Author's Note: Just a loving wife giving her man what he really wants, he just may not know it. Comments and suggestions always welcome. Enjoy


Just wanted to jot down a few thoughts about why you are currently tied down helplessly to your bed with unfinished "business" and left in a state of deep desire and unfulfilled lust. It is really because that is exactly where I want you, physically, mentally, emotionally and sexually.

You see, why would I invest so much of my time to render you helpless, tease you sexually silly to the point of insanity if I do not benefit in some or all ways? It is who I am and I must dominate all areas of our relationship and especially when it comes to your cock.

Don't get me wrong, you know I love sex and the thrill of getting my sexual desires fulfilled many times over at your expense. I know it must really suck to see me pounding your cock that is encased inside that stout extension and while I get to cum as many times as I can possibly achieve, desire or endure...

You are left in your current horny state with no possible means of escape or sexual release and are starving for a finale. Unfortunately, that is something I must deny you for my own good. I will not surrender the place of dominance that I have been able to gain as a result of your "dumb stick".

You should know all of this but the fact that you do not is all the evidence I need to continue your training. I love that you will bow down and all fours and worship at my feet, kissing them and sucking my toes even if my feet are dirty. All in the hope that someday I will let you fondle my titties or worse yet, allow your cock entry and satisfy the wild need that lives in your head. You poor little thing...

You did an awesome job of giving me multiple orgasms today with your tongue and mouth and that almost warrants some release but because I had to teach you the proper way to do it, you yourself deserve nothing. Actually, you are getting all that you deserve right now, left alone, firmly tied and the last I looked your cock was a throbbing monument standing at attention waiting to worship my sex and body.

I will return in a little while and start again, you will cry and beg. I might even take the ball gag out or your mouth and see if you have the strength left to earnestly beg me for mercy and release. When I have once again pushed you just to the brink of orgasm, as you fight to regain your composure and come to your senses and when you again beg me to finish you off, I will look down upon you and watch your confused reaction as I simply say, "I don't think your ready yet."

I will again have to place the ball gag back in your mouth and cinch it in place so I do not have to listen to your pathetic sobbing and begging for me to grant you release. I will just stand over you with my boobs on full display, there to drive you further into frustration as I tell you that "you can cum any time you want." Your pleading eyes and your helpless state as I turn and leave the room to the sound of your begging whimpering just proves how weak your cock really make you.

I know you actually like this in a perverted sort of way so I continue my tie and deny for a while longer pushing you deeper and deeper into a desperate state of need. It is not really a life and death situation and to my knowledge there is nothing left to barter for.

You clean the house, do the laundry, cook my meals, bring home the money, pay the bills, wash my car. I can call on you at any moment for anything and you will do it. All in hopes of getting your tiny little cock inside of me. It is so very odd, is it not?

Even thought it serves me well, your weakness actually disgusts me to the point of contempt. You are a great provider as long as we are not talking about intimacy or strength in our relationship. I will allow you to continue here for now, As I said, it serves me well.

It is hard to believe that all of this is again making me incredibly horny. I see you struggle against the bonds as I enter the room, I hear the pleading in your deep moaning as I wrap my hand around your inflamed cock, covered in slick pre-cum, a squeeze here and a squeeze there and within no time you are again on edge, on the verge, ever so close so I have to stop.

Moving to a good vantage point I slowly remove your shirt lightly caressing and adjusting my boobs for you to see. Bending over and removing my pants and then my panties giving you a clear shot of my ass and vagina, I can hear this is having the desired effect upon you.

Washing and rinsing the extension and drying it off really well, I put a little lube on the inside, just enough to slip your starving cock firmly inside working all of the air out and after a few minutes I can verify with a few tugs that it is securely attached to your member. Game on!

Lubing this monster eight inch up really well I move to straddle the thing, my boobs are hanging over your face and I reach down and finally get the head started and can let it go as I have to slowly start working it deeper inside of me. Damn this thing feels so good and is hitting all of my spots as I continue to work its length further and further inside.

I am already cumming as every slow thrust down drags my clit into contact with this behemoth and I cannot help myself. I pull off of it and again apply a generous amount of lube and start on it again. Up and down, up and down, it seems I am cumming about every three or four strokes. My body is starting to shake intensely and my brain is urging me to climb off to stop this madness...

But I cannot. My movements are getting more and more of it inside of me until I am almost working its full length in and out, in and out. Stopping for a moment to catch my breath and allow my head to clear and my body to stop shaking I lube up the butt plug and cum really hard by just inserting the thing into my ass.

Now there appears to be a war being waged between the muscle's in my neither regions and the contractions alone are pushing me to cum again and again. It takes everything in me to start riding that monster and as I orgasm this time, I am near screaming, my body involuntarily pulled off of you. And as I became aware that I was on the floor looking up at the ceiling, my vision and my head begins to clear I am aware that my muscles are still spazzing out and as I push the butt plug out I have one more orgasm as I lay shaking on the floor totally drained.

I was laying there uttering all sorts of things as my body and mind struggled to regain some sort of composure. Not sure what you are feeling at this point but based on your continued moaning and heavy breathing... I know what you need.

As I start to fumble with the ball gag straps around your head, I tell you how good you were, how you literally fucked my brains out, how hard I came, how I came so many times I lost count. As the gag comes out, I can hear the utter desperate state you are in and as I move to leave the room your earnest sobbing and begging continues.

Having to crawl out of the room and to my bed, (do not feel that I could stand up at this point) I pull myself up on to it and turn the ceiling fan on. The coolness feels nice on my sweat covered body as I haphazardly wipe myself off. The trembling and shaking continue and as I think about what just happened and how sexually satisfied, I am. I begin to pass out from exhaustion.

My thoughts drift to you. I know this will be longer than any time before. I know the helpless situation that you find yourself in will somehow fulfill and fuel your need to be dominated, denied, humiliated and used as an object for my sexual gratification.

Oh, and one last thing. You will never see this little note, unless of course you find it on gagged utopia's website and then, it could have been anyone that wrote it. Sleep well if you are able.

My last thoughts as I fall into a very deep and fulfilling rest is of you, enjoy your evening honey.