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.
Tease & Denial
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.
The other day our kids were driving me absolutely insane, misbehaving, talking back, arguing with me and each other constantly, etc. It was actually over the course of a couple days which, I’m sure, anyone with kids (especially on the spectrum) would know the time around a full moon or new moon can get very frustrating when it comes to behavior. Needless to say I was worn down and tired and pretty sick of being called “mean mom” because I felt like I was constantly redirecting or punishing them.
Cagedmonkey is such an amazing hubby and noticed how tired and mentally worn out and frustrated I was with their behavior. He offered to help with dinner one night and he then offered himself to me. Since you can’t go around beating your children and using the paddle on them, he offered to give himself to me to use the paddle on and take all my frustration out on. I haven’t actually had a real opportunity to spank him good recently so it really got me going and I decided, that night I would get my anger and frustration out on his deliciously sexy ass.
Just to make things hotter I decided to tie him up similar to the way we had seen in a bondage photo recently. It’s basically a “face down, ass up” position that he cannot get out of. It was extremely hot seeing him tied up that way and completely unable to move. I used the underbed restraints and tied his wrists to his ankles. Not in a “hog tie” because I specifically needed his ass up and ready to take a beating and anything else I wanted to give it.
It really helped having his face down into the mattress like that when he started to get loud at times. I just got up on the mattress and would shove his face into it telling him to be quite so no one heard him. He really was yelping and howling a bit and making some noise. We certainly didn’t want to wake the kids or alert any of the neighbors. 🙂
It seriously felt so incredibly good to spank him. I actually felt such an amazing release as I spanked him over and over, harder and harder. Each set of swats with my fantastic paddle, I could feel myself let go more and more. I usually am kinda reserved when spanking him because I don’t want to hurt him. This time, I just really let him have it much more than I ever have and good Lord did it really feel good. The release of stress, the lift off my chest. It truly was such a gift for him to say “you can have me and I will take whatever you need to give out.” I beat his ass to a beautiful shade of red.
I love how you can totally see the marks the edges of the paddle make on his ass. While I was spanking him and telling him I knew he liked me doing it (because he was hard as hell!). I teased him and mindfucked him, telling him how easy it would be in that position to make him my bitch. To put on my strap-on and just fuck his ass hard while he was face down in the mattress. I got out one of the anal prostate toys and barely lubed it and stuck it in his ass. His ass is so slutty for me that it just took it right in, hungry for it. I told him he had a slutty ass for me and it only made his cock that much harder.
After such an amazing night, we both thought I’d have some serious Dom drop. We did everything we could to prevent it and I think we did a good job. I was in such a happy fantastic mood the next day. I just kept remembering how terrific it felt to let loose. I know I could have let go more and beat him harder or longer but just that bit that I was able to felt so incredible and my pussy was so wet. I really look forward to another night like that!
I know it’s kinda crazy to be looking as far ahead as next year… but, honestly, can you really blame me? With as long as I’ve been waiting for an orgasm? But – and this might be even crazier – it’s not my orgasm that I’m focusing on. I’m assuming (guessing, lol) that it won’t be too far into next year before I get to cum. It’s the “after that” that’s on my mind.
For much of the past 3 years, ML and I have been working towards various things. At first, it was building up my comfort with the chastity cage so that I could spend longer time locked up for My Lady. Once I was able to go about three weeks without any problems, it showed that ML could keep me locked indefinitely if she chose to. And after suffering through over 6 months of denial, it’s pretty clear that ML can deny me for as long as it pleases her to do so.
ML and I have worked very hard to get to the point where she was fully in control of my sexuality and not held back by any physical limits. Now that we’ve gotten to that point, what’s next for us?
After ML allows me my next orgasm (if? Dear Lord, I hope it’s not if!), I expect us to move to a simpler arrangement – no scheduling, no “shooting for” chastity/denial sessions… even no Maybe Days. If ML wants me locked, I stay locked until she wants my cock free. If she wants to deny me, I don’t get to cum until she lets me. It could be days, weeks, months, etc. for either chastity or orgasm denial.
