If there is one thing that drains a marriage of passion, it’s a husband’s masturbation habit. He should be retaining semen for the benefit of the relationship and recognize that you have the right to be involved with what he’s doing in private as it directly effects you. To me this habit is close to adultery in what it does to a marriage.

One thing is paramount: masturbation must stop. You need to take an interest and monitor this. Your marriage must be built upon honesty. If he’ll lie to you about this, then there is a whole lot of work that needs to be done before you even consider this road. Just like alcoholics have a sponsor, you need to be his masturbation sponsor. He needs to be accountable to you, and call you if he has a problem. If there is an infraction, I expect him to call my secretary and tell her he as a problem at home that needs my attention, and she’ll give me a message. He should know there is an immediate consequence for that infraction, and I know how much he dreads making that call. We’ll address the issue when I get home and deliver the appropriate consequence

Also he needs to be honest with porn viewing. Porn viewing is a waste of his valuable time and energy. Energy that should be channeled into more productive avenues. And of course, it’s a powerful stimulus that leads to masturbation. You need to learn how to check his browsing history on his computer. That alone will let you see what’s going through his head. Let him know that he shouldn’t be ashamed then delete his history. My husband knows that he needs to confess any porn that he happens upon on the net. He knows he needs to leave the site immediately and lingering brings consequences. If he doesn’t come to me and confess immediately, and I find it in his browsing history, the consequences will be far more severe. Really, he’s been quite good about this. If he has been compliant, I’m fine with giving permission for 15 minutes of free computer time once in awhile.

I hadn’t realized how central this habit was to his life until we started this. With appropriate consequences, he has gone from 30-60 times a month to 0 times a month. He also has the desire to abstain as he knows I expect the Bellagio water show when he releases, and he doesn’t want to disappoint. In addition, his daily passion for me verifies that he’s not depleted. So when I allow him an ejaculation, I always comment on how impressed I am at his orgasmic expression demonstrating my appreciation for what he’s accomplished. This functions as a positive reinforcer for his abstention behavior and further builds compliance with the no masturbation rule in the household.

Sometimes we as women would rather not know, and just ignore this issue, but we do it at the peril of our relationship. Then we wonder why he’s not aroused by or interested in us. I told him at the beginning of this journey in a very endearing loving manner I was going to break him. And in less than a year he has come to accept that ejaculation at the end of intercourse is optional, rare, and not a given. Masturbation for him has now been completely abolished. He now realizes that ejaculation happens only through me. Eventually, masturbation will become just a distant memory. It really can’t be any other way. I know too much to just standby and let him damage our relationship.

Separate beds might have sufficed, but I decided that we should have separate bedrooms.  This arrangement has many advantages.  I initially put him in another room simply because his raging erections were constant throughout the night poking at me, hoping for attention; needless to say, I wasn’t getting any sleep.   Now his room is located conveniently next to the kitchen where many of his household duties lay.  I have the master bedroom, and it serves as a nice retreat with a spa room adjoining my bedroom.

My husband is the best massage therapist I’ve experienced. So, it’s nice to have a nice foot bath with foot massage in a reclining chair and then move to the massage table where he gives a deep massage with oil, and then moves to the hot and cold stone massage.  After it’s over I lie on the table and meditate with salt lamps and meditation music while he turns down my room.  I get in bed, and he arrives with a pitcher of ice cold water and pours my evening water glass, asks if there’s anything else, and if he can be excused.  I then read for a bit before going to sleep while he cleans up the spa room.

With semen retention, my husband nearly always yearns for me.  I have found that sleeping apart allows us both a better night’s rest.  A semen retaining male is just going to be more amorous, hoping, yearning for some attention.  I think retaining males need a whole separate room.  I like him to be completely detached from me at night.  Personally, I don’t think separate beds in one room would work for us.  I need to have that space.  I don’t need to hear him humping his pillow at 4 in the morning in his sleep.  If you don’t have a spare bedroom, and you don’t have children, he could set up a little bed in the laundry room or maybe a pantry, not the living room or kitchen.  Somewhere where he can have his own mostly private space would be more appropriate.

Aside from amorous retaining males, I think the whole concept of a marriage bed breeds contempt for each other.  If you’re not going to be having intercourse, a couple should not be in bed together.  The only time I’m in bed horizontal with my husband is when I need his services.  This is just sound behavioral science.  It’s very rare that we have sex in my bedroom as this is reserved for a special treat, and it keeps my sheets clean.   Intercourse always takes place in his room.   Now, with separate rooms, when I lay beside him, I’m a stimulus which causes arousal and sexual stimulation.

When I enter my husband’s room, and he removes my clothes, his heart starts racing in anticipation.  This is just one modification that we’ve made since he started retaining that has made the times when we do have contact even more passionate.  When I walk away after sex, he wants badly for me to stay longer.  That’s the way a man should feel about his wife.

The weather has cooled down again and I have changed my mind about letting elliot out of his chastity cage. Much as I enjoyed my “ride” the other day, the fact of the matter is that elliot’s little cock out of its cage is far too distracting for elliot.

As I have remarked to Mady my maid, men are very simple creatures. Creatures of impulse. While I am quite certain that elliot would never ejaculate without my permission, I noticed him touching himself several times when he was out of his cage and thought I was not looking. Plus, because it has been several weeks since he was last allowed to come, he kept having unwanted erections. Even when Mady was exercising him, his little cock would be hard as a rock.

The best thing about his chasitity cage is it desensitizes his cock. Not only does it physically prevent his unwanted (at least by me) erections, it also also isolates his little penis from the stimulations men find so distracting. That, in turn, means that elliot is more productive at work and far more attentive to my needs.

