Saturday, April 22, 2017

New nightie

It was about 18 months ago (Oct 2015) that I wrote about T getting fabric to make me a new nightie. That was a very exciting scene wherein the fabric was wrapped around my cock and balls and then pins were stuck into the fabric and me.
Last week, T decided that it was time to get a pattern and make the nightie. She started out by checking the size by pinning the paper pattern pieces to the shirt I was wearing. There were a few slight pokes t the pin to my skin that reminded me of the last time she used pins on me and some ended up stabbed into my hard cock. I was really hoping that she might stick me good this time, but she didn't.

She is a skilled seamstress and in short order she had the fabric pieces cut out. I helped by running some of the edges through the serger. Once it was mainly put together she had me try it on. She wanted to cut it to length and she decided to match the V at the plunging neckline with a reverse V at the crotch, leaving that area peeking out. She decided the length to trim, then I think she cut it five inches shorter. The V in the front left my cock, balls and pubic mound completely exposed at all times. My ass cheeks were just peeking out of the hem at the back when I stood up straight and the slightest bend over showed my ass. Very slutty. I love it!

She liked it so much that she made one for herself with a more modest fabric and a looser, longer fit.
Mine is mainly sheer with a pattern of velour fabric that doesn't cover much, so it's basically see through.


I slept in it that night and the next morning she had me bend over the bed and she whipped my ass with her belt. After a few minutes my legs were shaking, so she had me get up on the bed on my knees and bend over. She got a riding crop out and started to use that on me but the leather slapper on the end flew right off. That would not do so I got the leather rooster for her. I guess it is supposed to be an Amish fly swatter. It is heavy leather cut in the shape of a rooster and firmly attached to a 18 inch long wooden handle. It can really pack a wallop and she gave me a serious ass warming with it. I have told her that I really crave being beat long and hard enough to leave marks. I long to have her make lasting marks on my body and she gave it a good attempt this time. I was left with a hot red ass, but it must be a tough ass since there were no bruises there the next day.

Monday, April 17, 2017

Beat me

I just returned to work from lunch at home.  I knew that T was home today so I went home hoping maybe we would get to take advantage of the empty house.  We had a nice lunch and chat during which I mentioned that I had been checking my blog and found that I had been posting to it for over 10 years now. Wow!  I also mentioned that some of the earliest posts were about coming home for lunch and having sex along with blogs about spanking.  Mainly me spanking her.  I don't know when I last spanked her. I know very well when she last whipped me.

As I was getting ready to head back to work T asked if I was interested in a little something like a spanking while there.  Of course I was!  She told me to go upstairs and wait for her in the bedroom.
I wasn't sure if I should just wait or be prepared.  I decided to go ahead and drop my pants and bend over with my belt draped on my lower back for her .
She seemed to be happy with that and began a warm up with gently strikes with the belt, building up to a fairly hard whipping that had me gasping on some hits to sensitive spots.  I went back to work with a rosy red ass after kneeling before her and saying thank you.

I think that was my third belt whipping this week. She said yesterday that I should be careful what I wish for as she told me to drop my pants in the garden before using my belt to administer a very stingy whipping with no warm up.  So far I am not at all sorry that I wished for this.

Monday, March 06, 2017

Chair bound and ass fucked

Despite the fact that our joyous empty nest did not last long before our oldest child “boomeranged” back home again, we do still get some chances to have wild sex.

The last time I came was an example. This was at least a few weeks ago so I don't remember the details other than it ended with me standing next to the bed and T giving me wonderful oral sex.
She brought me to the edge and over the top to a stunning orgasm as she crushed my nuts against her knees. I'm not sure how she managed to do that, or how I managed to stay standing through it, but it was great. That was my first orgasm this year, probably about a month to six weeks since my last.

This past weekend, we had an “empty house” on Saturday night. Did I mention that now our youngest has decided to move home from her nearby college after 2 years? So much for my cross dressing lifestyle!

Since we had a rare opportunity, I thought we should make use of it have immediate sex games. That did not happen and I was rather sulky by Sunday morning.
Fortunately, the kids stayed away over night and we had some time for fun the next day. T had been asking me to repair a dining room chair for several weeks and I just did not get to it. She finally did it herself on Saturday and I found the chair very bound up with one of my long sailing ropes. I told her that I had long been coveting that rope with thought of being bound up like that chair was.

