Nearly the Weekend Again...

Last night I decided to go to bed very early as I had been yawning all evening after two dismal nights this week already and really needed to get some proper sleep. But of course, by the time I had brushed my teeth and got into bed I wasn't really feeling that tired, so I decided to read a couple of stories on Literotica to help me relax. 

I headed to the 'Loving Wives' section and clicked on a story called 'I Saw Your Browsing History'. I think the reason I clicked on that one particularly is that it struck a chord with me since one of my 'in progress' stories is based on a similar (but crucially not the same, pretext). I mean on the face of it, that whole 'Browsing History' thing could be construed as a bit of a lazy set-up, but the reality is that it's probably the most likely way a person would discover something they didn't know about their partner's proclivities. And I really don't think it matters if the story is good... and this story was excellent.

I don't want to say too much because I don't want to spoil it for you, but the story is quite different to most cuckold stories... I don't even know if I would truly call it that, it seems to fall much more into the 'wife-watching' category to me, I think there needs to be some other element that isn't actually present to make it a true 'cuckold' story (usually Femdom or at least some stronger element of humiliation). In any case, the basic idea is that the 'husband' in the story has fantasies about seeing his wife with another man, but their sex life is way too vanilla to even risk bringing it up (in fact calling it vanilla is probably overstating it...). 

So inevitably she somehow ends up looking at his browsing history and she decides to play a trick on him for his 40th birthday. She arranges to meet him at a hotel for a weekend together (he's convinced she's planning a surprise party which he really doesn't want), but plans to go to the bar alone and try and engage some random chap in conversation thinking it will give him a thrill seeing her talking to someone else and.... well, in her mind he will step in and steal her away. But you can probably already guess that it doesn't quite go to plan...

Sure, perhaps it doesn't sound that amazing from my brief precis, but the story is very well written and satisfyingly long (I think it must be about 8000 words or so). It also moves at a very nice pace, not too slow, not too rushed and the author does a good job of describing the wife's transformation from 'prude' to.... well 'hotwife' I guess. But crucially the author pushes it just far enough, with the wife taking some inspiration from the stories she's read on Literotica, without turning her into a total slut in one evening (which would have ruined it honestly). 

Anyway, I thought it was really good and definitely worth adding to my 'Stories by Other Authors' page (even if some of you might find it a little on the tame side). It wasn't until I came to make the banner for it that I noticed the story was only published yesterday and is actually titled 'I Saw Your Browsing History - Chapter One'. On one hand I'm pleased there's going to be more of the story because I really enjoyed it, but I really hope the author keeps the tempo in check and doesn't spoil it by turning the wife into a black-cock-ganbang-whore by the end of chapter two.

It's always nice to find a good Literotica author, but as usual when I checked their story page they had 38 stories, but a whole load of them were in the 'crossdressers / transexuals' or 'gay male' categories (which aren't my thing, personally). There were a couple more in the 'Loving Wives' category but I haven't read them yet, so I hope those live up to this one. In the meantime I strongly suggest giving this a go as it really is very well executed.

After I finished the second story (which really isn't worth talking about) I put the light out and went to sleep for a short period, but then I woke up when Mistress came to bed. She quickly fell asleep but I felt very awake now (of course) and spent the next hour looking at the time projected on the ceiling and thinking about the usual stuff I think about when I'm awake in the middle of the night. 

Around 1AM I actually considered getting up and going downstairs, but I decided against it. I also briefly considered waking Mistress up so that I could ask permission to touch my aching cock (haha - no of course I didn't!), which this time wasn't the result of me working on stories in my head, but actually me trying to get my own head around what I would like our new chastity contract to say so that I can explain it to Mistress when the time comes (...and yeah okay, perhaps the story mentioned above a little bit too). 

Eventually I did go to sleep and when I woke up this morning I was still hard (surely I wasn't hard all night!). Mistress doesn't work on Friday's so I was prepared to get up quietly and not disturb her lie-in, but she was awake and when I moved to give her a morning cuddle her hand went straight to my cock. Oh, good morning! 

