Orgasm Denial

We all know that, in our relationship, I’m in charge. I decide if cagedmonkey will have sexual pleasure, when and even how he will have that pleasure. I can make him go without orgasm for a few days, a week, a year or I can even make him cum over and over in one session. I used to refer to what we did as orgasm denial but that’s not what it is, I was naive in thinking that’s all it was. I know my husband likes to be denied and I’ve known that for over 16 years but in the past 3+ years I’ve realized it’s SO much more than that. There probably are guys out there that just enjoy the orgasm denial part but it isn’t just about denial. It’s about control, orgasm control. It’s about being in control of the very deep pleasure that someone can have, it’s about controlling the existence of that pleasure. You control if they feel that feeling, when they feel it and how they feel that explosive, intense, feeling from their chest to their toes. You are in control of the most intimate of pleasure that someone can have. That’s powerful! Isn’t it? Does the thought of that power excite you? It truly is an awesome power!

Speaking of orgasm control and, control and power in general. The other morning cagedmonkey and I had a pretty hot moment. I was kissing him goodbye in the morning, as I do everyday, and I happened to reach up and grab him near the throat. I felt that twinge in my crotch and was instantly turned on. I grabbed a little harder, squeezed and tightened my grip around his throat as I kissed him. I felt and heard him let out such a delicious moan. I felt my pussy quiver and get all warm between my legs. I love the way that feels!

Immediately I got this incredible urge. It was the urge to make cagedmonkey cum… But not just make him cum in the “normal” way.  As I felt him there, in my hands, holding his very existence in my grip, I wanted to control it all. I wanted to feel the control I had over his entire body in that moment, his breath, his orgasm, his pleasure, his pain… his everything. I could almost see it in that split second, I wanted to have him laying beneath me, under me, while I was riding his cock, choking him while I make him cum nice and deep in my warm wet pussy.
I have no idea why that came over me in those few seconds but it did and it turned me on so completely. The amazing powerful feeling! Anyway, I just wanted to share with you because often I get asked what it is about all this that turns me on or any woman and for a dominate chick it really does come down to the power and control… That is the exciting part!

How long was it into the new year until you had your first orgasm? I had to wait 299 days.

As teased earlier this week on Twitter, ML brought to an end our long run of orgasm denial and gave me my first orgasm of 2016. I was WELL passed the point of wanting to be done with it, but ML finally reached the endpoint for her. And, of course, the thing that EVERYONE wants to know is, “How did it feel?” Well, it felt pretty much just as I expected it would…

Pro tip: if a guy who describes their first orgasm after months and months of denial as being this massively explosive sexual experience, gushing gallons and gallons of cum all over the place… there’s a decent chance he’s full of it.
Don’t get me wrong: it was nearly ten months since my last orgasm, so obviously it couldn’t be bad. But usually the first orgasm after a long denial is sort of mellow – it can be underwhelming if you are expecting something bigger.

The second, third, and fourth ones are MUCH better. 😉

My Lady has some difficulty after allowing me to cum – she was wrestling with feelings of failure. We were trying to go the entire year without an orgasm for me, and we didn’t make it. There were a few people who felt the same way when ML was talking about it on Twitter – “Keep pushing, you can make it!” was a popular response. “Don’t give up, you’ve gone so far!” was another. But I don’t think it’s a failure at all.

Yes, we set out to do a year of denial… but anything we’ve ever done in our chastity/orgasm denial play has always been done with the concept of “if we aren’t having fun, then we won’t do it” attached to it. And for the past couple of weeks, the denial was becoming less fun and more work. Although ML was having fun teasing me, she was tired of waiting for some good, hard fucking from me (instead having to settle for slow, careful sex).

So, My Lady decided to let me cum. She didn’t break down, she didn’t lose her nerve… she decided. And, deep down, that’s what we both want: for her to decide.

I bet you expected to see this post from Cagedmonkey, huh? Well, too bad, it’s from me. We are just about at the tenth month of this year long orgasm denial which, in itself, is pretty amazing. I’m pretty proud of myself for getting this far through this. So toward the end of last year, when we talked about this whole year long denial we always said if I wanted to stop for any reason we would. If it ever wasn’t fun anymore, or we weren’t enjoying it, we would stop. There is no way I would take something like that lightly or just decide on a whim that I was done.

