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Recently my wife and I have been watching Merlin, we watched The VVitch (finally), I’ve been reading Wizard of Earthsea, and she read Slewfoot not too long ago. All to say, we’ve had a magical and spooky inclination recently. She especially loves that old religion kind of magic to do with celts and druids shown in Merlin. Less Satan worship and more dark green religion + fairies. So, after the other night when she edged me under candlelight, I began crafting up the idea of making her a spell book.

It’s easy enough to find a witchy notebook and slap some runes/magical letters in there, but I want to go all in. I plan on doing quite a bit of research on how to construct spells and maybe do some of my own world building that makes sense for us. I think I’ll make the spells in old english and try to make them both easy to read and sound sexy if I can. Where I’m really struggling is the actual content. What I have ideas for so far is:

A spell of binding : Used to bind my hands or limbs, etc.

A spell of blinding : She gets nervous sometimes, but it helps when I close my eyes.

A ritual for manifestation with an orgasm as sacrifice or as a vehicle of will out into the world.

A ritual to harvest my sexual energy for her own (edging or ruin, something like that)

I have a few other tinges of ideas but can’t seem to make them feel good in my head. I think a big reason why I’m so stuck is because I’m already so devoted to her, spells around simple requests or devotion seem a little superfluous for us. But I want to spend a long time on this and really work on it to be ready in a few months or so when it’s the middle of fall. I’d like the spells to feel like new tools for her to use if she decides to. Tools to help her feel more confident as my domme and feel powerful.

I’m curious to hear any ideas y’all have for spells, rituals, or bonus content that could be fun to add into the book. It doesn’t even have to be something you think would apply to my wife and I specifically. Any idea is helpful and I just need some starting points. I ultimately want the book to have around 5-10 spells and a few rituals. I plan to make it read like a book of magic that some seductress witch might write. I plan to illustrate it too and use some sort of rune or script, so if your ideas come with an idea for an illumination it gets bonus points.

If it helps, our kinks are: chastity, edging, worship, pegging, light CBT, choking, spit, face sitting, service topping, body jewelry, and now I guess sorcery.

Recently my wife and I have been watching Merlin, we watched The VVitch (finally), I’ve been reading Wizard of Earthsea, and she read Slewfoot not too long ago. All to say, we’ve had a magical and spooky inclination recently. She especially loves that old religion kind of magic to do with celts and druids shown in Merlin. Less Satan worship and more dark green religion + fairies. So, after the other night when she edged me under candlelight, I began crafting up the idea of making her a spell book.

It’s easy enough to find a witchy notebook and slap some runes/magical letters in there, but I want to go all in. I plan on doing quite a bit of research on how to construct spells and maybe do some of my own world building that makes sense for us. I think I’ll make the spells in old english and try to make them both easy to read and sound sexy if I can. Where I’m really struggling is the actual content. What I have ideas for so far is:

A spell of binding : Used to bind my hands or limbs, etc.

A spell of blinding : She gets nervous sometimes, but it helps when I close my eyes.

A ritual for manifestation with an orgasm as sacrifice or as a vehicle of will out into the world.

A ritual to harvest my sexual energy for her own (edging or ruin, something like that)

I have a few other tinges of ideas but can’t seem to make them feel good in my head. I think a big reason why I’m so stuck is because I’m already so devoted to her, spells around simple requests or devotion seem a little superfluous for us. But I want to spend a long time on this and really work on it to be ready in a few months or so when it’s the middle of fall. I’d like the spells to feel like new tools for her to use if she decides to. Tools to help her feel more confident as my domme and feel powerful.

I’m curious to hear any ideas y’all have for spells, rituals, or bonus content that could be fun to add into the book. It doesn’t even have to be something you think would apply to my wife and I specifically. Any idea is helpful and I just need some starting points. I ultimately want the book to have around 5-10 spells and a few rituals. I plan to make it read like a book of magic that some seductress witch might write. I plan to illustrate it too and use some sort of rune or script, so if your ideas come with an idea for an illumination it gets bonus points.

