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Fantasy Fiction: Couple Control

Posted by cagedmonkey on February 8, 2018
Posted in: Bondage, D/s, FemDom, Fetish, Fiction, Male Chastity, Orgasm Denial, Sex, Sex toy, Tease & Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , , . 11 comments

It started out as an innocent attempt to increase the excitement in their sex lives.

Michael and Emily had been practicing chastity for almost a year, alternating as each other’s keyholder. They enjoyed how horny being locked chastity made them, how desperate and needy they became for one another. The only problem was their conviction – they could only keep themselves locked for a week or so maximum before the desire was too strong to resist. They wanted to go longer, but they couldn’t. They turned to Sophia for help.

Sophia was a good friend of Michael and Emily, they had met through meetups and get togethers through the kink community in their area. Sophia had a husband who she also kept in chastity – Michael and Emily were always amazed at how Sophia could keep her husband locked up for months at a time. Sophia’s husband had also not had a full orgasm in over 8 months, and she had no plans on allowing him to have one any time soon.

“There’s no way I would be able to go that long without Michael’s cock inside me,” Emily once told Sophia. “I think I’d die!”

“Oh, you’d be surprised,” Sophia replied.

So, when Michael and Emily realized that they would need help taking their kink to the next level, they turned to Sophia for help. They agreed to let Sophia hold their keys for a year and be in control of when they would be unlocked and allowed to have sex with each other.

“You’re sure you want this?” Sophia asked. “If I’m in control of the both of you, I’m not going to go easy on you. In fact, I would do everything I could to make it a living hell for both of you, because that’s what I enjoy…”

“We are sure,” Michael said. “We are ready for this.”

They were not ready for this.

It only took two weeks of being locked in chastity 24/7 for Michael and Emily to realize they were in way over their heads. Michael and Emily were absolutely desperate for some sort of penetrative sex with each other, but Sophia would not allow it. She kept both of them locked up tight in their chastity belts, letting the need build slowly. Michael and Emily felt the ache growing with each passing day, but could do nothing to fulfill their desires.

After a month in chastity, Sophia had basically turned Michael and Emily into sex starved maniacs. Even just the thought of sex would cause Michael’s cock to swell and throb in his cage, and Emily could feel her pussy nearly dripping through the steel plate over her crotch. She sometimes found herself absentmindedly stroking the chastity belt, wishing she could be rubbing her pussy instead. When Michael noticed this, he would whimper to himself, wishing he could take advantage of his god-awfully horny wife.

After two months of chastity, Michael and Emily were both desperate for an orgasm. Emily found herself grinding her pussy against objects during the day, rubbing herself against the counter as she cooked or fruitlessly humping a pillow as she tried to sleep. Michael could feel his underwear brush against his cock through the bars of his chastity cage with almost every step he took. Sophia used their desperation against them during this time, upping the intensity by introducing the couple to some bondage games. Sophia would tie Michael and Emily up together chastity belt to chastity belt, and wedge her wand between the two of them. When she turned the wand on, it vibrated the steel around both of their sexes, and it didn’t take long before both Michael and Emily were frantically thrusting into each other trying to get off. But the vibration wasn’t enough to get either of them off in chastity, it only made things worse.

After three months, Michael and Emily seriously began to regret asking Sophia for her help. They had hoped that she would occasionally unlock them for some sexual contact, but Sophia had kept them locked constantly. They could plainly see that Sophia was enjoying this even more than she thought she would – having two chastity slaves to play with was even more exciting than just one! Sophia tortured Michael and Emily by inviting her husband over, letting him out of chastity, and forcing them to watch him fuck her all night long. Sophia’s husband was more than happy to participate, as Sophia allowed him to cum more times that night than he had for the entire last year combined! Emily watched as Sophia’s pussy was stretched by her husband’s cock over and over, and Michael watched as Sophia’s tits were covered in cum. Would they ever get to feel that again with each other, or would Sophia keep them locked up forever?

Sophia answered that question about a month later by telling Michael and Emily that she would be unlocking them for the first time and allowing them to have sex with each other, but it would be on her terms. Michael and Emily quickly agreed – how bad could it be if they were finally going to be able to have sex?

