Wife Coming Home Today

 Mistress comes home today.  As soon as I get up I have my final chores to complete.  I keep my nighty on and spray some perfume on my chest to keep my head spinning with feminine overtones.  One of my tasks in our female-led relationship is that I have to change the sheets weekly.  I strip the bed and put new sheets on the bed.  They have a very strong feminine scent from their last wash.  The scent is a laundry detergent that we jokingly call 'whore juice' due to its powerful smell.

After making the bed, I put the dirty sheets in the wash.  I then fold and put away all of the feminine clothes I wore during the week.  I just happened to wash those in whore juice as well.

Now all I have to do is wait for the time lock app on my phone to reveal the code to the safe so I can take off my chastity device.  If it were up to me, I'd stay locked until Mistress noticed I was locked and told me to unlock, but I don't want to be a pushy bottom.

The code is revealed to me a little after 10AM so I remove my device, and clean and dry it.  I take off my collar and wait for Mitress's plane to arrive so I can pick her up.

It was a good week.  I got to experience some bondage that ended up being more challenging than planned.  Being locked in chastity for 8 days, plugged, feminized, and my nipples raw and sore made for a very horny slave.  Doing chores while in this state, made the work mentally easier and exciting.

Sissy Service

It was a Tuesday night and we were watching TV like we usually do when Mistress hit the pause button. 

She said “I have a surprise for you this Saturday and you know I can’t keep a surprise to myself, so I’m going to tell you now.  But before I do I want you to go put your chastity device.  Once you know what the surprise is you won’t be able to keep your hands off your little cock.”

I was shocked. It’s been along time since mistress talked to me this way. There was no way I wasn’t going to obey. I went and grabbed my most secure chastity device and put it on. I came back to the sofa and handed mistress the key.

She said, “wow, you’re really a desperate little slut aren’t you?”  I blushed and said “yes, Mistress”.

“This Saturday, we’re going to get up and walk the dog like we normally do. When we get back I’m going to go get ready while you make the dog’s breakfast. You will not be eating breakfast or lunch today. Once I’m ready I’m going to Starbucks for breakfast and to read. At 11 o’clock I have a pedicure and manicure appointment. After that I’m going to lunch and have a couple glasses of wine.  I’ll be gone 4-5 hours.”

“While I’m gone you will put your prostate massager in your tight ass. You’ll then put on your heavy steel collar. Then I want you to put on one of your bodysuits.  After that, spray 2 sprays of your slutty perfume on your chest, neck and wrists so the scent is penetrating your brain all day.”

“Once you are all prepared in your sissy uniform you will clean the entire house from top to bottom.  I want the floors vacuumed and scrubbed. I want the sinks and toilet so clean you can eat off them. I want the shower glass and all the mirrors spotless.  Every surface in the house better sparks. I don’t want to find one speck of dust.”

“If you do a good job I’ll let you kneel on the floor and use lotion to massage my newly manicured feet while I read. If you do a poor job you’ll stand nose against the wall holding up a pair of your dirty panties with your nose for an hour and then you’ll correct your mistakes while I supervise.”

“While I’m gone I want you to think about what you’ve become. So desperate for attention that you’ll do absolutely anything I say just to be my sissy servant while I go out and pamper myself.  This isn’t going to be a one time thing either.  We both know you NEED to be treated this way.  This is a great way for me to have more me time, for your submissive brain to be fed and for us to have a clean home.”  

“Well sissy, tell me what you think”. 

I reply, “Mistress you are absolutely correct. I do need this. The more strict you are with me, the more I am under your spell. I hate to admit it but this, but your cruelty and harshness soothes my soul in a way I can’t describe. I can’t wait for this Saturday to come.  Not because I want to spend the day cleaning, but because I don’t want to do that and you’re making me do it. I want to not only make you proud of my cleaning but my willingness to serve you without question.  My goal is to earn more and more harsh treatment.”

I spend the rest of the week straining in my chastity cage. Sleep is difficult because of all of the thoughts that are running through my head.  Mistress teases me and keeps reminding me of Sissy Saturday. Will mistress actually do this to me? I shudder thinking about the possibilities. It truly is the paradox of the submissive male  

A story with some reality

Below is a story of which many of the things written occurred and a few of them are completely fabricated.  I hope you like it. 

Mistress left town on a short trip.  She's only going to be gone for about 40 hours.  She flew out first thing in the morning which means we had to get up at 5am.  Mistress got up before me to start getting ready.  When I got up I immediately noticed my micro chastity device on the bathroom counter.

