A Wife's Point Of View

Lady blue, I'm curious about just one thing: how do you permisterally feel about 'putting your husband in his place'? Are you perfectly OK with it? After all, at least at first it probably felt like exactly the opposite of what you should do to someone you love, no matter how much he asked for it, and how much he said he ultimately loved it. Maybe you already liked this kind of play in the very beginning? Or did you gradually come to understand 'what it felt like' for him, so that actually being mean started feeling like... loving? I'm just curious.

I'm curious also because, even though I dream of situations like yours and your husband's, I have never been in them, nor do I think I ever will (my wife is not at all into this kind of play). And in 'real life', I see how people go into and come out of situations, not always very consistently -- how people, for example, decide they're going to learn French, or to practice judo, or to write a novel; and then they go on for a while, stop for a while, go back to it for a while, stop again for a while... until they finally find the rhythm that works for them (not always regular -- on and off works for some people).

So, since you and blue have 'that one rule' -- his chastity must continue no matter what -- how hard is it to keep it always going, without any 'on-and-off' incidents? Or were there on-and-off moments for his chastity in the beginning, and you guys gradually built up to an always-on state for his chastity?

By the way, let me compliment you and your husband on how the two of you seem to be leading a very rewarding lifestyle. My question is not meant as criticism; quite the contrary, I'm happy that the two of you apparently found a balance that works; and I wish you happiness for ever and ever, since every happy cuckold couple helps us all feel better about ourselves and our own desires.

It seems you have a good handle on how to balance the yin and yang of your relationship. As someone who's gone through it, I know it's not easy. Congratualtions on your great marriage, and thanks for sharing your adventures with the rest of us!

asehpe, thank you for your question. I hope I can do it justice in my answer. The thing is, neither I nor my husband want or need a full time Mistress and slave relationship. Neither do I NEED to relax with other men. I've always been more than happy with his efforts in the bedroom. He is a very masculine but considerate lover. Contrary to the normal stereotype he is not an out of shape wimp - far from it. He is a very good looking hunk. He works out and trains several times a week and teaches martial arts for heaven's sake!
When we met it was me who was the shy timid one and, for a while, I actually enjoyed him dominating me. When we started, at his suggestion, to reverse the roles with me as his cruel Mistress, I found it very difficult. He helped and encouraged me to be more confident and powerfull both within our games and in our normal day to day lives. Today I'm a changed lady. I really don't think I could go back to being the submissive one if I tried. He loves it though. He finds it both relaxing and exciting. I don't know why and I doubt if he does really, but what does it matter?
When we began our experiences with chastity play I was very intrigued. It was a real power rush for me. Unfortunately, I always felt sorry for him and gave in too easily. That led to arguments and even a few tears - from me. I really wanted to satisfy my husband you see. It took a long time to get my head around the fact that the more of a bitch I was the more he loved it. It sounds simple and now, knowing what I do, it is simple. But back then it was anything but.
We had some great adventures though and always enjoyed the 'coming back together' afterwards. The thing was though, after that, he always reacted badly. It was like the chastity cage brought out all the love and tender devotion he felt towards me. After he'd had his orgasm that dissappeared to be replaced by a seemingly out of proportion shift to the opposite extreme. He became a complete pig.
The solution? Permanent chastity with small doses of semi-relief at my discretion. After teasing and denial he is ultra considerate and loving. Even after a ruined orgasm, which I allow him about once a month now (wow, I never thought that would be possible!), he still retains his desperate desire to please me. It's only after I allow him to cum properly (in a blow up doll this year, lol), that he slides back into 'pig mode' slightly. We've talked long and hard about that and you'll see what steps we will be taking in the future to deal with that as my narrative continues.
Please keep reading and feel free to ask anything you like. I'd be happy to hear suggestions too, from anyone, as to what other things I could do to keep our relationship on the incredible high we're experiencing at present. Thank you. Regards Lady Blue xxxxxxx

Hi Lady Blue, thank you for the wonderful narrative, and the openess and thoughtfulness of your answers. And thanks to the other posters in this thread for asking meaningful and considerate/considered questions.

Lady, I can totally relate to your development, and to your hubbys situation, Like you I started out a submissive. I was and am a large powerful man, and at first there was something so pure and romantic and hot and kinky about submitting to a woman that filled a need deep inside me to offer all I have to another out of passion and courage. Also it was fulfilling and refreshing to have my kinks and fetishes indulged and have them accpeted and cherished. This also fit with the more liberal times of the 70s and what I think was an obvious need for more respect and opportunity for women in our society to have and use choice in their lives.