Being in his cage also makes him a much more obedient and considerate lover. Yesterday afternoon, after he had been locked up, I took him upstairs for a few minutes of oral pleasure after lunch. He knows I never want his cock in the afternoon but, that message is made all the more clear when he is in his cage. I have to admit I thoroughly enjoy being able to lie back on my bed, slip off my panties and have a lovely man expertly lick and suck my pussy until I send him to his corner while I finish. Over the years I have become quite private about my own orgasms. I don’t mind if he hears my sighs give way to moans; but I don’t want him watching. And, of course, unless I unlock him before he starts, he knows his only focus is to be my pleasure. Which he is very, very good at. All the more so because he knows that my pleasure is his most basic duty as my submissive husband.

Philosophically, I am inclined to think the world would be a much better place if men had their desires completely curbed and controlled by the women they love. There is no reason a man needs to come more than a few times a year. In fact, honestly, really well-controlled male sexuality is a hugely creative force. Since elliot has been caged he has been much more productive and has managed to keep me more than sexually satisfied. Plus, of course, he has been required to service Mady. Of course he is a bit crazed with sexual frustration; but that means he works harder and is much more obedient and docile.

I may yet let him out of his little cock cage in the heat of the summer. After all, I want him disciplined not uncomfortable; but, then again, I may not. What I may do is swap his current soft silicon cage for a metal chastity cage to match his ball stretcher. I suspect that would be cooler, if a little more obvious in swimming trunks.

So much to think about. But at least elliot’s little cock is out of the way.

I used to have a similar problem until it was finally corrected. The first thing my Mistress did was to make me masterbate in front of her until I came. Yelling at me for disrespecting her and disobeying her the entire time. When it became difficult for me to stay aroused from being yelled at she begin seriuosly teasing me about how pathetic I was. Trust me, that whole thing was awful, and I never want to have to do that again. She also forbid me from wearing my cage. She knew for me that was the worst punishment of all since I do love to be horny all the time, but also knew I needed to be ” reset” as I was obviously out of control. The second thing she did after that was to forbid me from serving her. No chores, none or the little things I love doing for her. For me this was even worse then the first thing. God i felt awful. After a week of that I was begging her for another chance to please lock me and to please allow me to serve her and do my chores again etc. Only after I gave her my word of honor I would not bother her while she was sleeping did she permit me these gifts. I rarely bother her now, and IMMEDIATELY stop when told to on those rare occuances. The only reason I still do from time to time is sometimes she allows me to help her to orgasm. But I can count the times that has happened on one hand.

My husband hates being locked in his belt, so keeping him in line is easy for me – if he disobeys me in any way I postpone his release and he has to endure at least another week of chastity.
Generally I like him touching me and servicing me with his tongue although at times it only increases his frustration. As far as touching himself, the belt doesn’t really allow it, again it just seems that is increases his frustration to arouse himself in any way, but that’s his problem. It’s good to be the boss!

Once we married, i did occasionally fuck Her, but i was still never good at it. i still always felt like a fraud, and She still never had an orgasm that way. She still depended upon my oral skills for satisfaction. So after a few years, she instead made me into Her full time, 24/7 slave in every way. Not long afterwards, She decided that i wouldn’t ever be allowed to fuck Her again, and would only be required to make Her cum orally. But within another few years, She decided that i just wasn’t enough of a real man to be allowed to have any manner of sexual contact with Her, nor with any Woman, ever again, for the rest of my life. And the only way i would ever be allowed to cum, for the rest of my life, was by jerking off.

Yet all else aside, my Mistress-Wife would probably never allow me to have another orgasm, for the rest of my life. But in reality, She finds if i get too horny, i’m just too distracted to serve Her with the full attention She requires. Yet, if i’m allowed to cum too much, i grow too apathetic to serve Her with the anxious enthusiasm She deserves. She therefore requires me to jerk off exactly twice a week – no more, and no less – at exactly the times She specifies.

In any case, the irony of my situation never escapes me. i continually marvel at it. i was hoping that marriage would be my savior; that i’d have A beautiful, sexy Wife who would want me to fuck Her whenever i felt like it, and i’d never have to jerk off again. But instead, by my marrying this gorgeous, sexy Woman, it has condemned me to being exactly the jerk-off i feared ending up as. Even more so, it has insured that i will never have any sort of sexual contact with A Woman, ever again, for the rest of my life; and i will spend the rest of my life as the complete and total jerk-off i always feared being.

I like the idea of being put in chastity by a woman that has no interest in sex but who likes the idea of preventing me from doing it, or who would require me to have permission to do it.

Hi im not a virgin but have been locked and unlocked for past year without sex iv been told by kh ill never have sex again from jan 1 ill be locked for a whole year i kinda miss sex but want to please my kh more so sex is a thing of the past for me

The short answer is that at the start of the year I decided Subbie was only allowed a handful of orgasms for the year. As you probably know I prefer him locked and frustrated and constantly craving my pussy.

For the first few months I was spacing his orgasms out evenly and everything was going to plan… but, at the end of May we snuck away to Bali for a dirty weekend retreat (he was unlocked, drunk and partying literally all weekend) and he used up all of his 2016 allocation in the one weekend !!

So now he’s locked until Christmas Eve !!

Celebrating Subbies longest ever lock up today. My previous best was 47 days and today is day 48 of his current cycle so I’m very proud of myself at the moment. There’s still a long way to go … Christmas Eve is still 140 days away but I’m confident that we’ll get there.

