While I haven't been allowed to ejaculate for several weeks and haven't seen my wife naked for months, she had fun getting out of the bathroom in a thong and leaning in front of me, revealing the contours of her anus. I had to look away and concentrate to avoid ejaculating in my pants. To maintain my excitement, she then put on an extremely tight pair of pants that highlighted her buttocks and the shape of her sex. I no longer even consider penetration, but I will crawl at her feet and beg for permission to lick her anus. A few years ago, I was free to penetrate her without realizing how lucky I was, and I wasn't able to satisfy my wife for years. Now, I have to make her orgasm by putting my tongue in her anus. But to be honest, we are both much happier now.

My wife is escalating things with our bull after a recent incident. I had a heart to heart with my wife about a month ago about how we were not having as much intimacy since she started seeing her current bull. She apologized and she made sure to carve out some more time for me, but I confessed to her how hot that level of denial was.

So since then it has been obvious to me that she has been trying to find the fine line between fun denial and harmful neglect. So far everything has been very stimulating for me without hurting, if that makes sense. At first she would just give me a pitying smile when I asked for intimacy. She would leave me pent up and horny while she went and talked with her bull, as simple as that.

More recently she has communicated to her bull that I am interested in experimenting with the denial and humiliation. His response was to lean into the ownership factor. He leaned into it hard. He asked her to make sure I was caged at all times when she is home with me. He asks for pictures regularly to make sure I am locked up while we are together. He also asked her to make me sniff her pussy through her leggings when she gets home from his place, just so I can become familiar with how she smells / tastes after he has bred her.

I think it’s so incredibly hot that the way she smells has completely changed since he started breeding her regularly… just smelling the evidence of her infidelity is such a huge turn on for me.

Women want me pussy free.

I have always known women who wanted to keep me pussy free. Girls in college who pointed out my sexual inadequacy - small size, poor performance. A girl was relieved my cock was so small. A future lesbian who honestly emasculated me. I ate her ass regularly. A girl in Chicago kept me pussy free and wanted me to be the cuckold in a throple with her boyfriend. That was confusing and exciting. He laughed as she looked me right in the eyes and said she wanted me to be her sexless boyfriend. I was not ready.

My wife has kept me largely pussy free since the kids were born. She wanted me for breeding purposes only then decided my cock was no longer useful. I easily slipped into the role of chaste husband. I'm living out the pussy free existence I was always meant for. I have been in and out of chastity and am regularly emasculated verbally. My cock is display only. When I'm not in chastity I wear large gauge piercing jewelry that makes penetration impossible without removing them. This year marks a dozen years of voluntary chastity.

I'm not completely PF but I think that I'm completely BJ and HJ free.

It makes me very excited that she is not touching my penis with her hand. She touches it with her foot only.

I don't understand why I "like" it that I'm missing this touch.

(Yes she otherwise touches me with her hand. Sometimes even slaps my butt.)

What is the mechanism behind this ?

So this kinda happened naturally. Since having a kid we stopped most sexual activity for the first year, the child took up way too much time to do anything else but It wasn’t fun and exciting in any way.

Now that our child is a little bit older we have some of that sexual energy back, but it’s different… and I love it. “Sex” for us now usually looks like this and happens once every week and a half or so:

-It starts with a massage, usually back or feet. I do that until my wife is nice and relaxed and then in a very shy way ask my wife if I can eat her out. Most times she lets me, but sometimes she says no and that’s the night.

-when she does let me I get so excited, eating her out is better than cumming myself IMO. I start to work on her clit with my tongue as I take in the experience. My wife pussy tastes so good and I make sure to let her know.

-finally, after she cums I try to stay down there for as long as possible but she gets sensitive down there so she usually moves me away. This is where I get my time to shine, she puts all of her clothing back on and usually she tells me to grab the lotion and finishes me off with a handjob, never more. I don’t get to see her naked while I get my handjob and I can’t touch her because “strip club rules”.

