Marriage

I’m not sure where I read it, but I remember a quote that goes like this:

The sun shines brightest on the man who just got out of prison.

Whoever said this is seriously spot on, I swear.

Today being the first day after being allowed to cum in nearly three months, I’ve been trying to soak up all of the relaxation the moment can afford me. That’s not to say that I’ve been totally “relaxed.”  🙂  I’ve also been taking advantage of the “denial break” that I’ve been granted by My Lady. Notice I didn’t say “chastity break” there; I’ve been wearing the Jailbird to work the past two nights. But that doesn’t bother me a bit when I have the opportunity to have wonderful spontaneous sex with my wife.

This change of situation has made me realize a few things. First, it’s obvious that I’m still horny for My Lady. The frantic edge of the want has been filed down, but the desire didn’t (and most likely will never) go away. I have noticed that my cock is a little bit slower at “standing to attention,” but I believe that’s a result of having so many orgasms after a period of having so few (a.k.a. none). If you haven’t run a mile in a year, you’ll probably start having a tough time after a few laps around the block. My cock just has to get its wind back, that’s all.  🙂

I have also noticed that, although I do like cumming in ML’s mouth twice a day (brag), I also enjoy how it feels when my horniness has hit a level so high it can only be reached through a lengthy denial. The conflicting feelings of being totally energized yet drained at the same time, the highs from pleasing ML and the lows of being denied my own pleasure… it’s one major mind trip. Nothing else can recreate it.

This experience has also allowed me to grow closer to My Lady, not only on a physical level, but on an emotional and spritiual level as well. The mutual orgasm we had as we made love last night was absolutely incredible. It was a wonderful moment for both of us to share. Having that moment with each other after waiting for so long accentuated just how powerful it was for both of us. It also showed us both that, no matter the length of denial My Lasy should choose, that connection of ours is so strong that it will never fade.

My Lady and I have been going through some pretty intense experiences over the past week. I think we could both sense Maybe Day approaching next week. It was exciting, but it was also taking its toll on both of us.

Granted, it was probably more difficult on me than on ML. I could feel my horniness growing deep inside my gut and spreading to the outer limbs of my body. I had gone well past my longest period of orgasm denial. My balls were constantly feeling swollen and the veritable “blue balls” veins had appeared weeks ago. Even after ML gave me a milking over the weekend, I still found no relief. The finish line was near, but I was barely dragging myself there.

The denial of my orgasm was also having a not-so-obvious effect on My Lady. As time ran on and the intensity grew and grew, she began to ramp up her dominant side. She was taking advantage of my more and more often, cornering me and rubbing her wet pussy all over my face whenever she could. We began to do more bondage games, pushing the intensity further. ML eventually reached a plateau; she was no longer feeling the fun of dominating me.

“It feels like work,” she said to me this morning, which is the LAST thing I want it to feel like. I want ML’s control over me to be natural, to flow from her effortlessly. I don’t want her to fulfill a role she thinks I want her to. I want her to be her. If she feels like teasing me in cute ways one day, then bring it on! If she isn’t in the mood for any teasing whatsoever, no problem! She was starting to feel obligated, and neither of us wanted that. So I asked ML if we could take it easy tonight and just lay with each other and make love. Those were apparently the exact words she wanted to hear, as she responded with an empahtic YES!

Before ML brought the kids upstairs to bed, she handed me the key to the Jailbird and whispered to me to unlock myself for when she came back downstairs. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I didn’t expect this kind of love making! I quickly whipped the cage off and waited for her to come downstairs. We sat with each other for a little while, kissing as we slowly undressed. Once we were fully naked, ML got up and got her phone and told me to get ready to shoot a video.

As I hit record, she took my cock in between her beautiful tits and started rubbing them up and down my shaft. Oh my God, it felt so good! I was almost ready to blow my load in seconds. In between breathy moans, I told ML that I was getting close to cumming. I expected her to slow down, but she continues the titty fucking. I told her again, this time in a semi-pleading tone. She responded by simply shhhh-ing me and moving her tits up and down even faster. She continued until I could feel my orgasm hurtling towards me. There was no stopping it now!