"Put it on," she said.  You're going to be so busy that you won't have time to touch yourself.  I'll be taking the keys with me."

I was in shock.  It's been years since we have had real D/S and even longer since I had been locked up by her.

I struggled to get into my smallest device with my hard-on but managed to stuff it in and hand the keys to Mistress.

We headed off to the airport.  On the way, we had small talk about everything that we had going on in our vanilla lives.  I pulled up to the terminal and Mistress told me she left instructions on the kitchen counter. She said the future of our Female Led Relationship would be determined by how well I followed instructions.  Before getting out of the car she gave me a deep kiss and patted my chastity device through my pants while giving a look that made my cock swell.

I rushed home to see what was in store for me.  After feeding the dog I found the letter left for me.

#1. Spray your perfume on (heavy).  I know your mind gets weak when you wear that slutty stuff.  I want your mind open and ready.

#2. Put on your heavy cable collar.  You're going to be wearing this a lot more.

#3.  Paint your pinky fingernails with my teal polish.  It will be enough to make you aware but not too much to go out.

#4. Put on some naughty women's underwear and one of your feminine tops that is not obvious and take the dog for a walk.  When this is done go to page 2.

I completed all of the tasks.  At first, I was paranoid about the top I had to wear but it was early and passable so it was no big deal.  

Here are the panty and top that I chose to wear.

On page 2, I read the following.

#4. When you get back, make yourself scrambled eggs for breakfast.  Put them on a plate and set the plate on the floor in front of a mirror.  Put on your pink cuffs and attach your hands behind your back and start eating.  Be careful.  If any egg falls on the floor you must lick it off the floor.  I am doing this to let you see how pathetic you are.  A 50+ year old man that will do this shows me just how much you will do to be treated harshly.  

#5.  After breakfast, I want you to snap your balls 6 times with the large rubber bands.  I will be inspecting for bruises when I get back so make it good. I managed to complete this.  It hurt, but not as bad as I had expected.  I was bruising easier than usual.

#6. Using your pink cuffs and handcuffs I want you to hog-tie yourself in a way that you can get out.  Put the key 15 feet away so you have to squirm to the keys.  Be sure your nipples are clamped for this.  I want your nipples raw.   After putting clover clamps on my nipples,I dropped the keys at one end of the room and locked my ankles together with one pair of cuffs.  I laid on my stomach and locked one cuff on one wrist and looped it through my ankles and closed the other cuff on the other wrist.  I was stuck.  I quickly realized that squirming on my belly wasn't going to work so I rolled onto my side and eventually to my back where I kept my butt raised and inched to the cuffs.  I was unlocked in about 5 minutes, but my thighs were stressed from my keeping my back off the tile.

#6.  Get to work.  You can't play all day.  While inside you will wear only women's clothes. Take out the dog as needed and put on male clothes over your feminine attire.  When you come back fronm waking the dog you have to put on something new and feminine.

#7.  At the top of every even hour (8, 10, 12, 2, 4) set a 5-minute timer and put on one nipple clamp.  After the 5 minutes are up, switch the clamp to the other nipple.  Do this until the top of the hour and take an hour off.

#8. After work go to the store for your shopping list and your dinner.  Wear your body stocking under your clothes.  When you get back, feed the dog and start your blog post.  Once you have the blog post updated get into something skimpy and scrub the bathroom top to bottom.  It had better sparkle or I will make you do it all over and will blister your ass. I don't care how long it takes.

#9.  When you are done, strip put some cuckold porn in your AirPods, tie yourself spreadeagle to the bed.  Set a timer and lie there for 2 hours listening to women getting fucked by men that are not their husbands.  Imagine this happening to you!

#10.  Add some perfume to your skin and go to bed.  Have Sweet Chasity Dreams.  I will text you all further instructions tomorrow.

Subtle Acts

For my recent trip, Mistress gave me the key to unlock my collar.  It's a stainless steel collar and I was concerned about it setting of the metal detector.  The only time it has been off was long enough for me to go through security on my outbound trip.  I forgot about it on my return trip and got through with no issues.

