My sister had a holiday party to go to and asked me to go as her wing gal. I didn’t tell William that I was going somewhere with my sister, just that I was going out Saturday night. I know that he would likely assume I was really going out with my imaginary lover Vincente.
One of William’s Favorite Things is to get me ready to go out. I decided to take advantage of this and avail myself of an all-day spa day at home. It’s a lot of work for William but he seems to enjoy pampering me and dressing me up to send me out with others. When I awoke Saturday morning I had William give me a long massage to help me wake up slowly and then he brought me my breakfast tray, paper, and coffee. Can you massage my feet why lie 8 and read my morning paper. I let him enjoy a session of kissing and worshipping my feet as well.
Then I watched some TV while William pumiced my feet and trimmed and buffed my nails. Then I had him draw me a bath and bathe me. Then I watched an old romantic comedy on TV Wally did my mani pedi. He got distracted few times and I had to have him remove the Polish to do it right. I told him that I was wearing party sandals and that my nails needed to be done just so.
After lunch I had William give me a long massage to help me relax and settle down for an afternoon beauty nap while William got caught up on his chores. I used my vibrator while William rubbed moisturizing lotion on my legs. I had a nice orgasm which helped me drift off to sleep for my nap.
When I awoke it was time to do my hair and makeup and get dressed. I had William go to the drawer where I keep special lingerie I only wear for Vincente and had him cut the tags off some new pieces I had purchased. I had bought a pair of underpants that tied with bows and let William tie the ties in neat bows for me. I found this item on line.
I also used the occasion to buy a new dress and had him cut the tags off of that and lay it out for me. I found an outfit like this.
William loves to dress me and help me groom to go out. He seems to really enjoy treating me like some kind of princess or queen. William has experimented with doing my hair from time to time and has gotten pretty good with some styles. This time he asked to put a braid in my hair. He braided a ribbon in it that was the same color as my dress and I thought it looked quite lovely.
The dress I chose had a sash that tied in a bow as well, and William asked me why so many bows. I told him it’s because I was Vincente’s Christmas present and he was going to get to unwrap me. This got William very excited and he begged to be let out of chastity. He had been so good at getting me ready and it had been so long for him, that I decided to let him out to come. But I made sure to make him beg for it so it would mean more to him. I also reviewed his post orgasm expectations with him because his attitude and level of obedience trails off so horribly whenever I let him have an orgasm.
His begging was so romantic and so beautiful. He told me what an honor it was to be allowed to serve me, pamper me and dress me. He told me that I am a goddess among women and he feels honored to be allowed the privilege to kneel at my feet and kiss them, which he was doing at that moment. He told me that one of his greatest pleasures was to dress me, and to make me my most beautiful so that others good admire me.
I asked him what his expectations would be if I allowed him out of his chastity cage to have an orgasm. He told me that he knew he would have to work on not becoming moody and withdrawn, and to maintain his attentiveness and obedience toward me.
I told him that I wanted him back in his device immediately after he was finished without complaint. He whined a little and asked if he could stay out for a while. I reviewed with him the reasons why it was important for him to wear his chastity device.
I reminded him that he had initially come to me begging to be placed in a chastity device. He was still kneeling at my feet and I stroked his hair as we talked. I asked him why he had wanted to be in chastity. He said, “Because I had become addicted to masturbating to swimsuit and lingerie catalogs and was playing with myself incessantly”.
“And why did you need my help with this?”
“As a man I had become out of control with my sexual fixations and you, as a woman, have a better temperament and self control to help me.”
“And why was your behavior inappropriate?”
“Because the women in those catalogs are younger than half my age and I need to focus on women my own age, or you.”
“And why was that behavior unhealthy for our marriage and disrespectful to me?”
“Because I was focusing all of my sexual attention on women who were an inappropriate age for a man my age and I was depriving you of the marital sexual relationship you’re entitled to.”
“And and why did you think I was the one who could best help you with your problem?”
“Because, as a woman, you have a more even temperament that is not driven by testosterone and sexually obsessive behavior.”
“And if I allow you a few minutes out of your chastity device to touch yourself and to ejaculate, what needs to happen afterward?”
“I need to immediately go back into my device and work to maintain my same level of obedience and attentiveness to you.”