If it helps, our kinks are: chastity, edging, worship, pegging, light CBT, choking, spit, face sitting, service topping, body jewelry, and now I guess sorcery.

Disclaimer: I truly love and appreciate just about all parts of chastity and the different forms it can take. Denial, SPH, prejac, cuck, helping make pegging better all of it is great and so hot. When my wife and I have the time to be constantly edging me, we lean more into a pitifully horny, could bust at any moment, prejac like dynamic. I turn into a leaky mess. However, when we’re both a bit busier and I’m not edged all the time, my stamina doesn’t really take much of a dip, and typically I have pretty good stamina. I don’t see too many posts about submissive himbos being used to masturbate then being locked back up and denied, so I thought I’d share a bit of what it’s like for me and my wife’s dynamic when we have less time.

Some context, skip next 3 paragraphs if you just want the juicy part:

We got really lucky. My wife (f23) and I (m24) are super compatible sexually and we’ve explored over 5 years so many different kinks and fantasies we each had. She’s small and has a petite but womanly figure, much like a greek statue of old. She loves loyalty and worship (well deserved) and although she didn’t start out as the dom in our relationship, through trust and devotion to her every wish, she found her voice and we pretty naturally fell into a femdom dynamic. I’m pretty average hight but well muscled and plenty strong enough to toss her around. I started as more of a soft dom in our relationship, but as we explored and learned each other and ourselves, we found that every bone in my body was dedicated to service. I was just service topping the whole time without realizing it. My top priority was always to understand what gave her pleasure and to offer a great sexual experience for her.

A year and a half ago I brought up chastity. At this point she was already in control over my orgasms but I was honestly bad about abstaining from edging and often failed. I thought chastity would mostly be a tool for myself to keep disciplined while I was home alone, but within a week or so she was holding my key, and within a month it was a core part of our daily routine.

I’m locked just about all of time now. My wife unlocks me to play, clean, and also for healthy sleep each night. She loves to wake up to my morning wood and I’m the most horny in the mornings. We often go on a run in the morning too which always quadruples our buzz of ravishing hunger for each other. Usually locking me back up before she leaves for work is a bit of a chore because it’s so easy for me to get hard while I put the ring on even after all this time. We’ll lock me up, make out for a few minutes, then go on with our horny slightly unproductive day.

Yesterday I wrapped up my work project a few hours early and was home alone for a bit. I hopped on reddit and scrolled some porn for a while, just aching in my cage (we both use porn, it has been discussed, she knows, don’t worry). I was so horny by the time she called to let me know she was on her way home from work and we’d have an hour before dinner with our friends. Now we don’t really do quickies and her post-work decompression time is usually around 30 minutes. So I decided to put away my horniness for later and played some games while she was on her way home. When she got home, she went to the bathroom first, and I kept playing for just a few minutes. When she came and said hey to me she was already naked.

She grabbed my chin and pulled me onto my feet and into a greedy kiss. Her breath was hot and I could smell on her skin that she was already turned on and that she was ovulating. She lifted her leg up a bit, running it up the outside of my thigh, I took the queue and grabbed her by the ass, picked her up, and walked us over to the bed. Her hand slid to my neck and she choked me as I left my mouth open for her to lick and suck on my bottom lip, both of us breathing heavily now. She climbed off of me and said “close the door, take your cloths off”. I did as I was told, then came and leaned on my knees on the side of the bed. She was already pulling her necklace with her key off and she brought my cock to her with a hand underneath my balls.

She was pulling her sex machine out of the closet, her dildo out of the shoebox, she was having her lady in waiting fetch her favorite concubine from the stables. I was her plaything, her choice of instrument to maturate with that day. I was her slave, as I always am. It was my job to perform, to make her cum, to be her porn, and to help her leave the stress of the day behind. It made me so fucking horny.