So I know from permisteral experience how and why a man most gals would love to have for a so called alpha lover would want to massage, kneel, rim, suffer, and serve.

But as my screen name implies I am VERY switchy about EVERYTHING. An incident at a party and a sudden spanking of a gal who was way out of line broke the taboo I held agaisnt being dominant with a woman, and OMG was the devil out of the box!! Over time I grew more and more extreme in both the physical activities and the mental torments I was dealing onto my eager and devoted sluts and subs.

Here is the part where I can relate to your dilemna while you were learning to be a bitch to your hubby. First off all I was worried about doing real damage to a subbie. (I had discoverd I was at least tranny bi, and was also excited by sexual contact with a male in the course of dominating him and/or his female.) I had no incultured taboo against violence towards men like the one I had to break to learn domininating women. So I was becoming VERY cruel to some of these men. THEY loved it, but AFTERWARDS I felt funny about being that way towards another human. I worried I had created a monster==ME!

So if I was that worried about hurting play partners and girlfriends and their males I have no doubt YOUR considerations and feelings and worries when dealing with a cherised spouse must have been orders of magnitude harder to deal with.

I am SO glad for both of you were able to start to deal with those issues that arouse out of being cruel to him and move forwards. It is touching and arousing to see that you two are still exploring and taking the chance to be alive to its fullest by testing boundaries and using the most pwerful sex organs of all, the brain and heart and soul.

Again I thank you for sharing. I hope this post was not too long but i do not often see the chance to interact with people who have learned to be extreme yet loving in thier cruelty. I believe we are even less common than those who are able to embarace and enjoy their kinks and fetishes, or those who can handle an open relationship.

Hi Asehpe, that is a very astute observation about the ins and outs of desire for things like taking the French lesmisters and your desire to know if that applies to cuckolding.

Your question remings me of 2 things. One is that even those of us who are clearly and proudly sexually obsessed have many other facets and interests about us than just sex or just kinky sex.

Second, that for most kinky people I have been attracted to as lovers or friends there is a rhythym or ebb and flow to the extreme aspects. It does seem to reach arepeating pattern. it may be off and on , or it coul d be on high and then lesser and then on high again. But IMHO over time it seems like the sexual aspect does flavor all of life to some extent. Just my two cents on that. I am not super experienced in cuckolding , just BDSM.

Thank you for bringing up a good point.

I am very much enjoying your thread, I am part time locked up and can relate to some of the things you say (about your husbands reaction in particular - I feel some of those feelings).

I told my wife this morning that one of the most intense feelings I ever had was when we first caressed naked but me with my cage on... naked, but not able to do anything... very powerful... so I kiss and caress and do what I can to please HER...

anyway, please keep posting and telling...

I would love to see pictures of you getting fucked silly by a number of men. A video taken by your hubby would even be better. Ciao Heelik
Italian gentleman. Love pleasing woman while their hsuband or boyfriend watch or join in.
Dominant, very clean, diease free. Love tying, spanking and fucking.....

Heelick, thanks for your request but no can do, sorry. My husband rarely gets to see me with another man, much less video it. It's just easier and more comfortable for everyone if I go out without him. Often the other guy doesn't even know that my husband knows what I'm doing. They just think I'm being unfaithful. Also, we are a very private couple and really have no wish to have our faces on the net. Sorry.

twohorny, excellent point. My cucky husband loves it when he's naked and I'm dressed. It's a powerful indicator of dominance. I like to have unrestricted access to his body. With his penis locked away the rest of him becomes super sensitive to my teasing fingers.

oldbearswitch, thank you for your facinating input. Permisterally I can't stand the thought of being bound and helpless. We tried it early on in our marriage. Hubby loved it - I think, like you, he could have gone the other way and become a dominant if I'd been interested. As it happens, I wasn't so he had to settle for being my little sub - not that I've ever heard him complain mind you, lol. I think he would make a good dom though. Having experienced the feeling of being in the sub's position, I think would give him a definite advantage.
I never had that advantage and it took a long time, a lot of research on the net and many hours of experimenting and de-briefing for me to get my head around the whole bondage thing. The need for it to be real, excuisite sensations to be had from a feeling of helplessness, the heightened awareness and sensation, especially when hooded. No light, no sound even. The ultimate form of control, breathing. To be in such a position of power that you control when another permister can breath, how often, how deeply. That is a real rush for me now but, in the beginning, it scared the living daylights out of me!
Corporal punishment took a little getting used to aswell. Blue says that, as he waits for it to begin, the excitement is intense. When it's happening he hates it and would do anything to stop it (especially now that I've come to terms with really laying it on). Afterwards though, he says he feels a wave of warmth and is filled with a feeling of total love and devotion for me. He feels broken but secure. Beaten but grateful. Does that make any sense? I can't understand it myself, I just know it's what he wants and I know how much I've dissappointed him in that area in the past. Well, no more. I used to cry if I marked his skin. I was still appologising a week later on one occassion when I got carried away and actually made him red! Now though, I find I can actually enjoy the power. It even turns me on. You have no idea how much I've changed.

