teasing and denial

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.



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.

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.