No Sweat!

Mistress was a bit late home from work today so when I got home instead of just getting out the shower she had just finished working out and was wearing some really short, tight shorts and a vest top. I put my bag down and went to kiss her and she was all like 'Ooh, don't kiss me I'm all sweaty'... I don't know quite where women get the idea that sweat makes them unattractive to men, well maybe some men, I don't know... stupid men, perhaps. 🤣 

I really couldn't care less, I just see Mistress in these tight little workout shorts and all I can think of is ripping them down and worshipping her amazing ass. Maybe one day. Well anyway, I persisted and Mistress eventually let me kiss her and grope her wonderful ass. I even got to kiss her thighs a little bit, I loved that. I guess maybe we need to work up to sweaty ass worship! Hehehe.

Poor Mistress, she has to deal with ridiculous fucktards at work and then she comes home and has to deal with her sex pest of a husband. It's a good job she loves me isn't it? 🤣

*****

I wrote another story today, it's called 'Now Do You Understand?', and it's very different to anything I've written before (I think). How can I describe it? It's primarily a 'femsub' story but there's a cuckolding (or perhaps more of a 'cheating') element to it too, if that makes any sense. I know it probably doesn't, but it will when you read it. 

It's pretty short, well under 2000 words (1655 in fact) and it was very heavily inspired by an amazing 'My Pandora' femsub blowjob video I saw, that's definitely worth watching if you like that sort of thing! 

I don't know when I will be posting that exactly, it's pretty much finished I think, but I'd like Mistress to proof read it first. 

*****

 

Clearly Sunday's 'accidental ruin' punishment has been on my mind a lot today. How could it not be? I'm honestly still a little in awe of what Mistress did to me to be honest; it was easily the hardest she's ever whipped my balls and I wouldn't want to experience that too often I can tell you. Ouch!

But I accept that it was meant as a punishment and it was definitely deserved, but in future it might be good for Mistress to have a little target practice because my left ball really caught it ALL and it's been a little bit tender today! I still love that she did it though. It was just, WOW! Pretty painful, but still WOW!

And I will definitely be more cautious about edging in future!  

*****

If you haven't already read them here's a list of stories that I've recently posted. They can also be accessed from the 'My Stories' tab at the top of the page, or from the drop down menu if you're reading on a phone.

I've actually written part two of 'Selection Day', but I'm just not happy with it. I'm going to leave it alone for a bit and go back to it and see if I can make it work. If not, then I just won't post it... we'll see.

Definite Signs of Progress

As I was driving to work this morning my mind drifted back to yesterday and my accidental ruined orgasm and more specifically the immediate punishment Mistress meted out for it. I kinda skated over it in my previous post, but I think it's worthy of a little more comment. 

It really took me by surprise apart from anything else, I mean I knew I would be punished for it, but I naturally assumed that would be done with the whip and the paddle, and more than likely the next time we had sex (though Mistress has sometimes punished me for accidental ruins on the spot now I think about it).

As I said, it's not unusual for Mistress to whip my balls with the cock whip, but this was much more severe than usual. In fact it was bloody painful and I squirmed and cursed quite a bit as Mistress was delivering my punishment, not least because all ten strokes seemed to land primarily on my left ball!

But fair enough, it was a punishment and I deserved it, and I did tell Mistress I wanted her to be meaner so I can't really complain. And yeah, it hurt when she was doing it, but a couple of minutes later it was fine and honestly I loved that she did it. When I was remembering it this morning I started to get hard just thinking about it, and it made me think about what I said the other day about the 'way' things are done being important and how something can be 'hot' or 'not' depending on the way it's delivered.

Because, I do not enjoy pain, for the sake of pain. And I did not enjoy that punishment at all while it was happening, but I absolutely loved that she did it and that she was decisive and just did it, without hesitation or mercy, which made it a hot memory for me. It will certainly make me a little more cautious about getting too close the the edge for a little while!

I also mentioned Mistress's voice in my last post (or the one before). Mistress has an amazingly sexy voice when she wants to. She is quite well spoken anyway and when she turns it up to 'Mistress' mode it's absolutely incredible. I love the way she talks to me in bed, teasing and taunting me as she tortures and teases my cock and balls, it's truly amazing. 

