Intercourse Imperative

I’ve been begging my keyholder/wife/Mistress to allow me to make love to her. She’s consistently refused to let me out of chastity for that. And she is quick to point out that because tiny (her name for my cock) is so small there wouldn’t be anything in it for her. For the past week or so I have been pleading and groveling hoping to change her mind.

Often I get myself so worked up and in such a physically desperate state that I’m fondling her and rubbing myself up against her, even humping her with my caged genitals. To her it looks really pathetic as I lust at her like a horny animal. Sometimes I’m left crying, defeated with frustration. She just laughs at me.

It’s quite humiliating and she really enjoys that part. Having me locked in inescapable chastity 24×7 gives her all the power, and she employs it effortlessly. Recently she taunted me by leaning over the kitchen table to “read the newspaper”. She pushed her lovely ass out right up against my caged crotch.

I put my hands on her hips and daydreamed of sliding my cock inside her warm, wet, waiting pussy. The thought of feeling my erection against her insides drives me crazy with desire. She ignored me as I spent long, frustrating minutes grinding against her. I should be embarrassed, but I can barely contain my need for release.

She completely ignored me for a good long time. Eventually she turned around, looked me over, and burst out laughing. I was utterly humiliated. “You look so pathetic, you know that?” I lowered my head in shame and replied “Yes, Mistress.” She kept on laughing.

She has only let me inside her twice since Thanksgiving. And since we are both hoping that I will have SRS (sexual reassignment surgery) within a few years, I’ve realized that the clock is ticking. Someday soon I won’t even have a cock. That will be great in it’s own way. But it also means there is only a limited amount of time for this husband to have intercourse with his wife.

It seems she has come to a decision about this recently. “I will let you cum inside me on one condition,” she explained. I patiently listened. “If you are snippy, grumpy, short, mean, or anything like that afterwards, then it will be the very last time you will be inside me, ever.” I was speechless.

“What’s the matter?” she asked. I was still collecting my thoughts, so she continued: “You know I don’t like it when you act pissy after you orgasm, so I’m not going to stand for it. I’m serious about this. You have to promise perfect behavior afterwards, or it will never happen again.”

I pointed out that we might disagree about what constituted a violation. She was clear: “I will decide, there will be no arguments, and that’s final.” I was feeling pretty helpless. I asked how long afterwards I was expected to behave perfectly. She thought about it and said “four days”. I gasped, but nodded silently.

As I pondered all this, she said “You don’t have to agree. It’s up to you.” I responded with “But if I don’t agree, then I don’t get to cum inside you ever again.” She smiled, and just said “Yup!” My heart sank and my mind was reeling. She was totally serious about all this.

I honestly don’t know if I can meet her expectations about my behavior. I’ve seen it clearly for myself after my rare orgasms over the last six months. After a male orgasm I am more moody and less cooperative. I tend to complain more and get upset more easily. I don’t like it, but it just happens. And it’s consistent and noticeably worse after an ejaculation.

So as much as I hate to admit it, she’s right. My behavior afterwards isn’t very good sometimes, and she’s got a right to expect better — or to withhold whatever is causing the problem. In this case, giving up my male orgasms and intercourse with her does in fact result in better behavior from me. I can’t deny it.

I want to cum inside her so very much. Yet I really am worried that I will get moody afterwards. It feels out of my control. I suppose I should be able to control it. And I desperately want to make love to her. Emotionally I’m just so freaked out by this dilemma.

Intellectually, the choice is obvious: agree and have sex. Then work really, really hard for four days to act nicely. That’s the only way forward, and the possibility is that there might be more intercourse in the future.

But I feel genuinely scared that I’ll slip up, even one little bit. Then it’s over, permanently. She’ll never permit tiny inside her again – ever. I can barely stand the concept. But I don’t see that I have a choice, really.

I’m going to agree soon. I plan to make it special: candles, music, oils and massaging, going slow and enjoying the sensuality of her sexy body. I want to drink it all in and savor every inch of her and every moment. I know I’ll orgasm quickly, and I don’t want it to be over in the blink of an eye. It literally may be the last time.

So, dear reader, you think you want a dominant female to lock you up and exert 100% control over your penis? Be careful what you ask for. This isn’t a fantasy of mine, this is my real life.

1 Comment

  1. Torture!


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