Reflections from the Bottom

Lately, I’ve been thinking about a particular torment that my fantasy tease and denial woman would do to me.

She would take off my regular stainless steel cock cage, and replace it with a Kali’s teeth cock cage.  She would then tell me to go down to the living room, and lock myself in the cinder block stocks.

I would go down to the living room, and pull two cinder blocks out of the closet, along with a pair of handcuffs and a pair of ankle cuffs.  I would put the cinder blocks on the floor in the living room, one on top of the other.

I would sit down on the floor, and put my ankles through the two holes in the bottom cinder block.  I would then lock my ankles together with the ankle cuffs.  I would put my wrists through the two holes in the top cinder block, and lock my wrists together with the handcuffs.

Five or ten minutes later, she would come downstairs to see that I had locked myself up for her.  She would put a lesbian DVD on, and leave me in the living room with the DVD until it finished playing.

Basically, she would torment me by making it painful for me to watch lesbian porn, while making sure that I had nothing else to do but watch lesbian porn.

I’ve asked my fantasy woman, Sue, to write about her experiences with tease and denial.

We’ve been married for about 3 years now. When we were dating, Gilbert told me about his tease and denial fantasy. At first, I was shocked. It took me a while to get used to the idea of teasing him with my body.

On the other hand, dating was more enjoyable. I didn’t have to worry about Gilbert pushing me into the bedroom before I wanted to make the relationship sexual. If I came home from a date horny, my trusty vibrator took care of my desire.

By the time we started discussing marriage, we had talked enough about what Gilbert wanted. Basically, I was in complete control of the bedroom. I decided when I would receive sexual pleasure and I decided when he would receive sexual pleasure. I decided when I would orgasm, and I decided when he would orgasm.

On our wedding night, I locked Gilbert in a stainless steel cock cage. He spent the entire honeymoon pleasuring me orally.

About 3 months later, I was frustrated. Dildos and vibrators just weren’t enough anymore. Gilbert and I talked, and we decided that I needed a boyfriend. At first, I was apprehensive about having a fuck buddy.

A month later, I met Richard in the grocery store. He was having trouble finding things, so I helped him do his shopping. Later that night, I went over to his place. He’d just moved into the neighborhood, so I helped him unpack some boxes. Later, we fucked. He was just what I needed in my life.

Sometime later, I made my breast and ass off limits to Gilbert’s touch. I had a boyfriend now that took care of fondling me to my heart’s content. It was hard for him at first to keep his hands off my tits, but a few hours on the punishment chair convinced him I was serious.

Gilbert has to help me have 30 or more orgasms to caress my breasts for a minute. It’s amazing how hard he works to give me pleasure, just for that minute.

I’ve become more hedonistic since I’ve been in this relationship. I stay home and take care of the house while Gilbert and Richard work. I enjoy preparing food from around the world, I smoke, and I enjoy almost unlimited orgasms.

Gilbert has a smoking fetish. After a while, it was easy for me to associate smoking with sex. He likes to watch me smoke while I teasingly masturbate him. I have him light my cigarettes for me and keep the ashtrays clean. My pussy twinges now whenever I have a cigarette.

Between my vibrators, Richard, and Gilbert, I probably have 75 – 80 orgasms a month.

Richard and I have a fairly ordinary fuck relationship. I spend the night with him whenever he calls, and come home after Richard leaves for work. Gilbert has already left for work by the time I get home.

Gilbert pleasures me whenever and however I wish. A typical evening would be dinner, then TV. I’ll have him use his finger to get me off while we’re watching TV. We’ll go upstairs and kiss and cuddle for a while. If I’m in the mood, I’ll slide down the bed and hang my legs off the side. He’ll put a pillow on the floor, kneel down, and eat my pussy. Just seeing him kneeling between my legs is enough to turn me on. Usually, I’ll squeeze my breasts and nipples while he’s eating me. After I cum, we cuddle for a while, and go to sleep.