Mistress teased my cock beautifully for about five minutes, using her fingers and nails to make me even harder than I started out. I must admit I really love this kind of morning teasing, it's a wonderful way to start the day and I was reluctant to get up at all, but Mistress soon told me that was all I was getting for now (though she did touch me two or three more times after that, so it pays not to rush off).

I've now got two of my own stories that are almost ready for publication, so hopefully both of these will be completed this weekend and I can move on to the next one. 'Leaving it to Fate' is scoring very well, if not as well as 'Discovering Denial', well I didn't really think it would to be honest. But at the moment it's still about a 4.58 / 5 so it's still rated 'HOT' and I have three nice comments on it too.   

Tuesday Morning Musings...

Last night Mistress said something that made me feel really happy. While I had been out at work she had read the two posts I posted yesterday. She was very pleased with my review of our session, and she agreed that yes we do need to come up with some kind of punishment for me for any potential unauthorised touching or edging and not just rely on dealing with it in the session.

She went on to say that even though I hadn't done anything wrong in the last four weeks she still didn't want to give up being able to whip and spank me in the session and therein lies the problem. Also, there's always been the issue that once I break the rule then I might as well keep breaking it until the next session because the punishment will be the same.

But in this instance the thing that made me happy was hearing her vocalize that she didn't want to give up paddling and whipping me. I mean... its not like I don't know she enjoys it, it's clear that she does... but hearing her say it out loud and the way she said it was very reassuring. 

I went to bed quite late again (working on another story) and as soon as my head hit the pillow I fell asleep. For all of twenty minutes. After that I was half awake for nearly an hour and my thoughts were occupied by what that punishment for touching myself without permission could be.

In my mind I imagined Mistress standing me at the end of the bed with my jeans around my ankles while she remained fully clothed, explaining to me calmly why she felt it was necessary to correct me. She told me to bend over and put my hands on the bed before delivering twelve very hard swats with the leather side of the paddle, waiting for me to count each and thank her before delivering the next one.

I don't think I've ever fantasized about something like this before, where it's purely 'punishment' with no sexual element. As I've said before I don't enjoy pain for its own sake and I definitely don't enjoy the leather side of the paddle. I like the feeling of submission it provides and I like knowing that Mistress is enjoying it, but the pain itself certainly doesn't turn me on.

So it was very confusing to me when I realised my cock was like an iron bar between my legs. I'm not even joking... it was comically hard, harder than I can ever remember it being without the assistance of a very tight cock ring.

So what the hell does that mean? Am I pain slut now? Fuck! 

I mean it's hot from a CFNM/humiliation perspective sure... but I've never been that turned on just thinking about being punished before.

Wouldn't it have been ironic if the ache of thinking about being punished for touching my cock without permission had been the very thing that pushed me over the edge?

Well, thankfully, I managed to resist the temptation and eventually I managed to get to sleep.

Phew.

I really don't think that precludes using that as a proper punishment for me though, because I am 100% sure the reality would not be anything like as hot as the fantasy. Not for me anyway.

You know, I realised something this morning... over the last few weeks I've been feeling less stressed and happier generally. While this is surely in part because of the revival of the Chastity-Femdom part of our marriage... I also think it really helps me that I'm writing stories again.

I am by nature a worrier. If I don't have anything to actively think about when I'm driving or walking then I will surely find something to worry about. So it's really helpful for me to have multiple stories on the go. Only this morning I was driving across town to get weighed (another two pounds gone... I am lighter than I've been for twenty years now) and I was mulling over different ways my latest story could play out. Moreover I went through my writing folder last night and realised I probably have 15 different story ideas in different stages of completion ready to work on... so plenty more to go at, never mind writing sequels to stories I have already published.

Last night I completed another story, which is quite different to the last two incidentally... this was largely written in December 2022, but I have given it a bit of a polish and will run it by Mistress R tonight to make sure it is up to snuff before I send it to Literotica and post it here.

I wonder if perhaps they might send this one back like they did 'The Vice' or another CBT story I wrote?

That never really sat well with me, not least because last night I was trying to find my latest story (Leaving it to Fate) on the site, because in my private author page it was marked 'Published' but it hadn't appeared on my 'public' author page yet... so I went to the Fetish section to see if it was visible and I stumbled across a really nasty, misogynistic story that seemed to me way worse than anything I had ever written.

