god yes! But I dont want to have to get key would be embarrassing so it would have to be an emergency to make me do it.

do u think id be that mean 2 put u in that position?

Not for the main key but yes for the emergency one. Am I right?

Not sure but if I had conversation w him and he understood then mayB x

Lol! Not for a while then...


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By that time apparently she was soaking wet (she doesnt get very wet easily or often). Apparently when she went to the ladies she was dripping! I think she likes this game :)

Spiritual perfection

Before Sandy left for her holiday we played. Its been a while since we played. In the interim we had a very nasty argument about sex, one in which the old fears and emotional communication patterns reared their ugly heads. I had been looking after her for quite a while, the last two weeks in fact, as she was feeling slightly ill, or tired, and stressed. We only had sex once in that time (the tickling night). I knew Sandy was going away for a week and a half and she and I wanted to have lots of sex and intimacy before she left. Our illnesses, her stress etc didn't allow that. Having been very supportive and leaving my needs and trust in her hands I was disappointed when on our last two nights she didn't appear to be making any effort to spend quality time with me. In a nice little rehash of our past our argument consisted of my harsh uncaring complaints and her stubborn uncaring intransigence.

Luckily we had sorted it out by the next day, but it was a close run thing. I hate the idea she may have gone away with us having that distance between us!


Anyway on to happier things. The night before she left. I am not in an erotic writing mood right now, I may extend this later. But in short we started out with a bit of a cuddle but very quickly she decided that it was time to administer my punishment of 40 strikes with a riding crop (something I earned a week or two previously for I cant remember what).

Now these are punishment swats, no warm up, and they hurt! Since there were so many she was nice to me and most weren't too hard, but overall it HURT. After we stopped she and I played for a minute or two, and it suddenly occurred to me that she wanted more. She was being too nice to ask but she wanted to torment me. I asked if she wanted to whip me more, she smiled and agreed wholeheartedly. I asked if she wanted the belt or the crop. She laughed her evil laugh and said 'what do you think'. O bugger!

So began a good 20-30 minutes of almost non stop riding crop on my arse. Some hard, some soft. Many of them very hard strikes, even a few on my perineum, many many on my anus. Several times she made me lie on my chest with my arse in the air, spreading my own butt cheeks so she could whip the sensitive parts in between. My arse was burning, on fire, the only thing hotter was my steel rod of a cock. Traitor! To be fair this was for fun, she had started off more slowly so my body was in the groove, endorphins flowing, and she often reached around and held on to my cock as she whipped. This had a double effect, of keeping me in place unable to escape the swipes because of my own sensitive member, but also as I wriggled her hand effectively masturbated me, sometimes to the point of orgasm. Naturally she knew and intended both effects. For a while I lay across her as she cropped me, my entire sensitised body one huge erogenous zone singing out to me of her as she beat me over and over. God I was so so enjoying myself, the pain was high but the endorphins and teasing kept it mostly in the hot submissive territory, deep in endorphin sub-space. Sometimes she went much further and the pain became almost unbearable. Also fucking hot, to have to lie there and take it, to be so swallowed up in submission that her pleasure in hurting me made me stay down and offer myself up for more, for her. After these heavy periods a greater endorphin rush and an even deeper place in subspace was my reward for my submission.

On second thoughts now I am in the mood to write this in a hot way, remembering has got my 'juices' flowing.

