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A couple weeks ago we posted a blog post about how it’s been 226 days for Cagedmonkey since his last orgasm and a friend, at She rules the Rooster, had some really good questions I figured we should answer in a post as opposed to them getting lost in the comments section. I’m sure other people have had the thought about what I’m getting out of such a long denial period for hubby. I mean, if we were poly or into cuckolding, that answer would be easy but we aren’t so it becomes a bit more complicated in the “what does Lady M get out of it” area.

When it comes down to what I’m doing daily… My sheer extreme sexiness is what teases him, don’t you know?!?! Lmao Seriously though the daily stuff is all about the little things. I’ve pointed out in posts before and even in a podcast if I remember right about the little things. Keeping things talked about, even if it’s in text message or little flirty butt grabs when the kids aren’t around. Making him kneel in front of me while I sit on the couch… It might look innocent enough like daddy is snuggling with mom giving her a hug but to CM and I there is much more behind it.

Making sure that we both know the why’s behind the denial and the lock up are so important. Otherwise, it just becomes an afterthought and can actually become work. So talking about and knowing that I love to see and feel the frustration he is going through makes my pussy wet causes an amazing circle of turning him on which again just turns me on.

At the moment, pleasing me in some fashion is at least three times a week but we say there is so much more to intimacy than actual sex so much more becomes pleasing. CM is pleasing me daily but that wouldn’t look like him eating my pussy or making me come or any of that… It’s more like a back rub or spooning snuggle time or maybe just some boobie play time. Yes most days of the week I am having him give my pussy some mouth attention and maybe some fingering. The day to day stuff though isn’t some long intense teasing session. During the week we are usually tired and in bed early for a 4:30 or 5am wake up. So they are quick “my pussy needs good night kisses” while I run my nails across his back and butt type nights.

There are nights I make him sit or kneel at the side of the bed with his arms clasped behind him. I will take my boobs and smoosh them in his face, make him smell and lick under them so he can’t really get an idea of my day. Then I may run my nipples across his lips, not allowing him to open his mouth. It’s so fun to watch and feel his breathing as he gets so frustrated, desperately wanting to feel it in his mouth and on his tongue. He will even whimper and beg sometimes, “please.” hahaha I love it so much!

I’ll be honest with you… I have in no way been counting how many orgasms I’ve had. I just have them when I have them and when I want them. Most nights our pleasing and teasing is a short thing so I don’t even really want to cum. It’s more work on a woman than you think lol. It takes a lot of thinking and then there’s this whole body muscle tightening thing that goes on. With my chronic pain, orgasms tend to last a few days within my muscles and make things sore so it’s just as good to enjoy the pleasing than to have some intense orgasms all the time. If I were to really think about it is probably been about 1 a week average… So you figure that out… About 300 days divided by 7 lol!

Anyway, thanks for the comment and I do apologize for the delay in getting it posted… It’s sat in my drafts and been worked on as much as I can when I get a moment! I appreciate you reading and being subscribed! If you haven’t checked out She Rules the Rooster, yet, what are you waiting for? It’s always fun to see how other people live their lifestyle… Get on it!

It seems like CM is always posting pics about what he wakes up to in the morning. How he thinks I’m beautiful and loves my body and boobs and all that. Well he’s not the only one that gets to wake up to complete sexiness beside him in the morning. This was my view yesterday morning as I woke up. I had to stop and tell him to freeze so I could take my own picture. I love how he looks, especially locked in his cage for me.

I love sleeping next to him naked. I love the way his skin feels. I love how he’s the perfect amount of warmth when I need it. I love how we can sleep all entangled up with each other and we both feel so incredibly comfortable. It’s amazing that we can snuggle up so close and fall asleep together like that.

I know at first I was a little worried about how I’d feel about him getting his nipples pierced but I really do like them and I love playing with them and making him squirm when I grab and pull on them. They really are fun and I look forward to finding fun ways to incorporate them into play. His nipple rings and cage really are extremely sexy.

