God yes! Such sweet, sweet, aching denial when you really think that this is the time!
lol nice turnaround!
It was an unconventional therapy, but their sexless marriage was on the verge of a complete breakdown, and they both recognised they needed something radical to get it back on track.
A friend had given them her card, with a knowing smile and an extracted promise. ‘No one must ever know I gave you this. We never talk about it, you never ask about it. Deal?’
How mysterious, but that friend’s marriage had looked rocky a while back, and something had transformed it. Maybe it was worth a go. What the hell was Edging Therapy anyway, even Google didn’t know.
The first session was relatively straightforward, talking about their situation, until it got to her asking about their sex life in the most intimate detail. The questions she asked, but also the way she asked them – her arousal was obvious, and infectious. Making them describe their first encounters, their most memorable moments, what they were best at, what they enjoyed most.
‘I’m going to masturbate while you talk. In five minutes i’m going to ask you to do the same,’ she announced, and to both their astonishment, without the slightest embarrassment, she spread her legs, lifted her short skirt and slipped her fingers down between her legs, slowly masturbating through her sheer lingerie.
The topic moved to masturbation, how natural it was, asking about both their experiences. She slipped her fingers inside as the wife described her first times touching herself, and to her husband’s surprise, how regularly she did it now.
The therapist looked at her watch, sliding her hand to her mouth and nonchalantly sucking her juices off as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
She leaned in to the wife, ‘Show me, show me what you do. I want you to masturbate, right here and now for me. This is an absolutely essential to this working, I know it’s difficult, but I just did it, you can too. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, this is how my therapy works, so if you’re serious about wanting to fix things, reach down and masturbate.’
And much to her own surprise, she did. Hesitantly, but she was already aroused, the questions, the frankness, seeing another woman doing it, right there in front of them.
She turned to the husband, whose eyes were wide, ‘I assume you’ve never watched her do this before?’
‘I had no idea,’ he stuttered. ‘I didn’t know she ever did it, let alone so often. This is mindblowing.’
She quizzed him on his habits, and he tried not to look at his wife as he confessed just how often, and where, he would jerk himself off, every day.
‘You want to masturbate too, watching her?’ she asked.
‘I do, I really do!’ he replied, glad she didn’t make him confess any more.
‘Well you can’t. Let me make this very clear right at the start.’ She looked at them both, pausing. Her hand moved to his crotch and she squeezed.
‘I control this cock. It’s the very core of how I’m going to fix your marriage.’
‘This cock is my property while you’re in my care, is that clear? Do both of you understand?’ She turned to the wife. ‘Until I say otherwise, you are not allowed to touch it, rub it, suck it, or fuck it. Yes?’
‘Y..yes, okay. If that’s what we need,’ the wife said.
He snorted, ‘It’s not like she was anyway.’
The therapist turned to him, ‘And you, are you willing to let me control this?’ she rubbed his rigid cock through his pants.
‘If she’s okay with it, then fuck yes. I’m in!’
She made them both say it, she was in control. Not just of his cock, but their entire sex life. They would do what she told them, and most importantly, neither was allowed to cum without her permission.
‘No cumming, is that clear? Let me hear you say it,’ she insisted.
‘No cumming,’ they both replied, uncertainly.
‘Are you close to an orgasm right now?’, she asked the wife. She knew she was. ‘Do not cum, do you understand? If you do this will all be for nothing. Instead, slow down, and watch, and enjoy.’
The therapist slowly undid the husband’s zipper, she smiled to herself as she saw the sparks of lust ignite in the wife’s eyes. This was going to be an easy one. She kept looking at her as she pulled out his erect cock, playing with the slippery precum before lubing it up and stroking more vigorously.
She didn’t need to say much at this point, the edging would do its work. It always did.
He didn’t take long at all to get to the edge, she’d have to work on that. She shifted her attention to him, keeping him there. Making him focus on his wife, as she masturbated, watching.
‘Tell him what you want right now’, she told the wife.
He nearly came right then as he heard his wife express how desperate she was for his cock, the things she wanted to do to it, things he’d only dreamed of. And then it was his turn, in the most crude of terms telling his wife how desperate he was to fuck her, to use her, to be inside her again.
And then her hand stopped, right on the edge, one more stroke and he’d have cum.
‘You stop too,’ she told the wife. ‘That’s it, you’re both done for today.’
They both protested, but the therapist was abrupt and in command. ‘I said that’s it, this is edging, just look at how it’s already affected you, and we’re only just beginning.’
She reiterated to the wife that his cock was not to be touched, and then turned to him. ‘You too, no more wanking, it stops now.’
His wife exclaimed, ‘There’s no way he can manage that, you heard how often he jerks off.’
‘I know, that’s why he’s going to wear this,’ the therapist replied, opening a box on the table.
‘I’m going to lock up his penis in a cage that only I’ll have the key to. And you,’ she looked to the wife, ‘If you can’t control yourself I’ve got something similar to put you in, but for now, it’s just him who’ll be locked up.’
‘What the fuck? I’m not putting my dick in that!’ he whined.
‘Well that’s up to you, but if that’s the case then I’m afraid our sessions end now. But before you decide, just think. How much do you want this? How much do you want her to look at you again the way she did just now?’
‘I, I want that more than anything.’ He looked like he was suddenly going to cry.
