Tease & Denial

It’s getting close to 3 months since my last orgasm, and usually around this time I start to feel the beginnings of a growing obsession. The obsession centers around the basic premise that you always want what you can’t have. I miss my orgasm so much that it begins to become a focal point of my desires. When my obsession gets this strong, it can really hurt when I’m reminded about what I’m missing.

When I was scrolling through Twitter the other day, I came across a short video clip that punched me right in the gut: it was a woman sucking on a cock, she pulled it out of her mouth and began stroking it and aiming it at her tits. A second later, the cock was spurting cum all over her chest.

God, how I miss doing that.

I was stuck for a moment, watching the clip over and over as her tits were just absolutely covered in cum. And of course it got me horny, but I also got a little sad while watching it – I realized that it’s going to be a long time before I get to actually do that again. In fact, it might be a VERY long time, if ML is thinking the way I suspect she is (more on that in another post). I started thinking back to the times where ML gave me a reprieve of sorts from denial and let me cum as much as I wanted, and I started to feel desperate for another one of those times.

I’m definitely not wanting out of our orgasm denial fun, that would be absolutely silly. After all, this is why we do what we do: so I can experience these intense feelings and emotions just from seeing cum on a pair of boobs. I can’t help but think that I’m missing out on so much pleasure by not cumming for months on end. I know it ends up worth it once I’m finally allowed to… it’s just hard to be THAT patient.

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My Lady can be so evil…

After reading the draft of this post, she decided to assign me a couple more clips to watch, and describe my feelings here. I’ll be seeing them for the first time, click the links to follow along.

First clip:

Ok, that was hot. There’s just so much cum, it soaks her shirt and just keeps on going. It’s a huge mess, but such a great one. ML’s tits are so nice, I would love to see them with my cum dripping off them. No tease or dragging it out in the clip, his cum just spills out so easily… makes me highly jealous.

Second clip:

This one hurt. Again, so much cum, it just doesn’t seem to end. I don’t get to masturbate very much anymore, and the last time I made myself cum was who knows when, so this is doubly frustrating. Add to all this the fact that the cock is somewhat similar to mine, and it’s just one big visual “what it would look like to cum” being shoved in my face.

Well… those clips definitely made things worse, which was most likely EXACTLY why ML had me watch them…

It’s been about two weeks since I got my nipples pierced, and lots of people have been asking the usual questions that come along with poking a hole in your body and putting a metal bar through it. I thought it would help for those who were curious (as well as those who may be thinking about doing it themselves) to answer some of them here.

Here we go!

Did it hurt?

Uhhh…… yeah! Some dude shoved a needle through my nips, of course it hurt! I actually have a pretty high pain tolerance, so it wasn’t horrible, but other people might find it overwhelming. It’s MUCH more painful than a tattoo, but only for a quick few seconds.

The other part of this question is if they still hurt – at this point, they don’t hurt much anymore. It feels like they’ve healed up pretty well by now; except for some itching her and there, they feel completely normal. Every once in a while I’ll forget and catch one on my seat belt, but it’s like “mini toe stub” type of pain: hurts for a moment because it’s so unexpected, then goes away quick. They only really hurt when they are supposed to…

Like this.

Do your nipples stay hard now?

Yeah, they do! Before the piercings, my nipples would get pretty hard and pokey… but they wouldn’t stay that way. Now they are pretty much always some level of hard. It’s kinda like having a constant semi-hard erection – they aren’t always perky, but they aren’t as soft as they used to be either.

In response to this, I’ve started wearing some looser fitting shirts to work. I’m not embarrassed about my nipples, per se, but I’d rather avoid questions about my nips at work while I can.

Are they more sensitive now?

Holy fuck, YES!

I had sensitive nipples to start with, but now it’s just absolutely ridiculous. When ML plays with my nipples, it drives me absolutely insane now – my toes curl, I lose my balance, and I can’t stop my body from squirming. They are like buttons that when touched get my cock hard instantly, and the tingly sensation I feel when they are lightly teased hangs around for endless minutes afterwards. During sex, when ML rubs and squeezes them, I can’t help but moan loudly and I have to stop to avoid cumming inside her.

This may have been a big mistake.

ML has been saying that she’s excited to get me tied up nice and good so she can spend some time playing with her “new toys.” Today, Grandma has taken the kids overnight until Sunday afternoon. She might just get her wish…

My Lady really does love to tease me. And she knows exactly what works to get me all worked up.

