FemDom

The other night cagedmonkey and I were sitting here and we decided to look around at some new toys. Not anything crazy but fun little things to add to our play.

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I got a nice new black paddle, I hope lasts awhile. I loved my other one but it really was for a beginner and not meant to give a beating. 🙂 I also ordered an attachment for my Hitachi wand… It really seems like a great thing to torture cagedmonkey with. It might be fun to tie him to the bed and get the wand positioned where it could be on him vibrating him and masturbating him so slowly. He would be stuck lying there taking it while I go about my day. I could pop in every so often and give the Hitachi a break while I ride his face and cum all over him. It would so awesome to have him all gooey with precum and my cum all over his face and wiped on his chest and stomach, left to dry.

The other thing I got, that I’m a bit excited about is the positioner. It’s going to come in handy for quite a few things. I can use it to keep his thighs up when I want to peg him missionary style and I can also lock wrist cuffs to the buckles at his thighs. I think there are many uses for this, in multiple positions… I also like that it’s pretty small and we can just pull it out to use it without any set up. The under bed restraints and the stockade require some sort of set up and time to use. This seems to be something I could pull out on a whim and use and put away.

Another thing we’ve looked at getting recently is a good hood with a gag that doesn’t look evil and scary! I’ve yet to find one that doesn’t make me kinda cringe.

Anyway, fun new toys to add to our playtime. That’s exciting on it’s own!

This morning I was feeling particularly dirty and horny. Such a lovely combination for making my sexy subby hubby my service slut. I stood at the side of the bed with my wand in one hand and ordered him to get on his knees behind me. I bent over on to the mattress and positioned the wand at my clit. I flicked the dial to a medium vibration as I pushed my ready and waiting ass toward him slightly. He knew that was his signal to get to work. I love the way his warm tongue feels as it slides into my tight ass.

As the wand got me closer and closer to orgasm, I bucked against his face, pressing him deeper and harder into me. Using his face to push myself to the edge. Then at the perfect time, with his tongue in my ass, he slid his fingers into my pussy, filling up my aching horny hole. It wasn’t long after that I went the edge, stiffened my legs and every bit of me tensed up. He had to work harder to push his tongue into me as my muscles clenched down.

I felt my pussy gush as I came. It’s been so long since I’ve squirted that standing in that position made it simply gush from me. I covered his hand, tongue, face and the floor below with my delicious musky juices. I laid there on my stomach a minute, wand dangling, feeling the aftershocks of my orgasm while he knelt there behind me, used and aching in his cage.

I stood up, straightened my jammie shirt, patted my good boy on the head and told him to sleep well as I walked out of the room.

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.

The other night before Cagedmonkey went to work I couldn’t help but get in a little play time. I mean, damn, when my man has an adorable little ass like he does, how can you not want to just bend him over the couch and take him?
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We were just sitting on the couch getting a little flirty, he happened to flash me a little hip… Oh his hips are sexy! I straddled his lap and started kissing him hard. I was getting extremely turned on and I started pinching his nipples. I got more turned on by the sounds he was making as I pinched and twisted his nipples. I kissed him harder and deeper and more aggressively. I could feel how hard his cock was trying to get in his cage between my thighs.

I could feel that fire starting to burn inside me, that powerful aggressive burn, aching to just do things to him. To make him feel things and react to things. That need to have him in whatever way I wanted. I stood up to catch my breath and couldn’t help myself, I grabbed him by the hip and pushed him over on his belly, bent over the couch, face down in the cushion. I yanked down the back of his shorts and knelt behind him as if I was making him my little bitch.

I reached down and slid my middle finger in his ass and he moaned this growly moan into the couch cushion. Damn it was hot! I continued rubbing his prostate as I moved my hips back and forth as if I were pegging him, listening to him moan over and over. I had one hand on his back, pressing him into the couch, it really was like I was using him for my little ass slut.

I really enjoyed the powerful feeling I got from just taking him and doing what I wanted to him. When I was finished with him his cock was dripping like crazy and trying desperately to bust out of his cage.

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I’m really craving a good bondage session. A tightly bound man of mine being tormented, teased and denied orgasm. I have been thinking a bit about the stockade and how I wish we would have a chance to use it for a good amount of time. I want to see him restrained, ass in the air, while I spank it to a gorgeous rosy red color. I really do miss feeling the power I have when he is bound and helpless to endure whatever I want to put him through.

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Cagedmonkey’s ass has been getting my attention these days too. That gorgeous little thing is getting me all turned on and getting my juices flowing. I keep imagining him restrained as I take advantage of him and make him mine, taking him.