Something tells me Literotica doesn't mind posting stories like that as long as women are on the receiving end. Interesting that. But then that place is populated by some seriously fucked up people... I mean you only have to look at the comments to see that. 

So I think if they decide to send my story (which really isn't that bad) back, I will ask them why it's okay to publish that but not this?

Leaving It to Fate (Written March 2025)

Like most women, I guess, when my husband first brought up the idea of ‘chastity’ I was a little freaked out. I didn’t understand why he wanted to be teased and left frustrated and I really didn’t get the appeal of keeping his cock locked up. But after much talking and much reassurance on his part I eventually agreed to try it. At first it was weird, though I did kind of like having his key around my neck and it was fun to wear low cut tops so he could see it dangling between my heavy breasts.

After a while I warmed to it and I loved how eager he was to please me. But of course being a good wife I was always a little too eager to return the favour, so I could never keep him locked or frustrated for long. Gradually however I started to get used to the idea of teasing him and locking him back up without release. He seemed even happier when I did this than when I let him cum, which was confusing at first… but okay. I went with it, but I did feel a bit guilty about it, especially after he would go down on me over and over again until I begged him to stop.

Bill sensed that I felt weird about it and one night we sat down and discussed things. He said he understood that I felt guilt but that I shouldn’t. After all it was his idea in the first place. The next day he sent me a meme which showed a woman sitting on a bed looking over her shoulder, the text on it read ‘He didn’t just want to be in chastity, he wanted me to want him in chastity’. That night he explained that just being locked up is only half of the story. What makes it fun is knowing that your keyholder enjoys keeping you locked and holding that power over you.

This helped put me at ease and I did start to enjoy the power I had, sometimes I would even use it to my advantage in every day life. Like, say I thought the lawn needed cutting, I would say something like ‘You know, that cage would probably come off a lot sooner if the lawn was mowed.’ He would look at me all offended, but by the end of the day the lawn would be perfectly mown.

Of course at first I was too eager and would let him out that night, but eventually I realised that wasn’t really what he wanted. So I would let him eat me to an orgasm or three and then tell him, ‘Thank you, that was wonderful… but I’m still not letting you out tonight’.

The first time I did that he looked a little disappointed but he quickly rebounded, realising that I was taking the initiative just like he’d asked me to and snuggling against me until I was ready to go to sleep. As I got used to my ‘power’ things progressed and I would make him wait a few weeks between orgasms, though I must admit sometimes I did miss seeing him cum. 

Then one day Bill came to me and suggested we try something new. He said that he loved being made to wait as long as I liked, but that he was also intrigued by the idea of having his orgasms ruined. I honestly didn’t know what the hell he was talking about and he explained that the idea was to bring him to the edge (once or maybe several times) and then stroke him just past the point of no return before letting go and letting his cum drip out.

I must admit I wasn’t really on board with this at first, because again I didn’t understand why he would want me to do this. After a few months had gone by Bill brought it up again and I said I hadn’t done it because I didn’t think he really wanted that and I didn’t understand why he would want me to make him wait so long and then ruin it for him.

Bill patiently explained that often after he had been allowed to cum he lost interest in sex for a while, and though he enjoyed the moment of orgasm afterwards he hated feeling ‘satisfied’, in fact he said he couldn’t wait for the first week to pass so he could start to feel desperate to cum again. He told me that a ruined orgasm was just a way to empty his balls without setting him back to zero… and actually once he told me that I thought back and there was definitely a change in him after I allowed him to cum properly; he wasn’t as eager to please me as usual and he was right it would take about a week before things got back to normal. 

I must admit, the first few times I ruined his orgasm were weird. I had to fight the urge to keep pumping his cock, and even once I’d let go I still had to stop myself grabbing it again and finishing him properly. However, it certainly did the trick as far as keeping Bill frustrated and eager to please me, sometimes his cock would even stay rock hard afterwards, which I must admit I loved seeing.

