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Coffee Talk: The unexpected little things in the BDSM lifestyle

Posted by OwnedsubJohn on February 18, 2026
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As I was enjoying my coffee this morning I was reflecting on an early experience…

I am reflecting on something that happened the first time Michele and I got together. I am reasonably experienced in the BDSM Lifestyle. I certainly haven’t tried everything but I am aware of most of the BDSM lifestyle through the eyes of others.

This particular memory is from the first time Michele and I were together in person. Before we made the trip we spent a lot of time talking about all the things that we each liked, and didn’t like. One thing that we both knew we wanted to experience together was some pain play. I believe it was on the last day, before we actually had time to play with the whips and the paddles. One thing that is beautiful about our relationship is that we don’t do anything just because we talked about it. If the timing isn’t right we wait until it is.

We finally had the time and the situation was right to get out the canes. We had discussed a few things before hand, mainly that we wouldn’t leave marks where they were visible when I was dressed. We had discussed that there were no places on my body that were off limits as long as we were being safe. Michele did an amazing job with the canes. She put beautiful marks on my ass, my back, the back of my thighs. And then came the surprise, she caned the bottom of my feet.

Bottom of feet caned

I had never had the bottom of my feet caned. I hadn’t ever heard of that much less thought about it. And Oh, My, God did it hurt. Really fucking hurt. The “Oh shit, is she ever going to stop” hurt. I’m sure it wasn’t all that long and probably not all that hard but boy was it ever intense. The funny thing is that now I crave that. I may have even asked for it. I don’t think I would want that all the time but sometimes it just feels so good to be so vulnerable. So close to the edge. The anticipation and anxious feelings before hand are such a rush. And then the pain. I am a bit of a pain slut, so yeah, I get off on it. Not always in the moment (did I mention it really fucking hurts?) but thinking about having that done, like I am now, gets me aroused. Thinking about when it has happened brings all that wonderful vulnerability right back to me. I am so grateful and blessed to have Michele in my life to experience all these wonderful things.

I love hearing your thoughts, please leave a comment or send us an email

John

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Why “Never” Becomes “Maybe” in BDSM: Understanding Hard Limits

Posted by Michele on February 15, 2026
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Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about hard limits in BDSM and how they can change over time and whether I like that or not. When we started out on this journey, we went through a few of those checklists you find online. Back then, we didn’t know much about fetish and kink… some, yes, but we were young, naive, and didn’t have the internet! The lists asked us to mark each item as a Yes, No, or Maybe, helping us define our boundaries and preferences. Over time, many of the Yes and Maybe items were tried – some we loved, some we didn’t – and a few even shifted between the two. That third category, “no way am I into that,” has changed too, showing how trust, consent, and experience can shift our BDSM boundaries in ways we never expected.

I have seen chastity being called the “slippery slope” before and I’m not sure if that’s completely true or not. I really think that once you begin to accept yourself for what you enjoy sexually, you begin to open up to other thoughts and fantasies. You are introduced to ideas you may not have thought of and some you might want to try out for yourself. What I’ve realized is that most hard limits in the beginning are not about the act itself. They are about identity.

When we first label something as “absolutely not,” it is usually because it threatens how we see ourselves. It challenges our story. The strong man doesn’t submit. The independent woman doesn’t control. The respectable couple doesn’t do that. Those aren’t sexual boundaries. Those are ego boundaries and ego boundaries are loud. Here’s the thing no one tells you when you start exploring BDSM: safety allows curiosity. When trust deepens, the nervous system relaxes. When you feel seen and not judged, you can examine a fantasy without it meaning something catastrophic about who you are.

That’s when limits start to move.

Not because you were pressured. Not because you were coerced. But because the fear that held the line in place softens. Chastity is a perfect example. At first glance it feels extreme. It can look like humiliation, like loss, like giving up power. For many men especially, it confronts cultural programming head on. Sexual access equals masculinity. Control equals strength. So locking that away feels like erasing part of yourself. But, when it’s chosen, when it’s consensual, it becomes something else entirely.

