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If you have followed our journey for a while, you already know tease and denial is no longer just something Jon and I play with. It has become part of how we connect, how we communicate, and part of our everyday lives. Hence the change to JonMustWait 🙂

That energy has deepened as we have leaned more intentionally into our ENM dynamic with John. At times, like recently, it gets really intense. I thought I would share with you all just how intense things have been getting. 

For the past few weeks, Jon has existed in anticipation. Not just in sexual frustration, because we all know without orgasm there is a ton of that. But in anticipation. The kind that makes every look feel meaningful and has him questioning if it’s sexual. Barriers and toys have created a sort of distance while somehow providing a closeness. Each moment becomes more about awareness of his body, my control and the understanding that it can be both grounding and intoxicating. No direct skin contact on his cock, no warm, wet slide of my pussy anywhere near him, just those maddening barriers: cotton sheets, toys, gloved fingers so close he could feel the heat radiating off but never quite touching. Every edging session left him leaking, aching, balls heavy with need. And yes, I keep reminding him that any orgasm he begged for would probably be gifted to my boyfriend instead.

In an ENM marriage or relationship, that awareness carries extra emotional weight. Jon knows that pleasure is not something automatically owed to him. It is something I choose to give, redirect, or hold in suspense. The other night captured that dynamic perfectly. I strapped the Lovense Gush around Jon’s big cock and John hooked up to the long-distance remote connection. Placing pacing and intensity in John’s hands while I remained physically present with Jon wasn’t a new experience but maybe one we’ve done once before. I watched his reactions reshape his focus. I stayed beside him, speaking quietly, reinforcing and reminding him that control is not always physical. The toy hummed and pulsed while I sat beside him, my voice penetrating his ear: describing how wet the thought of this made me, how I loved his reactions to my boyfriend controlling what his cock was feeling and that maybe I’d let John fuck me this weekend, while he stayed denied and dripping. The vibrations built, slowed, built again… relentless edging that had him trembling, hips jerking in the air trying to get some kind of release or relief, I’m not sure which. When I finally ended the edging and had Jon stand up and the built up pecum came pouring out. All I could do was giggle.

Look at all that wasted precum dripping on the floor.

Jon and I were talking after this particular teasing session with John and instead of melting further into a subspace, he hit a wall. Not anger, not rebellion, just a deep, emotional surge of need. He needed to know when… when he’d get to feel me again, like really feel my tight pussy wrapped around him. Not as a distant fantasy with an unknown end date but as something real and immediate. That is the part many people searching topics like orgasm denial, female led relationships, and ethical non monogamy and power exchange often miss. The reality that this is often very psychological and gets you deep in your core and can cause strong emotional reactions. 

That enjoyment did come for him this morning as he struggled to even move with just the tip of his cock barely inside my warm pussy. He lasted about a minute and a half before he had to get out. He got to feel my pussy squeeze around him tight but he wasn’t allowed to orgasm. I’m still not sure if I might force that on John this weekend while he is in his cage. Denial is not about withholding forever. It is about stretching desire so that anticipation becomes its own form of intimacy. It strengthens communication and deepens trust between partners. It keeps curiosity alive in long term relationships navigating kink, ENM, and evolving power dynamics.

For us, tease and denial remains one of the most exciting things we explore. It blurs the line between emotional connection and erotic tension while reinforcing the trust that allows our dynamic with John to feel safe, intentional, and electric. We’ve learned (again) that the most intense edges are the ones we approach together, checking in, adjusting, honoring the safeword not as an end but as a recalibration that makes everything better, ok and more sustainable.

The real power isn’t in how long you can hold someone on the edge, it’s in how deeply you can bring them back to center afterward, still craving, still connected, still yours.

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Sitting here, enjoying the morning, listening to my wife having sex with her boyfriend in the next room, my mind drifts back to memories of John’s last visit…

Michele had been hinting throughout the day Saturday that she might be interested in “spending some time with John and me” before bed. The excitement only grew when she had us close the door as we entered the bedroom (we’re parents & we’re careful 😂). And when Michele took out the key to John’s cage, we both got excited.

Very often, sex with the three of us consists of Michele having sex with me, and John following up on cleanup duty. But this time, Michele made it clear that she wanted to have both of us that night. “You can get me ready for Jon’s big thick cock… ” Michele said to John; turning to me, she continued, “… and you can use my boyfriend’s cum as lube to fuck my pussy.”

My hard cock twitched in her hand, confirming my excitement.

Michele’s pussy was near dripping wet as John took his position above her. Looking at me, she said, “Can you help my boyfriend get his cock into my pussy?” Without hesitation, I snuck my hand in between the two of them, wrapping my hand around the base of John’s cock. After giving him a few gentle strokes, I helped line up his cock with Michele’s glistening opening. He slid in easily, and the back of my hand got soaked as I helped push him balls deep within her.

