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My Lady enjoys teasing the shit out of me whenever, however she can. It’s a piece of cake in person; just being close to her body makes me start throbbing in my cage. Lately she has taken to teasing me when I’m out of the house by texting me pictures of her hot sexy parts – “teaxting” maybe? (Maybe not.)

Earlier this week, I ran out to the grocery store to get some stuff that ML needed to cook dinner, when I received a text as I was walking through the store. ML will sometimes forget a small item and remember it after I’ve already left, so I check my messages to see what else I need to add to my list. I pull ML’s text up on my screen, and I see this:

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Maybe she was just reminding me to pick up some milk.

Thankfully there was nobody nearby, otherwise they would have gotten an eyeful of my wife’s big gorgeous tits!

I’m not even safe from ML’s torment when I’m out with the kids. They were acting particularly crazy the other day, so I took the kids to the mall to get them out of ML’s hair for a little bit. We had a great time hanging out at the mall. ML was sure to text me and let me know she was making good use of her alone time:

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*droooooool...

She told me later that she gave herself at least three orgasms during the couple of hours we were gone… she said she lost count after that. 🙂

If ML could see my face when I get these texts, she’d absolutely love it. Whether it’s a big smile or eyes wide open, it’s nearly impossible for me to control my reaction. This causes some problems for me at work when she texts me more naughty pictures:

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Just a typical sex conversation between two incredibly horny people, that's all.

I love knowing that the next text message I receive might tease me like crazy!

***Please note this post was copied over from our old location at monkeyinacage.wordpress.com

I’ve been running myself ragged the past few days, working hard on a special project (which i know we will post about today/soon) and we really haven’t had much time for play. Cagedmonkey hasn’t slept much because he’s been helping me during the day. What that means is that he’s been sleeping/napping at night before work. I love that he’s been helping and his creative juices are flowing but I decided last night, MY juices needed to be flowing!

Last night was actually a pretty wonderful night since we finally connected in a sexual way. Just after dinner CM and I got to some kissing and groping in the kitchen while the kids played on their tablets. I whispered in his ear, “go take that cage off so I can get me some of that before you go to work tonight.” His eyes got wide when he saw the very naughty look in my eye and he just whispered back, “well, uhhh, I can’t right now,” and pointed at the attempted erection in his pants. I just giggled as I walked away and said, “well, when you can anyway.”

Once we got the kids to bed, I came back to the living room in my robe… only my robe, which he quickly found out. It’s usually nightly that I tuck in the kids and then walk back into the living room lifting my shirt to show off my big titties. Sometimes I just tease him with them and other times I walk right to him and smother him with them. It’s so much fun! Well last night I decided to be naked on my way in and I just let my robe fall open as I came in the room. I walked straight to where he was sitting on the couch and I fully think he had it in his mind he was about to get titties in his face. It was quite the surprise when I stepped right up on the couch and straddled his face with my very wet horny pussy. I got myself off on his face, rubbing my pussy across his nose, lips and chin, covering him with my cum as he tried hard to lick and slurp it all up.

His cock was pretty much instantly hard so I told him to get on the couch properly because I was going to “ride that cock and cum all over it.” That’s exactly what I did. He did have quite a bit of trouble keeping himself quiet so I reached down to cover my fingers with my delicious wetness and shoved my fingers in his mouth gagging him to shut him up. He almost lost it but then just started sucking my fingers. It kept him quiet but also pushed him very quickly to the edge so I had to stop often so I didn’t ruin almost a month of denial.

I did cum nice and hard on his cock though and damn it felt good to squeeze down hard on his thick shaft. After I came nice he was panting hard and moaning, trying to keep himself from exploding I’m sure. I left him there on the couch and rolled off onto my hands and knees on the floor, I spun to look at the tv so my nice round ass was facing him and he could see my wet freshly cummed pussy from behind. He certainly did last long at all staring at me there, doggy style, before he started whimpering and begging, “Ma’am, please may I come fuck you from behind?” I just had to giggle and told him, “mmmm, come here big boy and put that aching cock in me.” He could barely move once he buried his cock in my tightness but the sounds he made while doing it were simply fantastic. I could have listened to him make that beautiful moaning sound all night long.

