It feels like ages since I have posted (it has been too long). However, I have felt like I didn't know what to post. The past few weeks have been difficult for Barry and for me with respect to his being kept in a chastity device and with me learning to understand how to be an efffective keyholder for him. I initially thought I would just keep him locked up and orgasm free for a week or more at a time. However, while it is obviously hard for Barry, I was surprised to learn that it would also be hard for me. I like giving him pleasure! So, I have been been trying to figure out what to do. I have really appreciated the various comments that readers have offered, and have been considering a numberof the suggestions offered.
I have eventually come to the understanding that I need to keep Barry sans orgasm for a length of time to make an impression upon him and achieve full control. I have also come to realize that I also need to help both of us get through that process. He has now not had an oorgasm for a little over three weeks. It has not been easy for him. However, I think I am beginning to learn how to manage him, thanks to the help of your suggestions and reading I have done of other blogs.
I have found that letting him out of his 'cage' under controlled circumstances is helpful. I have also found that intense teasing (and denial) is also beneficial. The teasing gives each of us satisfaction, but the denial keeps him under my control. So, I have been removing his device about twice a week for a thorough cleansing (and shaving when appropriate) of his genitals, and also provides an opportunity for easy teasing and denial.
I have also found that the Ride-On PPA is a wonderful alternative chastity device. It covers his penis, allows easy teasing of his scrotum, and provides great pleasure for me ... the best of all worlds from my point of view! I have come to love the Ride-On. It not only provides me with great pleasure, but it also provides a great handle by which I can lead my man around :-).
Last night, during an intense teasing session, I also decided to give Barry a choice. I told him that I would allow him to masturbate in my presence and I would make him stop all stimulation the moment he began to orgasm ... or he could wait anothe three weeks and receive a full orgasm from me. I was a bit surprised to have him choose the latter option.
So, his celibacy continues; but my pleasure from his Ride-On and oral worship also continues. Chastity is definitely a new journey for us. Based on his decision last night, I think we are each enjoying the journey.
Susan
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Prostate Milking
Neither Barry nor I slept well last night. He was extremely restless and kept waking me up with his tossing and turning. He feels it was do to being locked up for so long (it has been well over a week and I have told him that he will not have any pleasure until at least Saturday night). I don't plan to change that decision.
Since I made the decision to keep Barry in chastity, I have been reading a good bit about prostate milking. I am quite intrigued about this process, and am wondering if it would be a good way to relieve sexual stress without providing any pleasure. Do any readers have experience or advice for me in this area? Has anyone used any of the insertible devices that purportedly assist in this endeavor?
Susan
Since I made the decision to keep Barry in chastity, I have been reading a good bit about prostate milking. I am quite intrigued about this process, and am wondering if it would be a good way to relieve sexual stress without providing any pleasure. Do any readers have experience or advice for me in this area? Has anyone used any of the insertible devices that purportedly assist in this endeavor?
Susan
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Losing Control
Barry and I had a wonderful weekend visiting with dear friends. However, our drive home on Sunday was not what I would have asked for. It started out lovely, with Barry and I having time to recollect the events of the weekend and how much we enjoy the other couple. I was also teasing Barry quite a bit about whether or not I would release him from his cage and allow him some for of pleasure. After all, it has been over a week since I locked him up again :-).
About an hour from home Barry received a text message related to work, which he read while he was driving. I hate it when he does that and I reminded him of that fact. To make matters worse, he decided he needed to reply immediately and began doing so. I told him to stop and that he could dictate the response to me and I would send it for him from his phone. However, of course, he thought he was fine and continued to do so. Well, a truck in front of him blew a tire and immediately hit its breaks and was swerving. Due to being engrossed in texting, Barry reacted more slowly and had to swerve to the right to avoid the truck. Fortunately, we were in the far right lane. However, while sweving, Barry lost control of our car and we went off the shower and down a small embankment where we became mired in wet grass and mud from last week's rain. We were both OK, as was the car. But, we were stuck. An hour later, we were towed out of the muck and continued home.
