Dirty weekend part 7

Sorry for the long delay. Once again my every day life keeps trying to trip me up and get in the way of writing posts! Hello to the new followers too.

So, when I left the last post we'd had a lovely afternoon sitting in the sun. We walked back towards the hotel and I quietly talked with him on the way about his month of chastity that had led up to this weekend. We had struck a deal that I wouldn't let him cum again until it was his birthday and that also during that time he would follow my rules. Each night he poured my bath for me and as I was feeling mean I decided that every time it was too hot or too cold it meant a penalty point. Over the month he had accumulated 5 penalties for this, 2 for forgetting to bring me my morning coffee and 1 for forgetting how many days of chastity he'd had already. Added to the two he had picked up over the weekend that meant 10 penalty points. He knew as well as I did that the rate of conversion was one point to one stroke of the cane. He's not a pain lover and so this was a genuine punishment worth avoiding and I noticed he was slowing his pace the closer we got to the hotel!

Once we arrived I had him strip once again so that all he wore was his chastity cage. Leaning him over the edge of the bed I secured his hands with a pair of handcuffs I then chained across the bed to the bed board. Using a length of rope I ran it between the legs at the foot of the bed so that it passed behind his knees so that he couldn't back away. I preferred for him to be secure but not completely immobile; it's so much more fun when they can squirm!

I am told my cane is a dragon cane and it has a turned handle made of mexican cocobolo which is smooth to the touch and feels sleek in the hand. It is matched to my other toys; a horsehair flogger, twin suede floggers and a rubber bungee flogger which were all made together in a custom order (see www.jacksfloggers.com). Running the shaft of my cane over his exposed rump I told him to count the strokes and that every one was a lesson. Slowly he counted up, each time flinching and trying hard not to move. Small raised welts began to appear in stripes and I made sure he had a matching set on each side! He thanked me for them and I ran my hand over them and between his legs. Even with his cage on he still gets turned on by sensation in that place just behind the ball sack but not quite at the anus where it feels bulky. I massaged him for a while so his attempts to get hard would be met with the pressure of the metal cage which has the effect of being pleasurable and painful at the same time.

Noticing the time I released him and had him fetch my make-up case and jewellery. We had reservations for dinner and the rest of his birthday treats would just have to wait.

Dirty Weekend part 5

There's something about reclining in a luxurious bed with a nice wine and finely prepared cuisine that is quite a treat. I had threatened to make my boy answer the door in just his cuffs to receive our tray, but as fun as it would have been it probably would have raised all kinds of problems with the hotel. As it was a suite I simply had him kneel and wait in the bedroom and went to answer the door myself in my silk dressing gown. Oh my, did that young waiter blush! It perhaps was just a little too obvious that I didn't have anything on underneath. I don't think I've actually given a description as yet, but despite being just about to enter my thirties I have retained much the same build as I have had since high school. I am still a size 10 (that's a US 8 for my readers over the pond) and have been recently marvelling at my rapidly expanding bosom. When I was 21 I was a 30B - aka flat as a breadboard. I have had to completely replace all my lingerie in the last 6 months as I am now 34D and seemingly still growing. The ladies in my family started out flat and grew into the "gazungas" category, but I had always assumed that it was the effect of having children. I have none, but seem to be following the family trend. That poor waiter, probably in his late teens, was all clumsy and red faced as he sat down the tray, presumably noticing that my gown was only loosely tied.

Once the waiter was gone I called my boy to attend to the meal and pouring the wine. I can't remember exactly what film we watched as the selection was very poor. We spent most of it talking. What I like most about my boy is that he is intelligent and funny as well as wonderfully attentive. We made some plans for visiting some more of the city the next day and made idle chat.