It wasn’t long before he had to start getting ready for work. He surly wasn’t leaving, though, without his nightly kneeling pussy licking at the door before he walks out. I cannot stress enough how much I enjoy sending him off to work covered in my juices and smelling like my pussy.

Chances are everyone in the blog world has heard already about Google’s change in policy to eliminate explicit pics and video from their Blogger blogs.

There are a ton of posts about it today so you can go here to read about it or look at pretty much everyone’s sites.

I’m just worried that a lot of very good blogs are going to die off. It’s not that they have to actually leave Blogger and they will not lose any content but until they can remove all images and videos that may be explicit in nature their blog well be forced to go private. Some of those blogs have been around for many years and have hundreds, if not more, of posts. That’s a hell of a lot to go through.

I could be wrong but it does seem these blog authors could link to pictures and video that are sexual in nature but cannot have the images displayed on their actual blog. So that could be one way to get around it but, to be honest, I don’t know if I’d want to take the chance. There are other options but I don’t know if any sex related blog is safe on a “free” platform.

Ok just my opinion… I’d really hate to lose so much amazing content. This really is “Blogocalypse 2015” and personally I think Google is stupid for not finding another way.

Discipline and behavior correction are not my favorite things. I actually dislike having to do it and I’m lucky that I don’t have to do it that often because cagedmonkey really is quite the good boy. However, in our FLR it is my responsibility to correct him or discipline him when he isn’t behaving properly. Yesterday was one of those rare times where I had to remind hubby that he cannot forget important things when I ask him to do something.

He was supposed to stop, on his way out of work, at the pharmacy to pick up a prescription for our daughter. It really is a pain in the ass to go up to the hospital, find a parking spot in the garage and hope to hell we get in and done in the pharmacy in the free 30 minute window we have for parking. As if I want to pay $5 because I was 3 mins late from waiting in line at the pharmacy. It’s a whole hell of a lot easier, since he practically walks by the pharmacy on his way out, for him to stop and grab it.

It really wasn’t the biggest deal, it’s not a script she will die without and we still have a gallon jug here but it is a big deal that he forgot. So, that’s where I come in and last night I gave him an over-the-knee spanking by hand to remind him these things are important. I will say that in the past almost year and a half since he gave me control over his orgasm and sexual pleasure he has been much better at remembering things and focusing. I do love that part of the whole chastity thing, for him. He hated it so much when he was unfocused, forgetful and scattered. It must have felt so unstable for him to be that way. When he was in charge of his orgasms and sexual pleasure he used them improperly and directed the energy in the wrong way. Now they are mine and not his to worry about so he has much more brain power to focus on the important things in his everyday life. 🙂

(The events in this post occurred on Friday night; I’m late writing this post mainly because I’ve been dodging sick family germs for the past two days.)

I never really expected orgasm denial to get “easier” with each successive denial period, but I’ve found that it certainly is the case. It’s been almost a month since my last orgasm and it feels like the time has flown by.

Up until now.

Perhaps it has been the lack of available play time together, but I hadn’t really felt the growing need of my horny before Friday night. My Lady and I finally had some alone time as well as the energy to put that time to good use.

We started our night by watching a couple of episodes of The Americans on Amazon Prime – I highly recommend it, it’s a great show. But I digress… we sat with each other, cuddling and touching and feeling very lovey towards each other. After the show, I really wanted to make love to my wife, even though my cage was still on. As I told her, “I can make love to you without my cock, you know.” I kissed her body everywhere, licking and caressing her stomach all the way up to the sensitive skin on her neck. She was moaning and whimpering the way she does when she is experiencing intense emotions connected to our sex play. I love hearing that, because I know I’m doing something good. 🙂

I moved up her body and began kissing her as I ground my hips between her legs. I could feel her body responding to me, pushing up against me, the energy flowing between us. We locked eyes as the energy peaked and something amazing happened – ML had a strong orgasm right as our lips met. I looked into her eyes and kissed her deeply as she came, her body shuddering underneath mine on the couch.

It felt wonderful to make love to her like that. I felt so close to her. It was a wonderful tender moment between the two of us.