After we stopped she rolled onto her back and said 'my turn', clearly in need of an orgasm. I started to pleasure her but she asked if I wanted some more teasing before she came (usually her cumming is the end of things). I know she asked because of my need for intimacy and longer playtime, what we had hoped for in the preceding two weeks. I appreciated the consideration! She had me kneel above her with my hands bound behind my back. I could feel her body against my thighs but couldn't touch it, both physically restrained and also banned, ordered not to. Of course she lay there naked, newly shaved, her pert breast jutting up as she arched her back, her skin soft against me, and her waist achingly slim. She writhed as she masturbated me, never letting me cum. She arched, she jutted, she made as if to kiss me but backed away. Twice I couldn't resist and tried to lean down and kiss her, her lips or her breasts anything would do! Once she let me fall useless on my face as I had no hands to support me, I fleetingly felt her breast on my lips as I fell. The second time she grabbed my neck, squeezing and holding my weight up by it, preventing me from getting near her, staring me deep in my eyes with as forceful a look as I have ever seen in her. She told me off, whipped me a few more times to teach me a lesson. I was brought to the edge a lot, lord knows how often. I was truly begging to cum through most of it, and she was relishing, really relishing her refusal. I asked her why and she said that she could see I really wanted to cum, this wasn't play begging, this was real, voice cracking, past caring 'I NEED TO CUM', past secretly wanting the tease to continue, and because of that she was especially enjoying refusing me. What monster have I spawned?

I asked her in passing to push her finger in my ass. She hesitated for a moment then got out from under me, rummaged in our toy box and pulled out the dildo from her pink strap-on. She squirted lube lovingly over the tip like it was a mans cum, then I was pushed face down on the bed. The head of the cock slipped in quickly, but it probably took 5 minutes for the pain to ease and become more fully pleasure. I was soft at this point. She thrust with her hands the cock, in and out, a little deeper each time, sometimes almost pulling out. I got slowly hard again. I have no idea how long but after a while she taunted me that it was almost fully in my arse. She got more rough, faster, harder, 'you are sucking it in you slut' she said, practically making me cum just from her words! Next thing I knew she had leant over me, her cunt pressed against the edge of the dildo, and she fucked me, fucked me roughly, fucked me like she was crazy with lust and barely repressed violence. She fucked me until the dildo was deep in my arse, until my body had been pushed up the bed and my head hung off the edge, and she kept on fucking. I have no idea how long this lasted, i never wanted it to end. My cock rasped on the bed like it was honey velvet. Then she reached around....

It must have taken only a minute to get me to the edge again, and there I stayed for a few more minutes as she ground her cunt on the dildo, he hips on my arse, her breasts on my back, and her hand on my cock. Then finally she let me go.

I wont try to describe my orgasm. No words can suffice. It was stronger than anything I have yet experience, coming from inside me, outside me, from my dirty mind and hers, from her control and my loss of it. From the snapping of the spring of lust she had been winding up with an hour of lust and loving violence. It was only now I even noticed my head hanging off the bed.

I wound down only for a short while before she cheerfully and cheekily lay back, spread her legs and demanded her own. I don't recall much of it clearly except for this. She was soaked, sodden, as wet as I have EVER found her. Clearly this had not just been for me, her body had loved it too. I know her pleasure was similarly intense, I remember using a rabbit in her arse and very large dildo in her pussy as i pleasured her. I know that she almost came from penetration alone (would have done but I stopped to draw it out for her. This has never happened before. When she came she was as full, as horny and slutty as ever, pussy and arse filled and who knows what dirty thoughts in her head (two men probably). I don't, because I was so out of it from my experience that while I was able to pleasure her and focus on exactly what she needed, I cannot remember any details at all. A couple of minutes after her first orgasm i gave her her second, with one single slide of my finger across her clit. One, just one. This I do remember.

I have nothing more to say. It was wonderful, sublime. We snuggled in for the night and our warmth and our love flowed around us like a perfume as we fell asleep.


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later edit ...
One thing I forgot to say, she had no intention of letting me cum during most of the evening. She wanted to go away with me unsatisfied knowing I am not allowed to play while she was gone. She was in an extreme teasing mood. I think she let me cum in the end because the fucking was so hot she enjoyed that more.

the end of the week

Seven days have gone by, seven orgasms and seven tasty (not) deserts. It has got harder and harder to do as the week goes by, my sex drive is sated, im not allowed to touch her much and not being touched. This makes it very hard to get revved up. A couple of nights ago she gave me one minute to do it, if i failed she threatened 7 weeks of denial (instead of 7 days of cumming). Shes loving this game :)

Ok she has helped a tiny bit, but not much!