She pulled the barrel lock out and the cage off. She left the cock ring on but told me to rotate it so it was smooth where it would be rubbing against her. It took me maybe 5 seconds for my dick to go from the maximum my cage allows to fully erect. She didn’t even touch it. She was just laid back slightly on her elbows, her breasts heavy and rolled towards the sides, her hips wide as she sat, and her pussy was glistening and flush. Her eyes gave me a needy, hungry look, and I was enchanted. She wrapped one hand around my cock, her middle finger and thumb couldn’t quite meet. She slid her thumb up to the tip and she searched for my precum. A few strokes and it was there for her.

“I want you to put on a condom, and make me cum in missionary as much as you can, but pull out before you get too close”. She said this while still slowly stoking and staring at my dick.

I leapt to action and hurriedly put on my condom, grabbed the lube and a towel. She had moved some pillows together and was elegantly laid back, legs spread. I applied a generous amount of lube since this was far less foreplay than what we’re used to. I kissed her thigh, I kissed her neck, I kissed lips and she devoured me. I positioned myself to thrust into her and I rubbed my head up and down her pussy for just a moment, then plunged in about 4 inches. I was testing for her bodies reaction, seeing how ready she was for the pounding I was about to give her. At this point I was so turned on, and all her signs were green. She was hot, and wet, and pliant, and moaned as I went in. I gave her the other half of my length and picked up a slow deep rhythm.

To both our surprise, she was already so worked up it only took about 30 seconds for her to have her first orgasm. She pulled me down on top of her and I breathed heavily by her ear. I picked up speed and put my weight down on her. I used the rebound of the bed to fuck her deep and fast. Her moans became more unregulated and she was pulling her legs back further to adjust the angle. I was the her sex machine, rhythmic, consistent, and steady. She melted under me and her body was so desperate. Fuck I was getting so into it. The last time I had cum was over a week ago, a ruined orgasm after long edging. She felt so good and my animalistic horny brain was creeping in like a starved man sitting down at a feast. I sucked at her earlobe and licked her neck. She tasted like sweat and perfume.

After her next orgasm, I lifting my upper body away from her and shifted my whole body forward. Her head was closer to my chest now and her eyes were transfixed on my cock thrusting in and out of her. This new position allowed me to go lower and deeper toward her tailbone, loosing a bit of pressure directly on her g-spot, but increasing pressure and depth overall. She reached her hand around my waist and grabbed my ass flexing into her. She set the rhythm she wanted and was pulling me in as deep as I could go. Dildo from her shoebox indeed. She was masturbating with my whole lower half. Fucking herself just how she needed it. Her hand ran up from my ass to my back and I stayed the corse she had set me, keeping stroke and speed, until she spasmed and came again. Her nails gripped into my back, but I just kept ploughing away, tending to my duties with care and vigor. I love feeling so objectified and so prized at the same time. Like her favorite stallion, she takes for an evening ride.

She came twice again in that position and after the second I could feel her squirm just a bit, uncomfortable to stay there. I pulled out to reapply some lube and she devoured me again. She filled my mouth with her tongue and pawed at the back of my head and neck. She had been starving too. Our primal horny buzz was so thick and needy.

Another generous amount of lube and this time I pulled one of her legs up across my chest and over my opposite shoulder. With one hand I held her hip and with the other I pressed on her stomach using my thumb to rub in small circles on her clit. I fucked into my own hand through her. I didn’t press hard with my hand, but I could feel my dick moving inside of her and she came again under me. I gave her a moments rest from the pressure and my rubbing, just so when I started again she would have another surge.

“Fuck I’m gonna squirt” she said pleadingly, half a moan, and I didn’t deviate a thing. I kept hitting her with the same stroke, pressure, and rubbing. Her hand flew down and she gripped the sheets. Her hips went stiff and her belly pressed out. I could hear her squirt a dribbling wet orgasm. Not a geyser, but a waterfall, and each thrust glided in easier and easier despite how tight her pussy was squeezing. I could feel myself getting close too, but I stilled my mind and tended to my task. I pulled her other leg up as the tension left her and her body sunk back into the mattress. I lifted her hips in the air now, legs together, one of my arms gathering them and the other supporting her arch. This always makes her cum so hard, and she didn’t take long. I just kept fucking and fucking, focusing on anything except my cock and the building pressure there.