The other day, I had off from work and was home alone. ML decided to spend her down time at work teasing the fuck out of me with pictures of her tits. Her gigantic, beautiful tits.

It’s things like this that make it clear that we are perfect for each other. She loves being a cocktease, and I love it when she teases me. Also, her boobs are what I consider the absolute perfect pair of tits: huge, soft, big thick nipples… and mine to play with!

Well… I do share them with ML. )~

Today marks 242 years since the adoption of the Declaration of Independence. Coincidentally, today is also one month since the start of my latest (and what will be longest?) bout of orgasm denial. There’s really no connection there, other than the fact that I seem to be obsessed with all things sexual lately due to being so horny.

ML has yet to re-attempt a long lockup time, but I have a feeling it’s coming soon. The question is whether or not I am looking forward to it, also. With the caveat of saying that I love absolutely everything we do, I’m not sure if I’d rather have my dick out or locked away at certain times.

Sometimes it feels like I’m just torturing myself by hoping for time out of the cage. After all, I know I’m not going to get an orgasm no matter what attention my cock gets, so it’s just going to end up as one big frustrating tease. Sometimes I wonder if I’m better off staying in the cage until My Lady wants to use me.

But then I remember how damn good My Lady’s pussy feels on my cock.

It really is amazing, and totally worth the frustration of being repeatedly denied. I am very lucky that ML feels the same way about me, instead of only wanting me out of the cage to torment me… although, sometimes, that is her goal for releasing me.

This weekend is Cagedmonkey’s birthday weekend. His actual birthday is on Monday, so I decided the weekend before I would spend overloading him on orgasms. My plan is to try to make him cum so much he’s actually asking me to STOP making him orgasm. Once he’s to the point that he can’t physically orgasm anymore, I plan to use the vibrator to overstimulate him as much as possible.

You may be wondering why I plan to do this and the simple answer is that, starting on his birthday, he’s going to be locked and denied for an indefinite amount of time. I’m thinking a good 6 months of denial sounds good to start. Once we get there I may, or may not, make him go another 6. 🙂 The actual lock up won’t be that long but I am planning on having him go 24/7 for a good chunk of time. I want him aching in the pit of his stomach, desperately needing to get hard and even wanting to orgasm.

I can’t wait to flaunt the fact that I get to have as many orgasms as I was, as much as I want, and even get to make him provide me the pleasure of those orgasms. I very much love to see and feel how frustrated he is when he’s aching for sexual attention and so jealous of my orgasms and the orgasms of others! It’s fun when friends brag to him about the orgasms they get to have when he’s locked and denied and wanting one so bad.

It should be a fun year 🙂

A few minutes ago, Cagedmonkey, left for work. As he turned to walk out the door I pulled his pants down, pushed him against the door and grabbed his ass and groped his body and caged cock. Then I turned him around and grabbed him by the throat and back of his head and kissed him hard.

In that moment, I felt so powerful over him. I love feeling powerful, especially sexually. I love feeling in charge of my own pleasure and his. I love to feel his body almost melt at my powerful touch. I love hearing his moans as I grab him and forcefully kiss him and bite his lips.

I know that if he didn’t have to leave for work I would have very forcefully fucked him in that moment. I would have made him pleasure my pussy with his mouth and tongue and then slide his thick rock hard aching cock inside… If he were uncaged, of course. I could totally see myself grabbing the sides of his head and shoving his face in my pussy, rubbing it all over him.

I love when I’m feeling powerful like this, forceful and aggressive. I know that CM likes it too. I love that feeling of taking what I want, when I want it.

There’s really nothing super special about today. Just a regular old Sunday, hanging around the house.

I’m crazy fucking horny.

This is just how my life is now – I’m perpetually in a state of horniness, wanting sex, and needing to cum. Even as I sit here writing this, I can feel my thighs putting pressure on my cock and making it worse. Just the act of sitting is making me sexually crazy.

It seems as though all of this time with extremely reduced orgasm frequency is starting to catch up to me. Even after so long, I’m not getting used to it – it’s actually building and becoming even greater. It’s like I have a certain baseline need for sexual pleasure inside me, and when I’m denied and fail to meet that baseline, it just keeps rolling over. Eventually, I’ll reach a point where no amount of orgasms will ever be able to truly satisfy me, because I’m so deep in the hole already.

