So, my wearers frozen simply because I’ve started my period.
On Friday, as usual, I had two orgasms by my hubby’s tongue. Yesterday I had two orgasms as well, but since I was already wearing a panty liner, my pussy was much more fragrant for him! Hah!
Period starts much more intense last night, and by this morning, a large pad was practically full. While chatting with a user on chaster yesterday, I remembered something fun and decided to do it again, since it had been a while!
So, I ordered my hubby to take a funnel from the kitchen and come with me to the bathroom. Once there, I told him to kneel down and take off my panties. After he take it off me, I ordered him to smell the dirty pad and asked if it smelled good. He inhaled the scent and nodded, so I pressed down on the clean outer side of the panties and rubbed the pad all over his face! He clearly hadn't expected that, and I found it so funny—he looked so pathetic! I ordered him to open his mouth and shoved the pad in—dirty side first—as far as it would go. Ugh! It must have been disgusting for him, but his cock in a cage showed he was actually enjoying it!
Then I forbade him from washing up and ordered him to prepare a new sanitary pad for me and stick it onto a clean panties. Once he had done that, I told him to lie in the bathtub, insert a funnel into his mouth, and block the hole with his tongue so the volume could be measured. I sat on the edge of the tub and peed a substantial amount into the funnel; along with my piss, drops of menstrual blood flowed into it in a veritable stream. What a lovely rosé my body had created! Then I spat heartily into this "divine" concoction and commanded, "Flush it!" My hubby unblocked the hole and began vigorously drinking down the entire contents of the funnel.
When he finished drinking, he removed the funnel and started to express his thanks, but I told him to put it back in his mouth and plug the hole again; then I turned on the water and started washing myself over the funnel, rinsing everything from my dirty pussy right into it! When it was full of rose water, the water began to spill onto his face, which was soiled by the sanitary pad. I took the razor and made a few dry strokes across my armpits, rinsing the blade in the water inside the funnel. I shave my armpits every day, so the stubble was very short. Then I ordered him to "swallow!" again, and he drank everything that was in the funnel. I finished washing my pussy right over his face, dried myself with a towel, and put on the fresh panties he prepared for me. I ordered him to keep lying in the bathtub and put the funnel back in his mouth; then I took a toothbrush and toothpaste and brushed my teeth, spitting everything into the funnel and rinsing my mouth thoroughly. "Flush it down!" and once again, that whole frothy, murky mass vanished into his mouth. Yeah, I don't think he'll be wanting a drink anytime soon! Ha-ha!
Then I brushed my hair, gathered the clump of hair from the brush, and shoved it into his mouth. Finally, I cleaned my ears and used those two used swabs to push the clump of hair deeper into his mouth. I peeled the dirty sanitary pad off my night-time panties, placed it over his face, and pressed down slightly with my hand. I ordered him to stay in that position in the bathroom, count to 1,000, and then he would be free to go. I applied face cream and, feeling completely satisfied with myself, left the bathroom—leaving him alone—and turned off the light.
Do you still think my hubby is lucky to have a wife like me?