It feels very emasculating to do all of this work to pleasure my wife and then she gives a half enthusiastic fully clothed handjob, especially because I cum much quicker than she does from that extra effort.

There have been a few times where she decides to not give me a handjob and that drives me crazy but I love it.

We’ve never discussed a PF lifestyle and as far as I know she never knew I was into it, but it’s been working. I wish we could have more intimate moments even if I don’t get to cum, maybe one day. I’ve never been comfortable discussing my submissive side so I’m glad it’s kinda naturally fallen this way.

The absolute heart of our FLR is the daily devotion my husband shows me, and that devotion has only increased since he requested to become completely pussy free. There is immense power in being the center of a household where his entire focus has shifted entirely toward my leadership and sexual desires. The consistent, small tasks he performs set the tone for our entire life.

My husband takes deep pride in the domestic role. Because he is the one requesting and accepting of his denial, his focus is completely channeled into supporting me and is happy with the intimacy I still provide for him. He helps with all my dates too, from unboxing my new lingerie to mapping out my schedule, he facilitates my choices with unwavering support and encouragement. He genuinely thrives on seeing my sexual fulfillment out in the world.

His submission is defined by an incredible patience and trust. He waits at home while I explore my freedom and loves to reconnect with him with sharing the details of my adventures. He carries a deep trust that while I am out being claimed by other men, I will always prioritize his needs as the submissive foundation of our home.

Seeing him drop to his knees to help me into my heels and help me get dressed for my partners is a wonderful way to connect. It is about the beauty of a man finding total fulfillment in support and my sexual satisfaction. His daily care and flawless management of our life give me the absolute freedom to enjoy this knowing my submissive husband is securely anchored exactly where he belongs. It’s the validation that his desire to be pussy free truly makes him happy and he confirms that to me regularly.

So it’s been about a week of this new chapter. My last post is on my profile if you want to read it. My wife is no longer on birth control. The first few days or so I was caged and denied. Then she let me out of the cage and made me cum with her hand while she sat on my face. Since then we’ve had sex a handful of times with a condom. At 27 years old it’s the first time I’ve ever used condoms and I have to say it’s not as bad as I always thought. You can feel the pressure but not much else. This is our current version of pussyfree.

It seems like her libido is increasing which is amazing. She’s more wet too. She even admitted to me last night that she’s been masturbating more frequently, sometimes even waking up in the middle of the night and rubbing herself off right next to me while I’m asleep which was hot asf to hear.

Like I said it’s only a week in but I am already starting to miss feeling her raw. As I’m sure many of you can relate to it’s such a doubled edged sword because the denial turns me on but I still crave what I’m missing. At least for now we have the condom sex. That barrier turns me on too though like wtf is wrong with me 😂

The real mind fuck and turn on will be when our bull gets back in town and we see him again. He had a vasectomy so he’ll be fucking her raw. Hopefully she’ll want him to creampie her for the first time, but that’s 100% up to her. I’ve told her that I’d love that a few times, so she knows my stance on it. One of the times I was fucking her with the condom on I told her how much I wanted to fuck her with a condom while his cum is inside her. She doesn’t/didn’t shoot it down but didn’t say “oh fuck yeah that’s hot”, so we’ll see.

Been reading a lot in this sub and would love thoughts on a pussy free dynamic. My wife and i have been using chastity on and off for years and she’s had a bull for a little over a year. Same guy and he’s great honestly, knows the dynamic and so respectful to us both always making sure my feelings are put first.

Now we are in a complete FLR, We’ve decided to make me pussy free, no seeing her naked, no blowjobs. I am locked in chastity 24/7. I get 3-6 orgasms a year by vibrator on cage. She threw away my boxers as well and I wear panties 24-7. I do chores in lingerie. So this just makes sense for us and I crave the humiliation and denial.

She has the best sex of her life with him and he is huge. So we’re working more denial in for me which is what I continue to ask for… being a cuck is weird sometimes with what we want and ask for.