How did we celebrate?? Of course I had a massive screaming orgasm sitting in a chair with him on his knees worshipping my pussy. So, so, so good!!

Subbie woke up extra horny this morning and I woke up with his hands all over me. Only one thing for that I thought !! I told him “No” and sent him out of the bedroom to get me a coffee, “…but pass me my buzzy before you go !” ???

I wasn’t completely cruel when he got back with the coffee I did let him eat my sloppy pussy.

Coffee in bed and two morning orgasms for me… and a leaking cock locked up tight in his cage for him. Not a bad start to a Sunday.

Subbie got an edging with one of my small vibrators tonight to celebrate day 50.

I had already used his mouth earlier in the day to get myself off; so I said to him that “we’d just concentrate on him for awhile”. I had him hold the vibe against his cage while he sucked on my nipples. But … when he was about 75% of the way there I took it off him and used it on myself myself – I thought it was a nice touch for him to go from a nice build up to absolutely nothing while I received the pleasure !!

I edged myself with the small vibe but it wasn’t really enough to really (throw me) over the edge…so I took advantage of his tongue, my big vibe and a 10″ black dildo to finish me off (with a little squirt that he got to clean up).

After we got back from dinner and climbed into bed I pushed Subbie down between my legs for my first orgasm of the day. He had me at the Big O in no time at all !!

He was unlocked from earlier, and he was as hard as a rock so I told him just to slip into me …. and “fuck me as hard” as he could but “NO CUMMING !!” (his next orgasm is still at least 5 months away).

After a good 20 mins of edging him with my pussy I grabbed my vibrator, rolled over onto my stomach, and buzzed out my second orgasm while he ate my ass from behind (that was a very strong orgasm).

I fell asleep contented and relaxed… He fell asleep hard and frustrated.

Was told “…Pussy off limits to you tonight … but you can play with my nipples while I fall asleep”

I decided to cum tonight with just my vibrator while he snuggled into me … no touching allowed for him … just the pleasure of listening to my body (but I did suck on his finger while I climaxed)

I put him on his knees in the shower and gave him a big hosing down … and while his mouth was on my clit I enjoyed a pretty strong orgasm. Sometimes his tongue really hits the spot … especially after some piss fun

In 2016 I will be an unforgiving, strict and demanding Dominate and Keyholder. I will not tolerate ‘topping from the bottom’ and I will severely punish, without remorse, any and all behaviour which I deem as unacceptable.

“If you won’t too” isn’t going to be a part of my vocabulary.

I understand my submissive has sexual desires and ideas; but I will dismiss any suggestions and advances that don’t interest me with a firm NO. After I say NO there will be no further debate.

I will tease him, edge him, frustrate him and most importantly deny him to ensure his sexual arousal is maintained at its peak level.

Throughout the year I will enjoy limitless orgasms, affection, praise and pleasure while limiting his full orgasm tally to less than 9 for the full year.

Of course the Locksmith can change the rules of the game anytime she wants.

I will wear the regular cage 24/7 and keep to a healthy cleaning routine. The teasing, edging and denial will ensure I’m always at a sexual peak; however if Mistress requests 24 or 48 hours of “quiet time” I will change to the smaller cage without complaint or protest.

I will be grateful for any ruined or caged orgasms that are gifted to me in addition to the maximum of 9 full orgasms for the year.

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I have so much freedom to come and go, spend money while he stays at home cleaning house they tell me. In the beginning Becky felt this way. The only thing I can tell them is to enjoy your freedom, enjoy being a woman, and enjoy a way of life that your mother could never have imagined. In modern marriages with submissive men there are new rules. It is now the men who must ask for money or for permission to come and go.

The men want you to celebrate your freedom as mistress wives who rule them. And yes, while these submissive men want your love they also need to be ruled by you.

What Becky and I have in common is that we treasure our husbands, and we expect their active obedience. Active obedience means different things to various people. For me active obedience means a husband who is attentive, who listens, and does as told without back talking.

As strange as it may sound to many people John enjoys cleaning house. He finds the routine comforting. While away John missed bringing me coffee in the morning. He missed performing all of the routine services he does for me.

If you are alone with your guy call him to your presence. Have him remove your shoes, and ask him if he would like to kiss your feet.
As he kisses your feet tell him where to place his tongue. Tell him that just for a few minutes you want him to be your foot slave, and watch his face light up. Of course your grammar school teacher would not approve, but then what is the harm.

Is it kinky for a man to wait for his wife on his knees. It is a little more kinky for him to remove her shoes and kiss her feet. It is even more kinky for her to have him lick the souls of her shoes clean with his tongue.

‘I get to go out with friends while my husband stays home with the children’ she told me. She told me that she loves her husband and children, but there are times when she misses the freedom of being a single girl.

One or twice a month she goes out with the single people from her work place. On those evening she loves dancing with and flirting with men. Yes, like me she is a terrible flirt. On occasion she has even kissed a guy good night she told me. The self imposed rule is that she doesn’t go home with anyone.

She takes a taxi or Huber home. Her husband, she tells me, waits for her on his knees. She then allows him to take her shoes off, and kiss her feet as they talk about her adventures of the evening.

In our own family I love to listen when Becky talks with her husband. For a young wife she is very direct with him. ‘I want you to do such and such’ she will tell him. ‘Yes ma’am’ he generally responds. As a submissive type of personality I suspect he likes it when a woman tells him what to do in a direct and firm fashion. I know that he likes to thinks of him self as her servant or help mate. With John and I Becky has no hesitation of showing how well she controls him.