As I'm sure you can imagine the rest of the ride home was very quiet. I was steaming about his texting causing the incident, which could have easily been far worse than it was. Since we were running later than planned, we stopped at a local favorite pub-style restaurant close to home and had a quick dinner. When we arrived home and Barry had brought in our suitcase, I told him to get a shower and meet me in the bedroom. He must have assumed that I had pleasurable things in mind for him, because he asked if I was going to join him in the shower to shave him (he was well overdue). I couldn't believe it and responded with something like "Do you really think you are going to enjoy any pleasure tonight after the dumb-ass move you pulled to text while driving and almost getting us killed? No! I'm not going to join you in the shower, but you are correct that you need to be shaved. You will do it yourself, but with your cage on. Get every place you can and your bottom had better be as smooth as a baby's butt, because that what I want to see when I punish it tonight. Your are in for a serious punishment paddling."
When Barry joined me in the bedroom, our pillows were in a pile in the center of the bed. Four of his old ties that I use to secure him to the bedposts were tied to the posts, ready for his wrists and ankles. And, our lexan paddle was on top of the pillows. The look on Barry's face was priceless. I had never tied him to the bed face down, but it was obvious what I planned to do that night. I told him to remove his panties (the only thing he was wearing) and lie over the pillows. As he did so, I placed the lexan paddle in front of his face and secured his ankles and wrists. The pillows nicely elevated his newly shaven bottom. Once he was secured, I used my finger tips to admire his handiwork and told him that I was going to enjoy applying the lexan to his entire bottom and upper thighs. He immediately began to apologize and beg for forgiveness, but I wasn't going to have any of it. In a way, I was probably a bit out of control, because I was still very mad at him for what he had done. This would be the first time I punished him in a state of anger.
When I took the paddle and began to tap Barry's bottom, it was obvious that he was frightened. I didn't give him an warm up, but I also didn't beat him with it. However, I did methodically apply firm strokes at an even pace that worked their way up and down his freshly shaved bottom. It didn't take him long to begin to holler, at which time I took his panties and stuffed them in his mouth with the instruction to take his punishment quietly or it would be much worse. Throughout the paddling I berated his stupidity and kept reminding him how upset and mad I was that he could have killed both of us. I really don't have any idea how many strokes I gave him, but I know his bottom was extremely red and somewhat bruised when I stopped. I told him to lie there and think about what he had done until I came back.
I went into the family room and cooled down a bit. I also decided I wasn't quite done. After about 15 minutes I returned to the bedroom and told Barry that he had been punished for texting while driving and almost killing us. However, I also informed him that he was now going to be punished for not following my directive to stop texting and let me send the text for him. I told him he would receive 25 more strokes of the lexan. By now, I was very calm and in control. I administered them firmly and slowly, so he could feel the full impact of each one. When I was done, I released him from his bindings and took him in my arms. We hugged and kissed and he knew he was forgiven. However, there were clearly tears in his eyes.
We haven't talked about the punishment since that night. However, it is clear that his bottom is still very sore and tender. I don't think he will make the same mistake again. I also hope that I will never punish him in anger again.
Susan
About an hour from home Barry received a text message related to work, which he read while he was driving. I hate it when he does that and I reminded him of that fact. To make matters worse, he decided he needed to reply immediately and began doing so. I told him to stop and that he could dictate the response to me and I would send it for him from his phone. However, of course, he thought he was fine and continued to do so. Well, a truck in front of him blew a tire and immediately hit its breaks and was swerving. Due to being engrossed in texting, Barry reacted more slowly and had to swerve to the right to avoid the truck. Fortunately, we were in the far right lane. However, while sweving, Barry lost control of our car and we went off the shower and down a small embankment where we became mired in wet grass and mud from last week's rain. We were both OK, as was the car. But, we were stuck. An hour later, we were towed out of the muck and continued home.
