I’ve been meaning to write this post for some time, so please forgive me for the delay.

I believe it was on boxing day…….(12-26)

I had finally run out of smoke. And, as those of you who have been keeping up know, my Queen is now holding my smoke and doling it out in small amounts to me as She sees fit. She told me last time She gave me some that when I ran out, I would have to put the cage (cb6000 chastity device) on and insert our new Pfun butt plug before displaying myself in front of her to get more. This was both exciting, and a bit scary for me. The Pfun butt plug was bigger than I expected. But, a “deal” is a deal, so I went upstairs to prepare myself for display.

First, I laid everything out on the bathroom counter. Cb6000 with all the proper parts and pieces. And, the Pfun butt plug, which comes in a very classy box, complete with purple liner over cushioned compartment which fits the plug perfectly.

Next, I took a nice relaxing shower. I’ve always loved showers (or especially hot baths) in the winter time. And, more than anything, I wanted to make sure I was as clean as possible for my Queen. Clean, and smelling fresh! Also, I needed some relaxing time to prepare my anus for the plug. After doing the usual clean up with a bit more attention to my backside, I put some silicone lube on one of my fingers and began to massage my anus. I went slow and careful, trying to get it to relax. After a bit, it accepted my finger inside without too much pressure/pain. I let it get used to that for a half minute or so, and then put a bunch of silicone lube on the Pfun butt plug. I had to go slow once again, as I wasn’t quite ready for something that big. The head of this thing is the biggest part. I worked at it a bit, always easing back if it took to much pressure/pain to proceed any farther. After about a minute, the head of the butt plug was finally inserted.

Now, I should mention that the Pfun butt plug has a pretty hard angle to it. It’s not 90 degrees, but it’s at least 45. And, I was a little unsure which way the curve was supposed to point. I mean, I was pretty sure it was supposed to point forward, but I wasn’t positive. And, as I began working it farther in with it pointing forward, I was meeting quite a bit of resistance. So, for the sake of argument, I spun it around 180 degrees (not too hard, since only the head was really in there so far) and it started going in much easier. I got it all the way in, and man, did it feel wierd! This thing is heavy! It’s made from stainless steel, so it has a lot of weight to it. While it didn’t feel like it wanted to fall out, the weight of it definitely put some pressure on my anus. And, pointed backward, it seemed to fit in there perfectly. It barely seemed to be touching any walls. But still I thought it should be pointing forward. So, I started to try to twist it 180 degrees back to pointing forward. Needless to say, I was being very very careful here! This thing is stainless steel, so it has no give. I certainly didn’t want to injure myself. Imagine trying to explain this to the emergency room doctor! Not to mention that it’s just better not injuring yourself, regardless of any humiliation involved. I found that, while being careful, it was indeed possible to spin the butt plug 180 degrees to get it pointing forward again. But then, it didn’t want to stay all the way in. Pointing forward, it really did feel like it was going to pop out at any minute, especially when I was standing up, or moving around. And, it put a LOT of pressure on the forward wall (and I later verified…..the prostate, which is exactly what it is designed to do.) it felt wrong. So, I twisted it back.

Then, I got out of the shower, and dried off. Time to put on the cage. I’m getting better at this. I got the 3 piece ring on and put together correctly. I put a small amount of the end of the stocking over the head of my penis, and then pulled him into the cage with it. It is still a bit of a trick getting the stocking to slide off the head and out of the cage, but I managed. It always makes me semi-hard putting it on, which it turn makes it more difficult to pull the rest of the stocking out. I waited a bit for the excitement level to go down before I pulled the rest of it out.

So, here I am, caged and plugged and ready for display.

I walked naked downstairs and let my Queen inspect the cage to show it was on and ready to be locked. She did not elect to lock me in. Then I got on all fours in front of her so She could see that the butt plug was also inserted to it’s fullest. She had me stay on all fours for a bit. First, She checked it out, commented on the fact that She could barely see the handle of it, it was so far in. My buttocks were doing a good job hiding it. Lol. Then she proceeded to playfully smack my bottom over and over. Of course, this had me tensing up and relaxing, which meant that my anus was alternated between the “tense…let’s see if we can suck this butt plug in any farther”, and the “relaxed…can’t wait to get this out of me” feelings. Too bad I had the butt plug pointing backward. It would have been massaging my prostate quite nicely there.