In a femdom marriage a husband more or less becomes the property of his mistress wife. His obedience is complete as humanly possible, and in many ways thinks of him self as her slave. The other aspect is that men in femdom relationships want the lady in their life to think of them as slaves. They love it when she refers to him as her slave or servant and otherwise talks to them like he is a subservient being of some type.

At a restaurant she will generally inquire as to what he would like to order. She, however, must approve of it. She will also do most of the ordering for him. If the portion is too large she will insist on a take out bag. None of this requires any of her time.

Thank you for taking the time to write about protocols. Like you, my wife thinks they are very important too. Every morning I wait kneeling naked in the worship position for her with her underwear in my outstretched hands, waiting to dress her and for her to inspect my chastity cage. I am just so proud to serve her! Her punishment protocols are very similar to yours, though she will always wear casual clothes so that the situation is not sexualized. After each stroke I have to say ‘One (etc), Thank you Mistress. Please may I have the next one.’ This helps me keep focused and takes my mind as much as possible off the stinging. The best bit is after she has finished (obviously!) when I kneel in front of her and hug her waist. She talks soothingly but authoritatively to me and will wipe away any tears as I gaze lovingly up at her. It sounds counter-intuitive but it is moments like these that make us the closest and most loving couple in the world. I don’t get punished very often now because she has trained me so well, but sometimes I miss not being punished on a regular basis.

There are many advantages for a relationship when the wife of the house is leading in the marriage. Some of these advantages include ample time to plan and think about where the family is headed. The Dominant Wife will always make sure that what needs to be done in their homes is done at the right time. Since she is already aware of all the work that needs to be done in order to keep her house running she always ensures that jobs are done well. Women are good at juggling lots of tasks at once, unlike men who are always focused on a particular task. In a wife led marriage, the wife decides what is important for her man to do at any given time and after the wife has ordered the work to be done, she always ensures that it is done in the right manner. The Wife should be strict when controlling Her family. When the wife comes to a disagreement with her husband, there is a need to discipline the man. If a guy fails to clean up the rooms as ordered by his wife, he should not be surprised if his wife punishes him. Recent research proved that the majority of men who want a wife led marriage have the need for their wife to control their lives. In our modern world, many women are out earning their way on their own. A Wife led marriage ensures the streamline making of decisions by the wife. It empowers the wife in making decisions and it brings order and predictability to the marriage. It solves issues that the couple may have. A wife who is leading in a marriage always assesses her own failures and strengths in an honest manner. Many wives have the final word in decision making since many Women are great leaders with or without the training. Training cannot make a man be a good leader. A Wife led marriage is where the wife makes decision for the whole family including the husband in a balanced approach that both the wife and her husband have agreed upon to be their lifestyle. Women involved in a Wife led marriage know how to control the outcome even when things go wrong and they are never terrified of any failure. If the wife and her husband are very honest to each other, they will both agree that the wife is the best equipped person to fulfill the role of a leader in the house. A Wife led marriage means that the wife will be responsible for all major decisions in the household. A Wife led marriage helps the men to get over their current socialization.

In a Female controlled relationship the domestic chores are almost always done by the male.

The Female will often make the decision early on in the relationship that the man is to do all the house chores. Sometimes the man will offer to do all house cleaning in the beginning. At other times it will just naturally happen as the man will already know this is his role.

Domestic chores often mean the cleaning of the house, washing, ironing, cooking, gardening and more. The Female may set out a list of everything that needs to be done each week and the male must have everything completed or suffer discipline.

For most couples the issue of the domestic chores is minor and often sorted out early in the relationship. The Female should find little or no resistance from the mal;e when it comes to the domestic chores in a Female led relationship.

It is well known that men love to do domestic chores for a dominant Female. The man will often make it clear early in the relationship that he really wants to serve by doing all the domestic chores around the house. The woman may decide it is a good idea to dress the man up as a sissy maid when he is doing the house cleaning. She may even invite her friends around to admire her well trained sissy maid husband.

Women love a man that knows how to clean the house and do a good job of the cleaning. Do not wait for your wife to ask you to do the domestic chores. Women love a man that knows his place and is wanting to serve and obey in the area of domestic chores.

Often the woman will set a series of rules and regulations for the man to follow. It is sometimes a good idea for the rules to be written down and posted on the wall.

The control of the finances is another important issue in a Female controlled relationship and often the Woman will have full control over the finances and the earnings of the male. However, in some Female controlled relationships the finances are jointly under the control of both partners. It will be a matter for each couple to come to an agreement on this early in the relationship.

Generally the domestic chores become the role of the man. He will be required to do all the house cleaning and chores. That may involve washing and ironing the clothes, doing the dishes, cleaning the toilet and bath, and other cleaning in the house. The woman may set out a roster of weekly chores for the man to do each week.

Another area of the relationship may have to do with social activities. The Female will often be the sole decider of all social activities. For example, if going to watch the movies the Female will decide what movie to watch, what seat to sit in and what snacks to eat and drink.

Discipline is another important part of the Female controlled relationship. For some couples the Female may administer verbal discipline. But other Women may also use physical discipline as part of the training. Obedience on the part of the male is the foundation of such a relationship. Different women will have different expectations on how obedient the man should become. Any breach of obedience is often met with very strict discipline.