It becomes “intentional vulnerability.”

And vulnerability, when offered willingly, is one of the most intimate forms of power exchange. It says, “I trust you with the part of me that I was taught to guard.”

That is not a slippery slope. That is a door.

The deeper psychology behind a lot of what we do is not about pain or denial or control in isolation. It’s about transformation. It’s about taking something that once felt shameful, forbidden, or threatening and reframing it inside a container of consent and devotion. The brain is incredibly adaptive. The more positive reinforcement we experience around an act, the more the emotional charge shifts. What once triggered discomfort can begin to trigger arousal. What once felt scary can feel intoxicating. That doesn’t mean every hard limit should disappear. Some should remain firm and respected forever. Some may never have been true limits to begin with. They were unexamined fears.

I think growth in BDSM mirrors growth in life. The more secure you feel in who you are, the less rigid you become. You can hold paradox. You can be powerful and surrendering. You can be nurturing and sadistic. You can deny pleasure and still be deeply loving. So when a “never” becomes a “maybe,” I don’t see that as sliding downhill. I see it as self knowledge expanding. That expansion only happens when communication stays honest, when consent stays enthusiastic, and when both partners feel safe enough to say yes or no without consequence. Hard limits in BDSM should evolve intentionally, not impulsively. They should be revisited with conversation, not assumed. And they should always be rooted in mutual desire, not silent expectation.

Because the real depth of BDSM is not found in how far you push a boundary.

It’s found in why you want to move it at all.

What’s on your “Yes, No, Maybe list?

Michele

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OwnedSubJohn – About me

Posted by OwnedsubJohn on December 19, 2025
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It is time for an introduction. I started a long post about how we got where we are today. Then, I decided that can wait, first I should give you an idea of who I am.

If I had to choose a single word to define myself, it would be submissive. This is not a phase and not a bedroom preference. It is who I am at my core. I have known that I was meant to be submissive since I was a teenager (and that was a very, very long time ago). In many areas of my life, I am strong and capable. I make decisions, I take responsibility, and I lead when necessary. And still, when it comes to Michele, I surrender completely. That surrender does not diminish me. It centers me and gives me purpose.

I live the BDSM lifestyle. I am owned by Michele. This is not something we role play or visit when it feels exciting. There are no scenes. No timeouts. No pretending. This is twenty four hours a day, three hundred sixty five days a year, woven into how I wake up, how I move through the day, and how I go to sleep.

As you can see in my avatar I am collared all the time. Not only symbolically, but also literally. And I wear a cage on my cock, always, but you probably already figured that out. These are not accessories or occasional reminders. They shape how I think, how I feel, and how I exist. They remind me of who I belong to and who I am. They are a part of me.

There is a lot more to me that I’m sure we will get into over time and throughout our upcoming posts, such as the fact that I am a masochist. Pain gives me strength. I am energized by pain. Not any pain, but pain given to me by Michele. I need to receive this from her as much as she needs to give it to me. We fit perfectly.

Pain gives me strength

I am also a slut. I like being used. Sexually and otherwise. I love to serve Michele in any way she desires. Sometimes by giving her a mind blowing orgasm (often more than one) or by doing the dishes or putting away the laundry. It is all satisfying to me. At times she likes to have me do things to entertain her or just keep us connected. Sometimes it is to remind me that I am hers. Sometimes it is simply to keep us connected. Whatever the reason, I do it willingly and happily.

None of this is small to me. Every act, intimate or ordinary, feeds the same need. To serve. To please. To be useful. To submit.

This is who I am. As I said, there is a lot more, the rest of the story will come, no idea if I will. 🙂

Please comment or email if you would like to know more before my next post.

John

Chastity Technology

Posted by Michele on December 9, 2018
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I saw this on Amazon the other morning and thought, “wow, wouldn’t it be awesome if they had smaller bluetooth locks?” Could you imagine small bluetooth locks on chastity cages? I wonder if something like that would work. Also, would that work for remote locking & unlocking?

