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My Lady has already shared her account of the intense pegging she gave me the other night. I won’t go into too much detail of what happened, as she has already done that (and I was also mighty drunk, as well). I do want to talk about what I experienced during the scene – how it felt and what was going through my mind. This is much easier to remember, as having a a big thick rubber dildo shoved into your ass until you can’t help but scream tends to sober you up pretty quickly.

After heading to bed after our drinking date, My Lady told me to get up on my hands and knees – assume the position, as it were. The alcohol made me very obiedient, and I followed her instruction right away. I knew what was coming, as ML and I had talked about this for a week or two before this; it’s not like she surprised me with it or anything.

ML started my anal abuse with Blue, a toy she sometimes uses near the end of our pegging scenes (if at all). God, when she uses this on me, it feels like I’m being invaded by a big bulbous head… probably because that’s exactly what’s going on. It’s always a struggle for me to relax enough to get that huge head past the tight ring of my asshole. Once it’s in, it’s not all that terrible, except for the fact that I can feel the thick round tip plowing back and forth inside me. It’s an intense experience, and I feel completely out of control when ML begins to speed up and actually fuck me with it at a good pace. I’m pretty much forced to give myself over to whatever is happening inside my ass.

A weird thing happens when ML pegs me – I very often have no clue which toy she is using unless I see it before she starts. In this case, I had no idea which toys she was using (even when she started using Mr. O, which I will get to in a little bit). Perhaps the alcohol had a little something to do with it, but not likely; this is something that I’ve experienced before. I usually end up thinking she is using a bigger toy than she is, and I don’t reall think you can blame me. Everything feels bigger when it’s buried deep in your ass… or so I’ve heard.

This time, after ML started fucking me pretty hard with Blue, I couldn’t even really think about which toy she was using. The only thing I could think about was praying that ML would be finished with me quickly. That ended up being far from the case. Each time I felt that I was able to adjust and handle the rough ass fucking she was putting me through, ML would thrust faster and deeper. I was constantly whimpering, begging her to please stop, to please be done with me. At some point, she reached underneath me and began stroking my hard throbbing cock (???), and I started alternating between moaning and asking her to let me cum and pleading with her to stop fucking my ass. My Lady fulfilled neither of these requests.

The one thing My Lady did fill was my ass with an even bigger dildo – Mr. O (side note: My Lady forgot to mention another reason Mr. O got its name – back when we were searching for a good strap on for me to fuck ML with while caged, Mr. O was the only toy that could give her a nice good “O”). I had never been formally introduced to Mr. O, and knowing the mood that ML was already in, I knew it wasn’t going to be gentle. The tapered shape helped with the pain of the initial insertion, but as you can clearly see from the link above, Mr. O gets much thicker much quicker.

Mr. O gave a totally different feeling than Blue – while Blue felt more invasive and intruding, Mr. O simply stretched my ass wide. And it fucking hurt. I couldn’t hold back and I screamed into the pillow as ML pushed it further inside me. She was thrusting hard, and after a few moments I didn’t even have the ability to beg for mercy any more. I hit what seemed like a combination of subspace and pure pain, where I went from sobbing into the pillow to simply enduring the torture and back again. I wasn’t tied down, but I couldn’t move. I lost time, it felt like it was going on forever and that time was standing still all at once. I was just there, being treated like a raw fuck hole by the woman I love.

I felt the first bulge on Mr. O’s shaft push into my ass, and my mind snapped back to the moment. I began frantically screaming for ML to stop, and I started to cry with my face pressed into the mattress. I asked for exactly this. I don’t think it’s hyperbole to say that I was actually being raped; I wanted it to stop more than anything. But My Lady kept going, pushing the dildo harder and deeper into my abused asshole.

The second bulge forced its way in my ass, and I felt ML bearing down even more, determined to make me take it all. She leaned in hard on me, and suddenly I felt a sharp pain inside me. I tried to adjust to it and endure it, but I couldn’t. Then I tried to just let it wash over me, but it only got worse. It felt like the dildo was about to tear me apart inside. I couldn’t take it any longer, and I used my safeword.

My wonderful loving wife, after hearing me resort to using my safeword, immediately began taking me down. She removed the dildo from my ass (calmly and gently, thankfully) and held me tightly and assured me that it was over and everything was okay. It felt wonderful for her to react so quickly to my SW, but I had the strangest reaction – I was telling ML that it was okay, also. I wasn’t really thinking, but my instinct was to make sure ML knew that what she did to me, deep down, was a good thing.

As usual, after I experience a good hard pegging, I was feeling extremely subby to ML. I serviced her in my favorite way by licking her pussy, which was totally soaked after dominating my so completely. After a few orgasms, both ML and I were completely exhausted. We fell asleep in each other’s loving arms, safe and secure with each other.