Finally I felt her little hand tap on my arm. I slowed and let her hips rest back on the bed. I slid out of her, pulsing and rigid. 20 more seconds and I would have had to pull out anyways. Her eyes were closed just barely and her brows curled up almost in a question, like someone deep in a dream. I leaned over and kissed her forehead and her shoulder. I took off my condom and she looked down, watched me stroke my cock, and precum spilled from the tip. This is one of our favorite parts and I had stayed so hydrated for her all day. I leaked and she rubbed it around my head, pulled strings with it, and said “fuck baby”.

I helped her settle down. I stroked her hair, kissed her hips and tummy, and I grabbed her some water. I carried her to the bathroom and put her towel in the dryer to warm. I made sure she peed and that she didn’t pass out while showering. When she was clean and satisfied, she locked me back up and we made out again. My starving horny self was right there, desperate for the next course, buzzing still, but the concubine in me saw my empress was done and happy, and I was satisfied. My cage was tight and secure again, the rest of my precum leaked into my boxers.

Disclaimer: I truly love and appreciate just about all parts of chastity and the different forms it can take. Denial, SPH, prejac, cuck, helping make pegging better all of it is great and so hot. When my wife and I have the time to be constantly edging me, we lean more into a pitifully horny, could bust at any moment, prejac like dynamic. I turn into a leaky mess. However, when we’re both a bit busier and I’m not edged all the time, my stamina doesn’t really take much of a dip, and typically I have pretty good stamina. I don’t see too many posts about submissive himbos being used to masturbate then being locked back up and denied, so I thought I’d share a bit of what it’s like for me and my wife’s dynamic when we have less time.

Some context, skip next 3 paragraphs if you just want the juicy part:

We got really lucky. My wife (f23) and I (m24) are super compatible sexually and we’ve explored over 5 years so many different kinks and fantasies we each had. She’s small and has a petite but womanly figure, much like a greek statue of old. She loves loyalty and worship (well deserved) and although she didn’t start out as the dom in our relationship, through trust and devotion to her every wish, she found her voice and we pretty naturally fell into a femdom dynamic. I’m pretty average hight but well muscled and plenty strong enough to toss her around. I started as more of a soft dom in our relationship, but as we explored and learned each other and ourselves, we found that every bone in my body was dedicated to service. I was just service topping the whole time without realizing it. My top priority was always to understand what gave her pleasure and to offer a great sexual experience for her.

A year and a half ago I brought up chastity. At this point she was already in control over my orgasms but I was honestly bad about abstaining from edging and often failed. I thought chastity would mostly be a tool for myself to keep disciplined while I was home alone, but within a week or so she was holding my key, and within a month it was a core part of our daily routine.

I’m locked just about all of time now. My wife unlocks me to play, clean, and also for healthy sleep each night. She loves to wake up to my morning wood and I’m the most horny in the mornings. We often go on a run in the morning too which always quadruples our buzz of ravishing hunger for each other. Usually locking me back up before she leaves for work is a bit of a chore because it’s so easy for me to get hard while I put the ring on even after all this time. We’ll lock me up, make out for a few minutes, then go on with our horny slightly unproductive day.

Yesterday I wrapped up my work project a few hours early and was home alone for a bit. I hopped on reddit and scrolled some porn for a while, just aching in my cage (we both use porn, it has been discussed, she knows, don’t worry). I was so horny by the time she called to let me know she was on her way home from work and we’d have an hour before dinner with our friends. Now we don’t really do quickies and her post-work decompression time is usually around 30 minutes. So I decided to put away my horniness for later and played some games while she was on her way home. When she got home, she went to the bathroom first, and I kept playing for just a few minutes. When she came and said hey to me she was already naked.

