Wife Led Marriage

Usually when I have some feelings to discuss with cagedmonkey, I do just that, I discuss it with him or use our “Communication book.” I do not normally come to the blog to make him aware of some feelings I’m having BUT I honestly think this is something not only I experience. I do believe these might be some common “wife as a Keyholder or Domme” fears or worries.

I’m sure you’ve read how cagedmonkey’s horny level is at an all time high. I’ve really been teasing him and mindfucking him rather intensely over the past month. This has kicked up his fantasy thoughts and, as he says, his fantasies are getting darker and more intense… It seems like the longer he is in chastity and denied with the combination of intense teasing the more slippery that “slippery slope” becomes and the idea of a lot kinkier stuff becomes more acceptable. I guess we’ll just see, over time, how slippery that slope can actually get.

The reason I bring all that up is because as cagedmonkey’s fantasies are getting more intense, I’m finding mine are too. I’m finding a deeper dominance inside me begging to come out. Why don’t I just let it out, you ask? Well, that’s easy, fear. I’m really scared of hubby’s reaction to something I might say. I feel this want and desire to “get into character” and when he begs say to him “No, subby hubby has not earned that” or whatever but I’m afraid of sounding too harsh. I’m afraid of him thinking I’m mean. I really want to be more direct and stern rather than playful with him sometimes but I’m scared. I could sit here and describe this over and over but I think you get it. When he begs for me to let him cum, I want to say “hell no! Go do the dishes” but instead, out of fear of being mean, I say something like, “ohhh sweetie, I don’t think so… maybe later.” Which is bull crap, that’s leading him on. I guess I want him to read this and understand I want to be more definite. I want to be much more dominant. When I ask him to do something and he tells me “can I do it in a few minutes?” I want to be able to say “I asked you to do it now, if you don’t you will get punished with the paddle before work, you choose…”

Anyway, who knows if this post will piss him off or help him to know I want to be more demanding, I want to add to my dominance, I want to require more of him. I feel like I want to make him lists of things to do, daily chores or tasks. I dunno if it’s just the timing and the built up crazy horny or what… but there it is, it’s out there now. We’ll see where it goes from here I suppose.

I love you my sweet darling boy with all of my heart and soul. I will be forever here protecting you and dominating you, whichever path we choose. Whether it be the lighter domination that we have had for 15 years or whether it grows into something deeper, something more.

Usually I have about a week or so during the month (most of the time the week or so before I start my cycle) where I’m so crazy, mega horny that almost no amount of orgasms or sex can satisfy me. It’s that time during the month where I’m craving cagedmonkey’s nice big, thick, cock the most. I just want to feel him in my hand, my mouth, my tight wet pussy while in cumming good and hard on him, squeezing him.

For some reason this month my crazy horny time hasn’t stopped! Maybe my body is making up for the lull we had while packing and moving. I don’t know for sure but it started about two weeks ago and damn if I’m not super fucking horny STILL and I’m finishing up my cycle. It’s actually worse today than it has been. At times like these that I just love that I keep cagedmonkey denied of orgasm and “hair-trigger horny,” as I call it. When I keep him that way, it helps at times like this when I’m so fucking horny and am having a hard time being satisfied. I love having his cock stand at attention for me the moment I want to ride it and cum on it.

This morning is a perfect example of how horny I am and how I love having cagedmonkey ready on a whim. I had unlocked him Sunday night so I could tease him very intensely. I teased his cock for about an hour or so Sunday night and Monday night. I edged him over and over, stroked him until he was whimpering and begging me to stop. The first thing we did before I got out of bed this morning was make love. About an hour later I was dying to get some dick and how lucky that I have one here to use whenever I want. πŸ™‚ I went to the bedroom with a dripping wet, horny pussy, slid my hand quietly under the blanket and woke hubby with a stroke of his cock. I love how his eyes get wide and he takes in a big breath when I startle him awake like that. It certainly didn’t take him long to get hard when I told him, “I need to fuck you right now.”

I climbed up, straddled him and rode his cock till I had a few orgasms. I’m so horny and sloppy wet this morning that we were both slippery, shiny, wet and gooey. I love seeing his cock glisten with my pussy juices. I was fucking him so hard, riding his cock, squeezing it with my intense orgasms that he began begging me to slow down and to be careful so he didn’t accidentally cum without permission. I have to admit, hearing him beg and whimper like that really got me going. It turned me on more, got me even hornier that I just HAD to twist myself off of him so I didn’t force an orgasm I’m not ready to give him yet. I love him like this way too much to give him an orgasm and have to start over building him up again.

