Cuckolding by Mistress Wife - Devoted Husband, part 9
Thursday, October 26 2000 10:23 p.m.
Same day, more details...
Well, my mistress came home around 8:30 tonight. I got her a glass of soda, and I sat at her feet while she kicked up the footstool on the recliner and relayed some of the details of her afternoon with William.
I was wrong in my earlier post - she didn't have three orgasms, she had FOUR!! I'm hoping she'll allow me to worship her tonight, but I doubt it after having four orgasms. I didn't want to ask her if she "wanted me" tonight, though; I was afraid she'd say no.
Basically, he fucked her twice, but only came once. She said they spent a lot of the time cuddling and talking about everything under the sun, from football to day care.
Cassie said she did talk a little about me. She told him, "I love him, and he's a good husband, but he's my slave. That's how I've come to see him, and I can't change that after all these years."
William said when I first sent my response to his ad, explaining our marital situation, he didn't believe it. He said he's received a bunch of responses to his ad that turned out to be guys just looking for cyberporn, and he thought my letter was more of the same.
He also said he was VERY happy that he finally found a real couple in a mistress/slave relationship. As he told me during our first correspondence, he's very much turned on by this whole thing.
I guess I was moping around a little when my mistress first got home, because she got angry with me. "Why are you sulking around, acting like, 'poor me,' when you should be happy that I just had a wonderful time?!!?" she yelled. Of course, she's right. But I couldn't help feeling a little sorry for myself...
She looked so radiant...so IN CHARGE, in a way only a confident woman can be. She had this blase' look on her face, like a queen or something...a female lion, complete with mussed hair (it wasn't a total mess, but you could tell her 'do had been messed up). She KNOWS she is totally in charge of our household. She sees all this as her due.
Anyway, she's in the bedroom watching TV right now...I think she's going to want me to do her feet tonight, at least, because she said she lost a stocking in the hotel room, so she walked around the mall with only bare feet inside a fairly new pair of shoes. She said her feet hurt. (BTW, while at the mall, she bought two red pairs of panties, a green pair, and a black bra.)
Well, wish me luck! Maybe my mistress will want me to worship her tonight. If not, I'm still a happy slave.
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Friday, October 27, 2000 1:18 a.m.
Of course, I had to thank my wife's lover...
Sir, I would just like to say thank you for pleasing my mistress today. She was very happy when she got home tonight, as she deserves to be.
I hope you enjoyed your afternoon with my mistress, sir. Last night, before I went to bed, I ironed her clothes extra carefully, so she would look good for you. I don't know if you noticed, but my mistress's creases were SHARP!!!
My mistress didn't allow me to worship her tonight, because she said she was too woren out from being with you. However, she did allow me to give her a foot massage, and she even let me kiss her pussy. I hadn't seen how she'd shaved it for you; she shaved last night, and my mistress didn't want me last night. But, when I saw her pussy tonight, it looked utterly beautiful, and I was grateful she allowed me to kiss her there.
Then, Mistress told me I could play with myself while I looked at her pussy. She said I could cum, but I would have to say, "thank you, Mistress," while I was cumming. She put her foot on my head, which she often does while I play with myself. I made sure to thank my mistress while I was having my orgasm. Then, when I was finished, she rolled over and went to sleep.
Thank you very much once again....
Sunday, October 29 2000 12:50 a.m.
Another report to William...
Well, sir, I can tell winter is near, because ‘tis the season when my mistress has me worship her with my head under the covers.
That's what she did tonight. She had two orgasms, and I was very happy to be allowed to spend so much time between my mistress's legs. I haven't worshipped her in four or five days, and her beautiful pussy tasted divine, sir.
While I worshipped her, my mistress watched an interracial gang-bang movie. She had two very powerful orgasms tonight. Then, she rolled over and went to sleep. She did allow me to kiss her butt while I played with myself, for which I was very thankful.
Sir, my mistress looked very beautiful tonight. Earlier, we went to a Halloween party, and my mistress dressed up as a witch. She put on heavy, heavy makeup to go with the costume, and she looked very sexy. When we got home, she wore a black Harley Davidson tee-shirt to bed, with her red lace panties. The combination of heavy makeup, a black motorcycle tee-shirt and red panties gave her sort of a slutty look (I hope my mistress will forgive me for saying that, but I must tell the truth!).
Also, Mistress spent some time last night whipping me with both the crop and the new cat we got at the last party. The cat makes a lot of noise, but the crop hurts twice as much! She really hit me hard tonight, sir...I still have a few welts as a reminder. As far as being able to take it...well, I did pretty good, except once when she hit me really hard and I whined for a second.
