I was awoken at 5.30am with a beautiful text message from my pet. He had written a song/poem for me. It's been a long time since he's done that and I chuckled at some of it, and went "awww" at the rest of it. It shows to me that a little of the old him is creeping back.
Its a good job I got that text, my alarm went off at 5am and I'd been ignoring it!
I came on the site and wished I hadn't as I'd been flamed and blamed for my pet's depression... it played on my mind all day.
My pet and I had always indulged in "different" sex right from the start of our relationship.
He had only had one gf and she was incredibly limited in her repertoire. I seriously thank her for this. Not only did it provide me with a relatively blank canvas, it also made for him to have a fertile imagination. He never felt he could tell her about any of his fantasies, so they evolved, and I provided a safe haven for him to tell me what these fantasies were, and then try them!!!!
I was submissive, or so I thought! Looking back I think I wanted to be submissive because I thought I couldn't be in control, I hated lack of control, and I needed to *be* controlled. Now I am a little older and wiser and I see that maybe I was Domme all the time!
This blog is to answer a few questions that may arise from a post I put in the forum entitled "Ladies doyatell..."
I am the oldest of 5. The brother I speak of in the forum is the youngest. He is 10 years My junior. While growing up, our parents both worked full time and I was often responsible for the care of My younger siblings, especially #5. We came from a very close knit family. Our parents were big on doing things as a family, ie. camping, hiking, skiing, eatting at least one meal a day around the dining room table, watching tv in the evening, etc.
Fast forward to present day. We are all adults now, 35 years old and up. We still all get together (with spouses and children) several times a year. When we do, the jokes fly, we poke fun of one another, give each other garbage, and ultimately, a little piece of each of us makes itself known to the others if they are open to it. I believe that the conversation leading up to present day involved tattoos and piercings. I have a tat on my left wrist that incorporates the BDSM symbol. He asked what it meant. I explained. When the conversation came to the subject of piercings, I told him about mine and hubby's. Both he and his wife were curious and the conversation progressed. Shortly thereafter, I received an e-mail from him telling me about this fantastic swinger's site he and his wife were members of. Through e-mail, we discussed our respective lifestyles. I looked at his site, he came to this one and looked around.
boy i want to be locked up and milked. how does it feel i wonder. i want to be pegged by a hot mistress and have her husband blow a load in my ass and mouth
As of Oct 24th, i've been locked into a cb3000. i cannot say it has been a pleasure but it is quite a different experience. Although it is an internet type relationship i expect to be true to her and will abide with her instructions and try my best to please her. This aready is changing my lifestyle a bit. I used to dress and meet others from time to time as the transvestite that i am, but his is setting into my mind that i am now owned and the property of Princess Lexus. i am still allowed to meet with other, but obvioiusly there is not sexual release on my part. It will not be long before the frustration sets in, as it already is. Today practicing with my butt plug and that too is causing a unique level of arrousal. i will post more as things progress. Wish me luck, janis
Until 2 weeks ago, Mistress Lyn kept me locked since the end of July. During this time we went through a somewhat rough time with balancing and communicating our needs and wants. I was unlocked after a concert 2 weeks ago (while sitting in the audience have you ever considered whether someone on stage might be wearing a chastity device? ), and allowed sex with Mistress. One observation Mistress made was I seemed "smaller". Since then I have been free to see if things return to "normal", and also so I no longer wake up at 3am, which was causing me to feel a bit run down.
Yesterday I purchased a new maid's outfit, and Mistress Lyn let me wear it while I gave her a foot and back massage. We had sex afterwards, which was great for both of us.
My dilemna now is whether or not to go back to wearing the device. Being free for the last 2 weeks (first time in a long time) I certainly sleep better, and it seems safer medically. I think I will post a forum topic to see who else has stuggled with this topic.
Me and my current wife have been married for 3 years now. This is my second marriage and her first marriage. I was married before for almost 16 years ( I have three children with my ex-wife). After our third child I had a vasectomy. Well about two years after the vasectomy my ex-wife told me she was pregnant. She also told me that the baby was not mine and that the father was black. I also found out that he was not the first black man she had sex with. She had 8 other black men in our bed over the past year. I was a hurt and angry but I also was very arroused by this situation. I told her that I would forgive her and I also told her that I was turned on by her fucking black men. She did cuckold me and continue to have sex with black men until one day she told me she wanted to leave me for one of the black men that she met. After the divorce I still craved the cuckold life style. I wanted a woman that would cuckold me with black men. So I finally found a woman that didn't mind the lifestyle. She had never been married before and had no children of her own. I agreed to have a vasectomy reversal. We tried for the last two years to have a baby but were unsucessful. The Doctor that did the vasectomy reversal did a sperm analysis and told me the bad news. That there were only a couple of sperm in my load. A couple of sperm is a far cry from the million's of sperm that most men have in their load. So of course she was very disappointed. So after that she would use the fact that I had little to no sperm in my load to humiliate me in front of her black lovers. So the black guys started to tell her and me "don't worry baby I have plenty of fertile sperm to get you pregnant". So the idea caught on to her wanting to have a baby of her own. So now she does not let me cum inside her. She jacks me off into my shot glass and feeds me my own cum and tells me " eat your pathetic worthless cum cuckboy". So she is currently trying to get pregnant by her black lover. I really do not mind that she have a black mans baby. I know she wants a baby of her own and I cannot give her that baby. I do love it when her and her black lover are fucking bareback and they both tell me how his sperm is fertile and superior to mine and that his baby is going to be growing in her belly soon.