Nothing all that out of the ordinary happened during the day Monday, unless you count constantly being teased by My Lady out of the ordinary (which I don’t). She was extra-secretive about it, however, sending me texts across the room or sometimes even a silent head nod when she wanted to take me into another room and tease my cock.
 
ML started the day early, meeting me in the kitchen before I was even able to make my breakfast. She squeezed and massaged my balls through my shorts while my daughter was watching TV before her homeschooling started. I was nervous about being found out, but ML used her eagle ears to keep us safe while she made my knees nearly buckle underneath me. I was already semi-erect after waking up, but her touch had me hard and throbbing within moments. She kissed me and left me there trembling as she went into the other room to start her day.
 
Later on in the morning, ML set up our daughter with an assignment and signaled for me to meet her in the kitchen again. I was two steps behind her. Once safely in the other room, she spun around and slid her finger inside my mouth; it was already wet with her delicious pussy juices. As I sucked her finger clean, she reached into my shorts and began to stroke my stiffening cock. My hips began to move against her hand, but she stopped before I was able to start enjoying it too much. She exited the kitchen to continue her work as I stood there with the taste of her pussy in my mouth and my cock dripping precum into my underwear.
 
My Lady’s sneakiness didn’t end there.

That afternoon, ML sent me a text while the kids were playing video games:

Meet me in the bedroom in 3 minutes.

When I walked in the bedroom, the first thing I saw was my wife’s perfect sexy ass, naked and bent over the side of the bed. “Come here and give it to me,” she said. I was rock hard in seconds, and my cock was in her pussy just a few seconds later. I was pulling her hips back against mine, driving my cock deeper into her with each thrust. I was only able to go for a few seconds before I felt my orgasm sneaking up on me and I had to pull out to avoid cumming.

ML turned around and began to squeeze and rub my slick cock with her hand. Her touch felt so nice after being in her pussy, I began to moan; I wanted to cum so badly. Then I heard My Lady’s voice in my ear, urging me to stay quiet. She hushed me as she put a finger to my lips. “Shhhhh,” she whispered, “not so loud. You don’t want the kids to hear, do you?”

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I struggled to stay quiet as ML teased my aching cock. She took me right to the edge before releasing her grip and walking to the bedroom door. “Edge one more time, then put your cage back on before you come out,” she instructed. The edge came quickly, and I was overflowing with precum by the time I was soft enough to wear the cage again.  Back in the living room, My Lady gave me a wicked smile, knowing exactly what was going on in my mind and body and knowing that she was the one causing it.

I could write out some long descriptive post about what this is but it’s been done so I will mostly borrow the words written on the Predicament Bondage Wiki page. If you want a little more information or read into the different uses you could check there. I plan to only talk about the bits of predicament bondage that intrigue me. Perhaps as I do more of my own research I’ll get more interested in other uses – you know how research and time tend to expand my interests a bit once fantasy gets involved.

So, one of the reasons this came up is because both hubby and my girlie sub Lizzy are kinda the same. They both have a thing with being put into difficult situations. So I had both of them do some research on different types of predicament bondage. Lizzy was to look up the general sense and cagedmonkey was to look up Asymmetrical Bondage. Both of which put your sub in a difficult position.

So what exactly is Predicament Bondage? Predicament bondage is the art of restraining a person in such a way that there is a limited number of positions in which they can be, each of which are so uncomfortable that they are forced to shift their weight or position. Upon doing so, they place themselves in another equally uncomfortable position. It basically causes a sub to have to choose or alternate between the two positions, each of which carry their own pain. The default position is typically intended to cause muscle fatigue, such as standing on tiptoe. If they get too fatigued they have another option to choose which is usually a more physically painful position, for example letting themselves lower their weight and stand regularly while forcing a rope attached to their genitals to pull taut and cause pain.

One of the intriguing parts of predicament bondage is how it could be used in orgasm denial. Imagine hearing your dominant say, “you can cum but you’ll have to move up on to your tip toes to position the wand correctly and as you do that the rope will cause pain to your nipples.” Or something to that effect anyway. After being denied for days, weeks, months, are you willing to cause yourself pain to have that desperately wanted orgasm?

The sadistic side of me gets such a thrill thinking about watching someone try that. Giggling as I hear them grunt and moan. Agonizing over the decision. Such sadistic fun! 🙂

Another interesting but type of bondage is asymmetrical bondage which is more about causing a submissive’s body to become confused and off balance. It is when the body is bound in an asymmetric way, as in one leg bound bent up and the other straight. There isn’t a whole lot out there on this, that we’ve found, but we at least get the idea. When you bind the body in this way it throws the brain off since most of your body moves or works in symmetry. It’s an interesting concept anyway and we are still looking into it more and more.

