oral attentions

Through my Paces

forced erection, dominant wife, submissive husband, “Darling,” said Hannah as we were finishing dinner, “Take this.”

The Lady of the House handed me a full 50 mg Viagra tablet. I was used to receiving my daily dose in a cut tablet as Hannah likes me ready to erect but not really frisky. Plus, of course, up until last week, I had been in my chastity cage pretty much full time.

“Now, go upstairs and get into your nightie. I’ll be up in a few minutes.”

“Yes, Miss.”

I went up to our bedroom, undressed, and put on the white cotton nightie Mady had laid out for me in my little dressing room. It was quite short with broad shoulder straps. It had a little ruffle of white lace at the hem. Looking in the mirror I realized that with the ball stretcher in place, my testicles were on full display. And, of course, just putting on this pretty garment had started my cock getting erect. Hannah likes me to lie on my back when she sends me up to bed early. With my eyes tightly closed. So I did. I didn’t have long to wait. I heard Hannah’s heels clicking on the wood stairs coming up and I could hear the equally sharp clicks of Mady’s maid mules as well.

“So there he is Mady. Adorable. Help me off with my dress.” I heard Hannah say. Then I felt the hem of my nightie being lifted. “See, his little cock is hard already. It isn’t much of a cock but, honestly, I have had much larger cocks and I have not enjoyed the experience all that much. But, as I was saying earlier, the last thing you should worry about in a husband is the size of his cock. If you train him properly he will rarely use it anyway. Just when you are in the mood.”

I lost the rest of the conversation as Hannah lowered herself onto my face bottom first. Her lovely thighs covered my ears and her beautiful backdoor press down on my nose. My job was to lick her pussy stretching my tounge out as far as possible so its tip could reach her sweet clitty. She was already wonderfully wet. When I am licking the Lady of the House my full concentration is on the task at hand. My own hands are under my bottom. I lose track of time and I was actually quite surprised when Hannah lifted herself up and I felt her wet cunt engulf my now pulsing cock.

“You see Mady, when you use the female superior position, and that is really the only position a dominant wife should use, you are able to use your husband’s cock properly for your pleasure.” Hannah was lifting herself up and down on my shaft. I am trained not to thrust until told and it was, perhaps, thirty strokes in before Hannah said “Meet me” which is my signal to thrust.

“So Mady, you will notice that his nightie is still covering his nipples. I don’t want any accidents and elliot really is nipple trained. Unless his nipples are pinched he knows he is not allowed to come. Now I am just going to concentrate for a few minutes.” The room was silent except for the delicious sounds of sex. I was getting so hard and, I am afraid, so close. And then, as quickly as she had taken me, Hannah rolled off.

“Corner.”

Hannah likes her privacy when she comes and I went to my corner where Hannah had tossed her panties. I saw Mady who, apparently, was going to be allowed to watch Hannah come. Lucky girl. I pressed Hannah’s panties into my corner tasting and smelling her moisture. I was still very hard.

In a very few minutes I heard the cries of Hannah’s orgasm and, a minute or two after that, “Run me a bath Mady.”

We were alone.

“That was lovely darling. Thank you. And I must say I very much like your ball strecher. It makes you look so masculine. We’ll put the second one on soon. Did you like Mady watching? I know I did. I bet you were thinking about how much fun you will have when she renews her vows. You are going to have a very busy little cock. You can stay in your corner while I bath. See if you can stay hard until I am done.”

I was in my corner for about fifteen minutes and when Hannah came back to our bedroom in her night dress she came over and grabbed my balls quite tightly.

“What a good boy. All nice and hard. But it is time for you to go to bed and I don’t want you pestering me. Mady. Bring one of the locking girdles.”

In a few minutes I was lying in bed in my nightie with a longline panty-girdle, modified with a simple bit of heavy canvas sewn around the top with two grommets at the ends through which Mady had put a padlock, snapped it shut, and given Hannah the keys as she curtsied her way from the room.

The Lady of the House Takes her Pleasure

dominant wife, submissive husband, oral pleasuresI do not think I have a happier place than lying between my lovely Hannah’s thighs licking and sucking her sweet pussy. It is, when I think of it, the perfect position for a submissive husband to occupy. Especially with my cock locked up in its cage, so hard with my chastity, my darling Hannah’s nectar dribbling down my throat and two of my fingers, on her instruction, pushed into her and left very still for her pleasure. In the morning, before Mady comes with our coffee and before I am sent to my corner, Hannah will often stretch herself awake and with a smile, lift the hem of her nightie over her hips. She does not have to say a thing but often does.