After dinner I had him clear away the plates, tidy up and fetch my travel case. I took out the massage bar that he had bought as a present a few weeks earlier (for those who are interested see the Lush website) and told him I was feeling a little tense. I lay on my front and had him give me a massage, knowing full well how frustrating it would be. In order to give a good massage he needs to straddle my back which of course gives the illusion of pinning me down. The temptation would be there to take advantage of that fact, but what of the consequences? My boy is the strong and masculine type and could easily over-power me if the mood took him. That is why I appreciate his submission all the more and know he follows my commands because he desires to. It is also a small thrill to hear his little sighs of frustration from time to time as he does something insanely erotic to him, but without a way to release that energy. A few times I had to point out that there appeared to be something poking me in the back!

Once fully relaxed I felt almost ready to sleep. He was quite obviously more than alert and hoping for something more. When he entered his last stretch of chastity I told him his next opportunity to ask for relief would be on his birthday and he pointed out that it was just past midnight with a smile. I had to admire his keen but polite observation, but I decided that it wasn't his birthday until I woke up after a nice refreshing night's sleep. His disappointment was insufferably cute and so I told him he could choose his preferred way of trying to change my mind. Almost in an instant his eager mouth was between my legs once again trying to argue his case where words could not. I had no intention of letting him have a climax that night, but gently teased him that I could maybe be persuaded if he tried a little harder or licked a little deeper...

I'm not one of those lucky multi-orgasmic women. I have one or maybe two big ones during the one session. After the first it takes a much greater level of stimulation to induce the second. It was therefore quite some time before I even got close, but that didn't stop his mouth and hands all over my body trying desperately to convince me that I wanted to take him along with me. If I had been feeling crueller I would have ridden him slowly, but I doubted he could have resisted that level of stimulation for long. Instead I satisfied myself with smothering him, gently at first and then with more insistence. The control of breath-play has always been enticing to me and I know he finds it intensely stimulating also. Eventually I approached orgasm, informed him that I had absolutely no intention of letting him follow me, and then had a wonderfully satisfying climax.

Feeling quite warm and happy I had him cuddle into the back of me. We nest together quite nicely. I decided to leave him out of his chastity cage overnight to draw attention to the fact that he was in urgent need of release and had a completely naked female who he desired greatly resting against his body but had to resist for many hours yet. He drew the covers over us and arranged himself into a position where his cuffs wouldn't sit uncomfortably on me. He nuzzled into my neck and we fell asleep.

Dirty weekend part 3

So I had my boy's undivided attention. Bound to the chair, exposed and gagged. I forgot to mention in my last post about the other stop we made whilst shopping. Readers from the UK will have heard of Ann Summers; a high street shop specialising in racy knickers and sex toys. I find them incredibly cheap and nasty usually and prefer much better designed toys, but I had other plans for this stop. I found a vibrating cock ring made of a jelly like material which was inexpensive and smiled at my good fortune that they have started selling prostate massagers. I handed them to my boy and pointed him to the cash desk. He hesitated. I'm the only one who knows about his kinks and he knew there was no disguising what I would be using them for. To emphasise it I was going to the desk with him. I offered to let him off if he submitted to 10 cane strokes. So far I think the most he'd ever had was 5. Being the diligent boy that he is he confronted his embarrassment head on and completed the purchase. I wished the cashier had made at least one little comment to increase the torment, but sadly they were the epitome of discretion.

I'm sure he was thinking of our shopping trip as I opened the bag and got out the cock ring. Turning on the little vibrating bullet I ran it down his engorged cock and rather enjoyed his moaning and attempts to wriggle free. His cock twitched and strained until I stopped suddenly. It was nowhere near time for him to cum.

I busied myself in the bathroom fixing my makeup and refreshing my perfume for a short while. On returning his cock was much reduced in turgor but his eyes very much betraying his lust. As I changed from my day dress (a black linen sun dress with leopard print belt that nipped neatly in at the waist) into my black silk dressing gown on full view of him. I wanted him to see clearly that I was naked underneath and he couldn't even move a hand. Of course he had gone hard again, so fully erect that it pressed against his belly. Clear fluid dripping from the head and enticing writhing as soon as I touched the tip. I slipped the jelly ring over him so it sat at the base of his shaft. Waiting.

