Orgasm Denial

We got some more email questions and I thought I would answer some of them here in case anyone else had any advice for our readers.

subhubphx writes:

I just recently posted on my blog about sometimes not being able to fully satisfy Mistress K. when she needs or wants to be fucked really good, really hard and for a long time.  Being her dutiful, chaste, submissive husband, my urge to cum happens waaaay sooner than Mistress needs for her to get what she needs often enough.  I was hoping to get your advice on how you might handle a similar situation that possibly exists with your sub/slave men.

I appreciate you writing for my advice subhub. It’s actually pretty simple, there really is no way cagedmonkey can give me a good, hard, thorough pounding when denied his own orgasm – which I sometimes crave and need – though, he’s gotten very good with hands, mouth and toys. He’s learned to satisfy me through other methods. However, there are times I need it and that’s where a good strap on and “Adam” come in handy.

It’s very hard for me to enjoy insertables because they are usually cold, hard and not all that forgiving and just don’t follow the contours of a vagina. That was until I found Adam (you should be able to use the search function to find posts re: Adam), which is the most realistic dildo I’ve seen and felt and it’s really just a great toy. It’s soft but firm (but still bends a bit with tightness so you do have to help it get going) and feels really great. It warms up quickly and even more quickly when you warm it before under some hot water.

We’ve just found that the strap on harness is the best way to get that “between the legs, hip thrusting, manly fucking” feeling that us ladies do actually crave sometimes. While cagedmonkey is able to hold off longer the more he practices, he’s still not able to pound the hell out of me when I really need it without the strap on.

I hope this helps answer your question and please write us if you have more! 🙂

Wednesday afternoon, I was taking a nap in the bedroom, attempting to recover from driving home overnight. ML had slept a little bit when we first got home, so she was on kid duty while I got my sleep in.

That was the plan, until the kids asked if they could play video games, which allowed ML to sneak away to the bedroom for a few moments. 🙂

ML woke me up with a pair of big giant titties in my face. I greedily sucked on her nipples as she grinded her pussy against my hardening cock. A moment later, I was sliding into her wet pussy with ease.

ML slid herself up and down on my body, taking my cock deep inside her with each thrust. As usual, it didn’t take long for me to start getting close to cumming. As usual, I let ML know I was close. Not as usual, ML didn’t slow down; she continued thrusting up against me, and I felt my orgasm approaching very quickly.

I felt ML’s body tense up from her orgasm about one stroke before I reached mine. She continued riding me as we both came, fighting to keep our moans of pleasure as quiet as possible to avoid alerting the children of their parents getting it on in the next room. ML continued to work her cum-filled pussy on my cock to a second, even more intense orgasm. I’m sure she would have screamed if she weren’t holding herself back.

Damn, it was nice to just cum inside her like that. I’m going to have to savor it, since it seems that I will be denied for quite a while this time around. My Lady has already said that she wishes to go for a full month before she even unlocks me, so it’ll be at least that long before my next orgasm. I have considered the possibility that I have already had my last orgasm of 2015. It’s all up to My Lady and her desires.

There are times when I really wish I wasn’t being denied my orgasm. Like when I’m balls deep in my wife’s tight wet pussy at quarter to four in the morning, for example.

My Lady and I had just finished a night off really great sex that ended with me standing by the side of the bed,  struggling to hold off my orgasm while ML’s pussy squeezed and quivered around my cock as she enjoyed her own wand-assisted orgasm. (Damn, our sex is seriously fucking great.) ML went to sleep with a soaked but satisfied pussy; I fell asleep hard, throbbing, and frustrated.

I rolled over in bed around 3:30 or so – yes, check the post time, this happened about a half hour ago – and my cock was so hard it was aching. I decided to take advantage of the situation because I usually don’t get this opportunity, due to the fact that a) I’m usually alone in bed, and b) my cock is usually locked in a steel cage that prevents me from getting hard. ML was sound asleep next to me, but that wasn’t a problem.

It’s hard to describe how wonderful it is to have a wife that is pretty much up for sex at any time, even in the middle of the night. There was a time when I wouldn’t even think about it, but after our communication/sexual revival ML told me that she would love it if I did. Knowing that I was so horny for her that I couldn’t even wait for the morning to fuck her would turn her on so much.

I pulled the blanket back off of her naked body, rolled her over, and spread her legs. I rubbed the head of my cock between her still-wet pussy lips, and slid myself all the way into her pussy in one thrust. She moaned as my cock woke her up from the inside out.

It wasn’t even about cumming – obviously for me (I asked after about two minutes of deep thrusting, ML had the presence of mind to say no even when she was half awake), but also for ML. It was just about me needing to feel her pussy on my cock again. In fact, I think I’m going to do it again and write the rest of this post with my cock in ML’s pussy.

