u/CallitMercy

Hey everyone!

A few days ago I posted the first session right after the unauthorized orgasm from my husband. The one where I edged him hard, made him count, and left him completely denied ;)
This post continues a few days later, on the 6th day of keeping him needy and desperate:

His last unauthorized orgasm was already a few days ago, and I’ve been keeping him nicely on edge ever since, heating him up again and again, then just continuing with everyday life.
On the 6th edging day he was completely done, and I actually felt a tiny bit of pity for him.
But only a tiny bit… because I absolutely love my whimpering, needy husband 😈😅!
Now it was his turn to get me properly worked up first.
He was allowed to lick and finger me thoroughly until one finger wasn’t enough anymore and I finally wanted his cock.
It was already beautifully hard and swollen, and since I was nice and wet he slid right in.
My favourite position is when I ride him, that way I not only control the pace, I can also spit into his mouth while I’m at it (which my husband particularly enjoys). Plus he can suck on my breasts the whole time. Win-win!
So I rode him properly, kissed him, and spat into his mouth again and again. It didn’t take long until I came 😮‍💨!
Afterwards I like to sit on his face so he can clean my wet pussy nicely. Yummy!
Because he had been such a good boy and held out so well, I was in a good mood.
I started with a very slow handjob. He was still rock hard, almost bursting, and I had to slap his balls several times to make him stay still.
Before there’s even a thought of him getting close to an orgasm, I always bring him right to the edge and then stop again.
Today was no different, I loved watching him twitch and beg as the orgasm got closer and closer.
Since I had already been teasing him heavily the previous days, it didn’t take long until he was truly about to explode.
Normally I edge him a few more times at that point before deciding whether he gets to come or not.
But because I was feeling generous and he had really been obedient the last few days, I decided to grant him a ruined orgasm.
After all, his last one had been unauthorized… and punishment is still needed 🤭🤤
I edged and edged, spat on his cock and balls again and again, gripped him firmly and stroked him hard.
When he finally reached the edge, begging and pleading, I told him:
“You may come… but only ruined.”
You should have seen his disappointed, tormented face. There is no prettier sight 😈😮‍💨
While I kept stroking him hard I asked:
“Do you think you deserve a proper orgasm?”
He said no.
“Why?”
“Because I came without permission.”
“Will you ever come without permission again?”
While asking the last question I put extra effort into the stroking, spat on his cock and balls again to make it even more unbearable. By then he was so close to the edge that he couldn’t get a single word out anymore. He didn’t argue, didn’t beg for a full orgasm, he simply accepted his fate the way I expect from my obedient boy 🙏!
I kept edging him carefully, always stopping right before he could tip over.
Before he could even ask “May I come?” I took my hand away and he got his ruined orgasm.
His cock was rock hard, pulsing and pulsing, and only a pathetic little amount came out.
I told him I hoped the punishment had finally sunk in and that next time he would control himself better.
He promised he would be a very good boy next time and wouldn’t come early again.
His cock was still throbbing, shiny and red.
I told him that to be a good boy right now he first had to clean up his mess, so I put it in his mouth and he swallowed nicely.
He was still rock hard afterwards, so I thought we’d try for a second one.
And look at that, after a short bit of head kneading I soon had him whimpering and trembling under me again, and the second one came almost immediately.
I stopped the stimulation right away so he wouldn’t get a full orgasm.
This new load had to be eaten up obediently as well.

In the end he got two ruined orgasms that day… and still looked anything but satisfied. Exactly how I wanted him. Because I want to keep him nicely needy and desperate for the next few days, after all 😮‍💨!

Hey everyone!
I had promised you updates and wrote down the first session after the unauthorized orgasm but hadn’t posted it yet… soooo… catching up on that right now ;)
Quick note: I had a little help from AI again with the translation into English, but everything happened exactly like this. Pinky promise.

