Sunday Morning Teasing

I'd love to know why it is that in the mornings I can function perfectly normally without the need for a cock ring and yet most other times I feel like it's probably for the best? Is it just a case of having more testosterone in the morning, or because I'm truly relaxed... or is it just age? It rather suggests that there's nothing truly 'wrong' with me, at least not as far as my actual cock goes... I mean it would make more sense to me if it never worked properly wouldn't it?

I don't know, but this morning it felt amazing to wake up and quickly get hard once I realised Mistress was awake next to me. Luckily for me she was in the mood to tease and she reached out and curled her fingers around my throbbing cock. She used her left hand to start with and this gave rise to some unusual (but wonderful) sensations, but eventually she switched to her right hand and then she started stroking me properly. 

Soon she sat up and pushed the covers back and I moved onto my back. Mistress started slapping my balls really hard, which I fucking love when I don't have a cockring on, it feels so good that heavy slapping, you just can't do that with a cock ring on. Well I guess you could, but even gentle taps feel quite intense.

Between stroking and those Heavenly ball slaps Mistress brought me to the edge and thankfully she let go as soon as I warned her. For a second or two I thought she was going to give me a few more hard ballslaps, and believe me I REALLY wanted her to, but I think if she had we would be talking about another punishment.

I really was VERY close indeed.

Unfortunately Mistress's leg was hurting this morning and she wanted to get up and get moving, so I didn't get the chance to worship her beautiful pussy. Annoyingly we are visiting relatives today and then I am going out tonight so sadly that will have to wait until tomorrow. 😞

I posted the new version of 'Anna's Cuckold' in the Loving Wives section of Literotica yesterday and it's already got five hilariously brutal comments... and a score of 1.8 / 5. Wow, even worse than I thought. 🤣

Oh well... I'm sure it will improve in time.

Recruiting a New Pet (Pt 2) is pending and should go up some time in the next 24 hours, that one's being posted in the 'Fetish' section so I hope for a more positive response. I managed to find a perfect picture to illustrate that one, so I've amended the banner for Chapter 1 so that they match. I'm not sure if there will be a Chapter 3 or not. Initially I sketched out plans for Chapters 3-6, but I'm not prioritising them, so if they do come along it won't be any time soon.

And of course I still have 4 more stories that are being prioritised, plus I found another folder on my Desktop yesterday that contained even more partially completed stories and ideas. In fact, at the moment, aside from the four 'priority' stories I have another 8 that have been started and another 45 word documents each containing an idea for another story! Whether I will ever get through all those I have no idea, but I'll try! 

Recruiting a New Pet: Chapter 2 (Written April 2025)

It was Saturday night and once again Cora had the apartment to herself, so she had invited her main ‘pet’ Steven over to torment. Steven had arrived promptly at 9pm, bringing her a dozen blood-red roses (her favourites) and thanking her profusely for allowing him to visit her.

Cora took the flowers graciously and left them in the kitchen sink, she had better things to do right now than mess about getting those into a vase, but she appreciated the gesture… not that it changed her mind about anything she was planning to do that evening.

Cora offered Steven a drink and they chatted for a while, enjoying each others company as any normal ‘couple’ might, but soon enough Cora decided it was time. She put down her drink and told her boy that she was going to get changed and he should be naked and kneeling when she came back.

Steven swallowed hard as he watched Cora get up and disappear into her bedroom, the tension was killing him inside and he tried to calm his nerves as he slowly removed and neatly folded his clothes. Once naked he position himself in the middle of the floor facing Cora’s usual seat, his chastity cage hanging down between his legs and hovering just a few inches above the floor.

After a little while he heard the bedroom door open behind him and he sensed Cora walking back into the lounge. Her footsteps sounded heavier than expected and out of the corner of his eye he saw that she was wearing heavy ankle boots with thick soles and heels. He tensed when he saw them, hoping to God that she wasn’t intending to use those on his poor, swollen balls.

Anna's Cuckold: Redux (Written April 2025)

'Anna's Cuckold' is one of my most commented on stories on Literotica (currently it has 40 comments). Predictably given the subject matter these comments are extremely mixed, with some readers absolutely loving it and some hating it... though as usual the negative comments weren't about my writing they were mostly about the subject matter, which is a bit comical when you consider it literally has the word 'Cuckold' in the title. But hey, what are you gonna do? Haters gonna hate, right?

Anyway, a couple of days ago I re-read it and for some reason I thought it would be a good idea to redo the story but telling it from the husband's perspective. I'm not really sure why I thought that would be a good idea, but I've done it now so I might as well post it and see what people think. In fact, for shits and giggles I might just post it in the 'Loving Wives' category, it will get a worse score for sure, but way more views probably and lots more comments... which I'm sure will be hilarious. 

Oh and incidentally, yes I'm still working on the other five stories... I'm just having a break now that I finally finished the first draft of Story #5. 

ANNA'S CUCKOLD (REDUX)

From the moment Anna left until the moment she got home I never stopped thinking about her. It’s been the same every time and contrary to what I believed to begin with, no… it doesn’t get any easier. In fact, if anything it gets harder. Especially once you move past the point where you think this might be the last time… 

Things had progressed significantly in recent weeks but Anna assured me repeatedly that she still loved me and that she would never leave me. This was much appreciated since she was now seeing Ben regularly and each time she came back new ideas seemed to surface, usually to my detriment. She appeared sincere, but at the same time it was hard to believe she could still feel the same about me when she was fucking someone else. Someone who was a lot better at it than I ever was… apparently.

I frittered away the evening, unable to concentrate and constantly thinking about Anna. It was torture honestly, thinking about her being with him. Sucking him, fucking him, doing God knows what else with him. I edged myself repeatedly, masochistically imagining every sordid act they might be propagating in my absence… but like always I saved my cum for when my Queen got home.

I heard her car pull into the drive and tensed a little. Soon she would be coming up the stairs, her pussy dripping with cum for me to clean with my tongue. She knew I couldn’t refuse, I never have and I never will… I adore her pussy. No matter how used and dirty it is when she comes home.

I Figured Something Out Today...

I'm getting near to the end of the first draft of my latest story (still no title, so let's stick with 'Story #5) and I figured something out. I think the reason why I don't tend to write 'cuckolding' scenes in my 'cuckolding' stories because it isn't really the bit that interests me. I mean I've written it, and it's fine, but the thing that I like is the interaction between the wife and the cuckold, not the wife and her lover. Which is probably why the majority of the 'cuckolding' stories that I've written in the past start with the wife coming home to her husband after the event with a pussy full of cum, etc etc...

It's been quite challenging to actually write the 'cuckolding' part itself, even with the husband present in the room, partly because I haven't done it very often before (written it I mean!) and partly (perhaps) because I feel like I'm writing it for others to enjoy and not really to express a fantasy of mine. Which is interesting...

I guess like I said in my previous post, I tend to write Femdom stories with elements of cuckolding rather than cuckolding stories with elements of Femdom... and I imagine I will revert to that in the future. But I'm 12,200 words in so I might as well stick it out with this one at least! I still haven't read it back from the start so I hope it stands up when I finally get round to it... but first I've got to finish this draft and I haven't even decided exactly how to do that yet, so we'll see.

Late Night Boners, Butt Plug Comedy and Story Writing...

Last night Mistress and I went out for dinner to our favourite local restaurant for her birthday, we had an amazing meal and then came home and watched something on TV. I was nodding off by the end of the programme and decided to go bed, while Mistress (who doesn't work on Fridays) elected to stay up for a while longer.