“Well, darling, why don’t you use that well trained tongue for my pleasure.” she said this morning. “I’m nice and wet so you may slip two fingers in. But keep them very still. I just want to feel a little full.”

And off we went.

It is not just my tongue which is well trained. In fact, my lips find and engulf her little clitoris and I suck it to erection. First many long licks from the bottom of her pussy spreading her rapidly swelling nether lips and ending with a flourish at her clitty. Then, when she is slick with her own moisture, I slip my fingers into her. All the way in. Then I focus on her clit. Sucking and holding her lightly in my lips, pulling her gently, but not too gently, towards my darting tongue.

I can feel her heartbeat increase and she begins to push herself down on my fingers and thrusts her clitoris up into my mouth as it swells. I know she is close and I hope she will give me the great gift of letting her come in my mouth. Hannah does not squirt, but when she comes there is a rush of moisture. I swallow every drop. Her back arches and she grinds her cunt onto my fingers. Sometimes she will let out a sigh or a long, low moan of pure pleasure.

And then she is done. I lick her clean. Not a trace of moisture remains.

The Lady of the House has taken her pleasure and the day has started well. I am sent to my corner, her taste, her juices intoxicating me as I press her panties into the angle with my nose. I have done what I have been told. The Lady of the House rings for her morning tea and Mady can always tell when she has been satisfied.

FLR, dominant wife, submissive husband

Wife Led Marriage and the Real World

As I mentioned in my last post, Hannah and I have been extraordinarily busy these last couple of months. Which, as we both work for ourselves, is a very good thing. Much as I enjoy writing this blog I serve Hannah best by making sure she has what she wants and we have what we need. That means paying attention to business where there is business to attend to.

Which brings up the interesting, at least to me, question of how the fact I live my life in a 24/7 wife led marriage impacts the rest of life. The answer is that, with a couple of minor exceptions, it is really no different than if we had a vanilla marriage. Yes, my cock is in its cage and I have a weight around my ball sack which, so far as I can find out, is only going to get heavier. And I have not been allowed an orgasmic ejaculation for a month or two. (I’ve been milked by Mady twice but that only increases my frustration.) I have been much too busy to get into any serious trouble so I have not been whipped. Mady likes to use her little cane to urge me on when she is exercising me and she also enjoys practicing her stroke; but that is nothing like a punishment caning.

At the same time a couple who have been happily married for a nice long time as Hannah and I have will make time for intimacy. Or, more exactly, Hannah enjoys having my oral attentions from time to time and will lie back and spread her legs quite often. Amusingly she says that since I have also been serving Mady orally my technique has improved. My own sense is that my tongue is simply getting stronger and my ability to pay very, very close attention to pleasuring Hannah has increased. Practice makes perfect and all that.

Certain things do not change and I spend my time in my corner every morning with my nose pressed into Hannah’s panties until she tells me I am done. I often end my day with her taste on my lips and begin it with her scent.

On the rare occasion I am allowed to go to the pub I am amused by how entirely sexless my pals lives are compared to mine and yet none of them is in chastity (so far as I know.) Here is the difference, Hannah enjoys my sexuality. She enjoys the fact she can have my tongue without having to do a thing in return. She likes the fact Mady teases me but, as yet, has not in nearly a year, asked for the key to my cage. Hannah likes the fact that I awake uncomfortably every morning about six as my micro-dose of Viagra pushes my morning wood into the confines of my cage. The Lady of the House likes the fact that I have to ask her for any money I might need and that I walk half a pace behind her in public and in Church. She take a visceral thrill in my daily submissions. She love my eagerness to be allowed to slide into her a few times a year and, perhaps, come.

“Now, darling, you are the man I’ve always wanted.” Hannah said to me a couple of days ago.

I hope so.

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Feminine Superiority in Art
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Punishing the Maid..

tumblr_nwtxlvxq9d1qan68po1_1280“Darling,” said Hannah as I stood in my corner with her very sweet panties pressed to the wall, “You run along and have your shower now. I will ring for Mady and you should make sure your tight little backdoor is clean and well lubricated. Time for a little fun for you. Come back in a towel.”