Eventually I got used to ruining him and I settled into a pattern of maybe ruining him three or four times before I would finally let him cum. Bill was grateful but suggested it would be fun if things were a little more random. He told me he loved the idea of never knowing what was going to happen, he loved that I didn’t always let him out of his cage every time and he loved that I had started ruining him. He said he didn’t mind if I made him wait longer for a real orgasm he just wanted it to be unpredictable. I thought about this for a while and eventually I hit on the idea of leaving it to fate. 

I got a small notebook and wrote down my plan. I decided I would use a dice to decide how things would unfold. So the first throw would decide whether his next orgasm would be full or ruined. If the dice showed a ‘1’ that meant his next orgasm would be a full orgasm, but if he got any other number that meant it would be ruined, and in addition told me how many times he would be ruined before I threw the dice again.

Furthermore, if the dice did show a ‘1’ I would throw the dice again and that would tell me how many orgasms he would need to give me before I let him enjoy that orgasm. This worked great for a while, I never even told him about my little game, but he was happy because he could never predict what was going to happen and that was exactly what he asked for. 

But then came the day when I threw the dice and I threw a 1 straight after I’d just pumped his cock hard and drained his balls. To my surprise I wasn’t so happy about that. By now I’d come to like keeping him denied, so I thought about throwing the dice again and forgetting that one. But then I thought, no… if I was trusting fate then I should stick to the game.

So the next night, I unlocked Bill’s cock and teased him until he was hard, before straddling him and sliding down on his pole. Bill certainly wasn’t expecting this and he loved looking up at me riding his cock as his hands cupped my ample breasts. For some reason I was feeling really naughty that night and I urged him to pinch and pull on my nipples. Bill was happy to oblige and soon I was getting close to cumming… I told him I was getting close and warned him he better not come in me. 

Bill looked worried, he was clearly holding back already and I don’t know where it came from but I told him straight ‘If you cum in me I’m going to sit on your face and you are going to clean my cum-filled pussy’. Poor Bill, he didn’t stand a chance after that… I slammed myself down on him several more times as I felt my climax start and Bill gave in to the inevitable and pumped his load deep inside me.

Regretfully, I didn’t sit on his face and make him clean me. To me it was just something that popped into my head in the heat of the moment, I didn’t actually mean it, I was just talking dirty. However afterwards I sensed that something was up with Bill, he seemed disappointed. At first I figured it was just that he had been set back to zero after just one day, but eventually he confessed to me that he had been super turned on by what I had said, but hated that I hadn’t followed through with my threat.

But I’m getting ahead of myself, once I had let him cum of course I had to throw the dice again. But before I did I took out my little notebook and made a correction. In future after a full orgasm is allowed, the next throw of the dice would only decide how many ruins before the next throw. Perfect!

Over time our little game has evolved… though of course Bill is none the wiser, he’s just happy to be kept on his toes. One thing that changed was that I learned how to make Bill ruin without removing his cage by massaging his prostate. This was challenging at first and I really didn’t think it would work, but after a few goes I got the hang of it. It was so weird how he didn’t even get hard, I thought his cock would be trying to break out of the cage, but no… he just breathed really deep and then I watched as his cum just leaked out.

Once I figured out how to do that I incorporated that into my game too, so first I would throw to see how many ruins he would have to have, and then I would throw again to see how many would be in and how many out of the cage. Of course Bill was totally oblivious to all of this, which made it even better.

And the next time I told Bill not to cum in me I did sit on his face and made him lick me clean. He loved it … he said it was even worth going back to zero for. I thought it was hot as hell too and I made him keep going until I came all over his face. 

I have to say, I was reluctant to try chastity, but I’m so glad I did. We’ve never been closer and as time has gone on I’ve become more willing to try other things. Mostly of course it’s been Bill coming to me with something new, and of course every time I’ve started out by stressing about it being weird, but once I’ve tried it, it doesn’t seem so weird… you know. 

Like Bill came to me and said he had been fantasizing constantly about eating my ass. I was like not at all keen on that, but eventually he begged so much that I agreed to try it and oh my God I loved it. Now I’ll have him do it at least once a week while I use my fingers or my vibrator on my clit. He loves it too… even when I shut out the light straight after and tell him to go to sleep.

