Surprise!

I get home very tired in the afternoon, but we have a commitment we have to attend to, so I eat a light dinner and off we go. The appointment is cancelled, so we are a bit upset as we turn around to go home, because we have not been noticed of the cancellation, and the website still has the event posted as scheduled. At least we get to spend a bit of time together.

By the time we return to the house, Miss V has noticed that I'm really tired.

"I have stuff to do," she says sitting at her computer. "Why don't you go to sleep, and I'll wake you up when I'm ready?"

I agree, although I have no hope of being awaken, because Miss V usually never does. I feel almost like complaining and saying that I KNOW this will never happen, but I'm really tired, so I just close my eyes and fall asleep.

I am awakened to a woman rubbing my penis. I'm still half asleep when Miss V draws the marble from the container and I see its color: RED. This means no orgasm for me, but I have not had one since New Year's day, so I'm desperately eager to do whatever Miss V asks of me.

We end up making love quite hard. I take her from behind, then she turns and I take her face to face as she wraps her legs around me. She makes me work hard, ordering me not to stop when I slow down a little. Sweat drops off my chest and unto hers in great drops. She pinches my nipples hard and I am getting close to the edge, but she slows me down.

"I'm done with you," she says. I love how confident she is becoming in her denial, and can only hope that she is pleased with me so she wants more of the same soon.

"Did you have fun?" I ask as I pull out.

"Ye- I mean NO!" Miss V says with that evil grin that drives me crazy. "Of course not, honey, I'd never do that to you!"

"How many times did you fail to have fun?"

"Only two," she says confirming the two I was sure of, and eliminating a doubtful third one.

"Good night".

Good night, Miss V. You surprised me tonight, when I didn't expect it. Thank you. I love you.

And contrary to all my expectations, I fall asleep again and sleep soundly, all night. Contented in my denied state, happy and fulfilled in making her happy and giving her pleasure.

And this surprises me as well, although only a little.

Why have I done this?

The body lotion is on my bedside table. My wife enters the room and looks at it.

"Ah, good,"she says, taking her clothes off slowly. "You have the lotion ready".

She asks for the container with the marbles. I know the odds of a green marble are minimal, (3 of 17) so I'm not at all surprised when she pulls a red marble.

"Get to work,"she says, now completely naked as she lays face down across the bed.

I am getting out of my clothes, half an erection peeping out of my underwear before I finish.

"Put that away," she says, pointing at my partially hardened tool, but then she corrects herself. "Actually, leave it out, you are going to need it later... FOR ME."

I give her a long massage, from head to toes, or rather the other way around, since I began with her feet. for most of the time, she is playing, or working with her phone, only interrupted by a short ooh, or ahh, as I reach a particularly sensitive area, but when I reach her head, I pull out the scalp massager and she has to drop the phone to simply enjoy the sensations.

"You've got my attention," she says as she moans and squirms in pleasure.

I massage her scalp for a long while and when I think I'm done, she tells me that I need to start over, but this time, When I'm done, I need to be ready to please her.

I get back behind her, and begin to kiss her feet as I go up her legs in my massage. I know that if she lets me use my mouth on her, my erection will harden enough. Surprisingly, she lets me go up and soon I'm kissing her bountiful behind, although not as close to her pussy as I'd like. In  few minutes she pulls me in and I enter her from behind. Her orgasm is quick in coming, but very intense. Then she tells me she's done.

Just like that,

I sleep.

Today she draws a marble again. Another red one.

She grabs my cock and played a bit with it, I tell her that I know my bed is red, and I won't get any, but that if I have to suffer, I want to suffer good.

"I know," she says. "But today I'm going to torture by not making you suffer good."

I whine, I tell her that I haven't have sex since New Year's Day. She tells me that she has, and I realize my mistake. I explain that I meant not had successful sex.

"It was successful enough for me," she says. "You need to be good, and get enough green marbles so when I'm tired, you can get a green marble and do me from behind while I rest."

Then she plays a bit more with my cock and finally tells me that I'm welcome to join her in sleeping.

Now she sleeps while I write this and wallow in my self-inflicted misery and ask "why have I done this?"

Why indeed...

New Year's Golden Marble

I have not been too good during the holidays and my container is full of red marbles. Of course, the black marble, which always remains in play is still in there, and there is a golden marble that I bought by spending 5 marbles back when I filled the container with 100% green marbles. If you don't remember what these colored marbles represent, here is a short summary:

When Miss V wants to have sex, she can choose to decide whether I get to come or not, but she can (and usually chooses) to draw a marble to let chance decide. The color of the marble determines what happens (which she can always veto anyway, something she has done a couple times).

GREEN: I get a green marble when I work out, or when she offers one in exchange for me doing something extra for her. When I green marble is drawn, I get release in the manner of her choosing.