I feel like Mistress is definitely responding to my request to be meaner towards me, perhaps more obviously on the physical side (harder punishments and rougher teasing), but also on the verbal side. I understand why she might be more cautious about that, but it's definitely moving in the right direction which is such a wonderful feeling. 

It's so hard trying to explain to someone what you mean when you say 'I want you to be meaner to me', because the natural assumption is, you know, don't hold back with the punishments or whatever, but that's too simplistic and there's so many other ways to be 'mean'. And it's hard to explain them without using words with negative connotations like 'selfish', because on element of this is for her to be more 'selfish' sexually (for example, use my tongue but then don't unlock me).   

And then there's the more 'creative' ways she could be mean, like slapping my balls when I'm cumming, or telling me to cum and then letting go when I get to the edge (I don't mean ruining me - though that's always an option of course, I mean just letting go and stopping so I don't get any kind of release even though she told me she was going to let me). 

Not always letting me see her breasts is one she's already deploying very effectively, but really anything where she gives with one hand and takes with the other fits the bill nicely. Like she could offer to let me cum, but tell me if I want it then there's some other penalty, or tell me if she lets me worship her ass she won't unlock me again for at least a week or something like that. 

Trying to explain how to be meaner 'verbally' is very difficult, because a lot of it is in the delivery and not necessarily the words that are spoken. But also because you can't really give a proscriptive list of things that are okay and not okay, I think it's just a case of sucking it and see how it lands (and as Mistress said) telling her if she goes a little too far.

As I said before, I am not too worried about that because I think Mistress upper level of what she'd be comfortable saying would be less than where I'd draw the line (as we kind of saw with my last story). But still I appreciate that this will likely be a gradual thing as she becomes more comfortable.

Finally, before I go, I wanted to tell you about the canvas we have up over our stairs. It is a picture I took of my beautiful Mistress some time ago. I wish I could post it here, but for obvious reasons I can't. She is wearing a basque and looking over her shoulder directly at the camera. 

The picture was taken against a red wall in our bedroom and I over exposed the picture to make it look 'arty'. Considering I really had no idea what I was doing it came out spectacularly well, but the thing that makes the picture absolutely amazing is the expression on Mistress's face. She looks truly magnificent, dominant and downright formidable. I love that picture so much. It's been up for years and I would never ever want to take it down. 

It's funny because occasionally we have people come to the house to fix things, plumbers etc and I sometimes wonder what they make of it. Mistress did say that one 'workman' did comment on it once, but I can't remember exactly what he said. I think it was slightly 'inappropriate' but Mistress took it as a compliment. 

I'm Close... FUCK!

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Too Hot to Handle

After I finished writing that last post, Mistress and I settled down on the sofa together to watch our new favourite programme 'Too Hot to Handle', Judge us if you must, and you should because it is shite, but after the depression of the latest 'Temptation Island' we needed something dumb, fun and full of cum (so to speak).

During the show Mistress sat with her bare feet in my lap and after it ended and there was no distraction I continued to caress them and admire how beautiful they are. This went on for a few minutes and I started getting hard, and then very hard. But Mistress had already told me she would be wanting 'attention' later so I was in two minds about whether I should ask for permission to touch myself (especially since last time I asked when we were downstairs she said no). I dithered for some time until my cock got so hard that I really wanted to and then just as I was about to speak, she pulled her feet away and said 'Right, it's time to clean the bathroom'.

Bollocks. But still, she might have said no anyway.

So in the end Mistress ended up doing a workout and I cleaned the bathroom, and then we went to bed, where I had to fess up to some bad behaviour. Y'see, the last two nights I have not slept well and lying alone in the spare bedroom it's a lot harder to keep my hands off my cock than it would be if we were lying next to each other.

Last night we went to bed as late as we could to try and let the house cool down, but even then I couldn't get to sleep (I finally went off about 3:15 and woke up at 7:20AM. So in between going to bed and falling asleep I was constantly thinking about Mistress's gorgeous body and in particular her amazing ass. 

