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It’s been a little while since I posted; with all of the drama over the past couple of weeks, it’s been difficult for me to get the time to post, much less the motivation. All of this craziness, along with ML’s cycle had thrown a wet blanket over our libidos. This is precisely why it felt nice to finally get back to some sexy fun teasing games last night.

After some kissing and hot and heavy touching following the kids’ bedtime, My Lady suggested that we move to the bedroom and find something on TV to watch. “I’m going to tease your cock for a little bit,” she said with a wicked smile. Not much longer after that, we were in the bedroom and ML was attaching the cuffs from under the mattress to my ankles and wrists.

My Lady began by touching me everywhere on my body except my cock. She lightly dragged her fingernails up my stomach and chest, my body rising up to meet her touch. She then caressed my hips, sliding her fingertips up the sides of my body, making me shudder in the process. It felt wonderful how she was loving every part of my body, not just the parts that were desperate for her attention. Soon I was moaning from just a touch of her fingers.

Her hands surrounded the base of my cock and balls and she squeezed gently, drawing a sharp gasp from me as my hips thrusted upwards. This was not acceptable to My Lady, and she sat with her legs across my midsection, holding me down as she stroked my cock. I tried to thrust up again without success; I was cuffed and held down by ML, unable to move.

My Lady continued stroking my cock constantly and steadily as my body began to shake and shudder. The stimulation of her hands felt amazing, yet the frustration began to build as her stroking continued. My inability to get any more stimulation only added to the frustration. Soon I was pulling on the cuffs that held my hands and feed immobile, but ML still didn’t break her rhythmic teasing.

Once my frustration led to my whimpers of need, My Lady decided to make things worse for me. She stroked me hard and fast, right to the edge of orgasm before letting go of my cock, leaving it to twitch and pulse on my stomach. She edged me four or five times, the last of which she brought me as close as she possibly could to the edge without giving me a ruined orgasm. We both watched as my cock spasmed, waiting for the telltale ooze of cum that signals a ruined orgasm… but after about ten seconds of twitching, my cock stopped its not-quite-orgasmic dance and laid still on my stomach.

“Wow, that was hot!” ML said, obviously excited over how far she had pushed me. I looked at her with pleading eyes as she took my cock in her hands once again. “Let’s see if there’s any cum in there that didn’t make it out,” she said as she squeezed my cock with both hands. She wrapped her hands around the shaft and rubbed my cock between them – ML called it her “start the fire” move, I’m guessing you can imagine why. My cock began to leak gooey precum as she did this, dripping down the shaft of my cock and lubricating her teasing hands. Cuffs or not, I couldn’t lay still during this, and I pulled against the restraints as she mercilessly tortured my oversensitive cock. She continued rubbing my cock until the flow of precum slowed, then she stroked me hard and fast to the edge once again. I was moaning loudly by this time, unable to even think about staying quiet. I begged her not to stop, cried out to her… but of course she didn’t let me cum. She released my cock from her grip at the perfect moment, once again leaving me hanging on the edge of cumming without pushing me over.

I was completely drained of energy; I barely even noticed when she undid the cuffs on my wrists and ankles. I was still trying to catch my breath as she rolled over, saying, “Time for bed honey, turn off the TV and come snuggle with me.” I did as I was told, pressing my body up close to hers, my teased and tormented cock pressing against her back. I couldn’t help but grind against her a couple of times, making ML giggle. “Goodnight, my sweet boy,” she whispered. I drifted off to sleep smiling, grateful for the opportunity to please My Lady by enduring her teasing.

Some of you may know and some of you may not but for a while now, I’ve been looking for a submissive girl to have as a plaything. A good little girl to be mine, to play with how I want, to corrupt. Not just any girl, because I actually want to build a friendship and a relationship with this girl. Sort of like having myself a girlfriend on the side. I have been looking locally, only to find that most were fake or just playing games and not really into actually meeting. I am looking to experience real life play but decided I would expand my reach a bit.

