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She’s Serious

Posted by JonMustWait on December 8, 2015
Posted in: Male Chastity, Tease/Orgasm Denial. Tagged: , , , , , . 4 comments

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So, ML’s post let the cat out of the bag and it has now turned into the elephant in the room – I won’t be having an orgasm in 2016. Honestly, that sounds a hell of a lot worse than “I won’t have an orgasm for a year,” and I’m not quite sure why that is. Maybe because it’s so definite, so final… and it also says nothing of when my next orgasm will be…. Ok, I’m going to stop right there before I start putting more ideas into My Lady’s head. 🙂

Now that this is going to be a reality, I can’t help but think back to how we got this far. I can vividly remember one of the first few conversations ML and I had about our goals for chastity and orgasm denial. My goal was to eventually be made to go a year with an orgasm; ML wasn’t so ambitious. When I asked her if it would ever be a possibility, first she answered, “I don’t know.” Then, following a good pestering from me, she said, “Probably not.”

I’ll admit, I was a little disappointed. I wondered what it would be like to be that desperate, so needy after a year of no orgasms, and what it would feel like to finally have one. But I also understood where she was coming from. We hadn’t even started practicing yet, we were still working out the details (so to speak). Looking at an entire year of denial wasn’t just putting the cart before the horse, it was filling up the cart before even buying a horse. I was just happy that we were communicating honestly and openly, and we were willing to try this together.

I never expected ML to get as far as even considering a year denial for me. It was always one of those “what if” fantasies, but it grew less and less important as our sex life got more and more amazing. Little did I know that My Lady was building up her tolerance for denying me.

Now it seems like my fantasy will come true. And, to be honest, it’s not a “be careful what you wish for” situation – I’m very excited to try this! I know there will be times where I hate it and I want it to end, but I love being sexually controlled by My Lady. Also, being insanely horny, almost constantly turned on, and desperate to cum pretty much all day every day is an AMAZING experience that I wouldn’t trade for anything.

Although, nine months from now, I might feel differently about that and be willing to trade it for a nice good hard orgasm. 🙂

The Morning After

Posted by JonMustWait on December 4, 2015
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After a late night of teasing me and edging me over and over without mercy, My Lady was still not through torturing me.

(By the way, if you haven’t seen her post yet, click on that link… seriously, there is an AMAZING picture of ML’s tits posted there!)

ML once again took advantage of my unlockedness to tease me in the morning… from the very moment I woke up, in fact. She was stroking me, pushing me to yet another frustrating edge. After the edging from the night before, I was beginning to feel like I couldn’t handle any more. My body wanted to cum… my cock NEEDED to cum…. but My Lady wouldn’t allow it.

ML gave me three more edges before it came time for me to head to work. But she wasn’t done with me yet.

One thing I truly appreciate is the level of trust ML and I share in our chastity relationship. ML knows how devoted I am to being a “good boy” for her, so she feels comfortable leaving me unlocked if she is not directly with me – if it suits her needs, which it certainly did today.

ML instructed me to make sure that my cock stayed hard for the entire ride to work, which just happens to last about an hour or so. “Squeeze it, stroke it, do whatever you have to do,” she told me. So I ended up having to play with my cock for the next hour while I drove to work, desperate to cum but not allowed to. When I texted ML that I had gotten to work safely, she demanded three edges from me before I locked myself back up. I had to wait until about a half hour into my shift before I could stuff my poor teased cock back into its cage.

These edges are really driving me crazy! I do enjoy when ML touches me and teases me because it feels so fucking good, but eventually the frustration of being stimulated so much without orgasm begins to be too much. This, of course, is when ML enjoys asserting her control and forcing me to endure even more. I truly do want the teasing to stop at that point, whether she lets me cum or not. But I want it to be her choice – under her control – more than I want it to just happen. So I keep taking as much as she gives me.

What choice do I have?

Absence Makes the Cock Grow Fonder

Posted by JonMustWait on November 21, 2015
Posted in: Male Chastity, Wife Led Marriage. Tagged: , , , , , , . 2 comments

There was an excellent comment on my last post that was absolutely spot on, and perfectly describes one of the best things about male chastity.

chastityfemdom writes:

now that we have PIV so much less, when it happens (or rather when Mistress R lets it happen) we both enjoy it a lot more than we used to, when it was just an ‘everyday’ thing. Guy’s who don’t live this way really don’t appreciate how good it feels to be inside a nice wet pussy, or how it feels to hear ‘I want you to cum inside me’.

