I am on a roll (or should I say Miss V is on a roll?)
I arrived from work and V was in the bathtub. She sent me a text message telling me to go get in the bathroom. When I did, she told me that she was horny and wanted to be touched, but told me that I needed to go work out so I could get a green marble later.
She told me that she wanted me to get a green marble tonight, because she wanted me to come inside her. I told her that she could always made decisions, and that the marbles were only enforced for me.
"What?" she asked. "Change the marbles in your favor? Never! I'm having too much fun!"
I'm successfully creating a monster...
"You know what I want?" I asked. "I want you to spank me hard."
"Will you fuck me hard?"
"Yes."
"Then I'll spank you."
Later, when we got to the room, she undressed and asked me for the container that had the marbles, which I immediately gave to her. It only had 5 green marbles and 11 red ones, so I was not hoping for a green one.
It came out green.
"I wished it to be green," she said as I removed my clothes. "Get over here, boy"
As I approached, she pulled me and slapped me hard on the right cheek.
I kind of allowed her to place me on her legs and she more or less spanked me. She asked me if it was hard enough and I said that it could be harder.
"But your butt is red already," she said.
I told her that as she knows, I get red easily, but I was not hurting, and that if tomorrow I could not sit because of her spanking, it would only make me think of her.
"You are a weirdo," she said, spanking me harder. "But you are my weirdo."
She told me that she could not spank me any harder because her hands hurt, and I mentioned that that was the reason many spankings are done with implements.
She asked me for a kitchen spatula, I brought a plastic one with holes, which I hoped would have some sting and she proceeded to spank me some more, except that she asked me to turn around and screw her while she did it. I was so excited that I came before she did, but I managed to keep going long enough for her to get an orgasm as well...
"Thank you," she said.
"No," I said. "Thank you."
Then she asked me if I wanted to go outside and call everyone to bed, and I said no.
"What?" She said. "You just score once and now you think you're all that?"
She took the spatula and smacked me with it again to the rhythm of go-call-the-kids-to-bed!
I did as I was told and she commented that the spatula didn't seem to have the same effect on me after sex as it had before.
"It felt the same," I said, to which she responded that she was not talking about the sting on my butt, but my emotional response. I didn't know what to say about that.
After all was finished, I placed the spatula by my bedside table and told her that she could do it again whenever she felt like it.
"Of course," she said.
Now as I sit writing these lines, my butt is red and I can feel the heat of my first spanking, but I'm quite sure that by morning it will be all gone, because it was not that hard. It was her first time, and she really tried, so I know I will get it harder in the future.
Oh, and I almost forgot. Yesterday I mentioned that I thought Miss V wanted to hide behind her "maid" alter-ego to punish me. I think that is right, because at some point during my spanking today, she mentioned that the maid is very upset with me, and that when she comes (when her uniform arrives?) she is going to put me in all fours and beat the crap out of me...
I can't wait ;)
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Monday, August 27, 2012
About to be taken with a Strapon
As promised on Yesterday's post, here is an account of the conversation V and I held while on vacation. This happened very early in the morning, as we laid in bed. We'd had intercourse the night before and I had not been able to sleep after that. V was just waking up.
V described to me a "weird dream" that she had, where she had a penis, not a regular penis, but more like a malformed appendix that hung to her front and was totally dysfunctional. She said that it also looked "fake". I listened to her story and could not resist the temptation to suggest that I would love it if she would try doing me from behind with a fake.
"Really?" She asked.
I answered in the affirmative and explained to her that while I would never consider having sex with a man, I think I'd very much enjoy being on the receiving end of the relationship if she was the giver. She told me that she was curious, so I pressed my case and showed her some images of strap-on dildos. She pointed at one and said that it looked "sexy". I asked her if she would like to use it on me and she said that she would need to think about it.
We continued our conversation and she told me that a couple years ago, she would not have even considered something like this (I knew it! I've been saying this in my blog for a couple years now!) but that now she feels more secure and confident and understands that people can have different ways of enjoying themselves. She said that she was so glad that we could have this kind of conversations and that she thought that if I had brought this up when she was younger, she might have felt threatened, but now she was more open to new ideas. I felt like pushing it all the way, before the mood disappeared.
"Wow!" She said pointing at another one of the images. "With this we can REALLY switch roles!"
"No way!" I said. "This is way too big (it was huge) and you are not putting it inside me!"
"Now you know how I feel," she said laughing.
