My hubby has a breast fetish. I found this out when first I caught him staring at mine, and I knew then I would use it against him to control him. It’s been three years, and he’s learned that male orgasm is a privilege he’ll rarely get to experience again. Ejaculation makes a man cocky, so to speak, and while I enjoy seeing a man lose his load, I don’t like the macho hangover afterwards. So I milk my husband. I get to watch him give up his cum, without giving my Hubby the unnecessary pleasure of orgasm.

Hubby is locked in a Lori’s tube most of the time, although I have ceded control of him to Goddess Kali and her stingy teeth when he’s misbehaved seriously. I love watching his cock strain to expand within its confines. In the battle of flesh versus steel, flesh always loses. And watching a cock lose gets me hot. Sexually, I live to see cocks struggle against futility.

No man wants to see his orgasm dribble away, and he’ll fight to keep it in him. It’s my job to see to it that the inevitable happens- that his milk flows out and he’s drained dry to the last drop. Doing this makes sure he knows his place, and he stays horny even though there’s nothing he can do about it. After a man has been deprived of a good ejaculation for a few months, he’ll settle in and accept it. The milk flows easier, in glistening strands.

Two weeks of endless teasing and oral servitude have swollen his balls with a bucket of jism, and they’re dying to shoot it across my boobs. Or down my throat, or up my ass. Whatever he’d like to do with it, it doesn’t matter. His load is mine, and I’m doing what I want to do with it.

This is where the fun is for me, fingering myself as my man struggles to keep his load in- to not lose it in such a humiliating manner for so little reward. I know what he’s thinking- if he can just outlast the vibrator, he can keep his cum and fuck me with it. But there’s no use. The vibrations grow more urgent, more forceful. My large breasts turn him on more and more, and he can’t hold it back much longer. He’s been through it a hundred times, and knows how it will end- with his juices dripping into my bowl, the contents then poured across my toes, and him licking every drop up and back into him. His wasted orgasms are recyclable! They’re distilled back through his mouth and down to his cock again, purer and purer, each time through leaving him hornier and hornier, but unfulfilled.

The dripping begins. First a moist drop at the tip, then a dribble, then a steady flow. After an hour or so, I’ve gotten almost everything. It’s time for a little extra coaxing- in hubby’s case, I usually rub my boobs against his face. As my large breasts smother his face, the last of his will crumbles. He relaxes, under my spell, and the flow picks up again. Each inhalation courses through his body, exiting through his cock with a couple more drops. The milking is complete. Another hard cock bites the dust and slowly shrinks back within the chastity device.

Once I go into the device then within about twenty-four hours I do begin to exhibit changed behaviors. I become very much more attentive to Mistress, my submissive nature is heightened and I become much more service oriented than usual. I become much cuddlier and very much more tactile. i can’t keep my hands off my Mistress and from the moment She awakes to the moment She falls asleep then i want to touch and kiss every inch of Her body, to stroke and tease Her and if She allows it or commands it to please Her sexually until She is completely satiated. i can relax totally into this mode of attentiveness and service because i unconsciously or subconsciously know that i will get no release and that this is not about me, its about the pleasure of my Mistress.

If i pick Mistress up at work then i leap out of the car and passionately kiss Her neck, Her mouth or Her shoulders oblivious to whether or not Her work colleagues are around. My hands roam all over Her body in a frenzy of displaying my utter need for Her touch, a touch that i cannot have. Mistress usually whispers something teasing in my ear at this point and my passion increases, my desire boils until She snaps, “that’s enough”, pats me on the ass and instructs me to drive Her home.

I love the way my Mistress “holds” the key. The key is worn on a neck chain, dangling between the breasts. One of the things that i think you have to enjoy to make the experience pleasurable is the eroticism of sexual torment. To actually be able to process the teasing and feel the shivers running down your spine. To enjoy the feeling of your cock throbbing in the device. To be able to accept a comment from your owner to the effect that maybe if your good you might get out tomorrow or maybe the day after that and smile. To show your owner how horny you are, how much you desire to come out for Her pleasure (and yours) and laugh with Her when She giggles and says “No”. To suffer the erotic torture of maddeningly massive erections as She orders you to pleasure Her with your fingers, mouth, lips and tongue. To come to terms with being denied.

At home i am like a servant, ensuring that Mistress does not, as much as possible, have to lift a finger. I’m trying to work out how to be more like this when i am out of the device because Mistress finds this incredibly arousing from Her point of view. She feels incredibly loved, very wanted and needed. It very much plays to the heart of Her femininity.

Not long after we got married I discovered my husband masturbating. I didn’t t like that; I felt it was a lack of respect and consideration towards me.

As I said this was his last chance to definitely and permanently change his behavior; I would not have tolerated one more fault and, therefore I was not going to take any more risk in believing his false promises. The Lori tube was going to became a permanent device for Ron; I would have decided when he might have a relief.

