Pegging

October is a popular month among chastity enthusiasts for celebrating their fetish. We didn’t exactly plan it out that way, but ML and I will be doing something special during October, also. It won’t be a full “Locktober” for me, as I will get about a two week stay on my sentence, but I will definitely make up that time on the back end and more.

ML and I have been considering trying another extended 24/7 chastity period, and we are going to give it another try. We’ve found it difficult to get past the month-ish mark in the past, but we really want to push it this time around.

Starting on October 13th (our “chastity anniversary”), I will wear my cock cage 24/7, day and night, all the time until Thanksgiving at the earliest. Yes… “at the earliest.” At Thanksgiving, we will take stock of things and see if we want to try to make it to Christmas at that point. So, very soon I will be going without a full erection from somewhere between 6 and 10 weeks.

Writing that it actually makes me realize just how insane I must be for wanting this.

We always run into two problems when we try to do extended 24/7 lockups: 

  1. I start to feel a little disconnected with my cock locked away for so long, I start needing more sexual attention.
  2. ML starts to miss the feeling of having her pussy filled up by my big fat cock… Those are her words, not mine, but who am I to argue?

So we’ve worked out a plan to address these problems as well as we can.

First, we are going to use toys more often in order to satisfy ML’s need for penetration; “Adam” is more than capable of filling in for my cock in that capacity. And for those times that ML wants to feel me between her legs as I fuck her, we either the Rode-Oh underwear or the strap on harness that I can use.

As far as my needs go, it’s not so easy to get me the sexual attention I need with my cock locked away in steel… but not impossible. We just need to do it in other ways. And, by process of elimination, a lot of that will involve doing various things to my ass.

I’m interested to see how intense my submissive feelings get when the only sex I can have involves my ass. When my cock is taken out of the equation and the only sexual pleasure I receive is through plugging/milking/pegging/etc., how deep will my acceptance of my role go? Will I begin to look forward to it, ask for it, beg for it, even want it? I’m honestly don’t know.

I really hope we can go the distance this time. I’m not really sure whether I mean I want to make it to Christmas when I say that, but I guess we will find it when we are at that point.

Monkey in a Cage is back with another episode of the podcast! I know it’s been a little bit since we’ve gotten one up but here it is. If you follow us or subscribe to our podcast on Soundcloud.com you already got the notification that we posted a new podcast. Go you!!

Cagedmonkey and I were quite inspired by Drunk History, so in this episode we decided it might be fun to answer some questions from our readers and followers on a podcast while intoxicated. We were asked some questions about pegging, how it feels teasing and communication. Thank you again to our followers who asked questions on Twitter before and during our recording. We didn’t do a whole lot of editing to this so you get to hear all of the drunken slurs and tangents we get off on. We hope you enjoy!! 🙂

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Thanks to some schedule quirks, I’ve had the past few Fridays off from work. With the kids at school, the adults have time to play. Last week was somewhat mellow, but this past Friday was pretty damn intense.
ML informed me on Thursday night that she wanted to have me under “total submission” rules – I would pretty much be hers to do whatever she wanted to. After getting the kids off to school, My Lady put my collar on and gave me my first instruction – cooking breakfast while wearing nothing but my chastity cage.

Gotta be careful with that knife…

Breakfast was delicious and My Lady was very pleased. After a short while, ML led me to the bedroom, where I was to serve her in a much different way.

ML instructed me to take the stockade out from underneath the bed and put it together. She also asked me to get the fucking machine ready for use. My skin tingled, thoughts of what may lie ahead ran though my brain as I prepared the instruments of torture ML would soon be using on me. I finished putting together the steel bondage contraption just as My Lady stepped out of the closet with the leather hood in her hands.

It was only moments later when I was locked into position on my hands and knees, hooded tightly, with the fucking machine positioned ominously behind me.

ML started the way she usually does when she has me restrained in a vulnerable position – by paddling my ass until it was red and sore. This was just an appetizer, though; it wasn’t long before she set up the fucking machine to take me from behind.

Mercifully, she didn’t choose one of our larger attachments.

My Lady kept me on my toes (knees?) by changing the settings on the fucking machine often. At times it was thrusting into me with quick shallow strokes; other times it fucked me deep and incredibly slow. Each unique setting tortured me in its own special way: the fast strokes pounded my poor ass, while the slow strokes forced me to suffer through each inch as it stretched me out.

