After two days and getting a smaller captive bead ring, that ultimately had to be replaced by an even smaller curved 8 ga barbell, I am happily locked in MrsL's Steelheart again. The PA loop and captive bead rings may not work for us and that is okay because I am not going to try and escape.
There was some great teasing last night by MrsL that left me completely frustrated but satisfied. Ultimately, she told me after she was done teasing me that, in essence, if my work take me out of town for my birthday I MAY have to wait another 21 days until HER birthday before I have another orgasm. She fell asleep happy and content. I fell asleep, a little later, wondering just how I was going to get out of traveling in two weeks...
I know...we don't count days but I am to OCD sometimes...! Today has been 30 days. The longest I have ever gone without an orgasm. Entering new territory from here on out. There is a "potenteial" light at the end of the tunnel in 2 weeks on my birthday. However, I know MrsL will ultimately decide. To say I have a heaviness and full feeling is very much an understatement!
Had an interesting afternoon. Earlier this week, I told MrsL about a great dream I had the night before involving of all things, teasing, denial, and having to wear a butt plug. When I told her about it she simply said "maybe."
This afternoon, after she took a shower, we had some very intimate time. She came out wearing my new favorite outfit...a stunning sun dress...and I was allowed to give her a couple of orgasms before she left. The sun dress was easy to slide up and remove her panties. After a couple of great orgasms she told me to get the lube, the small butt plug, drop my pants, and lay across the bed. My heart skipped a beat. I did as told and was rewarded by being plugged. Interesting feeling. We have had anal play for a long time...this was new.
My apologies for a couple of days not posting. It has been fun and exciting.
MrsL tied me to the bed Saturday morning, blindfolded me, and teased me for a long time. She took her key and placed it in the lock and started tickling my balls. As she was tickling, she told me that she had at least 9 more days to learn how to properly unlock and remove her Steelheart...then she started turning the lock: "unlocked...locked....unlocked...." on so on. Talk about a turn on. She dug out her bag of tricks and placed clamps on my nipples then started tickling me everywhere. The clamps were biting pretty hard but I let my mind float to that little sub space and began to relax. The tickling became more intense and the clamps bit a little harder. "You are unlocked...go ahead and push the Steelheart off". My cock was trying desparately to escape but nothing was happening. "Oh, the lock is turned but it is still in the slots..." With that she giggled and commented on just how "frothy" the end of the tube had become. I felt her hand on the end of the tube and moments later she told me to open up. I thought I actually had an orgasm with the amount of pre cum that she poured in my mouth. She removed the clamps, undid the cuffs from the bed, and as she walked out of the room told me to clean up and bring the sheets down to the laundry. I have not felt that euphoric in a long time. I don't know what it was and really don't care....I will let her keep me locked up as long as she wants and tease me mercilessly to get that feeling again.
So, Saturday went well and she was on edge as I had told her a couple of weeks back that we were going on a date night. While watching a drum corps event at a live theater broadcast the first week of August I saw a promo for a special showing of Grease for yesterday. I know this is one of her all time favorite movies and it was a "sing-a-long" so I knew we would have a great time. We got ready together and she put on my new favorite sun dress. I have teased her about going all "Britney Spears" in that dress and not wearing underwear. She has always laughed and said "maybe". So, she disappeared for a few minutes as I was getting ready and I just thought she went downstairs to get a drink. Was I pleasantly surprised later.
We left and headed to the theater. She still didn't know what we were going to see and when we got to the theater and I showed her the tickets she was like a giddy teenager. The smile on her face was wonderful and a I got a long kiss right there in the theater lobby. We went in to the assigned theater and went to very last row. We sat through the previews and chatted about who we were when Grease debuted in 1978...then the movie started. Right as the movive started, two young women joined us (10-12 seats down) on the back row and I heard MrsL sigh just a bit but couldn't figure out why. About three quarters through the movie, as Rizzo is having her solo about potentially being pregnant (and there is a line in that song that could be a reference to tease and denial and the cute little lyrics they put on the screen showed a heart shaped lock being clicked shut) I leaned over to MrsL and asked if she caught the little lock on the screen. She laughed and then:
"too bad those two joined us up here....I am wearing underwear....they are just crotchless"
Holy mother of all teases! After she said that, she slid her hand up my leg and started rubbing the Steelheart and placed a beautifully bare foot on the empty seat back in front of us and rubbing her foot against it. She later told me the look on my face coupled with my entire body reaction was the hottest thing she has seen from me in a long time. We came home to find our son had already returned from his movie with his girlfriend so I went to bed horny and frustrated but incredibly happy! When she finally came to bed, she let me play with her wonderful pussy through her crotchless undies. When I moved to go down on her and bring her to orgasm with my mouth...she simply rolled over and told me "not now...maybe later". I curled up behind her smiling but whimpering.