And then I was cumming! I was having my first orgasm in 80 days, and it was hitting me hard. I moaned and whimpered as it pulsed through my entire body. I looked down at my cock, spurting cum all over ML’s titties (I thought there’d be a lot more, but then I remembered the milking session on the weekend). It just barely registered in my mind that I was recording the whole thing. Somehow I ended up getting a great angle on the whole thing!

My Lady cleaned the cum off of her tits, and I immediately laid her down on the couch and climbed on top of her. I entered her, and we truly made love. It felt so amazing to not have to slow down, or worry about accidentally cumming. In fact, since I had just had an orgasm, I was hanging in there pretty well. Still, it didn’t take all that long until I was ready to cum again. I picked up my pace and thrusted a little deeper, and just as my orgasm started I felt ML’s body tighten underneath me. Oh God, we were having a mutual orgasm… fuuuuuuuck it was beyond awesome. I could feel the waves of pleasure flowing through both of our bodies as we shared an intense orgasm. What a wonderful night.  😀

So, in the end, we came up a week short of the intended Maybe Day, but that’s why we call it Maybe Day. ML has the right to give me an orgasm sooner or later, completely up to her discretion. And she needed that closeness today. We both did. I’m not sure if the fact that it was 80 days factored in to her decision or not; she does love round numbers after all.  😉

My Lady sent me to work tonight wearing the Jailbird again. I am thankful for two things. Actually, make that three, with my orgasm being one (hehehe). I’m glad that I don’t have any guilty/down feeling about cumming. I’m not disappointed about not being made to hold out longer. In fact, I’m happy that ML made a decision that she wanted instead of just blindly pushing to Maybe Day. I’m not sure how my moods will be in the next few days, but right now I’m feeling good. I’m also thankful that I’m not mopey about going back into the cage. It felt good to go back in at ML’s direction. I don’t find myself feeling cheated or wanting more time out.

And what about the plan for my next denial stint? Neither of us are really sure where it’s going to go. ML has mentioned a number of options. She has thought about locking and unlocking me multiple times and perhaps not even giving me a real denial time – allowing me to cum fairly often for a little while. She has also mentioned the possibility of locking me up 24/7 with no release time until my birthday and seeing where it goes from there. Honestly, anything she chooses will be perfect as long as she makes the choice freely and without pressure.

cagedmonkey: You hear stories here and there about guys who are locked in chastity long term, how they get so frustrated that they break down in tears. Yeah, right, I thought. I might get a little desperate, but it’s not going to be so bad to make me start crying. Well, I must admit that I was wayyyyyyy wrong.

ML called an audible today and deviated from her “progression plan” and instead left me unlocked for a good portion of the day. No rest for the weary, however; she stopped me multiple times during the day and told me to go somewhere private and stroke myself for the four minutes that her plan called for, obviously no cumming but also no stopping during those four minutes. Sometimes she would come and watch me if the kids were occupied, otherwise I was on the honor system. I somehow managed to keep my honor intact throughout all of this, but it really frustrated me deeply.

My body just did not want to accept that, even though I was going through all of the familiar motions of masturbation that had been so habitual in the past, I would not be experiencing the slowly-becoming-unfamiliar climax. It was difficult to refrain from cheating. SERIOUSLY. I wanted to cum. I needed to cum. And I was doing the one thing that my body was so used to doing in order to cum. But I wasn’t going to cum.

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If this happened once, it would have been bad enough. This happened at least six times during the day. I was a puddle of frustrated goo when ML instructed me to put the Jailbird back on. Once my cage was back on, she straddled me and began to rub her wet pussy against the imprisoned cock. She began to moan louder and louder, and I knew she was about to cum.

Then I completely lost it.

