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I think it was about a month ago when CM and I were talking with someone about having piercings. I have had some piercings in the past and currently only have my ears and tongue still pierced. I’ve had nipples, eyebrow and nose done as well and CM has never had a piercing. The conversation got us thinking about CM and would I like any piercings on him. I don’t personally like the look or anything of penis piercings so thats not something I’d have him do. We started talking about where he could be pierced and what would be the point, etc. That got us onto his nipples, perhaps those would look nice and they might even help to make his nipples a lot more sensitive. So, if you follow us on Twitter, I had asked our followers to show me their nipple piercings so I could get a feel for how they looked. I could never see hubby with facial piercings – plus working in a hospital thats probably not the best idea. I realized I didnt like the hoops in a guy nipples but I did like the look of small bars horizontally through the nipple. I know, I know… sometimes I think too much but with any kind of body modification I want to make sure it’s something I’m going to like or there is no point in getting it.

So what all this brings us to is that on Wednesday last week, when CM & I were off work and had out “date day” not only did we get in about a hour or so of play time I also took him to get MY nipples pierced.

I say it that way because they are for me… I didnt get them pierced for him, I did it for me, so I have something to play with and to make his nipples more sensitive for me. Plus they really do look hot on him!

It took me a few days to not be like WOW there are bars in your nipples lol because I’ve never seen CM as the type to have piercings, at all. I never saw him as one to have tattoos either and now he’s got a bunch and I love them!! A couple of his tattoos are mine or ours and have so much meaning! These nipple piercings also have a bit of meaning. It’s not something he did on his own for his own reasons. He has them for me. He truly has given himself to me in so many ways… he’s locked in a steel cage for me and now he’s got steel bars through his nipples for me. Once they heal completely I cant wait to play with them and pull on them and figure out all the wonderful things we can do with them!!

I couldn’t help but lick them and rub them since they are so new and sensitive… I’m sure I’m going to have so much fun with them when they are finally healed!

I have things I enjoy doing – I like to play video games or relax by watching some TV. But I’m never so involved that I get mad when ML interrupts me for sexual reasons.

ML has tried to steal my attention in the past by shoving her boobs in my face while I’m watching something; little does she know she doesn’t have to work so hard. 🙂 most of the time, in my mind, I’m just killing time until the next time she wants to use me sexually.

Much better than anything on TV.

This morning, ML decided to wake me up with a little visual treat: instead of waking me up with a gentle push of her hand, she nudged me with her juicy round ass.

Good morning!

I always say to her as we go to sleep, “You know where I am if you need me.” That’s code for, “If you want to wake me up to use me for sex, please do so.” I’d absolutely love it if ML woke me up for sex just because she was so horny that she couldn’t wait until the morning. She doesn’t usually take me up on my offer, though – she’s usually so well pleased before we go to sleep, that it holds her over until morning. 🙂

After ML’s newfound passion for tickling me was discovered, I was worried that she might end up making that one of her true focuses while having me restrained. As she pointed out, I really REALLY do hate being tickled; the only problem is that it’s not really a danger to my safety, so I don’t allow myself to safeword out of it. This weekend, My Lady took advantage of some stockade time to show me that there is more than one way to “tickle.”

It’s my fault, of course; just like pretty much everything involving my fantasies, I gave ML the idea. I had told her I missed being in the stockade, and was hoping for some play time. We had also talked about ways she could tease my cock while it is caged, working together to find some sensitive spots she could stimulate with her fingers.

You can see where this is going.

Once ML had me securely locked in the stockade, she began to lightly brush her fingers over the shaft of my confined cock. After being locked 24/7 for two weeks straight, I got hard in my cage almost immediately. The only thing this accomplished was making it easier to torture me. With my cock bulging against the steel bars of the Jailbird, all of those sensitive areas were exposed for My Lady to toy with. Even the spot underneath my cockhead was right there, almost begging to be used to sexually torture me.