I unlocked his gag and removed it momentarily. I asked him how many days he had been locked for. It was a question he couldn't answer correctly as I was being unfair. He had been chaste for 29 days under lock up, but I last removed the cage 10 days prior to tease him at great length. He answered "29, Miss" and I smiled. I told him he was incorrect. The score was now 2.

I never tell him the punishment but he always knows the score. He knows not to argue as I have been known to double it if challenged. I was saving this up for later.

I unchained his legs and told him to stand. Stand still! I switched on the vibrating bullet and sat on the edge of the bed. He was struggling but managing not to move his feet. I knew vibration is never enough to make him cum but it will arouse him strongly. His hips kept trying to pull away but the bullet was firmly strapped to the base of his shaft.

Once he had wriggled enough for me, and sadly not given me excuse for another penalty, I turned the vibe off and removed the ring. "Thank you, Miss". He is always so good at remaining silent even when not gagged and I had almost forgotten that I hadn't replaced it.

It would have to stay out for what I planned next...

Dirty weekend part 2

Unfortunately the internet gods conspired to prevent my updating sooner. I was also much distracted.

We arrived at our hotel and I left bringing in the baggage to my boy whilst I arranged for the key to our suite. I insist on high quality hotels when going away expressly for pleasure and find suites much more versatile to my needs. In this case the room was large and bright with a seating area partitioned from the bedroom where a quite impressively large bed sat centre stage. The bathroom was almost as large as my own livingroom and had an oversized roll top bath and separate monsoon shower.

I didn't however immediately intend to use the room. My boy had spent the last 4 weeks in lockup and I wasn't about to relieve him on arrival! Instead, we went shopping. We walked to Selfridges and I browsed the departments and he dutifully made helpful suggestions and appraisal of the options. I rather fell in love with a nice pair of Gucci shoes and without a word of complaint he took care of the transaction. They are made of black rubber which is glossy and sleek and sit comfortably. They are peep toe and flat which is almost a summer essential for me. Being 5ft 10 means I dwarf others easily in heels and nice flat shoes are surprisingly hard to find.

He carried my bags for me and we stopped to eat lunch. Sushi. I can't get enough of sushi and would eat it all day if I could. It provided much amusement waiting for dishes to come past on the conveyor (if you've never been I suggest going to Yo! Sushi) and making my boy wait until I found one I liked before he could eat his. I had dragon roll, tekka nigiri and mixed maki along with a green tea. Ordering drinks allowed my boy to make his first mistake as he ordered himself an Asahi beer without first asking permission to have alcohol. One.

After lunch we stopped by a jewellery shop to try find a new chain for the Key to My Property. The existing chain is poor quality and leaves residues on my skin now that I'm wearing it more or less constantly. There are two keys. One simply on a chain I wear under clothing when I need it to be hidden. The other I had my boy cut to shape to fit inside a heart shaped leopard print locket I found in a charity shop. There are no spares. Just two keys that only I have access to. If I am wearing one the other is safely stored at home so that at no time can he access it without my consent.

He does really have a head but we like our privacy

After selecting a suitably long gold chain we walked back to the hotel. Relaxing on the sofa in the suite I had my boy strip and fetch his collar and cuffs. I clicked the padlocks into place on the fastenings. I prefer locked straps to emphasise my ownership and remove any thought of an easy release. I chained his cuffs to his collar to stop him making any attempts to touch himself but still leave his hands some freedom. Kneeling on the floor I ordered him to massage my feet which were tired from our trip. He dutifully responded and rubbed with enthusiasm taking care to pay attention to both equally. I lost track of how long he performed his task but he did it well.

Then I ordered him to fetch the desk chair and place it in front of the bed. Sitting him down I took his arms behind the chair and secured them with a length of chain, again padlocked to the D-rings of the cuffs. From the middle of this I attached two further chains which led to the ankle cuffs. I brought his legs round the outside of the chair legs then pulled taught underneath. When connected to the chain his toes just touched the floor. Taking a ball gag and locking it in place also completed the ensemble and I smiled at my now totally helpless boy.