That's tonight's report, sir. I hope it pleases you...
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Sunday, October 29, 2000 4:15 p.m.
Cuckold thoughts on a Sunday afternoon, as shared with the group...
Hello, all. I'm sitting home alone, with only my thoughts and my old flea-bitten dog to keep me company.
No, Cassie isn't holed up in a hotel room somewhere, getting her brains fucked out - she's out grocery shopping. Yes, dominant, cuckolding wives DO go grocery shopping. I handle most of the chores around the house; in fact, I do ALL the cleaning and ironing. But she does more than her share of the chores - the stuff she LIKES to do, like grocery shopping, cooking and doing the laundry. (How anyone can enjoy laundry is beyond me, but she doesn't mind. If she didn't want to do it, she'd simply add that to my list of chores, believe me!!)
Anyway, I signed onto the 'Net, hoping I'd find a response from William to a report I sent him last night. As usual, though, there was nothing. Cassie says he shouldn't have to be bothered with responding to me, and I guess I understand.
I tell you, having to write these reports every time I spend time with my wife is very, very humbling. If you remember, it was William who ordered me to email a report to him every time I licked my mistress's pussy.
I can just see him now, reading these emails and chuckling to himself...then deleting the file and going on to other things. As I said earlier, he almost never responds to my reports, although he told Cassie he does enjoy them. He told her, "it's like I'm right there in the room with you." I feel the same way; I can't even worship my mistress without having to make mental notes about what I should report. And Cassie said she also thinks about the fact that I'm going to be reporting our activities...so, my wife's lover is permeating even our private time together.
It was a stroke of genius on his part; it makes us all think of each other, even when we're not together.
On another front...it's strange, but feel I'm slowly losing my ego. It's what Buddhist monks and others train themselves to do - lose their sense of self - and it's something that's happening to me, at least on a sexual plane.
Most men pride themselves on their sexual prowess...but, in a culture where sex is King, I have no sexual prowess. I might as well not even have a penis, as far as my wife is concerned. She's even said a few times, it's like I've been castrated.
Last night when I was under the covers worshipping my mistress, I was thinking about something Cassie said to William when we were in a hotel room together a few months back. I was licking her then, too, and she joked to William, "this is the only sex he ever gets - if you want to call this sex."
To which William replied, "Well, Bill Clinton says it isn't."
It was a good, off-the-cuff joke, but the statement is still true: I don't think you could call what I do "sex."
Perhaps it's a matter of semantics, and six months ago, I would've probably said so. However, since William came into the picture, I now know what REAL sex can be - the fluctuation from animal aggressiveness to tender kissing, hugging, and stroking; the subtle power exchanges, the give and take; the enjoyment of both body and soul; the striving by both partners to please the other...THAT'S what sex is.
What I do is a far cry from that. I'm like a human vibrator or something. My mistress snaps her fingers, and I unobtrusively crawl between her legs and lick her pussy, and she forgets about me. Hell, I don't even get the pleasure of licking her pussy to orgasm; 99 percent of the time, she'll let me lick her pussy for awhile, then she'll move her hand down and push my head out of the way - the signal for me to twist my neck around sideways and put my tongue in her asshole. She cums that way: by playing with herself while I give her a rim job. It's a rare treat for me to be able to worship her pussy until she reaches orgasm. So, even that basic pleasure is denied.
Throughout the entire process, not a word is said to me, unless my mistress orders me to change the movie, or get her another drink. Although she doesn't like me staring at her while I'm licking her pussy, I do sneak a peek up at my mistress from time to time...I'm so jealous of her, lying back with one arm comfortably resting on the pillow above her head, while she holds the remote control in the other hand...that totally superior, blase' look on her face. I often find myself wishing I'd have been born on the yin side of the universe, instead of constantly toiling under the yang. How must it feel?
It's been so long, I've forgotten what "normal" sex feels like. I've forgotten what it feels like to be in bed with a woman who wishes to please me. The tender, feminine touch of a lover is now a foreign concept.
And, of course, as the old joke goes, a blow job is out of the question. When I was young, I dated women who would give me oral sex...but it's been so long, I've totally forgotten what it feels like. And it's maddening, of course, to watch how much Cassie ENJOYS pleasing William that way. If I wasn't such a wimp, I'd be receiving that kind of sensual pleasure from my wife. Instead, I have to watch as another man enjoys what she won't give me.
