Treat them like dogs, and they quit acting like one. I know, as I have treated my husband of thirteen years with no respect, and humiliate him whenever possible. Like dogs all they really want is for you to play with their penis, and get them off. Once off they want nothing more than to be lazy.
We started playing with bondage before we were married, and my husband liked me always playing with his penis. I quickly found out that locking a pair of handcuffs around the base of genitals, and then making him play with me was far more exhilarating, and pleasurable. Thus began our period of my genital control of him. I started telling him I wanted it to be my penis, and if I couldn't own it I would have to look for one I could. This planted the seed for me to not only own his, but to start him thinking and fanaticizing about me having sex with other men.
We subscribed to Variations magazine, and there were always plenty of stories, not only about dominant women, but wives having sex with other men with their husband's knowledge. I started reading these aloud while my husband would lick me for about an hour, and I would have three to four orgasms slowly slide in and out. I have always come best from my husband's tongue.
We started neglecting one another after three years, and I was no longer locking his genitals. I think all couples go through this phase, and this where most marriages fall apart. Most go through extensive counseling, or end in divorce. Neither appealed to me.
If men's penises are not taken care of they will wander as my husband did once. He had a one-night affair with a neighbor down the street. What was worse I found out about it from her. That's when his locking genital ring went on permanently. I was real coy about it as I initiated sex, knowing his love of my bondage oh him, and once tied down I locked it on. I then confronted him about his affair, and he meekly admitted what I already knew. I told him the genital ring was permanent from now on if he wanted to remain married to me. His little pecker had dipped it's last anywhere out side our marriage. He so quickly agreed, and me being mad about it, I told him, that since he had hidden his affair, from now on I would be free to have sex with who ever I chose, and I would be up front about it and tell him all about it. I had him so beaten down he could only nod in agreement. I mentioned having his penis pierced so he could not have sex with another woman, but he said the genital locking ring was enough, as he would be to embarrassed for anyone to see it.
This began his masturbatory phase that lasted two years. He was always after me for sex and catered to me well, except after he had come, so I started using his tongue more, and not allowing him sex, but I did start using my nice big dildoe to plunge in and out while he serviced me. This was the best sex I had up to now. The big dildoe was twice as long and twice as thick as my husband's little dick.
Just for fun I held it up next to his, told him to make his as big, and hard as my always-faithful dildoe. I let him beat off until I thought he was ready to come, made him stop, and compared them. He was still about half the size. I told him that was it, he would no longer be allowed in me except on our anniversary and Xmas; He just couldn't please me like a big one.
I came home from work early one day, and instead fixing dinner he was masturbating in the bathroom to a copy of Variations. The article he was reading was about a wife that made her husband earn his orgasms. I took it away from him and made him stop and start dinner. A few days later I read an article that had a mention about a female chastity belt, and I thought about my husbands chronic masturbating. I thought why not leave the magazine out again and catch him once more, then incarcerate his penis for my control and use only. A simple bent tube locked on would work.
I laid a trap and he took the bait. I caught him penis in hand again just three days after I had already caught him. I ordered him to make the tube along with a belt and leg straps for his genital ring and his reward would be I would allow him sex with me. He worked on it for about a month. After inspection and checking the keys, I installed the belt and new genital ring, and then tied him to the bed. I rode his little dick and he came before I could even get started as I was working my clit in a feverous fashion. I was pissed, and told him so, that my pleasure always came first, now he would still have to please me. He looked at me with a bewildered puppy dogs face. I scooted up and turned around facing his feet and mounted his face as his come began dripping out of me. I took a firm grip on his balls just in case he had any objections.
As he licked away I thought about all those years he had came in me and rolled over and went to sleep, when all I had to do was get him started cleaning me afterwards. I could have been the one who rolled over and went to sleep no more wet spot! I came and sank down with my full weight upon his face. Resting a few minutes while he lazily licked me out of what ever was still in me, I decided it was time. I installed the cock tube and locked it in place.
I was a little worried at first and often checked it to make sure it was not going to hurt him, and I allowed him to masturbate for me once a week. I soon settled into a routine where if he were good he would be allowed the tube off and could masturbate with one hand free into my palm once every two weeks, and only on Sunday night. Before unlocking his other hand from the ankle cuffs I demand him to lick my hand clean. He has gotten use to this rule but was stubborn at first and I had to let him just sit there and out wait him. Me comfortable and him not, kneeling in front of me looking at my palm full of his ejaculate. At first it took him about forty minutes to succumb, he knew I could out wait him, and gave in and licked my palm just like a dog, clean.
I didn't starting having sex with other men until about seven years into our marriage. I am the perfect trophy wife, fun at parties and always having men cater to me, not to mention having a good job. A great figure that's a little top heavy, a pretty face, and that's why men are always after me.
He is correct about me being proud of the males I can get into bed, and showing him the trophy or proof that I have indeed done what I have described to him in detail. Telling him all about my affairs not only gets him very excited but makes more subservient as well. The freedom to have sex with a man I am attracted to, and knowing my husband will remain forever faithful, and love me even more for it is what its all about for me.
To get horny all over again telling him about the great sex I just had, as he kneels before me, and then take his head, open my legs and nestle his nose to my clit, as I work his ears to make him lap faster. Often if I come again from his service I push out more white juice and I like the power of looking at it ooze out of me and telling him he knows what to do!
I wrote this to clarify what my husband had corresponded, as some of you thought he should get out of our marriage, Now you know the whole story, that he was the first to have sex outside our marriage. He is very happy with where I keep him in my life, It's his place, and he fits it perfectly.
Venus in Angora
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