I took The Key from my locket and unlocked his metal cage. It was a little tight getting it off as his cock strained to become fully erect. Once teased free he was instantly standing proud and already leaking clear pre-cum. A couple of gentle strokes had him moaning blissfully, but I had no intention to relieve him just yet.

What happened then? I'll continue in the next post.

Dirty weekend

It's my boy's birthday and we are on a bus travelling to our weekend of luxury, decadence and debauchery in celebration. Whilst some Royals are getting hitched we will be making our own entertainment.

Last night I had to sort out my kit for travelling. Normally I'd have my boy pack for me but his presents are amongst the restraints. The case weighs somewhere around 30kg due to packing about 10m of chain plus all the carabiners and rings, about 16 padlocks of varying sizes, 2 sets of handcuffs, leather wrist and ankle cuffs, collar, posture collar, arm binder, leg binder... And that's before packing the cane, strap-on, floggers and other toys. Of course I could pack lighter but it would be much less fun.

Our coach has just pulled in for the last stop before we arrive. My boy is certainly getting nervous and excited all at once. He's had roughly 30 days of enforced chastity and is amusingly easy to torment. His steel cage is proving to be effective, comfortable and aesthetically pleasing. It's not his birthday until tomorrow and even then there's no guarantee he'll get to climax. He's got to earn it first and there will be plenty more tease and denial before then!

So, I better get ready for disembarking soon. I am sure I will write more later when my boy is a little tied up.

Male Management Systems

The DreamLover Laboratories are an amusing enterprise who have created the DreamLover 2000 Male Management system "a radio-controlled, electric pulse chastity device add-on featuring an on-board Male Management Unit (MMU) and specifically designed and fine-tuned to maximize your male's output and reduce training time required to obtain ongoing compliance."


For a very amusing Infomercial click here


So what is it? It's an add on for chastity devices that emits electrical pulses in a variety of manners to keep your man in line. It can be controlled by remote, via the computer and they even mention an iPhone app. 


Why am I not rushing out to buy one? It's about £870 and only guaranteed to be compatible with the CB range. Firstly I dislike paying that amount of money for anything that doesn't have a reputation for good quality, and secondly we've already broken a CB due to their design limitations.


It is however a rather amusing idea that I am sure will play directly into one helluva lot of guy's fantasies.

Day 20

So my boy has been locked in his chastity device for around 20 days now. I don't count because firstly that's his job and secondly I'll let him out when I feel like it. As per a previous post we got this device custom made for him via a company based on China - Spices for Love. Now, flicking through their site there are a lot of photos from other companies and also badly photoshopped efforts, but in the section marked custom metal devices we found what we needed.

My boy is too big for most standard chastity cages. We broke the largest CB due to simple pressure from half suppressed erections and he just ended up irritated at all the ways it didn't work. Constantly filling the space meant it couldn't be cleaned properly and if I was anywhere near it would not go on at all. So off I sent him to do some research into custom pieces.

As you can it's very similar in design to a few metal devices done by other companies. The hinged ring was important for us as any ring he can slip over can be slipped back off with relative ease when locked. I don't plan on piercing him so this was my way of ensuring he isn't getting out. We got the measurements so the cage was just big enough to go on with ease and have space for some expansion for frustration purposes. The seller was helpful, payment could be made via PayPal and so avoid giving out card details and our total spend was dramatically less than from other sites.

We have had it 6 months now and in reasonably frequent use. There are no problems with quality, finish, durability or function. It is doing exactly what it's meant to do. I can get it on and off him without having to wait around and it's secure. The weight is a good reminder of who he belongs to and it does fit discreetly under clothing. He plays sports with it on too.

I am glad we took a chance on Spices For Love. It has worked out nicely.

Going metal

Ours is a little smaller than this....

Well, our CB6000 is broken. My boy rolled over in bed and it split right down the seam and trapped his skin as it tried to snap back together. He's managed to patch it back together but we are not happy to keep using it on a long term basis and so we're making the move over to a metal device.