Then, the hungry animal inside My Lady took over, and she pushed my down to the floor and straddled my head. She shoved her warm wetness all over my face, soaking me in her delicious juices. I dutifully stuck my tongue out and she immediately began fucking herself with it. Her clit rubbed against my nose as I tongue fucked her, and I felt her pussy pulse as she came again on my face. I couldn’t hear much as her thighs were squeezing my ears tight, but I could feel the waves of pleasure throughout her entire body.

ML lifted her hips and allowed me to slide out from underneath her. I turned around and looked at her, and that feeling hit me: the feeling of furious hunger. I looked at her, on all fours, resting her head on her hands after an amazing orgasm, her beautiful ass and delicious pussy spread wide due to her relaxed posture. I wanted to take her. I needed to fuck her. It wasn’t a choice; I couldn’t resist. The only thing holding me back was the steel cage that was still locked on my cock.

So I did the next best thing to slamming my cock in her pussy and fucking her as hard as I could – I did it with my fingers instead. I shoved two fingers into her pussy, and she gasped in surprise pleasure. She began to moan again and pushed her hips back into me. Her body shook with pleasure again, and again I was overcome by an urge I couldn’t resist. Her twitching asshole just looked so goddamn sexy, I shoved my tongue as deep as I could while I fingerfucked her harder and deeper. ML moaned even louder as I attacked both of her holes in a sexual frenzy.

It only took her a few minutes to come again, this time she was unable to hold back her screams as her pussy gushed all over my hand and dripped down to the floor below. She was completely spent, as was I. The only difference was that I had to get up and go to work while she was able to lounge on the couch and enjoy her post-orgasm haze.

Since that night, I’ve felt the level of my horniness increase. When the sexual frenzy inside me flares up, it’s difficult to put out the fire. It’s especially difficult when I’ve been denied for a while. It’s almost impossible when ML is deliberately trying to make those flare ups happen. But to be honest, I love how it feels to need her that badly. I love the hunger that comes with needing her that much, feeding off of her sexual pleasure, and wanting nothing more than to give her that pleasure. It drives me insane, and I love it.

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Right now, I have cagedmonkey’s wrists and ankles cuffed and he’s restrained to the bed. I know he’s been craving a total loss of control and we didn’t get much if it on our weekend. I know he wants to feel controlled and used however I want. He is craving a bit of that subspace which I haven’t been able to take him to in awhile. So today I decided to show him just how not in control he is by restraining him to the bed, blindfolding him, plugging his ass, torturing his nipples and doing anything else I find entertaining at the time. Once he’s restrained like that he’s at my mercy. I decide if he will sleep, or be forced to stay awake with whatever I’m tormenting him with. There is nothing he can do about it.

He’s at a spot in his horny level where his parts are sensitive, which means his nipples are perfect for teasing and torturing. At the moment I’m not overloading him with things, I put the Arenos in his ass, pressing in his prostate, likely causing some major drippage from his overfilled aching balls. I plan to head back in shortly to attach the nipple clamps to his sensitive nipples. I’m not planning it out by time, just whatever feels right. I will likely unlock him as well so that while I have him in such a vulnerable position I can tease and torture his cock. I can ride his cock and face and enjoy myself during all of this too. So much fun using him to cum all over and forcing him to lay there covered in my juices and my scent, it must be heaven for him.

I love increasing my intensity levels as his horniness increases. It only makes his denial that much more fun. Having him this way in the bedroom, ready to use as my toy is such an arousing thing. I’m sitting here with wet panties knowing that he’s on his way to a deeper, more submissive place than he has been in awhile.

He has no idea when I’ll be back or what I’ll be doing. I left room simply saying, “enjoy darling, try to rest, I’ll be back soon.” I feel like the luckiest woman in the world that I have a man to love me and be mine in every way. A man that needs the intensity that I have to offer. A man that can handle what I give him.

***Update: I just had to come update and share this pic, damn he’s sexy and I love hearing him moan when I give that chain a pull or reclamp them!
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Yesterday was a particularly horny day over here. I noticed just how horny I was when I tucked cagedmonkey in to bed after work. I got him all covered up and snuggled in bed, leaned down over top of him – I really love looking down on him – to give him a kiss and I felt that surge go right through me. It was that “holy shit I’m horny” tingle in my chest and all the way down to my crotch. I gasped and did a kind of growl thing while kissing him and he knew right away that I was really horny. He had a huge smile on his face going to sleep.