We always start with a massage for me or him pleasing me sexually according to my preferences. After he had finished his part, I remained seated and told him to stand in front of me. I like switching positions, and since I wanted to suck a lot today, this one was especially comfortable for me. 😮‍💨
First I stroked him thoroughly and slowly everywhere… except his cock. Because no! You haven’t deserved it yet! It still got hard quickly even though I hadn’t touched it yet 😅. Then I kissed his groins, his stomach, his hips, moving ever closer to his cock, which by then looked properly swollen. Slowly I kissed my way up from the shaft to the head and lingered a little at the tip to kiss it thoroughly. Then I massaged him a bit more and left him twitching in the air, untouched. I love that sight so much!
Finally I took his cock in both hands and started pumping it the way I like. His hands moved from my shoulders to my head and gently massaged me — and yes, I was in a good mood, so I still allowed that. I kept pumping until his breathing quickened and the orgasm was already very close. Then I stopped briefly and massaged his body. I drove him right to the edge and stopped when he obediently told me he was about to come.
“Are you allowed to come today?”
“No.”
“Who decides whether you may come?”
“You.”
“Who decides how you may come?”
“You.”
“And who does this cock belong to?”
“You!”
Yummy! 🤤
His legs were already restless and his cock was pulsing during the questions. The next edge wasn’t far away. I kept pumping, leaned in with my mouth, kissed him again and spat on his cock. Now it was completely wet and easier to stroke. I focused on the head, massaging it more intensely, faster and faster. He was breathing hard, his knees were getting weaker, his hands wandering over my head and shoulders — then I told him: “Hands behind your back.” He obeyed immediately. What a good boy!
After just a few strokes he was on the edge again, and once more I denied him. Now he was getting more restless.
“Can I come today?”
I almost laughed.
“Were you a good boy yesterday?”
He said no.
“There’s your answer. You were a naughty boy and came without my permission.”
I gave his balls a light slap because he deserved that for asking! He flinched and moaned. His voice became more whiny, he begged and said he was so horny. I replied: “If you’re a good boy for the next few days you’ll be allowed to come — but only a ruined one as punishment.” He was desperate, pushing his cock into my hands and muttering: “Fuck, I’m so horny… fuck.”
I finally took him into my mouth and sucked him properly. He said “Stop, I’m coming!” — and I stopped again and gave his balls another light slap, making him moan. I kept alternating between sucking and handjobs, driving him to the edge over and over. I only stopped when I could feel he was truly struggling hard to hold back the orgasm. Only when he was begging, twitching and whimpering was I very close to my goal, and I savored it fully. Oh hell yes!
While sucking I took him deep, as far as I could — I know that drives him completely crazy 😈. He could barely keep his hands behind his back; they kept drifting toward me. I gave his hands a slap and reminded him of his position. When he said he couldn’t take anymore, that his cock was about to burst and he was suffering beautifully, I told him he still had to endure three more times. He had to count the last three obediently and thank me after each round.
First round: I brought him right to the edge.
“One! Thank you.”
The second usually wasn’t far behind. His cock was so hard and his balls so tight and pulled up that I could barely get a hold of them. He could barely stay standing and I enjoyed watching him suffer. Again I took him right to the edge.
“Two! Thank you!”
The last and third one I really savored. I went fast, then slow again, then fast, enjoying one more time the final surging, the loud moaning, the sweating and trembling.
“Three! Thank you!”
After the last edge he was a wreck 🔥😮‍💨 but he accepted without complaint that he wasn’t allowed to come today. I left him standing in front of me, massaged and stroked him, but kept my word and didn’t pump anymore. If I touched his cock at all it was only very lightly, just to let him come down. I told him how good he had been today and that he had been a good boy — and that because of that I would take care of his balls thoroughly once more today.
I kissed them, stroked, massaged, tugged and sucked on them. His cock was still heavily engorged and hard, but I ignored it as if it no longer existed. That made him helplessly thrust into the air again and again. Not once did he ask me to touch him or continue. I praised him repeatedly.
I kissed his balls, moved lower to his perineum. He became restless again, pushed his ass closer to me and begged me to keep kissing. I kneaded his ass, slowly slid between his cheeks and touched his hole — but didn’t go further. He grew desperate and asked me to touch him there. I refused, because that was his punishment: since he had come without permission last time, his ass would not be stimulated until the next orgasm. He whimpered and apologized again.
“That’s how it is, good boy.”
After massaging him a while longer and his cock slowly going soft, I told him to get on his knees. Now he was at eye level with me. I kissed and licked his nipples, pinched them — that got him hot again. We kissed intensely and I enjoyed the kiss. Then I went back to his neck, kissed and nibbled. His cock was half-hard again.
I looked into his eyes, took hold of his throat and said: “Open.” He obediently opened his mouth. I spat into it. He kept his mouth open and waited for my command.
“Swallow.”
He swallowed and said “Thank you.”
So hooooot 🤤!
His cock was rock-hard again. I felt that was enough teasing for one day. I spat into his mouth one last time; he thanked me. Then I kissed his cock one final time, then the head — and ended the session.
Oh my Goooooood boy!

Hey folks,
I want to tell you about what happened yesterday. It was sooooo damn hot and ended with an unauthorized orgasm that I temporarily forgave because I was so turned on myself. 😅
Please don’t mind if anything sounds a bit off, English isn’t my first language, so I had a bit of KI help translating my memories. But everything happened exactly like this, pinky promise ;)!

