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Chastity makes a devoted husband even more devoted

I have continued to practice chastity with my husband. He remains locked in a male chastity device that encases his penis and cannot be removed without me unlocking it with the key I keep.

There are so many benefits in the past couple of years since my husband came to me with this request. He is no longer allowed to masturbate. He used to do that a lot, mostly to internet porn, Victoria’s Secret catalogs and various swimsuit catalogs. It always seemed odd to me that I receive all these Victoria’s Secret catalogs and Venus Swimsuit catalogs and I’ve never ordered anything from them or requested their catalogs. Hmmmmm, I wonder how that happens, lol.Things I’ve read on other chastity sites recommend that a wife can use chastity training to restrict a husband’s fantasizing to her and her alone. This intensifies his attraction to her and prevents him from creating arousal fixations on other women.

It makes sense, that if your husband is constantly masturbating to photos of 25 year old skinny little size 0/2 models, that it will make him more fixated on girls who look like that. Eventually he may lose the ability to be turned on by his 45 year old wife who has gained a little weight over the years and wears a size 16 (ok, I’m really a 26). That’s how men end up running off to have an affair with some waitress from the diner.

In chastity, William is only allowed to have orgasms in my presence and while fantasizing about me, the woman he’s married to. The women in those catalogs are so much younger than William that it is almost like kiddie porn for a man his age. After nearly two years, William says that he is more focused on my body and how it looks. His focus on me during our teasing and love making sessions is now at a level that seems almost like worship. I love that!

And his obsequious demeanor grows stronger every day. So one day, I told him to dig all of the Victoria’s Secret, Venus and swimsuit and lingerie catalogs out from underneath the bed. I had him pull the order envelopes out of each one and tear the address label off of each kind. I had him tape each label to a piece of paper and write, “Please remove this address from your mailing list.” I had him put them in the envelopes, seal them and put stamps on each one and I put them in my purse to mail. Then I had him put all of the catalogs in with the garbage. I did this on trash day and then had him take them to meet the garbage truck and see that they all got tossed in the trash. The poor thing, he pouted like a little boy to have to say good bye to all of his young girls. As a reward, I allowed him a session of worshiping my butt and feet and told him that I was the only lingerie model he was going to fantasize to from now on. Oddly, he seemed blissfully happy for me to take ownership of his sexual fantasy life in this way. For some time, it has seemed like he tells me more often how beautiful and sexy I am. I hope to keep that devotion growing and growing.

No more intercourse for husband

Last night I had his hands tied behind him and removed his penis tube. I was playing with him while I was masturbating with my vibrator. After I came, I asked him if he remembered the last time he was inside of me. He said he did and that it was several months ago. I couldn’t really remember.

I asked him if it was good for him and he said it was. I told him that I’m glad that his memory of his last time inside of me was a good one because I was thinking of making that the last time he is ever allowed to be inside of me. In a really plaintive and soft little, pleading voice,  he said,  “Really, you’d do that?” but at the same time his penis got harder (God, guys minds and bodies work weird together!)

I told him, “Well, yes, you say that you like being submissive to me and like it when I am dominant and having you inside of me seems like a dominant act for the man. I don’t feel very dominant when I’m lying beneath you with you thrusting inside of me. Even when I’m on top, it seems like I’m doing most of the work and its all about you. if I am to be truly dominant I think it might be time to say that you have had your last time ever putting your penis in me or anyone else.”

I told him that he has had a couple of decades to  know what it feels like to put his penis in a woman’s vagina and that his pleasant memories of these times should be enough to sustain him at his age. I pointed out that there are many men in the world who never get to put their penis in somebody’s vagina or don’t get to for years and they live just fine. This shouldn’t be the end of the world for him.

As we were lying there, his hands tied, and me gently tugging on his penis, I said, “In fact, I’ve been thinking that it might be best for the maintenance of your submissive demeanor if I make this type of activity right here the full extent of your sexuality from here on out.” It blew my mind, but even as he had this completely crestfallen look on his face, I felt his penis swell larger in my hand. He said, “But,…but I’d still have orgasms right? Like handjobs now and then and being able to rub up against your butt?” I told him, “I’m thinking not. I don’t like how you are after you have an orgasm. You become withdrawn from me and moody. For several days after your obsequious and doting behavior falls off and you become a bit petulant. I believe you’re at your best when I maintain you at a moderate to high level of sexual tension.”