It really makes me feel embarrassed to hear William describe how good my mistress sucks his dick. From my vantage point at the foot of their bed, I CAN SEE HOW GOOD SHE IS WITH MY OWN EYES!! God, I've never seen a more beautiful sight in my life: My wife with a big, black dick in her mouth...her alabaster hands resting on his dark torso...her long, silky, light-brown hair cascading across his thighs....damn, I'm getting horny!
Let me shut up now, before I have an accident.... : )
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Monday, October 30, 2000 3:02 a.m.
Another report to William...
Sir, here's my report from Sunday night. First of all, my mistress was in a bad mood. I don't know why, but whatever I did seemed to annoy her. I tried to serve her as best I could, but nothing seemed to work. My mistress was very hard to appease tonight, sir, and she slapped me hard across the face a couple times when I did something to displease her. Mistress told me she knew she was being hard on me...but that's her right, so I just kept my mouth shut and tried to accommodate her.
I think she was happy with the way I worshipped her tonight, though - in fact, I know she was, because she said so. She came twice, watching yet another gangbang movie. She wore a burgandy shirt she'd worn during the day, and light green panties.
My mistress was kind enough to show me some attention tonight, too. After she had her orgasms, she teased me, sticking out her tongue and pretending to give a blow job. "Can you imagine that?" she asked with a wicked smile on her face. "Can you even imagine what that feels like? Of course you can't."
Just watching my mistress got me all excited and I guess that pissed her off, too, because she slapped me hard across the face. "You ARE imagining it!" she said. "How dare you imagine your mistress sucking your little dick!!!"
As I said, she was in a petulent mood tonight, sir!!!!
Then, when my mistress was tired of teasing me, she rolled over on her side, with her legs tucked under her, and told me to give her a rim job. She grabbed my hair and pushed my face deep into her ass, and I tried my best to give her a good rim job, while she kept pushing my nose deeper and deeper.
She told me to hurry up and cum, because she didn't want to be bothered with me. So, with my nose and my tongue buried in my mistress's ass, I played with myself and came. Then Cassie went to sleep.
That's tonight's report, sir. I hope it pleases you...
p.s. Mistress and I were talking earlier tonight, and I told her if you can possibly get away for one night within the next couple weeks (on the weekend), I would be happy to set up a surprise evening for the two of you. I never did give you guys the "birthday present" I said I would, and I would be honored to really go all-out to make the evening special, with little surprises you might enjoy, like candles, champagne, and anything else I can think of that would please you.
You two can go out and have a nice dinner, and when you get back, I can have lots of things ready that will make your lovemaking a more erotic experience. I don't know...it's just an idea. Cassie told me to run it by you, and see what you said, sir...
Saturday, November 4, 2000 3:26 a.m.
Good morning, sir...I worked very hard to please my mistress today. Earlier in the day, I scrubbed the bathroom until it was spic and span. I then cleaned my mistress's bedroom. (Mistress is such a SLOB!!! : ) She just throws things everywhere and counts on me to come clean up after her - which, of course, I always do.
Anyway, Mistress was very happy when she got home from work and saw much I'd done around the house. I always feel so proud when I get praise from her!!!
My heart jumped for joy when she called me into the bedroom at around midnight. I gave my mistress her usual foot massage, then I worshipped her while she read a Variations.
Mistress had a HUGE orgasm, sir, then she told me to kiss her ass while I played with myself. Well, after just a few minutes of that, my mistress had a second orgasm, and this one was bigger than the first. My mistress came - without even touching herself - while I gently kissed her butt. Then she gave me permission to play with my "little dick," as she calls it. I had my orgasm while my mistress went to sleep.
That's my report for tonight, sir. I hope it pleases you.
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Sunday, Nov. 5 2000 9:00 a.m.
Good morning, sir. Today I have two reports for you - one from last night, and another encounter this morning.
Last night, my mistress called me into the bedroom at around 1 a.m. She was feeling particularly mean for some reason, sir. She put her red panties on my face and teased me. She even put her mouth near my dick - so close, I could feel her breath!!! She likes to tease me like that, and tell me how she'll never put her mouth on my dick - but how she LOVES giving you oral pleasure.
Then she told me to stand at the foot of the bed and she whipped me with the black riding crop. She really hit me hard a couple times. Afterward, she said, "you can tell William in your report that I got that ass good."
Then, my mistress started playing with her pussy with the handle of the crop. It looked very erotic, sir, with the black leather and silver-tipped handle moving in and around her beautiful pussy.
