The last two days before the guests arrived were hectic — a lot to get done around the house. But that's no reason to skip the pleasant pauses for me, anyway!
Friday was our wedding anniversary. It started in the morning with cunnilingus, as these things do. Then, twice during the day, I called my hubby into the bathroom for more. I also decided that even on our anniversary he wouldn't be getting his own orgasm — not even into his cage. Especially today it's important to reaffirm the hierarchy!
Saturday was just as busy, and my period started — that low-key spotting phase where I spent the day with a panty liner. Around midday I called him into the bathroom again. I wore it for half a day and the smell of pussy was already starting to be quite intense and I made a deliberate choice not to change it — let everything collect a little longer. Later in the evening I wanted one more orgasm! I told him to lie down near the toilet. First he received all my piss — I turned away from him on purpose. By then the smell was already more intense from wearing the liner all day. I don't particularly enjoy it, but it works perfectly to establish who's in charge here! Then I unclipped the liner from my underwear and pressed it directly onto his forehead. Quite a sight! I ordered him to get to work with his tongue. He tried very hard, and I came quickly.
I did decide to let him cum — into his chastity cage of course. The condition: I set a 2-minute timer. If he didn't make it, no orgasm for the next 3 weeks! I enjoy setting hard limits like that. He finished in one minute! I love that — it shows how much he's been wanting me, and honestly I don't like to spend too long on it.
Today is Monday. I hope by tomorrow I'll be back to my own orgasms.