It didn’t take him long to start moaning and trembling – Michele’s pussy does feel really good, after all (something I’m definitely going to miss over the next few months… months?!?). My hand stayed wrapped around the base of his cock as he thrusted into her, the back of my hand quickly becoming wet with Michele’s pussy juice. Michele was talking dirty to John, but I wasn’t really focusing on it – I wanted to feel his cock cum inside her.

John started to moan louder, and I felt his cock pulse in my hand as he filled my wife’s pussy with his cum. I could tell Michele was squeezing him, milking his cock with her muscles. He got up after a few moments, leaving her pussy a cum filled mess. “OK, big boy,” she said to me as she patted me on the back. “Your turn to fill me up.”

She didn’t have to tell me twice.

My cock slid into her easier than usual – the combo of John’s cock opening her up and his cum lubing up my shaft did wonders, but she was still tight around me. As I slowly fucked her, she looked at John and told him that I was still stretching her, even after he had taken his turn. He seemed to be liking the mild humiliation, as I could swear I saw his cock twitch and start to harden again.

It also didn’t take me long to get close to cumming – as I said before, Michele’s pussy feels really good. I asked if I was allowed to cum, and she said, “of course… make a nice mess for my boyfriend to clean up.” My orgasm arrived within moments, adding a second load of cum to her already filled pussy.

After I got up, Michele directed John to her pussy. He nearly dove in, feasting on the combined sex of the three of us. His cum, my cum, and her pussy must have mixed to make the richest of tastes – you’ll have to ask in the comments for him to describe it 😉 He eagerly licked Michele’s pussy as I kissed her and let my hands roam over her body. The intensity of the situation built up so much for her that she came, trembling as she pulled John’s head into her pussy and me deeper into a kiss with her.

So, as you can see, we’ve come a very long way from our first encounters that the three of us described. It wasn’t easy, and there were certainly some bumps in the road, but we were able to get this far by focusing on openness and communication. There’s no way we could make this work without it.

Well, I would love to write more and describe some other things that happened that weekend… but I think I hear my name being called. 😁

Many people are out there wondering – I know, because I’ve received a lot of emails from people like T and David S. asking – exactly how does this whole thing work? How do I deal with and handle the fact that my wife has a boyfriend? And how does this dynamic work into our kink lifestyle?

Well, starting with the “real life” stuff: it wasn’t easy at first. It took a lot of work – a lot of which I’m not sure I (or anybody) is willing to go into yet – but it essentially came down to this: both John and I love M; and if she is meeting both of our needs, is there really a problem? Knowing that Madam truly cares for each of us uniquely (as well as both of us together) is what makes this work.

In practice, that means each an understanding that we are each valuable and needing time and attention. That means date nights for both him and me – it’s a little more difficult for them, with the distance involved, but it’s important to prioritize. It also means taking the time to bond as a group – going out on a date with the 3 of us, spending time together, etc. These things help build trust within our dynamic, as well as a comfort level that is needed in order to enjoy….
Other things.

Speaking of those other things….
One may think that, because my wife now has a boyfriend, that I take the cuckold role; others may think that, because he spends most of his time locked and I don’t, that I would assume that role. In reality, neither is correct – there is an interesting fluidity in the roles we take (other than M being the dominant, of course). Depending on her mood, my wife will have sex with John while I’m only allowed to sit and watch; she may also have me ruin my orgasm inside her pussy so John can clean up the mess that is left behind.

There’s no “set in stone” way we handle things – it is very much “in the moment” and very much “M-driven.” And trust me, she enjoys it this way! She likes the idea of being able to deny both of us… or, for that matter, enjoying us both at the same time!

It wasn’t easy getting here. But the way it works is that we concentrate on each others’ needs, communicate clearly and openly… and most importantly, focus on enjoying the experience (however it may go in the current moment).

I’m sitting on a plane right now, heading to Chicago for work. As usual, for my work trips, we try to plan them so John and I can spend Friday night and Saturday together before I have to work in the office all week. I guess I’m blessed with a boss that understands and allows the time for me to be off, too. For once, the universe smiled on us and our flights actually land within about thirty minutes of each other. Ok so… That’s not exactly true, there was a last minute drive to the airport to see if he could get on an earlier flight so I didn’t have to sit at the airport for 3 hours waiting for him. 😁😂 It was still a win and small victories like that feel extra sweet when you’re in a long-distance relationship.

For those who don’t know, CM, Me and John are in a polyamorous (or ENM: ethically non-monogamous) relationship. Cagedmonkey and I have been together for over 25 years, and my boyfriend, John, has become an important part of my life over the past three years. I am the poly one in our dynamic. Both of the guys are monogamous. It may not be how other people do it but it’s what we do and what works for us. What we have works, not because it’s easy, but because it’s intentional.

