Don't Even Think About Asking Me to Take This Bra Off!

Last night Mistress read a new story that I wrote for her, thankfully she enjoyed it (I wrote another one a few days ago that got the thumbs down, which is fair enough - on second reading I didn't think it was that amazing either), actually I've just submitted it to Literotica under my old username 'Malibuman666' which is where I tend to put the stories that aren't Femdom or Chastity related. I won't be posting it here either but if you are reading on a PC or laptop there's a banner link at the bottom of the page to my Malibuman666 page.

Actually there were two stories (one of which was very short), she asked me to make some small alterations to that one, which is perfectly fine since these stories are specifically written for her, not for Literotica (and I may post it there in it's original form anyway).

After Mistress came she rather briefly allowed me to worship her feet, then she stood on the bed and had me clean her pussy again, which I eagerly did, sucking and licking every drop of delicious pussy juice I could find. Yum! And when I was finished she noticed my cock was getting hard before she'd even touched it - such is the magical power of pussy juice! 🙂

She reached out and gave it a few strokes, then waited for me to ask permission to be 'unlocked'. She said 'yes, I could be' and then told me to put my new ballstretcher on. 

Mistress got me hard and then almost immediately started whipping my balls. Mistress whipped my balls a lot during the next quarter of an hour or so. Not that I'm complaining you understand, I love that she feels comfortable doing it to please herself. That's very hot. 

While she was teasing me, Mistress tried various positions to allow me to kiss her feet while she teased my cock, from standing on one leg (perhaps not the safest or most comfortable for her), to kneeling and facing away from me. I liked that because a) I could look at her ass while I was kissing her feet and b) it meant I could kiss the soles of her feet, while I like worshipping all of her feet, there's something extra sexy about kissing the soles of her feet. 

Maybe it's simply because usually I kiss the 'tops' of her feet, and they are utterly gorgeous to look at for sure... perhaps there's some novelty involved with kissing the soles instead, I don't know. But I really, really love it.

Honestly, as long as Mistress lets me worship some part of her feet I'm blissfully happy, but since Mistress sat between my legs and put her feet near my mouth the other day I find myself more and more drawn to the soles of her feet. No doubt a psychologist would say it's because I think of myself as being 'truly beneath her'. Could be something in that I suppose...

Now I'm thinking about cumming on the soles of her feet. Mfffffnh!

I did say to Mistress later that maybe it would be more comfortable for her on her left side to my left (facing my feet) so that she could use her right hand to tease me but also easily reach my mouth with her feet. After all the more comfortable she is the longer I will hopefully get to kiss her feet, and I'm all about that!  

Mistress settled back on her knees beside me, her hand pumping my cock steadily.

"Aren't you lucky being able to look at your beautiful Mistress while I tease you?"

She looked amazing and I eagerly agreed.

"But don't even think about asking me to take off this bra, because it's not happening, not today."

The way she said that was beautifully dominant. I absolutely love how Mistress is slowly bringing her 'Session' persona and attitude into the everyday, it is so wonderful to witness.

"You love cleaning me don't you? You love burying your face in my ass while you're licking me clean from behind. It makes you hard doesn't it?"

Mistress whipped my balls again.

"You're absolutely desperate to cum on my feet aren't you? Even though you know you'll have to lick every drop of cum off of them... not that you mind, you'd gladly do that wouldn't you? Even if I made you ruin it onto my pretty feet, you wouldn't think twice about it would you?"

"Maybe on Sunday you'll get to worship my ass, I know you love that too."

Mistress stood up and straddled my head, bending at the waist to keep stroking my cock.

"Please may I worship your ass now Mistress?" I begged.

"No slave, you may not! But you can look at it."

I reached up and parted her cheeks, exposing her beautiful pussy and ass. It's times like these that makes me appreciate how lucky I am to have such a wonderful Mistress who knows what her amazing body does to me and exactly how to push my buttons.

She sank down until her gorgeous asshole was inches from my face. I wanted to taste it so bad but Mistress wasn't having it and soon after she moved back so that she was kneeling by my side again.