Then I showed Her that I could spin it 180 degrees (being very careful, of course!) After spinning it around, I went thru the relaxed/tense/relaxed/tense cycle and I could feel it going in farther, and then coming back out a bit as I cycled thru. She even said “It’s going in and out.” At which point I told Her “I am doing that on purpose.” The feeling was quite strange. As I said, the butt plug puts a LOT of pressure on the prostate. I’ve never experienced a prostate massage before, so I don’t know if that is the normal amount of pressure or not. I’ll be interested to see if I can actually have a big “O” this way, and if it will effectively milk my prostate or not. I don’t know if it is putting too much pressure on the prostate, or if it’s just right.

And, I wasn’t going to find out that night either, as my Queen said “you may go upstairs and remove everything now.”

And so, the first experiment with the Pfun butt plug officially ended. I went upstairs and removed it. It slid right out with very little effort on my part. As much as the stainless steel construction of the butt plug is very unyielding to the point of being scary/exciting, it is VERY slippery with silicone lube on it. Which reminds me of another thing I really like about it. You can use any kind of lube on it that you want. I can never keep track of which lube is supposed to be used on what. The only rule I seem to be able to remember is that silicone lube should never be used on a silicone toy. But, (no pun intended) you can use whatever you want on stainless steel.

I removed the cage as well, putting everything away in it’s proper place. Then, I went back downstairs, and my Queen gave me a small amount of smoke. Mmmmmm…..I love getting high…..but, this definitely put a different twist on it…..

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Toys have arrived!

Well, our new toys have arrived. The Queen’s lipstick vibrator looks like a winner. Can’t wait to try it out on Her. Her “special friend” is in town right now, so it’ll have to wait.

The Dolphin cock ring also looks interesting. Although, I have to agree with one of the reviewers that it sure does stink! It has it’s own particular plastic/rubber odor dujour……and it’s pretty strong. For my part, it doesn’t bother me at all, but I can definitely see how it might be a turn off for some.

The Pfun butt plug arrived too. It is much bigger than I had imagined! Not monstrous by any standard, but I thought it was going to be on the small side. Being made of steel, it was very cold to the touch when I picked it up too, which should make for some interesting sensations. My queen has already come up with a humiliating exorcise that it can be used for.

I’m a smoker. Not cigarettes, mind you. And, I have quit off and on quite a bit lately. So, the other day I handed over control to my Queen, and She holds my smoke now. It is completely up to Her if I get any smoke, how much, and how often. So, after giving me a small allotment (about 2-3 days worth) She says to me “Next time you want more, you can go put your cage on (the CB6000 chastity device) and put the butt plug in, and then place yourself in front of me on all fours. I may use you as a foot stool, or to eat my dinner on. Either way, when I’m done with you, you may have a little more smoke.”

Hmmmmm…….very inventive if I say so myself. She constantly surprises me lately. I often wonder if She realizes how “right on” She is lately. Usually, when I start to wonder this, I find out that She knows exactly how “right on” She is. So, I’m guessing She knows that this is a perfect task to ask for. Now, when I run out of my latest allotment, I have to embarrass myself in front of Her to get more. It is one thing to admit that I want more smoke…..that I NEED more smoke. It is quite another to cage your sex, and insert a steel butt plug up your ass and display yourself naked for use as furniture to your spouse…….the most trusted person in your life……in effect begging for more smoke. LOL! Of course, we all know that I will enjoy many aspects of this task. But, underlying it will be the undeniable psychological effect of having to perform in humiliating fashion in order to get more smoke.

Now it’s not just sex that She has me begging for…..

Kudos my Queen! I look forward to serving you in all ways……

Published in: on December 22, 2008 at 11:49 am  Leave a Comment  
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Blue Balls?

I have been having a lot of trouble lately with my boys. It always seems like they are getting “pulled under” and I have to adjust them. I was thinking it was that my underwear was getting too tight. I gained a few pounds recently, and wondered if I needed some bigger underwear.

