Female Led Relationship

I get questions all the time from other wives or girlfriends who have their guys in chastity. Some of the most frequently asked questions are about how I keep things fresh, how I keep him teased, how I remind him of my control over his cock. Honestly, I’ve said it before, chastity is not a “lock it and leave it” thing. Chastity takes a little work on the keyholders part. Unless of course it’s your kink to be locked up and the key tossed away never to be used again. That is certainly not how most… no, all, of the guys I know want it. They want to feel the control, the tease, the denial. They do not want to be locked up and forgotten about. So, how do I possibly make time to keep him teased and denied and reminded of my control?

A lot of this is mental, so there is that. The words and phrases I choose, how I say something, it all helps in reminding cagedmonkey who controls him and his sexual pleasure… Or torment! Then again, much of this is physical, too. There really, truly is a need to feel the physical control. Not that we need to be constantly stroking and edging our guys – though I’m sure they’d love that – but we do need to remind them physically. For those of us using chastity devices, that’s one constant reminder. He can feel that cage you keep locked on him so it is there to say “hey, she holds the key to your cock.”

Sometimes I have to get creative in my reminders. Since we don’t have a lot of time these days for long D/s sessions I need to find interesting ways to keep the tease and denial going. If you follow us on Twitter, you know, a lot of times I’m sending him pictures of myself and my sexy parts. I’m sending him texts about how horny I am and how I’m masturbating. I make sure to remind him of how lucky I am that I’m not locked in a chastity device and I can give myself an orgasm any time I want.

I’ve decided that our lack of alone time together doesn’t mean our D/s or tease and denial time needs to suffer. This morning after getting hubby’s lunch together, I snuck the small vibrator into the front pocket of his lunch bag. Once he left I texted him instructions to retrieve it and click it to a certain setting and place it under his balls, just far enough behind that it vibrated his prostate, for the drive. After a certain amount of time I had him switch it to another setting and then again another. I had control over him for the entire hour that he drove to work. He was an extremely horny dripping mess by the time he got to work. I love that he had to go into work with messy underwear. My little form of private public humiliation.

This little bit of surprise play completely reminded him of how much I love him and love controlling his sexual pleasure. He could feel my control all the way to work and I’m sure the residual submissive feelings are still with him a few hours later. I love finding ways to keep the kink alive, so to speak, when our alone time is not in abundance. I plan to find other wonderfully simple ways to keep reminding him just who is in control of his cock and his sexual pleasure!

There was an excellent comment on my last post that was absolutely spot on, and perfectly describes one of the best things about male chastity.

chastityfemdom writes:

now that we have PIV so much less, when it happens (or rather when Mistress R lets it happen) we both enjoy it a lot more than we used to, when it was just an ‘everyday’ thing. Guy’s who don’t live this way really don’t appreciate how good it feels to be inside a nice wet pussy, or how it feels to hear ‘I want you to cum inside me’.

Thanks for the comment, Rob! And yes, I 100% agree with you!

When I’ve been locked up for a good amount of time, the feeling of My Lady’s warm wet pussy squeezing and gripping my hard cock is just fucking amazing. That’s not to say it doesn’t always feel great – because it does – but it’s a little extra special when I’ve been denied for so long.

It’s almost like tasting your first dessert after you’ve been on a strict diet for weeks. Sure, a brownie is a nice treat no matter what day of the week you eat it, but it’s beyond delicious if you haven’t had one for quite some time.

So, yes, male chastity is about submission and control and all of those things we talk about… but one of the bonuses of male chastity is that first taste of sex when you’ve been on a “pussy diet” for so long.

I ran across this article on Yahoo and it started me thinking that ML and I must seem like a huge outlier. I mean, we are probably as content as we’ve ever been in our marriage, and we very often – in fact, regularly – go more than a week without having sex.

Then again, that’s by design. In fact, our chastity lifestyle has caused us to redefine what “sex” is for us. Of course, PIV-intercourse counts, but there is so much more that we do that ends up making the whole “cock & pussy” thing almost a minimal part of our sex life.

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Damn fucking good, but still minimal.

Take this morning, for example. ML and I woke up a little late, so we were rushing around a little bit getting me ready for work… but I still had time to kneel in front of her to show my submission to her. And she uses that time to tease me with her beautiful tits, making me want them but also making me wait until she was ready for me to have them. It was a small moment, but it have both of us a sexual charge that lasted well into the day.

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Wouldn't this keep you horny all day long?