I established a detailed plan:
– 3 months of continuous wear of the Lori tube without any relief
– 6 months of Lori tube wearing with a relief once a months
– a normal sexual life thereafter but associated with continuous wear of the cage which comes off only for sex.

The aim of the first 3 months without relief is to force is body to get rid of the masturbation habit and make it to get used to long period of abstinence. The following six months are to stabilize the situation, giving him some relief but with long intervals between each one.

Now the first 3 months are over: Ron survived the challenge; he had a wet-dream after 51 days of confinement.

At the end of the period I released him and we had wonderful sex: three times that night and one more the following morning; then he went back to his cage. The Lori tube is really comfortable; Ron’s says that he no longer feels it’s there. It’s not noticeable under street clothing and allows complete freedom of movements.

I also introduced other changes to Ron’s habits; I thought his confinement gave me the chance to make some improvements in his and our life and this would also probably help him to work-out his chastity period.

First of all I shared with him the housework: now he takes care of cleaning the house and the laundry and prepares all of  the meals. His typical day is very full and I don’t think he has much time to think of sex.

 

 

I had been urging my husband to wear the chastity cage more and more, I like him better as a mate when he is locked up. He is so much more agreeable, attentive, and loving, not to mention doing cooking and cleaning. At first all I had to do was to mention I wanted him to put it on, but after a few years I had to give it to him and order him to put it on.

I like him so much better when he is locked up that I started to think how I could have him that way more often and I found the answer about six months ago.

I had him locked up for the past four weeks, and he had been so good, and loving doing everything that I decided to unlock him and give him a release. I never unlock him until he has given me at least one oral orgasm since it’s unlikely that he would last long enough to get me off. If he were bigger maybe, but not at his small size.

I had him strip and lay on the bed and I was riding his face as I often do, and I had taken the key to his chastity lock from around my neck and unlocked his cage. As he was getting me off I was squeezing his balls as I often do to encourage him to work his wonderful tongue harder and he came.

He came without me even touching his little cock. There was quite a big amount, well four weeks worth to be exact, and it was at least twice as much as he used to come. A perfect ruined orgasm!

I lay and relaxed with my pussy still upon his face. After a few minutes I noticed his little cock had deflated. Then I took the chastity cage and slipped on over his cock using some of his come as lube to help. I locked it securely back on.

When dismounted him he asked why I had locked it back on, that I never had before? I simply told him that I wanted to take him to the next level and this is what it was going to take.

Now I know that my husband has not masturbated in the past six months because the only time his little cock has been free is when I have let it out. He has adjusted well to wearing it full time, and only coming once a month. He told me the once a month orgasm is so powerful that is worth the wait, and I am happy to make him wait. However reading on the web about men that regularly go up to three months has me wanting to take him even further.

I figure that if I let him come once a month and it takes him a week to become attentive again that I am losing twelve weeks from him or three months a year. If I only let him out to come once every three months and I lost a week then that would only be four weeks or one month a year.

After all isn’t that what most people get for vacation, about one month a year? If his employer only gives him a month then why should I settle for less?

I hope this encourages to not only lock your man up, but to keep him locked as well.

The best thing of all is that my wife regularly admits that she now enjoys this way of life. She loves having an attentive and loving husband. Her approach to chastity and punishment is interesting and unexpected.

She has decided that I will remain locked up until she decides to allow me to cum, obviously I am expected to behave, be helpful and worship her – that’s a given, but the actual times that I am allowed to cum are for her to decide on a whim. As for whippings, she gives me these as rewards. Which I think is a very clever approach. She knows I love her to whip me, if she were to only whip me as punishment then I would be behaving badly in order to get whipped – and that would go against the whole philosophy. So I get whipped as a reward. And the depending on what I do to deserve the rewards, the greater the whippings will be.

My Goddess also recently told me to buy her some dildos. I bought her a 7 inch, platinum rabbit – as well as a locking mouth gag with dildo extension (for me to wear over my mouth while she fucks my face)

We’re going away, just the two of us for a few nights in 3 weeks time to a very luxurious and expensive health spa. My wife deserves to be pampered and spoiled. She is keeping me locked up until then, and said maybe she’ll let me cum on the last night there. She also warned me that she  doesn’t want me to disturb her relaxation either, and since I won’t be cumming she knows I will want to worship her a lot, therefore when she wants alone time she will leave me in the chastity device. She will lock the penis gag over my mouth, put a pair of her underwear over my nose and lock me in the closet of our luxurious hotel room suite while she goes for a 2 hour beauty treatment, or has a nap. Oh, and before she locks me away she will gave me an extreme whipping so I have something to think about while I’m confined in that closet.

Based on our new chastity lifestyle my Goddess having realized that I am a far better husband when I’m not allowed to cum combined with the fact that a well proportioned dildo can satisfy her better than my little cock, and that we’re not going to be having any more children led her to the following conclusion. She lay in the bath as I knelt next to it occasionally gazing longingly at her professionally groomed pussy, my ass still boasting whip marks from the night before. She smiled sexily and waved goodbye to my rock hard, caged penis as she said these words: “Your cock is now redundant and you’re pussy-whipped.”

