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In my last post, I wondered aloud whether or not my long lockup period had already begun without my knowledge. ML’s response to this was, “I don’t know, maybe it has! I hadn’t really thought about it too much yet…”

It’s a little startling to realize how easy it has become for My Lady to keep me locked in my chastity cage for a week straight, but that is where four years of chastity has brought us to.

It turns out that did get at least one more chance to feel ML’s pussy before my cock is locked away for more than a month. ML and I had date night last night, and afterwards we attended a “play party” with some friends. We couldn’t stay long so we didn’t have a chance to play ourselves, but we came home pretty turned on. Lucky for me, My Lady was in the mood for sex, and she didn’t want a toy; she wanted the real thing.

ML used my cock along with her wand to give herself a few good orgasms before bed (none for me, of course). She was nice enough to allow me to sleep uncaged, which was a nice surprise. In the morning, she took the opportunity to give me a little bit of a tease to start my day.

She’s left me uncaged for the day today so far, which makes me wonder if she’ll be teasing me tonight or throughout the day… or both. It’s actually a tough day for me, because I’m seeing all of the things I’m going to miss when I’m locked up next week.

A lot of readers/followers ask me how I manage not to cum immediately during sex when I’m being denied orgasm. It’s not that easy, and to be perfectly honest, I’m really not good at it at all. I’m not sure if it’s the denial that makes me more sensitive and ready, or if it’s just the fact that ML’s pussy feels that amazingly good; either way, I can’t manage more than five or six good thrusts before I need to stop.

It’s too bad it’s not as simple as looping a gif!

There are a couple of positions where I can kinda avoid cumming right away, but other than that, it happens VERY quickly. I’m really lucky that ML isn’t disappointed by my performance… in fact, she takes it as a compliment. As she should: either she’s doing a great job teasing me, or her pussy is doing a great job getting me off!

Sometimes, though, I wish that I could flick a switch and not be so “hair-triggered.” There are times where I know ML wants a good pounding, and I feel bad when I’m not able to provide. The other night, ML got me dunk enough where I couldn’t cum and she took advantage of it by using my cock hard… the only problem being that I can’t remember it! Although I’m glad she got her “fill” of my non-cumming cock, I wish I could remember what it was like.

When I’m being denied orgasm by My Lady, it isn’t hard for her to find ways to frustrate me. Having my cock locked in my steel Jailbird is an obvious place to start, and bringing me as close to orgasm as possible without giving me one is also extremely effective. I’ve been finding, though, that being edged is sort of a mini-tension release in itself – not as good as an orgasm, of course, but my body does “enjoy” it.

After being denied so often and edged as much as I have been, maybe I’ve found some sort of comfort in it. But ML always finds ways to keep my sexual tension level high. Nowadays, stopping short of edging seems to be even more frustrating than edges themselves.

I had the day off from work yesterday, and ML took advantage of the kid-less household to drive me a little crazy. She spent most of the morning keeping my dick hard, not allowing it to get soft for more than a few minutes at a time. Even when she had to run out for an errand, she left me with instructions to keep myself hard while she was gone. She didn’t edge me once the entire morning, and it wasn’t long before I was going crazy. My cock was an aching, dripping mess in my underwear, and My Lady enjoyed watching me suffer through every minute of it.

After a rough week at work, I was very much looking forward to a nice relaxing weekend. Will I have the relaxation I was hoping for? Or will ML see exactly how effective this new form of frustration can be?

Last night, ML and I got our first chance to try out the more “interesting” features of our new bedroom set. The fact that it’s not fully put together yet didn’t stop us – the bed is not ready to support our mattress yet, but at least the frame is up. My Lady used this frame to string me up and have her way with my defenseless body.

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The upper supports of the bed are pretty strong – they held up well when I pulled against them. They obviously won’t be strong enough to fully support my weight for true suspension bondage, but they will definitely be useful for ML to restrain me in many different ways.
Last night, ML cuffed my hands above my head and began rubbing her hands all over my naked body. I could feel her energy growing quickly as she touched y skin, sending shivers all over my body. She lightly tickled me, and I could only stand there and squirm. I could tell ML was very excited; she was like a kid with a new toy, she couldn’t decide how to play with me next!

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ML pulled my legs back a little bit, forcing me to stick my butt out in order to maintain my balance. She then started rubbing her hands over my ass, squeezing it as she whispered in my ear how much she loved my ass. Then she swatted my ass, giving me a good hard spanking and making my ass sting.

ML spanked me pretty hard; it had been a while since she really laid into me, and I could tell she had some “urges” she needed to address. 🙂 I’m sure she would have hit me harder if she had her paddle at the ready, but my ass was still very red and tender by the time she was done with me.