He likes there to be a reamister for me punishing him. Sometimes I make him clean my shoes, which he does very well, but I find some fault and punish him for it. The reamister he likes best though is that I just felt like it. It's totally unfair and only a complete bitch would thrash her loving husband for no reamister other than her own enjoyment, right? That's why he loves it! He's always been terribly concerned that I should enjoy my cruelty towards him as much as he does. He says that just adds a whole new dimension. So, I try. I think about things he's done that really annoy me. I try to enjoy the rush of power. I try to bear in mind how much he loves it, even when he's crying out, squirming around desperately and begging me to stop. That's when I have the most difficulty and he has the most enjoyment. Not during, but afterwards. I feel guilty but his devotion and love help assuage my guilt. It gets easier too, I have to admit.
The thing is, it seems to have taken our games to a whole new level. Before he would often do something deliberately to make me spank him. Not anymore though. He loves me beating him, but he fears it too. Having your sub scared of something you can do to them is a very exillerating experience for both parties, we've found. Now, when I tell him to do something he does it. When I tell him to shut up he stops talking immediately. Of course I still manage to find ample reamisters to beat his ass. It's the least I can do, lol.
I guess it's another contrast. I can go from loving wife to heartless bitch, to hot cuckoldress to cruel dom and back to loving wife as and when I choose. Hubby never knows which one to expect next. I think it's one of the things that give our relationship such a spark.
Another aspect of the contrast is how I can be so cruel and put him though such pain and then give equally strong passion and affection to another man.

We have talked about me having a lover beat his ass. He admitted that the idea was a turn on but the reality wouldn't work for him. I'm glad really as I don't think I'd like it. The idea of my lover tanning my hide has a definite appeal to him though. He says he would have to be restrained somehow otherwise he couldn't stop himself coming to my aid. I don't think it will ever happen though. There would have to be a lot of trust there which pre-supposes a fairly long term relationship. The problem is, I've made sure to avoid those so far. It's not that I don't trust myself, it's more to do with not wanting to give some guy the wrong idea. Such complications would just spoil things. That's not to say it will never happen, just that it's unlikely. Who knows what the future holds. A couple of years ago I never would have dreamed that I'd relax with another man or that I'd keep my husband locked in chastity, so, never say never.
Maybe one night I'll leave my devoted husband at home nursing a sore arse from a flogging I gave him for making me late. Maybe he didn't have my blouse ironed or something. Then I'd come home later that night or next morning with my own reddened buttocks burning from an over the knee spanking I got from my lover for keeping him waiting. Of course I'd have to take my cuckold to task for that, then maybe I'd let him soothe my burning cheeks with his tongue.
Just an idea, one of many I'm pleased to say. Anyway, I should probably apologise for waffling on so long oldbearswitch. It's just that you got me thinking. As I write this hubby is laid under my chair. My feet are bare and one rests on his chest while the other is powerd half way into his devoted mouth. I love doing that. I have tiny feet and, with a little effort , I can actually get most of my foot into his mouth! The feelings I get as I look down at his poor face! His head is like a shoe! LOL!
I guess we were made for each other. He adores my feet and I get really turned on when he kisses and licks them. I'm embarrassed to admit, thats why this instalement has been in three parts. Twice I've had him get out from under there so I could sit on his face. Two cums for me, none for him. It's a hard life! LoL!
Anyway, thanks again oldbearswitch. If you feel like it I'd love you to write more here. Maybe you could give me a few tips?
Bye for now. Lady Blue xxx

Hi Lady Blue, the push of regular life is upon me right now. Please bear ith me, I want to talk right to what you just posted, as those last two segments go right to the heart of what I enjoy about being a Dom. And to the reamister why and the way how I can just about destroy a man as a MAN-lover in his wife's eyes and still make her happier to be with him than she has ever been. In the process he will adore her and cherish even her cruelty as it were the softest touch of teen lover.
The outside man, aka Bull is the xfactor that makes these things much easier to get than with out the x factor.

Lady Blue:

Have been following your exploits with great interest. If I may offer a suggestion. One night when you go out have your lady over to sit with him with the understanding that she has your permission to spank him if she feels it is necessary.