The one in the picture is meant as a joke (although I may use it as a threat if he doesn't behave) but metal has the advantage of being more secure and easier to clean. With that comes a pricetag however which ranges from £100 - £600 for the ones we've been looking at. We've gone with a Chinese manufacturer for now with whom my boy has been conversing to get the right sizes (he's much bigger than many mass produced items allow for) and if it all works out well I shall post the exact details and any issues that we come up against.

It does however mean that currently he is free range, and has already been cheating and entertaining himself. This shall have to be remedied....

The Pleasure Principle

 So last night I had my eager boy serve my dinner, pour my bath, bring me wine and chocolates and then lay out the equipment require for his subsequent bondage. He always looks rather sexy in his collar and cuffs which are suitably masculine in proportion and sturdy enough to ensure no escape. He does like a little bit of a struggle after all. I had not yet introduced him to the cane, and ample opportunity arose when he forgot to fetch all the padlocks that were required to secure him. We're both rather fans of security and in all it took 5 keyed-alike padlocks to secure the collar and cuffs, plus a further 4 identical locks to secure his chains. I decided it was best to keep him on his knees where he belongs and modified a hogtie to allow him movement enough to position himself but not able to stand. With his chastity device removed I do admit I had rather a lot of fun teasing him almost to the point of climax several times, just to watch him squirm.

And those who like the details: I chose a classic ensemble for the evening with my black silk neglige, satin corset and leopard print (of course!) stiletto heels. I would normally favour stockings, but having just emerged from my bath I did not want to ruin any of my more delicate silk affairs.

The further details of the evening will remain mostly the domain of myself and my boy. Needless to say I made him work hard on my pleasures before getting any of his own. Ultimately he was unable to resist temptation and climaxed against my express orders not to and has earned himself a nice half dozen stripes to his rear. We've certainly ascertained that is something he will be keen to avoid again in the future! The cane is not for play, only punishment.

Needless to say he is now back under lock and key in his chastity device and has earned himself at least a doubling of his previous imprisonment. It is of more than a little amusement that he smiled about it.

Making plans

Artist: Bill Ward
www.womenofward.net 

Tomorrow I have a day off work whilst my boy will be busy away from home. I have been giving some thought to spending some "quality time" with him when he gets backand how best to make use of him. I'm not exactly your typical Mistress type and I do fully plan to make him a nice dinner. As much as he is wonderful in many other ways, the kitchen is not his strongest suit. The rest of the evening, however, I will be keeping him busy.

I am rather fond of the little luxuries in life. Nice wine, chocolates, hot baths... I see no reason why I can't have them served and poured for me! I am usually rather spoiled in that my boy has always naturally done these things for me without even being asked, but given his current chastened state I am sure he will be extra keen to ensure that I am satisfied. If he is particularly lucky I may even decide I'd like a little company in the bath and all the possible teasing that could entail.

I know my boy likes to be restrained. I knew that even before we started dating. It has been quite some time since I had him properly bound however and I plan to remedy that. I can't have him thinking I'm some kind of pushover! We have what sometimes feels like a limitless supply of padlocks and chains which have a quite satisfying heaviness to them and the feeling of absolute security once the lock clicks. Deciding exactly how to have him bound is something I may end up deliberating on right up until the last moment. I would like good access to tease him, but also have him positioned correctly to pleasure me without all that tedious unlocking. It may also be time to introduce him properly to discipline now that I have my exquisitely made cane and floggers from http://www.jacksfloggers.com/ which I certainly recommend checking out. I have custom turned wooden handles in the most gorgeous of woods which feel much classier than some of the mass produced nonsense on sale out there.

Alas, it is time to go for now. I shall be thinking in more detail about how best to torment my boy and most likely report back afterwards

Becoming a keyholder

Key holder by J-me
www.j-me.co.uk/

After being away for a few days at a conference during a low ebb in both my own and my boy's sexual activity I was met dutifully at the train station to be escorted on the last part of the journey home. Whilst on the train my boy produced a certain certain locket of mine (leopard print of course!) which normally had nothing inside of it. I opened it to find it now contained a neatly shaped key nestled under black leather padding. I instantly recognised it as one of our keys for a single padlock which we had been using with the chastity device and did indeed give a smile. One glance to my boy confirmed that he was already wearing his little prison which could just about be made out in the fold of his trousers. Some Dominant females would not be too happy with a submissive calling the shots quite like this, but I found it a very sincere statement of affection. I had been wondering how to reintroduce chastity to our play, but there had been a period of time where neither of us appeared to feel that driven. He was certainly letting me know that he was ready now!