It’s been a little while since I posted; with all of the drama over the past couple of weeks, it’s been difficult for me to get the time to post, much less the motivation. All of this craziness, along with ML’s cycle had thrown a wet blanket over our libidos. This is precisely why it felt nice to finally get back to some sexy fun teasing games last night.

After some kissing and hot and heavy touching following the kids’ bedtime, My Lady suggested that we move to the bedroom and find something on TV to watch. “I’m going to tease your cock for a little bit,” she said with a wicked smile. Not much longer after that, we were in the bedroom and ML was attaching the cuffs from under the mattress to my ankles and wrists.

My Lady began by touching me everywhere on my body except my cock. She lightly dragged her fingernails up my stomach and chest, my body rising up to meet her touch. She then caressed my hips, sliding her fingertips up the sides of my body, making me shudder in the process. It felt wonderful how she was loving every part of my body, not just the parts that were desperate for her attention. Soon I was moaning from just a touch of her fingers.

Her hands surrounded the base of my cock and balls and she squeezed gently, drawing a sharp gasp from me as my hips thrusted upwards. This was not acceptable to My Lady, and she sat with her legs across my midsection, holding me down as she stroked my cock. I tried to thrust up again without success; I was cuffed and held down by ML, unable to move.

My Lady continued stroking my cock constantly and steadily as my body began to shake and shudder. The stimulation of her hands felt amazing, yet the frustration began to build as her stroking continued. My inability to get any more stimulation only added to the frustration. Soon I was pulling on the cuffs that held my hands and feed immobile, but ML still didn’t break her rhythmic teasing.

Once my frustration led to my whimpers of need, My Lady decided to make things worse for me. She stroked me hard and fast, right to the edge of orgasm before letting go of my cock, leaving it to twitch and pulse on my stomach. She edged me four or five times, the last of which she brought me as close as she possibly could to the edge without giving me a ruined orgasm. We both watched as my cock spasmed, waiting for the telltale ooze of cum that signals a ruined orgasm… but after about ten seconds of twitching, my cock stopped its not-quite-orgasmic dance and laid still on my stomach.

“Wow, that was hot!” ML said, obviously excited over how far she had pushed me. I looked at her with pleading eyes as she took my cock in her hands once again. “Let’s see if there’s any cum in there that didn’t make it out,” she said as she squeezed my cock with both hands. She wrapped her hands around the shaft and rubbed my cock between them – ML called it her “start the fire” move, I’m guessing you can imagine why. My cock began to leak gooey precum as she did this, dripping down the shaft of my cock and lubricating her teasing hands. Cuffs or not, I couldn’t lay still during this, and I pulled against the restraints as she mercilessly tortured my oversensitive cock. She continued rubbing my cock until the flow of precum slowed, then she stroked me hard and fast to the edge once again. I was moaning loudly by this time, unable to even think about staying quiet. I begged her not to stop, cried out to her… but of course she didn’t let me cum. She released my cock from her grip at the perfect moment, once again leaving me hanging on the edge of cumming without pushing me over.

I was completely drained of energy; I barely even noticed when she undid the cuffs on my wrists and ankles. I was still trying to catch my breath as she rolled over, saying, “Time for bed honey, turn off the TV and come snuggle with me.” I did as I was told, pressing my body up close to hers, my teased and tormented cock pressing against her back. I couldn’t help but grind against her a couple of times, making ML giggle. “Goodnight, my sweet boy,” she whispered. I drifted off to sleep smiling, grateful for the opportunity to please My Lady by enduring her teasing.

Some of you may know and some of you may not but for a while now, I’ve been looking for a submissive girl to have as a plaything. A good little girl to be mine, to play with how I want, to corrupt. Not just any girl, because I actually want to build a friendship and a relationship with this girl. Sort of like having myself a girlfriend on the side. I have been looking locally, only to find that most were fake or just playing games and not really into actually meeting. I am looking to experience real life play but decided I would expand my reach a bit.