I am on the road again this week. The first time out since I wrote about feeling "disconnected" on my blog during my last trip. It has certainly been a much different trip this time....and definitely not feeling disconnected.
It all started Monday night. We visited a local Adam & Eve store Sunday night before our movie. MrsL wanted to add a couple of options to her punishment devices. She settled on two crops: one traditional riding crop which she intends to use for "sexy play" time and a second shorter crop with two 2" x 3" leather straps on the business end. After I was packed and ready to go to bed (I had a 5 am flight to catch so I had to get up at 2:30) I went downstairs and reported I was ready to switch over to the Bon4. Since it was a short 2 day trip, MrsL said I would just wear the silicone in lieu of having to worry with getting the Steelheart through security in my carryon. It was obvious that MrsL had forgotten about discipline for the week so I dutifully reminded her. She has decided that I must keep up with my own infractions and tell her about them. I am always honest. After telling her about the 5 infractions she ordered me out to the garage to wait. On the way out to the garage, the Steelheart became very uncomfortable as the excitement of a spanking built. Once I leaned over the hood of her car with my bare ass exposed that quickly went away. She walked out 5 minutes later with her new discipline crop.
She walked behind me letting the leather of the crop slide across my cheeks. Moments later the first swing connected. She has figured out that she has to make these meaningul so there was no "warming up". She proceeded to give me five swats on my left cheek: "that is for interrupting me",
- she moved to the right...5 swats: "that is for leaving a load of clothes in the dryer for an entire day",
- back to the left...5 more swats: "that is leaving a package of toilet paper sitting downstairs for two days before taking it upstairs"
- back to the right...5 more swats: "that is for leaving clean clothes hanging up in the laundry room"
- back to the left...5 more swats: "that is for leaving dirty dishes in the sink"
With that it was over....me with a very sore ass and her definitely making her point. After that we went upstairs and she supervised me changing out the Steelheart for the Bon4. After she locked on the plastic seal I climbed in to bed, she gave me a long, warm, intense kiss and told me she would go seal up the key and plastic seal for the return trip and would see me on FaceTime tomorrow.
We did the FaceTime switch from plastic seal to lock last night and I am about to go up and FaceTime with her to switch back. I am sure it is all in my head but the plastic lock doesn't feel right so even for a day she allows me to put on a real lock. Now for the "not feeling disconnected part..."
When I am on the road, I spend all day sitting and interviewing people for potential fraud...very stressful. All day today, my phone kept buzzing and when I would check it there was always a new text from MrsL. There was one about wanting to lick her cock....there was one about my upcoming birthday and the orgasm that is going to be my present....there was one simply of her feet....and so on. Incredible!!!
Great return home last night. MrsL teased me about my pending birthday release and just how many orgasms she was going to allow me to have. We kissed more passionately than we have in years and she received 9 body rocking orgasms.
She left about half an hour ago to get her bi-monthly mani/pedi but not before inserting a butt plug in me. I guess this is more prep for the birthday festivities next week...she didn't say...she just wanted me locked and plugged.
MrsL was on her A game last night. She came to bed and slowly undressed letting me take in every inch of her beautiful curvy body. As she crawled on top of me she dove in with a deep wet kiss then nibbled her way up to my ear.
"I don't think I can wait until your birthday....I want your cock deep inside me...."
Let's just say it was a hot, steamy, and fantastically frustrating night for me!
After lots of kissing, giving her 4 great orgasms, and her giving me a jolt of sexual energy through the bottom of my left foot with her right big toe (I don't know what it was but it caused my body to arch and shudder for a couple of seconds) it ended with:
"Maybe I can wait until your birthday...or maybe MY birthday..."
What an incredible weekend! MrsL definitely broke out of her vanilla shell Saturday night and I could not be happier, satisfied, and a little bit nervous.
After starting a jounral to share our thoughts, we started a routine of discipline on Saturday nights. She had wanted to discipline me when each infraction happened but that became all too unpractical. Also, I had written in the journal that I felt she needed to make things more "meaningul" when it came to discipline and she didn't disapoint. After discussing the week's journal entries to each other, which includes all of the infractions for the week, she ordered me to the garage. I was due 6 licks. She had been giving me a couple of light to medium licks to ease into the spanking...but not tonight...! I was never more glad when she reached 6. She had asked me both verbally and in her journal if I wanted her to leave welts. I said yes to ensure I got the message. I GOT THE MESSAGE. I had bright red welts across my ass until Sunday morning. Even though I was very sore I was very grateful!
