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As I was enjoying my coffee this morning I was reflecting on the events of last weekend.

You may have already read about the fun times we all had this last weekend. If you haven’t please check out Michele’s post from yesterday. I’m not going to recap the whole post but I do want to share just a little about one part of it.

As you may have guessed it’s about being the “fluffer”. As I was reading Michele’s post this is one thing that particularly jumped out at me. There is an incredible feeling when Michele tells me to get Jon ready for her. I was laying there slowly running my fingers along Michele’s pussy and gently inserting them to get her ready when she tells me to get that cock hard so she can feel it inside her. I reached over and started stroking it, getting it hard. Michele had a hand on it too but mostly allowed me to rub my fingers along and around the tip driving Jon crazy.

What a unique and incredible feeling knowing that I am getting the two of them ready to have the sex that I want to be having. I want to be feeling the gentle stroking on my cock. I want to be big and hard, ready to feel Michele’s incredible pussy sliding down on my cock. I want to be the one to feel Michele cum and to fill her pussy with my cum. I know I am not going to get that but somehow the feeling is just as good. Maybe even better knowing that 100% of my effort is going towards giving Michele what she wants, what she needs. And yet I don’t feel second, or left out. I actually feel like I am a very important part of what is happening. I am right in the middle of it. Literally.

I could not be happier.

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I recently had another opportunity to experience being the cuckold. I am the boyfriend and I was cuckolded by the husband. Isn’t that the way this is supposed to work? In our relationship it is, at least some of the time. The reality is that neither Jon or I are “Bulls,” we are both submissive to Michele and we do what she wants. On this particular day she wanted to be filled by a big cock. So, I got to be the one to get everyone ready and clean up after.

Michele and Jon were on the bed naked, I was not only locked in my steelheart but I stayed clothed, there was no need for me to be naked. I wasn’t being used for anything more than a tool in their desire. It started by Michele instructing me to lick her pussy, while I stroked Jon’s cock, getting them both ready for the sex we were all eagerly awaiting. I quickly got into position between Michele’s legs and started licking her pussy. It didn’t take long at all to get her nice and wet. The hardest part for me was stopping. I love licking her pussy so much and want to give her an orgasm so badly but that is not what I was there for either. While I was licking Michele’s pussy, I was stroking Jon’s cock with my right hand. I don’t know if it was my hand on his cock or just the thrill of watching us but it was pretty hard when Michele was ready. I used my mouth to gently wet the tip of his cock with my tongue as my lips were wrapped around the tip. Jon was definitely ready to go after that.

They were both ready, so I helped guide Jon’s cock into Michele’s wet, waiting pussy. I say I guided it but, really, they were both very ready so it didn’t take much. Then, I sat to the side quietly where I had a good view of what was happening and watched as Michele had a nice orgasm and came on Jon’s big, hard cock.

Once Michele was satisfied she told Jon to fill her pussy with cum. She said she wanted to feel him cum deep inside her. Jon was happy to oblige and quickly filled her with a large load of hot cum. Jon hadn’t been allowed to orgasm in quite some time so his balls were very full of cum. As he pulled out, I positioned myself for my turn. I moved to a kneeling position at the foot of the bed. His cock was covered with cum, his and Michele’s. She can really cum a lot and I could tell that she did. I took a minute to clean Jon off first. I started by licking the cum off the shaft of his cock, starting near the base and ending with my tongue on the tip of his cock. Then I wrapped my hand around the base and pulled towards the tip. A nice big drop of cum came out of the tip of his dick. It was actually more than just a drop, it was enough that it was about to drip off the end. I couldn’t let that happen so I quickly licked the cum off the tip and wrapped my lips around the head of his still hard, very large cock. With my tongue just resting on his frenulum, I again used my hand to pull any remaining cum that was in his cock out onto my tongue and into my mouth. I gently sucked as I pulled my lips from around the head of his cock to make sure nothing was left behind. It’s possible that I was also trying to give Jon one last little bit of pleasure before he was done. I’m pretty sure he was left wanting a little more.