I started with a simple f4f post on Reddit in the BDSMPersonals and, good Lord, some of the responses from Reddit are simply comical – in a not so good way! I have met a couple good people and gotten to be friends from there but the crazies made me pull my ad down and take a break. I was still looking through, though, in hopes of finding a f4f post by a sub looking for a Domme. I should say I put hubby on the task of finding them and passing them along to me. Basically I was making him look for a girl for me to play with. Which, in itself is kinda hot and very frustrating to him to think about the fact that I want him to find the girl in going to make him watch as a cuckold him with a woman. Tied up and locked in his cage as he watches me get pleased by a woman, as she makes my pussy cum and it’s dripping down her chin.

The fun part is, I want to do the same to her, tease her, deny her and force her to watch me get pleased when she is dying to be the one making me cum. I want to dominate her, bind her, spank her, control her. I really had given up hope, if I’m being quite honest. I didn’t think this girl even existed.

Then I got a link texted to me from cagedmonkey. At first I left it sit in my messages without clicking on it. I just really was tired of people. After a bit I gave it a chance, when I read it I was like, “yeah right, he must be crazy, she’s half my age!” Ya know what, I said fuck and sent her a message. I quite simply said “I want to chat more, message me,” pretty much because I figured she wouldn’t so why prove myself haha. I mean, what could happen, she’d be fake, we’d talk for a bit and then conversation would trail off like it always does. Well, not so much! Haha the weirdest thing happened. This girl, we’ll call her Lizzy here, and I clicked like crazy and couldn’t stop talking. We both actually wanted to hear from the other and we talked, for days! It was so much fun – it IS so much fun – getting to know each other. Now an even hotter thing is that she and hubby have started chatting and getting to know each other too. They are almost exactly alike! It’s like I found the girl version of him, I love it! I find it interesting to think that my hubby is chatting away and becoming friends with someone who is basically my girlfriend and who I am hoping I get to see in person to cuckold the hell out of him with.

I have had so much fun, recently, taking bits of control away from Lizzy. I love to hear her call me ma’am. I love to make her follow my instructions and do things to her body for me. She’s my little pain slut too and I love to hear her whimper. I can’t wait to dig deeper with her, to touch her deepest darkest fantasies.

For now I leave you with these images – I mean how could I not be turned on and want to control that body?
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And damn! She’s just so delicious looking, I can’t wait to get her on her knees, bind her arms behind her, wrap my hand in her long dirty blonde hair and just rub her face in my sloppy wet pussy.
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Friday night was “date night,” our chance to get the kids out of our hair and either go out somewhere for dinner or even just go home and enjoy a house empty of children. With the kids gone, My Lady and I were excited to give our new toys from KTM a try, seeing as it’s hard to set up and use either the stockade or the fucking machine without worrying about the kids coming out of their bedroom and into the living room. With the house to ourselves, there were no such concerns, so ML and I aimed to try them out before I would be out of commission due to my elbow sugery next week (maybe….).

We fetched the toys from the bedroom closet and brought them out to the spacious living room floor. Along with the stockade and the fucking machine, we brought out the fleshlight attachment and the vac-u-lock dildo ML had purchased earlier in the week.

(Side note: I’m not completely oblivious; when the vac-u-lock dildo arrived in the mail, I was a little confused as to why it was only five inches long. Knowing that ML enjoys my significantly larger cock, I wondered why she ordered one so small. I even asked her if it was for me; she said that she didn’t want to go too big for her first try with the machine. I just wanted to point out that I’m not totally in the dark all the time.)

Since I already had a trial run with the machine, it was My Lady’s turn to give it a test drive. She laid down on her back while I positioned the machine between her legs (we really need a name for this thing, other than “the machine”… I’m going with Pete, considering that the name of the model is Sneaky Pete). I began at a slow pace, moving the dildo into and out of ML’s pussy while being careful to watch her to make sure there were no “aiming incidents.”

I was worried that ML might react in a “meh, it’s ok but no big deal” way, but my concerns quickly vanished when she started moaning and reached down to rub her clit. I quickened the pace a little bit, and she started to roll her hips just the tiniest bit. She was starting to enjoy it, rubbing her clit faster, pushing herself to her first machine-induced orgasm. She moaned louder as her orgasm hit, and I let the machine continue fucking her as the pleasure pulsed through her body. As her body continued to tremble, her pussy gushed and squirted as the dildo continued to drive into her pussy. I slowed down Pete as she came down from her orgasm. The smile on her face told me all I needed to know about her opinion of the using the machine.

Next, it was time to try out the stockade. ML and I adjusted the bars to fit my height, setting the waist pad to a position where I could not move my hips and locking the collar so I couldn’t move or even turn my head. It felt amazing to be locked onto it, completely unable to move or adjust my body even the slightest bit. ML had me right where she wanted me, and there was absolutely nothing I could do to prevent her from doing what she wanted to me.