But this works for us. She and I communicate. We communicate with him and it’s working so well.

What other ideas have pussy free couples done?

Our FLR has always been the absolute foundation of our marriage, but being fully empowered to explore my deepest sexual desires was a massive benefit of this structure. This major evolution happened after more than ten years of marriage. My husband knew from the start that there were heavy kinks he was simply not capable of providing for me. I quickly realized that dominant men who aren’t my husband were the only ones able to provide the exact environment needed for these dark desires to flourish. His request to be made pussy free on accelerated this.

I do not like a structured D/s dynamic with any other men in my everyday life, but I specifically seek out these high intensity experiences in the bedroom. My partners trained me to surrender my body completely. It started with basic obedience and quickly evolved into full submissive training. Being led on a leash and collar by a man who demands total compliance is a massive contrast to my leadership role at home. My husband has had to step back and watch the entire process while being fully supportive.

The training involves deep verbal degradation and absolute physical surrender. Thanks to being trained by true Doms, I have discovered an entirely new world of kinks. Impact play, heavy degradation, face fucking, facials, bondage, nipple clamps, and a deep cum fetish are all intense new interests of mine. My partners have pushed my physical limits, introducing acts that require total compliance, and I have developed a genuine craving for this guidance.

Watching me transform into a submissive who lives for another man's commands has permanently redefined our marriage structure. Because my husband is locked and pussy free, he understands his place is to support me through this journey.

To the other leading women: Did discovering your own submissive or masochistic desires with other partners after years of marriage help support the decision for him to be pussy free?

There is an undeniable, intoxicating rush that comes with realizing just how desired you are out in the world. As I have leaned fully into my independence and solidified our Female Led Relationship structure, the attention from other men has become completely addictive. The thrill of turning heads, the anticipation of a text from a new admirer, and the validation of being pursued by multiple dominant partners has completely redefined my confidence as the absolute head of our household.

Because my husband maintains his domestic duties and remains anchored in his service, I have the freedom to explore this side of myself. My calendar is entirely my own, and I now have the ability to sleep with multiple different men every single week. One night it might be a date with a familiar Bull who knows exactly how to claim me, and the next it could be someone entirely new who is eager to experience what I have to offer. My sexual world has expanded into something incredibly vibrant and limitless, completely driven by my own choices.

This lifestyle has made my commitment to making my husband permanently pussy free within our FLR. The contrast between the powerful men I choose to spend my nights with and the submissive man waiting for me at home is too much to bridge again. Witnessing his total denial while I experience an abundance of variety outside our marriage creates the ultimate dynamic. He stays locked in his cage while fulfilling his domestic obligations, while I go out and collect the worship and pleasure I deserve.

The more variety I experience, the more permanent his submissive boundaries become. He is accepting of the denial, and that distance is exactly what allows our FLR to function at this level. Under my rule, he facilitates my adventures, celebrates my glow when I return, and to remain the one locked. He is the predictable constant in a life that belongs to my own pleasure and independence.

To the other independent women in an FLR: How has the freedom to date multiple partners changed the way you view your husband's permanent place of service in your home? Have you reduced or completely denied him penetrative sex?

Wife and I are in a FLR. Due to various reasons, we are also in a PF relationship (I have not been allowed to enter her for more than 12 years).

She is a size queen, and loves to have her pussy streteched with giant dildos, while I also lick her clit or buzz her with our Hitachi wand. She is multi-orgasmic, and our sessions last up to an hour.

Once we are done, she will usually (but not necessarily always) reward me with a handjob. Bythat time I am usually on edge and she insists that I cum "fast and easy" for her. I usually cum under 30 seconds. ( My personal best time has been 22 seconds!)

She loves calling me her pussy pleasing hubby. She also wants me to try to cum even faster for her.

Any other couples in a similar situation? And for the women out there - how do you allow your husband/BF to cum?