"But I'm tiny compared to THAT!"
"Not to my ass, you aren't"
I understood she was referring to anal sex, which we did several times early in our marriage, but she declared off-limits afterwards due to pain and her opinion of it being dirty.
"I can't believe I'm actually excited about this," she said. I have never done this, it is something new!"
"I haven't done it either," I said.
"We will be virgins again, with all the clumsiness and shyness and all that."
The conversation ended in her declaring that she would think about it some more before making a decision. I confessed to her that I was really excited with the idea of her fucking me from behind and thanked her for even considering it.
Two days later, I asked her if she had considered our conversation and she said that she had not, but the day after we returned from vacation, when I went into the room, she asked me if I liked something she was looking at on the computer. I walked in and saw a very sexy french maid outfit. I told her it was beautiful and she said that she would buy it for our "maid". My wife has a running joke where she tells everyone (family, friends, kids) that she doesn't do any housework ever, but that we have a maid that actually comes and does it for her. She was even looking at sexy french maid high heels, which I found very enticing. I like how V keeps growing in her confidence and seems to enjoy her erotic power more and more. It is promising, exciting and a little scary.
Anyway, since she had brought the "shopping for sexy stuff" topic up, I felt encouraged to ask her again about our vacation conversation. I was a little hesitant because I don't want to scare her or anything, but also, I don't want to waste opportunities to progress to the next level.
"Yes," she said. "Buy it for me, but make it beautiful."
My daughter overheard her saying that, since the door was open and she walked in asking what she was going to buy.
"Shoes," responded V.
"Oh, I want to see them," said the girl walking past me and looking at the computer.
Uh, oh...
I went to the bathroom, and when I came back, I asked my wife if my daughter had seen the sexy maid outfit and she told me that she had shoes on the screen. That was a pretty darned fast maneuver right there...
Anyway, I asked her what she meant by "beautiful" and she said that she didn't really know, but that we should look at them together and she would judge.
We did.
I found myself rejecting some "cute" ones because they were too big, and she rejected many because they were ugly. In the end we settled for a Tantus Curve strapon kit, which I'm trying to picture here:
V described to me a "weird dream" that she had, where she had a penis, not a regular penis, but more like a malformed appendix that hung to her front and was totally dysfunctional. She said that it also looked "fake". I listened to her story and could not resist the temptation to suggest that I would love it if she would try doing me from behind with a fake.
"Really?" She asked.
I answered in the affirmative and explained to her that while I would never consider having sex with a man, I think I'd very much enjoy being on the receiving end of the relationship if she was the giver. She told me that she was curious, so I pressed my case and showed her some images of strap-on dildos. She pointed at one and said that it looked "sexy". I asked her if she would like to use it on me and she said that she would need to think about it.
We continued our conversation and she told me that a couple years ago, she would not have even considered something like this (I knew it! I've been saying this in my blog for a couple years now!) but that now she feels more secure and confident and understands that people can have different ways of enjoying themselves. She said that she was so glad that we could have this kind of conversations and that she thought that if I had brought this up when she was younger, she might have felt threatened, but now she was more open to new ideas. I felt like pushing it all the way, before the mood disappeared.
"Wow!" She said pointing at another one of the images. "With this we can REALLY switch roles!"
"No way!" I said. "This is way too big (it was huge) and you are not putting it inside me!"
"Now you know how I feel," she said laughing.
"But I'm tiny compared to THAT!"
"Not to my ass, you aren't"
I understood she was referring to anal sex, which we did several times early in our marriage, but she declared off-limits afterwards due to pain and her opinion of it being dirty.
"I can't believe I'm actually excited about this," she said. I have never done this, it is something new!"
"I haven't done it either," I said.
"We will be virgins again, with all the clumsiness and shyness and all that."
The conversation ended in her declaring that she would think about it some more before making a decision. I confessed to her that I was really excited with the idea of her fucking me from behind and thanked her for even considering it.
Two days later, I asked her if she had considered our conversation and she said that she had not, but the day after we returned from vacation, when I went into the room, she asked me if I liked something she was looking at on the computer. I walked in and saw a very sexy french maid outfit. I told her it was beautiful and she said that she would buy it for our "maid". My wife has a running joke where she tells everyone (family, friends, kids) that she doesn't do any housework ever, but that we have a maid that actually comes and does it for her. She was even looking at sexy french maid high heels, which I found very enticing. I like how V keeps growing in her confidence and seems to enjoy her erotic power more and more. It is promising, exciting and a little scary.
