Tease/Orgasm Denial

Today marks 242 years since the adoption of the Declaration of Independence. Coincidentally, today is also one month since the start of my latest (and what will be longest?) bout of orgasm denial. There’s really no connection there, other than the fact that I seem to be obsessed with all things sexual lately due to being so horny.

ML has yet to re-attempt a long lockup time, but I have a feeling it’s coming soon. The question is whether or not I am looking forward to it, also. With the caveat of saying that I love absolutely everything we do, I’m not sure if I’d rather have my dick out or locked away at certain times.

Sometimes it feels like I’m just torturing myself by hoping for time out of the cage. After all, I know I’m not going to get an orgasm no matter what attention my cock gets, so it’s just going to end up as one big frustrating tease. Sometimes I wonder if I’m better off staying in the cage until My Lady wants to use me.

But then I remember how damn good My Lady’s pussy feels on my cock.

It really is amazing, and totally worth the frustration of being repeatedly denied. I am very lucky that ML feels the same way about me, instead of only wanting me out of the cage to torment me… although, sometimes, that is her goal for releasing me.

This weekend is Cagedmonkey’s birthday weekend. His actual birthday is on Monday, so I decided the weekend before I would spend overloading him on orgasms. My plan is to try to make him cum so much he’s actually asking me to STOP making him orgasm. Once he’s to the point that he can’t physically orgasm anymore, I plan to use the vibrator to overstimulate him as much as possible.

You may be wondering why I plan to do this and the simple answer is that, starting on his birthday, he’s going to be locked and denied for an indefinite amount of time. I’m thinking a good 6 months of denial sounds good to start. Once we get there I may, or may not, make him go another 6. 🙂 The actual lock up won’t be that long but I am planning on having him go 24/7 for a good chunk of time. I want him aching in the pit of his stomach, desperately needing to get hard and even wanting to orgasm.

I can’t wait to flaunt the fact that I get to have as many orgasms as I was, as much as I want, and even get to make him provide me the pleasure of those orgasms. I very much love to see and feel how frustrated he is when he’s aching for sexual attention and so jealous of my orgasms and the orgasms of others! It’s fun when friends brag to him about the orgasms they get to have when he’s locked and denied and wanting one so bad.

It should be a fun year 🙂

A few minutes ago, Cagedmonkey, left for work. As he turned to walk out the door I pulled his pants down, pushed him against the door and grabbed his ass and groped his body and caged cock. Then I turned him around and grabbed him by the throat and back of his head and kissed him hard.

In that moment, I felt so powerful over him. I love feeling powerful, especially sexually. I love feeling in charge of my own pleasure and his. I love to feel his body almost melt at my powerful touch. I love hearing his moans as I grab him and forcefully kiss him and bite his lips.

I know that if he didn’t have to leave for work I would have very forcefully fucked him in that moment. I would have made him pleasure my pussy with his mouth and tongue and then slide his thick rock hard aching cock inside… If he were uncaged, of course. I could totally see myself grabbing the sides of his head and shoving his face in my pussy, rubbing it all over him.

I love when I’m feeling powerful like this, forceful and aggressive. I know that CM likes it too. I love that feeling of taking what I want, when I want it.

There’s really nothing super special about today. Just a regular old Sunday, hanging around the house.

I’m crazy fucking horny.

This is just how my life is now – I’m perpetually in a state of horniness, wanting sex, and needing to cum. Even as I sit here writing this, I can feel my thighs putting pressure on my cock and making it worse. Just the act of sitting is making me sexually crazy.

It seems as though all of this time with extremely reduced orgasm frequency is starting to catch up to me. Even after so long, I’m not getting used to it – it’s actually building and becoming even greater. It’s like I have a certain baseline need for sexual pleasure inside me, and when I’m denied and fail to meet that baseline, it just keeps rolling over. Eventually, I’ll reach a point where no amount of orgasms will ever be able to truly satisfy me, because I’m so deep in the hole already.

Here’s the scary part: all of this is going through my mind at a time when playtime between ML and I has been patchy at best – we haven’t had a truly intense play session for a while. But just our base level of sexual connection is enough to leave me simmering on a lazy Sunday morning.