So yesterday, I was feeling better than I had in a while so I decided it was time to take back control of things. Things with my house, my life, my kids and my hubby. It was time to get this house back in shape and cleaned up. I was almost like a drill sergeant, in a way, getting things going. At one point I told hubby I was sick of feeling like crap, sick of hurting and being sick and feeling like I was not in control. I told him, in a half whisper right at his mouth with my lips barely brushing his, that I was taking back my control, of the house, the kids and of him. I told him exactly what he would do to help clean. How he’d do laundry and anything else I asked and I even told him he could “shut his little fucking mouth” about how I went about getting this house back together. Lol it was surprising to me that I finally felt strong enough and good enough to use that tone with him.

I am the one who should control this house and control him, he gave me that control over 5 years ago. He chose to hand me his keys and trust that I could competently control him. I felt a lot of power yesterday and I felt in control and I needed it. My illness does not control me.

Football and Cheer season is juuuuuuust about over here in Monkeyland lol. We’ve had a very long season that felt like it’s gone on forever. We actually have one more cheer competition coming up this weekend but football and practice is done. Which means no more reason for my super horny, long denied, hubby to take off his cock cage. I don’t regret it at all since our kids won’t be young forever and I know that they will look back and remember that we were very involved parents when it comes to their sports and other activities. Now that we have time to get a little more back into our kink, I did some thinking today. We won’t have a ton of time but more than we did and, like I mentioned, now there isn’t the excuse of coaching to remove the cage.

This morning I realized that I’m really wanting CM to remember just who owns him and his body and his sexual pleasure. I also want him to remember what is important in this dynamic. That’s my pleasure and what I want. What I want for about the next month is to have CM locked him his cage 24/7. He needs that intense reminder that I control his cock and I’d I want it locked it will be locked and if I want it out it will be out.

The other part of this will be that each evening he will be having some kind of ass play while his cock is locked. That could mean he’ll wear one of our butt plugs – the njoy’s or even the remote plug – or he could be instructed to use a toy on his ass and maybe the wand as well to get his cock dripping precum from his cage. On the nights, when possible, I will likely have him get out the little tripod or selfie stick and take me some really slutty pictures. It would be so humiliating to have to take pics & video of himself violating his own ass because I told him to. Then I can choose to show friends the pictures or maybe even post them on the blog.

I did explain to him that I want him to do this for me and use these toys to keep his ass ready for me… You know, should I have a need to use his ass for something it would be ready. I know, after a couple weeks of being used daily with no use of his penis he might get to a point of wanting to stop… And it won’t stop until I say it stops. He really has no choice in the matter.

So, hopefully, we have a few exciting weeks coming up here in November! πŸ™‚

Maybe you’ve noticed we have some missing numbers in our Episode count. Don’t worry, we aren’t going crazy we actually had to do that on purpose! We had a couple of podcasts that were going to get posted ahead of this one but we have had a change in plans so we just went with this one. So pardon the numbers and just go with it. You will also notice, during this podcast, that it was recorded at the end of July. Sorry it’s taken so long to get posted. There is a whole story there that we will not get into!

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Not too long ago I got asked this question and while I get asked questions frequently, I wanted to put this particular question in its own Mail Chastity post. It’s such a loaded question and it will take much more than a paragraph to answer. As a matter of fact I could do a whole podcast on this question alone. So anyway, here is what I was asked:

Good morning Lady M! …what makes a good submissive. I am curious as to your personal opion.

I have many opinions on what makes a good submissive but the super short, honest answer is – being what your Dominant wants.

That answer is also so incredibly vague! No one, absolutely no one can tell you how to be a good sub. The reason I say that is because every single Dom is their own person and every single sub is their own. They all have wants, needs and desires. The ultimate in being a good Dom or sub is having a Dom or sub that compliments your needs, wants and desires. What it takes to be a good sub is getting to know the person you want to be submissive to. Making sure you know what they want and expect out of a submissive. Once you know that and have learned those boundaries then you know exactly how to be a good sub. It takes work and communication, on both sides, to really understand what the other would consider good.