My Lady and I “have sex” in so many ways. We can do an intense domination scene with bondage and pegging, or just simple snuggling and kissing in bed…. it’s all sex for us. Even just a simple smile and a knowing glance can have that sexual edge to it. (And yes… I just did it, and it was great!)

So, I guess we actually have sex more than once a week. In fact, we are pretty much having sex with each other all throughout the day. That still makes us an outlier, though… incredibly happy, in spite of all the sex we have. 🙂

Last weekend we spent the entire weekend away at our son’s football tournament. I certainly couldn’t let the teasing subside just because we were away in a hotel with 15 other football families, now could I?

I will admit, I’m entirely too weak when it comes to this whole long term lock up thing. I really did want to try again to make it a good long time, keeping him erectionless but it just didn’t happen! On Saturday night I decided to have hubby unlock and leave his cage in the suitcase for the rest of the weekend. The night ended with a massive amount of teasing in bed, under the covers. I stroked him and edged him over and over again. I let him get the slightest feel of my pussy from behind at the weird angle we managed to get into. It was about a quarter of his cock that was able to actually enter me. As he tried thrusting he really just ended up teasing the head of his cock with my wet pussy lips. 🙂

When we woke up on Sunday, I started on him right away. I sent him straight to the bathroom to edge himself for me 4 times. He then has to come out and show me how hard his cock is while trying to hide it from anyone else. I love that nervous “I hope no one notices” walk he does. I literally spent the next couple hours having him periodically going to the bathroom for me and doing whatever number of edges I came up with.

Just because it was time to go to the field, don’t think I stopped there. During our teams warm up and during half time I sent him off on the long walk in front of the bleachers to the other side of the field to the bathroom. There he had to edge for me and take that long nervous wall back, hoping no one could see the massive bulge in his pants from his hard cock. It was such a perfect time for some private public humiliation. I’m sure the second I told him “You’re going to go to the bathroom and edge 5 times for me,” while sitting there on the bleachers, caused him to chub up.

It really was a very fun day keeping him literally dangling on the edge all day. We had about a two and a half hour drive home and he thought he might get a break from many torment… But, come on, really? Haha especially when both kids fell asleep! I teased his cock and nipples while he was driving and he even got to the point of begging me to stop. I love the sound of his voice when it gets all shaky and he truly does want me to stop.

Cagedmonkey was completely a dripping mess by the time we got home… But I didn’t stop there haha just about every 15 mins from dinner to bedtime I had him going in and stroking himself to the edge for me multiple times. He was so incredibly sensitive after that all day tease-a-thon. I enjoyed very much pushing him that much further into his horniness.

I really think, after that, he’s been feeling very submissive. I think he really loved getting on his knees before work this morning to service my pussy. I am looking forward to the weekend. We put the bed restraints back on the bed and I think it’s going to be a bondage kinda weekend! 🙂

One of the things I am asked often is Do I or why don’t I have cagedmonkey shave completely or dress in panties or [insert sissy/feminization reference here]? The simple answer is: I don’t want him to.

The more complex answer is something interesting I’ve been realizing slowly about myself. Over the last couple years, traveling along this kinky road, I’ve often analyzed my reasons for liking certain sexual things. Sometimes I’ve given up on analyzing some stuff because there is no rhyme or reason why that thing turns me on. Most things, however, I can link to a good event or even a trauma (mostly traumas!) in my past and that act is simply helping me work through the emotional baggage from the past.

I’m not going to get into my childhood traumas but simply put, I was sexually abused by a man early in life and, as you can imagine it left that little girl very vulnerable and helpless. So, for me and my complex answer as to why I don’t want some sissy, feminine guy for a submissive husband, it’s simply that I get off on controlling a man. Knowing that this man who could on the outside obviously take care of anything he needed to but is submissive to me, kneels before me and is locked in a chastity cage for me and is controlled sexually by me.

For me, it’s more of a turn on to control the big strong man and to have myself a submissive man for a husband.

(Taking a small break from the group sex weekend posts…. Don’t worry, the rest of the weekend will be posted)

I have to admit, I haven’t been the best sub I can be lately. I’ve been serving My Lady, being a good boy and satisfying her whenever and however she wishes, but I haven’t been submitting fully and completely to her. I’ve been wanting too much, and I’ve been making my wants known just a little too often.

There’s a difference between sharing my fantasies with My Lady, and telling her what I’d like her to do to me. I’m usually pretty good at avoiding the whole “top from the bottom” thing, but I’m far from perfect. My attitude has been contributing to some of ML’s down mood over the past week or so because she is afraid she is disappointing me. I shouldn’t be disappointed about anything because I shouldn’t be expecting anything.

