Just a thought, While chatting on here about what some people think of our so perfect lifestyle and asking the same question "How do you cope sexually after reducing your sub to what you have?"
Well in the early days of our chastity journey we did still have the occasional penetrative sex. But over time chastity became more and more appealing to me. Just to deny him gave me a great feeling of power over him. Me...in charge. Not giving in to his manly urges, and what he though was his right, just by being a man..... A man?, don't make me laugh.... He may have been back then, but now...well we all know where he stands.




I started by making him kneel at the bottom of my bed and watch me play with my toys. While all the time telling him how much better they were than him.
I might let him lick me if he was especially good. Or even let him smell me. But never to touch....ever.......
It was good, but if I am honest I did miss the kisses and cuddles of a loving relationship.
It was him that brought up the question of me being satisfied. Of course I wasn't, how could I be. But now I had a job to do...like we said.."There would be no going back"
He asked if I would like a bull? Now my husband is ....was.... the only lover I have ever had. And to be honest I could not ever imagine wanting to go with anyone else. After all I did and still do love him dearly. To the end of the earth and more.
Nope......never.... Why should I. We have been together now 43 years. At that time the question was asked it was more like 39 years. I would never want to cheat on him, no, not ever.
We talked.....and talked....and talked even more. He said he fully understood if I wanted to...."I DON'T " I scoweled back at him. Never!!!! How could he think that I would ever go with anyone else.... I felt like he did not even know me, even after all these years........Hell I was mad with him......
And guess what!!! we sat and chatted even more.
Just talking about it brought up loads of questions.
Who would it be?
Would they be discreet?
Would they be clean?
Would they accept no ties or feelings?
So many things to over come..... Not worth the effort.......forget it..... Alright for some, definitely not for me.
Never the less the flame had been lit.... got me thinking...... I started teasing him by telling him I had been chatting with a few contenders..... Ooooh his little willy perked up.... he wanted me to. Did he? God I was so confused.
Why would he want to share his loving wife with another man. Did he not love me? Was I that cheap in his eyes that he would share me?
I tell you what, it started causing arguments....... Forget it. We would not talk for days..... I hated it. We had never been like this with each other.. But still with what we chatted about started a feeling in me that was running out of control....
But then he said "How would he be sharing me if he was not getting anything?" Ahhh point taken...lol You only share if your both getting it. He was not.


I actually did start chatting with a guy on Fetlife about it. He came across as a very nice person. I told Weenie. He asked now and then how was it going?
How was what going? We just chat...thats it.......
It turned out this guy lived about 25 miles from us...who would have thought that. Mad indeed.
We chatted for about a year, He knew the situation of our relationship. It was brought up of how I coped. Eventually it got around to him offering to be my bull.
I politely refused....but it again had me thinking. I mentioned it to Weenie.... and he said "if I wanted to, he would fully understand".
We both ended up meeting Mark at a small country pub. As it turned out he was as charming as he came across. Quite good looking. He appeared to be clean and smart. Quite a gentleman really.
We all met a few times more. Eventually the conversation got around to where all this was leading to. We did not know. Would it? did I want to? God all the confused feelings again.



One nigh in the pub Mark asked me if I wanted to dance. Well it was only a dance..... was it? What harm could it do.
I accepted. Weenie watched me get up and take Marks hand as he lead me to the dance area. It was nice. He held me. We danced...he held me a bit more. I pushed against him and could feel he was semi hard... I looked over at Weenie and smiled..... And then turned and looked into Marks eyes....He put his arms around me and as we turned I again looked over at poor Weenie just sat there on his own. Looking really rejected and quite sad. At that moment the feeling of total power just filled every part of me. It might have been the wine. But I was loving it. We walked back to the table and Mark was holding my hand. He pulled out my chair and he held my hand as I sat down. He kissed the back of my hand like a gentleman.... I slid my hand from his, gently scratching his palm with my long nails. He lent over and gave me a peck on my cheek. All right infront of Weenie.
What a lovely situation. There was I in total control.... Wonderful!!!!
Well that was just the start. I will post more when the time allows.
It took a long time. Lots of conflicting feelings... Sometime quite horrible feelings...... But for tonight such a nice feeling. In the taxi on the way home Weenine and me never said a word.... I think he knew........yes he definitely knew.... the line was about to be crossed......


