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Tease

“So you just keep standing there pushing my nice moist panties into your corner. I want to see how hard your little cock can get in its cage.”

I was, as I always am for my morning corner time, naked except for my cock cage. Hannah ran her hand over my bottom.

“We’ll have to give you a good whipping over the weekend. I think you look better with welts and it makes going to church a bit more fun to see you fidgeting in your girdle.”

She slipped her hand between my cheeks and I could feel first one and the two of her fingers slip into my backdoor while she began stroking my nipples with her other hand.

“And maybe I should get your rod for your little backdoor. Put it up you for cocktails so you are all nice and stretched if I want to peg you after your whipping. You’d like that wouldn’t you. At least your little cock seems to be getting very hard in your cage… We’ll, darling, I’m sure your exercises will take care of your cute little election and that little dribble of pre cum will rinse off in the shower. I’ll just go and wash my hands and set your timer. When you hear it ring you may leave your corner and get on with your day.”

With that I felt Hannah’s fingers slide out of my bottom and she gave my left nipples a pinch between the nails of her thumb and middle finger as she does when she wants me to come. But there was none of that this morning. Just the vicious pinch and then silence as I push no nose further into the cotton gusset of her panties and felt my hard cock broken by its cage.

Chastity – the Honour System

submissive husband, dominant wife, male chastityHannah has been keeping me on a rather short leash for the summer. I am at day 21 without relief and this is when it begins to become very difficult indeed. Especially as the low dose Viagra means I wake up hard and get hard during the day at the drop of a hat.

The Lady of the House seems to have backed off the CB6000S chastity cage for the moment which is a bit of a relief. But she is still toying with the idea.

What she has been doing is teasing and making me work on rather erotic books(link to a free copy of 50’s Strip Tease Artists). Nothing gets me harder faster than Hannah coming up behind me, reaching down my shirt, stroking my nipple and asking, “Do you like that girl?” when I have a picture up on my screen.

She’s very vague as to when I might be allowed some relief. As that is her decision entirely, it is nice to know that she is at least thinking about it.

An Evening – Part II

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I knew what was coming. And I was not looking forward to it one bit.

“Put the water jug on the floor at the end of the coffee table Dear.” said Hannah. I did and waited for her next instruction.

“Kneel. That right, knees on either side of the jug. Perfect! Now Miss Black, a really well trained husband does exactly what he is told to do. And he does it until he is told to stop. Ready Darling…okay, lower your little balls and that silly cockette into the ice. That’s it dear. Now here is your kitchen timer…Four minutes should be about right.”

The shock of the iced water on my testicles was enough to make me forget how embarrassed I was to be kneeling in front of a strange woman in a bra, girdle and stockings. And then the ice hit the steel intruder up my bottom and I could feel it cooling in me. Hannah kept right on talking.

“Elliot loves this little old fashioned kitchen timer. I can be forgetful and a couple of times I have simply left him in his corner all afternoon. In fact, one day I went shopping and he simply had to stand there naked until I came back. And I often send him to a corner in my closet where he can enjoy his mindfulness in the dark. But, out of sight, out of mind.” (more…)

Keeping Track

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“Darling” said the Lady of the House rather languidly as she lay in bed, “I have the most wonderful idea. You know how much I like seeing your pretty little cock rings.”

“Yes dear.” I said wondering what Hannah had in mind.

“Well dear, we have about a dozen of them. All the same diameter. Fortunately pretty small for your tiny cock. Well, I think we should put one on each day you do not come. So, come here.” she said motioning to her side of the bed.

“You were very good last night. You licked me just the way I like and, when I decided to let you give me greater pleasure, you were very obedient and took your instructions well. I know I could have told you to stop and you would have. But I didn’t and you came. So today is day 1: hold out that pretty little cock for my ring.”

Hannah had a little trouble getting the ring over my cockhead as I was swelling with excitement. But she managed as she always does.

“There you are darling. Now I will be able to see at a glance how long you have been chaste. Of course, a dozen rings is probably not enough…But it is a start. Now off you go.”