Well, as it turns out, this is either a case of blue balls, or is aggravated by same. I’ve started to notice that when I am allowed to relieve myself, the problem goes away for many days. I’ve never had blue balls before, so I don’t know for sure that this is the same thing. But, they get very uncomfortable. Sometimes they feel like they are being crushed between my thighs. Other times, it feels like the tubes going down to them are either being pulled, or something. Is this what blue balls feels like?

I had suspected this, but after getting some relief a few days ago, they do not hurt anymore. So, it seems I am onto something.

I should clarify something from above. I am not overweight. I have been very skinny my whole life. It was just recently that I gained enough weight that I am probably at the correct weight for my height. So, it’s not as if my boys shouldn’t have enough room down there.

I had changed from bikini briefs to boxers and that alleviated some of the discomfort for a little while, but not completely, and not for very long.

Has anyone reading this experienced anything similar? Anyone had a case of blue balls that can say with experience that that is NOT what I am going thru? If so, I’d be curious to hear from you.

I have to say, I am enjoying my comfort level right now. It’s only been about three days since I got relief. I think I should relish this, because my Queen has been asking me every night “How are the boys doing.” Often She giggles after getting my report. I think She might be enjoying the idea that abstinence makes them ache a little bit. LOL! Of course, this is a turn-on for me and I wouldn’t have it any other way.  I find myself wondering if She is going to start lengthening the time of my chastity gradually to see how much I can take. I know She wants to encourage the ache in my balls. Whenever I say they are doing fine, She says “we’ll have to see what we can do about that.” She has also taken to teasing me on most nights before I go to sleep. Which is very effective of course. I often find myself waking up in the middle of the night with a raging hard on.

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Ah, relief!

Last night my Queen was teasing me just a little bit. But, I was so horny, I was moaning aloud just at a touch from Her. It took just a little push with one finger on the head of my dick and my hips would involuntarily twitch, lifting my pelvis off the mattress and making me moan out loud. I think She was really enjoying this, but She also took pity on me after a bit and said “Stand up and twirl for me.” And so I got out of bed and began to twirl for her like a model on the catwalk. Well, actually, it was more like a drunken sailor trying not to fall down. Lol. I was pretty clumsy about it. But, I finally got my legs under me and did a little bit of a fumbling dance, and then I wiggled my butt for Her (which I know She likes). Then She says “I want you to rub your little guys for me. So, I proceeded to caress my balls for her. Of course, this was another turn on for me. Being commanded to play with my balls in front of Her. Then She said “Pull your underwear down,” which I did, “Now grab him and you may begin stroking.” (I forget the exact wording She used, but it was something very similar to this.) And so, there I was, once again, masturbating in front of my Queen on Her command. I was amazed that I wasn’t cumming almost immediately. I haven’t kept track of how long I have been chaste for her, and although it probably hasn’t been that long, it seems like forever. But, it was still taking my usual long time (about 20-30 minutes usually). Which, at times can be a good thing, but other times it’s annoying! Lol. Anyway, She starts saying things to me like “Imagine all the naughty things I’m going to do to you.” Which, almost sent me over right then and there, but for some reason, my climax backed off again. I gave Her two “early Christmas” presents today, so She says “If I don’t get THREE presents tomorrow, I’m going to spank you with you standing flat against the wall………naked.” “It won’t be a nice spanking either.” I made a mental note to get more presents for Her tomorrow……or else! Meanwhile, I AM imagining all the nasty things she might do to me in the near future. She read my last post about the kinky Christmas wish list, and She found some kinky toys that She likes instead (Maybe I’ll post these later.) So, I found myself thinking of the things She might do to me, or have me do with these new toys. One is called the “blue dolphin” and it is a jelly ring like device that fits over my cock. It has two vibrators on it. One tickles Her clit when I’m inside Her, and the other one tickles my balls while I’m wearing it. So, I’m fantasizing about it being used against me. In my fantasy, I’m told to put on the blue dolphin and then enter her all the way in. She has me stay there, not moving while the feeling of me inside her, combined with the vibrations on Her clit get Her off. But, at the same time, I am told that I better not cum. And in fact, the sensation of vibration against my balls, combined with the velvety feel of being inside Her are driving me wild, but not quite enough to send me over the edge. And so I’m in that great space on the edge. Then I start to fantasize about the Pfun butt plug She picked out for me. It’s stainless steel…….very kinky! I can only imagine what That’s going to feel like! Meanwhile, back in the “real” world, I’m still masturbating in front of my Queen, occasionally looking up to see Her still watching me. Which is both a turn on, and makes me a bit nervous, which might explain why it’s taking me so long. Then She says “Hurry up, I’m getting tired of watching.” Which means two things to me. First, I’m pretty sure she wants me to complete this, and that’s it’s not meant to be a tease, bringing me to the edge and then telling me to stop. And secondly, regardless of the original intent, if I don’t cum soon, She might order me to stop because I’m taking too long. The combination of this, and my need to please her gets me to try even harder, which thankfully sends me over the edge and I cup my hand in front of my penis, catching everything so as to not make a mess.