RED: I get a red marble when I fail to work out or when she decides that I have failed her in any other way (she's only done this once). When a red marble is drawn, I get to be denied, usually after pleasuring her, but sometimes, if she's a bit tired, she just turns over and goes to sleep (I hate this more than anything).

BLACK: Always in play (it comes back to the container after it's used). It's considered a punishment marble. There are a series of cards that I wrote with various manners of denial, some of which can be quite long. The Black marble has been drawn once.

GOLD: Only available for purchase in exchange for 5 green marbles and only if I have 100% green marbles (16) in the container. Once it is used, the golden marble is retired and I have to pay for a new one again. The golden marble gives me sexual favors, and it usually ends with a form of release that caters to my fantasies.

RESET: Every Sunday, 5 green marbles are removed from the container and replaced with red ones. Any gold and the black, remain in play.

Well, there were 16 red marbles, 1 black and one golden, and Miss V tried to draw from the container. The black marble came out, but a red one came out with it and she declared it null, dropping them both back in the container. I was a bit bummed, because the black marble is painfully delicious. The last (and only) black marble declared that I would not get to come unless I did it from purely anal stimulation. I had to get pegged until I either had an anal orgasm, or ran out of chances. That was a very intense week, but I ended up coming while riding Miss V's "cock".

Well, it was not to be, so I was resigned to watch Miss V drawing a new marble, which by all probability would be red, when she suddenly drew the golden one. I was super surprised, because both the black and the golden one had only 1 chance in 18 to come out, and she drew them both consecutively.

I gave her the cards I have for the golden marble, and she read them all. She said, that I would be denied and she would save the card for the next time, because it required time that she was not willing to devote at the time. I agreed and fucked her for two orgasms.

"Okay, good night,"she said, and as I resigned myself to her decision and started to pull out, she stopped me. "No, you know what? I think you should just keep going. You owe me."

I continued until I was on the edge and she asked me why I was stopping. I explained that I needed to stop or else I would not be able to hold it, and she squeezed my nipples while we waited, making my whole body shake with pre-orgasmic bliss. After a little while I resumed my movements and gave her a third orgasm, more powerful than the rest, and then she pushed me away.

The next morning, she left early, but I found the golden marble card she had selected on top of my computer. It was one that said that she would do me from behind for as long as she had energy, and when she got tired, she would use her hands to finish me off. So, last night, she did just that.

Before she fucked me, I got to kiss and lick her ass a little. then she turned around and told me that my kisses had gotten her excited and she shoved her "erection"on my face. I was about to suck on it, but she handed me the lubricant and told me to apply it. This is one part where I feel really submissive, when She just stands there, waiting as I have to apply the slippery stuff to the dildo she's going to fuck me with.

Well, she fucked me for a long while, and then started to use her hand. At that point I asked her if I could ride on top instead, and she agreed, so she laid back and I went on top. I didn't last long after that, and a huge load came on her chest. I so wanted to lick it off, but she handed me a small towel and asked me to clean her up.

This morning, she told me that she heard a rumor that I had been a bad boy and had been raped up my ass because of that. She also warned me to behave "or else"... Hearing her say that was bliss.

So we begin the new year, three orgasms to one, and the marble game has 14 red, 2 green and 1 black.

Now it will be a few days until Miss V can enjoy herself again, because nature is home for her monthly visit and she's feeling unusually bad this time. This should give me some time to add more green marbles to the container...

A threesome (not) in my future

Christmas came and went, and I did not get my wish of getting a chastity belt.

That doesn't mean that nothing interesting happened. Miss said, for the first time in my memory that there was a woman that was so hot, that she would not mind having a threesome with me. She said that in front of her kids, who started to laugh and joke when she said that the woman was Shakira.

If you don't know who this petite hot Latina singer performer is, check this video where she performs with Beyonce. Two of the hottest performers, in my opinion. My favorite part is in the last minute or so, when they exchange roles and you have both performing together as one and then as the other... Seeing Beyonce twisting her hips with Shakira is so HOT, it must be illegal somewhere...

Anyway, this is never going to happen, but it was so hot to hear my wife telling people that I would be allowed to be with another woman if that woman was Shakira. She later repeated that in private, when I was looking for a video to embed here.

"Oh, my God", she told me just a minute ago, "I love her!"

I so horny right now... Not that I will ever have a threesome, much less with Shakira, but it is still so hot that even though I know my wife is pushing my buttons, it still works.

So, among other things, I gave my wife a necklace with a heart shaped key for Christmas. No, not THE KEY, but I wanted to see what her reaction would be, after we had talked about chastity belts and keys and all.

