Seven Days Ruined

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We were on our way to the airport for a relaxing week in the sun when Sarah turned to me and said

"I'll tell you what? For the next week you can have as many orgasms as you can handle."

Now, without some context that statement sounds a little strange so I should explain that for the major part of the last year, Sarah had been keeping me in chastity. She controlled how, when and where I came. We'd arrived at this lifestyle probably by a route familiar to many couples following a BDSM/FLR lifestyle and it hadn't been a quick transition, slow changes leading to other adaptations... Eventually we had arrived at the point where Sarah locked my dick away in a steel cage whenever we weren't together and sometimes even when we were. She allowed me one, occasionally two orgasms a week but always on her terms, and in return I was her 'on-demand' sex toy. Admittedly that wasn't the end of our kinkiness but I don't feel I need to disclose all our secrets other than to say that Sarah fully exploited and revelled in my sexual submissiveness. She had reluctantly allowed me to travel without my chastity device because the one I usually wear is metal and airport security would have almost certainly stopped me. Sarah loves to tease and embarrass me but thankfully she draws the line there.

So, when she told me I was going to be free to cum as much as I liked for the next seven days I was both amazed and sceptical, it was very out of character.

"Really?"

"Yes, really... In fact, undo your flies now.."

Now this really was unprecedented. We were still about forty minutes from the airport and as it was very early in the morning, traffic was light but still...

"'Erm... OK" I mumbled in a daze and slowly slipped my zipper down. Sarah's hand was soon rooting around in my lap and my dick was stirring.

"Oh, I can't really do much" She complained, "Can you free the little man some more?"

Taking over I readjusted my boxers to the side so that my now erect penis was accessible to Sarah's whims. She started very slow rubbing the head of my dick occasionally wetting the tip with her saliva. I eased over to the slowest lane, eager not to crash the car in my thoughtless state, and relaxed back into the seat enjoying the slow teasing handjob Sarah was giving me. As my breathing got faster so did Sarah's hands only now and then rather than slipping her fingers into her own mouth, she would move her hand to my mouth for me to lick and moisten. I was getting seriously close to cumming now and said as much to Sarah.

"Don't worry, Honey, you just take care of the driving." She had a slight laugh in her voice but I was beginning not to care and could only concentrate on the feeling building in my balls. I did wonder slightly about the mess, I hadn't cum for several days so knew there would be quite a load when I actually came, but soon decided that Sarah would either complete the blowjob with her mouth or even use a tissue to clean up, to be honest I soon stopped caring.

"George, there is one thing I should have mentioned..." I was really close to letting go now and struggled to concentrate on Sarah and even the road at this point.

"George... For the next seven days you'll have unlimited cums..."Really close now, No stopping..

"But... They're all going to be ruined!" As she said this she simply took her hand away, laughing. It was far too late for me though and slowly, inevitably I felt myself tip over, but without Sarah's stimulation the cum just ran down my shaft in thick rivulets that I couldn't stop. I knew better than to continue masturbating, if Sarah had decided I was getting a ruined orgasm then a ruined orgasm it would be.

"Aaarrgghh." A useless sound of desperation as the cum still slowly seeped from the tip of my dick a small puddle now circling it's base.

"Why baby?"

"Well, I thought as we were going away for a week and you couldn't wear your cage, we should do something different." She was smiling now and then she reached into my lap once more and scooped up some of the semen with her fingers. Guiding the same fingers into my mouth she said,

"I really like the idea of mixing things up and as I follow your Tumblr blog I know you've been really interested by ruined orgasms lately." I was still meekly licking my cum from her fingers as she continued to clean up.

"I've also noticed that you've posted lots of stuff about male humiliation so I may explore that further too. Shall we do that this week too? Or wait 'til we get back?" That was a loaded question so I ducked the issue with the only acceptable response.

"Whatever pleases you, I guess."

"Ooh, good answer." She smiled.