 

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This is something that I’ve been trying on my slave (who I used to call my husband in the bad old days) for a few years now, and I’ve really had some good results from it.

Firstly, I’m sure I don’t need to tell you, put your slave in an inescapable chastity belt. Nothing guarantees obedience quite like the knowledge that he can’t even get an erection, much less an orgasm, until you allow it. Now here’s the clever part – instead of a padlock with a key, lock the belt on with a combination lock.

What difference does it make? Well, I find it’s better in three ways.

1) First, and most obvious, there’s no key for him to find! And believe me, if you’ve never seen a man after a couple of months of continuous frustration, he will turn the house upside down to find that key he’s so desperate for, except now there’s no key to find and the combination’s not written down anywhere, so he can’t find that either!

Oh, and if you’re thinking he might get desperate enough to just try every combination until he hits on the right one, here’s the catch. Instead of an ordinary padlock with 3 or 4 numbers, make sure you use one with 6 – that’s one million possible combinations!

And of course, his busy schedule of earning a living, doing all the household chores and keeping me satisfied sexually hardly leaves him enough time to sleep, let alone waste time trying random combinations…

2) Secondly, it increases the level of control you have over him.  With a combination lock, he knows that I could tell him the combination, and grant him the release he’s so desperate for, any time I liked. But still I don’t. Sometimes I even purse my lips as if I’m about to say it out loud. I wish i could describe the frustration and desperation on his face, knowing that I could end his torment in a second if I wanted to – but I don’t!

3) Thirdly, and best of all, it adds another layer of creativity to the process of deciding what he has to do to get out. With a regular padlock, it’s all or nothing – you either let him out or you don’t. With a combination lock, you string the process out, one number at a time. For example, sometimes I say that for each number he has to serve me perfectly for a day, without even the tiniest slip up – and I do mean the tiniest! I find there’s always something I can find fault with, and if he only did it that way because that’s how I wanted it last time, who said life was fair?

Anyway, so eventually he gets his first number – but I don’t tell him where in the sequence it comes. For that, he has to serve me perfectly for a second day. So finally he gets to the point where he knows one number and its position, and the number of possible combinations between him and freedom has gone down from a million to just one hundred thousand!

I used to just string it out like this until he finally had enough number to get the thing off and gets himself off – under my supervision, of course. But lately I’ve devised an even sweeter torture for him. He’s now on a monthly cycle. If he doesn’t get the thing off within a month, too bad – the combination is reset and the whole process starts again. Of course, this involves me cuffing his hands behind his back, or tying him spreadeagled on the bed, and taking off the padlock… just so I can put it straight back on again. Sometimes I like to let his cock stretch out for a teasing session, but mostly I don’t take the belt off at all.

Ladies if you could see his face when it gets near the end of the month and he realizes he’s not going to make it… That’s the time to start being creative, dreaming up other things he can do besides waiting on you hand and foot so that you’ll tell him another number. Things I’ve made him do include eating a large tin of cat food (I’m still experimenting to find which flavors he particularly dislikes!), spending the night naked in our outdoor cage (in the middle of winter, of course), hanging by his wrists overnight… or of course just taking a really savage beating. If you want to be especially cruel, don’t tie him up – just tell him he has to lie there and take it, unless he feels like waiting another month before getting out of his belt!

 

Andy, my stay-at-home husband, has been an obedient and content wearer of a chastity device for several years.

First, my objective was to turn Andy into a weak-willed, spineless worm who I could dominate and force to do my bidding without concern for his feelings. I wanted him as an obedient husband.

I am the one in charge, and I control the consequences if he disobeys. I know that and he knows it too. In giving him orders, I look directly into his eyes, put on a no-nonsense expression on my face, and clearly and crisply tell him what I want him to do.

Andy has ongoing responsibilities in four areas. The first is housekeeping.

I expect him to dust and vacuum the whole house and clean the bathrooms twice a week. Furthermore, every day before I get home he is to scan every room to make sure that everything is in order, beds are made, clothes are put away, and no clutter is left on the furniture.

The second is meal preparation. I expect him to shop for groceries, prepare breakfast and dinner for me, serve the meals, clean the table, and wash and put away the dishes. Each night he also proposes the next day’s menus for my approval.

The third is laundry. He gathers my dirty clothes and then washes, dries and puts them away. He also is in charge of getting the dry cleaning done.

The fourth area is personal services. Examples include giving me manicures and pedicures, assisting me in the bath, moisturizing my skin, shaving my legs, and standing by for whatever else I might require.

