I was at a munch, and one person was relating that, some years ago, she was in a conversation with another adult, with her kids within earshot, and she used the expression, "WTF?" One kid asked, "What does WTF mean?" And her quick-thinking response was, "It means... where's the food?"
Which lead to an embarrassing moment at a some restaurant, when the service was a bit slow, and the kids started shouting, "WTF! WTF! WTF!"
Anyway, hence, the title of this entry.
And I should finish 'WTF' with "...is the matter with me, anyway?"
To explain:
I am in deep lust with the idea of spanking, or rather, being spanked.
I obsess on the idea. I get aroused by it. I am constantly cruising porn on the internet, looking for more fuel for my fantasies.
I hang out in spanko chat rooms. I post on EP, stories about my spankings.
Often, during intercourse I have a visual going through my mind of getting some kind of spanking, as it seems to increase my chances of cumming during the act.
So why oh why have I declined, even flat out refused, recent opportunities or offers to have my buttocks beaten by the woman I love, and who loves me?
In some ways, sometimes, it seems like self-spite, self-destruction, denying myself a piece of enjoyment and fun.
But another part of me wants our relationship clearly defined.
We could just be play partners, getting together for S&M fun, like we did 13 months ago.
But if we are real, whether we are D/s or M/s or FLR+DD, then She shouldn't be asking me about spanking me, She should be telling me.
She tried something like that, the other day, by telling me to get out the spanking bench.
I thought it amazingly thoughtless of Her, considering I just finished 8 hours at work, after getting 90 minutes of sleep for a shift that I did not know I was working until a couple hours before.... and we had an interview to go to, in a couple hours, so why the hell was she telling me to get the bench out, instead of telling me to go and get some sleep? Seems to me, a Mistress should pay attention to such things.
At any rate, She is not going to be telling me about spankings, until we become clear on our dynamic.
Correction. She might try to tell me about a spanking.
Heh.
AND, it rubs me the wrong way when She asks me if I want one.
My thought is, If I actually WANT a spanking (from Her) then She must not be doing it correctly.
So, I do not want to let on that I want a spanking, even if it's funishment, as it almost certainly would be.
And our dynamic is too undefined for me to submit to a spanking, whenever She demands it.
So, what's a spanko to do?
Porn.
Chat rooms.
Posting stories.
Etc.
Monday, June 30, 2014
6.29 Diary
The movie ended...and She rolled on me, and slipped down, and began giving me a long, lingering, and delightful blowjob.
And I wanted to return the favor, and She got on Her back, and I took Her tighty pinkies down and off, and began licking between Her closed thighs, and She moaned, and put a pillow over Her face in an attempt to muffle Her moans, until She pulled me up by my armpits, to mount Her....
And we fucked, hard and slow, fast and shallow, and at speeds in between.
And Glory Be.
I ... climaxed, inside Her.
After resting a minute, I slipped down between Her legs, and begin licking and cleaning up.
And I crawled up, to lay next to Her.
"Now, is there ANYthing you want, that I can do?"
"Let me go to sleep."
"That's it, of anything I can do, that's what you want?"
"I don't want to be spanked, I don't want to be fisted or fucked with a strap-on, so no, I just want to go to sleep."
"I would have included, putting you in chastity, but since you said you don't want anything, doesn't matter."
"I do not want anything."
To sleep, 0200 or so.
She was up earlier than me (as usual, it seems) making macaroni and shrimp salad (OH BOY!) for Her meeting later in the day.
I got up, and started on coffee, toast, and newspaper, as She was getting ready to go.
Actually, as "she" was getting ready, as little-s was in control. (Toilet)
After she and Stitch left, I saw her phone, on the computer desk.
Then minutes later, she was calling my phone from Stitch's phone, asking about whatever it was she had left behind. (Toilet)
I went to the pharmacy to get Her prescriptions... a seventeen minute round trip, which includes the time it took to park, walk in, ask for and pay for them....
Toilet; Shower and dress and toilet, and pour iced tea in my travel mug, and in car 13:40.
I went to the toilet, number 2, four times, from the time I got up to the time I left for work.
I still wonder where it all came from.
At work 14:30.
It's been the "BET Experience" all weekend, downtown, culminating in the BET Awards, tonight.
The organizers should be called the DISorganizers. This is our worst event of the year, when it comes to working with people who simple haven't a clue....
Fortunately, I was just doing set up for the next day, for which we have a whopping 85 rides on the books so far, and did not have to move into the night's operation until the swing guy left, at 19:30.
While at work, She told me that Bee 'moved in'.
And the sub that we liked from Friday's interview messaged to say, that he was backing out.
Ah well.
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
She will have one emergency key available for use in medical emergency, doctor appointments, and other situations where excessive bodily harm may be present.
from How to Control Your Husband
Men are all different. Thus, different things turn them on and different thingshumiliate them. Here is a list of things that humiliate many men. This list is by no means complete, nor is every man be turned on by everything on the list. It is up to ou to discover what works and what does not. Sometimes, only the threat of these things is enough to turn him on. Humiliation can be used as a punishment as well. Find out what ones and you can control his behavior through the threat of it.
from Urtication: Sex and Nettles
And here's what they do:
Nettles cause intense burning sensations in the skin where applied, very similar to the sharp pain of a whip. In fact, the family classification Urtica comes from the LAtion uro -- meaning 'to burn'. But while a whipstroke comparatively fades rapidly (within an hour at least, with aching for a few more) the hot intense burn of a nettle can last of up to 24 hours.
And I wanted to return the favor, and She got on Her back, and I took Her tighty pinkies down and off, and began licking between Her closed thighs, and She moaned, and put a pillow over Her face in an attempt to muffle Her moans, until She pulled me up by my armpits, to mount Her....
And we fucked, hard and slow, fast and shallow, and at speeds in between.
And Glory Be.
I ... climaxed, inside Her.
After resting a minute, I slipped down between Her legs, and begin licking and cleaning up.
And I crawled up, to lay next to Her.
"Now, is there ANYthing you want, that I can do?"
"Let me go to sleep."
"That's it, of anything I can do, that's what you want?"
"I don't want to be spanked, I don't want to be fisted or fucked with a strap-on, so no, I just want to go to sleep."
"I would have included, putting you in chastity, but since you said you don't want anything, doesn't matter."
"I do not want anything."
To sleep, 0200 or so.
She was up earlier than me (as usual, it seems) making macaroni and shrimp salad (OH BOY!) for Her meeting later in the day.
I got up, and started on coffee, toast, and newspaper, as She was getting ready to go.
Actually, as "she" was getting ready, as little-s was in control. (Toilet)
After she and Stitch left, I saw her phone, on the computer desk.
Then minutes later, she was calling my phone from Stitch's phone, asking about whatever it was she had left behind. (Toilet)
I went to the pharmacy to get Her prescriptions... a seventeen minute round trip, which includes the time it took to park, walk in, ask for and pay for them....
Toilet; Shower and dress and toilet, and pour iced tea in my travel mug, and in car 13:40.
I went to the toilet, number 2, four times, from the time I got up to the time I left for work.
I still wonder where it all came from.
At work 14:30.
It's been the "BET Experience" all weekend, downtown, culminating in the BET Awards, tonight.
The organizers should be called the DISorganizers. This is our worst event of the year, when it comes to working with people who simple haven't a clue....
Fortunately, I was just doing set up for the next day, for which we have a whopping 85 rides on the books so far, and did not have to move into the night's operation until the swing guy left, at 19:30.
While at work, She told me that Bee 'moved in'.
And the sub that we liked from Friday's interview messaged to say, that he was backing out.
Ah well.
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
She will have one emergency key available for use in medical emergency, doctor appointments, and other situations where excessive bodily harm may be present.
from How to Control Your Husband
Men are all different. Thus, different things turn them on and different thingshumiliate them. Here is a list of things that humiliate many men. This list is by no means complete, nor is every man be turned on by everything on the list. It is up to ou to discover what works and what does not. Sometimes, only the threat of these things is enough to turn him on. Humiliation can be used as a punishment as well. Find out what ones and you can control his behavior through the threat of it.
from Urtication: Sex and Nettles
And here's what they do:
Nettles cause intense burning sensations in the skin where applied, very similar to the sharp pain of a whip. In fact, the family classification Urtica comes from the LAtion uro -- meaning 'to burn'. But while a whipstroke comparatively fades rapidly (within an hour at least, with aching for a few more) the hot intense burn of a nettle can last of up to 24 hours.
Sunday, June 29, 2014
6.28 Diary
Up for p&s, 0500.
And up for real, 0930.
Shower, d&d, and in the car, off for our 11:00 interview.
Who was a no-show.
So, we had breakfast.
Stopped at a supermarket on the way home...
We 'had' a 1400 interview scheduled, but she was unable to get the guy to reconfirm it, and She said, we weren't going until She could.
I washed down my car and hers, and watered the fruit in the front yard, and started on a reorganization project in my room.
And she let me know that a high school ex-boyfriend was having all sorts of personal issues,and was coming over to talk.
Towards the end of their talk, She asked me, how I felt about him, moving in with us for awhile, while he got his feet back on the ground.
Fine by me.
He left around 17:30.
We got dressed, and headed for our 1830 interview.
The guy met us in the parking lot of the restaurant, saying he had a bad experience with meeting inside a restaurant... and all but refused to come into the restaurant with us.
We looked at each other, shook our heads 'no', and walked on into the restaurant, leaving him standing there.
After a few minutes inside, we walked out, having decided to go to a different restaurant, anyway.
Afterwards, we went to the pharmacy, to get Her prescriptions...but the pharmacy closed several hours earlier... then we stopped for much needed gas in my car, and went on home.
I finished a couple minor projects, then lay down to watch "Nurse Jackie" and She came in to join me.
Then we talked about watching a movie. And I went to my pile, and picked out a couple, and we decided on "Jersey Girl".
No snickering, please; I happen to really like it.
I have not used the DVD player, since we moved into this house, so I had to find the remote, and remember how it worked.
While I was fiddling with it, She reached into the dresser drawer right next to Her and pulled out the pink waffle maker.
"I thought you said you lost this..."
"Yeah, I thought so, turned out that one and the other were under the false bottom of the toy bag we carry around."
"Oh...well, how about I spank you with this right now?"
"How about, you don't. I'm trying to get this to work."
Nothing else was said; I got the dvd to play, and we watched the movie.
HsLS 111
HsLO 1148
HsLD 171
H UN 1187
HER do? No
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He will not attempt to defeat the device in any way, OR possess the keys.
from How to Control Your Husband
7. No matter what you are doing, or where you are, find ways to tease him.
1. Fond him through his pants, in public or private.
2. Whisper sexy or humiliating things in his ear.
3. Make him shop for lingerie with you.
from Urtication: Sex and Nettles
The article Organic S&M provides lots of useful info on nettles, including the history:
Among the Druids, it is/was a sacred herb, while Roman soldiers were noted to carry bits of the plant with them into battle to give them courage. The nettle was used by native Americans in the northwest to keep awake on long canoe voyages, by English herbwives to 'encourage' prize bulls during the mating season, and by english mistresses for much the same purpose. And stinging nettles were as common in Victorian era erotica as figging, birches, and caning.