Once on the resort I realised that Sarah was serious about both the frequency and manner of my orgasms. She used our free time to tease me, sometimes for hours and then when I was almost foaming at the mouth she would tip me over and either just hold the shaft giving no stimulation whatsoever or worse, remove her hands totally just letting me spill my seed all over my belly. Often she would feed me my cum, something she had done occasionally before but now it was happening more than half the time. We were still having sex of course, it wasn't all about me. Sarah has an incredibly high sex drive so I also spent lots of time between her legs, making her cum and cum. If she wanted fucking, and she did, I had to restrain myself from cumming and give her the hard fucking she desired although several times she had me pull out from her pussy at the last minute so that I effectively ruined my own orgasm and had to watch as I dripped ineffectively onto her pussy lips, which would also become my cue to 'go down' on her again, licking her pussy as I also licked up my own discharge.

Sarah and I found a really secluded nudist beach a short drive from where we were staying and went there to sunbathe most days. The whole beach was covered with little circular hideaways constructed from local rocks to form windbreaks. I think that it was so quiet because we'd come away out of season although it was still spectacularly warm and from the little alcove we had adopted the sea was only a two minute walk away. On our first day there Sarah set the mood by throwing her legs over my shoulders as I lay sunbathing and straddled my face.

"Wow, this is great baby. You can lick me and I have a great view of the beach to see if anyone is coming? Well, anyone else anyway.." as I started to lick and tease her pussy she leant forward slowly and began stroking my dick.

"Can't stay like this all day lover." She laughed, I can't imagine the weird tan lines you'd end up with'

My growing need to cum properly seemed to excite Sarah and my face was soon covered in her pussy juices, they were literally running down my face and neck and all the time I was getting closer and closer to cumming. Sarah's touch kept getting lighter and lighter forcing me to thrust and squirm trying to get the stimulation I craved. As I came helplessly under her touch she of course removed the contact I needed to satisfy myself but she obviously enjoyed my discomfort because she came hard herself, her pussy grinding down hard on my lips, riding the waves of the orgasm.

After a few there, we had been laying in the sun for a while when Sarah moved around so that we were head to toe. I didn't question it at first, I just assumed she was hot or uncomfortable but her hand reached over and she began stroking my dick. By now I was resigned to being her toy and knew that another ruined orgasm was imminent and merely said,

"if this is going where I think it's going, make sure the beach is clear."

"Don't worry darling, from here I can see all around us. Just lay back and enjoy the feelings." She gave that little frustrating giggle of hers that usually means she's up to no good.

"Yeah, enjoy the feelings.." I said sarcastically.

I did however begin to drift away. Sarah was being really slow and soft with her touch, clearly in no rush to 'get me there' and I began to daydream, content in the hot sun's rays. Ironically my sexual daydreams are always about scenarios where Sarah is being mean and denying me or teasing me or some such. Gradually I could feel the approach of my orgasm, the slow build had been really erotic but Sarah began changing the pace now, first slow and then a little faster. It was deliciously frustrating and my eyes were closed and I was deep into a dirty fantasy in my mind as Sarah's touch became firmer and more urgent, she was definitely not messing or teasing now. Accepting the ruin of my orgasm I let it build knowing I was close.

"Hey Man, you wanna buy?" A strangers voice, a male voice.

As my eyes flew open I was helpless to stop the orgasm that had had been building and I grunted as I felt it spurt up and hit my chest. Sarah was almost crying with laughter as was the young black guy selling sunglasses who had rapidly caught up with current events.

"Oh Man... I leave you. You busy" He walked away rapidly still laughing and clearly a little embarrassed.

I was furious with Sarah but she continued to laugh as my face burned with shame and humiliation.

"Don't stress baby. You're never gonna see him again. What does it matter?"

I really, foolishly, thought that was the end to my humiliation that holiday until the next night when we down to dinner. Sarah seemed fascinated by a woman dining alone several seats from us.

"Why do you think she alone?"

"Do you think she's attractive?"

"Should we talk to her? Maybe she's lonely."

I dismissed all the questions and ate my dinner chatting about inconsequential stuff to do when we got home, we only had two more nights at the resort. A little later in the piano bar I excused myself to go to the toilet and was surprised to see Sarah and the woman chatting on my return.

"George, this is Elizabeth. She's away on her own and I thought I'd invite her over." Sarah said happily.

"It's nice to meet you, Elizabeth." I said automatically.