It's weird, for months I have been completely fixated on her beautiful feet, and don't get me wrong I still am massively obsessed by them, but right now if she told me she was letting me cum and offered me the choice of where to shoot, I don't know what I'd say. For a very long time it's been a slam dunk, don't even bother asking me because we both know it's going to be on your feet, but right now, I might just say on her ass.

It's been a long, long time since I came on Mistress's gorgeous ass and the thought of erupting between her cheeks and licking my cum off her delicious asshole is so fucking tempting. It would be hell not choosing her feet if that was an option, but at the same time, I REALLY want to lick my cum off her ass.

So as I was saying, I had a confession to make... 

I set up the fan in the bedroom (full blast, still not enough!) and Mistress came in wearing a robe which covered up her gorgeous body. She told me to 'assume the position' and then straight off gave me fifteen hard spanks with the black side of the paddle. It was quite painful, but I knew I deserved whatever she wanted to give me so I tried to take it as well as I could. I was glad when it stopped though.

She put the paddle down and peeled off her robe. She looked fucking amazing, no bra, but some lacy panties which she then took off before climbing onto the bed, standing in front of where I was kneeling. I looked up at her gorgeous breasts (I know I don't rave about them like I do about Mistress's perfect feet but I really should because they really are stunning). She pulled my head between her legs and I kissed around her pussy for a while, my cock starting to harden again.

Mistress pulled away and lay down on the bed against the headboard. She looked truly magnificent and she suggestively wiggled her finger to indicate that I should come closer. 

"Bring that cock to me," she said in that amazing voice she has. 

As we kissed she reached down and started to gently tease my cock, that felt sooo good, before eventually pushing me away and telling me it was time to worship her pussy and make her cum. It was very warm and the fan wasn't really doing much but I was so happy to be back between Mistress's amazing thighs and tasting her that I really didn't care too much.  

After Mistress came she stood up again and had me lick and suck her pussy clean before sitting down and telling me to worship her perfect feet. I really enjoyed that; I can simply never get enough and Mistress allowed me to worship them for a decent amount of time (I mean never long enough for me, I would have been there all night) which I really appreciated.

Eventually Mistress pulled her pretty feet away and gave her approval when I asked if I could be 'unlocked'. Then she crawled across the bed to select a cock ring for me (one of the Oxballs Cockslings) I think it was the black one without the ballstretcher and then grabbed the lube and the cock whip before settling herself between my legs, facing me.

This was a wonderful surprise, I absolutely love it when Mistress sits like this and I can worship her feet while she teases my cock. The only problem is I don't know whether to kiss this foot, that foot or watch her stroking me and touching her breasts. What a wonderful problem to have though..

She dragged her nails up and down my balls a few times and then wrapped the cock whip around my cock, pulling it tight and making my cock really hard. It felt amazing, and I dutifully worshipped her left sole with my lips and tongue - absolute Heaven!

Mistress applied a little lube to my cock and then wrapped her feet around it, stroking it a while before telling my to thrust up against her feet. It was a little awkward but I did my best and then Mistress curled her fingers around me and started stroking me properly. I reached the edge and Mistress let go, then pulled her feet away from me and got up on her knees.

I had already told her earlier how I had been dreaming of her amazing ass when I touched my cock and I had intended to ask her today if I could worship her ass, but given that I had been punished I was in two minds about it. However, Mistress got up and straddled my head, facing my feet, her awesome ass on display, so naturally I begged to be allowed to taste it.

She quickly shut down the idea, but said that I could look at it while she stroked me. I reached up and parted her cheeks, honestly it was sexy as hell, but kinda torturous at the same time. I wanted so badly to taste her wonderful asshole.

She semi-edged me (pretty much there without waiting for me to tell her, possibly a good call today!) and then moved to kneel next to me. As she moved a voice screamed 'Noooooooooooooooooooo' like a man falling off a cliff. I'm not even joking. God I love her ass.

I thought that was it, but Mistress stroked me some more and I told her that I was conflicted about where I would choose to cum (given the choice). For months and years it's always been her feet, but I really, really, really want to clean her ass now. Mistress teased me about this as she stroked me to a second 'almost' edge and then told me I was locked back up.