His last orgasm was 5 days ago. During those 5 days I kept getting him hard over and over. Sometimes just briefly in the morning, sometimes while driving, sometimes I only whispered something filthy in his ear. One evening I edged him, rode him, and did it again the following morning. He wasn’t allowed to cum, only I was. He was ridiculously horny the whole day after that. And that’s exactly what I love most about edging: when they’re so needy and willing that you feel like you can do absolutely anything with them 😮‍💨🙏
That night we continued. We fucked, he made me cum, and then I edged him several more times. At the end I told him: “Three more edges and then we take a break.”
I stuck to that, then massaged and stroked him afterward.
Suddenly he pushed his ass back toward me, so I started touching and massaging his hole. He had told me previously, he didn’t want anything „inside“ just yet because a couple of weeks ago it felt uncomfortable. So I went very slowly… and realized his hole was already open and wet 🥵 Of course I listened to him and only touched it very lightly. I was so turned on that I played with him a bit more and he stayed rock hard the entire time. Just that alone was already so fucking hot 😮‍💨
Suddenly he started pushing his hips back onto my finger, breathing fast, and said it felt really really good. That honestly surprised me, but it also turned me on so much that I slowly pushed my finger deeper and let him fuck himself on it at his own pace. I thought, okay, if he controls the intensity himself it should be fine 😅🙏.

Then he got wild and faster. He sat up, squatted over my hand and rode my finger while facing me, up and down, faster and faster 😮‍💨😮‍💨 I honestly thought I was losing my mind. Am I dreaming? In 20 years of marriage I had never seen my husband this completely uninhibited, wild and horny!!!! And then he suddenly came… without me ever touching his cock 🤯! Completely without warning! He always politely announces it beforehand, so this completely caught me off guard. He’s such a good boy that he even apologized while he was cumming!!
But that wasn’t the end. I always like playing with the idea of feeding him his own cum, and we’ve often included it in dirty talk… but after he came he immediately wanted his load, so I fed it to him 🥵 I almost came untouched from that alone 😅
I kept my finger in his ass because he was still rock hard, and suddenly he said he was going to cum a second time. Holy shit 🤯 This time I stroked him and let him finish because the whole thing had me so fucking turned on.

Still… he came without permission, even though I was planning to reward him in three days. In that moment I was so satisfied just from watching him that I still keep thinking about it today. But punishment is necessary. So as punishment he gets at least another 5 days of no orgasm, no anal play, and after the next edging sessions + once those 5 days are up, he only gets a ruined orgasm. And only if he stays good until then.
I really hope he stays a good boy… because I absolutely want to try this again 🥵🙏

Hey zusammen, ich bin noch ziemlich neu im Femdom Universum. Mein Mann und ich sind seit 20 Jahren zusammen und hatten über die Jahre hinweg hauptsächlich Vanilla-Sex mit einigen unbewussten Femdom Elementen. Erst als ich meinen ersten Femdom Roman gelesen habe, sind mir all die Parallelen zu dem aufgefallen, was wir schon ganz natürlich gemacht haben.
Jetzt leben wir immer mehr von diesen Seiten aus, ohne es offiziell als Sub/Domme-Beziehung zu bezeichnen. Ich wollte ihn nicht überfordern, deshalb dachte ich, wir tasten uns langsam über ein paar Monate heran und schauen einfach, was passiert. Und wow 😅😮‍💨nach nicht mal einem Monat sind wir schon so weit, dass er gerne auf die Knie geht, um mich zum Orgasmus zu bringen, sich bei mir bedankt, wenn ich ihm in den Mund spucke, sich mehrmals von mir edgen lässt, ohne kommen zu dürfen, und ich ihm weder erlaube, sich selbst anzufassen noch sich zum Orgasmus zu bringen.
Ist er ein braver Junge, bekommt er eine Belohnung, ist er es nicht, gibt’s eben kein Anfassen und keinen Orgasmus usw.

Hat das bei euch auch schon mal jemand erlebt? Dass man sich nach vielen Jahren plötzlich wieder neu entdeckt? Oder war die Dom/Sub-Dynamik bei euch von Anfang an klar? Hat sich das bei euch ganz natürlich entwickelt?
Wir sind für mich noch lange nicht da, wo ich eigentlich mit ihm hinwill, aber ich hoffe sehr, dass er den Weg mit mir gemeinsam geht 🙏

Hey everyone, I’m pretty new to the femdom world. My husband and I have been together for 20 years and mostly had vanilla sex with some unconscious femdom elements sprinkled in over the years. It wasn’t until I read my first femdom novel that I noticed all the parallels to what we already did naturally.
Now we’re slowly living out more and more of these sides without officially calling it a sub/dom relationship. I didn’t want to overwhelm him, so I thought we’d ease into it gradually over the months and just see what happens. And wow 😅😆 within less than a month we’re already at the point where he happily gets on his knees to make me cum, thanks me when I spit in his mouth, lets me edge him multiple times without allowing him to cum, and I don’t let him touch himself or orgasm on his own.
If he’s a good boy he gets a reward, if not, then no touching and no orgasm, etc.

Has anyone else experienced something like this? Discovering/re-discovering this side of yourselves after many years together? Or was the dom/sub dynamic clear from the beginning in your relationships? Did it develop naturally for you?
We’re still far away from where I ultimately want us to be, but I really hope he’ll come along with me on this journey 🙏