I began squirming and whimpering; it felt like she was taking my orgasm away from me (which was incorrect… she always owned it from the beginning). She leaned in close and asked me what was wrong. I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t cum. I did the only thing I could do. I started to cry. ML looked down and saw me sobbing, and something must have flipped a switch inside her because she immediately stood up and SHOVED her soaked pussy into my face. She covered my whole face with her pussy lips. I continued to whimper and cry, only this time right into her pussy. Amazingly, this triggered a HUGE orgasm for ML; she humped against me even harder, looking into my troubled eyes and taking every ounce of pleasure I could hope for and used it for herself. I could feel myself breaking, and she was playing with the pieces and having the time of her life.

As she came down, she could see that I was really in trouble. She looked at me with love and tenderness, and she asked me the perfect question for the situation: she asked if I needed to use my safeword. She did care, she was concerned that I was okay. And I was SOOOOO tempted to use it. I even asked her to promise that if I said it that I could cum, and she agreed. But I didn’t use it – I wasn’t in danger, I wasn’t in unbearable pain, I wasn’t scared or any of the other reasons I told myself I would only use my safeword for. My torment was not to end tonight.

My Lady was wonderful. She held me tight for some sweet aftercare. Then, I suddenly got this urge, this unyielding urge to service her. I gently pushed her back and began to lick her pussy like a madman, rubbing my tongue and chin all over her dripping pussy. She moaned and writhed on the couch as she came hard, but I wasn’t done and neither was she. She took my hand and guided it to her pussy, and I slid two fingers deep inside her. She gasped as a wave of pleasure hit her. I used my fingers on her firmly, but not roughly, and extremely deep. After just a few seconds, she thrusted her hips as high as she could off the couch and let out a powerful grunt. She was cumming harder than I had ever seen her cum before, and it wasn’t stopping. Her hips met the couch again, but her body continues to shake as the massive orgasm plowed through her body. Her attempts to keep quiet began to fail as her moans grew louder and louder until they blended together into a high pitched squeal. My God, I was in heaven. If I couldn’t cum, at least I could experience taking a part of giving My Lady an orgasm that was more than big enough for the both of us.

When she finally collapsed into the couch, she was exhausted. We looked at each other with amazement. What the fuck??? Did ML just have the best orgasm of her life because she made me break down and cry in frustration? It was undeniable – she got off on my suffering.

It was an incredible night, like nothing I had ever experienced before. Maybe Day cannot get here fast enough. I am still in dire need of an orgasm. My suffering gets worse every day as My Lady enjoys the control she wields over it. This is what I asked for. This is what the fantasy of enforced chastity is all about. And I wouldn’t change a damn thing. Because I know when I finally am allowed to have an orgasm, it will not be a decision that My Lady will take lightly. I will be truly deserving of such a gift.

Read Part 2 of He Said, She Said: The Breaking Point to experience it from ML’s point of view!

Lady M: I’m sure you’ve already read Cagedmonkey’s take on last night in the Part 1 post. Wow! Last night was something else! Cagedmonkey and I got the kids to bed and relaxed a little watching some How I Met Your Mother on Netflix. I just loved cuddling on the couch with his arm across my chest. It makes me feel so safe, so comfortable and so loved. <3

I'm not going to repeat everything he wrote so I'll jump to the part where I was straddling him on the couch. After teasing him so much all day long he was already gasping as I lifted a leg to sit on him. I started to circle my hips, rubbing my pussy over his caged cock and he was moaning and started those super hot whimpering sounds. It was absolutely driving me mad in the pit of my stomach and I could feel my pussy juices gushing out between my freshly shaved lips. I was feeling it so deep that I couldn't help myself and I stood up on the couch and started fucking his face right into the back of the couch. I pushed my hips forward hard over and over smashing his nose into my clit forcing my juices into his mouth as I came so fucking hard. Hearing him moan, whimper and even sobbing with his face buried in my pussy was overwhelmingly arousing. I completely loved feeling and hearing him get to his breaking point. Knowing he was there only fueled my desire to fuck his face more and I kept going, kept pushing him past his breaking point.