I’m truly fortunate that ML isn’t bothered by my now-permanent mindlock on sex. I can’t help myself from squeezing her boobs or grabbing her ass for no other reason that she happens to be within arms reach. Although, it is her fault, after all.

When cagedmonkey and I first started out with chastity and realized we’ve always been living an FLR it was because of Mistress Ivey and her amazing, easy to read, down to earth books and website, Becoming a Mistress. I’m extremely appreciative of the work she’d put into all of it so that I could become a better wife and woman in charge of her husband.

Yesterday, I lost a friend. Today I take a moment to remember an amazing woman and her hubby, who’ve I’ve gotten to know much more deeply, on a much more personal level, in the past few years. I’m sad to learn of Mistress Ivey’s passing but I know that she’s left behind an awesome legacy and she will not easily be forgotten. She will be forever missed and we are sending our love prayers and love out to her husband and the rest of the family. She was a wonderful author, woman, wife and mother.

Thank you for all of the knowledge you have shared through the years and all of the experience you leave behind. Even though you are not physically with us you will continue to teach and mentor as the years go on.

Sometimes, waiting just a little longer makes everything right.

Melissa and Bethany had been dancing around meeting up for a couple of weeks – it just never seemed to work out for both of them on the same night at the same time. They spent the whole time flirting with each other, and Melissa found out that Bethany was somewhat of a tease, as well. She had no doubt in her mind that when they finally got together, that they would both thoroughly enjoy teasing Tom into a frenzy.

But waiting was a whole different type of tease! Days passed with near misses here and there, until finally their schedules worked out and they were all able to “go out on a date” together.

Even with all of the flirting, there was still some nervous tension in the air. Tom was especially nervous – he was aware of the fun little conversations taking place between Bethany and his wife, but he didn’t have much of a clue what those conversations were about. He wasn’t aware that Melissa had told Bethany all about his fantasies of tease and orgasm denial, and he wasn’t aware that Bethany had expressed an interest in exploiting those fantasies.

The three of them met at a bar for their first date, and after a couple of drinks they became very comfortable with one another. They felt so natural with each other that, more than once they had to remind each other not to talk too loudly in order to avoid letting people nearby eavesdrop on their dirty conversations! The nervous tension began to melt away, and they were soon sharing intimate details with each other without even a second thought.

“So, what does it feel like when your cock tries to get hard in the cage?” Bethany asked Tom. She had been peppering Melissa with questions about male chastity for about a week, curious about what they found so exciting about it. She had heard about how Melissa enjoyed the feelings of power and control over Tom’s cock, but she was still interested in Tom’s point of view. She was more interested in the physical aspect of it – how it felt when his cock wanted to get hard so badly, but couldn’t.

“It’s a really tight squeeze,” Tom answered. “The steel holds me back without any give whatsoever, so if my cock gets hard it has nowhere to go.”

“It must be tough when she’s teasing you with those beautiful tits of hers.”

“Yeah, it can get quite painful.”

Bethany laughed, “I really gotta see what that looks like….”

“Do you wanna see?” Melissa interrupted.

“Well, yeah, of course,” Bethany said, “but… here?”

“No, not here!” Melissa said. “Come home with us, you can see it there.”

Melissa and Tom hadn’t intended to invite Bethany back to their place, and Bethany wasn’t expecting it either… it just sort of happened! But less than an hour later, the three of them were home and in private, Melissa slowly tugging Tom’s underwear down so that Bethany could see his chastity cage.

“Wow,” Bethany said, “it’s actually really sexy!”

“I know, right?” Melissa agreed.

“Can I… can I touch it?”

“Well…. since he can’t do anything with it when it’s caged up like that,” Melissa said playfully, “I guess so.” She looked up at Tom and smiled as Bethany cupped his caged cock and balls in her hand.

“Geez, the steel is so heavy!” she said. “That’s not uncomfortable?”

“I’m used to it,” Tom answered.

“Oh, you want to see uncomfortable,” Melissa said as she began to take off her shirt and remove her bra. Her huge boobs spilled out and she began to rub them against Tom’s cock cage. His cock began to swell inside the cage, and Bethany giggled.

“Ooooh, look! He likes your tits, too!”

“Of course he does,” Melissa replied. “Wanna see it get even worse?”

Melissa whispered in Bethany’s ear for a few moments, and Tom could see a wicked smile growing on her face. When Melissa was finished, Bethany looked at her and simply nodded.