Technology has the potential to make chastity and other fetishes very interesting! Could you imagine controlling what someone feels from a distance? Controlling the access to their bits and not even being there with them. Or even worse, being there and messing around with them? We’ve already started to explore some of the Bluetooth buttplugs and other devices. They seem like they have so much potential. 🙂

It’ll be quite interesting to see where technology takes us next when it comes to fetishes and bdsm.

Howling at the Moon

Posted by Michele on July 22, 2016
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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!

Bound By Rope

Posted by Michele on March 2, 2016
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Cagedmonkey and I finally had a day together, alone in the house all day. Since mid January, our daughter has gone back to school full days which means there should be so much time during the day for play. It just so happens that this area we live in is very “snow day” happy. Every time we’ve had a day come up where cagedmonkey was going to be home some crazy weather anomaly would happen and they would cancel school. It was extremely nice to finally get a day to spend together doing whatever we wanted.

The very first thing I made him do was get the lotion and give me a leg and foot massage right after the kids left on the bus. It was so nice to sit back and get pampered by my subby hubby. Something as easy as a little leg rub felt so good and made me feel so special. After that I instructed him to get the rope from our toy bin and I proceeded to tie him up in a kneeling hog tie rope thing. I’m by no means perfect with my rope skills but I did the best I could and he was bound pretty securely.

While kneeling there, bound, I stroked his cock and teased and edged him. Over and over stroking as he whimpered. Pinching his nipples asking him if he was my good boy? Asking if he was my slutty boy? Asking if he was so horny he would humiliate himself by humping my hand? I made him kneel there and tell me “yes, ma’am, I’m your horny slutty good boy” while he rocked back and forth humping my hand. Hehe it turns me on right now thinking about it.

I took control, once again, of what kind of stroking his cock was going to get. I edged him a couple more times and well, had myself going so much that I accidentally edged him one stroke too much and out dribbled a little cum. It wasn’t a full on ruined orgasm, there really was no twitching or anything, but it was enough that a few drips slowly fell to the floor below.

Of course we couldn’t have an un-punished ruined orgasm so I made him hobble his way over on his knees to the side of the couch, he laid across it and I used my paddle to spank a nice red into his ass cheeks. Since his hands were so nicely tied behind his back, I straddled his back and used his fingers on my wet pussy while spanking him. I was so fucking turned on by the noises he was making I came good and hard on his hands and back and squirted a little puddle onto him as well. It was quite a hot moment. I love the sounds he makes when I spank him, it just soaks my pussy!

So that was the way our morning started the other day. We had a few things to go and do during the day so we did pick up again later in the afternoon… You’ll have to wait to hear about that from Cagedmonkey. 🙂

Feeling My Control

Posted by Michele on July 16, 2015
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A little while ago we took a small break from, “you’ll be locked XX long…” and “you won’t cum for XX days…” and things got very relaxed and unknown and, dare I say, UNFRUSTRATING. It was ok and it was nice not to have to plan things out for a bit but it also made me realize I actually enjoy planning things out. I enjoy knowing what I will be doing next and, even if I decide to change things along the way, having a basic plan for things makes things more comfortable for me and cagedmonkey (I think). A few weeks ago I decided that, as a couple doing the male chastity thing, we needed some good intense D/s feelings. I wanted cagedmonkey to feel a deep sense of my control. With the relaxed unknown there also seemed to be less feeling of control.

To put that sense of control back in full force, I decided to keep cagedmonkey locked 24/7 in his Jail Bird with zero release. I figured a good month would get him in the proper, super horny and submissive mindset. Well it certainly has not taken that long to get his dick to understand as he wrote. I actually love that he is back to being full time horny as fuck and dripping precum!

