Exercising Power and Control with Denial

Back at FLM with come back last week.

My knight has been locked since Wednesday.

I decided to go to our first AIS (Adventures in Sexuality) outing Friday, and then I did some dancing afterwards--one of my favorite things to do. The men really like to watch how I move my body on the dance floor, and my hubby gets very aroused by them watching and sometimes grinding on me. Needless to say, by the time we got back to the bedroom, we were both horny as hell.            

The weekend consisted of routine pussy worshiping Friday (with great fisting since I was soaked and horny as well and he was pretty useless locked up), Saturday, and Sunday. We ended our weekend with a great femdom session Sunday which included the following acts:

• Foot worshiping and massage as I set in the bedroom sitting chair in my snap crotch, red teddy spread eagle to tease him while he rubbed my feet. 
• Pussy service by mouth, dildo, and vibrators while in the chair and he on the floor on his knees.
• Canning session with punishment for insubordinate behavior (he completed the act as ordered but had a bad attitude about it). As I lashed his ass, I reminded him who was in charge and what I expected.
• Pegging followed by deep, powerful ass fucking with strapless dildo, where he called out several times and I reminded him I was in charge.
• Humiliation about his tiny cock and how we can't satisfy me with it alone.
• More pussy service by sitting on face for more oral service
• Allowing him entrance in my wet, creamy pussy but still in his cage only for me to have one last orgasm.

Will he be offered release next weekend? That is the plan if he is good this week. We shall see. For now I have some rules to be followed that fit into five categories:

• Showing Respect
• active listening
• praise me, both in private and public
• never sass back
• exercise gratitude and apologize when needed
• anticipate wishes, desires, and needs and do them before asked
• Performing Service
• housework when requested
• pick up his messes
• plan and make healthy meals when time allows
• offer massage and foot rubs when I am stressed
• dedicate love making to my pleasures
• Romancing me
• never miss an opportunity to show affection
•  create intimate occasions
• seek out ways to demonstrate love, submissiveness 
• Gifting me
• nice gifts on special occasions
• gifts for no reason
• Creating quality time
• realizing I always have the right to change my mind
• making time for me whenever requested 
• join wife's hobbies and likes when requested

First Milking Session

Just getting back to a little D/s, I decided before I put my knight into long-term lockup, I would allow him release by milking. Of course, he did not know this; I only commanded that he clean his ass prior to coming to bed. Our night started with him servicing my pussy and ass with his tongue until I came. Once I did, I inserted my strapless (strap-on) cock and had him service it while I used my vibrator to cum again. As he took the cock deep into his throat, the ball inside of me mixed with the vibrations gave me an intense and long orgasm.

I praised his work and told him to get on all fours, naked and with his head down, worshiping and praising me, his queen. With his ass in the air, I asked him questions (who's your queen, who has the better cock, who is in control and charge). As he answered, I reaffirmed and canned his ass each time. I also told him that he was not to be lazy and do his chores. He did not know what was coming next.

I lubed his ass and smacked around his dick and balls. I inserting my finger in his ass, starting to milk his prostate with some occasional stroking of his cock. The training continued, lecturing him on his duties and how lucky he was. Also telling him how pathetic his cock is and how I deserve more. Within a matter of minutes, he comes all over the sheets, wanting desperately to lay down and relax after his release. With the cane still at my side, I order him to clean up his mess, every drop of it. Only after the bed is prepared for sleep could he enter and hold me before we went to sleep.

I am really enjoying the control. Most days I am excited about so much, I come home all creamy. I never want to put an excited, wet pussy to waste.

Modifications and New Year

The last few months have been less intense. Our lives with work and the children make it sometimes difficult to embed as much of the FLM lifestyle as my sub hub and I like and enjoy. I get tired and busy, so I don't enforce the rules so much and he gets lax and grows moody. We decided, however, to start a weekend ritual of punishment sessions to keep him in line more--by me keeping him more accountable. When it comes down to it, he is here to serve me and make my life easier.