They had no idea how evil Sophia could be.———————————————————————

“Please!” both Emily and Michael were begging. “Please, faster! PLEEEEEASE!!!!”

Sophia was incredibly turned on by the scene playing out in front of her. She had spent weeks thinking of the perfect situation to torture Michael and Emily with their own desires, and she had finally come up with the perfect way to do so.

Sophia was sure to restrain both Michael and Emily before removing their chastity devices. After being locked up for so long, it was frustrating to not be able to touch themselves, but being unlocked was enough of a release… for now. Sophia had placed Emily in her steel stockade on her hands and knees in doggy-style position, complete with a locking collar and waistpad to hold her in place. She was strapped down tight to the waistpad so that she couldn’t move her hips even the slightest inch. Michael was on his knees behind Emily, with his hands cuffed and attached to the ceiling above him. His predicament was what Sophia considered to be her masterpiece.

Michael’s balls were held in a tight grip by Sophia’s fucking machine, pulled slightly down and away from his body. There was not much discomfort when the arm of the fucking machine was pushed forward, but he felt the pain of being tugged when the fucking machine cycled backwards. This prevented Michael from thrusting into Emily’s pussy out of synch with the rhythm of the fucking machine. Sophia had also rigged the fucking machine with a firm backrest that caused the fucking machine to push Michael forward, forcing his cock into Emily’s pussy with each thrust. Essentially, Sophia had turned Michael into a flesh-and-blood fucking machine, able to easily control him with the turn of a dial. Michael would fuck Emily at the pace Sophia wanted, regardless of how fast or slow either of them wanted him to.

Of course, Sophia had no intention of allowing Michael to fuck Emily hard and fast, like both of them so badly craved. In fact, Sophia had set the fucking machine for the slowest speed possible at the moment, causing Michael’s cock to sink into Emily’s pussy at an excrutiatingly slow pace. Each thrust of his cock took at least five seconds to plunge fully into Emily’s pussy, and another five seconds to pull out. After only a few minutes of this slow fucking torture, Emily began to try to move her hips back onto Michael’s cock. The stockade held her in place, but she couldn’t help but try. Sophia was getting very wet watching Emily’s futile attempts at impaling herself on Michael’s hard cock. Emily’s body was moving on its own accord, her shoulders hunching back and forth trying to get any type of movement going, but her pussy didn’t move an inch back or forth. Soon, Emily was wailing loudly, her entire body trembling as she could not contain her frustration any more.

Michael found very quickly that the pain of having his balls pulled was not bearable enough for him to fuck Emily in the way he wanted. He certainly tried, but could only manage an inch or two of penetration before he needed to pull away. Even if he could take the pain, having his balls pulled in that way would definitely prevent him from having the orgasm he so badly needed. Michael could only slouch against his restraints, taking only what the machine was giving him, silently begging for the machine to speed up so he could cum. Occasionally, his hips would involuntarily thrust forward in a fit of uncontrolled desire, causing him to yelp out in pain as the machine pulled his balls forcefully.

As Sophia had promised, Michael and Emily were in hell. They wanted nothing more but to have crazy hot hard fucking sex with each other; Sophia had put them so close to what they so desperately needed, but she wouldn’t give it to them. She only tempted them with it in the worst way possible. Michael and Emily reached their breaking point within minutes of each other, both of them crying out and begging Sophia to make the torture end. Tears were streaming down Emily’s face as she couldn’t take it any longer, and Michael had gone limp and was reduced to a broken mess of sexually tortured flesh.

But Sophia let the torture continue.

Sophia watched as Michael and Emily went through stages of frantic frustration, to deflated acceptance of their fate, and back again. Each time she could see the moment of change: their bodies shaking back and forth trying to gain some control of their situation, and then sagging lifelessly in their restraints. They would shout, cry, scream, wail, and then fall silent as Michael’s cock mindlessly penetrated Emily’s pussy over and over.

But Sophia let the torture continue.