Interested in hearing from the females in a similar situation!!!

Do you ever feel like you’re missing out? I’m 37M and I’ve had over 40ish partners in my lifetime. I want to commit to a more monogamous (on my end) relationship but I keep having feelings of FOMO. Like I’m missing out on some kinky women cause I’ve committed to just one partner.

Lately my performance has gone down with keeping my dick hard. I suspect it’s the porn but I’ve been watching porn since 13! I feel like the change would be for the best but it just seems like I’m missing out on gangbangs and orgies etc. I guess I just need some words of encouragement that going PussyFree is a better way than trying to fuck as many women as possible.

Looking for for advice if anyone else has been though this. The title pretty much says it all but this past weekend me and my fiancee were chatting and she brought up me being pussy till our honeymoon which we leave for the day after our wedding. We are getting married almost 4 months from now and she thinks that it will make our honeymoon even more special for us. She also wants to limit my masturbation to help build up the anticipation of our honeymoon. Any advice or guidance you can provide would be greatly appreciated.

As I’ve already written here, my relationship underwent some changes almost a month ago. In fact, we’ve only just come to terms with these changes… From being a sadistic Dom owner of a masochistic sub, I’ve officially become a masochistic, chaste, sissy and submissive sub. And she’s become a Domme, though she claims she isn’t sadistic.

According to her, her cruelty toward me isn’t driven by her own sadism, but by seeing how happy it makes me. But I think she’s starting to enjoy it, and I’m revealing a sadist to the world...

It’s true that the dominant side of her is growing the fastest. And that makes sense to me, since she’s always been very dominant in life, and I believe that these last few years, even before me, when she got involved with the BDSM community, it was an experiment, a phase serving as an outlet for her life. But, naturally, she is dominant, and she doesn’t deny it. I don’t complain, because when I met her she was very submissive, and we clicked because I was very dominant, and we were both in that phase.

Having someone do things for her, take care of her, give her foot massages when she’s just lying on the couch with her feet on my lap, it’s something she herself said she’d get used to quickly. She thought other things would take longer, like instead of asking with “please,” just giving orders, but that’s becoming more and more natural. And, importantly, not just in a sexual context, even though doing so gives the act itself a sexual flavor to me. Yesterday while cooking, she ordered me to get things, and she didn’t say “please” even once! More than that, she spoke every time in an assertive, commanding tone, and apparently, at least to me, it didn’t seem like any effort at all, but a natural command. And that turned me on tremendously.

However, the fact that she turns me on that way has become a “problem”. Because, as part of her emerging sadism, which I hope she’ll recognize one day, after I mentioned that I’d like to hand over control of my useless little dick to her, things changed. We haven’t held the caging ceremony yet, but she has caged me in the strongest and most definitive way: mentally. She ordered, at first at my suggestion, that I could no longer masturbate or cum without her control. And for a chronic masturbator for over more than thirty years, during which time I only went three or four days without masturbating because I was very sick, it’s not easy at all.

On the tenth day, I wrote a diary entry for her describing the effects I felt from it, and I realized she enjoyed reading it, it turned her on. On the fourth day, I was out on the street, on my way to an appointment, and I had to text her asking for permission to come, because I was afraid it might happen accidentally and make everything very difficult. She let me, but... she ordered it to be a ruined orgasm.

Eight days later, I hadn’t cum again, and we were both lying on the couch, she in just her panties and me naked with a collar around my neck, and she was enjoying my suffering, because with every touch of her body, every squeeze and caress (which she loves), I moaned like a little slut in heat, my cock throbbing with desire, my useless dick pulsing and my body spasming. And I saw, at that moment, how much she was enjoying herself. She ran her hand through my hair, and I trembled, and she enjoyed it, smiling, but a smile that was no longer just about seeing me happy and aroused, but because she realized the control she has over me and how much I desire her.