It didn’t take long for ML’s desire to spank me returned, and she began paddling me once again. At this point I really began to whimper and cry out with each swat – having my ass spanked while being mechanically raped was enough to make me start losing my composure. The whimpers soon turned to moans as ML increased the stroke length; the machine fucked me deeper, bumping my prostate with each thrust and causing my caged cock to drool uncontrollably.

An action shot of dripping precum.

The sound of my hood-muffled moans was apparently music to ML’s ears, because she decided to make me moan even more. She took her wand and used it to vibrate my balls. I couldn’t stay quiet as I felt the precum building, leaking, and escaping. It was twice as frustrating as it was pleasurable, which is to say it was pretty fucking frustrating.

ML left me there for countless minutes, balls and cock vibrated by a high-intensity wand and asshole being violated by an uncaring contraption. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to… and after a short while of suffering through this torture, I certainly did want to!

Now, our regular readers know that ML is an expert mind-fucker. She knows what buttons to push in order to drive me absolutely insane, and she knows exactly when to push them. ML pressed that button by talking dirty to me, making my predicament clear and undeniable. It made enduring the torture ten times worse, at least.


I was in agony, as you could probably tell by the noises I was making in that video clip. But ML still wasn’t finished; she was ready to put the cherry on top of my sundae of suffering.
I felt ML loosening the hood, and she removed it from my head. As I blinked my eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness, My Lady sat down in front of me and looked directly into my eyes. After all of the bondage, spanking, ass fucking, and vibrating… THIS was the most intense moment of all – My Lady’s eyes piercing into my mind as I continued to suffer for her enjoyment.

ML began to tell me how much it turned her on to hear me whimper, to hear me beg for it to stop, to have the control to continue well past the point that I want it to end. I could hear it in her voice and see it in her eyes – she was loving it. Just as I started to break down, she leaned forward and kissed me passionately. On one end I was being endlessly ass fucked beyond my control, and at the other I was being treated to a loving gesture by the woman responsible for my current situation.

My mind was sufficiently blown.

ML released me shortly after that, stopping the fucking machine and releasing me from the stockade. Despite the intense mind fucking and humiliation-like flavors of the scene, neither of us felt a major need for aftercare… yet, we did it anyway, of course. We talked about it, and we assured each other that it was goooooooooooooooood. 🙂 It was an amazing, intense scene; I couldn’t really believe it had actually happened a few hours later when the kids were home and we were back to our normal life.

My sore, worn out asshole wouldn’t let me forget. 🙂

I’ve had this post saved on my computer now for almost two weeks. I keep trying and trying to write it and for one reason or another the thing hasn’t gotten written. Two weekends ago Cagedmonkey and I decided to have a few drinks and just let loose a little. It was a much needed night after a few long weeks of getting a lot of things settled. It’s been a mad dash the past month getting all that going but everything seems to be falling into place. The night turned out really fantastic, we laughed and flirted and genuinely enjoyed being with each other. If you follow us on Twitter, you know I had some extremely wet panties! Hehe It really just turned into such a great night and a pretty exciting and intense night as well. We didn’t have plans for anything in particular to happen but boy, oh boy, did things ever happen!
After a few drinks and lots of playful flirting and giggling and just having fun we decided to end our night in the bedroom. Cagedmonkey may have hinted to me about how slutty he was feeling and I may have taken that into consideration while he stopped in the bathroom before coming to bed. Which is where he found me laying on the bed with the strap on around my hips. I told him to climb up on the bed and suck my cock, I grabbed his head and made him do it faster, harder and deeper – gagging on it over and over.
I told him, “go get the lube and come up here and be a slutty for me.” He crawled up the bed straddling my hips and my strap on. He stroked my Thruster and got it nice and lubbed up. I made him ride my strap-on like my slutty boy and at one point I even made him turn around and face my feet so I could watch how slutty he was being for me. There may have been some safeword usage right at the very beginning but it was merely a pause because I kind of rushed things and pulled him down a bit too fast and hard on my Thruster! Hehehe I forget he can’t just take it in his ass like I can sometimes!!
Honestly, I wanted to write this super-hot post that would have gotten you all extremely horny, I’m sure but it’s just been too long now to get into all those feelings and all that intense hotness. It ended up that I had some pretty severe Domme drop after that night and it really did take me a few days to recover from the overwhelming feelings I was having. It was like a fucking roller coaster ride of swinging emotions. One minute I was loving how slutty I made him be for me and the things I did to him and the next I was regretting doing them, feeling bad for doing it and just overall questioning myself. I was dealing with a lot of fear during that time… fear that maybe I pushed him too far, that maybe it was just enough that he may want to be done and possibly leave me. Yes, these are completely irrational thoughts but I had a wide range of all emotions while I was dropping and it was no fun what-so-ever. He has made it quite clear to me that “it was goooooooooooooood!”
It’s too bad, really, that I didn’t get to write that really hot sexy descriptive post but this is the reality. This is real life and sometimes that trumps the hot sexy things we do.
Hopefully, next time, we have more fun like this and be able to get a nice sexy post written about it. Like I said – Life.