"It's really kind of you to invite me over and if you're absolutely sure I'm not interrupting anything, I am glad of the company." Elizabeth was small and petite much like Sarah but with much larger breasts which, I thought to myself, looked fake. She was pleasant though and the two women began chatting easily about nothing in particular. I wasn't too bothered by the situation to be honest, Sarah and I have been together for several years so we're not needy and clingy and as I love her completely I couldn't help but be happy that she had made a friend, although it would clearly only be a short-term holiday friend, and heaven knows we've all done that. I was drifting, letting them chat and using the hotels Wi-Fi to browse Facebook when my mental radar picked up the phrase 'chastity'.

My mouth fell open as I listened to Sarah say,

"I keep George in a chastity cage all the time at home, but we didn't bring it away with us unfortunately... I'd have loved to show you it."

"Sarah, Honey. I'm really not sure that's appropriate.." My face was flushed and burning.

"Don't worry George, I'm not easily shocked." Elizabeth said in what I'm sure she thought was a reassuring way.

"Even so.." I muttered feebly.

"I love our relationship George and it's rare for me to be able to talk about it with someone." Sarah said quietly

"Rare?" I exclaimed overdramatically to reduce the tension and, it did have that effect. I quickly came to the conclusion that Sarah was right and that it was good for her to be able to talk about things like this and Elizabeth was probably perfect as she would remain a stranger. We were laughing together now and embarrassingly Sarah was enjoying her ability to be candid.

"It's so empowering to lock his dick. He's always hard for me. Always desperate to please although I do take advantage sometimes." Sarah had a wicked look in her eye now.

"Just before we came away I sent George into work wearing a bra, panties and stockings under his suit, and his cock locked of course. He protested but I'm pretty sure he loved it." I kept a diplomatic silence and excused myself to visit the bathroom again, drinking beer had definitely been a mistake. I came back to hear Elizabeth ask,

"Have you ever tried a Strapon on George?"

"Oh god yes, he loves it, especially when he comes all over my tits and then I..."

"OK baby, I really think it's time to call it a night and say goodbye to Elizabeth." I interjected pointlessly, clearly all secrets were out and the damage done.

"I think I am ready to go anyway Sarah. George it was really nice getting to know you." Elizabeth said with a smile

Both women exchanged kisses and said goodnight to each other and I thought that was it when Sarah said as we were walking away

"Ok Elizabeth, see you in the morning. We'll meet in the Lobby."

"We're meeting her tomorrow?" I asked incredulously.

"Well, of course, she's alone here so I said she could come to the beach with us tomorrow." Sarah replied as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

The next day we did meet Elizabeth in the hotel lobby and off we all went in our car to the nudist beach. I was not at all comfortable with the situation but couldn't think of a good reason to object. For the first hour all was fine. Our little stone enclave was just big enough for three people and I tried not to stare at the new naked body sharing the space with us. Inevitably the conversation returned to last night's topic and Elizabeth was full of questions which Sarah gleefully answered. I really think she was happy to have an opportunity to open up and gloat. It wasn't long until our current arrangement, seven days of ruined orgasms, came up.

"But, what is a ruined orgasm?" Elizabeth asked.

"It's when you remove all stimulation just before ejaculation, the poor boy experiences an orgasm with no pleasure, no real release other than semen obviously. Apparently, it's a little frustrating." Sarah replied laughing.

"It's more than a little frustrating, it's bloody torture. I think I'll be glad to go back and be locked up at least knowing I'll get a proper orgasm.." I said glumly.

"Would you like to try it with George?" Sarah said quietly to Elizabeth

"Yes, but you'd have to guide me." Elizabeth said with the same nonchalance as discussing the weekly shop.

"Erm, Honey.." I caught Sarah's eye.

"Oh shush, Elizabeth's only curious." Sarah said dismissively.

"Come and kneel here." Unbelievably, I meekly did as instructed and knelt in front of the two girls in a daze.

"Hands behind your back." Sarah ordered.

"Ok, take him in hand and stroke him however you want." Sarah said to Elizabeth encouragingly. Elizabeth began gently stroking my rapidly growing phallus. As she did Sarah moved behind me also on her knees so that she could look over my shoulder.

"Elizabeth, you have gorgeous tits. Doesn't she George? Aren't her tits spectacular?"

I couldn't help but glance at Elizabeth's tits swinging gently as she masturbated me. She just smiled at me and continued to slowly stroke me.