Here’s the scary part: all of this is going through my mind at a time when playtime between ML and I has been patchy at best – we haven’t had a truly intense play session for a while. But just our base level of sexual connection is enough to leave me simmering on a lazy Sunday morning.

I’m truly fortunate that ML isn’t bothered by my now-permanent mindlock on sex. I can’t help myself from squeezing her boobs or grabbing her ass for no other reason that she happens to be within arms reach. Although, it is her fault, after all.

When cagedmonkey and I first started out with chastity and realized we’ve always been living an FLR it was because of Mistress Ivey and her amazing, easy to read, down to earth books and website, Becoming a Mistress. I’m extremely appreciative of the work she’d put into all of it so that I could become a better wife and woman in charge of her husband.

Yesterday, I lost a friend. Today I take a moment to remember an amazing woman and her hubby, who’ve I’ve gotten to know much more deeply, on a much more personal level, in the past few years. I’m sad to learn of Mistress Ivey’s passing but I know that she’s left behind an awesome legacy and she will not easily be forgotten. She will be forever missed and we are sending our love prayers and love out to her husband and the rest of the family. She was a wonderful author, woman, wife and mother.

Thank you for all of the knowledge you have shared through the years and all of the experience you leave behind. Even though you are not physically with us you will continue to teach and mentor as the years go on.

Sometimes, waiting just a little longer makes everything right.

Melissa and Bethany had been dancing around meeting up for a couple of weeks – it just never seemed to work out for both of them on the same night at the same time. They spent the whole time flirting with each other, and Melissa found out that Bethany was somewhat of a tease, as well. She had no doubt in her mind that when they finally got together, that they would both thoroughly enjoy teasing Tom into a frenzy.

But waiting was a whole different type of tease! Days passed with near misses here and there, until finally their schedules worked out and they were all able to “go out on a date” together.

Even with all of the flirting, there was still some nervous tension in the air. Tom was especially nervous – he was aware of the fun little conversations taking place between Bethany and his wife, but he didn’t have much of a clue what those conversations were about. He wasn’t aware that Melissa had told Bethany all about his fantasies of tease and orgasm denial, and he wasn’t aware that Bethany had expressed an interest in exploiting those fantasies.

The three of them met at a bar for their first date, and after a couple of drinks they became very comfortable with one another. They felt so natural with each other that, more than once they had to remind each other not to talk too loudly in order to avoid letting people nearby eavesdrop on their dirty conversations! The nervous tension began to melt away, and they were soon sharing intimate details with each other without even a second thought.

“So, what does it feel like when your cock tries to get hard in the cage?” Bethany asked Tom. She had been peppering Melissa with questions about male chastity for about a week, curious about what they found so exciting about it. She had heard about how Melissa enjoyed the feelings of power and control over Tom’s cock, but she was still interested in Tom’s point of view. She was more interested in the physical aspect of it – how it felt when his cock wanted to get hard so badly, but couldn’t.

“It’s a really tight squeeze,” Tom answered. “The steel holds me back without any give whatsoever, so if my cock gets hard it has nowhere to go.”

“It must be tough when she’s teasing you with those beautiful tits of hers.”

“Yeah, it can get quite painful.”

Bethany laughed, “I really gotta see what that looks like….”

“Do you wanna see?” Melissa interrupted.

“Well, yeah, of course,” Bethany said, “but… here?”

“No, not here!” Melissa said. “Come home with us, you can see it there.”

Melissa and Tom hadn’t intended to invite Bethany back to their place, and Bethany wasn’t expecting it either… it just sort of happened! But less than an hour later, the three of them were home and in private, Melissa slowly tugging Tom’s underwear down so that Bethany could see his chastity cage.

“Wow,” Bethany said, “it’s actually really sexy!”

“I know, right?” Melissa agreed.

“Can I… can I touch it?”

“Well…. since he can’t do anything with it when it’s caged up like that,” Melissa said playfully, “I guess so.” She looked up at Tom and smiled as Bethany cupped his caged cock and balls in her hand.

“Geez, the steel is so heavy!” she said. “That’s not uncomfortable?”

“I’m used to it,” Tom answered.

“Oh, you want to see uncomfortable,” Melissa said as she began to take off her shirt and remove her bra. Her huge boobs spilled out and she began to rub them against Tom’s cock cage. His cock began to swell inside the cage, and Bethany giggled.

“Ooooh, look! He likes your tits, too!”

“Of course he does,” Melissa replied. “Wanna see it get even worse?”