So after I rolled off of him, I was laying there next to him for a second and realized how quivery and achy my pussy felt. I just NEEDED to cum again! I made him turn a bit sideways on the bed, while I laid on my back, and slide his cock in me so I could get myself off again on his big hard cock. I do love that position, it almost reminds me of the doggy style feeling and he can get in there nice and deep. I rubbed my clit good and fast and gave myself two fantastic back to back orgasms. The first one was so strong and intense and my whole body tensed, it surprised me and I kinda moaned out a “what the fuck?!” God damn that felt good. Ugh, I’m killing myself writing this right now haha. πŸ™‚

About an hour after that (just as I started this post haha) I was getting myself all worked up again – it really didn’t take much. I just kept thinking about how, if my daughter wasn’t here, I would use the hell out of cagedmonkey. I have these strong feelings of wanting to use him to – try – satisfy my extreme horny. I was thinking about how I would love to straddle his face and make him lick me to a few messy, drippy orgasms. I want to make his face shine with my pussy juices from ear to ear. I thought about how I want to slide down his chest and right down onto his rock hard cock, riding him to even more orgasms. But, alas, our daughter is here doing her school work so, I’ll have to settle for sneaking in every so often and getting myself off using his body for my pleasure.

As I said when I started writing this post and got myself all worked up again I had to save it as a draft and go get myself more of his awesome cock in my pussy. I swear I’ve cum at least 8 times already in just the couple hours I’ve been awake. Ok I have to stop writing again and go get off more haha. Oh boy, I’m going to get nothing done today when I’m like this! πŸ™‚

I don’t want to do the whole “sorry we haven’t posted in a few days” thing so I’m not going to. I’m not going to make excuses, rather I’m going to tell you what’s been going on!

Over the past couple days a lot has changed for us and our journey together in life. Really this has nothing to do with male chastity but I’ll get to that. A lot of things happened, fell into place, whatever you want to call it, for us and we had some decisions to make regarding our future. So in short: WE’RE MOVING!!!

And with that announcement (like you all care about that haha) comes so so so much work for the wife portion of a Wife Led Marriage. Now that we are moving – in a month, by the way – I have to fill out paperwork for the new house, take checks here there and everywhere, get copies of this and that and, since we’re moving school districts, I am running to get registration forms, filling them out, collecting all the stuff they want to prove we are moving, taking it back to the new school, informing the old school, returning books to the library… Ok really, you get the gist. I’m a busy freakin woman at the moment.

In a way, it’s a good thing that hubby is in lockdown 24/7 because I don’t have much time to tease and torture him all day like I normally do. That doesn’t mean I’m not mindfucking him and still teasing and having him please me whenever I can, it just means lots less.

So yesterday my one visit to him upstairs before errands was a very intense tease. He was quite literally crying into my chest because of the combined physical and mental torment I was subjecting him to. His Jail Bird was strangling his balls while I rubbed his prostate. I found that during these big long lock ups it can be very effective to externally manipulate the prostate.

I spoke so softly with my lips against his lips, telling him bad I wanted his big fat cock in my mouth, to lick it and suck it and feel it deep in my throat. I’m sure it didn’t help that I also licked him through the cage and gave him a simulated blow job through the cage. Hehe really he would have been writing this all himself but it’s hard for him to write at work lately and even harder to write on his phone.

This morning before he went to sleep after work I texted him to remind him of his situation. You know, locked in a cage, no orgasm for 6+ weeks and no erection for 2+ weeks. πŸ™‚ I guess I started to get to him because I got a couple of texts back from him.

I’m really fucking horny and desperate for a hardon

So I asked him how bad it would be if I decided to tie him up, unlock his cage and leave him to watch as his cock slowly hardened but still received no stimulation.

He said:

Really fucking bad, but I’d still like not having the steel constantly hugging my cock

Hehe I think I’m really getting to him when he’s not even begging, whimpering and crying for an orgasm anymore… instead it’s over just flat out being out of the cage for a simple erection.

So boys… Don’t take those erections for granted, you could be locked in a cage unable to even get one too! πŸ™‚

It’s getting close to two weeks now since I’ve had any time at all with the Jailbird off.

Yes, I want out.

Yes, I want to cum.

No, My Lady won’t allow it yet.

This is the exciting part for me – I genuinely want out of this cock cage and I honestly want to cum nice and hard, preferably deep inside ML’s wet and horny pussy. My requests to be released have slowly gone from the joking “Hey, can I cum tonight? Ha ha, didn’t think so” variety to the “Ok, seriously now, please at least give me a little bit of time out, I REALLY need it” type. The fact that My Lady is still in control of when and how I cum (as well as when my cock will get hard next) is the heart and soul of chastity. It’s happening, whether I want it to or not.