Thanks for the comment, Rob! And yes, I 100% agree with you!

When I’ve been locked up for a good amount of time, the feeling of My Lady’s warm wet pussy squeezing and gripping my hard cock is just fucking amazing. That’s not to say it doesn’t always feel great – because it does – but it’s a little extra special when I’ve been denied for so long.

It’s almost like tasting your first dessert after you’ve been on a strict diet for weeks. Sure, a brownie is a nice treat no matter what day of the week you eat it, but it’s beyond delicious if you haven’t had one for quite some time.

So, yes, male chastity is about submission and control and all of those things we talk about… but one of the bonuses of male chastity is that first taste of sex when you’ve been on a “pussy diet” for so long.

“Sex” For Us

Posted by JonMustWait on November 19, 2015
Posted in: Male Chastity, Wife Led Marriage. Tagged: , , , , . 4 comments

I ran across this article on Yahoo and it started me thinking that ML and I must seem like a huge outlier. I mean, we are probably as content as we’ve ever been in our marriage, and we very often – in fact, regularly – go more than a week without having sex.

Then again, that’s by design. In fact, our chastity lifestyle has caused us to redefine what “sex” is for us. Of course, PIV-intercourse counts, but there is so much more that we do that ends up making the whole “cock & pussy” thing almost a minimal part of our sex life.

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Damn fucking good, but still minimal.

Take this morning, for example. ML and I woke up a little late, so we were rushing around a little bit getting me ready for work… but I still had time to kneel in front of her to show my submission to her. And she uses that time to tease me with her beautiful tits, making me want them but also making me wait until she was ready for me to have them. It was a small moment, but it have both of us a sexual charge that lasted well into the day.

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Wouldn't this keep you horny all day long?

My Lady and I “have sex” in so many ways. We can do an intense domination scene with bondage and pegging, or just simple snuggling and kissing in bed…. it’s all sex for us. Even just a simple smile and a knowing glance can have that sexual edge to it. (And yes… I just did it, and it was great!)

So, I guess we actually have sex more than once a week. In fact, we are pretty much having sex with each other all throughout the day. That still makes us an outlier, though… incredibly happy, in spite of all the sex we have. 🙂

Crushed

Posted by JonMustWait on November 7, 2015
Posted in: Male Chastity, Tease/Orgasm Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , . 6 comments

I haven’t had a full night’s sleep for the past three nights. I’ve woken up at 4 am each night with an extremely painful cage-strangled erection, and the only way to calm myself down is to get out of bed and do something to take my mind off it. I try to lay in bed and relax – think about boring things, do math in my head, etc. – but nothing works. The pressure of my erection starts to ache, which is kind of a turn on for me, which keeps my erection from calming down… there’s no escaping the problem at that point.

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Maximum rootage.

The worst part is that I’m suffering through all these aches and pains, and I’m nowhere near getting the pressure relief of being unlocked that I so desperately need. It’s only been a little over a week since My Lady locked me up tight in the Jailbird, and the intensity of the ache feels like it’s been a month. And I have more than a month to go before I’m released!

I can tell ML is enjoying making me feel this way. She relishes the idea that it is her that makes my cock ache the way it does, and that thoughts of her are what keep it going strong. She’s been ultra horny over the past week (time-of-the-month or not, she’s feeling it bad!), teasing me just a little bit extra and getting off on it a lot bit extra. She’s even having sex dreams pretty much on a nightly basis now… I thought that was my thing!

I feel the energy building between us quickly and strongly. We’ve been talking a little bit about our desires, and when our horny feelings get really intense, we both start to want the same things. I’m not entirely sure, but I feel us moving towards a possible intense kink scene if this buildup continues. Come to think of it, we don’t have any plans this weekend. Who knows what ML has been dreaming up for me this past week…

Long Locked

Posted by JonMustWait on November 2, 2015
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(Taking a small break from the group sex weekend posts…. Don’t worry, the rest of the weekend will be posted)

I have to admit, I haven’t been the best sub I can be lately. I’ve been serving My Lady, being a good boy and satisfying her whenever and however she wishes, but I haven’t been submitting fully and completely to her. I’ve been wanting too much, and I’ve been making my wants known just a little too often.

