Hi all. Ive been doing a bit of writing. Enjoy and I welcome any comments/feedback! I was lying in bed. My partner was in the bathroom with the door open and I could see her brushing her teeth getting ready to come to bed as well. She was wearing her thong and the rest of her deliciously curvy body was naked. Her full breasts hung proudly with their inviting pink nipples not erect, but still beautiful like the rest of her body, just waiting to be touched and caressed and kissed. My cock stood to attention and ached under the duvet. I ran the tip of my finger over my nipple and could feel pre-cum dribbling out of the end of my shaft. It had been over a week since we had sex and I was so horny! She finished brushing and went to the toilet, oblivious to my desires. I heard the toilet flush and just before she came into the bedroom I guiltily whisked my hand away from my nipple and rolled towards the door. She stood in the doorway for a moment and I got another glimpse of her beautiful sexuality before she switched off the light and crawled into bed. I noticed she was still wearing her thong which only meant one thing. We weren’t going to have sex tonight. She put a pillow between her legs and rolled away from me and pulled my arm around hers. “Aah, bed” she said. “Don’t you just love it?” “Erm, yes” I replied doing my best to hide my disappointment. I kissed her on the shoulder and hugged her, yearning to do more. She started talking about work. I managed to keep my hand from shaking but my heart was pounding. She stopped mid-sentence and said” Are you OK honey? I can feel your heart pounding?” “Yes I’m fine, I’m just a bit horny that’s all” I stammered. She squeezed my hand. “I’m sorry, I’m just really tired and I’m not horny at all. I’m stressed about work, I’ve got to get up early and too be honest I don’t feel sexy at all. I just want to go to sleep, plus I think I’m coming on, maybe give it a week...” I gave her a hug and kissed her shoulder again. “Its OK baby, I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to. I love you very much!” She rolled on her back and I cuddled up to her. “I love you too, very much in fact. You can always rub my feet you know.” I kissed her neck. “I can do that baby”. My cock was rock hard and my heart was still beating fast. I ran the back of my hand gently over her groin and whispered in her ear “do you want to cum first”. She pushed my hand away. “No I think the feet will do quite nicely thanks.” I love pleasing her, and even if I don’t cum the best part of having sex with her for me is when she orgasms. Especially when she gets really noisy and her whole body shudders when she climaxes. It is a beautiful thing. I used to get angry when previous partners didn’t want sex. I would feel rejection or sexual frustration, but with this woman it was different. I get as much pleasure pleasing her as I do coming myself, even more in fact. It must be how a faithful servant feels pleasing its master. Not under duress to perform, but a much more meaningful deeper feeling of love and commitment that transcends a wage or punishment. Knowing your place. Knowing “who wears the trousers”. Knowing the pleasure of being a true submissive and being able to make an unashamed and profound declaration that says “I want to be your willing slave and worship you forever”. Just before midnight probably wasn’t the time and place to make such a declaration, but I decided to push it a little. I wanted to rub her feet, but that wasn’t enough for me. I wouldn’t feel truly satisfied unless I felt her, tasted and smelled her womanhood dripping from my chin as I spent the next hour rubbing oil all over her heavenly body. I just had to try! “You know darling” I said doing my best to keep the shaky excitement from my voice. “I don’t know why you don’t let me try. It would probably help relax you and go to sleep if you came” I waited expectantly for her reply. A short pause. “Yes, it would be OK but I don’t really feel horny. I’m tired. And then I’ll feel guilty ‘cause I know you’re really horny. And if you want sex then it’s going to be another hour and the hassle and mess. I just want to fall asleep. I know I’m a lazy selfish cow, sorry. The feet will do”. I persisted. “I don’t mind all that, I just want to pleasure you. You know I don’t mind. I bet you would want sex at bedtime allot more if you knew you didn’t have to worry about my needs.” Another pause. “Well, yes perhaps but I still feel guilty and selfish”. I knew I was getting somewhere and my excitement mounted. “Well that’s the point isn’t it? I want you to be selfish. You know I like being teased. She turned towards me and smiled. “I know you do baby”. She teased her finger over my nipple. “Well, maybe I should be a little more selfish more often if that’s what you want? But don’t expect me to reciprocate.” I smiled triumphantly. Success! “It is what I want and I only expect to rub you after you’ve come”. She gave my nipple one last hard squeeze. “Ok then, selfish it is, but I would be careful what you wish for. Maybe it’s time for me to test how much you really mean that. For a start, I want my