My Master Plan To Humiliate.... Me!

My Master Plan to Humiliate... ME! By Tex ***Step One*** I'm a white male. 26 Years old, I'm pretty submissive sexually. You wouldn't know it to look at me professionally, of course, I'm aggressive, assertive, and in command. I've been married for 7 years, and although my wife is slightly dominant, she is also sometimes uncomfortable with kinkyness. I, on the other hand, am a submissive crossdresser and wannabe cuckold. I knew I'd have to proceed carefully with my master plan, yet still make it so once every phase of the plan was executed, It was too late for me to chicken out. So, I started about a year ago. I secretly socked away money for awhile, skimping on lunches and such, until I had enough money to buy a nice set of women's lingere. I bought press-on nails, nail polish, makeup, ect. The next time my wife went out shopping, I put it all on... painted my toenails, garter belt and stockings, bra, makeup, clipon earrings, and a short dress - I had even ordered some heels from Fredrick's of Hollywood and had those on as well. Then I waiting on the living room sofa. Soon enough, my wife walked through the door. She saw me there, all dressed up. I was soooo embarrassed, it was easy for me to fake that she'd caught me, that I hadn't intended to be seen like that. Well, to be blunt, she flipped out. Not about me dressing, as it turns out, but about the fact that I was keeping it hidden from her. We had a long talk in bed that night - I was still wearing my womens underwear at the time. She said she was fine with me dressing, as long as I did it in front of her and didn't try to hide things. The next day, she ordered me a whole bunch of feminine clothing - mostly lingere. I wear it in front of her all the time now. Step 1 in my plan was completed, now it was time for Step 2. *** STEP TWO *** If this doesn't make sense to you, read the first message. Also, I just realized that for some odd reason, my age is set to 32. Must remember to fix that. Anyway, Step 2 in my Master Plan. I'm submissive. I've got a closet full of women's clothes in men's sizes. My wife is a jealous woman, always worrying about what I'm doing when she isn't around. So, I emailed her a link to Remy's ChastityTube site. (www.chastytube.com if you care). I told her that this might stop her from worrying all the time, if I was locked up. She protested, saying she didnt want to do that to me, she didn't want to have to lock me up to trust me. But I brought the subject up again,and again. One night I mentioned it as we were laying in bed, and she asked me flat out "Do you WANT me to lock up your d*ck?" I have to tell you, my heart was beating triple time as I said "Well, I think so, Yes." We talked about it for a long time. How I would wear the device all the time, and how she would wear the key all the time. I would only be unlocked for sex and once a day so I could shower. I, of course, asked for more. I told her I didn't want to be allowed to orgasm when I wanted to, that I wanted her to have control of that. I masturbate ALOT (once a day AT LEAST), and I told her that I wanted her to deny me all pleasure sometimes. Surprisingly, she agreed totally. We ordered the tube the next day, and it got here in under two weeks. There were some pinching/pulling problems at first, until I shaved my crotch bare. Now the tube fits like a glove, and I was able to be totally locked for days. In the beginning, my wife was very easy on me. If I asked for the key, she gave it to me. If I showered, she left the room. I was still masturbating, and worse, since I was so close to completeing the next step in my plan, I was much more aroused, and masturbated EVEN MORE. So, I told my wife. I told her I didn't want her to let me out as often. She asked "Well, how often do you want to be let out?" I told her it should be ENTIRELY up to her. But, I said, she should not be afraid to deny me for weeks if she wanted. She thought about that, then suggested that I be locked up totally for an extended period of time before a nice holiday, like Valentines day. She suggested that we agree right off that I'd be locked up 4 weeks before Valentines day. My hands were shaking when I asked to up her offer... The deal I suggested and that we agreed on was that I'd be locked up for no relief starting Midnight on New Years Eve, and that I go until Valentines day without orgasm. She liked the idea of my first orgasm of the year being 6 weeks into the year, on our traditional Valentines Day romantic evening. I don't know how I'm going to be able to handle 6 weeks without orgasm, but I made the deal. That left the time between then (About a week ago) and New Years. She asked how often I felt I Should get satisfaction. I told her "Once a week." Then I amended that "Once a week TOPS, probably much much less than that." She agreed, I would not have access to my Penis. So, last Friday we went to a Halloween party. I was going to go as a Wizard. When I got home, however, my wife had lain out a whole bunch of feminine clothes. She told me I was going as a woman, since it was halloween, that I could easily get away with it. Being a crossdresser, I lept at the opportunity. Before I could grab at the panties, though, she handed me my chastity tube. "This first", she said. So, I locked myself up, and dressed as a woman. We went out, we had a good time. We came home. I started to get undressed,and she handed me some of my lingere. I put it on, and stood in front of her waiting to be unlocked. I was SOOO horny. "Oh