I needed a day trip so yesterday James and I drove to see my friend Ginger. She has been dying for us to visit so she could show off her hubby, who is now pierced and wearing a permanent chastity device.

Over the holidays, she got her hubby pierced and a few weeks later he was installed with a custom made stainless steel chastity device. The device is secured by a lock that works in accordance with his Prince Albert piercing. This particular device makes it impossible to achieve an erection. We were not at Ginger’s place 30 minutes before she had her hubby pull down his panties and show us the device. Ginger is so proud of it as if it is some kind of a major milestone in their femdom marriage, and I guess it is. James was both curious and horrified at the prospect that one day I might require this out of him.

Ginger jumped in and explained that the device could be permanent if she were to ever install it with break-off screws that can be broken off and filed down. However, she sees no reason to go that way. What’s important is that he can’t masturbate or remove it under any circumstances unless she unlocks it. It cannot be manipulated or pulled off like other chastity devices because of the bar that goes through the head of his cock with the Prince Albert piercing. He’s only been in it for 3 weeks but Ginger plans to allow him to remove it once a month for a detailed cleaning, and if he’s a been a good boy, perhaps permitted to masturbate (every other month) before he is locked up again. Ginger is not a fan of prostate milkings, which is what she would have to do if they were to ever make the device totally permanent with break-off screws.

Ginger’s hubby served us lunch and while we enjoyed our dessert the boys went into another room to see if they could get the DL2000 to fit and work with the CB6000. I’m happy to say that they solved the problem. I made James put it on and I allowed Ginger to discipline James with the remote, for old-time’s sake. I think a person likes to know that their Christmas gift is being appreciated and used. So it was only right to allow Ginger to see her gift in action.

However, James got off easy compared to Ginger’s hubby. Ginger explained to me about their new arrangement, with her hubby kneeling beside her, hearing and acknowledging every word. Ginger’s lover Dante has gotten an apartment not too far from their house and he comes over 3 or 4 nights a week to have sex with Ginger. Not only that, but Ginger’s hubby not only has to clean Ginger’s house and cook her dinner and do her laundry, but he also has to clean Dante’s apartment once a week. He even took his car to the car wash and hand washed it one afternoon while Ginger and Dante were at home, having wild sex. Can you imagine that kind of humiliation? To do errands for your wife’s lover while he is making love to her, OMG!

James has been such a wonderful servant in 2013 and deserved to have at least one orgasm. I know he likes to be dominated and humiliated but I felt he deserved some physical pleasure. I wanted to give him a special treat.

I removed his CB3000 and told him to lie on the bed. I removed my bra and I rubbed my breasts over his body. James’ absolute favorite way to have an orgasm is against my breasts. Even before we ever got involved with femdom, when we had intercourse and regular sex, he would often request if he could climax against my soft breasts. So last night I gave him this special treat. I rubbed my breasts against his erection and I gave him permission to have a pleasurable orgasm. He came very quickly and in buckets. I wiped my breasts clean with a towel and then I asked him if he could have another one. So I trapped his cock against my breasts again and told him he had two minutes to try to have another one. He did.

I reminded him it was a special treat and not to expect it again anytime soon. I told him to reinstall the CB300 complete with the Dream Lover. I haven’t set his new denial goal yet but I am thinking he can skip having an orgasm next year.

Ginger feels her hubby has been properly trained by the device and she is ready to take things to a new level. She plans on getting her husband pierced the week between Christmas and New Years and will be installing a more permanent chastity device for long-term wear on him. Her hubby is off that week which will give him time to adjust to the new device before he has to go back to work.

He hasn’t had an orgasm since August 17^th and he is pretty much at his limit. I’ve been teasing him, calling him my little horn-dog as he is noticeably horny and very affectionate from the denial process. I know from experience that any kind of intense D&S play or sexual contact would be setting him up to fail, and I want him to reach my goal of Halloween before he is allowed to climax.

At this point I’m even afraid to allow him to give me a massage as any kind of touch might be too much for him to handle. Just the other day he confessed to having lots of sexual and bizarre dreams. That’s a sure sign that he is desperate for an orgasm. I’ve been trying my best to channel his sexual energy into serving me domestically, assigning him extra chores and housework. I allow him to wear a pair of my panties to give him a little extra thrill when he does the housework but I have to be very careful over these next 10 days.

I also like to think about denying hubby and how he is suffering to please his Mistress. I can’t explain it but knowing that my husband is locked in chastity and completely under my control always makes me very wet.

I’m a dominant women married to a submissive man with lots of BDSM toys at my disposal. I have accumulated over the years an assortment of leather clothing, boots, gloves, corsets, etc. I have whips, crops, canes, paddles, restraints, gags, blindfolds, enema equipment, harnesses, dildos, etc.

But on top of that, I have hubby in chastity with the goal of denying him for longer and longer periods. The two can be in conflict with each other.

Last night is a perfect example. James has been denied since July 6th and my goal was to keep him that way until September 8^th. I could tell he has been very aroused lately, and that’s a good thing as it keeps him focused on me and my needs. James gave me a wonderful full-body massage Thursday night and Friday evening I allowed him to bathe me and dress me before I went out on a night on the town with a girlfriend. James was straining inside his chastity device as his hands touched and fondled my body as he bathed and dressed me.

So last night I decided to have a session with him. I wore a pair of leather thigh-high boots and allowed James to perform boot worship. Then I gave him an over the lap spanking with my hairbrush and the wooden Spencer paddle.

James was leaking pre-cum from inside his CB6000 but he was also flinching and twisting in discomfort as his bottom had not yet fully recovered from the caning he endured last Saturday night. I took it rather easy on him but I paddled him hard enough so that he went totally limp.

Then I decided to take him with a strap-on. Big mistake! I should have known better but James rarely climaxes from strap-on play and he knows to inform me if he thinks he can’t hold back. I bent him over the massage table and made sure his caged cock was not rubbing against the table. I was feeling extra dominant by this time so after I did the latex glove warm-up and penetrated him with the dildo that was snuggly attached to my strap-on harness, I was a little animated and I was slamming him hard, fast and forceful.

I was just starting to really get into it when he warned me that he thought he might climax if I didn’t stop. I was having too much fun so I ordered him to hold back a little longer. Well, no dice. He climaxed which really pissed me off. I kept slamming him and I spanked his ass with my hands very hard at the same time to let him know my displeasure.

James was no good to me the rest of the night. Once he cums like that, he loses his passion. I ordered him to orally pleasure me but it was no good. He was going through the motions and I had lost my edge. He licked me for about five minutes and then I just pushed him away. As a punishment I locked him away in the confinement room for the rest of the night as I watched television all by myself.

He apologized today and begged for forgiveness. Of course I forgive him but I told him that I was going to have to rethink how we do some things. I might have to keep our weekly sessions to discipline and humiliation and eliminate the more intimate acts such as strap-on play. I suppose I could do strap-on in the early weeks of his denial but once he gets to the one month mark, I need to be more careful. Maybe allowing him to give me massages and bathe me is too much for him, yet if I take that away I am denying myself pleasure. Maybe it’s time for a better chastity device, something more permanent. Or maybe I need to break out the Kali’s teeth when he gives me massages and baths. I’m just thinking out loud here.