And up for real, 0930.
Shower, d&d, and in the car, off for our 11:00 interview.
Who was a no-show.
So, we had breakfast.
Stopped at a supermarket on the way home...
We 'had' a 1400 interview scheduled, but she was unable to get the guy to reconfirm it, and She said, we weren't going until She could.
I washed down my car and hers, and watered the fruit in the front yard, and started on a reorganization project in my room.
And she let me know that a high school ex-boyfriend was having all sorts of personal issues,and was coming over to talk.
Towards the end of their talk, She asked me, how I felt about him, moving in with us for awhile, while he got his feet back on the ground.
Fine by me.
He left around 17:30.
We got dressed, and headed for our 1830 interview.
The guy met us in the parking lot of the restaurant, saying he had a bad experience with meeting inside a restaurant... and all but refused to come into the restaurant with us.
We looked at each other, shook our heads 'no', and walked on into the restaurant, leaving him standing there.
After a few minutes inside, we walked out, having decided to go to a different restaurant, anyway.
Afterwards, we went to the pharmacy, to get Her prescriptions...but the pharmacy closed several hours earlier... then we stopped for much needed gas in my car, and went on home.
I finished a couple minor projects, then lay down to watch "Nurse Jackie" and She came in to join me.
Then we talked about watching a movie. And I went to my pile, and picked out a couple, and we decided on "Jersey Girl".
No snickering, please; I happen to really like it.
I have not used the DVD player, since we moved into this house, so I had to find the remote, and remember how it worked.
While I was fiddling with it, She reached into the dresser drawer right next to Her and pulled out the pink waffle maker.
"I thought you said you lost this..."
"Yeah, I thought so, turned out that one and the other were under the false bottom of the toy bag we carry around."
"Oh...well, how about I spank you with this right now?"
"How about, you don't. I'm trying to get this to work."
Nothing else was said; I got the dvd to play, and we watched the movie.
HsLS 111
HsLO 1148
HsLD 171
H UN 1187
HER do? No
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He will not attempt to defeat the device in any way, OR possess the keys.
from How to Control Your Husband
7. No matter what you are doing, or where you are, find ways to tease him.
1. Fond him through his pants, in public or private.
2. Whisper sexy or humiliating things in his ear.
3. Make him shop for lingerie with you.
from Urtication: Sex and Nettles
The article Organic S&M provides lots of useful info on nettles, including the history:
Among the Druids, it is/was a sacred herb, while Roman soldiers were noted to carry bits of the plant with them into battle to give them courage. The nettle was used by native Americans in the northwest to keep awake on long canoe voyages, by English herbwives to 'encourage' prize bulls during the mating season, and by english mistresses for much the same purpose. And stinging nettles were as common in Victorian era erotica as figging, birches, and caning.
6.27 Diary
06:15 She picked me up at work, and we were home by 0700.
I fed the critters, and had a snack.
She suggested I get out the spanking bench and the video camera.
The thought in my head: "Are you FUCKING crazy?"
What actual came out, in conversation later, was, How much does She really care about me? This was so thoughtless.
I mean seriously, I just worked an eight hour shift, which was unplanned, which meant I had maybe 90 minutes of sleep before going to work.
I was tired.
I went, and took a nap from 0745 to 0945.
Up shower, dry, dress....
We got in her car 1045, and went to Co's and met with Bob, and were there until 1300, and it was a very good meeting.
HOme... for a nap in my chair,
Then in her car 1400, to go to Ksr in HC for medications, then from there to HB... a bank first, then to drop off medications and a check... then to a branch of my bank to make a deposit...
Then back to LB, to the supermarket, then to CVS but her meds were not ready...
then home about 1830.
We discussed going to a FemDom party this night, but by this time it was not happening.
Sat down, did some reading and writing, but no 'rithmetic...
She served dinner,
I went to the bedroom to watch a couple eps of Nurse Jackie... and went to sleep, 2300.
HsLS 87
HsLO 1124
HsLD 147
Hr UN 1163
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He will immediately resecure the device after cleaning, unless is ordered otherwise.
from How to Control Your Husband
6. Punish him whenever he displeases you.
1. Don't let him get away with anything!
2. Spank, paddle, or whip him.
3. Humiliate him in some way.
4. Put Bengay or IcyHot on his cock, balls, or anus.
5. Make him do anything he hates.
from Urtication: Sex and Nettles
Someone wrote to sex columnist Dan Savage to say "I find applying stinging nettles to my body highly pleasurable." Savage looked into the matter and wrote:
Tracy Mehlin at the Center for Urban Horticulture at the University of Washington wa kind enough not to slam the phone down when I read her your question, perhaps because she once knew a guy on a farm who occasionally lashed himself with stinging nettles. 'I didn't ask him to go into details but there are some people who enjoy the effect.'
Dan also found out that there's a long history behind the practice: As it turns out, you're not the first person to expose his 'delicate areas' to stinging nettles. The Romans thrashed men 'below the navel' according to Rodale's Encyclopedia of Herbs, to improve virility.
I fed the critters, and had a snack.
She suggested I get out the spanking bench and the video camera.
The thought in my head: "Are you FUCKING crazy?"
What actual came out, in conversation later, was, How much does She really care about me? This was so thoughtless.
I mean seriously, I just worked an eight hour shift, which was unplanned, which meant I had maybe 90 minutes of sleep before going to work.
I was tired.
I went, and took a nap from 0745 to 0945.
Up shower, dry, dress....
We got in her car 1045, and went to Co's and met with Bob, and were there until 1300, and it was a very good meeting.
HOme... for a nap in my chair,
Then in her car 1400, to go to Ksr in HC for medications, then from there to HB... a bank first, then to drop off medications and a check... then to a branch of my bank to make a deposit...
Then back to LB, to the supermarket, then to CVS but her meds were not ready...
then home about 1830.
We discussed going to a FemDom party this night, but by this time it was not happening.
Sat down, did some reading and writing, but no 'rithmetic...
She served dinner,
I went to the bedroom to watch a couple eps of Nurse Jackie... and went to sleep, 2300.
HsLS 87
HsLO 1124
HsLD 147
Hr UN 1163
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He will immediately resecure the device after cleaning, unless is ordered otherwise.
from How to Control Your Husband
6. Punish him whenever he displeases you.
1. Don't let him get away with anything!
2. Spank, paddle, or whip him.
3. Humiliate him in some way.
4. Put Bengay or IcyHot on his cock, balls, or anus.
5. Make him do anything he hates.
from Urtication: Sex and Nettles
Someone wrote to sex columnist Dan Savage to say "I find applying stinging nettles to my body highly pleasurable." Savage looked into the matter and wrote:
Tracy Mehlin at the Center for Urban Horticulture at the University of Washington wa kind enough not to slam the phone down when I read her your question, perhaps because she once knew a guy on a farm who occasionally lashed himself with stinging nettles. 'I didn't ask him to go into details but there are some people who enjoy the effect.'
Dan also found out that there's a long history behind the practice: As it turns out, you're not the first person to expose his 'delicate areas' to stinging nettles. The Romans thrashed men 'below the navel' according to Rodale's Encyclopedia of Herbs, to improve virility.
6.29 More fantasy....part I "When Harry met Sally"
They met in an internet chat room.
They started chatting, sharing their fantasies, and figured out how close together they live, in real life.
They met, for coffee, that led into lunch, then an early dinner, before going their separate ways.
In follow-up chats, she suggested he come over to her house for a quiet dinner.
He readily agreed.
On the appointed evening, he arrived, parked, and walked up the sidewalk to the front door of her house, and he knocked on the door.
She opened the door, wearing a black skin-tight stretch lace dress... mini-dress, really, as short as it was, with modesty black-outs in the appropriate areas, yet the dress was tight enough to make it obvious, there was nothing underneath it, other than the tops of black stay-up stockings, not quite concealed by the bottom hem of the dress.
She invited him in. He entered.
She closed the door, and said, "Stop, and get undressed."
He looked at her in some surprise. "...and put your clothes in that basket."
He stripped down to black bikini briefs and black socks, and paused, looking at her.
She frowned at him, and said, "Keep going..."
He took a deep breath, and peeled off his briefs and socks, and stood, naked.
She barely glanced at his nakedness, although the slightest of smiles appeared on her face, as she said, "Time for a shower. I'm sure you took one before coming over, doesn't matter. Come on."
She led, he followed her, to the bathroom. She showed him how to turn the water on, and said, "Clean towel here. Don't be long, no need to make a major production of it. When you're done and dry, come out to the living room where you'll see me standing."
She stepped out of the room, and he stepped into the shower, got wet, found body soap to use, lathered up, then rinsed off, turned off the water, and stepped out, grabbed the towel, and rubbed himself dry.
He walked out of the bathroom, and into the living room, on up to where she stood, leaning against the back of the couch.
He approached her, and she reached out and up, and with her left hand at the back of his neck, and her right hand at the small of his back, urged him into bending over the back of the couch.
"Hands flat on the cushions," she said.
He put 'em there, and saw to his left, a small wood paddle, with holes drilled in it, throughout the largest surface.
She picked up the paddle, stood at his left side, wrapped her left arm around his waist, and began whacking his buttocks with the paddle, hitting alternate cheeks with each whack, and whacking on down to the sit spots and back up again, landing some fifty smacks on each side, as he moaned, and grunted, and danced a bit.
"Don't move..." she said, as she walked around to the front of the couch, kicked off her shoes, stepped up onto the couch, and moved her crotch in, close to his face, and pulled up her skirt, exposing the bare flesh above the stocking tops, and clean-shaven mound. She spread her legs some, and crouched, then put her hands to the back of his head, and pulled his head, his mouth in, close to her open lips, and he began licking, like a thirsty dog on a hot day, pushing his tongue in, and out, darting like a hummingbird, dabbing at the bud of her clitoris, as she moaned aloud.
She uttered one long, loud OHHHHHHHHHh and carefully stepped back and off the couch. She stood with her eyes closed, catching her breath, coyly put the hem of her dress down, and said, "Okay...so, follow me to the kitchen."
In the kitchen, she checked on the pork ribs in the oven, and the rice in one pan on the range top, the mixed vegetables in another pan, the garlic bread in the toaster oven, while telling him to get plates and silverware out of the cupboards and put them on the table.
She produced a bottle of red wine, and handed it to him to open, which he did, while she found wine glasses, to put on the table.
As they became ready, she started putting the items into serving dishes, and he put them on the table, until everything was set.
"Come on," she said, and she led him to the chair at which he would be sitting. "Bend over the back, hands on the chair."
He did, and she used the same paddle to apply another fifty smacks to each buttock.
She stopped, and said, "Okay, sit down," and she went to her chair and sat down.
They helped themselves to food and wine, and once settled, she asked, "So...enjoying yourself so far?"
He blushed, and wiggled, and said carefully, "Immensely."
"Good...so am I. So, how did you become a spanko?"
That question created enough conversation to take them all the way through dinner.
Together, they cleared the table, and filled up the dishwasher, and activated it.
She said to him, with a grin starting on her face, "So, join me on the couch, the sitting side of it."
They went to the couch and sat closely together, with him on her right side.