I started with a simple f4f post on Reddit in the BDSMPersonals and, good Lord, some of the responses from Reddit are simply comical – in a not so good way! I have met a couple good people and gotten to be friends from there but the crazies made me pull my ad down and take a break. I was still looking through, though, in hopes of finding a f4f post by a sub looking for a Domme. I should say I put hubby on the task of finding them and passing them along to me. Basically I was making him look for a girl for me to play with. Which, in itself is kinda hot and very frustrating to him to think about the fact that I want him to find the girl in going to make him watch as a cuckold him with a woman. Tied up and locked in his cage as he watches me get pleased by a woman, as she makes my pussy cum and it’s dripping down her chin.

The fun part is, I want to do the same to her, tease her, deny her and force her to watch me get pleased when she is dying to be the one making me cum. I want to dominate her, bind her, spank her, control her. I really had given up hope, if I’m being quite honest. I didn’t think this girl even existed.

Then I got a link texted to me from cagedmonkey. At first I left it sit in my messages without clicking on it. I just really was tired of people. After a bit I gave it a chance, when I read it I was like, “yeah right, he must be crazy, she’s half my age!” Ya know what, I said fuck and sent her a message. I quite simply said “I want to chat more, message me,” pretty much because I figured she wouldn’t so why prove myself haha. I mean, what could happen, she’d be fake, we’d talk for a bit and then conversation would trail off like it always does. Well, not so much! Haha the weirdest thing happened. This girl, we’ll call her Lizzy here, and I clicked like crazy and couldn’t stop talking. We both actually wanted to hear from the other and we talked, for days! It was so much fun – it IS so much fun – getting to know each other. Now an even hotter thing is that she and hubby have started chatting and getting to know each other too. They are almost exactly alike! It’s like I found the girl version of him, I love it! I find it interesting to think that my hubby is chatting away and becoming friends with someone who is basically my girlfriend and who I am hoping I get to see in person to cuckold the hell out of him with.

I have had so much fun, recently, taking bits of control away from Lizzy. I love to hear her call me ma’am. I love to make her follow my instructions and do things to her body for me. She’s my little pain slut too and I love to hear her whimper. I can’t wait to dig deeper with her, to touch her deepest darkest fantasies.

For now I leave you with these images – I mean how could I not be turned on and want to control that body?
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And damn! She’s just so delicious looking, I can’t wait to get her on her knees, bind her arms behind her, wrap my hand in her long dirty blonde hair and just rub her face in my sloppy wet pussy.
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Friday night was “date night,” our chance to get the kids out of our hair and either go out somewhere for dinner or even just go home and enjoy a house empty of children. With the kids gone, My Lady and I were excited to give our new toys from KTM a try, seeing as it’s hard to set up and use either the stockade or the fucking machine without worrying about the kids coming out of their bedroom and into the living room. With the house to ourselves, there were no such concerns, so ML and I aimed to try them out before I would be out of commission due to my elbow sugery next week (maybe….).

We fetched the toys from the bedroom closet and brought them out to the spacious living room floor. Along with the stockade and the fucking machine, we brought out the fleshlight attachment and the vac-u-lock dildo ML had purchased earlier in the week.

(Side note: I’m not completely oblivious; when the vac-u-lock dildo arrived in the mail, I was a little confused as to why it was only five inches long. Knowing that ML enjoys my significantly larger cock, I wondered why she ordered one so small. I even asked her if it was for me; she said that she didn’t want to go too big for her first try with the machine. I just wanted to point out that I’m not totally in the dark all the time.)

Since I already had a trial run with the machine, it was My Lady’s turn to give it a test drive. She laid down on her back while I positioned the machine between her legs (we really need a name for this thing, other than “the machine”… I’m going with Pete, considering that the name of the model is Sneaky Pete). I began at a slow pace, moving the dildo into and out of ML’s pussy while being careful to watch her to make sure there were no “aiming incidents.”