As more couples engage and embrace a Female controlled relationship they are understanding the positives of such a relationship. Other couples who observe this are also moving towards a Female controlled relationship.

here’s the chores that Mistress expects to be completed automatically, without mention:

laundry…washing, folding, hanging, putting clothes away and ironing
cooking all meals
errands
shopping
coffee, tea, water, cocktails and wine…Her glass must never be empty
paying bills
keeping O/our home neat (i don’t do house cleaning, W/we have a service)
keeping the kitchen clean and loading and unloading the dishwasher
personal assistance…keeping Her calendar, answering phones, etc.
bathing Mistress and shampooing Her hair
shaving Mistresses’ pussy
carrying anything that Mistress needs…Her brief case, planner, computer, etc.

I do the cooking,cleaning,washing clothes putting away,pick up around house clean the table it cant be messy at all.
i must service my KH anytime she wants even if im tired and want to go to bed
there have been many times i had to perform oral and just roll over an go to sleep after.i am to keep her sex toys clean and lube ready for her to use anytime she wants to

if i am good slave boy she may let me out once every 3 months to either have pentratied sex or masterbate and then lock back up

I do work full time. I cook dinner about 4 times during the week and I am also responsible for breakfast and dinner on weekends. I have to cook whatever she provides, about once per month I get to go to the store with her and pick out a few things I would like to have for the pantry. As you may already know I have no money to go by myself. I also keep the cars clean, clean the pool, do all laundry, vacuum and mop the house.

I do laundry, cleaning, cooking meals, running errands. I serve coffee and fetch whatever Mistress needs in the house.

What helped for our chores is that we got wipe clean weekly planner board – it has a list of the standard chores that need done every day, and each day has an extra – dusting, hoovering, laundry, clean bathroom etc. At the end of each day Mistress writes the points She awards for that day up: 1 for crap, 2 for acceptable, 3 for excellent. At the moment I need 14 points to be allowed an orgasm at the weekend. As I have one day off a week, I need to score some excellents every week.

I have a full time job so sometimes, it’s hard to be motivated, especially when I know I’ve blown it for a week. But I suppose that’s what the flogger is for.

As I’m on holiday for the week, it’s great, I’ve got time to be a good househusband at the moment.

i have done many of the same things in service to a Woman. All of the domestic chores were part of my responsibilities, although i was not a live-in slave. i was also used by one Woman i served to do things at Her parents’ house – cleaning, etc. and wash their cars periodically. They thought She did these things so She started to be the “favorite daughter” because She was the one who helped them out so much. i always found that interesting and gratifying because She could reap benefits without doing any of the work, just as it should be in my estimation.

Currently, i am trying to promote the ideas of Female Supremacy and what it means to live as a male who believes in and supports the idea that Women are superior to men.

An FLR is not a sexual relationship. It is a lead and follow relationship. That is, as the leader of the relationship, you, as a woman, should be getting anything and everything you want. Only then, should you feel the need to reward your submissive with sexual favors that he wants, whether they be kinky or not.

Men, if you are not willing to give up your right to make decisions, to choose what you do and don’t do, on a daily basis, to turn over total control of your families finances to your wife, then you are not submissive at all. Being sexually submissive is NOT the same as being submissive to your partner in all things.

If you, as a man, want to be denied an orgasm for months at a time, then you must be willing to do anything to get that. Yes, I said “ANYTHING!” A true submissive will be rewarded for serving unselfishly. That means, if you expect no reward for your service to your partner and you serve her without complaint, then you deserve to be rewarded. That reward may, or may not, be sexual in nature, but it will be fulfilling. So serve your wife (Mistress) without seeking reward!

The mistress will peg me until I spill, and chastise me for being so weak and out of control. By that time Im feeling like warm bowl of watery Jello. Ill agree with anything she says. (Good she doesnt ask for a new car or expensive jewelry)

I’ve noticed that as soon as the belt goes on she becomes far more ‘aloof’. It is almost as if I stop being her husband and start becoming a ‘sex slave’. She will allow me to give her back rubs / massages, but I’m most definitely NOT expected to play with her tits or her pussy without her prior permission. Also I’m expected to give her a ‘chaste’ peck on the cheek rather than a ‘full-on’ French kiss.

I can’t say that I see a big change in her once my device goes on, since it’s always on. Well, at least for the past year and a half it has. I mean…it comes off when she wants access or for periodic cleanings, but it’s pretty much on 24/7. I noticed a big change when we first started down this path, but there was more involved than simply male chastity. It was an entire lifestyle change for us to a 24/7 female led marriage.

Mistress does not always use corporal punishment as it can blur the lines between play and punishment, but she does not hesitate to use it if she feels it’s necessary and it’s always effective. I can’t say that I enjoy being strapped down and being whipped or caned beyond my pain limit with no warm up and often no rest or recovery period between strokes, but afterwards, when I’m released and calming down and feeling remorseful for what I did to deserve that, I feel an incredible closeness to her and just want to hold her and tell her that I’m sorry and that I won’t do it again.

Funny that you mention the kissing thing. She does exactly the same thing. Often, she just lets me kiss her on the forehead rather than the lips, but when SHE decides to, she’s a wonderful kisser. Yesterday, she was leaving for a 2 night trip for work. I was in the driveway telling her goodbye and she grabbed me by the hair and pulled me close to her face, grabbed me by the balls with the other hand, whispered “stay tight” and gave me a very deep, passionate kiss. She then pushed me away and got into her convertible and drove off.

I enjoy the frustration immensely. The CB just enhances that frustration. I think she enjoys the level of control that it gives her…..not only in the bedroom, but 24/7. No obligation on her part. No guilt for not reciprocating the energy that I put into pleasing her and the realization of how close it brings us.