He just lay there next to me and kept saying, “Please no, please don’t” I reminded him of how many times he has told me that he feels that I have more common sense and a more even temperament that makes me more suited to be in charge. He’s told me many times that he feels that his level of focus on sex has caused problems in his life and caused him to sometimes make bad decisions. We started all of this wife led marriage thing at his insistence. He said that he wanted me to conduct our sex life for the betterment of our marriage. I told him that having him in chastity and the abstinence from orgasms has made him a much better husband, much more obedient and cooperative. I told him that I have not fully decided yet what I’m going to do but that I was more pleased with our arrangement than I ever imagined I could be and that this might be best for our marriage. Then I told him that it was time to be locked back into his device. It took a long time for his erection to go down even with a cold washcloth on it. we snuggled for a long time and he was silent.

Wife teases and dominates her chaste husband

My husband has said that what he likes most about having me maintain him in chastity is having me tease him. He earned a lot of “Obedient Husband Points ” over the weekend so Sunday afternoon I treated him to a chance to draw a slip from his grab basket. He doesn’t know that it’s filled only with items allowing him to perform acts of service to me or some extreme teasing but no orgasm. He was so excited when I held the grab basket for him.

He fiddled with the various slips of paper as if good fortune or luck might get him the best favor. The slip he drew said, “Time out of device with hands tied, handjob but no orgasm.” It was one of the ones he wrote. So I got the love cuffs out of my nightgown drawer and attached them to his wrists and ankles and clipped on the restraints at each corner of our bed. He was already getting pretty erect by the time I got the key from the lock box and removed the lock from his chastity device. I had a little trouble getting the penis cage off, he was so large. I left the back ring on because it’s so hard to get him back in that but I pulled the pins so they wouldn’t jab him. He writhed and moaned with excitement. I clipped my hair clip on his erect penis and tugged on it some.

Then I decided to really tease him. I said, “Wow, seeing you so hard has made me really horny. I think I want you inside me.” He got really excited and said that he would love that. I took my hair clip off his penis and straddled him. I put just the head of his penis very slightly inside of me. He raised up trying to thrust deeper but he couldn’t due to the restraints and having me on top of him. I rubbed and teased a little more and he dribbled some. Then I said, “I’d love to let you loose and let you take me but as long as it’s been for you and as horny as you are, I’m afraid you would go crazy and get too carried away”. He begged, ” No I won’t, no I won’t!” I said, ” No, you can’t control yourself when its been this long and you’re this horny. I think I’m going to keep you in restraints and take you like this. This way I can control how it goes.” I eased just his head in a little a few times. He was moaning and pleading and trying to lift his pelvis up to thrust deeper inside me. With him tied in four point restraint and me on top of him, I was able to control how deep he went and prevent any further penetration.

At one point I slipped myself all the way down on him so that he was completely inside me. I asked if that felt good for him and he said that it did. Then I said, “I’m glad this feels good for you. I want you to have a good memory of this day. I’ve decided that this will be the last time that you are ever allowed to be inside me like this”. He pleaded, “But why?” I said, “Well, you have asked me to be dominant in our marriage and you have said that you want to pledge yourself to me in obedience and submission.” He agreed that this is true. He tried to do pelvic thrusts but couldn’t move with me on top. I told him to be still or I would pull off. He complied. I continued, “Putting your penis inside me is an act of dominance. You even act more dominant whenever I allow you inside me. If I am to maintain the dominant position in our marriage, I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to allow you inside me.” He just pleaded pitifully, “No.” I said, “You asked me to take charge and manage our marital sex life for the betterment of our relationship. This is what I think is best and what I’ve decided. There are lots of other ways for you to feel good. There are men who never get to put their penis in a woman’s vagina and they do just fine. Now lie still and we can stay like this for a bit. I want your last time to be a pleasant memory for you.”

I moved up and down on him very slowly a couple of times. It seemed like he could be close to coming so I said, “OK, that should be enough” and I pulled off of him. He was trembling and whimpering.