She leaned in with her face to his, and kissed him on the mouth.
While doing so, her left hand went to his crotch, stroking his penis, bringing it to nearly immediate attention.
She broke the long kiss, and he leaned back, with eyes closed, gasping for breath.
"Oh OHHHH ohhh ohhhh ohhh...."
She went down with her head, and her mouth went onto his penis, and sucked it all in, and she bobbed in and out on it, while her left hand stroked his balls, and pushed on his taint...
And he moaned, "I'm soooo close... do you want me to........."
"Mmm hmmm," she said, her mouth still on his penis.
He groaned loud, and started shuddering, and his ejaculation started, into her mouth, and she continued sucking as his penis spurt.
He groaned softly once he was spent, and she stopped, and sat up, wiping her lips with the back of her forearm and wrist.
She reached under a couch cushion and pulled out a bamboo-handle hair brush, and held it in her right hand.
She patted her lap with her left hand, and said, "Get down here."
His mouth opened, as if to protest, then it closed, and he bent over, extending his torso over her lap, such that his head was on the couch on her left side, his legs were extended out on her right side.
She started with slow, hard, deliberate slaps of the hair brush to his buttocks, alternating cheeks, twenty on each, as he moaned and grunted, then she switched to fast slaps, two on one cheek, two on the other, forty slaps on each side, and stopped to catch her breath, while he panted and moaned softly, and then she said softly but firmly, "Now then...." and she began slowly landing HARD smacks of the brush to alternating cheeks, sit spots, and upper thighs, and he began sobbing, softly at first, then louder, while sniffling, "Oh pleease...ohh owchhhh please...oh...oh...."
A..n..d she stopped.
He sobbed, a few minutes more, while her right hand roamed the mass of reddened flesh that was his bottom.
"Stand up...in front of me," she said quietly.
Slowly, he did. His crotch was level with her face, and she sucked his limp penis into her mouth, licking it gently while still inside.
Some blood flow was evidently coming to the organ.
She pulled her mouth away, and said, "Waddya say, we go in the bedroom, and you lick my pussy until this thing is ready to fuck me?"
"Uhhhh YEAH."
She stood up, and led him into the bedroom, and pulled her dress up and over her head and off, as she walked. Wearing only black stay-ups, she flopped on the bed, on her back, and spread her legs, and nodded at him with a come-hither.
He got on the bed, kneeling between her spread legs, and mouth went to her crotch, and he licked her innermost thighs, onto the labia major, the labia minor, and closer to the clitoris, and directly on the clitoris, as she shuddered and moaned, and gasped aloud, "PLeeeeease tell me you're ready...."
"Mmm...' he said, moving up, and onto her, weight on knees and elbows and hands, and she reached down to guide his hard penis into her wet cunt, and with a single thrust, it was all the way in, and she groaned again.
He pulled out, and pushed in, out and in, as she gasped, "Oh oh ohhh oh... so wet ... so hard....oh OHHH pleeeeese... go deep...oh....fuck me hard, so hard...OHHHH.... gaaaaahhh... "
He stopped, and held her still, just to look into her eyes for a moment, and look at her smile... and, remembering what she said earlier, on the couch, he said, "Now then..." and he began thrusting, and withdrawing, long hard strokes, increasing speed, as she moaned, louder, until he started moaning, and shaking, and then stopped, just holding onto her tightly, as he felt his own orgasm and the contractions of his penis, spurting within her.
And he caught his breath, and asked, "Shall I continue...?"
She smiled broadly, and said, "Nooooo, I'm good, really...."
He rolled off of her, and stayed on his right side, up against her as she lay flat.
"MMM...how's your bottom?"
"Hurts."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"
"A very good thing."
"Mmm... there's peanut butter-and-chocolate pie in the refrigerator.
And quite a few paddles and straps in my toy box that I'd love to use. How about coffee and pie, and then.... "
"Yeahhhhhhh...."
"Don't move..." she said, as she walked around to the front of the couch, kicked off her shoes, stepped up onto the couch, and moved her crotch in, close to his face, and pulled up her skirt, exposing the bare flesh above the stocking tops, and clean-shaven mound. She spread her legs some, and crouched, then put her hands to the back of his head, and pulled his head, his mouth in, close to her open lips, and he began licking, like a thirsty dog on a hot day, pushing his tongue in, and out, darting like a hummingbird, dabbing at the bud of her clitoris, as she moaned aloud.
She uttered one long, loud OHHHHHHHHHh and carefully stepped back and off the couch. She stood with her eyes closed, catching her breath, coyly put the hem of her dress down, and said, "Okay...so, follow me to the kitchen."
In the kitchen, she checked on the pork ribs in the oven, and the rice in one pan on the range top, the mixed vegetables in another pan, the garlic bread in the toaster oven, while telling him to get plates and silverware out of the cupboards and put them on the table.
She produced a bottle of red wine, and handed it to him to open, which he did, while she found wine glasses, to put on the table.
As they became ready, she started putting the items into serving dishes, and he put them on the table, until everything was set.
"Come on," she said, and she led him to the chair at which he would be sitting. "Bend over the back, hands on the chair."
He did, and she used the same paddle to apply another fifty smacks to each buttock.
She stopped, and said, "Okay, sit down," and she went to her chair and sat down.
They helped themselves to food and wine, and once settled, she asked, "So...enjoying yourself so far?"
He blushed, and wiggled, and said carefully, "Immensely."
"Good...so am I. So, how did you become a spanko?"
That question created enough conversation to take them all the way through dinner.
Together, they cleared the table, and filled up the dishwasher, and activated it.
She said to him, with a grin starting on her face, "So, join me on the couch, the sitting side of it."
They went to the couch and sat closely together, with him on her right side.
She leaned in with her face to his, and kissed him on the mouth.
While doing so, her left hand went to his crotch, stroking his penis, bringing it to nearly immediate attention.
She broke the long kiss, and he leaned back, with eyes closed, gasping for breath.
"Oh OHHHH ohhh ohhhh ohhh...."
She went down with her head, and her mouth went onto his penis, and sucked it all in, and she bobbed in and out on it, while her left hand stroked his balls, and pushed on his taint...
And he moaned, "I'm soooo close... do you want me to........."
"Mmm hmmm," she said, her mouth still on his penis.
He groaned loud, and started shuddering, and his ejaculation started, into her mouth, and she continued sucking as his penis spurt.
He groaned softly once he was spent, and she stopped, and sat up, wiping her lips with the back of her forearm and wrist.
She reached under a couch cushion and pulled out a bamboo-handle hair brush, and held it in her right hand.
She patted her lap with her left hand, and said, "Get down here."
His mouth opened, as if to protest, then it closed, and he bent over, extending his torso over her lap, such that his head was on the couch on her left side, his legs were extended out on her right side.
She started with slow, hard, deliberate slaps of the hair brush to his buttocks, alternating cheeks, twenty on each, as he moaned and grunted, then she switched to fast slaps, two on one cheek, two on the other, forty slaps on each side, and stopped to catch her breath, while he panted and moaned softly, and then she said softly but firmly, "Now then...." and she began slowly landing HARD smacks of the brush to alternating cheeks, sit spots, and upper thighs, and he began sobbing, softly at first, then louder, while sniffling, "Oh pleease...ohh owchhhh please...oh...oh...."
A..n..d she stopped.
He sobbed, a few minutes more, while her right hand roamed the mass of reddened flesh that was his bottom.
"Stand up...in front of me," she said quietly.
Slowly, he did. His crotch was level with her face, and she sucked his limp penis into her mouth, licking it gently while still inside.
Some blood flow was evidently coming to the organ.
She pulled her mouth away, and said, "Waddya say, we go in the bedroom, and you lick my pussy until this thing is ready to fuck me?"
"Uhhhh YEAH."
She stood up, and led him into the bedroom, and pulled her dress up and over her head and off, as she walked. Wearing only black stay-ups, she flopped on the bed, on her back, and spread her legs, and nodded at him with a come-hither.
He got on the bed, kneeling between her spread legs, and mouth went to her crotch, and he licked her innermost thighs, onto the labia major, the labia minor, and closer to the clitoris, and directly on the clitoris, as she shuddered and moaned, and gasped aloud, "PLeeeeease tell me you're ready...."
"Mmm...' he said, moving up, and onto her, weight on knees and elbows and hands, and she reached down to guide his hard penis into her wet cunt, and with a single thrust, it was all the way in, and she groaned again.
He pulled out, and pushed in, out and in, as she gasped, "Oh oh ohhh oh... so wet ... so hard....oh OHHH pleeeeese... go deep...oh....fuck me hard, so hard...OHHHH.... gaaaaahhh... "
He stopped, and held her still, just to look into her eyes for a moment, and look at her smile... and, remembering what she said earlier, on the couch, he said, "Now then..." and he began thrusting, and withdrawing, long hard strokes, increasing speed, as she moaned, louder, until he started moaning, and shaking, and then stopped, just holding onto her tightly, as he felt his own orgasm and the contractions of his penis, spurting within her.
And he caught his breath, and asked, "Shall I continue...?"
She smiled broadly, and said, "Nooooo, I'm good, really...."
He rolled off of her, and stayed on his right side, up against her as she lay flat.
"MMM...how's your bottom?"
"Hurts."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"
"A very good thing."
"Mmm... there's peanut butter-and-chocolate pie in the refrigerator.
And quite a few paddles and straps in my toy box that I'd love to use. How about coffee and pie, and then.... "
"Yeahhhhhhh...."
Friday, June 27, 2014
6.26 Diary
Her first attempt to wake me up was around 0900; I finally got up, about 10:30.
Coffee, snack, newpaper.
We thought She was going for a blood draw: but found out, the time limit on that is 09:30.
We thought we had a 13:00 Interview...but he backed out.
We thought we might be going to Ksr for a prescription...but found it, it won't be ready til the next day.
She told me She was getting a subliminal message: "Cotton candy 4 o'clock..."
I told Her, "That's coming from little-s, and I told little-s, cotton candy will be a reward, after I get those buttons sewed on that shirt."
I took the dining room table out back, and hosed it down and washed it in three kinds of cleaners, then brought it back in.
I put yesterdays' laundry away.
I sorted papers on Her desk, and created a box of chronological bills, for Her.
She was having gastric distress, and adjourned to Her room, to lie down.
I went in my room, and began a couple projects, beginning with sorting through a large box of old bills and mail, taking up space near a dresser.
Little-s emerged, saying her tummy was feeling better, and was amenable to doing some sewing, so I brought in the shirt, found her a sewing kit, then went back to my room, to begin a pen reorganization project.
She came to me, showing me the shirt, with buttons intact.
Around 3:30 we showered together, and dressed, and got in her car, and headed out to CoI, to the buffet rest't that offers cotton candy.
Arrived 5:15... and pigged out. Oh mi gosh.
For just under fifteen bucks a person, waaaay better than Hometown Buffet.
Before leaving, she went to the restroom, and I sat in the lobby, looked at my phone.
The boss sent a text, saying the other overnight guy had called off for tonight, and did I 'feel like' coming to work?
She came back, and we went to the car and discussed it.