Finally, she told me to put in her favorite movie and lick her. I stayed down there for a very long time, and my mistress had two of the biggest orgasms I've ever seen. My neck is still very sore, because of how violently she was bouncing up and down. But I have to keep my tongue in her ass while she's having her orgasm, no matter what. Early on in my training, I moved my head and my mistress was furious! Let me tell you - I've never made that mistake again!!!
After Mistress came down from her orgasm, she told me she was going to sleep, and that I could cum if I wanted to. But I was tired, so I fell right asleep.
Then, this morning, we woke up around 8:00, and my mistress asked me if I came last night. I said no, and she told me I could touch myself. She started playing with herself, too, and the next thing you know, my face was again between my mistress's legs.
Well, her orgasm this morning was probably bigger than the ones last night! I don't know why, but for the past week or so, my mistress's orgasms have been stronger than usual.
My mistress told me later that while I was licking her, she was fantasizing about you and her in the Schvitz or at the swingers' dance. She said the idea of doing nasty things in front of other people really makes her hot!!! So does the prospect of watching others in action.
Anyway, after my mistress came, she rolled over and told me to give her a rim job while I played with myself. I did as I was told. Finally, I asked if I could cum, too. She said yes.
Within seconds, I ejaculated. Then I thanked my mistress for allowing me to worship her.
She said, "you're welcome, c.w. - now go get me a glass of pop."
Well, sir, that's my report for the day. I hope it pleases you.
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Tuesday, November 7, 2000 2:08 p.m.
Hello, sir...Sorry I'm a little late reporting my encounter with my mistress last night. My sleeping schedule is out of whack, because I have to work all night tonight. I probably won't get off work until 4 or 5 in the morning.
Anyway, my mistress had me worship her last night while she read a Variations mag. I don't know what's gotten into her lately, but she has been having really big orgasms over the past few weeks. She had another big one tonight.
Last night she wore my favorite nightgown, a pink silk teddy. She looked so sexy, sir...as you would say: "DAYUM!" : )
After she had her orgasm, Mistress hit me in the leg with the wood back-scratcher a number of times. I think I'm definitely getting better at taking pain, sir, because I hardly winced. My mistress told me she was proud of me.
She's probably going to start her period in the next day or so, so I won't have anything to report.
But, this is my belated report from Monday night, sir. I hope it pleases you...
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Wednesday, November 15 2000 9:12 a.m.
Good morning, sir. I only have a few minutes before I go to work, but I wanted to report that Cassie is off her period, and I got to worship her last night. She was wearing a red silky nightie, and she looked pretty as usual. She was a little angry with me, because I was lying on the couch when she got home, and I hadn't cleaned the house. Consequently, she told me I couldn't play with myself, and after she had her orgasm, she went to sleep. So I'm very horny as I'm writing this! Hopefully, she'll let me cum tonight...I'll make sure I get the house cleaned when I come home from work.
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Thursday, November 16, 2000 2:25 a.m.
Hello, sir. Tonight, my mistress allowed me to worship her again. She had two orgasms, and the second one was amazing...she kept cumming and cumming for probably a full minute. I couldn't believe how long her orgasm was!
I was good, and I cleaned the house today when I got home from work, so she allowed me to cum after she was satisfied.
I hope she'll allow me to worship her again tomorrow.
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Saturday, November 18, 2000 3:38 a.m.
Good morning, sir...earlier tonight, I worshipped my mistress, and her pussy tasted wonderful as usual. She was feeling a little chilly, so she had me go under the covers while I pleasured her with my tongue.
My mistress gave me a big treat tonight - she put my dick right up against her pussy! Of course, she was just teasing me, and she didn't allow me to put it inside her...but, still, it was the closest I've come to fucking my wife in nearly a year!
Sir, I must confess...sometimes, I want so badly to be able to fuck my mistress - but she says I'll get spoiled if she lets me. She maintains that she doesn't want me as a lover; she continues to hammer home the point that she just doesn't see me sexually the way she sees other men. After all these years, she says she couldn't take me seriously if I tried to take control and fuck her. She'd probably laugh at me.
And, as I've said before, the last few times she DID let me try to fuck her, I kept going soft, anyway. I guess after all this time of being subservient to her in the bedroom, I've become intimidated by her sexuality.
Oh, well...as you know, being denied like this turns me on - although sometimes I wish it didn't. I will always envy guys like you, who know how to give a woman a good fucking.
Well, sir, that's my report. I hope it pleases you...
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