house cleaning tomorrow and not just a Hoover I mean everything, dishes, dusting and the bathroom”. “Gladly” I replied. “And I don’t want you cumming without my say so. And you don’t whine about how horny you are. That just puts me off. If you want me to be selfish then I will be!” I kissed her on the lips. “It sounds good to me. So how do you want to be pleasured my sweet?” She put her hands behind her head and stretched. “I kind of fancy some cock in me now, too bad for you it won’t be yours though. Go and get that chin thing, and try not drip on me!” I went over to my suitcase full of sex toys and got out a rather dildo that the user straps to their head to pleasure the receiver. I started to fix it on my chin, my cock was still rock hard and pre cum was dripping everywhere. “And, you need to get up in the morning when my alarm goes off. I want fresh coffee, shirt ironed and my lunch made. Think you can handle that bitch?” I grinned. “Yes maam” I went down on her and it wasn’t long before she came with a very noisy and explosive orgasm. “Jesus that was a rather loud one baby!” I proclaimed as I rolled her on her back, rubbing oil into my hands”. She yawned. “It sure was, I think being selfish is the way forward. Save a bit of energy when your cleaning tomorrow will you? I may require that again!” I spent the next hour rubbing her until she fell asleep. I could smell her on my face and taste her in my mouth and although my cock remained hard I felt truly satisfied having pleased my mistress. The next morning I got up and made the coffee, made her lunch and ironed her shirt. She was quite cheery as she drew on a cigarette and sipped a cup of coffee. “That was quite the orgasm you had last night babe” I said. “I know” she proclaimed. “I didn’t think I was horny. I do think it’s because I was able to relax and let go a bit knowing I only had to worry about cuming and then falling asleep. I like this idea of being a “selfish cow”, and knowing it turns you on...well.... I don’t feel guilty now at all! I’m so glad you suggested it. But listen, I don’t always want to cum at bedtime ‘cause women aren’t like that so don’t think I will every time we go to bed” She paused and then grinned.” I do suppose though as long as we know you’re not getting any without my say-so then you have permission to try to pleasure me but don’t ever expect me to reciprocate, and if after a couple of minutes I say that will do then that’s it! I don’t ever want to feel pressured if I’m not in the mood, but it’s OK to try. You never know, I may come to expect it. The “new rule” is you don’t ask; I will let you know when you can be pleasured. Agreed?” I nodded my head and she continued. “Even if I don’t come it would be nice to have you kissing my bits as part of our bedtime routine....and knowing I don’t have to cum or do anything to you sounds good to me...who wouldn’t want their bits kissed nightly? You won’t get that from me though, ha-ha. I definitely expect a nightly thorough massage though! Now, to change the subject make sure you don’t forget the dusting round mine later and remember, no wanking! I’ve got to treat you mean to keep you keen and I want you focused on cleaning my house and nothing else! You’re not getting off until I tell you it’s OK though, understand? She grabbed my chin and pulled it up towards her on the last word. My cock shot up and stuck out of my trousers. A small wet patch was beginning to form. “I understand baby” I stammered. Four hours later her house was spotless. I really enjoyed cleaning it for her and to be honest I felt as horny as hell the whole time I was doing it. I felt like I was giving her pleasure in different way than sex but to me it was still an act of worship. I knew she would come home and be pleased to see her house scrubbed, and that made me very happy. I texted her to say the chores were done. She called back a few minutes later. “Hi honey, thanks for doing that, I bet it looks fantastic. I think your due for a little treat”. My heart started beating a bit faster. I kind of hoped that “treat” was going to be about my pleasure. I hadn’t come in 8 days; I was going through pairs of underwear fast and needed a release. “The thing is though” she continued, “It’s been a rough day so far at work, so I’ve decided to go out for a few drinks after and then I thought I’d just go home. I will see you in say two days? That’s OK isn’t it? You don’t mind me being selfish I hope?” A pause. Two days? My heart sank a bit but then I thought of course I didn’t mind if that’s what she wanted. “That’s no problem baby” I said. “Have a nice time and I’ll see you soon”. Another pause. “Well, good then, I’m glad you don’t mind. There’s just one thing though. I don’t want you wanking and I definitely don’t want you looking at porn. You can think about me though for the next couple of days and what you’re going to be cooking me for dinner!” The time passed very slowly and she showed up at my house in the early evening. She greeted me with a smile and we hugged. My cock sprung up again. “What’s this? I bet you’re horny” she said. “How long has it been, almost a week?” I