It seemed like a reasonable idea, and I sent him a text, saying, I'd be there between 10 and 11, and work til 0600.
He sent back a joy filled response.
We went home.
I went almost straight to my bedroom, and napped from 2000 to 2130.
Got up and dressed, and three of us got in Her car, and She drove, bringing me to work.
The boss went outside to talk to Her, and She referred to Him as a "C...B...r".
When he came in, he said, he actually knew what that meant.
We were talking about a client we're picking up Friday morning, one Snoop Dogg, and I mentioned to him, that She told me about a party She was once at, and was introduced to one Calvin B (hey, CB initials, again)and after awhile, She said, "Do I know you from somewhere?"
Anyway,
He asked, "What was SHE doing at a party with S Dogg?"
I said, "She's had an interesting and varied life."
At work 22:15 or so.
HsLS 63
HsLO 1100
HsLD 123
H UN 1139
Her DO no
Did I offer No
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He agrees that during release for cleaning, he will shave accordingly, to keep his genitalia free for her.
from How to Control Your Husband
Make him do something humiliating (a list will follow, soon enough)...
1. Make him wear a butt plug, for a time
2. Make him be naked when you are not
3. Make him masturbate for you.
4. Always, ALWAYS make him eat his own cum, no matter where it is deposited.
from Urtication: Sex and Nettles
Nettles may be applied in various ways. Some lie the stems down and press the hairs into the skin; others hold them in a cluster and tap it against the chosen area, or put them into a bottoms' underwear. Men who wear condoms have found that briefly applying nettles to the penis before putting on a condom can compensate for the sensation lost by the latex barrier.
Coffee, snack, newpaper.
We thought She was going for a blood draw: but found out, the time limit on that is 09:30.
We thought we had a 13:00 Interview...but he backed out.
We thought we might be going to Ksr for a prescription...but found it, it won't be ready til the next day.
She told me She was getting a subliminal message: "Cotton candy 4 o'clock..."
I told Her, "That's coming from little-s, and I told little-s, cotton candy will be a reward, after I get those buttons sewed on that shirt."
I took the dining room table out back, and hosed it down and washed it in three kinds of cleaners, then brought it back in.
I put yesterdays' laundry away.
I sorted papers on Her desk, and created a box of chronological bills, for Her.
She was having gastric distress, and adjourned to Her room, to lie down.
I went in my room, and began a couple projects, beginning with sorting through a large box of old bills and mail, taking up space near a dresser.
Little-s emerged, saying her tummy was feeling better, and was amenable to doing some sewing, so I brought in the shirt, found her a sewing kit, then went back to my room, to begin a pen reorganization project.
She came to me, showing me the shirt, with buttons intact.
Around 3:30 we showered together, and dressed, and got in her car, and headed out to CoI, to the buffet rest't that offers cotton candy.
Arrived 5:15... and pigged out. Oh mi gosh.
For just under fifteen bucks a person, waaaay better than Hometown Buffet.
Before leaving, she went to the restroom, and I sat in the lobby, looked at my phone.
The boss sent a text, saying the other overnight guy had called off for tonight, and did I 'feel like' coming to work?
She came back, and we went to the car and discussed it.
It seemed like a reasonable idea, and I sent him a text, saying, I'd be there between 10 and 11, and work til 0600.
He sent back a joy filled response.
We went home.
I went almost straight to my bedroom, and napped from 2000 to 2130.
Got up and dressed, and three of us got in Her car, and She drove, bringing me to work.
The boss went outside to talk to Her, and She referred to Him as a "C...B...r".
When he came in, he said, he actually knew what that meant.
We were talking about a client we're picking up Friday morning, one Snoop Dogg, and I mentioned to him, that She told me about a party She was once at, and was introduced to one Calvin B (hey, CB initials, again)and after awhile, She said, "Do I know you from somewhere?"
Anyway,
He asked, "What was SHE doing at a party with S Dogg?"
I said, "She's had an interesting and varied life."
At work 22:15 or so.
HsLS 63
HsLO 1100
HsLD 123
H UN 1139
Her DO no
Did I offer No
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He agrees that during release for cleaning, he will shave accordingly, to keep his genitalia free for her.
from How to Control Your Husband
Make him do something humiliating (a list will follow, soon enough)...
1. Make him wear a butt plug, for a time
2. Make him be naked when you are not
3. Make him masturbate for you.
4. Always, ALWAYS make him eat his own cum, no matter where it is deposited.
from Urtication: Sex and Nettles
Nettles may be applied in various ways. Some lie the stems down and press the hairs into the skin; others hold them in a cluster and tap it against the chosen area, or put them into a bottoms' underwear. Men who wear condoms have found that briefly applying nettles to the penis before putting on a condom can compensate for the sensation lost by the latex barrier.
6.25 Diary
Off work 0930, and home 10ish
She was just getting up, and had fed the critters.
I stripped my bed, and started some laundry, and She wanted to talk.
..about Her depression, and what I could do to help.
By getting Her on some kind of schedule.
Then I had somethin' to eat, and went to sleep on Her bed.
Well, both beds are Hers...so, I mean, I went to sleep on the bed that still had sheets on it, the one She sleeps on when I'm not home..
Up, around 18:00.
I was told, laundry was in dryer, should be ready soon.
I put together a bill chronological list, to help Her keep track.
I went through accumulated mail.
Dinner was ready.
She asked, like three times, for one of us to clear the table. I got up and did it.
We sat down to a family discussion, when was Her saying, that when She called us for dinner, we should make an effort to come to the kitchen or table right away, rather than procrastinate.
We ate. Boneless pork, baked in orange sauce and soy and candied ginger, with rice on the side.
Scrumptious!
After clearing the table, with Stitch starting on the dishes,
I excused myself to go get the sheets on the bed, and watch the "Fargo" finale.
Once it ended, I told Her I was going to sleep, and She said She would join me, soon.
..... 00:00.
HsLS 39
HsLO 1076
HsLD 99
H UN 1115
Her DO? No
I offer? No
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He agrees to all terms of release, set forth by her, including use of restraints, if necessary.
from How to Control Your Husband
You must keep him sexually aroused, as much as possible.
1. Talk sexy to him.
2. Tell him you are going to make him do something humiliating.
3. Fondle him, let him fondle you.
4. Send him text messages, with orders to do something sexual.
5. Make him give you frequent orgasms.
from Urtication: Sex and Nettles
Skin exposed to nettles will redden and in a short time, produce small bumps. The person will feel a hot sting that fades to a warm tingling glow which may last several hours.
She was just getting up, and had fed the critters.
I stripped my bed, and started some laundry, and She wanted to talk.
..about Her depression, and what I could do to help.
By getting Her on some kind of schedule.
Then I had somethin' to eat, and went to sleep on Her bed.
Well, both beds are Hers...so, I mean, I went to sleep on the bed that still had sheets on it, the one She sleeps on when I'm not home..
Up, around 18:00.
I was told, laundry was in dryer, should be ready soon.
I put together a bill chronological list, to help Her keep track.
I went through accumulated mail.
Dinner was ready.
She asked, like three times, for one of us to clear the table. I got up and did it.
We sat down to a family discussion, when was Her saying, that when She called us for dinner, we should make an effort to come to the kitchen or table right away, rather than procrastinate.
We ate. Boneless pork, baked in orange sauce and soy and candied ginger, with rice on the side.
Scrumptious!
After clearing the table, with Stitch starting on the dishes,
I excused myself to go get the sheets on the bed, and watch the "Fargo" finale.
Once it ended, I told Her I was going to sleep, and She said She would join me, soon.
..... 00:00.
HsLS 39
HsLO 1076
HsLD 99
H UN 1115
Her DO? No
I offer? No
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He agrees to all terms of release, set forth by her, including use of restraints, if necessary.
from How to Control Your Husband
You must keep him sexually aroused, as much as possible.
1. Talk sexy to him.
2. Tell him you are going to make him do something humiliating.
3. Fondle him, let him fondle you.
4. Send him text messages, with orders to do something sexual.
5. Make him give you frequent orgasms.
from Urtication: Sex and Nettles
Skin exposed to nettles will redden and in a short time, produce small bumps. The person will feel a hot sting that fades to a warm tingling glow which may last several hours.
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
6.25 A bit of fiction (The Intruder)
She was enjoying a quiet evening at home.
Her housemates were out, the dogs were sleeping, and she was keeping herself busy, sitting at her computer, wearing just panties and a bra, surfing the WWW.
She thought she heard a noise in the kitchen, and thought about getting up to go look, then shrugged and decided against it, then looked up to see, standing a few feet from her, a tall man with a stocking covering his face, holding a long skinny knife in his right hand.
"Hu..hu Who are you...what do you wuh want... please don't hurt me..."
"No one gets hurt," he said in a deep snarl, "If she does as she is told. STAND UP and turn around."
Gasping, almost hyperventilating, she stood up, and turned around, and felt his hands grab her wrists, pull them behind her, and shackle them together with handcuffs.
"Go to the bedroom," he said.
She led the way, and after he picked up the gym bag that he had left in the kitchen, he followed.
"M..my housemates will be home, anytime now," she stammered.
"You'd best hope they don't come home, I don't like to leave behind any living evidence."
"Ohh...please..."
In the bedroom, he stopped her as she stood at the edge of the bed, facing it.
He took a blindfold out of his bag, and put it over her eyes, then took the stocking mask off his own head.
He unlocked the handcuffs, holding her wrists tight, then pulling her arms around in front of her, and cuffing the wrists together again.
He took the blade of his knife to the shoulder straps of her bra, and cut them, left side then right side, then stood, his front to her back, reached around with his left arm to hold the top of chest, and around with his right hand, still holding the knife, to cut the bra, just in between her breasts, and the garment fell away.
Still holding her by his left arm, he put down the knife, and took a moment to gently squeeze each breast in his hand, twiddling the nipples with his fingers, as she moaned loudly and violently shook.
He stopped, chuckling, stepped back, and in one motion, whisked her panties down to her feet.
He reached into his back, and pulled out a wood-handled hair brush.
"Extend your arms in front of you," he said, as he pushed down on her back, bending her at the waist.
He stood at her left side, his right leg next to her left leg. He wrapped his left arm around her waist, and began spanking her buttocks with the back of the hair brush, as she moaned out loud. He continued with hard smacks to the sit spot, and on down to the upper thighs, and she yelped even louder, then the smacks moved up, concentrating on the sit spot, and squarely on the middle of her cheeks.
He stopped, catching his breath, as she quietly sobbed.
He stood up, dropping the hair brush into his bag, and stood directly behind her, and stooped to put his hands at her knees, and pushed them apart, spreading her legs.
He stood up, reached his right hand out, and let his fingers investigate the wetness and warmth of her nether regions, dipping inside the folds, often gently touching the bud of her clitoris, as she moaned softly. His fingers traced their way up her crack, stopping at the rosebud of her anus, and rubbed the ring of her anus several times, hesitating at the entryway, as if not sure whether to plunge on in, or not.
Her body froze at the anticipation of the digital intrusion into her rectum.
He stopped, with a chuckle, then put his whole right forearm between her legs, and his left arm under her chest, and lifted her up, and put her on the bed, and onto her back.