God it was so fucking good. Mistress and I haven't had the best of weeks and we really needed this to feel properly connected again.

Conclusions...

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Spanking Chart and Peaks & Troughs...

I came across these two charts while reading an old post on the 'Evolving Your Man' blog and thought someone might find them useful...

I do like that blog, but I sometimes come away from reading it slightly depressed. I get that the whole point of the blog (now at any rate, I'm not sure it always was) is promoting the idea of women taking a lover and making their locked husband's into cuckolds, but what really depresses me about it is that I can't honestly argue with a lot of the things she writes.

Love Is A Choice But Attraction Is Not: It Is Time For You To Reignite Desire And Intimacy

Not that I am fearful of Mistress taking a lover, but at the same time I never want her to feel taken for granted or that our marriage is 'functional'. I also never want her to feel that my attraction to her has diminished, ever! It is something that I feel incredibly strongly about. Perhaps too strongly sometimes. 

Yesterday I felt quite emotional for some reason (and this was before I read this article), but that has kind of just reignited it all over again. Of course I could just decide to not read this blog, but no, I'd rather feel too much sometimes than stick my head in the sand.

As Mistress and I discussed yesterday, there are peaks and troughs in any relationship, and thankfully our troughs are fairly shallow. We have very little to worry about, we own our own home, we have no children to fret over or provide for (probably a big part of where marriages can become functional if I'm honest), we are both employed, we are both fairly healthy, etc etc. 

We both hate the hot weather so that is an issue at the moment, and we feel limited in what we can do together when it's 28 fucking degrees again at the weekend. We'd love to go out somewhere and be together looking round an old house or something, but it's tough this year. And sleeping apart sucks too. But then the other night it was a bit cooler and I almost suggested we try it, but then in the morning it was clear that Mistress had slept very badly so one of us would have ended up in the spare room anyway.

The thing is... I do sometimes just feel so in love with her, like a teenager with his first girlfriend, quite honestly. I want to touch her all the time, to the point where I feel like I'm being annoying, but I can't help it. And I love that I can still feel that way, but at the same time I feel kind of silly. Like I 'shouldn't' feel that way, not at 56 and 34 years into a relationship. 

I try to tell myself, no, it's not you that's wrong. It's wonderful that you still feel this way. Think of all the women in the world who's husbands barely acknowledge them, let alone try to make them feel desired or loved. Which I realise makes me sound like a massive self-congratulatory prick if you take it that way, but that's really not how I meant it.

I still look at her just the same as when we first met. She is so damned sexy. I know very few people ever really believe they are as hot as others see them and it's a real shame. Regardless I feel compelled to try to convince her day after day. I truly want her to feel sexy and powerful, because that's how I see her. Just knowing what she could make me do if she really wanted to leaves me feeling quite... heady! 

Honestly all I ever wanted when I was a teenager was to find my 'person', be with them forever and make them feel completely safe and loved. That didn't work out with my first girlfriend for many reasons, but also (in hindsight) I'm pretty sure she wasn't over her previous boyfriend. Despite that initial failure I never really wanted to 'bang chicks', I wanted a special bond with someone truly worth it and I am so thankful that in the end I got exactly what I wanted (and it only took two goes!).

Oh and in case you're wondering, I genuinely don't feel like I missed out on 'sowing my oats' as they say. I think I was way too scared of getting a girl pregnant to go around dispensing my jizz left right and centre (even if there had been a queue of willing receptacles - which I certainly don't recall there being!), and since I've never really drunk much either I was never really the type to throw caution to the wind. I may have regrets about the past but that isn't one of them.

It never occurred to me at the time that forming a deep bond like that was probably the best way to lay the foundation for the kind of sex life I would later crave. Not that I wanted a 'Femdom' life when I was 22 years old, I was happy to have hot vanilla sex, doing the kind of things you do when you're young - banging all night and going to work on two hours sleep. It was great. I wouldn't swap it for what we have now though, honestly.