About 1:30am I woke up with a cock like a policeman's baton and the final paragraph of the story I am currently working on whizzing around my head. I lay there for a few minutes, my cock absolutely aching to be touched. I could hear Mistress doing something downstairs, maybe she was coming to bed... maybe she would give me permission to touch my cock?

I lay there a little longer, maybe she wasn't coming to bed after all... I grabbed my phone off the bedside table and turned it on (yes I turn my phone off at night, I'm weird like that) and started to write an email to myself detailing the ending of my story - so that I wouldn't forget it! By the time I'd done that my cock had calmed down significantly and I suddenly felt hugely tired again.

I shut the phone off and put it back on the nightstand and then I heard Mistress turning the lights off downstairs and coming up the stairs, sadly the moment had passed but maybe it was for the best as I fear it wouldn't have taken much to push me over the edge if she'd come up ten minutes earlier...

I mentioned the other day that I ordered two more Oxballs Cockslings, these came from a website called 'Regulation' which is primarily for gay men, and was the only place I could find both models that I wanted. When I went to checkout it suggested a set of three dildo/butt plugs, which would get me to free shipping, so I thought why not.

Unfortunately when they arrived I could immediately tell that they wouldn't be that useful as the larger one was slightly larger than a rubber cock we own but have never actually used (as it's slightly too big - well, I mean it's a big step up from the slightly too small one Mistress actually uses with her RodeOh strap on pants, if we could find something in between then maybe one day we could build up to that one...) while the medium one was a bit on the small side (and too short to use as a strap on either) and the small one looked pretty useless honestly. 

So I decided to return them, and this morning I went to the Post Office. As I stood at the counter I suddenly remembered that when you send parcels they tend to ask you what's inside. Well, you know how it is when someone puts you on the spot and you can't think straight? I thought, okay... all they really want to know is that there's no batteries or anything dangerous so anything will do... I'll say it's a 'toy'... a kid's toy. 

I looked down at the box, it said 'Regulation Returns', what sort of kid's toy comes from a place called 'Regulation'? Quick, think of something else! Argh I couldn't think of anything...

Just to make things worse there are two women who usually work on the counter in this post office. There's a grumpy older lady who must be near retirement and there's also an intimidating 6ft tall blond woman in her 30s who looks like she'd bend you over and ream your anus as soon as look at you.. I bet you can't guess which one was working today?

Come on Rob, think of something... oh fuck!!

"Hello darling (she's actually quite friendly considering how scary she looks, maybe cos I'm old enough to be her Dad, haha), do you want first class or second class?"

"I just need a signature, please..."

"Okay that's £4.85."

"Thank you."

PHEW! 

Almost feels like the start of another story, doesn't it?

🤣🤣🤣

My latest story.... let's call it story number 5 since I have 5 stories on the go at the moment, is progressing well. I've added to it every day this week and it's just on the cusp of reaching 10,000 words. It's nearing the end now, but I can imagine it being 12,000 words by the time it's finished. The thing is I haven't even read it all the way through, and I can barely remember how it started. I find sometimes it's best to just blurt it all out onto the page and then worry about the details later. So when I do finish the initial draft I will begin the long job of reading it back, rejigging it and making corrections. At least that's the plan. There's every possibility that I will get another story idea and then this one will join all the others on the back burner...

It's a little bit annoying if that happens, but at the same time I think if you get another new idea then maybe it's better to go with it, because I know one thing's for sure, this seam of inspiration won't last forever, so there'll be plenty of time for finishing stories that are 97% done then.

At least I know how this one ends, though it will still be open for part two.

You know, regarding my stories, I've mentioned before how I tend to write a lot of 'first chapters' and how it must be frustrating for my readers because I tee up a lot of shots but don't necessarily always follow through. Strangely, I randomly read one of the first stories I published on Literotica the other day, which was written at least 25 years ago and the thing that struck me about it was that it was much worse than the stories I've written recently. I mean, worse as in 'dirtier'... like the story was even called Mistress Claudia's Cumslut... and cum wasn't the only thing getting swallowed in this story.

So I thought, why were these older stories so much nastier than the ones I write now and why do I feel more inhibited about my writing now than I did then?

Well, one thing I thought of was that they were very abstract stories, there's not much to them beyond there's a guy and a Mistress and they are in a 'session' and this is what happens. I don't really write stories like that very often any more, most of them involve 'relationships' (usually husband/wives) and I think maybe because of that and because I know Mistress will proof-read them for me I feel like they are more relatable and so when I write about things like cuckolding I worry that Mistress will think that's something I genuinely want to happen. Which is stupid because we've talked about this many times and she tells me that she knows it's just a fantasy and she doesn't think that at all.

I guess the thing is that there are a lot of things in my stories that I do want Mistress to know I crave or that I am serious about (like her pleasure being more important and not feeling like she has to reciprocate every time), but there are also things that I like reading about but don't really want to happen in real life (or know I couldn't cope with) but still find hot to fantasize about, like in our session when Mistress teased me about sucking her juices off another man's cock. 

Anyway, I made a conscious effort to push this story further than most I've written recently and I think I've achieved that to some extent (though I still feel like I'm slightly pulling back at the last fence - hence why I say there could be a part two... ) and it's more of a cuckolding story with elements of Femdom rather than a Femdom story with elements of cuckolding, which is probably what I would usually tend towards. 

But that said, I've tried to distinguish it from other myriad cuckold stories by making the people more realistic in their thoughts (the story is actually written from all three character's points of view, which is something I'm pretty sure I haven't done before) and trying to keep some sense of reality to it. Maybe people would prefer it to be less realistic, but they'll get their chance to vote when it eventually hits Literotica and I'm sure they won't hold back in the comments.

Speaking of voting, I'm not sure what's happening with 'Danni & Mike: The Anniversary', the score seems to be going up and down like a whore's drawers... I had the 'HOT' rating for a few days but now it's fallen to about 4.41 or something so maybe they have some kind of system for vote cleansing to knock out votes they think aren't genuine or something (I think Milovana had something similar on their site). I really don't know...

Finally, I keep getting emails from Blogger (Google) telling me that posts and pages have been put behind a warning for readers, but I can't see these warnings myself, can any of you see them? I can't really see the point when the whole blog is behind an adult content warning anyway. Oh and I also saw that the 'Orgasms' page was removed and reinstated for about the one hundredth time, I mean why is that such an issue really? It's just a page full of numbers at the end of the day...

Realising Just How Incredibly Lucky I Really Am...

Yesterday Mistress showed me a thread on Mumsnet where someone had been in a relationship with a guy for a year before he asked her to use 'toys' on him. She didn't feel comfortable with this and ultimately they split up. Which is fair enough, if she doesn't want to do something then she has every right to say no and equally he has every right to say he will never be truly happy unless he can share this side of himself with his partner.

Part of the issue was that the woman was annoyed because he 'wasted' a year of her life before dropping this on her, which okay isn't ideal, especially if she's wanting to start a family and thinks she's found the father of her kids, but I can't help wondering how long it would take me to broach this subject (or Femdom and Chastity come to that) if I was single... probably quite a while if I'm honest. Or maybe not... I don't know. I guess it depends on how I thought the other person would react. I never brought up Femdom for three or four years but then I don't really think it was something I was that into when we got together, it just kind of developed over time.

More troubling really in my eyes were the vitriolic responses from the other harridans who seemingly couldn't wait to tell this unfortunate woman that all men are sick, perverted bastards who will have you 'shoving things up their arses every night of the week and twice on Sundays'. 

I did chime in and question some of these opinions, pointing out that Love Honey advertise regularly on television these days and surely 'sex toys' are really not that big a deal anymore? Well, apparently 'sex toys' are only intended for men to use on women, and that's the end of it! Right. I also pointed out that some women enjoy 'shoving things up their arses' too, but that didn't garner much response unfortunately.