smiled sheepishly. “Ten days”. She smiled even broader. “Ten days? Oh dear you must be horny! I know I am and it’s only been two. Let’s have a look then.” She pulled me over to the couch and sat down with me standing over her. “Put your hands behind your back and let’s discuss that treat I owe you. You deserve it, you did an outstanding job cleaning my house!” She undid my trousers and pulled the band my underwear down under my balls. My cock sprang up to attention. She squeezed my testicles and grinned. “They feel a bit full don’t they?”She rubbed her finger on the wet pre-cum dribbling out of the end of my cock and slowly down the shaft. I was trembling with excitement. “Your treat is you get to pamper me tonight and then pleasure me at bedtime”. My heart was racing and my hands were shaking behind my back. “You’re not getting it tonight though; I thought it would be fair of me to let you know now. I might be selfish but I’m not cruel and I don’t want you to have any false hopes. Now put that thing away and calm down because I want you to go to the shop and fetch me some wine.” She giggled. “You are allowed to touch my pussy when you come back because I want a trim, and when you’re done that you can sort my feet out.” We had a nice dinner and an enjoyable evening, although I wasn’t allowed to talk much because she was watching her shows and playing face book games whist I gave her a pedicure and a “haircut”. We eventually made it to bed. She crawled in and laid out flat on her stomach. She wasn’t wearing her thong and she stretched out delicately and yawned. “I just want a quick one tonight darling because I’m tired. Now go and fetch that plug in massager, it should do the trick”. I got the massager from my suitcase and switched it on. I ran the device up and down her back and started rubbing it gently around her buttocks and groin whilst kissing the back of her neck. She moaned softly and whispered “I want in the ass baby”. I was quite surprised to hear this as anal sex wasn’t something we had done before. I suddenly fancied the thought of slowly plunging my hard cock deep into her tight ass, gently pushing the tip in only a small way, and waiting for her sphincter to relax. As she relaxed I would push in deeper, filling her ass and thrusting my hand into her vagina, rubbing my finger tip against my cock through the thin membrane of her ass, making her cunt and ass feel engorged with the pleasure of double penetration that only a woman can experience; and then finally with a soft, understanding touch like a woman’s teasing her clit to orgasm. Little circles around her clitoris brushing over the exposed flesh of her swollen bean struggling to escape its hood. Not roughly or clumsily, guided by her noises and her body, knowing when to apply the right amount of pressure. Maybe a gentle squeeze on her swollen shaft at the right moment when she climaxed... I excitedly moved my erect penis over to her backside but she pushed my cock back giving it a squeeze. “No, I don’t mean that silly! Use your tongue and get busy!” She pushed her ass up in the air, grabbing the massager from my shaking hand. I kissed her back all the way down and parted her buttocks gently flicking my tongue around her rosebud. My saliva dribbled from her crack down over her exposed labia mixing with her dripping juices and making her clit glisten. Her moans increased as she ran the massager delicately over her now swollen clitoris. She grabbed my head and pushed it into her buttocks and in a breathless voice whispered “stick your tongue in, deeper!”I slowly fucked her ass with my tongue increasing in speed as she pushed the massager into her clit and rocked back onto my face. She came hard and fast, letting out a short yelp as her whole body shuddered into a crescendo. She dropped the massager and collapsed back down on the bed. She was spent. I switched the massager off and moved my head up to meet hers. My cock was dripping with excitement having just seen that beautiful performance. She was the conductor, and my hands, lips and tongue were the instruments waiting to be commanded in an orchestra of pleasure! I brushed my lips against hers so she could taste her ass and juices. “I love you baby” I murmured with a shaky voice. She lazily puckered her lips in a pout to meet mine and said “Me too. That was nice slave boy, you’ve done good job. I’m looking forward to my massage now...” Another fresh surge of excitement enveloped me upon hearing her call me a “slave” I felt like her slave, owned and commanded, serving and worshipping a goddess, all in the name of her pleasure! My role had been defined in our relationship, understanding true love and pleasure that transcends anything physical. I knew at that moment she truly understood my deepest desires for her, to serve and worship her with all of my love. She now understood her role, to be my master and owner. To unashamedly take what was rightfully hers without guilt and to accept and embrace my love and servitude. I reached for the baby oil and began working it over her body. My fingers were an extension of my love, kneading into her muscles