Amazingly, my asshole itself didn’t hurt too much the morning after. I thought I’d be sore and hurting after the the treatment I received, but thankfully ML used a ton of lube. I did, however, feel a soreness deep inside my hips from the deep and thorough fucking ML gave me. It wasn’t a bad hurt though, it was similar to the way your muscles ache after a good workout.

I never thought I’d be able to fully live out my rape fantasy, but My Lady made that happen. As much pain and suffering I went through, I never felt scared or unsafe with ML. I knew that no matter what happened, she truly loves me and would take care of me. She gave me a painful ass fuck out of love. 🙂

After all is said and done, I didn’t fully hate it. I am amazed at how fully used ML made me feel, and that depravity is definitely a turn on for me (I’m actually getting hard writing this st the moment). I really did hate it in the moment, but I can’t deny that I love that it happened. Part of me wonders exactly what it looked like to watch me be pushed so far; maybe next time I’ll suggest that ML get it on video. 🙂 in all seriousness, I don’t think I’ll be ready for a repeat of this after quite some time… but it’s definitely something I’d be willing to experience again.

I had hoped to wake up this morning and be ready to post an ever so sexy detailed post about last night’s events. Somehow, with the little bit of a hangover I have, I doubt that is going to happen. I’m going to do my best!

We had planned all week to have a little date night and drinks at home after the kids went to bed. I had picked up a bottle of wine for me and some Jack Daniels for cagedmonkey. He’d never had it before and I think he really liked it! I’m pretty sure (I haven’t looked in the fridge) I drank a whole bottle of wine during the course of the night haha. We did enjoy our date night, watched some tv and even played some Super NES games. Gotta love retro gaming!

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Stirring his drink with pussy juices on my finger


I knew I wanted to feel hubby’s caged cock so I had him take off his cage. I simply told him, “get that hard right now, I want to use it.” So he started to stroke himself. I thought it might be fun, and faster, to sloooooowly show him my ass. So I got on all fours on the floor in front of him and wiggled my round ass side to side while I slowly slid my yoga pants and panties down each side to bare my gorgeous cheeks. I pushed my hips toward the floor and presented my back end to him. The whole time he was saying “oh God” and “oh fuck.” Once he had himself good and hard I told him, “come fuck me.” And that he did, like a good boy! He pounded me from behind hard and deep. It felt so awesome. Sometimes you just need a good solid fucking. It’s a good thing there was a Mythbusters marathon on so cagedmonkey had something to do to keep him from cumming or edging himself too quickly.

After a little more tv and some more drinks we noticed it was nearly 2:30am and decided to head to the bedroom. I have been craving some ass play with hubby for a long while now but things just haven’t worked out, until last night. Before we got into bed I grabbed a couple of strap on attachments (Blue & Mr O) out of the toy box and the lube. I rolled him over on his belly and didn’t even really prep him. I squirted the lube on Blue and just stuffed it in his ass. Last night was not about me making love to my hubby at all, it was all about me fucking him like a little dirty slut.

I used and abused his tight little asshole over and over for about 45 mins. I wish I could describe it with some hot sexy details but it’s just so much. At one point after using Blue to fuck him good, I pulled his hips up and lubed up Mr O, which is a much thicker but tapered probe. I just rammed it in his slutty fuck hole and pounded away at him. The sounds coming out of him even from the beginning were so damn sexy. Knowing I was fucking those sounds out of him was fueling me and making me pound him harder and faster. He was whimpering and that whimpering turned into actual crying and begging me to stop, pleading with me to stop abusing his ass. Fuck, it was so hot and it wasn’t fake either, I could feel it in his voice he really wanted me to stop. I know deep down he was loving that I was doing what I wanted, continuing to take him like that after he was truly done enjoying it.

The moaning, whimpering, crying and pleading, all of it was so arousing, so hot it really just made me go harder and faster and deeper. I was so into it, so lost in fucking him, so deep in my own pleasure, dripping wet from ramming his ass, that I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to stop hearing the anguish in his pleading. So much so, in fact, that our night ended with cagedmonkey using his safeword. I think I can recall, very early on in our exploration only twice that he has used it and last night definitely warranted its use. I truly was taking advantage of his tight little sexy ass.

This morning my darling boy has woken up in an ever so humble submissive mood. I can’t say I’m not loving every minute of it either. <3

I was so excited to come home from errands this afternoon to find a package waiting for me. I knew exactly what it was since I’m a mail addict and tracked my package like a stalker. I was very happy to see a plain brown box with no identifying information on the box or the shipping label. Having kids and living in an apartment complex, this is a big deal to us. So for that, already, The Stockroom gets a big plus.