I’ll teasingly masturbate Gilbert at least once a week. I chain his wrists to the headboard and his ankles to the footboard. After he’s secure, I’ll get his cock cage key from my jewelry box, and unlock his cock cage. His cock springs to attention before I can get my clothes off. This is one of the few times I let him see me naked.

I straddle his thighs, put some baby oil on my right palm, and stroke his cock. Nice, even strokes. I can feel through my fingertips when he’s about to cum. I calmly take my hand away, and watch his body thrash. I’ll let him calm down until he’s flaccid before I stroke again.

I’ll bring him to the edge of orgasm 10 – 12 times before I let him cum, or just stop. Sometimes, after I’ve stopped but not let him cum, I’ll climb up on his face and make him get me off once or twice. There’s just something cruel about denying him while making him get me off that appeals to my sadistic nature.

Speaking of sadistic, I enjoy having Gilbert suffer for me at times. It makes me feel special that he’ll suffer quietly just for my enjoyment. I’ve had him kneel on unpopped popcorn kernels. I’ve had him lock himself in cinder block stocks for hours. I let him think up the torments he’s willing to endure for me.

Life is pretty good for me. I have a husband that adores me, and worships me in the bedroom. I have a boyfriend that lets me do pretty much what I want with him in the bedroom. I love my husband, and love the time we share. I care about my boyfriend, and enjoy the time we spend together.

I already know what would happen if I didn’t have a boyfriend. Instead of being happy as a bedroom bitch, I’d be a crabby bitch everywhere. As for my boyfriend, if I spent more than a day with him at a time, I’d be smacking him for being so overbearing and chauvinistic with me.

I guess you could say that Gilbert is my yin and Richard is my yang.

I’m glad I have both of them in my life. I’m a happy and a lucky woman.

I came across the URLAI web site as I was reading another blog. This website “reads” a blog and attempts to determine the age, gender, mood, and tonality of the author of the posts.

I entered the Reflections from the Bottom URL, and the results were “[Reflections from the Bottom] is probably written by a female somewhere between 66-100 years old. The writing style is personal and happy most of the time.”

“The analysis is based upon 10 posts that [have] enough English words.”

I’m actually a 49 year old man. I guess we’ll still need human intelligence for a while,

Rachel Bloom is an actress, writer and comedian based out of NYC. She graduated from NYU, Tisch School of the Arts in 2009 with a B.F.A in drama.

About a month ago, Rachel released a video, Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury (lyrics). She released the video on Bradbury’s birthday.

I’d like to say that this is the beginning of lovely young women lusting after older, intelligent men. Ageism is the final sexual frontier. Even Paris Hilton wouldn’t have sex with a “wrinkly old dude”.

According to Rachel Bloom:

“The No. 1 thing I am earnestly attracted to is intelligence,” she said. “Writers are thus the pinnacle of intelligence. While actors are great and awesome, writers literally create new worlds from scratch. What is sexier than that? Personally, I don’t know why every person out there isn’t dating a writer.”

I’m a writer. I’m available.

It’s an enjoyable video, especially if you remember reading Ray Bradbury science fiction.

Control me, Rachel Bloom
A great, funny comedienne
Oh control me, Rachel Bloom

Sometimes, one picture isn’t enough to tell a story.

I’ve been fortunate lately to find sets of pictures that let me tell a longer story. Here’s one story told in eight pictures.

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Ride Me Cowboy 1
Ride Me Cowboy 2
Ride Me Cowboy 3
Ride Me Cowboy 4
Ride Me Cowboy 5
Ride Me Cowboy 6
Ride Me Cowboy 7
Ride Me Cowboy 8

Your responses are appreciated.

This is a continuation of Restraining Yourself For Someone, Part 1 and Restraining Yourself For Someone, Part 2. This is the 5th way that I’ve come up with that I can restrain myself for my fantasy woman’s enjoyment.

But first, a note of warning. These are not self-bondage ideas. I can restrain myself, but I cannot get myself out of these restraints. These are ideas for restraining myself for my fantasy woman.