Last night it took the threat of 7 weeks of denial to get me to eat, haha. What a good way to get those subby feelings flowing again, a good hard threat.

So its over, or so I thought, but this morning she suggested that as a grande finale she should let me fuck her, but then sit on my face after and make me eat it all up. I may have been shocked, but my treacherous cock gave the game away (fool!). So perhaps tonight I will be having some very kinky fun.

M

Be careful what you wish for

I always wanted to know what it was like to be dominated. Truly dominated, not slight pretend domination. The kind of domination that required me to control myself, exaggerate the control I was under, submit to a greater extent than the level of domination warranted. I always wondered, as do many subs I imagine, what it is like to be controlled beyond the point I was able to deal with, past the point I would ask for a break. Well past and to breaking point.

The chastity fantasist, and I have been one, wants to know what it is like to live in a relationship in which I was unable to cum, unable to ask and get, to be locked and unable to cheat. Given an orgasm a month if i was lucky and be screaming desperate even right after it. Absolute control, no cracks to take advantage of. Living my fantasy but gone so far beyond it I wanted out.

Well now I know, I finally know why it is some people say be careful what you wish for. It's really hard to live with, really hard. I love it, truly I do, I have craved such control as a sub for so long that having it meets a need so deep as to be utterly fulfilling. But the layers of me above that deep level, they scream for freedom, freedom to cum, to be sated. Freedom to take my wife like I used to. To feel her heat and wetness envelop me, and pound her and my sex drive into each other until they explode, a synergy of passions that crescendo and die away slowly.

Sandy kept me without for 6 weeks, much longer than my fantasies which were as a rule once a week. Then i had one orgasm, only one. She always liked to deny me for long periods but in the last few years at this point she would have had enough. I would have had a long period of not being in any way submissive. I would be sated. I would masturbate, fuck, be dominant at times. No longer. For example this time after I came she said she might stop, might have had enough. But since then every time we have had sex she has been adamant she doesn't want me to cum. It's just too much fun she says, and she has been completely unyielding in her decision. What's more she has taken to teasing me to the edge more, enjoying the look of sheer hunger and desperation. Enjoying not stopping when I beg her to stop, just edging that little bit more. This morning well after getting me close to cumming she sat on me, putting her hot, shaved pussy right on my cock and grinding herself on me till I almost came a few more times. I don't even remember the last time I was inside her, she doesn't crave it so I don't get it, simple as that. She doesn't feel at all guilty. But though I am gagging to feel my cock buried in her I know it may be months more before she wants that from me. Needless to say she gets to cum a lot though.

So I am still being denied, still controlled. not just my orgasm but other things as well. Massages, tea, doing the dishwasher, she asks but it's a strong request, and she likes the timescale to be on her terms. Again no guilt, rather an uninhibited enjoyment of her power to get what she wants, secure in the knowledge that I get off on it too.

Against all that I really want to cum, lots. I want to fuck her. Really really truly. This denial is way past my limit and I want it to end. But she doesn't, and her control means so much to me and she is so firm in her desire to deny that I will continue to suffer, to push my limits further, until she wants it otherwise. I can't do otherwise, that deep inner need ensures that. Too bad for the consious me.

True control feels different to the play that came before. It's a mental rollercoaster. I want and crave more, but I yearn for release. I can't even ask, I have 40 strikes with a riding crop already due me just for asking to cum (they hurt!). My mental chains and hers are driving me insane with need, a need that has no outlet. Mental bondage. I am emotionally needy, yet I must be strong and not abuse her by being overly demanding. I can't even scream out my frustration except when she allows it, when she is actively teasing. Even that outlet is dictated by her, denied to me.

All this may seem like we have a major sub Dom relationship. If you were to see us day to day you would see a normal couple. The control is a subtle undercurrent, a steel fist in a velvet glove. Hidden, not obvious, but very strong. Much of it seems vanilla from the outside, but it's not really, between us there is a power imbalance that we both know is there.

Be careful what you wish for!