Melissa whispered in Bethany’s ear for a few moments, and Tom could see a wicked smile growing on her face. When Melissa was finished, Bethany looked at her and simply nodded.

“Honey,” Melissa looked up at Tom, her tits still rubbing over his slowly hardening cock, “be a good boy and go get the rope for me.”
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Tom was in the middle of multiple dimensions of frustration.

First dimension: Melissa had tied his wrists and ankles tightly to the chair, restraining him in a comfortable but immobile sitting position. No matter how badly he struggled, he would be sitting there for as long as Melissa wanted him to.

Second dimension: his cock was throbbing inside of his cage, with no room to swell or expand as it so badly needed to do.

Third dimension: Melissa and Bethany were sitting across his lap, both of them completely naked, touching and caressing each other and enjoying every moment of it. He had a front row seat , so to speak, as they kissed each other and fondled each others breasts. And it wasn’t just a show, either – both of them were fully enjoying it. It started out as fun play, just a little bit of kissing and touching, but it soon progressed into a full on making out, groping and squeezing session that only two incredibly turned on people could produce. He watched as their tongues danced together, as Bethany occasionally dipped her head to suck on Melissa’s dark thick nipples, and he listened as they moaned together in pleasure. He swore he could feel the heat from both of their pussies on his legs, and he whimpered and squirmed uncontrollably when their naked skin would brush against his cock as it bulged through the bars of his cage.

Fourth dimension: He was being completely ignored throughout all of this! He had thought about this fantasy before, but it involved the two women teasing him. Now, his presence wasn’t even being acknowledged by the ladies in his lap; he was merely just a piece of furniture to them. They climbed over him and readjusted themselves better to be able to kiss and lick each others’ bodies, with complete disregard for where he was being touched.

He watched as Bethany basically worshipped the curves of Melissa’s body with her tongue, tracing soft wet lines up her stomach and through her cleavage. Melissa’s back arched as she moaned loudly, and Tom felt his mouth watering. Next, it was Bethany’s firm ass rubbing on his caged cock as Melissa’s mouth explored her body.

“Awwww,” Bethany pouted playfully, “does Tom want some attention?” She wiggled her ass against his cock, making it throb even more.

Tom threw his head back in frustration, “RRRRgh, yes!”

“And how does a good boy ask?”

Bethany must have been getting pointers from Melissa on how to push his buttons during the past week, and she was doing a good job of it! “Yes, please?”

“There’s my good boy,” Melissa said as she squeezed Tom’s cage in her hand. “You think you can handle some attention from both of us?”

Tom swallowed hard and took a moment to think it over.

“Not sure, huh?” Melissa continued. “Well…. looks like we’ll have to wait and see….”

Earlier this week I expressed, to cagedmonkey, how much I’d been missing the nightly teasings, like we used to do, and having him bound to the bed. I miss the way things were in the beginning when he was almost constantly horny and edged and we would ruin orgasms. You know, all that fun stuff that comes with orgasm control and me being in control of his sexual pleasure.

So last night I had cagedmonkey unlock, before we went to munch even, because I played with him a little in the car on the way and even gave him a couple good cock squeezes while we were there. It certainly helps when I have a Mistress for a best friend who was sending him pictures of her sucking one of the dicks she owns. Those types of pictures and someone willing to flaunt their sexual fun are always helpful in keeping CM very horny and frustrated. Hehe I have the bestest friends, don’t I? 🙂

After were got home, I took him into the bedroom for some playtime. I secured his wrists and ankles to the bed using our under bed restraints. By the way, they are getting old and soon I’ll need new cuffs for them! Anyway, I got him tightened down and he was already getting hard! I love that more and more he’s becoming the “hair trigger horny” that I love so much. Each time I tell him to go edge himself it takes less than a minute to get hard and on edge! It’s amazing!

I spent the a good amount of time stroking his cock, edging and teasing him with the wand. For the last half an hour of our little session there I alternating putting the wand on his sensitive spot juuuuuuuuust to the point he might cum and then I’d take it and place it directly on the tip of his penis and just vibrate it and overstimulate the head of his cock until he was wiggling and pulling against the restraints. I loved hearing every moan and groan and whimper.

I did end up doing a little bit of “post orgasm torture” but don’t think he got a typical orgasm. I certainly ruined the hell out of his orgasm with the wand and his overstimulated head. He was really whimpering during that. I very much enjoyed having some old school teasing with CM last night. He really seemed to be effected and I know he’s feeling frustrated today.