“Honey,” Melissa looked up at Tom, her tits still rubbing over his slowly hardening cock, “be a good boy and go get the rope for me.”
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Tom was in the middle of multiple dimensions of frustration.

First dimension: Melissa had tied his wrists and ankles tightly to the chair, restraining him in a comfortable but immobile sitting position. No matter how badly he struggled, he would be sitting there for as long as Melissa wanted him to.

Second dimension: his cock was throbbing inside of his cage, with no room to swell or expand as it so badly needed to do.

Third dimension: Melissa and Bethany were sitting across his lap, both of them completely naked, touching and caressing each other and enjoying every moment of it. He had a front row seat , so to speak, as they kissed each other and fondled each others breasts. And it wasn’t just a show, either – both of them were fully enjoying it. It started out as fun play, just a little bit of kissing and touching, but it soon progressed into a full on making out, groping and squeezing session that only two incredibly turned on people could produce. He watched as their tongues danced together, as Bethany occasionally dipped her head to suck on Melissa’s dark thick nipples, and he listened as they moaned together in pleasure. He swore he could feel the heat from both of their pussies on his legs, and he whimpered and squirmed uncontrollably when their naked skin would brush against his cock as it bulged through the bars of his cage.

Fourth dimension: He was being completely ignored throughout all of this! He had thought about this fantasy before, but it involved the two women teasing him. Now, his presence wasn’t even being acknowledged by the ladies in his lap; he was merely just a piece of furniture to them. They climbed over him and readjusted themselves better to be able to kiss and lick each others’ bodies, with complete disregard for where he was being touched.

He watched as Bethany basically worshipped the curves of Melissa’s body with her tongue, tracing soft wet lines up her stomach and through her cleavage. Melissa’s back arched as she moaned loudly, and Tom felt his mouth watering. Next, it was Bethany’s firm ass rubbing on his caged cock as Melissa’s mouth explored her body.

“Awwww,” Bethany pouted playfully, “does Tom want some attention?” She wiggled her ass against his cock, making it throb even more.

Tom threw his head back in frustration, “RRRRgh, yes!”

“And how does a good boy ask?”

Bethany must have been getting pointers from Melissa on how to push his buttons during the past week, and she was doing a good job of it! “Yes, please?”

“There’s my good boy,” Melissa said as she squeezed Tom’s cage in her hand. “You think you can handle some attention from both of us?”

Tom swallowed hard and took a moment to think it over.

“Not sure, huh?” Melissa continued. “Well…. looks like we’ll have to wait and see….”

Earlier this week I expressed, to cagedmonkey, how much I’d been missing the nightly teasings, like we used to do, and having him bound to the bed. I miss the way things were in the beginning when he was almost constantly horny and edged and we would ruin orgasms. You know, all that fun stuff that comes with orgasm control and me being in control of his sexual pleasure.

So last night I had cagedmonkey unlock, before we went to munch even, because I played with him a little in the car on the way and even gave him a couple good cock squeezes while we were there. It certainly helps when I have a Mistress for a best friend who was sending him pictures of her sucking one of the dicks she owns. Those types of pictures and someone willing to flaunt their sexual fun are always helpful in keeping CM very horny and frustrated. Hehe I have the bestest friends, don’t I? 🙂

After were got home, I took him into the bedroom for some playtime. I secured his wrists and ankles to the bed using our under bed restraints. By the way, they are getting old and soon I’ll need new cuffs for them! Anyway, I got him tightened down and he was already getting hard! I love that more and more he’s becoming the “hair trigger horny” that I love so much. Each time I tell him to go edge himself it takes less than a minute to get hard and on edge! It’s amazing!

I spent the a good amount of time stroking his cock, edging and teasing him with the wand. For the last half an hour of our little session there I alternating putting the wand on his sensitive spot juuuuuuuuust to the point he might cum and then I’d take it and place it directly on the tip of his penis and just vibrate it and overstimulate the head of his cock until he was wiggling and pulling against the restraints. I loved hearing every moan and groan and whimper.

I did end up doing a little bit of “post orgasm torture” but don’t think he got a typical orgasm. I certainly ruined the hell out of his orgasm with the wand and his overstimulated head. He was really whimpering during that. I very much enjoyed having some old school teasing with CM last night. He really seemed to be effected and I know he’s feeling frustrated today.