She said she loved it, and whispered in my ear that she knew I meant the key to my chastity. I asked her if I would get my wish fulfilled and she said she didn't know, using a tone that implied a strong reluctance, so I need to lay off the chastity belt for a while. At least the idea is there, where it can slowly work its way through her rationalization... like taking me from behind orgasm denial did.

I was about to say like taking me with a strapon did, but that one took me by surprise, because she accepted it the first time I mentioned it. Orgasm denial, on the other hand, was a little hard for her to accept (or to accept that I would accept it, more likely) but now, there is no sex that happens unless she wants it, and she has not been afraid to just make me stop after she's done.

If only she would awaken to the power of the physical tease... but that's the next stage, I hope.

I asked for it...

PART 1 SPANKED

Two nights ago I was browsing the web for some panties that say "spank me" in the back.I have been thinking of getting a pair and wearing them on Christmas Eve, and I was checking some of my options. Since most of them are made for women, I don't know exactly what size will fit me.

Well, I fell asleep while browsing and was awakened by my wife grabbing my penis and biting on my neck.

"Is that what you want?" she asked.

I groaned when I opened my eyes and saw the screen. It was a pair of black panties with "Spank Hard" written on white letters. I told her that it was supposed to be a surprise, which she didn't believe, of course, because who would do something like leave a computer on with what was clearly meant to be a request on screen? No one would think of using THAT method to veil a request (end sarcasm).

Anyway, she turned me over and spanked me with the kitchen spatula I bought for her. She spanked me several times, then turned me over and sucked my penis for a bit. Then she turned me around again and spanked me some more. She asked me if I already have her Christmas gift ready. When I said no, she spanked me. She asked me if I was going to get it ready, when I said yes, she spanked me anyway and said "Good!". In summary, she spanked me quite a bit more than she has ever done, and for the first time ever, I got close to ask her to stop. Then she teased me about my penis being as red as my ass and asked why was it dripping if I knew I wasn't getting any. That only made it grow stiffer, of course, and then she wished me a good night and went to sleep.

PART 2: A CHASTITY BELT?

Last night, while I was edging myself, I went beyond the edge and I came. This morning, of course, as my luck would have it, for the first time in a week, my wife wanted me to perform for her and she drew a GREEN marble out of the container, which meant I got to come.

She told me she was making sausages for breakfast and thought about me.

"I don't normally think about your penis when I eat sausages", she said. "So it must mean that I have not gotten any in too long."

I managed to get an erection long enough to give her an orgasm, but it failed shortly after. I was a bit embarrassed, and didn't want my wife to think that I didn't want her, especially since I have not officially ejaculated in almost three weeks, so I confessed. She took it pretty well, said that it was only natural and that I seemed to be more frustrated than her about the whole thing.

"I had my fun, after all,"she said.

I kind of wanted her to be a little more upset, so I could ask for a chastity belt, but she seemed very casual about the matter, which gave me pause. Then she told me to get up, make her breakfast and go outside and bring the groceries from the car. It was cold outside, so I would have to dress warmly.

"Oh, and come over here," she said before I got dressed. She gave me a single hard spank. "This is for cheating on me with yourself, and that green marble you got today? It doesn't go back into the container. You lost if for failing me."

When i came back from the car, and she was eating her breakfast, I told her that I wanted a chastity belt. She answered a little disbelieving, but left a door open by asking "how does that even work?". I said I'd show her, and pulled my laptop, where I already had two chastity devices selected for her to choose, but when I was about to show her, the computer decided to do an automatic update and restart. (hate these automatic updates, and why didn't it happen at 0300 hours as it is supposed to do?) so I could not show her. She could not wait. because it was time to go to work. I asked her if I could show her on my phone and she said that I could if i found it fast.

I showed the two devices shown here:

She said that this was the strangest thing that I had ever shown her and had several questions:

• Why are they all metal?
• Wasn't this supposed to be a belt?
• Wouldn't these be very cold?
• Do you wear these all the time?
• What if I have the key and I don't see you all week (like last week?) does that mean you have to wear it all week?
• Wouldn't it become all green and stinky?

I did my best to answer the questions in the limited time she had before she had to leave. Of course, I don't have perfect answers to all the questions, since I have never had one of these devices, but I did what I could.

She said that she had to go, but that she needed to ask me for two things. One was to go shopping for the groceries that she could not get the night before, and use them to make dinner.

"That's one thing?" I asked jokingly.

She said yes. The other one was to clean the living room, put everything in its place, clean the dining room, the kitchen and do all the dishes (of which there is a mountain). I don't know if the second one is that much because I questioned the first one, or she had planned to ask me to do everything, but here I am, getting ready to clean the whole thing. She even told me that I could not ask my son to help, because he had helped her yesterday and it would be unfair, so I have to do the whole thing myself.