Revision of Chores: The Golden Dozen

1. Wash, dry, fold, iron/steam most of the laundry;

2. Wash dishes daily;
3. Empty dishwasher daily;
4. Plan and prepare dinners (whenever possible based on family schedule), including doing the grocery shopping;
5. Tidy kitchen daily;
6. Make Queen's bed every morning;
7. Turn down Queen's bed (turn on mattress bad as conditions require) along with ice water with lemon at 7:30 p.m. sharp;
8. Provide Queen with a pedicure every weekend;
9. Have Queen's work outfit ironed/steamed and ready for her to wear each morning, including polished shoes and jewelry (assuming she picks out the night before);
10. Pack the children's lunches;
11. Change the Queen's bed sheets every weekend;
12. Perform additional chores/duties as assigned by Queen.

As it stands, our standard rules are:

1. Unless granted special permission from Queen, Knight shall not enter Queen's bed before her;         

2. Until Queen says otherwise (perhaps upon real substantive weight loss and fitness progress by Knight), Knight will stay within in eating allowance provided;
3. In addition to #2, Knight will provide Queen with a daily log/update of diet and exercise;
4. Knight shall provide Queen with an appropriate monthly tribute/gift;

5. Knight shall keep his cock, balls and pubic area hair free. Knight shall be permitted a minimum of 45 minutes out of his device every weekend for grooming and hygiene. This shall be under the supervision of Queen.
6. Knight shall put his work appointments and other obligations (along with the children's activities that he is aware of) on the family calendar as soon as possible;
7. Queen shall not be required to seek approval from Knight for activities she wishes to engage in She may choose to review the family calendar to look for scheduling conflicts, but she is free to do what she wishes, when she wishes, and in the manner that she wishes, without questions from Knight.8. Queen shall not be required to seek approval from Knight for the expenditure of funds. She may spend money to the extent and manner that she thinks is appropriate, without questions from Knight.
9. Treat Queen with the highest degree of respect at all times, even when Knight may not happy with what the situation.

10. Service queen, making her life as easy as possible. Do without her needing to ask. 

My knight will be expected to follow the above outlined lists. Punishment sessions happen weekly regardless of implementation as a reminder. Sessions will be more severe, however, if knight shows lax behavior or any signs of disrespect. Methods of dominance include some of the following: denial, chastity, ruined orgasms, milking, creampie/snowball consumption, ass fucking sissy panties, caning and spanking, humiliation, etc. Rewards will include release. A list of major rewards will be decided on in collaboration, including release in my pussy for special occasions. 

What to do...

So I just came off of my period, and I have been extremely horny. We were too busy for period sex. My hub who has been lax on his chores with a shoulder injury has been very active with work this weekend. I am not sure if this is to make sure there is lack of a punishment session and more of a reward session or what. However, I plan to make sure the kids are in bed early, so I can get the pussy worshiping and pampering I deserve, for it is LONG overdue. I think we will start with a nice pedicure, foot massage (I did do my long run this weekend), body rubdown, pussy service, cock teasing, a few Os for me, and I will see where the night takes us. He can't cum in my pussy until his birthday (a little more than a month away), but if he does well, I plan to give him release since my yard looks lovely, dinner will be prepared, and my laundry is slowly getting caught up. His hard work may pay off for him indeed.

All Locked Up!

Third time must be a charm! It took us a while, but I think the new Jailbird device finally fits. Poor little thing all locked up! This is going be a lot of fun (evil grin).

Going a Little Public

Went for our wax appointment a week ago--waxing our "private" play areas. This time I made my subhub wear his cage. I told him a couple days prior that I would not be letting him out for his appointment. He asked me several times throughout the last couple days if I really was going through with it.

I did.

I asked to speak to his tech prior. She had no clue about male chastity or what it meant to be locked up. She got quite the education. I let her know that is she was freaked out, that I would unlock him, but she seemed OK and was very open. It wasn't until she was talking to my hub during the appointment that she realized that I had control of the key. She also learned that I am in charge and make the decisions. I think her boyfriend might be in for a little treat!

