DOMMES - TEASE DENY 4
From Gamble S:
Dear Mistress Elise, This is what happened to me. I had always been interested in being dominated by a woman. I met Tina at a local rock and roll party. She apparently didn't know anything about a D/s relationship. I really liked her and continued to go out with her. After a long courtship we got married. For the first 15 years of our marriage the sex was great. I was a little over 40 and Tina was 38.
The old yen to be dominated arose in me, I told Tina of my submissive desires and asked her to tie me up. She thought I was nuts and refused to have anything to do with it. For the next year or so I was content to look at fem dom sites and sites dealing with male chastity such as altair boy and lock me up, I dreamed of having Tina lock my genitals up and force me to remain chaste and in her control. I figured that none of this would happen.
One day, about 2 years after I had asked Tina about bondage, out of the blue, she asked me if I still wanted her to tie me up. I was overjoyed. Of course I said, "YES." Tina told me if I was going to be bound I may as well be naked. I quickly stripped and Tina brought out several lengths of rope, Soon Tina had me helplessly hog tied. I figured I would be able to easily escape since Tina had not had any experience with bondage. As if reading my mind, Tina stepped back and told me, " There I have you helpless."
Tina then explained that I either had to escape from her bondage or remain there until morning. As it was now about 10, morning was a good 10 hours away. I figured I would be out long before then. How wrong I was. The first few hours were fun. Then my bondage began to hurt. No matter how much I struggled I could not even loosen one knot.
In the morning, Tina released me and as soon as I could get the kinks out of my body and use the bathroom, we had the most marvelous sex we had ever experienced. Tina then told me she would tie me up whenever I asked her, but I would not get loose for at least 8 hours.
Our bondage developed into a pattern of about one session every 4 or 5 weeks. Tina ways of tying me seemed to be endless. I was never tied in the same position twice and the next one was m ore uncomfortable to endure than the previous one,
One day Tina bound me spread eagle on the bed. Then she brought in a box and busied herself with opening it. She brought out what I first thought was a metal jock strap. She proceeded to fix a really tight tube over my penis, insert the tube into the cup part of the belt and locked it in place on my body. Tina then stood back and told me she had seen the chastity sites I had visited on the computer. She informed me that I was now locked in one of Access Denied's best belts and she would decide when I would have relief.
Tina then handed me a contract and told me I had two choices either I could sign the contract and wear the belt or she would divorce me. Tina told me I had one hour to make up my mind.
Before I continue you need to know that both Tina and I had high paying jobs and that we had been very frugal over the years. We were very well off. I read the contract and in essence it said I would be Tina's total slave in every way, quit my job do all house work and only be released from the chastity belt when I earned it. I would sign a power of attorney giving Tina everything. While I was wearing the belt, Tina would be free to take another woman as her lover if she wished.
Well what choice did I have. I had wanted this and now I had it. I signed. In a few days Tina took care of the legal matters. I now owned nothing and had agreed to be Tina's chastised slave.
The first year Tina at first allowed me relief about once a month. Then my periods of relief became farther and farther apart. It became every 2 months and then every 3 months. Of course I had to provide Tina with all the oral sex she wished and service her with a strap on dildo that fit in the chastity belt.
I asked Tina about being able to get out of the belt more frequently. She told me that she enjoyed the power it gave her over me and that longer I remained without relief the bigger charge she got out of it.
After about a year and half Tina had me hog tied on the floor beside the bed. Then I heard voices. Tina told me now say hello to Susan. Susan and I are going to be lovers. You will service both of us. You can assume that when Susan gives you an order it will be the same as m e giving you one. I work days and Susan works nights so you will be serving one of us all the time.
In addition Susan says if your prostate is milked you don't need to ever have a climax. We think that would be a real turn on for us. From now on boy no sex. About every 9 weeks they milk my prostate. While they do that they electroshock my thighs with intense pain and I feel nothing. I hate having to go without sex, but at the same time I love it. I would not be happy without being the chastised slave of two beautiful women.
