Sunday, 16 February 2020

Valentine's Day Vouchers!

It never fails to amaze me, every year... Valentine's Day rolls around again and you casually ask what people are doing only to be told, "Oh, well, we're not very romantic - so nothing really." It's not even that people are 'taking a stand against a consumerist conspiracy', they're just not arsed... which is fine I guess, but I can't help thinking it's probably indicative of a deeper ambivalent attitude which is not necessarily a good thing if you want a long and rewarding relationship.

This was Mistress and I's 28th Valentine's Day together, and it went pretty well - we had a lovely meal at home and exchanged some gifts which included some cool vouchers for me:




This was a very welcome and unexpected surprise actually, and the highpoint of a less than stellar week. I had to go to hospital the other day for a pre-op check up, unfortunately I have to have my tonsils removed in about 4 weeks time, which is apparently not great when you are older - so I'm really not looking forward to that!

A few people have told me it's not that bad - but then when you read about it it doesn't sound that great; let's assume I won't be one of the 1:10,000 fatalites… and I don't succumb to the anaesthetic, apparently it hurts, and then after a few days it gets worse, and then it starts to get better... well I hope it gets better quick cos I have something I want to do ten days after the operation!

At least I have a genuine excuse to eat ice cream. ;)

Needless to say, this will put a damper on our end of year activity, but Mistress and I will be making the most of the next four weeks and hopefully we can get her orgasm count over 110 for this year anyway. 

This evening Mistress had a lovely orgasm on my tongue and her glass dildo, before she sucked and stroked me to the edge - then gave my balls a few good whacks with her hand.... it felt awesome and Mistress's pussy tasted amazing as always. 
:)

Sunday, 9 February 2020

OMG! I Wasn't Expecting That...

As long term readers will know, being allowed to cum inside my Mistress's gorgeous pussy is a rare treat these days. How rare? Well, between April 2018 and March 2019 I waited 348 days... and until today I thought that record would be broken, but surprisingly it turned out I was wrong!

We've had a bit of an 'off' week this week, Mistress's last orgasm was last Sunday and since then we really haven't done anything at all. We went to a gig on Wednesday and got home pretty late so Thursday we were tired and Friday we were just plain irritable, but finally today we manged to squeeze in some play time and it was fantastic.

Mistress had a lovely orgasm on my tongue (her fourth in a row with the dildo as well, that's unprecedented!) and then after I worshipped her feet for a while she starting kissing me and getting me hard with some nice ball slapping and stroking. Once I was nice and solid she knelt up on the bed and then unexpectedly started to move on top of me. For a second I thought she was going to ride me but then she moved back and told me to lick her ass....

Then she said, "You love it even more when I tell you to lick it than when you ask for it, don't you?"

So fucking HOT and so fucking TRUE!

Truth be told I kinda wanted to ask to worship Mistress's gorgeous ass, but last week I achieved a weight loss target which entitles me to a 'spontaneous ass worship' treat (spontaneous means, well 'spontaneous' and also crucially means not when we are in bed - I am so looking forward to that!) so I didn't know if I should ask while that is in the offing or not... I guess I should!
:)

Ass-worship duly commenced and my cock throbbed as Mistress stroked me hard while my tongue lapped at her delicious asshole... she stopped me a couple of times and made me beg for it and the third time I figured would be the last so I pressed harder with my tongue and as soon as I felt my tongue push deeper I felt the edge approaching, very quickly!

I warned Mistress and she lifted off my face, but then instead of climbing off me like I expected, she turned around and holding my cock lightly said 'How close are you?"

"Pretty close!" I said, although the edge was retreating as the seconds passed.

Mistress straddled me and started to sink down onto my cock, but she had wiped the juices off her lips so she was dry. Not missing this chance I reached up and slid my fingers into her pussy, allowing her wetness to seep out and coat her lips. Mistress sank down onto me a second time and my cock pushed inside her.

I can't even remember the last time I was inside her, but it was months ago and it felt fantastic to be inside her again. She told me to cum and I pounded my cock upwards into her tight, wet hole. After maybe 30 seconds or so I started to cum, and fired 63 days of cum into her hot slit. God that felt good, but incredibly, almost painfully intense!