What an incredible feeling! Though even with my euphoric feelings I could see that my poor cagedmonkey was really in distress. I had to do the right thing. I had to ask if he needed his safeword. I assured him I would not be disappointed if he used it. I assured him that I would respect his decision, he needs to feel safe and know he can trust me. The guy has not only been denied orgasm for almost 3 months but daily he has had to deal with my relentless teasing and sometimes very very very intense teasing. I've discovered recently that I am a very intense person to handle, I'm aggressive and I do not have a "light" version when it comes to cagedmonkey. I'm lucky to have a man who is able to handle such an aggressive cock tease. He did choose not to use his safeword and I did have a feeling of pride for him because he wasn't in danger or anything like that. Just emotionally crushed.

Once he was able to calm down, I held him for a bit, comforting him with his head on my chest (something else that turns me on!). Just rubbing his head, telling him I loved him, that he could do this, and that he was so strong etc. As I talked to him he began to sob more as he shoved his face into my chest trying to hide the fact that I had tortured him to tears. I just let him know he was safe and it was ok to let it out. I love him so incredibly much and he needs to know he is loved, cared for and respected.

I'm not sure if it was him feeling that love and feeling cared for but he suddenly pushed made back on to the couch and dove into my pussy. He was rubbing his face in it, licking, sucking, moaning, whimpering, gasping for air and good Lord turning me on even more. I just had to have more orgasms. I just had to feel it again… but this time, I don't know, I was extremely turned on by his emotional state that I had one of the most powerful orgasms I've ever had. I bucked my hips toward the ceiling, my entire body was shaking, my thighs squeezed tightly around his head and I exploded a big gush of gooey cum from my pussy.

It was a fucking incredible orgasm! I literally couldn't walk straight after. I was stumbling and couldn't focus, it was a drunk feeling. I could barely speak even. Just an intense, intense orgasm. 😀

I thoroughly love having my husband in chastity & being in control of his orgasms because our sex life is no longer focused on him getting off. It's no longer focused on the vaginal sex. Our sex life has evolved into a much greater physical and emotional thing. An all over mind and body experience!

Something I wish I could explain well enough or even compare to something so others could get even a small idea of what this feels like.

cagedmonkey: So…….. can I cum yet? 🙂

Lady: Uhhh, no love, it’s just not time for that. Especially when you’re at work.

cm: Of course. Why do I even ask? lol

Lady: Hoping one time I’ll actually say yes? 😉

cm: I guess so, although I have a hard time believing you will say yes. There have been times recently where you were so horny I thought you might cave in, but you didn’t. If you didn’t give in during those times, I doubt you’ll ever give in to me early.

Lady You’re right, I’ve become much stronger than in the beginning. At first I was still in the “need to please him” phase even if I didn’t think I was. Deep down I didn’t want to frustrate you, upset you, etc. It just caused me to be weak to your pleas.

cm: Now it seems like it’s the exact opposite – the more I beg and plead, the more you enjoy it and the harder you push me!

Lady It must be bittersweet that I’ve become so strong, huh?

cm: Honestly, I couldn’t be happier. I know that I can be honest with you about how I feel (sooooo frustrated!!!) and what I want (to cum sooooo bad!!!!), and not worry about influencing you or topping from the bottom. You truly are in full control, and I’m very lucky to serve a dominant with such a strong sense of what she wants.

Lady You are a lucky boy! Hehe 🙂 It wasn’t hard after awhile to embrace the frustration and let it entertain me. Once I was able to almost laugh at your situation, I began to really get enjoyment out of your frustration. I started enjoying the control of making you so incredibly horny for me. I just love getting you to that point where you HAVE to touch me just to feel my skin… because you’re THAT horny.

cm: And I definitely am that horny! Speaking of which…… can I cum now?

Lady No :)~

cm: Damn…..

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We’re in Disney World this week so you’ll have to pardon the lack of posts! That doesn’t mean we won’t be having any fun. We’ve never been here but so far it’s been amazing. When I say we haven’t been here, I meant to Disney World. Hubby and I came down here for our honeymoon but we did Universal Studios and the dinner theaters around here. The one thing we said then was that we wouldn’t go to Disney until we had kids and they were old enough to enjoy it. The kids are having a blast and we haven’t even gotten into the parks yet. We checked in yesterday and hung around the hotel, went swimming, got lunch, played at the arcade. Last night we took the kids to see the Pirate Dinner Adventure. It was as much fun as I remember it being when caged monkey and I were there over 10yrs ago.