I lavish appreciation upon him when he does well. I’ll regularly come up to him, give him a hug and a kiss, and tell him what a great husband he is. However, I do not apologize for keeping his penis confined. He and I both know that he is an addicted masturbator, and that if released out of my supervision, he would regress into this behavior, and as a result, would dissipate the energy that I want him to direct towards doing his household duties and focussing on my needs.

It helps that Andy is very compliant by nature. He says he shows his love by going the extra mile for me in everything he does. He always seems to have a smile on his face, and he beams with pride when I compliment him on his housework. Life is pretty sweet – all because I control his penis.

 

With a Prince Albert Piercing, the male certainly cannot “pull out” of the tube. The new locking device seems as perfect as I have ever seen, and any male locked in this device will remain so until unlocked with the key. We got his newest device, a #7 with hood 2 years ago. I have not allowed him to orgasm since.

As I type this, he is cooking dinner. I am dressed in heels and hose, lipstick and bright red fingernails. (Find out what turns him on and drive him crazy with it) If dinner is to my satisfaction, he will be securely bound (I love tape mummification over shrink wrap, or a spread eagle on the bed, or anything in between) with just his penis sticking out. I will get comfortable and tease his penis for several hours. He is so strung out by now that I never fully grip it, just lightly touch it, and kiss it and tickle it with my nails. If it gets too big, I ice it down, and begin all over again. He is never allowed to cum, and I love to hear him beg and cry, which he does with each teasing. See, I get aroused to no end by knowing he is so frustrated sexually. I just have no desire to end this feeling, each day that passes brings new reasons why he should orgasm, more delicious begging, tears, real honest to goodness tears of frustration, and best of all, a stream of pre cum that never ends. He is like a male stallion dripping and dripping!

In return, I have the best sex life a woman could want. I make him use strap ons sometimes, but more fun is a special gag I found on the internet. Penis on the inside, nice and wide, and penis on the outside, just for me. I enjoy the rides immensely, while he struggles under me just for air! Oral sex whenever I want, back rubs, foot rubs, and best of all, I do not even keep the keys at home. I used to keep the keys at the neighborhood bank in a safe box, and I have since moved 30 miles away from the bank, and the keys remain there. So on weekends I could not unlock him even if I wanted, and ladies, don’t think for a minute that you won’t give in at a weak moment. I would have let him out on more than one occasion if I had the key available. But after the heat of the moment, and despite the best tears he can muster, the key has never been removed from the bank for purposes of sex. I have removed it for periodic cleanings and occasional planned torture tease sessions (as I call them).

Torture tease sessions are held at times that are convenient for me and my whims. I use bondage always, and never ever let him cum. He always starts out thinking this is the time, and ends up with him babbling crying begging and pleading. I get so hot from this I sometimes use his face for hours afterwards. Use your fingernails only. Never or hardly ever put pressure on his organ. Just scratch, kiss, lick and verbally tease. Gag him until you want to hear the wonderful begging, then remove the gag. Ever use a rubber hood? They go crazy in there all day. Just keep teasing away. And do not feel guilty. He asked for the chastity. He thought he could control you and still experience his pleasure! Not so! You have the keys, his is yours completely.

Punishment. Ever spank a man till he cries? It’s time you did, because he will then be afraid of something that you can do to him. I always save up infractions, then tell him when the punishment will be. He is so good after that! He just gushes with obedience. Never go back on your word, at the promised time, get out the paddles and restraints, put him in pantyhose, and never look back. You will know when to stop.

Does he need to cum? Once a year is more than enough. Once every 2 years is better. Never is best! He will leak, his prostate will release enough semen when it needs to. Don’t let him use that to get you to let him cum. By keeping him chaste, he will always be waiting for the next tease, the next chance at a cum. Let him think it is just around the corner. He’s so close, but when you see his boner waving wildly in the air, fucking the air like it was the worlds best pussy, remember these words, “not time yet honey” But soon it will be, just keep trying and you will get there, I promise! In return, the worlds second best husband or boyfriend will be yours! (Mine is the best right now)

When it comes to pleasure for my Mistress Wife, it mostly does not include an orgasm for me. Sex mostly only happens because she allows/initiates it and it does NOT end until she has decided she is completely satisfied. I suppose I do feel an absolute sense of accomplishment by giving my Mistress Wife the pleasure she wants/needs/demands, but I don’t feel as though a get a “gold star” or deserve a blue ribbon for my efforts. I truly do have intense sexual pleasures being witness to and part of the reason my Mistress Wife gets sexual pleasure, and truly is all about her.

While I have always been somewhat “in charge” in my marriage — sexually and otherwise, I have experimented as I have learned more. I have restricted my husbands sexuality in many cases and sexual reward is fairly infrequent and directly connected to compliance and “good” behavior.  I expect some might find this manipulative or out of sync with “equality” in marriage.

Wife led marriage is extremely empowering. Extremely.

Sometimes a wife can wonder if she is giving into a lust for power.

Let’s be honest. It’s pretty nice to be the Queen of the household, to have your husband at your beck and call, to be adored and worshiped, to make the important decisions and not have to explain them to your husband.

