A man's right?

I never actually heard of orgasm denial nor had even thought of it until one day, about 2 years ago, I stumbled upon called stepfordwife.com. I was looking for ways to be more submissive and feminine and stumbled across it, never having seen the movie. And on that site, they had an interesting section that got me thinking. It detailed what they call the "Male Climax Right", what they feel is a man's right to allow/or not allow their wives to climax. To quote: "We feel that attempting to bring ourselves to climax is simply taking away from the focus of pampering our husbands to their climax.  And that's just selfish." They went on to describe that if a husband is catered to long enough, the wife will eventually only physically respond to her husbands advances, without thought of seeking climax on her own. At first it was a small seed planted, but then it grew.
Was it a sexist and horrible motto to pick up? Maybe. Probably very. But the idea of being denied by a man was so thrilling and sexy that I couldn't let it go. 
I finally told him about it, rather shyly, and stated that I might like to try to let him be a bit in control of when I finished and when I didn't. He seemed a bit confused I would actually give UP my rights, but after I explained the reasons, he was definitely anxious to give it a try.
The first time we tried, it was so hard to keep from climaxing (and exciting too!!) as he took his pleasure. A completely different experience. Usually it was me we were both focused on until the end when it was his turn. I can definitely say that I became a FAR more enthusiastic lover with the dull ache of wanting him throughout each day. It got to the point he was so comfortable with controlling my pleasure and going for the motto of his climax right that he began to take me into the bedroom, several times a day, push me gently to my knees and use his hands to guide my head as he took his pleasure. I was more than happy to oblige and eager to get some reward in return. Several times, in the beginning, he took me into the bedroom to tease for hours, appearing fascinated with the new power he had over me...(to be continued).

Waking up to...

Yesterday he allowed me to sleep in while he ran morning errands. Having stayed up very late the night before, I fell into a deep sleep. I don't know what woke me. I was alone in the room, sleepy and wrapped in my blanket. The door to our room slowly swung open and he walked in, towel around his waist, looking disappointed he'd woken me up. He quietly walked up to me, gently grabbed my head and led me to the opening in his towel. I looked up at him and took him in my mouth, slowly.
After a short time, he reluctantly pulled away and knelt by the bed, pulling the restraints methodically out from each of the four corners. For the next 20 minutes he proceeded to pull items out of our top nightstand drawer to tease me with. He brought me close to the edge several times and then slowly put everything away and told me we were going out to breakfast. The rest of the day I carried an ache for him and it lasted into today.
Circumstances were too hectic to allow us to continue anything we'd started as we have such a busy household...

To sigh...

sigh

verb (used without object)

1.

to let out one's breath audibly, as from sorrow, weariness, or relief.

2.

to yearn or long; pine.

3.

to make a sound suggesting a sigh: sighing wind.

Only recently in this past year did I learn the art of sighing. 

It began actually 3 years ago, when the man I had been with for years and I discovered the joys of Domestic Discipline after getting to a rut in our relationship. We were tired of butting heads and fighting for control so I agreed to hand it over to him. It's been an interesting road filled with hiccups, passion and a lot of changes. Somehow over time, it has evolved to more than just DD. In fact, it's much less DD and more of a sweet romantic yearning, a willingness to please him, and agonizingly longer periods of denial. In the past year, more and more I have searched for other sites that focus on the aspect of female denial and have found so precious few. I have finally decided to stop looking and to begin one of my own, to help others who are seeking the same sweet pleasure, torment and control of denial.