[Chosen_Jackal] Pinch me, is this really happening?

[Tongue+groove]

she asked for a little drop.

.

Ok when I m told to drip it means drip. Not seven ruins. Were you even conscious afterwards?

I’ve had multiple neo’s to the point I couldn’t even try to count. But more than one ruin and I will either fully cum or dry up on the second attempt.

Congratulations on your success. And remember all you have to do to break your record is just one more on the next go around.

Each time.

[Chosen_Jackal]

Red did that thing I hate again last night. I swear she knows exactly what it does to me, and she does it anyway.
I’m usually in bed just before her, and yesterday was no different.
When she joined me, she told me she’d thought of so many kinky and fun things she wanted to do to me, but she wasn’t feeling it anymore.

Why does she keep telling me these things?
To tease me?
I’d get it if she told me in a teasing manner, but she says it like it’s a way to relieve herself from feeling guilty about ignoring me or something.
To be fair, I’d much rather she just kept it to herself than tell me what she wanted to do, only to end up not doing it for various reasons.

I decided to react as little as possible, though, and told her I’d never want her to do anything she doesn’t feel like doing.
I suggested we could listen to her audiobook and cuddle a bit before we went to sleep.
That turned into a massage, and a happy Red. No sleeping pills for her, though.

Now I need to be fair to Red. I was frustrated on the inside from her earlier comments, but something got into her.
She decided to test my new cage by seeing how her tongue could get through the bars in various places, while squeezing my balls at the same time.
This actually went on for a while until she told me to turn off the lights, and we went to sleep.

I love this woman! She’s so amazing in so many ways, and she drives me crazy in good, and sometimes not-so-good, ways.

[Chosen_Jackal]

I feel like my last post was a bit unfair to Red.
I should mention some of the good things she does for me as well, like gently caressing my balls before slapping them repeatedly with no warning.
I’m thankful for that.

Or when she plants one heel in my crotch and sticks the toes of her other foot in my mouth.
I genuinely appreciate that as well.

[Tongue+groove]

When she joined me, she told me she’d thought of so many kinky and fun things she wanted to do to me, but she wasn’t feeling it anymore.

You should consider this a good thing. As I’m sure you know, women don’t typically think about sexual things like we do. Well at least in a nonstop fashion. So if Miss Red is coming up with ideas throughout the day then that means she is thinking about this dynamic more often. The fact that she wasn’t “in the mood “ anymore is quite typical after a long day. Especially with kids in the house.

FWIW when we became empty nesters Mrs. G libido skyrocketed. these days if the grandkids are here I don’t even consider any playtime as an option. They wear us both out.

If she thinking of new ideas then you have something to look forward to. It’s kinda like an upcoming birthday.

[Chosen_Jackal]

You’re completely right T&G.
I think I might come across as more ungrateful than I really am in this journal entry. I cherish every moment Red gives me attention, and we’re both learning how to navigate this new lifestyle.
I think Red tells me these things about what she wanted to do, even though she doesn’t have the energy for them anymore, because I used to be really pissy and act like a baby if I felt I didn’t get enough attention.
I’m not proud of that, but I can also say that I’ve stopped that behavior.
I am really grateful that I’m in her mind as much as I am. I don’t take that for granted.

I almost feel guilty when I say that I sometimes look forward to when the kids eventually move out, but I think every parent can relate.
We look forwards to being able to do more extreme and loud stuff without having to think of anyone hearing us.
But I really can’t complain about how things are even now. We have a very active sex life and considering how many people live in dead bedroom situations we’re very lucky!

[denied_one]

I almost feel guilty when I say that I sometimes look forward to when the kids eventually move out, but I think every parent can relate.

We have been raising a family for the past 30 years, with two teenagers (17, 16) in the house the angst and teenage tensions definitely take a toll on my "chastity mood". However we also have a 7 year old. So while we are also looking forward to being empty nesters, we have 11 years to go yet lol

[Tongue+groove]

I remember the pre empty nest years. Always on the go and exhausted. Longing for free time with Mrs. G. That’s when we started having date nights. If you don’t then you should. Put it on the calendar and make it happen.

My first born was always mr. Independent. He left home long before he left home. He’s now been gone from home for as many years as he lived at home. I cried myself to sleep for three weeks when he left. My second she was always a daddy’s girl who was attached to her mothers hip. It took a bit longer for her to leave and it wasn’t any easier.

Point being it comes quicker than a horny man getting a bj after a 100 day lockup. Enjoy the ride.