I mean, I don’t always do that… sometimes I will lick and suck on his balls a little first or something, just to make it even harder for him to go to sleep. Hehe. It’s fun to be the one in control… and I don’t feel guilty about anything any more. After all Bill is happy and he loves me more than ever, so why on Earth would I ever feel guilty?

Basking in the Afterglow...

After our amazing session yesterday I ended up staying up until 1:30am writing my previous post, which is probably why I'm a little sleepy today. But still, I'm glad I did because I wanted to capture as much detail as possible before too much time passed... and honestly I've already read it back twice today, just revelling in the memories. 

You might perhaps imagine that given I was allowed to cum in our previous session and I wasn't in this one that I would feel slightly disappointed, but nothing could be further from the truth. I think this session was even better than the previous one (and that one was fantastic as it was), probably because we were both a little more relaxed this time and subsequently a little more turned on. 

While I'm not going to pretend that my enjoyment of the session is 100% reliant on Mistress's enjoyment it is of course a huge factor and without a doubt the more she enjoys it the more I enjoy it. And I'm not just talking about how hard she cums or whatever, it's all the little things through the session that show me she's having fun. Like the glint in her eye when I flinch as she removes a clothes peg from my nipple, or how wet her pussy is after she's whipped me. As I've said before I don't particularly enjoy pain for the sake of it, but I do very much enjoy feeling submissive and I love the effect it has on Mistress.

So no, honestly I'm not remotely disappointed that I didn't get to cum myself; as you surely know by now I'd gladly trade my own orgasm away for many things that I got to enjoy yesterday, not least the chance to worship Mistress's delicious ass. I'm just so happy that we are back on track and I honestly can't wait for the next session to roll around.

I didn't mention it in my 'session' post, but just before the session started an idea popped into my head for another story. And this one I'm actually quite excited about. I think it has the potential to be a very long story and I have a novel way of presenting it... I'm still mulling over the details (not least trying to think of good names for the characters BEFORE I get stuck in), but I can see this taking a while and I already have many stories on the go. In fact I think I found a finished story sitting on my desktop last night! I can't really understand why it's just sitting there since 2022... perhaps I wasn't 100% sure it was finished, I need to check it out - I was a bit too tired last night as you can probably imagine! 

FEMDOM SESSION (2nd March 2025)

Since I imagine some people read these 'Session' posts in isolation, I'm first going to recap what happened the night before our second session of 2025.

Last night I went to bed before Mistress as I was feeling a bit like I was getting a cold, but once I got into bed I realised I wasn't as tired as I thought so I read a couple of stories on Literotica. I went to sleep about midnight and woke up about 1:30AM to hear Mistress coming to bed. 

I heard her get into bed and lie down facing away from me and I moved to cuddle her from behind. I was semi-hard at this point but I wasn't really expecting anything to happen, especially given that we were planning a session in the morning.

To my surprise Mistress took my hand and placed it on her left breast before reaching back and starting to play with my very full balls. Then she used her fingertips (and nails) to tease my cock until it was rock hard before returning to my balls and dragging her nails over them repeatedly.

She alternated these techniques for a little while and then settled on just scratching my balls. It felt absolutely incredible and even though once she stopped touching my cock it slowly deflated, I still felt extremely turned on and actually quite close to edging.

I really was in total sub-space at this point, something that rarely happens to me, but when it does it's usually during these late night sessions when I've already been asleep and I'm totally relaxed. I feel quite overwhelmed by my love for my gorgeous Mistress at these times; it's an incredible feeling that I never want to end and I honestly feel like I would do anything she asked me to in these moments.

Eventually, of course, Mistress pulled her hand away and I knew she wanted to go to sleep. I kissed her back and shoulders several times, reluctant to pull away from her... but in the end I kissed her one more time and whispered my gratitude* and turned over to go to sleep.

*Gratitude doesn't even begin to describe how I felt in that moment, honestly...

This morning I woke up and as soon as I opened my eyes my mind took me straight back to the early hours of the morning. As I replayed the events in my head I felt my cock stiffening and pressing up against the bed sheets. I really wanted to curl my fingers around it and stroke it, but I stayed strong and resisted.