I wanted a little more too. A lot more actually, so I turned to Michele who was laying on her back now near the end of the bed. Michele wanted more, too and had enough waiting, she told me it was time to take care of her. I started, as I often do, by using my tongue to take nice long licks starting below the opening of her pussy and working up to her clit. I widened my tongue out and took gentle but firm licks to make sure I got any cum that might be trying to drip down and escape my reach. After that was under control I moved my attention up to her clit, licking and gently sucking making sure I got any cum that might still be there. I usually try to make sure to focus there since it is so enjoyable. Then I moved back down to the opening of her pussy, covered her opening with my mouth and tried to lick the cum out of her hole. At this point, Michele pushed all the sex out of her pussy into my waiting mouth covering my tongue with a mixture of her cum and his. I’m pretty sure we both enjoyed this very much.

Once Michele was cleaned up I tried to continue to lick her pussy for as long as she would let me. Sometimes she will cum on my tongue again, giving me even more to clean up and the incredible satisfaction of bringing her pleasure. Other times she will simply tell me I’ve been a “good boy” and it’s “time to be done” because I am, after all, her cum slut and there to clean up. 

After we were done, they got dressed, and we all went and sat on the couch in the living room to relax and recover. I basked in the wonderful sub space I was in. I am sure I had a big smile the rest of the day.

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John

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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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I was sitting here this morning, enjoying my coffee, and thinking to myself…

Looks like some delicious coffee

I’ve never really felt like a “Mistress” or “Goddess” or some of the names other dominant women like their submissive men to call them. With my husband and John, and all the men I have been a keyholder for, it’s always been a struggle to figure out what was right for them to call me. At some point early on we settled on “Lady” because, I was a lady to be respected and followed. While I do demand and command respect, I have always felt weird about the way it’s been written here when we talk/write in posts. Which is why I redid my name to Madam because I’m older now and it makes sense. I still expect that respect, of course, but this morning while sitting here I was just thinking that, in posts and on the blog, I want it to sound better lol. I’m just too old for hiding behind aliases aren’t I at this point? Lol So, you might just just see me referred to as Michele from now on when the guys write. Unless it’s a specific quoted thing. There might a bit more of that around here in general, as we make some other adjustments.

We really are trying to make it feel a lot more comfortable and like you can come here and talk to us as friends. We are not intimidating and never want you to feel that way.

OK, go enjoy your coffee! I need another cup!

Shannon left us an amazing comment recently and asked, what I thought was, a great question! We genuinely love when readers engage and ask thoughtful things like this. 

Shannon asked: “Do the three of you have discussions about John being favored for intercourse over cagedmonkey?”

One of the biggest realities of our dynamic is that it’s fluid. It doesn’t follow a fixed script, and it definitely doesn’t always line up with how these relationships are often portrayed in kink tropes or fantasy scenarios.

There are plenty of times when it might look like John is favored, especially during the lead-up. We’ll tease & edge cagedmonkey for days, sometimes a full week before John even arrives. On the surface, it can feel like John and I are the ones holding the power together, until the moment actually comes, and then… the roles can flip entirely. We don’t have sit down over coffee discussions so much as fantasy chats where we talk about different ideas or things we might want to try and see how they feel. 

Ironically, John often finds himself in the cuckold role… supporting, assisting, and serving while cagedmonkey is the one who gets to feel me and enjoy that sweet release. 😁 Other times, it goes the opposite way where cagedmonkey is the one denied, restrained, teased, or made to watch and want. There isn’t a hierarchy carved in stone, and there’s no scorecard being kept.

That’s the part people sometimes miss: real-life dynamics aren’t clean-cut. They’re responsive. We do what feels right in the moment, based on energy, desire, and connection… not on what we think we’re supposed to do.

And ultimately, it all comes down to Me. They both know that. Who is touched, who watches, who waits, who serves, it happens because that’s what I want, in that moment. That control, that ability to let the dynamic breathe and evolve… that’s the real beauty of being the woman in charge.

Thanks again for reading, and for being curious enough to ask. That’s what keeps these conversations fun and real. 

Look forward to more.

M

I felt very much in control last night as I had deemed it “Dick inspection time!” Haha I instructed Cagedmonkey on exactly how to take his shower and that he was to call me in to the bathroom so that I could unlock him and wash him properly. He is, very much, still not allowed to touch or see his penis. It was not a sexual washing, at all, it was very clinical. That doesn’t mean the minute he was let out he wasn’t already half way hard lol because he totally was. That poor cock had been locked up for 3 weeks in that Revenge, he was totally ready to stretch out. 🙂