Sunday morning she told me to bring the chair and rope to the bedroom. I unbound the chair.
T had me bend over the chair and used her belt to punish my ass for not fixing the chair.
She told me to get out a butt plug. When I got out my jeweled plug she asked if I were sure that was what I wanted. I did not need another invitation to get out a bigger glass plug with nubs the whole length and a loop at the end. She had me bend over the chair again as she put on a pair of latex gloves, she is a nurse after all. She put cold lube on my asshole, then fingered me. I was in heaven as she pushed a finger in me. She filled my ass with her finger and then fucked me hard, slamming her hand against my ass. Then she pushed the plug in me, filling me with the cold hard glass. I moaned and groaned in appreciation.

Once I was full, she had me put a towel on the seat of the chair and sit down, then she used the whole 30 feet of rope to tie me to the chair, finishing up by binding my cock and balls and put the end between my teeth. Then she used her belt to whip my thighs and belly, cock and yes my balls. Then she left me in the chair while she went downstairs. “Don't go anywhere” she said as she left the room.
I certainly could not. I believe she only left me for a few minutes, she knows this is something that I fantasize about, being bound and left and not knowing for how long.

When she returned, she used her Magic Wand vibrator on my cock and balls to bring me right to the edge of cuming, then stopped. She laid down on the bed then and used the wand to bring herself to a squirting orgasm as I fucked my ass on that glass dildo.

After she recovered, she untied me and told me to kiss her feet.  As I did so she whipped my ass with her belt. I felt so incredibly submissive during this and just felt that THIS what I truly wanted to be, her slave on the floor, worshipping my Mistress while she beats me.
When she stopped whipping me she grabbed my hair and pulled my head to her.  I hugged her around the waist and murmured "Thank you".
She told me to clean up and crawl to the bathroom for my shower.

Friday, January 27, 2017

Ride it cowgirl!

Every January I attend a business conference. One of the highlights of this conference is the opportunity for Hot Hotel Monkey Sex! T and I have had some great sex while away from home where we feel slightly less inhibited so I always look forward to that.
My last orgasm was before Christmas, so we joke that I have not cum since last year even though that was only a month ago and I have been denied in the past for as long as 3 months. Still, I was thinking that being at the hotel would be a great time for me to be allowed to release.

I had bought some underwear for T for Christmas and had at that time bought a six pack of cotton panties in a variety of pastel colors. I definitely bought them for me! I had it mind that for the week of the conference I would wear these “everyday” regular panties for the week and I did.

The first night at the hotel, we were tired and just relaxing on the bed when T got up and brought something to the bed. “Give me your foot”, she said. The week before she had put nail polish on my toenails. She now had a bottle of bright red polish which she put on my toes. Wow! I will certainly notice that every time that I look at my bare feet.

The next evening was the social event. We had a fairly short time to prep before hand and I was surprised that T told me to get out my whipping implements. I got out the small flogger, crop and quirt that I had brought. She told me to get naked and stand in front of the mirror, holding on to the closet clothes pole. She then gave me a substantial whipping, front and back. When she started using the crop she commented on how loud it was. I don't know if someone who was not into kink would recognize the sound, but she kept up a steady whipping as people were walking and talking in the corridor just outside our door. She would not have done that in the past and I marveled at the progress she has made.

I dressed for the dinner in a garter belt that has an attached crotchless g-string and thigh high stockings.
The dinner was uneventful until I went to the bathroom and T walked with me to the men's room. She stopped and told me that I was to go pee like a woman. No use of the urinal and she told me that since it was a strange toilet, I was not to sit like usual, but I should lift the seat and squat over the bowl.
This was a very new experience for me, made a little more difficult when you have to hold your penis down to point into the bowl. Nobody would know what I was doing in the booth, but I was still embarrassed. To top it off, one of my garters popped loose from the stocking and I had to struggle to re-attach it.

After dinner, we hurried back to the room. We undressed, well I kept on my lingerie, then made out for a short time until T told me to bend over the bed and she whipped my ass again. She was really hoping, as I was, that there would be some lasting marks to remember this by for a few days. Alas, there were only a few bruised dots from the knot on the quirt.

