[tongue+groove] From vanilla to spumoni

[Tongue+groove]

I don't know yet. Let's find out!"

Looks like it’s time for me to stop encouraging Mrs. G to investigate this forum.

[KnownAsHerbert]

I don't know yet. Let's find out!"

Looks like it’s time for me to stop encouraging Mrs. G to investigate this forum.

Miss Emmie learned a lot on here before we even got a cage.

I have since discovered that she stored and processed all that information and secretly decided what she wanted to do. Then, after the lock was locked, she put it into practice!

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So once again she proves me wrong.

Sitting in my chair reading last night. Listening to the rest playing games and such. Mrs. G on the floor with little dog.

She catches my eye and gives me a quick tongue flick. I’m sure my expression was priceless. With my eyes and caged contents bulging I returned the gesture. Then she used her hand between her legs to give me a quick gesture of her diddling herself.

In a house full of family and Where the hell did this behavior come from?

I held up my thumb and forefinger to indicate just a little and flicked my tongue again. She smiled real big and shook her head no, got up and left me with little dog.

The slightest hint of spumoni and I want a full bowl. She’s absolutely mind blowing.

At least my mind gets blown.

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Family still in the house.. but had a great morning cuddling. Tried to give her a handjob.. she was not receptive. Said I needed to wait till we had our thanksgiving party. We snuggled and I was thankful that I didn’t need permission to touch.

Hopefully the thanksgiving party involves me eating pussy.

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The thanksgiving party started with numerous girly ‘O’s for me. 2 mild warm ups then 2 major uncontrollable followed by aftershocks too numerous to count. Finished with me begging her to stop. It became almost painful. She thought it was hilarious and gave me all sorts of harassment. Said things like, “so you’re not man enough to handle girly orgasms “.

I don’t know that I ever used that term with her, so total shock when she hit me with it. I never knew such orgasms were possible much less so enjoyable and could be so numerous.

Afterwards I was exhausted. I tried to stay aware of her but I was crashing fast. I’m not sure how but she revived me with the opportunity to indulge in her fountain of youth. After she had her fill she told me I had done such a good job that I needed to unlock.

Returning unlocked and about to explode I got on top and she says. No cumming, only touching. Oh I wasn’t expecting that.

She did eventually allow me some piv edging. As usual when she was done she just left me there. She’s been doing this lately. I’m not sure if it’s intentional but recently she seems to have an attitude of discarding me as if I’m of no use to her anymore. It makes me feel like I’m just a sex toy that she’s finished with and of no use until next time. And it makes me so horny for more of her. I will be her sex toy any day.

As she left the room to clean up she said, “ you can play with yourself until I get back, but remember no cumming.”


Whe she returned she snuggled in and said , “now play with it, show how you like to stroke yourself, and no cumming.”

Me: wow I cant remember the last time I did this.
Her with enthusiasm: Now go for it cum for me , now do it come.
Me going nuts jacking off at her command about to explode.

Her: STOP! Wait for it, don’t touch just wait for it.

Then it ruined itself. One small spurt and a few dribbles. I almost started crying.

Her laughing : See I knew you could dribble yourself, you just needed some encouragement. And think about all the energy you have saved.

Me: that was just about mean. After all it has been awhile since I’ve come.

Her: you always tell me how you like the extra energy from not fully coming. This may be your new thing. And realize I still have two more days of holiday. Time to clean up and lockup.

Honestly I have never seen her have more fun and laughter as she did last night. I fall in love with her more every day.

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Haven’t logged in a while. Mrs. G is back to work this week and I took on an electric wiring job. Both been busy and exhausted. Temperature below freezing for the biggest part of the week has been brutal on my fingers. I told her this is my last side gig job, I retired for a reason.

Also been rough because I refuse to wear a metal cage to do electric work. Accidents happen and I’ve seen what happens to boys who pee on electric fences. Last thing I want is to have my manhood grounded to a circuit. Plastic has not been working with my skin so been uncaged for past three days. My new metal nub arrived yesterday. Feels great, nice and secure. I woke last night and realized I had entered herbi space. Oh to be lost in a dark void unable to confirm if I had a penis or not, I think I may feel more at home here.

Mrs. G gave me a reassuring ball rub this morning. She’s happy with me being nubbed again.

It’s the simple things in life.

[KnownAsHerbert]

Feels great, nice and secure. I woke last night and realized I had entered herbi space. Oh to be lost in a dark void unable to confirm if I had a penis or not, I think I may feel more at home here.

She’s happy with me being nubbed again.

It seems as though there are a few of us that 'like' the nub, despite the 'dark void', 'deep vacuum', 'herbi space', or whatever else we want to call that nothingness of a feeling. The 'absent cock' syndrome.

All members of the Nub Club

Although I'm not nubbed this week. It's middle-sized steel for me, the tiny tight one, which incidentally also feels rather like there's nothing there as well.