Sophia watched the couple, rubbing and teasing her wet pussy as she enjoyed the scene. She wanted to draw it out so that Michael and Emily would be forced to watch her have a massive orgasm while they were teased mercilessly. She let her pleasure build and build, her moans getting louder and louder. As it became clear that she was about to cum, Michael and Emily couldn’t help but stare as Sophia brought herself to a huge, screaming orgasm.

Sophia was surprised by the strength of her orgasm – she was enjoying torturing the couple a hell of a lot more than she thought she would, and her orgasm was fueled by the intense feeling of power she felt in the moment. Even her orgasm was killing them, and that made it even more sweeter.

Once Sophia had come down from her orgasm, she reached for the control for the fucking machine. She looked directly into Michael and Emily’s eyes as she turned up the speed. Both Michael and Emily cried out in response to the increased pleasure.

“OH MY GOD!!!!” Emily screamed as Michael fucked her harder and faster. Michael was grunting loudly as the machine forced his cock into Emily’s tight wet pussy. They both were racing towards an orgasm they had been desperately needing for so long. The machine pounded Michael’s cock into Emily’s pussy as they were both ready to cum…

Suddenly, Sophia cut the machine off on an outstroke, leaving just the tip of Michael’s cock inside Emily’s pussy.

“AAAAAAAAAH!” Emily shouted in horror, as her pussy began to spasm. “NOOOOOO!” Emily shoved herself back, desperate to get Michael’s cock back inside her as her pussy suffered through a ruined orgasm. Her pussy lips sucked at the head of Michael’s cock, trying to pull him in so that she could experience some sort of pleasure from this long-denied orgasm, but it was no use.

Michael had thrown his head back, ready to fill Emily’s pussy with a load of cum when the machine stopped. “UGGGGHHHHH?!?!” was all he could manage as he looked down at his cock just barely in Emily’s pussy. He watched as her pussy pulsed around the head of his cock, and he felt himself falling over the edge. He tried to hold back, knowing how frustrating a ruined orgasm would be after all of this. He gritted his teeth, squeezing hard and trying to hold his load in…

The pressure and need to cum was just too much; Michael’s ability to hold back failed, and Emily’s greedy pussy ended up bringing Michael off, his cock twitched through a ruined orgasm. His cum spilled out of his cock and into Emily’s pussy. Emily felt Michael’s cock pulsing, and she knew that he, too, was suffering through a ruined orgasm. Each of them was cumming, yet neither of them were able to fully enjoy it. Emily cried once again as she felt the ache building in her pussy once again.

“I hope you enjoyed fucking each other and your orgasms, because once Michael gets soft enough, you’ll both be going right back into your chastity cages…. I’m not through with you guys just yet. If you think this has been intense, wait until you see what I have in store for you for the rest of the year…”

Machine Fucked & Mind Fucked

Posted by cagedmonkey on October 12, 2016
Posted in: Anal, Ass Play, Bondage, D/s, FemDom, Male Chastity, Pegging, Pictures, Sex, Spanking, Tease & Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , , . 2 comments

Thanks to some schedule quirks, I’ve had the past few Fridays off from work. With the kids at school, the adults have time to play. Last week was somewhat mellow, but this past Friday was pretty damn intense.
ML informed me on Thursday night that she wanted to have me under “total submission” rules – I would pretty much be hers to do whatever she wanted to. After getting the kids off to school, My Lady put my collar on and gave me my first instruction – cooking breakfast while wearing nothing but my chastity cage.

Gotta be careful with that knife…

Breakfast was delicious and My Lady was very pleased. After a short while, ML led me to the bedroom, where I was to serve her in a much different way.

ML instructed me to take the stockade out from underneath the bed and put it together. She also asked me to get the fucking machine ready for use. My skin tingled, thoughts of what may lie ahead ran though my brain as I prepared the instruments of torture ML would soon be using on me. I finished putting together the steel bondage contraption just as My Lady stepped out of the closet with the leather hood in her hands.

It was only moments later when I was locked into position on my hands and knees, hooded tightly, with the fucking machine positioned ominously behind me.

ML started the way she usually does when she has me restrained in a vulnerable position – by paddling my ass until it was red and sore. This was just an appetizer, though; it wasn’t long before she set up the fucking machine to take me from behind.

Mercifully, she didn’t choose one of our larger attachments.