She then put a Chinese rope handcuffs on my wrists and tied my ankles and knees together and had me lay on my back on the bed. She teased my cock erect and rode my cock with her pussy for a few minutes. Then she told me to go get the strap on for her. I helped her put it on, then went down on her cock, sucking and licking it, only wishing that she could feel what I was doing for her cock.

I got her Hitachi magic wand then and she used it to give herself an incredibly squirting orgasm as she hosed down my leg. Then she asked if I wanted the strap on and I began rubbing it on my ass. I was soon very eager to have it in me, trying to shove it in without any lube. She had me get some lube though and lubed up her hard cock. I worked it into my boy pussy, a little difficult at first, but after a bit of fucking, I was riding that cock like a cowgirl. I fucked it hard and deep as she played the magic wand vibrator on the sensitive tip of my hard clit. I was delirious with pleasure and thought sure she would make me cum. Although she brought me to the edge several times, she had decided that she was not going to let me cum that night. Eventually she told me that she was tired and it was time to stop. I obediently pulled that long cock out of my man pussy. I removed the harness from her and cleaned everything up. Then I thanked her and we snuggled to sleep.

Yes, Hot Hotel Monkey Sex!


Saturday, January 14, 2017

Pretty toes, shaved legs and bound whipping.

Since T shaved me from nipples to toes last fall, I have kept myself shaved entirely. We knew that I had a doctor appointment coming up in January and there was some mention of letting my hair grow.
T did not tell me to stop shaving and I felt that I was up to being exposed to a medical professional when my legs were hairless. They would not see that my pubic hair was also completely cleaned off.
As expected, there was no indication that anything was amiss during the exam, even when the practitioner pulled the waistband of my jockey briefs down to see a little more below the waist.

T had mentioned the week before that maybe we could paint my toenails after the doctor visit, as that would be a bit much to reveal. We have never done this before. That evening she brought a container of nail polish in the room and told me to take off my socks. She rarely uses nail polish and the only color she has is very modest, a brownish red. She painted my toenails, which to me was embarrassing due to the nasty condition of my toe nails after years of rough outdoor work with heavy boots on.
Nonetheless, I was very happy that she did this to me and it was all her idea! Maybe next time we can get some bright red or sissy pink.

The following weekend, she mentioned that now that my doctor appointment was past, it would be okay to leave marks on me. I said, yes please! She gave me a quick whipping with the riding crop that left red stripes but unfortunately did not last long.

The next morning I told her that I had been dreaming of being bound to the bed and whipped. I was surprised that she told me to pull out the underbed restraints and get out the flogger. I did so and left the handle of the new quirt that I bought recently sticking out from under the mattress where she had to notice it. She did not know that I had bought this. I was looking for something more harsh that would leave marks.
T fastened my wrists and ankles so I was spread eagle on the bed, bottom up, cock and balls pulled down in view and access.
She started with the flogger, warming me up well, then switched to a small flogger, which is quite stingy. The flogger was used from my neck to knees, including my cock and balls.
She then tickled my ass crack with something that I realized was the tassels on the end of the quirt. She really enjoys tickling and teasing me much more than whipping and hurting me. After getting her kicks out of tormenting me, she did give me a good whipping with the quirt. Not quite enough, unfortunately to leave any lasting marks, but satisfying. She then got out her magic wand vibrator and drove me crazy using it on my sensitive cock head and grinding it against my ass hole. She brought me to a writhing edge of orgasm and left me denied. I don't expect to have a chance to cum until maybe next week when we are at a hotel for a few nights.
T then released me and had me give her a fucking for the short time that I was able to do without cuming. My poor sissy cock can't give her a good fucking now since she keeps me under orgasm control. I love it!

She soon replaced me with the vibrator and brought herself to an orgasm.

Monday, January 02, 2017

New Year chastity

Happy New Year!
Although we did not accomplish what I had hoped for this year, that being renewing our wedding vows for our 30th anniversary with a FLR twist, it was a good year for gradual advancement.
T is feeling more confident and more accepting of things that used to be out of the picture.  She is more skilled and willing to whip me and her control of my orgasms (very rare) is common.
She has gone from acceptance to occasionally enabling my cross dressing and feminization.