All this, of course, came just a few hours after Mistress and I's wonderful Femdom session and over the last twenty four hours it's really given me pause for thought. I don't think that I've ever taken my wonderful, amazing and utterly gorgeous Mistress for granted, but it's certainly made me realise all over again how truly fortunate I am to have found someone who not only loves me, but who I can be completely open with when it comes to sex.

Granted it hasn't always been 'easy' or simple to navigate getting to where we are now, but from my perspective it's definitely been worth every difficult conversation and I hope Mistress feels the same way too.

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A comment from a reader posted on yesterday's session post:

Anonymous7 April 2025 at 13:45

"'You'd suck my juices off a real cock if I told you to, wouldn't you?' gets me every time. The truth is that when I feel like this I know Mistress could make me do anything she wanted... including that, and worse."

Wow Robert, this really hits with me too. I know this feeling so well. And I agree with you, my wife/Mistress could make me do pretty much anything when I'm in that kind of headspace. It's blissful and exciting in the moment but almost scary once you've come out of it. But I crave it as I'm sure you do too... it's the most intense, amazing feeling, but impossible to truly to describe to someone who hasn't experienced it.

BR

Thanks for your comment BR, much appreciated. Yes I agree completely, it is kinda scary... but just thinking about it makes me feel giddy. I adore that feeling so much, of being so 'under her spell' and wanting to please Mistress so much that I would do anything she asked, no matter how humiliating. It's a truly incredible feeling... I can't wait to feel it again. 

FEMDOM SESSION (6th April 2025)

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Punishment Time...

Over the last few days my back improved to the point where Mistress was able to administer my outstanding 'punishments'. On Wednesday night she gave me seven swats with the paddle (4 on the soft side, 3 on the hard side) for briefly touching my cock while I was half asleep. It wasn't really harsh enough to deter me, but then since I was half asleep I don't think it would matter how hard she punished me because I didn't realise I was doing it and as soon as I did I stopped. 

Then last night Mistress punished me for my accidental ruin the other day. This time she gave me four swats with the paddle on each side and then three hits with the crop. The paddle wasn't too bad, though the first one caught me by surprise a bit and so I got a bit jumpy. The crop is quite stingy though, I don't know how hard Mistress actually hit me with it but it was quite painful and I can still feel it a bit the next morning.

It's quite confusing to me because I don't enjoy the pain of being punished, but I like being 'punished'... like when she's hitting my ass with the crop I'm not thinking 'this is so hot', I'm thinking 'Oww! That stings!'... but I like the feeling of submissiveness and afterwards I enjoy feeling the slight soreness on my asscheeks for the next day or two and thinking back to it. 

Mistress decided that in future she would administer my punishments before I go down on her, which makes sense since it clearly helps gets her in the mood... and after I had been punished to her satisfaction she lay on the bed and I kissed her and thanked her for punishing me before moving down between her legs and worshipping her delicious pussy. 

After Mistress came she allowed me to worship her a little while longer before eventually pushing my head away and as she pulled herself more upright I moved down the bed to kiss her feet. After a while Mistress pulled her feet away and got off the bed and I stood up too, then moved round to my side of the bed and commenced my now familiar hover, waiting to hear her tell me if I am being 'unlocked' before I got back into bed.

If you didn't read it, then in this post from the 13th March I detailed our discussion where we agreed that in future if she didn't tell me I was being 'unlocked' then I was to presume that I wasn't, the idea being that I didn't want her to have to consciously tell me that I wasn't getting teased until she got used to the idea.

The plan was a good one, or so I thought. Hearing nothing from Mistress I got into bed and presumably sensing my hesitation she immediately asked 'Do you not want any teasing?'. I explained that I was waiting for her to tell me if I was being 'unlocked' and she said she had forgotten about that, and that anyway she thought I would know because she had put the lube on her bedside cabinet. I hadn't noticed that to be honest, I guess here we see another way that a proper cage is 'superior' in that it cannot be 'forgotten' about. 

To be fair, me hesitating and waiting for her to tell me isn't really 'presuming' that I'm not getting teased either, but on the other hand I was pretty sure Mistress was intending to tease me so I was confused why she wasn't telling me so. It wouldn't matter so much if I wasn't putting a cock ring on as I have to stand up to put one on. So I guess in future unless she says anything I will just get into bed and if she does want to tease me I will get out of bed again. 

Anyway, I quickly put my old original Oxballs Cocksling on and Mistress soon had me very hard with her wonderful fingers. She teased me gently for a while as we kissed, while my cock throbbed and ached... (I love this kind of teasing sooooooooo much) and then she scooped a large dollop of lube into her palm and started stroking me hard.

Mindful of my recent punishment I was definitely more cautious about not getting quite so close to the edge - as much as I kind of enjoy being 'punished' it is not my intention to deliberately seek punishment and Mistress has already indicated that repeat offences will lead to harsher punishments. Given how lenient she has been so far I am not minded to give her a reason to increase the severity of future punishments and the whole point of this is for me to behave as expected not for her to need to keep punishing me over and over again. 

The Cocksling is weird in that it does seem to make the edge come suddenly and there is a risk of continued stimulation (from the Cocksling itself, it's designed to feel like your cock and balls are being squeezed by a hand) pushing you over the edge... so I need to find the point where I'm approaching the edge but not exactly riding it, because even if Mistress lets go immediately I need to be able to withstand the added pressure from the Cocksling.

Speaking of the cocksling, I mentioned that the new one I bought didn't seem quite as good (in some circumstances), so I ordered another two different versions yesterday; one is supposedly based on the original version but has more ventilation so it can be worn for longer more comfortably and the other has a wider base section to it which means it's more of a Cocksling and ballstretcher in one. I'm interested to see how these two perform, and since the only way to know is to try them several times I decided to just go for it.

In other news, I haven't really made any progress with my stories this week, I haven't felt like writing at all... and in addition to that I thought of a new story, which I've been making notes for and which is distracting me from finishing the other four! 

Oh and 'Danni and Mike: The Anniverary' has climbed back up to 4.5/5.0 and is now rated HOT on Literotica again, so thanks to anyone who went there to vote. 

Here We Are Again: Our 14 Years of Chastity In Graphs...

It's been a couple of years since I've done any 'end of year' graphs, largely because the last couple of years haven't been the best for us. But with our Femdom sessions back on track now I thought I would make the effort this year, and hopefully we'll see some good results come next March.

So we start with the most important graph of all, and that is of course Mistress R's orgasms. We started the year poorly and a month and a half of decorating hell definitely took its toll on both of us, without that I think we would have got Mistress over the magic 100, let's hope this year we make it.

This graph is a bit misleading, because while it's true that we did only have two Femdom sessions during the last chastity year, they were in February and March of 2025, which is a lot better then having had two randomly spread over the last twelve months and hopefully signifies the start of regular sessions again. All being well we will be having our next Femdom session next Sunday and make it three months in a row.

This graph shows my total number of releases for each year, including full and ruined orgasms combined. 

This graph shows the comparison between ruins and full orgasms. While I am very happy to see the upward trend for the ruined orgasms I am pretty sure most of those ruins were accidental on my part as I cannot honestly recall Mistress deliberately ruining an orgasm in the last twelve months... which is a shame.

This graph illustrates the huge disparity between the number of orgasms enjoyed by Mistress and I, which is of course as it should be. This graph takes into account both ruined and full orgasms.

More important is the ratio between my 'full' orgasms and Mistress R's orgasms, we will look at this in more detail in the next graph.