There’s a difference between sharing my fantasies with My Lady, and telling her what I’d like her to do to me. I’m usually pretty good at avoiding the whole “top from the bottom” thing, but I’m far from perfect. My attitude has been contributing to some of ML’s down mood over the past week or so because she is afraid she is disappointing me. I shouldn’t be disappointed about anything because I shouldn’t be expecting anything.

Why am I having such trouble submitting? I’m almost sure it’s because of ML’s chastity plans for me – she wants to keep me locked 24/7 until Christmas. Forget having to go 2 months without an orgasm; I’m going to go 2 months without have a single full erection. And, honestly, that scares me.

When facing such a long lockup, I naturally want to have one last whatever-it-is that I want. In the past (both childhood and in our marriage), if something didn’t happen on a regular basis, there was a chance that it would be forgotten/phased out/etc. My mind thinks that if I have to wait that long (or, for some activities that we haven’t done for a while, even longer than a few months), will ML be interested? Has she already lost interest in some things that have faded from view? Are there things that we’ve done once and I’ve enjoyed, but will never happen again just because “it’s not something we do anymore”?

I hate these questions, because I hate not having the answers. But the beauty of submitting is that I don’t need the answers to these questions. All I need to know is that I belong to My Lady, and she wants what she wants. The answers to those questions are irrelevant if my focus is on her pleasure and fulfilling her desires.

Good Morning! Here’s a Rope Up Your Asscrack!

Posted by JonMustWait on October 2, 2015
Posted in: Male Chastity, Tease/Orgasm Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , , , . 4 comments

I was lucky enough to get a day off from work today (although I’m working Saturday, so I’m not that lucky). ML let me sleep a little later than usual, but under one condition – she was going to make things a little “uncomfortable” for me.

My Lady started by applying the leather cuffs to my wrists. She then got a segment of bondage rope and started to wrap it around the base of my cock cage (which was starting to fill up very quickly as she continued to tie me up). Then came the uncomfortable part.

ML ran the rope down below my legs and up between my ass cheeks, all the way up my back and over my shoulders.  She gave it a quick tug, pulling it deep between my ass cheeks, before tying the ends of the rope to my cuffs. She positioned my hands at just above forehead level – not the most comfortable place for them, but any attempt to lower them would cause the rope to dig deeper into my ass.

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Quite the "predicament"!

ML then tucked a small egg vibrator underneath my balls and held it in place with the rope; I began to moan right away. ML quieted me with a deep tongue kiss.

“Get some rest,” she said, “I’ll be back in a bit.”

Get some rest? That wasn’t really possible. It was bad enough just getting in a spot where I was decently comfortable. I’d have no choice but to move my arms when they got tired, but the rope tugged against me and made the base of my cock throb. Add in the fact that I had to endure the constant vibration, and I was dying to be released pretty quickly.

My Lady returned a little while later. She stood over me for a moment, smiling as she enjoyed the torment she arranged for me. Her eyes were locked onto mine as she removed her panties. My entire body shuddered as she climbed up, straddled my face towards my feet, and sat her soaking wet pussy right down on my face.

My face was instantly covered in her juices as she rubbed her pussy all over me. She rode my tongue, pushing it inside her and forcing me to tongue fuck her. I heard her moaning as she adjusted her hips and my tongue slid into her tight asshole. She spread her cheeks apart and pushed down harder to take my tongue deeper in her ass, all while her bouncing pulled the rope deeper into mine. It was really starting to hurt; between my movements and ML’s thrusting against my body, the rope had really started to tighten up on me. I started to whimper, but my cries were muffled by ML’s sexy ass and delicious  pussy. I’m sure she could still hear me, though, because she went faster each time I cried out.