Mistress milked my cock with her pussy and then stood up and slid up towards my head, she positioned herself over my face and lowered her cum filled pussy onto my mouth. I pushed my tongue into her pussy and sucked a load of cum out of her, it's been soooooo long since I got to do this! Admittedly, not quite as long as last time, but still over 320 days....

I really wasn't expecting this to happen, indeed I fully expected that record to be broken and then some. Afterwards Mistress said 'That was fucking HOT!' and I completely agree. And all the better for being entirely at her discretion.
:)

Sunday, 2 February 2020

THE PEDICURE (Written February 2020)

For the past few years my Mistress has been having her beautiful feet professionally pedicured every six weeks and in recent times she has started having me give her a ‘mini-pedi’ in between her regular appointments. This basically involves soaking her feet, scrubbing them with exfoliating gel, washing them again, applying her peppermint moisturising lotion and, if necessary, repairing any minor damage to her nail varnish. Needless to say, I love doing this; her feet are very sexy and she is all too aware of how much I love them.

Mistress enjoys the attention too and this ritual had been repeated without incident for some time. Until last weekend that is…

We were due to go out to dinner later that evening. Mistress always takes a good while to get ready, but that night she seemed to have started even earlier than usual. As she showered I busied myself with some jobs that needed doing before we went out, my mind drifting as it usually did to her sexy body, picturing how she looked in the shower with her hair and smooth skin wet and slippery and wondering when the next time she would allow me to eat her delicious pussy and make her cum would be.

Usually Mistress would have me do her pedicure while she was fully dressed, often wearing jeans that she would roll up to give me access to her pretty feet, but this time was different. She had just come out of the shower and wrapped herself in a robe when she called me from the other room to tell me she wanted me to do her feet ‘right now’.

I love it when she randomly calls upon me like this; whether it’s to worship her pussy, ass or feet… or just to kneel before her and declare my devotion while she stands over me rubbing her foot against my cock while she soaks up my submissive adoration.

I went downstairs and quickly ran a bowl of water and when I came back through to the living room Mistress was already settled on the sofa. I placed the bowl in front of her on the carpet and she slipped her petite feet into the warm water. As I stood there I couldn’t help but gaze at her silky thighs, barely covered by the short robe she was wearing.

I knelt in front of her and bent down to agitate the crystals in the water with my hands, as I did so she parted her legs slightly and I saw that she was naked underneath her robe. I continued with my task and then sat up, lifting her right foot up and balancing it on my thigh to apply the scrubbing gel.

She looked down at me as I started to massage her foot, slipped her right hand inside her robe and started to gently caress her left breast. Her head fell back against the sofa cushion and she half-closed her eyes.

“That feels great…” she whispered. I don’t know if she was referring to what I was doing, or what she was doing, but I acknowledged her appreciation anyway.

“Thank you Mistress. I love doing this for you…”

“I know you do… you really adore my pretty feet don’t you?”

“Yes Mistress… they are so perfect.”

She closed her eyes a little more, her hand continuing to tease her nipple beneath the fabric of her robe, while I tried to focus on the job in hand.

I finished her right foot and lowered it carefully back into the bowl, then leant forward to swish the water around to remove the exfoliating gel. Then I took her other foot, stealing a glance between her thighs at her inviting pussy before sitting back upright, placing her left foot on my right thigh and starting the same process over again.

Her robe was getting looser now and I could see some of her skin beneath it. She looked at me as she undid her belt and folded back the material, exposing herself to me and causing my cock to harden quickly.

Her hand slowly slid across her stomach and down between her legs, she was looking straight at me now, enjoying my distraction… all too aware that my focus was slipping away from her foot.

“Now that feels really good,” she sighed as her fingers brushed against her already wet slit. “Mmmm, that feels amazing.”

I watched as her fingers slipped between her lips, hoping she would at least offer them to me to lick clean.

She looked right at me as she pushed her fingers deeper, then said just one word.

“Focus…”

I reluctantly dropped my gaze to her foot and began massaging her sole with enthusiasm, my mind still picturing the beautiful sight of her pleasuring herself in front of me.