Obviously it is desirable to increase the ratio between Mistress's orgasms and my own, and it's good to see that we have maintained that 10:1 target that I always had in mind when we first started out. As we can see here, even in a year with fewer MR orgasms than normal the ratio can still turn out very high if my full orgasms are restricted nicely (as was the case in 2023-24).

The following graphs are a bit more random, this one illustrates the number of orgasms Mistress enjoyed where I used her glass dildo while I was making her cum with my tongue.

This is the graph that I would really love to see change for the better. For the purposes of this graph I have only included times where Mistress has invited me to worship her divine ass completely out of the blue and not as part of other sexual activity. While of course I do love to worship Mistress's ass when we are 'in bed' there's definitely something about doing it half clothed, standing up, kneeling on the sofa (or wherever) that I really love. 

But honestly, I love worshipping Mistress's ass so much that I really don't care when or how, I just want it more often. Like every other day or so... 🙂

Unfortunately I no longer have the year by year data for this graph, but I am pretty sure that the last three years all of my 'full' orgasms have been handjobs where my cum ended up on my stomach. On occasion Mistress has scooped up my cum and smeared it on her feet or breasts for me to lick clean, but I am not counting those here. I truly hope this coming year I will get to cum on her beautiful feet at least once as that is something I really miss doing.

Well there we have it, another year of cage free chastity completed... it's hard to believe it's been so long since I asked Mistress to control me 24/7 and it's quite incredible that we've never even taken a break in all that time. Thank you to everyone who has followed the blog along the way, I appreciate you sticking with us when I wasn't really posting very often. 

This is Getting Silly Now...

Another fun day yesterday... at last it was Friday and the week was nearly at an end. But then Mistress told me last night that clocks go forward this weekend so we lose an hour of sleep. Bah! Like we had any sleep anyway.

So my chaotic story writing life continues. I now have two stories 90pc complete... one really good idea that's sort of 25pc complete and another brand new story that's 98pc complete!

This  latest one came to me yesterday as I was driving around and I ended up stopping and dictating it into my phone for about 20 minutes. Of course the phone wrote absolute gibberish but I manage to decipher it when I got home. Good job I did it the same day though... as I would have been confused!

This new story is kinda different again and is written in the first person, which I don't really do anymore... but the inspiration came from my own experience of driving around with nothing much to occupy my mind and inevitably thinking about Mistress's gorgeous body and in particular her perfect feet.

I was driving for about an hour with a half hard cock and thinking 'well there's not much I can do without calling Mistress and asking for permission' when I realised that this had the makings of a story. As it goes I don't think Mistress would have given me permission anyway, but since I've never asked her from a distance (or during the day for that matter; knowing my luck she'd be in a meeting) who knows?

Anyway, I didn't. But I did write the story... and it's almost there.

Meanwhile, last night Mistress and I went to bed for a while and Mistress had a lovely orgasm on my tongue, after which I got to worship those beautiful, sexy feet that I had been thinking about practically all day. Then Mistress told me to put a cock ring on and I grabbed the Oxballs Cocksling 2 again. 

I don't know, when it first arrived it seemed really good, but now it doesn't seem to work as well as I thought. I kept the old one, because I just expect everything new to be inferior now so I never throw stuff away immediately, and holding them up together you can see that the part that goes around your cock is larger than the older version, or it's already stretched... which is annoying. It seems to be made of squidgier material, which I didn't think was a bad thing but maybe that's why it's not as good?

Why do I feel like I'm making excuses here... oh yes, it's definitely the cock ring is too big, not that your cock is too small. 🤣

Anyway, it took me a while to get hard honestly, I think being overstimulated for so long today didn't help, but eventually I did and Mistress teased me beautifully. But oh no, disaster struck. Mistress took me to the edge, not even a hard edge, not even 'she took me to the edge and then gave me three more strokes' like she sometimes does... just a regular medium edge and I warned her I was close and she let go. I was good, until I saw (not felt, mind you) a trickle of cum appear at the tip of my cock.

I couldn't believe it. I felt absolutely nothing at all, just watched in horror as the cum slid down the side of my cock and pooled on my stomach. Mistress thought it was hilarious... and she chuckled to herself as she gathered up my cum and fed it to me. So now I am owed two punishments, one for touching my cock without permission (when I was pretty much asleep - honestly) and now a second accidental ruin!

F U C K

Ah yes, my punishment... last week I hurt my back and it's still sore now, I'm still taking shitloads of painkillers as well, and we both felt that paddling my ass while I was in that state was a bad idea. But still eventually my back will be good and then the ferryman will demand payment. I hope I don't accrue any more punishments in the meantime or I am going to be sore!  

Mistress and I discussed punishments, I even looked online to try and find things to suggest, but it was rather hopeless. Mistress didn't find any merit in making me walk on Lego or kneel on dry rice. And Vanessa's idea of wrapping my cock in duck tape was dismissed on the grounds that she didn't want to do anything that left me sore and unable to be teased (I have to say I agree, I don't mind having an achey ass for a couple of days but a bright red cock that needs cream on it every hour is not my idea of fun) and the other things I found that were supposedly 'punishments' weren't really applicable to a submissive pervert like me.

Make him eat your pussy every night for a week, make him lick your ass, pee on him... oh no, please Mistress, you're so brutal, I promise I'll never do it again. 🤣

So it's the paddle, and more worryingly the crop. Pray for me readers... pray for me! 

Too Many Ideas, Too Little Time...

Don't you just hate the first week back at work after time off? Yeah it sucks...

And it sucks even more when your back hurts, you've buttfucked your perfect weight-loss record into the middle of next week and you're struggling to get back on the wagon let me tell you! But maybe I just need to cut myself some slack... I've done well over a very long period after all, it's just that I am scared of going backwards. 

Anyway.... it's not the only thing I'm struggling with at the moment, the stories are giving me hell too!

First off, I all but completed 'Recruiting a New Pet Ch2', then I substantially completed another new story (and made notes for part two of that) and then last night I went to bed about 11:30 and fell asleep straight away. But not half an hour later I was wide awake with yet another story idea spinning around in my head. Aaaaaargh, for God's sake!! 

And of course this new one pushed all thoughts of completing the other two out of the way in an instant (though to be honest, it's one of those extra-spicy stories I feel awkward about writing... knowing that Mistress R will read it - but maybe that's why it feels so exciting?).

I felt so awake that I was on the verge of getting up again and writing it, but thankfully I dropped off and managed to sleep through until 6:30am this morning (a blessing honestly, as I'm sure I would have been up until 2am otherwise). Of course as soon as I woke up this morning the story returned along with a morning boner that just wouldn't quit... and so I spent the next 40 minutes mentally plotting the story and trying to keep my hands from touching my aching cock.

I'm starting to see how I came to end up with two 95% complete stories on my laptop for two years now... but I will try and avoid that scenario recurring. I'm already confused about what to do with this other story, I thought I was going to write it in the form of a letter, but now I'm not so sure... maybe I will start with the letter and then go on to explain from the woman's point of view. 

Maybe then I do a third chapter explaining it from the man's point of view? I really don't know.

The Power of Distraction...

Yesterday I did something really stupid. No, don't worry I didn't touch my cock again... I'm not that stupid! No, unfortunately I was supposed to sort out the garage while Mistress had lunch with her friend... and I did eventually do that, but as I entered the chaos that was our garage I spied the lawn edger and decided it would be a good idea to edge the lawn. I mean, sounds like way too much fun for the lawn if you ask me, but anyway...

Our lawn is pretty small, so it wasn't a big job or anything. One edge has paving slabs and one edge meets gravel so it's really just the back and the right hand side that needed doing. So I started and by the time I was 2/3rds of the way round I had managed to fuck up my back. I couldn't really leave it half done though so I persisted and then spent an hour on the sofa with a heat pad before I eventually went out and sorted the garage. 