Anyway, I love being smooth. I love to touch and rub my pussy and want him to do the same. I demanded a PIV O--my favorite way; it was a great O. I then got on him and teased for a while. While riding him, I told him how his tiny little cock was just swimming around in me and that I couldn't feel him and that I was thinking about other huge cocks satisfying me. Obviously this excited him too much; he came without permission. I could tell him was close.

I jumped off and grabbed his cock as it started to explode with his cum. I squeezed the top, not allowing the rest to exit. I made him clean himself and me (not digesting it this time). I did tell him that he is in for quite the punish session; however, I was too tired to deal with his release without permission. I had a great punishment session that weekend; that's another post! I will order him to have his version of his waxing debut by Monday morning.

Want to Tell

I am hitting my stride with last night's punishment session, and I have so much that I want to share. However, my subhub is behind on several entries--thus the reason for last night's session. Stay tuned for several updates!

Queen's Version: She Takes Control, Yet Gives Knight Many "Gifts"

The weekend was quite an experience. It started on the dance floor. I love to dance and men seem to love to watch (always skeptical if they should approach). The way I move my body on the floor is quite provocative and sensual. A few take their chance, and once others see that I am open to dancing, grinding, and even both taking and giving a feel here and there, others get the balls to try. From a young, heart-broken man there to get laid, to a group of male friends (trying to do the same), and great dancing freak of a man, an older cougar with smoken hot legs, and several others, I danced. Several of them coming back for more and more.

Three main frequent flyers discovered my hubby up on the second floor watching (while all locked up tight), and while first intimidated, they soon learned that I "had him by the balls," and that it excited him to watch. These guys ate that up, telling me they could be the man I needed, wanting to fuck me there that night. One even grinding deep and hard almost came twice (according to self report), but it is my nature to tease and not release. Truth be told, I felt more dicks that night than I have in my first 39 years. Yes this was through their jeans, but I could tell, first on my ass and pelvic areas how long and hard they were then to inspect with my hands--telling them they the were excited or a little too small for my taste. This went on for hours. While dancing sharing with them about my fresh Brazilian wax from earlier in the week or how my thong (from the grinding) was causing me to pulse in my jeans. All of this was a great treat for my husband. He loved to see me with those other men. I loved feeling wanted and desired by man to only shoot them down and return back to the bedroom with my husband.

However, the night was young. The hours of dancing and teasing was just a warm up for the night. I changed into my body (crotch-less) stocking and told my husband to undress. I stuck the my dirty (creamy and sweaty) thong panties into his mouth and used three different canes to strike his ass (asking him which hurt worst). During his cane punishment, I reminded him to keep his hand off my cock (it was not longer his), and to do his chores and service on time. I also reminded him that I was in charge and that I would only take another man if that is what I wanted.

Next, I inserted the strapless strap-on, ordering him to suck my dick, preparing him to discover what getting fucked in the ass feels like. I bent him over the bed and pillows, lubed up, and inserted my silicon cock swift and deep, and without preparation started pounding him hard and harder. Moans and yelps exited at first, but with continued pounding, he was close to cumming. I stopped and demanded pussy service.

After about a half hour of pussy worshiping and a couple of Os, I ordered him in me from behind (my favorite), but I reminded him not to cum. He had to pull out several times to gain his composure (to keep from cumming in my pussy--forbidden without permission and after I have had my share of Os). Once I was ready, I gave permission for release in me. Once done, I stood up on the bed, over his mouth and ordered for him to clean all his mess. Usually worthless after cumming, we stop there, but not this night. The excitement from the dance floor kept our spark. He worked me to more Os, he had the gift of yet another release. This morning, he was awarded his 3rd and final release for a very long time.

Queen's Update: Hot and Horny

This week has been very exciting for me. I can't seem to get sex (well not sex as much as orgasms and pleasure off of my mind). I want to masturbate and stick objects in my pussy. However, I have been on my cycle, so I haven't demanded my nightly pussy service or used any other stimulus other than my bullet. My husband's new jailbird came (again), and again, we had to send it back for ring resizing. His nuts are huge and very imbalanced, and it makes putting the ring on difficult, but the ring is too big and he can slide out, so it's no good. I loved seeing his cock in the metal cage verses the plastic though. This is a real turn on for me. I hope we get it to the right size and get it here. I want to try and make him go 21 days!