Ps. Months ago Vixen commented that she didn't know how sandy could deny me my orgasms for so long, she really enjoys her own husband cumming. I know the answer now. I already knew that sandy isn't usually into penetrative sex, and that she has fun denying me. But I found out a few days ago that though she takes pleasure in me cumming, she takes more pleasure in seeing me hard. A lot more. When denied I am always hard for her, at the slightest provocation and even sometimes without that; proud and upstanding, iron hard. She loves that apparently, and it's another big factor in her enjoyment of my denial.

M

Where to begin?

Well I dont know where to begin!

In the last month I havent been able to post because I havent had much time to write. But I have had plenty of inspiration. Unfortunately this will have to be a short post, more of an aide memoir to help me remember the events if I dont get to write more about them in the coming days.

I havent cum in almost a month. Sandy is in a full blown playful but mean domme mood. I have been close many many times but not even a milking or spoilt orgasm. Not a drop of cum has passed from me. In the meantime she has been coming probably 8-9 times a week, usually 2-3 per session.

She spent on evening toward the start of the month going down on me, after I had asked her for a little oral attention. She spent probably 20 minutes lovingly licking me, sucking me, and nibbling, biting, nipping. I was close to the edge for most of it. I was in fact screaming for an orgasm. But suddenly she stopped, mischievously miled and lay back with a satisfied look on her face, an i'm about to cum and you arent look, but you are going to do it for me..

And I did, twice, and she then went to sleep leaving my mind as submissive as its ever been and my body screaming for attention.


Some other noteworthy points I need to write about.

New rule, Im not allowed to ask for orgasm or for her to trim.

My use of a strap-on on Sandy, a big one in her ass.

Our new play with watersports.

My public whipping, clamping, spiking and edging at a club (intense)!!!

A champagne enema, heavy sphincter spanking, and DP on Sandy until she came, hard.

As you can see a lot has happened. I hope to find time to write up more of it!

M

The Dom is back (at least for the night)

Last night we switched roles, Sandy was on the bottom in need of a good tease and a bit of healthy abuse. Who was I to refuse :) After her second orgasm we made love, we came simultaneously with her in my arms, bodies close, every inch of skin in an embrace. It was the nearest to 'lovemaking' we ever come, and it was wonderful.

I won't relate it all, but try to highlight one small section and make it as hot, and accurate, as I can.


' kneel up' he ordered, 'quickly!'

She rose up and knelt, her hands on her thighs, back arched. Always good in that position, she looked weak, horny, ripe for abuse. His eyes took in her form, her breasts were pert, pointing up and swollen in their rope prison. her legs, achingly long and folded beneath her, the skin of her inner thighs smooth, creamy white, a sheen of persperation. glistening sensuality. Her hips and arse flared wide, curved cheeks, rounded and soft, so clearly a women. He held her waist easily in his hands, soft in his palms, encompassed by him, squeezing his toy, marking his possession.

He admired her from behind but his manner was rough. 'spread' he snapped, slapping her inner thighs wider apart, reddening them. He didn't care for her pain, indeed the whimper was music to him. As she kneeled, panting, her moist depths were available but cast aside, a deeper violation was required. His finger slipped deep into her arse. There was no warning, yet her spread thighs had bared her hole to him and he took it. First one, then two fingers sliding in without resistance, her inner slut inviting the abuse. 'oh god yes' she breathed, 'fuck me!' He felt her muscle grabbing him tight, each movement of his finger making her slippery arse twitch, gripping tighter still. He always loved the feeling of this, this soft mouth kissing his finger, hungry for him. Her depths violate.

'What are you?'

'a slut' she answered, 'a dirty slut, dirty dirty whore, I I'll do anything, fuck anyone you make me, oh god, I'm just a dirty slut begging to be used'

He smiled.

Frustrating anger

Saturday morning the kids were away so we had an opportunity to play and take our time. It was fun, sexy, lovely. Sandy came twice, good strong orgasms. The first was with her on all fours over me in sixty nine position, her clit in my mouth being sucked hard while I pumped a large dildo into her arse, watching from so close as her arse kissed the dildo, stretched round it. As we did this she imagined making mesuck her while another man used her and fucked her arse, my getting covered in his cum as he pulled out. Yes she is getting into this humiliation game!

