teasing and denial

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 Weekend

dominant wife“So Darling” said Hannah as I stood in my corner, face pressed into her yesterday panties, locked in my cock cage and ball stretcher but otherwise naked as I am every morning, “After exercise today I am going to unlock your little cock.”

Other submissive husbands who are locked in chastity on a full-time basis will know how much release means after a few months in a cage. Simply to have an erection which is not stifled by the cage is a huge treat.

“It is going to be a hot weekend.” Hannah continued, “And as you know I like you unlocked over the summer. I may have Mady renew her vows this weekend in which case I’ll want your cock ready and able to take her properly. I have not made up my mind. Of course, your cute little ball stretcher will remain in place. I wasn’t sure when I first got it but there is no question that your little testicles are hanging lower which, I think, makes them at least look a little bigger.”

“Now, before you get any ideas about your little cock being free, the fact is that you are not going to be allowed to come even if I do have you take Mady. But you will be able to get hard and with the extra Viagra you’ve been taking I suspect you’ll be hard a lot of the time. Which means a girdle for Church, dear. And don’t forget. I don’t want to see even your tiny tent.”

“Oh good, here’s Mady with my tea. Mady, elliot will be out of his cage this weekend. I’ll unlock him after you’ve exercised him.”

“Very good ma’am.”

“I’ve told him he is not to come. But you can certainly tease and keep him nice and hard.”

“With pleasure ma’am. But I doubt I will have to tease very much.” said Mady. I could hear the smile in her voice.

“I expect you won’t dear. But if he seems to be getting too excited there is always a cold shower or the ice bucket.”

“Yes ma’am.” said Mady as she left.

“I very much enjoyed your oral attentions elliot. I suspect that rather than having Mady this weekend we’ll see how well you can do strokes with me. Now go and have your shower. Lots to do.”

I did as I was told with, I must admit, a spring in my step and a smile on my face.

“Oh, don’t look smug.” said the Lady of the House sipping her tea, “You might be back in your cage by dinner time. And you have two new books to get finished and up on Amazon. I’ve been quite pleased with the sales of our books on female led marriages and all your silly smut. But you need to do more.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I said. Always her decision. Her whim. Perfect.

Humbled

submissive husband“Darling” I heard Hannah say as I stood in my corner pressing an especially moist pair of her panties into their accustomed spot with my nose, “Come over here for a moment.”

I did as I was told and saw that Mady had come into the bedroom. While she was “on duty” for an hour or two in the mornings, Hannah is happy to let Mady wear a casual outfit of a sheer top and a cute pair of faded, soft, jeans on days where there will be a fair bit of housework. I guess today was a house work day.

“Here are his keys Mady…Unlock him.”

I stood, naked except for my cock cage and stainless steel ball stretcher, with my hands behind my back. Mady took the keys and unlocked the brass padlock of my cage.

“Leave the ring in place dear. He won’t be out long. Now elliot, we don’t have long but I wanted to show Mady how quickly you can make your little cock spurt. So get to it. Mady, hand him his cup.”

I began to pull on my already erect cock with my right hand while holding my sake cup with my left.

“So Mady, we could be here all day and this silly man would just keep pulling his little cock with no ejaculation. This is because, even though he has not come in months, I trained him years ago not to ejaculate until his nipples have been pinched. Hard.”

“Yes ma’am.” said Mady.

“Your exercise program has certainly paid off Mady. Now my darling has a nice flat tummy and a nicely rounded bottom.”

“Thank you ma’am. Squats are a wonderful way of building up a bottom.” said Mady as I pulled furiously. “And so, honestly, is carrying a girl on your shoulders every day.” said Mady.

“I bet it is.” said Hannah. “Now why don’t you unbutton you blouse and let elliot look at your pretty little breasts. I see him staring at you often. Silly man.”

Even though her blouse was sheer enough that I could easily see the outline of her pert pink nipples, having Mady unbutton and then stroke her own nipples erect was, as you might guess, very exciting. I was very close to the edge and slowed my pumping.

“So, Mady, would you like to pinch his nipple and watch his little cock squirt?” asked Hannah.

“Yes ma’am. But can I pinch his little cock first?”

“Of course dear.”

For a maid who does a fair bit of housework Mady has very well kept, quite long nails. She keeps them neatly polished and trimmed preferring a square shape rather than Hannah’s more oval approach. She took her thumb and all the nails on her right hand and drove them into the tip of my cock. Hard. I admit I yelped at the pain of it.

“Do you like looking at my boobs every day?” she asked still driving her nails into my engorged cockhead.

“Yes miss.” I gasped.

“Good. Wouldn’t you just love it if you were allowed to come all over them like a real man rather than jacking off into this pathetic little cup.”

“Yes miss.”

“Well,” said Hannah, “you can’t. Pinch a nipple Mady. We have a day to get on with.”

Without ceasing to drive her nails into my cock Mady took her other hand and pinched my nipple hard. I came hard and immediately.

“Excellent. So Mady, what should he do with that revolting mess before you lock him back up?” asked Hannah.

“Ma’am, he could drink it ma’am but I think he’d probably like that. So I think he should smear hs come on his sore little nipples and let it dry for the morning. He can shower off after his exercise.”

