Training Her Husband pt 2 Permission to Cum

Training Her Husband pt 2 Permission to Cum

She got other guys off over the phone a few other times, sometimes in a group chat, but more often one on one. Sometimes she'd have me fuck her with a large life-like dildo. Watching my wife suck that big cock was torture. And it was humiliating to be forced to clean her pussy juices off the cock with my mouth after she'd cum. I wasn’t allowed to actually fuck her on these nights because she would cum so much being fucked by the big fake dick that it left her exhausted. I was allowed to jerk off in front of her as she watched, obviously amused. She verbally teased and taunted me about masturbating in front of her. I didn’t cum until she gave me permission, and she'd usually extract some promise from me as a price for allowing me to orgasm. On a recent night, for example, she had me agree to spend my whole weekend being trained as her personal servant. “Housework will become so much easier once I have taken the time to train you properly,” she said, inferring that she was doing me a favor. When I hesitated to agree, she re-tied my hands and said maybe I should sleep on it. By the time we'd reached the bedroom I was practically begging her to train me so long as I got to cum.

As we laid in bed that evening she ever so lightly teased my poor cock and balls with her rounded fingernails and named over a list of rules for the weekend. Of course I eagerly agreed to every one of them. At last she began to lovingly stroke my cock as she quietly but very firmly ordered me to cum. I quickly exploded and surprised us both with how much I came. I was nearly passed out as my wife cleaned off my chest with a warm washcloth. As I drifted in and out of sleep I thought I heard her softly say something about my needing to learn to clean up my own mess.

Wife Trains Husband in Female Dominance

The next morning, as well as most of our spare time the next few days, was spent on what Tori described as my "domestic training." I was expected to perform every iota of house and yard work as well as a multitude of personal services for her. Amongst the items she expected me to become prtoficient in were bathing her, shaving her legs, dressing and un-dressing her, styling her hair and make-up, cooking and serving all her meals, performing manicures and pedicures, providing rub downs and massages,etc,etc. She told me more jobs would be added after I learned these. In addition she showed me plans for remodling jobs around the house I was to do, specifically the bedroom, the den and the basement. Let's just say it appeared alot of bondage and video gear was to be involved.

She provided a list of rules for me noting more would be forthcoming. Most were basic Female Domination rules, such as how I should never touch her, nor my own cock or balls, except with her permission. Orgasms for me were out of the question unless she deemed I'd earned one. "Control the male orgasm and you control the male," was her motto. My wife also made it a rule that I was to remain undressed at home, spending my time in the nude, a leather thong or a loin cloth, depending on her mood. I thought to protest this but the mention of a maid's uniform as an alternative quickly shut my mouth.