As I'm sure you can imagine the rest of the ride home was very quiet. I was steaming about his texting causing the incident, which could have easily been far worse than it was. Since we were running later than planned, we stopped at a local favorite pub-style restaurant close to home and had a quick dinner. When we arrived home and Barry had brought in our suitcase, I told him to get a shower and meet me in the bedroom. He must have assumed that I had pleasurable things in mind for him, because he asked if I was going to join him in the shower to shave him (he was well overdue). I couldn't believe it and responded with something like "Do you really think you are going to enjoy any pleasure tonight after the dumb-ass move you pulled to text while driving and almost getting us killed? No! I'm not going to join you in the shower, but you are correct that you need to be shaved. You will do it yourself, but with your cage on. Get every place you can and your bottom had better be as smooth as a baby's butt, because that what I want to see when I punish it tonight. Your are in for a serious punishment paddling."
When Barry joined me in the bedroom, our pillows were in a pile in the center of the bed. Four of his old ties that I use to secure him to the bedposts were tied to the posts, ready for his wrists and ankles. And, our lexan paddle was on top of the pillows. The look on Barry's face was priceless. I had never tied him to the bed face down, but it was obvious what I planned to do that night. I told him to remove his panties (the only thing he was wearing) and lie over the pillows. As he did so, I placed the lexan paddle in front of his face and secured his ankles and wrists. The pillows nicely elevated his newly shaven bottom. Once he was secured, I used my finger tips to admire his handiwork and told him that I was going to enjoy applying the lexan to his entire bottom and upper thighs. He immediately began to apologize and beg for forgiveness, but I wasn't going to have any of it. In a way, I was probably a bit out of control, because I was still very mad at him for what he had done. This would be the first time I punished him in a state of anger.
When I took the paddle and began to tap Barry's bottom, it was obvious that he was frightened. I didn't give him an warm up, but I also didn't beat him with it. However, I did methodically apply firm strokes at an even pace that worked their way up and down his freshly shaved bottom. It didn't take him long to begin to holler, at which time I took his panties and stuffed them in his mouth with the instruction to take his punishment quietly or it would be much worse. Throughout the paddling I berated his stupidity and kept reminding him how upset and mad I was that he could have killed both of us. I really don't have any idea how many strokes I gave him, but I know his bottom was extremely red and somewhat bruised when I stopped. I told him to lie there and think about what he had done until I came back.
I went into the family room and cooled down a bit. I also decided I wasn't quite done. After about 15 minutes I returned to the bedroom and told Barry that he had been punished for texting while driving and almost killing us. However, I also informed him that he was now going to be punished for not following my directive to stop texting and let me send the text for him. I told him he would receive 25 more strokes of the lexan. By now, I was very calm and in control. I administered them firmly and slowly, so he could feel the full impact of each one. When I was done, I released him from his bindings and took him in my arms. We hugged and kissed and he knew he was forgiven. However, there were clearly tears in his eyes.
We haven't talked about the punishment since that night. However, it is clear that his bottom is still very sore and tender. I don't think he will make the same mistake again. I also hope that I will never punish him in anger again.
Susan
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Vanilla Weekend
Tomorrow we are traveling to visit some very dear friends for the weekend. They epitomize the definition of 'vanilla', so we will have to be on our best behaviour :-). That is a bit difficult for me, since weekends are normally the time when Barry and I can really play and explore.
I have also still not told the complete story of last weekend. There was more that occurred. It will come out sometime.
Susan
I have also still not told the complete story of last weekend. There was more that occurred. It will come out sometime.
Susan
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
A Trophy Cock of Sorts
Last Saturday evening will always be very memorable for me. Thanks to a delivery on Friday of a very special new toy, Saturday night was very special.
Many of you probably remember that I have been an admirer of Suzanne at All Mine. She seems like a lovely woman a bit younger than myself who has a younger sissy husband as well as a lover who possesses what she describes as a "Trophy Cock". I have been following her blog for some time now and have been extremely impressed by the way she controls both her husband and lover. She is a source of inspiration and ideas. I must confess that I have also been jealous of her 'Trophy Cock', as she describes her lover. I have always been satisfied with Barry's penis. It is the only one I have known (Yes, I'm old enough to to have be part of a generation in which some women still lost their virginity on their wedding night). I will never regret that. However, after Barry exposed me to the wealth of photos on the web, I have become more aware of the wide variance in penis sizes in the world. As the journey that Barry and I are on has progressed, I've become more curious as to what a larger penis would feel like, especially since I enjoy vaginal orgasms.