(Sorry, no good pictures of my reddened ass cheeks… We still need to get a lamp for our bedroom)

After giving me my good hard spanking, ML decided to “reward” me with some hardcore cock teasing. She kneeled in front of me as she stroked my cock, looking deep into my eyes as she edged me over and over. I couldn’t help but try to thrust into her hand, searching for any stimulation that would give me a dearly needed orgasm.

Sensing that I was wanting more stimulation, My Lady fetched her wand and began using it on me in conjunction with her stroking. Soon I was moaning and shaking, softly begging ML for… I’m not quite sure if I wanted to cum or wanted her to stop. Either one would have been good, but she did neither. She continued teasing me, pushing me closer and closer to orgasm with each edge.

Finally, ML pushed me just about as close a she could without giving me a true full orgasm. She stroked me to the perfect moment, until one more stroke would drive me over the edge, and stopped… but she let the wand continue to work its magic on my tortured cock for just a moment longer.. Just as my cock began to throb, she removed the wand. I moaned in incredible frustration as my cock spasmed, bobbing in mid air as it made its futile attempt at cumming.

After a few seconds, ML grabbed my cock at the base and slowly squeezed up to the tip, pulling all of the ruined-orgasm cum out of me. She even gave me a little bit more of the wand treatment, causing me to wiggle and squirm in post-ruined-orgasm torment. My Lady was so turned on by having me so helpless and having such control over me that she laid back and treated herself to a wand-assisted orgasm while I was forced to watch from my restrained position. It was incredibly frustrating, but also incredibly sexy.

It was great to see that our new bed is going to fit our “specialized needs.” Once we get the mattress up on the bed frame, it will be exciting to see what types of fun we can have!

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I may or may not have mentioned this before, but My Lady has amazing titties. 🙂 I love to grab them and squeeze them and lick them and suck on them. They are so fucking perfect! ML is very well aware that I’m obsessed with her big boobs, and she uses them often to tease the hell out of me.

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And she's really good at it.

What drives me crazy is that ML loves it when I play with them! She knows that it drives me crazy, but I can tell it also turns her on because it feels good. Sometimes she will moan softly in my ear when she’s rubbing her boobs all over my body, and she loves squeezing her cleavage around my cock for a nice good tittyfuck.

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Caged or uncaged, makes no difference to her.

Last night, she was extraordinarily evil with her tit teasing. We were snuggled up in bed and I began to massage her boobs. ML knew I was getting turned on, so she took advantage of my unlocked status to have me edge for her. To frustrate me even further, she instructed me to edge as I stroked myself over her titties.

God, it felt so good and it was so bad at the same time! Instantly, my body identified the position as the “I’m going to cum all over ML’s tits” position… which would have been so much better that edging myself! To make matters worse, My Lady was massaging and squeezing her tits together, asking me if I wanted to cum on them and telling me how good it would feel to cover them with a big load of cum….

I was in AGONY. I wanted to cum so bad. It didn’t take me long to edge, and ML had to physically remove my hand from my cock when it was time to do so. ML is certainly an expert at using her body to drive me sexually insane!

My Lady wasn’t done with just one stint of kinky bondage while the kids were FINALLY at school. She also wasn’t done wetting me down with her squirt, either!

ML tied me down with my wrists down by the foot of the bed, with my head right at the edge of the mattress. When she had me restrained to her liking, she began to tease my into a frenzy.

My Lady straddled my hips and began rubbing her body up and down my chest. I could feel my cock rub against her warm pussy lips as she rubbed her huge tits all over me. She teased the head of my cock by sliding her pussy across the head of my cock, making me thrust up in a vain attempt to get inside her. She looked right into my eyes and slid my hard cock deep into her pussy, and I moaned loudly as she took me in all the way.

Once my cock was buried in My Lady’s horny pussy, she leaned back on the bed so that she was laying between my legs with her head at the opposite end of the bed. She kept my cock inside her pussy; by the time she laid back completely, my cock was being bent nearly horizontally to the mattress. I was hard enough to stay inside her, but I knew it would be nearly impossible for me to cum like that.

ML reached over and grabbed her wand, turned it on and began rubbing it on her clit. I could feel her pussy pulsing around me, squeezing my cock and frustrating me further. She moved the wand down, vibrating my shaft and causing me to cry out. ML laughed softly as she moved the wand back to her clit and began rolling her hips, pulling my shaft deeper into her pussy. I could feel her pussy squeezing my stronger as her orgasm approached.

My Lady cried out as she came, her pussy squeezing me so hard that I slipped out of her pussy. Due to our position, my cock slipped upwards on the way out of her pussy, dragging the head of my cock across her g-spot. When she squeezed me out, I felt a huge gush of warmth all over my balls – ML was squirting all over me, and my cock slipping out of her pussy triggered it! ML continued to work her clit over with the wand, riding her orgasm even further as her pussy soaked me even more. I looked down, and I saw ML’s pussy sprinkling the head of my cock with her squirt juices. I was being drenched by her pussy, and it was equally awesome and frustrating for me.

