I’ve been granted permission to share this update. Generally, my wife doesn’t leave much room for me to report the details of our playtime; she decides everything herself.:) Perhaps other women are letting her in on some of the action here at CM—I’m not sure… LOL!
Things have definitely changed around here. We’ve become quite comfortable with a lifestyle where I get absolutely no release. She tells me I cope admirably, and I feel very secure in my position by her side.
Anne, our girlfriend, lives upstairs in an apartment but spends most of her time off here with us. She seems just as pleased as I am with the arrangements, comfortable with how she fits into the dynamic. Is there any jealousy? No! Thanks to all of us, especially my wife. She is very aware of potential dangers and makes us feel at ease with our setup. May it last forever (it won’t—I have a feeling—but that’s another reason to enjoy it while we can!).:)
Sometimes I’m denied access to the bed, but never right when it’s time for sleep. Yes, I’ve woken up on the sofa and made my way into the bedroom late at night, finding them entangled asleep. But those moments are rare…
I often get to watch while wearing a leash or my special Cock ring (still waiting for that one to become permanent—attached to my quiche piercing). Some stretching has occurred; I’m now 0 gauge! This has prolonged the healing.
Sometimes Anne is the observer, and sometimes we tease each other while my wife remains fully dressed, acting as though she isn’t paying much attention. That feels so hot—for all of us, I think…;-)
In between those moments, we manage to act fairly vanilla, which only makes our scene stronger in my opinion…
I’ve been trained to endure increasing stimulation without losing control. One might expect long-term denial to make it harder over time, but for me, it’s worked the opposite way. I find it easier today to stay out of “emotional Uncontrollable territory” (LOL!). I have accepted and even treasured permanent denial. Along with my ability to mentally project stimulation away, I can last quite a while. However—there are limits! I know my boundaries. When things get close, I’ve always managed to step back in time!
Now that the stage is set, let me tell you about one of my wife’s little games she came up with yesterday.
After a nice dinner and some wine—the three of us on a Saturday night;-)—she announced she needed a bath. I went to prepare it for her. She likes sitting in the tub sipping wine and reading magazines…
When I returned, she had undressed—what a sweet tease, perhaps with Anne’s help! She looked wonderful!! I wanted so much… LOL!
As she passed by me on her way to the bathroom, she gave me a good squeeze with a wicked little smile. Something like: “Both of you join me in the bathroom when you’ve cleared the table. I have a little game for us to play. No need for either of you to undress yet.” Then she continued toward the tub…
Anne and I exchanged looks, clearing the table without saying much, though the tension was noticeable;-)
When we entered the bathroom, my wife asked us to kneel beside the tub, close to her soaped naked body. She then addressed Anne: “Take him to the guest room and do him however you can—see if you can make him beg for mercy! If he begs, you can join me in bed, and he can give the bathroom a thorough cleaning. You have 30 minutes starting now. If you fail, I’ll get all the action tonight, and you’ll handle the bathroom.” Understood?
Wow!! She looked at me intensely: “You know what I expect of you! Just don’t try to slow her down, OK? I know how much you want to please me!”
She was actually wrong… about 30 intense minutes later!! It was the sweetest kind of awfulness;-)
I’m not allowed to write exactly how I am being pleased—that’s my lovely wife’s policy. But guess who entered the bedroom last night and made her go off for the fourth time this year! ME! There were no hard feelings this morning, just amusement and teasing at breakfast. And a very clean bathroom…