Then I said, “Wow, that got me really turned on. I need to cum now” I rolled off of him and retrieved my vibrator from my underwear drawer. While I was pleasuring myself I didn’t realize that I had my hand firmly wrapped around his penis. He almost came when I did. The whole time, he was straining at his restraints trying to roll over to rub his penis against me, bury his nose in my hair or have any contact with me he could. I had gotten so horny teasing him, that I had a really incredible orgasm. I wrapped my body around his while I was still quivering.

I have found, that while he is completely immobilized in four point restraint and I have my hand firmly wrapped around his penis, he will agree to, and promise anything I ask of him. While I had him like that, I gently stroked the hair on his chest and whispered in his ear, “Sweetie, I need you to do some things for me today.” His voice trembled as he said, “Yes dear, what is it?” I told him, that when I let him loose, I was going to take a nap for a while and I needed him to gather all of my boots from my closet, wipe them all down and polish them and put them back in boxes to be stored in the hall closet for the summer. In his trembling voice he said, “Yes Dear.” Then I said, “You know that I’m going out of town on business next week. I want you to get out my suitcase and set it out in the guest room for me. Then I need you to gather up all of my bras and underpants in the bedroom and wash them for me. Then I want you to get my navy dress pumps, my black dress pumps and my taupe slingback pumps and make sure that they are all cleaned, polished and wrapped in shoe bags to be packed. Then, don’t forget my aerobics shoes because I want to work out when I’m at the hotel. And, I want you to do it quietly so you don’t disturb my nap.” Then I asked him to repeat the instructions which he did perfectly.

It’s amazing how attentive a man can be when he’s spread eagle on the bed, held in four point restraints, and you have your hand firmly wrapped around his penis. He was saying, “Yes Dear, I’ll take care of it, right away Dear.”

Then I told him what I would like him to prepare for dinner: Lemon herbed grilled chicken breasts, grilled asparagus and Chardonnay (the cooking classes I enrolled him in last fall have really paid off). Then I told him he could wake me from my nap with a glass of wine when he completed the chores and had dinner ready to serve. I squeezed my hand more firmly around his penis for emphasis. He was full of “Yes Dear” and “I will Dear, right away dear.” An obedience trained husband is such a useful thing for a busy career woman to have.

It took quite a while with an ice pack on his penis and testicles to get him to come down to where I could get his penis tube back on. It took several attempts because he kept getting aroused each time I had to handle it just to get it stuffed back in. I finally figured out that it helped to use the end of my toothbrush to stuff it back in so I didn’t have to touch it, because the warmth of my fingers kept getting him aroused again.

I had a lovely relaxing Sunday afternoon nap after an incredible orgasm. William woke me gently at dinner time and served me my glass of wine. He had a wonderful dinner prepared and I can’t think when I’ve had as nice a spring afternoon.

Wife never allows husband to have any intercourse

William earned lots of good husband points this week so I allowed him a session of worshipping my feet. He was kissing and massaging my feet and admiring the fresh pedicure he had done earlier in the evening. We were talking about how our arrangement was going and he asked permission to move up my legs. He was getting excited I think and asked if he could taste my nectar and I said he could.

It was a relaxed and tender moment. He was licking me gently while I stroked his hair and we talked. He asked about my earlier decision that he would no longer be allowed to put his penis inside me. He asked if I was serious and I said that I was.

He asked me to tell him again why and I told him that intercourse is the act of a dominant man and, since I am training him to be submissive, it doesn’t seem to be compatible with that. He asked me if I thought that I would ever miss having a penis inside me.

I told him, “I never said that I wouldn’t have a penis inside me, just that you would never be allowed to put your penis inside me.”

He said, “Whose penis would you have inside you?”

“I don’t know, if I felt the need I’m sure I could find somebody”

“But, it would still be a dominant act for him.”

“Yes, that’s true. But if I decided that I wanted that, it would naturally be a dominant man I would do that with.”

“But, why would you want something like that?”

“I don’t know. There might be a time when I’m feeling tired of the stress of always having to be in charge at my job and here at home, and I might want someone who can give me a break from that. I might want that feeling of a man coming in, taking charge of me and allowing me the luxury of completely letting go.”