I wasn't ignorant about Femdom, even then though, I remember seeing some 'German' porn on VHS when I was 15 or 16 and I liked it a lot. I just didn't think that was something people did in real life. It took me several years to bring this idea up to Mistress and after some initial hesitation she was okay with it. It was very much restricted to occasional 'sessions' though and the rest of the time we were pretty much vanilla.

I haven't had masses of male friends over my lifetime, partly because I've been working in the same company since I was sixteen, but the people I have come into contact with just confuse me, honestly. I may have mentioned this before but I was friends with a guy for many years who was very successful in business and kept himself in great shape, but his attitude to his wife sucked. Like I can't remember exactly what it was but for some reason his wife thought she needed to go to an ER (I think she had an eye infection or something) and she was hoping he would drive her there, and he didn't really want to. That wasn't the only memorable instance of his inattention either

And my other friend, who is also my business partner now, he has a wife and three children (he's about ten years younger than me) but even years ago it just sounded like they were already 'functional' (as that post puts it). Sometimes I just want to slap him hard and say 'what are you doing?' Yes it takes two to make a good marriage, but make a fucking effort. But of course I can't. It's not my place to meddle in other people's lives and maybe they are happy co-existing without any deep feelings.    

It just confuses me. That's all. This person is supposed to be everything to you, but you don't want to drive them to the ER? Like, are you for real? Mistress would NEVER have to ask me to drive her to the ER, or anywhere. I would want to. I don't want her sitting in a waiting room for hours on her own, what am I gonna do while she's there? Go fishing? No, I'm going to be worrying about her. 

Is it me? I don't understand other men. I'm sure there must be lots of decent, intelligent men out there who think the same way as me, but I don't think I've ever met any. Perhaps I should be charitable and think they just don't like to appear that way outwardly, because maybe they think it makes them look 'weak' or something. I don't know.

Whatever, I know I can't solve the rest of the world's problems and I shouldn't worry about it. But I can't help but wonder if the first answer to that blogpost isn't 'take a lover to make you feel desired again', shouldn't be 'men wake the fuck up and do something!', is it that hard, really? Surely the bar is so low that even the smallest effort would be noticed? 

Sorry, I didn't mean to bore on about this so long, it just frustrates and annoys me. And I hate that I feel silly because I adore my wonderful Mistress and I want her to feel it every day. 

Thank God for Mistress Scarlet's blog, who posts regularly and usually puts a smile on my face. 

Her latest post 'Tease and denial is so easy, yet DEVASTATING for the enduringly denied male' is short but sweet. I just love how much she enjoys being cruel and heartless to her husband, if Mistress could feel just a tiny fraction of that I would be so happy. 😊

*****

I wrote this post on Monday, but I delayed posting it because Mistress was stressing about potentially having a shitty week at work this week and I didn't want her to read this while that was still going on.

In the meantime Literotica have continued to publish my story and the comments have started to become more mixed. I'm surprised it took this long honestly, but as the story has developed and become more 'extreme' so the scores have tapered off a bit and the reactions more mixed.

It makes me second guess my decision to keep pushing the story further and further, especially knowing what's still to come. It also reminds me of Mistress's somewhat negative reaction to the story when she proof read it for me. And I'm left feeling that maybe I have been a bit too open and unguarded when exposing my inner thoughts. Especially when you get comments like this one;

Sissyjackie2008 (on the 13th Aug 2026)

"This story reminds me of the first time I sucked a cock in front of my wife. The emasculation was so humiliating, but erotic as she watched in amusement."

No disrespect to Sissyjackie2008, but it does make you wonder what the actual fuck I wrote and whether I should just keep the crazy shit inside my head inside my head? 

I feel like I have retreated into my shell a bit the last few days too, which leaves me feeling a little deflated. On the one hand I want to be open and honest with Mistress about everything because she is my everything, but I can't help feeling that deep down maybe she would prefer it if I didn't.

Three Things (Written August 2026)

It was a few days before my 40th birthday and my gorgeous wife Leigha told me she wanted to do something really special for me this year.

“I want you to write down three naughty things you’ve always wanted me to do…” she said. “…and I will make two of them come true’.

