D/s

Awhile back I ordered a new leather locking bondage hood. It finally came in the mail yesterday. I’m not exactly sure how good it will be or how well we will like it. First of all, I’m not at all fond of the look of it. I love that it locks though, that part has potential! It also laces up and ties along the whole back of the skull so there really is no taking the hood off once it is tied, buckled and/or locked on.
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It was advertised as a “sensory deprivation” hood but sound is merely muffled and there is quite a bit of light let in. He did say the nose holes were good and he could breathe easily but that it gets awfully hot and sweaty inside the hood. He only tried it on for a few minutes and was already sweating. That isn’t the biggest deal because he gets sweaty lots of times when I have him in some kind of bondage, torturing him.

We do have a lot more to try out with this hood. It’s actual use might be better than our initial reaction but I did want to post about it anyway, so I didn’t forget! I’m sure I’ll have cagedmonkey post the use review of this hood since he will be the one in it while I tease and torture him. Plus, it’s been awhile since we’ve had new toys to play with!

The past few mornings, we wake up and cagedmonkey goes to the bathroom. When he comes out of the bathroom I have my gorgeous ass uncovered and presented for some proper tonguing. He immediately climbs back on the bed and dives right in tongue fucking my ass causing me to moan like crazy.

Last night I just happened to unlock him for some use – I really wanted to cum hard on his cock (and boy did I!) and have him clean up the sloppy, wet, gooey mess that my pussy became. I came quite a few times, good and hard on his cock that it ended up milking him a little. I wouldn’t call it a ruined orgasm really because there was no actual edge to orgasm, except mine. It was just a couple drips or so that came out.

So this morning, after giving my tight asshole a good lick, I told him to get his dick hard. He stroked his cock for me while he continued tonguing me and within seconds he was hard and ready to give me what I wanted. Usually in the morning cagedmonkey is not as sensitive as other times of the day and is a little slower to the edge… But not this morning! It was a matter of thrusts and he was “oh my God, I need to stop-ing.” It was amusing that he’s so incredibly hair trigger horny – which I love – that just having his face between my ass cheeks and his dick in my tight wet horny pussy brings him to the edge so quickly.

After that we went about our morning, getting him ready for work, breakfast, etc all before the kids woke up. Just before he left for work I had him get on his knees and lick my pussy. I still love having him drive to work tasting and smelling me. All that did was increase my already horny mood. I ended up sending him of to work and left myself extremely horny today. My pussy is soaking wet, still! I know I’m going to have to sneak of to the bedroom this morning and use my wand to get myself off, because I can.

Then later this morning I have to take my horny, wet pussy out to a playdate for my daughter. It just so happens another homeschooling mom I met is the minister’s wife at a local church here. It should be extremely interesting, sitting in their house while the girls play and get to know each other, knowing in the back of my mind that I was fucked this morning, masturbated and that I keep my hubby’s cock locked in a steel cage! Haha It’s so weird this sort of double life I lead! 🙂

Ever since we moved here to West Virginia, I can not help but get the biggest smile on my face every time these southern gentlemen say “yes, ma’am.” I actually get that smile when anyone says those words to me down here because it’s gives my inner Domme that oh so yummy feeling. Especially since so many people around here have that great southern accent.

I love hearing my subby hubby say “yes, ma’am” and it gets me every single time I hear it from others too. In my head I’m like, “yes ma’am, is right!” haha I’d never tell anyone else that, instead I smile and say thank you and go about my day. For some reason those words just give me a feeling of being in charge. That someone is agreeing to do the thing I’ve asked or told them to do. Those two simple words are so respectful and at the same time so submissive.

Just thought I’d share 🙂

I quietly opened the bedroom door and latched the newly attached hook & eye. I tip-toed to the box at the side of the bed where, earlier in the week, I had placed a few toys, rope and restraints I thought I might use this weekend. I grabbed out the leather handcuffs and straddled cagedmonkey. I was naked under my jammies so he immediately woke and felt my wet pussy on his caged cock.
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I buckled the cuffs on each wrist and clipped the carabiners together. I lifted cagedmonkey’s arms over my head and down around my waist. He was stuck there, arms around me with no where to go. I’m sure he was pleasantly surprised to wake up that way.

I continued rubbing my wet pussy all over his Jail Bird soaking the attempted erection trapped inside. I leaned myself a bit more upright which, in turn, pulled cagedmonkey up and I reached behind his head and shoved his face into my chest, forcing him to suck on my hard nipples. As he was sucking and flicking my nipples with his tongue, I continued to rub myself on his crotch. My clit rubbed against his rooty hardness behind the base ring until I came and covered him even more with my delicious girl goo.

I certainly was a mess after cumming like that and needed to be cleaned up. I slid myself out from under his arms, unhooked the cuffs and reattached them behind his back. I made him kneel at the side of the bed, like my good boy, and clean up the warm wet mess between my legs. As he licked, sucked and slurped it up, he got me quite worked up and I just had to cum again. Instead of having my subby hubby make me cum, I decided to torture him by making him rest his face about an inch from my pussy and I rubbed myself right into another orgasm. Forcing him to smell me and watch me until mid orgasm I grabbed his head and buried his face nice and deep into my spasming, gushing pussy. I covered him, again, in my yummy juices which he happily devoured.