After the shower, CM had to pee but since he’s not allowed to look or touch, he had to keep his eyes closed while I held his penis and let him pee standing up. Something he doesn’t often get to do these days. I think he was grateful! 🙂 Then I took him to the bedroom and he was put in the blackout goggles we recently got/made (I’ll have to tell you guys about them! Super easy and inexpensive.). This made it much easier to inspect how being in the enclosed device has effected my beloved penis. I’m not sure anyone has used that phrase but, now I have! During my inspection, I had to gently run my fingers all down the shaft of his cock, tickle the head, and just touch it all, in general… to make sure there was no loss in sensation, of course! Hehe Then I made sure to stroke it and edge it to be sure everything was in working order… It was all clinical, I tell you! Necessary steps in the inspection process, haha. I did noticed some dry skin so I had to, of course, rub some lotion on it, too. I made sure to rub it in really good from balls to tip. Then I added some more just to make sure that it was fully moisturized. I loved hearing that it was all working fine. At least that’s my assumption from all the moaning noises coming from the blindfolded man.

What I did actually notice, on the underside of CM’s penis, were a few sore spots. It appears they are in spots where the penis folds on to itself. Or bunches up, might be a better way to explain it? Being on the underside, there isn’t really a way to straighten it out or anything so the skin can’t get air. I think, even though he was washing lots, that area just can’t be squished up like that long term. It’s where I have noticed the sore spots in the past, as well, which is why I did this inspection.

This doesn’t mean he won’t be wearing the Revenge. What it does mean, though, is that I’ve required him to take a small break and wear the JailBird today – with explicit instructions not to touch or look at his penis… He has no reason to anyway! Then once he’s had time to heal up those sore spots, he will go back in the Revenge. However, we will be having weekly inspections and thorough cleanings so that I can try to prevent this from happening and he can stay longer in the Revenge. If they still occur with the once out weekly, we will have to reconsider how the Revenge is used. This entire time, Cagedmonkey is not allowed to see or touch his penis. That is mine and only for me to touch or use. So that means he will be wearing the blackout goggles each time and possibly be restrained, depending on how much inspecting I plan to be doing that week. 🙂 Functionality is certainly super important!

Cagedmonkey has been denied orgasm since the beginning of June. He’s extremely horny, super achy and pretty much always begging for an orgasm. He desperately wants some relief.

I did have this brilliant and devious plan to finally give him his long awaited orgasm. I wanted to make sure he experienced a really great intense orgasm. I wanted it to be memorable for him so that he really felt it, not only physically, but mentally. I kept thinking, what could I do to him to really create this moment that would really stick in his mind. I came up with something I was quite proud of. 🙂 haha

As you may have read, Cagedmonkey and I will often visit our local munch. We had planned to make sure that we would attend the December munches because they are always fun. The first one we collect toys for the Toys for Tots program and then the second munch is always the group’s Kinky Gift Exchange. It’s always a lot of fun this time of year. So my plan for this amazing orgasm involved the munch, so to speak. 🙂

I had come up with a fantastic way to integrate a little humiliation, if you will, into this final release. While hubby and I are definitely not into public humiliation, I thought adding some privately, public humiliation into this release would give him that intense, lasting memory I was hoping for. My plan was to have hubby drive to munch, unlocked, while I was playing with and stroking his cock the whole way. Then in the parking lot I was going to finally make him cum, right in his clothes, and then make him walk into munch and sit there, the whole time, covered in his long awaited orgasm. He’d have to sit there knowing it was all over inside his clothes, possibly leaking through his pants or shirt. Knowing that anyone could see at any moment. I also had no plans of letting him use the rest room… No way did I want him accidentally cleaning up his mess.

To add a little fun to the mix I would have, perhaps, mentioned it to a few close friends at munch that he was sitting in his 6+ month orgasm goo. Hehe 🙂

However, none of that was able to happen because hubby ended up having to work the evening of the munch and I went alone. He couldn’t come to munch and that meant he couldn’t cum. So, sorry that your orgasm got “ruined” my love!

I’m going to have to come up with some other intense and memorable way to make him cum now, does anyone have any ideas? Feel free to comment! 🙂

A few minutes ago, Cagedmonkey, left for work. As he turned to walk out the door I pulled his pants down, pushed him against the door and grabbed his ass and groped his body and caged cock. Then I turned him around and grabbed him by the throat and back of his head and kissed him hard.

In that moment, I felt so powerful over him. I love feeling powerful, especially sexually. I love feeling in charge of my own pleasure and his. I love to feel his body almost melt at my powerful touch. I love hearing his moans as I grab him and forcefully kiss him and bite his lips.

