“Darling, thank you so much for posting the Amazon items. I know it’s a lot of work but it’s fun to see what people buy and, well if we are ever going to get a cage for your little cock we’re going to have to work hard. However…” She said slipping her hands under her skirt and slipping off her panties. “I think you need a little corner time to focus before cocktails. When you hear the timer go off put on one of your girdles and one of your pretty camis and bring down your nipple clips. Having your nipples clipped for cocktails always makes you nice and hard. And don’t forget your tablet. You might as well have a bit of fun with your little cock while you still can.”
I Immediately did what I was told and, standing in my corner, engulfed in Hannah’s sweet scent, I realised she had pretty much decided to cage me.
Around the middle of the month Hannah likes me to look at what our readers have bought at Amazon. While there are lots of books about female led marriages there are also lots about submissive wives and dominant men. Lots of wonderfully un-related things are sold as well – side mirrors to bike pedals. We both really appreciate our readers click through to amazon via one of our links. I fear that this month our Amazon earnings are going to buy me the CB6000S chastity cage that Hannah wants to try on me.
So enjoy this month’s selection knowing that next month I will probably be typing this having been locked up for a week.
“Darling” said Hannah as she woke up, “You can go downstairs and put my kettle on and, here, while it is coming to a boil you can push my panties into your corner before you bring me tea. Then, rinse them out after your shower.”
My lovely wife has taken to country living. She’s sending me to bed early and is keeping my on my low dose Viagra. As well as my regular work, she has me promoting our latest book, Obedient Husband.
That, plus building her Elegant Escorting book is keeping me busy. And very much in love. And, chaste as Hannah prefers me semi-erect but not coming. The cage is still a bit of a threat.
My darling Hannah, along with inspiring my own books about our life in a female lead relationship, is a wonderful writer in her own right. She was commissioned by a website to write about various elements of the escort business and has been having great fun looking at how aspiring girls can make escorting both lucrative and more than a little elegant.
The upshot being that she is in the final stages of editing her book called Avails: Escorting for the Elegant Woman which she hopes to have for sale on Kindle in early September. As part of the pre-marketing of her book, the Lady of the House had me build a blog called, big surprise, Avails: Escorting for the Elegant Woman. One it Hannah will be posting excerpts of the book as well as some of the research material she’s been accumulating.
As you can guess, Hannah has firm opinions about how the modern courtesan should dress, conduct her business and enjoy the surprises life brings. You can read the blog here.
I must admit I was a bit eager last night. And being sent to bed in my girdle was certainly well deserved. I suspect Hannah would have caned me a bit harder earlier had she been paying close attention.
I don’t like the sound of a cage very much. It looks uncomfortable and Hannah seems to think it would be best to get a “short” version. As Hannah sweetly puts it at her blog “I actually like his perfectly ordinary, if a little small, cock.” It is “a little small” not tiny and that cage does not look as if it would fit. And if I am to be kept on low dose Viagra I’ll get erections constantly. Sigh.
After my whipping I served Hannah cocktails and we had a delicious dinner and then she sent me up to bed. “Don’t forget your tablet” she said kissing me good night. I didn’t and I washed carefully hoping she might let me come. It has been nearly a month.
Hannah writes about her pleasure over at her blog A Dominant Wife. I was hugely excited to be allowed to orally pleasure her and relieved to be allowed to enter her after she came.
Of course I was disappointed to only be allowed gentle strokes for her greater pleasure rather than being able to thrust and maybe come. But Hannah’s hands stayed at her side and my nipples remained untouched much less pinched. She likes my cock hardened by Viagra because it will stay hard for as long as she chooses to use it. Without the Viagra, after a while, doing gentle strokes leads to a softening and sometimes Hannah would caress my nipples just to keep me hard. Now she doesn’t have to. She can ignore me and still enjoy my cock.
After about five minutes of my obedient stroking Hannah told me to withdraw and put on a panti girdle so I wouldn’t pester her with my erection. Reluctantly I obeyed and write this entry the next morning, in bed, in my panti girdle, hard as a rock with Hannah sleeping beside me.
“I don’t like that attitude.” said Hannah, “Go downstairs and bend over the couch…I’ll be with you in a moment.”
Not good. I’d just been whipped a day or two ago. Didn’t matter.
“I want you to do as you are told. No ifs or buts. And there really is only one way you’ll learn.”
Hannah had, thankfully, only a limited space for her back swing but she used every inch of it as she striped my bottom with twelve medium hard strokes of her rattan can in quick succession. After five I was up on my toes and at nine I began to moan as she relentlessly whipped me. At last it was over.
“This cane is too curved. I want it straight. Soak it and have it straight by morning. Now, thank me for your correction.”
I got to my knees and said, “Tahnk you for my whipping Dear Lady. I love you.”