“That’s it, you keep your eyes on my foot… I know you think about my pretty feet all the time, don’t you?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“I love that, I love that you worship my feet and every part of my body… I love that I control your cock, your balls, your ass and your orgasms, I love that you willingly gave control to me, your Mistress.”

She fell silent for a few seconds.

“How much do you want to taste my beautiful pussy right now?”

“Please Mistress, please let me taste your beautiful pussy,” I implored.

She leant forward and her fingers appeared under my nose.

“You love that smell don’t you? It’s everything you want and need isn’t it?”

“Yes Mistress, I love it so much…”

She rubbed her fingers across my lips, smearing them with her thick juices but did not give me permission to lick them. She watched me for a moment, waiting to see how I would react; it was torture waiting to lick my lips, but I knew I had to.

“Good slave, I know how badly you want to taste me…”

She waited a few more seconds and then gave me permission.

My tongue eased between my lips and salvaged the delicious juices from my skin, my cock pulsing as I tasted her at last.

“Thank you Mistress, you taste wonderful as always…”

She sighed loudly as her fingers returned between her legs.

“I never tire of hearing that slave,” she whispered.

I completed her left foot and lowered it back into the bowl, careful not to look up even though I desperately wanted to. Again I swished the water around her foot to remove the excess gel and then sat back up again.

“Are you hard slave?” she asked, one eyebrow slightly raised.

“Yes Mistress,” I replied.

“Show me.”

I stood up and undid my jeans, then lowered my shorts and jeans to my knees, I straightened up and my cock stood out hard in front of me.

“Mmmm, that’s what I like to see… how many days has it been slave, sixty-five is it?”

“Seventy-two Mistress.”

Mistress groaned softly to herself.

“I can’t imagine going seventy-two days without release… I can’t stand it after five; you must really want to cum… do you ‘want’ to cum slave?”

“Yes Mistress, but only if it pleases you,” I answered truthfully.

“I love hearing that,” she moaned softly.

“Stroke it for me.”

I reached down and curled my fingers around my cock; that in itself was a treat as I was no longer allowed to touch myself without permission.

“Good slave, make it ache for me.”

I started to stroke, my eyes drawn to her fingers which were still moving between her legs.

“You love watching me touch myself don’t you… is it as good as tasting me yourself?”

“No Mistress, but I still love watching you…”

“I know you do, your cock is so hard isn’t it?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“I bet you wish you could jerk it hard and fast until you exploded, don’t you?”

“Part of me does Mistress.”

“But you love that I get to decide… yes?”

“Yes Mistress, I love it.”

Mistress lifted her right foot out of the bowl, the water dripping off it as she held it just inches away from the tip of my cock.

“Do you want to paint my pretty feet with your cum slave?”

“Yes please Mistress…” now it was my turn to groan.

“Do you promise to lick up and swallow every drop of that warm, creamy cum for me slave?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Really slave?”

“Yes Mistress, you know I love to do that…”

She lifted her fingers to her own mouth now and sucked them clean, then she lowered her foot and leaned forward so that her face was right in front of my throbbing cock. She reached out and batted my hand away, then closed her fingers around my length and started to stroke it, her mouth moving closer and closing around the head. She looked up at me as she sucked on the tip, gauging my reactions, being careful not to push me too far… after a few moments, she eased away.

“It’s been so long since I let you cum in my mouth hasn’t it? So, so long…”

“Yes Mistress,” I moaned in frustration.

“How long has it been slave?”

“I don’t know Mistress, years…”

She smiled at the memory.

“You loved it last time didn’t you, when I spat your cum right back into your mouth. That was fucking hot wasn’t it?”

“Gnnnhhh… yes Mistress, very hot.”

“Do you dream of being allowed to do that again slave?”

“Yes Mistress…”

Her left hand came up between my legs and her fingers circled my balls; she pulled down slowly but firmly, applying pressure through her fingers and palm.

“I love how full these are,” she sighed. “I know you want to cum really badly, but… I want to keep these balls big and heavy and full… and really, I think that’s what you want too, isn’t it?”

