House-husband in the Making

So many things have happened since my last post! Due to the poor economy, we have decided to close our business. Financially, we were taking a loss each month, and even though we have put a lot of our money into it, it is time to get out. Fortunately, I work outside of the business, and my income is enough to support our family, although it will mean living on a very tight budget until my husband gets a job. I am confident that he can, although it might take a while.

A few days ago, he started referring to himself as a house-husband. At first, I was a little taken aback by this, but now I am beginning to embrace it. I like the idea of him spending his days caring for our daughter, the house, and meeting My needs. While initially through the stress of closing the business my Dominance had waned, I feel it was returned, as strong as it ever was.

One of the great things about having a submissive around all the time is knowing that my needs (whatever they may be) will be met at a moment's notice. This morning, for instance, as he got out of the shower, I ordered j to lick Me. He moaned a bit as he got between my legs and began lapping away at my pussy. I became so wet, and enjoyed grinding myself against his face as he licked me, ensuring that entire face was covered in my juices.

I squeezed and slapped his balls, and rubbed his cock periodically. He was so aroused that he could take very little before he pulled away from me (his sign that he is close to the edge). In fact, when he did ultimately climax, I was not even touching him.

I plan on giving him a list of tasks I expect him to complete each day. Amidst the chores, I will be sure to intermingle different tasks put in for my pleasure, such as wearing clothespins on his nipples, writing a post for his blog, making a sexy video for me, or putting in a butt plug before going about his other chores. The ideas abound!

In the midst of all these transitions, I have been fantasizing quite a bit. My developing friendship with another submissive has caused me to fantasize about having j and him together, both serving Me simultaneously. I'll be sure to post that fantasy soon... as it is VERY hot!!

A Little CBT Fun

Last night I decided to have some CBT fun. It had been a while since I had been able to tease and torture j's cock and balls. I had told j to stroke his cock several times during the day at work, but not have an orgasm. I knew that this would greatly heighten his desire and sensitivity.

When we got in bed, I began kissing him, rubbing my body up against him. Within moments he was hard, and I smacked his balls with some force. he jumped, but then went back to moaning as I stroked his cock a bit. I alternated between smacking his balls and stroking him, and then went to our toy cabinet and retrieved a handful of clothespins, his cock ring and my rubber whip. I had him put his cock ring on (which was quite a feat, considering his cock and balls were already quite engorged.

Once his cock ring was on, I swatted his cock, balls and thighs several times with the rubber whip. The whip looks quite menacing, but produces a mild to moderate sting. That sensation, though, is most definitely heightened on his swollen and sensitive cock and balls! he squirmed about on the bed, moaning from the sensations I was giving him.

Again I stroked his cock and rubbed his balls. his cock felt harder than ever before. I told him that I wanted to allow him some pleasure as a reward for his hard work lately, but that I needed to give him some more pain first. I took the clothespins and put them on his scrotum. After I put them on, I wiggled them around a bit, pulling them and moving them about. I swatted him several more times with the rubber whip, and then began to stroke his cock. he was desperate for an orgasm, and I graciously allowed him one. his cum shot all over my hand and his stomach.

While I enjoy extended periods of orgasmic denial for j from time to time, I also like giving him orgasms. I like having the complete control of his body- making him earn the orgasm by pleasing me. When he finally earns it, I make sure he enjoys it, but only on my terms!

Bound for My Pleasure

I have been feeling turned on lately, and my preoccupation with my sexy sub has been running rampant. Since we have children, time for extended sexual play is almost exclusively late in the evening. Yesterday was no exception, however throughout the day I had managed to tease him for a few minutes here and there. He has been wearing my panties for quite some time now, and when he arrived home for an outing yesterday I had a pair of pantyhose waiting for him. He put them on under his jeans and commented later that they served as an excellent almost constant reminder of me.