When I was finally able to tear into my box and see my Spandex Sleep Sack, which I affectionately call the Bondage Bag, I was so so happy! It is made of nice thick quality spandex and the zippers, although plastic, seem to be sturdy and very good quality. Warning: lift up when zipping so you don’t zip skin along the way!
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I’m already in love with the way cagedmonkey looks in it and was getting so turned on zipping the zipper and buckling the straps. It was easy enough to sit him up and roll him side to side to straighten buckles and get everything just right and closed.
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Cagedmonkey fits perfectly in this bag. He is about 6 feet tall and 185lbs and it is snug around him and compresses him. He is able to move his arms around slightly when the buckles are undone but once they are buckled and tightened he is fully restrained and unable to move. I love that he is completely helpless.
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Without doing anything with it at all, other than trying it on, cagedmonkey says he’s enjoying it because of what it is doing to me and how I’m reacting to him being in it. He also sees the potential this sack has and the fun we can have. He did mention liking the feel of the compression and that the sack itself was comfortable. The material is pretty smooth and not itchy or annoying, at least so far.
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I do love that the access zippers are perfectly placed and I am able to take out or touch whatever parts I want to use, tease or torture.
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All I need to do now is get out the spandex hood and have him completely bound, gagged and sensory deprived. I’m really looking forward to experimenting with my new toy. I haven’t even spent any time with it and I already know this is my favorite toy. It was well worth the money we spent. Which was not a lot at all! This bag is exactly what I was looking for and fits my monkey boy perfectly. So far I’m extremely pleased and can’t wait to post about our play using the bag.

Thank you to thestockroom.com for an awesome quality product. FYI: if you are looking to purchase one of these for your own, look on eBay for The Stockroom because they only have a few left which they are selling on clearance.

Now, don’t get all excited; no, I did not get to cum on Christmas. I just figured using POCT in the title was easier than using PEABNQSOROCT (post edging, almost-but-not-quite, sort of ruined orgasm cock torture). Let me explain.

After doing the Christmas morning thing with the family, I went to go get some sleep before work while the kids were hypnotized by their video games. I got into bed and just before I drifted off to sleep, the door creaked open and My Lady sneaked inside the beroom with a smile.

My Lady slid underneath the covers with me, and my uncaged cock immediately began to harden (she couldn’t wait and had “unwrapped her gift package” on Christmas Eve). After a few moments of kissing and cuddling, she climbed on top of me facing my feet and promptly sat right down on my face. I immediately started licking her sopping wet pussy as I felt her hands run down my chest, across my stomach, and right to my throbbing cock. I moaned into her pussy, and she began rubbing herself all over my face. Her juices coated me from nose to chin as she moved her hips, alternating between placing her clit betwen my lips and forcing my tongue into her tight asshole.

Now, if having ML fuck my face with her horny holes wasn’t exciting enough for me (and it was!), she began stroking my cock at the same time. She was stroking it fast, as if she were on a mission, and I was very well aware of what that mission was: she was going to edge my desperate cock as she enjoyed her own orgasm while queening me. As frustrated as I knew I would be afterwards, I couldn’t resist. After nearly three months of being denied an orgasm, I was needy enough to be happy with getting as close as ML would allow me to.

ML is getting incredibly good at edging me. She is able to take me closer to orgasm than I ever thought possible. This time, she showed an ever greater talent. ML pushed her hips down on my face, and I felt her pussy quiver as she came. She didn’t stop stroking me as her orgasm hit her, and I thought maybe she might break her concentration enough to make me cum. I felt it approaching fast, my body preparing for a mind melting orgasm, I was heading for the cliff and there was no way to stop it from happeni-

She stopped one stroke short of making me cum, even as she shuddered through the final waves of her own orgasm.

My body screamed and ached, trying desperately to reach orgasm. It needed just one more touch to get there… but that touch wasn’t there. ML dismounted my face and laid down next to me and watched as my body trickled down from the edge. Just when I felt my potential orgasm fading away, she began teasing my cock again with her fingertips. She always seems to know the perfect time to start touching me again after an edge.

Another thing she knows about edging my cock – she knows that when she pushes my cock close enough to the edge of orgasm, it almost behaves as if it had an actual orgasm. It’s not quite a ruined orgasm because I don’t acutally ejaculate; it seems to be something else all by itself. All of the frustration is still there, but my cock will get soft if not stimulated for a while, and it’s difficult for me to be edged/reach orgasm if I am stimulated. Other than the need to cum still being present, everything else feels as though I had an orgasm… including the hypersensitvity afterwards. ML demonstrated this perfectly as she began to rub the palm of her hand on the head of my cock.