I was worried that ML might react in a “meh, it’s ok but no big deal” way, but my concerns quickly vanished when she started moaning and reached down to rub her clit. I quickened the pace a little bit, and she started to roll her hips just the tiniest bit. She was starting to enjoy it, rubbing her clit faster, pushing herself to her first machine-induced orgasm. She moaned louder as her orgasm hit, and I let the machine continue fucking her as the pleasure pulsed through her body. As her body continued to tremble, her pussy gushed and squirted as the dildo continued to drive into her pussy. I slowed down Pete as she came down from her orgasm. The smile on her face told me all I needed to know about her opinion of the using the machine.

Next, it was time to try out the stockade. ML and I adjusted the bars to fit my height, setting the waist pad to a position where I could not move my hips and locking the collar so I couldn’t move or even turn my head. It felt amazing to be locked onto it, completely unable to move or adjust my body even the slightest bit. ML had me right where she wanted me, and there was absolutely nothing I could do to prevent her from doing what she wanted to me.

My Lady took a moment to spank my exposed ass until I yelped in pain. Then I heard movement behind me. I tried to turn my head, but the collar prevented me from seeing anything behind me. ML and I had talked about my fantasy of using the fleshlight on me in the stocks, and for a moment I wondered what was taking her so long to get set up. Then, as it slowly dawned on me that ML was able to do ANYTHING, I felt the rubber cock brush against my ass cheek. “Oh God,” I thought, as it became obvious what ML was going to do.

Before I had a chance to beg ML not to, she slid the well lubed dildo into my ass. “Relax,” she said, “it’s going in whether you want it to or not. Just relax.” What choice did I have? I tried my best to relax as she pushed the cock in further, unable to hold back a moan as it slid in deeper. After a pause, with ML graciously allowing me a chance to prepare for what was going to happen, I heard the machine’s drive shaft come to life.

The fake cock slowly pulled back almost all the way out of my ass, then just as slowly stroked back into me. I grunted as I took the full length of the dildo in my ass. In and out, Pete did not stop filling my ass over and over. ML varied the pace, speeding up and slowing down randomly, preventing me from completely adjusting to what was happening. She gave me fast strokes, using the machine to pound my ass. She also gave me incredibly slow strokes, forcing me to feel every inch of the dildo as it slowly violated me.

It was a very intense experience; I had so many thoughts and feelings swirling around in my head and my body. It’s hard for me to keep the thoughts in a particular order, so I decided to just make a list of the things I remember. In no particular order, here are the things I felt and thought about as I was slowly pegged over the better part of an hour:

– I felt completely powerless. The stockade prevented me from moving or even wiggling away from the machine, and it took no rest while it was fucking me.

– I knew we had to pick up the kids at some point, but I had no idea what time it was, as the stockade’s prevented me from turning my head to see the clock. I had no idea how long I would have to endure what was happening to me.

– I felt humiliated. I will admit that when ML used a slower pace, the stimulation on my prostate felt very good. I started moaning because of the pressure building up, and ML started to chuckle, saying that I was “moaning like a little bitch wanting to be fucked.” And, to be honest, that’s how I felt. She was right.

– My cock was dripping precum non-stop. The prodding of my prostate caused my cock to leak like crazy, and I wanted to be stroked so fucking bad. But during the whole ordeal, ML only touched my cock once, squeezing a big gob of precum out of it. The rest of the time, my cock bobbed and twitched, and my hips kept trying to push forward to search for some kind of stimulation. Of course, I couldn’t even move an inch because of the waist pad.

– There was one point where I just kinda gave up and let the machine fuck me. I’m not sure if ML sensed this in me, but she turned up the machine to fuck me faster. The dildo pushed against me, and I felt my body rocking back and forth in the stocks the slightest bit. I immediately pictured what the women look like in porn movies when guys fuck them from behind, rocking them forward with their thrusts. At that moment, I realized the machine was turning me into it’s little slut, and ML was controlling all of it.

