Life gets in the way sometimes

I haven't posted anything lately because, well, there hasn't been a whole lot to post since the last steamy entry into this blog.

Mistress and I have fallen out of the kink scene as of late due to an abundance of real life work hours, promotions (mine. Huzzah!) and stress over juggling too many things at once.

About 2 weeks after the last post when Mistress fucked me she allowed me to cum inside of her during real, penetrative sex. She's let me do the same several times since then, and the whole D/s relationship has pretty much been forgotten for the moment.

I still lasted longer than I ever have in chastity this time around. Perhaps we'll play again some day in the same way. From what I've read on some of the other blogs that I've found through keyheld.blogspot.com this can be an off and on type of kink.

I'm ok with that.

It's fun to push boundries, but only when both parties are all in. Lately our head space just hasn't been there. We need each other in a more equal and balanced way than what our kinky lifestyle was providing.

Perhaps that's just because we haven't worked out exactly how to do this "properly" yet. Maybe we'll learn as we move forward with out marriage how to both be kinky and deal with stressful times (not bad mind you, just stressful) at the same time. But we're still young and learning.

I will say though, it's nice to be able to get so many PIV orgasms after previously getting none at all!

"I'm going to fuck you until you beg me to stop...

And then you can cum as much as you want."

That's what Mistress Luchia had told me Monday morning. I hadn't remembered it, as I thought it was just a sexy thing to say at the time. I was wrong though.

When I got home from work last night, I took a shower, had some wine, and after being forgetful again I grabbed my milking box from the corner and presented it to her.

"Will you please fuck me and milk me Mistress?" I asked.

She told me to strip, and kneel on my hands and knees on the bed. I put my head down and she got a long thin black scarf from somewhere. Mistress tied my balls and cock tightly at the base, and then she tied each long, free end to each of my ankles. I couldn't stand up straight, and I couldn't get out of my kneeling position without causing myself a lot of discomfort.

Where did she learn that?

I kept my head down as she put some analese on my ass  and then started to fuck me. It was light at first, but then it got harder. Then it got harder still. Then it was fast, and hard, and light exploded behind my eyes as I moaned and clawed at the bedsheets.

I was screaming into the pillow and biting against the pain from being fucked so hard and fast. Earlier in the day I had mentioned to her that there was a forum I'd seen that tells you how to make a home made fucking machine.

"You don't need a fucking machine. You have me. Aren't you my little bitch?"

I couldn't answer her. My concentration was on trying to keep my ass open and presented to her constantly pounding cock in my ass. A stiff, 8 inch replica cock with only a slight amount of give.

Finally I remembered how to speak. I cried out "Please!"

"Please What?" she asked.

"please... stop..."

That was the end. She did. She stopped fucking me.

I was relieved when she pulled her cock out of me, but at the same time it felt empty after being so abused. I couldn't move. I couldn't think at the time. I just stayed collapsed on the bed until I heard the shower start in the bathroom.

I went to join Mistress and we talked about how it went. I was still dazed and fuzzy, which felt good.

She asked me if she broke me, and I nodded, as I had never begged anyone to stop anything before. She also said that next time she wouldn't stop when I begged her too.

25 minutes. She was disappointed though. She was shooting for 30.

Once we were out of the shower she took me back to the bed and started playing with my cock. I wasn't sure if I could do any more, but I managed after a bit of her toying with me.

She pushed me onto my back and put my inside of her and started to ride me, hard and fast. I asked if I was allowed to cum and she leaned over and pushed her body against mine. Mistress breathed her answer into my ear "I promised this morning that I was going to fuck you until you beg me to stop, and then you can cum as much as you want."

It wasn't much longer before I exploded inside of her.

Monday is my favorite day.

Monday is finally here!

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Unexpected surprises

I am a bit late in posting this, but my clock has been reset.

Wednesday night Mistress decided that she wanted to use me. She took my cock out and after playing and teasing me for what seemed like forever she began to ride me.

She fucked me for 15 minutes or more. I wasn't allowed to cum at all, and it was all I could do to hold back. I was pushing down on my muscles. I was clenching my jaw. Biting my tongue. Finally I cried out. "I'm going to cum. I can't take it anymore!"

"Hold it! Don't you dare!" she said. She fucked even faster, and finally...

I pushed her hips up and took myself out of her. It was so difficult! All I wanted to do was cum, but I ended up ruining my own orgasm and pulled out of my Mistresses soft and heavenly vagina.


Well, she was going to lay down next to me and end it. I whined and she kind of scoffed at me.
"You pushed me away. I thought you wanted to stop."

"no no no!" I said. "I was going to cum, I HAD to stop or else I would have. Please fuck me again."

I begged a bit longer, and to my surprise she got back on top of me and rode me again.

As I was building up once more she whispered into my ear, low and sexy "if I let you cum, will you feel bad about it afterwards?"

"Not if you ask me to Mistress."

"Good... then cum. Cum inside of me."

That was all I needed to hear. It didn't take much longer before over a months worth of cum flooded out of me. She started to laugh in amazement at the feeling of all of that liquid splashing into her.

It was a fantastic mess.

After we got cleaned up, she made sure that I knew that this was a special occurrence. I am still not allowed to masturbate, and she will still continue the milkings on schedule.

I have an incredible Mistress, and I think she's getting used to the Femdom relationship she has over me./

Chastity is painful in a way I had never expected

"AAARGGGG!"

A quote from my Mistress, Luchia.