Our toys and equipment are all packed in storage and we certainly haven’t had any time for much play living in this state of limbo, as we are. That doesn’t stop the mind from wandering and the body from wanting.

Lately, I’ve been craving things, intense things. I’ll just flat out warn you now that I may describe some things in this post that I’m fantasizing about. No one can hold my cravings or fantasies against me and if you don’t like intensity, women in control being forceful etc, then you might as well stop reading now.

I’ve noticed since living here in someone else’s house the lack of control I feel. Not so much the lack of control over cagedmonkey but over everything in general. When I start to feel that loss of control it makes me want to grab on harder and hold deeper to my dominant-ness. It’s been building and building and I’m fantasizing about getting that control back. I’m feeling very (almost) angry and aggressive and life I want to forcefully take it back, make it mine and have it again… Complete and utter control of everything. I find myself craving getting it back in the one consensual way I know how.

I’ve been craving some serious full bondage, complete restraint, like being locked in the bitch tamer or tied strong to our new bed. Just so completely bound that he cannot move, gagged so he can’t talk. The only sounds he can make are the whimpers and cries and slight pleas begging me to stop. I want to use him, spank him, fuck him, tease him and torture him until he is limp and sobbing. I want his complete body to be mine used, abused, raped consensually against his will. I want to feel his body give up against my aggressive, forcefull dominance.

I desperately need to feel like I control his pain, he pleasure, his teasing and his torture. That I am in control of everything in those few moments while I year him down to nothing but a blubbering, begging pile of a man, begging me to stop, begging me to stop.

The stars aligned the other day, and I happened to get a day off of work during the week. This gave My Lady and I some time together with absolutely no kids in the house. She took advantage of this time by making me scream and cry with a rough pegging. What a way to spend your day off, huh?

ML cuffed my hands to the bed above my head, then she used the Easy Access Thigh Restraint Sling to position me with my knees up to my chest and my legs spread. I felt very slutty right then, wide open and vulnerable. I couldn’t close my legs even if I wanted to.

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She began to rub the tip of her strapon against my asshole, and my cock quickly began to stiffen. “Ooooh, you like being my little slut, don’t you,” ML teased me as she began to stroke me. “I bet your cock will even harder when I start sliding my big fake cock in your ass.” She slowly pushed the strapon inside me, and we found out she was absolutely right.

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ML stroked my cock and quickly brought me to the edge, and I whimpered and squirmed as she teased me. I wanted my hands free badly; after a month-plus of teasing and denial, I was desperate to touch myself and cum, whether or not there was a big rubber dildo in my ass or not.

ML kept me teetering on the edge, using my cock as a handle as she fucked me with the strapon. I could see ML was enjoying taking me on my back, being able to look into my eyes as she penetrated me, but I could also tell something was missing for her. She couldn’t fuck me with the force she wanted to. After not getting any chances to peg me for so long, she wanted to take me roughly. She wanted to hurt me.

ML took the thigh restraints off me and told me to turn over on the bed. With my hands still cuffed to the bed, I was defenseless. She had me where she needed me in order to take me as she wanted.

ML was not gentle with me. After not having much ass play for the past few months, I probably needed some time to get accustomed to the size of her strapon… time that My Lady was not willing to give. She pushed the strapon deep into my ass, filling me almost completely after only a few strokes. I kicked my legs against the mattress to try to deal with the pain, since it was my only option. She continued to abuse my ass, giving me no time to gather myself, until I was sobbing and begging her to stop. I was glad that there were no kids in the house, because I couldn’t have kept my volume down even if I needed to.