That day, she showed me how generous she was, telling me to grab her clitoral stimulator. While she used it, she told me to touch myself and let me come. And I, a lifelong delayed ejaculator, for the first time, came prematurely, lasting less than a minute and ejaculating an amount I had never seen before, perhaps not even in porn movies: I got cum all over my stomach. It was an eruption of cum and pleasure.

But there was one cruel detail she added to this process, and I hadn’t imagined it, even though I’d mentioned that I’d read about it on the pussyfree subreddits I frequent, which was that, of her own accord, she forbade me from looking at her pussy. I think it started by chance, even before this period of chastity, when she was a little sore down there, and didn’t want me to do our lesbian sex where I rub my “clitoris” against hers, and she stayed in her panties, so I ended up coming by rubbing my useless thing against her belly. And I think that even though that was a practical decision at the time, she realized how turned on I got from the prohibition. And on the day she let me come, last Saturday, she stayed in her panties the whole time, and when she used the suction device, she pulled a blanket over it so I couldn’t see. But up to that point, it could have just been to cater to my denial fetish. However, between the two moments, she took off her panties, and I caught a glimpse, very quickly, of her beautiful pussy, the most beautiful of all, and I immediately turned my face away, feeling guilty, but so turned on that I must have let out a moan. She laughed at that, and I saw in her eyes her pleasure not in my fetish, or maybe in that too, but mainly her pleasure in seeing the control she has over me and how she gives me pleasure with something that for other couples would be normal, everyday life, like catching a glimpse of each other’s genitals.

And she added another rule right then: I could run my hand over her, feel her, and squeeze her just the way we both liked, but my hand could only go as far as the crease between her thigh and her groin, not touching her there, not even over her panties. This is absurdly cruel, because she knows how much I love to feel her wetness, her texture, her scent. And she took great pleasure, a sadistic, dominant pleasure, in my moans and my writhing as I ran my hand over that area and couldn’t go any higher.

I apologized for catching a glimpse of her pussy, and I must admit that, upon seeing it like that, I strangely felt very ashamed and guilty, as if I had seen something I shouldn’t have. It was like seeing the forbidden face of a God. And, to me, she is my Aphrodite! That is why I call her only Goddess. More than a slave, I am her worshipper, the prophet of her power and beauty.

Ever since then, whenever she’s naked, even in the shower, I keep my gaze at eye level. Every now and then, I look down at her breasts, which she hasn’t forbidden me to see yet, but that might happen as things progress.

I think she’ll only let me see her pussy again when she’s fucking other guys and I’m in my cuckold role, just to put me in my place. But who knows, maybe she won’t even let me in on those moments, maybe she’ll blindfold me and make me just listen… I don’t know. I wouldn’t have imagined that of her before, but given the cruelty I see emerging in her, and I love it, I don’t know what new ideas will spring from the brilliant mind of my Goddess!

I admit I miss seeing her pussy. It’s my favorite sight in the world. On FetLife there are photos of her on my profile and on hers (and, to avoid seeing them, I don’t look at my photos anymore, nor will I look at hers, I used to look at them many times to masturbate when she wasn’t home). And I really miss being able to go down on her. I hope she makes me lick her again, but in her budding cruelty, she’ll blindfold me or forbid me from looking while I do it.

I’m loving seeing this sadism grow in her, even though she doesn’t admit it, and I feel proud to be the one driving it in her. I love sharing my life and my madness with her.

I love you, my Goddess of pleasure, my dominant and sadistic Goddess, even if you won't admit it!

I am trying to get her onboard for this fantasy and yesterday she slap me with on of the condition, that if we stepped into this lifestyle then she'll be taking other guy's dick only and will never let me fuck her ever and I'll only be allowed to watch her with other men. She would not be letting me touch her even she said that i will be living as a pure cuck for my whole life, but I don't know why this whole idea turns me on more and crave me more for her. I am confused if i should accept this deal or not, what if something goes wrong, what i crave for sex with her?