Later that night; she tied me to the bed, used her regular riding crop on my feet, balls, and nipples before unlocking the Steelheart. She then placed 1" construction clamps on each nipple and began teasing and edging me. After a few minutes of this, I had to use my safe word for the clamps and after taking them off she straddled my face and told me I couldn't let my tongue touch her. She edged me several more times with my throbbing cock between her wonderful breast. When she climbed off, leaving my face covered with her wonderful juices, she grabbed some lube and said it was time to lock up. I groaned. My cock was not cooperating after not having an orgasm for 40 days so she decided to tease me some more. She took me to the edge too many times to remember before stopping just short of allowing me a full orgasm. MY FIRST SPOILED (she doens't like the word ruined) ORGASM.
As cum oozed out of my cock, MrsL placed the Steelheart, base ring, and lock on my chest and started to let me out of the bondage straps. "You will not move until I leave the room. Clean yourself up, put away all of the toys, put your Steelheart back on but don't lock it, and come downstairs with nothing else on." She undid all of the cuffs and walked out of the room.
After complying with all of her orders I was standing in front of her with a still oozing cock inside its steel tube. Once she locked me in, I leaned over and gave her a kiss. I asked her I could now give her an orgasm with my tongue....
"I have already had my orgasm tonight...it might have been spoiled...but I have already had one. Maybe I will want one in the morning!" With that, she sent me off to bed while she sat up and waited for our oldest son to come home. She still can't come to bed if one of our boys is out for the evening...especially the oldest one since he is recovering from an addiction.
Sunday was equally as fun. I will post about that later today as I have to get back to work.....
Today is going to be the BEST and probably most awesomely frustrating birthday. MrsL woke up and gave me a long passionate kiss as she started stroking my free and stiffening cock. She took me to the edge leaving my rod bouncing and dancing. As I was still trying to recover, she started kissing her way down my chest to my twitching cock. She took me in her mouth down to the balls and swirled her tongue back and forth on the shaft as she took me slowly out of her mouth. She did this several times until I was bucking wildly trying to get that glorius orgasm. When she felt I was close she stopped again...
"Don't you dare cum!" as she let a finger slide up the underside of my throbbing manhood.
"Only 47 more today" she said through an evil little laugh. She must have seen my eyes pop out of my head as I looked at her.
"What do you mean, Princess?"
"I am going to edge you once for every year of your birthday, now stand up!"
As I was standing up, she turned on the bed so she was staring at my still twitching cock. She took just the head in her mouth and began flicking the PA jewelry back and forth. After several seconds of this, she reached out and grabbed my cock with both hands and started stroking me in rhythm with her tongue flicks. My body tensed as I was focusing on not losing control and the next thing I knew one of my feet was cramping from curling my toes into the carpet. She could sense I was on the edge again and deftly "popped" the head out of her mouth while letting go of my cock at the same time. I stood there for a second ensuring there was not going to be an unauthorized orgasm.
"Only 46 more to go" she said through a laugh as she walked in to the bathroom.
Not sure how or when we will get there...but it is her decision and her cock and balls to play with as she wishes.
Never take anything for granted. I relearned that lesson last night after thinking I understood some of the signals MrsL had been sending regarding some vague references to allowing me to masturbate as a form of punishment.
Everything is okay but last night was a bit rocky. Chastity may be a kink...it may be a fantasy...it may be alot of things. For me, at this point in my life, it is part of me now. I never want to go back to the guy who ignored his wife and masturbated for sexual relief. Even with that, I have mentioned to MrsL several times who embarrasing it would be to me made to masturbate in front of her or at her direction...espcially...if it was only to edge myself and never reach an orgasm. Last night, while she was edging me I tested that theory and the train derailed in a heartbeat.
After she had told me NO very sternly two times in a row when I asked if she would ever consider making me edge myself via masturbation I asked "why?" Can anyone say "idiot"...maybe knucklehead is a better fit...or maybe even stubbornly stupid....who knows.
We had a long talk about where we are now, where we were in February, and the fact that I really have a deep need to submit to her sexually. The train is back on the track at this point.
As we drifted off to sleep, MrsL asked me how many times I had been edged today and I told her 14.
"Well, until we reach 49 I will edge you at least 7 times a day for the next 5 days. It may be more than 7 but not less...."