Like I have said before, I am not a natural to male chastity. It's a slightly alien concept which may take some time to get straight in my own head, but from my general understanding it's a deep form of submission that also frustrates the hell out of the sub! Having not expected to be suddenly handed a key I had no plan and was also to be spending most of the following evenings away from home. Indeed I am writing this whilst my darling boy is alone at home busily getting about his work, trying not to get too frustrated. It's almost been a week since he was allowed to climax and he's already showing signs of strain. It has been particularly amusing to tease him in the short times I have been home and watch him flinch as his body tries to achieve an erection but is quickly constrained by the surrounding cage.

What I do need to start considering now is "what's in it for me?". The submissive desire is to serve and to pleasure the Dominant, but if she can't give a good idea of what it is she'd like, then how's he going to perform! I shall think about this and write later.

On male chastity

If you had asked me a few years ago what I thought about male chastity I would have had little to say on the topic. It seemed alien to me and something that I very much doubted I would ever have any involvement with. All I knew about it was some men liked to be told when they could have sexual gratification and that it appeared in general to be the territory of pro-Dommes or the stuff of fantasy. I didn't know anyone who practised it, or at least I had no knowledge of it, and all I knew of it was a few forum posts on kink sites from men desperately seeking a keyholding partner.

Then along came my boy. In our discussion about what things he'd like to try the topic of chastity came up and I was  at a bit of loss as to how to best deal with it. Of course I understood the general principles and how it would be attractive to a submissive, but what benefits were there in it for the other partner? Having never had a male sub before I hadn't come across this before and found that putting myself in his shoes I just couldn't understand the attraction. Being a female of relatively low sex drive compared to the average man I saw the prospect of being denied sex for a length of time being a little tedious and pointless, but in the name of experimentation I did agree to giving it a try.

We started simply. in the beginning of our relationship we were not living together and would often only see each other once or twice a week, so between these times it was agreed that my boy was not allowed to masturbate or otherwise seek to gain sexual gratification when I was not present. He did his best of course, but often on meeting up again I would hear confessions of moments of weakness and self gratification which made the whole exercise feel a little pointless. He was not doing it to try and prompt me into some kind of punishment (in general I did not issue any) and he himself felt that it just wasn't working out how he had imagined. The experiment lapsed and the topic of chastity did not appear again for some months.

At Christmas time we agreed to get each other a kink present as well as a normal one. I did some reading and research and decided we should give chastity another go, and so purchased a CB6000 for him. For the uninitiated this is a plastic cage device that slips over the penis and is secured by a ring behind the testes with the whole unit being locked into place with a padlock. Once on it is impossible to achieve an erection, nor is it possible for the wearer to remove it without the key. Given that we hadn't discussed this beforehand he was rather surprised at his gift that year and was very keen to try it out. Our first experiment was over New Year.

We only lasted a few days. Teething troubles with the cage meant I was not happy for it to continue. Now, most men would be glad to say this, but the cage was a little too small to go on comfortably. If I was present at all it created too much excitement to get it on at all. Instead I had to send my boy away to assemble it himself and return to me with the key. Of course, it isn't supposed to be comfortable all the time, but it seemed to pinch and sit awkwardly most of the day. It did carry out its primary purpose of preventing any erection and once on was not going to come off in a hurry! When trying to remove the cage it needed a good stiff pull to get it free and where the slits in the cage were to let air circulate there had been scratches to the skin which I was most unhappy with. Fortunately my resourceful boy spent some time filing pieces here and there to get a better fit and stop the pinching and improved on the design a little. He's wonderfully helpful in his own torment! Unfortunately though it was some time before we next used it properly, which I shall go into in more detail next time.