– ML came around to the front of the stocks to use my face to please her pussy, but the collar prevented her from getting a good angle. She even got on all fours in front of me and shoved her ass in my face. My mental image of this was fucking insane: Pete pegging me from behind, pushing my face forward into ML’s ass and pussy as she used me like an object. Fuck, I got so turned on. But the collar still prevented ML from getting exactly what she wanted. She ended up unlocking the collar so she could move my head around more freely.

– ML sat on the couch and put her feet up on my back as she watched tv… OMGWTF???? That was when it hit me that this wasn’t going to be some quickie fun play… ML was going to leave me there for as long as she wanted to. It was at this point that I started to beg her to please stop. She said, “No way… I suggest you start liking it because it’s going to be a while before you’re done.” I nearly began to cry after that comment. That’s when it really started to feel like I was being raped. The slow deliberate pace of the thrusting was an even bigger mindfuck.

– I came very close to safewording, but not because of the pegging… my hands were starting to go numb! That, plus I was concerned about my elbow being stressed for so long… rightly concerned, as it turned out, because my elbow was stiff and sore for quite some time after being let out. After my recovery, we need to work on finding a better position for me in the stockade, one that I can be put in for as long as ML wants me there so there.

All in all, it was quite an amazing experience. It’s one of those “I’d definitely do it again… Just not this weekend” things. My ass is still sore from the rough treatment I received, but I’ll admit it’s a type of sore that turns me on. The next time (who knows if/when that will be), I wonder if My Lady will take her turn in pegging me in the stocks!

So, just a quick post because I’m really not in the mood to do anything more (you’ll understand why in a moment).

Today was my elbow surgery… or i should say i was scheduled to have elbow surgery. That’s an important distinction, because I ended up not having the surgery after my blood pressure went nuts. For a more detailed description of what happened, check out this TIFU post I wrote on Reddit.

So yeah… I’m pissed off, annoyed, disappointed… Just about any negative emotion you can mention, I’m feeling it right now. Today was supposed to be the first step in being pain free for the first time in over ten years. Instead, now I’m looking forward to more time gutting though elbow pain at work, inability to play certain bondage games with ML because of my arm strength limitations (forget hearing about how it feels to be locked in the stockade for quite some time)… oh, and bye bye to that month off of work that I was looking forward to spending time with my wife and family.

I’ll admit, I’ve been a little bit obsessed over our new fucking machine toy. There are just so many possibilities with this thing, my mind is flooded with possibilities! The idea of being slowly tortured by a machine that will never get tired, never feel bad for me, and I’m just forced to take what it gives me.

My Lady already touched on some of these fantasies in her previous post, such as being restrained and forced to watch her get fucked good and hard by the machine. I’m also very interested in how it will feel being slowly and deliberately pegged while locked in the stockade. Even the thought of being pegged by ML while the machine takes my mouth is really hot.

But, without a doubt, my strongest fantasy involves being slowly stroked by the machine for a long, LONG time. I’ve watched the video from ML’s last post quite a few times, and it really gets me going.

I imagine ML locking me in the stockade nice and tight, the waist pad set high enough so I can’t move my hips even the slightest inch. She then sets up the machine to stroke my cock at a maddeningly slow pace, enough to keep me hovering right near my orgasm but never enough to push me over; constant, unyielding teasing that i cannot escape from. My body tries to get the friction and speed it so badly needs to cum by thrusting forward, but the stockade prevents any movement at all. I have no way of getting what I need. I can only wait as the machine slowly breaks me.

As I slowly and inevitably lose my mind from sexual torture, ML goes about her day, often stopping by to rub my face in her pussy or to simply masturbate to orgasm right in front of me, tempting me with the pleasure that is dangling right out of reach.