He reached into his bag and pulled out long nylon straps with velcro cuffs at each end
He attached one nylon cuff to her right ankle, then pulled the strap down, attaching it to the foot of the bed frame, then did the same with her left ankle.
Then he got on the bed, and attached cuffs to each of her wrists, and tied them loosely to the the matching corner of the bed frame, then he unlocked the cuffs still on each wrist, and pulled on each strap in turn, until they were taut, and she was laid out like an X on the bed, with wrists and ankles secured to each corner.
Then he knelt on the bed, in between her spread legs, brought his head down to her crotch, stuck out his tongue, and began, gently at first, licking the petals of her vagina, and he began licking faster, with hummingbird-like jabs of his tongue onto her clitoris, as she moaned, and moaned louder, having climax after climax, trying to buck and jump with each one, but could not, and she cried aloud, "Please...PLEASE..OH PLEEEESE..."
He continued licking, concentrating on the clitoris, stabbing at it with his tongue, sucking on it as he might a straw...
As she moaned.. and tried to jerk away....
And she cried out, OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHhooooohhhhhhh..." and then, she simply passed out.
Sometime later, she woke up, sitting in the chair in front of her computer, wearing the same panties. She shook her head, groggily, thinking... "Was it a dream?"
Then she thought, "Wasn't I wearing a bra?" and she got up, and went to the bedroom to look for it, unsuccessfully.
Puzzled, she returned to the computer desk.
Her partner-in-crime came home, and exchanged notes about their respective evenings, although she decided to not mention anything about the 'dream', and they went to the bedroom.
She got into bed, and settled in.
He was about to get into bed, picked up his pillow to fluff it, then said with some surprise, "What happened to this?"
She turned over, to see that he was holding her bra, with the cups cut apart, and shoulder straps cut.
Her mouth fell open, but no words came out.
Her housemates were out, the dogs were sleeping, and she was keeping herself busy, sitting at her computer, wearing just panties and a bra, surfing the WWW.
She thought she heard a noise in the kitchen, and thought about getting up to go look, then shrugged and decided against it, then looked up to see, standing a few feet from her, a tall man with a stocking covering his face, holding a long skinny knife in his right hand.
"Hu..hu Who are you...what do you wuh want... please don't hurt me..."
"No one gets hurt," he said in a deep snarl, "If she does as she is told. STAND UP and turn around."
Gasping, almost hyperventilating, she stood up, and turned around, and felt his hands grab her wrists, pull them behind her, and shackle them together with handcuffs.
"Go to the bedroom," he said.
She led the way, and after he picked up the gym bag that he had left in the kitchen, he followed.
"M..my housemates will be home, anytime now," she stammered.
"You'd best hope they don't come home, I don't like to leave behind any living evidence."
"Ohh...please..."
In the bedroom, he stopped her as she stood at the edge of the bed, facing it.
He took a blindfold out of his bag, and put it over her eyes, then took the stocking mask off his own head.
He unlocked the handcuffs, holding her wrists tight, then pulling her arms around in front of her, and cuffing the wrists together again.
He took the blade of his knife to the shoulder straps of her bra, and cut them, left side then right side, then stood, his front to her back, reached around with his left arm to hold the top of chest, and around with his right hand, still holding the knife, to cut the bra, just in between her breasts, and the garment fell away.
Still holding her by his left arm, he put down the knife, and took a moment to gently squeeze each breast in his hand, twiddling the nipples with his fingers, as she moaned loudly and violently shook.
He stopped, chuckling, stepped back, and in one motion, whisked her panties down to her feet.
He reached into his back, and pulled out a wood-handled hair brush.
"Extend your arms in front of you," he said, as he pushed down on her back, bending her at the waist.
He stood at her left side, his right leg next to her left leg. He wrapped his left arm around her waist, and began spanking her buttocks with the back of the hair brush, as she moaned out loud. He continued with hard smacks to the sit spot, and on down to the upper thighs, and she yelped even louder, then the smacks moved up, concentrating on the sit spot, and squarely on the middle of her cheeks.
He stopped, catching his breath, as she quietly sobbed.
He stood up, dropping the hair brush into his bag, and stood directly behind her, and stooped to put his hands at her knees, and pushed them apart, spreading her legs.
He stood up, reached his right hand out, and let his fingers investigate the wetness and warmth of her nether regions, dipping inside the folds, often gently touching the bud of her clitoris, as she moaned softly. His fingers traced their way up her crack, stopping at the rosebud of her anus, and rubbed the ring of her anus several times, hesitating at the entryway, as if not sure whether to plunge on in, or not.
Her body froze at the anticipation of the digital intrusion into her rectum.
He stopped, with a chuckle, then put his whole right forearm between her legs, and his left arm under her chest, and lifted her up, and put her on the bed, and onto her back.
He reached into his bag and pulled out long nylon straps with velcro cuffs at each end
He attached one nylon cuff to her right ankle, then pulled the strap down, attaching it to the foot of the bed frame, then did the same with her left ankle.
Then he got on the bed, and attached cuffs to each of her wrists, and tied them loosely to the the matching corner of the bed frame, then he unlocked the cuffs still on each wrist, and pulled on each strap in turn, until they were taut, and she was laid out like an X on the bed, with wrists and ankles secured to each corner.
Then he knelt on the bed, in between her spread legs, brought his head down to her crotch, stuck out his tongue, and began, gently at first, licking the petals of her vagina, and he began licking faster, with hummingbird-like jabs of his tongue onto her clitoris, as she moaned, and moaned louder, having climax after climax, trying to buck and jump with each one, but could not, and she cried aloud, "Please...PLEASE..OH PLEEEESE..."
He continued licking, concentrating on the clitoris, stabbing at it with his tongue, sucking on it as he might a straw...
As she moaned.. and tried to jerk away....
And she cried out, OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHhooooohhhhhhh..." and then, she simply passed out.
Sometime later, she woke up, sitting in the chair in front of her computer, wearing the same panties. She shook her head, groggily, thinking... "Was it a dream?"
Then she thought, "Wasn't I wearing a bra?" and she got up, and went to the bedroom to look for it, unsuccessfully.
Puzzled, she returned to the computer desk.
Her partner-in-crime came home, and exchanged notes about their respective evenings, although she decided to not mention anything about the 'dream', and they went to the bedroom.
She got into bed, and settled in.
He was about to get into bed, picked up his pillow to fluff it, then said with some surprise, "What happened to this?"
She turned over, to see that he was holding her bra, with the cups cut apart, and shoulder straps cut.
Her mouth fell open, but no words came out.
06.24 Diary
In car, 0653. Home 0720.
Fed the critters.... showered ...
Entered Her room, naked, as She got out of bed to go pee, and got into the bed, and She joined me.
We talked for a few minutes, then I said, "It's Tuesday, shall we get on with it?"
We began prelimaries of sex, and She interrupted me long enough to fetch a plastic sheet, and three towels, to put underneath Her bottom, in order to avoid washing the sheets, again.
Sex ensued.
Once She was satisfied, we got up, and went into the kitchen to get something to eat.
And I read the newpaper, and played with my pens..and went to bed, around 10:45
Awake 12:45, for p&s. She was at Her computer, and begin telling me about recent developments..and I went back to bed, 1400.
And was awake, needing to pee, again 1645. My alarm was set for half an hour later, so I just stayed up, and began a project of shift stuff from drawers on one side of my room, to the other side.
In the process, I determined, once and for all, that I have NINE chastity devices in my possession.
I haven't been altogether too sure of the exact number, until now.
Shower, and dressed, and kissed Her good bye...
In car 1800, and at work 1900.
And, slow and easy and drama free at work.
HsLS 15
HsLO 1052
HslD 75
H UN 1091
AND
Days since last cigarette : 21 !
One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations:
She will supervise at least one removal of the device in a seven day period for cleaning and shaving.
from How to Control Your Husband
You must get into his head!
1. Learn his fantasies and what turns him on.
2. Tease him with your words, whenever possible.
3 Find out what humiliates him.
4. Use his humiliation whenever possible.
from Urtication: Sex and Nettles
What is Urtication: refers to those who use stinging nettles to stimulate the skin for sex games, such as spanking and BDSM practices. The active ingredients in the stinging nettle do not spread to other areas but are restricted to the site at which the plant comes into contact. The skin becomes sensitized without the injury that certain types of flagellation can produce.
Fed the critters.... showered ...
Entered Her room, naked, as She got out of bed to go pee, and got into the bed, and She joined me.
We talked for a few minutes, then I said, "It's Tuesday, shall we get on with it?"
We began prelimaries of sex, and She interrupted me long enough to fetch a plastic sheet, and three towels, to put underneath Her bottom, in order to avoid washing the sheets, again.
Sex ensued.
Once She was satisfied, we got up, and went into the kitchen to get something to eat.
And I read the newpaper, and played with my pens..and went to bed, around 10:45
Awake 12:45, for p&s. She was at Her computer, and begin telling me about recent developments..and I went back to bed, 1400.
And was awake, needing to pee, again 1645. My alarm was set for half an hour later, so I just stayed up, and began a project of shift stuff from drawers on one side of my room, to the other side.
In the process, I determined, once and for all, that I have NINE chastity devices in my possession.
I haven't been altogether too sure of the exact number, until now.
Shower, and dressed, and kissed Her good bye...
In car 1800, and at work 1900.
And, slow and easy and drama free at work.
HsLS 15
HsLO 1052
HslD 75
H UN 1091
AND
Days since last cigarette : 21 !
One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations:
She will supervise at least one removal of the device in a seven day period for cleaning and shaving.
from How to Control Your Husband
You must get into his head!
1. Learn his fantasies and what turns him on.
2. Tease him with your words, whenever possible.
3 Find out what humiliates him.
4. Use his humiliation whenever possible.
from Urtication: Sex and Nettles
What is Urtication: refers to those who use stinging nettles to stimulate the skin for sex games, such as spanking and BDSM practices. The active ingredients in the stinging nettle do not spread to other areas but are restricted to the site at which the plant comes into contact. The skin becomes sensitized without the injury that certain types of flagellation can produce.
Tuesday, June 24, 2014
6.23 Diary
Off work..in car 0655. Home 0730.
Fed critters, took care of other business.
Got on the phone with DMI, to get that necessary phone call done.
Done...0830, in time to start calling the IRS.
Tried the local number that my voicemail system provided, but the number evidently was not meant to take incoming calls, so I called the 800 # that the agent had provided me with.
And DONE, a mere hour ro so later.
Exhausted.
Something to eat, while reading Sunday's paper, and to bed around 1045.
Awake around 1600 for p&s (pee and snack). Noticed that She was asleep on Her bed, with mask on.
Back to bed.
Alarm off 1740. She checked on me. "Not yet," I said.
Up oh 1830.
Shower, dress.. Kissed her goodbye and in car 1905.
Fortunately, Monday traffic.... easy peasy.
Except for the turn next to the In & Out trying to get up the side street to my workplace.
That added 8 minutes...and in, 1940.
Easy night. All night. No 'outside' calls that took more than a minute.
I recommend that a certain someone:
..... looks at the most recent additions I've put into the Ω section of the white binder and
..... looks at a recent confession I've added, on 'EP'.