Let me give you an example of what I mean. I am a very loving, mothering Domme. I am also a very service driven Domme. I enjoy being in control and taking care of people. I like being the one to dictate how Cagedmonkey’s day will be, making his lunch and helping him know what to expect from his day. I also get extremely fulfilled by someone doing things for me, without my asking (most of the time), because they thought of me and wanted to make things easier or less for me. You know those times when CM will be home from work and do dishes or clean and vacuum the living room because he just knows I’m at work too and it will be helpful and make less for me to do when I get home… Those things, in my eyes, make him a good submissive husband. However, that’s only one side of being “good.” I also love that CM is exactly what I need sexually. When I’m feeling hardcore, rough and aggressive, I love that he can take what I am needing to give. When I’m feeling loving and cuddly, I love that he can hold me and love me and be that for me. When I want to be pleased sexually, CM is there to please me how I need it. Whether that’s eating my pussy, making me cum, or just being my sex toy to hump and play with. Those things make him a good sub for me.

What makes him good for me, though, may not be good for someone else. Someone else may want certain rituals daily, tasks that must be completed, hard rules that must be followed or there will be punishment. There are also subs out there that have that need. Strict rules to follow with punishment if they are not. Following those rules and taking that punishment would be what makes them a good submissive.

Basically, what I’m saying is… It takes getting to know someone and communicating to find out what will make you a good sub. I hope, in some way, for some one, this was helpful. There is no one way, no right or wrong way. The whole thing comes down to what works in the relationship and in the dynamic.

A few minutes ago, Cagedmonkey, left for work. As he turned to walk out the door I pulled his pants down, pushed him against the door and grabbed his ass and groped his body and caged cock. Then I turned him around and grabbed him by the throat and back of his head and kissed him hard.

In that moment, I felt so powerful over him. I love feeling powerful, especially sexually. I love feeling in charge of my own pleasure and his. I love to feel his body almost melt at my powerful touch. I love hearing his moans as I grab him and forcefully kiss him and bite his lips.

I know that if he didn’t have to leave for work I would have very forcefully fucked him in that moment. I would have made him pleasure my pussy with his mouth and tongue and then slide his thick rock hard aching cock inside… If he were uncaged, of course. I could totally see myself grabbing the sides of his head and shoving his face in my pussy, rubbing it all over him.

I love when I’m feeling powerful like this, forceful and aggressive. I know that CM likes it too. I love that feeling of taking what I want, when I want it.

Melissa and Tom had met Bethany at a party that was thrown by a mutual friend. It wasn’t just any party, though… it was a “kink party.” These parties were tame by most standards – just a bunch of like-minded people getting together to hang out and have some fun, only the “like-mindedness” of the people happened to be the enjoyment of kinky sex. And, as one would expect, when you get 10-20 adults with dirty minds into one room and you add alcohol into the mix, some very interesting conversations tend to happen.

Melissa and Tom were regular attendees to the kink parties, and definitely enjoyed the interaction with the other people there. They both loved being able to talk freely and openly with friends about their secret sex games – Tom was kept in chastity, with Melissa as his keyholder. She often kept him locked up for weeks at a time, and denied him orgasms for even longer periods of time. Melissa enjoyed the power she felt when she teased Tom mercilessly and kept him sexually frustrated almost constantly. Recently, they discovered a desire to explore sharing their tease and denial games with another person; not necessarily a “partner” in the typical threesome sense, but more like a “participant” – a second dominant woman who could join Melissa in teasing Tom and driving him wild, without actually progressing to full blown sex.

Bethany, on the other hand, was not what you would call a “kink party veteran” – she had only been to one other party in the past, and had spent most of the night chatting with the friend she came with. She wasn’t shy – far from it, in fact – she just wasn’t able to find anyone to talk to that interested her. She was switchy-dom and also bisexual, which tended to attract the same boring personality types: men who wanted to dominate (i.e. tame) her, and women who wanted to be dominated by her. Sure, that stuff was fun, but she was in need of something exciting and different.

It just so happened that, on the night the three of them met, the party had been especially boisterous – the alcohol was flowing freely and early, and the vibe of the party was getting looser and looser as the night went on. Nudity isn’t necessarily forbidden at these parties, but it isn’t a common occurrence; on this night, it only took an hour and a half before the first pair of boobs were out for all to see (two ladies wanted to compare nipple sizes, “for science” supposedly). Not one to be left out, Melissa took out her tits to join in on the “experiment.”

At that moment, Bethany happened to be turning around and when she saw Melissa’s boobs, her knees went weak – they were GORGEOUS! Not only were they huge, but her nipples were beautiful and perfect – she definitely put the other two women to shame! They looked soft and heavy, and when Melissa cupped them in her hands, she found herself wishing she were the one holding them. Only a few feet away, she had to mentally hold herself back from just jumping out and grabbing them.