“If it pleases you Mistress, then yes…”

“Yes slave, it does please me. That’s what all this is about isn’t it? My pleasure, my desires, my… satisfaction.”

“Yes Mistress.”

“And when you get to experience pleasure, it’s just a by-product of my enjoyment, isn’t that right?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“After all, there’s no real ‘need’ for me to let you cum at all… I could just ruin you now and again and keep you desperate, would you like that?”

“Part of me would Mistress…”

She smiled and reached to her side, her fingers closing around the bottle of peppermint foot lotion; she lifted it up then opened the lid and squeezed a puddle of it into her palm. She reached up and curled her fingers around my cock, massaging it with the lotion, her fingers sliding easily over my throbbing shaft. Then her fingers moved lower and she spread the tingling cream all over my heavy balls, before moving even lower and pressing her minty finger into my asshole. It felt amazing, but once she had worked the lotion into my skin she pulled away and told me to sit down.

“Now dry my feet, and put that lotion on them while I think what I’m going to do with you.”

I bent forward and lifted her right foot again before wrapping it in a towel and gently drying it. When it was done she pulled it away and I lifted the other foot up to my thigh and dried that one too, then moved the bowl of water carefully out of the way.

“Now the lotion,” she said, her fingers gently caressing her pussy once more.

I flipped the lid and squirted the cream into my hands before rubbing them together to warm it, then applied it to her already silky smooth instep.

“Maybe one day I will use my beautiful feet to kick your aching balls slave, I know deep down that’s what you really want.”

“Thank you Mistress,” I breathed.

“I haven’t done it yet because… because I’m worried I might enjoy it too much.”

My cock throbbed hard as I struggled to concentrate on working the lotion into her skin.

“But one day I will…”

“Thank you Mistress.”

“Maybe before… or after I let you cum on them.”

I exhaled hard, bringing a smile of satisfaction to Mistress’s face. She loved to hit my weak spots and that one was a bulls-eye.

She pulled her foot away and lifted the other one into my lap and I flipped the lid on the bottle again.

“I know you want to cum slave, but I want to keep you horny for me… maybe just for a few more days, or maybe a lot longer, it depends… but since you’ve done such a wonderful job on my feet today, I’m going to give you a little something, something I know you will appreciate.”

“Thank you Mistress,” I smiled.

She pulled her foot away and placed it back on the floor.

“Go upstairs and fetch my sandals, your favourite ones…”

I stood up and, realising that my jeans were still around my knees, she told me to take them off. I peeled them down my legs and off, placing them carefully on the sofa next to her and then disappeared upstairs.

I retuned a minute later holding her black patent Kurt Geiger sandals; I love those sandals, they show off her amazing feet perfectly and the 3” spiked heels tighten her calves and ass and make them look even more enticing that usual.

Mistress extended her right foot, pointing the toe slightly.

“I want you to put them on for me,” she sighed, her fingers still lazily rubbing her pussy.

I took the right shoe and carefully placed her foot inside, then fed the strap through the buckle and pulled it tight before securing it. Then I repeated the task on the other foot; as always they looked incredible.

Mistress pulled her robe open and rose from the sofa, shrugging the sheer material off as she pulled herself up to her full height, her luscious, heavy breasts drawing my gaze as I tilted my head back to look up at her. She looked down at me, smiled and grasped the back of my head, pulling it between her legs and rubbing her warm wet pussy against my face; her scent was as intoxicating as it was overpowering.

“Taste me,” she whispered.

My tongue emerged from between my parted lips and we both sighed loudly as it teased her silky hole.

“Oh…” she breathed as she felt the tip of my tongue gently circle around her clit. “I want that soooo bad… but not right now.”

She pulled away and turned around, then put her hands down on the sofa and spread her legs. My eyes roamed from the curve of her ass down her taut thighs, right down to her heels and back up again.

“You look amazing Mistress,”

She looked back at me and slid one of her hands around to part her ass cheeks; I caught sight of her pink hole and my cock throbbed mercilessly.

“I want you to show me how much adore my ass slave, get your tongue in there and prove it to me.”

