pussy worship

After

As you might expect I have been feeling the effects of my correction pretty acutely ever since. My corner time with Hannah’s moist and musky panties let me gradually surface from my submissive embrace of the pain I deserved. But I was still a little shakey when, some time later Hannah arrived with a warm damp face cloth and witch hazel.

“You just stay in your corner. I clean your poor bottom up and the witch hazel will start mending your welts. But I suspect you’ll be using your standing desk for a few days.”

Hannah is always very sweet to me after she’s corrected me. Often she will let me have an orgasm to take my mind off my throwing bottom. But not now.

“There you go Darling. The little blood spots are all cleaned up. I could see your little cock trying to get hard in its cage and your punishment panties. Don’t bother. Your cage is staying on. I like not having to even think about your cock. On the other hand, as you can tell from my panties, whipping you was more exciting that I thought it would be. You can come out of your corner and go to work. I’m going to have a nice long bath. Tonight, before cocktails, I’ll want you to lick me.”

Which I did to the best of my ability and I stood in my corner again as Hannah finished behind me. She told me she stared at my bruised, striped bottom as she fell over her edge.

“I am a very lucky woman to have such a sweet, obedient, man as my husband… Now pour me another glass of wine and bring more olives.”said Hannah.

“Yes Miss… Pleasure.”

Morning Kisses

pussy lickingOne of the greater pleasures in my life are the few minutes before we get up in the morning. Whether the lady of the house just wants her back rubbed, nearly always, or to tease me a little or to make love, I look forward to serving her.

This morning a back rub quietly turned into my licking her sweet pussy. First from behind but then she spread her legs and let me kiss and lick her whole cunt. For a man in my position the sheer pleasure of her pussy is intoxicating. She had me lick her for about ten minutes and then, before coming, pushed me away. I was throbbing with desire.

She knew how hard I was.

Just the way she likes me.

Perfect.

Pleasure

When you are a chaste male it does not mean that the lady of the house does not take her pleasure. When she wants. Often she is quite direct. She will lie on our bed and slip off her panties. I know my place and immediately slip my tongue into her sweet moisture. In the past few years I have improved my skills. I have learned to begin slowly and move to ice cream cone licks before concentrating on her pretty clit.

She likes to have me suck her clit into my mouth and hold it there with my pursed lips as I roll my tongue around it and sometimes, lightly, slid my teeth across it.

There is something quite wonderful about licking patiently and well until the lady of the house comes or decides to take matters into her own hands. If the later I am required to remain hard and at the ready in case, for her greater pleasure, she decides she wants my cock. She always comes before making this decision. And, even if she lets me slide inside her, by now, beautifully wet pussy, it is not until she actually pinches my nipples that I am allowed to ejaculate.

As a general rule, when she has me for her greater pleasure and allows me to ejaculate she wants me done quickly. Less than ten strokes. My nipples throb as I race to finish. This is not my greater pleasure, it is hers in feeling herself filled and seeing the longing in my eyes as I push towards completion.

Bliss

And, with her permission a gallery of men orally serving.