What I mean by the title is that the longer I'm locked, denied, teased and humiliated the more I want. I feel urges for my Mistress to dominate me more every day. Some days if she's not taking it up a notch I get moody. It's like a drug almost and I'm highly addicted and need more daily to get my fix. Does anyone else get like this, if so, how do you cope with it? Maybe it's my obsessiveness taking over.
It ebbs and flows for me. In the first few weeks I am always extremely horny and want to bust out. After a couple months I am pretty much leveled out and resigned to my fate.
I would not like my husband to resign;-) In fact I love to see his silent begging, to orally please me, - just to be ignored... or being pushed down to serve. He never knows - and that frustration is sweet.... to him too in fact Well - he has come to terms with the fact that pleasure is just for me - and sometimes Ann, when she visits;-) We do not even talk about it anymore. He does not bring up the subject. I believe that the long an infinite denial has turned into a permanent condition that is being accepted as basic life-defining principle , and therefore not something I have to enforce;-) But I see no resignation. You can't resign from something that is never intended to happen, right?
My wife has had a boyfriend for the last year who takes care of most of her needs. I am the primary financial provider but she seems to enjoy my suffering by imposing an almost semi permanent denial. In the end I want to make her happy. She does reward me occasionally but it is rare.
^ Guys, you're off topic. I could write paragraphs with specifics, but in order to keep it short I'll just say that I absolutely get this. Focusing on something else would help to handle it. If you don't already do this, you could start reading books or working out (or both). Find something you can do that it will keep your mind busy.
I get moody too. If I set my expectation that the day will be domination-uneventful, my 'condition' is easier to manage. But when my wife tells me that she intends to administer the thwacks that I have earned the last few days, or tells me that she is going to tie me up, then changes her mind, I can be a little moody bitch. I am trying to work on that. Again I think the trick is managing the expectations.
I have always said chastity is like a roller coaster. It has many ups and downs. Around the curves and bends and then its time to get off. Then the first thing you say, "I want to go again!". And so the cycle begins anew. Whew what a ride. I wouldn't have it any other way.