From Megan H:
Hi Elise, My name is Megan I am writing this letter to thank you, your site has changed my life forever and for the better, much better than I could of ever hoped for or imagined. Thanks to you and your web site, you turned an ordinary housewife into a dominant and controlling wife and I am loving every minute of it.
I will explain. I am married to a very successful man. He is quite a bit older than me. He is good to me but he limited the amount of money I was allowed to spend on myself. He treated me like a child and said I was getting plenty to spend but I felt that the amount of per week spending money was not enough. One day I was on my husband's computer and found your site in his favorites. I started to read some of your stories there and I became very interested in what I was reading. In fact, I was getting very excited especially the letters on cuckolding and male chastity. Having that kind of control over a man was actually getting me wet between my legs. The more I read, the more I liked.
As I continued reading your site, I found that some women who had written you had found that the longer the male was kept in chastity, the more he was willing to do what ever the woman wanted. That thought really sent me over the edge. I saw that most of the women on your site used a male chastity device called the CB2000. I went on the web and found this device. When I first saw it on the Internet, I saw exactly why the women that use it like it so much. There is no way the male can get an erection let alone have an orgasm in this little cage. When I saw it could be locked up, well let me put it to you this way, I had to have one.
Since I found your site on my husbands computer, that was the fuel I was going to use when I brought it up to him. I also made up my mind that I WAS NOT going to be sweet, timid and nice about it. I was going to act like a real bitch and act upset. When he arrived home from work, I was waiting for him. As soon as he walked in I went up to him and told him to follow me. I went right to his computer and brought up your web site and showed him that picture of the naked man on all fours with the woman putting her knee on his back while pulling on his reins. I said in a very aggressive voice, "I found this in your favorites, is this why you spend so much time on your computer and not with me?"
Elise, he did not know what to say. I told him that I was reading the stories and I liked them very much, as a matter a fact so much, that things were going to start changing around here. I told him that I particularly liked the letters on male chastity. He was just standing there, not saying a word. I told him that I ordered a CB 2000 chastity device and once it arrived, he was going to start wearing it immediately. I said, "do you understand me?"
He just shook his head yes, not saying a word. I said from now on you say "Yes Mistress, do you understand?" Again, he just shook his head. I was overcome with power so I slapped him across the face and reiterated, "I said you will say Yes Mistress, do you understand?" He finally caught on and said yes mistress.
I had to wait for 12 days for the CB2000 to arrive. When it did, I could hardly wait for my husband to come home so I could put it on him and lock it up. When he did arrive home, I had him strip like he has been doing each night when he arrived in my presence. I produced the CB2000 and I placed it on him. It was very difficult to get it on him the first time and he bitched and moaned that I was pinching his flesh. What a wimp he is. I persevered and when I locked the little pad lock, it was like music to my ears. Even if my husband was masturbating, there was no chance of that happening now with the CB2000 firmly in place.
I really liked the way it looked on him too, I bought the hot pink one, it was $10.00 more but worth every penny. Besides he looked so pretty in it. Now all I had to do was wait and allow nature to take its course. Each day, he became more attentive towards me, which I really liked. I know that you are suppose to ease a man into chastity but I did not have the patience for this. After ten days with the CB2000 locked on, I told him I wanted to start getting a much larger allowance per week. As a matter of fact, I told him that I wanted to control the finances and put him on an allowance. He denied my request at first, telling me that I was not good with money. I did not allow him to bully me this time. I knew he was horny as hell so I ordered him to lie on his back and I removed my pants and panties and I sat my ass on his face. I had read on your site that this is another way to make a man become submissive and agreeable.
I told him I wanted him to French kiss my anus, which is something he would never had done before but he went right at it and started to lick and slurp on my ass hole. I could not get over how pleasurable this was. I was in heaven. I asked him again if he objected to me taking over all the finances. He finally struggled free of my ass to confess to me that he would gladly surrender everything over to me. Can you believe that he is that weak? I could not get over how much power I had over him in this short amount of time.