For about the last month I’ve had off and on feelings about this whole year of denial thing. I’ve thought a lot about if I want to continue. It’s taken me about a month to finally get to a point where I knew I needed to actually make a decision. I noticed, recently, that when I thought about the denial, I’d almost start feeling down about it. Even more recently, thinking about sex was making me feel horny and, yes, excited but also I felt down… I’d start to feel blah and almost not want to have sex. Not that I didn’t want to but that feeling was there. I had to ask myself, why? Well, that why is because sex, for me, was not feeling satisfying. I wasn’t feeling fulfilled after. Yes, I get to cum and get pleased like crazy all the time but for some reason not seeing and feeling CM satisfied (especially inside me) is not giving me what I need. There is some part of our intimacy missing and it’s that moment when we are both in an intensely sexy moment, feeling that amazing feeling that I’m missing. In a way I feel sort of let down and maybe kind of lacking because I’m not getting his satisfaction. It’s so weird, I know, but that’s how it is.

I guess it’s difficult to explain how hard it is to keep someone denied for so long when you’re sexual with them on a daily basis. Sex, for me right now, just feels incomplete. I feel like I’m left hanging and really I am not one who enjoys denial or frustration. As much as I love denying him and frustrating him, I do still love seeing his satisfaction. It makes me feel good and like I’m doing something right. Like I said, it’s weird and hard to explain but it’s just what it is.

Someone asked earlier today, when I was telling them about all this, what is so important about the 12 months? What made us decide to do it? Honestly, there isn’t anything all that important about it. It was just something to try after trying so many other things lol. We really just wanted to see if we could do it, I guess. Other than I know I could do it, the past 10 months has helped me see that I actually do need to see and feel CM satisfied, at least once in a while! 

So, give it a couple days and then feel free to ask CM how it feels to cum after being teased and denied his orgasm for about ten months! Haha 🙂 I guess he’ll know, at some point, I’m going to tell him to cum after he reads this! 

My Lady sprung a little surprise on me while I was at work today by sending me the following email:

What are your thoughts on a “no look, no touch” period?

I’m thinking anytime I unlock you, you will be blindfolded and restrained. You can’t shower uncaged, unless you are blindfolded and I’m with you in there cleaning you…

How can I say no to that?

(Well, technically I can’t say no to anything, really. That’s what our D/s relationship is all about.)

It’s been quite a while since ML and I have done “no look no touch.” In fact, I don’t think we’ve done much of it year, if at all – with all of the job nuttiness and then throwing an interstate move on the pile, there wasn’t much room in our lives for that type of project. And it is a project – whenever I need a shave or when ML wants to use my cock for her pleasure, I need to be tied down and blindfolded. It’s more of an undertaking than it seems.

However, now is a great time to reintroduce it into our routine. Our bed is extremely bondage-friendly, which comes in handy. Also, ML has been wanting to practice her rope-work for a while now – this will give her a chance to “develop her skills,” so to speak.

So how long will it be before I touch, or even SEE my erect penis? Not sure, to be honest; it seems as though ML is looking to go a little longer than usual. Perhaps denying me an orgasm for a year is upping her interest in extended durations for other parts of our chastity/denial play. I always go into this type of thing confident that it won’t affect me that much… and then two or three days in, I’m wishing it was over with. I get the feeling that it will be quite a bit longer than a few days this time around.

There is a new ridiculous hoax floating around on Facebook, claiming something along the lines that you can have a microchip planted into your partners penis and get a cellphone notification that would tell you if he were cheating on you. At first I giggled and was like what a dumb thing to start passing around the internet and then I actually felt sad that there are probably people out there that feel they might have a need for that. If they do feel that way they probably should not be in the current relationship they are in, just sayin’!

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Then I got to thinking – what if there actually was something similar to this that a keyholder could use? That certainly gives new meaning to chastity and /or orgasm control. Do you think you would like the idea of a microchip in the penis to detect chastity or denial or do you prefer the chastity cage? For me, I definitely like the cage. I love how it looks and I love that it is completely a physical reminder that I own that. I get to see it, he gets to see it and feel it. It is so much more than just holding off the orgasm, a chastity cage is gives you the feeling of control and not just the mental part of it. It’s not just about knowing I control orgasms. I love that chastity is so much more than that. I control orgasms, erections, and all sexual pleasure. The cage is such a hot reminder of that.

