What happened next: Femdom tease and denial like never before

 "It's just I need ten minutes alone in the
bedroom... that phone call turned me on."
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After the amazing phone tease, my supposedly vanilla wife arrives home, checks her mail then comes into the kitchen, "How long will food be?"

"I was just waiting for you before doing the last bit," I say, ever the compliant husband.

"Oh," says Xena with a girlish squirm that doesn't quite suite her business clothes. "It's just I need ten minutes alone in the bedroom... that phone call turned me on."

"I could come and help you..." I say.

"Hmmmm."

"I can't think of  anything more frustrating," I add hurriedly. "And then I'd have to cook the meal while trying to to think about it."

Five minutes later, I'm kneeling at the foot of the bed naked except for my chastity device.

This time she's wearing the shoes as well.
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Xena is sitting on the duvet -- not hiding under the covers -- half naked, legs splayed, vibrator circling her clit and labia.

Soon my whole plastic-sheathed groin is rising and falling in time to each buzzing orbit. There's nowhere for the lust to go. My eyes water. A couple of times I find myself squinting or even looking away.

And then she's done.

"Clean this," she says, handing me the vibrator. "Then cook."

Though dizzy with lust,  I do manage to cook. We chat over the meal, watch TV while I rub her feet... as the credits roll I say, "You mentioned demerits."

"Yes," says the woman whose feet I've been so lovingly massaging. "Go prepare yourself."

I hurry to the bedroom and strap myself over the bed. The velcro cuffs have a velvet lining. The duvet is soft under my body. Given how hard I've been working, this is the most comfortable I've been all day!

Me? I sleep eventually.
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Then Xena strides in, slips into those shoes and proceeds to beat me. It's not just the ten or demerits, it's a few strokes for a warm up and a finale with Fred Norman's flogger, wielded with such ferocity it lands like a half dozen spankings.

Still wearing the shoes, she orders me to clear up the punishment apparatus, then I kneel at the foot of the bed.

Welts still clawing at my skin, I kneel and watch as she pleasures herself again. This time she's wearing the shoes as well.

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It goes on for ever.

It's like being stuck in one of those animated porn gifs; the vibrator goes round and round, and my groin gets tighter and tighter.

At last her hand begins to blur quiver, breathing quicken and she's done. "Clean this."

Then she reads for an hour while I massage her feet and legs, my gaze fixed on her pussy.

Then she goes to sleep.

Me? I sleep eventually.

The next morning it turns out that each of her four orgasms this week have cost me an extra day of chastity. I expected to be allowed a private orgasm on Monday. Now it's next Friday, and the weekend hasn't even started.

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