She grabbed my chin and pulled me onto my feet and into a greedy kiss. Her breath was hot and I could smell on her skin that she was already turned on and that she was ovulating. She lifted her leg up a bit, running it up the outside of my thigh, I took the queue and grabbed her by the ass, picked her up, and walked us over to the bed. Her hand slid to my neck and she choked me as I left my mouth open for her to lick and suck on my bottom lip, both of us breathing heavily now. She climbed off of me and said “close the door, take your cloths off”. I did as I was told, then came and leaned on my knees on the side of the bed. She was already pulling her necklace with her key off and she brought my cock to her with a hand underneath my balls.

She was pulling her sex machine out of the closet, her dildo out of the shoebox, she was having her lady in waiting fetch her favorite concubine from the stables. I was her plaything, her choice of instrument to maturate with that day. I was her slave, as I always am. It was my job to perform, to make her cum, to be her porn, and to help her leave the stress of the day behind. It made me so fucking horny.

She pulled the barrel lock out and the cage off. She left the cock ring on but told me to rotate it so it was smooth where it would be rubbing against her. It took me maybe 5 seconds for my dick to go from the maximum my cage allows to fully erect. She didn’t even touch it. She was just laid back slightly on her elbows, her breasts heavy and rolled towards the sides, her hips wide as she sat, and her pussy was glistening and flush. Her eyes gave me a needy, hungry look, and I was enchanted. She wrapped one hand around my cock, her middle finger and thumb couldn’t quite meet. She slid her thumb up to the tip and she searched for my precum. A few strokes and it was there for her.

“I want you to put on a condom, and make me cum in missionary as much as you can, but pull out before you get too close”. She said this while still slowly stoking and staring at my dick.

I leapt to action and hurriedly put on my condom, grabbed the lube and a towel. She had moved some pillows together and was elegantly laid back, legs spread. I applied a generous amount of lube since this was far less foreplay than what we’re used to. I kissed her thigh, I kissed her neck, I kissed lips and she devoured me. I positioned myself to thrust into her and I rubbed my head up and down her pussy for just a moment, then plunged in about 4 inches. I was testing for her bodies reaction, seeing how ready she was for the pounding I was about to give her. At this point I was so turned on, and all her signs were green. She was hot, and wet, and pliant, and moaned as I went in. I gave her the other half of my length and picked up a slow deep rhythm.

To both our surprise, she was already so worked up it only took about 30 seconds for her to have her first orgasm. She pulled me down on top of her and I breathed heavily by her ear. I picked up speed and put my weight down on her. I used the rebound of the bed to fuck her deep and fast. Her moans became more unregulated and she was pulling her legs back further to adjust the angle. I was the her sex machine, rhythmic, consistent, and steady. She melted under me and her body was so desperate. Fuck I was getting so into it. The last time I had cum was over a week ago, a ruined orgasm after long edging. She felt so good and my animalistic horny brain was creeping in like a starved man sitting down at a feast. I sucked at her earlobe and licked her neck. She tasted like sweat and perfume.

After her next orgasm, I lifting my upper body away from her and shifted my whole body forward. Her head was closer to my chest now and her eyes were transfixed on my cock thrusting in and out of her. This new position allowed me to go lower and deeper toward her tailbone, loosing a bit of pressure directly on her g-spot, but increasing pressure and depth overall. She reached her hand around my waist and grabbed my ass flexing into her. She set the rhythm she wanted and was pulling me in as deep as I could go. Dildo from her shoebox indeed. She was masturbating with my whole lower half. Fucking herself just how she needed it. Her hand ran up from my ass to my back and I stayed the corse she had set me, keeping stroke and speed, until she spasmed and came again. Her nails gripped into my back, but I just kept ploughing away, tending to my duties with care and vigor. I love feeling so objectified and so prized at the same time. Like her favorite stallion, she takes for an evening ride.

She came twice again in that position and after the second I could feel her squirm just a bit, uncomfortable to stay there. I pulled out to reapply some lube and she devoured me again. She filled my mouth with her tongue and pawed at the back of my head and neck. She had been starving too. Our primal horny buzz was so thick and needy.