Over the course of the next hour or so, ML slowly and deliberate tickled and teased all over my cock and balls while I writhed in the stockade. The waistpad was rigged so tight that I couldn’t thrust or pull my hips away, and I had no choice but to endure her incessant teasing. She wouldn’t even give me a second to gather myself as she constantly tickled me, as her fingertips were always somewhere – teasing my twitching asshole, brushing over my full heavy balls, or poking and squeezing my shaft of my throbbing cock inside the cage.

It didn’t take long for me to begin moaning in frustration , and I was soon fighting a losing battle to stay quiet with the kids in the house. I wanted to thrust my hips so badly, but the stockade held me fast. It went on for far too long, much longer than I would have hoped or expected it to. But ML did not tire and showed no mercy.

On the contrary, as she noticed my anguish as time went on, she made it worse, whispering in my ear, “Why do you do this to yourself? Why do you tell me these fantasies, when you know I’m only going to make it worse than you ever imagined?”

“I don’t know,” I whimpered truthfully. I really don’t know why I tell her all of these fantasies about being sexually tortured for hours on end, longer than I could care to stand or endure. I guess part of me craves the intense experience, and I know she has the intensity to deliver those experiences.

ML finally stopped teasing me, but not for my benefit – she had apparently gotten extremely turned on by my reactions, and she decided to use me one last time before releasing me from the stockade. My Lady crawled in front of me so that her ass and soaking wet pussy was right in front of me face. She then backed up, forcing her horny holes directly into my face. She rubbed her pussy juices all over me, and she forced-fucked her asshole into my nose and tongue. She bounced her sexy round ass back against me, and for the first time that night I was in heaven.

You can see why.

In the end, my cock was left squeezed and sore in its cage and my face covered in ML’s horny pussy juices.

I always knew I liked bondage. I like the vulnerable, helplessness of it. I get so turned on knowing that I have someone so completely dependant on me. Which is likely why I enjoy the control of an FLR and chastity. I just never knew how much I enjoyed it, until cagedmonkey and I had some time to really play with rope on our anniversary weekend. I got to finally get him bound in such a sexy amazing way with his calves bound to his thighs and wrists bound behind his back.

I’m glad we had time to practice beforehand because I really think I did a good job getting him bound in the rope. The purple rope looks amazing on him too.

I feel like my rope tying skills can only get better from here. He certainly couldn’t move his legs apart from themselves but I wanted to make sure he was completely bound so I used another rope to bind his ankles and then his wrists.

I had so much fun with him tied up this way. One of cagedmonkey’s kinks is to be taken advantage of while completely vulnerable. So I spent a good amount of time tickling the living hell out of him. He hates tickling so much. I teased him verbally and just loved every single reaction that came out of him. My pussy got so incredibly wet during it all as well. It was dripping and I even climbed up and let him feel it as I rubbed it on his back and left him with a huge gooey wet spot.

After over an hour bound in the rope I felt he’d had enough. His face was beet red, his eyes were watering and I can just imagine how his muscles felt. The marks that were left from the ropes were exquisite. I admired them as I removed each loop.

I can’t wait to have another weekend where we can play with the rope again. I’d like to find some other awesome ways to get him bound. Of course, I also want to think of other fun things to do to him while he’s so completely helpless and vulnerable. We definitely want to get him into more predicament type stuff.

Last night cagedmonkey and I finally got that night alone. We knew it was coming so actually, earlier in the day, we started some extra control and CM was to ask to use the bathroom (by the end if the night he was really begging haha) and what he should wear, how much coffee/water/alcohol he was allowed, etc. I also tasked him with making us special dinner after the kids left with grandma. He made a very delicious steak with sauteed fresh mushrooms and onions and parmesan couscous. It was amazingly delicious! I needed way more mushrooms!

It always feels good to control more of him when I feel ignored and disobeyed by my own children haha. Anyway, it was munch night so before we left I had cagedmonkey locked in his cage and his collar. 

For the actual munch he was dressed in our Monkey in a Cage blog t-shirt because it’s always fun to advertise the blog. We met up with our kinky friends for some drinks (lots of drinks hehe) and lots of laughing, licks and fun. I had my big ass blue margarita of course!