Anyway, since she had brought the "shopping for sexy stuff" topic up, I felt encouraged to ask her again about our vacation conversation. I was a little hesitant because I don't want to scare her or anything, but also, I don't want to waste opportunities to progress to the next level.
"Yes," she said. "Buy it for me, but make it beautiful."
My daughter overheard her saying that, since the door was open and she walked in asking what she was going to buy.
"Shoes," responded V.
"Oh, I want to see them," said the girl walking past me and looking at the computer.
Uh, oh...
I went to the bathroom, and when I came back, I asked my wife if my daughter had seen the sexy maid outfit and she told me that she had shoes on the screen. That was a pretty darned fast maneuver right there...
Anyway, I asked her what she meant by "beautiful" and she said that she didn't really know, but that we should look at them together and she would judge.
We did.
I found myself rejecting some "cute" ones because they were too big, and she rejected many because they were ugly. In the end we settled for a Tantus Curve strapon kit, which I'm trying to picture here:
The conversation ended in me telling her that I didn't care for the look of the strapon, but only for the size of the dildo, and that all I wanted from the strapon was that she liked it and that it was comfortable for her, because if it was not fun for her, it would not be fun for me. She ended up by saying that she hopes that it will stay firmly in place, which sounded so promising to my ears that I already placed the order.
If anyone reading this has any experience with this kind of stuff, I'd love to hear it. I've never done this, so I'm ordering a numbing lubricant and an enema kit as well.
I can't believe I am about to be fucked from behind by none other than my wife!
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Progress in Vacation
We have been away for a while, disconnected from the Internet and the stress of every day work.
We were travelling out of state, visiting some relatives of ours. We had fun (in a quiet, relaxing way) and are now back home to our day-to-day routines.
In terms of our relationship, there are several highlights to this vacation:
Another thing that has happened is that V is starting to use her decision power over the marbles, which was one of my goals when introducing the game. She did this in a few ways during our vacation:
Stay tuned for a description of our latest discussion, coming soon...
We were travelling out of state, visiting some relatives of ours. We had fun (in a quiet, relaxing way) and are now back home to our day-to-day routines.
In terms of our relationship, there are several highlights to this vacation:
- I took my marbles with me, which was good, because V was very willing to continue our game, even at someone else's house.
- The odds were low, because we spent a few days on the road and those earned me red marbles.
- I ended up drawing marbles 4 times, and only one came green, so I only had one orgasm during our trip, while I had intercourse 4 times (and was teased more than that). The one orgasm was terrific.
- I made another confession to V about my secret fantasies. I think this deserves a post of its own and will leave it at that for now. For now I will say that she is actually thinking about it.
- V literally ordered me to make her breakfast in front of my sister, and not only that, but she said "and make your sister whatever she wants to eat." I ended up cooking for the both of them while they relaxed by the bar. My sister was not too surprised by my wife asking (her husband helps around the house a lot, although he is not submissive, as far as I can tell) but she was timid when telling me what she wanted to eat. I ended up making the same breakfast for both.
Another thing that has happened is that V is starting to use her decision power over the marbles, which was one of my goals when introducing the game. She did this in a few ways during our vacation:
- One day, she gave me something additional to do, under the promise that if I did, I could get 2 green marbles in the container instead of one. I did as she told me, of course.
- On one of the red marble days, I was penetrating her with great intent when she told me that she was already satisfied, but that I had a choice, I could keep going until orgasm if I "paid" (gave up) 3 green marbles (leaving only one in the container) or I could stop myself whenever I felt I was about to come and keep my count intact. It was a very hard decision (pun intended) because my denial days were at 7 or 8, but I remembered the last time my marbles were all red and it took 10 days for a green one to come up, so I stopped myself. She patted me on the head and said "Good Boy! Something good will come out of it, you'll see"
- The next morning, two marbles came out of the container when she shook it, one green and one red. She decided to pick the green one because "it would have come first" even though I could see the red one on her hand before the green one fell. That was my only orgasm all vacation, so I didn't protest.
- She ordered me to do three things in the morning and noticed I was less than enthusiastic at the idea, so she added that I would do these three things or she would change all my marbles to red. I looked at her and she smiled and said. "Now, THAT called your attention, eh? What are you going to do today?" After I repeated the three tasks back to her, she laughed out loud and and said "This is great!"