“What a good idea dear. elliot, you do that while Mady locks you back in your cage.” said the Lady of the House sipping her tea.

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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Strokes

“So Darling, it looks to me as though your little cock is awfully hard in your cage. Come here. Lie down on the bed,”

I did what I was told and, in a moment Hannah had fetched the key to my cock cage and popped it off my already hardening cock.

“You have not had strokes for a long time.” she said lifting the hem of her nightgown and positioning herself above my erect cock.”Now no messes.”

She lowered herself until I was engulfed in her delicious, moist pussy.

“Ten, I think. Push up.”

I thrust into her and counted off my strokes. She was quite wet now. “Another ten.” she said with a little catch in her voice. Her hand made no moves towards my nipples and I realized this was purely for her pleasure. I reached the next ten strokes quite quickly.

Hannah could sense that, even without my nipples pinched I was getting close…too close. She swung off.

“Go to your corner…I need my privacy.”

I could hear her deep moans of pleasure as I stood with my nose in her wet, discarded panties. A little while later I heard her ring her bell for Mady.

“Lock him back up.”

Perfect.

You can order a cock cage for your husband or yourself at Amazon. I recomend starting with a relatively inexpensive silicone cage for fit and obedience training. Order here.
Books you might like:
The Art of the Maid
Mady’s Favourite Book
Dominant Woman 
Feminine Superiority in Art
Obedient Husband
Effortless Female Superiority in a Loving Marriage
See all our books at my Amazon Author Page here Remember Amazon Prime Customers and Books Unlimited Customers can down load all my books FREE

Stretching…Hmmm

male chastity, cock cage, dominant wifeI must admit I was a little leery about the combination of my cock cage and a ball stretching stainless steel ring. While I am, of course, obedient, it seemed to me that this arrangement was going to be too uncomfortable to sustain.

It turns out I was wrong. Yes, unlike the straight cage which I barely notice now, the ball stretcher is a constant reminder that I am in thrall to Hannah. But while I notice that there is a weight on my testicles at all times, it is a far from unpleasant sensation. After the initial shock of Mady pulling my sack until she could fit this second device, everything seems to have settled down and my body has adjusted to its new confinement.

Going to be last night Hannah was thoroughly delighted with my new, as she put it, bracelet and spent a few minutes with her long, red fingernails tracing round my very well presented balls. As I have not been allowed any relief since Mady fucked me on Boxing Day, my balls are rather full and Hannah enjoyed cupping and squeezing. She made me hold up my nightie and pinched my nipples as well which got me very hard in my cage. Now that was uncomfortable but I am used to it. Then she told me to get into bed and allowed me to read for ten minutes.

My early morning erection was a bit more challenging than usual but I got through it.

The one thing the ball stretcher does do is make it truly impossible to even think about slipping out of my cock cage. Before the stretcher, very occasionally, my smaller right testicle would, somehow, slip out of the ring and I would have to tell Hannah so I could be relocked. I am pretty sure that will never happen again as the stretcher has a relatively small aperture for my ball sack to fit through. Which means my actual testicles are behind a piece of stainless steel far too large to slip through the silicone ring holding my cock cage on. When Hannah decides to fit the stainless steel cock cage on there will be no escape at all short of bolt cutters.

I am loved, locked and deeply content.

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Hot and Busy…

dominant wife, submissive husband, cock cageYes, I have been a very naughty blogger as Hannah was pointing out to me just this morning.

“I know how the evening ended with Mady, but your readers don’t and I am not about to write it for you,” she said to me as I stood naked in my corner. “Now, I know that it has been hot, so hot that I have not had you in your little cock cage or in a girdle all month. But this is ridiculous.”

I don’t talk in my corner. And if I nod my head there is the danger of dropping Hannah’s panties so I don’t do that either.

“Well, elliot, it has cooled off and if I can manage to write the first part of a novel while it has been this hot, I can’t see why you can’t write up the last part of our evening with Mady. Or are you too humiliated still, nearly two months later. Either way, it will not do. It is cooler now, Mady is settled in, you are much less busy.”

“But I suspect that you have been having far too much fun and thinking far too much about your little cockette. Obviously, you need to be locked up to get anything done. Turn around.”

I did as I was told. Hannah had my cock cage waiting. She grabbed my little cock and balls and put the smallest ring around them. “The small ring will be a little tight and a little uncomfortable, all the time. And I’ve told Mady she should tease you much more than she has been when you’ve been out of your cage.” Hannah pulled my cock into the cage and, none too gently, crammed it in. “You can adjust that later.” she said reaching for the padlock which she snapped shut. “And, just to give you a little extra incentive, I am upping your Viagra starting today. I want that pathetic little cock straining against your little sissy cockette cage. Maybe then you’ll get cracking and start writing. Do I make myself clear?”

As Hannah said this last she squeezed my testicles, hard. I winced with pain.

“Yes, ma’am.”

Hannah kept the pressure on. “I’ve spoken with Mady and you are going to be disciplined there too. More corner time, fewer little touching pleasures. Or tasting pleasures you goat. You have a blog to update and the rest of your work and, don’t forget, I want our new book done this week without fail.”

“Yes Miss.”

“Good, now get dressed and get to work. Send Mady up with my tea.”

I was dismissed. Off to work. And here I am.