Predictably my back only got worse during the evening and today it wasn't much better. Actually standing up was better than sitting down in some ways and we had booked an Escape Room and a lunch out today which was probably a good thing really as we probably would have ended up doing nothing otherwise.

We both really wanted to have some bed-time this afternoon and as always I was super eager to taste Mistress's gorgeous pussy, but I was in two minds about whether I was likely to be able to ignore the pain in my back enough to enjoy any teasing that Mistress might have wanted to give me.

Well, as often happens actually, once I got my face down between Mistress's super-sexy thighs I soon forgot all about the pain in my back. It's amazing how that happens isn't it? And so after Mistress had her orgasm and I worshipped her feet a little while she hopped off the bed and then jumped right back on it. She said 'I want you to lick me properly clean...'

Talk about music to my ears! I slid up the bed as she put her hands on the solid wooden bead-head and leaned forward as I pressed my face between her legs from behind. I just love cleaning Mistress's gorgeous pussy and ass and her juices taste so amazing I wish she would do this every time.... so, so wonderful! 

Well after that delicious moment my back pain was well and truly forgotten and I was excited when Mistress asked if I was going to put a cock ring on. I quickly put the Oxballs Cocksling 2 on and slid onto the bed next to Mistress. We kissed and Mistress's fingers immediately started to gently tease my balls. 

I don't know what it is about this kind of super light teasing, but it seems to send me nuts almost immediately. I was rock hard and breathing heavy in seconds, I mean obviously cleaning Mistress first got my motor started but it's crazy how fast this seems to work on me.

Mistress kept this up a while before eventually sitting up next to me and giving my balls some playful slaps. Then she started to stroke my cock properly, which felt fantastic. I was so worked up that it wasn't too long before I felt the edge approaching and mindful of my previous faux-pas I decided to shoot the flare a little earlier this time.

A wise decision perhaps, but as Mistress let go she said 'Then that's all you're getting for today'...

While I of course respect Mistress's decision, my cock really didn't want to hear it and as I cuddled her my cock throbbed against her thigh, which (I noticed) she pressed firmly forward to make it even harder. As I lay there I secretly imagined her smashing her sexy thigh into my poor aching balls and that didn't help matters either - my cock was steel-hard for ages! And even when I pulled the Oxballs off it refused to calm down completely. 

🙂

Sadly as soon as I got out of bed the back pain returned, though it doesn't seem quite as bad. It's amazing what a bit of distraction can do... 

What Made You Think I Was Going to be Fair....

Every so often I come across a caption that really speaks to me. This is one such caption... if we're honest with ourselves 'fairness' is the absolutely last thing we really want.  

Speaking of which, another awesome post at SubHub's blog 'She Was Selfish'.

Oops, I Did it Again...

I didn't think it would happen so soon... I really didn't, but unfortunately I slipped up again!

I'm still not sleeping well, and this morning I had to get up early to go and get weighed. While I've generally been waking up before 7AM, this morning I woke up at 5:40... and I just knew I wasn't going to get back to sleep. I tried, but it just wasn't happening, and eventually I rolled onto my back. I was kinda half awake - half asleep, and I suddenly realised I was touching my cock. 

I immediately pulled my hand away, and the stupid thing is it wasn't even as if I was hard and desperate for attention! So of course I had to tell Mistress R today (as per our new rules) and so I have to wait and see what punishment she decides to administer. I really can't believe it, I thought it would be months until I had to confess to anything and so did Mistress...

At least it wasn't a conscious decision, that's all I can offer by way of excuse, but still...

The good news is that today I finally made it to 4 stone (56lbs) lost, which made me very happy and took a lot of pressure off because I really needed to achieve that before things get too relaxed this week while we are off work. I've already booked next week off to give myself an extra week to get back on track.

As far as the story goes... I really haven't had time to do anything to it the last couple of days and I'm not entirely sure when I will get time to finish it. I was expecting it to be done any time, but it might not be this week now. Last time I read it it felt 'off' somehow. I don't know if it's because I'm trying to write it in a slightly different style, adding in some humiliation for example, but whatever it is, it definitely needs more work. Maybe I should get Mistress to read it as it is and see if she has any advice? 

'Danni and Mike: The Anniversary' is still climbing on Literotica albeit very slowly. It's now up to 4.4 / 5, but I can't see it climbing all the way to 4.5 so maybe I have to accept that story isn't good enough to be labelled 'HOT'. 

Sunday Morning Teasing...

So it seems that 'Danni and Mike: The Anniversary' hasn't quite hit the mark like the previous four stories I posted to Literotica and it's currently sitting just under the 'HOT' threshold on 4.4 / 5. Still a jolly good score, but not quite there. It has risen about 0.3 over the last couple of days so it's heading in the right direction, and I guess I should be happy with that.

I was planning to follow that up with 'Danni and Mike: Danni's Game', but instead I've been working on 'Recruiting a New Pet - Chapter 2' (with outlines for chapters 3, 4 and 5!) since what started as a pretty short, almost throwaway tale of Goddess Cora and her nervy young pet has become my new highest scoring work on Lit (currently a fairly staggering 4.74 / 5!).

Part two takes a surprising direction, honestly I was struggling to see how to continue the story without it being a little underwhelming, but I've come up with something and I'm quite pleased with how it's going so far. Of course, writing sequels to new stories isn't really helping me get the backlog of ideas down, and I'm still coming up with new ideas to add to the pile. All I need is a few more hours in a day so that I can turn these ideas into finished stories!

After a week of poor sleep (I notice the moon was full last night and I believe that can have something to do with it) Mistress and I have been quite tired the last few days. And yesterday we had to get up early to go out for the day and then in the evening we were out late visiting Mistress R's cousin and her adorable new puppy.

We were both hoping to sleep in this morning, but once again I woke up early. I thought about just giving up and getting up, but I felt so groggy and tired I decided to just lay quietly for a while longer. Unfortunately for me when I am tired like this my foot and leg hurts a lot due to nerve damage from a back operation many years ago. It's like numbness, but it hurts if that makes sense.

Anyway, I kind of dozed for about an hour I guess and by then I was really starting to ache all over, not just my leg/foot and I really needed to get up and get some painkillers to take the edge off. I rolled onto my back and realised that Mistress was awake too. She moved towards me and I felt her hand move across my stomach and just rest there.

To be honest I was half excited / half worried that she would want to tease me because there was zero sign of morning wood today. After a little while she moved her hand away and then put it back again, this time just brushing against the tip. I tried to relax and my mind meandered first to that super memorable Saturday night teasing from last weekend (wow, was that really only a week ago, it seems like it's burned so hard into my memory from repeated viewing) and then to another favourite memory of mine... 

It's a good couple of years ago now, but one time I was downstairs and Mistress called me upstairs, I had no idea why... when I got up there she undid her jeans, pulled them down, turned around and told me to worship her ass. That was so fucking hot. It's something Mistress has rarely done, maybe only two or three times ever, but I LOVED just being told to do it and then sent away again.

Well this seemed to do the trick and I was soon surprisingly hard! 

Mistress started to very gently tease my cock and soon I was breathing heavy and pushing against her hand, desperate for more (but secretly wanting her to keep it light and frustrating). It felt so incredibly good. Eventually though I started to go off the boil, but given how tired I am at the moment I was happy to have got where I did in the first place. 