I told him what a good boy he was for me, patted him on the head, unhooked the cuffs and as I walked out the door I simply said “Good morning, sweetheart.” with a big smile on my face.

Monday night was the last night My Lady and I had to spend together before I started my last week at work. We laid in bed together watching TV, and she snuggled up behind me. Her big soft titties squished against my back as she reached over my body and began stroking my cock. I started moaning immediately, and soon I was humping against her hand softly. ML loves when I do this, when I just can’t hold still and I need to move against her.

After a few moments, she rolled me over onto my back and began stroking me in earnest. I love the way her hands feel on my cock, she knows every little spot that gives me shivers. She expertly toyed with my cock, alternating between edging me and gently squeezing my balls in the palm of her hand. It felt wonderful: her edges got me desperately close to orgasm, and the ball massages kept building the pressure of cum waiting to escape.

After twenty minutes or so of teasing me, ML began to stroke me again with a stronger pace. It’s the pace she usually uses to push me right to the edge and ruin my orgasm, so I expected her to let go of my cock just when my orgasm started and giggle as she watched the cum spill from the tip of my cock. However, as she has a strong tendency to do, ML surprised me with a different form of sexual torture.

My orgasm approached quickly; just when I expected her to release my cock, she stroked me harder and faster, pushing me faster torwards my orgasm. I moaned loudly as I came, coating her hand with my cum as it rushed to freedom. It felt amazing to cum that good, to be stroked to orgasm so thoroughly, My Lady’s hand never slowing as the waves of pleasure coarsed through my body.

Soon, though, the waves of pleasure began to get a little overwhelming, as I realized that My Lady was still stroking me even as my orgasm was dying down. It became clear at that moment that the price of my orgasm would be suffering through some post-orgasm toture.

My Lady hadn’t restrained me for this, and it took a huge effort to keep my hands from interfering with her stroking. Somehow I was able to keep my hands out of the way, but to say I was able to lie still would be far from the truth; I thrashed around on the bed in a futile attempt to escape the madness, but My Lady continued her stroking without interruption.

The intensity of the feelings seemed to hit me in waves; there would be times where I was able to catch my breath and control myself somewhat, but the sensations would eventually become too intense and my body would begin to convulse. The worst was when My Lady would focus her attention on the head of my cock. She would rub the palm of her hand over the top of my cock, and my body would lurch upwards in response. I wanted to scream out, but I held them inside in order to not wake the kids. Within minutes, ML’s stroking had gone from wonderful to horrible, and I knew that she was loving all of it.

Not long after I had stopped trying to endure it and I decided to simply accept whatever torture she gave out, ML had mercy on me and let go of my cock. I was a trembling sweaty mess, yet I was grateful for everything ML did to me. After all, she did let me cum.  🙂  We snuggled up together, and I slept like a rock for the entire night.

I have been very stressed out with all of this moving stuff and trying to pack while still taking care of the kids and the house and functioning in this living space. Not to mention the kid with the medical issues having bigger issues this past week. Then the “normal” kid is having behavior issues, likely because of the move. I have a lot on me and my patience wears thin very quickly these days.

Yesterday, by the afternoon, I had lost all patience and was getting more and more irritable with things. As I said, the medical stuff was crazy and I just started to lose it. Cagedmonkey heard me starting to get very frustrated while he was trying to sleep in the bedroom and asked if I needed him to wake up. Normally, I would say no but I’m trying to change my “I don’t need help” way about myself and actually admit that there are times I need help. So I told him yes, I did want him to get up, even if it was just to take on some of the craziness with the kids.

Just before coming out of the bedroom, I was texting him telling him how frustrated I was and he texted me back and said, “Would you like to come here and take some of that out on my butt before I get up?”

Really?!?!

I love how he knows just what I need! I didn’t even text back, I ran down the hallway with a big smile on my face, went in the bedroom and spanked his sexy little ass for each of my frustrations.

My subby hubby is so amazing and this whole D/s and FLM thing is great because I get to take back my power and control with the help of my wonderful hubby when I feel like it’s been stripped away by the craziness of everyday life.

Tonight Cagedmonkey and I have been enjoying a few drinks. Ok, well, I’ve been making him drink a lot more than me and he’s pretty drunk haha. I mean how could he turn me down when I’m making him take shots like this?
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It’s really cute how he gets. He gets extremely submissive. Especially when, all night, I’ve been making him periodically drop to his knees and eat my pussy, or I’ve been climbing up on the couch rubbing my wet dripping pussy all over his face. I’ve squirted on him a few times too tonight, so he’s sitting here naked, drunk, covered in my pussy juices and locked in his cage. Even I can smell me on him, just sitting next to him.
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Soon it will be time to take him to the bedroom and there we will see what other fun things we can get up to. 🙂

We were recently asked a bunch of questions from a guy on Fetlife and they were such wonderful questions that I knew we had to take the time to answer them here. Since there are so many, we will be breaking them up over a couple Mail Chastity posts. We are also doing this because some are aimed at me, being the one in control and some to cagedmonkey, being the one controlled and locked in chastity.