Anyway later in the morning we were fucking, her on top in cowgirl. I really thought given how needy I was that today she would let me cum, finally. I should have known better, she had commented earlier that i have only had one single proper orgasm this year, in the first week of January. She really seemed to get off on that thought. As she was fucking me I got very close to the edge, she said I was allowed to cum so I let myself go. She stopped! The orgasm had not even started but was just about to, yet it made me lose interest for a moment as if I had cum. Luckily she kept riding until the need to cum came back, but then she did it again! This time I lost it, no orgasm but cock going soft and over sensitive as she kept fucking me. The frustration was strange, horrible, I felt anger boiling up inside me. Not at her though, but at the situation. I have learned to appreciate spoiled orgasms, normally the event makes me frustrated, submissive, and amused, I laugh at the state she and I have got me into. This was different, it wasn't a spoiled orgasm as such, the cum hasn't actually started. The physical reaction in my body was a deep slow throbbing in my stomach, an overflow of hormones that made me emotional and angry despite myself, even though I am quite happy as her sub to be denied. A horrible feeling.

I didn't take it out in her, but it showed enough for her to know something was wrong. She was very caring about it, just what I needed. She held me and we hugged as we talked, I assured her that i was not annoyed with her, that the feeling was hormonal not emotional. Anyway it passed and she teased me to the edge once more, just to 'make me feel better', hah!

Of course i didn't get to cum. She admitted that she had never intended to let me, although she hadn't intended what had happened she was aiming for a normal spoiled orgasm. My submissive feelings shot up as she said this. Even with such an uncomfortable event she didn't crack, didn't stop and let me off the hook. She was strict and still enjoying herself which is wonderful and unexpected. Luckily that set of circumstances is so hard to achieve that even if she wanted to try, which she doesn't, I doubt we could recreate it. So a learning moment that with hindsight is quite funny.

Very strange though, totally irrational feelings. Not nice!

Last night as we cuddled and went to sleep I asked if I could, she said no. I called her mean and she laughed and said its great isn't it. Then she said something the force of which hit me much later, 'I'm not sure who is enjoying this more, me or you'. Well that's scary fun, be careful what you wish for hey? I really want to cum, but this train isn't about to stop :)

I'm cracking up!

In future I will refer to my wife as sandy, a nickname based on how she looks when she has been in the sun for a while, I call her sand monkey as her face gets so covered in freckles she looks like a dirty little monkey that's been scrabbling in the sand.

Yesterday (saturday now) we had guests, but all day sandy and I were flirting, kissing, hugging, I kept falling for her gorgeousness, holding her tight. She kept grabbing me, my arse, my waist. At one point she whispered in my ear, right next to her mother, that she was tempted to send me away without cumming. I'm going away on business for a few days, and was really hoping and thinking she would let me cum before I went. Its got to the point that I am so horny for a proper orgasm that I really want to cum, orgasm denial has for the first time ever gone so far I actually want her to stop and give me a decent cum! She has other ideas it seems, and again I am stunned by how my ex- vanilla, slightly sub wife has changed deeply and completely. She is really really getting off on being so mean, relishing my frustration. Her eyes are sparkling with love and mischief that used to be reserved only for food and skiing. In fact she now knows I have gone past the point of wanting, really wanting to cum, and it seems to have made her enjoy it all the more. Anyway we flirted all day but bed time was very late and we slept.

This morning we woke before the kids, unusual, and had time to play. She read a post by long distance sub about being exhibited, and that resulted in my pleasuring her to the fantasy of her masturbating in front of a crowd, legs spread lewd and wide. She came harder than she had for ages.

My turn and she had me on edge in seconds. She made it clear I wasn't to cum until she told me I could, if I did I would be sent away locked up. As she teased she also admitted that she hoped the kids would wake up and interrupt us, now that she had had her cum. Bitch! Eventually she climbed on top, rested her still wet pussy on my balls and teased me ever so slowly to the edge, just by scratching at my Frenum, and said I could let go. I came like a rocket, ooh wait I didn't. I would have only she let go of my cock leaving the only stimulation her hot puss grinding on my balls. Aaaaaaahhh.

