Tripp and I were laying perpendicularly on the bed. For those geometrically challenged, I was lying lengthwise and he was lying widthwise at the foot of the bed. I was also very horny (so unusual for me, I know). I started rubbing my foot against him.
“I know you’re randy (his words, he lived in Britain for a while, so posh), but I’m not feeling well”. I wasn’t randy, I was in heat, but Tripp doesn’t pull out that card often, so I knew he really wasn’t up to getting down. I wanted him though, and I was feeling that frustration I get when he isn’t available. I pulled his legs towards me and started rubbing his feet. I had Alexa put on “spa music” and dim the lights. I got out some fancy lotions and worked on his toesies for an hour as he relaxed and closed his eyes. It was intensely pleasurable for me. Surprisingly, that got me as hard and horny and leaking as when he plays with my balls or lets me play in his ass. I was feeling the tease and denial because I was pleasing him (which I want to do) and not getting anything in return other than very hot and bothered. It was almost as good as when he works my cage and balls. I had physical contact and was able to give him pleasure in a way we hadn’t really done before. I guess we had foot sex.
I think I’m growing as a sub in this relationship. In the past, it was often all about me, even though I was the locked and denied partner. Today, it was all about him like I have wanted it to be but haven’t been able to do for him in the traditional ways (which always involve his ass), and I was really happy (and really hard).
Afterwards, we talked. We talked quite a bit about how much I like when he gets me horny but doesn’t let me orgasm. It’s not that I don’t like to come, it’s that I like not being allowed to come. I told him how in the past, in a situation like this, I would have jerked off. “But you can’t anymore”, he replied with a smile. I asked him if all this was still working for him. He nodded and said it definitely was. I also asked him to tell me if it ever doesn’t, because I still worry that without me being all Dom all the time, he will feel like he is missing out on something. He assured me he is not missing out. He’s going to ask his doc about lowering some of his meds so I can play in his ass again. All in all, it was one of the nicest, most satisfying evenings I’ve had, even without the whips and chains. I feel so connected to him, and that’s what makes me hard.