There were so many people there and some newbies and we just had a wonderful time. After munch we came home and visited with the neighbors for a bit since they had some kinky friends over for game night. That was a whole other bunch of fun and lots of boobs hehe. 

After we left the neighbors we came home and played around a little and I made sure cagedmonkey gave me exactly what I needed. Apparently, after teasing him and playing with him some this past week, I needed it bad! It’s nice sometimes to have the alcohol involved sex where he can last a little longer and I can cum a lot harder. I had him fuck me so nice and hard and long. I was kinda laying on my side and he just grabbed a hold of my hip and side and fucked me so good. Oh my goodness, it felt amazing and I came so hard and loud. I haven’t cum that loud in a while and this morning I even woke up with very sore muscles and a sore throat and voice. Cagedmonkey was denied again from Thanksgiving and must have been very turned on after all the girls licking each other and boobs flying out throughout the evening and how loud I was during sex that he exploded a big load of hot cum in my pussy. It seriously was incredible!

I wasn’t quite finished with CM after that, though. We cuddled up all spoon-like and we still had some extreme horniness hanging around and when I felt his still-hard cock against my ass I just reached back and took him and shoved his cock in my asshole and made him fuck my ass, no lube, no nothing, until I had another screamingly good orgasm. I guess I just needed to get fucked and fucked good and hard. I love how I have a big man who gives me whatever I need when I need and want it. He never questions when I tell him he’s going to please me, in whatever way I want him to. I seriously love our relationship and our sex. 

When we woke up this morning, a little later than normal, we had some good snuggle time without having to listen to the kids bickering in the other room. It was so nice to get up and have a quiet morning together. Again, cagedmonkey was to cook for me and, of course, he didn’t just cook, he cooked for me naked!

I did have to mess with him a bit while he was cooking… Because why not? Makes it a bit more fun! 🙂 I kept smacking his adorable ass and giving his cock a stroke, or four, while he was standing there. But, wow did he ever make some amazing eggs and hash browns! 

I know it doesn’t seem like much but it means a lot to me when he cooks and the two of us can sit and enjoy an uninterrupted meal together. We even got to go out and run some errands today together and it was wonderful just having this time. It’s not 100% about sex when we have time alone… That part is amazing but it’s about being more focused on each other and giving ourselves to each other more deeply and fully. 

At least, if you’re me, you don’t!
Yes, that is my hard cock, finally released after over five weeks of 24/7 chastity; the exact number was 39 days – we didn’t quite make it to Thanksgiving, but it was close enough!

ML was nice enough to let me take the cage off when I got home from work on Tuesday, and I jumped in the shower right away to make sure I was scrubbed nice and clean. Even though the Jailbird is an open style cage, I still can’t get everything down there scrubbed good, so it felt nice to be able to do that. Of course, it felt nice to be able to touch myself in any capacity down there! I was a good boy, however, and did not play with myself in the shower – business only! Sex would unfortunately have to wait until later in the day…

The sex felt incredible after so long of not feeling ML’s pussy on my cock, it was truly wonderful. Thankfully, ML decided to be VERY generous and allow me to cum inside her as well! Good thing, since it didn’t take very long for me to reach orgasm. So I ended up with an extra holiday treat, and trust me when I say I GREATLY appreciated it. 🙂

Taking stock of the damage, my cock fared pretty well for being locked up for almost a month and a half – there are a few minor skin irritations here and there, but nothing too troubling. It’s not that much different from what I experienced the last time I was locked up for a long time, which was only three weeks… if anything, the irritations are less severe from the last time. Perhaps my cock is getting used to this type of treatment, which I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing!

This weekend was the first time in quite a while that CM and I were able to get some overnight alone time. Grandma hasn’t taken the kids overnight in a few months due to how demanding Football season is. So, this weekend she asked to take them and do fun stuff like the pumpkin patch and apple orchard and all that so CM and I were like hellz yeah lady, take them! We have, very much, needed some adult time together in a quiet house so we took her up on the offer immediately!