She whipped my balls for the fourth or fifth time. It stung but I loved that she did it anyway. Then she pumped me to the edge and told me that was it for today. She lay down next to me and I cuddled up against her for a few seconds before she said "Actually, that foot worship was a bit too short, do it again."

She pointed to the foot of the bed (she may even have clicked her fingers come to think of it!) and I quickly scooted down there and eagerly got to work. So amazing! 

After a while she pulled her feet away and I moved back up the bed, I placed a worshipful kiss just above her pussy and then we kissed some more (which was really sexy!). 

For the rest of the evening Mistress and I sat on the sofa watching Bake Off Professionals while I rubbed her gorgeous, silky smooth feet. I really, really hope she lets me cum on them soon. 

Selection Day (Written July 2026)

Mistress took me by the hand, led me to lounge and pointed to the floor in front of the sofa. I obediently dropped to my knees, while she sat down in front of me and removed her top. Underneath she was wearing a very sexy and expensive bra that made her already gorgeous breasts look even more desirable. She was also wearing a short leather skirt and some super-slutty shoes that showed off her incredibly sexy feet to perfection.

“You know what today is don’t you slave?” she asked.

“Yes Mistress,” I replied. “It’s ‘Selection Day’.”

“That’s right. How many months has it been now?”

“Four Mistress.”

“Four… and you’ve given me the same answer every single time haven’t you?”

“Yes Mistress,” I replied somewhat bashfully.

She regarded me with an amused smile. 

“It must be killing you that you haven’t seen my incredible breasts for four months…”

“It is Mistress. I absolutely hate it.”

“Do you slave?” she chuckled.

“Yes Mistress, truly I do.”

“I bet you do slave… but sadly for you I still find it amusing, and until I tire of this game we will continue to play it. Besides, you have the opportunity to do something about it today, don’t you?”

“Yes Mistress,” I replied ruefully.

She Said She 'Feels Like She's Won the Lottery...'

If you read my blog on a PC or Laptop then you may have noticed that at the bottom of the page there is a reading list which posts updates from other Chastity/Femdom blogs. Sadly a lot of the blogs listed are inactive, but I keep them there in the hope that one day they will return. Occasionally I go through them and realise that some blogs no longer even exist ('Femdom Fiancé' for example), which is a shame because I really liked that one...

One of the links that is pretty active is 'Chastity Mansion'. I don't generally read these posts very often because for the most part it's a lot of talk about chastity cages, which as we know, isn't something I have to think about. But sometimes there are interesting topics of discussion there and today I came across one such where a thread was talking about trying to get 'vanilla' wives on board with 'chastity'.

LINK: Just got started but She's worried for me... | Chastity Mansion

I can totally sympathise with this as I know it's hard and it has taken an awfully long time to get where we are, and that didn't even include using a cage (maybe it would have been quicker if we had?) and I wouldn't describe Mistress as 'vanilla' either. She's not a complete pervert like I am, true... but she's definitely not 'vanilla', and she's getting 'better' every day. 😊

It is interesting to read about people's experiences though, not just the person that started the thread but also the replies which suggest that if these 'vanilla' wives give it a go, after a few months they start to come round as they start seeing the benefits and take charge.

A lot of the problems seem to stem from miscommunication and misunderstandings between partners, and also 'adherence to the norm' because that's what has been drummed into people since forever. With anything else being seen as 'weird'.

Reading these threads it seems that it's not uncommon for women to not enjoy penetrative sex (either because they find it painful or because it simply doesn't 'work' for them) but at the same time reluctant to try a different way because it's 'weird' or because they simply don't believe that their partner is okay with not having penetrative sex because OF COURSE HE DOES, ALL MEN WANT PENETRATIVE SEX.

Well, speaking as a man who can't even remember the last time he had penetrative sex and definitely hasn't cum inside his wife for about six years, I can honestly tell you that this is one guy that doesn't feel cheated or like I am missing out. Indeed a few years ago Mistress and I had a talk about this and she admitted she's never been a big fan of PIV sex, and that when she thinks about it and realises she doesn't have to do it anymore AND she has a man who absolutely loves going down on her as often as she wants she 'feels like she's won the lottery'.

