So, my freedom meant nothing to me in comparison to being able to please her. If I was free I could have as many orgasms as I wanted but I couldn’t give her one. This train of thought hadn’t occurred to me before. It did also occur to me that we weren’t in a one or the other situation, and that we could both be happy, but the realisation that her orgasms and associated happiness meant so much more than mine was interesting.
As we lay in bed after I had given Ma’am another great orgasm I tried to explain what I had just thought about.
“So you weren’t giving me your full attention baby? That’s disappointing.”
I knew she was messing with me.
“No Ma’am, I often think about the football results or what’s for dinner when I’m using my tongue on your pussy.”
She laughed and pinched my inner thigh.
“Would a year in the belt concentrate your mind?”
“Nah! I’d probably drift off even more.”
Another pinch.
“It’s an interesting idea, my little chastity whore. I like the idea that you place me and my pleasure so far ahead of your own, but you do need to find contentment in your own chastity too.”
“True Ma’am, but I’m not sure how especially in this device.”
“Go back to the beginning. Do you remember how I told you about the effect of an orgasm on a man, and the effect on a woman?”
“I do Ma’am, and you were completely correct. The vast majority of my orgasms were pointless, just wasted energy with very little joy.”
“Indeed, carry on. How does not having an orgasm make you feel?”
“Alive.”
I paused, there was so much more to it than that.
“But so much of that is wrapped up with you Ma’am. My chastity has so much more meaning when I’m with you. I can use all of my energy trying to please you. On my own it seems… not pointless, but far less important.”
She placed her hand on top of the phallic bulge which held my throbbing member.
“Don’t ever forget that this gives me pleasure every minute of every day. I have to be incredibly disciplined to stop myself from thinking about your locked cock all the time.
I don’t have to be with you to take an immense amount of pride in what we have together, and I get aroused by it all the time.
You drive me crazy with lust. I’ve never told you this before but I have an orgasm almost every night when I go to bed, and almost every morning when I wake up, just because I’m thinking about your chastity, and what you have sacrificed to make me happy.”
I closed my eyes and let out little moan. Beneath the severe steel my body was desperately trying to pump blood into my cock. It couldn’t of course, my heart beat felt like a big bass drum in my groin.
“Oh Jesus Ma’am, that’s probably the most arousing and beautiful thing you have ever said to me. Thank you, thank you so much.”
She snuggled closer to me.
“You are very welcome baby. Don’t ever doubt what this means to me, and don’t ever forget, even when I am not with you physically, I am always with you emotionally.”
I felt a deep contentment. Now more than ever, my chastity and my denial had a purpose. I always knew that my submission meant a lot to Ma’am, but she had given me a deeper insight.
Our relationship seemed less one sided now. She got as much from it as I did. My loss was equalled by her gain. It wouldn’t matter where in the world she was, she would be energised by the knowledge that somewhere I was locked and horny, and thinking of her all the time.
I would be thinking of her even more now, particularly when I went to bed and woke up. Those thoughts certainly wouldn’t relieve my constant arousal, if anything they would increase it, but it didn’t matter.
In my mind our symbiotic relationship was complete, the flow of energy ran equally in both directions.
Ma’am made a purring sound, and got up.
“Time for a shower baby, I’m going to miss cleaning you!”
I laughed, that has always been a fantastic tease.
“Well, you could always unlock me Ma’am, if you miss it that much.”
It was her turn to laugh.
“Not a chance, you’re not getting out of there for a very long time.”
My heart starting thumping a little harder again as we jumped in and the hot water hit us. We were clean pretty quickly but we were both horny. I couldn’t help myself, I grabbed Ma’am round the waist, kissed her deeply and pushed her against the tiled wall. I felt her passion rise as she returned my kiss. One leg snaked its way between mine and pressed against the metal shield, I felt her sliding her thigh across it as her breathing quickened.
I didn’t waste any time and my fingers found her hot centre. She gasped as I found her clit. Still pushing her hard against the wall I quickly and deftly took her to the edge of another orgasm.
I leaned my upper body away a little so that I could look into her eyes.
“I need your orgasms almost as much as you do Ma’am. Cum for me.”
With that I increased the pressure on her clit and drove her over the edge. She cried out and clung onto me, her whole body vibrating with the intensity of her orgasm. I had her firmly by the waist as I felt her legs tremble and give way slightly.
My mind slipped back to the time when we had made love, passionately, in the shower. I ached for another moment like that. But I couldn’t control myself, so that was not an option at this time. When I could, then I would get that chance again.
It was all about my self control. My lack of it meant that not only was I missing out on those beautiful moments, but more importantly, Ma’am was too. I was the one being denied but Ma’am was making a sacrifice as well. To put it bluntly, I had to get my shit together.
My thoughts were interrupted as Ma’am pushed me gently away.
“Mmm, that was just lovely. Thank you baby. You got a little dominant there, didn’t you? Interesting.”
“Sorry Ma’am, I just knew I could give you another orgasm so I did.”
“It’s all good. A bit of intuition never goes amiss.”
We went downstairs and Ma’am made a few texts.
“Excellent, we will have company this evening. Go to the shops for me Tom, I’ll write a list.”
Five minutes later I was on my way to the supermarket to buy dinner and a few bits and bobs. Ma’am was busy on her laptop when I returned so I just unpacked and made her a coffee.
An hour or so later I heard a car pull up.
“Get the door boy.”
I hesitated as I was, as usual, naked except for my chastity belt.
“Don’t worry, they won’t bite.”
I opened the door to see Alexis and another woman getting out of the car.
“Hey Tom! Come here and get our luggage.”
It was only about twenty feet to the car so I hurried past them, collecting a slap on my rear from Alexis on my way.
When I got back with two large and heavy suitcases Ma’am and Alexis were giving each other a big hug
“It’s so good to see you again Alexis, how are you? Who’s your friend?”
“It’s lovely to see you too Louise. This is Betty, my new slave girl.”
“Hello Betty, nice to meet you.”
“Hello Ma’am, it’s a pleasure to meet you too. Miss Alexis has told me a lot about you, all good too!”
Ma’am, laughed, “I should hope so. Well Alexis, you never really said why you are down here. It’s a long way for a casual visit.”