Seems to be the way of it at the moment, it's not that I can't get hard, but the numbness eventually takes it's toll and that's where the cock ring / cocksling / ballstretcher comes in handy, just to keep things going. Especially with this kind of super frustrating teasing. I do love it like that though, Mistress teasing me so lightly... I can't believe it's taken me forty five years to realise just how amazing that kind of stimulation really is!    

Mistress was feeling too achy and tired herself to enjoy my tongue this morning, but hopefully later we'll both be feeling more awake and up for it.

R.A.N.P. - 2 is quite far along and I should expect it to be finished in the next 2-3 days (at the most), so look out for that soon.

More Positive Discussions and a Punishment...

Last night was interesting and very positive. Mistress was rather tired (neither of us seem to be sleeping that well at the moment), and after she had a nice orgasm on my tongue I just wanted her to rest. But she insisted she wanted to tease me... and I was eventually persuaded. 

And I'm glad because it was bloody fantastic! 

But first Mistress decided to administer the punishment for my accidental ruin the other day. Now as you know I'm no pain slut... so don't expect me to take 50 swats with a paddle. But I want to be fair with Mistress as far as establishing what is a reasonable punishment for distinct events because I want them to be a deterrent too and after the fact I did feel three with each side of the paddle wasn't really enough. 

Although saying that I am still feeling it today so it was obviously something... maybe I just have a delicate bottom? Actually you know... I never thought about it before but the fact that my butt feels a little tender today means that I am constantly thinking about Mistress (and by extension last night's teasing) and that makes me very happy. Oh and there's more to this story too, but first... 

After my punishment I put the Oxballs Cocksling on and Mistress applied a little lube to her fingers then began teasing my cock and balls. It felt amazing... again it wasn't really stroking, just using her fingers to play and tease. I can't believe how frustrating this kind of teasing is and  honestly I absolutely LOVE IT!   

Mistress did eventually give me some full strokes but only for about 30 seconds right near the end. I wasn't edged though as Mistress had already decided a time limit for this teasing since it was part of my punishment.... though I can't help thinking I enjoyed it way too much to really call it that. I guess some 'normal' guys would find it infuriating to be teased like that, but not me. I loved it, especially since Mistress was going the extra mile and talking to me throughout, just pressing buttons in my submissive brain...... so damned good!

After I had taken the Oxballs off, Mistress and I talked some more about our chastity-Femdom relationship and how we want it to be from now on. I told her that the paddling I had received didn't really seem sufficient and she agreed. It's notable that every time we are discussing punishing me she likes to jump to a harsher punishment - like I was saying that we need a guide amount but that she could modify it depending on how long it had been since she'd previously punished me for the same thing and she immediately said 'Then it's doubled!'. Eeek, what have I done! 

We continued to talk about things and then Mistress suggested we try the crop instead. You know... I can't even remember how long ago (or even from where) we got this crop. It sits behind my bedside table and every Session I get it out and after every Session I put it back. It must have been there for at least ten years and I don't remember it ever being used once. Just like the Nexus prostate massager thing.

But not tonight! Mistress used it on my ass a few times, harder each time. And at first it was okay but by the third or fourth stroke it was really quite stingy. I'm not sure whether I can still feel that today or not, I think I can because while my whole rump feels sensitive there is one spot that feels particularly tender... and it definitely has quite a sting to it (remember I am no pain slut, so if you're laughing at the back, shut up!).

Our problem is Mistress doesn't want to give up using the paddle in our Femdom sessions because she likes using it (Mistress is so cute when she says that, I love it!). But we really need something we can keep specifically for punishments, so maybe the crop is the answer. She can always use both together for punishments and still keep the paddle in our sessions.

I mean, as much as I'm not into pain, I love that Mistress enjoys using it on me, so I'd be more than happy for her to use the paddle or whip whenever she wanted to (she already uses the cock whip on my cock and balls fairly regularly) for no reason other than she likes it. In which case it's even more important we keep something back solely for punishments.

Anyway... as our discussion was going so well I decided to bring up another subject that I've been wanting to broach for a long time. Actually a very long time...

Y'see... because we've never used an actual cage (Mistress never liked the idea and I'm not really convinced it would be great for me either having very briefly tried a plastic one and seen how much it stuck out under my clothes. Also not being circumcised I wonder how you can ever keep yourself clean?) we've never really had the mindset of me getting 'unlocked'. So with that in mind I explained to Mistress that I think really there is no need for her to feel obliged to tease me every time I go down on her. 

I love making her cum so much that just that alone makes me so happy... obviously I love getting teased too, but I would rather Mistress only did it if she really wanted to. If she's a little tired or if it wasn't as great as it could have been and she doesn't feel like teasing me, or if she just doesn't want to then I'm okay with that. 

Honestly I'd rather be teased less but have it be great because I knew Mistress really wanted to do it (honestly I struggle to really enjoy it if I feel like Mistress isn't really in the mood and she's just doing it for me) and I LOVE the idea of Mistress enjoying her own pleasure without worrying about mine. I've always said her pleasure and satisfaction is paramount in all of this and I meant it. Besides, Mistress sometimes teases me late at night when she wants nothing for herself, and last time she did that it was OFF THE CHARTS good, so I have nothing to complain about. 

I must admit though, this is perhaps one area where caged chastity is superior, that the keyholder decides when and if you are let out. Without that it's probably harder for the Mistress who might feel mean just taking pleasure without reciprocating. And it's hard to explain that, during our conversation I caught myself about to say 'I want you to be selfish' but stopped myself because 'selfish' gives it a negative slant and I don't want her to feel that way about it. 

Anyway, I've been wanting to talk about this for a long time but I've been waiting for the right time because I was really expecting her to pushback against it. However... Mistress took this extremely well and the look on her face was priceless. Honestly she looked at me like I had just given her a ten carat diamond. So that was interesting...! 

I'm really happy though that she sees it as a positive and further to that I took great pains to explain that I won't feel resentment or complain about it (which I absolutely won't - not even in jest, until I am sure she has accepted that I really am on board). And in future the default position will be that nothing is happening unless she tells me it is. I think this is very important because I feel like again if it's left on her to tell me 'nothing is happening' then she might feel bad about it and at least until she gets used to this new situation it's best avoided.

I also explained that if I was caged properly she might decide to tease me without unlocking me. That could mean just kissing me but not touching me sexually, playing with my nipples or balls or using a dildo in my ass. I must admit I really love the idea of Mistress pegging me without any other teasing or minimal teasing... just enjoying her orgasm and then fucking me. That's a seriously hot thought... 

And since our conversation was going so well I decided to also explain that I didn't want her to feel like she had to edge me every time she teases me. Since I have stopped having regular orgasms, teasing has become so much more pleasurable. Once you take the 'endgame' out of the equation you learn to enjoy the whole experience and now every gentle touch, every slap, every lick is so much more than before.

Of course I love being edged and I'm not saying I don't want that anymore, simply that she shouldn't feel it's necessary to my enjoyment of her teasing as a whole. If she wants to edge me that's great, but at the same time if she just wants to gently tease me or just hold my cock gently and tell me to fuck her hand then I'm 100pc on board with that too.

Oh fuck that's another very hot thought... there's another story right there!

Mistress and I also discussed some other ideas for punishments, she actually suggested making me wear a cock ring all evening, which is a great idea in theory but unfortunately probably not a good one in practice. Since cock rings restrict bloodflow wearing them for more than 30mins is not a great idea. I'm not so sure about the ball stretcher, that might be less restrictive, but I think probably our largest buttplug (the glass one that I can only just take) is probably a safer bet - and definitely not comfortable for me!

I'm wondering what else we could do that would be like putting spikes in a cage? Perhaps some kind of cream she could rub on my balls - not as strong as Deep Heat. but a similar idea. Or maybe I could concoct a potion using Deep Heat mixed with something else like E45 cream to tone it down so that it's uncomfortable rather than complete agony!