[denied_one]

Point being it comes quicker than a horny man getting a bj after a 100 day lockup. Enjoy the ride.

Fun analogy! But idk about THAT quick lol

I agree date night is a thing..and needed

[Tongue+groove]

. Fun analogy! But idk about THAT quick lol

Just a little levity to tackle the reality of raising young adults.

[Chosen_Jackal]

I don’t know how to write about last night without making it sound like a smut novel, so I guess I’ll just give it a go.

Red showed me that when I drop expectations, and surrender all control to her, good things will happen.
Like most nights I was already in bed when Red arrived.
I could immediately tell by the way she acted when she entered the room that something was up.
Maybe it was the playful "hii”, or the fact that she was wearing a sexy gown?
I definitely knew we were playing when she smiled at me with her wicked smile and climbed on top of me, pinning me down beneath the covers.
She told me, in a low husky voice, that she wanted to try a few things…

She instructed me to put my wrist cuffs on and to get the humbler out of the drawer.
She got her key out and unlocked my cage.
My cock was already hard as it sprang out of the base ring, wearing the small cage like a helmet.
Red laughed and told me it looked cute.
Now, I’d love to say that we put everything on like seasoned pros, but this was the first time we tried the humbler, so we laughed and fumbled some, but we got it on in the end.

Let me tell you, the feeling of having your balls squeezed between two hard pieces of wood connected to your ankles with leather restraints sure makes the humbler live up to its name. The feeling of being totally exposed and vulnerable was both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.
The next thing she did was to put on my mask that’s fastened with leather straps around my neck and over and around my head.
It has a metal D-ring at my throat and she fastens my wrist cuffs to this.
I was completely at her mercy.
She slapped my balls a few times for good measure and brought out the metal sounding rod and started lubing it up.

I felt pathetic as I lay there in what must’ve looked like I was begging like a circus trained puppy, balls stretched and pulling my cock downwards, effective hindering it from becoming fully hard.
As if she read my mind, Red commented that I looked sweet and pathetic, and she started pushing the metal rod down my urethra as she stroked me harder again.
“She thinks I look sweet" is what was going through my head and I remember thanking her over and over.
I don’t know how long the sounding went on. I lost track of time after a while, but I remember what came next.

Red was seemingly pleased with how I took the sound so she decided to bring out a dildo and started lubing it up.
I remember thinking "is she gonna show it up my ass? I want that, but am I ready?"
Red had other plans though, and placed it on my chest before she lowered herself onto the dildo and starter to slowly move up and down.
There’s nothing in the world that brings me more joy than seeing Red enjoy herself, so witnessing this made me even harder than the sounding and the handjob she gave me earlier.
Unfortunately, using the dildo in this position wasn’t going to get Red all the way, so she stopped after a while and said I’d be taking care of her later.
She had one last thing to do to me first.

Red brought out another lube with added strawberry taste.
This set off a range of thoughts and feelings in my head.
That’s the lube she used to prefer when she took my load in her mouth in the past!
Does that mean? No? Am I going tonight cum tonight?
I didn’t get to ask though, because she took the dildo she’d just used to pleasure herself and showed it jn my mouth.
She made a comment that she was rather unimpressed by my deep throat abilities before moving down to the end of the bed.
She leaned down between my legs, took my cock in her hand and started applying the lube. Every stroke sent waves of pleasure up my cock and tugged on my balls as I desperately tried to keep the humbler from applying too much force.
She took me in her mouth and started sucking. Slowly at first, then faster before she added her hands to the mix.
I tried to tell her that I was close, but the dildo in my mouth made it hard to form words.
I slowly understood that she wasn’t going to listen to anything I had to say either way, so I just accepted that whatever’s going to happen would happen.
She didn’t stop sucking and playing with me after I came, making me squirm and writhe, first in pleasure and then in agony.
When she finally stopped I was happy, drained and a pathetic mess.
Red didn’t miss the opportunity to comment on the latter.

As promised, she made me make it all up to her.
She ordered me to please her, first with my fingers (even slapping me a few times when I did it wrong), before telling me to get the big strap on.
I love giving Red all I can like this. The sight of her as I giver her more than I could ever to with my own cock, the sounds she makes as she draws closer and closer to orgasm, and the way I get to hold her as she gasps in ecstasy as I bring her over the edge.
I swear it’s better than my own orgasms and I’d be happy to just serve her for the rest of my life.

As we packed away the gear and got ready for bed she asked me how long it had been since my previous orgasm.
"33 days", I replied.
"Oh, well. We’ll have to make it longer next time."
Fuck, I love this woman!