Yesterday I went to lock it on.  Mistress said something to the effect of that she didn't feel it was necessary for it to be locked.  She's right, it doesn't need to be locked on, but the dynamic is so much stronger when it is locked on.  For example.  If it's not locked on, shaving around my neck is so much easier.  It's a pain to have to shave around it, but that difficulty is a very subtle way to remind me of our my place as Mistress' slave.  Another benefit of having it locked on is that I can't 'forget' to put it back on.  In the past, I have tended to drift away from voluntarily wearing my collar.  I could go weeks without wearing it.  Having it locked on, gets me through my insecure and disobedient bouts.  Mistress will take off my collar any time I ask, but I want to be forced to ask and not have that control to make up my own mind about it.  Locking the collar on only take 2 twists of screw embedded in the collar.  Those 2 twist are very minimal and subtle and at the same time very powerful.  The only way I could see having it unlocked if Mistress did it specifically so that she could punish me if I wasn't wearing it.  We could even up the stakes and lock on my super heavy collar in the 2nd picture below.

             

As I was waking up this morning, I felt my collar locked around my neck and a warm rush of feeling owned came over me.  It made me reflect on how very subtle things combine to make a large effect.  Any of of these things by themselves are not a big deal, but when combined, they become very powerful.  Having a tasteful collar locked on.  Wearing a bit of perfume.  Wearing women's deodorant.  Having my toenails painted.  Mistress rubbing and touching parts of my body.  Mistress mentioning when she masturbates.  Having Mistress touch my chastity device.  Sitting to pee.  Wearing panties.  Shaving my body.  Any comment or verbal tease that Mistress can come up with (like asking me when my last orgasm was).  All of these by themselves are no big deal, but added up have an exponential effect on me.  

I know that Mistress not forcing me to lock my collar was intended to be nice, and I appreciate that.  I'm working on helping her overcome her instinct of being a 'good girl' and into being bitchy and mean to me.  In my weird twisted mind, cruelty is caring and intimate, even if it's subtle.

If you enjoy reading this blog, please leave a comment.  Mistress and I enjoy reading the comments, ideas and feedback from our audience.  I will reply to everyone as soon as I can. 

    

Jealous

Over the last few years I have acquired a good selection of BDSM videos that are on my hard drive.  A good number of them were from when I was a member of the Kink.com family of websites.  Now my preference is Femdom videos, but I also saved a good portion of Male Dom, Female to Female, and even some transexual and gay BDSM porn as Mistress sometimes likes to watch those types of videos.

I don't watch these videos often.  Maybe if I or we are traveling, and very rarely at home.  Yesterday was one of those rare days.  I have a Roku video streamer and there is a channel on it that is connected these videos so we can watch them on any of our large screen TV's.  Mistress stepped out to get her nails done and run a couple errands. I was working from home doing some tedious online class for work, so I decided to have some entertainment playing in the background waiting for the online class to progress.  I went into the "all videos" section and decided on the letter P, hoping to find some predicament bondage.

I first watched a couple girls Domme a guy.  It was a lot of boring spanking and ass fucking, so I fast forwarded through much of the video until they made him cum and then made him eat his cum.

Then I watched a very short one where a guy was tied up in a jail cell.  The woman came in and stroked him to orgasm and then kept on stroking until he was begging her to stop.

The next one was a guy locked in chastity.  The only stimulation he gets is his Mistress kneads his balls until he has an orgasm.  After he cums she makes him fuck himself in the ass with a dildo to show his obedience after an orgasm.  That's devious.  

The next one I stumbled across was called Point of No Return.  It's from the Kink.com's Device Bondage.  Now this one is Male Dom which doesn't do it for me as much as Femdom does.  However in this case it did an awful lot for me.  Mainly because of how jealous I was of what this woman had to endure.  Just to be clear, most of what this woman goes through rides a fine line of being too much.  In every scene there are tears, screams, yelling in frustration, hopelessness, fear, pain, humiliation, exposure, degradation and for her, many, many orgasms. 

The first scene is my favorite, mainly because this one would be the easiest for us to duplicate at home.  The scene starts with the woman fully dressed and bent over in a stockade type restraint.  We have one of these in the basement, not exact, but close enough.  She is in heels, a dress, and panties.  I imagine she has been left in this position for some time, to wear her down both physically and mentally.  In this position she is to high to kneel and too low to get any relief for her lower back.  I am certain the heels are adding to her discomfort.  And now I am jealous wishing I could trade places.    

Picture of the stockade in our basement.  