“I could do that for you,” he said plaintively.

“No,sweetie, you’re not made that way. You’re a natural submissive. You don’t have it in you to be any other way. This man would have to be a natural dominant.” I was stroking his hair gently while he kissed me down there.

“I could try. I could pretend”, he said.

I said, “No, we each have our roles in life, sweetie. Your role is to be my submissive husband, It’s what you’re best suited for. My role is to be your dominant wife. You were the one who helped me realize that this is what I’m best suited for. If I ever decided I needed another man, he would be a natural dominant. He would be my stress reliever, my break from the routine.”

He was thrusting his tongue in and out of me as we talked. He came up for a breath and said, “Are you thinking of doing this?”

“No, I have no plan for anything like that at this time. But as the breadwinner for this family and the head of our household, if I ever felt I needed the relief from the stress, I might. I need to feel free to take care of myself, to manage my stress so that I can keep doing what we both need me to do, to lead us.”

He said, “It makes me sad to think that I’ll never be allowed to be inside you again.” I said, “But you’re getting to be inside of me right now and I know you like that, don’t you sweetie?” He thrust his tongue inside me again as I stroked his hair.

Wife finally allows husband an orgasm

I’m going to be out of town on a business trip next week and decided that I might allow William a chance at a real release, since it had been so very long since I last allowed him that privilege. I put several slips of paper in the grab basket detailing opportunities for him to come out of his chastity device and have a release.

The first couple of evenings he drew acts of service for me. One time was a chance at pleasuring me with his mouth the next night he drew a chance to have his hands tied and be allowed to kiss my back and smell my hair while I pleasured myself with my vibrator. Poor boy, even when chances at a release are included in his grab basket his luck doesn’t seem to be good enough for him to draw one of those.

Finally, he drew the slip that allowed him to come out of his device and be allowed to masturbate while worshipping my derriere. He was so excited he could barely get his penis cage off once I removed the lock.

Watching him wrap his hand around his penis for the first time in nearly 7 months was an amazing sight. He held it in his hand like it was a cherished treasure. He looked like a little boy who had discovered it for the first time. The look on his face was amazing. He looked very pleased and satisfied to have his hand wrapped around it again.

He got up to go to the bathroom and stopped in front of the full-length mirror on the closet door to look at himself. He touched it, he tugged it, he swung it back and forth and admired it like it was something he had never seen before. It was quite a sight to watch. Men are so focused on their penis.

He seemed to relish being out of his device and took a while to actually finish. I’m sure he was thinking about how he would be placed back in his device and locked once he was done. He tried to delay coming as long as he could. He was all over me with kisses. in spite of his attempts to delay, he was so aroused that he came rather quickly. It was quite a lot that he had stored up for so long. He seemed a little surprised himself and a little disappointed at how quickly it was all over.

After he cleaned up I ordered him back into this device and clicked the lock shut. He fiddled with this device and tugged on it a few times. It had been so long for him that his body seemed overwhelmed. His body quivered and trembled with little aftershocks.

Then the unfortunate change set in. I could tell the change in his attitude and demeanor immediately. He immediately seemed less responsive to my directives. The rest of the weekend I noticed an increase in those lazy forms of communication that men often do like, “uh huh” and “uh uh” and the very rude question “What?”. I’m hearing a lot less of “Yes Dear” and “Right away Dear”.  I do not like the man he has become at all. He has been less attentive to me and slower to respond and he has been less affectionate. It’s good that I have allowed this release just when I’m leaving town so I don’t have to put up with this lack of attentiveness.

It is remarkable to see the difference in him after being allowed an orgasm. He was slow at packing my suitcase and I caught him getting distracted by other things a number of times. I’m now trying to think of ways to quickly get him back to the level of attentiveness he had before.

This experience makes me very disinclined to allow a release for a very long time. It is amazing how much men are affected by the ups and downs of their hormone levels. I have begun teasing activities to try and quickly boost his level of horniness. throughout the rest of the day I did many of the activities that normally drives him crazy with arousal but his mind and heart just didn’t seem to be into it as much.