Stay tuned for a description of our latest discussion, coming soon...
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Lucky Release after 10 days
I woke up Monday morning with the raging hard-on that is becoming my morning companion. 8 days of denial had gone by and I was feeling quite desperate. I started rubbing V's back and she asked me if I wanted a quickie.
"I don't know," I said like a bumbling idiot. I don't even know why I said that.
"Marbles," she said, in that sweet but final tone that I'm just discovering.
She pulled a red one, as expected (1 green only) and ordered me to fuck her. I had barely penetrated her when I felt that I was about to cum and stopped. This is what I was afraid of, and I had been so glad that I had been able to give her multiple orgasms the previous days, but this time I couldn't.
She immediately pulled out when I said that I could go no more.
"I'm sorry," I said in all honesty, sounding like the lamentation of a lost soul.
"Don't worry about it," she said. "It's okay."
"I owe you one."
"More like three, boy," she finished.
I worked out and added a green marble to the container, ending the day with 2
On Tuesday, V surprised me by bringing me breakfast in bed. A little unusual as of late, but it was something she felt like doing, so she did. I was late and gobbled it up almost without chewing and ran to work. That afternoon, I worked out, and brought the green marble count to 3, but it really didn't matter because no marbles were drawn this day.
Later in the day I remembered that in my hurry, I had not even thanked V for the breakfast and I sent her a message doing so. In the afternoon, I told her in person and also thanked her for playing the game with me. I told her that it is really working and that it keeps me motivated to work out.
"That's good," she said with what I could call a wicked grin that made me go uh-oh...
On Wednesday afternoon, we arrived at home almost at the same time. I was walking into the living room when the boys entered through the kitchen door. I said hi to them as they walked by. Then my beautiful wife walked in, so I waited for her to give her a kiss. She pulled me back towards the kitchen, where the boys could not see us, pushed me against the wall and kissed me quite aggressively, getting her tongue deep into my mouth.
"Don't ask why," she said before sticking her tongue in my mouth again. I wasn't about to ask.
"So what's your plan for tonight?" V asked.
"I'm going to work out right now," I panted.
"You better," she said, giving me a soft slap in the bottom.
I worked out again and changed a marble to now have 4 green.
"Marbles," she said that night.
She pulled a marble, inspected it without letting me see it and suddenly bursted into laughter.
"Guess what you got?"
"Red," I said, 75% percent chances were with my guess.
She opened her hand and I saw, lying there in all its glory, a green marble.
I could not stop smiling. After 10 days of denial, I was going to score again. I hopped in bed and we made quite a bit of noise. I was a savage, ravishing V with the full intent of avenging 10 days of denial. She seemed to enjoy it more than usual as well, perhaps because of my energy level. I have no idea how many orgasms she had. I didn't count and didn't ask, but I know she had more than one, and possibly more than two.
My orgasm was hard and long.
Afterwards, I could not sleep. Every time I was about to fall asleep, I jumped, so I ended up getting up and working on a project on the computer. I was hyperactive, went to bed at 0400 and slept only two and a half hours. I don't know the reason for the insomnia. In the past, I have always slept better after sex. The hyper activity may have been caused by the exertion, or by the hormonal changes after orgasm (I have gone without sex for short periods before, never 10 days, and never with tease involved)
I know 10 days may sound like nothing to some, but to me it was a long time. It was a new record now that I don't relieve myself anymore. Now, another cycle begins. We will see what it brings.
"I don't know," I said like a bumbling idiot. I don't even know why I said that.
"Marbles," she said, in that sweet but final tone that I'm just discovering.
She pulled a red one, as expected (1 green only) and ordered me to fuck her. I had barely penetrated her when I felt that I was about to cum and stopped. This is what I was afraid of, and I had been so glad that I had been able to give her multiple orgasms the previous days, but this time I couldn't.
She immediately pulled out when I said that I could go no more.
"I'm sorry," I said in all honesty, sounding like the lamentation of a lost soul.
"Don't worry about it," she said. "It's okay."
"I owe you one."
"More like three, boy," she finished.
I worked out and added a green marble to the container, ending the day with 2
On Tuesday, V surprised me by bringing me breakfast in bed. A little unusual as of late, but it was something she felt like doing, so she did. I was late and gobbled it up almost without chewing and ran to work. That afternoon, I worked out, and brought the green marble count to 3, but it really didn't matter because no marbles were drawn this day.