My husband fought me at times as I was slowly transferring all the accounts and credit cards in my name. But all I would have to do is promise him an orgasm or allow him to eat my pussy or tongue my ass if he yielded to my demands. He would always agree to my demands. Now I have control of everything, he is the one on an allowance, he is use to the CB2000 and wears it all the time and he must orally service me as often as I like.
Again Elise, I can't thank you enough. You are the main reason I am as happy as I am today.
From Mike N:
Dear Ms Sutton, I would love to hear your thoughts and suggestions on my situation.
I have always had submissive tendencies dating back to high school. Although I have a small penis (2 inches soft and 5.5 inches hard)... I am 6 foot tall, athletic, intelligent, and good-looking... therefore I always had my pick of females. Most of my relationships in and after college were sexually vanilla. I fulfilled my submissive tendencies with frequent visits to professional Dominas.
Ten years ago, I got married to Heather. She was 22 and 10 years younger than me. She had an inexperienced nice petite little body with firm breasts and a knock out face. I has head over heals in love. We moved to the suburbs where I built a nice business and made good money. Our first years of marriage were pretty standard fair with three beautiful kids that followed. My wife exhibited absolutely no dominant tendencies. I had given up the Dominatrix visits and satisfied my secret submissive desires with Internet surfing and frequent masturbation sessions.
While I worked longer and longer hours, my wife took to the good life. I gave her numerous gifts and a relatively unlimited expense account. We had a housekeeper and a "live-in-nanny" taking care of the kids. Heather had plenty of free time. She spent most of time shopping and at the health club.
When she hit thirty, Heather was looking better than ever. The intense workouts had yielded a tight, perfect, powerful body. She had taken to wearing more revealing clothes and minimal underwear. Guys would often tell me how sexy she was. She could have almost any guy she wanted and we both knew it. She loved to brag to me in specific detail about which guys would complement her or how they would hit on her. She was spending more and more time at the gym and getting hotter and sexier by the day. I noticed that she developed a "close friendship" with her personal trainer. I have never met him.
I could feel us drifting apart. As our sex life trickled towards a monotonous bimonthly exercise, I began spending more and more time online surfing the female domination web sites. I would masturbate at least once a day. I felt my marriage slipping away as I contemplated visiting a Pro Dom again. The turning point came when I stumbled across your web site. I read with interest the stories of female supremacy, humiliation, cuckolding, and chastity. I learned a lot, especially about myself.
One day I decided that I wouldn't allow myself to cum unless I was making love with my wife. I had become weak and I had to learn about what it means to have self control. I continued to surf and play with myself, but no orgasm was allowed. At the very beginning, I did, on a rare occasion, have moments of weakness and accidentally bring myself to orgasm, but quickly I learned absolute control over my innate desires.
It didn't take long for me to realize the power of this undertaking. I looked at my wife totally differently. She became even more beautiful in my eyes. She was like a Goddess. We immediately stopped fighting. I was in no position to argue with her. My sole goal was to keep her happy. I knew that if she wasn't happy, I wasn't gonna get any sexual gratification. I began bringing home flowers again and was constantly telling he how much I loved her.
Heather quickly noticed the difference in my attitude and wanted to know what was going on. I told her the truth, that I felt I was spending to much time masturbating and that she was now in control of my orgasms. She just smiled, somewhat surprised (I think) and replied "good". At first I do not think she realized the power that I had bestowed upon her. Over the next few months we had some discussions about our new arrangement. She asked me if I was serious and I replied affirmatively. Heather made me promise that I would immediately inform her if I was weak and brought myself to orgasm. She also made me promise that I wouldn't become a nuisance if I was horny and that I was never ever to push her for sex. She would give me signals if she was horny and ready to play.