But where do you draw the line? How far can you go? Can you go too far in asserting control of you marriage? Are you indulging a lust for power?

This is something that every wife needs to think about because the more you exercise erotic power in your marriage the less your husband will resist you. Given determination and the right technique you can get him to accept almost anything you decide.

My wife and I have came to a point with chastity, that she no longer wants me to go free again. She has completely taken control of my orgasms saying that in 2016 she only it’s planning allowing 2 or 3 orgasms from me.
We graduated to me being permanently “Orgasm Denied” instead. She unlocks me from the cage every now and then and really works me over with everything at her disposal. She has mastered getting me to edge and keeping me there sometimes for long periods of time but always keeps me from going over the edge before locking me back up again. I haven’t had an orgasm in several years but she keeps me very attentive by telling me that some day, maybe, she will let me have an orgasm.

This keeps me aroused for her to no end. I am at her beck and call constantly and I will do anything for her. Our sex life is super amazing now, actually beyond amazing. I literally can’t get enough of her. Just a phone call from her or just thinking about her and I’m throbbing badly for her (heck doing it now just talking about her) and can’t wait to be with her again.

I read the story once of a guy in chastity whose wife kept promising to let him fuck her but for one reason or another it never quite happened for the poor guy.

I am promised nothing. When my wife decides she needs attention she will just tell me to get her magic wand out and use it and or go down on her while we are laying in bed. She has never said maybe tonight or in a week or any other amount of time and I am not allowed to ask. I am OK with this.

I think many wives must be enjoying doing this
My wife has done this to me on many occasions
When asked, she said she enjoys watching my frustration
At least in my case it gradually developed my submissiveness

my wife has done this many times to me. She will lead me to believe I am going to be allowed out and then after her getting her fill she tells me that I took her to far and she just can’t go on right then. Makes it my fault, LOL.

The worst was the last time we went away for an overnighter. We had sex for hours, taking a break now and again, her getting many orgasms, me being allowed to edge. Basically she let me do anything I wanted to her and her to me. The only rule for me was to save my orgasm until the night was about over. Then as it got late she mentioned how hot seeing me in my cage made her and asked me to put it on as it gets her so turned on. After she watched me lock it shut she then says “oh crap I left the key at home” then had me make her cum again as my situation had really turned her on. That night was the worst/best ever.

He should be doing all those things for you even if he is in permanent chastity and knows full well that you have no desire to ever let him out.  Even though I desired the chastity originally, my goal is to reach a state where I want out of chastity, but I’m talked out of it by a loving, yet strict wife and out of my desire to please and not disappoint her, much like what you’ve done with your husband. I find your relationship with him to be truly remarkable and so full of love.

 

 

You seem to have trained your husband so well to please you that you should expect no change in his attitude or behavior even if you give him an orgasm a few times a year. Given what you have told us so far I would think you would be best served to give him this gift as a surprise when it pleases you. He should not expect it nor demand it, but you should let him ask if he wishes. But do make it clear that you expect his focus to remain on you, in other words you come first, second, third….twenty third . And he comes, but comes last.

Katie has reprogrammed Ken’s thinking with the use of a chastity device but with any addiction there is always the temptation as Bob spoke about. So I don’t see any problem continuing to use the device to aid the marriage and Ken seems to agree. I believe it is Katie, who is feeling guilty, or wishing Ken would control himself, but we men are weak to our natural programming.

You also mention that you don’t desire a FLR but you use chastity to get “to reprogram Ken’s thinking that all his passions are directed toward me. I then utilize those passions to get things done, increase my leisure, or to have them released by him pleasuring me.” I think you are pretty close to the same goals of a FLR.

Q: What do you get personally from depriving your husband from what many men think of as their inherent right (namely frequent orgasms)?  Does it make you feel the ultimate in female superiority? Does your husband get a great deal of pleasure out of bringing you pleasure?

A: Thanks for the kind words. I would love to write a book someday about this lifestyle and gear it to young women. That is one of my future goals. If you know of a good publisher, let me know. Now on to your questions.

There is an evolution that takes place within most women as they experiment with this lifestyle. Most women start out timid and unsure about this lifestyle. Then once they begin to overcome their inhibitions and embrace the dominant side of their personality, they begin to love being dominant and controlling. Over time, the Doms appetite grows and she hungers for more control and more power. Denying a man orgasms is a real power rush. Women who practice this lifestyle will eventually learn that a sexually satisfied man is a selfish man but a denied man is an obedient man.

Men are much easier to control and dominate when you deny them orgasms. Plus, it makes the entire FemDom lifestyle more pleasurable for the man if he is denied and sexually frustrated. Once a man climaxes, he experiences a letdown and his enthusiasm to serve the female is greatly diminished. To many submissive men, they love the power exchange of being denied while being forced to pleasure the superior female as often as she demands. As far as I go, I do get excited by the thought of having such total control over my husband that I can eliminate his orgasms. We have a saying around our house, “Sex is for the woman’s pleasure.” We practice it and the denial process makes this a reality.