The entire female dominance and male chastity thing is the best thing that has EVER happened to my marriage….period.

My wife controls everything whilst i’m under lock and key, Her tits and pussy belong to her and she controls my access to them, and she also controls my cock.
i guess thats the way it should be

Same for me. I’m locked 24/7 and haven’t come in 2 months. Take this morning, a nice cuddle then my wife tells me to get up and make the breakfast. I noticed as I got out of bed that she glanced to check my cock was straining inside its cage.

A little ritual we are fond of: On leaving the home, she will litely slap my cheek, I hold her hands, kiss one, then her lips and we say, together, “I accept”, a reminder of who we are to each other.

Have him cook and serve your dinner and remain either standing or kneeling by your side while you eat it. Have only your dishes on the table while you do this. When you are completely finished, he may begin dishing up his food and eating it. For fun you may try allowing him to eat from a dish on the floor.

My most memorable punishment was a caning. was administered by a woman who was pure evil. in hindsight, it was pretty much a non-consentual beating. live and learn, we did discuss and agree to the severity of the caning, i just didnt realize that what i considered intense could be considered mild by someone else. she was just brutal, and i agreed to an intense beating that turned out to be 10 times more intense than i was prepared for. when asked how i liked it afterward, i said it was way more than i was expecting, she looked shocked and said she “totally held back on me”. was a very bloody caning and the bruises lasted a long time, but it was still my most memorable punishment.

Mistress came home quite agitated, as I attempted to inquire what the matter was, I was slapped across the face and told to get my ass to the bench where she literally beat the shit out of me. It lasted almost an hour and left me bleeding and in tears!
We evolved from a few hours of chastity to 24/7 since about 2 years now. And I’ve never been happier. I must say that my wife loves cuddling, kissing, lots of fondling and attention but she doesn’t have the urge to have sexual intercourse frequently. So having a hubby locked 24/7 for long stretches of time don’t bother her. On the contrary, as all mistresses here know, keep us hubbies from orgasm and you’ll get lots more attention. If I’m out of the belt I usually couldn’t control myself. It started out with watching some porn on Internet, getting aroused and masturbate. Feeling guilty afterwards, but next day or sometimes hours later I went at it again.

Now my wife keeps me in my belt for 1 or 2 months before granting me a full orgasm. We discovered ruined orgasms at about the same time I switched to the Neosteel belt and 24/7 wearing.

My lovely wife now has acquired the art of “milking” me by submitting me to two or three consecutive ruined orgasms every two to three weeks. It is terribly frustrating for me but it does relieve me of some of the built up pressure but keeps me on my toes because the sexual urge and tension remains present. And keeps me tuned to my wife’s more romantic urges.

We agreed that you could try to achieve total chastity with technical means (the belts) but you need more than that. We think that 100 % chastity can only be reached by a combination of a CB and psychology. The sub who wants to be chaste has to turn the switch between his/her ears…stop thinking about how to escape your chastity but live and enjoy it and help your mistress by indicating where the weak spots remain so she can help you keeping chaste. Don’t hunt for orgasms but hunt for the satisfaction of pleasing your mistress by offering her your chastity. She will give you so much in return.

My wife now took complete possession of my penis. A few weeks ago I just handed over symbolically my penis to my wife. This means that in my mind I don’t have a penis any more. It’s my wife’s possession; I just carry it with me. So for me it’s only minimal touching any more, even when I’m not belted (which happens less and less). Usually for cleaning only.

Considering my penis, and of course anything it produces (spunk) as my wife’s exclusive possession helps me to mentally control myself for reaching 100 % chastity. If I feel that I’m on the edge of loosing control I immediately tell my wife and she will help me by keeping me from getting more aroused, if necessary restraining me until I calm down again or granting me a ruined orgasm to release some of the pressure. But that is only as a last resort.

We also agreed that my wife doesn’t tell me any more when I might expect an orgasm, not even a ruined one any more. I just have to wait and be surprised. I know I will still get a full orgasm from time to time but not if it will be in one, two three months or maybe tomorrow…

In the meantime I will of course take excellent care and be very mindful of my wife’s sexual needs. But I will stay belted and only use my fingers, tongue, and dildo’s and vibrators to satisfy her. Hoping that if I’m a real good hubby I might get some release with a ruined orgasm and every now and than a real orgasm.

I’ve been caned quite a few times. Mistress says that the cane is one of her favorite implements. I was quite thrilled when our dog chewed one up, but it was soon replaced.

I will say that it hurts quite a lot. I can USUALLY hold my position with no restraints for a crop, but no chance for a cane. I will say that I do enjoy pain to a certain extent, so it can be difficult to use it effectively as punishment, but when the cane comes out, there’s no question that I’m in trouble. It just hurts like hell.

I’ve never been brought to tears from it, but I’ve come close twice. The infraction that caused those two canings will NEVER be repeated.

SO, I guess I can say that I have a real love / hate relationship with the cane. I hate the feeling of it, but I LOVE the level of control that it gives her.

When it comes to actual punishment, which I often get for kissing, or touching, uninvited, when I’ve been disobedient or disrespectful she has a schooling whip which is a four foot long very thin fibre-glass cane with a chord tail on the end, and she makes me bend over for it, and hits really hard, and the chord whips round and cuts deep in my flanks, and I really know I’ve been punished by the time she has finished. Thankfully I am well behaved most of the time, so I don’t get punished very often. Mistress keeps a “black book”, and makes a note of any bad behaviour, and then fetches it out to “settle my account”, when she is in the mood to punish me.