My lady loves being in that position and hubby, while initially fearful, has come to love servicing his lady in law. That has opened up a whole new areana of play for all of us.

Do have fun.

Linda

So, guys, I left my tale at the point where we had tried and very much enjoyed (well I had) a nice strap on cock to replace my husbands locked away one and I was seeking a smaller one for anal and another one attached to a gag.
Well, I have them both now. I used the anal one first. I gave hubby the choice of taking my ass with it or of having his usual end of month session in the sac culminating in a nice ruined orgasm. He chose to take my ass. I might have swayed his opinion slightly by telling him I really felt like having a nice cock in my ass and, if he wasn't going to give me it, I'd get it from my young lover instead, lol.
So, it went well. I kept him at it for ages. I guess that's the second best part. He never goes soft on me. The best part, of course, is knowing that while I'm getting all that intense pleasure, he gets none! Well, not totally true. He gets the pleasure of making love to his wife's ass doesn't he?

Things with Tom are going well too. He is so cute! Hubby hates me saying that! So, just for you when you read this my darling - Tom is gorgeous and I love his big young hard cock! What a bitch I'm becoming!
Anyway, I've met Tom three times so far. The first time I was alone and we had a meal and then went dancing. We got a few stares as we snogged. Jealousy is a funny thing, lol.
The second time I had hubby drive us around while we snogged in the back seat. Then I had him park up near a secluded wood. I let him watch in the mirror with the interior light on, as my lover and I used our hands to bring each other to satisfaction. Hubby's face as I asked him for his handkerchief to wipe Tom's thick white cum off my stockings was a picture!
The third time was in a hotel. Hubby paid but stayed at home. I had a great night and an even better day when I got home. Blue is always so eager to please me when I get back from a date. It's almost worth going just for that!
So, I'm teasing my loving husband now that I want to give Tom my ass. It's driving him nuts to think that I might let another man take me there. He always said to me, you see, 'Anyone can take a woman's pussy but, when you take her ass you own her'. So you see why it's such a big thing for him.
Hubby's monthly relief is overdue now. Maybe I'll make it a condition that when I put him in the sac he has to wear the gag strap on and watch my ass sliding up and down it, right in front of his eyes, while imagining the rubber phalus is Tom's lovely cock! I'll let you know how it goes.

asehpe thank you for such a pertinant question. I can fully understand how a full time cuckold/slave relationship might change how a husband and wife feel about each other. Does it worry me? No, not anymore. It did though. At the beginning it was a concern for both of us. I was worried that Blue might not love me anymore after I'd been with another man. He might think I was a slut and be disgusted with me. At the same time, he was very worried that, once I'd been with someone else, I wouldn't want him anymore. Also, he worried that I might loose respect for him.
So, how did we get past those concerns? Surprise, surprise, we talked. We sat with a glass of wine and opened our hearts and minds to each other. Then we took things slowly. We tested each other's reactions as we went. To be hinest, we're still doing that now.
The thing is you see, we don't play full time. We have a normal loving relationship as equals for a lot of the time. We hold hands, kiss, go out together, stay in and watch tv together, relax wrapped in each other's arms. We even make love, although it might seem a little one sided as hubby has his cage on the whole time. He says he loves it though. With him being locked away he says it frees him to concentrate only on my pleasue. He does a good job too. He can take me to the most incedible heights with that tongue of his. When I want to hold him and kiss him as I cum we use the strap on. Then we can make love like a normal couple. We go slowly and gently, gradually building into a thrusting, sweating tangle of love. Yes, that's the important bit. We love each other so much! I can feel his love as I wrap my legs around him and stare into his eyes. I hope he can feel mine in return.
Then, if I need more we go again. He never goes soft! LoL!
I used to feel so guilty but he finaly convinced me of how much he enjoys the frustration of chastity. That's the one constant. The only non negotiable item. The cage stays on. His orgasms, all apart from one a year, are ruined. Without that rule the whole thing would fall apart.
Sleeping with the other guys is just a small part of what we do. It's fun when it works out, which it doesn't always, but it's just fucking, it's not making love. Making love is what happens between Blue and I. The fact that we manage to do it without the involvement of his penis is beside the point. Does that make sense?
It's not a bad life you know. I have a solid foundation with the most wonderful man in the world. I get to have him make love to me anytime I like. I get all my housework done while I go shopping, spending his money on sexy clothes to tease him with. I get to have sex with any other man I choose, when I choose, with no arguments or repercussions. I get the acquired enjoyment of teasing and torturing, even beating, the man I love. Knowing all the time that I'm just making him love me more. I'm making him happy.
I hope I've answered your question asehpe. Lady Blue xxx

Blue....I realy liked this formulation...spot on
A cuck to my GF - A bull to all other women

Dear Lady Blue, again thank you for this thread. Same goes to all those who put thought and heart into it! Asehpe et al. Disclaimer, the following is just my opinion, and meant for advanced situations. No put down of he milder stuff or the people who practice it is intended. I like the other milder stuff too!