A lot of people imagine poly relationships as a free-for-all of romance and adventure, but the truth is much quieter. It’s time zones and calendars and flight schedules. It’s communication and compromise. It’s making sure everyone feels seen, valued, and loved, even when distance or daily life gets in the way.
John and I live in different states, so travel is a constant part of our relationship. He usually does most of it. He is at a point in his life where his kids are grown, he has no pets, and his life is a little more flexible than mine. I’m endlessly grateful for that, and for how much effort he puts into showing up, both literally and emotionally.

And then there’s my husband, who is so generous with his time and with me. It takes real strength and trust to share your partner, to allow love to exist in multiple directions and still feel secure in your own bond. That’s something I never take for granted. Cagedmonkey and I did enjoy a nice Date Night (more on those later) on Wednesday and some extra time together, last night, since I was leaving today. As a rare treat he even took off work to drive me to the airport. It was nice getting to hang out and drive together in the car for an hour and a half and get stuck in shitty traffic. 🤣 Making time for each other is what matters most.

Poly love isn’t about having more. It’s about giving more… more patience, more understanding, more communication. It’s learning that love isn’t a limited resource to be divided, but something that expands and deepens when it’s nurtured openly and honestly.

So while my Chicago trip might start as a work week, it’s also a reminder of how it can be an opportunity to nurture a long distance relationship we may not have otherwise had. It’s not always simple, all relationships take work… And sometimes a good flight plan! ✈️ 😁 ❤️

See you on the ground
Madam

My dynamic with cagedmonkey has always been built on communication. That is fundamentally what all relationships should be built on. During our journey, cagedmonkey and I have had previous conversations talking about pseudo-cuckolding and “my boyfriend” (who happened to be a decent sized dildo). We’d never talked seriously about adding a real life someone, as a matter of fact we’d talked about the opposite. Life, however, has a way of reminding you that things change in ways you could never expect.

It’s almost comedic, isn’t it? Something we were pretty much against has become an important part of our relationship. This was entirely new territory. It was scary, for me! I think it was scary for all of us but you’ll have to ask them yourself! (Feel free to comment!) The whole thing required conversations… endless, rigorous conversations. We had to work through boundaries, logistics, and yes, the inevitable human kinks like, insecurities. But we committed to finding a dynamic that worked for all three of us, built on the non-negotiable principle of honesty and respect. It wasn’t always smooth… it ISN’T always smooth. Everyday we continue to work out the rough spots but thats just how this goes. 

I’m sure you’re dying to know the who, the what, the where, when and all that stuff so I wont leave you waiting any more! This all began back in 2014 on a male chastity forum, driven by a simple, shared common interest. John and I were both moderators there in that little corner of the digital world. For years, our interactions were sporadic – polite banter between two people who fundamentally understood this lifestyle. We spent around 8 years building a foundation of friendship from a distance with the occasional check in emails to find out how each other and our families were doing. It was always great to hear from him. But time is merely a tool for the powerful, and as 2022 rolled in, the tool started working overtime.

Suddenly, our conversations shifted focus. the pleasantries faded, and the core of what we both desired came into view: control. We started discussing his lock, the key that needed to be mine, and the control he needed and I thrived on. Things accelerated quickly, feelings grew bigger than anyone ever expected and just like that, I didn’t just have a long-distance friend; I had a new, devoted partner. A boyfriend who is now, quite rightly, locked in chastity 24/7 under my command,, among other things. 😜

With the newly decided polyamorous relationship that cagedmonkey, John and I were working on establishing came the need to explain to the children how there would be another man visiting and sleeping in mom and dads room. 🙂  Once the adult foundation was solid, I sat down with my kids who were 14 and 17 at the time – old enough to understand that the world is complex, and savvy enough to know that alternative lifestyles exist. I approached them with the confidence of a woman who knows her truth.
I was very blunt and got right to it, asking:
“What do you know about polyamory?”

They offered a general, acceptable answer. The younger had a basic idea of what it was and the older knew just what I was talking about because she is Poly herself.

“Good, I’m glad you understand. Because Dad and I are evolving our lifestyle. I will have a boyfriend. We are adding love to our family.”
And their response? Pure, unadulterated acceptance.

“Cool! When do we get to meet him?”

No drama. No fear. Just curiosity and support. I believe this is the result of raising children in an environment of total transparency. They don’t shrink from their mother’s strength; they salute it.
The relationship between cagedmonkey, John, and me is one of negotiation, emotional intelligence, and relentless commitment. It’s built on three unique sets of needs, all working toward a shared success. It’s not “conventional,” but since when has Madam Allure ever aimed for conventional? 🙂
Sometimes, the most exquisite things start with a random connection and bloom into a beautifully complex reality that is entirely, unapologetically ours. And sometimes, your children simply remind you that living your truth is the ultimate act of power.