Not only did I feel we needed some cage time without parole but I knew with the relaxed attitude and everything else going on (ie. Job searching, moving, etc) that the dominance and intensity level were sinking. I think we’ve both felt it. I mean, we both know who’s in charge, but the servicing and pleasing me part was quickly becoming nonexistent. I know why I backed down from the domination and it’s because cagedmonkey was already stressed out enough and, I feared, pushing him might cause some pretty bitchy behavior. I don’t like bitchy behavior.

So the other day, now that hubby’s new job and our new home is settled, I felt it was time to bring back the aggressive, domination. I started using cagedmonkey for my pleasure all day long and utterly frustrating him. His cage was pushing hard away from his body and his cock struggling so hard against the confines of his Jail Bird. I restrained him to the bed and visited very often using his face, caged cock and any other part of his body to get myself off. He was left there all day covered in my cum. He ultimately broke the cuffs that day, so we will have to get another pair that are comfortable enough for him to sleep in and for long term.

It’s been fun bringing back my dominance and letting out my aggressively horny self. I love the way he looks at me when I grab him and take him and get forceful and aggressive. That “holy shit I love this” look in his eye as I do things to him and make him please me just the way I want to be pleased.

I can’t get enough and I look forward to letting more of my natural aggressiveness take over in the coming weeks. I’ve got powerful cravings for power and control and dominance. Hubby has a week off at the end of July, too and I plan to take advantage of his time off work. 🙂

Fantasy: Obediently, I Lift My Legs and Arms Back Up

Posted by Michele on April 30, 2015
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Since giving my girlie sub,Lizzy the task of looking up predicament bondage she’s started to fantasize about it. One of my subs requirements is to share their fantasies with me. This is one that got me extremely hot, including the aftercare, so, I had to share it here!

Here is her story: Deep Breaths

Deep breaths, I tell myself, deep steady breaths. My legs are tied together, rotated so the tops of my feet are touching. I hold them in the air, unaided, barely keeping them up high enough so the strings attached to my ankles don’t pull on the nipple clamps they’re attached to. My core burns, pulling pathetic whimpers from my throat. I am thankful for the bar I can rest my legs on, just low enough to painfully pull on my nipples but high enough so if my legs give out, I don’t seriously hurt myself. I decide to lower my legs. With a loud groan and a high pitched squeal, I rest my core but stretch my nipples a good inch or two. My chest heaves with my breath as I try to adjust.

My arms begin to shake above my head. They’re tied together and connected to a counter weight, so if I lower them the dildo right above my mouth will lower into the O-ring holding my mouth open and choke me. A small sob escapes me as the dildo falls with my arms. My muscles may get a break, but I don’t.

“You’ve gotten a lot stronger since we started doing this,” My Lady remarks conversationally from her chair next to me. The only response I can give is a strained, choked, muffled wail. She laughs lightly as she rises. “You know, you’ve done so well today, keeping yourself taut for so long, I think you deserve a reward.”

She moves behind my legs where trying to look at her is a horrid strain on my eyes. I just stare at the ceiling instead, waiting. “You’ll only get your reward if you keep your legs and arms up though,” the condition is delivered in her happy singsong voice. I try to say, “Yes Ma’am,” but what comes out is more of a guttural noise than anything else. Obediently, I lift my legs and arms back up despite my screaming muscles. That’s when I hear the sound of the Hitachi. I am more motivated to keep myself taught than ever in this moment. It has been a month since my last orgasm and I will do almost anything to earn one.

When the vibrator touches me I can’t stop the screams and pleads flying from my throat, scrambled and turned into senseless noise by the gag. My legs fall for a moment, pulling my nipples suddenly and causing the vibrator to be removed. Almost sobbing, I pull my legs back into the air, praying for the strength to keep them aloft. The vibrator returns, only this time with a sleeve. The attachment slips into my vagina and presses against my g-spot and clit. Bucking and thrashing, I struggle to keep my limbs up. I want this so bad. I NEED this! I scream in my head.