The next thing she knew, Melissa was offering others to cop a feel! It started with Tom, who squeezed and massaged them with the intimate knowledge that a husband should have with is wife’s breasts. Then it was a nearby woman who was squeezing one of her tits and laughing along with Melissa… amazing! Bethany couldn’t believe it, she was amazed. Then, she was even more amazed when Melissa turned to her and asked plainly, “Wanna feel?”

“Ummm, let me think…” Bethany joked, “Fuck yes!” Bethany reached out with both hands and held Melissa’s boobs: My God, she thought, they are even heavier than thay look! She must have had a dreamy look in her eye as she played with Melissa’s tits, because when she looked up, Melissa was smiling at her. Then, without warning, Melissa laughed, lifted her boobs, and squeezed them right into Bethany’s face!

Bethany’s face was buried in Melissa’s tits for only a second, but the moment was burned into her senses: the soft warmth of her boobs on the side of her face, the sweet smell of her skin, the way Melissa squeezed her flesh tightly against her – she was very briefly in heaven! She couldn’t control herself as she moaned deeply into Melissa’s cleavage just a moment before Melissa pulled away.

Holy shit, that was hot, Bethany thought to herself – she had almost started making out with Melissa’s tits right there in the middle of the party! She couldn’t help it, though; they really were beautiful. And Melissa’s playful attitude definitely fit the “exciting and different” category. She couldn’t believe it, but she felt herself getting turned on just from that quick little interaction…

For Melissa, it wasn’t anything special to whip her tits out – after all, she was proud of them and happy to show them off! Most of all, she enjoyed teasing people with them, so when she saw how “interested” Bethany was, it felt natural to shove them right in her face! All in good fun… until she sensed something in Bethany while her face was between her boobs. Melissa could feel her body change from surprise to… arousal? Did Bethany like having those huge titties rubbed in her face like that? Her suspicions were confirmed when she felt Bethany moan into her boobs… and did Bethany just lick her cleavage?

Melissa surprised herself for a moment when she realized that she liked it, too – she liked that she could tell Bethany was turned on. Melissa always enjoyed the reaction that she had on people, and Bethany was definitely reacting! Melissa pulled away, mainly out of respect for the party atmosphere… who knows how long she would have kept her tits in Bethany’s face if they were in private? All Melissa knew was that it was clear from look on her face that Bethany was turned on, and Melissa couldn’t deny that she was turned on as well.

Amazingly, the party continued, but neither Melissa nor Bethany let it slip too far from their minds. Before the end of the party, they made sure to meet up with each other to discuss what happened……

“So….” Melissa started, “it seems like you really enjoyed my tits back there…”

“Hehehe, yes,” Bethany laughed. With the ice sufficiently broken, she said, “How could I not enjoy them? They are amazing!”

“Thank you,” Melissa replied. “I appreciate the compliment, and I’m really glad you enjoyed them. Tom really enjoyed watching you play with them, too.”

Bethany smiled and licked her lips, intrigued by the exhibitionist angle that she hadn’t considered until now.

“I couldn’t help but notice,” Melissa continued, “that you’re really cute. Like, super cute! I’m not usually attracted to most women, but I have to say you are really, really…. I guess cute is the best way to describe you!”

Bethany laughed again, blushing at the compliment. “Cute is good?”

“Oh, cute is VERY good,” Melissa said. “I also wanted to let you know that I enjoyed you enjoying my tits…”

“That’s good to know,” Bethany said playfully.

Melissa and Bethany spent the next few minutes talking about their specific kinks, filling each other in on the details of each other’s situation. After a little bit of chatting, Melissa felt it was time to go for broke.

“So, I’m just going to come out and say this,” Melissa said, “I’m looking for a nice, cute domme girl to play with, so we can both tease the fuck out of my husband and make him absolutely insane. I want to be able to tease and taunt him with what he can’t have, and have the girl help me with that – making him jealous of all the times she gets to masturbate, cum, or things like that… basically all of the stuff I do to him, only twice as bad. I think you would fit in really well with that.”