no," she said, "Not tonight." "In the morning, then?" I asked. "No", she replied, "I think Sunday evening. At the earliest." Saturday was hell. Sunday was worse. I was so horny from being dressed, and couldn't even TOUCH myself, much less relieve myself. When Sunday night rolled around, she told me she was stressed about work the next day, and asked if I'd give her some oral. Gladly, I did... I gave her a nice long session of oral, and at the end, she had a huge climax. Then, she simply said "Goodnight, go to bed", rolled over, and went to sleep. The night was murder for me. I barely slept I was so full of sexual frustration. The next morning, monday, she let me out for my shower. I couldn't help it, when the shower misted up, I grabbed the soap and started... "washing"... myself as fast as I could. I was really getting into it when the shower door opened. There was my wife. All she said was "Rinse off, get out, and get into your tube." I did as I was told,but I was so turned on, especially frustrated by my close brush with orgasm. I begged her to let me out. "Please, can I just orgasm, it won't take me long." "No." was all she said. I was so horny, I asked again. "Thursday" was what she replied. I was shocked. "I can't wait until Thursday!" I said. "Friday" she replied. "But I'm still USED to getting off every day!" I begged. "Saturday", she replied. I gasped, and said "But..." and she cut me off with a stern look and said "Sunday". Well, I'm slow, but not entirely dumb. I kept my mouth shut. Though here it was, Monday morning, I'd been locked up for 3 days, and I was faced with the prospect of spending 6 more days frustrated. Work was difficult, I was so hard inside that tube,but my erection was tightly contained and could not be reached. I got home monday night, and was so horny. I started looking at porn on the newsgroups. I was so into it, I didnt even hear my wife come in behind me. She walked up, and turned off the computer. I begged for release. I was serious, I said. I need to be out, all fun aside. My wife told me to get undressed and get in bed with her. We both got naked, and laid down. I was expecting some imminent relief. "Now," she said, "There is still the matter of your punishement for this morning." "But I thought that Sunday was my punishment?" I said. "No, Sunday was for pestering me about it. Which reminds me, You want to be submissive, I'm going to teach you to BE submissive to me. You will no longer ask about being released. Ever. Every time you ask me about it, I'm going to extend you for several days, even if I want you out." "But what if the day rolls around, and you forget?" I asked. "There will be no 'days' anymore," she replied. "You will get out when I feel like letting you out. Not before. I'm going to lay out a punishment for you playing with yourself today, and its going to be a day you can KNOW that you aren't going to be relived before. But, I can guarantee you that its going to be longer than that. If you can stop from asking about it the WHOLE time, then MAYBE I'll feel like it sometime after that day and let you out." My heart sank. Not only was I not going to get any, but I wasn't even to know when I would. "So, what day is my punishment?" "Wednesday, I think." she answered. "Wednesday?!", I was horrified. "Thats 8 days away, over a week!". "Yeap", she answered, "and it'll probably be awhile after that until I feel like it." "Well", I cried "You might as well just make it a week from Friday then, that will be two weeks for me to be locked up." Yes, readers, I knew what I was doing. I was extending my own punishment. You see, its easy to ask for something that is days away, but the living it is hard. All she replied was "Friday it is." So, Tuesday morning, I got up. I had a long wait ahead of me, and I was so hard. You'd think I'd have learned my lesson, but when I was washing it, I just couldn't HELP it. I had to stroke a few times. My wife saw it immediately. "You don't EVEN want to get off, do you?" she said. I sighed. "You aren't going to extend my time, are you?" "Thats for me to decide" she said. I knew that meant yes. "Until when??" I cried. "Thats for me to decide. When I want you to get an orgasm, you'll get one, and not before. Don't ask me about it, don't hint at it, just accept that it will happen when I want it to. Rest assured that it will be longer than Friday though." Then she spread her legs, pulled my head down, and said "You know what to do." I must have licked her for an hour, my tounge was SO tired. She had several huge orgasms, and when she was done, she rolled over and went to sleep, just like I had done to her so many times in the past. Its Wedneday, now. 10 more days in my definate no-zone. I don't know how I'm going to handle it. I'm so hard in my tube right now its not funny. And even when friday does get here, I still know I'm not going to get any, probably for several days. Its hard to deal with,its humiliating, and its exactly what I asked for (As my wife reminds me so often.) I don't have regrets, just anxious for the days to roll by so I can get out. I'm thinking about begging for an orgasm tonight, I REALLY need one, but on the other hand, I know it'll just make things worse on me. So now I'm a chastitied crossdresser, who wears womens clothing and can only get an orgasm when my wife decides to let me. But this was only stage 2 in my plan. Stage 3 came very quickly... **STEP THREE** Tuesday night, while we lay in bed, my wife was playing with my nipples while we watched a porno movie. I was so