My Lady kept me on my toes (knees?) by changing the settings on the fucking machine often. At times it was thrusting into me with quick shallow strokes; other times it fucked me deep and incredibly slow. Each unique setting tortured me in its own special way: the fast strokes pounded my poor ass, while the slow strokes forced me to suffer through each inch as it stretched me out.

It didn’t take long for ML’s desire to spank me returned, and she began paddling me once again. At this point I really began to whimper and cry out with each swat – having my ass spanked while being mechanically raped was enough to make me start losing my composure. The whimpers soon turned to moans as ML increased the stroke length; the machine fucked me deeper, bumping my prostate with each thrust and causing my caged cock to drool uncontrollably.

An action shot of dripping precum.

The sound of my hood-muffled moans was apparently music to ML’s ears, because she decided to make me moan even more. She took her wand and used it to vibrate my balls. I couldn’t stay quiet as I felt the precum building, leaking, and escaping. It was twice as frustrating as it was pleasurable, which is to say it was pretty fucking frustrating.

ML left me there for countless minutes, balls and cock vibrated by a high-intensity wand and asshole being violated by an uncaring contraption. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to… and after a short while of suffering through this torture, I certainly did want to!

Now, our regular readers know that ML is an expert mind-fucker. She knows what buttons to push in order to drive me absolutely insane, and she knows exactly when to push them. ML pressed that button by talking dirty to me, making my predicament clear and undeniable. It made enduring the torture ten times worse, at least.


I was in agony, as you could probably tell by the noises I was making in that video clip. But ML still wasn’t finished; she was ready to put the cherry on top of my sundae of suffering.
I felt ML loosening the hood, and she removed it from my head. As I blinked my eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness, My Lady sat down in front of me and looked directly into my eyes. After all of the bondage, spanking, ass fucking, and vibrating… THIS was the most intense moment of all – My Lady’s eyes piercing into my mind as I continued to suffer for her enjoyment.

ML began to tell me how much it turned her on to hear me whimper, to hear me beg for it to stop, to have the control to continue well past the point that I want it to end. I could hear it in her voice and see it in her eyes – she was loving it. Just as I started to break down, she leaned forward and kissed me passionately. On one end I was being endlessly ass fucked beyond my control, and at the other I was being treated to a loving gesture by the woman responsible for my current situation.

My mind was sufficiently blown.

ML released me shortly after that, stopping the fucking machine and releasing me from the stockade. Despite the intense mind fucking and humiliation-like flavors of the scene, neither of us felt a major need for aftercare… yet, we did it anyway, of course. We talked about it, and we assured each other that it was goooooooooooooooood. 🙂 It was an amazing, intense scene; I couldn’t really believe it had actually happened a few hours later when the kids were home and we were back to our normal life.

My sore, worn out asshole wouldn’t let me forget. 🙂

Steel Bondage & Mechanized Pegging (or, The Time I Was Locked in the Stockade and Anally Raped Repeatedly by a Fucking Machine)

Posted by cagedmonkey on April 19, 2015
Posted in: Bondage, FemDom, Male Chastity, Pegging, Sex. Tagged: , , , , , , , , , . 8 comments

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!

Fucking Machine Fantasies

Posted by cagedmonkey on April 9, 2015
Posted in: FemDom, Orgasm Denial, Sex, Tease & Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , . 8 comments

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.

Fucking Machine Torture

Posted by Lady M on April 8, 2015
Posted in: Male Chastity, Orgasm Denial, Tease & Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , , , . 6 comments

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!

Tame That Bitch – Bitch Tamer Stockade and Sex Machine

Posted by Lady M on April 7, 2015
Posted in: Anal, Bondage, FemDom, Male Chastity, Orgasm Denial, Pegging, Tease & Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , , , , . 2 comments

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.

Naughty, Kinky Thoughts Flowing Like a River

Posted by Lady M on February 5, 2015
Posted in: Anal, Bondage, D/s, FemDom, Male Chastity, Orgasm Denial, Sex, Tease & Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , , . 4 comments

If you’ve been following along, you know I’ve had some Dommy confidence issues. I’ve been trying to get myself back into the organized, always have a plan, Domme that I am. After taking almost two weeks off to enjoy some beautiful Caribbean weather, it has been quite the task getting back organized.