Oh, and I usually undress before locking myself up. I still have a cock cage on, though. It makes it easier for my fantasy woman to tease me if I’m naked.

5. Kneeler

I don’t have this, but I would love to build one. It takes up a bit of floor space. I wish I could show you a drawing or a picture. Hopefully, this description is adequate.

Basically, you need:

· 7 8-foot long 4 x 4s
· 1 6-foot long 1 x 8
· 20 6-inch long carriage bolts, 40 washers, 20 nuts
· 1 3 x 3 butt door hinge with screws
· 1 hasp with screws
· 20 2 1/2 inch long flat head wood screws
· 2 large eye screw eyes. Screw rings are even better.
· Carpenters glue

Cut 5 of the 4 x 4s in half, and place them together, lengthwise. If you have a two pipe clamps, use them to hold the 4 x 4’s together. If not, use scrap lumber to make sure the edges of the 4 x 4’s are even.

Measure the width of the 10 4 x 4s (should be near 37 and a half inches). Cut two pieces from a 4 x 4 a half inch shorter than the measured width (should be near 37 inches).

Put the two 4 x 4 pieces you just cut under the other 4 x 4’s, crossing. Picture a raft. The two pieces should be a quarter inch from the end and the sides of the crossing 4 x 4’s.

Since the carriage bolts are only six inches long, you will need to drill 1-inch countersink holes in the 4 x 4’s. Drill the countersink holes in the top 4 x 4’s first, and then drill the bolt hole all the way through, so you can see where in the crossing 4 x 4’s you need to drill the corresponding countersink holes.

After you’ve drilled all the holes, bolt the 4 x 4’s together with the carriage bolts.

Turn the platform on its back, and measure the 1 x 8 so that it will fit diagonally across the 4 x 4’s snugly in between the 2 crossing 4 x 4’s. The 1 x 8 is a diagonal brace to help stabilize the platform. After you’ve cut away the excess, drill holes through the 1 x 8 into the 4 x 4’s at various places, and screw the 1 x 8 to the 4 x 4’s.

Turn the platform back over. With a pencil in your hand, kneel down on the center of the platform so that your ankles are hanging over the back edge of the platform. Mark with the pencil around your knees. You will chisel some of the wood away from the spot where your knees touch the wood. This is so you can put some dried rice or popcorn seeds on the platform before you kneel down. The depression keeps the rice or seeds from getting all over.

Chisel and sand the spots you marked. Go a half-inch past the pencil line marks. You don’t need to chisel very deep, about an inch at the most. Chisel from the back towards the front, sloping. The deepest spots should be closest to the front of the platform.

Now, you need to build a wooden stock to hold your ankles. Cut two 3-foot lengths of 4 x 4 and lay them next to each other. Measure two ankle holes off-center, leaving more wood where you’re going to mount the hinge and less wood where you’re going to mount the hasp. Carefully cut the ankle holes with a coping saw. This will take a while, and you might have to replace the blade. Sand the ankle holes until smooth.

Place the bottom 4 x 4 across the back of the platform. You want to align the holes with the knee holes you made earlier. Put the hasp side of the 4 x 4 towards your favored hand (right if you’re right handed). Mark the spot.

Attach the 2 4 x 4’s together with the 3 x 3 butt hinge. Use a chisel to cut where the hinge will be screwed to the 4 x 4’s. You want to make sure the 4 x 4’s lie flat on each other when closed.

Screw the hasp to the other end of the 2 4 x 4’s. Make sure the hasp is hanging downward. You want to be able to lock this hasp with your ankles in the ankle stock.

Glue the ankle stock to the platform. After the glue dries, kneel on the platform and make sure you can reach the hasp to padlock it closed.

Screw one of the large eye screw eye near the front of the platform in the center. Screw the other large eye screw eye on the top of the ankle stock in the center of the platform, not the stock.

Congratulations. You’re finished with the construction. At this point you’ll want to finish the platform with paint or stain.

