Dear AB,
Time for some more of our adventures. Things are changing rapidly in our lives as we embark in new directions. Having gone through these over the years both my loving hubby and I know these last about 6 months. I must admit that in the past month our relationship has really expanded to new and exciting dimensions that I didn't think I would find so enjoyable. After six years it is nice to know that our lust for our fetish just continues to expand and become even more exciting for both of us every day.
By the way, before we begin with the events of our super bowl weekend, the prostate massage technique still works good even with the permanent PVC pipe around hubbys cock. I just keep the ice pack on for an extra 10 minutes before I start. I have to tell you, my favorite part is when I snap on the surgical gloves just before blindfolding Richard and starting his milking. When I am done then I remove his blindfold and hold up the full condom to show him before I remove his gag and feed him his jism. One of our rules that has been around for years is that all condoms are disposed of completely clean. I don't know why, but Richard has always hated this rule.
Had a great weekend to celebrate the super bowl. It started for hubby at 5 am Saturday when the electronic lock on his kennel cage went off allowing him to get out of the 3' x 3' cage that is attached to the floor in our basement guest room. He then put on his full french maid outfit over the corset I had locked him into the night before. Then he got started on his quite housework and at 9:09 am he awoke me with my breakfast in bed.
I made mention to him that he was 9 minutes late and he apoligized profusely but to no avail. When punishment time arrived there would be 10 lashes with my cat of 9 tails for every minute late. After I ate my breakfast and had my morning orgasm at the tongue of my husband, he then ran me a bath. He did all the work of bathing me thoroghly and then I told him to get me dressed in something sexy as my lover was coming over sometime that day. He picked out my lacy red lingere set from Victoria Secret. And topped it off with a red miniskirt that he loves with a red silk blouse on top.
Then it was time for him to finish his housework. At around noon he reported back to me in the living room that he was done. I did the inspection and then we went down to our playroom for punishment. I secured him to our X frame after he stripped himself naked and I had unlocked his very tight corset. Then I let him know what he had missed in his work and in addition to the 9 minutes he was late this morning he found out he had 135 lashes coming.
This is where one of our big changes has come. It used to be that I didn't like to ever really hurt him even though he had always begged me to whip him, really whip him. Well I found out that I like to do it and he has said that he actually feels enormous arousal since I have been able to really let loose. Needless to say by the time I was done his back and ass were criss-crossed with red welts and even a little bit of blood in a couple spots. I tended to these spots especially and rubbed some ointment over the whole area before releasing him and moving him to a wooden chair where I tightly bound and gagged him.
Then I rolled a TV/VCR combo in front of him and put in a XXX videotape compilation that has 4 hours of all the things he never gets to do again-ever! I gave him a kiss on the cheek and went upstairs to finish the book I was reading. 4 hours later when I returned, hubby was moaning in the agony of having been sitting on his sore ass, with his sore back pressed against the hard backed chair and of course the agony of his cock which must have felt like hell since the PVC tube doesn't allow any growth at all from its limp state.
I wiped the sweat off his brow and asked how he was doing. I'm not really sure what he said as he talked with his mouth full of rubber cock-gag. I plugged in the cable we use that is hooked to the video camera in the upstairs bedroom and told him to enjoy the show. I checked all his bonds to make sure there were no circulation problems and noticed his cockhead pressing against the metal screen at the end of his chastity tube. I smiled at him and asked him if his little useless tool was hurting. He nodded his head yes. I told him it would probably get worse and after making sure all was OK I left.
20 minutes later the show started for him. My sex partner and I went at it for over 2 full hours. I lost count of how many times I came and he actually unloaded 3 times. Such a nice big beautiful cock he has an it goes along well with his youthful stamina.
It was around 11 pm by the time I got back to hubby. When I saw how much had dribbled out his tube I got mad and told him to clean it up with his tongue once I set him free and when he was done I had him clean out my pussy for his dinner. It was plenty full! Then I told him that because he had been so messy he had earned more punishment.
I locked his leather wrist cuffs to a chain we have hanging from the ceiling in the playroom and locked them high enough so he had to almost stand on his tip toes. Then I strapped his 4 inch high heels on him and then applied a 3 foot spreader bar to his ankles. I rolled the TV back in front of him and rewound the tape and told him since he wasn't going to be able to sleep he might as well watch what he can never have! And then I went off to bed.
The next morning I went down at 8 am and freed him. He dropped to the floor in exaushtion and it took my riding crop to get him up to make breakfast. I allowed him to take a bowl of oatmeal out of the refridgerator and after he mixed it with a cup of vinegar in a dog bowl he was allowed to eat it on his hands and knees on the floor at my feet while I enjoyed my ham and eggs, toast and coffee. Later on after doing all the housework including the stuff he hadn't gotten right the day before then it was back to the playroom. I enjoyed a nice session of ball torture with hubby tied to a bench. Nothing more fun then pricking at a man's balls with a needle when they are nicely tied and seperated with the chain that keeps his cock pointing down. Then it was time to tie him to the treadmill and give him 50 smacks with a wooden paddle while he was getting an hours worth of excercise.
Soon it was time for the Super Bowl. Richard didn't get to see the game but he did get to hear bits and pieces when my thighs were not tightly pressed against his ears. 4 hours of pleasure for me. Another great weekend! Who cares if the game wasn't all that exciting. .
As always AB you are doing a great job and your site is the best! Keep up the good work and for all the people who visit your site--keep the great stories and true life adventures like ours coming. We love reading them!
Hugs,
Holly and the very chaste Rich J
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