These days I am never sure what “a little fun” will mean.  Hannah enjoys my oral attentions a couple of times a week and very much like me caged. She let me out for strokes – exactly twenty – on Christmas Eve and then, before I came pushed my hips away and sent me to my corner while she finished with a new vibrator. I was throbbing and very nearly came just standing facing my corner and hearing Hannah’s pleasure. I was sent for a cold shower and locked back up.

On Christmas morning, having given Mady her three, quarter cup bras and sheer blouses for her uniform, Hannah thought it would be fun for Mady to try them on. Never a shy girl, Mady popped off her top and bra right in my library where we had the tree. She really does have darling breasts and the fact the bras provided a little support but no concealment made the sheer blouses very stimulating indeed. I was straining in my cage as I buttoned up Mady’s third blouse. “Lovely,” said The Lady of the House, “But I think I’d like to see the effect when your nipples are erect Mady. So you pinch one and, elliot, with your hands behind your back, you suck on the other for a moment.” I did what I was told and Mady’s pretty little nipples were perking up in no time. My cock was practically bursting through the silicone of my cage. Hannah reached between my legs, took my cock in it’s cage and gave it a squeeze. “We’ll lock you up in your steel cock cage soon. But I may miss being able to squeeze this little caged cock. Especially with Mady showing off her lovely, hard nipples as she does the dusting.”

And now this. I showered and carefully washed, douched and lubricated my backdoor. As instructed I returned to our bedroom where an interesting scene awaited. Hannah was sitting, in her negligee on the side of our bed. Mady was standing, head bowed in front of her and beside Hannah were a bathbrush, a dog whip and a double ended vibrator set in a strap-on harness. I stood and waited for instructions.

“I am afraid, elliot, that Mady has been a rather bad girl. She’s going to have to be punished but I thought first of all that it is only right that you see our naughty maid take her thrashing, and be available to control her if necessary, and then let her work out any negative emotions by fucking you with this cute little dildo pushed up her little twat.” said the Lady of the House in her most authoritative voice. “So, Mady. Let us begin. First, roll up your skirt and take off your panties and hand them to elliot.”

Mady complied and, when she handed me her black lace panties her scent was extraordinary. She was going to be punished and she was obviously very excited indeed.

“Now Mady, kneel in front of me.” said Hannah. Mady did being careful to keep her skirt at her waist. Her pretty bottom was framed by her thin black ribbon suspenders and black lace top stockings. She kept her day heels on. Her nipples were rock hard in the cups of her quarter bra and pressed against the black, sheers, gossamer of her blouse. “Well.”

“Madame. I am so sorry I tried on your dress without your permission. And your shoes and your emerald necklace. I deserved to be punished and I accept whatever you plan to do to me.”

“Mady. I am perfectly happy to let you try on my clothes if you ask permission. You can even have elliot assist you. But you did not have my permission. So you are going to be punished and then put in the box for the day. Do you understand?”

“The box Ma’am…Couldn’t I have a longer spanking?”

“No Mady. I think you are rather excited to be spanked and you need to be corrected not excited. elliot will lock you in the box after we are done here. Now, push the strap-on up yourself and buckle it on.” As Hannah said this she handed Mady the simple two ended dildo. It had a vibrator at the end which was pushed up Mady’s pussy. Then it went out of the hole in the harness to a longer, smooth end. Mady gasped a bit as the cold vibe was pushed into her wet, warm cunt but that is to be expected. Once all was in place Hannah said, “Now, get over your knee for the first part of your punishment. I am going to give you a good paddling with this bath brush and then, when I am satisfied, you are going to give elliot a good fucking. But, and here is the thing, I am going to dog whip you until he ejaculates. You’ll have three minutes to get him in the groove and then you’ll start earning your stripes. I will certainly teach you not to use my things, young lady. Now, across my knees. elliot, while I am paddling Mady get a pillow, go to the end of the bed, put your towel on the pillow, drape yourself over and enjoy Mady’s pussy scent while you watch me correct her.”