When practicing Femdom both my wife and I accept that I am to do all the cleaning and all the cooking. In fact I am to do anything she says. That there is no nagging, she orders me, she does not ask, I am to obey immediately. Every evening after work I prepare dinner and clean up. I also plan the meals and order groceries. Many evenings I then work through a list of household cleaning chores that Mistress defines, as she relaxes. I only relax if she is happy with the house and allows me to do so. The only time she might do housework is if she wants to. This is what I would expect in a Femdom relationship.

How many of you submissive men are expected to do all the housework?

How many of you dominant women demand this of their men?

I am expected to do a lot of the housework, and most of the cooking; She wishes that I was available to do all the chores.

I did a lot of the housework & cooking because it had to be done. My wife would ask me & I usually would do as she requested. I only slept 6 hours at night.

I told her that my fantasy was to be made to be her sex slave. That I would be obligated to give her sexual pleasure any time, any where, and in any manner that she demanded. For my part as the slave, I could only receive sexual pleasure when she gave me permission and that I would have to obey her or be punished. We continued to hold each other for some time, then both fell asleep. The next morning life went on as usual and I had forgotten about telling her the story.

About three months later, the day before my birthday as we were going to bed, she handed me a present. It was a small box, beautifully wrapped with no card. As she handed it to me, she said that she had decided to give me a present a little early. I unwrapped the box and there was a box a hot wax for hair removal. I looked at it quizzically and then she spoke.

She said that she had been doing a lot of thinking since we last had sex, and decided that it would be real fun to have a slave, so if I was still interested, that she love to be my goddess. Well, I enthusiastically agreed. I told her that I didn’t understand what the wax was for though.

She just smiled and then she told me that to be her slave would mean that she was no longer going to consider me a full man, just a service object. She said that this really wouldn’t take too much imagination, since my penis was so small. She informed me that the reason we didn’t have sex more often was that making love to a dick that was only 3 1/2 inches long when hard, just wasn’t worth the effort. The wax she said was to remind me of my loss of masculine status and that we were going to start our adventure in a master / slave relationship by having all my body hair waxed off tonight.

We went out to the dining room and I saw that while I had been in the bathroom getting ready for bed, that she had been busy. Candles were lit around the dining room and there was a pillow on one end of the table. The table was covered in towels. She took the wax and put it into the microwave as she told me to climb up on the table. She tied my arms and legs to the four legs of the table. Now, completely vulnerable, with my cock fully erect and coming up to the top of my pubic hair, she asked me again if I really wanted to do this. I pleaded with her to please allow me to be her slave. Ok, she said, but remember later on that you did this voluntarily.

The wax was applied to my legs, chest and underarms. Then she got a pair of scissors and trimmed by pubes down to about ¼ inch and coated this area with wax also. Slowly, the wax was removed. Later I was made to turn over and my back side was waxed, and finally I had to kneel with my head down and the last bits of hair removed from around my recutm. I stood up and she asked me to feel how the new me felt. It felt really different, I was so smooth. She asked me what I though and I told her that I just loved the way being her slave felt.

She then had me service her orally. After she had experienced 3 or 4 orgasms, she asked me if I would like to enter her. I said YES. She said that that was too bad, since it would not be permitted. She also told me that I was no longer allowed to masturbate without her permission. She asked me if I was very horney and would like to relieve myslef. I again said that I would.

She reminded me that I needed to ask permission, so I said to her “may I please masturbate so that I can relieve myslef?”, to which she responded “no” it is time for sleep.

Sometime in the middle of the night, I was so horny from seeing her come so many times that I could not stand it anymore and went into the bathroom to relieve myself. Well, I guess I made a little too much noise, because the next thing I knew as I was mid stroke in barged my wife. She told me that it was pretty obvious I had not taken seriously her demands that I get permission first. She told me that I now had two choices, both of which had consequences.

We could forget about my being her slave and also forget about having anything to do with her sexually again, or she would put a chastity device on me that would keep me from being able to masturbate or have sex until she removed it. I thought for a minute or two and chose the chastity device. I had fantasized about being made to wear one for quite a long time, and now my dream was about to come true.

The next day, my birthday, I came home from work and there was my darling wife. She asked me to service her orally, which I did. Then she asked me if I remembered that I was going to be getting a chastity device. I answered “How could I forget” somewhat sarcastically. She asked me if I had masturbated while I was at work, which I replied that I had not. She then informed me that it was time to get my device and I was to get in the car.

She drove to a medical building and parked. We went up the elevator to the office of a Dr. Chris Rudkin, Urologist. The receptionist asked if she could help us, and my wife replied that I was here for my appointment with Dr. Rudkin for his chastity device installation. I could have died from embarrassment as several people in the waiting room stared at me. The receptionist went right along with registering me as though nothing were out of the ordinary. I took a seat and tried to hide myself in a magazine.

Soon I was called back and my wife came with me. As soon as I got to the exam room, the nurse told me to remove all of my clothing. I asked if I could please have a gown, to which the nurse replied that there was no need, everyone in the office had seen naked men before. I took off my clothing and sat on the exam table. The nurse took my blood pressure and temperature and asked the usual questions about drug allergies, etc. Then she had me lay down and took a ruler out and measured my penis. She smiled a bit and told me that I had just set an office record, that at 1 inch flaccid, I had the smallest penis they had seen. She asked me how big when I was erect and told me not to lie. I told her 3 1/2 inches and she said that I had just set a second office record.