I moved forward and used my own hands to pull her cheeks apart, then slid my tongue between them, greedily lapping at her tight little asshole.

“Yes… worship my ass slave, I know you love it, your cock is aching for me isn’t it?”

My only answer was to push my tongue deeper, forcing it into her delicious, puckered hole.

Mistress groaned loudly as I worshipped her ass, her fingers moved back between her legs and she started to rub herself hard and fast as I continued to force my tongue deep. I could feel her legs starting to tremble and held her firmly as the vibrations increased in intensity.

“Don’t stop,” she cried as she pushed herself closer and closer to the tipping point.

I had no intention of stopping, ever...

“Oh-oh-ooooohhhh,” she moaned as she teetered on the brink. Then her orgasm hit hard, her thighs shaking as she struggled to hold herself up. I tried my best to hold her up, but her legs buckled and she collapsed down onto the sofa. As she fell I moved forward with her, desperate to keep my tongue buried deep in her ass... but after a couple of seconds she pushed me away and rolled onto her side to face me. She reached out her fingers and watched as I closed my lips around them, sucking her warm, wet juices off them until they were clean.

After a few seconds she looked down at my cock and saw it was still rock-hard and aching for release.

“Don’t eat too much tonight… your mouth is going to be busy when we get home.”

Saturday, 1 February 2020

Third Weightloss Reward

When Tuesday rolled around again I was moderately happy to have lost another pound, it's not what I was hoping for but at least it's going down... and so I got to choose another toy to play with. The first week I chose the cock whip, the second week I chose the ballcrusher and this week I elected to go with the ring ended dildo. 

Mistress started kissing me and got me really nice and hard before introducing the dildo, which had the odd effect of completely killing my erection. I have no idea why that was... I guess usually when I have the dildo up my ass I have a cock ring on which helps avoid this scenario - anyway, after a brief period of flaccidityness…. I hit upon the idea of asking Mistress to remove her bra and allowing me to see her gorgeous breasts. Well, that did the track and I was back to full mast again in no time. :)

Mistress allowed me to touch and suck on her beautiful tits and hard nipples (which are insanely hot!) while she stroked and slapped my cock and balls, occasionally reaching down and tugging on the dildo in my ass. Once I got used to the intrusion, it soon switched up from killing my hard-on to pushing me towards the edge - especially when I was imagining shooting my 55 day load all over Mistress's breasts and licking them clean.

No such luck today I'm afraid, once I reached the edge it was a slap to the balls and game over. Sadly because Mistress is on her period as well I didn't even get the opportunity to make her cum... hopefully it won't be too long.

Thursday, 30 January 2020

A Video for the Foot Fetishists Out There in Readerland



This video has been around for a long time, I think I added it to my Video page at least five years ago, but as it happens I can't actually find it right now. Anyway, this might even be what you might call 'Female friendly' porn since, there's no nudity in it on either side, it is literally a guy worshipping a pretty girl's feet for ten minutes... maybe if you want to introduce foot worship to your wife this video might be a good place to start? I don't know... depends on your wife I guess!

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Last night Mistress had her eleventh orgasm of the month (anything over ten is a good result) with my finger teasing her gorgeous ass and her glass dildo stretching her delicious pussy. It was fantastic for both of us... afterwards Mistress teased my cock to another edge, it's been 54 days now, no idea when I will be allowed to cum - I wonder if it will be before the end of March?

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You may remember I said that my latest Milovana tease got nominated for 'Tease of the Month', well at the moment it's looking like yet another second place... the leader is totally uncatchable with over twenty votes lead, but I am still vulnerable and it could just as easily turn into a third or fourth place. On the positive side, my January tease looks certain to be nominated again so I will get another chance to add to my one victory (19 nominations - 1 victory, not a very good record!).

Wednesday, 29 January 2020

Another Comment on 'Anna's Cuckold'

This comment was left on Literotica today:

Anonymous said: Not a bad story but way too short. I like the dynamic between hubby and wife which could have developed much further if the author had extended the chapter. So good foundations for a story. Keep going! As an aside I'm always bemused as to why people write in getting upset about cuckold stories when the title could not have been clearer. "Anna's cuckold" was probably the give away clue there. A bit like going into a "All meat burger" joint and then being stunned that they don't sell a vegan burger.

