Male Orgasm Denial Improves Woman Sexual Pleasure
Merry and I were talking about scenes and dungeon play.
I said, “You know, I cannot think of a thing that I could do or be done to me that I would find to be embarrassing or humiliating.”
“Mmm, yes, I’ve noticed.”
“Fact is, I CHALLENGE you to find such a thing.”
“Oh?” said Merry, with an evil grin. “If I accept the challenge, you must agree to go along with anything I come up with.”
“Well… as long as it’s within the boundaries of our already-established hard limits, and it won’t get me arrested, such as public indecency, or some such, yes, I agree.”
“Well, then,” she said, still smiling, and she settled back to do some thinking.
Merry told me, “My friend Donna is coming over. She is having problems in her sex life with her husband. Which is to say, she’s not getting much. Just, do as I tell you.”
“Okay,” I agreed.
Donna arrived, and was shown in. Merry and Donna talked privately in the living room, then Merry asked her, “So, I think Shilo should hear this because I think we can help. Do you mind?”
“Oh, I guess not.”
“Shilo, come in here.”
I entered the room, and sat down.
“Donna, you were saying…?”
“Our sex life, for Don and me, has been … well, infrequent. When I mention being in the mood, he is just so …. Uninterested, like, if I really insist, he’ll engage, but it feels like he’s doing me a favor, so I don’t insist, and I don’t know what’s wrong.”
I asked, “How about does he shower or bathe?”
“Oh, huh, at least twice a day, like in the morning, before work, in the evenings, after work and before dinner.”
“Does he seem to spend much time in the bathroom, like on the toilet?”
“Not that I noticed at first, but for the past many months, it seems so. I’ve even asked if his bowels are okay, and he says, yeah, yeah, just getting older, or something like that.”
“Does he have, or use, a desktop, laptop, or tablet?”
“All of those, but when like sitting around, he’s using the tablet.”
“Does he take the tablet to the john with him?”
“Yes, he reads e-books on it.”
“Or so he says. Um, does he spend leisure time away from you, such as with you in the living room, him in the bedroom, something like that?”
“Well, like if I’m watching some favorite show, he often goes into the bedroom because he wants to watch something else.”
“So, have you ever just asked him how often he is masturbating?”
“Uhhh … what?”
“My belief is he uses that time away from you to masturbate, and also why he would take the tablet into the john with him. Not of reading, but for porn.”
“And the masturbation redirects what sex drive he has, takes it away from you, and focuses on himself.”
“Why would he do that?”
“Oh, any number of factors. As simple as, it just happened one time, easy to do, when alone or in the shower, and he just … liked … it, and it became a habit.”
“So I should ask him to … stop masturbating?”
“Yeah… good luck with that.”
“What do you mean?”
“I know from experience, it is an extremely difficult habit to break. Unless you’ve got the time and energy to watch him, like every single minute at home, well, it’s just tough.”
“You speak from experience?”
“Yes, I was a chronic and compulsive masturbator.”
“But you’re not, now, sounds like. How did you stop?”
Merry smiled, and waiting for my response.
“Merry and I agreed that I should have help to overcome my compulsion….”
“I am .. that is to say, my penis is … locked in a chastity device, and Merry keeps the key.”
Donna looked stunned. “I .. I don’t even know what that is.”
“It’s … a device, metal, silicon, polycarbonate, that fits at the base of the penis, around the scrotum, with a tube or cage that fits over the penis, with the idea of preventing or discouraging an erection, and it certainly prevents one from manually stimulating the penis in any fashion. And, it’s invariably fitted with a lock, so the wearer cannot remove it without the key.”
Donna still looked perplexed, like she was trying to picture it in her mind.
Merry said, “Show her, Shilo.”
I expected this. I stood up, and pulled my shorts and briefs down to my feet in one tug, and held my shirt tail up, so that Donna could see the CB-6000 locked on my penis.
“Oh…” said Donna, softly.
“Touch it if you want,” said Merry.
Donna’s hand went out, and touched the plastic tube, and the ring at the base of my cock, then fingered the lock. “So … he only gets it off when you say so?”
“That’s right,” said Merry.
“So, how long do you make him stay like this, a day or so?”
Merry laughed. “How long has it been now, Shilo?”
“Eleven days,” I said.
“Why … so long?” asked Donna.
“Just got to give it time. Keep him waiting between orgasms. Allow the feeling of desire and lust to build up. He begins to want to please me, just so that maybe I’ll let him out. He’s become very skillful with his tongue. He does whatever I want.”
“So how long, usually, then?”
“It will be different for every couple. With Shilo, I keep him locked a minimum of ten days after an orgasm, and up to, oh, three weeks. It has worked very well for us.”
“So, I should suggest this to Don?”
Merry said, “Um, go slow and easy. First, have a conversation about masturbation, and what it’s doing to you and your joint sex life. Get him to understand THAT, then suggest this. IF he goes for this, start with a day, a couple days, let him get used to it, then build up to longer lock up periods.”
“What if he does not go for it?”
“You have to decide how much you can take, and what you’re going to do about it. You can accept your life, you can tell him that you don’t accept it, that you may go looking elsewhere for satisfaction, you can try lots of things. You have to decide.”
“Yeah, I guess I do.” She stood up. “I should be going. Thanks for the talk, and thank you for showing me, um, this.”
“You’re most welcome,” said Merry, smiling ever so slightly evilly.
“You’re welcome,” I said quietly, pulling up my shorts.
Donna left, and Merry closed the door.
“Well,” she asked me, “How was that for H & E?”
I smiled. “Nah, nothing like that. In fact, I’m kinda proud of this, it’s like a symbol of my love for you, and what I’m willing to do for you. I don’t mind a bit showing it off, and especially when it seems beneficial to someone in some fashion.”
“Well,” she said, grinning, “Tomorrow’s another day.”