As we retired to bed last night, my plans for an erotic evening came together. I instructed j to remove all of his clothing and lay down on the bed. As he did, I retrieved rope and scissors. I had him lay flat on his back with his legs together. I wrapped the rope several times around his ankles and then between his feet several times before tying it off. Then I took another length of rope and encircled his cock and balls several times, pulling it very tight. This rope I then attached to the rope between his ankles, pulling until his ankles were pulled up near his body and his cock and balls had a constant feeling of being tugged. Finally I had him put his wrists together on his belly and tied them up in a manner similar to his ankles. I tied his secured wrists to his ankles. Satisfied that he was not going anywhere, and enjoying both my beautiful bondage and his erection, I moved on.

I attached a clothespin to each nipple, taunting and teasing him as I did. Then I attached four clothespins to his scrotum, giving each a tug so that I could hear him moan. (As a side note, one of my favorite parts of tying up his nether regions is the extra sensitivity it brings. He was intensely aroused despite the pain.) I teased him for a few minutes, lightly stroking his cock and running my fingers over his body. At some point I took pity on him and removed the clothespins from his nipples, but the ones on his scrotum remained. I took several pictures of j like this, which he may share on his blog. He began to moan from the pain being caused by the clothespins, so I removed them as well, but not before giving each one a quick tug.

Seeing j like that was making me wet and incredibly aroused. I laid on the bed opposite him, so that he could watch me masturbate. It worked out well since I had a great view of my handiwork. I moaned and thrashed about on the bed and reached a nice orgasm. j seemed desperate for some attention on his cock, and since his hands were pulled down near his cock I told him he could stroke his cock but could only use one finger. I giggled as I watching him struggle to figure out which finger would provide the most intensity, finally settling on his pinkie finger. He rubbed it up and down on his cock as best he could (which was not very well, since he was tied tightly). Still, he was so aroused from watching me play with my pussy and climax and being tied up that it was not long before he asked if he could cum. I denied his request, but told him to continue rubbing his cock with his finger. After some time I decided to cut the ties between his cock and ankles and wrists and ankles. His genitals, wrists and ankles were all still securely and tightly bound, just not to each other.

j was desperate for an orgasm, but I wanted to know just how desperate he was. I instructed him to turn over onto his stomach, which was not an easy task considering his bonds, but after some flopping he succeeded. I told him that if he wanted to cum tonight, he would have to hump the bed to reach his orgasm. He expressed doubt that he could get off this way, but desire and arousal led him to try. It was one of the sexiest things I have ever seen: j, with his wrists secured and extended above him and his ankles secured as well, with his ass going up in the air over and over again as he desperately humped the bed. The show was too much for me, and it was not long before I was having another orgasm as I watched him. This provided even more fuel for his fire, since I moan loudly when I cum. He was humping the bed vigorously at this point and I heard him breathlessly ask if he could cum. Feeling that he had earned this one, I allowed him to cum all over the bed (and himself).

It was a very intense experience, and I continue to be impressed by the levels of desire and arousal j can reach.

Mistress Loves Some CBT

As I have written before, it is often hard to find time for the sexual aspects of D/s with kids in the house. It is important to j and me to keep this part of our lives private from our children. While they do see j deferring to me to make decisions, doing my nails, etc, they view this as him admiring and loving me. I like to take advantage of the brief moments we have when the kids are otherwise occupied.

Over the past few days I have been introducing brief moments of CBT (cock and ball torture) whenever possible. It turns me on, and keeps j on his toes. If we are sitting on the couch, massaging my feet, I have jammed my heels into his balls. I love watching him squirm, trying to hold his legs together to protect himself. Whenever he does this, I order him to open his legs so I can have access to his cock and balls.

The other day I had a few moments alone in the bedroom with him. I ordered him to lock the door and pull down his pants. he stood before me and I began to attach clothespins to his scrotum. Periodically I would tug and pull on the clothespins as he squirmed. Once I had quite a few clothespins attached, I told him to look at himself and teased him, telling him that he looked like a peacock (he really did!). I slapped his balls several times, and he gasped in pain. Then I began to pull the clothespins off, one by one. I know from our experiences in the past that this is the most painful part for him. I became so aroused as I watched him squirm. Throughout this time he maintained at least a partial erection, and his moans clearly were more of pleasure than of pain.

While sometimes our moments of intimacy are few and far between, we make the most of them!