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Been quite a busy week and haven’t had much time to spend with Mrs. G. I thought for sure she would need all of Saturday to rest up. But last night she told me that she was heading to the shower and that I needed to make preparations. She said I needed to be available to pleasure and relax her. I jumped to my feet and got busy. I hadn’t gotten to lick her sweet spot in about a week or so.

When she arrived with just a towel on I knew I was in business. Then she said I need your help with something. Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy was I excited and already stressing on the nub. She pulled a corset out of her frillies drawer and said can you help me get dressed. She’s never had one before. I got the pleasure of cinching and tying the back. I’ve never seen her round rump look so fine. I think that’s when I started to leak. When she turned to face me, oh what a beautiful spectacle her boobs were. She said she was too bound to put her matching panties on so I had to help her so she could model for me.

I admitted to her that I could blow my load on her ass with just a stroke or two.

Her: you’re such a dirty boy. Besides I have something else for you to do.

So I got to indulge in her fountain of youth and bring to ‘o’ a few times. So very enjoyable and with no hint from her as to anything for me. When she returned to bed she told me to leave the music on. We snuggled for a while the she saw that I got a couple of girly ‘o’s. Those really help take the strain off and still leave me horny.

What a wonderful end of the week.

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So this morning I’m spending a little time reading this forum while on the jon. Here comes Mrs. G and all she says is “ naughty (insert first name) naughty naughty (insert first name). Not even naughty boy, she made it very personal.
Me:what did I do?
Her: you didn’t shake your overalls out yesterday.

I wear overalls daily and some of them require me to roll one cuff up at the ankles. They catch a lot of saw dust and trash.

Me: yes I did, I always do.
Her: then tell me why I have hay and sawdust all over the back porch. Finally a good reason to discipline you.

Me but I didn’t mean to.

Her and don’t even consider cleaning it up. I want you to see what I have to clean up behind you. I want you to think about it all day.

Me: it was an accident I didn’t mean to.

Her: doesn’t matter and now I Have all day to think about how to discipline you. Maybe I’ll bundle up some of that hay and make a swisher to use on your butt.

Me: I don’t think that would work very well.

Her: I didn’t ask for your opinion. I decided what to use and how.

I couldn’t get out of the house fast enough.


After supper, Later in the evening. . . .

Me: ok you win, you’ve messed with my head long enough. Can we get this over with?

Her: get what over with? Oh yeah your fate. that’s not for you to decide, but you may retire to the bedroom until I get there.

Fortunately it didn’t take long for her to arrive.

Me: do I need to get the paddle.
Her: no you would enjoy that too much. And I told you this is my call. Lie back on the bed.

Examining the cage she says . Maybe I can make you cum in your cage, what would that be like?
Me: you’ve done it before and it’s terribly difficult and unsatisfying.

She then proceeded to unlock me. She usually make me do it. I got so tight she could barely get the nub off. Leaving the ring on she immediately engulfed me until I swelled out of her mouth. Pure pleasure and pain all at the same time.

She then rolled me on my side pulled my cock and balls behind me, laid on my closed legs and started to vigorously hand job mefrom behind. I couldn’t cum being in such a bind causing me to enter the most intense series of girly ‘o’s I’ve ever been through. When she was done I just laid there on my back exhausted. Then she layed next to me inverted with her head on my thigh staring intently at my swollen cock.

Her: jerk yourself off for me.

Me: now? After all that? I’m exhausted and you know how I feel anymore about doing it.
Her: I said jerk, I want to watch it spew. And you’re going to deal with it.

I almost gave up the safe word, my cock was sore and tight in the ring, and I have established a real guilt complex this year for masturbating. It took some effort and encouragement from her but I did it. At one point it actually was enjoyable. When I finished I was done for. She had to put me to bed like a staggered drunk.

She does more to my mind than my cock and for some reason I love her for it.

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Random thoughts to to self:

My mind is still reeling from the forced masturbation she mandated last night. Can jerking off be forced? She reminded me just a minute ago that she had told me to stop. I don’t remember that part myself. Which brings me to the last time she did this to me and she managed to force me to ruin myself. And now I am reminded that this may be my new normal.

In some matters I can’t keep up with her. It seems she now fucks my mind more than my cock. Which may not be saying a lot since she seems to be doing piv less and less. Even piv edging has slowed. Over our many years together she has frequently commented that I am too large for her at times and that she is left sore afterwards. Has she found an alternative with chastity that subconsciously she enjoys more?

I’m trying to sort all this out as to is she truly happier with this last 11 months or is she just appeasing me? So back to my original question, can she force me to self pleasure? She does know that I have swore it off diy style. She makes me do it so quickly that there really is no living in the moment. It’s more of a duty jerk than a pleasurable one.

Answer to self:

I guess just about as much as she can force me into anything. As long as my desire to please her lasts, she can force me into anything. After all I did consider my safe word. Maybe I like being forced by her. Her treating me like a sex toy recently has been rewarding in itself.

Note to self: have a heart to heart with Mrs. G about the past year and discuss the next one.

Reminder chastiversary is Jan 11. Just a few weeks away.