Anyhow responding to what I had mentioned above about the x factor from a Dom: There are obvious benefits and non-obvious benefits.

Among the obvious are:another set of hands to play with the hubbie and someone to punish the hubbie/slave severely when the wife is not feeling extremely dominant. Also someone to stuff hubby full of cock and let him feel the heat and rhythm of me, and to surrender to it and be owned as his wife is at least for that session. ( I come from a D/s background so I tend to see theings in more of a session to session type mentality, and one of the best things about being a "Bull" is my "sessions" with Wife and Hubbie can occur in all sorts of vanilla contexts)

Less obvious benefits are all the mind-fucKs and levels of intrigue I as a Dom can put into the situation. Think about it: Tension can be used to heighten sexual pleasure and climax, just like physical pain can (nipple clamps). If a Lady is fucking some cute young guy who is not a Dom, cuck will experience a certain level of negative emotions. If the guy she is having sex with sort of "clicks" with her, and they are comfortable and she glows when aroudn him that tension goes up. But if I can get her to a point where she trusts me even a little, and we start to work on various DELIBERATE and CALCULATED ways to Punish him PHYSICALLY, we AMPLIFY the mind fucks she is putting on him! We can if desired enter a whole new era of their situation. Disappoinments for cucky, abrupt demands from the wife, reversals of his maritlal fortunes, even the horible threat of losing her! All of these are tools that that can be used to MF the hubby by any Bull. But when you add in SEVERE Corporal Domination of the hubby you add sudden unplanned appearances of the man who brings excruciation and frustration with his EACH arrival to the mix. HMMMMMMMMMM Delicious!

ps-To both Lady Blue and s...I think doing D/s things is sort of a buffer between the real-world long time relationship of husband wife and the temporal relationship the 3 of us might have. I think affectionate, passionate, all giving sex between a Bull and Lady is more likely to disturb or damage hubby/wife Love emotions for each other than me or her Corporally Dominating him. When I Dom a slave, he is given a chance to suffer for her, and with some of my torments he even gets a chance to show how tough he is! Also scene play has physical boundaries to it, to keep it separate from regular life, although the emotional spectss can be made to linger for a long time in subbies head.

AS THE LADY NOTED ABOVE FEAR WORKS WONDERS. Having him fear her and/or me is a great way to insure better behavior, and to remind him SHE COMES FIRST in their marriage. If he hates me for being so cruel to him, so what? That is why me Dominating the wife can be so good, they can share that experience and hubby can add one special thing he shares with his wife while so many others might be taken away.


pps- AS... yes I have gone too far several times, how good it felt in the moment was exceeded only by how guilty and degraded I felt later. for despite all the masturbation fantasies of subbies of all genders, when scene play crosses into "***", the ***r has damaged his own humanity. Sometimes more than he degraded the ***e!

PPPs to Lady Blue: Above somewhere you had mentioned " ...Afterwards though, he says he feels a wave of warmth and is filled with a feeling of total love and devotion for me. He feels broken but secure. Beaten but grateful. Does that make any sense? I can't understand it myself..."

Part of the bliss he feels afterwards is from all those endorphins and other chemicals the coporal has created in his body. Would you perhaps make sure you aftercare includes monitoring him for signs of prolonged depressed feelings after intense coporal play? When those chemicals fade from the body some subbies sometimes get hours of deep sadness aka crash.

His Chasity and denial, your collective relatively high level of experience, and his fighting background will all tend to protect him from a crash after intense D/s play. But I would have been remiss if I did not mention the subject. Thanks again, I don't want to post too much as this is supposed to be about your point of view. Thanks again. Would you please let me know if any of this helps you or illuminates or clarifies anything for you?