Well, my wife/mistress/keyholder really got me this time. The other night, she tied me to the bed (four post) and took my device off and started to play with me. I was ready to pop! She then told me that she had a real surprise for me. About two minutes later the doorbell rang. I thought, oh great it is another one of her male friends. Instead she walked back into the bedroom with the most beautiful creature I have ever seen! They jumped into the bed, next to me and started kissing. Evenutally, the other person went down on my wife and was really goint at it. My goodness this was hot! Then, she (the other person) pulled her panties off and she had -- you guessed it -- a cock and a rather large one and proceeded to fuck my wife for a very long time. Afterwords, I, as usual was required to clean up. They left the room after this and shared a couple of glasses of wine and then returned and my wife/mistress/keyholder said it was my turn. This 'she male' screwed the day lights out of my bottom. And, then ate my wife and screwed her again. Which I cleaned up! What a night! What can I tell you? It was something else...and yet, I am still to cum! Oh, well...maybe next time!
Hello, I am a new member here, as of today, although I have been lurking for a while and am fascinated by the topics discussed here.
I am in a Domestic Disciplinary regime under the care and control of my wonderful Lady and recently this has taken a turn towards a more classical Dom/sub relationship following a particularly harsh - and well deserved - caning.
This has opened up our eyes and has shown us that enforced chastity might well be an avenue worth exploring.
Sometimes before my wife and her black lover fuck. My wife has her black lover cum in my shot glass and I have to drink his cum and hold it in my mouth not swallowing it until they are done fucking. Which is usually over an hour!!!! Then I am told to show them his cum still in my mouth. Then I am ordered to swallow his cum and I have to thank them both for allowing me to taste black mens superior cum. I actaully like the taste of black mens cum more than my own. Their cum is usually a lot thicker and the amount is more than my own.
When my wife finally lets me out of my chastity device she makes me jerk myself off into a shot glass that is labeled "cuckboy's meal". After I am finished cumming in theglass she feeds me my own cum and makes me eat and swallow every drop and then locks me back up in my chastity device for another week. She tells me that my seed is inferior to her black lover's superior fertile seed. And that their seed is the only seed worth entering her womb. It reallt turns me on to here her say such a thing to me. my cock strains in its cgae when she tells me those kind of things.
The first day I received my CB2000 I guess was the most exciting day of my cuckold life. I wear it everyday all day and am only allowed to be unlocked to wash myself.
i am writing this blog entry at the specific instruction of Mistress Payne who has just forced me to orgasm through an online chat. Mistress used Her considerable skills and domination of me to remove my chastity belt and have me stroke my tiny useless clitty to near erection and then towards my first cum in 8 weeks. Mistress stopped me just as i was about to cum and forced me to rub myself through my panties as i looked at Her profile page here and oh how the pictures on Her profile make me excited. When i had nearly cum then, i was forced to stop and using my biggest black dildo i was made to fuck myself in my sissy ass and rub my clitty through my panties until i came.
i came a lot and have soiled my panties with my leakage and my useless sissy spendings which will have to be handwashed out of my panties. i love Mistress and thank Her for release and beg Her to force me back into chastity again.
Ok! I thought some of my last experiences were something beyond belief, but they just get better. The other day, my wife/mistress/keyholder came home and ordered me to take a shower, which I did. Then she tied me to the bed (we have a giant four-poster, perfect for this stuff) and took my device off. She didn't have to work very hard to get me erect. Shoot, it has been a long time since I came. Any way...she got me hard and then shove a vibrator up my bottom. About this time the doorbell rang. She left the room wearing nothing but a silky robe and returned shortly with two new girl friends. They were not wearing much either and striped in front of me. She told them that they each had ten minutes with me and to return to the living quarters when finished. I was thinking...wow, maybe, I will get something, this time. I did. Each lady played with me, sucked on me and sat on me. But, I was not allowed an orgasm. Then one by one they left the room and I was left alone to only hear the sounds from the other room as the three ladies went after each other. It seemed like hours, but was probably only one half hour in all. Then the doorbell rang again. I heard the voices of three men coming in. And, then it started again, as they all went after each other. The vibrator was starting to make me crazy by this point, but there was nothing I could do. So, then after about an hour they all came into the bedroom, one by one and I cleaned them up and ate them all -- men included. Then I was locked up again, and the vibrator was removed. Still tied up, I was left alone as they all went out for the evening. When my wife/mistress/keyholder returned she laid down next to me and told me about what a wonderful evening of sucking and fucking she had had and fell asleep. I awakend later with an erection that would kill. She said: "Well, remember this was your idea to begin with...so live with it!"
Boy, I just would like to cum one time after one of these encounters!
On my birthday, November 20, 2004, my wife told me to order the cb-3000 device. I was absolutely stunned, as I had mentioned chastity to her about 4 weeks prior to that and she had laughed and said, "That's the dumbest thing I have ever heard of!" We did however continue to discuss it, and she must have thought about it a lot.
When it arrived, I went through the usual period of time getting the fit right, my wife watching with interest. I still had access to a key. What "sealed the deal" was one night when I was locking myself up after a spacer change, she was watching me, and it was like a light went on as she said, "Jeez, a lot of ingenuity, money, and technical expertise went into that didn't it?" I said, "Yeah, definately."
Then she said, "Okay, give me the keys." She hid one, and the other was sealed completely by tape in an envelope, for my emergency access. That envelope lasted about two months. Then she took control of both keys, at the same time announcing, "This is great. You are always ready for me now. Consider yourself officially locked for the rest of your life." One weak point in the lifestyle was when she released me for sex, it was hard for her to get me locked up again. This was fixed by ordering a locking steel collar for my neck. Now before she releases me, the collar is locked on first. The collar does not get unlocked until the chastity device is locked back up. The collar would be very obvious at the office, so I have no choice.
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), and allowed sex with Mistress. One observation Mistress made was I seemed "smaller". Since then I have been free to see if things return to "normal", and also so I no longer wake up at 3am, which was causing me to feel a bit run down.