Another generous amount of lube and this time I pulled one of her legs up across my chest and over my opposite shoulder. With one hand I held her hip and with the other I pressed on her stomach using my thumb to rub in small circles on her clit. I fucked into my own hand through her. I didn’t press hard with my hand, but I could feel my dick moving inside of her and she came again under me. I gave her a moments rest from the pressure and my rubbing, just so when I started again she would have another surge.

“Fuck I’m gonna squirt” she said pleadingly, half a moan, and I didn’t deviate a thing. I kept hitting her with the same stroke, pressure, and rubbing. Her hand flew down and she gripped the sheets. Her hips went stiff and her belly pressed out. I could hear her squirt a dribbling wet orgasm. Not a geyser, but a waterfall, and each thrust glided in easier and easier despite how tight her pussy was squeezing. I could feel myself getting close too, but I stilled my mind and tended to my task. I pulled her other leg up as the tension left her and her body sunk back into the mattress. I lifted her hips in the air now, legs together, one of my arms gathering them and the other supporting her arch. This always makes her cum so hard, and she didn’t take long. I just kept fucking and fucking, focusing on anything except my cock and the building pressure there.

Finally I felt her little hand tap on my arm. I slowed and let her hips rest back on the bed. I slid out of her, pulsing and rigid. 20 more seconds and I would have had to pull out anyways. Her eyes were closed just barely and her brows curled up almost in a question, like someone deep in a dream. I leaned over and kissed her forehead and her shoulder. I took off my condom and she looked down, watched me stroke my cock, and precum spilled from the tip. This is one of our favorite parts and I had stayed so hydrated for her all day. I leaked and she rubbed it around my head, pulled strings with it, and said “fuck baby”.

I helped her settle down. I stroked her hair, kissed her hips and tummy, and I grabbed her some water. I carried her to the bathroom and put her towel in the dryer to warm. I made sure she peed and that she didn’t pass out while showering. When she was clean and satisfied, she locked me back up and we made out again. My starving horny self was right there, desperate for the next course, buzzing still, but the concubine in me saw my empress was done and happy, and I was satisfied. My cage was tight and secure again, the rest of my precum leaked into my boxers.

Disclaimer: I truly love and appreciate just about all parts of chastity and the different forms it can take. Denial, SPH, prejac, cuck, helping make pegging better all of it is great and so hot. When my wife and I have the time to be constantly edging me, we lean more into a pitifully horny, could bust at any moment, prejac like dynamic. I turn into a leaky mess. However, when we’re both a bit busier and I’m not edged all the time, my stamina doesn’t really take much of a dip, and typically I have pretty good stamina. I don’t see too many posts about submissive himbos being used to masturbate then being locked back up and denied, so I thought I’d share a bit of what it’s like for me and my wife’s dynamic when we have less time.

Some context, skip next 3 paragraphs if you just want the juicy part:

We got really lucky. My wife (f23) and I (m24) are super compatible sexually and we’ve explored over 5 years so many different kinks and fantasies we each had. She’s small and has a petite but womanly figure, much like a greek statue of old. She loves loyalty and worship (well deserved) and although she didn’t start out as the dom in our relationship, through trust and devotion to her every wish, she found her voice and we pretty naturally fell into a femdom dynamic. I’m pretty average hight but well muscled and plenty strong enough to toss her around. I started as more of a soft dom in our relationship, but as we explored and learned each other and ourselves, we found that every bone in my body was dedicated to service. I was just service topping the whole time without realizing it. My top priority was always to understand what gave her pleasure and to offer a great sexual experience for her.

A year and a half ago I brought up chastity. At this point she was already in control over my orgasms but I was honestly bad about abstaining from edging and often failed. I thought chastity would mostly be a tool for myself to keep disciplined while I was home alone, but within a week or so she was holding my key, and within a month it was a core part of our daily routine.

I’m locked just about all of time now. My wife unlocks me to play, clean, and also for healthy sleep each night. She loves to wake up to my morning wood and I’m the most horny in the mornings. We often go on a run in the morning too which always quadruples our buzz of ravishing hunger for each other. Usually locking me back up before she leaves for work is a bit of a chore because it’s so easy for me to get hard while I put the ring on even after all this time. We’ll lock me up, make out for a few minutes, then go on with our horny slightly unproductive day.