Thanks to locking hubby up, talking about an intense D/s session with him, chatting all sexy with friends in email, text and Twitter and getting back to reading sexy blogs, I’m feeling much better about my kinky state. I will admit I was a bit worried that I lost my kinky but I think it just came down to not being in a kinky environment. I’m definitely a chameleon and have always been when it comes to social situations. I can fit in anywhere and be what I need to be to fit in – always continuing to be myself in the process but censoring what needs to be censored out of respect for the rest of the world. So I feel like spending 2 weeks in the “vanilla” world and not thinking or really even talking kinky set me back. It’s coming back all kinds of lovely now. 🙂

The past few days, as I’ve said, I’ve had some chats with people and read some stuff that has gotten my creative fantasy juices flowing, not to mention other juices. I thought I’d come here and write them down. This way you all get to enjoy my kinky fantasy thoughts and I get to get all turned on thinking about you enjoying them. And what you might be doing with yourself while enjoying them – if you are lucky enough not to be locked in a cage that is. 🙂

I’ve had some amazing thoughts going on, from spanking to sensory deprivation, from simple bondage to full on Doggystyle Stockade with an attached fucking machine.

I was looking through pics on my phone and found one of cagedmonkey’s gorgeous ass, nice and red after I spanked him over my knee bare handed. Good God is it a beautiful thing to look at and remember how it feels to spank him as he squirms and whimpers in my lap. I started to think about how much enjoyment I get when using my paddle too. When I have him bound spread eagle, face down on the bed spanking his ass, thighs and even spreading those cheeks and giving his tight little asshole a swat.
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I also recently read, over at Chastity Forums I think, about a guy who’s wife made him wear rubber gloves as a way to diminish his sensation when touching her, or something like that… so that got me thinking a lot about sensory deprivation. I’ve often tried to think of a way that I could deprive cagedmonkey of some of his senses, including touch, but still get what I need from him – like his touch! So this whole rubber glove thing got me going. If I’ve got cagedmonkey restrained, in the hood, ear buds in with something playing on his S5 or iPod, caged but having the RodeoH and my favorite dildo attached and rubber gloves on him there is quite a bit of possibility there. I just think there is an awful lot of frustration to be had while I’m able to please myself and he can feel absolutely nothing.

My thoughts have also gone deeper, rather quickly, as my need to dominate my husband sexually has increased. I’ve started thinking a lot about the Doggystle stockade we’ve mentioned in the past wanting to get. We’ve had all kinds of mindfuck sessions thinking about the things we could do with a piece of furniture like this. Even more recently we’ve gotten even more intense with our fantasies and added in thoughts of the attached fucking machine (which led us to the site linked above).

So many fantastic, naughty things could happen with this set up. Not only could we do some of the things mentioned in previous posts, while hubby is being excruciatingly slowly violated by the fucking machine but we could also use it as a torture device. The site we’ve been looking at also has Fleshlight attachments for the fucking machine which could be used to force fuck cagedmonkey for, potentially, hours at whatever pace a please. Perhaps juuuuuuuuust slow enough that he can’t cum but not too slow that he could lose his erection. Or, perhaps, it could be used to continue stroking him post orgasm for some torture. So many ideas ranging from forced anal violation to forced orgasms but isn’t that why I’m in control? I get to decide when and what sexual pleasure or torture he will have to endure and for how long.

The other thing I’ve been fantasizing about with having this machine, since we aren’t into the actual physical side of cuckolding, is the potential to kind of cuckold cagedmonkey. I could fuck myself with the machine in every way I like over and over, having him tied in the stackade portion, forced to watch me cum. Forced to see the pleasure I get while he is locked there wishing he was the one pleasing me. Watching as a machine takes his place and fucks his wife inches from his face where he can smell my sex and is aching and dripping, wanting to taste me… feel me… touch me.

As you can see my naughty, kinky thoughts are coming back just fine. I am loving being back home because I’m getting that, ever so intense, growly, hungry, animalistic, horny growing inside me and I need to take it out on cagedmonkey.