And that was before she started punishing me for illegal touching and hurting my cock and balls regularly... 😏

That's honestly what she said, which made me extremely happy then and still does today. And honestly, I can say without a second's hesitation that I have never been more in love with my Mistress than I am now and I think our sex life is better now than it has ever been and I hope she feels the same.

So yes 'chastity (and Femdom) is a bit weird, maybe... but so what? Isn't it better than two people having 'vanilla' sex because that's what they feel they have to do because they don't want to be 'weird'. I think it's a bit weird sticking those huge Dragon dildo's up your arse, but if that's what you like then go for it. If that makes you happy then so what? If your partner gets off on it so much the better...

I remember, one of those long deleted blogs (A Good Husband, I think it was called) that I used to love reading, that was a bit 'extreme' (Good Husband and his wife got off on abusing each others genitals and he would post photos of his balls looking swollen and sore and his wife's pussy looking very red after he'd whipped it or used a belt on it) and okay, perhaps that's a bit too weird for most people - but I bet their relationship was amazing, because it has to be - you couldn't do something like that with someone and not feel deeply connected.

Maybe that's a bad example, but the point stands. You don't have to just go with what people see as normal, and it's a shame if people are afraid to try something that may be enormously beneficial. Then again, perhaps this is generational, perhaps the fact that the younger generation have grown up with more exposure to porn is a good thing in a way because they are probably more open to thinking differently (we know that feet are definitely a thing these days, I bet I would be considered much more 'normal' with younger men than men of my own, ahem 'vintage').

But then I was exposed to porn from quite a young age (14 or so) and it never did me any harm. Quite the contrary in my opinion. Anyway, I'll let you carry on with your day now, just wanted to share these thoughts...

 

Mistress is 100% Right, Touching Myself Can Never Be As Good!

I originally posted this last night, when I was literally falling asleep - which meant that it was littered with errors (Mistress without a capital M!) and also I missed the best part out completely. So I thought I would re-post it...

Last night mistress and I took advantage of the cooler weather to enjoy some time together. After mistress had a lovely orgasm on my tongue and I had worshipped her gorgeous feet for a while, she had me clean her pussy again (Yes!) before telling me that I was unlocked and I could choose a cock toy to wear. I chose the Oxballs Cocksling with the built in ballstretcher. That's my favourite now I think.

It didn't take long for Mistress to get me hard and soon she was kneeling beside me giving me a gorgeous view of her sexy body (the accursed bra was back though, I noticed) and access to her perfect feet while she stroked and slapped me.

"As much as I love punishing you," she said, "you really need to learn to behave, because touching yourself can never feel as good as this can it?"

She's 100pc right of course and when I think back to Sunday, when Mistress stroked my cock while I worshipped the soles and toes of her wonderful feet she's 1000 pc right. Nothing I could do alone could ever compete with those glorious few minutes. That was truly AMAZING.

But look, I do try, sometimes I just fail. But while I often feel disappointed in myself when it happens, (because I GENUINELY do want Mistress to have complete control of my cock) and while I know there will be fleeting pain to compensate, I also know that Mistress will enjoy punishing me. Just like Mistress loves digging her long finger nails into my cock when she's stroking me...

As she continued stroking me, Mistress started teasing me about how much I love her feet again. She said she didn't think it would be possible for her to edge me with her feet (I strongly disagreed) but that it be wonderfully frustrating for me for her to try. I hope she does, that would be wonderful.

Mistress then said that it would still be hot for me even if she just crushed my balls with her feet. That was so hot to hear her say that. I said I wanted her to really grind her foot into my balls and make them really hurt and also that I often think about her kicking me in the balls too...

Mistress stroked me to the edge and then lay next to me. I thought she was going to stroke me some more but instead she started pressing her foot onto my balls (which felt really good). I moved my left thigh closer so that she had something to press them against and that felt even better, but I would love her to press a lot harder.

Years ago Mistress and I had a wooden blanket box at the end of our bed. I remember a few times she stood on this box and had me put my cock on it so that she could stand on it. Again, she never put as much weight on it as I would have really liked (and it was only ever my cock, not my balls - unfortunately), but having Mistress's gorgeous feet (sometimes in fishnets!) standing on my cock is a cherished memory for sure.