My husband loves the thought of me being out with other men, and loves to watch me dance and flirt. This past weekend, I went out with a younger friend to a college bar. I was worried about being the oldest one there. The experience, however, was great for both my husband and I. I decided to wear jeans and leave my anklet at home. I told my husband to go ahead and take the device off later and jack his cock, thinking of me on the dance floor (maybe off in the restroom with another--although this is fantasy talk. If you have read any  of my other posts, you know I don't and won't go there). I also told him that I wouldn't be able to take my phone it, so not to expect any messages and I didn't know when I would be home.

We got there too early, but a man in his 40s latched on; later my friend wanted to ditch him; his dancing embarrassed her. This we did. We spent the next hour dancing the floor. Soon she found someone for the night, so I was on my own. This is not a problem. I love to dance. While I would never say that I am good at it, men seem to love to watch (I like giving them a show), and I usually get approached to dance. I love to move my body to the music. I have nice curves and they are appreciated. I danced with men, woman, people that could be either, every color, every size, boys young enough to be my son and men a little older than I. Some polite asking if I grind, others taking me, so I could feel their long, hard cock pressed up against my ass or pelvic bones (some even tall enough that I could have been titty fucked--if my boobs were actually big enough. I have small breasts and love it. Big boobs are overrated). Anyway, I would dance a little and then I would tell them that I am not interested and not available and they moved on--sometimes coming back around. The dance floor was packed; to go anywhere meant rubbing up against people.

My favorite part of the night was with a man (30 by report) who asked why my husband wasn't there if I was married (my wedding ring is in the shop being fixed--go figure). I told someone for the first time in person about him being locked up. Saying it online is one thing. Saying it out in public was exciting. He didn't understand, so I elaborated on why, how, and that I was in charge of his cock and his release. I also talked about one of our punishment sessions. This guy was very aroused, calling me a dirty, sexy bitch (and I loved it). He then started to share every kinky fantasy he has ever had each time telling me that he had never shared them with anyone; because it was so loud, he had his lips pressed up against my ear. This went on for about 30-40 minutes, then I left as I was bored and returned to the dance floor.

My most comical part of the night was when a 21 year old wanted to keep dancing with me when I told him to go and find someone his age. He argued. I told him that I was old enough to be his mother, but this excited him more. Go figure!

As I got home, my hubby seemed to wake up right away wanting to know the stories and what happened--of course using basics from the night and adding fiction to arouse him. I always call nights out like this "digging for research." The problem is that he already jacked it and came earlier and the cream I make him wear so he doesn't come in seconds had him too numb to feel anything. I was able to get three Os. We don't regularly have period sex, but on occasion I order it. I even gave him permission to enter my ass, but he just couldn't get hard enough. Sigh

Yet, this week we have had a lot of sex chats and IMs, and I can't stop thinking about all the attention. I have been horny. I have teased him a great deal and not allowed release. I love to suck his cock and not let him touch it all night. AND to top it off, my new cane arrived today. I just used two little love taps to test, and I think it will be a good vice for keeping him in line. I love to start exercising some of the domme actions in public. We have an exciting weekend planned and I hope it turns out better than last weekend--maybe the new strapless strap-on will be here!

He and D/s has turned me into a kinky addict--although still pretty tame and mild to most. :)
I know this is a lot of rambling, but I thought it time for a little update on my perspective.

Last Night's Punishment: Effective Outcome

The last few days my hubby has been waiting to find out what his punishment was going to be for lacking off on chores, journaling of his food intake, and not following through with some of his rules in a timely manner. I truly think he was testing me because he knows that punishment and humiliation are both hard for me to dish out. However, I have done my research.


