Thanksgiving Treat Revisited (by AJ)

Below is the folllow-up post from AJ on her Thanksgving day.  Enjoy!

A rundown on how my special Thanksgiving went over with my husband….

I wanted to completely surprise my husband Thanksgiving morning with his little treat, so I followed our usual somewhat protracted nightly protocol without any deviation- that evening before our Thanksgiving. Right before bed time (mine) I had him strip down to just his panties. I had him retrieve my worn panties off the floor by the bed where I had dropped them earlier before taking my nightly bath (hot bubble bath drawn by my loving husband). Following our little ritual, I then instructed him to “worship” and he then held my used panties buried into his face and repeatedly and deeply inhaled my musky odor from those dirty panties. He then handed my panties back to me, and I instructed him with the command “open” and I then pushed those panties deep inside his waiting little mouth. With him appropriately gagged with my essence, I told him to “strip and present” he followed this command by removing everything down to and including his own panties which he presented to me with outstretched hands. As usual, I inspected those very minutely and made an exaggerated production of discovering all of his dried (and not so dried) precum stains on those worn panties. I always follow up by verbally telling him what a good little girl he has been for me that day by retaining his main load for me and just dribbling his precum for me. I usually will heft his sack in my hands and massage his balls briefly as I remark about his retention and leaking and how much I appreciate him for doing that for me.  I always remark on how much precum there is present in his panties, which almost without fail - there is. I then hand him the panties which I have preselected for his wear for the following day and he then folds those neatly and places those on his dressing chair for putting on in the morning when he gets up. To continue my deception, I did not put out his special Thanksgiving panties with their telltale tease openings, but instead I had handed him one of his “usual” pairs. I then handed him back his worn panties slapped his butt firmly and sent him on his way downstairs with both our dirty panties (mine still in his mouth) to complete his nightly chores while I continued to put myself to bed.

In the evenings after my bath and while I continue to watch some TV in bed, he goes downstairs to complete his chores – buck naked with one pair of panties in his mouth and the other in his hand. He begins by getting the last load of regular laundry into the washer and getting that going. He then hand washes both of our panties in the laundry sink and sets those to dry on the clothes line in the laundry room. He then does the dinner dishes (old school by hand washing – no dishwasher) followed by a complete cleaning and wipe down of all of the counters in the kitchen. He then gets down on his hands and knees and washes the entire kitchen floor for me using a rag and bucket of water. I like the ritual of making him do these things in the fashion which his great grandmother might have done them in the old days. This reinforces his domestic role in our FLR relationship. He then tidies up the living room and then lightly cleans both the upstairs and downstairs bathrooms up (he does this every day so they remain pretty clean). During this time the laundry finishes washing on its quick wash setting and he dries those clothes and folds them and then puts everything away before coming to bed himself. By the time he is finally done, I am usually a bit more than sleepy but still patiently waiting for my final bedtime relaxer from him. He comes upstairs at the completion of his chores and takes a very quick freshen up shower before making his way between my waiting and spread legs in the bed. After the appropriate amount of oral devotion dictated my me, I push him lightly away, close my legs and have him turn off the bedroom lights. I go to bed with a well satiated pussy and he goes to bed with a very wet and muskily scented mouth and face. In anticipation of this special Thanksgiving morning, I woke early, and proceeded to quietly swap out his  regular next day panties with his new specially sewn pair that I had made for him.