Talk about exciting and different! Bethany had never heard anything like this before, and she had to admit it sounded like a lot of fun! From earlier in the conversation, she had been able to surmise that she wouldn’t have to actually fuck Tom, but she would definitely be able to mindfuck him as much as she wanted… which had the potential to be even more fun! That, plus the opportunity to play with Melissa and those huge tits…

“I think that sounds like a great idea,” Bethany replied.

“Great!” Melissa said. Then, just for the reaction, Melissa leaned over and put her lips inches away from Bethany’s ear and whispered to her, “Let’s go tell Tom.”

Bethany moaned, “Can I tell him?”

I have things I enjoy doing – I like to play video games or relax by watching some TV. But I’m never so involved that I get mad when ML interrupts me for sexual reasons.

ML has tried to steal my attention in the past by shoving her boobs in my face while I’m watching something; little does she know she doesn’t have to work so hard. πŸ™‚ most of the time, in my mind, I’m just killing time until the next time she wants to use me sexually.

Much better than anything on TV.

This morning, ML decided to wake me up with a little visual treat: instead of waking me up with a gentle push of her hand, she nudged me with her juicy round ass.

Good morning!

I always say to her as we go to sleep, “You know where I am if you need me.” That’s code for, “If you want to wake me up to use me for sex, please do so.” I’d absolutely love it if ML woke me up for sex just because she was so horny that she couldn’t wait until the morning. She doesn’t usually take me up on my offer, though – she’s usually so well pleased before we go to sleep, that it holds her over until morning. πŸ™‚

It started out as an innocent attempt to increase the excitement in their sex lives.

Michael and Emily had been practicing chastity for almost a year, alternating as each other’s keyholder. They enjoyed how horny being locked chastity made them, how desperate and needy they became for one another. The only problem was their conviction – they could only keep themselves locked for a week or so maximum before the desire was too strong to resist. They wanted to go longer, but they couldn’t. They turned to Sophia for help.

Sophia was a good friend of Michael and Emily, they had met through meetups and get togethers through the kink community in their area. Sophia had a husband who she also kept in chastity – Michael and Emily were always amazed at how Sophia could keep her husband locked up for months at a time. Sophia’s husband had also not had a full orgasm in over 8 months, and she had no plans on allowing him to have one any time soon.

“There’s no way I would be able to go that long without Michael’s cock inside me,” Emily once told Sophia. “I think I’d die!”

“Oh, you’d be surprised,” Sophia replied.

So, when Michael and Emily realized that they would need help taking their kink to the next level, they turned to Sophia for help. They agreed to let Sophia hold their keys for a year and be in control of when they would be unlocked and allowed to have sex with each other.

“You’re sure you want this?” Sophia asked. “If I’m in control of the both of you, I’m not going to go easy on you. In fact, I would do everything I could to make it a living hell for both of you, because that’s what I enjoy…”

“We are sure,” Michael said. “We are ready for this.”

They were not ready for this.

It only took two weeks of being locked in chastity 24/7 for Michael and Emily to realize they were in way over their heads. Michael and Emily were absolutely desperate for some sort of penetrative sex with each other, but Sophia would not allow it. She kept both of them locked up tight in their chastity belts, letting the need build slowly. Michael and Emily felt the ache growing with each passing day, but could do nothing to fulfill their desires.

After a month in chastity, Sophia had basically turned Michael and Emily into sex starved maniacs. Even just the thought of sex would cause Michael’s cock to swell and throb in his cage, and Emily could feel her pussy nearly dripping through the steel plate over her crotch. She sometimes found herself absentmindedly stroking the chastity belt, wishing she could be rubbing her pussy instead. When Michael noticed this, he would whimper to himself, wishing he could take advantage of his god-awfully horny wife.

After two months of chastity, Michael and Emily were both desperate for an orgasm. Emily found herself grinding her pussy against objects during the day, rubbing herself against the counter as she cooked or fruitlessly humping a pillow as she tried to sleep. Michael could feel his underwear brush against his cock through the bars of his chastity cage with almost every step he took. Sophia used their desperation against them during this time, upping the intensity by introducing the couple to some bondage games. Sophia would tie Michael and Emily up together chastity belt to chastity belt, and wedge her wand between the two of them. When she turned the wand on, it vibrated the steel around both of their sexes, and it didn’t take long before both Michael and Emily were frantically thrusting into each other trying to get off. But the vibration wasn’t enough to get either of them off in chastity, it only made things worse.