with every movement wanting to please her. It took all of my restraint as I rubbed my oiled hands around her buttocks, wanting to plunge my fingers and then my cock deep into her ass and warm inviting pussy, but knowing it wouldn’t happen and feeling a tease that was beyond pure ecstasy. Within the hour she was in a deep sleep. I curled up to her, rock hard but full of pleasure knowing I had satisfied my mistress. A few days later my partner came over. I had cooked dinner but she was a bit late down the pub so I kept it warm in the oven. She arrived slightly drunk and merry and was clutching a bottle of wine. She threw her arms around me and we embraced. “I’m a bit late aren’t I” she said. “Yes but that’s ok baby” I replied. “Well it’s not really” she insisted. “I’m all into this ‘you serving me and stuff’ but I love you too and I want you to be happy. I’m not really hungry though and I want to watch my shows and drink a bit more wine. Tell you what, you talked about me tying you up before so why don’t we do it? A little treat for you if you want?” I felt some excitement mount. “OK” I replied. “Well why don’t you go upstairs and set things up. I will be along shortly...” I bounded upstairs with enthusiasm, dinner forgotten about. I have restraints that clip onto the wearer’s wrists and ankles and then onto canvas straps that fit under the bed. Once tied the wearer is completely restrained! I eyed some of my other items. I grabbed two clothespins and a pair of thumb-cuffs. I have a “kink” for breath control and wearing hoods and gags. I grabbed a ball gag that I owned; feeling a little embarrassed but turned on at the same time. It had been almost two weeks since I had come and I was aching down below. In spite of wanting to cum so badly I also grabbed a chastity device we played with some times and placed it next to the ball gag. “Tease and denial” is another one of my fetishes. It was just another way of “feeling owned” and putting the control in the hands of my mistress. It’s not that I didn’t want to orgasm, I desperately did but I wanted her to be in total control to decide when that happened. If she had an orgasm when I didn’t and was able to enjoy it without any guilt whilst I sat there frustrated, it reinforced for me that she accepted my will and desire to serve her. She came upstairs a few minutes later and spied the items on the bed “So what do we have here, A ball gag? I’m not wearing that no way!” she exclaimed. “Erm, it’s not for you, I thought I could wear it”. I could feel myself blushing. “Oh I see” she said laughing. “You kinky little boy. I’m sure we can sort that out. And clothespins? Ouch! And what’s this, your little cage thingy” she said pointing to the chastity device. “I thought I was going to pleasure you, don’t you want that?” I didn’t know how to answer, I wanted to be pleasured but at the same time there was that kink....”It’s up to you” I stammered. “Oh I see. Well make sure you’ve had a piss cause you might be here a while.” I went to the toilet. She closed the door saying “stay in there until I tell you to come out. A few minutes later I was greeted by her wearing stockings and her black PVC outfit. She had pulled the top down so her breasts were exposed. I eyed them greedily and grinned. She had taken her wine upstairs and I saw a lit cigarette next to the bed in an ashtray. She took a draw of her cigarette and a sip of her wine. “Not for you I’m afraid, now strip!” I quickly got undressed. She walked around me and eyed my naked body up and down stroking my front and then down my back. She gave my buttocks a smack. “Get on the bed then bitch and let’s get you tied up” I lay on the bed on my back. “No,” she said.”On all fours! “ I turned over on my knees and she started smacking my bottom softly at first and then a bit harder. I got a huge erection. “Oh my god” she laughed. “You really like that don’t you?” I blushed. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone bitch! “Say you like it and ask me to hit you again” I did so and she carried on for a while until my buttocks were glowing! “I’m getting bored of that now” she proclaimed and pushed me on my back. She fastened my ankles to the straps and picked up the clothespins looking at them with wide eyes. “So where am I supposed to put these? I’m all new to this you know and don’t watch kinky films like you!” I blushed. “On my nipples?” she handed me one. “Why don’t you show me how it goes on, I don’t want to hurt you, much!” I took a clothespin and placed it around the side of my nipple so it was squeezed and pushed up exposed. She put her finger in my mouth and then ran the wet tip over my nipple. I shuddered slightly. “Oh I get it, I can still play with you that way! Clever!” I started to feel a bit breathless as she clamped my wrists in over my head to the headboard of the bed. She grabbed the thumb-cuffs and put them on my thumbs preventing me from undoing the straps on my wrists. She laughed and began running her fingers up and down my body. Well, you’re not going anywhere any time soon are you? “She picked up the remaining clothespin and clamped it on my other nipple