This comment pretty much bears out exactly what I said in my last post about a lot of my stories seeming like first chapters of longer pieces.... and yeah, it is funny how even when Cuckold stories aren't put in the 'Loving Wives' section, if they have 'Cuckold' in the title they act as a beacon for loonies. I mean, I think 'Mind Control' and 'Supernatural' stories are fucking stupid frankly, but I don't go around deliberately reading them and giving them one star, I just ignore them. I mean, what is the point?

And it's not even as if these people just click down to the bottom of the page, rate the story and leave their comment; often it's more than apparent from their comment that they've actually bothered to invest the time to read the story, which I find weird - unless they read them, enjoy them and then comment in a fit of self-loathing? I mean I don't object to someone leaving a negative comment, say if someone doesn't like the way the story went or if they think my writing is shit, they're entitled to their opinion after all... but it's like me going to an Italian restaurant and then leaving them a bad review on Trip Advisor moaning that it was all 'pasta and tomatoes', the clue's in the name after all.

The comment is fair, in that it was short(ish) compared to my other stories, but it wasn't intended to be anything more than a short story about an interaction between a cuckold husband and his wife who was returning from seeing her lover.

And then there was this comment left on Sunday:

Anonymous said: One star for the loser of Trumps USA!

If anyone can explain what that means, I'm all ears. What has my story got to do with Trump or the USA? Because I certainly don't have anything to do with either...

Also, someone needs to tell this person that 'Trumps' needs an apostrophe between the p and the s. Just sayin'...

Tuesday, 28 January 2020

A Question I'm Sure I've Answered Before...

Someone left a comment asking if Mistress reads my stories. I'm sure I might have answered this question before, but if so it was probably a good long time ago so... here we go anyway. It depends which stories you mean, obviously I have written stories specifically for her and so obviously she has read those (although as I recall she didn't like the last one I wrote (Taking Ella's Ass), but still I can't get it right every time I guess!) That was the first one I ever wrote for her that she rejected, so I have a pretty good hit rate (although that was 18 months ago, but then last year I spent a lot of time reworking old stories).

As for the other stories, the ones I write that would appeal to my readers here, the Chastity / Cuckold / Femdom stories, well as far as I know, I don't think so. Not unless I specifically ask her to. I used to ask her to 'proof' read them, but I don't think I need that assistance any longer as I have become pretty thorough at correcting my errors in punctuation etc... but there's nothing stopping her reading them if she wants to, they are on my blog and she gets an email every time I publish anything here so it's not like she's not aware of them.

Perhaps a bigger question would be (and perhaps what the comment was trying to get at was), do I want her to read them? That's a whole lot more difficult to answer...

On the one hand, I would love Mistress to read them, it would give her a huge insight into how my mind works and what turns me on, what buttons she could press to fuck with my head while she's edging my cock and doubtless many useful ideas for future use, and hopefully while they might not turn her on the same as they do me, she still might appreciate my storytelling and the effort that has gone into writing them.

On the other hand, I know in the past when I've been writing I've sometimes felt conflicted about what I'm writing because I wonder what Mistress will think if she reads them. While my stories aren't really that 'extreme' in the realm of internet fiction, they are still quite colourful in relation to our real life, with scenarios in them that are way out of our mutual comfort zones. I think that's why I tend to write a lot of stories that feel like the first chapter in a bigger story... it feels safer to write about 'conversations' between characters rather than actions, for example I'm much more likely to write about a Mistress 'telling' her slave that she is going to make him watch her get fucked by another man and then make him suck his cock, than actually writing the scene itself.

Creatively this has actually become something of a problem; it's something I am now acutely aware of and something I need to address going forward. I certainly feel that this has stifled my ability to write longer stories in the past. It's okay in a stand alone short story to 'talk' about what you're 'going to do', but once you try to write a long form piece, people don't just want to read about 'what you're going to do' they want to read about it actually happening. That's what I mean about some of my stories sounding like 'first chapters' of longer stories.

But, you might well argue, if you don't think she reads them anyway, why does it even matter?