Which is what made this mornings’ events so difficult for me.

My Lady is going through a very “aggressive” phase of her horniness, which seems to be a pretty natural part of her horny cycle. Only this time, the intensity is off the fucking scale, I swear. She is constantly cornering me, all around the house, when I least expect it – pinning me up against a wall and forcing her tongue down my throat, pinching and squeezing my nipples, and rubbing my cage through my pants. I’m extremely reactionary to this treatment; in fact, I can’t help but moan loudly now when she touches my chest because my nipples are so sensitive from so much held back sexual frustration. It’s these moans and reactions, she tells me, that have been driving her desire through the roof.

This morning, when ML visited me before I went to sleep, she straddled me and began kissing me. She began grinding her hips down onto me, and I couldn’t help but thrust back against her. She let out a deep growl and began to squeeze my nipples as she kissed me, and I moaned throughout the kiss. This must have flicked a switch or something in her brain, because next thing I know, her hands are all over my body and she is thrusting harder at me, and she was making all kinds of sexy moans.Β When I looked into her eyes, though, I saw something I didn’t expect.

Pain.

Before I had a chance to ask what was wrong, she told me: “I need you. I need to fuck you. I need you inside me!”

Ummmmmm……. OKAY!

What I said instead (stupid, stupid!) was, “Are you sure that’s what you want?” ML stammered and babbled, but the most consistent part of her answer was, “I don’t know.”

The “fucking horny, needing to cum” part of my brain sensed an opening. I’m not proud, but I started trying to talk her into it. I tried everything. I reminded her that if she let me cum, there was still a good four months left in the year to deny me. I told her she could just unlock me and let me inside her pussy… knowing full well that it wouldn’t stop there, but hey, gotta get your foot in the door, right? I begged her just to take the cage off, just so she could play with me and touch my hard cock that she was missing so much. She kissed me deeply and sensually, perhaps mainly to get me to stop talking.

I sensed she was wavering.

Then, she abruptly broke the kiss and leapt off of the bed. Heading for the door, she said over her shoulder, “Okay, I have to leave the room, right now! Or else, I might… I dunno, I might….” and she trailed off as she closed the door.

Fuck, I thought, I missed my opportunity.

Then I got a text message on my phone on the nightstand: I can’t do this baby. I can’t not have you….

I wrote back: If you really REALLY want my help here, I will back off and let you cool off. Is that what you want?

Her response: That’s my problem, I just don’t know….

I texted her back and told her that whatever her decision was, I would be okay with it. That’s why I gave her complete control like this. I’m fine with whatever she chooses, as long as she chooses. I told her that if she needed to, that she should put the key away somewhere out of her reach if she feels she is too tempted to use it. Because if she came upstairs again with the key, I wasn’t going to ask her if she wanted my help resisting again.

Honestly, I couldn’t. I wanted to cum too much. It was real. The need was just too great to resist. Itw as a miracle that I even stepped back as much as I did and gave her room to breathe. I think that if I had pushed harder, I may have gotten her to break. She was THAT much off balance. But, as much as I wanted to be unlocked and to finally feel an orgasm course through my body, to feel that release of cum as my cock gives in to the pleasure… I didn’t want to take her control back.

She didn’t come up to visit me again.

Again… fuck, I missed my opportunity. πŸ™‚

When I came down later, I asked ML how she was feeling. She responded with a kiss and a cage squeeze, but I could feel her energy – much more dominant, much more controlled, extremely stable. My Lady was back. She had a moment of weakness, but she made it… along with help from anΒ surprising source.

 

I’ve gotta say, being woken up by my handsome guy spreading my legs and feeling his warm wet tongue slide between my pussy lips really is amazing. To feel so wanted that he has to just taste me and please me even if I’m sleeping.

Ya know, up until about a year ago I would have gotten so pissed and/or pushed cagedmonkey away had he ever tried doing something like that. As a matter of fact it’s something he does a couple mornings a week or in the middle of the night when he’s home from work… again, up until last summer this would have really irritated me.

It’s little blessings like these that make me incredibly grateful that we worked so hard at repairing our marriage and our intimate relationship. We work everyday at continuing to repair and renew our emotional and physical relationship. I really believe that because we have done the work to have what we now have is why chastity and our WLM work so well.