Later in the day I remembered that in my hurry, I had not even thanked V for the breakfast and I sent her a message doing so. In the afternoon, I told her in person and also thanked her for playing the game with me. I told her that it is really working and that it keeps me motivated to work out.
"That's good," she said with what I could call a wicked grin that made me go uh-oh...
On Wednesday afternoon, we arrived at home almost at the same time. I was walking into the living room when the boys entered through the kitchen door. I said hi to them as they walked by. Then my beautiful wife walked in, so I waited for her to give her a kiss. She pulled me back towards the kitchen, where the boys could not see us, pushed me against the wall and kissed me quite aggressively, getting her tongue deep into my mouth.
"Don't ask why," she said before sticking her tongue in my mouth again. I wasn't about to ask.
"So what's your plan for tonight?" V asked.
"I'm going to work out right now," I panted.
"You better," she said, giving me a soft slap in the bottom.
I worked out again and changed a marble to now have 4 green.
"Marbles," she said that night.
She pulled a marble, inspected it without letting me see it and suddenly bursted into laughter.
"Guess what you got?"
"Red," I said, 75% percent chances were with my guess.
She opened her hand and I saw, lying there in all its glory, a green marble.
I could not stop smiling. After 10 days of denial, I was going to score again. I hopped in bed and we made quite a bit of noise. I was a savage, ravishing V with the full intent of avenging 10 days of denial. She seemed to enjoy it more than usual as well, perhaps because of my energy level. I have no idea how many orgasms she had. I didn't count and didn't ask, but I know she had more than one, and possibly more than two.
My orgasm was hard and long.
Afterwards, I could not sleep. Every time I was about to fall asleep, I jumped, so I ended up getting up and working on a project on the computer. I was hyperactive, went to bed at 0400 and slept only two and a half hours. I don't know the reason for the insomnia. In the past, I have always slept better after sex. The hyper activity may have been caused by the exertion, or by the hormonal changes after orgasm (I have gone without sex for short periods before, never 10 days, and never with tease involved)
I know 10 days may sound like nothing to some, but to me it was a long time. It was a new record now that I don't relieve myself anymore. Now, another cycle begins. We will see what it brings.
Monday, July 23, 2012
Sunday's Denial
SUNDAY
It was a lazy Sunday for everyone in the family. We didn't do much, except that I made sure to work out, but it ended up not counting, because V reset the count to 1, as she promised. 1 Green and 15 red, that is how my week began...
V made i clear during the day that she was going to get some this night. It was not overtly sexual, but she snuck a kiss here, a nudge there and was generally in a sexy mood all day long. We had visitors, so she told me that she wanted to "go to bed as soon as they left". I am bad at code, so I had to ask her if she meant to sleep. "Go to bed," she repeated. Silly me finally got it.
When the last visitor left, I immediately went to the bedroom (V had retired a few minutes earlier) and found her in bed already. She asked me to make sure any left over food was put away and that the girls took their showers. I quickly did as instructed, of course, being "under the influence" if V's spell, and returned to the bedroom.
When I came back, it was clear to me that V was naked under the covers. She pointed towards my side of the bed and I quickly went around her. I sleep on the far side, next to the windows, while V prefers the side which is closer to the door. I said something I don't remember, and V pointed at the bed with her index finger.
I followed her finger and saw on my side of the bed, a single red marble.
"No talking," she said in a tone that made me smile. "This is what you got tonight, which is not unexpected after your bad behavior last week, so take your clothes off now."
I was trembling like a wet chiwawa as I took my clothes off. I could not believe that she was being so dominant! For all I know, she may have picked up the red marble intentionally, which would be a sweet development. Otherwise, I don't know why she would have pulled the marble while I was away. One way or another, I took it like a man and took my clothes off.
"Now, come here and do me," she said and when she noticed that my erection hardened a little, she laughed and repeated it. "Do me, baby, do me now!"
By the time she said it the third time, I was hard, inside her, doing as I was told and she was not laughing anymore.
I did her for a surprisingly long time. I was expecting that I would not last long and would have to stop myself, but I didn't have to. I rode her long and hard, all the time wanting to make her enjoy it so much that she would want me again and again. I thought she had three orgasms before she told me that it was time to stop, but her tone was weak, her previous dominance gone altogether and I admit that I was tempted to ignore her command and just go on. Luckily I didn't fall for temptation and allowed her to push me out.
"Good night," she said softly. "I hope you sleep well."