First, I had suspense. Most nights he thought he was going to be punished, but I just did a teasing sessions. However, last night was the night. I believe he thought he had another pass because it was time for bed, yet our night was just getting started. I threw him his new jock, see-through panties and told him to put them on. I loved the clear vinyl front, where I could see him all locked up in his device. Next, I placed his new hot pink heels in the corner and told him to stand. He spent about 5 minutes there in the corner while I retrieved his medium-sized butt plug. I told him to walk over the the bed and bend over. I inserted the plug (deep), causing him to moan out and had him return to his corner. I lectured him on his rules, chores, and my expectations for about another 10 minutes. Once done, I had him wash the plug, take off his panties and heels, and get into bed face down where I strapped him into the restraints.


After I inserted a pair of my dirty panties from the day into his mouth, I started on the bed with a quick massage, massaging deep into his shoulder blades and back. I then added IcyHot to his balls and retrieved my new fiberglass stick, smacking it on the bed then his butt once to see how it would do. From the moan and the movement (that of looking like he was shocked with major voltage), I could tell the stick would work just fine.


As I prowled around the bed lecturing he some more and addressing his mockery of my punishments before, I decided on 12 lashings (no where near his last one of 50). He had four rule infractions which meant 3 or each one. The first 2 were delivered together with ten to go. They were swift and painful. The next two sets of three made him breach like a whale. I changed my pattern to leave suspense, and ended the session with one last final (and hard) lash to make 12. 


I rubbed his ass, unstrapped him, unlocked his cock, told him to go wash it and his balls and return to bed. Once there, I spent the next 15 minutes sucking and stroking him, getting him so very horny. He begged to cum, but it is not time for release and this was a punishment session. He asked to kiss my ass; I allowed. Then we spent the next 20 minutes cuddling, as I, the Queen, asked.


This morning....he did all of his chores in record time. I think the session worked. 

Anniversary Gift Gone Wrong....The Knight Fails to Appreciate his Queen's Gift...

It was Saturday...our anniversary. I was very excited because I had been a good boy and done all that was asked of me by my Queen during the preceding week, although admittedly, I did have a couple of disrespectful moments. I had given Queen her first monthly tribute gift which she was very pleased with. Queen dressed up for the night out with a provocative flair, looking incredibly sexy. I wasn't wearing anything fancy, nice golf shorts and a polo with sandals. The contrast in our look, just as the contrast previously pointed out in a previous post between her luscious pussy and my pathetic cock, was dramatic.

We started out having dinner at a nice little relatively casual place in Royal Oak. Queen took charge right from the get go, informing the waiter that I would be permitted to have one glass of wine (she would later modify this to two). She ordered my food (picking the two entrees she thought she would enjoy most). When the waiter came and asked whether we were finished with an appetizer plate that had come with some bread, I asked him to leave the bread. Queen countermanded this request and instructed the waiter to take the bread away, which he quickly did. It was at this point that I think the waiter became clear on who was in charge, and perhaps was even a bit afraid of my Queen. From that point on, nearly all interaction with the waiter was through my Queen, he hardly even acknowledged my existence at the table until Queen instructed him to give me the bill. From dinner, we went for a stroll in downtown Royal Oak. Browsed through Noir Leather, and then on to a pastry shop for dessert. Overall, the evening was an excellent one. While I will admit that I got a little embarrassed at dinner, I found the public humiliation by Queen to be exciting. This is not to mention that I was with my beautiful wife, who I adore, celebrating our anniversary.

Once home, with the kids in bed and after we hung out for a bit, it was time for bed. Queen had promised me release inside her luscious pussy and the opportunity for my first cream pie. It appeared that this was going to be my only anniversary present, so I was hoping she would let me have it in short order. Queen started masturbating, eventually ordering me to assist, which I complied with, although not with much gusto. Queen had announced that in order for me to get my gift, I would have to make her cum at least 5, and preferably 7 times. I was tired (I had made a 10 hour drive on Friday and then done the Queen's chores all day Saturday leading up to our evening out), and at this point, I was a bit demoralized. I had concluded that I just wasn't up to the task.