Thankfully, She is totally turned off by the idea of making me “eat it”. The amount in my hand totally fills up my palm, to the point that it is almost spilling over. Definitely a large amount for me. I’m not sure what I would have done if She said to “eat it.” Well, ok, we all know what I would have done, but I would not have enjoyed it. A lot of us fantasize about being forced to eat it, but that fantasy shrivels away as soon as we cum. I’m no different. It would have been hard to do. But, instead I’m allowed to go into the bathroom and clean up.

Ah, relief!


As I get back into bed She says “I think I like getting you off without having to do any work myself.” And with that thought in my head, I drift off to blissful slumber…..

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First Session

A little background first: My Lady has been reading a book I bought Her called “A Good Girls Guide to Female Dominance”. Though I have not read a page of it, preferring that anything She learns from it come as a surprise to me, She has shared some of what she has read with me. One of the things she shared is the idea of having sessions. According to what She has told me, the book advocates having sessions with your sub that are planned out. They should have a plot to them, and a story line. While this isn’t exactly how I would have approached it, I’m certainly not going to argue. I think my Lady will find Her own way, and keep what She likes out of the book. And, after all, this is the part I’m going to really enjoy right? These are my “treats” for being a good boy. Though I should never be allowed to expect a treat for anything, this is how the Dom can, and often does, reward the sub. Who am I to argue…..let the sessions begin!  🙂

And so, the other day my Lady comes home and immediately announces “We are going to have a session tonight. You will go into the bedroom, strip down and put on your chastity device. You are going to wear it while we go drop off this package for one of my clients. I’m not sure if you are going to go up to the door or not. And, I may make you unzip your pants and have “it” hanging out during the drive. I haven’t decide yet. There is more that we will do, but I will tell you later. OK, you may go into the bedroom now…”

Needless to say, I was charged! This is getting serious, and I can’t wait to see what She has in store for me. I went into the bedroom, with Her following me to watch me put the cage on. I was so excited, I totally forgot to put some lotion on the underside of my scrotum first (A good idea to keep away that burning sensation everyone talks about getting). I fumbled a little bit getting the ring on, and the 3 parts put together properly. But, all in all it went well. Once I was in my cage, we left to go visit Her client’s house.

While She didn’t make me stick it out the front of my pants on the way there, it was still very interesting driving with it on. I was acutely aware of my condition. The cage was a little less comfortable than the first time I wore it, and I presume that was because of the lack of lotion down there. As I was semi-hard off and on all the way there, it kept pulling the ring forward and creating that uncomfortable feeling. It wasn’t a big deal really, but I did notice it. When we got there, She decided to bring the item to the door Herself, saving/preventing me from the embarrassment/enjoyment of having to walk up to the door in my predicament. Not that Her client would have noticed, as the cb6000 is very discrete. I’d have to hug her close for her to notice. But, I would know it was there. I would know that my Lady has complete control over me at this moment, while standing in front of this complete stranger. And I would wonder how much She was enjoying that fact while watching me deliver Her package for Her.