A few minutes later there was a knock on the door and in walked a very beautiful blond woman. She introduced herself as Dr. Rudkin. She looked at my wife and asked if she was sure that she wanted me to have the kind of device they had spoken about. My wife responded that last night I couldn’t even a couple of hours without masturbating even after she had expressly forbidden me from doing this. Dr. Rudkin then said that male often had difficulty controlling their sexual urges unless they are properly forced into submission. Dr. Rudkin asked me if the procedure that was going to take place had been explained. There was no doubt from the way she said this that there was no question as to “If” the procedure of placing the device would take place. I told Dr. Rudkin that all I knew was that I would have to wear a chastity device, but I had no idea of any more specifics.

Dr. Rudkin explained that there were many devices that could be used, but that the most effective was an internal one. Unfortunately there were very few men who could wear these as anyone with an erect penis length of about 4 1/2 to 5 inches was too big for this method. Dr. Rudkin said that if there was ever a candidate for this type of device it was I.

She explained that the device was very simple. She would insert a rod with a large ball at one end down my urethra. She would make an incision between my legs behind the scrotum where the end of the rod would be pulled out. The ball on the end of the rod would prevent the one end from going down my penis. The rod would be pulled so that my penis would be pulled inside my body and a lock attached between my legs through a cross hole in the rod so that it could not be removed.

She explained that once the device was installed, erections would no longer be possible, hence eliminating the possibility of my having sex or masturbating. If my wife decided to give me sex or allow me the privilege of masturbating, all she had to do was to unlock the lock and slide the rod out of my penis and I could function as normal, then Dr. Rudkin said “almost”.

She explained that once the hole was cut into my urethra, all urine and semen would be leaving my body through this new hole, not out the end of my penis as I had always been used to. She said that if we ever wanted me to father a child, the procedure was completely reversible by just removing the rod and sewing up the opening. Otherwise, I would from this point forward have to urinate while seated only and that when I did ejaculate, it would be a good idea to make suitable arrangements for my semen exiting via a different path.

Dr. Rudkin explained that if this type of device were put on a man with a larger penis, the first thing that would happen once they started to become aroused was that they would damage themselves and rupture the involuntary muscles of the penis. This could result in gangrene and the subsequent removal of the penis or death. Dr. Rudkin explained that in my case, these were not concerns since I was so small that there would be no difficulty performing the procedure on me.

Dr. Rudkin said that because this was a very specialized procedure, useful on so few men because of the size limitation, if my wife agreed, she would invite the entire staff in to watch so that it could be used as a training example. My wife readily agreed. I was now beyond mortified. What had I gotten myself into, but I was determined to be my wife’s slave and was very excited about wearing a chastity device.

Dr. Rudkin called her staff in, who were all women. She described the procedure as a simple urethral transection posterior to the scrotum to provide resectioning and restraint of the abductor penile muscles and associated facia. Dr. Rudkin complemented my wife on her through job of preping me for the operation. My informed the good Dr. that this was not a prep job, but that I was no longer going to be wearing body hair since I was really not a male anymore.

Dr. Rudkin asked my wife what depiliation method had been employed, to which my wife responded “waxing”. Dr. Rudkin said that she could recommend a good dermatologist for when my wife decided to remove my hair on a permanent basis. I was now very curious about this doctor, so I asked her if chastity device installation was a specialty of hers. She responded that all urologists do a few of them, she seemed to get 2 or 3 a month, but did not perform and internal restraint like what she was doing on me but every couple of years. She said that more and more wives were having enforced chastity done to their husbands for a number of reasons, but that it still was not all that common.

Dr. Rudkin said that it was time to begin my procedure. How do you like that, having an act performed on you which will completely change your life referred to as “your procedure”. Dr. Rudkin started injecting my pubic area with anesthetic, Then she started scrubbing the area in preparation for performing the surgery.

Finally, she removed a stepped rod from its sterile container. She explained that the size a urethra could be stretched to was an individual thing, and that it was completely independent of how long a penis was. I turned out to have a fairly large urethra, so I guess something about my penis is at least approaching average size. The doctor then requested a 6 mm rod, which she lubricated with sterile lube and inserted into my penis.

I really couldn’t feel a thing. Then I felt some pressure as the incision was made. The doctor used the rod so that the incision had no chance of penetrating up into my prostate or other organs. The rod was withdrawn form my penis, and the Doctor started to cauterize the incision so that the edges would heal quickly. Next she took the actual chastity kit which had rods of several diameters.

She explained that she wanted to insert the largest rod she could so that urine would not be running up the end of my urethra. I felt as she inserted a 7 mm rod with about a 1/2 inch diameter ball on the end I felt as the doctor continued to push as the ball reached the end of my penis to drive my penis inside my body. I finally heard a click as the lock was installed. There was a cheer from the staff. The Dr. explained that they had all had their husbands put into chastity devices for control and they were always very happy to see another male under control.

I went home and my wife asked me if I liked my birthday present. I responded by hugging closely and kissing her deeply. I said that it was the greatest birthday present I have ever had.

Tonight my wife asked me how I was enjoying being her slave. I told her that it was beyond my greatest dreams or fantasies. She asked me if there was anything I would change about my situation if I could. I responded that the only thing I really did not like was having to wax all my body hair each month to keep myself smooth. My wife asked me if I wanted to grow the hair back, which I responded absolutely not, I love being all smooth. If I had hair, I would be too much like an unmodified and untrained man. My wife asked me what I wanted to do.

When I told her that I thought it was time to make an appointment with the dermatologist so that I could start getting laser treatments to permanently remove the hair so that we would never again be bothered by it, my wife just looked at me and smiled. She gave me a big hug and said “I love you”.