Just because I insist that my husband remain in chastity does not make me a bitch.
And knowing that I have the authority to deny him permanently (if I wanted to), makes me even wetter. Keeping a man under my long, manicured thumbnail by securely locking his dick up, is the ultimate power trip.
I also happen to be a crazy control freak. I like to have things just the way I want them. My locked up man enables me to keep my life in perfect order.
- He makes sure that the house is kept spotless, both inside and out
- He works six days a week bringing his BIG paycheck home to me
- He keeps my car detailed, washed and waxed so it always shines
- He polishes my large high heel collection so I always look my best
- His tongue is always ready and willing for my pussy or asshole
- He meekly takes my hard slaps to his face when I’m in a bitchy mood
Yeah, all I have to do is snap my sexy fingers and he’ll do ANYTHING for me! And in return, all I have to do is humiliate the hell out of him.
The truth is that he loves being with a cunt like me. If I asked him to leave tomorrow, he would instantly drop to his knees and BEG me to let him stay. But I’m not the total bitch since I do allow him a supervised orgasm once every so often.
How often? Just once a year at most. That sounds cruel I admit, but insisting that your husband be locked in chastity does require you to have, or develop, some sort of mean streak. Nothing quite matches the power dynamic of keeping your husband permanently
denied (more or less) and locked in chastity.