Yesterday I wrapped up my work project a few hours early and was home alone for a bit. I hopped on reddit and scrolled some porn for a while, just aching in my cage (we both use porn, it has been discussed, she knows, don’t worry). I was so horny by the time she called to let me know she was on her way home from work and we’d have an hour before dinner with our friends. Now we don’t really do quickies and her post-work decompression time is usually around 30 minutes. So I decided to put away my horniness for later and played some games while she was on her way home. When she got home, she went to the bathroom first, and I kept playing for just a few minutes. When she came and said hey to me she was already naked.

She grabbed my chin and pulled me onto my feet and into a greedy kiss. Her breath was hot and I could smell on her skin that she was already turned on and that she was ovulating. She lifted her leg up a bit, running it up the outside of my thigh, I took the queue and grabbed her by the ass, picked her up, and walked us over to the bed. Her hand slid to my neck and she choked me as I left my mouth open for her to lick and suck on my bottom lip, both of us breathing heavily now. She climbed off of me and said “close the door, take your cloths off”. I did as I was told, then came and leaned on my knees on the side of the bed. She was already pulling her necklace with her key off and she brought my cock to her with a hand underneath my balls.

She was pulling her sex machine out of the closet, her dildo out of the shoebox, she was having her lady in waiting fetch her favorite concubine from the stables. I was her plaything, her choice of instrument to maturate with that day. I was her slave, as I always am. It was my job to perform, to make her cum, to be her porn, and to help her leave the stress of the day behind. It made me so fucking horny.

She pulled the barrel lock out and the cage off. She left the cock ring on but told me to rotate it so it was smooth where it would be rubbing against her. It took me maybe 5 seconds for my dick to go from the maximum my cage allows to fully erect. She didn’t even touch it. She was just laid back slightly on her elbows, her breasts heavy and rolled towards the sides, her hips wide as she sat, and her pussy was glistening and flush. Her eyes gave me a needy, hungry look, and I was enchanted. She wrapped one hand around my cock, her middle finger and thumb couldn’t quite meet. She slid her thumb up to the tip and she searched for my precum. A few strokes and it was there for her.

“I want you to put on a condom, and make me cum in missionary as much as you can, but pull out before you get too close”. She said this while still slowly stoking and staring at my dick.

I leapt to action and hurriedly put on my condom, grabbed the lube and a towel. She had moved some pillows together and was elegantly laid back, legs spread. I applied a generous amount of lube since this was far less foreplay than what we’re used to. I kissed her thigh, I kissed her neck, I kissed lips and she devoured me. I positioned myself to thrust into her and I rubbed my head up and down her pussy for just a moment, then plunged in about 4 inches. I was testing for her bodies reaction, seeing how ready she was for the pounding I was about to give her. At this point I was so turned on, and all her signs were green. She was hot, and wet, and pliant, and moaned as I went in. I gave her the other half of my length and picked up a slow deep rhythm.

To both our surprise, she was already so worked up it only took about 30 seconds for her to have her first orgasm. She pulled me down on top of her and I breathed heavily by her ear. I picked up speed and put my weight down on her. I used the rebound of the bed to fuck her deep and fast. Her moans became more unregulated and she was pulling her legs back further to adjust the angle. I was the her sex machine, rhythmic, consistent, and steady. She melted under me and her body was so desperate. Fuck I was getting so into it. The last time I had cum was over a week ago, a ruined orgasm after long edging. She felt so good and my animalistic horny brain was creeping in like a starved man sitting down at a feast. I sucked at her earlobe and licked her neck. She tasted like sweat and perfume.