After my face was thoroughly covered in her pussy juice, ML slid her body down until her pussy was right on top of my caged cock. She began rubbing herself against me, grinding her horny pussy right into my cage. I could feel her warmth and wetness between the bars of the Jailbird, and I was getting very desperate to be inside her. I got my wish, but not exactly as I’d hoped; ML took my caged cock and pulled it into her pussy. I tried to stay quiet, but I couldn’t; I moaned loudly as her pussy took my poor tortured cock inside. My Lady grabbed the base of my cock and fucked herself with the cage, effectively jerking my cock at the root as it throbbed helplessly against the steel. She pulled on the rope with each thrust, but this time in a different direction. By the time she got off of me, the rope was fully dug into my sensitive asscrack.

My Lady seemed to be finished tormenting me, but she wasn’t finished pleasing herself. She took her wand and laid down beside me on the bed, head by my feet and vice versa. I had a beautiful view as she spread her legs across my chest and began to rub the wand on her clit. She was moaning and writhing within seconds.

“Ooooh baby,” she moaned, “I bet you wish you could cum like this.” I was too desperate to respond with words. “Finger my pussy while I cum,” she said.

Her pussy was down by my hips, there was no way I could reach that far the way I was tied up. But before I could protest, ML made it clear what had to do.

“Finger my pussy and make my cum, now,” she demanded. “I don’t care if it hurts right now, I just need your fingers inside me.”

I pulled on my cuffs hard, tugging the rope up my ass, but I only made it about 3/4 of the way to her. “Come on,” she wiggled her hips, “make me cum.” I tried harder this time; I pulled the rope as hard as I could, and I yelped in pain as my fingers slid inside her.

“Ohhhh God, yes,” ML moaned. “Deeper, baby, I want it as deep as you can.”

Fuck, what terrible torture this was. ML knows how much I love to make her cum, and she knows how much more I love being her good boy and obeying her demands. But here I was, being forced to pull a bondage rope up between my asscheeks as hard as I possibly could just so I could reach her pussy. I won’t lie, it hurt. It felt like the rope was going to pull right up into my ass, I was tugging so hard. But I had to; I had no choice but to do it because ML wanted it.

It was an amazing feeling – the pain of the rope digging into me, the soft sexy feeling of ML’s pussy squeezing my fingers, the joy of listening to ML get closer and closer to cumming, all mixed together into one moment. Add to that the crushing helplessness of the cage still locked on my desperate cock… It was truly indescribable.

ML came hard, as she usually does when using the wand – her pussy clamped down on my fingers and her legs stiffened as her orgasm exploded though her body. Her legs were pushing me down onto the bed, adding even more pain from the rope. It was all moot though; feeling ML’s intense cum helped me push through the increasing pain with extra threshold to spare.

ML undid the restraints after she came down from her massive orgasm, and now we are back to our normal “parenting” lives… at least on the outside, for me. Inside, my horniness is brewing; there is a semi-subspace feeling fueling this desire more attention from My Lady, whether it be more torture or teasing… whatever she desires. I’m home all day with her today. I wonder if this morning’s amazing experience has filled her appetite, or if it was only an appetizer.

I have the rest of the day to find out.

Yes, I’m Still Here :)

Posted by JonMustWait on September 22, 2015
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Getting adjusted to my new schedule is taking some effort. It’s not bad, don’t get me wrong. It’s actually really nice to be able to spend nights at home with ML; she has unlocked me for sex quite often over the past few days, and even allowed me to have an orgasm Monday night (she needed to be fucked hard, and I gladly obliged). Work is just very… different from what I’m used to.

I’m still in the middle of being trained… sort of. I’m also helping out with some supervisory paperwork… kinda. At the moment, I’m here and there; I’m not quite sure where I’m working or what I’m doing specifically yet. I thought maybe I’d get an office which would allow me some semi-privacy and a chance to text/talk with ML. If I’m getting one, I haven’t gotten it yet. In fact, I’ve had less chance to connect with her at work than ever before.

So yeah, it’s an adjustment. Just like living in this new place is. We got ourselves a bed frame to replace the one that got trashed by the movers, and some sexy sheets to boot. Our toys are still packed away, though, which has kept us from getting into any kinky games. Add to the fact that our bedroom door doesn’t really lock (the door can be pulled open, even when it’s locked), and the kids’ bedrooms being on the same floor as ours with no real buffer… any bondage or domination scenes are pretty much out of the question.

The one thing we do have to go on is our chastity play – it’s the one thing we can still hold on to right now. I’ve been meaning to talk to My Lady about what her immediate and longer term plans are for my chastity/denial, but honestly I’m just glad to have this.