It started out as an innocent attempt to increase the excitement in their sex lives.

Michael and Emily had been practicing chastity for almost a year, alternating as each other’s keyholder. They enjoyed how horny being locked chastity made them, how desperate and needy they became for one another. The only problem was their conviction – they could only keep themselves locked for a week or so maximum before the desire was too strong to resist. They wanted to go longer, but they couldn’t. They turned to Sophia for help.

Sophia was a good friend of Michael and Emily, they had met through meetups and get togethers through the kink community in their area. Sophia had a husband who she also kept in chastity – Michael and Emily were always amazed at how Sophia could keep her husband locked up for months at a time. Sophia’s husband had also not had a full orgasm in over 8 months, and she had no plans on allowing him to have one any time soon.

“There’s no way I would be able to go that long without Michael’s cock inside me,” Emily once told Sophia. “I think I’d die!”

“Oh, you’d be surprised,” Sophia replied.

So, when Michael and Emily realized that they would need help taking their kink to the next level, they turned to Sophia for help. They agreed to let Sophia hold their keys for a year and be in control of when they would be unlocked and allowed to have sex with each other.

“You’re sure you want this?” Sophia asked. “If I’m in control of the both of you, I’m not going to go easy on you. In fact, I would do everything I could to make it a living hell for both of you, because that’s what I enjoy…”

“We are sure,” Michael said. “We are ready for this.”

They were not ready for this.

It only took two weeks of being locked in chastity 24/7 for Michael and Emily to realize they were in way over their heads. Michael and Emily were absolutely desperate for some sort of penetrative sex with each other, but Sophia would not allow it. She kept both of them locked up tight in their chastity belts, letting the need build slowly. Michael and Emily felt the ache growing with each passing day, but could do nothing to fulfill their desires.

After a month in chastity, Sophia had basically turned Michael and Emily into sex starved maniacs. Even just the thought of sex would cause Michael’s cock to swell and throb in his cage, and Emily could feel her pussy nearly dripping through the steel plate over her crotch. She sometimes found herself absentmindedly stroking the chastity belt, wishing she could be rubbing her pussy instead. When Michael noticed this, he would whimper to himself, wishing he could take advantage of his god-awfully horny wife.

After two months of chastity, Michael and Emily were both desperate for an orgasm. Emily found herself grinding her pussy against objects during the day, rubbing herself against the counter as she cooked or fruitlessly humping a pillow as she tried to sleep. Michael could feel his underwear brush against his cock through the bars of his chastity cage with almost every step he took. Sophia used their desperation against them during this time, upping the intensity by introducing the couple to some bondage games. Sophia would tie Michael and Emily up together chastity belt to chastity belt, and wedge her wand between the two of them. When she turned the wand on, it vibrated the steel around both of their sexes, and it didn’t take long before both Michael and Emily were frantically thrusting into each other trying to get off. But the vibration wasn’t enough to get either of them off in chastity, it only made things worse.

After three months, Michael and Emily seriously began to regret asking Sophia for her help. They had hoped that she would occasionally unlock them for some sexual contact, but Sophia had kept them locked constantly. They could plainly see that Sophia was enjoying this even more than she thought she would – having two chastity slaves to play with was even more exciting than just one! Sophia tortured Michael and Emily by inviting her husband over, letting him out of chastity, and forcing them to watch him fuck her all night long. Sophia’s husband was more than happy to participate, as Sophia allowed him to cum more times that night than he had for the entire last year combined! Emily watched as Sophia’s pussy was stretched by her husband’s cock over and over, and Michael watched as Sophia’s tits were covered in cum. Would they ever get to feel that again with each other, or would Sophia keep them locked up forever?

Sophia answered that question about a month later by telling Michael and Emily that she would be unlocking them for the first time and allowing them to have sex with each other, but it would be on her terms. Michael and Emily quickly agreed – how bad could it be if they were finally going to be able to have sex?

They had no idea how evil Sophia could be.———————————————————————

“Please!” both Emily and Michael were begging. “Please, faster! PLEEEEEASE!!!!”

Sophia was incredibly turned on by the scene playing out in front of her. She had spent weeks thinking of the perfect situation to torture Michael and Emily with their own desires, and she had finally come up with the perfect way to do so.