When he wakes in the morning his first job is to fetch me a nice hot cup of English Breakfast tea. He then gets dressed and ready for work beginning with his panties and then out the door he goes. On the weekends and other work holidays, after the tea his next order of business is to make me some breakfast. Usually it’s nothing too fancy just a bowl of oatmeal or something simple like that. As he began to get dressed, I saw his jaw drop as he began to pull on his panties and when he noticed that there was something very off and different with the pair he was putting on. I seductively instructed him to remain perfectly quiet and to bring those to me by the bed. He was to remain quiet until I had given him permission to speak. I pulled his chastity keys out from beneath my pillow where I had them waiting for this special moment. I dangled those for a time in front of his lit up face (I think he may have been thinking an orgasm was coming?) before teasingly and slowly unlocking his device and working the end of the chastity cage tube off of his PA piercing which holds it in place when its locked. I then slipped the ball trap of his sack and put all of his assembly on the nightstand. I then teasingly slipped on his special panties for him.  When I had them pulled completely up, I reached through his special glory hole opening in the front and pulled his entire package (cock and balls) through the opening until it was dangling nicely outside of his panties. I then extracted his special butt plug out from under my pillow and inserted it into his mouth. After face fucking him for a few minutes with the plug, I then had him turn around and bend at the waist. I gently but firmly inserted it into his bottom through the rear opening in the panties. By the time I did all of that, his cock was very firmly swollen and beginning to weep already. I looked into his eyes briefly and then inserted his cock into my mouth and slowly teased it with my just my teeth until he was pretty close to exploding. I cautioned him between mouthfuls that cuming was expressly forbidden. I also instructed him that he was also forbidden to touch his own cock what so ever during the entire day. He could look but no touch.  If he had to pee, he had to call me to hold it for him on the toilet (he has to sit – my house and I make the rules). Once he is done peeing, I would do the honors of giving it the obligatory shake.  

After briefing him on those no touch rules, I then continued to fill him in on my plans for the entire day and that he was being treated to this special one-off day of full and frequent unhindered erections. I again instructed him that while erections were to be encouraged during the entire day, that cuming was most definitely forbidden to him. I then gave him permission to speak and to ask any questions and from there we just then continued about the holiday day as “normal”, with the exception being that he was only to be dressed in those panties, and those panties alone,  all day long and that he was to remain poking through his special glory hole for the entire day for my visual pleasure. As the day wound through, I was careful to monitor the state of his freed open air cock and every time I noticed that it was beginning to significantly droop, I would do something to get him fully aroused again. Sometimes I would just pull his plug out, re-lube it, and fuck him briefly with it. Other times I would briefly re-suck or bite on the tip of his cock. Other times I would tap or swat his sack with my hand or foot. Other times I would jerk his cock very lightly with my hand or with a soft piece of satiny cloth. Yet other times I would seductively rub my own pantied pussy up against his cock. I would also frequently caress his firm but smooth pantied backside. When I nibble his ear, that usually also firms his cock up nicely. At one point, still early in the day, I just decided on a whim to paint his toenails and fingernails a bright sexy shade of red. I also then threw on some lip stick for him and called him my little whore slut. He was deeply embarrassed and worried to be dressed this way (what if someone stopped over) but I noticed his seepage and the overall firmness of his erections pick up nicely once I had done this to him J  I think you all get the picture. I kept him mercilessly excited all day long. Even as he ate, I would jingle his package across the table with my foot.  He was dripping precum like a faucet all day long. As soon as I would see a sizable bead of precum appear on the head of his cock I would swipe it up onto my finger and push it into his mouth. By the time the evening came around my poor old husband was so overly excited and on the worried edge of getting punished for an unauthorized cum that he was almost begging me to be put him back into chastity to put him out of “his misery”. His cock was so raw and sensitive from all of the extended teasing and denial. I never saw so much precum come out of him as I did this particular day – and I bet he never ate so much precum as he did on Thanksgiving as well J

I finished the evening by letting him remain unlocked as he dutifully ate my pussy and ass. I ground my front and back holes into his face while I faced his cock while straddling his head and I sharply slapped his cock repeatedly with my open hand. Finally, when I couldn’t take his oral attention any longer, I got off of him and had him get up and pull his special panties off and remove his butt plug. I then relocked his poor tired swollen worn out cock with his chastity device. I went straight to bed - I was exhausted. It was fun keeping him aroused and horny all day long, but it was also quite a bit of work!  He then went downstairs to clear up all of the Thanksgiving mess like a good husband.

I’m not sure if erection day was heaven or hell for him but I‘m sure he will remember it for a good while.

-AJ