Bedroom Closet

Look­ing back over the past sev­eral months I real­ize that i’d spent a lot of time think­ing about my sex­u­al­ity from a sub­mis­sive per­spec­tive.  Ava and I both enjoy play­ing the roles on both ends of the dom­i­nant / sub­mis­sive spec­trum, but left free to wan­der, my thoughts more often float towards the lat­ter.  This feel­ing was enhanced a while back when Ava decided (with­out warn­ing or request) that she would like to take charge.  It was an incred­i­ble expe­ri­ence that’s per­me­ated my fan­tasies and stoked my sub­mis­sive flame quite fre­quently since.  Ava has agreed to explore it fur­ther with me.

Com­pli­ca­tions in our lives have kept this dynamic on the back burner.

This past Fri­day around 4:30 Ava man­aged to get a nap in while I was tak­ing a shower.  When I was done I went into the bed­room to find her sleep­ing.  I laid down naked beside her and dozed off think­ing only of sleep (we’ve been busy).  When we both awoke Miss Ava told me I wasn’t allowed clothes for the rest of the evening.  I went instantly hard; which prompted a few more instructions:

I was allowed to go about my evening’s busi­ness (I had a lot of work to do) but I was to work to keep my cock hard at all times.  When I got up to do any­thing I was to stroke my cock and present it to Miss Ava.  An hour or so of this and I was near orgasm with every touch of my hand or her lips — she liked the teas­ing.  Occa­sion­ally I was made to kiss Ava’s breasts through her shirt (she enjoys being touched through cloth).  Dur­ing the whole evening we were talk­ing over instant mes­sen­ger about my sub­mis­sion (our “ver­bal” con­ver­sa­tion was “nor­mal” evening stuff).  We were also shop­ping for cock rings and gags and dil­dos, which only added to the pressure.

We had din­ner and set­tled down to watch TV.  For the next sev­eral hours I was fon­dled and pushed to the edge again and again until Ava declared that she would like to use me.  In the bed­room I was tied to the bed and after Ava pleased her­self by rid­ing my face, she set­tled onto my cock giv­ing me spe­cific instruc­tions not to cum.

In this I failed.

As Miss Ava wrapped her pussy around me I could feel the orgasm approach­ing way too quickly to stop.  My beg­ging Miss Ava to let me regain con­trol was met with harder thrusts until we came together.  Then I was left tied and alone for a while.

I was used again but able to keep myself from cum­ing this time.  Miss Ava wasn’t happy about my fail­ure to fol­low instruc­tions though and I was flipped over, hands retied, and spanked soundly.  Ava has spanked me this hard before but stopped when she thought I had asked her to stop.  Part of our new agree­ment is that when she is in con­trol she doesn’t have to “check in’ with me any­more.  She thought I needed a harder beat­ing; I got one.  The result was a red, sore, hot ass.

We stayed up a bit longer and I was allowed to put on pajama pants.  I went to sleep that evening hope­ful that Miss Ava got what she wanted / know­ing that I did.

Today it was brought to my atten­tion that I failed in another thing last Fri­day; I didn’t write here as I was told to.  While we were shop­ping online Miss Ava told me to post images of the toys I liked and why I liked them.  I’ve been told that I needed another naked evening as a result.

Once again I am rock hard.

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