Why am I having such trouble submitting? I’m almost sure it’s because of ML’s chastity plans for me – she wants to keep me locked 24/7 until Christmas. Forget having to go 2 months without an orgasm; I’m going to go 2 months without have a single full erection. And, honestly, that scares me.

When facing such a long lockup, I naturally want to have one last whatever-it-is that I want. In the past (both childhood and in our marriage), if something didn’t happen on a regular basis, there was a chance that it would be forgotten/phased out/etc. My mind thinks that if I have to wait that long (or, for some activities that we haven’t done for a while, even longer than a few months), will ML be interested? Has she already lost interest in some things that have faded from view? Are there things that we’ve done once and I’ve enjoyed, but will never happen again just because “it’s not something we do anymore”?

I hate these questions, because I hate not having the answers. But the beauty of submitting is that I don’t need the answers to these questions. All I need to know is that I belong to My Lady, and she wants what she wants. The answers to those questions are irrelevant if my focus is on her pleasure and fulfilling her desires.

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 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.

ML has decided that she will be using the “no look, no touch” rules for at least the next two weeks whenever I am unlocked. This involves restraining me any time I am out of the cage so that I cannot touch myself, and blindfolding me so that I cannot see my cock. This means that by the time mid-August rolls around, it will be six long weeks since I saw my fully erect cock last. As a little extra mental dig, she has mentioned that she plans to take many pics and vids of my cock as she teases me. She may or may not let me see them, which means that readers of our blog as well as our Twitter followers may see my cock a lot more than I will get to.

This apparently won’t be the first thing our followers know more about than I do. But I’ll get to that soon enough.

ML started tonight off by having me lay on the floor, cuffing my hands above my head around the leg of the side table, and blindfolding me. She then began attending to the task of freeing my cock from its steel prison for the first time in a month. I could feel myself get hard almost instantly after I was unlocked. It felt so wonderful just to be able to get full and hard; the simple things are the most pleasant when you’ve been denied of them for so long. ML began gently cleaning my cock with a wet towel, giving me playful strokes and teases as she cleaned me. I was moaning and rolling on the floor within seconds. Her touch was absolutely incredible. Once I was well cleaned, she applied some lotion to my shaft – “to make sure the skin stays in good condition while it’s locked up,” ML explained. I didn’t give a fuck what excuse she made up, mainly because she was stroking my cock for the first time in weeks. She was edging me with almost no effort at all as I thrusted up into her hand, unable to control my body as my lust and need burned hotter by the moment.

My Lady stopped stroking me abruptly; she needed to give me enough time to get soft so she could get me locked up again. It took quite a while for my erection to subside… apparently, after nearly a month of not being able to get hard, my cock didn’t want to give up on it so quickly! Eventually, my cock softened enough to allow ML to stuff me into the cage.

I felt ML put the cage back on, fighting the rapidly swelling flesh as she got the security screw in place. She took the blindfold off of me and told me to look. I peeked down at my cock, and as sure as I expected, I was locked up again – my first of many missed chances to see myself hard.

“Well?” My Lady asked. I shrugged and was about to tell her that I wished I could have seen myself hard before getting locked up again, but she interrupted me. “Look again,” she said.

I looked down again at my caged cock, same as it was…. only this time, I saw it.
It wasn’t the Jailbird!

I should be more accurate and say “it wasn’t the Jailbird I’m used to wearing,” because it was a Jailbird, except it was different. This one had a second crossbar about midway down the shaft, and the base ring was a double instead of the usual single. My Lady surprised me with a new cage! My Lady explained that this JB was also smalled width-wise, so my cock would have even less room than I’ve been used to in the past. She also hopes that the double ring will help alleviate some of the “pulling away” issues I have when I am extremely aroused while wearing the cage.

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Surprise! Although I suspect most readers/followers aren’t THAT surprised, as ML mentioned that she’s been talking about ordering this new cage on Twitter for a while now, unbeknownst to me. So, screw all of you for hiding it from me.  🙂

As far as the cage goes, comfort-wise… it’s different. It’s not bad or anything, but I can definitely sense a difference between the two models. I can feel that the cage section is narrower, and I think I can feel the double ring when I walk. It doesn’t hurt, but I’m aware of it. It’s not like the old JB, which on occasions I forgot whether or not I was wearing it (I usually was). Adjusting myself is also a slight challenge, as the new crossbar is right where I would normall grab for leverage.

With all of that said, I am the person who can’t continue walking if I have a fuzzy in my sock, so I’m pretty sure I will asjust to the new cage as time passes.