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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.”

 

Long-term chastity increases a husband’s obedience

William took me to my favorite restaurant Le Feu Sacre. It was a wonderful lunch and William, who is several weeks into a period of chastity, was the perfect doting and attentive husband. At one point a drop dead gorgeous young woman walked past our table on her way to the ladies room. She was wearing a beautiful short dress and high heels and I can only wish my legs still looked as good as hers.

William, hoping to soon have a chance at choosing a slip from the treats and favors grab basket, never allowed his eyes to leave mine for even a second. He was the perfect attentive husband. We even had a very cute waitress and hostess. Poor William was surrounded by beautiful young women but he knew better than to even try to sneak a peek.

I feel so special at these times. I can tell that other women notice how different he is from most other men and are impressed with how attentive he is to me. I imagine that they are often thinking, “Wow what does that woman have, what is her secret that her husband adores her so completely?”

William took my purchase to the counter and handed me my purse. I reached inside and pulled out his wallet and handed it to him. He pulled out his credit card and paid for my shoes. When he was done he handed his wallet back to me and I slipped it in my purse and then handed my purse to him to carry. When the clerk had placed my shoe purchase in a bag William took it from her. I never have to carry or even handle a shopping bag when I have William shopping with me. We walked out with William carrying my purse and shopping bag. The store clerk watched us walk out and was smiling. She seemed very impressed with what a doting husband I have.

Online dating for FLR

I told them that the dating website was for dominant women who are looking for men interested in submitting to the woman in a relationship. I told them that some men are looking to be a house husband to a very successful woman. They were very curious and asked lots of questions. I told them that we had met on this dating site for dominant women and submissive men and that we both lived in different directions, each of us 100 miles from there. I told her we had agreed to meet in the middle for the weekend and get to know each other to see if there was potential for a relationship.

We had a very nice dinner and the waitress was so sweet and attentive to us. When William excused himself to go to the bathroom the hostess stopped by my table on her way back from seating another party. She said, “It seems like things are going well. You guys seem to be enjoying each other’s company and are laughing a lot. What do you think of him?”

I said, “He seems like a fairly good prospect. We seem to have some interests in common and he hasn’t said anything that would put me off, right off the bat. He claims he knows how to cook and he described a number of house cleaning duties he performed in his last marriage. He seems sincere about wanting to be a submitted husband in a female led marriage. But it will take some time to get to know him enough to know if we have the potential for a close emotional connection. Then I would need to decide if I want to invite him to visit me for some time in my home to see how we get along and to see what kind of house husband he would truly make.

The waitress said that she was dating a guy who was a medical tech at the hospital and, if her career went where she thought it might, she would very likely earn more money than her boyfriend. She said that she found the whole concept of what we were doing very exciting. She said that she could really see herself having a house husband and thought that it made a lot of sense for the woman to be the head of the household, particularly if she was the primary breadwinner. She was so sweet and it felt sort of neat to be mentoring this young woman.

The hostess said, “Well, I guess you’ll know a lot more about him by tomorrow.” I told her that we had separate rooms. She seemed surprised and said, “Oh, you’re not sharing a room this weekend?” I told her, ” when establishing a female-led relationship, it is important to set the proper tone with the man from the very beginning. He needs to understand that he must earn each step of advancement into the relationship.” She just said, “That makes sense, I guess.”

When the waitress brought the bill she handed it to me. I reviewed it, added a generous tip, and handed the bill to William to pay. The waitress and the hostess both seemed excited about our arrangement and practically gushed over their service to us all evening.

The way the waitress and hostess treated us all evening seemed to turn William on. We went back to the room and made out for a while. William was in chastity and has not had a release for sometime. I reviewed William’s behavior for that day as he wiped down my shoes and hung up my dress. I listed a few areas in which I wanted him to improve the next day and I informed him that he had earned a chance to draw a slip from the treats and favors basket. I reached in my makeup case and got the envelope with the choices I had selected for him that evening and dump them into the ice bucket in the room. William was very excited thinking that he might choose a chance to come out of his chastity device and have an orgasm. He ended up drawing a slip awarding him time to worship my feet. William always likes to start foot worship sessions with my shoes on so he got my shoes back out of the closet and slipped them on my feet. I read my book while he kissed my shoes and then kissed and massaged my feet. I teased him a little by jabbing my toes into his balls and clamping my feet around his penis cage like I do when I let him come between my feet. He got very turned on and seemed like he could have come through his chastity cage if I kept it up.

 

 

Wife lets obedient husband pick from treat basket

When we got home I added some slips to Williams grab basket that would allow him various forms of release. He had been an especially good boy and obedient husband all day. Since it was near the end of the weekend I knew he would have the following work week during which I could work to get his level of horniness back to where I like it.

William ended up drawing a slip for a chance to masturbate while worshipping my bum. This is always one of his favorites and he got very excited. Before I allowed him to receive his reward, I had him give me a backrub and then kneel at my feet and make a pledge that he would work to maintain his same level of attentiveness and obedience over the next week.

It had been quite a few weeks since Williams last orgasm and he came pretty quickly and quite strongly. Afterward he did that thing I love so much. He snuggled with me like a little boy while he trembled and whimpered for several minutes like a young girl having her first orgasm.