After her next orgasm, I lifting my upper body away from her and shifted my whole body forward. Her head was closer to my chest now and her eyes were transfixed on my cock thrusting in and out of her. This new position allowed me to go lower and deeper toward her tailbone, loosing a bit of pressure directly on her g-spot, but increasing pressure and depth overall. She reached her hand around my waist and grabbed my ass flexing into her. She set the rhythm she wanted and was pulling me in as deep as I could go. Dildo from her shoebox indeed. She was masturbating with my whole lower half. Fucking herself just how she needed it. Her hand ran up from my ass to my back and I stayed the corse she had set me, keeping stroke and speed, until she spasmed and came again. Her nails gripped into my back, but I just kept ploughing away, tending to my duties with care and vigor. I love feeling so objectified and so prized at the same time. Like her favorite stallion, she takes for an evening ride.

She came twice again in that position and after the second I could feel her squirm just a bit, uncomfortable to stay there. I pulled out to reapply some lube and she devoured me again. She filled my mouth with her tongue and pawed at the back of my head and neck. She had been starving too. Our primal horny buzz was so thick and needy.

Another generous amount of lube and this time I pulled one of her legs up across my chest and over my opposite shoulder. With one hand I held her hip and with the other I pressed on her stomach using my thumb to rub in small circles on her clit. I fucked into my own hand through her. I didn’t press hard with my hand, but I could feel my dick moving inside of her and she came again under me. I gave her a moments rest from the pressure and my rubbing, just so when I started again she would have another surge.

“Fuck I’m gonna squirt” she said pleadingly, half a moan, and I didn’t deviate a thing. I kept hitting her with the same stroke, pressure, and rubbing. Her hand flew down and she gripped the sheets. Her hips went stiff and her belly pressed out. I could hear her squirt a dribbling wet orgasm. Not a geyser, but a waterfall, and each thrust glided in easier and easier despite how tight her pussy was squeezing. I could feel myself getting close too, but I stilled my mind and tended to my task. I pulled her other leg up as the tension left her and her body sunk back into the mattress. I lifted her hips in the air now, legs together, one of my arms gathering them and the other supporting her arch. This always makes her cum so hard, and she didn’t take long. I just kept fucking and fucking, focusing on anything except my cock and the building pressure there.

Finally I felt her little hand tap on my arm. I slowed and let her hips rest back on the bed. I slid out of her, pulsing and rigid. 20 more seconds and I would have had to pull out anyways. Her eyes were closed just barely and her brows curled up almost in a question, like someone deep in a dream. I leaned over and kissed her forehead and her shoulder. I took off my condom and she looked down, watched me stroke my cock, and precum spilled from the tip. This is one of our favorite parts and I had stayed so hydrated for her all day. I leaked and she rubbed it around my head, pulled strings with it, and said “fuck baby”.

I helped her settle down. I stroked her hair, kissed her hips and tummy, and I grabbed her some water. I carried her to the bathroom and put her towel in the dryer to warm. I made sure she peed and that she didn’t pass out while showering. When she was clean and satisfied, she locked me back up and we made out again. My starving horny self was right there, desperate for the next course, buzzing still, but the concubine in me saw my empress was done and happy, and I was satisfied. My cage was tight and secure again, the rest of my precum leaked into my boxers.

I M(24) just woke up so turned on. In my dream, I ended up becoming a house slave for this tall blond woman maybe in her mid to late 30s. She told me when I applied “I’m a lesbian, but sometimes I just want a soft mouth to use, and I do enjoy watching a fit man sweat while he works”.

Now obviously, this doesn’t really make much sense. Definitely some dream logic going on here, but the vibe I got in my dream was that although she wasn’t exactly attracted to my sex, the hatred and distain she carried for men came through her actions of degradation, humiliation, and objectification of me. She seemed to enjoy just using me like one of her sex toys or view me as just another pretty thing in the garden. She dated/slept with a few other women in my dream, but she only ever even acknowledged me when she was bored or needed to vent some anger.

Idk, I’m not trying to logic my dream too much now that I’ve woken up, but it was hot. I feel like I need to offer my mouth as reparation’s to a woman right now, get used, then sent to do work. Idk

Edit: I just realized this prob came off a bit performative male, but honestly this was just my dream and how it made me feel. Not making any kind of request or looking for social points. Just a bit of a wild dream and this was the only place I could think of to share it 5 mins after I woke up