I even wonder what my husband would think about something like this – I do think that he agrees that the cage is something spectacular that has added such a deepness to our relationship. Even if there was no orgasm control associated with it, I still think that chastity and that sense of control that I have really is what it’s all about. I really think he would agree with that – I’m sure he will comment since he has no clue that I’m even writing this post and will likely have some thoughts when he reads it. lol

I’m interested in your thoughts, too. Do you use a cage for orgasm control or for control in general? Are you just on the honor system? Would you prefer something like a microchip that would alert your keyholder of any time you cheated?

Finally! After the crazy week with the trip to the ER, Monkey in a Cage is back with another episode of the podcast! Sorry it’s taken a little extra long. If you follow us on Soundcloud.com you already got the notification that we posted a new podcast.

In this latest episode I interview cagedmonkey about how he actually manages to hold off having an orgasm while being denied almost 9 months and still being allowed PIV (that’s penis in vagina) sex. We hope you enjoy and please feel free to let us know what you want to hear about in the future.

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You would think with that kind of title that I would have set myself an alarm and edged cagedmonkey all through the night. However, instead I made HIM edge himself, all night long… in my pussy! I unlocked him last night to tease him and get myself as much of him as I could since he’s leaving today on an overnight business trip. I gave him a pretty good teasing and edging but sitting between his legs on the bed and stroking him and making him watch ass he came so close to exploding over 8 months of cum on my huge boobs. I gave him an awfully nice tittie fuck (sorry guys, no pics!) And then I made him “sex me” as we’ve so loving started calling it. I just love how it feels when his big thick cock stretches my tight pussy. I love how it feels when he slides out and gives me those looooooong thrusts, pressing deep into my warm softness. It doesn’t even bother me one bit that he can only manage a few thrusts before he needs to stop and get himself under control before he cums without permission. It makes me feel good, actually, that I’ve gotten him to that point. I have teased, edged, tortured and denied him so much that he’s super sensitive and just ready to explode any minute. At one point when I made him edge a little further than he wanted (by humping back up at him) and I giggled as I said “aww I’m so mean to you.” Truth is, I know I’m not mean, I know this is what he wants, what I want, what WE want and I absolutely love it and get such a happy, joyful feeling from seeing his frustration. I have no idea why I love to see a man so frustrated at my hand but I do, I love it intensely. 🙂

Once we were done doing the sexing thing, we said it was time for bed. I had plans though, since he’s going to be gone and I won’t have time to physically play with him I decided he had to be edged all night. I certainly wasn’t going to wake up and do it so I required him to wake up through the night, get himself hard and use my pussy (while I was asleep or not) to edge himself, over and over again, all night long. I don’t know how many times it was that he woke up to spoon me and slide that horny hard cock in my pussy but I do remember how it felt. I admit, I loved being woken up to my pussy being stretched and feeling his cock running against my g-spot. I’m not even tired this morning from it, I thought I would be but I’m not. Which means I’m more likely to do something like this again in the future. 

Cagedmonkey may be going away for the night on business but that doesn’t mean I won’t be sending along a few things to help him remember who owns and controls his sexual pleasure. Not to mention, I’ll be overloading his inbox with sexy pictures and reminders of how much I love him, want him, desire him and love to tease and deny him. 

Grandma took the kids to her place for a sleepover last night, which gave ML and I the chance the relax and hang out around the house without any kids around.

Much nakedness ensued.

When the kids are away…

And also, much sex ensued.

Once ML had me unlock, she instructed me to put the small plug in. Then she decided that filling one hole wasn’t good enough – ML bent over the edge of the bed and wiggled her ass at me, telling me to fill up her pussy with my cock. I didn’t waste any time doing so, and I was moaning within seconds of entering her.

Two holes filled, and ML still wasn’t done. After getting my cock nice and lubed up with her pussy juice, ML told me that she wanted my cock in her ass. But first, she went to get “Adam” from the bedside drawer. ML pushed the big thick dildo into her pussy as I slowly slid my cock into her tight ass.

It was such an erotic moment – fucking ML with both of her holes filled, and having my ass plugged at the same time. I was working hard to fight the urge to cum as ML pushed her ass back against me.

Three holes filled? Still not enough for My Lady; luckily, her wand was within reach. I took over thrusting Adam into ML’s pussy as she used the wand on her clit. My Lady’s ass and pussy were being fucked balls deep by two thick cocks (one fake, one real), and the wand was vibrating her clit just the way she loves it. ML went absolutely crazy, screaming loudly as her sexual stimulation went into overdrive.