The Dom comes in the room and fondles her for a bit to show her how helpless she really is.  He whips her enough to get her dancing in pain.  He then removes her panties and keeps whipping her.  Not too hard, but certainly not too soft.  After a bit he uses scissors to cut her dress off of her leaving her completely exposed.  Next come the clover style nipple clamps.  But he is extra mean and uses 3 sets of them.  While I would absolutely hate 3 sets, I am again jealous.  

After the clamps are on, he takes a string and ties it from the center of one pair of the nipple clamps and then has her bend her knees.  He then ties the ends of the string to each of her knees.

He then whips her a bit trying to get her to straighten her legs and pull the clamps off.  She resists and keeps her knees bent, so he steps it up.  He grabs a cattle prod and walks behind her.  She can't see it but she can hear it charging.  He tells her to straighten her legs.  She starts crying saying she can't.  He keeps telling her to do it, and gets more and more scared and frustrated.  Since she won't do it herself he tells her she is going to get shocked.  He makes her choose a leg.  

By now, her left leg is shaking uncontrollably.  I am sure there is some fear about it, but mostly being in this position for so long and not being able to change leg position.  Now at this point I am starting to feel real empathy for her.  I hate electricity.  I hate the thought of electric shock.  Even something mild compared to a cattle prod would have me reacting the same way she is reacting.  Electricity is one thing that puts true fear in my heart.  As much as it scares me and I would fight it, I am again jealous of this poor girl.

She eventually picks the right leg and he shocks her hard.  She jumps and one of the clamps gets pulled off of her nipples. She is in agony.  He backs off a bit and lets her regain her composure.  Her legs are still shaking while he strokes her skin.  After a short bit he starts back up and tells her she still needs to straighten her legs.  He tells her if she doesn't, she will get the left leg with the cattle prod.  Of course she begs him not to and he ignores her request.  He zaps her and she pulls the other clamp off.  He immediately puts a Hitachi on her pussy and in no time she has rebounded from the pain and fear.  As he rubs the hitachi on her pussy he takes off and puts back on the clamps, creating a pleasure/pain battle.  She is begging to cum, her legs are shaking, and I am certain her mind is an absolute mess.  What an amazing predicament bondage scenario.  All of that and I am super jealous of her.  

The next scene has her tied like this.

  

He puts suction devices on her nipple, pussy and clit until they are filled with blood and sensitive.  He uses a cane on her body as she screams in pain with tears in her eyes.  Then he gives her the Hitachi treatment again.  She is drooling all over herself while begging to cum.  Eventually he puts a clothespin zipper on her, from her armpits to her toes, while the Hitachi is buzzing her.  He makes her choose decide if she wants the zipper pulled before or after she comes.  She wisely chooses before.  As much as I would hate the zipper, I am jealous of her.

The last scene starts like like this.

She is tied to Sybian vibrating saddle.  She has a corset on. Her arms are bound behind her in a leather arm binder.  She has a very tight posture collar on around her neck.  Her hair is tied to the ceiling keeping her upright and from falling off.  Her feet are tied up and back so that she cannot use her legs to escape from the vibration.  For the next 30+ minutes he vibrates her pussy and clit while alternately whipping her, torturing her nipples and using a plastic sheet to cut off her air supply.  

Through all of this, she has countless orgasms.  Since he doesn't turn off the saddle, she goes from one orgasm to being too sensitive and into another orgasm again and again.  Not being able to have multiple orgasms makes me even more jealous.  All of this was fairly boring to watch, I had to fast forward through a lot of it, but I am certain it was not boring to have to endure.  You can see the look on her face several times as though she is in another world or having an out of body experience.  In the post scene interview he said he stopped the scene because he didn't think she would or could.  Hot!  

I imagine the next day she hurt from dead to toe.  Her feet from her shoes and from being whipped.  Her legs from trying to endure so many strenuous positions.  Her back from being bent over.  Her nipples from being clamped and whipped.  Her pussy and clit from all of the orgasms and vibrations. I also bet every time she thinks of this event she will get very wet and aroused.

Having to endure even one of these scenes let alone 3 on top of each other seems very difficult.  I am extremely turned on imagining myself having to go through something similar and so intense.  Being pushed in such a way that I would seriously consider using my safe-word (during electricity) and either not using it or not being allowed to have one.  Riding the line between torture and ecstasy would be such a mind fuck.  My cock strains against my device just thinking about it.  That made me pretty jealous of this woman and many like her.  