So cagedmonkey and I have this goal of having penetration in every state in the US and any other countries we might be able to get. I, of course, unlocked him for the ride down. We decided to drive straight through, or well mostly. We left early Sunday morning and drove 17 hours straight through a bunch of states. We have a lot of the upper east coast states already but we did manage to stop in a family bathroom in North Carolina and get a few thrusts in. Oh, did I mention I wore a dress down with no panties on? Later at night I sat on him reverse cowgirl style outside at a rest stop in South Carolina. We ended up stopping for a few hours to sleep before driving the last 5 hours to Disney. We did miss a few states but sometimes the small ones can get away from ya. On the way back we do have to figure out getting in Georgia, Delaware and Maryland. 🙂 I’m sure we’ll manage.

We got into Disney yesterday afternoon, so hubby spent the entire ride and the entire rest of the day unlocked and free of his Jail Bird. That of course meant I had lots of opportunity to tease him. Oh gosh, I almost forgot, for a few hours of the drive, I spent time stroking and edging hubby while he drove! Haha anyway I teased him, grabbed him and squeezed him any chance I got yesterday. We, even though exhausted and in a bed next to the kids, managed some discrete sex. It really didn’t last long because we were absolutely beat!

This morning before we head into Magic Kingdom for the day hubby will “Suit Up” as Barney Stinson would say. He’s still sans orgasm since March 10th and doesn’t have possibility for parole, haha, errr orgasm until June.

Enjoy your day today guys, may it be a magical one! <3

Communication needs to be the heart of every relationship. No one can read anyone’s mind and it’s important to know and understand what your partner is thinking and feeling. The only way that will happen is to be an active, calm, open-minded listener. How we interact about issues such as time spent together or away from one another, commitment, money, health, our kids, family, friends, trust, and intimacy affects our ability to develop and maintain lasting marriages and relationships. 

We have found, since beginning this new journey, that communication is a huge part of an enforced chastity relationship. A lot of things could go wrong if you don’t take time to talk about each other’s expectations, goals and fears.

It’s usually hard to bring up intimate subjects with those you care about. There’s a lot of risk involved with these conversations. Just because the topic is intimate and the person is someone you love, don’t back down from bringing up the things that are important to you.

When it comes to talking with your spouse about sex, here’s a few things to keep in mind.

Timing is key. It’s not a good idea to bring up the subject of sex while having sex (this is different than talking about the current encounter and emotions involved which enhances the experience). If you want to discuss some unresolved aspect of your sexual relationship or a disappointment or frustration, during sex is not a good time for the discussion. Both of you will likely be less open and objective about the conversation. It’s also not a good idea to bring up touchy subjects at bedtime.

Another important thing is to be honest. If you are going to address this subject, be upfront and honest. This may seem like common sense but there are many people who resort to code words or only bring things up half-way. Even if it may not seem so, your partner will respect you more for it in the long run.

Avoid placing blame and attacking your partner, a nice calm conversation is what you’re looking for, not confrontation. It’s easy to address this kind of topic with statements like “Why do you always want to …” or “You always seem to initiate when I’m…” When a person feels attacked they’ll respond defensively, it’s part of a person’s survival nature. During these kinds of personal discussions, take care of yourself. Talk about you, your experience, what you’re thinking, and what you’re feeling. This may still impact your partner and might even hurt a bit, but it definitely increases the chances that you’ll be heard. Purposefully hear their side of things, be clear on their perspective. This is especially good if you have a partner who’s reluctant to have this conversation. Slowing down to really listen can help keep things calm, though not always less emotionally charged. But the less reactive you are, the more likely a good resolution will result.