I told him “very good” and said that he could put my shoes on me and kiss them as he masturbated. I got the key from the lock box and unlocked it. He was so hard I had to tug on his little penis cage to get it off. He immediately wrapped his hand around his penis and just held it. I love the look that he gets on his face when he’s allowed to touch it for the first time in a long while. He gets a look on his face like a little boy who has just discovered his pee pee for the first time.
I had him put on a condom so he didn’t make a mess and stain my new shoes. I set his timer for two minutes. I patted his head as I browsed through a magazine and monitored his timer to call out each interval. He got very excited in the last 30 seconds, afraid that he wouldn’t be able to come before his time was up, but he had no problem. It had been a very long time for him.
After he cleaned up I locked him back in his device. He sighed a big sigh when I clicked the lock shut.
I had him fetch me the bottle of perfume, the fragrance I only wear when I go out with Vincente. I also had him go to the special lingerie drawer that I reserve only for Vincente and had him get my babydoll nightie and had him fold it neatly and put it in a little lingerie bag and slip it in my purse.
I set out some beers for William in the refrigerator as a reward for his good behaviour that day and I left for the party. I gave William a little goodbye kiss on the cheek so as not to smudge my lipstick.
The party was fun. I missed having William there but I enjoyed the time with my sister. I liked her friends and co-workers who were there. I got lots of compliments on my dress and hair.
When I arrived home I stopped in the garage to dab on a bit of the men’s cologne that I use has Vincente’s signature fragrance. I untied the ties to my underpants and slipped them off and put them in my purse.
When I walked into the house I noticed that William was half sleeping half watching TV. I noticed that he had drank much of the beer that I left for him. I also brought home a six pack of an interesting craft beer from a new microbrewery and presented it to William. He asked why I was giving him the beer and I told him that it was a gift from Vincente. I said, “Vincente said that he wanted to say thank you for the wonderful job you did on my hair and nails. He said that I looked particularly lovely tonight and he was proud to have me on his arm and to show me off to his friends”.
This got William very excited. He put the beer in the refrigerator, popped the cap on one for him to drink and followed me to the bedroom. I sat on the end of my bed and William knelt at my feet and was fondling my feet and shoes. He begged to kiss my shoes and feet and I said that he could.
William could smell Vincente’s scent on me and he became very excited. He was kissing my legs in his worshipful manner as he moved up to my thighs and worked his way under the skirt of my dress. He stopped for a moment when he noticed that I wasn’t wearing my underpants. He seemed so excited. Even though he had just had an orgasm earlier in the evening, and had been drinking quite a bit of beer, he had a fairly robust erection straining against his penis cage. He was kissing all over my thighs voraciously and paused briefly to say, “May I please worship at the temple and taste your nectar?” I told him that I was a little tired and that I had been drinking and that I wasn’t sure I could come again, but he begged so sweetly.
I said that he could and he went at it quite deliciously and with his usual worshipful manner. It felt quite nice. At one point he came up for air and bag to come inside me. I pushed his head away and sat up and said, “This reminds me, there’s something I need to talk with you about”.
William was breathing heavily from the excitement but asked what it was. I said, “Vincent asked me to promise him that no other man will ever be allowed inside of me”. William asked, “What did you tell him?”
“I promised him that he would be the only one. He’s one of those men who can’t stand the idea of another man laying his seed inside his woman.” William said, “But I love being inside of you, I want to be able to do that sometimes”. I said, “But Sweetie, you’re usually content to play with yourself or to get a handjob. And one of your favorite things is to be allowed to come between my feet. Vincente says that he’s fine with you doing those things, and he loves what a wonderful job you do of taking care of me and dressing me for our dates”.
William had his face buried between my thighs and begged, “Please please don’t shut me out of being inside of you. I love being able to do that”. I patted him on the head and stroked his hair for comfort and said, “I’m sorry Sweetie, I had to promise Vincente, otherwise I could lose him”.
Then William begged to be allowed to come inside of me one last time. He went back to intermittently kissing me down there and begging and begging to be allowed to come inside of me one last time. I told him what a dilemma it was for me, because it would be breaking my promise to Vincente. Finally, after a lot of begging and voracious kissing and worshipping of my body from William, I told him that I would allow him to come inside of me one last time and that I would just have to explain it to Vincent.
I had William help me off with my dress and hang it up for me and wipe the bottom of my shoes and put them away in their box. Then I told him he could pick one of my sexy nightgowns for me to wear for him. I told him, “I want to make your last time inside of me special so that you’ll remember it for a long time”.