Her orgasm hit her hard and fast, making her entire body shudder. She tucked the wand between her legs just so she could hold herself up on the bed. I had to hold on tight just to make sure her pulsing pussy and ass didn’t squeeze me or Adam out. It was a hard, long, intense orgasm, and we both loved every minute of it.

Once we cleaned up and ML recovered from her orgasm, it was time to get a little more intense. With the kids out of the house and unable to interrupt, ML had me put the Bitch Tamer stockade together and get into position. I was locked into it on my hands and knees within moments.

My Lady started with her new favorite pasttime: spanking my ass until it’s red and stinging. ML sat on my back facing my ass and paddled hard, using a very effective overhand method, making me cry out and flinch in the stocks (as much as I could, of course). I could feel her warm pussy soaking my back with her juices. She rubbed herself against me as she spanked me harder, and I could tell she was getting more turned on with each swat.

I felt ML stand up and I watched as she walked over to the bed to grab Adam; her pussy apparently wasn’t fully satisfied earlier! She walked back around behind me and straddled me once again.

Then I felt an odd sensation: My Lady was pressing the base of the dildo down on me, doing her best to suction-cup it to my back. Then she began riding Adam on my back, bouncing her pussy up and down on the big fake cock as she paddled my ass.

Did I mention I was still plugged? Yeah, that, too…

I’m not sure if she came while fucking herself with Adam, mainly because I was dealing with the increasing pain from the spanking I was receiving. I was happy for the break when My Lady stood up and walked to the bed in front of me. She laid back on the bed and began fucking herself hard and deep with Adam, using the wand to get herself off quickly. There was no question about whether or not she came this time; I could clearly see her juices flowing around Adam and down her pussy to the bed below.

ML sat up with with Adam in her hand. Looking into my eyes and bringing Adam to my mouth, she said, “Be my good little slut and clean my pussy off of this cock.” I didn’t have much choice as she shoved the dildo into my mouth. I tasted her pussy juice all over it, and for a moment I got lost in enjoying her taste. Then she pushed Adam further down my throat – I gagged uncontrollably and she virtually fucked my mouth with the huge fake dick.

“Oooooh, you sound so slutty,” she moaned as she continued assaulting my mouth. “I bet you love tasting my pussy off of Adam, don’t you?” She reached down and began to stroke my rock hard cock. “See, I knew you loved it.” She stroked my cock to the same rhythm as she fucked my mouth. Despite choking repeatedly on Adam, I couldn’t fight my orgasm from approaching.

Each time ML edged me, she pushed Adam just the littlest bit farther down my throat before pulling him out, forcing me to gag even stronger. I couldn’t deny that deep down I was loving it – my cock was dripping precum almost constantly. Over and over ML edged me and choked me, and I couldn’t figure out whether I wanted her to continue and make me cum or stop and give me mercy.

My Lady stroked me hard and fast, so closer to the edge this time. I moaned loudly – well, as loudly as possible with a big fake cock down my throat – as I felt my orgasm approaching. But, as she always does, ML stopped at the last moment, leaving me throbbing and twitching on the edge or cumming.

For a moment, I felt as though a ruined orgasm was inevitable. I couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but hold on. Just as I felt I might avoid the frustration of a ruined orgasm, ML spanked my ass hard, causing my body to tense up. That one swat was enough to break my concentration, jolting my body into an unsatisfying ruined orgasm. Cum poured lazily out of my cock as I could only look down and watch. I must have looked pathetic, with my cock dribbling cum and my chin covered with drool. Pathetic, perhaps, but My Lady was loving it all. How could I tell? It was pretty obvious to me when she shoved her dripping wet pussy in my face, painting me with her delicious juices.

The kids have since returned from Grandma’s, and everything is back to normal… except for the fact that my cock still remembers every moment of this morning, and is so frustrated that it is almost painful. Bedtime is in just a few minutes, and ML is giving me that look. Is it possible that she’s STILL not done with me?

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ML and I have always been curious about whether or not I was able to have an orgasm while wearing my chastity cage. We know it’s possible in the general sense – we’ve heard about it from many sources, and there are plenty of femdom videos where it happens. We just didn’t know if I was actually physically able to do it. We tried using the hitachi wand as well as other ways of stimulation, all with no success. Until last week, that is.