Be sure to fill the conversation with respect. Avoid talking down to your partner and never assume they know what you’re thinking. Also avoid interrupting them while they’re speaking. No one wants to feel misunderstood, unappreciated, disregarded or disrespected.

You’d think it would be easier to bring up a subject like sex. Sex talk is all over in our culture. There are sex tips in magazines and on talk-shows. It’s pretty rare to actually see examples of real couples discussing sex. “Talking about sex as a personal, intimate experience with your partner is a totally different kind of talk,” says Barry McCarthy, a Washington, D.C., psychologist and sex therapist who has written books about nonsexual marriages and how to prevent them. “You have to be open to talking about what you value and your vulnerability,” he says. No one teaches us how to actually talk about such sensitive subjects. Not just sexual subjects but any emotionally charged topics.

Early on in a relationship we are “drunk in love” and talking about sex is fun and arousing. Everything is exciting and new but in a long-term committed relationship, talking about intimacy is more difficult. Sexual problems can crop up for any number of reasons. Anything from stress at work, child-rearing, lack of time, medical issues, past sexual trauma or aging can cause issues in our intimate relationships. Many couples get stuck in a rut where sex is all or nothing.

I think having trouble discussing problems in your sex life with your spouse is pretty common. Just try to remember that the discussion may take more than one conversation. You don’t have to figure it all out at once. It is very important to be gentle with your partner. A really great line to get your conversation started would go a little something like this… ‘I love you, and I’d like to feel more connected to you.’

Once we got through the initial conversation and got those communication floods gates opened things flowed much more easily. We continue to keep that communication very open and non-judgemental. One way we keep this level of communication going in our relationship is by using a notebook as a journal. It’s been a pretty fantastic way to bring up some of the more challenging subjects we may run into.
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Communication is something I try to encourage in any relationship. I can’t see a relationship surviving the long-term trials without strong communication.

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Yes, that’s correct… I’ve been out of my cock cage for pretty much the whole day today! Going back to last night, actually, it’s just about 24 hours now. I had an appointment earlier today, and My Lady actually allowed me out of the house and not in her company without being locked up. I had to ask her if she was sure, I was surprised! Obviously I didn’t have permission to cum, but this was the most freedom I’ve had since ML and I started practicing male chastity.

And I’m not going to lie… it feels good.

Last night and early this morning in bed with ML, it felt really nice to just roll over and slide into her pussy on a whim. The spontaneity of ML grabbing me, squeezing me, stroking me through my clothing is so exciting. I really do like being unlocked!!

But, let’s not get carried away. This situation is just as frustrating as wearing the cage is. Those unexpected touches from ML are driving me mad, shooting my desire into the stratosphere and making me incredibly horny! All of the sex ML and I have been having since she unlocked me is great… but I need to cum. And each sexual encounter makes me need to cum even worse. Even walking around the house, I can feel my cock brushing against my clothing. I’m so sensitive after over a month of denial, it’s like I’m being constantly teased! Seems like the cock cage was doing me a favor. 🙂

And just because I say that I’m enjoying my (most likely temporary) freedom, that doesn’t mean I want to end our chastity play. Far from it! I do enjoy my freedom, but it is this freedom that makes being locked in chastity so intense and wonderful. And THAT is why ML and I do this – we have an intense sexual connection through denying me regular sexual outlets, allowing her to control all aspects of my pleasure, and having me serve and provide her with as much pleasure as she desires. A day or two of going “free range” is never going to change that.

 

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Driving wearing his monkey pants!


Of course cagedmonkey and I are driving back home from my father’s Memorial and what song comes on the radio? “You Can’t Touch This” haha he certainly can’t, can he? 🙂 I did get a cute little tease in while singing it to him and made him smile.

Overall, the services for my father were good. I’ve done a lot of crying the past few days and cagedmonkey has been my rock. Such a man just being there for anything I need. He was on kid duty a lot because being around my very large family I end up being pulled in 20 directions from everyone who wants to talk to me.