After we drove home, She had me unzip my pants and pull him out till he was visible in his cage. I walked around the house for the rest of the night this way for Her amusement. Then, before we went to bed, She called me upstairs and made me lay on the bed with my pants around my ankles – still caged. My feet were on the ground, and I was bent over the foot of the bed. She had her favorite paddle ready. She started asking me some questions, which I don’t recall at this moment. But, when I started answering yes to them, She asked me “yes what?” “Yes Honey” I said, because this is how She asked me to address Her last time we were in our D/s role a year ago. I heard the crack, and felt the sting and the heat on my bottom as She brought the paddle down. “No, try again” She said. I was in shock. My brain wouldn’t work. I couldn’t think of anything. Did I get that wrong? Wasn’t that what we agreed on last time we tried this relationship? Was it “sweetheart” that we agreed on? So I said “Yes Sweetheart.” CRACK! Another burning stinging assault on my ass. She wasn’t kidding around here. That really hurt. I had mentioned to Her recently that if She wanted to punish me, that spanking me hard with no warm up would work. Apparently, She took it to heart. She knew what She was doing too, because I was scared. I didn’t know what to say. I was at a complete loss. What honorary title was She looking for? I think She brought the paddle down one more time but I’m not 100% sure. Then She said “Do you need a hint?” OMG do I ever! I stammered “yes please”. “What type of dominant did I say I wanted to be?” She inquired of me. “Yes Goddess” I tried. SMACK! “Try again” She said. “Yes my Queen” I said, remembering that She liked both, but that in the end, She felt the Queen better suited her. The Goddess kept her slaves in panties and dressed them in woman’s clothes, which my Queen is not into at all. Thankfully, I got it right finally. My bottom was definitely sore.

“Ok, you may stand up now and take off the cage. Go get the key and bring it here.” Stumbling off the bed, I went to get the key and brought it back to Her, wondering what else (if anything) She had in store for me. She put the key into the lock and released it. I took off the cage and awaited further instructions. At this point, She lay down on the bed with a “devil in Her eye” look and said “You may stand at the foot of the bed and masturbate while I watch.” Rarely had She ever allowed me to masturbate in front of Her, so this was new and interesting. I found two things a bit distracting. First, She WAS watching me ever so closely, and with an alluring look on Her face. I believe She  was truly enjoying it. Which, was a big turn on for me, but also made me nervous at times. Secondly, the tubes going down to my balls were a little sore, and the more I played with myself, the more I noticed it. Anyway, she had me masturbating in front of her for a bit and then said “Stop.” Of course I stopped immediately and put my hands to my side. She got off the bed and approached me from the side. Using the paddle, She touched me and caressed me up and down my body. This had a huge effect on me, sending me further into subspace and eliciting full body shivers from me. I was no longer in control of my body. I couldn’t have stopped the shivers (or the moaning) if I tried. Then, She calmly sat back down on the bed and said “You may continue.” And so I started masturbating for Her again. This continued back and forth for a bit until She allowed me to continue masturbating while She ran the paddle up and down my body. Then She would lightly tap my nipples with the paddle. Then She would lightly paddle my ass. All the while allowing me to continue masturbating. Yes, I was in heaven. But, I still hadn’t climaxed. She stopped me and said “If you had a choice to beg me to let you cum, or beg me to let you stop now, which would it be?” I thought about the question. Was it a trick question? Of course I would rather be allowed to cum. Then again, begging Her to let me stop and stay chaste for Her might be what She wants from me at this time. The earlier interrogation, punctuated with a hard paddling, had me confused. And so I said “I’d beg you to let me stop.” “That’s not what I expected” She said. “Well, I guess you are going to have to wait to cum then. I’m not sure when the next time will be…..”

What a session! My beautiful Queen had taken me to new heights. Though I did not cum, I was still VERY happy. Obviously, my Queen loved me a great deal, and has been enjoying being pampered, or else She wouldn’t have given me such a treat. And, I was also very impressed with the session She had created. She knew what She wanted, and She successfully took away all my control. She is getting good at this. Fast! What is a humble servant to do?

Later on that night, at about 2am in the morning, I rolled over into a new position, waking up slightly. Apparently, She was awake also, as She pulled the covers down off of me and said “You may take care of yourslelf now.” She knows I like it best in the morning. I think she must have figured out that that means I like it when I’m still half in and out of sleep. And so, I masturbated for her again until I came. Ah, life is good!