Keeping me well lubed, My Lady uses the machine to torture me for hours and hours, perhaps even giving herself a nice good cum before drifting off to sleep. The machine doesn’t let me rest for a moment, continuously stroking me as ML sleeps soundly in the bed above me. How long would it take me to completely break down, sobbing and crying in desperate need for the torment to end one way or another? And how much longer would I be forced to endure it?

This fantasy sounds like it could end up feeling like pure hell by the end of it, yet it is something I know that I must experience. I need to feel what it’s like to be in that situation – completely powerless to stop the sexual torture that is being done to me. I wonder if ML has any plans to make this a reality for me.

My whole body was sore after Sunday night. Cagedmonkey was only off one night this week due to some overtime at work so we made sure to make the best of it. Not to mention the illness and craziness of the past two weeks. We finally got a chance to try out the new Sneaky Pete sex machine. When I bought it, I made sure to purchase the Fleshlight and attachment so I could tease and torment the hell out of him whether he was locked in the stockade or just pinned against the couch.

So the other night (as I was live tweeting his teasing) I made him head to the store to get the White Lithium grease we needed to lubricate the machine. We got it set up – literally took 5 mins – and positioned correctly for optimal torture of the man parts. You absolutely need to make sure there is lube both in the Fleshlight and on the penis when using the machine and be prepared to add lube as you go along. It soaks in rather quickly since it must be water based and the machine is non-stop.

I swear cagedmonkey was just hard with anticipation of the torture that was to come. The fucking machine has a dial in which to adjust the speed. It can go from 0-200 thrusts per minute. I sure did test those out on hubby. It was so much fun to go really really fast and suddenly stop, which was something that impressed me about the machine. It responds well to the turn dial and that helped when I certainly didn’t want to accidentally push him over the edge. Since I wasn’t the one feeling his body reactions with my hand I had to rely on his sounds and facial expressions. It worked really well!
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I noticed how wet my pussy was getting while having that dial in my hand, controlling whatever pleasure or torment I wanted cagedmonkey to feel. My pussy literally quivered every time he would moan and whimper as he got closer to the edge. Hehe damn I love the way that sounds! Anyway, as much as I would like to explain it with my words, I was not the one feeling it so you will have to ask cagedmonkey to write a hot sexy “tortured cock” post about how it felt to have that machine thrusting at him. I can just imagine the mindfuckery that was happening there.
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The best I can do is post the video I took so you can watch a small portion of the torment cagedmonkey went through the other night. I truly look forward to many more nights of using this machine for more than just torturing his cock. I plan to use it while I force him to watch me get fucked. I plan to use a probe and restrain him in the doggystyle bondage stockade and violate him… endlessly because the machine will not tire. I cannot wait to hear him beg me to make it stop while I giggle at him enduring whatever torment I want to entertain myself with.

Enjoy!

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.

Man, this cold has really been kicking my ass. As My Lady mentioned in earlier posts, I missed a couple days of work, which is fairly rare for me. Even over the weekend, I was feeling like crap. I’m much better now, although I’ve still got some sinus congestion; it’s a major mood killer when I have to pull back from a passionate kiss to sniff some snot dribbles back into my nose.

The one thing I have noticed is that the “horn” has definitely started coming back. When ML is near me, I feel a surge of desire that drives me closer to her. The last two nights while leaving for work, I haven’t been able to resist kissing her fiercely. Tonight, I even pushed her up against the wall and kissed her, causing her to moan and grind her body against me. It’s been a while since I’ve been inside her pussy with anything (thanks to her cycle), and I think she’s starting to feel the frustration of that, as well.

I also have some good news on the horizon to report – very soon, I will be having surgery to help fix my elbow. It’s been a pain for quite some time now, and to be quite honest, it interferes with our sex life. Missionary is sometimes a challenge of finding the best way to take weight off of my arm, and you can imagine how difficult certain bondage positions can be for me. After the surgery and recovery, I should be in much better shape. I seriously cannot wait! I’ve been wanting to get this done for years now, and I finally found a doctor who was willing to consider surgery an option.