I allowed him sessions to worship my feet and behind but his interest didn’t have the same intensity as it had before. Even being given the treat of watching me pleasure myself with my vibrator doesn’t seem to give him the same charge as it did before. It  seems that a man just needs time back in chastity for his hormones to come back to beneficial levels.

Wife teases husband while in strict chastity

Before I left on my business trip I placed him back in his device but added the points of intrigue to his device before I locked it on him.

The points have seemed to serve as an effective anti-erection measure. It is apparently rather uncomfortable for him anytime he has an erection. But men are funny with their testosterone fueled brains and easy arousal.

I asked him if he wanted to watch me masturbate in my new nightie. He said he wanted to, he even begged knowing that it was likely to be uncomfortable. Men and their obsession with sex are like moths circling around a flame. They are eternally drawn to it even when it may be bad for them.

I started masturbating and he started moaning and tugging on his device. But soon he was saying, “Ow, ow, ow. No hard-on, no hard-on.” He was pressing on his device now like he was trying to get his erection to go down. He closed his eyes and was concentrating on whatever it is that men concentrate on when they’re trying to get a boner to go down. I tried to keep the heat turned up by playing with the panties and top of my nightie in a sexy way. Silly boy, he tried to look away but kept looking back even though it made it all that more painful for him.

Finally he asked permission to end the call. I teased him some by asking seductively, “Oh, don’t you want to stay on to see me come?”  He said yes at first and then said no. He was pleading to be allowed to say goodnight. I reminded him of his chores and gave him permission to say goodbye. I imagine he headed to the bath for a cold shower.

I sure hope my more obedient and doting husband is back when I get home.

My Obedient Husband is Back

After my experiment of keeping my husband in full time chastity with no release or orgasm for several months I allowed him to have a release last week before I took off on my business trip. The results were not to my liking. His level of service fell off, he became less attentive, more moody and much less obedient. I started hearing more of, “Yeah sure, I’ll get to it later”, instead of the, “Yes Dear right away”, that had become the norm during his period of extreme chastity. I locked him back in his chastity device before I left on my trip and, I attempted to keep the teasing up through phone calls, texts and skype contact.

When I returned from my trip I notified him when I was close to home. I was pleased to find him waiting for me in the driveway to take my suitcase in for me. I had come directly from my final business meeting so I was still dressed in my skirt suit. He was waiting for me at the door when I came in and helped me take off my suit coat and took my purse and briefcase for me. I went to the couch and he promptly brought me a serving tray with a glass of wine, a small cheese and cracker platter, the evening newspaper and the TV remote. He also brought me each of the papers I had missed while I was away neatly stacked in order. He removed my shoes.

I believe that someone is beginning to get very horny and was missing me while I was gone. The house was very clean. All laundry had been folded and put away. My basket of cotton blouses and skirts we’re all ironed, neatly pressed and hanging on hangers in the closet. Each of the chores on his chore list had been completed. I could smell that dinner was cooking and the table was set.

After he dusted and polished my shoes and put them away he came and kneeled at my feet and gave me a foot massage while I drank my wine, watched the news and got caught up on my newspapers. He inquired about my business trip and I told him of some of my frustrations and unloaded some of the stress of my busy week. When I was ready, he served dinner. He had prepared rosemary roasted lamb chops, grilled asparagus and sauteed new potatoes. He had chosen a very nice Cabernet for dinner.

After he cleared the dishes and I was sipping the last of my wine, he went upstairs to lay out other clothes for me to change into.  Eventually I went upstairs and had him pull down his pants so I could perform a chastity check. This device was solidly in place, the lock was intact, the anti pull-out device and points of intrigue were still in place, and his security tag was intact. I tugged on it firmly and he immediately became erect indicating that his level of horniness was returning to the level that will render him maleable and more suggestible. Our life appears to be returning to normal.

He helped me off with my blouse, skirt and pantyhose. He hung up my skirt and suit coat and placed them in the closet to be taken to the dry cleaners. While I got dressed we visited about the past week as he started to unpack my suitcase.

He seems to be finally getting  his submissive head on straight again. I believe he was really beginning to miss me. When I lounged on the bed while we talked and he unloaded my suitcase, I noticed a pair of my soiled underpants under his pillow. The poor dear, I think he really missed me while I was gone.

