I think my wife is taking advantage of me.
Yesterday I had a long 10.5 hour day of work and when I got home I was exhausted. My wife guided me to take a nap for 15 minutes but I was still very tired afterwards. Later, she had me give her a full body massage using body butter which a friend on FetLife had recommended (thank you Tx_Raven!), except on her feet, and then when I was done she wanted us to take a walk around the block.
We walk together some evenings for about a mile and we enjoy it but being so tired I just didn’t feel like it. However, being her slave, if she wanted to walk then I didn’t argue so we walked in the somewhat cool night air. After we walk, my wife usually requires me to cool the warm soles of her somewhat sweaty bare feet by rubbing my cool face against them (hence the lack of body butter this night on her feet as that would have grossed me out lol) and I otherwise worship her feet dangling off the bed while I sit on the floor. I was ready to veg in front of my PC after that but as soon as the foot worshipping was done my wife told me to lie on the bed face down.
I know what this means. Torture. She restrained me spread eagled face down and proceeded to go to town with that damn belt, my own belt, smacked against my upper back over and over. I was tired and having to take a beating! I was quickly and earnest begging for mercy but that was futile. She then used the paddle and then the crop on my butt, switching which of the 3 weapons she used against me, sort of like a symphony of pain. And when I say “butt” I always mean butt and thighs, ouch ouch ouch! She also worked over the souls of my feet with the crop and a bunch of times with the damn rubber band. How can she torture me so much when I’m begging and pleading almost the entire time? She’s a sadist who quite literally laughs at my pain, that’s how.
Whew, that was over and I relaxed my body as she went in another room. It wasn’t over at all. She had grabbed a two-prong serving fork, though I didn’t see it until much later because I was face down on the bed. That forking fork forked me all over, she scraped it all over my skin from just below my neck to the soles of my feet, concentrating on several spots haphazardly. You know that feeling you get when you hear a chalkboard being scratched? It wasn’t like that. It just hurt like hell. It’s like getting accidentally scratched bumping a table or something except it kept going and going and it was done by a sadist who relished causing the pain and screaming.
I was exhausted. She was finally done torturing me while laughing and giggling at each of the new noises I would involuntarily make. She set the fork down and the impact toys had already been put back on the wall peg. But then she pulled out the toy bag. Damn, she wasn’t done! Did I mention that I had a difficult day at work?!
Electrodes on my butt and thighs, repeating pulses of pain which she modulates from quick zaps to solid pulses. She said she loves seeing me jump to the pain. And while that was going on she was constantly whacking the sole of my right foot with the crop, multiple pain points at one time.
Finally it was done, she unfastened the restraints on my ankles and wrists and I curled up into a crying ball. She poked me a couple of times with the fork but then she gave me the best aftercare we’ve ever had, as she held my head tightly against her breast for I think 10 minutes as my sobbing quieted down. Gosh did I love that.
Afterwards, I asked/begged to be able to enter her so she let me do that to provide her pleasure a couple of times although, as I expected, I was not allowed to cum.
So today I started thinking about this. I was required to give a full body massage, required to take a walk when I didn’t really want to from being tired, required to worship her sweaty feet, required to take a 30-40 minute session of agonizing torture, and then I had to sexually service her without being allowed to cum myself.
I feel like I am being taken advantage of.
And loving it!!!!!!! I am loving that my wife takes advantage of me and controls me. If you’ve read my blog before you know that all of the above complaining and whining is actually me recounting tales of joy. Last night I was used and abused by my wife and that is my ultimate lifetime fantasy. I thanked her as we cuddled and I could tell from her reaction that she was tickled pink that she could use and abuse me and I would not just take it, I would love it and thank her for it.
By the way, the chastity I wrote about in my last blog entry ended after 12 days, my longest ever (yes I would like some cheese with my whine). Because of that chore I had forgotten, when my wife returned from being out of town we did have sex in multiple positions but I was not allowed to cum, even after 11.5 days.
Late last night my wife mentioned a web site she saw in which some guys reported being regularly denied orgasm for weeks or even months. I was shocked! <shhh, please don’t tell her that this is not so unusual for many of those chastity guys> 12 days was very difficult for me because it was like going without something enjoyable for a long time and I truly do not have any fantasy or desire for more than several days at a time, truly no joke or double-talk, but I also truly want my wife to have control and I would not get in her way whatever she wanted to do. There really is no such thing as taking her sadism too far unless it is in to areas of limits we have discussed.