So, here’s to getting healthy and hopefully staying that way!

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Wait a minute… since when am I the one who’s feeling denied of all things naughty, hot and sexy?!?!? Haha that’s exactly how I’m feeling today! Since cagedmonkey has been sick there hasn’t been any playtime and I’ve been so tired from taking care of the house, kids and running to and from everywhere that I haven’t even masturbated. If you know me at all, you know this is unheard of! I’m the Lady who cums sometimes 15 times in a day, not none in a week. Ugh, needles to say this accidental denial is totally catching up with me and there is nothing I can do about it. Not for a couple days anyway.

I started my period yesterday. Yes, I know full well some of you out there (me included) say “so what!?” get off anyway, but the first couple days of my period are always so heavy, messy and painful. I don’t care what you’re into but in not into blood play, even from mother nature. In a couple days when things get lighter, I’m more than happy to flaunt my cumming abilities to all the locked up horny subby boys. For now, I’m denied, argh!

For some crazy reason, today, I’m awfully horny. Maybe it’s the conversations I’ve had the past couple days with some cute girls or potential subby boys, maybe it’s the built up arousal from taking such amazing care of my sexy subby hubby, maybe it’s just me! Who knows but I cannot get it out of my head. I’ve had the desire to dominate the hell out of my hubby, to force him to please my pussy for a solid hour, maybe longer. To just enjoy myself all over his face with no regard to his pleasure whatsoever. Sigh, it’s just too bad I can’t right now (or won’t for those out there that need that wording).

However, what I can do is slap the hood on my love, pop him in the bondage sack and tease his cock and balls until he is a whimpering, begging, whining mess who can do absolutely nothing but take whatever I give. I’m pretty sure he’s feeling well enough that I can safely tease him without him having a coughing fit. If he does, well, I’ll have to adjust. All I know is that in feeling rather aggressive and I want to tease him so bad, for so long that he seriously is begging me to stop and he means even single breath of it.

Oh, and, and and and! Today I went in the bedroom and mmmm I saw his ass and just had this overwhelming horny thought of bending him over the side of the bed and giving him a good pegging. I might have to have a little fun with his ass tonight too. He is off work again tonight so I might as well take advantage of the time we have together and do all the things I want to do to him. We’ll see though, just how tired I am later. 🙂

Oh and wine… damn it, I want some wine. Who’s going to go pick me up some Red Cat?

“No look, no touch” is always a heady experience for me. Having my erections taken away from me is pretty intense, but completely isolating me from my penis takes it to another level. It’s frustrating because , in all honesty, I like my penis. I think it’s a nice looking penis, and it looks sexy both in it’s cage and out. When it’s locked away in solitary confinement, I don’t even get to enjoy that.

The other night was an even crazier experience – My Lady’s teasing was rough and intense, but posting a secret video of it was devious! ML knows I have an exhibitionist streak in me (hence, the blog), but this was something else. She pressed both my exhibitionist and my denial buttons at once!

I would like to say I’m slightly embarassed by my whimpers and moans in the video, but ML says that she LOVES it when I do that, so I guess it’s not all that bad. And yes, those are genuine reactions to ML’s teasing. If you don’t believe me, try rubbing just the head of your cock until it’s super sensitive and you need to stop, then keep on rubbing it for another 10-15 seconds… if you can. You’ll see why I couldn’t lie still no matter how I tried.

I’m not sure how long My Lady plans to go with the “no look, no touch” game this time around. The last time, she kept me in the Revenge pretty much 24/7 for about a week (if memory serves me right?), but I couldn’t go much longer than that due to hygeine and cleanliness. But if ML is taking me out for teasing on a regular basis, it could pretty much go on for as long as she wants it to.