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Seriously, this is happening RIGHT FUCKING NOW, you guys.

The opportunities are few and far between for these types of things at the moment, due to my work schedule and all that. Hopefully, that will all be changing soon and there will be more middle-of-the-night sex in the future. Of course, that is when ML allows it, when I’m not locked in my cage. At those times, I’ll just have to use my tongue, won’t I? :)~

As you all know, we have two kids, so we have to get creative with the time we have to spend being kinky. We don’t get much alone time together at all so it’s important to mix it in here or there when we can. A lot of our kinky happens behind the scenes so we don’t alert the kids to daddy’s chastity device or our dirty, kinky playtime.

Cagedmonkey has worked 6 nights this week and we haven’t had a whole lot of time to connect. I’ve used him in the mornings, when tucking him in, for some pretty fantastic orgasms but no real tease and denial time. This evening I decided to have him get in the shower and use that time to give him some tasks and make him take pictures and video for more while completing them. Oh the joys of him having a waterproof phone!

His first task was to uncage and shave that big ol’ cock of mine and then it was time to frustrate the hell out of him. He was then instructed to stroke his cock nice and hard for me.
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I made sure he washed up really good and told him he needed to make sure his ass was also cleaned really good just in case I got in the mood to use it.
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After he was nice and clean I told him to stand there enjoying his shower while he stroked and edged for me… 7 times. That wasn’t all he had to do! That would be about the time I popped in the bathroom and handed him the Aneros and told him I wanted him to get his asshole good and primed for me. I made sure to tell him to not get carried away with the self ass play but to make sure he was prepared in case I got the urge to peg him.
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He alternated between edging and working the Aneros in and out of his ass being sure to send me video too. As he got to the last few edges I told him to edge while he was plugged with the Aneros. I wanted him to feel his ass clench around the smooth plastic as he got closer to cumming.

It really was an incredible amount of fun to tease him, deny him and frustrate him. Once out of the shower cagedmonkey was instructed to lock his cock back up for me in his Jail Bird. I love when we are able to find little ways, like this, to work kink into our everyday lives. It doesn’t take much to keep it fresh, sometimes wee just need to get a little creative about it.

This morning I was feeling particularly dirty and horny. Such a lovely combination for making my sexy subby hubby my service slut. I stood at the side of the bed with my wand in one hand and ordered him to get on his knees behind me. I bent over on to the mattress and positioned the wand at my clit. I flicked the dial to a medium vibration as I pushed my ready and waiting ass toward him slightly. He knew that was his signal to get to work. I love the way his warm tongue feels as it slides into my tight ass.

As the wand got me closer and closer to orgasm, I bucked against his face, pressing him deeper and harder into me. Using his face to push myself to the edge. Then at the perfect time, with his tongue in my ass, he slid his fingers into my pussy, filling up my aching horny hole. It wasn’t long after that I went the edge, stiffened my legs and every bit of me tensed up. He had to work harder to push his tongue into me as my muscles clenched down.

I felt my pussy gush as I came. It’s been so long since I’ve squirted that standing in that position made it simply gush from me. I covered his hand, tongue, face and the floor below with my delicious musky juices. I laid there on my stomach a minute, wand dangling, feeling the aftershocks of my orgasm while he knelt there behind me, used and aching in his cage.

I stood up, straightened my jammie shirt, patted my good boy on the head and told him to sleep well as I walked out of the room.

After a nice little period of “casual chastity” as I would call it, My Lady feels as though it is time for us to get back into the more intense schedules that we have gottten used to. Not surprisingly, I agree with her. Although I’ve certainly been horny over the past few weeks, but it doesn’t compare to the intense need I feel when it’s been months since my last orgasm… or, perhaps even weeks since my last erection.

That’s exactly where My Lady plans to start – I’ll be wearing the chastity cage 24/7 for a good amount of time, perhaps as long as July 4th, which is over 3 weeks away. ML also set July 31st as Maybe Day, although I’m pretty sure that will be extended.

As ML and I were talking about me wearing the chastity cage, I realized that we haven’t used the Revenge in quite a while. I was about to suggest that she use the Revenge during my long lockup, but we haven’t had the best results with that in the past, hygeine-wise. So the Revenge will have to wait its turn until after the holiday at the very least.

The Revenge is very useful when we are playing the “no look, no touch” game. ML enjoys the idea of denying me the ability to even see my cock, but the reality of it can become a real chore. Having to cuff me to the bed and blindfold me whenever the cage needs to be removed can eventually feel like a hassle. However, there has been one addition to our toy inventory that might avoid this annoyance: the stockade.