After three months, Michael and Emily seriously began to regret asking Sophia for her help. They had hoped that she would occasionally unlock them for some sexual contact, but Sophia had kept them locked constantly. They could plainly see that Sophia was enjoying this even more than she thought she would – having two chastity slaves to play with was even more exciting than just one! Sophia tortured Michael and Emily by inviting her husband over, letting him out of chastity, and forcing them to watch him fuck her all night long. Sophia’s husband was more than happy to participate, as Sophia allowed him to cum more times that night than he had for the entire last year combined! Emily watched as Sophia’s pussy was stretched by her husband’s cock over and over, and Michael watched as Sophia’s tits were covered in cum. Would they ever get to feel that again with each other, or would Sophia keep them locked up forever?

Sophia answered that question about a month later by telling Michael and Emily that she would be unlocking them for the first time and allowing them to have sex with each other, but it would be on her terms. Michael and Emily quickly agreed – how bad could it be if they were finally going to be able to have sex?

They had no idea how evil Sophia could be.———————————————————————

“Please!” both Emily and Michael were begging. “Please, faster! PLEEEEEASE!!!!”

Sophia was incredibly turned on by the scene playing out in front of her. She had spent weeks thinking of the perfect situation to torture Michael and Emily with their own desires, and she had finally come up with the perfect way to do so.

Sophia was sure to restrain both Michael and Emily before removing their chastity devices. After being locked up for so long, it was frustrating to not be able to touch themselves, but being unlocked was enough of a release… for now. Sophia had placed Emily in her steel stockade on her hands and knees in doggy-style position, complete with a locking collar and waistpad to hold her in place. She was strapped down tight to the waistpad so that she couldn’t move her hips even the slightest inch. Michael was on his knees behind Emily, with his hands cuffed and attached to the ceiling above him. His predicament was what Sophia considered to be her masterpiece.

Michael’s balls were held in a tight grip by Sophia’s fucking machine, pulled slightly down and away from his body. There was not much discomfort when the arm of the fucking machine was pushed forward, but he felt the pain of being tugged when the fucking machine cycled backwards. This prevented Michael from thrusting into Emily’s pussy out of synch with the rhythm of the fucking machine. Sophia had also rigged the fucking machine with a firm backrest that caused the fucking machine to push Michael forward, forcing his cock into Emily’s pussy with each thrust. Essentially, Sophia had turned Michael into a flesh-and-blood fucking machine, able to easily control him with the turn of a dial. Michael would fuck Emily at the pace Sophia wanted, regardless of how fast or slow either of them wanted him to.

Of course, Sophia had no intention of allowing Michael to fuck Emily hard and fast, like both of them so badly craved. In fact, Sophia had set the fucking machine for the slowest speed possible at the moment, causing Michael’s cock to sink into Emily’s pussy at an excrutiatingly slow pace. Each thrust of his cock took at least five seconds to plunge fully into Emily’s pussy, and another five seconds to pull out. After only a few minutes of this slow fucking torture, Emily began to try to move her hips back onto Michael’s cock. The stockade held her in place, but she couldn’t help but try. Sophia was getting very wet watching Emily’s futile attempts at impaling herself on Michael’s hard cock. Emily’s body was moving on its own accord, her shoulders hunching back and forth trying to get any type of movement going, but her pussy didn’t move an inch back or forth. Soon, Emily was wailing loudly, her entire body trembling as she could not contain her frustration any more.

Michael found very quickly that the pain of having his balls pulled was not bearable enough for him to fuck Emily in the way he wanted. He certainly tried, but could only manage an inch or two of penetration before he needed to pull away. Even if he could take the pain, having his balls pulled in that way would definitely prevent him from having the orgasm he so badly needed. Michael could only slouch against his restraints, taking only what the machine was giving him, silently begging for the machine to speed up so he could cum. Occasionally, his hips would involuntarily thrust forward in a fit of uncontrolled desire, causing him to yelp out in pain as the machine pulled his balls forcefully.