"Now obviously it's more fun if George doesn't know what's coming, so we'll have to find other ways to make it more embarrassing for him, more humiliating" Sarah continued.

"You can make him cum over your tits and then have him lick it all off or... oh, I know get him to cum into your hand and then lap it up like a dog. Won't that be embarrassing Hubby? Licking your cum from Elizabeth's hand? I mean, we only met her last night." Sarah was rocking back and forth behind my back obviously getting off on the scenario unfolding in front of her. Elizabeth was fixated on my dick and I could feel myself losing control when her right hand slipped under my balls and started rubbing and teasing my bottom. Her left hand continued stroking my dick but now I could feel the index finger on her right hand seeking entrance to my anus. Sarah had realised what she was doing and was nodding acceptance and permission. Elizabeth's hand was clearly lubricated and slippery from sun cream and I felt it slip inside me, my eyes closed for a second.

"No. look at me George." Elizabeth said, maintaining eye contact while her finger continued to fuck me and her other hand brought me closer and closer to cumming.

"You have to get the timing right." Sarah said helpfully.

Elizabeth stopped wanking my dick too early on three attempts and my dick just bobbed up and down in front of her seeking stimulation. Each time her right finger continued sliding in and out of my bottom. The fourth time however she stopped stroking at just the right time and held her hand out, palm up just in front of my penis. I couldn't help but practically scream at the frustration and agony as after several seconds my cum dribbled from the end of my dick into her palm. Both women were laughing at my discomfort and Sarah lost control completely as Elizabeth raised her hand to my mouth. I was licking up my hot semen from her hand and fingers as she withdrew her finger from behind me.

"Oh god, I could definitely get addicted to that." She laughed

"I only wish I'd thought to record it." Sarah said jokingly, (I hope).

We made it through the rest of the day in a much more normal fashion although the conversation may have been a tad blue at times, we said our goodbyes to Elizabeth that day and soon enough our seven days were over. As we were picking up our car at the airport back home Sarah turned to me.

"George, I had a really wonderful holiday, thank you."

"You're welcome Darling. I'm sure I'm not gonna forget it any time soon anyway. All those frustrating orgasms, Oh and meeting Elizabeth too, that was surreal," I replied.

"Ah yes, about that." A strange smile on Sarah's face.

'"Elizabeth gave me a present for you."

"Really?" I was surprised.

"Yeah, I have two pairs of her panties for you to wear. She didn't have time to wash them though, she didn't think you'd mind." A huge grin on her face

"I really not sure they'll fit me."' I was laughing too now.

"Well I have her address and we're friends on Facebook now so maybe she can get you some in your size." Sarah countered.

"Oh, Ok." I was a little dumbstruck.

"And now that we're back home, obviously you'll need to go back into chastity Honey."

'"Yeah, I saw that coming, pardon the pun," I said ruefully.

"And those 'frustrating orgasms' that you say you'll never forget.." She was smiling evilly now.

"Yeah?"

"Oh poor baby, I'm never going to allow you a full orgasm again. From now on you'll only going to have ruined orgasms... Whenever I choose to let you out of your cage anyway.."

THE END

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slavecaroslavecaroover 1 year ago

Well written and interesting. I would like to see it continued with more and other humiliating scenarios. She could stop any sex with him and orgasm could only be from masturbating. If he is allowed to have sex with her it could be with a hollow strapon where all he feels is the inside of the strapon. He could be forced to hump her leg instead of entering her. She could berate him because his penis does not please her. etc. I write several stories along these lines so I can come up with mujltiple scenarios. I do love the humiliation side of it and I like the loving relationship without the threat of the cuckolding. Thank you.

AnonymousAnonymousover 1 year ago

Good that, nice work, especially the final paragraph

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 2 years ago

It's well written.

It's a torture story, about a woman who enjoys destroying her husbands dignity and sense of self, but it's well written.

bayernpeter1bayernpeter1almost 6 years ago
That was crap for the brain sick perverts!

How many people do you knot that are into the lifestyle FLM?? On, two, three???

And you idiot believe thats many?? Only some reader at that side applaude to your crap and you believe you gain a crowd?? Punchinello!!! You only write for some brain sick perverts!!

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