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Cum…Now

dominant wife, submissive husband, male chastity“Darling.” said Hannah as we were sitting down to cocktails. “I was telling Mady that men, if they are kept in chastity for a while, can come amazingly quickly. I am not sure she believed me. So come here a moment.”

I did as I was told and noticed that my little saki cup was sitting on the coffee table.

“Now, dear, I am going to unlock your cock cage. We’ll leave your stretcher on as this will not take long. When I have your little cock out I want you to ejaculate into your cup as quickly as you can. I’ll pinch your nipples so you can concentrate. Ready?”

“Yes Ma’am.” I said delighted at this unexpected pleasure.

Hannah unlocked my cage and pulled it off my cock. Just in time as the situation, masturbating in front of two women on command was already stiffening my cock. Another ten seconds and I would have been stuck inside my cage.

“Go.” I began to pull on my cock as Hannah slipped her hand up my shirt and her nails found my nipple. She stroked a little.

“So, Mady.” she said matter of factly, “When elliot has not been milked for a while and when he has not had an orgasm for even longer, he is always very close to the edge. See his little cock twitching already. Now, I could stop right here, plunge him into some ice water and lock him back up, but I like to see him ejaculate. He’s already very close.”

“Yes, Ma’am.” said Mady.

“Now lean in and watch. I’ll just give his little nipple a good hard pinch and now, elliot, make your little mess and don’t you dare spill a drop.”

I tried to hang on as long as I could but in a couple of more strokes I began to come.

“His first little squirt is always the biggest and I’ve trained him to hold his cup over his little cock. The next suirts are much smaller. There, all done. You know what you have to do now dear.” said Hannah with a smile, “Watch this Mady. He hates drinking his own cum but he knows he has to.”

The Lady of the House is, of course, right. I do hate it. And I hate having to lick the cup clean. But what I want doesn’t matter. Hannah likes to see me swallow and so I do.

“Very good dear. Now put your cage back on and I’ll lock you back up.”

I did as I was told as my cock rapidly deflated.

“I always have elliot put his little cock back in his cage himself, Mady. It reminds him that he is in chastity because I want him to be and he accepts and obeys my directions. There we go. I’ll just lock this little cockette back up and we can have our drinks.”

I heard the padlock click shut and I pulled up my girdle and my pants. It had all taken less than a minute.

“Thank you Darling.” I said.

“Oh you are very welcome Dear. Maybe I’ll let you jerk off again when we put you in your steel cage. Would you like that.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Well, we’ll see. As I was saying Mady, it only takes a minute and they are so grateful.”

“Yes, Ma’am.” Mady said with a curtsey as she turned to get the hors d’oeuvres.

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Adjusting

submissive husband, cock cage, dominant wifeA couple of people have emailed to ask how I manage to adjust to things like my apparently permanent cock cage and now the stainless steel ball stretcher. Not to mention long periods without any chance of orgasm or the constant discipline I now receive from two women.

Strange to say but there is no adjusting. A couple of years ago I realized that I was happiest and most at peace if I simply did what I was told. The idea of adjustment suggests that, somehow, I go from a position of opposition or defiance to a place of acceptance. Which really misses the transformation which has occurred in my life and in Hannah’s.

In my business day I spend a lot of time telling people what to do, taking responsibility for getting things done, pushing projects forward inch by inch. It is rewarding work and I thoroughly enjoy it. But the fact I begin every day naked, in my corner in a cock cage pressing my nose into my lovely Hannah’s often moist panties or that I break off work for three-quarters of an hour to be put through an exercise regime by our maid or that I am subject to effectively unlimited physical discipline is where I relax. I am home, safe and loved, when I simply do whatever I am told by the Lady of the House.

I don’t adjust, I obey. Or, more accurately, I embrace. Hannah is the Lady of the House. Her word, her decisions, are final. There is nothing to question. If she requires me to do something which I find uncomfortable my job is to find a way to embrace the discomfort. Frankly, this ball stretcher pinched a lot for the first couple of days. That is my problem not Hannah’s. She wants me to wear it. I wear it.

As a man walks further into submission to his wife part of what he is doing is leaving his ego, his personal needs and desires, behind him. Loving submission is complete. There is no adjustment, just acceptance of your position.

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Dominant Woman 
Feminine Superiority in Art
Obedient Husband 
Female Led Marriage for Loving Couples
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Might Pinch a Bit

dominant wife, submissive husband, cock cageDay 3 of my little cock cage and the ball stretching ring.

During the day, as I work, I barely notice my cock cage…or, for that matter, my cock as it is insulated from any friction by the soft silicone of the cage. I do notice the weight of the ball stretcher when I am being exercised by our lovely, if strict, maid Mady. It is not painful but it is a constant pressure.

However, at night, a chaste man will have an erection or two. I usually have two. With just the cage I would be aware of the erections but they did not cause any great discomfort. The ball stretcher has changed that. A lot.

Now when I get hard everything feels very tight. Very. Enough to wake me up. Hannah knows and is mildly amused. “Think of icebergs and swimming in ice cold water and your ice bucket.” she’ll murmur as she rolls over and falls back to sleep. I do but the cage and the stretcher tend to maintain the erection. Where I would be erect in my cage for five or ten minutes, the stretcher seems to have increased that to twenty uncomfortable minutes.

