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Last night’s assignment was easier that most I’ve been given lately, or so I thought.

Earlier, Mistress Trecia had me purchase an Aneros.  It’s a device for males that massages the prostate from the inside and is supposed to provide amazing orgasms.  Just the thing for a denied stroke slut, right?

I inserted the device and the started my stroke to the edge as instructed.  I was doing really well, riding the edge, and thinking that the Aneros wasn’t really doing its job.  Then, out of nowhere, I felt a huge rush and nearly came.  I had to immediately stop touching myself, clench my fists (digging my nails into my palms), and grind my teeth to hold back.  For a few moments, I was afraid that I had gone too far, but fortunately was able to shut the orgasm down before it was too late.

I have a feeling if I would have kept going, the orgasm from the Aneros would have been amazing.  The way it rushed out of nowhere was pretty intense and I hope someday I can try it to its full potential.  I am so  glad that I managed to prevent anything from happening, however, because I’ve been doing so well and really don’t want to fail in my main assigned task.  (T&D is at the core of my relationship with Mistress at the moment, and cuming without permission would be a huge disrespect to her.)

In other news, I had an interesting talk with my wife today.  I’ve been a wee bit secretive lately given my new relationship with Mistress that she knows nothing about.  I have been letting little drabs of truth filter out so she can get used to the idea that I’m exploring subspace again with the ultimate goal of having her and Mistress work together in a symbiotic relationship.

Since I’m building some new bondage furniture for Mistress, I went to Home Depot with my wife to pick up a half gallon of purple wood stain.  Since that was kind of an odd thing to buy, my wife asked what it was for and I told her I was building some furniture for someone I met online.  I then confessed to what kind of furniture which led to our bigger discussion.

My wife actually appreciated the fact that I’m trying to be true to myself and that Mistress (who I’ve been referring to as a new counselor I’ve been seeing) is actually focusing very much on our happiness as a couple in addition to helping me find myself.  (That is all true and something I truly believe.)

All in all, I think the talk helped her feel like Mistress was less of a threat and helped reassure her that I don’t want to grow away from her but to rather reclaim who I am (rather than the mirror copy of what I thought my wife wanted) and incorporate it into our marriage. 

I’m not nearly ready to drop the bomb about my serving Mistress yet, but I’m a big step closer.