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Yet another wet spot on our mattress. 🙂

ML still wasn’t finished covering me with her juices, yet. She got up and walked towards the foot of the bed and stood over my face. I could see her pussy was almost dripping, literally. ML lowered her sopping wet pussy right down onto my face, nearly drowning me with her fresh pussy squirt.

ML didn’t let up until my face was completely coated. When she stood up, my face was absolutely drenched. Mercifully, My Lady got me a towel and helped clean my face off after just a few moments… although I swear that I can still smell her pussy on me, as if it has soaked into my skin somehow.

I love it when My Lady squirts for me, it’s so damn fucking hot I swear! We haven’t had much opportunity to have some fun with it – ML often gets a little loud when “letting go” like that, and we don’t want to risk waking the kids up or anything like that. But with the better weather ahead and some days off from work during the week for me, we might have more chances soon.

As you may or may not have noticed – awww, who am I kidding, just about all of you readers check out our blog hoping to see ML’s tits – I haven’t been posting a lot over the past few weeks. This is mainly because work has been very busy prepping for an important inspection over the last month or so. Although ML has certainly kept me occupied with her incessant teasing, as well as denying me any orgasms for over a month now, I haven’t been able to focus all that much on writing.

The good news is that the inspection has come and gone! Work will still end up being a little busy, but at least I won’t be so freaking stressed out any more. Well… at least not over  work. The stress of going months and months without an orgasm while being teased daily by My Lady will (hopefully) continue.

This past weekend was quite an intense experience. ML and I both agreed that we were craving some D/s play time, so we decided to turn my three day weekend into a “full submission” weekend. I will admit that the concept of multi-day play was more difficult than I expected – the degree of my submission seemed to wane slightly as the weekend went on, however I do feel that having the kids around the house contributed to this also.

Friday started off pretty much as you’d expect from reading ML’s rules – I spent a few minutes pleasing My Lady’s pussy with my tongue before it was time to get up and get the kids ready for school. My cock was aching in its cage as she softly moaned, obviously in no immediate hurry. She didn’t even demand and orgasm from me… sometimes that’s even more frustrating for me: the fact that she can cum anytime she wants, but sometimes chooses not to (meanwhile, I’m desperate to cum, but have no choice but not to).

When it was time for me to wake up – or, should I say, when My Lady allowed me to get out of bed – I was immediately started on my water-drinking program. ML instructed me to drink two large cups of water with breakfast (quickly reaching half of my minimum quota in only one meal), and to follow that with a cup of coffee. I could already see that she had plans to test the limits of my bladder, and that those limits would be tested very quickly.

I finished my drinks as ML did homeschool work with our daughter. As I sat watching TV, I received a text message from none other than ML:

Go in the bathroom right now and unlock yourself, stroke that big thick cock of mine to three edges. Then come out and drink another cup of water.

I was happy to be unlocked, but I was also extremely frustrated after the three edges. The worst thing, though, was standing in the bathroom and feeling the urge to pee starting to build, yet not being able to relieve myself. By the time I finished my third cup of water, I could feel the need to go getting even stronger.

I snuck at text message to ML, asking if her “subby hubby” could use the rest room, and got the following response:

You can go when I get back.

Before I was able to ask, ML called to me from the other room and said that she was going out to run some errands with our daughter. “How long will you be gone?” I asked.

“I’m not sure,” she replied with a wicked smile. I squirmed on the couch just a bit, and she chuckled. She leaned down to give me a kiss, and whispered in my ear, “I want you to edge that cock every fifteen minutes while I’m gone.” Then she reached down and gave my hardening cock a squeeze before she was off and out the door.

It didn’t take me long to go from handing it ok to being somewhat uncomfortable with the need to go pee. The combination of a full bladder and the repeated edging were taking its toll on my ability to manage my “needs.” About 45 minutes after ML left, I got another text from her:

I hope you are still drinking your water. I’d hate to come home and find out you weren’t following my instructions. 🙂

Her command was clear. Her intentions, not so much. Did she want me to have to piss in my pants? To have to sit in it and wait for her to come home so I could clean myself and properly relieve myself? I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer, so instead I asked how long it would be until she got back.

I got no response.

So I sat there – slowly progressing towards agony as my bladder screamed for relief, continuing to make the problem worse by drinking more water, and increasing the building pressure with repeated edges… and it was all because it was exactly what My Lady wanted from me. I waited another hour, checking the driveway, waiting for her to come home. I could think of nothing else but when would she get home. I’m sure this is precisely what she wanted me to be thinking.

Just as I was about to give up on holding it in, ML ‘s car pulled into the driveway. I was so happy to see her so I could use the bathroom. Of course, she took her sweet time exiting the car and walking up to the house, pushing me just a little farther. When she came in the house, I begged her to use the restroom. Mercifully, she allowed me to. It was such a relief to be able to pee after needing to go so badly for so long.