Ok so maybe not one single day but I thought I’d show the world that not every single minute of our lives is consumed by sex and playtime. To be honest it’s really only a small portion but because those are the parts we write about most, it may seem like our days revolve around sex, teasing and denying. Really my days look a bit like this:
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My couch is usually covered in whatever I’m working on that day. I’m menu planning, couponing, managing the house, doing laundry, cooking, dishes, running the kids here or there, etc. I’m not saying cagedmonkey doesn’t help with that but he will look to me if he’s not sure what needs to be done when. I’m constantly writing lists and sometimes have lists for my lists. I even have a list off sexual stuff in interested in doing, doing again or trying. Lol it keeps me organized and keeps my life less chaotic. I keep a schedule of what is happening most days (doctor appts, lessons) on our Google calendar so that both of us get the notification. I also use the calendar to remind hubby when something needs to be done. It’s a great tool. πŸ™‚

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Looking for ideas to spice things up?


Today really isn’t an errand filled day, laundry is mostly done and the kids are playing outside with the neighbors. So that gives me time during my menu planning and shopping list making to go upstairs and give cagedmonkey a little attention. This morning I have him restrained to the bed because, while he’s sleeping, I plan to surprise violate him… I’m going to quietly go up the stairs and slide the lubricated dildo in his ass which is how he will wake up. Normally he’s waking up to my wet pussy practically dripping in his face and he’ll immediately lick it up… Today I’m feeling he needs to feel Dominated, taken, used – however you want to put it. I know that he’s craving a real bondage session where he is taken advantage of and I plan to show him a small bit of that today inbetween the normal things I do all day.

I know we’re going to have a fun day. πŸ™‚

For the last few days I’ve been keeping cagedmonkey as hard as can be for as much of the day as possible. It started the other day with my Change in Plans and I decided to continue through today since we have a 12 hour car trip.

Cagedmonkey gets no reprieve from me even while driving the car. As a matter of fact I’m totally getting off right now at the power I have. His hands are stuck on the steering wheel, so he’s almost in bondage while I tease and torment him. He has to keep very quite and keep a straight face so he doesn’t alarm the kids in the back seat of my teasing.

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I just love watching him as he works so hard to concentrate on driving while I’m making swirls on his sweet spot to the music on the radio. Squeezing out the beat around his shaft as the drums pound, pound, pound through the speakers. Small, tight, maddening strokes that he can do nothing about. πŸ™‚

Now he’s sitting next to me with a wet spot on the front of his shorts hehe. Good thing we have a few hours to go till we stop for a break. Either the wet spot will dry or be worse, depending on my mood! Haha

Since October 2013 I have had cagedmonkey locked in one cock cage or another. He mostly been in his Mature Metal Jail Bird because it is comfortable, easy to clean and easy to tease him in. When I say he’s been locked since October, I mean that, just about everyday he has had his dick wrapped in steel. There are a handful of days where I’ve given him some time out, to relax and once in a while even have an orgasm. πŸ™‚

Yesterday, I unlocked my toy so I could have all day access. I wanted to be able to grab it whenever I got the chance, to stroke him and edge him and then walk away. I wanted to be able to instruct him to go “2 & 2” which is my new code for go in the bathroom and stroke 2 times for 2 mins each. Sometimes I change it up and do “1 & 3” or “3 & 30” even. It’s so fun to force him to go edge himself, no matter where we are. Like one time we were out and I specifically asked a woman where the bathroom was and said to cagedmonkey “there’s the bathroom, I know you need to use it so see you in 1&1” πŸ˜‰

I literally edged hubby yesterday every hour, sometimes it was a few times during the edging too. We even went downtown to watch the fireworks and I snuck an edging in then too. He did have to work last night as well and, since October, I don’t think he’s ever left the house without me without his cage on. I wanted to keep playing all night long so I told him “you will go to work tonight without your cage on. I trust that you will be my good boy and not touch my toy unless instructed to.” Through the night at work he was told to go use the bathroom and follow my edging instructions. He was also required to show me pics and he even sent me a bonus and I got a video of one of his edgings.

For a good 24 hours cagedmonkey was teased and edged whether he was with me or not. Although, don’t think that just because he got home from work that he is able to sleep uninterrupted. I’ve already been up edging him still and I’ll be up often today to stroke him and edge him and then walk away. It is so much fun to keep him frustrated and on edge. He’s such a good obedient boy for me. It pleases me so very much to be able to play with him like this. I’m so in love with my subby hubby!

Since the other day when cagedmonkey had his Temporary Release, I’ve been thinking. I really enjoyed, I mean REALLY enjoyed having the access to his cock. I seem to have the old “my eyes are bigger than my stomach” thing going on sometimes. I had this grand plan of keeping hubby locked through till August. Obviously after the first three weeks that went to the crapper haha. Then comes my decision, do I keep him locked up now with zero release for the month of July our do I save that for another time?

