Continue with Tina

The convenience of being able to take off the chastity belt was really nice, but only in a practical sense. Of course, whether or not I was wearing it, I still wasn't allowed to wear anything other than skirts and dresses, have an orgasm, or even touch my pussy.

I wished he hadn't fucked me in the pussy on our wedding night. Before that night, I hadn't really known what I was missing and had forgotten most of what I did know. For our whole honeymoon, I desperately craved his cock in my pussy again. I fantasized about it while he plowed my ass, but I knew better than to ask him for it. Eventually, the cravings faded with the memory, and I was once again fully focussed on pleasing him with my ass and mouth. Usually in that order.

When we returned from our honeymoon we discovered that I was pregnant, and we decided to keep it. We also worked out a deal. If I swallowed 500 loads of his cum before I had the baby, I would earn an orgasm I could redeem at any time. And if I was on pace to meet my goal, I didn't have to wear the chastity belt. But if I failed to resist the temptation to touch myself, I'd have to start over. It had taken us a month to discover the pregnancy so I had only about 8 months left. That meant I just had to suck him off twice a day. That should be pretty easy.

I was excited and determined to complete his challenge so I set my alarm to wake me up before him so that I could wake him up with a blowjob before work. I snuck under the covers and pulled down his underwear taking his soft cock into my mouth. I suckled on it and caressed his balls until his dick grew hard and expanded right down into my throat. As I gently pleasured him, I could feel him responding to me in his sleep. He woke up, sighing in pleasure, and grabbed my head through the covers. I let him guide me down his cock and I began roughly deepthroating myself desperately to earn my first load of cum before he had to leave for work. I was starting to get worried but then I sensed him getting close and he shoved me all the way down his cock, cumming straight into my throat.

"Thank you for the cum, Master. Have a nice day at work. I love you"

"I love you too," he said as he hurried off to get ready for work.

I didn't have to call him that, but I knew he liked it, so I always did it leading up to, during, and for a little while after sex.

Still naked, I headed off to the kitchen to make him a sandwich to take with him to work. Another thing that he didn't ask for, but that I do anyway because I know he likes it. Besides, he sucks at cooking. And apparently making sandwiches counts as cooking. When we'd met, his usual dinner was just eating cold hotdogs straight out of the fridge or something. Wouldn't even bother to heat them up. He didn't complain about it or anything, but I couldn't just stand by and let him live like that, so I started cooking for him.

I gave him his sandwich and kissed him goodbye, then started getting ready for work. It was pretty hard to ignore how horny you were and focus on work when you worked at a sex store. All around me were reminders of things I could be doing with Master and pleasures I couldn't have. It seemed like I was even more horny than usual lately. Maybe it was the long-term orgasm denial steadily building my arousal, or maybe it was the hormones from the pregnancy making me extra horny.

I arrived home shortly before Master and stripped naked, replacing my bra with a sexy lingerie 1/4 cup bra that supported my breasts without covering my nipples. That was important so I could attach the nipple clamps. A chain connected them to a collar I put around my neck. Then I kneeled down in the entryway and inserted a large butt plug into my ass. Now I just had to wait for Master to come home. I couldn't wait for him to find his surprise. My pussy was soaked and dripping with arousal by the time Master came in, and I excitedly said "Welcome home Master! Please let me suck your cock and swallow your delicious cum"

He strode forward unzipping his pants and guided his cock straight into my mouth where I enthusiastically began sucking and moaning around his lovely dick. I loved his dick almost as much I loved him. But before he could bless me with more cum, he pulled out.

"Turn around and get down on your hands and knees" he commanded me.

I glanced longingly at his penis as I turned around and presented my ass to him. I wiggled it around slightly to entice him.

"Good slut" he said as he pulled out the butt plug and replaced it with his lovely thick cock. He pounded into my ass doggy style and the chains swayed around tugging gently on the nipple clamps.

"M-master... may I... cum?" I begged him.

"You may cum when I cum" he said without changing up his pace. He was long past being surprised at my ability to orgasm from anal sex.

"Thank you Master! I love you! I love your cock! Please cum in my ass!" I said, forgetting about my cum swallowing goal in the heat of the moment. I did my best to hold back my orgasm and by the time he came inside me, we had flattened out from doggy style into prone bone. I was lying flat on the floor and he was pounding down into me frantically. As soon as I felt his hot cum filling me up, I let loose and had my orgasm. He collapsed onto top of me, exhausted. This only pushed his cock in further as my ass contracted in orgasm, milking his cum out of him.

"Good girl," he said when he had recovered, "but if you want to stay on track you'll have to swallow another load before bed." He pulled out and put the plug back in, then plopped down on the couch and turned on the TV. He didn't have to ask, I knew what he wanted. And that meant that I wanted it too.