The past few days have been so hard and I miss my hubby even though we’ve been right next to each other! We haven’t had much intimate time but last night I made sure to get me some. Cagedmonkey had gone to bed before me and had fallen asleep so when I came in I took off my dress and climbed in bed with him to press my boobies against his naked chest. Oh man did it ever feel awesome skin to skin like that. We made out a bit and then snuggled together and fell asleep. Though we were up a couple times at night because he was dreaming about us and would get some touchy feely stuff in.

We’re about 7 hours from home and have to wait that much longer to finally get some quiet alone time together. We cannot wait!!

(click here for Part 1)

Day 2 started off in very similar fashion as Day 1: kids dropped off at day camp, naked breakfast in bed. This time, My Lady was the one who wanted to be fucked. I have been craving a little power switch for a while, so this was perfect for me. ML ordered me to take the strap on we have named “Mr. O” (because it was one of the first strap on toys we tried that made her cum without much effort) and fuck her as hard as I possibly could with it.

Um……. OKAY!!!

I took full advantage of the freedom ML granted me to dominate her. We started out in missionary position, and once I got the strapon lined up well – which is not very easy, considering I can’t feel a thing – I began slamming it into her wet pussy. Soon the bedroom was filled with the sounds of my hips smacking against her inner thighs, the wet slurping of her horny pussy, and ML’s passionate moans and cries.

I began to really get into it. I could feel the power growing within me, and I liked it. It has been a LONG time since I’ve been able to really let go and pound the hell out of my wife’s pussy. Either my cock is locked up or I’m incredibly sensitive and I need to be careful while I’m inside her. But, considering I was using the strapon and couldn’t feel a damn thing locked up in my cage, I was able to go full speed, full power on her. And it felt great.

I flipped ML over and took her from behind doggy style, grabbing her hips and pulling her back towards me, pushing the fake cock farther into her pussy. She moaned so loud, it fueled my desire to fuck her even harder. I reached down and pulled her hair back, forcing her throat to stretch as she continued her animalistic growls as I fucked her. Then, I shoved her face down into the pillow, muffling her cries as I shoved my thumb into her raised ass. She squealed as I continued to pound her from behind. She sounded like such a good little fuckslut that I rewarded her with some nice hard, deep fucking.  🙂

I fucked her as deep as I possibly could with the strapon. My Lady was clawing at the bed, trying desperately to find something to grasp on to in order to keep herself grounded. Finally, I put all of my weight into one last deep thrust inside her. ML screamed as I held the strapon inside her, then she convulsed as she suffered through a very intense orgasm. She grunted and groaned as each wave hit her body with great force. It felt wonderful to make her cum like that – I knew she had been missing being fucked good and hard for a while – but I also wished I could feel her tight pussy clenching and squeezing around my cock.

After a very long and intense orgasm, I took the strapon off and we curled up in bed, both nearly exhausted and ready for a naked nap together.

Then….. it happened.

Reality, that fucking cunt bitch, crashed the party.

ML’s phone rang next to the bed, it was a family member from out-of-state calling her. Calling with not good news. Very very bad news.

Her father had just passed away.  🙁

He was by no means a “healthy” man, but he wasn’t near death’s door or anything. This was an absolute and complete surprise. Needless to say, ML was devastated. She spent the next ten minutes crying into my arms. I held her close and supported her as she poured everything out onto me. I felt terrible that she had to go through this right now, but I was glad that I was able to be there instead of me being at work or something else.

Once My Lady regained a little bit of control over her emotions, we laid in bed curled up with each other and talked. It was such a sad situation, however we both agreed that it would have been much worse had the phone call come abou 20 minutes earlier when I was fucking her with the strapon (LOL!).

Considering the circumstances, My Lady is actually taking it very well. She has had moments of emotionality, as would be expected – breaking into tears at random times, a little loss of mental focus, etc. But she is strong, much stronger than even she thinks. And she knows she has me to help her through this.

We will be taking a road trip to attend his burial ceremony this weekend and into next weekend. I hope you readers will understand if we aren’t able to post as much as we have in the past. We will do our best, but we can’t guarantee anything. Best wishes to everyone out there, and please keep ML and her family in your prayers.