Well it probably doesn't really, but again there is that conflict in my head between me wanting her to read them and thus censoring myself, and wanting to write the best stories I can, whatever the content may be. I guess, what I'd ideally like would be to write the stories without the self-censorship and for then there be some way to present the story to Mistress in a format where she could easily tell which bits turn me on and form the basis of a real world desire, which bits turn me on even though I wouldn't actually want to live the experience for real, and which bits are there to serve the story.

But that's easier said than done perhaps, so maybe it's best she doesn't read them? But still, deep down I would love it if she did....

Monday, 27 January 2020

Fifty Days of Denial...

Today marks 50 days since my last real orgasm, and since I was granted a ruined orgasm yesterday I doubt I'll be coming again any time soon. So I thought, as I occasionally do, I would have a look at some aspects of my orgasm data. Mistress and I don't get hung up on records and such like, we've never really aimed for any specific target*, but I do think it's interesting to look back in 'hindsight' to see how things have progressed. I am always slightly cautious about doing this as I don't want to influence Mistress one way or the other, but still, it's interesting to do a little analysis now and again.

*Actually, there was one target that was always in my mind when we started, and that was that Mistress should have ten orgasms for every one that I was allowed. Of course we are way beyond that now, it's more like 20:1 at this point, but it will take a little while yet to get the 'overall' score into line because in the early years Mistress was rather... generous. :) But we're getting there, it's up to 7.8:1 right now and that's only going to keep climbing... albeit, by my reckoning it will take another six years at the rate we are going!

This graph shows the number of days between 'full' orgasms (I had to start from our third chastity year because I had to keep the total number of data entries under 100). It's pretty clear to see from this graph how the incidence of orgasms has declined over the past years, and it also shows pretty well the achievement of each new 'record'.

The other thing I thought I would analyse was the incidence of orgasms 'inside' Mistress, as you can see, this has become a very rare occurrence.

Also note this graph doesn't show the data to date, we are already over 300 days since the last time... but then again, since we have become less focussed on penetrative sex and because my orgasms in general have become much less frequent, this was bound to happen and any analysis of 'where' I came would show a decline simply because the overall total has fallen so sharply.

(Mind you if we're talking infrequency, here's one for the record books... I came in Mistress's mouth once in 2011, twice in 2012, then never again until 2016, and not once since. The last time was pretty cool though... you can read about it HERE)

Finally this graph shows the number of days between each ruined orgasm that I've been allowed. This graph is harder to interpret without context, but to me shows Mistress's initial reluctance, notice two periods where there are several grouped together followed by longer periods where they became infrequent and then later becoming more frequent as Mistress got used to the idea and then later still gradually decreasing in frequency as Mistress has dialled back on both types of orgasm (last year I was allowed 8 full orgasms and 15 ruins, this year so far it's 4 full orgasms and 10 ruins; I very much doubt I am going to have 4 more full orgasms and 5 more ruins before March 31st!).

Again, I am cautious about highlighting these things as I don't want to influence Mistress one way or the other, and I also want to stress very strongly that this should not be interpreted as me 'complaining'; but I think you can easily glean from both charts that while in the earlier years there was a slow tendency for the times to increase, over the last 2-3 years things have really stepped up a gear.

The point is, I guess, things move at their own pace and while you may long for prolonged periods of chastity from the outset, maybe you have to accept that it takes a while to get where you really want to be. As for me, I've never been happier; all I wanted right from the start was for Mistress to control my orgasms and decide when and how I got to cum. Indeed, it is written clearly in black and white in our contract that Mistress is within her rights to deny me any full orgasms if she wants to.

Maybe that's where we are heading? If so that is for Mistress to decide... my only request in that case would be that she sometimes let me choose where to ruin, because while I could live with only being allowed ruined orgasms, I really wouldn't want to give up licking her beautiful feet clean...

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Speaking of Mistress's insanely sexy feet... we did indeed have our little pedicure session today, but I didn't take any pictures... sorry about that. Maybe next time. I have written up my 'pedicure' fantasy though... I thought it would be quite a short little piece, but it's turned out to be quite substantial!