He had now been locked firmly back in his chastity device for 5 days and I was beginning to see that I was getting my dutiful and obedient house husband back again. I’m deliriously happy with this development. He has once again returned to the proper mindset for the husband of a busy career woman. When he had finished emptying my suitcase we went downstairs and selected a movie for the evening.

My nails had started to get chipped so he completed my mani pedi while we watched the movie. Having arrived home after a productive business trip, sitting there watching a movie and seeing my dutiful and adoring husband kneeling at my feet doing my pedicure, I was reminded, as I often am, what a lucky woman I am.

Later I went through the grab baskets slips and removed all of the slips that would allow any release or orgasm. It’s time to get back to his service duties and teasing and denial activities. He was so excited to have me home and even more excited to be allowed to draw a slip from the grab basket of sexual treats and favors. The slip he drew was the favor of being able to give me a full body massage.

My massage was very relaxing and it was a perfect homecoming treat for me as well. Afterward I pleasured myself with my vibrator and allowed him the treat of watching. He got really hard and strained in his device. He buried his nose in my hair and kissed my shoulder sweetly. I think we are well on our way to getting him back to a serviceable level of horniness. Being so relaxed after such a nice homecoming, I had a very nice orgasm, several of them in waves, in fact. William got so turned on by this. He wrapped himself around me and was quivering and whimpering softly. He asked when he would be allowed his next orgasm and I said, “Not for some time sweetie. It changes your mood in undesirable ways. It’s time to go to sleep now.” He answered, “Yes Dear.” It’s good to be home again.

Points of Intrigue

My husband found some accessories on the Internet for chastity devices to make them more secure. One was an anti pull out tab, he says is quite effective. The other the manufacturer calls Points of Intrigue. William thought they might be interesting. They look like torture devices to me.  I think they might be more accurately referred to as erection inhibitors.

William says that the one with the shorter points is not painful but it does make an erection uncomfortable. He says that when one occurs, he finds himself wanting to fill his mind with the least arousing thoughts he can to make his erection go down.

We had tried it for a while and it seemed to work well. So when I went away on my business trip I left him in the level 1 unit and left the emergency key in the combination lock box so he could extricate himself from the device if it became a problem while I was gone.

The points are proving to be a very effective addition to the conditioning effect that his device has on controlling his arousal at unwanted stimuli. When we were out on the town the other night I noticed that, whenever an attractive young woman passed, if he experienced any arousal, it became uncomfortable for him and he would turn to me for comfort.

I’ve started keeping him in the number 3 erection preventer when we go out in public because it does such a lovely job of keeping him from looking at other women and remaining focused on me. My girlfriend Andrea invited us out to eat with her husband. They picked some sports bar where the waitresses all wear skimpy outfits.

It was a little hard on William. He was so afraid that he might get turned on that he couldn’t even look at them. Whenever one of them came past our table or came to serve us, he would squeeze my hand and make complete eye contact with me the whole time. He had me order for him so he wouldn’t have to look at our waitress. Our waitress was quite cute. She was a brunette with pretty green eyes and was rather buxom. She had a very pretty pink and black lace bikini.

When Andreea and I had a moment together she commented on how adoring and attentive William seems toward me. She was amazed that he only looked at me and never checked out the waitresses. She had no idea how it was accomplished.

William must have experienced some arousal at times. I noticed him shifting uncomfortably under the table quite a few times. When we walked down the street William held onto my arm and walked with his head on my shoulder. He clung close to me and turned his head when attractive women walked by. It was as if he was afraid of becoming aroused and wanted me to protect him from the big bad scary sexy young girls.

Later, when we got home my sister Katie came over with some dresses she was offering to me because she has recently lost some weight and they no longer fit her. They were all very cute and some still had the tags on them. She insisted that I try them on so I did a little fashion show. It was a little hard on William. Katie knows that I keep him in chastity but she doesn’t know about the addition of the erection prevention measures.

It was a great evening. We all watched Bride Wars together. William sat at my feet massaging them and periodically getting up to refill our wine glasses.