Wild, Wonderful West Virginia!

Posted by JonMustWait on August 29, 2015
Posted in: In Real Life. Tagged: , , , . 5 comments

We made it to our new home! It only took a near exhaustion-level physical effort to load the truck, two days of travel, and a crazy unloading session, but we made it!

Rather than going through a minute-by-minute rundown (how exciting can an out-of-state move be?), here’s just a few highlights and details to share.

1. The guys who loaded our stuff uni the truck were complete morons! They loaded heavy stuff on top of light stuff, they put our TV boxes in sideways (clearly marked “this side up” for those who can read), and some of our stuff ended up smashed or spilled out inside the truck (more on that later). The stuff we loaded ourselves was sturdier than the stuff loaded by the “professionals.”

2. The stuff that spilled out into the truck? One of those tubs was the tub filled with our bondage toys! Some stacks of tubs toppled over as the unloaded were removing stuff from the truck, and out spills the leather bondage sack, the fuck machine, cuffs, fake rubber cocks, etc. Luckily, none of the unloadeders saw any of this as far as I know; I was able to stuff everything back in and pop the lid back on before our dirty secret was out.

3. We met the neighbors who live in a separate house that is also on the lot. And what would be the name of the woman who lives there? No joke… “Chastity.” 🙂

Now that we’ve got the Wi-Fi hooked up, we are officially back!

I Get to Cum, But My Lady Isn’t Done

Posted by JonMustWait on August 19, 2015
Posted in: Tease/Orgasm Denial. Tagged: , , . 5 comments

Monday night was the last night My Lady and I had to spend together before I started my last week at work. We laid in bed together watching TV, and she snuggled up behind me. Her big soft titties squished against my back as she reached over my body and began stroking my cock. I started moaning immediately, and soon I was humping against her hand softly. ML loves when I do this, when I just can’t hold still and I need to move against her.

After a few moments, she rolled me over onto my back and began stroking me in earnest. I love the way her hands feel on my cock, she knows every little spot that gives me shivers. She expertly toyed with my cock, alternating between edging me and gently squeezing my balls in the palm of her hand. It felt wonderful: her edges got me desperately close to orgasm, and the ball massages kept building the pressure of cum waiting to escape.

After twenty minutes or so of teasing me, ML began to stroke me again with a stronger pace. It’s the pace she usually uses to push me right to the edge and ruin my orgasm, so I expected her to let go of my cock just when my orgasm started and giggle as she watched the cum spill from the tip of my cock. However, as she has a strong tendency to do, ML surprised me with a different form of sexual torture.

My orgasm approached quickly; just when I expected her to release my cock, she stroked me harder and faster, pushing me faster torwards my orgasm. I moaned loudly as I came, coating her hand with my cum as it rushed to freedom. It felt amazing to cum that good, to be stroked to orgasm so thoroughly, My Lady’s hand never slowing as the waves of pleasure coarsed through my body.

Soon, though, the waves of pleasure began to get a little overwhelming, as I realized that My Lady was still stroking me even as my orgasm was dying down. It became clear at that moment that the price of my orgasm would be suffering through some post-orgasm toture.

My Lady hadn’t restrained me for this, and it took a huge effort to keep my hands from interfering with her stroking. Somehow I was able to keep my hands out of the way, but to say I was able to lie still would be far from the truth; I thrashed around on the bed in a futile attempt to escape the madness, but My Lady continued her stroking without interruption.

The intensity of the feelings seemed to hit me in waves; there would be times where I was able to catch my breath and control myself somewhat, but the sensations would eventually become too intense and my body would begin to convulse. The worst was when My Lady would focus her attention on the head of my cock. She would rub the palm of her hand over the top of my cock, and my body would lurch upwards in response. I wanted to scream out, but I held them inside in order to not wake the kids. Within minutes, ML’s stroking had gone from wonderful to horrible, and I knew that she was loving all of it.

Not long after I had stopped trying to endure it and I decided to simply accept whatever torture she gave out, ML had mercy on me and let go of my cock. I was a trembling sweaty mess, yet I was grateful for everything ML did to me. After all, she did let me cum.  🙂  We snuggled up together, and I slept like a rock for the entire night.