Perhaps this will change when the stretcher has done its work. Hannah likes the fact I have nocturnal  and morning erections. In fact she has slightly upped my micro dose of Viagra saying “I like my little cockette to be trying. It’s good for you.”

I am so lucky.

 

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Dominant Woman 
Feminine Superiority in Art
Obedient Husband 
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Aroused

pussy licking, maid“Mady” said Hannah from her armchair in her sitting room. “I would like to see the effect of the stretcher on elliot when he is aroused. If you could. Elliot, stand just in front of me and unbutton your shirt and unzip your girdle.”

I did as I was told and was soon standing in front of the Lady of the House in nothing but my cock cage and stretcher.

“Isn’t that handsome Mady. It will look all the better when its ready for the stainless steel cage. But let’s see it get hard. Or at least try.

“Yes Ma’am.”

Mady is a provocative little minx at the best of times and she knows more than a little about what gets me hard in my cage.

“May I have him kneel for a moment or two Ma’am?” she asked.

“By all means Mady.”

“Sir.”

I knelt. Mady walked over and hiked up her little skirt revealing her pretty stocking tops and her jet black lace panties.

“You know what to do.”

I did because Mady demanded I lick her pussy in this position at least twice a week. I rolled down her panties and then, as she had trained me, opened her sweet lips and held them oven with my thumbs. Then I began to lick and, most importantly, suck her beautifully erect clitoris. I knew she like her clitty sucked for a minute or two and then would push me into the deep licking of her cunt. I felt her hand on the back of my head and plunged into her rich wetness. I felt myself hardening ad I licked. And then I heard Mady say “Enough, get up.”

“Madame want you aroused, not me. But that was very good. Now, stand still.”

With Mady’s delicious taste still on my lips and her scent overwhelming me, I did as I was told. I felt her hand separating my bottom and then a finger pushing up my back passage. Then her other hand shot up and began to pinch and scratch my nipples. I could feel my cock filling my cage and pulling the skin of my scrotum up through the stretcher.

“Perfect Mady.” I heard Hannah say “The stretcher doesn’t stop him from getting hard in his cage at all. Look at that little thing pulse. You may stop Mady. elliot, stay where you are until you have lost that silly erection and when you have get dress and we’ll have our drinks. Thank you Mady.”

Mady gave The Lady of the House a deep curtsey and me a smile. It took several minutes before I was soft enough for Hannah to tell me to dress.

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Dominant Woman 
Feminine Superiority in Art
Obedient Husband 
Female Led Marriage for Loving Couples
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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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Something New – Stretching

ball stretchers, cock cage, dominant wife, submissive husbandI heard Hannah say something to Mady as I stood in my corner yesterday morning.  I couldn’t quite make out what it was but I heard Mady say, “After his shower ma’am. Very good ma’am.” A few minutes later I was sent to my shower.

I am still wearing my silicone cock cage as The Lady of the House is not quite ready to put me in my new steel cock cage for some reason. The great thing about the silicone cage is that you can easily shower in it. You will want to be careful drying because any residual water can cause chafing; but if you are careful you can keep everything clean with a minimum of fuss. I came out of my shower to see Mady waiting for me in the dressing room.

“I am to put this on, Sir.” she said holding up a stainless steel appliance and a small Allan wrench. It was a scrotum stretcher. I knew Hannah had ordered these from Amazon but I have to admit I had not expected one to be fitted before the stainless steel cage. And, in fact, I was not sure if the stretcher could be worn with a cage.

The geometry of the thing seemed wrong. After all, the cage is attached to a ring which fits behind and on top of my testicles. How the other piece of steel was to fit beat me.

Mady was not deterred.

“Hands over your head, Sir, this may pinch a bit.” she said matter of factly.

I did as I was told. I felt Mady’s small, warm hand wrap round just above my balls and then I felt her pull. Pinch does not quite describe the sensation. I looked down and saw Mady close the smallest stretcher over the taut flesh of my scrotum and drop the little Allan screw into place. Two quick twists of the wrench and that collar was not going anywhere.

“All done, Sir. And the Lady of the House was quite right, we’ll need to leave you in the more flexible silicone until your sack has stretched a little. But I am sure we’ll have you in steel before the end of the month. Now, the Lady of the House wants to see the stretcher.”

I walked into our bedroom where Hannah was just finishing her tea.

“Oh isn’t that perfect Mady. Was it difficult to put on?” asked Hannah.

“No ma’am. Just a matter of a little pull at the right moment. And I am sure Sir will stretch easily. The skin there is very elastic.” said Mady.

“Excellent. We’ll leave him with the single ring for a week and then go to two. How does it feel Darling?”

“Heavy.” I said honestly. “It doesn’t hurt now; but there seems to be a constant pressure.”

“Good.” said Hannah, “It will take some time but your little cockette will look even smaller when you have a nicely stretched sack. In any case, go and get dressed. I want to get out of bed and I’ll need Mady in a moment or two.”

 

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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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