You see, neither of us are used to spending so very much time without touching ourselves. She has been keeping herself from cumming as well for this month. She's better at it mentally than I am, so she doesn't need the chastity belt.

However this previous weekend she came to visit, and let me out for the weekend. She is a kind Mistress. I was relieved because I was dying to have a real shower! She did one better though. She touched me, and teased me. She stroked me and ran her fingers up and down my penis, and oh how sensitive it is now!

I was absolutely amazed at the amount of sensitivity I had regained in the skin in just 14 days of it not touching my pants, or rubbing against anything at all!

We played several times that day. Both of us. I made her cum. We didn't actually have any penetrating sex. We want to save that for when we're actually married. I mean, we've done it before, but the point of this month is to make it very special, and tease each other relentlessly! While we didn't have any penetration, we did do some grinding. I was on top of her and slid my penis downward across her sex, and to my surprise, I actually CAME that way!

That's never happened before. The TOP of my dick has never been sensitive enough to feel... well, anything! To cum with just contact with that was AMAZING!

She came a couple more times under my hands, and we spent so much time in each others arms afterwards that it was hard to part.

All this play came at a price though. We are both as raw and as sore as can be! Everything hurts!! I have what is comparable to a papercut all along the bottom side of my shaft, and all around the head of my circumsized penis, just behind the head, is red, and raw, and I even got a blister!

She isn't fairing much better with her lips and labia.

So, with all that being said, we did some talking about the next two weeks. You see, we wanted to do this so that we would be sensitive and receptive to each other on our honeymoon. But we do NOT want to play on the first night of being married, and then not be able to have sex again for a week because we need to HEAL, and walk around funny because we hurt so much!

So she let me off the hook with my CB device to give me time to heal up. Believe me, I won't be touching myself any time soon.

Has anyone else had this trouble? Male or female?

I'm off to get some more Neosporin.

Ow!

Things are never what you expect

When we walked into the house late Sunday afternoon she disappeared into the bathroom while I unloaded the car.
I started to pick things up in the bedroom. I was going to take a shower. Our time was running out before she had to leave for home, and I wasn't sure we would even get to the best laid plans we'd made the day before.

I was wrong.

She walked out of the bathroom, bare and powerful. she smirked at me. I loved this smirk. Only one corner of one side of her mouth bends upwards, and her eyebrows twitch with the voice of a challenge.

I removed my clothes as well and headed towards the shower. My cage was still in place, yet only with the screw, and it was in need of being cleaned after two days of use.

She joined me under the water as I bathed, and brought with her a screw driver. ahhh freedom! It was a wonderful thing! And even better, only a moment after my cock had been freed, she trapped it again, yet this time in the soft and tantalizing confines of her mouth. She teased me until I was hard, then stood again.

"Go on." She said to me, beckoning me to continue with my shower. I did as I was told. I showered, shaved my cock, balls, ass, and then rinsed myself off under the water. I got out of the shower and moved to the bedroom, and she followed close behind.

The next hour went by slowly, and I am glad that it did. It was an hour that I would have let last forever. We made love with one another like there was no tomorrow, and in some ways we both knew this was true.

She rode on top of me at first, then told me to fuck her if I wanted, and oh I did! I pushed her off of me, we both flipped positions and I held her knees up to her chest as I entered her. I love this position. Wrapping her up like a small package, and then teasing, fucking, and toying with her all I want.

She came twice, internal orgasms, and I came once inside of her. We collapsed into a heap to breath... This is almost always the best part of sex for me. The aftermath, the cuddling, the smiles and silly expressions. It's in the moments after sex, when we're breathless, naked, and vulnerable that I'm the most comfortable about my place in life.

I still had a craving though. I was in need of something more.
We have been experimenting more and more with anal sex lately. She's gotten quite good at finding my prostate and massaging it, and one of our goals is for her to be able to make me cum without any other stimulation except for her finger inside of me.

I love this feeling, and she was kind enough to let me feel it again. I didn't end up cumming from her finger this time, but she did give me quite a good fucking with it.

After all of this love making, time was running short. It was time for the cage to go back on. My Mistress had me gather the pieces of the cage and get them ready. I had to take a drill and make the hole where the screw once went a little bigger to accommodate the lock. From now on this is only a locking device.
I sat on the edge of the bed as I readied the ring around my cock and balls. She took my dick into her mouth and got me hard again. It didn't take much. She tells me she likes doing this so that I can feel myself being trapped and confined.

She knows how to push my buttons in all the right ways.

The cage went on.

The lock was fed through the hole.

"Do you give yourself willingly to me? This is your choice?" She asked me.

"Yes." I felt suddenly a bit apprehensive. She was playing a moment ago and now her demeanor had changed entirely.

"You know that I'll never hurt you. Do you trust me?"

"Yes. I trust you."

She smiled, and I heard a Click.

It was done. I was locked up, and she held the key to the number lock in her head.

I was hers.

This was nothing like the other day. The feeling was something new entirely! I felt more naked than I ever had in my entire life. I had given my penis away. I no longer had the power to grow erect. I would not be able to cum unless it was with her.

I was hers.

I fell to my knees and shook. It was such an overwhelming feeling. One that I still can not describe. Goosebumps covered my body and I looked up at her. She was concerned, but I told her that it was ok. I was happy, and I was willing. This exchange of power had simply left me feeling... small.

I spent the rest of the evening trying to sort out my emotions. I was more in love than ever. I was more sure of it now than I ever had been. To know that there was someone who I could trust so fully filled me to the brim with joy!

It still does. I'm not over the feeling. I hope that I never will be.