I know that if he didn’t have to leave for work I would have very forcefully fucked him in that moment. I would have made him pleasure my pussy with his mouth and tongue and then slide his thick rock hard aching cock inside… If he were uncaged, of course. I could totally see myself grabbing the sides of his head and shoving his face in my pussy, rubbing it all over him.

I love when I’m feeling powerful like this, forceful and aggressive. I know that CM likes it too. I love that feeling of taking what I want, when I want it.

At first, Tom couldn’t believe it; he must have misheard. But when he asked them to repeat it, both Melissa and Bethany were in agreement.

His reward would be to get to see what it would be like for his cock to fuck Bethany’s pussy.

Tom was beyond surprised – Melissa had never shown any interest in “sharing” him with others; quite the opposite, in fact. She wouldn’t be okay with him having sex with another woman, whether she was present or not. There had to be some catch.

Of course there was.

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Tom was restrained tightly to the bed, spread eagle with his head almost to the edge of the foot of the bed. His arms and legs were pulled out wide and tight enough so that he had very little ability to move himself at all. Above him was Bethany, on all fours and facing the opposite direction. Her pussy was only a few inches above his face. Melissa had covered Tom’s mouth with a cloth gag – “to make sure you don’t lick anything you shouldn’t,” Melissa said with a wink.

And, true to their word, Tom was watching his cock thrust in and out of Bethany’s pussy.

To be fully accurate it wasn’t “his cock” inside Bethany’s pussy – it was a replica that Melissa and Tom had made about a year ago, during one of their longer chastity stints. Tom had wanted Melissa to be able to enjoy his cock whenever she wanted without having to worry about unlocking Tom unless she wanted to. They had a mold of Tom’s cock made, which they were able to make a sex toy out of that Melissa was able to use to fuck herself with. They hadn’t used it in quite some time, which is why it didn’t come to mind as a possible twist when his reward was described to him.

Not only was Tom subjected to the mind-warping view of his cock-clone fucking Bethany’s pussy, he was watching as Melissa fucked Bethany with his cock attached to her strap-on harness! Melissa was taking it nice and slow, allowing Tom to see every detail of the view in front of him. He watched as the head of his cock opened up Bethany’s pussy lips, how her tight pussy squeezed around his shaft as it pushed deeper inside her, and he saw her pussy pulse as it completely filled her up.

Bethany was also driving Tom insane because she was talking dirty as if Tom himself were the one fucking her. “Oh God yes,” Bethany was moaning, “your cock feels so fucking good, filling me up like this. Oh… fuck! Your cock is so fat and thick… Jesus fucking Christ!”

“You sound like me when he fucks me,” Melissa said, still thrusting slowly into Bethany. “You’re lucky, though… as badly teased and denied as he is, I doubt he would have lasted this long inside that tight horny pussy of yours…”

Melissa thrusted deliberately, hitting those sensitive spots deep inside Bethany’s pussy that made her quiver at the end of each stroke. Tom’s cock throbbed in his cage each time he saw Bethany’s body shake in uncontrollable pleasure.

“Damn, you’re fucking good at this!” Bethany said to Melissa. “When do I get to try it out?”

“I was going to ask you about that,” Melissa answered. “I prefer his real cock to the fake one, but I don’t want to deprive you of your fun…. how would you feel about fucking Tom?”

Tom suddenly snapped out of his dazed state. “Hmmph?”

“He likes it when I peg him,” Melissa explained, “so I don’t think he’d mind…”

“Oh my God, that would be so hot!” Bethany agreed. “Tom, getting fucked by his own cock… and using another woman’s pussy juice as lube! FUCK!!!”

Tom tried to protest through the gag – he was well aware of how big his cock was, how was he going to take it up his ass?

“You better hope she gets this cock all nice and slippery for when she fucks you with it,” Melissa taunted Tom. He watched as Melissa fucked Bethany slowly, the shaft of his cock-clone getting slick and shiny with Bethany’s natural lube with each thrust. Could they possibly be serious that he was going to be fucked with it next?

“Oh God… FUCK! You need to fuck me hard and me cum,” Bethany said. Melissa responded by grabbing Bethany’s hips and pounding the strap-on into her pussy. Bethany’s ass slapped against Melissa’s hips as she fucked her faster and faster.