Ok, everything is constructed. Now you want to attach a chain to the large eye screw eye. You also want to attach a short chain to the top of the ankle stocks. The length of these chains needs to be measured with you kneeling on the platform. The front chain will be locked around your cock and balls. The chain attached to the ankle stocks will be attached to a pair of handcuffs.

You’ll need a partner to help you with the chain measurements. Kneel down on the platform and close the ankle stocks. Check again to make sure you can reach the ankle stocks hasp before doing anything else.

Lock a chain to your cock and balls, and handcuff your hands behind your back. Your partner will measure which link touches the screw eyes. She can mark the link with a drop of nail polish.

After she unlocks you, you cut the chains to length. You want an extra 2 links on the handcuff chain, and an extra 5 links on the front chain. You want to have some slack.

Lock the chains to the screw eyes. With your partner watching you, lock yourself to the kneeler. Note any problems.

When you can easily lock yourself to the kneeler, you’re ready to suffer for her. Naked. With popcorn kernels in the knee depressions.

Your partner determines how long you spend in the kneeler. The first few times should be short. Later, she can lengthen the time you spend kneeling for her.

If you have any other ideas about restraining yourself for someone else, leave a reply. If you’re a woman and orgasm control, as well as restraint, sounds good to you, definitely leave a reply.

This is a continuation of Restraining Yourself For Someone, Part 1. These are 3 of the 5 ways that I’ve come up with that I can restrain myself for my fantasy woman’s enjoyment.

But first, a note of warning. These are not self-bondage ideas. I can restrain myself, but I cannot get myself out of these restraints. These are ideas for restraining myself for my fantasy woman.

Oh, and I usually undress before locking myself up. I still have a cock cage on, though. It makes it easier for my fantasy woman to tease me if I’m naked.

2. Simple handcuffs.

This idea is more for when my fantasy woman and I are out somewhere.

She pulls a pair of handcuffs out of her purse, and tells me, “Go lock yourself to (that post, that tree, whatever).

This is where practicing locking your wrists behind your back benefits you. Because you do not want to lock your wrists in front of you if you don’t have to. It’s much more comfortable to stand or sit with your arms locked behind you. If the post or tree is that massive, then you have to lock your arms in front of you. And you will be that much more uncomfortable.

This is used when your fantasy woman really does not want to be bothered with you, or more likely, when she wants to flirt in front of you. It makes the other man relax to know that you cannot stop them from doing what they want. Let him think that you want to stop him, if it makes him hornier for her.

3. Kneeling at the foot of the bed.

We have a sleigh bed with 6 cargo ties attached, one on each end and one in the middle of the headboard, and one on each end and one in the middle of the foot-board.

My fantasy woman uses the center cargo tie on the headboard to lock my wrists and the center cargo tie on the footboard to lock my ankles when she wants to teasingly masturbate me. That way, she can lie on either side of me while I’m restrained.

With a length of chain, two padlocks, and a pair of handcuffs, I can lock myself kneeling at the foot of the bed.

I lock the chain around my cock and balls, behind the ring that holds my stainless steel cock cage. Then I kneel down, pass the chain through the cargo tie on the center of the foot-board, and lock the chain around my neck. Finally, I lock handcuffs on my wrists behind my back.

If I try to squat on my ankles, the chain pulls my neck down to the bed. I can move a little, but I have to kneel straight for as long as my fantasy woman wants.

My fantasy woman has the whole bed to play on. She can read or masturbate in front of me. When she wants to smoke, she can sit at the foot of the bed with the ashtray right under my face. The ashtray is only 9 inches below my neck, so the smoke and the smell are annoying.

For her, there I am. I can’t go anywhere. The perfect time for her to talk to me about whatever she wants to talk about. For as long as she wants to talk about it.

4. Standing on tiptoes.

The previous activities were restraints. Sure, kneeling at the foot of the bed involved kneeling. On carpet.

These next activities fall more under torture. Or at least torment.

In my bedroom, there’s a 3-foot length of chain bolted to a joist in the ceiling. I stand on a wooden box that’s 8 inches off the floor.