She also wanted me to understand that outward appearances were not to change. She liked that everyone viewed us as the "perfect couple". (I believed she didn't want anyone to think she had a wimpy husband.) She also stressed that she would not agree to restrict her own orgasms. She admitted for the first time that she liked to use a vibrator when I was out late at the office. She wanted me to understand that "she was not the one with the problem".
Over the last year we have grown closer than ever. We never actually talk about our situation, we just accept it. Outwardly things seem normal. When my wife permits it, the sex is better than ever. She actually seems to really enjoy teasing me, although never in a cold or cruel fashion. Often she will squeeze my balls or gently stroke my cock before I go to work. "That is enough for you" is now her favorite saying. She will often tell me not to wear underwear under my suit when I go to work and that I should "think about her all day in preparation for the evening's activities". Often she will have changed her mind by the time I get home and never mention making love or any other "activity".
I have been allowed release no more than once a week, but she has made me wait as long as a month. During these long stretches she continues to tease me. She always walks around the house in sexy outfits adding to my silent torture. I fight to keep from masturbating and have perfected the art of self control. I know that if I allow myself to cum, it will undermine the whole basis of our relationship. Heather never seems concerned about my growing frustration and never actually speaks about it. I know I am never to complain or risk ruining our sexual Renaissance.
Obviously, the way in which we make love has changed. We have "normal" sex no more than once every two months and it seems to be getting less and less frequent. Nowadays, we begin with the usual kissing, hugging, and caressing. I than know I am expected to go down on her with my mouth and it is often suggested that I utilize her 8 inch vibrator. She never goes down on me anymore and rarely strokes my cock. Next to the her large vibrator, my manhood looks minuscule and I suspect that my small penis alone is no longer enough to satisfy her.
While licking her clit, I will slide the vibrator in and out of her until she cums. She always orgasms first and never with me inside of her. On most occasions, she will than place me on my back as she crawls on top of me. In the past she would ride me violently until I exploded with a quick ejaculation. Lately, she seems to enjoy sliding me deep inside her while she squeezes my balls. She doesn't move her pelvis but rather just sits there and whispers in my ear that she wants me "to cum now". I almost always comply immediately. On two occasions I was not able to cum on command and Heather just slid off me and went to sleep. The morning after the second failure, Heather told me that she was "disappointed in my performance" and that "I had wasted a great opportunity".
Some times when I come home late, Heather will be in bed in lingerie or naked, sleeping on her stomach. By now I know this is my signal. Without speaking I strip naked and I begin a slow sensual massage. After about an hour I center my attention on her tight ass. At first I begin with gentle kisses, but quickly I find myself orally worshiping her rear end. She will usually begin too moan deeply and than become wet. I will rub her clit and finger her womanhood as my tongue darts in and out of her sweet little hole. She will than pull her knees in and raise her butt high in the air. My face is buried in her crack as shutters to an orgasm.
Without ever saying a word to me she quickly falls back to sleep. She never touches my cock or offers me any attention. Despite this, I feel very lucky and privileged to worship her in this way. This is becoming a more regular activity and now greatly outnumbers our more traditional sexual exploits. Most of the time, we just go on with our lives. To the world we have a normal relationship. She never acts like a bitch, but my role is subtly understood. I believe we are happier than ever.
I do not know if she is being sexually satisfied by her trainer. She may very well be. I once tried to bring it up and she immediately dismissed the conversation. Honestly Ms Sutton, it doesn't matter to me. Strangely, a part of me hopes she is having an affair. I know that he could never support her financially and she shows absolutely no signs that she is unhappy with our present arrangement. The thought that I might actually be her cuckold really stimulates my submissive desires.
My questions are....Where do we go from here? Do you think our situation is healthy? Do we really need to change anything? I am quite happy and she seems happy too. She is not the dominatrix type and I am sometimes afraid that she will run away if I expose the true extent of the "wimp husband" side of me.
I hope this 100% true letter, detailing my life, excites your readers as much as it excited me to write it. I look forward to your feedback.
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