“Yes, Hannah.” I said marvelling at how Hannah always manages to mix punishment and pleasure. Poor Mady, I know what Hannah can do with that bathbrush. I took my position only a foot or two away from Mady’s quivering bottom. Her strapon was levered into her cunt by Hannah’s thigh but I could not hear the tell tale buzz of its vibrator.

Hannah began slowly and softly alternating her strokes from one side of Mady’s pretty bottom to the other. Mady was stoic at first but, as the intensity of Hannah’s strokes increased, began to grunt a little and lift first one foot then the other. Her pussy seemed, to my eye at least, to be slicking up around the dildo held in by the harness and the leverage of Hannah’s pretty thigh. As I knew it would, Hannah’s pace increased and her arm rose higher with each stroke of the bathbrush. Mady was vocalizing now and kicking up her feet as her bottom went from a delicious pink to a deeper red and now on to crimson. Mady began to sob but Hannah simply increased the force of her brush. Now her cunt was dripping wet as the pain and the pleasre merged. Then, after at least fifty “twaaks” of the bath brush, Mady twisted to look at Hannah, tears running down her face, “Please stop Ma’am…Pleeeese.” Hannah continued. I knew from experience that Hannah would stop when she thought the lesson had been learned.

That took at least twenty five more full force cracks of the bath brush. Mady’s bottom went from crimson to a bruised purple with a white spot where last the brush had landed and pushed the blood away from the surface. Mady had given up struggling. Now she just lay across Hannah’s lap enduring her punishment and sobbing. At last Hannah was done. Livid purple bruises with the start of the yellowing which marks a really good paddling covered Mady’s bottom. Mady fought to control her tears and her sobbing and, when she had, Hannah said. “Now, get to work.”

Mady got up, slowly, and looked at me ready to be taken as I lay over my pillow. My cock caged was straining against the ribs of my prison. I was so hard and so excited by how beautifully my perfect wife had spanked her maid. A moment later I felt the dildo invade my backdoor and begin thrusting. And I felt her hot tears on my back as she shoved her dildo home and began to thrust. Now I could hear the hum of the vibe and, as Mady fucked me I found myself responding. Pushing back to meet her silicone cock. I could feel the beginning of the rush of seminal fluid which my prostate would dribble. But that would take a while.

Then I heard the first crack of the dog whip on poor Mady’s already throbbing bottom. It caught Mady by surprise and she jerked backward pulling the dildo out of my bottom.

“Stupid girl…He’s never going to ejaculate if you keep falling out.” I heard Hannah say. The dildo was pushed back up me and Mady resumed her thrusts. She knew, from having me before, that the fastest way to get me to ejaculate was to slide the dildo up and down over the inch or so where my prostate was most sensitive. So the fastest way to end her whipping was to stay fairly still and on target. Which is what she did as Hannah, from time to time, brought the dog whip down on her pulsing butt. But even when Hannah increased her pace and the force of her strokes, Mady kept her dildo on target. She was moaning and the tears had started again, but, the vibrator was doing its job and Mady’s sobs were punctuated with whimpers of pleasure which I knew so well from kneeling between Mady’s perfect thighs.

That thought, Mady’s perfect thighs, the scent of her pussy on the panties my face rested on, the vibrations on my protate and, now, the low moans of pleasure from our well whipped maid all lead my dam to break and my ejaculation to begin. As so as it did Hannah put down her whip and stood beside Mady as Mady came closer and closer to her own perfect pleasure. Hannah reached around and pinched Mady’s nipples through her sheer blouse. She pinched those nipples hard and Mady yelled, “Thank you Ma’am” and I felt her quake and gush as she hit her orgasm. It lasted quite a while and, when she was done, I think Hannah just unbuckled the dildo harness and slipped the vibe out of Mady and then, as an afterthought, out of me.

“There you are Mady. Well whipped, plus allowed an orgasm and now you will spend a quiet day remembering not to do things without permission and what happens to bond servants who do. elliot lock Mady in the box and bring me back the key.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

I walked the still shaking maid down the corridor to the built in punishment box which we had told the builder was a broom closet. It was very narrow – a foot wide. It went to the ceiling but had shelves which could be slide in to force a person into a crouch and which had d-rings to allow a person’s hands to be bound over his or her (now) head. The box was light tight and entirely sound proof. I hated it.