I tie my ankles together with a 10-foot length of rope. I lock my wrists to the chain above with leather wrist restraints, and a padlock. The restraints have to be wide enough to support my weight. If I had suspension wrist restraints, I would use them.

Then I jump off the wooden box.

Now, I’m standing on my tiptoes, or hanging from my wrists. Since hanging from my wrists is painful, I do my best to stand on my tiptoes.

By the time my fantasy woman comes up to the bedroom to check on me, my legs are trembling. She watches me for a while. Sometimes, she’ll hold me while she smokes a cigarette.

Finally, mercifully, she’ll untie my legs and help me back on the wooden box. She gets a step stool, and unlocks my wrists from the chain. I usually have to rest for a while on the bed after this torment.

If you have any other ideas about restraining yourself for someone else, leave a reply. If you’re a woman and orgasm control, as well as restraint, sounds good to you, definitely leave a reply.

A few weeks ago, I was talking with a phone sex operator. I told her about my orgasm control fantasy, and how I wanted to suffer for my fantasy woman. We were talking about a couple of my restraint ideas, and she said,

“You know, I’ve never thought about restraining yourself for someone else’s enjoyment until you brought it up. It’s logical, but I’d never heard of it before.”

I couldn’t find a lot about this subject on the Internet. So, why not write about it in my web diary. I wrote so much, that I’ve divided it into 3 parts.

Many years ago, I dabbled with self-bondage. Like many, I didn’t have a play partner, and I wanted to restrain myself. I figured out an easy way to use handcuffs, ankle cuffs, and a pair of construction cinder blocks to lock myself up.

Figuring out how to keep the key out of my reach for a while was a bit harder. I tried a couple of ideas that were ok, but not great. Finally, I figured out that I could freeze the handcuff key in a container of water. You people scoffing, all of this happened before the Internet.

I tied fishing line to a handcuff key, and froze the handcuff key in the center of a container of water. When I wanted to restrain myself, I’d tie the other end of the fishing line to the handcuffs, and lock myself up. I’d have to wait for the ice to melt to get the handcuff key. The bigger the container, the longer I’d have to wait.

After a couple of years, I tired of bondage just for the sake of bondage. Sure, restraint is still fun for me. As long as there’s a woman around to enjoy my predicament. But I no longer had the desire to restrain myself.

So, what does all of this have to do with my orgasm control fantasy?

In my fantasy, I love the idea of my fantasy woman telling me, “Go lock yourself up.”

I love the idea for these reasons:

• She’s telling me to go away.
• She’s telling me she can’t be bothered to restrain me herself.
• She has time to prepare herself before she comes to check on me so she can properly tease me. Usually, that means undressing.
• She may not even bother to check on me after I restrain myself. (Of course, she will come check on me, although she might not stay with me. We practice safe bondage. But I like thinking that she might not bother.)

So, borrowing from the ideas I had when I was locking myself up, I came up with 5 ways that I can easily lock myself up, and let my fantasy woman find me already restrained. I’ll discuss one of the ways in part 1.

But first, a note of warning. Except for the first method, these are not self-bondage ideas. I can restrain myself, but I cannot get myself out of these restraints. These are ideas for restraining myself for my fantasy woman.

Before you try any of these ideas, you should practice locking yourself into and unlocking yourself from a pair of handcuffs. Practice locking your wrists together in front of you with the keyholes facing your wrists.

Once you can easily lock and unlock your handcuffs with your wrists locked in front of you, practice locking and unlocking the handcuffs with your wrists locked behind your back. Again, make sure that the keyholes face your wrists before you lock them. Keep practicing until you can easily lock and unlock your handcuffs with your wrists locked behind your back.

Oh, and I usually undress before locking myself up. I still have a cock cage on, though. It makes it easier for my fantasy woman to tease me if I’m naked.

1. Cinder block stocks.

I already mentioned this idea in this post. Here’s a picture of a construction cinder block so you can see what I’m talking about.