 

After a while Mistress told me I was locked back up again, and we lay there for a few seconds before Mistress kindly told me I could worship her feet one more time. I scooted down the bed, my cocksling still in place, and started reverently kissing both her pretty feet. As I kissed them I felt the cocksling getting tighter as my cock got harder again, I so loved that.

I really do love my wondeful Mistress so much and I just can't get enough of her amazing feet. I spent at least another hour and a half rubbing them and gazing dreamily at them tonight while we were watching TV. Despite her gentle teasing about my 'compulsion' I really do consider myself incredibly lucky to have such a wonderful and understanding Mistress. 

*****

Jason's Abasement, Opening Beth's Eyes and What Now? have all been published on Literotica and another story called 'Selection Day' is also pending there too. So far it seems the clear winner of those three is 'Opening Beth's Eyes', which I totally agree with (though I do rather like 'Jason's Abasement' (formerly 'Before Christina') because of the trickery involved and the fact that Jason is 'forced' to be Christina's 'footslut' and pussy/ass cleaner).

 
Edit: Selection Day has now been posted and it's scoring a perfect 5, however it's only been viewed 95 times so far and it only has 2 votes, so I think it's fair to say that will change.

Selection Day will also be posted here soon, it's another foot fetish story in case you're wondering.... and yes still more is in the pipeline. There is some major reworking going on with How to Break Your Man right now, so that may take a little time to come through, but there's another fun story called 'Blind Date' (title may change) which I'm hoping will also be available soon.

Jason's Abasement (Written July 2026)

You know they say that your past has a habit if catching up with you? Well, it couldn’t be truer for me. My name is Jason, let me tell you about it…

About five years ago I was in a relationship with a girl called Amanda. So far so normal, right? But it wasn’t just any relationship, she was my first girlfriend and she was also a few years older than me. To be honest I wasn’t really what you’d call ‘a catch’ back then. I was tubby and awkward, my hair was a mess and I had zero ‘game’.

Luckily for me, I met Amanda through work and she took a bit of a shine to me for some reason. We ended up talking at lunch and eventually after a lot of prompting and flirting from her I summoned the courage to ask her out. After that we dated for eighteen months or so. I lost my virginity to her, but after a few months things started to change.

She seemed to lose interest in sex with me, but she still loved it when I went down on her… so over time our sex life just kind of evolved until it mainly consisted of me eating her pussy and then her jerking me off. Eventually even that dried up and I ended up jerking myself off after I made her cum.

It sounds odd now, when I say it out loud, but it was so gradual, so organic that it seemed almost normal at the time. 

Eventually it got so that I couldn’t remember the last time she’d even jerked me off and she only kissed me when she wanted me to use my tongue on her. Also, she started covering herself up in bed, like when I went down on her she’d wear a baggy T-shirt and tell me to cum on her feet.

Amanda had pretty feet and I didn’t mind cumming on them, in fact it was quite sexy, but it got so that the only place I was ‘allowed’ to cum was on her feet and then one day, after I’d spunked over them, she told me to clean her feet with my tongue. I refused at first, but Amanda persisted and promised me that if I licked her feet clean she would let me fuck her again. So after some hesitation I reluctantly did as she asked.

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Oh, What a Night!

Last night was a bit cooler here in the UK, and we also got a substantial breeze which helped blow the cooler air into the house. Mistress suggested it might even be cool enough that we could sleep in the same bed, but as much as I wanted to do that, I still had my doubts. As it turned out, sleeping apart was definitely the way to go.

Mistress and I spent the evening watching an old horror film called 'The Creeping Flesh' (1973) which featured both Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing. I mean, I say that, I spent quite a lot of the time staring at Mistress's gorgeous feet, which were in my lap throughout... and Mistress ended up looking at her laptop from about half way through. I have to admit it wasn't those two esteemed gentlemen's finest work, but it was still better than most of that shite I see trailed on Netflix.

After the film finished Mistress went to bed, while I carried on working on my latest story, which is currently titled 'Release Day'. This is a fairly short, simple chastity/Femdom story... but I'm really happy with it so far. Ideally that will be finished soon, maybe even today and hopefully Mistress will proof read 'Before Christina' today too (that one might end up with a different title because that doesn't make much sense, honestly!)

