Saturday evening, after we finished watching television, my wife lay on the couch in front of the fireplace. As usual, I stripped off my clothes and kneeled naked on my hands and knees before her. I started massaging and licking her feet and toes, eventually working my way up her legs to her pussy. I spent the next twenty or thirty minutes performing cunnilingus on her. She eventually had a powerful orgasm, at which point she lifted her legs up and back so her knees were bent over her chest. Once she begins to orgasm, I know to quit touching her. I gave her a few moments to recover, after which I gently kissed and stroked her legs and buttocks. Then I silently picked up my clothes and walked up the steps to our bedroom. On this particular evening, she never once touched me, and after we climbed into bed, she simply kissed me goodnight and rolled over. If I were to receive any favors, I would need to wait at least until the morning.
On Sunday morning, I again began working on her feet and toes with my fingers and tongue. Once again, I began working my way up her legs, but this time I knew she expected my tongue to end up on her anus. While my tongue was at work, she began sinking her nails into the base of my scrotum and pulling on my testicles. Knowing I will not be released from my chastity device, I have no choice but to enjoy whatever attention I am receiving. After a few minutes, she began massaging my testicles with her feet. She continued until I experienced a ruined orgasm. I would have thought the orgasm was an accident except that she quit stroking my testicles precisely at the moment semen began pumping out the end of my penis cage. The ruined orgasm left a lot to be desired, and in no way did it substitute for being free of my chastity device and ejaculating inside her vagina.
But my wife had more in store for me. When I entered our bedroom late in the afternoon to clean up before dinner, I was surprised to find her sitting on the edge of our bed next to a large towel and a bowl of water. She informed me that it was time for a shave. I used to receive shaves regularly every month when we still had a chastity agreement, but at this point, she hadn’t shaved me in over a year, and my pubic hair had been at full length for several months. I also hadn’t had sexual intercourse with her for over a year. During that period, I had only received two or three orgasms, all while locked in my chastity device. She had accidentally given them to me by playing with me too long, and she ruined them by stopping just as soon as I started to ejaculate.
She now removed my chastity device and soaked my genitals with a warm, wet washcloth for several minutes before covering them with shaving cream. After a couple of minutes, she began the shave. She always shaves my penis as well as my testicles. Although there is no hair on my penis except near the base, she enjoys pulling the razor blade over my shaft and along the contours of my glans. Plus, shaving my penis ensures it will be extra sensitive when she splashes aftershave on it. But before she does that, she again runs the razor over my genitals in search of any hairs she might have missed. Next she rinses off my genitals and roughly rubs them dry with a towel. By the time she applies the aftershave, my organs are beet red and the skin on my penis is seeping. My wife enjoys seeing me squirm as she slaps and massages the aftershave into me, and any additional attention she might now provide will produce a mix of pleasure and pain.
After the shave, I’m not sure what to expect. She might masturbate me by hand until I have a fantastic orgasm. Or she might masturbate me for several minutes before abruptly stopping and informing me that the session is over. Once in a while, she will climb on top of me and fuck me to an orgasm, or she may stop just short of giving me an orgasm. On this occasion, she climbs on top and begins fucking me. Now I understand that the morning’s ruined orgasm was indeed intentional. She earlier leaked my balls so I will last longer now. As always, I am instructed to lie still without thrusting. If I thrust, she stops. Although she has applied lubricant on me, her vagina seems tight and every stroke is agony for the raw skin on my penis. When I finally ejaculate, she quits humping me and I am relieved that the discomfort has ended. Any sexual relief is secondary in importance.
I am unsure whether my genital shavings and the associated torment are intended as rewards or punishments. I guess she intends them as rewards because she has told me that I no longer receive them regularly because my service hasn’t always been satisfactory. In any case, it is clear she has no intention of allowing me to experience an orgasm without some sort of restriction or discomfort.
Once she dismounts, I am allowed to shower before she reapplies my chastity device. After she finishes securing the device, I am relieved that my penis is once again safely enclosed in its cage where it will be protected from her for the next several weeks or months.