HsLS 42
HsLO 1028
HsLD 51
H UN 1067
Her DO? No
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He will notify Her immediately of any concerns of functionality or cleanliness of the device.
from One Scenario of Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
Thank Her, daily, for denying you, your sexual self-expression. Tell Her, you glory in Her authority, and appreciate that She bothers with you at all. επδ
from How to Control Your Husband
>Control your own feelings of guilt
1. He should never be permitted to have any kind of orgasm without your permission.
2. If you feel he deserves an orgasm, ruin it!
3. Remember, you can ruin several orgasms a day, but he can only have one full one.
4. Full orgasms should be only allowed on very special occasions, and no more than 3 or 4 a year.
Fed critters, took care of other business.
Got on the phone with DMI, to get that necessary phone call done.
Done...0830, in time to start calling the IRS.
Tried the local number that my voicemail system provided, but the number evidently was not meant to take incoming calls, so I called the 800 # that the agent had provided me with.
And DONE, a mere hour ro so later.
Exhausted.
Something to eat, while reading Sunday's paper, and to bed around 1045.
Awake around 1600 for p&s (pee and snack). Noticed that She was asleep on Her bed, with mask on.
Back to bed.
Alarm off 1740. She checked on me. "Not yet," I said.
Up oh 1830.
Shower, dress.. Kissed her goodbye and in car 1905.
Fortunately, Monday traffic.... easy peasy.
Except for the turn next to the In & Out trying to get up the side street to my workplace.
That added 8 minutes...and in, 1940.
Easy night. All night. No 'outside' calls that took more than a minute.
I recommend that a certain someone:
..... looks at the most recent additions I've put into the Ω section of the white binder and
..... looks at a recent confession I've added, on 'EP'.
HsLS 42
HsLO 1028
HsLD 51
H UN 1067
Her DO? No
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He will notify Her immediately of any concerns of functionality or cleanliness of the device.
from One Scenario of Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
Thank Her, daily, for denying you, your sexual self-expression. Tell Her, you glory in Her authority, and appreciate that She bothers with you at all. επδ
from How to Control Your Husband
>Control your own feelings of guilt
1. He should never be permitted to have any kind of orgasm without your permission.
2. If you feel he deserves an orgasm, ruin it!
3. Remember, you can ruin several orgasms a day, but he can only have one full one.
4. Full orgasms should be only allowed on very special occasions, and no more than 3 or 4 a year.
Monday, June 23, 2014
06.22 Diary
Up 0200, for snack.
Up 0400,awakened by Her...which led to Sex...
back to sleep 0600, awake 0845.
Shower and dressed then asked Her to get up, and She did, and showered and dressed.
In Her car 0945, and at SPW 1015.
I really wanted to make this service, as Rev A was guest speaking.
I saw Shy there for the first time in a long time; after service, we went downstairs for coffee, and She had a long chat with James, while I listened...
1215, headed home.
Home: toilet, changed clothes.... toilet.
Packed up, fiddled around, kissed Her goodbye....
(before She would 'let me' drive myself, instead of Her taking me to work, I had to 'promise' to come home, barring unforeseen acts of God... and I had to surrender to Her, my ATM card. Wow.)
And departed, 1347.
Now, Sunday, shouldn't be so bad, one would think...
Stalled car, number 2 lane, 101 freeway, just above downtown.
Took freaking forever.
As did the turn I make, trying to get past the In'n'Out.
At work 1445.
Doing set up, not a bad night, not a tough night.
Then came the morning...
Stupid shit in Saskatchewan, stupider shit in Venice (ITALY).
Epiphanies:
1. She did not take 'after' pix, after Saturday's punishment.... AND... I realized, later, I don't care.
Now, I don't consider it a 'necessity' or even a 'want' or 'desire'.
No pix, no video.
I won't refuse having pix taken, or having a videocamera running, but I won't request it, either. I have quite a library of pix and videos of myself; I see no reason to further put myself on display.
2. Posting on open forums... I've decided, is a waste of time. I have plenty of other ways to ... waste time. No need for me to go on FL, and post my answers to questions that I think are posted there, just because somebody has no real life to attend to. I'll continue reading, to keep up on events, but don't expect to see my name on a post, anytime soon.
from One Scenario for Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
Showing your CD in public will entertain her. She and other dominant women can compare devices and penile inadequacies.
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He is responsible for daily cleaning of the device.
from How to Control Your Husband
Up 0400,awakened by Her...which led to Sex...
back to sleep 0600, awake 0845.
Shower and dressed then asked Her to get up, and She did, and showered and dressed.
In Her car 0945, and at SPW 1015.
I really wanted to make this service, as Rev A was guest speaking.
I saw Shy there for the first time in a long time; after service, we went downstairs for coffee, and She had a long chat with James, while I listened...
1215, headed home.
Home: toilet, changed clothes.... toilet.
Packed up, fiddled around, kissed Her goodbye....
(before She would 'let me' drive myself, instead of Her taking me to work, I had to 'promise' to come home, barring unforeseen acts of God... and I had to surrender to Her, my ATM card. Wow.)
And departed, 1347.
Now, Sunday, shouldn't be so bad, one would think...
Stalled car, number 2 lane, 101 freeway, just above downtown.
Took freaking forever.
As did the turn I make, trying to get past the In'n'Out.
At work 1445.
Doing set up, not a bad night, not a tough night.
Then came the morning...
Stupid shit in Saskatchewan, stupider shit in Venice (ITALY).
Epiphanies:
1. She did not take 'after' pix, after Saturday's punishment.... AND... I realized, later, I don't care.
Now, I don't consider it a 'necessity' or even a 'want' or 'desire'.
No pix, no video.
I won't refuse having pix taken, or having a videocamera running, but I won't request it, either. I have quite a library of pix and videos of myself; I see no reason to further put myself on display.
2. Posting on open forums... I've decided, is a waste of time. I have plenty of other ways to ... waste time. No need for me to go on FL, and post my answers to questions that I think are posted there, just because somebody has no real life to attend to. I'll continue reading, to keep up on events, but don't expect to see my name on a post, anytime soon.
from One Scenario for Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
Showing your CD in public will entertain her. She and other dominant women can compare devices and penile inadequacies.
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He is responsible for daily cleaning of the device.
from How to Control Your Husband
6.
Punish him whenever he displeases you.
1.
Don't let him get away with anything!
2.
Spank, paddle, or whip him.
3.
Humiliate him in some way.
4.
Put Bengay or Icy-Hot on his cock, balls, or anus.
5.
Make him do anything he hates.
6.20 Diary
Up 0430 for milk and cookies.
UP 0700, because Stitch came in, needing a ride to work, and for all intents and purposes, SHE pushed ME out of bed to go do it.
Fiiiiiine.
Done.
Home, toilet, fed critters, emptied the chamber pot, and scooped, an sat in my chair for a nap, while expecting a call from a federal lady.
I think I blew the call, as my phone rang with a restricted number, and I sleepily may have hit "dismiss".
Awake 1015, She brought me coffee. I was online a bit, then showered, dressed, and we were in my car 1250, went a few blocks, turned around and came back for forgotten paperwork....then continued on, to me a prospective sub at a Fizzler.
Lunch was good enough.
We left at 1440, came home.
Started looking for the keys to the shrine, gave up.
She called ahead to get the gate unlocked.
I got in my car, went to pick up Stitch. Arrived 15:45, got a twenty minute nap before he came out.
Drove to the temple. Gate was unlocked. We scouted around to see what supplies we might need.
I sent a text to Her, and drove home.
She wasn't home. Didn't expect,as She had to go to market, and pickup May.
I found Her phone on her bed, so I figure, She did not get the text.
Caught up on some blogs....
She came home with May.
Got around to packing my car, and headed to the temple.
Had dinner there, such as it was (for me, and my picky tastes.)
I found a quiet place, and caught up on Science of Mind reading.
And updated my notebook.
And we left.... took May home, then went home ourselves.
Unpacked the car.
Fed the critters.
Got somethin to eat, and read the papers.
And to bed, around 23:00.
HsLS 31
HsLO 936
HsLD 126
H UN 995
Her DO ? No
from One Scenario for Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
When asked, share freely with her, your feelings about the enforced chastity. Your frustration will provide her some amusement.
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He is not allowed to touch his penis without permission, except to shave, under her supervision. He must keep his genitals hair free, always.
from How to Control Your Husband
UP 0700, because Stitch came in, needing a ride to work, and for all intents and purposes, SHE pushed ME out of bed to go do it.
Fiiiiiine.
Done.
Home, toilet, fed critters, emptied the chamber pot, and scooped, an sat in my chair for a nap, while expecting a call from a federal lady.
I think I blew the call, as my phone rang with a restricted number, and I sleepily may have hit "dismiss".
Awake 1015, She brought me coffee. I was online a bit, then showered, dressed, and we were in my car 1250, went a few blocks, turned around and came back for forgotten paperwork....then continued on, to me a prospective sub at a Fizzler.
Lunch was good enough.
We left at 1440, came home.
Started looking for the keys to the shrine, gave up.
She called ahead to get the gate unlocked.
I got in my car, went to pick up Stitch. Arrived 15:45, got a twenty minute nap before he came out.
Drove to the temple. Gate was unlocked. We scouted around to see what supplies we might need.
I sent a text to Her, and drove home.
She wasn't home. Didn't expect,as She had to go to market, and pickup May.
I found Her phone on her bed, so I figure, She did not get the text.
Caught up on some blogs....
She came home with May.
Got around to packing my car, and headed to the temple.
Had dinner there, such as it was (for me, and my picky tastes.)
I found a quiet place, and caught up on Science of Mind reading.
And updated my notebook.
And we left.... took May home, then went home ourselves.
Unpacked the car.
Fed the critters.
Got somethin to eat, and read the papers.
And to bed, around 23:00.
HsLS 31
HsLO 936
HsLD 126
H UN 995
Her DO ? No
from One Scenario for Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
When asked, share freely with her, your feelings about the enforced chastity. Your frustration will provide her some amusement.
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He is not allowed to touch his penis without permission, except to shave, under her supervision. He must keep his genitals hair free, always.
from How to Control Your Husband
4.
You must keep him sexually aroused as much as possible.
1.
Talk sexy to him.
2.
Tell him you are going to make him do something humiliating.
3.
Fondle him, or let him fondle you.
4.
Send him text messages with orders to do something sexual.
5.
Make him give you orgasms frequently.
Saturday, June 21, 2014
June 21 Journal
The day was ....different. Certainly not ho-hum dee dee dum boring.
In the morning... sex. Been a while since we started the morning with that.
After coffee and orange rolls, I fixed the washing machine. Yayyy.
Then we showered, and dressed, and had our first interview with a male submissive who answered the internet ad She posted.
A total bust, which we knew within the first ten minutes....but we sat with him and had coffee and pie, for an hour and ten minutes.
Then, back home, to say hello to Her second-oldest son, who was using our driveway to work on his car.
Then, to my work place, 27 miles in lousy traffic, to get my paycheck, then 28 miles back to where we were going to cash and deposit it.