Queen reached her 5th orgasm and decided I would be permitted to have my gift. Unfortunately, my pathetic cock was burdened by a case of limp dick. I had a hard time getting in up. Once I did, and Queen allowed me to enter her luscious pussy, I came in less than 10 seconds.  Queen ordered me on my back, swung her leg over my body so she was facing the opposite way and planted her sopping wet pussy with my cum in it (a fair amount had already drained, but there was still a good amount there). Again, I was just not of a mindset to lap it up like I had fantasized so many times. I licked some up, keeping my mouth in place for a minute or two and then gave in and called it a night. In retrospect, I wish Queen would have been firm and forced me to fully clean things up and bring her to another orgasm, but she let me off lightly and the night was done. One again, my cock had proved to be ineffective in fucking Queen and it and I turned in yet another pathetic performance. Queen, and her luscious pussy deserve so much better.

Queen Shows That She Can and Will Punish...

I have been traveling as of late for work. Last week, my Queen locked me up before we parted. I had used one of the longer pins on my CB3000 because I thought it would be more comfortable at night. Unfortunately, my first day alone on the road, as I was bending over to pick up the newspaper, I slipped out of my device. It was absolutely unintentional, yet I was worried about what my Queen might do. I reported it to her asap. Unfortunately, she had taken the other security seal tags, and I could not locate my lock. What this ultimately led to was me being very bad and defiant, masturbating (that is one of my major vices) several times a day. I estimate that I masturbated 20-30 times that week. Something that I am horrible at is lying to my Queen. She truly is my soul mate and I feel duty-bound to be honest with her. I confessed my transgressions. We had house guests when I got home that week, so although I could tell Queen was simmering over my defiance of her rules, my corrective training would have to wait until Saturday.  Saturday afternoon quickly arrived and our guests departed. I knew that the evening would bring my Queen’s wrath down upon me. She had me go out and pick some new switches (her preferred punishment method). I soaked them for her in the bathtub with salt water. Queen had requested I order a restraint system the week before, and I installed it on her bed. Once the kids were in bed and Queen and I were alone in the sanctuary of our bedroom, she had me lie face down on the bed and she secured me in the restraining device, systematically going around and tightening each limb to insure I had no slack. First, she gave me what felt like a sensuous massage, rubbing my back and body. Then she cinched the straps once more until she was satisfied I was secure. Then she stuffed some of her dirty panties in my mouth as a gag, grabbed one of her switches and began to pace around the bed like a wolf stalking its prey. She was talking, lecturing, telling me I was about to learn my lesson and that by the time she was done, I would know enough to keep my hands off of HER cock. She would taunt me and then bring the switch down swiftly, sometimes for a single blow and sometimes for multiple quick hits. This sweet girl who “didn’t get into punishment” certainly seemed to be hitting her stride in teaching me a lesson on how it was against the rules to masturbate. This continued for some time, as Queen had assessed me with 50 lashes. She had given me a taste of 10 lashes the night before, so I had 40 to serve. Even in servitude, I sometimes have the unfortunate habit of opening my mouth and being stubborn. Near the 40 lash mark, as Queen asked me how my ass was feeling I told her something to the effect that it “felt fine and her beating wasn’t shit. When are you really gonna hit me…” or something to that effect. Obviously, this was not a wise choice of words given the timing and my position. Queen brought her switch down upon my ass with such force that it broke the switch. Not deterred, she broke off the end, and started beating me with the thicker portion of the switch stick. Queen brought several blows down swiftly. The whole time, she had been counting. She was now up to 36, and she raised the stick high over her head and brought it down swiftly upon my ass. She went back around to the other side of the bed and with the flick of the wrist gave me two more. Then came the last, very hard hit. My ass was left bloodied, bruised and burning. She told me I was lucky my butt plug hadn’t come in yet or it would have been in the whole time as she was punishing me. Once I was done serving my punishment, Queen rubbed and stroked me, cleaning up my ass. While my words of defiance may have spoken otherwise, I had learned a number of lessons. First, that my Queen, despite her sweet loving nature, could be brutal and highly effective with her switch when she needed to dole out punishment to me. Moreover, while I have a pretty good ability to tolerate pain and punishment, there were times during this beating that my ass definitely hurt. I will be more compliant to the rules and the desires of my Queen in the future.