  

Control

Yesterday morning Mistress and I were having early morning sex.  I was in my nighty while we were having sex.  It's pretty hot for me to be in my nighty when when we have sex.  It keeps my mind focused on pleasing her and reinforces my place in our relationship.  After Mistress had a couple orgasms Mistress ordered me to fuck her harder.  I thought this indicated that she was going to let me cum.  As I got close to the edge, I asked Mistress if I could cum.  I was on a perfect pace to fill her up with my cum when she said "no".  I had to stop moving my hips immediately.  She added that she didn't want to screw up her Sunday by having a difficult to deal with slave just because she let me have an orgasm.

Now she's getting it!

I have spent the better part of 6.5 years getting her to recognize the benefits of keeping me denied (Semen Retention).    At the same time she should be getting all the sex she wants from me as it keeps me engaged and helps me build stamina.  Also her pleasure should come first and second to my third.

It had only been a week since my last orgasm and the feeling was fresh in my mind.  All week I have really wanted another orgasm.  I was so ready to cum that I had considered just cumming and dealing with the consequences.  However my mind quickly went to the cage in the basement.  Even though I have only been locked in the cage a few times, it has an effect on my behavior.  I could imagine me spending at least a couple hours in the cage if not longer for an unauthorized orgasm.  I could also imagine other punishments for cumming after being told no.

At this point I realized that Mistress has the most control over me than she ever has.  I like that.  I dress feminine every week day and some weekends if we don't have anything going on.  I wear perfume that Mistress has chosen for me daily (no matter what I am wearing)  I wear my chastity device when told.  I have a collar locked around my neck 24/7 for months at a time unless it needs to come off for medical or security reasons.

While Mistress has more control over me than she ever has, I don't fear her.  I wish I did.  In a D/s context.  If I did, her control would be complete.

I frequently think of purposely disobeying Mistress so that I can be treated badly.  Even this morning I was tempted to edge myself and then confess to it.  I didn't, but I thought about it. I think about skipping my feminine dress one day to see if Mistress will punish me.  I sometimes get snarky, wishing that Mistress would call me out on it and truly punish me.

I fantasize of being punished to the point of truly begging it to stop.  When we play, Mistress will frequently ask me if I've had enough.  At some point I will say yes.  Not because I have hit a limit, but merely because I still have control at that point.  As I think about this am reminded of a quote from another Domme's blog.

So: A true submissive needs to feel they are helplessly under the control of a sadistic dominant. That they have zero power or influence. That is achieved by two things. 

(A) Punishments for infractions have to be truly feared by the sub. This is achieved by not stopping the punishment until the sub is and has been truly begging with all their heart for a few minutes for the punishment to stop. My lifestyle did not click into place until I started doing this 6 or 7 years ago. It is easy to judge when the begging has reached the truly heartfelt, and then you keep going for a while. You will not break or damage him. During the punishment, he will be begging and attempting to have you stop. After it, he will be in awe of you and want to worship you. Bind him so he cannot move, gag him and then apply the punishment. It may only need to be six HARD cane strokes, if he is begging with all his heart after the first. If he has marks on his butt for the rest of the day, he will love that. If the marks last 3 days, he will love it even more.

(B) The true submissive has to undergo things they really do not like. By this, it is reinforced that they have zero power or influence, that they are helplessly under the control of a sadistic dominant.  

All of this being said, we are heading down the right path.  Mistress is kind to me and treats me very well.  I love this.  However a part of me wants to truly fear her.  I want to be scared when I am tied up.  Truly not knowing what is going to happen to me.  I eventually want a true beating.

I want to beg to the point of tears. I want to be afraid that she will do things I don't want to have done to me.  I want her to be able to verbally tell me something and for her words to put fear into my heart.  This concept excites the hell out of me.  I want Mistress have absolute control of me.  

   

Collars, Control and Orgasms

I've worn a collar on and off for the last 6 years.  It's very deniable and looks good, but it really shows when I wear a t-shirt.  People ask about it but no one really gets what it symbolizes.  The one I wear is this one https://wyredslave.com/product/ouroboros-collar-5mm-14-stainless-steel/  Sometimes when I wear it for long periods of time, it seems routine.  Also, Mistress never really comments on it, so I end up with doubts and negative self-talk about wearing the collar.  The result is that I will take it off for long periods of time.  Mistress may notice, but I don't really know as she doesn't mention it.  The other day Mistress told me I needed to be wearing my collar at all times except when bathing.  I keep my body shaved, so being able to remove the collar at will is a nice option.  The problem is it also allows me to remove it when I get insecure.  Since I want to delve deeper into this lifestyle I used the "key" that came with the collar to lock it on.  I then took that key, and taped it into an envelope and sealed it shut.  I gave the envelope to Mistress for her to write on it in her handwriting so that we have a tamper proof way for me to have access to the key if she wishes.  Since it is now locked on, the collar feels different.  The only way it is coming off now is for us to have a discussion.  I like that.