I quickly went through the phases of post-orgasm cock torture (if that’s a thing, and if it’s not a thing, I’m totally making it a thing now):

Phase 1: “Oh fuck, that’s so intense! Ok, ok, you can stop now.”

Phase 2: “Okay, you can fucking stop now!!”

Phase 3: “OH, GOD, PLEASE FUCKING STOP!!!”

Phase 4: “FUUUUUUUUUCK”

Phase 5: [Mentally checking out, because you just can’t handle it any more]

For two whole minutes, my body flailed and writhed all over the bed as my cock was put thtough pure sexual hell. ML hadn’t tied me up, so she wrestled my left hand away from protecting my cock; my right hand was busy covering my mouth as I tried as hard as I could not to scream so the kids wouldn’t hear my suffering.

After My Lady finally released my cock, I collapsed on the bed in exhaustion. I couldn’t even roll over to watch her leave, I was entirely spent. As she exited, I heard her say, “That should help you sleep real good, darling.” And it did, too. I feel asleep quickly and thoroughly… and I didn’t wake up until ML was back, with a horny pussy that needed attention once again…

After the not-so-sexy events of this afternoon, ML and I were more than content to spend the night relaxing on the couch and watching tv. We figured a nice quiet night before I headed to work would be perfectly enjoyable… but, as always, any time My Lady and I are in a room together there is a potential for some hot and horny sex.

After spending about ten minutes nestled in each other’s arms, ML requested that I get her a drink from the kitchen. Being the good subby hubby that I am, I dutifully obeyed. When I returned, I nearly dropped the drink on the floor when I saw her laying back on the couch, naked from the waist down with her legs spread, displaying her wet pussy for me.

I got the message loud and clear what my next assignment was. 😛

Within moments, I was on the couch with my face buried in her pussy. She tasted delicious as usual. I was very eager to give My Lady an orgasm, but I decided to take it slow and make sure she was completely pleased before doing so. I gave her pussy soft kisses all over, from her clit all the way down her lips. I felt her pussy quiver as I brushed my lips against her sensitive flesh.

I sucked her clit gently into my mouth, and she moaned in response. She pushed her hips upward, yearning for more as I eased her higher and higher in pleasure. As I gave her pussy slow, lingering licks from bottom to top, she began to whimper and even accused me of “being a tease.” Guilty as charged. 🙂

ML couldn’t wait any longer; she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her sex. “Make my pussy cum good,” she demanded. I moved my hand up so I could reach her pussy, and I slid two fingers deep inside her. She gasped as I massaged her g-spot while swirling my tongue over her clit. It didn’t take very long until she was ready to cum.

I pushed her closer and closer, her body tightening and rising off the couch as she willed herself to orgasm. Just as she hit her peak, I pushed my fingers deep inside her pussy and strummed her clit furiously with my tongue. Her entire body jerked and she cried out as she came hard, shooting much higher over her peak than she expected. My fingers and tongue continued their assault, driving her right through her first cum and right into the second. Now her hands were on my neck, pulling as hard as she could, nails digging slightly into my skin. The twinge of pain urged me on more, and her body spasmed as she came once again.

Easing her down from her orgasmic rush, I began kissing her softly again. She was completely spent; she looked so sexy laying back on the couch, completely limp and exhausted from cumming so hard. I laid down with ML, my cock throbbing in frustration in the cage next to her thigh.

My hunger for ML was apparently not satisfied either, as I would soon find out. I exited the room to get ready for work, and when I came back in the room (always when I come back into the room!), she was bent over the couch fixing the cushions. Her beautiful round naked ass stopped me dead in my tracks. Without a word, I rushed over to her, dropped to my knees behind her, and shoved my tongue right up her asshole.

ML immediately made that sexy squeal sound that she always does when I tongue fuck her ass. It drives me insane! I spread her cheeks wide and pushed my tongue even deeper. Her asshole quivered aroung my tongue. Unfortunately, I couldn’t afford much time ass-fucking ML with my tongue, or else I’d be late for work. Damn, I’d seriously do that all fucking day long!

It was incredible how our night went from a peaceful snuggle on the couch to thrusting my tongue into ML’s asshole in pretty short order! But that’s how things go with us now – we go with the flow. And very often, that flow between us is one fucking sexy flow of desire and need!