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So I mentioned that I made a mistake in my last post. My mistake was assuming that when I asked if I could “check it out” after receiving the CB6000 in the mail, I assumed that when She said “yes”, it meant that I could try it on and wear it around for a few hours before She got home. Boy was I wrong! When She got home, it wasn’t long before She looked at me and asked “Are You Wearing It Right Now?!” As soon as She said it, I knew I was in trouble. What kind of trouble I didn’t know, but I’m sure She will think of something to punish me with. Something that I won’t like….

I had one ace in the hole, but I kept my mouth shut. It was supposed to be a surprise that would make her very happy tonight. The fact that it was likely to barely pull me out of the doghouse now that I messed up was the best I was left with. My Lady had put something on layaway at a shop She likes, and I went and paid it off for Her today and brought it home. I had it set up “on display” in our family room, and it was only a matter of time before She found it. I hoped it would be enough to get me out of trouble, but I wasn’t sure. And so I waited, while I made Her a nice dinner, and filled her wine glass for her.

Sure enough, as soon as She entered the family room, I heard Her exclaim “Ohhhh!” She found it. Seems She was happy with my little surprise, and as we sat down for dinner, She confirmed for me that I was no longer in trouble. I felt a small pang of pride that She was happy enough with the surprise that She was no longer angry with me. Sometimes life as a slave is pretty ok. 🙂

Published in: on December 9, 2008 at 8:11 am  Leave a Comment  
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CB6000 Arrives!

(Please note that I am still catching up on recent history here. Once I catch up, I’ll be able to post about events as they happen.)

About a week and a half ago the CB 6000 arrived in the mail. No one was home, and the package had to be signed for, so all I got was the note on the door. That meant I had to go to the Post Office to pick it up. I thought briefly about the package going thru customs (from Canada) and being inspected by curious, and very likely amused or disgusted customs workers. the thought made me cringe, and laugh at the same time.

I got to the post office and rang the doorbell for the package pick up window and waited. It seemed at least a minute went by before the door opened, all the while giving me time to fantasize about what I was picking up, whether anyone at the post office knew what was in the package, and similar ridiculous things. And of course, when the door opened, the clerk was a very young woman who, I’m pretty sure, would NOT understand if she knew what was in the package. I handed her my slip, and she disappeared to go get it. After another minute or so, she reappeared with a very small package (LOL! Get it?) which she handed over without comment, and which I took with a straight face. As I’m walking out to the car, I read the customs slip the shipper filled out, and it says “Cock Rings, Pins, and Lock!” OMG! Does it actually say that? Did she read it before giving me the package? Should I be embarrassed, or simply forget it actually happened? I take another long look at the customs slip and realize that it says, in bad handwriting, “Cage, Rings, and Lock.” Now, that might mean something embarrassing to me, but would mean very little to someone else. Whew!

I called my Queen, and told her that “It” had arrived. I also asked if it was alright if I “check it out.” I should have been a little more specific, but I’ll get to that. She said that I could check it out, so after hanging up, I opened the box and began to look at all the parts and figure out how it all fits together. I knew I needed to test the fit of it with the different sized rings and spacers. So, I put it together with the largest ring and widest spacer. Having it all figured out, I decided to put it on and see how it fit. After a little adjusting with the ring, I fit it around my cock and balls and started to assemble the other two pieces of the ring assembly, being careful not to pinch any hairs or skin in the assembly (easier said than done, but I managed.) Then it was time to put on the cage. I tried using some silicone lube and a cotton swab to “push” my penis into the cage, but this process seemed very frustrating and ineffective. I had heard about the stocking method ( and was prepared with a set of stockings I just bought for this purpose. This proved to be a bit problematic too at first, until I got the hang of it. The first time I did it, I put a healthy amount of the stocking (all the way to the base of my penis) on and pulled myself into the cage. Problem was, now I couldn’t get the stocking to slip out of the hole in the front of the cage. It wanted to pull my penis forcibly thru that tiny hole with it. Needless to say, this was not comfortable, or practical. So, I had to pull it off again. Next, I tried just sticking the head of my penis into the stocking, positioning it at the opening of the cage, and pulling it in. This seemed to work perfectly, although there was still some tender moments pulling the stocking out after fully inserted. I think I just needed to wait a moment and relax, as I was getting excited about being “caged”.

So now I had it on, and with some effort attached to the feat. Seemed only right to wear it for a while to see how it fit, and whether it became less comfortable the longer I wore it.