Naked I stood behind my poor, whipped maid. There were a few flecks of blood on her bottom where the whip had crossed itself. Mady’s face was a mess with her mascara and eyeliner washed down her cheeks with her tears. I opened the door.

“Please Sir…”

“Not up to me Mady. You know that. Now get in.” I said never having been on the outside with the key. Reluctantly she turned sideways and slide in. Her pretty tits made it a tight squeeze. I had no instructions from Hannah about putting in a crouching shelf or binding Mady’s arms. Not that this would make her day in the dark much easier. Just less painful. I locked the door and walked the key back to Hannah.

“Excellent. Now don’t let me forget that poor girl is in there. While she is absent you can attend to my lingerie washing and, in a few minutes, help me get dressed.

UPDATE: In fact Hannah is not a cruel woman. An hour after I locked Mady in the box Hannah handed me the key. “I suspect she has learned her lesson.”

I let a tearful shaking Mady out of her confinement. “Oh Sir, thank you so much for letting me out. It’s awful.”

“It is Mady. I hate it. But the Lady of the House must be obeyed. I doubt you’ll forget that.”

“No sir.”

“So go and thank Hannah for your correction and we’ll get on with the day.”

Books you might like:
The Art of the Maid
Dominant Woman 
Feminine Superiority in Art
Obedient Husband 
Female Led Marriage for Loving Couples
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Husbandly Duties

“The Lady of the House would like to be pleasured.”said Hannah as she slipped off her panties and lay back on our bed. I don’t have to be told twice and in an instant I was licking her sweet Pussy. Her lovely clit began to harden and swell and I focused my attention were my tongue could do the most good. Hannah likes it when I suck her little swollen bud into my mouth and run my tongue back and forth.

My cock was uncomfortably hard in its little cage and I knew I wasn’t getting out because the key was nowhere to be seen. Hannah was getting very close.

“Go to your corner.” she gasped. I took her moist panties and was undressing. “Turn your back.” she’d seen me watching her pleasuring her wet little cunt. I obeyed and plunged my nose into the wet cotton gusset of he black panties pressed into my corner. I wasn’t there very long before I heard the sweet sounds of Hannah’s orgasm. I knew better than to look around as the pleasure coursed through Hannah’s lovely, lithe, body. A few minutes later I heard her get out of bed and get fresh panties from her lingerie drawer.

She came over to where I was standing, “You really are getting very good at my pleasure. Rinse out those panties and get the cocktail things ready.”

Pure pleasure.

Caged Pleasures

Hannah had been a bit intense all day and I thought I might be in for a maintenance whipping when she came to our bedroom around three. She took off her trousers and tossed her panties in my corner and lay back on our bed. “Well, get to work.” she said spread her legs. And I did.

I liked and sacked her sweet button and,rather quickly my darling Hannah grew close to coming.

“My panties are in your corner… Off you go.” I kissed her wet Pussy and did as I was told. A minute or two later I could hear her bucking and moaning as she gave herself sweet relief in privacy. My nose was pressed to the panties into my corner.

“Too bad you’re locked up and the keys downstairs. It might have been fun to feel you little cock in me. Get me a fresh pair of panties.”

I hastened to comply and watched as Hannah slipped them on.

“I like you caged”, she said, “It feels right for you. Especially when you get excited pleasuring me. For a moment there I thought your cock would feel nice but, without the key, I realized today was not one of those days. Not one of those days at all.”

I went back to work.

Sunday Morning Pleasure then Cane

“I must say I do like having your little cock in its cage.” said Hannah stoking my nipples and making me harden without having anywhere to grow. “You can go down and plug the kettle in and then wait until it boils in your corner. Make my tea and then clean up the kitchen a bit while I enjoy it. I’ll call you when I’m ready.”

I did as I was told and, a few minutes after bringing Hannah her tea I heard her call. When I reached our bedroom she was lying with her nightie hiked up over her hip. “Lick and slip a couple of fingers in me.”

I was thrilled to comply and, after a few minutes of delicious Pussy licking Hannah panted, “Go to your corner.”

I pressed my nose into the intoxicating scent of Hannah’s panties and listed as she went over her edge.

“I’d like some more tea now.” she said. “And as it is steeping we can cane the erection away and you can have some pretty welts for Church.”

Six, to be precise. Which made the pew nearly unbearable. I am back in my position.