The second ring went on this morning…

Pleasure

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The lady of the house is coming on heat – which is wonderful for her and sometimes for me. Last night I heard the happy words “Wash your hands” as I turned out my light. I hastened to comply and when I got back to bed Hannah made it clear my position was head between her pretty thighs, mouth wide open, tounge to work.

After a few minutes she decided to take matters into her own hands. “You watch and make sure you are hard when I am done.” This was not at all difficult to achieve. Hannah knows just how to touch herself and, in a very few minutes came beautifully.

“Now darling.” I slide into Hannah and, after a few strokes she began to rub and flick my nipples. I was very close and I was just longing for the sharp pinch which was permission to come.

It never came. Instead Hannah push down on my hips which is her very clear signal I am to withdraw. So I did.

“Thank you my darling. That was just perfect.” She rolled on her side and, in a moment or two was fast asleep.

It took me a little longer.

Cooling Trend

stockings and panties“Darling,” said Hannah as I fastened the back tabs of her stockings, “I know it has been quite a long time since I have let you come. I actually prefer you a bit on edge so nothing will be happening very soon.” I stood up, half erect at the intimacy of my duties.

“So I have been thinking and what I have thought is that, well. You know how I like to have the ice bucket for my wine filled with salt water and ice cubes and then put in the freezer.”

“Yes Hannah.”

“Well, tonight, while I am out, I’d like you to fill the ice bucket, put it in the freezer for ten minutes and then take it to the downstairs bathroom. Put it on the mat, take off your pants and kneel with your cock and balls in the ice water as long as you can stand it but not less than 90 seconds – I would really prefer two or three minutes.”

“Yes Hannah.”

What a delightfully diabolical scheme. I filled the bucket, let it cool and, gingerly knelt in the required position. And I forced myself to stay there for the full two minutes…Hannah is not back yet but I expect she will be surprised at two things: first, after about a minute my balls retracted all the way up. It was like suddenly having no testicles at all. Second, despite the pain, my cock got quite hard.

I fear that the ice bucket will likely find its way into my kneeling confessions. And, knowing Hannah, she will want to hear all the details of every sin of omission and commission as ice cubes spin gently around my quicken cock and absent balls.

She really is very clever and I am very much in love.

In the Sewing Room

Sometimes after I have been punished Hannah lets me cum. Usually into my little iron saki cup which I then have to lick clean. Occasionally onto a tissue. Once in a very long while she will give me her oral attentions. And sometimes she will simply want me to edge myself for our mutual amusement and my intense frustration.

One of the best things in my position is that I can always ask. Hannah has no trouble at all saying “no” and I often think she likes the ask simply because it affords her a way to exercise dominion while putting me thoroughly in my place.

So, a few hours after my morning punishment I lightheartedly asked if the lady of the house would like my oral attentions. She demurred. And a little while later I asked if I might be lucky enough to have her oral attentions. She laughed, then smiled, then said “We’ll see after you walk the dog”. Off I went.

When I returned to the house Hannah was in her sewing room – a place I spend a good deal of time attending to her ironing. “Come up here a minute dear.” I walked up the stairs and into the sun dappled room. “Stand beside my table….You wanted something?”

“I would like to masturbate if I might Hannah.”

“Well, no reason why not. Get on with it.” said Hannah returning to sewing a button on a pretty linen jacket.

My cock was already semi erect and Hannah’s lovely permission was all it needed to stiffen. Hannah sewed the button and when she was done reached across and ran her nails along the shaft of my cock. She slipped one long nail right into the slit and pinched quite hard.

“Would you like to come?” she asked rhetorically.

“Yes darling, very much.” I replied.

“Well you can’t as we have no tissue and no cup.”

She went right on using her nails and taking my balls in a powerful hand and squeezing. I was getting very close.

Hannah picked up a red headed sewing pin. She ran it across my nearly purple cockhead. A dozen times taking care not to rupture the skin. I was at the very edge….

“You’re done now darling. Put that away and get back to work.