The kids went off to Grandma’s at about 5pm on Saturday, which happened to be a munch night so Yay, free babysitter for that! This particular night at munch was small and quiet and we had a newbie come and it was refreshing to meet another male Dom who has his head on straight… or a little kinky, actually! Before we left to go to munch I made hubby move around the furniture in the living room and vacuum so he could get out the steel Bitch Tamer stockade and the fucking machine. After munch we grabbed a coffee – I knew we had a longer night than usual ahead of us and headed home.

I knew I was planning to have him locked in the stockade a lot longer than I ever have. That night was about pushing him slightly farther than I have in the past. I think, each time we play, we push limits just a little bit to see just where the line is. If you’ve been following our blog long enough you know CM has has some elbow trouble and his time in the stockade has sometimes been limited, especially when he’s locked in it on all fours for a lengthy period of time. The longest he’s spent locked, wrist and ankles, was about an hour… Saturday night I more than doubled that. So I chose to leave the locking collar piece and his wrist unlocked so he would be able to bend his elbow as needed and withstand the much longer time being used and tortured in it. Recently I purchased a couple new additions to our stockade, as well. One of them being a wand holder so that I can use my hands for other things while the wand relentlessly stimulates his locked cock.

Once we got the wand situated in the holder and positioned correctly, he was locked at the ankles with his hips against a very high waist pad. I began gathering a few things I was looking forward to using, things like the bamboo cane, my gorgeous blue paddle, and the prostate massager. Not to mention I enjoyed using my nails on his body. At first I gathered a few thin bamboo canes together in a bunch and rubber banded them and used that to tap, tap, tap his ass to give him a warm up… mostly because I couldn’t find my flogger! Every so often I would give him a good whack and then give him a little time to feel it before giving him another. Once his ass was marked fairly well I would take my nails and run them across his cheeks giving him that extra burning feeling.

Once I felt like giving him a break from reddening his ass I got out the prostate massager and decided it was time for him to get a good milking. After all, I have no idea when he last came and it had been almost 10 days since he’d even gotten a proper boner. The fact that he was in the doggy style stockade with the wand positioned behind his balls on his prostate was a huge bonus. I inserted, in probably a not so gentle way, the prostate massager and started to work with the wand vibrating from below. It certainly didn’t take long for the drops of milky fluid to start dripping from his caged cock. It was so awesome seeing those big drips one after the other as he whimpered and moaned and had these fantastic reactions to how I was moving the massager against his prostate. Twisting, turning and slightly in and out just milking away at what has been built up inside for so long. It was really great, it made me happy and I giggled watching it. When I was done milking him I got out my blue paddle and gave him a few good whacks just to make sure he would be feeling it the next day and I love seeing those rosy red cheeks! I didnt spend too much time on the blue paddle because, to be honest, it’s hefty paddle and it does it’s job in a few swings.

I can remember feeling very turned on by everything and hearing him making all those noises as I paddled him and milked him and my pussy was very wet. I figured the only thing to do was to bend over in front of him and shove my ass and pussy in his face to clean it up. I mean he had nothing else better to do while locked in the stockade but whatever I wanted, right? I just love making him be all dirty for me while I rub my juicy wetness all over his face. He was soaked from forehead to chin. hehe I got so turned on by using his face, I straddled him in the stockade and used the small of his back to cum on him. Sometimes using him as just a thing to get off on is powerful.

I ended up having him in the stockade for over 2 hours continuously doing a variety of things to him. It was a pretty intense night and I am pretty sure we both enjoyed it very much. Afterwards we talked about some ways to randomize some stuff and kinda make it worse and ways I could keep him there longer by automation so I wouldnt get too terribly worn out after hours of tormenting him. But thats stuff for another post, I’m sure.