The bank had a new rule: they would not cash-and-deposit-as-cash a non 'Bank' check. This was making Her a bit annoyed, as I had to cash my check, then go to the ready teller ten feet away to deposit the cash back into our account.
Then we got a cart, and went into the market for shopping.
We were just inside the baked goods area; She looked at some sale item, and came up to me, real close to me, and said, "Seven for six dollars."
Something happened to me, I felt ...panic, like She was too close, and I said, loudly, She said, later, "You're in my space, back off..."
Well....
She stepped back, and said, "That's enough, I am leaving."
And She walked out of the store.
I watched Her go, for a second, then followed.
I decided, if She was standing at the car, that I was going to just toss Her the keys, and start walking home.
But, She had only gone as far as one of the pillars outside, and was leaning with her back against it.
"You embarrassed me in the store. People were looking at us."
"I did not see them. You were so close to me.."
"I was a foot away from you. And they were looking. What's the matter with you?"
"I felt... panicky."
"Let's go finish shopping.
Inside, She said, "I will do something about this when we get home, whether my son is still there or not.
We finished shopping, checked out, went to the car, and loaded up.
Heading home, She said, "We get home, get the car unloaded, groceries put away, then I want you to undress, and stand in the corner. Understand?"
I understand, but I did not reply.
After a few minutes, I did ask, "May I urinate beforehand?"
"By all means, but... in the toilet, please."
We arrived. Stitch assisted, and I still managed to get the groceries inside without incident, and I put them away. She was sitting in front of Her computer in the living room. I grabbed my bag and keys off the table, went into my room, and from my room, out the sliding glass door that led to the back yard, then through the garage door, down the driveway where her son and Stitch were still working, twisted my ankle as I walked, got in my car an drove off.
I parked somewhere shady and quiet.
She called, after fifteen minutes.
"What, you're running away from home?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"I don't wanna be at home."
"Come home, NOW."
"I'll get back to you on that."
Why did I run away? Why was I there?
I was angry, and confused.
I was angry that She decided to assert Herself NOW, at a time when our relationship is ... undefined.
Our D/s or M/s or FLR-DD dynamics have been 'on hold'. I'm not wearing a collar. We've had a little s&m playtime (damn little) but as for real time full time dynamics Uh Uhh.
So, I was angry that She decided to assert Herself... right now... while we have as yet to re-define what we're about as a couple.
I realized that somewhere, on some level, this is what I've wanted, what I've asked for:
Real punishment from a strict wife.
I started the car, and returned home.
I walked in the door. She said nothing, as did I.
I went to my bedroom, and undressed.
Wearing only socks, I went to the corner, by the front door, and ... stood, with my face in the corner.
Damn uncomfortable...my right ankle was hurting.
After a few minutes, She told me to sing.... "Twinkle twinkle little bat... "
I did, over and over, a number of times.
She told me to stop, as She came up behind me and starting asking me, and telling me, about what happened.
I embarrassed Her, without realizing it. I was disrespectful. Whether or not I think we're currently IN this kind of dynamic, this IS what I want, right?
She walked away, telling me to continue...or be quiet, for a bit.
The She told me to cite prime numbers.
I got up to about 253, when She said stop.
After a few minutes, She told me to sing..something.
"I release and I let go...."
I sang, many many repeats of it.
She asked if I wanted some water.
"Yes,please."
She came up behind me, and told me to turn around, and handed me a glass of ice water.
It had been one hour, with me in the corner.
Sweating...it's kinda hot in our hot... standing on a sore ankle....
She told me to go take a shower.
I did.
She told me go, lay down on Her bed.
I did, on my back, until She came in.
I asked Her to check my ankle.... yep, swollen.
She told me She had yet to decide if She was going to be done, NOW, or continue, and be done NOW, or wait ..til later.
She made it clear, if I ever treated Her this way again, I would get this treatment..and worse.. again.
She told me to get FDAU, and produced a metal flapper... a metal stick with a leather flapper on the end.
She told me to count.
Eighty five smacks across my buttocks, and on the sit spot, and one on my scrotum, much to my vocal displeasure.
She continued with another 85, concentrated on my left cheek and sit spot, and one hit squarely on my scrotum, enough to make me squat down, and groan.
Then She told me to roll over, and get my legs up, and She applied another 25 on my sit spot.
Then She told me to relax, and brought out wipes, and wiped my scrotum and buttocks.
Look, Ma, no blood ... this time.
She told me to expect consistency from Her.
If I do this sort of thing again, I will receive this sort of thing again.
I asked Her to move, as I jumped off the bed, to go ...try to... throw up.
The shots to my nuts had gotten me a bit nauseated.
Dry heaves only, oh well. But I still got my loose hair in the toilet, and She decided I needed to wash my hair again.
So I knelt over the edge of the tub, while She rinsed and washed my hair.
Then I knelt upright, while She combed it out.
Then I went to my bedroom, and got the minimum of clothes on.
No pictures. She did not offer; I did not ask. I did not even choose to look in the mirror at results.
She started dinner, and after an hour or so, we ate.
Just another day at our house with the white and green picket fence around it, on the corner of Walk and Dont Walk.
Friday, June 20, 2014
6.19
U 0730...fed critters... alka seltzer,shower, pack up, kiss Her goodbye ...
Which was amusing, when I kissed Her, She woke up and said, "You're back already...?"
Anyway, out, and in my car 0808.
At the Fed. Bdldg 0835.
In the Upstairs lobby at 0900 with number 508, while #500 was being served.
My number called, 10:00. Finished, as far as we could go 11:30.
Went to the cafeteria for a coffee and called Her, with update.
IN my car 11:55, and paid seventeen dollars for parking.
In Santa Ana, at the state office, 13:00.
Called to a window 13:35.
Business done 14:15.
At the door, preparing to leave, and She called me.
Fucking amazing how She knew to call just then.
In car 14:40. Home 1520.
Took care of coins and bags, and dishwasher,
In Her bedroom, for pre-munch sex....
Then showered, and dressed,
In car 1730, and at the Munch rest't 1825.
She sat next to Her newest fan, I sat across from both of them.
The subject was "BDSM and The Law" which was quite interesting.
Munch done and out, 2100.
Home 2145.
Me to bed 2215.
HsLS 7
HsLO 912
HsLD 102
H un 971
Her DO Yes
from One Scenario for Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
The CD will forestall attempts by your penis to erect. Do not complain or make noises when this causes pain.
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He is not allowed to ask for sexual favors such as penis rubbing or insertion into animate or inanimate objects, licking or sucking, unless directed by her.
from How to Control Your Husband
Which was amusing, when I kissed Her, She woke up and said, "You're back already...?"
Anyway, out, and in my car 0808.
At the Fed. Bdldg 0835.
In the Upstairs lobby at 0900 with number 508, while #500 was being served.
My number called, 10:00. Finished, as far as we could go 11:30.
Went to the cafeteria for a coffee and called Her, with update.
IN my car 11:55, and paid seventeen dollars for parking.
In Santa Ana, at the state office, 13:00.
Called to a window 13:35.
Business done 14:15.
At the door, preparing to leave, and She called me.
Fucking amazing how She knew to call just then.
In car 14:40. Home 1520.
Took care of coins and bags, and dishwasher,
In Her bedroom, for pre-munch sex....
Then showered, and dressed,
In car 1730, and at the Munch rest't 1825.
She sat next to Her newest fan, I sat across from both of them.
The subject was "BDSM and The Law" which was quite interesting.
Munch done and out, 2100.
Home 2145.
Me to bed 2215.
HsLS 7
HsLO 912
HsLD 102
H un 971
Her DO Yes
from One Scenario for Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
The CD will forestall attempts by your penis to erect. Do not complain or make noises when this causes pain.
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He is not allowed to ask for sexual favors such as penis rubbing or insertion into animate or inanimate objects, licking or sucking, unless directed by her.
from How to Control Your Husband
3.
You must get into his head!
1.
Learn his fantasies and what turns him on.
2.
Tease him with your words whenever possible.
3.
Find out what humiliates him.
4.
Use his humiliation whenever possible.
6.18 Diary
Off work 0915, with Her there to pick me up at work, and we headed home.
I fed the critters, She showed me some email from an admirer, then we went to Her bedroom, and engaged in WMS.
After the second go-round, She jumped up, as did I, to strip the sheets off the bed, get them in the wash, then I had something to eat, and went to bed, around 1430.
Up around 20:00, for a shower, and dressed, and dinner, and sheets in the dryer, then a nap in my chair,
Then up again, and working on my calendars, and filling in tax forms,
And putting sheets on my bed...
and laundry away, and waking Her up, from where She slept in Her chair..
and Bed around 0200.
HsLS 11
HsLO 888
HSld 78
H UN 947
Her DO ? Yes
from One Scenario for Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
When she decides to milk you and drain you of your sperm, assume the position immediately.
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
She will decide the method used to cause the penis to ejaculate, whether masturbation or some other.\
from from How to Control Your Husband
I fed the critters, She showed me some email from an admirer, then we went to Her bedroom, and engaged in WMS.
After the second go-round, She jumped up, as did I, to strip the sheets off the bed, get them in the wash, then I had something to eat, and went to bed, around 1430.
Up around 20:00, for a shower, and dressed, and dinner, and sheets in the dryer, then a nap in my chair,
Then up again, and working on my calendars, and filling in tax forms,
And putting sheets on my bed...
and laundry away, and waking Her up, from where She slept in Her chair..
and Bed around 0200.
HsLS 11
HsLO 888
HSld 78
H UN 947
Her DO ? Yes
from One Scenario for Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
When she decides to milk you and drain you of your sperm, assume the position immediately.
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
She will decide the method used to cause the penis to ejaculate, whether masturbation or some other.\
from from How to Control Your Husband
2.
Control your own feelings of guilt.
1.
He should never be permitted to have any kind of orgasm without
your permission.
2.
If you feel he deserves an orgasm... Ruin it!
3.
Remember, you can ruin several orgasms a day, but he can only
have one full one.
4.
Full orgasms should be for very special occasions (no more than
3 or 4 per year).
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
6.17 Diary
Off 06:58, and rolling home 0701, and home 07:49.
Fed the critters, got my whites out of the dryer, and put 'em away, resorted underwear in drawers, stripped, and headed for the shower.
Soaped, rinsed, dried, put on white undershirt and briefs, went to Her bedroom, and climbed in.
We lay together, dozing, for awhile.
By 0930, hunger pains had set in, and I got up to get somethin' to eat, and left Her still sleeping.
I ate, took some pills, read the paper.
And went to my bed, and felt the onset of the stomach tightness that accompanies the Chantix.
Up around 1345, and She was at the computer, and She started telling me about the response She was getting to an ad She posted on CS, and the appointments She was making.
I went back to bed.
She went out to the bank, around 1630, I got up around 1700.
I showered, and dressed, and Stitch showered and dressed, then we all got into Her car, and She drove me to work, and I arrived about 1900.
The only downside to the whole night, was the first ninety minutes of having our newest hire in dispatch, sitting to my right, as he does not know when to shut up about anything.
Otherwise, it was just a q u i e t night.
HsLS 183
HsLO 864
HsLD 54
H UN 923
Her DO No.