When ML had her fill of me (pun intended), she thrusted deep into my ass one last time. With the strapon still in my ass, she unhooked the waistband from herself, reversed it, and hooked it around my waist, effectively strapping the dildo firmly into my ass.
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ML then laid down next to me and reached for her wand. It was ML’s turn to take advantage of the kids not being around.

ML started by using the wand through her panties, getting them even more soaked than they already were from pegging me. Once they were good and wet, she took them off and shoved them in my mouth, letting me taste her while I watched her please herself. She then used the wand to bring herself to a massive, screaming orgasm, which lasted a good half minute before she started to come down. But even after that, she still wasn’t satisfied.

My Lady uncuffed me and told me to get up and fuck her. I nearly lept off the mattress, until I realized the dildo was still strapped inside my ass. She wanted me to fuck her with the strapon still in my ass! She knew exactly what I was thinking, and said, “Yes, be a good boy and fuck my pussy with your cock while mine fucks your ass.”

Her pussy was as wet as it had ever been as my cock slid easily inside her. I was close to cumming after only a few thrusts, but I managed to hold off. I nearly had a handle on the situation when ML wrapped her legs around my waist and used her feet to push the dildo deeper into my ass. I jumped forward reflexively, shoving myself balls deep into ML’s pussy and triggering another screaming orgasm from her. Her pussy grabbed and squeezed my cock as she came hard and loud, and my body wanted to cum with her so badly. I somehow managed to hold off… maybe the big rubber cock in my ass distracted me just enough.

ML’s timing was perfect – we had just a few minutes for aftercare before she had to go pick up my daughter from school. Back to real life we went, where we are parents instead of kinky fuckers we truly are inside. I couldn’t forget the morning, though… not with my poor asshole twitching and throbbing all day long, and definitely not with ML looking at me and giving me that knowing smile all day long.

Alone adult time is something of a Hot commodity around here, now that hubby is working early ass mornings and the kids are getting older and staying up later. Getting that precious time together to do all those deliciously kinky things we want to do doesn’t come easy. Well, today just so happens to be one of those extremely rare times where we get about a full hour of complete alone time together. Now that our daughter goes to school for a small part of the day and cagedmonkey has the day off we are taking full advantage of having the house to ourselves.

I honestly have no clue what is in store for hubby this morning but I’ve had this desire burning inside me for months. This desire to tie him down and make him my little slut. This desire to completely dominate him sexually and use him and make him feel what it is to be my bitch. I want to spank him until he’s whimpering, I want him bound, unable to move, unable to squirm or wiggle away from from whatever I want him to endure.

I really just have this want inside me to take him and use him, all of him, for my pleasure. Using him, taking him, spanking him, pegging him until I just don’t have anything left in me and he’s left there whimpering, after being forced to take it all.

Ah well… It is only an hour so we will have to see what comes of it but, trust me, none of that precious time will be taken for granted. It will be used very wisely! One thing I know for sure id’s that he will NOT be enjoying an orgasm in any of this! 🙂

Cagedmonkey has had a few very rough days. I mean he is still denied even after all the goings on the weekend our friends were here. Added to that, he’s been told he’s going to be locked and denied even an erection, until Christmas! Add on top of that things like the other night when I tried out a new toy on his sexy little tight asshole.

Just about every night, now, I have him eat my pussy. Just like he used to go to sleep in the mornings tasting me and having my juices all over his face. It’s become a nightly thing before we go to sleep. Even if I don’t cum, I love feeling his face between my legs and his tongue gently flicking my clit. Even more recently, I’ve loved the 69 position so that I can add some to his tease and torture. I will usually play with his bulging cock through the cage, squeeze and rub his balls and run my fingernails from his ass down to the underside of his balls. Sometimes he even gets a little tickle of his tight hole when I put my finger against it and just rub a little, not penetrating, just rubbing it, teasing him more. Making him completely ache.

A couple weeks ago I ordered a new toy and we haven’t had a chance to play with it yet. I decided I wanted to try it out the other night since I had his sexy little ass in the air and he was eating my pussy, anyway. It’s a smaller probe with “bumps” along it that remind me very much of anal beads. I’m not really a fan of the whole anal bead thing but I get the whole idea of it. I figured it would be a fun one to play with without much prep needed. Just a little lube and this one easily slides in for some fun ass play.