Since “whatever ML chooses” isn’t really a goal (it’s more just fun, which is much more awesomer), ML and I decided on some other things to work toward. We each had a list, and – not surprisingly – they were very similar. One thing that we both agree on is that we want to try some more bondage exploration. ML really wants to learn how to tie me up good and tight, and I really want her to. We’ve also received some bondage toys recently (and purchased some, too… we aren’t total freeloaders, lol), which we will be reviewing soon.
Even though (in my “desperate-to-cum” state) I’m looking ahead to next year already, I’m sure we’ll start exploring our new goals sooner than that. The question will be whether or not I can handle the intense domination that is sure to come… or if it really matters to My Lady at all. 🙂
Literal answer to rhetorical question alert!
chas·ti·ty
ˈCHastədē/
noun
the state or practice of refraining sexual intercourse.
As I was putting my cage on after shaving yesterday, I started thinking about exactly what this is that ML and I are doing. It’s easy to call it “chastity” but is it really that?
As you can see from the definition above (thank you, Google), chastity usually involves less (or perhaps even no) sex. Since ML began locking my cock in a cage, we’ve been have more – and BETTER – sex than ever. That’s like the opposite of chastity!
My Lady is in complete control of when and how much sex we have. And keeping my cock locked up all to herself gets her pretty damn horny, so we end up having sex pretty often. The cage doesn’t even stop her from having my cock when she wants it – she will have sex with even even while I’m caged, and she loves every minute of torturing me like that.
You cannot imagine how frustrating it is to feel her warm wet pussy on my cock, yet I’m still unable to get hard. My cock certainly tries, but always fails. ML has has many orgasms on my caged cock as I throb helplessly against the steel. It often feels like I could cum, but it’s only wishful thinking. I’m left as frustrated as ever, often with a painfully full cage as ML drifts off into blissful post-orgasmic sleep.
So, we will continue to call it “chastity,” even though it’s something different at the heart if it. It’s not about refraining from sex; if anything, it drives us to want it more. For us, it’s about control. ML controls me sexually, not just my orgasms but even my erections. She will have sex with me when she wants, whether she allows me to have a erection or not.
With all of the craziness of the moving and the new job and all that stuff, I feel terrible that I haven’t had the opportunity to write all that much lately. I guess getting 3.5 hours sucked out of your day just by simply commuting to work doesn’t leave all that much time for horny thoughts.
But then again… when you’ve gone without an orgasm for 176 days, those thoughts find their own time. 🙂
Now that we are settled in our new home (or at least on the way to getting there) and my work schedule is a little more stable, there will be a hell of a lot more time for me to write… and plenty of time for me to dwell in my own crushing horniness.
Yesterday, ML and I completed a major goal for ourselves in making the apartment our own – we got the new bed fully put together, placed the box spring and mattress, and finally got it “sleep ready.” We’ve been waiting so long! We finally got it done. We also had to test out if “sleep ready” also meant “fuck ready.”
Any excuse, right? 🙂
Good news to report: it passed with flying colors. No crazy kinky sex, no bondage or restraints or anything (yet)… just the regular damn fucking good amazing sex that ML and I can’t seem to stop having. 🙂 It felt so damn good, I had to text a video to one of our good friends, just to share the joy.
Enjoy, my good friends.
I think that getting…
Oh God… fuck, my wife has an amazing ass….
Ok sorry, I got distracted… as I was saying….
There was a moment during last night’s sex where I really felt that I wanted to cum. So far, yeah I’ve wanted to cum, because almost a full half year since I’ve done so, duh… but I’ve also been enjoying the denial so much, and the novelty of a year without orgasms has always made it a “yeah, we’re gonna do it” thing. But last night… it was different.
Last night I really wanted it. I wanted to say “fuck it, getting this far is enough, I really need to cum.” I seriously contemplated just continuing fucking ML until I came inside her, and I’d come up with some sort of excuse later on why it wasn’t my fault (“I swear, honey, I tried to stop, but…. El Niño!”).
I think the whole “settling in” and actually having a place to live now is not just allowing me to get back to normal, but all of the feelings that have been put off for the past handful of weeks are rushing back in one big wave. ML and I had a little bit of “standing against the kitchen counter” sex this morning, and I whimpered when I had to stop. It hasn’t been this bad in a long time… ever? Possibly.