Given the above background, I suspect that none of my readers will be surprised to learn that I am not comfortable taking a lover or having an affair. I am very open to exploring each of our needs within the context of our marriage, but I need for Barry and I to remain faithful to each other. That does not diminish my respect for Suzanne or cause me to feel any judgement on the path she has taken. We each must do what seems right for ourselves.
Having shared all of the above, I have still felt a craving to experience a larger penis. Fortunately, I have found a solution that works for me. Last Friday a "Ride On" hollow Prosthetic Penis Attachment that I had ordered for Barry arrived. Barry's penis fits nicely inside it and I still have access to his scrotal sac for teasing and playing. However, it adds 2+ inches to the length of his penis and significant girth. Below is a picture of it.
Many of you probably remember that I have been an admirer of Suzanne at All Mine. She seems like a lovely woman a bit younger than myself who has a younger sissy husband as well as a lover who possesses what she describes as a "Trophy Cock". I have been following her blog for some time now and have been extremely impressed by the way she controls both her husband and lover. She is a source of inspiration and ideas. I must confess that I have also been jealous of her 'Trophy Cock', as she describes her lover. I have always been satisfied with Barry's penis. It is the only one I have known (Yes, I'm old enough to to have be part of a generation in which some women still lost their virginity on their wedding night). I will never regret that. However, after Barry exposed me to the wealth of photos on the web, I have become more aware of the wide variance in penis sizes in the world. As the journey that Barry and I are on has progressed, I've become more curious as to what a larger penis would feel like, especially since I enjoy vaginal orgasms.
Given the above background, I suspect that none of my readers will be surprised to learn that I am not comfortable taking a lover or having an affair. I am very open to exploring each of our needs within the context of our marriage, but I need for Barry and I to remain faithful to each other. That does not diminish my respect for Suzanne or cause me to feel any judgement on the path she has taken. We each must do what seems right for ourselves.
Having shared all of the above, I have still felt a craving to experience a larger penis. Fortunately, I have found a solution that works for me. Last Friday a "Ride On" hollow Prosthetic Penis Attachment that I had ordered for Barry arrived. Barry's penis fits nicely inside it and I still have access to his scrotal sac for teasing and playing. However, it adds 2+ inches to the length of his penis and significant girth. Below is a picture of it.
As you can see, it provides a ring to go around his scrotum to provide stability. It was a bit difficult to get his testicles through the ring. I had to gently do that one testicle at a time, even with its stretchability. However, I'm sure that will get easier with practice.
The end result was wonderful. After I shaved Barry Saturday night, I presented him with our new toy and put it on him. I think he was relieved to be out of his chastity device, but didn't really like the idea of an artificial penis. I must confess that I had fun getting him to explore its effectiveness in several positions. Mission was quite nice and felt very natural. Riding him while he was on his back was not so good. I love that position, since it gives me a lot of control. However, the angle of the Ride On was uncomfortable and I had to be very careful about its length. Hopefully, that will get easier to manage with experience and practice. My big surprise was that I loved having him take me from behind with it (what Barry likes to call "doggy"). The penetration was heavenly and it hit the magic spot for me.
Another surprise to me was that Barry didn't seem to receive any significant stimulation from it. He never came close to achieving an orgasm in any of the positions we tested. Of course that left him unfilled and subject to my teasing when we were done, and I made sure that he received lots of that before I allowed an orgasm :-).
So, I feel like we have added a fun new toy to our toybox. Barry is not quite so enthusiastic, but I suspect that he will come to enjoy it more than the chastity device.
Susan
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Good Night Irene
Barry and I are doing fine after Irene went through New England. We had no property damage other than a bit of debris to clean up in the yard. However, we were without electricity for almost three days. Thanks to Barry's forsight, we own a generator, so we weathered survived those three days quite comfortably. All is now back to normal and we feel very thankful that we had so little damage. Our hearts to out to our neighbors and friends in other areas, especially Vermont which was severely hit.
Now that things are back to normal, I hope to get back to posting more in the near future.
Susan
Now that things are back to normal, I hope to get back to posting more in the near future.
Susan
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