Intense Sensory Deprivation: When Roles Must be Reversed!

A profound sense of vulnerability…

Why choose intense sensory deprivation? Well, because our men work hard, taking care of our lives, families, and bills. Real men never ask for anything in return. Despite this, they only receive some form of mediocre sexual gratification when their wives don’t fake a headache. However, men are simple creatures. They want to eat, sleep, and fuck. With this in mind, I know my man, and I can see him slowly slipping away into the busy world of stress and chaos. As a good wife, sometimes we must take over and make them quiver in the bedroom…

“On the bed now!” I commanded. He smirks and crawls on the floor until reaching the edge of the bed. Then he paused.

“What if I don’t want to?” On all fours, my husband dared to question my authority.  This provoked a flame to ignite within me, causing the silence in our bedroom to become interrupted by the sound of my heels echoing with each step as I walked towards him.

Rapidly, I raised my hand and laid down the law, as the wet leather paddle smacked him across his bare backside. A loud, pleasurable moan was heard, followed by, “Sorry, Mistress… Thank you, Mistress…”.

Immediately, my husband was on the bed, out and ready to be tied to the bedposts. Let the intense sensory deprivation begin…

Will you beg for me? Or is the intense sensory deprivation too much to speak…

First, I tied his wrists to the bedpost with a soft silk scarf. Second, I cuffed his ankles with leather and silver ankle cuffs. Third, I covered his ears with noise-cancelling headphones and finally covered his eyes with a cold eye mask…Then I walked away, leaving him tied, blind, deaf, and waiting…

After an hour, I returned with a tray full of goodies. Ice, a lit candle, a feather, some honey, and most importantly of all, sex toys. Before commencing to enjoy his body, I looked down at his member, which was hard and already dripping pre-cum… I could not help myself, and I bent over and softly licked the tip of his throbbing cock, collecting the warm pre ejaculation on my tongue. Then, sitting on his lap, pushing his cock against his stomach with my panty-covered vagina. He smiled and began to breathe heavily. Before he could speak, I slipped my pre-ejaculate-covered tongue into his mouth. Then made him suck on my lips…

Gradually, I spread his legs and filled his hole with lube. Slowly pushing an anal plug into his tight hole, then turning it on low to begin to stimulate his prostate. He immediately began to twitch, and his balls tightened. Then I slipped a ring over his hardened member and trapped his scrotum in a cage.

Followed by pinching his nipples with metal clamps and covering his body with honey. Slowly, I began to lick the honey from his body and cranked up the vibrations on the anal massager. For just one moment, I lifted the noise-canceling earphones and commanded him not to cum until I allowed it. He nodded his head in agreement and continued to moan and pant for me like a good little submissive husband.

Ending an intense sensory deprivation session with a huge stream of cum!

It has been at least four hours of intense sensory deprivation and edging for my hubby. He has been such an obedient, submissive man. Maybe it is time to allow him to nut for me. First, I take off his scrotum cage and slowly pull off the cock ring. Then I take off his noise-cancelling headphones and sit on his lap. This time, I am not wearing any underwear, and I begin to rub my dripping wet bald pussy against the bottom of his cock while moaning loudly into his ear.

He begged me to cum, but I was not ready. Then, I moved my hips on his manhood until my hungry hole devoured his cock as I sat on him. I untied his hands and allowed him to spread open my ass to get deeper into my pussy. While riding his swollen cock I placed the anal massager on high and pounded my cunt against his body.

“Please, Mistress, may I cum?” he pleaded over and over again…

Next, I untied his ankles and ripped the blindfold from his face. I placed my arms over his shoulders and turned him on top of me.

“Look into my eyes and pound my pussy. I want to see your face when you cum!”

A deep primal rumble began to intensify until a guttural scream was torn from his throat, followed by an explosion with the force of a volcanic eruption…

“Woman, that was amazing! Thank you, honey, that is exactly what I needed.” Then he collapsed on my chest, and we drifted off to sleep while holding each other in a romantic embrace…

Are you in need of some intense sensory deprivation?

If life gets stressful, call me, and we can have an intense sensory deprivation session of our own. However, if BDSM doesn’t do it for you, how about a couples sex therapy session instead?

Call Vicky 1-888-745-4872