Let me tell you what’s been roaming the kinky streets in my mind. Over the last couple days I started to realize how much I can’t do when he’s in 24/7. The focus is completely on me, and on serving me. There is only so much service I want or can tolerate. I have a very fond love for teasing and I start to feel bored and useless if I’m not able to tease the way I want. I want to be able to edge him, I want to be able to drag my nails up and down his shaft, to simply rub or lick that sweet spot on the underside of his cock. One of the things I miss most is probably sucking his cock and getting him to the edge my mouth. I miss feeling his big thick cock in my pussy anytime I want, edging him over and over with my tight pussy. Gripping his shaft as I cum hard on his cock.

Yup, I AM getting turned on writing this!!!

Anyway, I feel like 24/7 robs me of some of my control. Maybe if I could stand a one-sided relationship, where I get literally everything and he gets nothing (isn’t that a slave relationship?), then maybe I could leave him locked 24/7 longer. I really just enjoy tormenting him. I enjoy forcing him to endure my teasing. I love forcing him to feel things that are otherwise enjoyable to the point that he is wanting, needing and begging for them to stop because they have become very UNenjoyable!

So I think it’s about time to go up and sit on hubby’s face until I cover it in my gooey, yummy cum. Then I think I’ll restrain him, plug him, unlock him and edge him. I want to edge him with my whole body, my hands, my mouth, my boobies, my pussy. Then again, I’m in charge, maybe I’ll be satisfied with just cumming on his face. πŸ™‚

When I think about what happened yesterday, I can’t help but chuckle. After my little self imposed Tease & Denial trial I was extremely horny. I was, quite honestly, contemplating saying screw it to my “You aren’t getting out of that cage for one second till August”thing and getting myself some nice big thick cock in my pussy. I was aching to fuck cagedmonkey, aching to feel him inside me filling up my pussy and pounding away at me until I came nice and hard on his cock. Well… let’s just say, I don’t feel that way anymore hehe I’m good to go til August now! πŸ™‚

Yesterday morning I went up to do my morning visit and facesitting. When I walked in the bedroom cagedmonkey was softly snoring. I gently knelt on the bed, careful not to wake him too soon, and straddled his face. I just love the deep gasp that happens, practically in my pussy, as he realizes he’s buried in it. Without pause he began licking, tonguing and softly kissing my pussy and clit. It was not long before I was gyrating my hips back forth, rubbing my pussy from his nose to his chin, covering him in my pussy juices. I felt those waves of goodness surge up through me as I grabbed the wall in front of me and leaned against it hard, pushed down on to his face and my pussy muscles squeezed and gushed cum onto his face and in his mouth. Mmm I just love the feeling of his wet scruffy face and his goatee between my legs.

I backed myself down his chest and stomach to straddle his Jail Bird caged cock. I could honestly feel him bulging out of the cage with my sensitive pussy lips as I slid the cage between them. My pussy was so wet and gooey that it was like instant lube for the cage. I couldn’t help myself, I needed to fuck him so bad. Cage or not, I wanted to feel him, to have that close intimate moment with him. To look him in the eyes as I came hard on his cock and covered him in my cum.

At first I rubbed him over and over between my pussy lips, sliding back and forth on his cage as he moaned and whimpered. I positioned myself so that his cage was between my lips and the end of it was at my opening and looked him right in the eye as I slid him into me. I loved hearing his moan deepen as I took him inside me. I know, in the Jail Bird, that he can kinda feel it when he’s in me like that but not fully. I do think he was at the point, he began whimpering and begging for me to let him cum. He was practically crying for an orgasm. I know deep down he knew I wasn’t letting him out of the cage but, as bad off as he was, I don’t think it mattered.

While I was riding his cage I looked him intently and simply said “do it, try to cum.” His eyes got big and his voice sounded as if he were sobbing and he asked “can I really?” I told him if he was really able to cum in that cage to go ahead. Haha poor guy tried so hard and did manage to… uhhh… have something that may have resembled an orgasm. He told me his cock surged, it tried to press against the bars, it tried to throb and push out cum but because of the cage nothing happened.

So there he was, covered in my cum, wishing he’d actually just cum rather than ruined a perfectly good orgasm. I climbed off of him and he lay there grunting, moaning and whimpering in the fetal position because he was now worse off than he was before the ruined orgasm. Awww my poor baby, hornier than ever with no real orgasm in sight… except mine! *giggle*