Jillian 

I should first tell you a little about my back ground. I am a well
educated 30 year old man. I am a history professor at a major
university. My wife Jillian (27 years of age), who I have known since
high school, is a very attractive rich powerful lawyer in town. She is
about five foot eight inches in height and is absolutely stunning. She
has big well proportioned breasts and firm attractive legs. She first
found out about my submissive nature in high school. We started dating
then and we had one of those late night talks that really defined our
relationship. We started exploring over the next few weeks and she
really enjoyed dominating. We never had intercourse, neither of us
believed in pre-marital sex.

We just mainly concentrated on the discipline aspect of our
relationship. The event that really triggered the start of what is now
a very fulfilling situation was our marriage proposal. It did not come
from me. She proposed our marriage, and in doing so stated the way our
marriage would work. In public we would do our best to keep our
private lives exactly that, private. However, there might be times on
vacations and other occasions where some public humiliation might take
place. I would obey her at all times or face the circumstances of
sever punishment. We also agreed not to allow anyone else in our
relationship. It would just be the two of us. There was no safe word
or rules, just trust. I would call her Mistress in private and would
act normal in public. Our wedding was beautiful and we had a great
time with our family in friends. As you might expect, she picked the
site for our honeymoon. I found out at the airport that she had chosen
a secluded cabin just miles from Puerto Villarta, Mexico.

Our flight was fairly easy, however I am scared to fly. I do it often,
but it doesn't seem to ease the tension. We arrived at the airport and
began our week long stay at one of Mexico's finest areas. We were
taken to the cabin by limousine of course. As I said earlier, my wife
is very wealthy. She makes good money and she comes from money. We had
a great conversation in the car. Even though our relationship is
different we do enjoy each others company in a vanilla sort of way as
well as our BDSM relationship. She often tells me to stop calling her
Mistress for a while so we can have a normal conversation. This helps
balance our time together. When we arrived at the cabin I carried our
bags up to our bedroom and glanced out of the window. The view was
gorgeous! It was over looking the side of a mountain onto the pacific
ocean. It was truly unbelievable. As I was glancing out I felt two
arms wrap around my chest. She whispered in my ear.

"Take off all of your clothes and lay down on the bed!"

"Do it now, I don't want to wait"

"Yes Mistress, I replied" I have learned over the years not to disobey
Jillian. She can be very harsh.

I did as I was told and laid on the bed.

"Spread your arms and legs, now"

She pulled out some rope and tied me to the four bed posts. She then
walked over to her luggage and to my surprise pulled out a chastity
belt.

"I know you thought this was going to be the night we committed the
blessed act of marriage, but I am sorry that will have to wait!"

I was very upset. I had been looking forward to this for a long time.
She slowly and methodically put on the chastity belt. It was the kind
that did not permit erection. She leaned over me and kissed my lips.

"I know this is tough, but this is the only way to take our
relationship to the next level. You will be chastised for the duration
of the honeymoon and for three weeks after that. I have to be able to
control your orgasms to really control you"

In the past orgasm denial was not part of our relationship. She
allowed me to masturbate at will.

"You relax and think all of this over. I will be back in a moment"

I sat and thought about how aroused I was going to get. I also thought
about how much she would tease and torture me this week. She was so
sexy and I wanted to make love to her. She returned about ten minutes
later in white laced panties, no bra and high heeled black sandals.
She gave me a long kiss and untied me.

"Go get me your belt"

"Yes Mistress, I replied"

I gave her the belt and she instructed me to bend over and touch my
knees.

"How many licks should I apply"

I answered, "As many as you think are necessary"

She gave me the first lick. It was not hard, but it re-assured me who
was in charge.

"Do you deserve me?"

"No Mistress, no one deserves you", I said

"That is right, I am glad you understand that"

"How long until you are allowed to cum?"

"Four weeks Mistress", I replied.

"That is right, I want you to think about that, I also want you to
think about the fact that I have total and complete power over you"

She then administered four more semi-hard licks with the belt.

"Get on your knees and come near me"

She sat on the chair in the corner of the room. Still naked, I
approached her, kneeling beneath her feet. She spread her legs and
exposed her beautiful panty clad pussy. I wanted to lick her so badly.

"Don't even think about licking my pussy. You have not earned that
right!"

She always knew what was on my mind.

"Service my feet slowly do not miss a single spot and methodically
work your way up to the middle of my leg"