Does it make me feel the ultimate in Female superiority? Yes but it only works because the submissive man enjoys the power exchange as well. You could never deny a man that wasn’t excited about female supremacy and female domination. I feed off of the submissive male’s excitement and submission. My husband desires to surrender to me and I seize upon his desire and thus I begin to desire it more. I just love the thrill of knowing that my husband would rather give me pleasure than receive pleasure. It makes me feel very powerful and sexual. He has been trained so that his fulfillment is in knowing that I am being fulfilled. I can tell that he is troubled if my moans of ecstasy are not what they normally are. He gets much personal satisfaction in pleasing his Queen, which is how it should be.
Does your wife plan to permanently deny you? Will you ever be allowed to orgasm again? Your question seemed to imply that you are going to be denied for longer than 60 days. I would advise that she allow you a supervised orgasm at least once every two to three months to clean out your plumbing. You will be fine as she denies you for long periods of time. You very well may be able to go months at a time with no health problems. However, if you do experience some discomfort like burning sensations in your penis, then I would recommend that she allow you an occasional orgasm to clean out your plumbing. Sometimes the semen gets trapped in the head of your penis and that is why you may experience an occasional burning sensation.

If your wife is dead set against allowing you a pleasurable orgasm, she may want to do prostate milkings on you on a monthly basis. Many dominant women do this to their husbands so to clean out their plumbing without allowing them the pleasure of an orgasm. The best way to do a prostate orgasm is for her to insert her a latex gloved finger in your anus and to find your prostate gland and to massage it. Done correctly, this will cause you to release built up semen out of your penis. It is like an orgasm, only it is not intense. The semen kind of just flows out in a long stream, instead of shooting out like during an orgasm. If she really wants to deny you pleasure, she can numb your penis and balls with an ice pack before she performs a prostate milking.

I allow my husband occasional orgasms but they are done in humiliating ways and for my entertainment. Perhaps your wife could do that instead of the prostate milkings. Inform her of her options and allow her to decide how she would prefer that you obtain your rare release. I hope this helps you. Your wife is correct in that a denied husband is an obedient husband. A sexually satisfied husband is a lazy husband. Sex is for the woman’s pleasure.

Control was what I needed and her control on me has gripped tighter since we became a proper couple. Yes my dick has been locked for around 2 years now (on and off at 1st), then it was a release every week.

However, since I have moved in my mistress has said she would to see me locked up permanently, only to be removed for cleaning/dr’s visits. She has seen another female supremacist who showed her how to milk me so she proposes that i wont actually get an orgasm again.

I need to be honest and say that as a long term wearer I did find wearing my device tough going in both the practical sense of the word and in my head, now I am used to it, but i get releases around every month. My girlfriend says she wouldn’t have it anyway and she made some mods to me early on which I am happy about as I cant masturbate all the energy is focused on her, which makes her happy and me in turn.

Its been my longest ever time since I orgasmed now 12th April 2008. She said I may as well assume that’s it now as milking is my new form of release and my sex organs are now my mouth, my ass (she trained me to be used up my bum) and like now when we do have sex I do enter my girlfriend, but i wear a strap on (I haven’t actually penetrated my g/f for 18 months with my dick), seems maybe i was destined for this path, whilst its devastating and I don’t know if my mind will cope I am committed to pleasing her, but she does look after her dick and balls they just don’t get used in the conventional sense, any one else on this forum either in long term or permanent like me?

I can understand your feelings. I too am locked up but permanenty. My Mistress will never release me from my cage and the only way I please her is with my tongue or a double ended penis gag. It is total control!

My Mistress has me locked in a lori tube and I am pierced with a heavy PA so I can’t pull out. Thanks for your concern I kinda feel for me too if you want the truth but it makes it easier I have been a long term wearer for a while, this is just the evolution from once a week to once a fortnight to once a month to now total and permanent denial.

Day to day when I am working its fine and when I get home its fine, but the times when your alone and normally you would have a crafty wank can be tough going. Sometimes when we do have sex I am red blooded male and I please her in every way she tells me too, but always I go unsatisfied, and normally after that its a downer, and it gets taken off for cleaning etc, a few hours after that its a bit of a downer too.

However, the benefits of her control over me and me essentially giving up my own urges (which she considers a weakness and selfish) makes my permanent lock-down rewarding. I am still going into permanent and yes its tougher than I though. Milking is frustrating and humiliating but for health reasons its done, locked straight back again, but I do miss even just touching my dick, its a learning curve for me, but I am committed to my owner.

As for our relationship yes its has impacted in a positive way and whilst its frustrating and a major head screw up my priorities are her now and before I thought they were but since she has took away my dick I focus all my time, effort, support & life on her. In return I am allowed out once a week to see friends, occasionally work colleagues and most off all I am owned by a compassionate yet strict Mistress/Girlfriend.