As Sophia had promised, Michael and Emily were in hell. They wanted nothing more but to have crazy hot hard fucking sex with each other; Sophia had put them so close to what they so desperately needed, but she wouldn’t give it to them. She only tempted them with it in the worst way possible. Michael and Emily reached their breaking point within minutes of each other, both of them crying out and begging Sophia to make the torture end. Tears were streaming down Emily’s face as she couldn’t take it any longer, and Michael had gone limp and was reduced to a broken mess of sexually tortured flesh.

But Sophia let the torture continue.

Sophia watched as Michael and Emily went through stages of frantic frustration, to deflated acceptance of their fate, and back again. Each time she could see the moment of change: their bodies shaking back and forth trying to gain some control of their situation, and then sagging lifelessly in their restraints. They would shout, cry, scream, wail, and then fall silent as Michael’s cock mindlessly penetrated Emily’s pussy over and over.

But Sophia let the torture continue.

Sophia watched the couple, rubbing and teasing her wet pussy as she enjoyed the scene. She wanted to draw it out so that Michael and Emily would be forced to watch her have a massive orgasm while they were teased mercilessly. She let her pleasure build and build, her moans getting louder and louder. As it became clear that she was about to cum, Michael and Emily couldn’t help but stare as Sophia brought herself to a huge, screaming orgasm.

Sophia was surprised by the strength of her orgasm – she was enjoying torturing the couple a hell of a lot more than she thought she would, and her orgasm was fueled by the intense feeling of power she felt in the moment. Even her orgasm was killing them, and that made it even more sweeter.

Once Sophia had come down from her orgasm, she reached for the control for the fucking machine. She looked directly into Michael and Emily’s eyes as she turned up the speed. Both Michael and Emily cried out in response to the increased pleasure.

“OH MY GOD!!!!” Emily screamed as Michael fucked her harder and faster. Michael was grunting loudly as the machine forced his cock into Emily’s tight wet pussy. They both were racing towards an orgasm they had been desperately needing for so long. The machine pounded Michael’s cock into Emily’s pussy as they were both ready to cum…

Suddenly, Sophia cut the machine off on an outstroke, leaving just the tip of Michael’s cock inside Emily’s pussy.

“AAAAAAAAAH!” Emily shouted in horror, as her pussy began to spasm. “NOOOOOO!” Emily shoved herself back, desperate to get Michael’s cock back inside her as her pussy suffered through a ruined orgasm. Her pussy lips sucked at the head of Michael’s cock, trying to pull him in so that she could experience some sort of pleasure from this long-denied orgasm, but it was no use.

Michael had thrown his head back, ready to fill Emily’s pussy with a load of cum when the machine stopped. “UGGGGHHHHH?!?!” was all he could manage as he looked down at his cock just barely in Emily’s pussy. He watched as her pussy pulsed around the head of his cock, and he felt himself falling over the edge. He tried to hold back, knowing how frustrating a ruined orgasm would be after all of this. He gritted his teeth, squeezing hard and trying to hold his load in…

The pressure and need to cum was just too much; Michael’s ability to hold back failed, and Emily’s greedy pussy ended up bringing Michael off, his cock twitched through a ruined orgasm. His cum spilled out of his cock and into Emily’s pussy. Emily felt Michael’s cock pulsing, and she knew that he, too, was suffering through a ruined orgasm. Each of them was cumming, yet neither of them were able to fully enjoy it. Emily cried once again as she felt the ache building in her pussy once again.

“I hope you enjoyed fucking each other and your orgasms, because once Michael gets soft enough, you’ll both be going right back into your chastity cages…. I’m not through with you guys just yet. If you think this has been intense, wait until you see what I have in store for you for the rest of the year…”

We recently got gifted a couple things and I went shopping for some new toys to play with. I figured, why not start off this brand new year with some new toys? 

Some of these are not completely new but we did get more rope which gives us a lot more opportunity for new trying positions. We are looking forward to trying cagedmonkey in some predicament positions. Also the flogger itself is not a new thing but now I’ve got two and they are braided so I’m sure there will be a different feeling going on when I use those! The anal hook and Wartenberg wheel are completely new which I’m sure will only add to the freshness that is too come. 

Have you used any of these before and would you like to share your experience as either the giver or receiver? We would love to hear from you! πŸ™‚