I continued ramping up the horniness each time I would go in to visit hubby while he was sleeping. I would climb in bed, cuddle with him and spoon him while I whispered hot sexy things I wanted to do to him in his ear and kissing his neck. He was writhing as I ran my hands from his shoulders down around his gorgeous little ass telling him how I loved that he was mine and that he was locked up in his cage for me. I love the way his skin feels under my fingertips. How touching him feels almost electric. Lifting my shirt and pressing my naked breasts against his back, I heard him take in a deep breath and let out a little moan. It really is one of the sexiest sounds.

Still I kept working at the overall horniness between us after waking him in the afternoon, little grabs here, little quick kisses there. At one point I was just wanting him in a ridiculous way, sitting across the room from him as the kids were watching cartoons. I picked up my phone and texted him: “go get that fucking cage off right now… I need to have your cock.” Actually, it took him a bit to be able to go do it since I had already sent him a few texts before that and that one alone caused his cage to be a bit tight right then.

Once he calmed down he went and took of his cage and I told him to meet me in the bedroom because I needed to cum on his cock. I did just that, I got him in me and came 4 times, one right after the other. I rubbed my clit to speed things up since, having the kids in the other room, didn’t leave much time for drawn out sex. It wasn’t about the sex anyway, it was about using his cock as my sex toy, to feel it in my pussy as I came on it, squeezing the shaft so tight. To feel as the head of his cock slid in and out, stimulating everything good in there. Feeling that stretch as my pussy gripped his cock. Even after cumming 4 times I wasn’t really done. I think I like that, I like that cumming almost causes me to want to cum more. It doesn’t always wear me out and make me feel done, it fuels my need for more.

Our evening went on with little playful things snuck in here or there when the kids weren’t looking but once they went to bed, I wasted no time in teasing cagedmonkey. We were watching a few shows on tv before he had to go to work and I started teasing and stroking his cock. I alternated between fast strokes and slow, simply running my fingertips up and down his shaft. Stroking him to the edge over and over making him moan and whimper, aching to explode. I kept stroking him closer and closer each time not allowing him over that edge, that wonderful, amazing edge. Each time I’d get him there he would moan louder and it drove me, wanting to make him moan more and more. To hear the frustration in his voice. I pushed him closer and closer, he kept moaning and I felt it. I felt that, “oh my God I’m going to orgasm” feeling…

…right in my crotch. I felt my pussy quivering, hard. I felt the warm wetness grow between my legs as his moaning pushed me closer and closer to my own orgasm. Yes, I was about to literally cream my pants from giving him a hand job. I started moaning along with him, which caused him to moan more, which caused me to moan more. Hearing the “oh my fucking God are you going to cum?” escape his lips was what did it, it pushed move over and I started humping at the air as I came with his dick in my hand.

It really was so fantastic to experience such am amazing thing. When I cum like that it’s never as strong as a clitoral or g-spot orgasm but it’s still damn good and gushes wetness out of me. Of course, after having a cute little orgasm like that, I had to pull him of the couch in front of me to clean up the mess and eat my pussy to another intense orgasm all over his face. After that it was just about time for work so he was locked back up in his Jail Bird, horny as fuck.

I love days and nights like those, where I’m so horny I spend the whole day taking what I want and using cagedmonkey for my pleasure and denying him, leaving him aching on the edge.

I was a little disappointed with how our lost weekend went. I was really looking forward to having every aspect of my life controlled by ML (at least, what was possible, due to child interruptions). Work stuff doesn’t usually affect me at home, as I’m usually good with “leaving it at the office,” but this ended up being a particularly bad day.

One thing I will say is that the bits of control that we were able to do really comforted me and calmed me down. It wasn’t so much a sexual thing because my horny had been ruined by “dude’s bleeding to death” as ML put it. I can’t even really describe it all that well. Wearing the collar, serving My Lady, and following her instructions… it all just made me feel at peace.