It's been four weeks since our last Femdom session, and since then I have not touched my cock (for the means of giving myself pleasure) once. As you may remember during our last session, which was our first since March 2024, Mistress reasserted her control over me and told me that if I touched my cock without permission I would be punished for it in the next session. In addition Mistress told me that if I went as far as edging myself or making myself cum without permission I would have to tell her immediately so that she could deal with me.   

Now, I haven't made myself cum without permission since 2011, so I wasn't really concerned about that, but over the last 9 months or so things got very lax. With no sessions happening there was really no disincentive to touching my cock (or indeed edging myself). However, I was elated to be back under Mistress's control and though it's been difficult at times I have stuck to my word and fully intend to keep doing so.

Honestly it has felt so good this last month that I never want to go back to not being under Mistress's control... and last month's session was so good, I couldn't wait for this one to come around.

We actually got up very late so it wasn't until 12:40pm that I sank down to my knees on the bedroom floor waiting for Mistress to enter. She instructed me to wear my blindfold, the Oxballs Cocksling 2 and my wrist and ankle restraints, but nothing in my ass this time. 

When she entered she used her foot to tease my cock and balls before rubbing her naked breasts against my lips. She asked if I could guess what I was wearing, but before I could answer told me to think about it for later. Then she asked me if I had anything to confess since our last session. I told her that I didn't and she was pleased, but she said that she still wanted to whip and paddle me just to remind me who is in control.

Of course as my Mistress this is her prerogative, but I can't help but think we need to address this when we refresh our chastity agreement. Because while at present I am eager to be 'good', long term I think we need a defined 'punishment' that doesn't preclude Mistress having her fun in the sessions. I don't know what that should be exactly, but it should be harsh enough that I don't want to risk doing it, but not so draconian that I'd be tempted to keep it to myself.  

I honestly don't want to do that, I genuinely want to observe Mistress's rules, but we have to be realistic about this as a long term thing and recognise that 'cage free' chastity has it's own problems and limitations. And honestly, if I was to do that once I can only imagine that I would be tempted to do it again and once that cycle begins then we are back to square one... and I really don't want that to happen.

But I digress...

Once Mistress had whipped and paddled my ass (catching my balls with the tail end of the whip several times incidentally... I'm sure it was entirely 'accidental') she had me turn towards the bed where she soon reclined and had me worship her beautiful feet. I really love this part of the session, it's so lovely to get a decent amount of time to properly worship her feet, and it feels so good to do it kneeling at the foot of the bed while she plays with her glass dildo.

I love how she has me suck her dildo and get it wet for her too, and how she teases me about how much I love to suck her glass 'cock'. As I continued to worship her feet she verbally teased me about several things, in particular how much I would love to watch her making herself cum while I had to keep my hands off my poor aching cock. She also mentioned having someone else touching her pussy and making her cum... and also asked if I was looking forward to finally having my ass fucked by her strap on. Eventually Mistress had me suck her dildo clean and then had me up on the bed on all fours. 

Incidentally, we bought a new vinyl sheet from Lovehoney the other week and this was the first time we used it. Our bed is just a normal double, but they only make this kind of (fitted) sheet in King Size. I tried putting it on the mattress as it was but it was ridiculously over-sized, but I remembered someone said in the reviews that they put the duvet on the bed and then put the vinyl sheet over that and that seemed to work pretty well. You still have to pull it tight underneath but it stayed in place pretty well and it's certainly better than our (now very) old vinyl sheet which is starting to crack where it's been folded up so many times and Mistress said it felt much softer than the old one.

Speaking of our Lovehoney order, we still hadn't tried out the nipple suckers or the vibrating inflatable butt plug, so we need to make sure we do that before our next session.

Once I was up on the bed, Mistress told me I needed something in my ass and lubed me up and then pushed the ring-ended 3 ball dildo inside me. It felt good to have my ass full again and I really hoped Mistress was going to fuck me later, it's been so long.

