[tongue+groove] From vanilla to spumoni

[Chosen_Jackal]

Do you mean giving her money in exchange for sexual favors for you, or you paying her for the opportunity to do sexual favors for her?
Interesting either way.
I’ve never leaned that way, but I see the kink/humiliation opportunities!

[Tongue+groove]

Either way actually. We have always practiced joint finances so it’s not like she has hers and I have mine. It’s the thought of watching her tuck a bill in her bra and looking at it while she blew me. Or even better now that she’s starting to treat me like a toy more to think of the humiliation of her paying me as an escort.

Again just an internal mind game with myself. I probably shouldn’t even go down that road.

[Tongue+groove]

God I’m horny tonight. I need some serious kink. Not sure what it is. It’s more than a casual spanking. I need something severe. How do I approach her about this. Not sure what I need but it’s severe.

Wish me luck this evening.
Life is good.

[denied_one]

God I’m horny tonight. I need some serious kink. Not sure what it is. It’s more than a casual spanking. I need something severe. How do I approach her about this. Not sure what I need but it’s severe.

Wish me luck this evening.
Life is good.

Ask Her to give you a mark you will feel for a week.

Good luck!

[Tongue+groove]

Another lengthy reflection.

I made that post last night probably more out of frustration. And here I thought I had my hormones under control. I had even made posts of that nature on another thread. It makes me wonder if we ever get control of anything.

After my post I tried to start a new book and failed so I just sat and listened to the music she had playing. She was working a puzzle or game on her iPad. She asked if something was wrong. She picks up on my feelings rather quickly, especially when I’m out of character. I replied that I wasn’t sure, I was just feeling weird, like I needed a shot of dopamine. I said I was feeling weird in a kinky sort of way but not in a punishment way.

She did some dopamine research out of fun. We talked more In general. After a while I said I was going to bed and sleep it off.

She has a soft nightie that she lets me wear at times so I put it on. It’s not that I’m a cross dresser, it’s because it helps me feel closer to her. I think it’s the scent. It makes me feel like I’m in her skin. It has taken some time but she has become more comfortable with me needing this.

As I layed there thinking I came to the conclusion all this was due to a cage disruption. After my plumbing maintenance the other night I noticed a skin irritation. I don’t know why but I can go for weeks on end with no problem and out of the clear blue this happens. I had been out for a day or two healing and was now back in the metal nub. The weight, the void and this gloomy weather had taken its toll. Sleep came quickly.

Then a light came on in the hallway. It was Mrs. G coming from the shower in just her towel. When she came to my side of the bed she said I didn’t realize you were asleep, I didn’t mean to wake you, are you ok? Yes just sleeping in your skin.

I heard her get dressed and slip into bed. She spooned me and put her hand up my nightie and reach around and do a cage check.

Good you’re back in lockup.

Then her hand went up my back and out of nowhere her nails clawed all the way down. Yeaowwww!!!!!! Ok, now I was awake.
Then around to my nipple and a serious pinch with her nails. Shit! That hurt. Biting the back of my shoulder and dragging her nails from my nipple around my flank to my back again and the most intense neo set in.

That was it, that was what I was needing. I hadn’t had an neo session in quite awhile. She continued with the nails, the biting and the nipple pinching for several rounds of neo quivering. When she was done she gave me strict instructions about cleaning and drying myself from all my oozing.

This morning I had her rub lotion in my back and flank. There are some nice red streaks wrapping around me and down my back along with some mild teeth marks on my shoulder. I’m going to feel this today.

Oh how I love the unpredictability of this amazing woman.

Life continues to be good.

[Tongue+groove]

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Hope this loads. I custom made this for Mrs. G. She says it leaves red hearts on the first few swats.

[denied_one]

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Hope this loads. I custom made this for Mrs. G. She says it leaves red hearts on the first few swats.

Loooove it!!!!

[KHEmmi]

I custom made this for Mrs. G. She says it leaves red hearts on the first few swats.

I bet it does. Nice!

[Tongue+groove]

Not much happened this weekend. Just several little things to note. Oh and btw thanks for the kind words about the paddle. I got a pm about it that gave me an idea for some other designs. Maybe one in the shape of a heart. Or a heart attached to the end of an ouchie stick. Who knows time will tell.

It seems that Mrs G is really been finding her groove. (Pun was intended). Speaking of her groove I’ve been missing it dearly. At the end of this week it will have been a month without piv. Not even piv edging. I know I asked for it. I just didn’t think she would hold fast. She likes cock and has no desire to give it up completely. Good thing for me because I’m not sure two ruins a month is the way to go. Sometimes I think they make it worse. However I haven’t missed the drop at all.

As for finding her groove. Getting in the car for church yesterday and I noticed she was standing idly by her door. Oh crap! I dropped the ball. I put a covered dish I was carrying in the back seat and hustled around the car to open her door. I tried to act smooth about it, but I could tell by her subtle smile that she knew I slipped up. Snow still in places on the church parking lot. I pulled up next to the building and hustled around to get her door. Wow that felt good her just waiting patiently for me to tend to her.

Before bed last night she checked my lockup to be sure I was secure. Then she inspected some of the remaining claw and bite marks. Part of me thinks she is starting to find the real heartfelt passion that can come from such acts. Her gentle touch on them had a sort of aftercare effect. Once in bed we snuggled with my head burrowed into her warm breasts. If only she hadn’t wore her comfy sleep clothes. I thought I would be gentle, subtle and romantic and got to a point where I, in my softest voice suggested we make love. She simply said no and pulled me in tighter. Then with the right words and some more boob snuggles she brought me two mild Neo’s. Afterwards she told me that those should help me through the night, and they did.

Wow, she expected me to get her door and told me no all in the same day. Not to mention some of her subtle comments about my birthday this week. The words birthday celebration has started the cumfusion.

When asked what I wanted I mentioned a golden shower. A little discipline for being a dirty boy wouldn’t hurt either. I have a feeling that she will be having me cum for sure. The vanilla side of her still thinks that is what I want most of all. I’m not sure she will use denial as a birthday gift. And now I’m not sure what I would prefer. She does give amazing head.

Oh, cumfusion. It could be a long week.

[Tongue+groove]

After a week long snowstorm Mrs. G is back to work. Yesterday was brutal for her. I had made her lunch that morning and drew her a picture of a key in a heart on the napkin. At lunchtime she sent me a text thanking me and telling me how much it helped her day.

When she got home she vented and then it was game on with subtle teasing. Some of her comments.

I ordered you a new tool (I love tools it’s my thing). It’s to help you treat the new floors. Now you won’t have to do it on your hands and knees you can stand up. You need to plan on doing them when it gets here.

Talking with her and I noticed the first house fly of spring. She looks at me sternly, why did you let a fly in the house? You know I can punish you for that.

After my last skin issue I am now required to unlock and thoroughly clean and inspect daily. So after my shower I’m preparing to relock when she plopped on the bed and stares at me.

Me. Are you needing something.
Her. Only to watch it flop around, I like watching it sometimes.
Me. Do I need to leave it out.
Her. Absolutely not. I don’t plan to use it I just wanted to see it. I’ll leave now so you can get him back in his little home.

She’s been acting frisky lately. With my birthday coming I’m a little squeamish about she might be planning, something is up.

She seemed so much happier after toying with me, I know I prefer her that way. If it makes her happy then bring it on.