I think it’s because that’s who I really am at heart. I really was made to be ML’s subby hubby, and nothing makes me feel better than filling that role. When I’m submitting to her, I feel like I’m doing exactly what I’m supposed to be doing. And although it might not fix everything about a bad day, it will always be that bright spot in my life that I can turn to.

In the past few days (and since starting or blog) we’ve often gotten wonderful comments about the realness of our blog. It’s comments like these that I love.

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Way back when we started this blog we said it would always be real (unless we’re writing about fantasies!). We wanted to document our journey as a married couple with young children. We promised to never embellish and always share the truth. I just love that people see that and appreciate it! It really just makes me smile so big! 🙂

Thank you for taking the time to read our journey, the good and the bad. We love sharing this with you!

I’m sure everyone knows what it’s like to have a bad day at work. Where it seems like everything is going wrong and whatever decision you make is the wrong decision. Well that’s exactly what happened Friday night while hubby was at work. It was a particularly stressful night with dude’s bleeding out in the operating room and being short staffed and people getting pissy and taking out their frustrations on each other. At about 4am Friday night (Saturday morning) I was woken up by about 16 text messages from hubby needing to talk. I spent about an hour and a half texting back and forth letting him get out his feelings and frustrations in a healthy, safe way. I validated him and it seemed to help get him through the last couple of hours.

I knew exactly how he was feeling and that he was going through one of those “I’m not good enough, I can’t do anything right, why bother,” type of things which I’m all too familiar with. This started to make me very worried about our full submission weekend that was supposed to be beginning when he arrived home at 7:30am. I started wondering if we should give up on the whole idea because I had this fear of triggering him into a downward spiral. I was fearful that if I corrected him or was unhappy with his behavior, and wanted to spank or punish him, that he would take it very badly and spin off into a deeper self confidence low.

Saturday morning, he got home and I pretty much sent him right off to bed. Once I woke him in the afternoon we had a few hours with the kids before we could really get into our full submission. However, we did do as much as we could in front of the kids. He would ask to do things quietly or give me a certain look and I knew what he was “saying.” It was coded simple stuff in front of the kids like:

Him: Do you need me to do anything before I go to the bathroom.
Me: Actually, I’d like you to take that load of laundry down and switch them, then you may.
Him: yes ma’am

Little stuff like that the kids hardly notice especially when we don’t make a big deal out of it.

Later in the evening when the kids were off to bed, the submission was much more intense. I absolutely loved hearing him whimper when I would kiss him but not allow him to touch me or kiss me back for a bit. At one point I remember grabbing him by the steel collar and pulling him to his knees in front of me where I was sitting on the couch. I demanded he eat my pussy and make me cum. There were times, too, where I would use his hands on myself while reminding him he wasn’t allowed to touch or help me in any way. He begged to kiss me while I moved his hand and covered his fingers with my juices. I whispered, “no” and kissed him, shoving my tongue deep in his mouth. As I started to cum on his fingers, I told him “kiss me, now!”

It ended up being quite hot and very frustrating for him as I controlled him the entire night and reminded him over and over, “I don’t remember you asking to do that.” It was a very nice night and I loved going to bed with him wearing only his steel collar and Jail Bird. We did wake up before the kids and I decided to take off the collar so we didn’t have to explain it to them. We thought about just telling them it was a necklace but our kids would have bugged out all day, obsessing.

Sunday morning we got up, I laid out the clothes hubby was to wear to church and we started our day. I though about what a great night we had a thought we had gotten passed the whole emotional night from Friday but that ended up not being the case. Sunday was a very rough day and the self confidence spiral began in the morning and lasted all day long. It effected me to the point of visible anger. I quit talking to cagedmonkey for a time because I was afraid I didn’t have anything nice to say.

Later last night he did apologize for his behavior but there really was no full submission at all on Sunday because he was a bit sensitive to things. It was much easier to leave it be. We did have a very nice night together last night once the kids went to bed. I unlocked his cage and let him have control of his dick for a little while. I think that helped him a bit. Once it got late I took him to the bedroom and had my way with him, using his body, cumming as much as I wanted while he continues to be denied.