(In case you're wondering, yes I do know what it feels like because many years ago Mistress accidently* rubbed some neat Deep Heat on my nuts and it was not fun!)

* Well, she said it was an accident... I'm not so sure.

I didn't mention this to Mistress last night but I also think perhaps it would be good if I wore a butt plug while going down on her, then if she wants to she can play with it, or if she did want to peg me then I'm already warmed up, but if she doesn't want anything further she can just ignore it and I can remove it when we get out of bed. I will suggest this to her later. 

Okay, well I guess that's about it for today, for the third (or is it the fourth?) time this week I woke up at 6am and couldn't get back to sleep... so that was another hour I spent thinking about the previous night and clasping my hands together to keep them away from my throbbing cock - gah! 

Oh well, never mind, Mistress and I are on holiday next week so hopefully I will be able to catch up on my sleep (and finish some more stories too!). 

It's Only Words...

The other day I suggested that perhaps Literotica might return my story 'Tell Me the Truth' because of the ball-kicking content it contained; but I was wrong and they published it without any issue. However I noticed this morning that I had an email from 'Blogger' telling me that my post 'Tell Me the Truth' had been re-instated. Looking further down my inbox I discovered another email telling me my post had been put behind a sensitive content warning... so maybe it's Google I need to worry about now?

Quite why they need to put individual posts behind 'Sensitive Content' warnings when the whole blog is behind a sensitive content warning I really don't know, but I'm glad they decided to put it back. I mean 'The Vice' is still on the blog and that's way more fucked up than 'Tell Me the Truth' ('The Vice' is the one that Literotica flat out refused to publish and there was another story I had to modify considerably to make it lame enough for them, that one was another CBT story. Thankfully you can read both of these in their original format HERE).

I've never really understood the need to censor texts (as opposed to videos or pictures), to my mind you should be able to write pretty much what you want. I mean proper published novels contain the most graphic descriptions of murder, rape and God knows what else, so I really don't see why 'stories' which in this particular case feature a 'couple' engaging in consensual CBT should require censorship.

Anyhoo, I've just submitted 'Danni & Mike - The Anniversary' to Literotica, hope you enjoyed that one, and I'm starting another 'Danni & Mike' story next I think, no title as yet but hopefully it will be along soon. In the meantime I'm blown away by the reaction my recent spate of stories has received, with all five of them currently sitting in the 4.5-4.8/10 range (which means all of them are rated 'HOT' on Literotica). 

Admittedly as time goes by it's likely that these scores will slowly fall, but they have all started damned strong and as long as they don't fall past 4.5/5 they retain that little 'HOT' tag. Hopefully 'Danni & Mike - The Anniversary' will hit the mark too and keep this streak going!

I'm itching to start writing what will likely be my next 'big' story, but first I really want to clear out as many ideas from my desktop folder as I can. I am off work next week so that should give me some free time to write.

Also I think I need to look into self-publishing again, or publishing on demand, or whatever it's called. Because I would still really like an actual properly printed book of my stories, or books I guess since there's a lot of them now... I can't really imagine that many other people would actually want to buy a copy given that all these stories are freely available here and on Literotica, but maybe I could write a story that was exclusive to the book.... hmm.

Does anyone have any experience with these kinds of services, or advice? Thanks in advance...

Danni and Mike - The Anniversary Dinner (Written March 2025)

This story was originally written in 2023, but revised and finished in March 2025.

Danni and Mike sat in the back of their taxi, holding hands as they rode through the warm summer night towards the home they’d shared for just over a year now. Tonight for their third wedding anniversary they’d revisited the scene of their very first date, a small upscale Italian restaurant in the middle of town. But the restaurant held more memories than simply the venue of their first date, it was also where Mike had asked Danni to marry him and also where he had officially asked her to take on the role of his ‘Mistress’. 

Not that this had come as a surprise to Danni, she was well aware of her husband’s submissive tendencies and she cherished them just as much as she cherished his devotion to her and her pleasure. Many a time he had told her that he would go to any lengths to please her… even if it meant temporarily sharing her body with someone else, if that’s what she truly wanted.

Danni was quite taken aback by this, in fact she was a little shocked because for her part she had zero intention of ever sharing her man with anyone, nor of taking him up on his offer. But… there was no harm in keeping this in her pocket and on occasion she would pull it out to turn the screws on her dedicated husband.

Sometimes she used it when he was a little ‘tired’, or maybe when he was having trouble getting hard for her (which wasn’t often, thankfully). It was quite amazing how as soon as she started talking about another man filling her tight little pussy, Mike would suddenly perk up… but sometimes she used it just for fun, and tonight would be one of those nights.

The taxi was getting nearer its destination now and Danni leaned close to her lover, whispering in his ear as her hand slid under her short skirt and into her panties.

“Mmm, I love that I can touch myself whenever and wherever I want, but that you have to ask me for permission every time… that’s sooo fucking hot.”

Danni pulled her hand free and then slid her fingers into Mike’s willing mouth. He sucked them clean and then kissed her hard as she reached down and squeezed his semi-hard cock through his jeans. 

Abruptly the taxi came to a halt and they broke their kiss. They thanked the driver, quickly made their way up the drive and unlocked the front door of their impressive house.

As soon as they got inside Danni pressed herself against Mike, pushing his much larger frame against the wall and reaching down to rub his already throbbing cock. They kissed passionately and Mike’s hand fell between their bodies, searching for his wife’s eager pussy. Danni first batted his hand away and then grabbed both of his hands and pushed them back. 

“No touching unless I say…” she warned.

Ever obedient, Mike clasped his hands together behind his back while Danni sank to her knees in front of him, unbuckled his belt and then unzipped his jeans. She slid them down and let them fall around his ankles, his rock-hard cock tenting his boxers impressively.

“I have been so horny tonight,” Danni told him. “You know how I get when I drink too much…”

Mike groaned as her lips gently teased his cock through the thin cotton of his boxer shorts. She pulled back and he looked down just in time to see her licking her fingers, savouring the taste of her own juices from between her legs. 

“God…” he moaned. “That is so fucking hot.”

Danni glanced up and smiled. She raised herself up and kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth and gifting him another small sample of her musk.

“You love that so much don’t you?”

“Yes Mistress, you always taste so good…”

Danni smiled naughtily and pressed her fingers back into her slick, wet hole. She lifted them up and rubbed her scent all over his lips. 

“Beg me to let you clean my fingers again.”

“Please Mistress, please… I want to taste your beautiful pussy so bad.”

“Lick your lips first.”

Mike ran his tongue around his lips while Danni idly played with his cock with her other hand, gently squeezing the cotton around his shaft.

“Good boy… now you can.”

Danni pressed her fingers into Mike’s mouth, watching as he licked and sucked every last drop of her scent clean from her slender digits.

She sank down once more, pulling his boxers with her as she dropped and swiftly engulfed the head of his cock with her warm, wet mouth. They both groaned as Danni’s fingers returned to her sodden pussy, and then further back to tease her tight asshole.

Mike leaned back against the wall, his hands still clasped behind his back. His wife loved to suck cock and she was very good at it, but he kinda knew this wasn’t going to be a straightforward blowjob… she was way too turned on for that!

Mike felt the air circling around his wet cock and looked down to see his wife looking up at him, her fingers still tight around the base of his straining meat.

“You know what else made me horny?” she beamed. “Our waiter. He was gorgeous… I bet he has a nice big cock too.”

Before Mike could even register what she had said Danni’s mouth had swallowed his dick again and she worked it for a good minute before she continued.