I must admit I was a bit taken aback by this as I have always been more, ahem… ‘adventurous’ in bed than Leigha and, not wanting to get my hopes up and be disappointed I asked her rather sceptically ‘are you sure?’

She smiled at me and slid down the bed, wrapped her lips around my cock then sucked and stroked me hard until I erupted all over my stomach.

I tentatively asked her again the next day, but she was adamant. Even so, when I finally gave her the piece of paper a couple of days later (folded up so she couldn’t see what I’d written) I checked a third time. She didn’t seem quite so adamant now, possibly realising that there was more than one thing I might come up with that she might find a little distasteful. 

But she was unwilling to back down and now it was too late to set any boundaries, I’d already chosen what I’d chosen and if I had to change it now it would feel really shitty. But we both knew that there was going to be at least one thing on that list that she didn’t want to do, because I’d tried before. Many times.

When I first handed over my list she asked me what had taken me so long?

Well, see there were many things that I ‘could’ have put on that list, but I knew this was my one chance to make at least one of my fantasies come true, so I thought it over long and hard and eventually came to the conclusion that, okay if I put that one thing down that I knew she wouldn’t want to do, then clearly she ‘had’ to do the other two. Right?

Even so, my heart was beating hard as I left the piece of paper with her and went about my day.

Leigha didn’t say a word, but I definitely detected a shift in her demeanour during the course of the day and I wondered if she was regretting getting herself into this position? Which of course made me feel kind of bad, because now that I’d had time to think about it maybe it was a bit pig-headed of me to choose what I did. Then again, she suggested it and it was supposed to be my birthday treat! Gah!

A Wonderful Sunday Treat for Me!

Earlier today Mistress and I spent a little time in bed together, which was quite wonderful from my perspective. Mistress had a lovely orgasm on my tongue and then just as I was expecting to worship her feet a little bit she got up and told me to move down the bed and get on my knees on the carpet. She moved to the edge of the bed and I took great pleasure in licking and sucking Mistress's delicious pussy clean. 

Once I had done that Mistress got off the bed and told me to put the 'bed back'. What she meant by that was to move the pillows back to their normal positions, rather then piled up so she could lean back against them. Once I had done that I was about to ask Mistress if I could be unlocked when she told me 'You are unlocked and you can choose a cock ring'.

I grabbed the basic Exact-fit ring and slipped it on and then got on the bed. Mistress got on too and instead of laying down next to me as she usually did she knelt upright, leaning forward to kiss me as she started playing with my cock. 

Almost immediately she stood up and stood over me, facing my feet. My hands drifted up the backs of her gorgeous legs and parted her ass cheeks slightly. I begged Mistress to allow me to worship her delicious ass and she said I needed to beg louder if I wanted it.

I begged louder and Mistress soon sank down, my cock getting harder as my tongue touched her ass. Mistress pumped my cock and slapped my balls hard, it was wonderful. Mistress kept slapping and stroking, making me beg twice more for what I wanted so badly.

Alas, after third time she got off me and stroked me to the edge, stopping when I got there and laying down next to me. I thought that was it but Mistress reached down and teased my cock so gently, it was maddening (but I loved it of course) and then she started stroking me hard again, digging her nails in and slapping my balls some more.

Once I edged a second time she told me I was locked back up. I was just over the moon that I got to worship her incredible ass, honestly and told her so. We cuddled for a little while and then she got up on her knees, she looked amazing and I asked if I could be allowed to see her gorgeous breasts. I know I have a very quiet voice, and Mistress must have misheard me because the next thing I know she got off the bed and stood by it waiting for me to kiss her ass.

I was a little confused but I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to kiss Mistress's amazing ass, so that was a nice little unexpected treat, even if I didn't get to see her beautiful breasts! Maybe next time?

Later I remarked that I didn't get to worship her pretty feet, so Mistress had me do it downstairs while we were watching TV together, that was a nice treat too. Her feet are so fucking sexy, I love them so, so much. But you know that already.

*****

I've just finished another short little story, which I will probably post here soon. I don't have a title for it as yet, could be 'Three Things', could be 'Birthday Treat'... maybe something completely different. It's nothing 'spectacular' but I kinda like it. It's a little different.