I’m now able to confirm that I can, in fact, have an orgasm in my cage. And, honestly, it might be even more frustrating than a ruined orgasm.

But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me start again…

My “leaving for work” ritual has changed quite a bit after our moves from NY -> WV -> IN. I used to kneel for ML and give her some body worship before I left, and ML would almost always flash me her titties as I drove away (seriously, don’t I have the best fucking wife in the world?). Recently, our kids have been getting up earlier than they have in the past, and they are usually awake by the time I am leaving. This makes it tough to do our routine on a normal basis, but we make time for it when we can.

Last Wednesday morning, ML and I snuck off to the bedroom to get a little privacy. ML laid back on the bed and spread her legs, offering me her delicious horny pussy. I knelt at the side of the bed and began licking her. As always, she tasted AMAZING. As I licked her clit and kissed her pussy lips, she began to moan quietly (trying not to alert the kids in the next room). It was so sexy and it was turning me on like crazy!

ML had kept me locked in the cage all the way from the previous weekend; I was really craving the feeling of being inside her, and her moans of pleasure were only making that craving worse. I may have gently suggested to ML that she unlock me, but my full on “rooty” would have made getting out of the Jailbird almost impossible. But I didn’t care – for some reason, I felt like I NEEDED to be inside her at that moment. So I climbed up on the bed, kneeling in between ML’s legs, and began gently sliding my caged cock into her slippery wet pussy.

My Lady has been very impressive with her ability to handle my chastity cage inside her. When we first tried it, I was barely able to move without causing her discomfort. Now, I still have to be careful, but I am able to thrust into her a little bit (as long as I get the curve of the cage at the correct angle).

The feeling of fucking ML with the cage on is really difficult to describe. On one hand, any time I get to feel ML’s pussy wrapped around my cock is absolutely wonderful. But when I’m wearing the cage, I can only feel her pussy with the parts of my cock that bulge out past the bars. The result is a strange combination of great pleasure and immense frustration.

As I continued to thrust into ML, these conflicting feelings must have been showing on my face, because I saw a flash of excitement in her eyes. She was getting off on my frustration. I could feel her excitement flowing from her as I watched her drink in my suffering. Her excitement increased my arousal so much and so quickly, all of a sudden I realized something.

I looked into ML’s eyes and said, “I think I could cum.”

“Really?” she asked.

“I think so.”

“Do it,” she answered. “Cum for me.”

I had been waiting SEVEN MONTHS to hear My lady say those words.

It didn’t take me long to fulfill her request. I had to control my thrusts in order not to hurt ML with the steel chastity cage, but I was able to push myself to orgasm.

It was, in a word… terrible.

First off, getting myself to orgasm was nowhere near the way I wanted to do it. After seven months of denial, I really just wanted to pound ML’s pussy and cum deep inside her. I couldn’t do that here; I had to thrust very slowly, which ended up making the climb to orgasm a horrible tease of an ordeal. It was like instead of diving into a pool, I was slowly dragged across the cement and unceremoniously dumped in.

Then came the orgasm itself. It wasn’t quite a ruined orgasm because my cock was being stimulated throughout the whole thing, but it was very much like one in the fact that it was absolutely not pleasurable. It was more like a “blocked” orgasm: my cock surged in its cage, eager to release seven months worth of pent up orgasmic pressure. However, each time my cock pulsed, it met with the unyielding steel of the cage. Still desperate for a deep, intense, cum-pumping orgasm, my cock tried even harder, but with no success. All that happened was an even bigger buildup of pressure, only now I could feel it all throughout my cock. At least with a ruined orgasm, there was some sense of release; I wasn’t even gifted that here.

I could tell My Lady could feel my bulging cock twitching inside her because her eyes had an intense look in them. The look on my face was probably equal parts surprise, confusion, desperation, and frustration, and she was loving every single second of it. As my cock continued its strangled orgasm, I couldn’t help but whimper as I suffered through the torture. In the end, I wasn’t able to fill ML’s pussy with my cum; it ended up dribbling out later once my cock had given up and gotten soft.

So yes, it was absolutely horrible, in such a good way. I was teased and taunted by an “orgasm” that ended up being more frustrating than I could have imagined. Now knowing how this effected me, I wouldn’t be surprised if ML were to try this again, only next time using her wand to give herself a ruined orgasm while I suffer through mine. I’m not sure if I could think of anything more soul crushing than that.