“I bet he would have fucked me so good. I could have pulled him into the rest room and let him fuck me right there, bent over the sink... that would have been so hot, walking back to the table… smiling at you as his cum dripped out of me and down my smooth, sexy legs.”

Again her mouth closed around Mike’s aching cock, her fingers closing around his bloated balls, her nails digging in to his tight flesh.

“I bet you would have been desperate to clean me too wouldn’t you? You would have been dying to taste my cum-filled pussy as soon as we got in the door… especially if I fed some to you in the back of the taxi.”

“Yes Mistress,” Mike gasped. 

“Imagine that slave… licking another man’s cum off my fingers in the back of a taxi… aching to get home just so you could rip my panties off and bury your face between my legs. You’d love that wouldn’t you, licking another man’s load out of my stretched out cunt.”

Mike looked at her through half closed eyes, he loved her more than ever when she was like this.

“Yes… Mistress,” he half croaked. 

Danni groaned loudly as she throated her husbands stalk again. Then abruptly she pulled away and stood up, releasing his cock but squeezing his balls hard..

“Don’t you dare cum until I tell you,” she snapped.

“I won’t Mistress!” Mike winced, as she continued to apply a firm grip to his ballsack. 

“You better not!” she snarled as she looked him dead in the eye.

Danni released him, then strutted into the lounge and sat down on their long purple sofa. She signalled him to follow and when he got close she told him take his shirt off and kneel on the floor in front of her. She lifted her foot and told him to hold it up for her while she lay back on the sofa, spreading her legs and showing him her soaked through panties. 

“Are you still thinking about what I said? About how the waiter’s cum was dripping down my legs… and onto my pretty shoes?”

Mike nodded, delirious with lust for his amazing bride.

“Then lick it.” she said, shaking her foot in his hand. “And stroke your cock for me.”

Danni relaxed back into the sofa, her fingers once more between her legs, sliding beneath her panties and finding her needy clit.

“I hope you’ve got a nice big load saved up for me… because you’re going to be allowed to cum very soon.” 

Danni pulled her foot away from his tongue and ordered him to remove her shoe. Mike let go of his cock, then reached up and undid the tiny buckle before slipping it off, revealing his wife’s delicate foot.

“Don’t stop stroking,” Danni warned. “You need to keep yourself close.”

She shoved her naked foot into his mouth and worked her clit as she watched him. Mike was clearly loving the opportunity to stroke his cock with Danni’s pretty toes in his mouth; there wasn’t one part of her body her husband didn’t adore and she loved watching him worship her.

“Mmm… my pussy is so fucking wet thinking about that waiter. I bet he would have really pounded me hard before he blew inside me. In fact maybe we should go back next week…”

Mike grunted as his tongue slid in and out between his wife’s tiny toes.

“Oh, is it getting hard to hold back? Good… because you’ve only got ten more seconds. And when I stop counting you stop stroking. Understand?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“10… 9… 8… I’m not kidding.”

Mike’s hand was a blur on his cock as he felt his orgasm start to build.

“7… 6… 5… I want you to cum in your other hand.”

Mike let go of his wife’s foot and dropped his left arm so that his outstretched palm was right in front of his straining cock.

“4… 3… 2… Yes, fucking cum for me!”

Mike felt the first two spurts erupt from his cock, but then he heard.

“1… STOP STROKING! Take your hand away… I don’t want you touching that cock until I say so.”

Mike immediately let go of his cock and put his right arm at his side. He was breathing hard as he looked down at the pool of cum forming in his left palm as it slowly dripped from the tip of his aching prick.

“Ooooh… was that frustrating stopping for me like that?”

“Yes Mistress…”

Danni smiled to herself, she loved the feeling of power she got from ruining her slave’s orgasms.

“But you did it anyway. You must really worship and adore me.”

“You know I do Mistress.”

“I do… but I never get tired of hearing you say it.”

Danni looked down at Mike’s cock, which remained quite stiff and was still slowly leaking cum into his hand.

 

“I want you to very gently squeeze all that delicious cum out and into your hand, okay?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“But no stroking, just tease it out as gently as possible. I want you just as horny when you go to bed tonight as you were when you got up this morning…”

Mike groaned softly as he gently squeezed and cajoled as much of his load as he could out of his cock, fighting the overwhelming desire to pump it out satisfyingly with his fist.

“Is that all of it?”

“Yes Mistress, well… as much as I can get right now.”

“Good slave. Now I know you really want to smear that cum all over my pretty feet and lick them clean, don’t you?”

Mike nodded in agreement but he could already tell there was a ‘but’ coming.

“And if that’s what you really want then I will allow it.”

Danni paused for a few seconds, just to let that thought play through his mind.

“But, if you do decide that’s what you really want… then you don’t get to touch me at all for the rest of the night. In fact you won’t even be allowed to watch me cum… and I know how much you love to watch me cum.”

Mike looked dejected, if not pained at this revelation.

“So… if you really want to please me, you’re going to lick that cum straight out of your hand instead. Are you willing to do that for me?”

Mike looked down at the huge load he had sitting in his palm. Danni had never made him do this before and it felt way more humiliating than when she made him clean his cum off of her gorgeous body.

“Well..?”

Mike glanced at his wife’s beautiful feet one last time and then slowly lifted his hand towards his face. 

Danni licked her lips and rubbed her pussy faster, her fingers slipping inside and coating them with her juices.

“Yesssssssss, do it for your Queen.”

Mike sucked and licked the pool of creamy white jizz into his mouth and held it there. Despite the fact that she’d been making him eat his cum for a good couple of years now he still found it acutely embarrassing, in fact the only thing he found more embarrassing was when she made him suck her strap-on. At least when she fucked him in the ass he was generally facing the other way…

“Show me.”

Mike opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue slightly.

“Good slave, now swallow…”

Mike gulped down the mouthful of cum.

“Now squeeze your cock again, see if you can milk out a little more.”

Mike’s cock had wilted a little now and he managed to squeeze another small pool of cum into his hand and dutifully licked it clean.

“Take this off.”

Danni held her other leg out and Mike quickly removed her remaining shoe. He looked hopefully at her foot but Danni had other ideas. She pulled her sodden panties down her thighs and quickly pushed them down to her ankles. 

“Take them off,” she commanded.

Mike took hold of his wife’s panties and pulled them off over her pretty feet. Danni quickly turned over onto all fours on the sofa, her short skirt riding up over her ass as she sank forward onto her shoulder. Then she reached back with her right hand to open her ass cheeks while her left hand moved back between her legs again.

“I want you to worship my perfect ass while I make myself cum.”

Mike was there like a shot, already bending forward, his mouth open as he plunged towards his wife’s delicious ass.

“Eat my fucking ass slave,” Danni moaned as her fingers massaged her swollen clit.

“Get your tongue inside me, make it hard and push it in, I want to really feel it.”

Mike needed no encouragement and he thrust his tongue as deep as he could into his Mistress’s divine asshole, his cock already firming up as he worked his eager tongue inside her.

Danni’s fingers worked their magic and within a few seconds she could feel herself tipping over the edge. She bucked hard and Mike grabbed her hips, holding her tight as he tongue-fucked her ass until her legs gave way and she collapsed onto the sofa breathing hard. 

After a few moments Danni lifted her head slightly and glanced back at her husband. She looked down and saw his hard cock standing up, desperate for more attention and smiled, then slumped back down and stretched out on the sofa, thoroughly satisfied.

Mike knelt there for some time, waiting to see if she had anything left in her, until eventually he realized she was asleep. He leaned forward and gently kissed her gorgeous ass a few more times and then went to fetch her a blanket and a pillow.