What this also made me realize is that for the last 6 years I have had control over when I wore the collar.  It;s a tiny bit of control, but I hadn't fully relinquished it.  That has made me realize that I tend to do that much more than I realized.  Whether it's wearing feminine items, maintaining my nail polish, doing tasks, following rules, cleaning up my cum with my tongue, I still manage to have some control over the situation.  That makes it hard to truly submit.  So now I will be looking for ways to give up that last bit of control I desperately cling to.  I think a large part of my past disobedience in the past can be tied to me fighting giving up that last tiny bit of control.  I really look forward to giving it up and seeing where that takes us.  As they say, you aren't truly submitting until you are doing things you don't want to do, just to please your Domme.

Lastly, it has been almost a month since I have cum.  The last week has certainly seen my libido increase by leaps and bounds.  Last night while trying to get to sleep I realized that my orgasms are unnecessary.  Sure, I like them, but I have learned to enjoy the lack of them even more.  The chemicals that build up in my system from not cumming.  The constant yearning.  The more deep and dark my fantasies become.  These are all more important to me than having an orgasm.  I think of TV shows and movies where the bad guys give their prisoner or hostage drugs to make them confess or to make them more controllable.  In my case, the drugs are all natural, but they certainly make me easier to control and more agreeable to what Mistress wants.  An orgasm is the only thing that seems to screw that up.  Now while I want to give up a majority of my orgasms, I don't want to give them all up.  You have to know what you are missing to really miss it.  That also doesn't mean I don't want to give up having my cock inside Mistress as much as possible.  In fact I have been reading about ways to train myself to not cum, while giving Mistress as many orgasms as possible, with my cock,  It just involves training myself to slow down and push though the need to cum.  Apparently guys can have an orgasm (or multiple) without ejaculating and the inevitable drop that occurs.  This woman talks about having her husband trained to give her dozens of orgasms with his cock and him not cumming at all for months.  http://flr101.blogspot.com/2016/07/introduction-female-led-relationship-wife-led-marriage-flr-wlm.html

To me that would be the holy grail.

Feeling Slutty

I wanted to write this while my testosterone is still at its morning high.  I'm plugged with my largest plug, pantied, my fingernails are painted clear and my toenails are painted one shade pinker than clear.  Last night Mistress surprised me by making me wear a nighty.  After being in chastity all day and wearing the nighty last night, this morning's tasks have me hyper-sexualized right now.

I have to confess.  As much as I dislike the physical discomfort of chastity, it's more than compensated by what it does to my brain.  I am pretty much a helpless little slut right now even though I am not locked up.  Replaying the last couple times in my brain and how I felt has me very amped up.  I will probably regret what I just wrote, but I can't deny the effects of chastity.

I was so ramped up last night after being told to wear a nighty that I had a hard time going to sleep. I had so many naughty thoughts going through my mind, but most of them were not about my pleasure, they were about Mistress using my for her desires.  I fantasized about her going out with a friend of hers to a swingers club with me locked in a cage at home.

Today's fantasy...
If I didn't have so much to do today I can imagine me sitting here in just a bra and panties. My nipples clamped, the dildo gag in my mouth, a posture collar around my neck, high heels on my feet, restraints locked on my ankles and wrists.  I would be locked in chastity, and instead of a butt plug, Mistress would have me put a dildo on my ass.  Mistress would text me telling me I had to stay like this until she texted me back.  I wouldn't know if it was for how long.  My jaw would ache, my nipples would be on fire.  I would get a text, but it would be her saying she is watching me on cam.  She would tell me to rise up and down on the doldo in my ass.  She would taunt me about what a slut I have become.  She would be saving pics to humiliate me with later.

A couple things that spoke to me this morning.

Confession: this is on my wish list.

Shocking dog collar

Very Hot

 

Today's mood

Instead of posting words, I am posting pics that hit my buttons this morning.

