Training Him to Suck Your Strap-On

Put on the strap-on and simply stand in front of him. Nothing needs explaining — he’ll sink to his knees on his own, and you’ll both see the same thing: a man on his knees before his wife’s cock. No other position turns the roles over so plainly.

For him this cuts deeper than receiving. Being taken can feel like “something was done to me”; here he does it himself — reaches forward, opens his mouth, tries. The shame isn’t in the act but in his own effort, and that’s what breaks whatever he was still holding onto.

From above you get the clearest view in your dynamic: lowered eyes, obedient mouth, hands behind his back. Take hold of his hair and set the pace yourself — he doesn’t decide how deep or how long. Slow, if you want to stretch it out; sharper, if you want to remind him who’s in charge.

It’s also preparation. He wets what’s about to enter him a minute later — and feels with his lips the size he’ll soon have to take. You couldn’t design better anticipation: he’s readying his own punishment with his own hands.