The block and the holes have to be big enough to get your feet and ankles through.

I take two cinder blocks, and stack one on top of the other. I sit down on the floor, and put my feet and ankles through the bottom cinder block. I lock my ankles together with ankle cuffs. I put my wrists through the top cinder block. I lock my wrists together with handcuffs.

That’s it.

My fantasy woman brings a couple of towels with her. She puts one folded towel on top of the cinder block for cushioning, and drapes the other over the block so she doesn’t scratch herself. She sits down on the towel on top of the cinder blocks.

There she is, two feet in front of me, totally naked, and I can’t touch her. At all.

On the other hand, there I am. I can’t go anywhere. The perfect time for her to talk to me about her shopping, her period, or anything else she wants to talk about. For as long as she wants to talk about it.

Sheer pleasure for her.

Sheer torture for me.

If you have any other ideas about restraining yourself for someone else, drop me a line. If you’re a woman and orgasm control, as well as restraint, sounds good to you, definitely drop me a line.

I just got off the phone with a phone sex operator at Niteflirt. She was a nice woman, and, for the most part, we had an interesting conversation about my orgasm control fantasy.

It would have been a nicer conversation if the phone sex operator had followed a few simple rules.

1. Do not interrupt the caller, ever.

If a guy wants to pay 1.99 a minute to talk to you, let the man talk. It should not require a lot of effort on your part to remain silent until he is finished speaking. Ladies, let me let you in on a secret. Phone sex isn’t radio. Dead air is your friend. The meter is still running. You are still earning money. Dead air allows you to think about what you’re going to say next.

If the caller wants you to weave a story, he’ll tell you. If the caller wants to have a conversation with you, he’ll tell you. Listen, and learn to tell the difference. Otherwise, you’re leaving money on the table.

2. Do not talk about your fantasy. Talk about the caller’s fantasy.

This should not require an explanation, but unfortunately, it does. I have better calls with phone sex operators that know nothing about orgasm control than the ones that claim it’s their specialty. At least the operators that don’t know anything about orgasm control can learn something if they’re open minded. The ones that think they know all about orgasm control are shocked when I tell them that no, I don’t want to beg, and no, I don’t want to be used.

My fantasy is unique. I would go as far as to say everyone’s fantasy is unique. Learn to listen to what the caller is saying that makes his fantasy unique. Even if it’s the 600th time someone calls with a cuckold fantasy.

3. Do not argue with a caller.

The worst thing that happens to me on a phone sex call is when a phone sex operator wants to argue with me about my fantasy. I just want to hang up and try another operator.

Let me be clear here. You do not have to talk about a fetish you don’t want to talk about. If the caller asks your opinion, you can tell him that you would prefer to act differently if you were in the caller’s fantasy. If the caller asks your opinion, you can tell him that his fantasy doesn’t sound realistic. However, don’t tell the caller that any aspect of his fantasy is wrong.

4. Try real hard to remember what the caller tells you.

The second worst thing that happens to me is when a phone sex operator forgets what I tell her 5 minutes later, and says that I like something that I specifically said I don’t like. I don’t have much advice here. Take notes. Otherwise, quit. I don’t want to talk to someone that can’t remember details for 5 minutes.

Now, I’m not expecting the operator to remember call details a week or a month later. It’s nice when it happens, but it’s not realistic. But 5 minutes? I don’t think that’s too much to ask.

I feel better now. I didn’t rate the Niteflirt phone sex operator down, but I’m glad I got this off my chest. It will be a long time before I call her again. If I ever call her again.

As always, your comments are welcome.

Sometimes, one picture isn’t enough to tell a story.

Here are some recent captioned picture pairs that I’ve done.

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Cruel Wife 1
Cruel Wife 2
Earn Your Time 1
Earn Your Time 2
Neighborhood Cuckold 1
Neighborhood Cuckold 2
Ogle Penalty 1
Ogle Penalty 2
Pedestal Worship 1
Pedestal Worship 2

Your responses are appreciated.