She told me to turn over and then secured my wrists and ankles before straddling me and sinking down onto my face. She was already quite wet, and she tasted delicious (as she always does) and I eagerly lapped at her pussy, savouring her wonderful scent. 

Soon Mistress asked me to guess what she was wearing and I only managed to get it half right, I guessed she was wearing her cupless leather bra, but I got the skirt wrong... I thought she was wearing her PVC skirt, but she was wearing a panelled 'leather' skirt with laces holding it together. Mistress removed my blindfold and allowed me to open my eyes, treating me to the glorious sight of her standing above me looking every bit the Goddess she is.

She turned around and told me that I would have to be punished for my error and started whipping my cock and balls with the cock whip. She interspersed this with sinking down over my face, taunting me with her gorgeous ass and warning me not to touch her without permission. 

Then she moved off the bed for a moment and pumped some lube into her hand before kneeling next to me and stroking my cock. Mistress never looks more beautiful than when she's teasing me, especially when she's dressed like this, with bright red lipstick on her lips (the only time she ever wears it) and her key necklace around her neck.

Mistress stroked and whipped my cock and balls for some time, before finally attaching clothes pegs to my nipples and leaving me alone for a little while to 'cool down'....

When she returned, Mistress had removed her skirt so she was naked except for the cupless bra. She looked fucking incredible and I could not wait for her to release me so that I could worship her pussy and make her cum. 

Once Mistress had removed the clothes pegs she untied me and had me remove the Oxballs Cocksling and also the 3 ball glass butt plug, then she stood on the bed in front of me and pulled my head between her legs. Mistress had already straddled my face several times during the session, but I can never get enough of her and I eagerly teased her with my tongue until I elicited a soft moan from her lips.

Then she sat down and reclined against the pillows before spreading her wonderful thighs and telling me to begin.

I sank down between her beautiful, silky smooth legs and kissed around her pussy for just a few seconds before moving to her lips. She was wonderfully wet and she tasted amazing. Mistress was really turned on today and from the moment I started I could tell she was going to cum hard. It was so rewarding to feel her climax and then get to lick her delicious pussy clean.

Mistress ordered me onto my back after this but didn't retie me. She told me she was very pleased with me and that she was going to let me worship her ass, but she was not going to let me cum today. I was a little concerned that she didn't have me put a cock ring back on because in our last session I struggled to get hard again after I had taken it off. However this time it didn't seem to be a problem.

Mistress was just about to sink down onto my face for the first time when she said 'But I still want to hear you beg for it'. 

I was only too happy to oblige and Mistress sank down on to my tongue, stroking my cock and slapping my balls hard as she did so. I must admit, I really really really love it when she slaps my balls when I'm not wearing any kind of cock ring, it feels so much better without. When she does it with a cock ring it's a much sharper 'pain' whereas without she can hit much harder and it's more of a dull thud that just feels so much nicer and oddly pleasurable.

Mistress allowed me to worship her gorgeous asshole five times before she finally climbed off and knelt by my side, continuing to stroke my cock until I reached the edge. No sooner had I warned her she let go and told me that was the end of the session.

Even though I didn't end up getting pegged, it was absolutely wonderful. I am so, so happy that we've got our sessions back on track and that we've already managed two in a row (on schedule) after such a long break. It's so weird, but before I used to feel really nervous and almost apprehensive about our sessions but now I just can't wait for the next one to come around.

Honestly, I can only conclude this post by saying that Mistress R is absolutely amazing and I am a very lucky man to have her. I just cannot get enough of her gorgeous body even after so many years together and I really hope that for the rest of my life I am under her control. 

The Elusive Sub Space and Another Story Done...

Earlier today I posted about the wonderful teasing I experienced last night when Mistress came to bed in the early hours of the morning. I noticed that our friend SubHub left a comment on my post quoting a part of my text and agreeing wholeheartedly with what I said.

sub hub in phx2 March 2025 at 13:52

"I can't tell you how much I love being in that sub-space... such an intense feeling."

There's nothing like it. Being in sub-space and being teased. Unless you're talking to someone that's been there, it's really difficult to explain what it's like. 