horny, and she was intent on making it worse. I'd created a monster, and now I had to live with it. But, it was exactly what I wanted, and it was part of my Master Plan. "You like looking at other women have sex, don't you?" my wife asked. "You imagine its you having sex with them." She stated. My heart was beating so fast. I wasn't ready for this stage yet, wasn't sure if I wanted it. But I had to press ahead. "No, " I answered "I imagine the woman is you, having sex with other men." She propped herself up and looked me in the eyes, then gave my nipples a HARD pinch. "Do you want me to have sex with other men?" she asked. I was so afraid, I didn't know what to say. So, I said, "I don't know." "I love YOU, and only YOU", she said, "And I don't want to have sex with other men, but if you want me to, I'll consider doing it. If you look me in the eye and tell me you really want it." What could I do? It was part of my plan. I looked her in the eyes and said "I really, really want you to have sex with other men." "Ok," she said "We'll post some personal ads tommorrow, and see if we can find a boyfriend or two for me. Do you want to watch?" she asked. My heart was going so fast. I gulped. "Eventually, yes, I guess. But for starters I'd just like you to go home with other men and tell me about it later, while I sit home frustrated and locked up, thinking about what you are doing." I answered. "Ok, I'm not making any promises, but I'll post an add and see if I can find a couple guys that I like. What else do you want?" she asked. I knew what to reply. "I want to be humiliated." "I kinda guessed, but how?" she returned. "I want to be dressed in a french maid outfit, and forced to serve you and your boyfriend dinner, then go upstairs and watch while you have sex, and finally like you clean after he is done." My lovely wife answered "Again, I'm not promising anything, but we'll order you the maid outfit this week. You want him to not wear a condom, then? What if I get pregnant? You'll have to claim the baby is yours, even though you know its not." "I know, I'm prepared to do that." I said. "Alright," she replied, "What else?" I had to think. "Well," I said, "I want to be pantied. You yourself commented how nice the tube looks on my shaved crotch and inside panties." "Thats fine", she answered, "When I order the maid outfit, I'll buy you a bunch of panties, then we can throw out your men's underwear. Oh, by the way, I've also decided that when I DO choose to let you out of the tube, I'm going to give you thirty seconds, a minute, maybe even rarely two minutes to satisfy yourself. If you can't do it in that time, tough. This way you won't be able to relax and enjoy it, you'll have to relive the frustration and then get locked up again. And if you don't make it, it should make you all the more ready for next time I let you out, whenever that would be. But what else do you want?" Now my heart was really doing a staccato. "Well," I said "it would be really humiliating for you to use a strap on to have sex with me. Or to have you give me a golden shower." "Both of those are easy. I have no problem peeing on you, and we can pick out a strap on tommorrow. You know that even if I pee on you, screw you for an hour with a strap on, then have sex with another man, you are STILL staying locked up until I want you out." "Yes, I know." I nodded my head. Then, I thanked her. "thank you for doing this for me, for doing this TO me. Thank you SO much" I said. She smiled and said "I know how you can thank me." She spread her legs, and grabbed my head. I licked until she told me I was done, then she went to sleep happy,and I laid there all night frustrated. She posted the ads this morning. Already, she's gotten about 10 responses. She was really enjoying writing back to the guys, flirting with them, and I think I'll be lapping another man's cum from out of her before a week is out. Of course, I'll still have another week to go in my no-zone, at least, if I don't break down and beg for it tonight. She stayed home from work today. I'm at work writing this. She's sitting at home, in front of the computer, trying to select the men that will please her. She wrote me ICQ to say she's having trouble narrowing it down, that she might end up with three or four boyfriends, but that she didn't think I minded, and since I wanted to be submissive, it didn't matter anyway. This is a true story. I think probably this weekend my master plan will be complete. I'll be frustrated, unable to touch my penis for a week, probably much longer (especially if I break down and beg for orgasm tonight. I need it so bad - Knowing that begging won't do any good won't stop me from doing it. I just wrote her ICQ again and asked if I could trade no orgasm for the rest of the month in return for a 1 minute try at one tonight. She wrote back that I won't get it until she wants me to, and that if I mention it again this month, I might not get it NEXT month.) I'll be sitting home, alone, probably dressed in my pretty lingere like the little pussy I am while another man is grunting and pumping his sperm into my wife. After that, I'm sure it won't be long before I kneel in front of my wife while wearing frilly lingere, high heeled shoes, nylon stocking, with bright red toenails and long red fingernails. I'll kneel down, and guide a stranger's cock into her, then kneel and humbly wait for him to deposit my dinner, his seed, into the woman whom I love, and who loves me. Then I will truly be a pussy, a wimp, and a cuckold. 6075 1.58/512345