Somehow, despite myself, despite the burning pain in my body, I last. Somehow, I make it to screaming orgasm. Lights flash behind my eyes and I feel liquid gushing from me. The vibrator remains on and in me for a minute after I am finished, My Lady chuckling as I twitch around it and fall limp. I feel like my limbs are made of lead and I’m flying far away from my body. All too soon, the climb to orgasm begins again, forcing me to lift my legs for better access and pleasure. Right before I hit another, the vibrator is taken away. “Don’t get greedy now sweet little thing,” I swear I can hear her smile in her words. Without stimulation, I fall limp again, feeling like a rag doll. As I faintly feel fingers untying the ropes around my ankles, I close my eyes and allow myself to rest.

The pain of removing the clamps brings me back to myself with a short shout and fast whimpers. The dildo already gone, my arms untied, my legs resting on the floor, the only thing left was the gag. It left my mouth with trails of saliva clinging to it. My head is pulled into My Lady’s lap and I instinctually move to please her. Confusion muddied my cloudy mind as she told me no and moved my face away to rest on her thigh. Have I done something wrong? I speculate as I turn to look up at her. I love to please her, to make her cum. I couldn’t fathom why she’d stop me.
“You are much too tired. Rest sweet girl, you can thank me later,” she softly explains, stroking my hair. I nod weakly, my head barely moving. We sit there for a while, silent. With a kiss to my forehead, she pulls a pillow under my head as she rises. The way she looked there, the light behind her head like a halo, she looked like a Goddess. “Be right back,” reassures the Goddess above me. Smiling, I give another incremental nod and close my eyes, slipping into sleep.

She returns with water and chocolate. “Do you want some water?” she asks, sitting next to me again. I open my mouth and give a soft “Ahh,” prompting a giggle from her. A straw is placed on my lips and I drink my fill. Water runs in the background. I perk up slightly, glancing between My Lady and the doorway. “I thought after all that you could use a bath,” she explains, rubbing my side and back gently, “A nice warm bath sound okay?” I smile dopily at her. I am loved, warm, and safe and cared for.

I can’t wait to repay her.

Thank you my sweet Lizzy girl for the amazing story and for being such a good girl sharing it with me and ultimately our readers. 🙂

What is Predicament Bondage?

Posted by Michele on April 30, 2015
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I could write out some long descriptive post about what this is but it’s been done so I will mostly borrow the words written on the Predicament Bondage Wiki page. If you want a little more information or read into the different uses you could check there. I plan to only talk about the bits of predicament bondage that intrigue me. Perhaps as I do more of my own research I’ll get more interested in other uses – you know how research and time tend to expand my interests a bit once fantasy gets involved.

So, one of the reasons this came up is because both hubby and my girlie sub Lizzy are kinda the same. They both have a thing with being put into difficult situations. So I had both of them do some research on different types of predicament bondage. Lizzy was to look up the general sense and cagedmonkey was to look up Asymmetrical Bondage. Both of which put your sub in a difficult position.

So what exactly is Predicament Bondage? Predicament bondage is the art of restraining a person in such a way that there is a limited number of positions in which they can be, each of which are so uncomfortable that they are forced to shift their weight or position. Upon doing so, they place themselves in another equally uncomfortable position. It basically causes a sub to have to choose or alternate between the two positions, each of which carry their own pain. The default position is typically intended to cause muscle fatigue, such as standing on tiptoe. If they get too fatigued they have another option to choose which is usually a more physically painful position, for example letting themselves lower their weight and stand regularly while forcing a rope attached to their genitals to pull taut and cause pain.

One of the intriguing parts of predicament bondage is how it could be used in orgasm denial. Imagine hearing your dominant say, “you can cum but you’ll have to move up on to your tip toes to position the wand correctly and as you do that the rope will cause pain to your nipples.” Or something to that effect anyway. After being denied for days, weeks, months, are you willing to cause yourself pain to have that desperately wanted orgasm?

