When last I wrote you I had been locked up for 18 hrs and it would be 28 before I was let out. Unfortunatly my Lady wasnt feeling well, but I was very happy to be free to relieve myself. This was my first long term (relativly speaking, I dunno if I can take days or weeks at a time, I was pretty worked up after 28 hrs).
I found some spots that needed more padding and made some adjustments for security-leg straps too loose. after letting the glue cure I wore it again for my first on the job experience. Ah what a feeling, like getting away with something sort of. No one knowing that just benith my pants I was securly locked up without a key. It turned out to be a long night, I got stuck in snow and had to wait out the tow truck all the while being very aware of being belted.
It turns out I went overboard with the additional padding which became very apparent this weekend when I tried to pee, my lady came to the rescue and I removed the offending padding.
This weekend was another step toward longer term denial. Remember, I asked for this...
My wife and I have played around at bdsm before but now we are at a new level of play. Before the chastity belt, my being paddled was not much or any punishment - it just got me hotter. Well, that has changed. She was always hesitant to hurt me, she really is a kind loving soul (I wouldnt trust her otherwise). She had told me she would give me a thrashing I would not soon forget if I tried to escape, but I dont think I took it seriously. I am a big guy - 6"2" 240 lbs and I consider myself to be a fairly tuff guy... I thought I could easily take anything she could dish out.
I was locked in at 8 pm friday and as usual I was in a constant state of semi arousal for several hours. Right now the rules are not complex, primarly she is in control and I must show proper respect. particularly with respect to how I address her, I have a quick temper and I do not always watch my tone. she gave me a nice hand spanking friday night as a reminder.
I was supposed to wake her up sat morning by 11 am with coffee. I overslept (strike 1), I wasnt in a very good mood and I am am not a morning person (strike 2 and 3 quicly followed). Though I didnt deserve it, I was let out for a shower, knowing, but unsure of what was to come, that I would have to pay. Then i was asked to run out on some errinds, again my mouth and attitude were lacking in respect (will I ever learn? Sshe is determined that I will). When we got home back into the belt immediatly.
Well, this tuff guy learned a thing or two...
The day wore on I was wondering if she was kidding and dreading the unknown - yet anticipating it as well. Out of the blue she ordered me to "assume the position". When I didnt move she began to count, saying every second I was not moving, added another stroke. I moved then! She used a small paddle "mothers helping hand" written across it. It is by no means a fearsome device but packs quite a sting as I was to learn first hand.
My lady has amazing intuition and more skill in this area than I knew. She took me to the brink (trying to be Mr tuff I was determind not to make a sound). Her timing and strength were perfect. When it got to really hurting I said meekly "I'll be good, I promise" (much more and I would have resorted to our safe word) she gave me a few more strokes for good measure.
I was in quite a state now, turned on more than ever but unable to even get a full erection. Then she pulled out some soothing lotion which she loveingly applied to my sore rear. If I was aroused before, I was now wimpering with frustration and lust. Then she held me close. It means so much to me that she is fulfilling my fantaises, I know she understands my devotion as evidenced by my giving her such power over me. It was so wonderful just being held close.
Saturday night was difficult, I was, only one way to put it, like a bitch in heat. It was a fitful night at best, I awoke as lustful as when I went to sleep and I fought to try to control it. The belt did that for me to my extreme frustration. I knew I was supposed to be let out Sunday sometime...
I had some meger success at distracting myself throughout the day but I was like a sexual volcano, smouldering constantly. I do not expect to make love every time I am let out, that is up to her on both counts. finally about 1030 Sunday evening I heard the keys jingling. she had me lie on the bed as she dragged the keys on their string over my body. She teased me to near insanity, gave me another taste of the paddle (more of a tease than a punishment paddling). Then she released me and gave me the best hand job of my life. I dunno if I saw stars or my nervous system overloaded but it was a mindblowing orgasm.
Ah......
Afterward I was told that she was too leniant this weekend and that next weekend and the weekends to follow would be much more difficult for me. Punishment will be immediate - no excuses or second chances, and I would not be let out if I do not reform.
This aint gonna be easy at all... I know I have lots to learn and many bad habits to break, now She has found the means to accomplish that. Comfort wise my contraption needs some work, still some chafing, and the straight tube put a lot of pressure on my balls. I am considering reworking it and making a curved tube to give me some space. Except for that, a 48 hour stint it was comfortable enough.
Perhaps our story should be called "chaste weekends" but I have a feeling that unless I shape up quickly that it will turn out to be more than just weekends.
Call us matt and Lady T.
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