oldbearswitch - deep and facinating stuff as usual! You are, like my hubby, a thinker. I'm not, I'm a doer. Sometimes I make a mistake and wish I'd thought it through more beforehand. I try to make up for those shortcomings by involving my husband. He does the thinking for me. Two problems though. Firstly, I think sometimes you can think too much. Sometimes it's better to just get on and do it. Secondly, I like to surprise him. I don't want to be too predictable. Therefore, I have to do things sometimes without consulting him first. When that happens I try to imagine what he would say if I did consult him. In the end though, life is about taking risks. Sometimes it works out really good for one of us. Occassionally it works for both of us. Those are the times that make the failures worth while.
One of the problems with any relationship, I think, is that it has to grow. If it remains static it dies. That means having to think of new ideas and pushing the boundaries. I have to admit, that does worry me a little. The thing is, where will it end? What if it goes too far one day? I guess I do my best to make sure I'm always in control, not some other permister outside our marriage. I couldn't, for example, have a lover beat my hubby. I don't think he'd go for that. I understand how it would still be him giving himself to me by giving himself into the hands of my lover, but I don't think either of us could go for that. Our punishment sessions are very intimate moments, we don't need another. Each to his own I guess.
So, how will we keep things alive and growing? Well, one thing I'm working on is developing my relationship with Tom. I'm intending to give him my ass when the time is right. I might even take him in my mouth. To completion? We'll have to see. I know both those things would have hubby bursting with jealousy and sexual frustration. Maybe I'll build up slowly by talking to him about it. Then I could do it and tell him what happened. Finally, as a special special treat...I could let him watch? We'll have to see.
The other idea which we both came up with is to make Valentine's Day a very special occassion. We've agreed that on that day he will tell me how he intends to prove his love and devotion to me by greater and greater sacrifices to me. He can suggest anything he likes. I will choose the ones I accept. If he pleases me he gets a reward, if not......

Lady blue, thanks for your reply. For someone who considers herself not to be 'a thinker', you actually packed a lot of thinking in your answer. I believe I can now see how it works for the two of you. It seems you pay attention to each other signs; that you know the difference between the suffering that is actually pleasure, and real suffering; between frustration that heightens the erotic senses and ultimately brings clarity and bliss to the mind (as a martial arts teacher, blue probably knows that Oriental philosophies and yogas have many exercises for doing precisely that), and frustration that destroys you.

Relationships are indeed dynamic, and not only in the sexual area -- you constantly need to rediscover who it is you are with, and who you are. That is true for vanilla and non-vanilla alike, because it ultimately has not so much to do with sex as it has with all ties that bind you together. There are some people, vanilla or not, who managed to live together for 40, 50, 60 years, and still loved each other at the end, when there was no more energy for sex; and they also report this 'growing dynamicity' leading to an understanding between them that goes beyond words. They learned what each other was, and managed to adapt harmoniously to each other rhythms. They made fewer and fewer mistakes in anticipating the needs and desires of their lover, they get more and more in synchrony, and everything becomes easier and more instinctive. I don't know for a fact, but I am willing to hope and bet that D/s couples like you can do the same.

Ah, lady blue, when you wrote: "I get to have sex with any other man I choose, when I choose, with no arguments or repercussions. I get the acquired enjoyment of teasing and torturing, even beating, the man I love. Knowing all the time that I'm just making him love me more. I'm making him happy." -- you really made me smile a big broad smile. It's like watching a feel-good movie, a love story where everything ends just perfectly. Thank you very much for that. I really wish you guys the best of luck with your relationship.

oldbearswitch, you said something that gave me pause: "for despite all the masturbation fantasies of subbies of all genders, when scene play crosses into "***", the ***r has damaged his own humanity. Sometimes more than he degraded the ***e!". Seeing how extreme fantasies can get, and how people can believe they can 'take it all' without this being the case, I can imagine how you must have to play a difficult dance here -- all the more when you yourself are excited by what you are doing. I feel curious: in the cases you mention, did you realize that things were going to far by yourself, or did cuck and/or wife have to say something? Did you guys use something like a safeword? And did feeling guilty about it affect your capacity to be a Bull, at least for a while? (Judging by your posts, I'll bet it didn't -- but I'm curious about how you felt, because in my mind such scenes would seem so terribly dramatic... Probably it's something more mundane, like, say, playing football with someone and then exaggerating your push and getting your friend's leg broken -- you feel terrible, you apologize profusely, you do things to make up for the mistake, but as long as it's clear that it was an accident things go back to normal and you're friends again.)

To both of you, thanks for your answers.