Well in the early days of our chastity journey we did still have the occasional penetrative sex. But over time chastity became more and more appealing to me. Just to deny him gave me a great feeling of power over him. Me...in charge. Not giving in to his manly urges, and what he though was his right, just by being a man..... A man?, don't make me laugh.... He may have been back then, but now...well we all know where he stands.





I started by making him kneel at the bottom of my bed and watch me play with my toys. While all the time telling him how much better they were than him.
I might let him lick me if he was especially good. Or even let him smell me. But never to touch....ever.......
It was good, but if I am honest I did miss the kisses and cuddles of a loving relationship.
It was him that brought up the question of me being satisfied. Of course I wasn't, how could I be. But now I had a job to do...like we said.."There would be no going back"
He asked if I would like a bull? Now my husband is ....was.... the only lover I have ever had. And to be honest I could not ever imagine wanting to go with anyone else. After all I did and still do love him dearly. To the end of the earth and more.
Nope......never.... Why should I. We have been together now 43 years. At that time the question was asked it was more like 39 years. I would never want to cheat on him, no, not ever.
We talked.....and talked....and talked even more. He said he fully understood if I wanted to...."I DON'T " I scoweled back at him. Never!!!! How could he think that I would ever go with anyone else.... I felt like he did not even know me, even after all these years........Hell I was mad with him......
And guess what!!! we sat and chatted even more.
Just talking about it brought up loads of questions.
Who would it be?
Would they be discreet?
Would they be clean?
Would they accept no ties or feelings?
So many things to over come..... Not worth the effort.......forget it..... Alright for some, definitely not for me.
Never the less the flame had been lit.... got me thinking...... I started teasing him by telling him I had been chatting with a few contenders..... Ooooh his little willy perked up.... he wanted me to. Did he? God I was so confused.
Why would he want to share his loving wife with another man. Did he not love me? Was I that cheap in his eyes that he would share me?
I tell you what, it started causing arguments....... Forget it. We would not talk for days..... I hated it. We had never been like this with each other.. But still with what we chatted about started a feeling in me that was running out of control....
But then he said "How would he be sharing me if he was not getting anything?" Ahhh point taken...lol You only share if your both getting it. He was not.




How was what going? We just chat...thats it.......
It turned out this guy lived about 25 miles from us...who would have thought that. Mad indeed.
We chatted for about a year, He knew the situation of our relationship. It was brought up of how I coped. Eventually it got around to him offering to be my bull.
I politely refused....but it again had me thinking. I mentioned it to Weenie.... and he said "if I wanted to, he would fully understand".
We both ended up meeting Mark at a small country pub. As it turned out he was as charming as he came across. Quite good looking. He appeared to be clean and smart. Quite a gentleman really.
We all met a few times more. Eventually the conversation got around to where all this was leading to. We did not know. Would it? did I want to? God all the confused feelings again.




One nigh in the pub Mark asked me if I wanted to dance. Well it was only a dance..... was it? What harm could it do.
I accepted. Weenie watched me get up and take Marks hand as he lead me to the dance area. It was nice. He held me. We danced...he held me a bit more. I pushed against him and could feel he was semi hard... I looked over at Weenie and smiled..... And then turned and looked into Marks eyes....He put his arms around me and as we turned I again looked over at poor Weenie just sat there on his own. Looking really rejected and quite sad. At that moment the feeling of total power just filled every part of me. It might have been the wine. But I was loving it. We walked back to the table and Mark was holding my hand. He pulled out my chair and he held my hand as I sat down. He kissed the back of my hand like a gentleman.... I slid my hand from his, gently scratching his palm with my long nails. He lent over and gave me a peck on my cheek. All right infront of Weenie.
What a lovely situation. There was I in total control.... Wonderful!!!!
Well that was just the start. I will post more when the time allows.
It took a long time. Lots of conflicting feelings... Sometime quite horrible feelings...... But for tonight such a nice feeling. In the taxi on the way home Weenine and me never said a word.... I think he knew........yes he definitely knew.... the line was about to be crossed......


