P.S.
Post Script? No…..
Purple Surprise!
Really? No, but not a bad 'key' phase.
PS, or Purple Surprise is really ‘Planned Spontaneity’
Planned Spontaneity sounds like a contradiction of terms…??
Well, yes… and no.
I want to use it to try adding a romantic flare back into our relationship. Why?
Because a portion of the women in our world really like a plan… and yet, they love spontaneity!
An incongruity in the thought process? Does it matter? If this is what makes them tick, then forget trying to understand it or change it… go with the flow and see if you can make it work. So… in one breath, let it go, breathe in a fresh breath, and let your mind wander with her in mind.
In my world, I hear phrases like ‘I am taken so for granted’, and ‘You think the whole world revolves around yourself’ and ‘you never think about anyone else’.
I hate that, especially when I disagree that I fit in any of those frames she describes. Aren’t I paying almost all the bills? Laundry & ironing? Clean most of the house? Do the sous chef duties and all kitchen cleanup? I think I’m just not speaking the right ‘love language’…
So… has this been part of my drive and curiosity of tease & denial? And the whole concept of chastity play? No, I don’t think it is my entire drive… just a healthy slice of that pie. After reading the whole gambit of D/s (it took me awhile to realize what that was about) and chastity regimes, I definitely lean to the play side of the spectrum. I think the whole idea of her owning my penis has been a fantasy for a very long time… Even in previous relationships, I remember being led around naked with a heavy cord securely fastened to my groin. What does THAT say? I hate that label of ‘taken for granted’… but admit that learning how to be a better lover has only really ‘sunk in’ in the last several years. As much as I want to please & pleasure her, and as much as I thought my lover was able to share what she really wanted, I’m not getting that out of her. I want to be a better lover, make her really feel ‘out of this world’ in every way… and have wondered if ‘putting that key in her hand’ would help her feel the balance I seek, the pleasure I want to pour through her, and let her feel a streak of dominance that she may never have dreamed of in our intimate life.
I want to hear the feelings that our ‘lovestyle’ is unique, alluring, arousing… a Very special intimacy between my lover and me. And if male chastity adds to those feelings… I wouldn’t hesitate a moment to give her the keys to ‘the kingdom’. I am looking for the whole ‘tingly’ package; the intellectual, physical, emotional, sexual and spiritual experience.
Now I can only imagine that our ‘purple surprise’ could become a regular part of our lives, giving her the opportunities to plan, or ask me for a plan, and for each of us to add the spontaneity to pick up our intimacy to that balanced level that I think we both seek. Ok, this seems a bit nebulous… so here is a fantasy of things to come.
We’re packing for our trip to the airport to that balloon flight she has always wanted in ‘wine country’. I’ve planned this trip for months, and surprised her with all the details of a great week of play in a new area we haven’t explored yet. Lady J stops in her packing and touches my shoulder. When I look up, she whispers ‘Purple Surprise’. I just smile and stand straight up… yes, the bag is ready to go, as usual, and respond “Oh Wonderful!”, dance lightly over to the dresser, and retrieve the bag and head back towards the suit case. I ‘assume’ she is packing the key, but of course would never ask. But she stops me: “Oh no… don’t pack it, wear it.” she just smiles mischievously and continues packing the suitcase. I freeze in my tracks, look at my watch, and think… ‘of course’, toss my shorts and take the couple minutes to attach the CB-6000 and turn around to find her standing behind me holding the sacred padlock. She notes the surprise on my face and smiles with a “let’s see how the TSA crew is handling things at the security line this weekend”, knowing full well we’ve only used the padlock once before, and slipped through easily. “Be sure to pick the line with a women agent”. She chuckles, looks me in the eye as she clicks the lock shut, and as in our normal routine, kisses me passionately before returning to the packing list.
Of course, as innocently as she seems to move about her tasks, she subtly begins her tease, with even more flare, as she has been thanking me for making the trip plans for weeks. Moments later, she asks if I’m about finished, which I am, she glances at her watch, realizes we’re on schedule, and kisses me deeply again. Only this time, with one arm around my shoulder, the other hand is delicately fondling my testicles, searching for any attempt at a reaction from my semi stiffening penis. Knowing a another bit of fantasy resides in the back of my brain, she whispers “maybe a nice Prince Albert piercing would be interesting…”. I know she is not likely to ever do that to ‘her’ property, but her mentioning the fantasy alone always gets a reaction. Finding that jolt of heat rising, she backs us to the bed and a soft moment with a good stiff licking adds to the moment, all initiated by her playful thoughts of adding extra ‘frosting’ to our trip with my chastity.
Later, as we’re driving to the airport, she adds another ‘Thank You’, and a “oh, by the way, you don’t mind doing all your flying this week locked, do you?” She knows I can hardly hold back a smile, and relishes in the thought of ‘Purple Surprise” play that we’ll add to the week. She seems to have a never ending pool of teasing plots in her repertoire, and as hard as denying me was when we began our journey with the CB-6000, she relishes in the control and special care I provide her. And the special delight she adds when she finally whispers the magic words of ‘join me’ while I pleasure her…
So now, as we travel across the sky chasing a sunset, I let my mind wander with my ideas to add to Purple Surprise… let’s start with her favorite lily in the flower shop when we arrive.