My Lady is worried that my horniness has plateaued… I think there’s still plenty of Mt. Horniest to climb. 🙂
Today, for some odd reason, out of no where I was having a bit of “drop.” I was feeling off and emotional and REALLY missing cagedmonkey while he was at work. I could feel my thoughts race, it felt like a roller coaster. I even caught myself wondering if I should just make him cum and forget this whole denial thing. I missed him so much today that my mind was racing through ways I could feel him… Making him cum is a huge way to feel him and connect with him. It’s been 173 days since he’s had an orgasm… He’s not quite half way there yet.
I don’t really want him to cum and I’m feeling much better this evening but this whole thing isn’t that easy on a wife who happens to be a keyholder to her one and only love. Who she happens to REALLY, REALLY like sex with! Haha I really am living how incredibly horny cagedmonkey is, how badly he wants to cum when he’s being teased and edged. I will say that I don’t feel there is much difference between how horny he gets at 3 or 4 months to how horny he is now… Just sayin’
It might be time to do some extended lock up. Perhaps some No look, No touch? What do you think?
Last night, ML and I got our first chance to try out the more “interesting” features of our new bedroom set. The fact that it’s not fully put together yet didn’t stop us – the bed is not ready to support our mattress yet, but at least the frame is up. My Lady used this frame to string me up and have her way with my defenseless body.
The upper supports of the bed are pretty strong – they held up well when I pulled against them. They obviously won’t be strong enough to fully support my weight for true suspension bondage, but they will definitely be useful for ML to restrain me in many different ways.
Last night, ML cuffed my hands above my head and began rubbing her hands all over my naked body. I could feel her energy growing quickly as she touched y skin, sending shivers all over my body. She lightly tickled me, and I could only stand there and squirm. I could tell ML was very excited; she was like a kid with a new toy, she couldn’t decide how to play with me next!
ML pulled my legs back a little bit, forcing me to stick my butt out in order to maintain my balance. She then started rubbing her hands over my ass, squeezing it as she whispered in my ear how much she loved my ass. Then she swatted my ass, giving me a good hard spanking and making my ass sting.
ML spanked me pretty hard; it had been a while since she really laid into me, and I could tell she had some “urges” she needed to address. 🙂 I’m sure she would have hit me harder if she had her paddle at the ready, but my ass was still very red and tender by the time she was done with me.
(Sorry, no good pictures of my reddened ass cheeks… We still need to get a lamp for our bedroom)
After giving me my good hard spanking, ML decided to “reward” me with some hardcore cock teasing. She kneeled in front of me as she stroked my cock, looking deep into my eyes as she edged me over and over. I couldn’t help but try to thrust into her hand, searching for any stimulation that would give me a dearly needed orgasm.
Sensing that I was wanting more stimulation, My Lady fetched her wand and began using it on me in conjunction with her stroking. Soon I was moaning and shaking, softly begging ML for… I’m not quite sure if I wanted to cum or wanted her to stop. Either one would have been good, but she did neither. She continued teasing me, pushing me closer and closer to orgasm with each edge.
Finally, ML pushed me just about as close a she could without giving me a true full orgasm. She stroked me to the perfect moment, until one more stroke would drive me over the edge, and stopped… but she let the wand continue to work its magic on my tortured cock for just a moment longer.. Just as my cock began to throb, she removed the wand. I moaned in incredible frustration as my cock spasmed, bobbing in mid air as it made its futile attempt at cumming.
After a few seconds, ML grabbed my cock at the base and slowly squeezed up to the tip, pulling all of the ruined-orgasm cum out of me. She even gave me a little bit more of the wand treatment, causing me to wiggle and squirm in post-ruined-orgasm torment. My Lady was so turned on by having me so helpless and having such control over me that she laid back and treated herself to a wand-assisted orgasm while I was forced to watch from my restrained position. It was incredibly frustrating, but also incredibly sexy.
It was great to see that our new bed is going to fit our “specialized needs.” Once we get the mattress up on the bed frame, it will be exciting to see what types of fun we can have!
Recently I started working with Mistress Ivey on her new journey at Ivey’s Keys. It’s been quite fun and even a learning experience working with my subs. I am very much enjoying the interaction, the tasks and ask of the people in general.
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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.