“Oh my God, FUCK YES!!” Bethany screamed, thrusting herself back against Melissa. She moaned louder and louder until her whole body shook from a massive orgasm. Melissa continued to fuck Bethany as she came with deep hard thrusts, pushing her orgasm higher and farther. Bethany’s legs were trembling as her orgasm went on and on…

Finally, Bethany began to come down from her huge cum. “Damn, that was fucking amazing,” she said, panting heavily. “You’re lucky, that cock feels so fucking good!”

“I know, doesn’t it?” Melissa replied. “How does that make you feel, honey, that Bethany likes being fucked by your cock?”

Tom only groaned in frustration.

Bethany wiggled her hips ad Melissa pulled the strap-on out of her. Bethany teased Tom by wiggling her hips just a little bit, and lowering her pussy down onto his face as she pulled forward. He got a direct view of the fake cock pulling out of her pussy… thankfully, it looked pretty well lubed after Bethany’s orgasm.

“Ok, my turn!” Bethany laughed. She looked at Tom as Melissa handed her the strap-on harness. “Are you ready?”

Tom wondered if he even had a choice.

Wow! What an awesome weekend!! If you’d have asked me 5 years ago if I thought we would be doing what we’re doing right now I would have called you fucking crazy… actually even 3 years ago!! Cagedmonkey and I had a chance to get to our local munch again this past weekend and it was so much fun. We always love getting there to see friends and just laugh and enjoy some time with other people who we feel comfortable being ourselves with. We met this really great couple a month or so ago when we were still pretty new to going to the munch and they happen to have private dungeon. They’ve invited us over before but we just haven’t had a chance to make it. Well, on Saturday, they invited us and some other people from the munch over to their place for a kind of little after party. It really was just a continuation of the munch, except for the fact that there was a bit more going on than what could ever happen in a public restaurant! Hehe I know we mentioned some of this in our last podcast so you get the picture. I do want to say that even though people might think if you go to a private dungeon party or get invited over their house it’s going to be some kind of crazy sex party – it’s really not! I’m sure that may happen but I’m going to guess most of the time it’s just certain types of play. It was so much fun hanging out and some of the time I was kind of reminded of high school when you’d go hang out at in a friend’s basement sneaking beer!

Let me back up a bit though before I go on with the dungeon party. Earlier in the day grandma had come to get the kids for the night so cagedmonkey and I had the entire afternoon to spend time together. You know that meant we got in some good intense playtime. 🙂 I decided to take advantage of the time we had and I locked cagedmonkey in our steel doggy style Stockade. This time I actually used the locking collar attachment since I’d recently lined the collar with a thin layer of neoprene foam.

I really wanted him bound well and unable to move so I could try our a few of my paddles and things on him. He was so trusting and wonderful to take everything I had to give him. And trust me I gave it to him hard and non-stop for almost an hour. I used a few different paddles and the flogger and I also spent some time tickling him while he was locked up and immobile. It was so fun to watch him squirm! I took a picture in the beginning when his sexy butt was nice and red and you could just start to see the marks.

I was also giving his balls a little paddling as well, during it all. I do wish I would have gotten a picture at the end. I had decided to push him harder and in fact I decided to push him past harder to too hard. I wanted to trust that he would use his safeword and so I beat him extremely hard to see where it was that he would, in fact, ask me to stop. I really wanted to get him to his ultimate breaking point. My man took a hell of a lot of me that day… And then we ended up at the dungeon party where, well, he got beat more! At the end of our daytime session I did have to show him just how dripping wet my pussy was and have him clean it up afterwards.

The dungeon party was a ton of fun. There were about 6 couples there total but I to believe we were the only couple with a male submissive. It was all good and we got to see some others using the equipment and the different toys available and some even shared and gave us all a chance to spank their sub. That was fun! 🙂

When it was our turn, I had cagedmonkey get on the spanking bench so I could try out a few of their toys. They had floggers of many styles, paddles, whips, canes, you name it and I also brought my new wooden paddle that my friend got for me. Since I’d already worked hubby over earlier I was really just interested in trying a couple things. I was able to use a cane and then I ended his night with an extremely hard swat with my wooden paddle. 

I will say, they left some pretty spectacular marks on his ass… That stayed for days. I personally think they looked so incredibly awesome the next day…

The lines are from the cane and the big red mark there on his left cheek is from the paddle. I will say that even two days later those marks remained. It truly was a spectacular feeling letting that out and using those different things on him. It felt exhilarating! 

I told hubby next time I need to get him up on their cross… It’s a good thing we already got invited to the next party! 🙂