I got closer to the source of my pleasure and cuddled with her until I finally was able to sleep.
This was day 7 since my last orgasm and I have only one green marble in the container. I'm a little scared, I admit, but also excited and motivated. As a tool to make me work out this is priceless. I only hope that V doesn't decide that I should always be in chastity. The first week, I ended up with 12 Green marbles and she reset it to 5, the second week, I had only two, and she left me only one, and that was out of pity, she said.
Have I created a monster?
It was a lazy Sunday for everyone in the family. We didn't do much, except that I made sure to work out, but it ended up not counting, because V reset the count to 1, as she promised. 1 Green and 15 red, that is how my week began...
V made i clear during the day that she was going to get some this night. It was not overtly sexual, but she snuck a kiss here, a nudge there and was generally in a sexy mood all day long. We had visitors, so she told me that she wanted to "go to bed as soon as they left". I am bad at code, so I had to ask her if she meant to sleep. "Go to bed," she repeated. Silly me finally got it.
When the last visitor left, I immediately went to the bedroom (V had retired a few minutes earlier) and found her in bed already. She asked me to make sure any left over food was put away and that the girls took their showers. I quickly did as instructed, of course, being "under the influence" if V's spell, and returned to the bedroom.
When I came back, it was clear to me that V was naked under the covers. She pointed towards my side of the bed and I quickly went around her. I sleep on the far side, next to the windows, while V prefers the side which is closer to the door. I said something I don't remember, and V pointed at the bed with her index finger.
I followed her finger and saw on my side of the bed, a single red marble.
"No talking," she said in a tone that made me smile. "This is what you got tonight, which is not unexpected after your bad behavior last week, so take your clothes off now."
I was trembling like a wet chiwawa as I took my clothes off. I could not believe that she was being so dominant! For all I know, she may have picked up the red marble intentionally, which would be a sweet development. Otherwise, I don't know why she would have pulled the marble while I was away. One way or another, I took it like a man and took my clothes off.
"Now, come here and do me," she said and when she noticed that my erection hardened a little, she laughed and repeated it. "Do me, baby, do me now!"
By the time she said it the third time, I was hard, inside her, doing as I was told and she was not laughing anymore.
I did her for a surprisingly long time. I was expecting that I would not last long and would have to stop myself, but I didn't have to. I rode her long and hard, all the time wanting to make her enjoy it so much that she would want me again and again. I thought she had three orgasms before she told me that it was time to stop, but her tone was weak, her previous dominance gone altogether and I admit that I was tempted to ignore her command and just go on. Luckily I didn't fall for temptation and allowed her to push me out.
"Good night," she said softly. "I hope you sleep well."
I got closer to the source of my pleasure and cuddled with her until I finally was able to sleep.
This was day 7 since my last orgasm and I have only one green marble in the container. I'm a little scared, I admit, but also excited and motivated. As a tool to make me work out this is priceless. I only hope that V doesn't decide that I should always be in chastity. The first week, I ended up with 12 Green marbles and she reset it to 5, the second week, I had only two, and she left me only one, and that was out of pity, she said.
Have I created a monster?
Saturday's Tease
SATURDAY
I woke up with a natural erection. I have not had an orgasm all week, but since I was sick, and was not up to anything sexual, I guess it doesn't count as orgasm denial. V is not counting it either and told me that "tomorrow we start a new week" and that she promised me that I will gave "at least one green marble".
In the morning, she told me that I had been bad and that I don't deserve to have a penis, because I don't do what is needed to give him (my penis) what he needs. She repeated it three times during our conversation and each time I felt a twitch.
"Look at it," she said. "He knows what he wants, but you are a bad owner! Come on, baby, mommy will treat you right..."
She started to play with it and kiss it, but then she stopped.
"Actually," she said. "I think you need to be punished. You are going to give me a full body massage and while you do it, look at my naked body and think about all the good things you are not going to have." She removed all her clothes except a pair of tiny panties that she recently bought and laid face down on the bed.
I gave her a massage, and as is usual when she wants to deny me, she moaned in pleasure. I took a few liberties with the massage and kissed and licked her feet, which is something she is beginning to accept without comment. At the end, she turned around and asked me to do her front as well, but gently.
"That is actually good," she said as I rubbed her lightly nipples with my palms. I did it some more.
I played with her pussy, getting my fingers under her panties as she enjoyed herself.
"Can I kiss it?" I asked her as she moaned.