The sadistic side of me gets such a thrill thinking about watching someone try that. Giggling as I hear them grunt and moan. Agonizing over the decision. Such sadistic fun! 🙂

Another interesting but type of bondage is asymmetrical bondage which is more about causing a submissive’s body to become confused and off balance. It is when the body is bound in an asymmetric way, as in one leg bound bent up and the other straight. There isn’t a whole lot out there on this, that we’ve found, but we at least get the idea. When you bind the body in this way it throws the brain off since most of your body moves or works in symmetry. It’s an interesting concept anyway and we are still looking into it more and more.

Tame That Bitch – Bitch Tamer Stockade and Sex Machine

Posted by Michele on April 7, 2015
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A few weeks ago I order a surprise piece of equipment for cagedmonkey and I. Something we have been looking at for a long time and fantasizing about as well. He had no idea I ordered it until he saw the delivery address on the box the day it came. I order the “Bitch Tamer Package” from the Ken’s Twisted Mind website. The package comes with the Sneaky Pete fucking machine and the custom doggy style bondage stockade. We opted for the waist bar with the pad just in case I felt so inclined as to leave cagedmonkey looked in it for extended periods. We also got the leather wrist and ankle cuffs as well because none of the cuffs we currently have are of that type of quality. If we are going to do it, we might as well do it right!

The stockade itself comes apart and can be pretty easily stored in a duffle bag or under a bed. It can be assembled quite quickly in my opinion as well. The quality of the product is outstanding and very well made. The steel frame is done in black and is very sleek. It is not overly heavy but very sturdy during use, no wobbly parts, even though it is in many pieces before putting it together. Hubby was able to wiggle it over on the carpet but it wasn’t easy and there is no way for him to get out of it.
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It’s got many parts that are adjustable. The height of the steel locking collar, height of the waist pad, width of the restraint bars and the overall length of the stockade itself.
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We had no issues setting up the stockade. The pieces all fit together perfectly and there was nothing missing. We did have one issue with one of the vertical bars being welded just off enough to cause a “lean” but I simply emailed Ken, sent a pic to show him and he’s mailing me out a new piece.
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The other change we decided to make was to the ability to adjust the length of the overall stockade. The stockade comes with two cross bars for the ankles and wrists to attach to. The one bar is a through bar, so you can adjust where it sits on the middle one but the other had a closed end which you can see in the pic above near the steel collar bar. We contacted Ken and asked him to make us a second cross bar that goes through so that we can adjust where both the ankle and wrist bars are on the middle frame. We think it’s going to be better to have that one more adjustment if I ever got locked in the stockade… I’m a bit shorter than cagedmonkey! 🙂

I really cannot say enough good stuff about this equipment. It’s really well made and shipping was within a week, so total it was about a week to make and deliver from the time I ordered. Customer service, so far, has been pretty outstanding. I get a response fairly quickly when I email. I haven’t had to call but that option is there too. I love that this is a small business in the US and that means we are supporting people out there trying to make it and we get really fast, cheaper shipping with it being in the US.

Cagedmonkey fits rather well in the stockade but with his elbow issues we are unable to use it for extended periods just yet.
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If you can see, he’s reaching just forward with his arms, which is why we wanted the adjustable cross bar. We want to be able to bring his arms back just slightly so it’s a bit more comfortable. That way I can leave him locked up like that for longer periods and have time cause the discomfort rather than the stretching forward.
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It really is a sexy piece of equipment and we can’t wait to put it to full use fulfilling the many fantasies we’ve both had about using it. Due to hubby’s pending elbow surgery we can’t get him locked in there and try out the attachable fucking machine yet.
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However, that doesn’t mean I can’t just use the fucking machine to tease and torment him without using the stockade. I did get the Fleshlight and the attachment to go with the machine. It also comes with a Vac-u-lock attachment for use with any Vac-u-lock dildo. You can get a lot of different accessories with this machine for various things and they are all pretty reasonably priced at the Ken’s site.

Looking forward to the many uses this machine and stockade have and the many hours of fun in our future.