See my next entry for where I went wrong in my thinking……..

Published in: on December 8, 2008 at 2:31 pm  Comments (2)  
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Submission – Part Two

So, I finally asked Her if I could be Her slave again, and She said Yes! There was no hesitation on Her part, and I’m pretty sure She enjoyed all the attention I gave Her last time. Still, I am truly amazed at how understanding She can be to my needs. She would prefer a vanilla relationship. But, She seems to enjoy all the attention too, and I’m hoping that She never loses interest in dominating me.

A new wrinkle has developed though. I bought Her a few books this time, and She has started to read The Good Girls Guide to Female Dominance. My knees got a little weak just knowing that She was turning the pages on it. She seems to have taken to the book, and although it approaches the subject from a different perspective than I would (from what She has told me), I am glad that She is finding it useful and informative. I’ve kept myself from reading any of it, preferring that any ideas She gets from it come as a surprise to me.

The book detailed 5 different types of dominant females, from Queen to Goddess. She has decided that She likes the role of Queen best. And so I will be Her humble servant, and gladly so.

If She keeps up Her reading habits, this could get very interesting in the long run!  ;?)

Shortly after we started our D/s relationship back up, I broached the subject of buying a male chastity device. I told Her it was something that I’d really like to try. She seemed to be reluctantly willing to try it. And, after showing Her one or two online, it was obvious that She thought they would be very painful to wear. I wasn’t too sure myself, but I had an undeniable urge to try it out. The idea of having my sex completely under Her control is extremely erotic to me. Plus, I thought it might give Her a charge locking me up. It might bring out a little more of the dominant side of Her. And it should certainly have an effect on my own attitude. I’ve always been very independent in most aspects of my life. While I crave the submissive role, it isn’t like flipping a switch. Sometimes I have to work at it. I would really love to be broken down to the point that it becomes natural for me to submit to Her. To follow commands without thinking. To truly think of Her first. To fantasize only about Her. To give without thoughts of receiving back in return. I have come close to this at times, but it’s never been a complete change to submissiveness. Recently though, I have started to fantasize only about Her, and without really thinking about it or working at it. It just started to come natural. Hopefully, other aspects of my submissiveness will begin to come more natural as well. I really believe that chastity (whether enforced with the CB6000, or voluntary) can break me down to that point. How long this will take is anybody’s guess. Though I think it will take significantly longer than a week in chastity. Perhaps a few months might do the trick. 😦

Well, I ordered the cb6000 from Lattitudes International in Canada. I was a little apprehensive ordering it from them, until I read another sub’s post about getting his cb6000 from there with no hitches. If you are interested in a chastity device (and don’t require any customer service), you can save significantly by ordering from them. Just do a search for them thru Google and you will find them. I got mine for $129 canadian, which was about $110 at the time (compared to $189 elsewhere).

Published in: on December 8, 2008 at 12:53 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Introducing – Her slave boy

First, I think a little introduction is in order. I am a middle aged male, married approx. 10 years to a very loving Wife who I adore completely. While I started dating Her with kinky intentions in mind, we have, for the most part, had a very vanilla marriage for most of those 10 years or so.

About a year ago, my interest in being submissive to my Lady rose to a level such that I finally found the courage to bring up the idea to Her. Part of this courage came from reading some posts by Ms. Rika ( about true submission. I brought home some articles from Ms. Rika and asked Her to read them and tell me what She thought. I don’t want to rehash Ms. Rika’s ideas here (please follow the link about for some eye opening and thoughtful ideas on true submission), but sufice it to say that my Lady saw the advantages available to Her, and was willing to try it out to see if it was something She would enjoy. We had a good first run, which lasted about six months till midsummer before it fizzled out, and we were back to a vanilla relationship again. During that run, I was given a large helping of teasing and denial, along with the chance to serve my Lady by bringing Her drinks when needed, cooking dinner for Her, putting lunches together for Her everyday, and keeping the house clean. I loved every minute of it! I made several mistakes along the way, and I was the one who fizzled out at the end. I’m still a little puzzled as to why, and I’m hoping this second run lasts longer.

Published in: on December 8, 2008 at 12:20 pm  Leave a Comment  
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