Just had to tell you about last night! Usually when I go out with another man I do something special for my husband too. For a start I always lock my bedroom door. If I didn't, by his own admission, he'd be in there, kissing my shoes, licking my boots, pushing his face into my knicker drawer and so on as he thinks about what I'm doing right then. I can't have him taking liberties like that so the door is locked.
What I also like to do is set him some chores. The more humiliating the better. Finally, I like to dress him in something feminine. I think it emphasises his lack of manhood, his inability to compete with my lover.
So, last night I had him cleaning the grout between the tiles on the bathroom floor - using a toothbrush. He was dressed in chastity belt, my worn tights, an old pair of my fishnet stockings, an old basque of mine - so tight he could hardley breath - a pair of my sports socks on his hands and that day's worn g string over his head and face. Pretty humiliating I thought!
I had dressed in brown sued skirt, cream silk blouse, light brown stockings and my pink fluffy slippers. My hair was done and my makeup perfect. Hubby knew I was going out so I just needed to give him the final details and a little parting tease. I walked into the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bath to watch him hard at work. He looked up at me and I smiled, pulling my skirt up to reveal my stocking tops. His eyes were out on stalks as I told him I was meeting Tom and going back with him to see his new flat. Tom has been living with two friends sharing a house. I think part of the reamister he decided to get his own place was so that we would have somewhere private to go. That made me feel a little guilty actually. Afterall, I don't know how long our relationship will last. But I supose he will have other girlfriends in due course that will make good use of the privacy.
Anyway, I told my husband I expected him to do a good job and left him to it. I got my leather coat and put on a new pair of two tone brown leather boots that hubby paid a fortune for at Christmas. I couldn't resist one last tease so I opened the bathroom door and stood hand on hip watching hubby's cute but as he bent his head to his task. When he looked up I saw his expression change when he noticed my boots. I asked him if there was a problem and he shook his head no. I knew that my wearing those boots for Tom was twisting his guts, but I also knew it was shooting iron into his cruelly caged cock. That's the thing isn't it? Pleasure and pain.
When I told him not to wait up as I'd probably be relaxing over at Tom's, my poor hubby responded in the best way he could have, the wat that tells me in no uncertain terms that he's good with what I'm doing. He asked if he could kiss my boots. Like a complete bitch I said no! I told him I was wearing them for Tom not for him. Then, as his poor face fell, I wished him sweet dreams and left.
I felt so guilty. I always do. I guess when I stop feeling that then it's time to stop playing this game. Or will that be too late? Anyway, I couldn't go back by that point could I? So off I went.
It was a very enjoyable night. Tom loved my outfit, especially the boots - men! Yes I did stay over and I did do something very special. I haven't told Blue yet though so I'll tell you about it next time. Lady Blue xxx

OK, I told him. I couldn't wait! He was at work when I got home this morning. I've been sending him teasing text messages all day. He got home about an hour ago and I made him strip naked. I kept my clothes on from last night. I had him lick my boots all over before allowing him to pull them off. Then, as he kissed my feet I told him how I'd worn the stockings in Tom's bed.
Finally I told him I had something to tell him. I stood up and had him lie on the floor face up. I sat down on his chest placing my stockinged feet on his face. Then I told him. I told him that last night I had Tom's cock in my mouth!
Yes I did it! I told hubby it felt great! I've only ever allowed Blue in my mouth a couple of times and that was a long time ago. I'd never let him cum in my mouth. I made a big thing out of that. I said how the only thing hubby gets around his cock is a steel cage, while Tom gets my hot silky lips!
I could tell he was shocked. I hoped desperately that I hadn't gone too far. Too late now anyway. I told hubby how I'd sucked Tom until he came. I'd thought about letting him cum in my mouth but at the last minute I chickened out. I showed hubby the stain on my blouse where Tom's cum had pooled. Now to test his reaction.
I took my feet off his face and opened my thighs to slide forward. As I pulled up my skirt hubby could see I wasn't wearing knickers. I told him I was going to sit on his face. If he aproved of my actions with Tom he had my permission to slide his tongue inside me where Tom's cock had been last night. If not he could keep his mouth closed and I'd rub myself off against his nose.
Well......I was still dropping my pussy toward him when he lifted his head and stabbed that gorgeous tongue into my intimate opening. I''ve never seen him so horny. So, I guess he aprooves guys! I still used his nose too though. I can't resist that pressure on my clitoris! Ok so I'm greedy - sue me! LOL!

Wonderful story. Would love to see a close up of your stockinged feet, regards Schultz

Ladyblue: "I felt so guilty. I always do. I guess when I stop feeling that then it's time to stop playing this game."

A very astute observation. You are probably right.

Wonderful description, and your husband is a very lucky man.

Especially for you schultz

Of course he liked that you sucked Tom's cock. I imagine he enjoys the thought of you being a bit of a slut for Tom, but not for him...