 
 

 

 

 

 
 









Ladies, a gurl told me something very similiar to this once, silly thing…..this made me realise the importance of psychological play in her training……something I’ve embraced with a passion ever since…. the mind is far more powerful than any physical actions… A lesson well learned.

Today's Edge - Maddening Tease

This morning Mistress left the house very early.  That allowed me to edge while in bed.  This morning I edged to the thought of being teased until I am in tears or bargaining away my pride.

I imagine Mistress telling me a couple days in advance how she is going make me wish I never taught her to tease me.  The next day she reminds me I have one day until I will be begging if not crying.

The day of the tease (a Friday) Mistress tells me to get all of the things I need to do done by noon.  At noon I get an email telling me to put on my restraints and to use the small locks to put them on me (she has the keys with her).  I am also told to lock the posture collar around my neck.  She also has me take an assortment of toys to our bedroom.  The hitachi, cock pump, TENS unit, water based and silicone lube, condoms, clothespins, didlo gag, ring gag and various hitting implements.  On her way home from work Mistress tells me to pop a hard on pill as well as another pill we have as she want my inhibitions lowered.  She tells me to get naked and to restrain myself as much as possible in our bed with a blindfold on.

I hear her come home.  She takes her time coming upstairs.  I say hi to her, but she doesn't respond.  She finally comes up to me and kisses me.  She pulls back and tells me to open my mouth.  She puts something in my mouth which I guess to be the dildo gag.  She pulls it back out and tells me to keep my mouth open.  She puts someting in my mouth and immediately the didlo gag goes back in.  She informs me it's the crusty cum filled panties from months ago.  She also informs me I will likely be tied to the bed for the next few hours.  I can get untied any time I want just by not telling her if I am about to cum, but if I don't tell her every time I am about to cum and I actually do cum I will be locked into my chastity device for 30 days without release.  That's plenty of motivation for me.  Mistress then lubes up my cock and strokes me for a short while and then mounts me for her first orgasm.  Once she has that she pulls off and stokes me to the edge.  I mumble through gag that I am close.  She stops and then proceeds to use the dildo gag on my face and the hitachi to give herself another orgasm.  She also happens to squirt all over my face so the blindfold gets soaked and with the gag in my mouth all I can smell is her juices.  Add this to the cum starting to come out of the panties in my mouth and I am feeling pretty debased.  Debased and extremely horny.   Mistress then takes a clothespin and puts it on one of my nipples.  She informs me it will be switched back and forth between my nipples until she is done using me. She then uses something that feels like hair ties to attach the Hitachi to my cock and she puts it on a very low setting.  She leaves the room.  After some time Mistress comes back.  She then uses the vacuum cock pump on me for about 5 minutes and then strokes me to the edge again.  She moves the clothespin to the other nipple and edges me again.  She tells me that I am getting close to the edge too quickly so she slows down her stroking to a medium pace.  I really want her to go faster, but she just keeps it up.  I don't even get close to the edge which is maddening.  At least when I get close to the edge I can feel heightened pleasure., but this is just medium, and frustrating.  She alternates between edging me and going slow and deliberate.  She verbally humiliates me.  She tells me she wants to hear me sucking the cum out of the panties in my mouth. She tells me how she is going to make me beg to stop her to stop teasing me.  She teases me about the naughty clothes she is going to make me wear every night we are at home together.

Mistress then takes the gag out of my mouth.  She asks me questions that she must have found online.  They seem designed to be place suggestive in my mind as well and probing deep into my past.  Due to my horny state and the inhibition lowering pill I took earlier, I answer her in ways that surprise even me.  Mistress continues to stroke me until I am literally thrashing.  She then rolls a condom on my cock and use the Hitachi on me.  She reminds me what will happen if I don't alert her if I am about to cum.  She keeps the hitachi on my cock and each time I tell her I am about to cum she shuts it off.  Instead of her waiting long between edges I notice she is trying to stop just as I start to cum.  She eventually succeeds in ruining my orgasm.  I am so frustrated.  She removes the blindfold off my eyes.  As my eyes adjust, I watch her take a very cum filled condom off my cock and empty into a shot glass.  She proceeds to tell me that is the first one.  She tells me I can drink my cum willingly or she will ruin another one with the Hitachi again in about 20 minutes.  I refuse, she blindfolds me again and she leaves the room.  Sometime later Mistress comes back in the room.  I feel her rub something moist on my lips which at first freaks me out, but then I realize its red wine as I can smell it.  Mistress strokes my cock to get me hard again.  She rolls a condom on my cock and turns the hitachi back on.  She informs me that I will either be drinking my cum, or my cock will end up being swollen and in pain due her continuous ruined orgasms until I comply.  She tells me it would be better to do it now before the shot glass gets any fuller.  She then manages to produce another ruined orgasm, but as soon as my twitching is done she turns the hitachi back on to torture my sensitive cock.  I am screaming and giggling and asks me if I am willing to drink cum to make it stop.  I still refuse.  She removes the blindfold and makes a big presentation of pouring my latest load into the shot glass.  She blindfolds me again and leaves the room, but not before putting the hitachi on my cock on a low setting.