I'm not complaining. The last thing I want to do is try to get those pesky little ones to do anything. I prefer cleanup to supervising children cleaning up. Plus, when I clean up, Ms V usually feels very generous afterwards.

Anyway, back to the chastity device thing, I don't know what Ms. V will decide, but the cat is now out of the box, and I have asked for it. The important thing is that the worst thing that can happen is that she say no. She didn't get offended or anything. She actually told me that I may get to please her again tonight, if I'm lucky. 

I'm sure we'll get to talk about this some more. 

What V Wants: Proactive Help.

I had a conversation with V the other night that illustrated one of the ways in which we submissive men make mistakes when it comes to our attempts to bring out dominance from our partners.

It was very simple, but helpful.

The background is this: V was upset with me because I made a blunder out of her birthday celebration, so I was not just being denied, I was being ignored. I have spoken about the difference between the two before, so I won't go there. The main thing is I wanted to make amends, and was being very helpful around the house and with the kids, and all. This lasted for many days. I apologized in any possible way I could, brought her flowers, etcetera.

One day, I think after 10 days of this, I texted her that I loved and would do anything to please her.

"Not do. Be" Came her simple response via text.

She gave me two more days of the cold treatment, and then on day 12, she whispered in my ear (the children were present).

"If you work out and are proactive, I'll take care of you when I get back from work".

She went to the kitchen and I followed her.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You are a big boy," she said. "You'll figure it out."

I didn't say anything. To me it felt like a lose if you do, lose if you don't type of deal. She must have seen my idiotic face because when she turned around, she asked what I thought she meant.

"To me, " I said, choosing to be completely honest. "It sounds like you want me to do something, but don't want to tell me what it is".

"You see? That's the problem!" She said, but I could tell that she was not as upset as she had been for the past several days. "You think that I want you to do something specific, and that's not what I want. I want you to look around, there are many things you can do to help, and do something, help with the kids, the family, the house, don't you understand?"

"I do," I responded meekly.

And I finally did.

In my quest for submission, I had become inert, and expectant on her direction, but what she wanted was someone who anticipated her needs and went ahead in helping without requiring her direct command.

I chose to do all the dishes, cleaned the table and the stove, and made sure the younger ones did their things before going to bed.

It was enough.

When V came back she took me to bed and told me that I could come inside her.

I did as I was told, and had one of the most intense (but not long-lasting, sadly) orgasms of my life.

So, V wants a man who serves her, but that shows some initiative in deciding to do it instead of being commanded. The day after that, she told me that she would give me the pleasure of doing something for her, and made me write some materials for her job.

When we were in the car the other day, I asked her if there was a house chore that she disliked above all others, one that she would give away to someone else if she could.

"Dishes,"  she answered without hesitation.

"Because of your hands, eh?" I asked.

"Yes, I can't use gloves because they dry my hands, and I can't not use gloves because the dish washing soap dries my hands."

"I see," I said, leaving the rest unsaid. I love her hands, how small and soft they are, and I made my mind right there: she will not have to do dishes again if I am home to prevent it.

I think this count as being proactive.

Reason 3 of 12: I enjoy a heightened state of energy and awareness

Recently, while enjoying some time off, I had time to think about why I want orgasm control and came up with a list of 12 reasons. These reasons were listed in the order they came to mind, which may or may not follow a logical order. After posting that list, I thought it would be a good exercise to post a brief explanation of each one of them, here is reason number 3.

FOR THE COMPLETE LIST OF REASONS, SEE THIS POST

Instinct may play a diminished role in modern-day humans, but our physical bodies are equipped with the capacity to focus on what they consider lacking. Have you ever notice how when you are hungry, your sense of smell seems enhanced? The most deliciously torturous smells of food are those who reach you when you are starving. Taste is enhanced as well, and food does indeed taste better when you are hungry.

The opposite of this is also true.

After eating, if you ate enough, your senses become dull to the stimuli of food smells and tastes, and if you really overdo it, you may find yourself suddenly disgusted at what earlier was a delicate, enticing aroma.

When you crave for an orgasm, your senses become aroused to the touch, smell, and look of the human female. You feel a jolt of energy coursing through your body, you feel more awake, more alive, more energetic. All this is part of what your body does to ensure reproduction (hush, don't tell it that sex is not ONLY for reproductive purposes).

When I'm denied an orgasm, I feel stronger. I feel healthier, more motivated and alert. My senses tingle when I detect the smell of my mate, an her touch is glorious to me. I feel, as I mentioned in an older post, more in control of the situation (which is ironic, being that this state of mind is inflicted upon me by another) and more in control of my body (also ironic).

On the opposite end of the orgasm, I feel lethargic, lazy, fog-brained, tired...

So, as long as the denial is not too excessive, guess on which side of my orgasms I want to be?