Sophia was sure to restrain both Michael and Emily before removing their chastity devices. After being locked up for so long, it was frustrating to not be able to touch themselves, but being unlocked was enough of a release… for now. Sophia had placed Emily in her steel stockade on her hands and knees in doggy-style position, complete with a locking collar and waistpad to hold her in place. She was strapped down tight to the waistpad so that she couldn’t move her hips even the slightest inch. Michael was on his knees behind Emily, with his hands cuffed and attached to the ceiling above him. His predicament was what Sophia considered to be her masterpiece.

Michael’s balls were held in a tight grip by Sophia’s fucking machine, pulled slightly down and away from his body. There was not much discomfort when the arm of the fucking machine was pushed forward, but he felt the pain of being tugged when the fucking machine cycled backwards. This prevented Michael from thrusting into Emily’s pussy out of synch with the rhythm of the fucking machine. Sophia had also rigged the fucking machine with a firm backrest that caused the fucking machine to push Michael forward, forcing his cock into Emily’s pussy with each thrust. Essentially, Sophia had turned Michael into a flesh-and-blood fucking machine, able to easily control him with the turn of a dial. Michael would fuck Emily at the pace Sophia wanted, regardless of how fast or slow either of them wanted him to.

Of course, Sophia had no intention of allowing Michael to fuck Emily hard and fast, like both of them so badly craved. In fact, Sophia had set the fucking machine for the slowest speed possible at the moment, causing Michael’s cock to sink into Emily’s pussy at an excrutiatingly slow pace. Each thrust of his cock took at least five seconds to plunge fully into Emily’s pussy, and another five seconds to pull out. After only a few minutes of this slow fucking torture, Emily began to try to move her hips back onto Michael’s cock. The stockade held her in place, but she couldn’t help but try. Sophia was getting very wet watching Emily’s futile attempts at impaling herself on Michael’s hard cock. Emily’s body was moving on its own accord, her shoulders hunching back and forth trying to get any type of movement going, but her pussy didn’t move an inch back or forth. Soon, Emily was wailing loudly, her entire body trembling as she could not contain her frustration any more.

Michael found very quickly that the pain of having his balls pulled was not bearable enough for him to fuck Emily in the way he wanted. He certainly tried, but could only manage an inch or two of penetration before he needed to pull away. Even if he could take the pain, having his balls pulled in that way would definitely prevent him from having the orgasm he so badly needed. Michael could only slouch against his restraints, taking only what the machine was giving him, silently begging for the machine to speed up so he could cum. Occasionally, his hips would involuntarily thrust forward in a fit of uncontrolled desire, causing him to yelp out in pain as the machine pulled his balls forcefully.

As Sophia had promised, Michael and Emily were in hell. They wanted nothing more but to have crazy hot hard fucking sex with each other; Sophia had put them so close to what they so desperately needed, but she wouldn’t give it to them. She only tempted them with it in the worst way possible. Michael and Emily reached their breaking point within minutes of each other, both of them crying out and begging Sophia to make the torture end. Tears were streaming down Emily’s face as she couldn’t take it any longer, and Michael had gone limp and was reduced to a broken mess of sexually tortured flesh.

But Sophia let the torture continue.

Sophia watched as Michael and Emily went through stages of frantic frustration, to deflated acceptance of their fate, and back again. Each time she could see the moment of change: their bodies shaking back and forth trying to gain some control of their situation, and then sagging lifelessly in their restraints. They would shout, cry, scream, wail, and then fall silent as Michael’s cock mindlessly penetrated Emily’s pussy over and over.

But Sophia let the torture continue.

Sophia watched the couple, rubbing and teasing her wet pussy as she enjoyed the scene. She wanted to draw it out so that Michael and Emily would be forced to watch her have a massive orgasm while they were teased mercilessly. She let her pleasure build and build, her moans getting louder and louder. As it became clear that she was about to cum, Michael and Emily couldn’t help but stare as Sophia brought herself to a huge, screaming orgasm.

Sophia was surprised by the strength of her orgasm – she was enjoying torturing the couple a hell of a lot more than she thought she would, and her orgasm was fueled by the intense feeling of power she felt in the moment. Even her orgasm was killing them, and that made it even more sweeter.