So, obviously, I’ve been fantasizing over the past few days about My Lady locking me in the stockade, removing the Revenge, and calmly going about her business as I struggle just to get a glimpse of my cock. She wouldn’t even need to blindfold me; the locking collar would prevent me from turning my head to see my penis. Of course, if she wanted to blindfold me, she could make it that much worse. Throw in the potential for stroking and edging me while I am harshly restrained, and it gets my heart beating heavy in my chest. She could even force me to watch her to get off inches in front of me as my cock twitches helplessly out of sight and out of reach.

Depending on how things go with some of the recent complications, it still could be a while before My Lady and I can try out a good “no look, no touch” run. If she’s going to deny me well past the end of July, as I suspect she will, then there will be plenty of time as the year goes on for her to mindfuck me.

It felt so good to edge him and tease him last night. Feeling him get harder in my hand as I stroked him. I started out with slow long strokes and as I got faster, my strokes got shorter. I loved looking into his eyes, smirking at him with a sexy little smile, as he got closer and closer to the edge. I watched his chest rise and fall as his breathing quickened. He started to moan this sexy little moan, almost a whimper – I do love to hear him whimper.

“Please”
“Please, baby”
“Oh God, please”

In a whispered moan, he begs me to let him cum. I could tell as he got closer and closer to the edge. I could see it in his face, stroking him at the perfect pace, building, needing, aching…

And I stop.

I don’t just stop stroking, I STOP, I quickly let go and watch his cock bob to and fro and listen to him moan.

I love to tease him, to bring him so close to the edge that he’s practically dangling. Taking him to that point and leaving him there.

It’s been quite a long week, with a family emergency requiring a mid-week road trip, which was followed by a busy weekend at work. It felt really great to blow off some steam by fucking My Lady from behind as hard as I could.

That’s right. 🙂

Last night, My Lady and I were enjoying some really good sex before I went off to work. God damn, her pussy feels so good when it squeezes my cock after a nice deep thrust. ML was being a little more vocal than usual; I’m not sure if the “free wheeling” policy of our chastity/orgasm denial play is loosening up ML’s ability to control her volume.

My Lady still hasn’t given me permission for an orgasm, so it quickly became time for me to stop to avoid cumming. As I pulled out, ML said, “Wait,” and rolled off the side of the couch. She keeled over the cushion and wiggled her sexy naked ass at me. I didn’t need any more explanation than that to know what she wanted.

I slid up behind her and positioned myself so I could drive my cock deep into her horny pussy. A few deep thrusts later I was right on the verge of orgasm again. I stopped to avoid cumming, and My Lady whined and began pushing herself back into me. “No, don’t stop,” she pleaded.

“I can’t without cumming,” I replied. “Can I cum?”

My Lady moaned loudly and pushed herself back against me again. I asked her a second time if I could cum. “Yes,” she cried out, “fuck me… fuck my pussy HARD!”

I reached forward and grabbed her shoulders and thrusted as hard and deep as possible into her. ML yelped in surprise. After making sure ML wasn’t hurting (you have seen how big my cock is, haven’t you?), I started pounding her pussy as hard and fast as possible. It took only a few moments for me to fill her up with my cum. As I was cumming, ML began slamming herself back against me, wanting me deeper inside her. It felt wonderful, feeling my cock sink deeper into her pussy as I came.

My Lady was still pushing back against me as my orgasm finished, wanting more and more of me. So, being the good hubby I am, I gave her what she wanted. I pounded her even harder that I had earlier, and ML shoved her face into the couch cushion and began screaming in ecstasy. I fucked her even harder; this may sound bad, but I was trying to fuck her hard enough so it “hurt.” I wanted her to feel it now as well as later. Harder and harder I slammed into her, until I felt her pussy nearly crushing my cock as an intense orgasm hit her.

I fucked her right though her orgasm until her body started shaking and her moans turned to animalistic groans. I pulled out after a few more moments and simply watched her – her body was trembling and convulsing in post-orgasmic pleasure, and the sounds coming from deep inside her throat were so damn sexy, I would have fucked her all over again if I didn’t have to go to work (and, also, if I hadn’t just cum in her pussy moments before).

It always ends up being great fucking sex when we can really let loose and just fuck each other silly. It’s why I miss it so badly when I’m in denial.

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I’m really craving a good bondage session. A tightly bound man of mine being tormented, teased and denied orgasm. I have been thinking a bit about the stockade and how I wish we would have a chance to use it for a good amount of time. I want to see him restrained, ass in the air, while I spank it to a gorgeous rosy red color. I really do miss feeling the power I have when he is bound and helpless to endure whatever I want to put him through.