William nodded at the little nightgown that was hanging out of my purse and I told him, “I’m sorry Sweetie, you know I can’t wear that one for you. You’ll have to pick a different one”. He rummaged through the lingerie drawer where I keep my nightgowns and found one he liked and he help me on with it.
William was kneeling upright on the bed and tugged on his chastity device, pulling the lock in my direction, and said, “Can you get the key now?” I said, “Well let’s do a little more foreplay on me before we get the key”.
William was very excited and went back to pleasuring me with his mouth and generally worshipping my body with lots of kisses. After a while, I stopped him and got the key from the lock box. He was trembling as I worked the tumblers of the combination and he trembled even more when he heard the jingle of the keys when I removed them from the box. He was trembling so much that I had trouble getting the key into the keyhole of the lock and had to have him lie down on his back. I removed the cage from his chastity device and had him remove the back ring so it wouldn’t be uncomfortable while we were making love. His erection was not as robust as it had been earlier in the day, presumably because of his earlier orgasm and all the beer he had to drink.
I handed William a condom and said, “Here, you’ll have to wear this”. William asked, “A condom why?” I said, “That way, when I confess my broken promise to Vincente, I can at least tell him that you didn’t lay your seed in me. That’s a big deal for him”.
William reached to slip off the underpantie from my nightgown and I raised up so that he could slip it off. I sucked on his penis to make him really hard. Even with my best effort, he didn’t seem to get his hardest. I told him that he could come inside of me and he kissed me down there one more time and thanked me for the privilege of being allowed inside the temple. He slipped inside me and it felt pretty good, even with as much as I had to drink that evening. I think the alcohol helped me relax and make things go a little easier.
William went at it very enthusiastically but he wasn’t that hard. After a minute, he seemed to lose his erection. He just didn’t seem able to get fully erect because of the earlier orgasm he had and all of the beer he drank. I felt him become flaccid and I gave a little Kaegel squeeze and his penis popped out. The condom fell off and I told him he could leave it off. I worked on him with my hand for a minute to help him get hard again and invited him back in.
Once he was in, I said, “Are you in sweetie?” he said he was and I said, “Oh I couldn’t really tell if you were inside of me or not. I think I’ve gotten larger down there recently”. This really seemed to turn him on and I could feel him get a little harder inside of me. That amazes me that something like that wood turn a man on.
He seemed very excited and I kept whispering in his ear, “That’s right Sweetie, we have to make this time special. I want your last time inside of me to be very special”. This seemed to make him very excited and I could feel him get a little larger inside of me each time I whispered it in his ear.
We went at it for quite a while and he seemed to have a hard time staying inside of me and coming. I kept whispering in his ear, “That’s right baby make it special, make your last time special”, and that seemed to help him stay harder and keep going.
In spite of all of this excitement, he never seemed to be his hardest. Finally it seemed like he was about to come and just then he pulled back to have a deep thrust, and when he did, his penis popped out and he ended up ejaculating on my thigh. He tried to enter me again but he was already going soft and was unable to re-enter me. He moaned and collapsed. I said, “Congratulations, Sweetie, you came!” He said, “It wasn’t very much”. I said, “That’s okay Sweetie, the important thing is that you got to be inside of me one last time and you came. Hopefully this will give you something fun to remember. From now on, maybe this can be a nice memory you’ll have that you can masturbate to. And, another good thing is that I can tell Vincente that you didn’t come inside of me. That will make it a little easier for him to accept”.
Then I said, “Be a dear and get my vibrator and I’ll have an orgasm too, and you can kiss and worship my feet if you like”. William asked if he could worship and kiss my behind instead so I rolled on my side and pleasured myself with my vibrator while he kissed and worshipped my behind.
When I was finished, I started to drift off to sleep and then I became aware that William was rubbing on himself trying to masturbate. He wasn’t having any luck getting hard again. Then I said, “What needs to happen now Sweetie?” William stopped playing with himself and said, with a tone of resignation, “I need to go back into my device”. I told him that was right and had him get his chastity device and put it back on. When everything was in place, I had him present me with the lock and I clicked it in place. Then I said, “You have certainly had a lot of action today. Hopefully this will hold you over for a few months”. “A few months?”, William said, and I said, “Yes, the holidays are over and it’s time for us to get back to a routine”. I could hear the lock clacking against his chastity device as William tugged on it and then we drifted off to sleep.