It’s a new record for us! James was denied
since August 17 and yesterday was exactly 70 days. And what a day it was. Hubby
was primed after a day of walking around the leather flea market with me and my
dominant girlfriend, Ginger, seeing all the kinky clothing and toys. The sights
and smells added to his arousal and anticipation.
I bought a few small items, nothing fancy or
expensive, although I have a nice collection of business cards with websites to
order things in the future. I also picked up the book “At her feet”, which I’m
looking forward to reading.
The four of us did dinner at Gordon Biersch
in Rockville and then we headed to Ginger’s house. I didn’t bring a fetish outfit
although I wore leather pants all day (I knew that would add to hubby’s
excitement) with an orange and black sweater to give me a Halloween/Autumn
look.
Once we got back to her place, Ginger had her
hubby change into his maid’s outfit. He waited on us, fetching us drinks.
Ginger had a glass of white wine. I had a beer at Gordon Biersch so I just had
ice water at Ginger’s.
After we socialized a little, Ginger decided
to give James a real thrill. She changed into her custom-made leather catsuit.
I was there the day she was measured for it when we were in Vegas last June but
yesterday was the first I saw her in it. Wow, did she look hot! The catsuit is
black with red laces on the sides from her ankle to her underarms, and more
laces on the arms. She wore a pair of red high heel shoes to complete the
outfit. James’ tongue was practically hanging out of his mouth. Ginger sat back
down on the couch and had her hubby kneel with his head to the floor so she
could use him as her footstool.
It was now time for the fun to begin. I
grabbed my purse and produced the key to James’ CB6000. I had him undress and
then I unlocked his chastity device. Surprisingly his erection was soft, which
told me he was embarrassed and nervous being naked in front of Ginger. But once
I caressed his skin with my hand and told him to stare at Ginger in her sexy
catsuit, his erection sprang to attention.
I did a little verbal teasing, asking him how
long it had been since he last climaxed. Then we began to tease both husbands about being cuckolds. About this time I reached into my purse again
and pulled out a dildo and a small tube of KY Jelly. I lubed up the dildo and I
slowly inserted it into James’ anus. I then told him that I wanted him to ‘cum’
for me without any stimulation to his cock. I teased that he wasn’t worthy to
have me touch his genitals.
I began to fuck him, holding the dildo in my
hand, sliding it in and out. James was completely humiliated and totally
embarrassed. Ginger added to his humiliation, making all kinds of comments,
saying naughty things such as “You heard her, Bitch, cum for us!” and “Show us
what a slut you are!”
James was dripping pre-cum so Ginger fetched
a condom and put it on him. James got really excited as she touched his cock
briefly by rolling the condom over it. He was on the edge but struggled to orgasm
with no physical touching of his penis. Ginger twisted his nipples as I
continued to hand fuck him with the dildo. I admonished him, “Come on James, DO
IT, my arm is getting tired. DO IT else I’m putting you back in chastity.”
Ginger chimed in, “You heard your Mistress.DO
IT BITCH!”
And with that James’ body convulsed and he shot
his load into the condom.
“Good boy!” I commented as I withdrew the
dildo.
Ginger held up a small plastic garbage can
and James had to roll off the condom and expose of it in the trash. Ginger drove
the point home by saying, “That’s what your wife thinks of your orgasms, Bitch.
They belong in the garbage along with other unnecessary and useless things”.
Ginger likes to call her hubby her Bitch, so
she uses that word a lot. James seemed to respond to being called ‘Bitch’ so
perhaps I’ll start calling him that when I dominate him.
After he dropped the condom into the garbage,
James then knelt down and became my footstool as Ginger and I chatted a little
more, totally ignoring our husbands. We stayed until around 10:00 before finally
heading home. Although he was embarrassed and humiliated I think James had a
great time and was most appreciative of my efforts to make his orgasm special.
This morning, I allowed him to masturbate
once more, kneeling in front of me, climaxing into a hand towel. I wanted to
make sure he was totally cleaned out before locking him back in chastity. Our
next denial goal is 11 weeks. That means hubby will be denied until January 3.
Maybe I’ll make it New Year’s Day. That would be 10 weeks and 5 days, which
would be a new record for us.
Now comes the hard part. James experiences a
letdown that lasts for days after he is allowed an orgasm. He has a lot of leafs
to rake today. As long as he tends to his chores I’ll give him his space as his
sexual batteries begin the process of recharging.
I’d still like to find a Halloween party on
Thursday night. I’d love to wear my custom made leather pants and leather Sgt.
Pepper’s jacket.
It’s the one night each year I can wear fetish
clothing locally and people not think anything of it. Maybe my girlfriend,
Amanda, will go with me. I think I’ll leave hubby home alone.