After Katie went home and William cleaned up and finished his chores, I told William that he could have a chance and choose a slip from the grab basket. He was very excited, but of course there were no slips in the basket that would provide an orgasm for him. I’m not going to make that mistake again anytime soon and allow him to fall off of his more dutiful and attentive service. I tied his hands behind him with a silk scarf and replaced the level 3 boner blocker with the level 1 for wear through the week at work.

He drew the treat of getting to pleasure me orally, or “Worshiping at the Temple and Tasting My Nectar” as William likes to call it. I drifted off to sleep after a wonderful orgasm with William wrapped around me. I can tell that his level horniness is growing stronger because he is beginning to crave any type of physical contact with me that he can get.

Better Training For My Househusband

As a busy career woman and the primary bread winner for our household, I am always looking for ways to train my husband to be a better househusband. I sent him for some basic cooking instruction and I had him take training in completing mani-pedis at a local cosmetology school. The training has paid off and he is becoming a more useful househusband every day.

I have a lot of really nice all cotton clothing, linen and some silk blouses. They take so much work to hand wash and iron. My dry cleaning bill is high from cleaning my professional outfits for work. I heard another women at work talking about a woman who does ironing for her. I got her number. When I called her she seemed a little puzzled by my request. She spoke in a rather heavy southern accent, “You want to hire me to teach your husband how to do your ironing?” I told her about my work situation and explained that my husband works fewer hours and earns a supplemental income. I offered to pay her double her usual rate as a training fee. She agreed to come to our home on Saturday and spend as much of the day as it took to teach William proper ironing.

Her name is Earlene and she is an older rather large black woman. She seemed very nice and I introduced her to William. While Earlene and I talked I had William set up his ironing board and warm up his iron. He got my basket of blouses and skirts from the laundry room and he and Earlene began his instruction. I have some very nice imported blouses, skirts and dresses. I have a lot of all cotton dress blouses that are supposed to be “iron free” but they are never as crisp and wrinkle free as I like. I like cotton blouses because they are cooler in the summer. It will be very nice to be able to wear some of those things. William has generally taken an interest in helping me look my very best.

Earlene started William’s training. She seemed very knowledgeable. She was raised in the south and had that habit of calling people sweetie, honey and baby. From the living room I could hear Earlene saying, “Very good sweetie. That’s right, just like that” and “No baby, a little more like this.” At one point, when William asked for a bathroom break, I asked Earlene how he was doing. She said, “Well, he seems to have a lot of habits of doing it his way and it’s hard to get him to do what I’m showing him. I guess he’ll do ok, though.” I said that this was not acceptable as I wanted him to learn to do his ironing better than he has always done it. I told her that I would see to it that he paid better attention. When William returned from the bathroom, I got the key to his chastity device from the lock box and added it to the one I keep on a chain. I handed it to Earlene and said, “I’m going to give you these keys to help him listen better.” She asked what they were for and I told her that they went to something that he would very much like to get his hands on. I told her that she could hang on to the keys to ensure that he paid close attention to his ironing instruction. William’s eyes got wide. I told her, “You hang on to these keys, and you decide if you should give them back to me when you leave today. If you feel that he requires another day of instruction, then you can take the keys with you and bring them back when you return next Saturday for his next lesson.” Earlene slipped the chain around her neck and dropped the keys in her blouse. She said, “Ok, this will work. Come on baby, let’s get back to work so you can get the keys back.” Throughout the rest of the session, I could hear Earlene periodically saying, “No, sweetie, a little more like this. Now let’s see if we can do this a little faster. You don’t want me to have to take these keys home with me, now do you baby?” William just said, “No mam”.

Earlene was great. She worked with William on ironing blouses, my dress slacks, skirts and camisoles. She showed William tricks to ironing pleats and gathered garments. She taught him the different ways to handle silk, cotton, rayon, wool gabardine and crepe fabrics. She had him iron a couple of pleated skirts I hadn’t worn in a while because they take so long to iron. With summer coming on, it was great that they ironed several dresses I have, some with gathered dirndl skirts and some with pleats. Earlene thought of everything. She asked about table clothes and I got our linen table cloth and they ironed that. She covered how to handle drapes and the use of a steamer. Whenever she needed to correct him for anything I’d hear her say, “No, now do it like I show you, baby. I don’t think you want me takin these keys home with me for the week, now do your sweetie?” He’d say, “No mam.” She praised him when he got it right and said, “There you go. Now you’ve got it. You keep doin like I show you and you’ll get your keys back.” Earlene understood the importance of what she was teaching William. A couple of times I heard her say, “You want to do a good job because it’s important that your wife looks her best when she goes off to work.”