And apparently she claims she is being nice, just because I am not locked.

I am so close to throwing her to the bed and raping her, but of course she would never allow that :) and the sub in me just keeps growing. I feel like the body snatchers have stolen my sandy and replaced her with an evil twin, only she clearly loves me more now than ever, and that's a lot! How could she not have even suspected she had this in her, she used to insist she had not got a dominant bone in her body. She commented a few days ago about the heartache we would have avoided had we known this sooner.

So she tells me that when I return I am back in lock down until the weekend. I hope I get to cum then!

We that was a much longer post than i expected...

Random post

A quick update written on the train. These days work is a nightmare, busy and problematic. I hardly get time to write let alone edit what I have written.

I don't really know what to write today, but i need to. My wife's dominance is still growing, in a very playful way. She loves that I am her toy and will do as she asks immediately. I give her a foot message every other night as she falls asleep, it helps her sleep. The other night she asked for one when I had a cold. Asked not demanded, but asked anyway. It was my pleasure! She demands much more practical help too. She isnt excessive, but she does like her own way.

In the last month I haven't cum properly, merely twice at work and two spoiled orgasms at her hand. She is really enjoying being so mean while she cums lots, and there is no sign of an end. For my part i feel like her 'in love' toy, her knight, her submissive lover. I don't think we will ever swap roles again permanently, now that she has allowed herself to let go she has fallen in to this dominant role so easily that it amazes me we ever thought she was a sub. She now swaps roles for sex sometimes, and loves it, but less often.

UPDATE
Last night we played again. I wanted to start with a long cuddle but she, yes my old vanilla wife, was itching to get on! A short cuddle later I was tied with my arms to my chest, feet together, flipped onto my front where she proceeded to tease and whip me, mostly whip. She used all 'her' implements, paddles, tawse and riding crop. After a long warmup during which I was wriggling like a mad thing she asked if I had had enough... I hadn't, but she hadn't either and really wanted to let rip. Once I told her to feel free and that I was fine with that, she tanned my ass so completely a couple of times I had to beg her to stop; which she took her time doing:)

She taunted me with the body I couldn't touch.

And the look on her face was of such enjoyment it was sublime!

When she decided it was time for her to cum she sat on my chest, my hands on her waist and ass, allowed me to nuzzle her heart stopping butt, and gave me the mother of all spoiled orgasms. I was so out of control I kept trying to touch myself, finish it properly. With her sat on me she made damn sure I didnt. The mental frustration is incredible.

She lay back for her own pleasure, one strong and two weaker ones that left her very content, satisfied. She looked like the cat that got the cream, happy with her cum, and very happy that it was at my expense, that she was so mean to me.

'Its such Fun!' She said, and it was!

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.

Rules!

Its been a while since I came and it was starting to get hard to sleep, to concentrate. My lovely wife, my fledgling domme decided that the only way I am to cum is by myself, at work. She knows thats no fun for me, boring, dull... Food as fuel. She denies me the pleasure of her body for that special moment. Being so mean really pleased her. His while she has had a number of nice orgasms by my hand recently!

So I did and it was dull, but I can sleep better, and I love her. Fucked up hey?

I know because I suggested it that some time soon she intends to lock me up for a week or two. No orgasms unless spoilt, no let out unless she wants to. She wont warn me when and may not let me cum before I go in, so I am nervy, excited and took the orgasm while I could! Heheh...

Also my online domme is back and wants to play. She wants me bare down there tonight, hot! Sexy! Demanding and humiliating! Lovely. She is fantasising about having me serve her, lick her after her man has cum inside her. Hot again!

I wont let this affect my love, my wife, my sweetheart domme. Her dominance is young and growing and makes us both happy, and if the games affect us then with regret they will stop. If not though, it will be fun!

Sweet dreams all x

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