chastity and punishment whippings

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.”