Once Sophia had come down from her orgasm, she reached for the control for the fucking machine. She looked directly into Michael and Emily’s eyes as she turned up the speed. Both Michael and Emily cried out in response to the increased pleasure.

“OH MY GOD!!!!” Emily screamed as Michael fucked her harder and faster. Michael was grunting loudly as the machine forced his cock into Emily’s tight wet pussy. They both were racing towards an orgasm they had been desperately needing for so long. The machine pounded Michael’s cock into Emily’s pussy as they were both ready to cum…

Suddenly, Sophia cut the machine off on an outstroke, leaving just the tip of Michael’s cock inside Emily’s pussy.

“AAAAAAAAAH!” Emily shouted in horror, as her pussy began to spasm. “NOOOOOO!” Emily shoved herself back, desperate to get Michael’s cock back inside her as her pussy suffered through a ruined orgasm. Her pussy lips sucked at the head of Michael’s cock, trying to pull him in so that she could experience some sort of pleasure from this long-denied orgasm, but it was no use.

Michael had thrown his head back, ready to fill Emily’s pussy with a load of cum when the machine stopped. “UGGGGHHHHH?!?!” was all he could manage as he looked down at his cock just barely in Emily’s pussy. He watched as her pussy pulsed around the head of his cock, and he felt himself falling over the edge. He tried to hold back, knowing how frustrating a ruined orgasm would be after all of this. He gritted his teeth, squeezing hard and trying to hold his load in…

The pressure and need to cum was just too much; Michael’s ability to hold back failed, and Emily’s greedy pussy ended up bringing Michael off, his cock twitched through a ruined orgasm. His cum spilled out of his cock and into Emily’s pussy. Emily felt Michael’s cock pulsing, and she knew that he, too, was suffering through a ruined orgasm. Each of them was cumming, yet neither of them were able to fully enjoy it. Emily cried once again as she felt the ache building in her pussy once again.

“I hope you enjoyed fucking each other and your orgasms, because once Michael gets soft enough, you’ll both be going right back into your chastity cages…. I’m not through with you guys just yet. If you think this has been intense, wait until you see what I have in store for you for the rest of the year…”

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.

A couple of weeks ago cagedmonkey and I celebrated our 15 year wedding anniversary. We had a weekend to ourselves to celebrate, thanks to Grandma. My morning, on Saturday, started with a naked subby hubby cooking me a delicious breakfast. Then, we enjoyed relaxing together as I had planned a full day of control over him. I had decided our weekend together would be a complete, and I mean complete, control weekend. He was to ask for everything, eat when/if I allowed him to, drink whatever I told him to. I even enjoyed a snack while allowing him a snack as well.

A little while ago I picked up a new bondage item and wanted to try it out first. So I had cagedmonkey lay down on his stomach and put him in the new… harness, I guess I’ll call it. It forced him to have his legs up and his back arched and head up while his wrists were cuffed near his chest. The awesome part of this thing was that I could totally get on all fours in front of him and force him to eat my pussy and ass and there was nothing he could do about it.

Once I was sufficiently satisfied and he was covered in my pussy juices, I stood up and simply said, “I’ll be back.” I left him there, laying on the floor, bound in that position, smelling me while I took a long, hot, shower. He had no clue when I would be back or what was in store for him when I did return. I’m sure he was aching with anticipation. After my shower, I came back and laid my fresh, clean, shaved pussy in his face and made him lick me to orgasm.

I did finally allow him out of the harness and I told him we were going in the bedroom so he could please me where I was comfortable. I had him uncage my big thick cock, however he was still not allowed to feel inside my warm, very wet pussy. The only thing I allowed him to do was set his cock on my clit while I used the wand to have another orgasm.

Such a tease to be so close but still unable to feel my pussy squeeze around his cock.

While I was enjoying my orgasm, cagedmoney really didn’t enjoy that I left him with a ruined orgasm, all over my pussy lips.

The poor guy so desperately wanted to feel me. I loved seeing the anguish on his face. I love causing him so much frustration… So much that I can see it on his face. I love knowing he wants, so badly, what in in control of. All of the sexual pleasure he’s aching for and only I get to give it to him… or not!

I’ve decided to break this anniversary weekend, post into two, so please continue reading about what happened in the evening here in Part 2!