We also managed to get a little play time in Sunday morning while I used the machine to cuckold him in a way. I mean he’s all locked up and I couldnt have his cock and the machine was out so I might as well have used it. It was an interesting thing having him under me licking my clit while the machine fucked me from behind… I know he felt a little humiliated – in a good way! 🙂

In my last post, I wondered aloud whether or not my long lockup period had already begun without my knowledge. ML’s response to this was, “I don’t know, maybe it has! I hadn’t really thought about it too much yet…”

It’s a little startling to realize how easy it has become for My Lady to keep me locked in my chastity cage for a week straight, but that is where four years of chastity has brought us to.

It turns out that did get at least one more chance to feel ML’s pussy before my cock is locked away for more than a month. ML and I had date night last night, and afterwards we attended a “play party” with some friends. We couldn’t stay long so we didn’t have a chance to play ourselves, but we came home pretty turned on. Lucky for me, My Lady was in the mood for sex, and she didn’t want a toy; she wanted the real thing.

ML used my cock along with her wand to give herself a few good orgasms before bed (none for me, of course). She was nice enough to allow me to sleep uncaged, which was a nice surprise. In the morning, she took the opportunity to give me a little bit of a tease to start my day.

She’s left me uncaged for the day today so far, which makes me wonder if she’ll be teasing me tonight or throughout the day… or both. It’s actually a tough day for me, because I’m seeing all of the things I’m going to miss when I’m locked up next week.

Girltoy wrote us the following email:

On the photos I have seen, cagemonkey is wearing the same cage as I do. Mine fits perfectly and it feels very good wearing it.

But the cage is slowly sliding down…

…I never have pain, the balls are never blue. But it looks silly when only half the cock is wrapped by the tube and the cage is hanging on the limp cock like a bell. 😉

Do you have any suggestions?

I find I have the same problem from time to time. Sometimes I wonder if having a base ring just the tiniest bit smaller would cut down on these types of things (and, incidentally, cut down on the amount of “rooty-ness” I experience). The problem is that if I were to get a smaller ring, my balls wouldn’t be able to squeeze through, even when they aren’t swollen and filled with weeks worth of cum… trust me, I’ve tried.

My suggestion would be the simplest solution of all: don’t worry about it.

If your cage fits well and feels comfortable, you don’t really have to change anything at all. You don’t want to mess with a good thing, and it’s hard enough to get your cage fitted well as yours is. When it comes down to it, looks are a luxury but comfort is a necessity.

In fact, here’s a little behind-the-scenes secret: my cage slips down often, just like yours does. I just make it look good for pictures. Check out these pictures that I took just seconds apart:

At any given moment of the day, my cage could be nice and snug or hanging a few inches down low. I just make sure to adjust myself if I’m going to take a picture. 

So my suggestion is to just keep going with what you got. As long as the cage isn’t slipping off, and not causing and pain or skin irritations, I’d say that you’re good to go!

On Friday I decided to send cagedmonkey a few pictures while he was at work. I wanted him ready for the weekend. I had already planned out some interesting tasks for him while at work and on his way home. So it started out in the morning as I was getting dressed. I sent him pictures of way I was wearing, I thought you all would love to see, as well.

I figured, since I had my nails done in a pretty pink that my outfit might as well match. First I sent him a picture to show him what panties I picked out.

Then I knew he would love to see my large breasts so I sent him a picture of the bra I decided to wear.

I knew if I kept sending him pictures of myself that he would get more and more horny for me. Seeing me in my bra and panties is such a tease for him. I sent one last picture to show him the shirt I was wearing. I knew this one would really get to him because… Well, you look and let me know what you think!

I also gave him a task to take a very specific picture for me while he was at work. Then on his way home he was to unlock – because I had plans to use him later – and he was to get my cock hard and take a picture. Then he was instructed to keep it hard the whole way home in the car, so that I could feel it (and tease it) when he got home. After sending him the pictures, and giving him task instructions, I knew he would have no problem whatsoever getting himself hard. When he got home I took a few moments to stroke him, edge him and tease him. It was a wonderful evening, teasing him and increasing his frustration by denying him any release. 

This morning… We dropped the kids off to spend the night at grandma’s house… I wonder what fun we be in store for cagedmonkey with no kids in the house for the night!?