This weekend, after taking advantage of my morning wood for some intercourse, T actually said that she wanted to have me wear the chastity device.  I was very surprised since she had little interest in it when I first bought one. I put it on and offered her the lock. She still thinks it is fairly ridiculous, too much effort and that I have a screw loose, but she did lock it. I wore it all day while doing some fairly physical work. I also requested that she put my leather collar on my neck.  I then slaved for her all day.
That evening she unlocked it and took the device off even though I would have been willing to wear it all night. She asked if I was okay to wear it the next day, of course I was.
This morning, she had to work and I had the day off, so I slept in and we did not put the chastity device on me before she left. She only worked half a day and we did some more heavy house work (digging and carrying buckets of dirt).  After that we showered before I made dinner. I have two different devices and I put the other one on, or was struggling to get it on when she entered the room.
She remarked that she thought that I was crazy to put it on since I still had a sore spot from the previous day. "But this one fits differently", I reasoned, as I tried to squeeze my balls through the ring.
I got it on and offered her the lock. She snapped the lock on and tossed the keys in the box. "There's the keys if you have to get out while I am working this evening". I told her that if it wasn't the first full day wearing it I would request that she take the keys with her.
It is my idea to wear the device so she is certainly not worried or even concerned at all about whether I take it off my self.  I am already in a state of self control of masturbation and request that she not allow me to orgasm for extended periods so that I can serve her better. I also have learned that sex is better for me with fewer, much better orgasms.
I don't know if she will have me wear the chastity device again any time soon, but feel that her telling me to wear it this weekend is progress.
She also said that she would reward me for working so hard for her this weekend and mentioned that after my doctor appointment this week, perhaps we could paint my toe nails.  That sounds very exciting.  During intercourse this week, she was whispering fantasies to me and talked about going someplace for a week where I could spend the whole time dressed up female and paint my finger nails too.  Sometimes those fantasies eventually become a reality!
She also whispered about telling other women about me scrubbing her kitchen floor while naked on my hands and knees. That would be so humiliating, but incredibly exciting.  Her fantasy was about telling her best friend and then having her come over to see me at work. That is one of my hottest fantasies, being dominated by my wife and her friend.

Friday, December 30, 2016

Your boy is my slave

My wife had the day off and suggested that I might come home for lunch and clean the kitchen floor while she was home.  Of course I went home for lunch.
After we ate she sent me to the bedroom to get properly undressed for floor scrubbing.  She suggested that my ball stretcher was typical for this job.
I put on the stretcher and also wore a short little dress that she has set aside in a "some day it may fit again" stack.
It was rather small for me, but it buttons up the front, so I left it unbuttoned from the waist down.
I also brought my leather collar and a riding crop.  She put the collar around my neck and put me to work.
I brought the vacuum cleaner as directed and vacuumed the floor first.  I put the machine away and went to get the wash bucket.  T asked if I had moved the table out of the way when vacuuming.  "no".
For that she told me to lift my skirt and bend over the table. She then used the crop on my ass.

After I had finished vacuuming the floor to her standards I put water and cleanser in the bucket and got a rag.
I have lots of rags now since my loving wife and Mistress gave me a whole stack for Christmas.
T also sent me to put a red jewelled butt plug in my ass.
I got down on the floor and started scrubbing.  I quickly realized that the small dress was cutting into my armpits a lot.  This was limiting my ability to scrub and might leave some lasting marks.  I would not mind but I have a doctor appointment next week.  I asked permission to take it off and got back down on the floor naked on my hands and knees to continue scrubbing the floor, while she was fully dressed.
T got on the phone and called her mother.  I could only imagine what she might be thinking as she talked with her mother and watched her husband naked on the floor with his balls bound, plug up his ass and scrubbing her floor.  A far cry from the way her mother's marriage was.

After I finished the floor, T told me to dump the bucket outside and report to her.  I took the bucket outside, naked in the winter cold and dumped the dirty water.  I reported back to her in front of the nice warm wood stove.  She had the crop in her hand and told me to lean on the mantle over the stove while she warmed me up.  She cropped my ass, warming it up.
While she was whipping my ass she was talking about calling her mother. Then she said maybe she should call my mother too while I was in this state.  "Maybe tell her that her little boy is my slave now", she said.  I groaned with arousal and humiliation as she said this. She pulled my balls back with the stretcher and smacked them with the crop.  She finished with four hard smacks to my ass.

"Time to get dressed for real work now and get back to the office" she said.  I knelt before her and relished my submission.  She put the crop in my mouth, put a clothes pin on each nipple and sent me on my way.