Please feel free to ask us anything you like, we really do love interacting with our readers and answering questions. Any questions are ok from general to personal. What would you like to know?

A gentleman from Fetlife asks:

What is it like to have that control over a man?

The best way I can describe this feeling is that it feels powerful. Emotionally I feel strong, empowered, important, wanted, desired and needed. Physically I feel this tingling sensation, this warm rush comes over me and the feelings of power flow through my body. My heart beats a little faster and it’s almost like I can feel my blood pumping through my veins. Sometimes it’s even a bit overwhelming and I have to stop myself and back up for a second or two.

We’ve only been doing this, at this intensity level, for a couple years and only recently have I allowed my natural aggressiveness come out so it can still get overwhelming for me at times. But, cagedmonkey and I both say, this isn’t a sprint, it’s a marathon so we have plenty of time to enjoy this I the time that is right for us.

How long did it take to train him to withhold orgasm…because you do allow him sex, right?

First of all, yes, I do allow him sex. Our “sex” happens daily but it’s not the same sex we had before chastity. It’s much more intimate and meaningful and doesn’t necessarily include intercourse. Sometimes we have intercourse. Sometimes we have intercourse, daily. It just depends on what is happening or how I’m feeling because I’m in control of our sexual pleasure.

As for training, there wasn’t much actual training other than practice. Orgasm denial was something cagedmonkey experimented with before he and I met and it’s something we’ve played with the entire 15 years we’ve been together. The past two years there has been a lot of edging and denial and I think, over time, he gets better and better at recognizing his orgasm and where the edge is and he’s learned that feeling of going too far.

I do think a man could be trained in time, with repeated edging and denial, to be able to hold off longer and longer. Denial also makes holding off that much harder. It’s a bit of a double edged sword but possible.

I hope this helped answer his questions and if any of our Dom/Domme readers would like to add their thoughts, please feel free to leave a comment!

I realized today that I’m pretty grateful that my hubby and I work so well together. That our sexual needs and desires perfectly compliment each other. I thanked cagedmonkey today, I thanked him for being everything that I need and for allowing me to be everything that I am with him.

I can be a very aggressive person, if you’ve been reading along, I think we’ve established that. I get rough, I grab, squeeze, scratch, bite, pinch, pull and take what I want. I enjoy letting go and naturally letting my aggression take over, I love feeling my hand around his throat, under his chin or grabbing his face as I pull him in and kiss him very deep, hard and forcibly.

I love how powerful it feels to push him up against the wall, to pinch his nipple before I slide my hand up and hold him there by the throat. I love how it feels to move him exactly where I want him to kiss him or make him suck my titties or I shove his face in my pussy. I love that feeling of making him do exactly what I want him to do and I love when there is hungry, horny, aggression behind it.

No I am not like that all the time nor do I or would I enjoy it all the time… But there are those times when I, quite literally, get off on that powerful feeling.

My Lady hasn’t been feeling very well lately; she has been dealing with strong body aches and generalized overall pain from time to time. I wish I could do something to help her out and relieve her pain, but there’s not much I can do other than being supportive and loving whenever I can.
 
Our sexy fun play time has suffered greatly over the past few weeks because of this. It may seem superficial, but ML and I both agree that sexual attraction and physical intimacy is a very important part of our relationship. I can tell ML is getting worried that her physical issues are drawing energy away from our sex life. She doesn’t REALLY need to worry about that stuff – we can definite adjust to this situation, as we’ve been through much worse already – but it’s nice when I can help ease her fears when possible (and get her a little turned at the same time).
 
We were sitting on the couch tonight watching some TV before I had to leave for work, ML was resting her hand on my hip as I was laying on my side next to her. With the sole purpose of making her smile, I pulled the waistband of my shorts down to show her my naked ass. She giggled and squeezed my butt and gave them a soft slap with her palm. Her touch felt so nice on my naked skin, and a moment later I was up on my knees next to her on the couch, bent over the arm with my naked ass pointed in her direction. As her hands caressed my ass cheeks, I heard her make what would be best described as a half laugh/half moan, a sound that she often makes when she is surprised by just how turned on she is getting. It was music to my ears.
 
For the next few minutes, My Lady smacked my ass until I whimpered and tickled my balls until I couldn’t help but squirm. She gently stroked the base of my cock until I filled up my cage, and she teased the sensitive area between my balls and asshole until I was moaning into the couch cushions. “It’s so cute,” she said as she toyed with me, “I love to watch your ass twitch.” I couldn’t hold still as she brushed her fingers over my exposed skin, and she spanked me hard enough to make me yelp.

It eventually was time for me to get ready for work, but it felt really great to get those juices flowing between us again. It was also wonderful to see My Lady enjoying making my cage tight around my throbbing cock.