So the other night while I had him in the 69 position, him on top, I started playing with him a bit, which was causing him to moan and grunt and groan into my pussy. That gets me so completely and utterly turned on that at some point I couldn’t take it anymore and I made him lay on his back and I straddled his face. Running my pussy down onto him hard and fast. I grabbed him by the thighs, toy still stuffed in his ass, and pulled his legs up under my arms. I had him pinned there, face in my pussy and me using the toy to stimulate his asshole and prostate. At one point he tried to buck against me as I licked the length of his shaft, bulging from the steel cage on his cock. I slid my pussy hard all over his face, sliding the toy in and out and making him moan harder as I chose when he’d take a breath. Making him breathe me in, fucking his face so hard and cumming all over him while he could do nothing but take it as I had him there pinned down under me.

Fuck it was such a fantastic time, I couldn’t… No, I can’t stop thinking about it! It turns me on every time I think about the control I had over him and how turned on I was by his moaning.

Makes me want a repeat tonight… But we will have to wait for mother nature to run her course.

I quietly opened the bedroom door and latched the newly attached hook & eye. I tip-toed to the box at the side of the bed where, earlier in the week, I had placed a few toys, rope and restraints I thought I might use this weekend. I grabbed out the leather handcuffs and straddled cagedmonkey. I was naked under my jammies so he immediately woke and felt my wet pussy on his caged cock.
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I buckled the cuffs on each wrist and clipped the carabiners together. I lifted cagedmonkey’s arms over my head and down around my waist. He was stuck there, arms around me with no where to go. I’m sure he was pleasantly surprised to wake up that way.

I continued rubbing my wet pussy all over his Jail Bird soaking the attempted erection trapped inside. I leaned myself a bit more upright which, in turn, pulled cagedmonkey up and I reached behind his head and shoved his face into my chest, forcing him to suck on my hard nipples. As he was sucking and flicking my nipples with his tongue, I continued to rub myself on his crotch. My clit rubbed against his rooty hardness behind the base ring until I came and covered him even more with my delicious girl goo.

I certainly was a mess after cumming like that and needed to be cleaned up. I slid myself out from under his arms, unhooked the cuffs and reattached them behind his back. I made him kneel at the side of the bed, like my good boy, and clean up the warm wet mess between my legs. As he licked, sucked and slurped it up, he got me quite worked up and I just had to cum again. Instead of having my subby hubby make me cum, I decided to torture him by making him rest his face about an inch from my pussy and I rubbed myself right into another orgasm. Forcing him to smell me and watch me until mid orgasm I grabbed his head and buried his face nice and deep into my spasming, gushing pussy. I covered him, again, in my yummy juices which he happily devoured.

I told him what a good boy he was for me, patted him on the head, unhooked the cuffs and as I walked out the door I simply said “Good morning, sweetheart.” with a big smile on my face.

I woke up this morning with a sore pussy for the second day in a row. Two nights ago I had cagedmonkey take off his Jail Bird before bed and we had some pretty incredible sex. I came so hard on his cock which was so big and thick and aching to cum itself. My muscles were sore from clenching down on him and he stretched my tight pussy as he slammed deep inside me. I am actually pretty amazed at how much he could give me that night without pushing himself over the edge.

Last night I was just in a mood to cum but then after cumming once I just needed to a few more times. I wasn’t letting him out of the cage though. I wanted him to feel the cage as he attempted to get hard. I wanted him to know who controlled him and controlled if he was even able to get an erection or feel my pussy wrapped around his shaft, swallowing it up. Instead, I insisted that he eat my pussy and make me cum like the good boy he is. I just love having him locked and in the 69 position, caged cock and balls dangling there for me to play with. He makes the most beautiful noises when I scratch my nails from his ass down to his aching, swollen balls. I love how the moans feel as his face is buried in my wetness.

Since I wouldn’t unlock him to feel my pussy, and he wouldn’t be getting any penis play, I started to rub his asshole as he slurped up the juices dripping from wet pussy. He moaned louder into me as I teased him. His moaning makes me even wetter so, of course, I wanted to hear more. I gently (at first) slid one finger into his tight hole. It certainly didn’t stay that way long, his ass loves to get a little slutty for me sometimes. As I fingered his ass faster and harder, I was adding fingers to stretch him and make him moan more and more as he sucked my clit. I came so close to cumming a few times and grabbed the back of his head, shoving his face deeper and grinding against him until I came good and hard on his face.

I love to hear him breathing heavy, whimpering and moaning and his face covered in my pussy juices. Of course I made him sleep that way, in my gooey sticky mess.