A knock on the door broke me out of my “ahhhhhhhh” moment. My Lady called to me through the door. “Three more edges before you come out, darling,” she said, “and plug your ass, as well… if you are a good boy, I might let you take it out before bed.”

Click here for part 2! 🙂

Looking ahead to the looming start of my next period of orgasm denial – longer than I have ever been denied, longer than I ever thought I would be – has got me thinking about a few things. I’ve been thinking about the difference between what I want vs. what I need, as well as what it means to truly submit to My Lady.

Many of our readers out there (and ML, as well!) would agree that it is not easy being ML’s sub: it is not easy to be locked in chastity, it is not easy to be teased so intensely, and it is not easy to be held in strict orgasm denial throughout it all. She is a special and unique keyholder, and it takes a special and unique level of commitment and determination to endure her treatment. I’ve been questioning my level of commitment to submitting to ML lately, mainly because of certain aspects of our initial chastity agreement.

Way back when we started living this chastity lifestyle (over… 2 years ago? Holy shit, it was over two years ago!), we crafted a chastity agreement that allowed us both to have input on how our FLR would take shape. The spirit of that agreement guides every aspect of our D/s dynamic, even if we don’t follow each and every clause to the letter (for example, it’s been a long time since we’ve written in our communication book, only because we’ve grown to be so comfortable communicating with each other directly). One of the clauses that ML has been very gracious to uphold has been the use of the “Maybe Day.”

To explain the Maybe Day clause quick and simple: ML gives me a date when she plans to let me cum next, and will let me know if she decides to push me significantly past that date. She can choose whatever date she wishes, and can choose to extend it for any reason, but she is required to let me know when it will be or how much longer I will have to wait.

Looking back on it, I wanted to put that clause in our agreement because of my trust issues. When things were difficult between ML and me, there was never any telling when our next sexual encounter would be. I was scared that ML’s interest might fade once again if there was no date to hold her accountable. I needed even just a small guarantee that I wasn’t going to be left and forgotten about. I wasn’t ready for such an open-ended situation.

I think I’m ready for that now.

Over the past two years, I can’t remember too many nights where ML and I weren’t sexual in some way with each other. I even recently posted about how just a knowing glance across the room can be our way of “having sex.” The level of passion is certainly there, and it’s stronger than it’s ever been. I don’t think I need to be worried that ML will lose sexual interest in me anymore. I probably have to be more worried about ML driving me insane with TOO MUCH sexual attention!

With My Lady’s agreement, I would like to do away with the concept of Maybe Day for good. I realize that this opens me up for denial periods longer than I’d ever expect with absolutely no warning whatever, but I am ready to submit to her that deeply.

(This post is the first that ML will be hearing of these thoughts, so I am very curious to see what her reaction is. Wish me luck!)

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So, ML’s post let the cat out of the bag and it has now turned into the elephant in the room – I won’t be having an orgasm in 2016. Honestly, that sounds a hell of a lot worse than “I won’t have an orgasm for a year,” and I’m not quite sure why that is. Maybe because it’s so definite, so final… and it also says nothing of when my next orgasm will be…. Ok, I’m going to stop right there before I start putting more ideas into My Lady’s head. 🙂

Now that this is going to be a reality, I can’t help but think back to how we got this far. I can vividly remember one of the first few conversations ML and I had about our goals for chastity and orgasm denial. My goal was to eventually be made to go a year with an orgasm; ML wasn’t so ambitious. When I asked her if it would ever be a possibility, first she answered, “I don’t know.” Then, following a good pestering from me, she said, “Probably not.”

I’ll admit, I was a little disappointed. I wondered what it would be like to be that desperate, so needy after a year of no orgasms, and what it would feel like to finally have one. But I also understood where she was coming from. We hadn’t even started practicing yet, we were still working out the details (so to speak). Looking at an entire year of denial wasn’t just putting the cart before the horse, it was filling up the cart before even buying a horse. I was just happy that we were communicating honestly and openly, and we were willing to try this together.

I never expected ML to get as far as even considering a year denial for me. It was always one of those “what if” fantasies, but it grew less and less important as our sex life got more and more amazing. Little did I know that My Lady was building up her tolerance for denying me.

Now it seems like my fantasy will come true. And, to be honest, it’s not a “be careful what you wish for” situation – I’m very excited to try this! I know there will be times where I hate it and I want it to end, but I love being sexually controlled by My Lady. Also, being insanely horny, almost constantly turned on, and desperate to cum pretty much all day every day is an AMAZING experience that I wouldn’t trade for anything.

Although, nine months from now, I might feel differently about that and be willing to trade it for a nice good hard orgasm. 🙂