I wasn't intending to stay up too late (and by too late I mean later than 2AM - because recently going to bed before 1:30AM has been a novelty) but I beavered away, past 2AM, past 2:30AM... and towards 3AM. Finally I began to feel tired, and I closed my laptop, hopeful of a good seven hours... but it was not to be.

I did go to sleep quite quickly but I woke up at 4AM, my cock throbbing like hell. I'm ashamed to say that I stroked it for a minute or two, before I managed to get back to sleep. I awoke again at 6AM, this time even harder and even more desperate. I didn't even dare stroke my cock, it was so fucking hard that all I could do was gently rub my balls and even that was risky.

As I lay there I imagined making Mistress cum, then moving down to worship Mistress's wonderful feet. When she went to pull them away, I begged her 'please may I kiss them a little more?'

Mistress agreed and let me while I tried to compose myself to ask for what I really wanted.

When Mistress pulled them away a second time I knelt up on the bed, and begged Mistress to let me cum and specifically to be allowed to cum on her feet. This, obviously caught her off guard, as I rarely ask for such a privilege (Mistress forbade me to ever ask to be allowed to cum back in 2011, though when I remind her of this she seems to have forgotten - so I'm not even sure where I stand now). I do remember asking to be allowed one time when she came to bed at 2AM and started teasing me... but that's about it.

Anyway... in my fantasy Mistress asked me if I really wanted to and I said 'Yes', I begged to be allowed to cum and promised her I would do anything she wanted if I could please just cum on her gorgeous feet.

Mistress mulled it over a while, asking me if I really meant 'anything'... and warning me how dangerous that might be. But I didn't care, all I could think about was holding those beautiful feet and ending my 74 day streak of chastity. 

Finally Mistress relented and allowed me to do just that, while back in the real world I continued to gently rub my balls, oblivious to the fact that I was getting close to the edge. In my imagination, I finished cumming and Mistress lifted one of her feet and told me to lick it clean.

I immediately stopped rubbing my balls, my cock was throbbing like crazy and I knew I was getting into very risky territory. Was it an edge? I'm not sure, but it was very close to being one and I struggled to sleep for long after that. And every time I woke up again (which was often) my cock was aching for attention, hence now I feel like crap! 

Never mind, in a short while Mistress and I are going to shower and then I will finally get to taste her delicious pussy again. And I will have to confess my sins and no doubt take my punishment. Will I follow through and beg her to let me cum on her pretty feet? I don't know, I really want to... I can't begin to tell you how much I want to.

 

Opening Beth's Eyes (Written July 2026)

Lucy’s eyes opened slowly. She focused on her bedside clock then turned and kissed the top of her husband’s head as he snuggled contentedly against her.

“I know you don’t want to get up Peter… but Beth and Martin are going to be here in about two and a half hours and we’ve got a lot to do.”

Peter grunted into her breast, the last thing he wanted to do was get out of this lovely warm bed and start preparing dinner, but he knew Lucy wasn’t going to let him stay here much longer. He licked his lips and savoured the sweet taste of Lucy’s pussy still present. He sighed softly, then closed his lips around Lucy’s still semi-hard nipple and gave it a gentle suck.

“You really can’t get enough can you?” laughed Lucy.

“Nope!” replied Peter, running his tongue over her little bud. “Frankly, when it comes to you, I’m insatiable!”

“I know… but we need to get up. Besides, I don’t think I’ve got the energy for any more and I already told you I wasn’t unlocking you this weekend, no matter what.”

Peter whined softly and conceded defeat. He couldn’t complain, Lucy had already allowed him to lick her to two massive orgasms and only 24 hours ago she’d unlocked him and edged him half way to insanity before locking him back up again.

“If you’re very good I might let you worship my ass before we go to sleep tonight… I know how much you love that,” offered Lucy.

Peter immediately brightened and shot out of bed.

“Okay, I’m up, what do I do first?”

Lucy laughed again, if only she’d known how easy it was to motivate her husband when they had first got married… but never mind. 

“Well, you can start by peeling the potatoes, laying the table, and putting some more Sauv in the fridge…”

Peter was half dressed before she could finish her sentence.