At the moment I have cagedmonkey in the bedroom restrained to the bed. There are so many things I want to use him for and do to him. He’s unlocked and plugged and can do nothing about me coming in the room and teasing, tormenting, using and abusing him. Before I restrained him to the bed he had specific instructions to take a shower and prepare my big sexy cock for me. He was to get it all shaved nice as well as send me some pics that I asked for. He was told to edge himself in particular ways and take pictures of it for me. Such a good boy doing all those things I demanded of him. 

Once he was finished showering he was told to go to the bedroom – he knows anytime he is in there he is to be naked – he forgot! Not really forgot but he needed clothes because of the kids and just didn’t think to take them off to nap but that’s not obeying the rules so my big sexy boy has a punishment in his future. I can’t wait to get my paddle on his beautiful ass. Speaking of his ass, I was sure to whisper in his ear about all the wonderful things I want to do to his ass later tonight while I have him cuffed to the bed. How I want to force him to gag on my strap on while he wets it down for me to fuck him with. I really can’t wait to see him face down, helpless and vulnerable on the bed, waiting and wondering how I’m going to treat him.

It’s no surprise, really, because I’ve already told him how I want him tied down tight to use as a fuck hole. To treat his ass like a slutty little whore. To use and abused him till he hurts to walk. I want to fuck him good and hard and for a long time. I want to hear him crying and begging me to stop.

If you couldn’t tell, I’ve very horny so I need to cum. I need to cum so bad and even though I’m on my period at the moment I still get to use my wand and cum anytime I like. So I went in the bedroom, locked the door and was using my wand against my pad and fuck did it feel good… then I felt a little pinch… but oh God it felt so fucking good and I came so hard. I wanted to cum again and even thought about it but the pinching… what the fuck was pinching me? Ugghhhhhhh my Pussy wanted another orgasm, but ouch, what the fuck!? I had to turn off the wand and adjust things down yonder and found that my pad had flipped at the top and the sticky was sticking to my freaking sensitive girlie parts! Ouchie! Haha

That certainly didn’t put a dent in my horny, in fact it might have made it worse! Hubby is home all night and I plan to get out all of this sexual aggression by using his body for what I want, how I want it. Fuck I’m horny!

Last night, My Lady and I were spending some time together on the couch before I had to leave for work. I was laying down and ML was laying on top of me. It was insanely comfortable; so comfortable, in fact, that I had to set the alarm on my phone just in case we fell asleep. And we did just that, snoozing for about an hour or so. I set the alarm early enough so I wouldn’t need to scramble to get ready for work. It turned out that I would need to anyway, only because ML found another use for that extra time.

After I got dressed, ML motioned for me to kneel in front of her on the couch. I knelt before her and she began touching my body, running her hands underneath my shirt and caressing my chest. Her fingertips found my nipples and began teasing them with her delicate touch. I couldn’t hold back the sounds of pleasure, and I moaned into ML’s mouth as she leaned down to kiss me. This very often fuels ML’s dominance over me, and this time was no different.

My Lady pushed me down onto the floor, straddled my body, and virtually attacked me in all ways sexually. She kissed my roughly, sucking my tongue deep into her mouth until I could feel the slightly painful tug on my stretched out tongue. She shoved hers deep into my mouth until I nearly gagged. She bit my lip gently, drawing startled yelps from me and driving her further into her sexual frenzy. She was unstoppable, and I didn’t want her to stop!

It felt incredible. I experienced so many conflicting feelings – I was excited that ML was so damn turned on. I was surprised each time she turned up the intensity, and a little shocked each time she caused me a little bit of pain. And I was also somewhat scared of what she would do to me next.

But most of all, I felt like I was being used. My Lady has this sexual energy that she needed to release, and I was her target. It wasn’t about pleasing me, teasing me, or even causing me pain or pleasure. It was about her getting what she needed, and using me to get it. Without even noticing it, I started moaning, “Oh God yes, please use me!” It felt so good to be her sexual plaything and nothing else in that moment.

After ML released the energy she needed to and began to come down from her sexual high, she turned to “cuddle mode” and held me tight against her body. I could feel the change in her body as she transitioned to aftercare. What wasn’t so clear was who needed the aftercare – although she was holding me and telling me she was there for me, I could sense that ML was a little intimidated by her behavior. I made sure to tell her that I was okay, and that it was an amazing experience. I wanted her to know that she did nothing wrong by using me like that. I didn’t want the feelings of guilt that bring on her domme drop to creep in.

And it seemed to work. 🙂 ML was able to avoid the domme drop that sometimes follows an intense scene like that, and her excitement has only grown since then. She told me this morning that hearing me almost beg for her to use me drove her crazy and made her want to use me more.

I can sense her confidence and power growing, even as I sit next to her on the couch. I feel it radiating from her. She has me home all night long tonight, and I can’t even imagine where her newfound intensity will take us.