My Lady took a moment to spank my exposed ass until I yelped in pain. Then I heard movement behind me. I tried to turn my head, but the collar prevented me from seeing anything behind me. ML and I had talked about my fantasy of using the fleshlight on me in the stocks, and for a moment I wondered what was taking her so long to get set up. Then, as it slowly dawned on me that ML was able to do ANYTHING, I felt the rubber cock brush against my ass cheek. “Oh God,” I thought, as it became obvious what ML was going to do.

Before I had a chance to beg ML not to, she slid the well lubed dildo into my ass. “Relax,” she said, “it’s going in whether you want it to or not. Just relax.” What choice did I have? I tried my best to relax as she pushed the cock in further, unable to hold back a moan as it slid in deeper. After a pause, with ML graciously allowing me a chance to prepare for what was going to happen, I heard the machine’s drive shaft come to life.

The fake cock slowly pulled back almost all the way out of my ass, then just as slowly stroked back into me. I grunted as I took the full length of the dildo in my ass. In and out, Pete did not stop filling my ass over and over. ML varied the pace, speeding up and slowing down randomly, preventing me from completely adjusting to what was happening. She gave me fast strokes, using the machine to pound my ass. She also gave me incredibly slow strokes, forcing me to feel every inch of the dildo as it slowly violated me.

It was a very intense experience; I had so many thoughts and feelings swirling around in my head and my body. It’s hard for me to keep the thoughts in a particular order, so I decided to just make a list of the things I remember. In no particular order, here are the things I felt and thought about as I was slowly pegged over the better part of an hour:

– I felt completely powerless. The stockade prevented me from moving or even wiggling away from the machine, and it took no rest while it was fucking me.

– I knew we had to pick up the kids at some point, but I had no idea what time it was, as the stockade’s prevented me from turning my head to see the clock. I had no idea how long I would have to endure what was happening to me.

– I felt humiliated. I will admit that when ML used a slower pace, the stimulation on my prostate felt very good. I started moaning because of the pressure building up, and ML started to chuckle, saying that I was “moaning like a little bitch wanting to be fucked.” And, to be honest, that’s how I felt. She was right.

– My cock was dripping precum non-stop. The prodding of my prostate caused my cock to leak like crazy, and I wanted to be stroked so fucking bad. But during the whole ordeal, ML only touched my cock once, squeezing a big gob of precum out of it. The rest of the time, my cock bobbed and twitched, and my hips kept trying to push forward to search for some kind of stimulation. Of course, I couldn’t even move an inch because of the waist pad.

– There was one point where I just kinda gave up and let the machine fuck me. I’m not sure if ML sensed this in me, but she turned up the machine to fuck me faster. The dildo pushed against me, and I felt my body rocking back and forth in the stocks the slightest bit. I immediately pictured what the women look like in porn movies when guys fuck them from behind, rocking them forward with their thrusts. At that moment, I realized the machine was turning me into it’s little slut, and ML was controlling all of it.

– ML came around to the front of the stocks to use my face to please her pussy, but the collar prevented her from getting a good angle. She even got on all fours in front of me and shoved her ass in my face. My mental image of this was fucking insane: Pete pegging me from behind, pushing my face forward into ML’s ass and pussy as she used me like an object. Fuck, I got so turned on. But the collar still prevented ML from getting exactly what she wanted. She ended up unlocking the collar so she could move my head around more freely.

– ML sat on the couch and put her feet up on my back as she watched tv… OMGWTF???? That was when it hit me that this wasn’t going to be some quickie fun play… ML was going to leave me there for as long as she wanted to. It was at this point that I started to beg her to please stop. She said, “No way… I suggest you start liking it because it’s going to be a while before you’re done.” I nearly began to cry after that comment. That’s when it really started to feel like I was being raped. The slow deliberate pace of the thrusting was an even bigger mindfuck.

– I came very close to safewording, but not because of the pegging… my hands were starting to go numb! That, plus I was concerned about my elbow being stressed for so long… rightly concerned, as it turned out, because my elbow was stiff and sore for quite some time after being let out. After my recovery, we need to work on finding a better position for me in the stockade, one that I can be put in for as long as ML wants me there so there.

All in all, it was quite an amazing experience. It’s one of those “I’d definitely do it again… Just not this weekend” things. My ass is still sore from the rough treatment I received, but I’ll admit it’s a type of sore that turns me on. The next time (who knows if/when that will be), I wonder if My Lady will take her turn in pegging me in the stocks!