The longest I’ve gone without an orgasm is a little over two months. She keeps letting me out for a time, but then we always go back to it as well, so I think we’re also on the road to permanent chastity. Part of me is very much looking forward to it. I love the sex we have when I’m caged, and she tells me the sex is much better for her too when I’m not distracted by my own pleasure. And in the cage we both notice that I’m more romantic and attentive to her. So everything about going permanent sounds good as long as I can learn to deal with the mental challenge.

 

 

Questioner: I hope you won’t be offended if I ask you to prove to me that you’re a nullo. Just so that our readers will know that there isn’t a fake.

Mark: Sure, no problem. (stands and unbuckles pants and drops them to her ankles, revealing a smooth, shaven crotch with only a thin scar to show where her genitals once were).

Q: Thank you. That’s a remarkable sight.

(laughs and pulls pants back up). Most people think so.

Q: What made you decide to become a nullo?

(pauses). Well, it really wasn’t entirely my decision.

Q: Excuse me?

the idea wasn’t mine. It was my lover’s idea.

Q: Please explain what you mean.

Okay, it’s a long story. You have to understand my relationship with Debbie before you’ll know what happened.

Q: We have plenty of time. Please go on.

Debbie’s was very specific: she was looking for someone to completely dominate and modify to her pleasure. In other word, a slave.

This intrigued me. I had been in a number of B&D scenes and also some S&M, but I found them unsatisfying because they were all temporary. After the fun was over, everybody went on with life as usual.

I was looking for a complete life change. I wanted to meet someone who would be part of my life forever. Someone who would control me and change me at her whim.

Q: In other words, you’re a true masochist.

Oh yes, no doubt about that. I’ve always been totally passive in my sexual relationships.

Anyway, we met and there was instant chemistry. Debbie is a few years older than me and very good looking. Our personalities meshed totally. she’s very dominant.

I went back to her place after drinks and had the best sex of my life. That’s when I knew I was going to be with Debbie for a long, long time.

Q: What sort of things did you two do?

It was very heavy right away. she restrained me and whipped me for quite awhile. she put clamps on my nipples and a ball gag in my mouth. And she hung a ball bag on my sack with some very heavy weights. That bag really bounced around when Debbie fucked me from behind with her strap-on.

Q: Ouch.

(laughs) Yeah, no kidding. At first I didn’t think I could take the pain, but Debbie worked me through it and after awhile I was flying. I was sorry when it was over.

Debbie enjoyed it as much as I did. Afterwards she talked about what kind of a commitment I’d have to make if I wanted to stay with her.

Q: What did she say exactly?

Well, besides agreeing to be her slave in every way, I’d have to be ready to be modified. To have my body modified.

Q: Did she explain what she meant by that?

Not specifically, but I got the general idea. I guessed that something like castration might be part of it.

Q: How did that make you feel?

(laughs) I think it would make any guy a little hesitant.

Q: But it didn’t stop you from agreeing to Debbie’s terms?

No it didn’t. I was totally hooked on the woman. I knew that I was willing to pay any price to be with her.

Anyway, a few days later I moved in with Debbie. she gave me the rules right away: I’d have to be naked at all times while we were indoors, except for a leather dog collar that I could never take off. I had to keep my head shaved. And I had to wear a butt plug except when I needed to take a shit or when we were having sex.

I had to sleep on the floor next to her bed. I ate all my food on the floor, too.

the next day she took me to a piercing parlor where she had my nipples done, and a Prince Albert put into the head of my cock.

Q: heavy stuff.

Yeah, and it got heavier. she used me as a toilet, pissing in my mouth. I had to lick her asshole clean after she took a shit, too. It was all part of a process to break down any sense of individuality I had. After awhile, I wouldn’t hesitate to do anything she asked.

Q: Did the sex get rougher?

Oh God, yeah. she started fisting me every time we had sex. But she really started concentrating on my cock and balls, working them over for hours at a time.

she put pins into the head of my cock and into my sack. she attached clothespins up and down my cock and around my sack. the pain was pretty bad. she had to gag me to keep me from screaming.

Q: When did the idea of nullification come up?

Well, it wasn’t nullification at first. she started talking about how I needed to make a greater commitment to her, to do something to show that I was dedicated to her for life.

When I asked her what she meant, she said that she wanted to take my balls.

Q: How did you respond?

Not very well at first. I told her that I liked being a man and didn’t want to become a eunuch. But she kept at me, and wore me down. she reminded me that I agreed to be modified according to her wishes, and there is what she wanted for me. Anything less would show that I wasn’t really committed to the relationship. And besides, I was a total bottom and didn’t really need my balls.

It took about a week before I agreed to be castrated. But I wasn’t happy about it, believe me.

Q: How did she castrate you?