So true. It really is quite impossible to describe. I can only equate it to how I imagine it feels to be 'high' (I've never indulged in any drug) where you feel so insanely good and you never want it to end. But it's not just feeling 'good'... it's a feeling of intense 'devotion' I guess would be the best way to describe it, so perhaps a more accurate way to think of it would be kind of like a devout religious experience? 

Again I don't have any experience of such a thing, being a complete athiest... and I realise it sounds a little hyperbolic, but honestly it's the best feeling in the world. The weird thing is I only really ever get to this place during night time teasing and I think it's because it's the only time I'm truly relaxed enough to get there. 

So yeah, it's a pretty rare feeling, but when it hits it's absolutely phenomenal.

I've just submitted another story to Literotica and I'll be posting it here very soon. Again it's written from the woman's perspective - that's not something I'll be doing regularly, it just so happens that the last two stories worked that way. Like the last one I'm not pinning any great hopes on it, I think it's a nice little story and that's it, but I thought the same of the last one and that's still scoring incredibly well. So we'll see...

Incredible Late Night Teasing...

Last night I was feeling a bit 'coldy' so I had a Lemsip and went to bed before Mistress, but when I got into bed I realised I wasn't as tired as I thought so I decided to read a couple of stories before I went to sleep. As I mentioned 'Wants2bsub' yesterday I pulled up his author page and read another two of his works (both really good and soon to be added to the 'Stories by Other Authors' page) before I turned out the light.

About 1:30am (I think) I woke up and realised that Mistress R was coming to bed. As is often the case at night I was hard when she got into bed and though I wasn't expecting anything to happen, I went to cuddle her (she was facing the other way) and unusually she took my hand and placed it on her left breast. Then she reached back and started to play with my balls. I got harder still and she used just her fingertips and nails to tease my cock (I fucking love that). 

She alternated between this and dragging her nails across my balls which drove me absolutely crazy, I was breathing so loudly and totally desperate to cum. In my head I was telling her how I would do anything she wanted me to and that mental conversation only made me harder. I can't tell you how much I love being in that sub-space... such an intense feeling.

Eventually Mistress stopped touching my cock and concentrated on dragging her nails across my balls. Without stimulation my cock eventually softened but the weird thing was I was still incredibly turned on and I still felt like I was getting close to having to ask her to stop for fear of cumming! Honestly I think I could have cum if she'd continued, but eventually she stopped... and it took a good couple of minutes before my breathing returned to normal.  

This morning I woke up and immediately began replaying the scene in my head and once again my cock was rock hard and aching for attention. It was hard to resist but I've now gone four full weeks without touching my cock once and I have to say it's difficult but totally worth it, last night's teasing was something I could never hope to provide myself.

And this was just a warm up for today's Femdom session! 😊

Seven More Stories Added to the Stories by Other Authors Page...

I've added a bunch of stories to the 'Stories by Other Authors' page today, and I've also reversed the order so that the newest additions come at the top rather than the bottom - should have done that in the first place really! 

Most of these stories are quite old, I found an old page on the blog with a list and I've been checking them out to see if they are still worth sharing. Some are a bit basic or short compared to what I've already shared and I don't want to post links to any old stories, and I've also checked the author's home page on Literotica to see what else they've written. I still have quite a few to check out, though I think these are the better ones.

The best of these stories to my mind is 'A Cuckold Marriage Evolves', which is written by 'Wants2bsub'. This wasn't on the original list, but it's still ten years old. I really like these stories where there is a third person 'influencing' things, it's a great story tool and saves a lot of time as it allows you to shortcut things that would otherwise either take ages to manifest or simply appear completely unbelievable (his other story here is similar in that element). 

Even then you have to go with it a little bit, but it's a good read. I particularly like the part in the shower, even though that is one of the leaps you have to take with the author as it does come out of nowhere. I also like how the 'third party' influences the main character, but also maintains her integrity with her friend. Good stuff.

I'd like to write a story like that but if I did it I would still have to explain every detail and have everything play out so it would be like 30 chapters long, haha... 

You can access these stories from the 'Stories by Other Authors' tab at the top of the page (drop down menu on a mobile) or from the cards below.