‘Because right now, you’re selfishly draining all your sexual energy, jerking off whenever you want. And she needs it, you both need it, this marriage needs it. And it’s a habit you won’t break, without this. So, will you wear it, for three days, for the sake of your marriage, for the sake of her?’
‘I will, yes of course I will.’
Before he had time to change his mind she slid him into the steel cage, locking it and putting the key in her desk.
‘Shit that’s tight, there’s no room to grow at all!’ he exclaimed.
‘It’s better that way, it hurts, less, when you do try to get hard. Here, read this.’
She gave him a sheet with aftercare instructions, and how to handle the times it tries to get hard.
In the meantime his wife had moved close, right next to him for the first time. Staring at his cock, now encased in tight steel bands. ‘Oh my god, I think I want it even more now it’s behind bars!’
‘Welcome to edging therapy both of you. You’ve had a taste, and you’ve done wonderfully. No strict rules, yet – except one, which is?’
‘No cumming!’ they laughed together.
The magic was already working.
Original picture is of Mistress T – photoshopped source unknown
Wow. How have I not reblogged this before?!
I want you to come in the shower with me and wash me.
I want you to run your hands all over me, and I want to hear you whimper as your dick gets crushed by that tight steel chastity device.
I want you to feel my soft skin, and groan as your balls are pulled hard by the ring behind them. I want you to be in agony and ecstasy at the same time.
I want you to realise that this is all of your dreams coming true, but also an utter painful nightmare.
I’m going to relax as you pamper me, and you’re going to be going through heaven and hell.
Caption by http://clickthelock.tumblr.com
Wow, that’s intense!
Of course you want to masturbate. That’s why I have to keep you locked in chastity.
Now get your face between my thighs and focus on *my* pleasure.
I was wondering when this would happen, and it has. Lovehoney’s got on the Black Friday bandwagon, hurrah.
As it says below, the deals change three times a day. I’ll keep an eye out for particularly good ones but I thought you might like to know about it too. Here’s a banner I blatantly stole from their email to make me look professional.
Right now the US site has my favourite rechargeable bullet vibe reduced from $40 to $27.99, which is a bargain.
You can read more about it on our recommended sex toys page
If you find a good deal post it in the notes so people see it!
There’s also an additional 20% off if you buy two vibes (get a wand, a WAND I tell you – $40 off atm) and that should stack with Black Friday prices (US and UK only, maybe?)
Plus 20% off for buying two bondage items too, but it’s not a huge range included. I guess that might change every day? Dunno. Right now the male crotchless latex open leotard is included…
…and I was wondering what to wear for Christmas with the in-laws
I was just going to post about this but I’ll steal this one instead as I’m loving the leotard, lol
I had a quick browse and the 3 inch extender that we really like is currently half price (and it’s the one that vibrates, fancy!!!) £35 reduced to £17.50 but that might end at 6pm I guess?
And in general they’ve got a 25% off if you buy two extension or enlarging toys, which could be useful!! lol
‘I know it aches, but I like big cocks and this makes it bigger, doesn’t it! Yes it’ll get smaller when we take it off so we’ll just leave it in there for now, I like how it looks. It doesn’t matter you can’t touch it, you weren’t going to cum anyway.’
Regarding the leotard though, no thanks BUT on our friend Emma’s advice we did buy a pair of cut out briefs:
and they honestly look so hot with him in a cage too. it just sticks out so perfectly when caged through the hole. It’s the only male ‘sexy undies’ that I’ve ever found remotely erotic. They’re in the 20% off bondage sale mentioned above.
If hubby ever has cause to wear a kilt he is TOTALLY wearing these underneath!
I wonder sometimes… what it would be like to experience this. I mean, not just the token effort to get me ready for the main event, but rather what it might be like to *be* the main event. Not simply a few strokes and then furious clit flicking, but long sensuous licks as if the taste of me is something so exquisite he wants to go slow to savor each drop. Not the recipient of what he’s learned from porn, but what it might be like to be gifted with efforts born of attentiveness to my responses. Not feeling awkward like it’s something he feels he has to do, but to hear him say he craves knowing what I taste like.. or oh… being tied, spread wide and feeling the heat of his tongue trail up my thigh, tease along my slick folds, push up through from my hole to the clit that is standing proud and swollen, just begging for contact. Not feeling his frustration that I haven’t cum yet, but being able to stop thinking or trying and just enjoy his talented mouth on my most intimate of places. I wonder what it might be like to receive feeling secure that he wants to be right there as much as I wish him to be. You know? ~dd
Send him this and you’ll find out:
Oh and if he doesn’t get it right, try his cock in a cage until he does…
When you can’t cum from just g-spot stimulation, so that’s all he gives you.
She had promised her husband that if a cock came through the glory hole while she was waiting for him to get to the first place in the line, she wouldn’t suck it.
Technically she kept her promise…
The two wives had got to know and trust each other as they shared the joy of caging and teasing their respective husbands. But they still both struggled with being too nice, letting them cum too often, and always regretting it when they did.
So they devised a plan. The first to let her husband cum would have to wear a chastity belt for two weeks.
Guess who just lost…
Her husband thought it was very hot, until he saw the look in her eyes and she said to him, ‘You think I was mean when I got you licking me all the time? You just wait to see who ends worse off now I don’t even get that!’