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Cagedmonkey’s ass has been getting my attention these days too. That gorgeous little thing is getting me all turned on and getting my juices flowing. I keep imagining him restrained as I take advantage of him and make him mine, taking him.

The other day I wrote about how I was taking a break from setting a “Maybe Day” for cagedmonkey. I got quite a few comments on the post, all of them kind of referring to the same thing, so I thought I should clarify a few things. I don’t want there to be any mistake about who is in control at any point in our relationship. However, a relationship is about two people and you need to do the things that work for each person so that emotionally and physically there is fulfillment.

Let’s back up some and get a little more personal. Cagedmonkey has allowed me to explain a few things about his childhood so you all understand him a little more. When hubby was a child his mom was very much a “don’t rock the boat” type person and he was more on the high strung side. As a way to avoid confrontation (or hubby having a temper tantrum lol) his mother would say things like “maybe later” or “we’ll see” never really giving him a straight answer. She didn’t want to be the one to tell him “No,” because he might get upset. It was sort of drilled into him that those “maybe’s” and “we’ll see’s” always meant no. Cagedmonkey is also the type of guy that needs to know that SOMETHING is definitely going to happen or not happen and SOME kind of time frame that it is going to happen or not happen in. Even if that time frame is “Yes, you WILL cum 3 more times in 2015” that gives him something to depend on. Whether or not he cums 9 times or only the 3 he has something to hold on to. He was pushed off by his mother and it felt like he was lied to so much as a child as a way to appease him that now as an adult he really does need to have something he can count on to ease his anxiety.

So, as I said, I got a few comments on my last post, like this one from one of my favorite ladies…

Mistress Marie said:

I love that you are changing this as this is how it really should be, you in full control with CM being clueless to know what your thoughts are on when he will cum. I think this is great because any day can be maybe day this way and he will never know.

I wanted to make sure that I addressed these comments because they make it seem like giving Cagedmonkey a “maybe day” is somehow taking away my control. This is entirely not true. I am in full control of his orgasms and sexual pleasure and I can give him and orgasm or not whenever and however I please. He is always clueless as to when I may make him cum. Heck, sometimes I’m clueless because it might creep up on me that I want him to! 🙂 Just because he has a maybe day does not mean I am stuck denying him until a certain date. I could give him a maybe date of July 4th and make him cum 5 mins later. The maybe day is a comforting thing for his anxiety and can be a challenge for me and him at times too.  Our last maybe date was set out at 6 months from his last orgasm. I wanted to try to push him (and myself) to 6 months of denial. I obviously didnt make it but that was MY choice because, after all, I am in control and I made the decision to allow him to cum – which was more for my pleasure than his. I didnt do it for him, I did it because I missed feeling him explode inside me. I missed feeling his body as he was cumming. I missed seeing his face and watching him enjoy that orgasm.

Since I told Cagedmonkey about needing the break he’s been very anxious, asking a lot of questions, making sure I’m not just pushing him off. He really was having trouble with the way things were up in the air. He really needs something solid to hold on to to function properly. I love that I know this about my hubby and while I did the up in the air thing on purpose to test out if he could handle it, I found a way to help him emotionally while leaving me to not deal with a maybe date. In other words, I found a loop hole of sorts to ease his anxiety. lol

I have decided instead of a maybe day where I’m trying to deny him until a certain date or time frame that I would simply give him an idea of what to expect for the time being. I explained to him that he could expect to be locked everyday, especially on his work days. He could expect to be denied but likely not more than a week or two and if I was enjoying myself and felt it would go longer I would tell him. He could also expect to be teased and tormented daily. I certainly do enjoy the build up of horny and I love that week to ten day point where it is at a high. That’s why at the moment his denial probably wouldn’t be much past that. I also told him he could fully expect that I could unlock him, use him and make him cum at any time during any of this. This seemed to go over very well and he seems to be much more calm about things and had stopped obsessing over when and how long, etc. Of course, this really is how it is EVERY day but it seemed to REALLY help to have me actually say the words and explain it out right to him. All of those things have been understood since we started all this but I think hearing them and seeing them written helped to give him that thing he needs to depend on and hold on to. He knows that I wont just tell him “we’ll see” and then not having something happen one way or the other. Cagedmonkey is just not that guy when we’re having sex and he asks “please may I cum, ma’am?” who can be told “maybe, baby.” He really needs a “yes, but not right now” or a “No, not tonight” answer.

I hope this helps clarify why we need to have a maybe day. Even if it kind of has no meaning (unless we are using it as a challenge for both of us) because, I control everything about his sexual pleasure anyway, it helps him mentally to know I’m not going to flake out on him like his mom would often do.