Gorgonzola
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Lifes twists and turns have left me divorced twice with two other serious relationships broken or drifted apart. A few years back it pleased me to seek casual sex through the pages of "swinging" contact sites. That came to an end when I met Nicola.
Nicola was a high powered executive type woman whose husband was frequently away. She used to enjoy tying me up after I had ejaculated, then when she was ready, she would take pleasure in exhausting me by making me hard for the next round. Her visits were two or three times a month, and sometimes I had another part time partner visit me in between times. One afternoon Nicola found a pair of panties left by this other woman. She said nothing until I was attached once again to my bed, with her straddling me. She produced the evidence and I confessed. She asked me if I wanted to carry on with her and I said yes, so she told me not to move, as if I could, I was tied and she would be back in an hour.
When she returned, she smothered my cock in Vaseline and then produced a package she had bought from a certain store in town. It contained a cock cage. Then she told me that yes, we would carry on but, on her terms, she would fit the cage on me and I would be locked for four days until she returned, and that If I interfered with or tried to remove the cage, I would never see her again. I had little choice in the matter
Next time when she visited, we kissed, cuddled, then she lay on the bed, legs wide over the side and told me to lick her. I continued until she orgasmed, me still locked in the cage. It was fantastic. This became a pattern of play for a few weeks, she made it clear that I was not to fuck anyone else or to masturbate. Then one day she told me she was "on" that week so no sex, but Would I like it if she made me ejaculate, so of course I said yes. she told me to stand still, and she removed the cock cage gently and from her back produced a silk pantie and a bra and told me that she wanted me to wear them for her, and that if I did, I would be rewarded.
No need to guess, she dressed me then lay me down my bed, she nibbled my nipple through the bra and stroked my cock inside the pantie. My reward was my ejaculation, though contained inside my new panties was an eruption never matched by my own efforts. When we calmed, she told me to take off the pantie and go wash and dry myself. When I returned, she offered me an identical pair which I put on without question, then we got dressed for outside. Then we went out in her car, walked in some woods and kissed like a pair of teenagers, me still in female underwear.
It soon became normal for me to be in female underwear, most of it chosen and provided by her though I ordered things online to. sometimes when she was not with me, she would text and demand a photograph of my underwear at that instant so I became used to wearing it nearly all the time. A natural progression then to her removing the cage on arrival and not re-fitting it until she left, I was there to amuse her and she wanted me dressed prettily, I really enjoyed it, even when sometimes she spanked me.
Nicola was a high powered executive type woman whose husband was frequently away. She used to enjoy tying me up after I had ejaculated, then when she was ready, she would take pleasure in exhausting me by making me hard for the next round. Her visits were two or three times a month, and sometimes I had another part time partner visit me in between times. One afternoon Nicola found a pair of panties left by this other woman. She said nothing until I was attached once again to my bed, with her straddling me. She produced the evidence and I confessed. She asked me if I wanted to carry on with her and I said yes, so she told me not to move, as if I could, I was tied and she would be back in an hour.
When she returned, she smothered my cock in Vaseline and then produced a package she had bought from a certain store in town. It contained a cock cage. Then she told me that yes, we would carry on but, on her terms, she would fit the cage on me and I would be locked for four days until she returned, and that If I interfered with or tried to remove the cage, I would never see her again. I had little choice in the matter
Next time when she visited, we kissed, cuddled, then she lay on the bed, legs wide over the side and told me to lick her. I continued until she orgasmed, me still locked in the cage. It was fantastic. This became a pattern of play for a few weeks, she made it clear that I was not to fuck anyone else or to masturbate. Then one day she told me she was "on" that week so no sex, but Would I like it if she made me ejaculate, so of course I said yes. she told me to stand still, and she removed the cock cage gently and from her back produced a silk pantie and a bra and told me that she wanted me to wear them for her, and that if I did, I would be rewarded.
No need to guess, she dressed me then lay me down my bed, she nibbled my nipple through the bra and stroked my cock inside the pantie. My reward was my ejaculation, though contained inside my new panties was an eruption never matched by my own efforts. When we calmed, she told me to take off the pantie and go wash and dry myself. When I returned, she offered me an identical pair which I put on without question, then we got dressed for outside. Then we went out in her car, walked in some woods and kissed like a pair of teenagers, me still in female underwear.
It soon became normal for me to be in female underwear, most of it chosen and provided by her though I ordered things online to. sometimes when she was not with me, she would text and demand a photograph of my underwear at that instant so I became used to wearing it nearly all the time. A natural progression then to her removing the cage on arrival and not re-fitting it until she left, I was there to amuse her and she wanted me dressed prettily, I really enjoyed it, even when sometimes she spanked me.