She comes back into the room.  I tell her I am not going to drink cum.  She says "we'll see".  She touches my lips again with something wet.  It's red wine again.  She goes to kiss me and I kiss her back.  She releases a small but of red wine into my mouth which I eagerly drink.  She kisses me again and puts some more red wine in my mouth, but in a split second I realize it's not just red wine.  She managed to get a whole bunch of cum in my mouth and now there was a thick piece of duct tape over my mouth. Mistress says "you don't have to drink it.  You can just hold it in your mouth and enjoy the taste, but I am not taking that tape off for 20 minutes".  I quickly realize what's best for me and swallow it down while it still has some red wine taste to it.  Mistress then lays next to me and uses the hitachi on her self for a couple mind blowing orgagsms.  She then takes the tape off and we chat things out before she unties me.

That is what I edged to this morning.  On my last edge, I stopped stroking, waited about 10 seconds and I felt a spurt left my testicles.  I fought to keep it in, and was surprised about how much came out 5 -10 seconds later.  It was about a tablespoon.  It certainly wasn't an orgasm as it took so long there was no spasms pushing it out after the initial push.  I hate it when that happens, but it did tell me I did get right to the edge.

Today's Edge

Today's edge had me thinking about being collared again by my Mistress, wearing my nighty again tonight and wearing my massive butt plug for 2 hours today per Mistress instructions.  Mistress is getting a little bossier and I love it.  Most of my edging had to do with me thinking about Mistress doing things to push my buttons or to get me to say "no" to one of her demands and my paying the consequences for it.  Very hot in my super horny mind.

Still in a mood...

Last night Mistress tied me spread eagle on the bed.  Within no time I was the edge of cumming from her very magic hand.  She hit my balls several times and they were very full and sensitive.  She also hit the insides of my thighs lightly with some of her evil implements.  What surprised me was how fast I got into subspace.  My head was spinning and I was amazingly horny.  I would have done almost anything she told me to do at that point.  I so wanted to be a humiliated, tortured, and used.  I wanted her fluids all over me.  I wanted to be deep inside her and have her deep inside me.  I wanted to be violated.  She put my cum crusted panties on my face.  I wanted them to be forced in my mouth and tied there.  I wanted her to make me suck on them or lick them until all the cum was out of them.  I wanted her verbally taunt me and tell me what a nasty little cum sucker I was.  I wanted her to flood my mouth with her juices.

Mistress and I did discuss me wearing her collar again.  We discussed her having more control over me since we are now domestic partners.  She also told me I would be wearing a nighty to bed every night this week as well as panties on our vacation next week.   We also discussed me being in chastity for a prolonged period of time as punishment for losing my previous collar.  After Mistress used my cock to give herself a very wet orgasm, she decided to give me an orgasm, a ruined one.  Lucky for me I was able to enjoy about 60-70% of the orgasm before she pulled her hand away.  I don't think I will be that lucky for long as she perfects her technique.

This morning I woke up in my nighty and instantly got a hard on.  It's hard to not wake up in a submissive mood when you spend your night in a nighty or something D/s related.  The funny part is even with a somewhat ruined orgasm, I am still up for all of the things that were running in my head when she had me desperately on the edge.  My head has been spinning in that subspace way for most of the morning.  This morning I edged to the thought of her putting me in heels in our stockade and beating my ass until I safe-worded or beyond.   I also thought about her making me fuck myself in the ass while she masturbated.  I thought about her using my cock every day for her pleasure or to have me use her favorite glass dildo on her while I go without.  I thought about being shackled with the heavy iron leg and wrist shackles while she is at work, or being femme for 24 hours straight.  My last thought before I stopped edging was thinking about having my nipples abused badly by Mistress.

I love my Mistress very, very much.