Over the next several years, life has continued on. We have become comfortable in our new lifestyle. I am happily submissive and my wife has become quite the Dom. She honestly relishes teasing and torturing my cock and balls, leaving me frustrated for months on end.
Orgasm games are still played from time to time but mostly my wife just decides if and when I get to orgasm. The longest she has forced me to go was 271 days. God I was a basket case. My usual denial time is around 150 days, give or take. I don't like it, but what can I do? I am milked on average about every 3 weeks and this has become the norm for several years.
Ashley still comes by for visits on a regular basis. She has successfully enslaved her boyfriend and uses all the tricks that Lori has taught her. She still brings me a creampie to eat from time to time. I never know who it is from.
My wife continues to go out and get some "strange stuff" from time to time and I always lick her body clean afterwards. She never tells me who the maker of the creampie I am eating is. When we are out with a group as a "normal couple" I always wonder if any of the men in the group are someone she has been with. I have never found out and guess I never will.
I'm going to fast forward to the present but to catch you back up I'm going to paste in the end of the first chapter of my story. Here it is:
I lay there, totally helpless and barely able to move at all. My extremely hard cock giving away the excitement I felt. It was throbbing and bouncing with every beat of my heart. My wife moved between my spread legs and started massaging my aching balls with her hands. Being tightly forced to the end of the sac by the ball stretcher, they were always tender and sensitive. She would grasp them and roll them around in her hand squeezing tighter and tighter until I groaned. She would stop for a moment then start again. If possible my cock got even harder. Once again she grasped my balls and started the kneading torture again. I groaned and she just giggled. This went on for some time. She wasn't squeezing hard, but for the past 27 days I had suffered this torture and my balls were extremely tender.
She finally tired of this and took the warmed lubricant and coated my cock with it. She then took my hard cock in her hand and ever so slowly stroked first up to the tip, then down to the base taking at least 15-20 seconds for each cycle. The sensation was unbelievable and if I hadn't been secure, I would have thrust upwards violently into her hand. As she got to the tip, she would remove her hand then very lightly trace the vein around the head for a few seconds before returning to the slow stroking. Let me tell you my friends the urge to orgasm was extremely great and the stimulation was reaching emergency levels.
I had no idea if today was the day I would orgasm or not. She had devised some complicated game that incorporated my age with the cycle of the moon and when Easter was or something like that. It didn't really matter. I would receive an orgasm when she wanted me to and not before. I only hoped it would be today. This latest teasing method was maddening. Again her hand slipped off the tip and I again thrust upwards, as far as possible considering my condition, trying to keep contact with that hand that held so much pleasure. Again the maddening tracing of the ridge around the head and then back down my shaft again. I was starting to lose the capability for rational thought.
My desire to orgasm had reached a feverish level but she only smiled and kept up the agonizingly slow pace. I heard her ask if I really wanted to come and I almost screamed yes. She then told me that she would have to check her calculations but that she didn't think I was anywhere close to my "O-day". That's what she called the day I got relief. I began babbling and pleading with her, telling her I didn't think I could take much more. She laughed and said that she would try and take my mind off my hard cock for a few minutes.
Although I loved the feel of her hand on my cock I was glad the teasing torture was over for now. I watched as she attached a bungee cord to the small hook on the back side of the ball stretcher. She then pulled it upwards pulling it tightly against my aching balls and attached it overhead to a hook suspended from the ceiling. I groan with pain then cringed when she told me that I would be doing a lot more groaning very shortly. She then taped my engorged cock to my stomach with duct tape telling me that she didn't want it getting in the way. I gasped when I saw the wooden spoon in her hand and an evil glint in her eye. I knew then that I was in for a serious ball paddling.