"You know what?" she said. "Yes. Kiss it, but only over the panties, because you don't deserve it.
I did it, but it didn't last long enough. Oral is something she does "for me" more than anything.
"Now bring me breakfast, biatch!"
She was joking, of course, but in these little jokes I get the opportunity to show some initiative and encourage her, so I said "Yes Miss, what would you like?"
She specified a relatively elaborate breakfast, which I made for her. After that she dismissed with a "maybe I will score again tonight... Maybe."
She didn't. It was a busy day and she decided to go to sleep. This was my 6th day without an orgasm, and I'm finally beginning to feel it.
I woke up with a natural erection. I have not had an orgasm all week, but since I was sick, and was not up to anything sexual, I guess it doesn't count as orgasm denial. V is not counting it either and told me that "tomorrow we start a new week" and that she promised me that I will gave "at least one green marble".
In the morning, she told me that I had been bad and that I don't deserve to have a penis, because I don't do what is needed to give him (my penis) what he needs. She repeated it three times during our conversation and each time I felt a twitch.
"Look at it," she said. "He knows what he wants, but you are a bad owner! Come on, baby, mommy will treat you right..."
She started to play with it and kiss it, but then she stopped.
"Actually," she said. "I think you need to be punished. You are going to give me a full body massage and while you do it, look at my naked body and think about all the good things you are not going to have." She removed all her clothes except a pair of tiny panties that she recently bought and laid face down on the bed.
I gave her a massage, and as is usual when she wants to deny me, she moaned in pleasure. I took a few liberties with the massage and kissed and licked her feet, which is something she is beginning to accept without comment. At the end, she turned around and asked me to do her front as well, but gently.
"That is actually good," she said as I rubbed her lightly nipples with my palms. I did it some more.
I played with her pussy, getting my fingers under her panties as she enjoyed herself.
"Can I kiss it?" I asked her as she moaned.
"You know what?" she said. "Yes. Kiss it, but only over the panties, because you don't deserve it.
I did it, but it didn't last long enough. Oral is something she does "for me" more than anything.
"Now bring me breakfast, biatch!"
She was joking, of course, but in these little jokes I get the opportunity to show some initiative and encourage her, so I said "Yes Miss, what would you like?"
She specified a relatively elaborate breakfast, which I made for her. After that she dismissed with a "maybe I will score again tonight... Maybe."
She didn't. It was a busy day and she decided to go to sleep. This was my 6th day without an orgasm, and I'm finally beginning to feel it.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
More denial is heading my way...
Almost two weeks have passed since I introduced the idea of playing a denial game (see previous posts for more information) and I am excited, happy, more denied than ever and looking forward to a week filled with more denial. The marble count right now is 2 GREEN, 14 RED. If I look at the jar where the unused ones are, I can definitely apply that saying about the grass being greener on the other side. I think and hope to be denied more than ever this week.
Here are some observations:
I'm too tired right now to continue, but I go to bed with a powerful erection and full of fantasies. Perhaps on another post I will describe those fantasies of mine.
Here are some observations:
- V is feeling more confident in denying me, as evidenced by 4 straight days of orgasms for her without the slightest sign of guilt or remorse.
- Her self-esteem is also improving. She purchased more sexy underwear, has been working out and has gone on a healthy diet.
- She has given slight indications that she might transfer her dominance to other areas, e.g. she told me that she would give me a green marble if I did the dishes, and a few days ago, she toyed with my penis while making me promise to take our daughter to a special event.
- She is beginning to accept (if perhaps not understand) that her teasing of me is a gift. She told me that she loved how her body looked now that she has gotten rid of most of her belly fat and told me she was glad her bottom was still big enough to suffocate me. When I asked her if that meant what I wanted ot to mean, she answered that she owed me because I had been very good to her for a whole week. She corrected herself and said that she wanted to owe me.
- She shows no mercy. Once we agree to rules, she enforces them to the letter. This week, I have been sick and have not been able to work out. Every day she has had me change a green marble for a red marble, even though I have few greens left. One day she asked me if I was sure I was too sick to work out, because I was going to "pay" for it next week.
- She chose to grant me more denial. After working out every day last week, I ended the week with a great number of green marbles, I think 12, but on Sunday, she changed them to leave only 5 left. (and now I only have 2 left)
I'm too tired right now to continue, but I go to bed with a powerful erection and full of fantasies. Perhaps on another post I will describe those fantasies of mine.
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