My wife and I have a pretty solid marriage and decent sex life, but a couple years ago we started this thing where every so often we hand one person full control for 3 months. No judgment, no vetoes on kinks or preferences during their window we explore whatever they want. It resets after the 3 months and the other person gets their turn. We've done it twice before and it's honestly made things really exciting and brought us closer.

This round is her window. Her rules from day 1:

• No PIV (her pussy is completely off limits)
• I am not allowed to jerk off unless she's present and supervising

That's it. Everything else is on the table as long as it fits those boundaries.

The past 6 weeks have been... intense. She's leaned all the way into the teasing. She walks around the house topless constantly now, knowing how much her small A-cup tits drive me crazy. Little shorts, tiny tank tops with no bra, bending over in front of me the works. She whispers filthy stuff in my ear when I'm trying to work from home or when we're watching TV. Constant dirty talk about how denied I am, how she's enjoying this power, how wet it makes her knowing I'm throbbing with no relief. It's hot as hell but also legitimately driving me up the wall.

My job during this period is to get her off whenever she wants mostly with my fingers or mouth. She's been coming a lot. Me? Not so much.

So far I've only had two orgasms in six weeks:

1. She let me use her worn A-cup bra. Made me wrap it around my cock while she sat there topless, teasing me, playing with her nipples, and telling me how pathetic and desperate I looked. I came hard but it still felt like she was in total control.
2. Dry humping session where she wore these tiny panties and let me grind against her ass while she dirty talked me through it. Again, supervised, no touching myself directly.

Other than that? Blue balls central. She edges me sometimes with her hand or just by grinding on me but always stops before I can finish. Then she'll have me eat her out right after so I can taste how turned on she is by denying me.

I'm not complaining... exactly. This is what we agreed to and it's consensual. But holy shit some days I feel like I'm losing my mind in the hottest way possible. The constant teasing combined with very limited release is a new level for us.

Compared to other denial methods. It seems like the most effective one in many aspects

I asked my wife to explore a strict FLR about a year ago. What started as a fantasy has become very real over the last 6+ months. She now controls everything: my orgasms, our finances, the household schedule, weekend chores, etc. I do everything she demands with almost no discretionary spending or autonomy. She spends freely while I ask permission for anything for myself.

Sexually, PIV has gone from occasional to almost nonexistent. When it does happen, it’s extremely brief (just a few seconds so she can finish), then I’m immediately pushed out. She never touches my cock anymore. My orgasms are almost all ruined in my pants, usually during morning ass worship, completely separate from her pleasure in the evening. Sex is now almost entirely me worshipping her while i stayed clothed, orally pleasing​ her, and she dismisses me immediately.

She has made comments about how much easier and less stressful her life is “not having to service me the old way.” She seems genuinely happy, confident, and fulfilled in her Goddess role. I love seeing her like this and have no desire to interfere with it.The fantasy of her becoming this powerful and free felt incredible. But the reality is hitting much harder emotionally than I expected, missing that physical connection. All that said, my dna is to be her servant and I could never go back, neither could she now.

Anyone else struggle with going from fantasy to reality in having PIV removed?

As much as I love the kinky stories on here, I wanted to start a discussion about non-kinky reasons to be pussyfree

I’m recovering from surgery at the moment, and the doctor told me not to have sex or take a bath for two weeks. I am so upset that I can’t take a bath. The no sex part has been the norm for years.

In my last pussyfree relationship, we met while I was waiting for a treatment that would have similar restrictions. It wasn’t a problem for either of us, and when we realized we didn’t miss it we kept the denial going.

The default that “sex” must include vaginal penetration is honestly boring. One of the reasons I love the stories on here is that I hope they help people who can’t or don’t want to have vaginal sex imagine still having an amazing and intimate sex life.

my wife and i have a really vanilla relationship, but i would like to work towards a pussy free marriage. what are some ideas to help make this fantasy a reality?