A new dynamic develops for an old fashioned couple (part 8)

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Cindy finally reached his cock once again and took it into her mouth, loving his gasp. She was prepared to take her time and learn every little nuance of her new toy, and planned to edge him until instead of begging for an orgasm, he begged her to stop...

John was already moaning in his deep voice as she took him into her mouth. He wouldn't orgasm tonight, and he really didn't understand why, but this felt too good to really think about it too much. Cindy had been amazing so far and he was seeing a side of her he had never seen before, and it all aroused him. He didn't understand that either. He wasn't brought up this way, he didn't have an overbearing mother (though Freud would still probably blame her), and he had never thought that something like this was the way things should be. It never would have occurred to him. He was The Man. And The Man was expected to behave and act in certain ways. He had always done his best to be The Man in all the ways that were expected of him, by his wife, by his upbringing, by society.

But now, tied to the bed and helpless, his wife's amazing tongue and lips working on his engorged cock, he felt like he had been wrong. At least as far as sex was concerned. He didn't have to make any decisions. He didn't have to worry about what he was going to do next. All he could do was take whatever it was she wanted to give him. All he could do was feel. He could let everything else go. The job, the finances, what to eat, whether to have sex. None of it mattered right now. He felt the scarves holding him still while he felt an orgasm building and he knew that they freed him. They freed his mind. No choices, no decisions. Just surrender. Just Feel. From this point on, he would crave that freeing feeling that the bondage gave him. Wanting that sweet surrender of the mind to his loving wife.

Cindy was thoroughly enjoying herself, sucking on John's cock and knowing that it belonged to her now. Hers to please and deny. She knew he was still confused about why he wouldn't be having an orgasm, but he had accepted it and that was all that mattered. She was on cloud nine with the power she had. She felt his breathing start changing and felt his cock throbbing more. That was another thing she was doing, learning the signs of impending orgasm. She knew he was getting closer based on these signs and pulled off of him.

She smiled wickedly as he gasped at the sudden lack of stimulus, his cock throbbing and searching for it. She brought one of her hands lazily up and started to massage his balls, increasing the pressure slowly over time. These would need to be explored more fully too. Not something she had ever played with much, but now she could. She knew their reputation for sensitivity, but some of her research suggested that submissive men would sometimes be aroused by a little pain there. She would proceed very carefully to be sure, but she planned to learn every single little nuance of her new toys.

"I'm sorry you can't cum tonight baby, but it's for the best," she said in a sultry voice and wasn't really sorry despite her empathetic tone. She started to increase the massage pressure on his balls and he started to moan. "How does this feel baby, does it make it any better?" she asked.

John was nearly beside himself with the overwhelming sensations. First feeling the orgasm denied and now feeling her hand on his testicles, and not quite gently. It went from pure pleasure and started crossing into discomfort, but with his legs tied wide, it also made him feel so very exposed and vulnerable. He moaned loudly with that feeling. He decided to answer her honestly. Well, he wouldn't have lied, but he decided to tell her everything. "It...it feels good....I...um.....it hurts a little but...that seems to....fuck....I kind of....I like it...." he stammered.

Cindy hummed happily and then wrapped her hand around them and started squeezing, but not hard. "And now?" she asked. John let out a whimper, but again felt the exposure and vulnerability, along with trusting his wife implicitly that she wouldn't harm him, and answered, "The....the same...mmmm," he moaned and she brought her other hand up and started to stroke him.

"How many times do you think you can take getting to the edge of orgasm do you think?" she asked, but it was almost an idle question as he wouldn't be able to stop her. She stroked him harder. As the orgasm again started to come, she stopped stroking, but squeezed his testicles a little harder. "Oh fuck...oh fuck..." John complained and then said, "As many as you want?"

"Very good honey, that is exactly correct," she said and resumed stroking. She hadn't waited very long and it immediately edged him and she stopped.

"Please baby," he said, "I can't take it. Please let me cum. Please...." he said and Cindy loved hearing him beg for it. She was going to enjoy hearing that often. She replied, "No honey, you may not. I told you that you wouldn't be. I think I am just going to do this until....well, maybe you'll beg for something else. Something allowed tonight."

And resumed stroking, all the while squeezing his testicles lightly. The sounds he was making were delicious and every single one of them turned her on more. Every whimper to her domination of him. She edged him 3 more times and he was begging wordlessly. He finally put it together though.

"Please Cindy....can I...can I please you? With my tongue again?" he asked, sounding desperate for the edging to end.

That was what she had been waiting for. Not him begging to cum, but him begging for her to stop so that he might serve her pleasure. He would come to associate his arousal with giving her pleasure. The longer he went without orgasm, the more he would be driven to please her. Not just to avoid the teasing, his very instincts would drive it. At the most basic human level man would seek shelter, food, and mating and he was driven by that. Men would court women until they were able to successfully mate and then the hormonal changes would sometimes cause a change in behavior.

Well, she was locking him in that courtship phase and he would want to please her. He would be instinctually driven to it. And the desire in him to serve her would keep getting stronger. This was so much fun now that she saw all of this in action.

"Hmmm....I suppose," she said, making it sound like she was considering, "but one orgasm won't be enough for me tonight. With how worked up you are, I won't be riding you either, so your tongue is going to have to work extra hard. Can you handle it?" she asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yes baby, yes," he replied enthusiastically, "as long as you want, as many as you want. I just feel so desperate to taste you. Please?"

Fuck that made her wet. Him begging to taste her? She could very much get used to that.

"I know you'll do a good job for me honey," she said, giving his testicles one final squeeze before climbing up his body and poising over his face once again. He actually lifted his head, trying to get to her sooner, he was so eager. Well, she would deny him his desire no longer and straddled his face, clamping onto his head with her thighs, and grabbing the back of his head with her hands. She had no hesitation this time and went at it with abandon, letting herself go. The first orgasm came very quickly.

A second smaller one followed quickly after. She kept going though, grinding down on him and enjoying herself, her power, his eagerness, and the pure pleasure of it all. A third one was building and it was going to be a big one, she could feel it. She pressed her legs tighter and heard him gasping for breath, but still eagerly going at it. Every gasp got her a little closer. Finally, the big orgasm took her and her entire body shook with it as she cried out almost in victory. This was glorious!

It seemed to go on forever and he still seemed eager, but she was getting too sensitive now and pulled off of him. She laid down beside him as they both panted to catch their breath, her hand idly playing across his chest. She was pretty sure they were done tonight, but she was in no rush to set him free.

"Thank you Cindy," he suddenly said, "hearing your moans of pleasure were amazing. I still want to taste you...."

She let out a low laugh and decided to tease him, "Maybe I will leave you tied up all night..."

She didn't mean it, but he didn't know that...