making me squirm. “Hmm, I don’t want you to see everything that’s going on” she said taking a pillowcase and putting it over my head pulling it down to cover my eyes so just my nose and mouth were exposed. My heart was pounding with excitement. She squeezed my throat with one hand and covered my mouth with the other so I couldn’t breathe. She held it for about 15 seconds and then released. I gasped. My cock was rock hard. “You like that don’t you slag!” she laughed. I nodded. She kept controlling my breath and slid her hand off my throat and started teasing my nipples. My cock was dripping with juice. She leaned over to my ear and whispered “So would you like to come my darling?” I nodded my head unable to contain my excitement. “Well” she continued. “If you wanted to come so much then why did you get that thingy out?” She got up and I could hear rustling and the sound of the bottle of baby oil being opened. I felt some drizzle on my cock and she rubbed oil teasingly up and down my shaft. I moaned with pleasure. “I can’t think of anything more horrendous than not being able to come when I want. I hate being teased but I guess some people like to give and others like to receive. You are good little bitch at giving though aren’t you? It’s time for you to give and I to take and I want to come now.” I heard more rustling and I could feel her climbing on top of me. She pushed her ass and groin into my face and she was turned away from me. I could feel the PVC she was wearing pulled to one side of her crotch exposing her bits against my face. “Hmm. I was definitely going to give you a nice orgasm tonight darling, but now I’ve decided ...you don’t get to. It’s quite obvious you’re not ready to, and to think I went to all this effort! I wanted to make you happy and fulfil your desires tonight! You can be happy for me though, I’m definitely having one.” She started grinding her bits into my face as my tongue flicked over her clitoris. Her juices were dripping into my mouth and she let out a soft pleasurable moan. “I’m gonna ruin your orgasm and then I’m going to put your thingy on, at least for a week She slowly continued to stroke my shaft and play with the clothespins as she whispered “you’re not coming, I’m going to stop as soon as you start to and then it will be in your cage for you...” I couldn’t control myself any longer. My body shuddered and with a huge moan I felt a surge of semen ejaculate out of my shaft, but as it did she stopped stroking my cock and squeezed my balls so even though I came I didn’t feel the satisfaction of being spent. She laughed, “Jeeze that was quite a bit for one squirt! And Yuk, you got it all over my hand!” She put her hand dripping with semen up to my mouth. “Clean it!” she commanded and I reluctantly started licking her fingers. “You see what we girls have to go through. Not nice it is? Oh, here’s a bit as well.” She leaned over me and I licked a bit of my semen off her chest. I finished licking her fingers and she picked up the chastity device. After a bit of fumbling she managed to get it on. She clicked the lock in place and with a smile said “maybe I’ll leave this on for two weeks, we will see how good you are”. She climbed back on me and sat on my face. “It’s my turn now” she whispered. She started slowly grinding her crotch into my face picking up speed and finally in a frenzy shouted “oh my god, I’m going to come!” as she had an explosive orgasm as her juices poured into my mouth and drizzled over my chin. She climbed off and kissed my cheek. “Mmm, that was nice, I really enjoyed that!” She gave my device a shake and grinned. “Aah, it’s so nice to be able to come when you want to, too bad you’re not coming anytime soon!” She picked up the ball gag and attached it to my head. “That’s better, no interruptions now while I watch my show”. She flicked the light off and I was left there tied up. “There we go babe, you can have a nice relax and get all that kinky stuff out of your system. See you in say, A few hours?” she laughed and walked down the stairs. She came up an hour or so later. She had a cigarette in her hand and blew a puff of smoke in my face. I bet you want a fag don’t you? I nodded. “Do you want to let you out?” I nodded again. “OK, I will do, in about two more hours. This isn’t something I plan on doing very often with you as it’s just too much work, so I think you need to make the most of it while you can and enjoy this little kinky treat! Plus, I still have some more shows to watch so just hang in there!” As she walked away she turned “Dinner was fantastic by the way darling, and a bit more substantial than the cum you got to eat!” About two hours later she came up and untied me. I managed to limp to the bathroom and had a long pee! She stood in the doorway grinning at me. “So, shall I take that thing off you so you can fuck me properly? I’ve decided you have suffered enough now baby” I smiled “Oh yes please!” She handed me the bottle of baby oil. “Well, if you do a good job rubbing me tonight then I might consider doing that in the morning!” An hour later she was fast asleep and I was looking forward to breakfast.