Hi guys, I'm just about to get ready to go out for Valentine's Night. Not with my husband though!
I told you previously that I'd charged my loving spouse with coming up with something special for Valentine's, some way to prove his devotion to me. Well, this morning we exchanged cards, he had some flowers for me and a sexy new basque and stockings. I asked him if he wanted me to put them on straight away. Would you believe he said no! He sais they were for me to wear next time I saw Tom. Taking his lead I rang Tom and asked him if he'd like to go somewhere for Valentine's Night. I didn't have to ask him twice!
It was obvious my husband was in the mood to play so I ordered him to the basement, had him strip and kneel facing the wall. I cuffed his hands behind him and pulled them up to a hook he had fixed to the wall. The resulting position, on his knees, face pushed to the floor, top of head hard against the wall, exposes his behind beautifully. I reminded him of my requirements and warned him that he'd better have some good ideas or he wouldn't be sitting down for a while.
This is what he'd come up with. He said he wanted our relationship to grow, getting more exciting all the time. He wanted me to have greater and greater power over him. And....he hoped I'd use it. He suggested a three year programme. During year one he'd be kept in chatity and beaten or teased at my whim. I'd see Tom whenever I wanted to, or any other man for that matter. I would stay over at Tom's flat at least once a week. Once a month I'd secure him in the bondage sac, remove his cage and tease him to the point of insanity before allowing him a ruined orgasm. Finally, at the end of the year I'd allow him exactly ten minutes to fuck his inflatable girlfriend. If he came inside the ten minutes the time would be reduced by one minute the next year.
Year two would be similar except that I would stay at Toms for two nights each week and the ruined orgasms would be every two months.
For year three my stays at Toms would stretch to three nights a week and his ruined orgasms would be every three months.
Pretty serious stuff you'd have to admit. Obviously this was no longer an idle game we were playing. I'd expected something like this but I was still a little shocked by how far he wanted us to go. So, I decided I needed to put my doubt to one side and take control of the situation. I wasn't going to be dictated to. I'd show him a surprise in return.
I told him I would consider his offer while I beat him. Taking a bamboo cane from a cupboard I set about his wriggling ass. I gave him six mild ones to warm him up, then six quite hard ones that left red stripes and had him begging me to stop. I told him to shut up and listen.
I accepted his offer of devotion with one or two slight alterations. We'd been playing this game for over a year now, off and on, so, as far as I was concerned the firat year of his programme was over. We would go straight to year two. I said, if he was very good I'd still let him have a ruined orgasm at the end of this month but, after that, it would be bimonthly. Also I said I would speak to Tom and see if he would like me to stay with him regularly two nights a week. I warned hubby it would probably be the weekend. That way Tom wouldn't have to go to work, we could have long lie ins, having sex all day if we felt like it.
Then, to rub salt in the wound, I said I would not be limited to two nights. If things continued to go well with Tom, I would also spend special days and nights with him, on top of the regular two. His Valentine's, Christmas, his birthday, my birthday, and so on.
Finally, at the end of the year, he'd get five minutes with the doll, not a second longer. If he managed to cum it would be four minutes at the end of year three.
I could tell I'd shocked him. I think he had been testing me, expecting me to buckle under his offer, but I'd called his bluff. He said we should discuss it, maybe we were going too fast? Six full wacks! Six! I don't think I've ever hit him so hard. I was annoyed with him. Couldn't he make up his mind? He was appologising when I launched into another six. Then I asked him if there was a problem. Guess what? No problem.
I released him and had him lie on his back. It was so funny watching him trying to keep his sore ass off the floor! Slipping off my strappy sandals I placed my bare feet either side of his face. I lifted one foot and rubbed it over his face. He loves my feet and took the oportunity to kiss the soft soles. I pushed my little toes between his lips and he opened wide. I have very small feet and I've found that I can actually get almost my whole foot in his mouth. As I looked down at him it struck me that his head looked like a big shoe. I told him what I was thinking, knowing he'd love it. He's said many times that, if reincarnation actually happens, he wants to come back as one of my shoes or boots. He says that a life spent in intimate contact with my dainty feet would be the ultimate he could wish for. Silly boy!
After I'd done the same with my other foot I decide to indulge another of my strange husband's loves. Telling him to keep his head still and mout wide open, I began to spit down at him. Pretending to miss sometimes, I soon had his adoring face covered in my saliva.
Eventually I told him I was tired of looking at his pathetic slave face and was off to get ready to meet a real man, a one twice his age with twice his stamina and twice his endowment. Then I came upstairs to type this.
I hope I have done the right thing. I can't have him dictating the pace all the time can I? He would be the first one to complain about that. I have to keep showing him I'm in charge. I guess we'll see how it goes. I don't know what I'll do if things don't work out with Tom. Then again, I have to be careful they don't work out too well. I don't want to give Tom the wrong idea. Wow! Who'd have thought this lifestyle would be so complicated?!