Debbie had a friend who was into the eunuch scene. One night she came over with her bag of toys, and Debbie told me that this was it. I was gonna lose my nuts then and there.

Q: Did you think of resisting?

I did for a minute, but deep down I knew there was no way. I just didn’t want to lose Debbie. I’d rather lose my balls.

Debbie’s friend restrained me on the living room floor while Debbie videotaped us. she used an elastrator to put a band around my sack.

Q: That must have really hurt.

Hell yeah. It’s liked getting kicked in the balls over and over again. I screamed for her to cut the band off, but she just kept on going, putting more bands on me. I had four bands around my sack when she finished.

I was rolling around on the floor screaming, while Debbie just videotaped me. Eventually, my sack got numb and the pain subsided. I looked between my legs and could see my sack was a dark purple. I knew my balls were dying inside.

Debbie and her friend left the room and turned out the light. I lay there for hours, crying because I was turning into a eunuch and there wasn’t anything I could do about it.

Q: What happened then?

Eventually I fell asleep from exhaustion. then the light switched on and I could see Debbie’s friend kneeling between my legs, touching my sack. I heard her tell Debbie that my balls were dead.

Q: How did Debbie react?

Very pleased. she bent down and felt around my sack. she said that it felt cold.

Debbie’s friend told me that I needed to keep the bands on. she said that eventually my balls and sack would dry up and fall off. I just nodded. What else could I do at that point?

Q: Did it happen just like Debbie’s friend said?

Yeah, a week or so later my package just fell off. Debbie put it in a jar of alcohol to preserve it. It’s on the table next to her bed.

Q: How did things go after that?

Debbie was really loving to me. she kept saying how proud she was of me, how grateful that I had made the commitment to her. she even let me sleep in her bed.

Q: What about the sex?

We waited awhile after my castration, and then took it easy until I was completely healed. At first I was able to get hard, but as the weeks went by my erections began to disappear.

That pleased Debbie. she liked fucking me and feeling my limp cock. It made her dominance over me even greater.

Q: Wshen did she start talking about making you a nullo?

A couple of months after she took my nuts. Our sex had gotten to be just as rough as before the castration. she really got off on torturing my cock. then she started saying stuff like, “Why do you even need that anymore?”

That freaked me out. I always thought that she might someday take my balls, but I never imagined that she’d go all the way. I told her that I wanted to keep my dick.

Q: How did she react to that?

At first she didn’t say much. But she kept pushing. Debbie said I would look so nice being smooth between my legs. she said my dick was small and never got hard anymore, so what was the point of having it.

But I still resisted. I wanted to keep my cock. I felt like I wouldn’t be a man anymore without it.

Q: So how did she get you to agree?

She didn’t. She took it against my will.

Q: How did that happen?

We were having sex in the basement, and I was tied up and bent over the wooden bench as she fucked me. then I heard the doorbell ring. Debbie answered it, and she brought a lesbian doctor into the room.

At first I couldn’t see anything because of the way I was tied. But then I felt these hands lift me up and put me on my back. And I could see it was Debbie’s friend, the woman who took my nuts.

Q: How did you react?

I started screaming and crying, but the lesbian doctor just gagged me. the two of them dragged me to the other side of the room where they tied me spread eagled on the floor.

Debbie’s friend snaked a catheter up my dick, and gave me a shot to numb my crotch. I was grateful for that, at least. I remember how bad it hurt to lose my balls.

Q: What was Debbie doing at the time?

she was kneeling next to me talking quietly. she said I’d be happy that they were doing this. That it would make our relationship better. That kind of calmed me down. I thought, “Well, maybe it won’t be so bad.”

Q: How long did the penectomy take?

It took awhile. Some of the penis is inside the body, so she had to dig inside to get all of it. there was a lot of stitching up and stuff. she put my cock in the same jar with my balls. You can even see the Prince Albert sticking out of the head.

then they made me a new pisshole. It’s between my asshole and where my sack used to be. So now I have to squat to piss.

Q: What has life been like since you were nullified?

After I got over the surgery and my anger, things got better. When I healed up, I began to like my smooth look. Debbie brought friends over and they all admired it, saying how pretty I looked. It made me feel good that Debbie was proud of me.

Q: Do you have any sexual feeling anymore?

Yes, my prostate still responds when Debbie fucks me or uses the buttplug. And my nipples are quite sensitive. If Debbie plays with them while fucking me, I have a kind of orgasm. It’s hard to describe, but it’s definitely an orgasm.

Sometimes Debbie says she’s gonna have my prostate and nipples removed, but she’s just kidding around. she’s happy with what she’s done to me.

Q: So are you glad Debbie had you nullified?

Well, I wouldn’t say I’m glad. If I could, I’d like to have my cock and balls back. But I know that I’m a nullo forever. So I’m making the best of it.

Debbie and I are very happy. I know that she’ll take care of me and we’ll be together always. I guess losing my manhood was worth it to make that happen for us.