Did I offer? No
from One Scenario for Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
Do not attempt to manipulate, thwart or bypass the your CD.
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
She may hint at or promise relief, and may change her mind for any reason.
from How to Control Your Husband
Fed the critters, got my whites out of the dryer, and put 'em away, resorted underwear in drawers, stripped, and headed for the shower.
Soaped, rinsed, dried, put on white undershirt and briefs, went to Her bedroom, and climbed in.
We lay together, dozing, for awhile.
By 0930, hunger pains had set in, and I got up to get somethin' to eat, and left Her still sleeping.
I ate, took some pills, read the paper.
And went to my bed, and felt the onset of the stomach tightness that accompanies the Chantix.
Up around 1345, and She was at the computer, and She started telling me about the response She was getting to an ad She posted on CS, and the appointments She was making.
I went back to bed.
She went out to the bank, around 1630, I got up around 1700.
I showered, and dressed, and Stitch showered and dressed, then we all got into Her car, and She drove me to work, and I arrived about 1900.
The only downside to the whole night, was the first ninety minutes of having our newest hire in dispatch, sitting to my right, as he does not know when to shut up about anything.
Otherwise, it was just a q u i e t night.
HsLS 183
HsLO 864
HsLD 54
H UN 923
Her DO No.
Did I offer? No
from One Scenario for Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
Do not attempt to manipulate, thwart or bypass the your CD.
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
She may hint at or promise relief, and may change her mind for any reason.
from How to Control Your Husband
1.
You must absolutely take total control of his orgasms!
1.
You must get him to wear a chastity device of some kind.
2.
You should put it on him yourself and only you should hold the
key.
3.
Let him out at your discretion only and only for teasing or
release.
6.21 Diary
Up 0930 ish.
Morning sex.
Up for coffee, newspaper, pills.
Went out back, went to work on the washing machine problem, and fixed it.
Inside...shower and dressed....
Off with Her for a 1400 interview with a domestic sub prospect at Co's.
We both knew in the first ten minutes, 'no', but we were there until 1515.
Then returned home, where Her second oldest son was using our driveway to work on his car, so we stopped by to say hello.....
Then made the 27 mile trip to my workplace to get my paycheck...
And 29 miles back to the bank/supermarket.
The bank had some idiotic new rule about cashing and depositing a non 'bank' check, so I had to cash my check, then go to the ATM, five feet away, to deposit the cash back into our account. We were both manipulating it at the same time, and we were not working well together.
We went on inside the market, just browsing.... She looked at the price on some special, came up to me, right in my face, or that's the way I felt, and said in a loud voice, "Seven for six dollars." And I said, "You're getting in my space, back off."
Well.
She turned around and walked out of the market.
After a second, I followed, found Her standing outside.
She said I embarrassed Her, that people were staring at us.....
We went back in, and continued shopping.
During which She said, "You will be punished when we get home. whether my son is still there or not."
We finished up, checked out, went to the car, loaded up, stopped at the PO mailbox across the street, and on the way home, She said I was to unload the car, put the groceries away, then undress, completely, and stand in the corner. So, we went home.... I unloaded the car.
Stitch came out and helped, yet I still managed to get it all in without incident, and put the groceries away.
She was sitting at Her computer in the living room.
I grabbed my carry bag and keys from the dining room table...walked into my room, and out the sliding glass door that led to the back yard, on out the garage door, down the driveway (where I twisted my ankle, a frequent occurrence for me) and into my car, and I drove away, and found some place to sit and think for awhile.
Not unexpectedly, She called me... and I said something like, I'll come home if and when I'm ready.
So..what was my problem?
Anger. I could feel it rising in me, like lava rises in a volcano, until it just erupts.
Why?
Because we have been so far away from a M/s or D/s or FLR-DD dynamic for the past few weeks... a month? that it just pissed me off that She was invoking it, or TRYING to invoke it, right now.
Especially over something that I could not control. When She came up that close to me in the supermarket, I felt invaded, almost felt a claustrophobic panic attack coming on.
Still, this is the stuff of (some of) my fantasies. Real discipline coming from a Dominant wife... not just make-believe or roleplay...
But I was still pissed off by the timing.
It's one thing to have the agreement, the understanding, in place.
But without the agreement, this was totally WTF?!
I started the car and went home.... gone about 30 minutes.
She did not say a word when I came in, nor did I.
I went to my bedroom, and stripped down, to black socks, came out, glanced at the clock (19:25) and stood in the usual corner.
After a few minutes, She told me to sing "Twinkle twinkle little bat...'
Which I did, any number of verses.
She told me to stop.
Then She said, "Say the prime numbers."
I started citing prime numbers, and got up to 253, when She said, "Stop."
She came up behind me, and started talking.
I embarrassed Her in public, and I could expect this and more, anytime I do that.
She walked away.
She told me to sing...something.
I sang, "I release and I let go..' a number of times.
She told me to stop.
She asked if I wanted some water. Yes,
She brought it , and told me to turn around. I did.
Clock 8:25.
I was sweaty, from the hot corner.
She told me to go take a shower, and I did, and after I dried, She said, to go lay on ..the half of her bed that did not have debris all over it...and I did.
She came in, and started 'lecturing' a bit more.
And said, She hadn't decided whether to finish the punishment now...or wait....
Then She told me, "FDAU."
I got FDAU, and She pulled out a flapper, I guess.... a metal cane-like stick, with a leather flapper piece on the end.
And She started smacking my buttocks and thighs with it... 85 times across, then 85 concentrated on my left thigh and sit spot.... with two smacks on my scrotum that made me wince and move a bit.
Then She told me to get on my back... legs up...and applied another 25 or so, between my thighs, aiming for my taint.
She stopped, told me to put my legs down.
I asked her to move over, and jumped up to go to the toilet, and tried to throw up, but gave up dry heaves only.... and my long untied hair fell into the toilet.
So She had me... kneel over the edge of the tub and washed my hair (third time today).
And I got up, and dressed in some underwear.... started my journals while She started dinner....
Dinner was served... and I finished journaling, and was in bed 00:15.
HsLS 14
HsLO 960
HsLD 3
H UN 1019
Her DO Yes
from One Scenario for Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
SHe will play, tease and arouse you. THis is to ensure that you experience maximum erotic desperation.
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He will wear the CD when ordered as doing so symbolizes her dominance and control.
from How to Control Your Husband
Morning sex.
Up for coffee, newspaper, pills.
Went out back, went to work on the washing machine problem, and fixed it.
Inside...shower and dressed....
Off with Her for a 1400 interview with a domestic sub prospect at Co's.
We both knew in the first ten minutes, 'no', but we were there until 1515.
Then returned home, where Her second oldest son was using our driveway to work on his car, so we stopped by to say hello.....
Then made the 27 mile trip to my workplace to get my paycheck...
And 29 miles back to the bank/supermarket.
The bank had some idiotic new rule about cashing and depositing a non 'bank' check, so I had to cash my check, then go to the ATM, five feet away, to deposit the cash back into our account. We were both manipulating it at the same time, and we were not working well together.
We went on inside the market, just browsing.... She looked at the price on some special, came up to me, right in my face, or that's the way I felt, and said in a loud voice, "Seven for six dollars." And I said, "You're getting in my space, back off."
Well.
She turned around and walked out of the market.
After a second, I followed, found Her standing outside.
She said I embarrassed Her, that people were staring at us.....
We went back in, and continued shopping.
During which She said, "You will be punished when we get home. whether my son is still there or not."
We finished up, checked out, went to the car, loaded up, stopped at the PO mailbox across the street, and on the way home, She said I was to unload the car, put the groceries away, then undress, completely, and stand in the corner. So, we went home.... I unloaded the car.
Stitch came out and helped, yet I still managed to get it all in without incident, and put the groceries away.
She was sitting at Her computer in the living room.
I grabbed my carry bag and keys from the dining room table...walked into my room, and out the sliding glass door that led to the back yard, on out the garage door, down the driveway (where I twisted my ankle, a frequent occurrence for me) and into my car, and I drove away, and found some place to sit and think for awhile.
Not unexpectedly, She called me... and I said something like, I'll come home if and when I'm ready.
So..what was my problem?
Anger. I could feel it rising in me, like lava rises in a volcano, until it just erupts.
Why?
Because we have been so far away from a M/s or D/s or FLR-DD dynamic for the past few weeks... a month? that it just pissed me off that She was invoking it, or TRYING to invoke it, right now.
Especially over something that I could not control. When She came up that close to me in the supermarket, I felt invaded, almost felt a claustrophobic panic attack coming on.
Still, this is the stuff of (some of) my fantasies. Real discipline coming from a Dominant wife... not just make-believe or roleplay...
But I was still pissed off by the timing.
It's one thing to have the agreement, the understanding, in place.
But without the agreement, this was totally WTF?!
I started the car and went home.... gone about 30 minutes.
She did not say a word when I came in, nor did I.
I went to my bedroom, and stripped down, to black socks, came out, glanced at the clock (19:25) and stood in the usual corner.
After a few minutes, She told me to sing "Twinkle twinkle little bat...'
Which I did, any number of verses.
She told me to stop.
Then She said, "Say the prime numbers."
I started citing prime numbers, and got up to 253, when She said, "Stop."
She came up behind me, and started talking.
I embarrassed Her in public, and I could expect this and more, anytime I do that.
She walked away.
She told me to sing...something.
I sang, "I release and I let go..' a number of times.
She told me to stop.
She asked if I wanted some water. Yes,
She brought it , and told me to turn around. I did.
Clock 8:25.
I was sweaty, from the hot corner.
She told me to go take a shower, and I did, and after I dried, She said, to go lay on ..the half of her bed that did not have debris all over it...and I did.
She came in, and started 'lecturing' a bit more.
And said, She hadn't decided whether to finish the punishment now...or wait....
Then She told me, "FDAU."
I got FDAU, and She pulled out a flapper, I guess.... a metal cane-like stick, with a leather flapper piece on the end.
And She started smacking my buttocks and thighs with it... 85 times across, then 85 concentrated on my left thigh and sit spot.... with two smacks on my scrotum that made me wince and move a bit.
Then She told me to get on my back... legs up...and applied another 25 or so, between my thighs, aiming for my taint.
She stopped, told me to put my legs down.
I asked her to move over, and jumped up to go to the toilet, and tried to throw up, but gave up dry heaves only.... and my long untied hair fell into the toilet.
So She had me... kneel over the edge of the tub and washed my hair (third time today).
And I got up, and dressed in some underwear.... started my journals while She started dinner....
Dinner was served... and I finished journaling, and was in bed 00:15.
HsLS 14
HsLO 960
HsLD 3
H UN 1019
Her DO Yes
from One Scenario for Mandatory Male Orgasm Denial
SHe will play, tease and arouse you. THis is to ensure that you experience maximum erotic desperation.
from One Possible Set of Enforced Male Chastity Regulations
He will wear the CD when ordered as doing so symbolizes her dominance and control.
from How to Control Your Husband
5.
Make him do something humiliating (see list below).
1.
Make him wear a butt-plug for a time.
2.
Make him be naked when you are not.
3.
Make him masturbate for you.
4. Always,
ALWAYS make him eat his own cum no matter where it is deposited
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