She then climbed up on the frame facing my feet and lowered herself to my mouth. She then shifted forward a little and told me she had been reading about ass licking and wanted to try it. I was told to get my tongue busy and eat her ass. I groaned as I felt the first tap from the wooden spoon and immediately started probing her ass with my tongue. She moaned with pleasure as my tongue darted in and out pressing harder and harder at her sphincter until it relaxed and I rammed my tongue deep into rear hole. The more pleasure I gave her, the harder she hit my balls. I was groaning in pain almost constantly but didn't dare stop tongue fucking her ass. After who knows how long, I felt her tense up and explode in orgasm, her asshole squeezing my tongue tightly as she came. Mercifully she quit whipping my balls, but they still ached with a deep pain that would linger for hours if not days. She then moved her ass off my tongue and had me lick and suck her pussy while she recovered from her orgasm.
After a few minutes, she grinned at me and told me that she really enjoyed my tongue up her ass and that she would definitely have to experience that again. She left to go to the bathroom and when she returned, she mounted my face and I began to lick the droplets of urine from her pussy.
All of a sudden she filled my mouth to overflowing with urine telling me not to spill a drop. I swallowed and returned to cleaning her pussy when she filled my mouth again. She giggled as I swallowed another mouthful and she then told me that she thought I might be thirsty. She then asked if I wanted more. I nodded and was rewarded with another blast and then another. Somewhat more than the normal ounce or two I was used to.
Taking a warm, wet, cloth she wiped the excess urine from the sides of my face. I whimpered when she ripped the tape off my cock and belly and applied an ice pack to my cock. I was really hoping to orgasm today but it was not to be. While I was losing my erection, she leaned close and whispered in my ear that I had several more days to go before I would get relief. She then put my cock back in its prison and snapped the lock shut. Untying me and releasing my balls, she told me to take a shower, clean up, then fix her some dinner.
I unsteadily got to my feet and headed off to the bathroom to shower. As I left the room, I saw her smiling at me and felt myself smile also. I had given her pleasure by being at her mercy. It was what I really wanted deep down. I only hoped that she would lay of my balls a little and that I would get to orgasm soon.
Now that you have been brought back to present day or very near present day I will continue.
After dinner I cleaned up and then retired to the den with Lori. She was looking at some papers and handed them to me to look at also. It was from an R&D company called the Control Institute and was about a new nerve induction device. Lori told me that the Institute was owned by one of her Femdom friends and that they had invented a small implant for men. She explained that the implant was inserted in an outpatient procedure. The implant itself was powered using the body's normal fluids to set up an electric current in effect forming a small battery.
I asked what the implant did and she continued by explaining that it was placed near the nerves that control erections, stimulation, and orgasms. Said implant could be controlled by both computer terminal and a hand-held remote. Orgasms could be turned off and no amount of stimulation could produce one. Erections could also be controlled and a cock could be kept hard for hours. To prevent serious damage to the penis the device automatically caused the penis to go flaccid for 15 minutes after 3 hours of erection.
She finished up her explanation by saying that it also had a stimulation setting where stimulation could be turned completely off or turned to a level five that required the subject to be strapped down to prevent him from doing damage to his penis trying to get off.
She asked what I thought and I told her that it was amazing. Lori told me that she was thinking about have me implanted. By doing so, I wouldn't have to wear the tube anymore. She could just turn my orgasm off and not worry about locking me up. She said that she really liked the feeling of my cock in her pussy and wanted me to be able to mount her and make love any time she wanted but she knew that I wouldn't be able to control my orgasm and she really liked my attitude while I was being denied. She also knew that it turned me on for her to tease, torment, and deny my orgasms.
She then just bluntly asked if I would consent to it. I told her I had a few questions. She said to fire away. I asked how long the implant lasted and was told that they were good for around 10 years or so. I also asked if there had been any problems with the device malfunctioning and causing problems. She told me that there was also a command that would destroy the device if it did. It was a fail-safe that had been put in to prevent the very problem I was asking about. Finally I basically confirmed that I wouldn't be able to orgasm unless the device was told to allow it. She nodded. I just held up my hands and told her that as I had told her long ago, my cock, balls, erections, and orgasms belonged to her now and whatever she wanted was ok with me.