When she was done with William she came to let me know. She took the chain with the keys off from around her neck and said, “Well, you were right, he listened better and worked a lot harder when he thought I might take these keys home with me. That really worked” I thanked her and she thanked me, I paid her and she left. As she walked out the door she said, “You’ve got yourself a good husband there, sweetie.” I said, “I do, don’t I.”

I called William to my side and showed him the keys as I placed them over my neck. I told him what a good husband he was and how proud of him I was. I told him that he had earned a chance to draw a slip from the grab basket later. He seemed very excited. I told him that he could give me a foot massage and he did. He was very excited. He doesn’t know that I have removed all of the slips that would allow him an orgasm. We are not going to have a repeat of his lazy and lackluster service of last week.

When he drew a slip it was for him to polish my shoes and boots for me. He had already done a day of service for me and he polished most of my shoes for my business trip. I offered instead that he could kiss my breasts and smell my hair while I pleasured myself with my vibrator. I drifted off to sleep afterward, comfortable in the knowledge that I have a well trained househusband.

 

Male orgasm denial improves orgasms for women

“He knows how I like it,” explains Emily Darnell, a married advertising executive in her late twenties. She’s glowing as she details the sexual routine she has with her husband. “First he goes down on me, often for a half hour or so, and then when I’m right there on the verge of cumming, he enters me and fucks me viciously and I have such an intense orgasm.”

She stresses those lost two words, eyes wide with excitement. Intense… orgasm.

“But not him. He isn’t allowed. He stops after I cum so we can have cuddle time and I think it’s so hot feeling his hard cock pressed against my ass, knowing it belongs to me and his pleasure is mine to give or withold. It is quite the power trip!”

Emily is just one of a growing number of women who practice erotic sexual denial, also known as orgasm denial or orgasm control, a sexual practice in which a man is kept in a heightened state of sexual arousal for an extended length of time without orgasm. The length of time can range from weeks and months to years or never.

“He’s much more attentive to me when he hasn’t cum for a while, much more willing to please me, to communicate with me.” says Emily. “He sees an orgasm as a reward for making me happy and I can extend that for days, even weeks.”

Do you want to be a sex goddess – treated like a queen – wave your magic wand and get what you want? Of course you do, and you deserve to have it. Oh, the fun doesn’t stop there – not at all. By practicing male orgasm denial, you will be powerful – pleasured – pampered. Your sex partner will place you on a throne and aim to please you in every way possible.

You see – you decide when your lover gets to cum. The truth is, men need help controlling their cock. Teasing and denying a man is exhilarating for you and sexy to him. Eventually, you allow your lover to have an orgasm as a reward for pleasing you. He actually respects and adores you more when you hold the key to his penis – rather literally or figuratively speaking – as some women do choose to use chastity devices.

Emily says, “My fiance doesn’t rush through sex, for sure! He showers me with attention, is very agreeable, and does most of the housework. See, with the promise he might get to orgasm, he doesn’t want to disappoint me.”

“I learned by experience that a horny man is an obedient man,” says Kimberly, “So, I haven’t let him have an orgasm for two years!”

When asked how she benefited from male orgasm denial, Kimberly said, “More orgasms more often for me. And he treats me like a queen. Do you think he’s after something? (wink)”

Kimberly says, “Tease and denial is a very important aspect. I’m really into edging and brewing guys. I also like to use some emotional teasing – like when I’m cumming, I’ll say something like, ‘Don’t you wish you could cum? But you’re just not worthy.’ I’ve also told him in the past a man’s orgasm is for making babies, and since we’re not trying to make a baby, why does he need to cum? I’ve also reasoned with him that a woman’s orgasm is purely for pleasure. I guess this some kind of mild brainwashing? LOL.”