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What is it like to be the cuckold?

Posted by OwnedsubJohn on February 24, 2026
Posted in: Cuckold, Ethical NonMonogamy (ENM), Male Chastity, Threesome. Tagged: , , , , , , . 6 comments

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.

OwnedsubJohn living the dream cleaning Michele's pussy
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John

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

Posted by Michele on February 15, 2026
Posted in: BDSM, Male Chastity, Power Exchange. Tagged: , , , , , , . Leave a Comment

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

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

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

That’s when limits start to move.

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

It becomes “intentional vulnerability.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

What’s on your “Yes, No, Maybe list?

Michele

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Coffee Talk: 2 for 1 Special on Cuckolds

Posted by Michele on February 11, 2026
Posted in: Coffee Talk, Cuckold. Tagged: , , , , , . 8 comments

This morning I was sitting here enjoying my coffee and I got to thinking about this whole “pussy free” thing that we are really starting to ramp up here with hubby.

Coffee runs through my veins

Over the last couple days hubby has been out on the interwebs and sent me a couple links to check out. The links talk about a lot of things and it’s hard to just jump right in head first and implement ALL of these ideas you can get. While I did like a couple things that maybe we will add in at some point. Just the fact that I got some new ideas from reading it, was nice.

It did get me really thinking about my situation and even more-so after Jon and I talked a bit about this whole thing yesterday morning. After listening to him talk about the no-pussy thing and even the no touch aspect – which forces him to be a watcher, more or less – I realized that he really does want the role of a cuckold. He wants the “forced to sit and watch someone touch, lick, suck and fuck his wife and enjoy all the things he wants and desires and cant have or even touch” until he’s sick to his stomach and then he wants more..

On the other hand I have John who is content in his cage and quite the submissive, cuckold, cumslut. He isnt really the take me and fuck me hard in front of my husband kind of guy. That’s just not the relationship we have either. That’s not the kind of sex we have when I do take him out of the cage. I like it that way too, obviously.

At one point it was bought up as an aside like, “maybe you need to find another cock that can fuck you and then leave you messy with a big load of cum.” This would help satisfy both of their desires. I’d imagine it would put them both in a subspace I don’t think either have ever thought they would be in.

Like I said… I was sitting here thinking… What I have is a 2 for 1 Cuckold situation and a need for a proper Bull, it seems. Is this something they really want?


I’m left to ponder…

M

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Discovering a kink I didn’t know I had?

Posted by OwnedsubJohn on February 2, 2026
Posted in: Cuckold, In Real Life, Submissive. Tagged: , , , . 5 comments

Have you ever discovered that you have had a kink for a long time and you didn’t realize it?

It is really interesting to me that I have a degradation kink and I never knew it. Other people have this kink, sometimes to the point of a fetish but it has never been my thing. Apparently, I was wrong, it just took the right experience to bring it out.

How did this happen? It started after a challenging situation for me. The three of us, Michele, Jon and I, had been experimenting on ways to fulfill a mutual fantasy. What we were trying to do is find the best way for Michele to have Jon’s cock in her pussy while I have my mouth on her clit. These are both things that she likes and when both happen at the same time it is amazing for her, and us.

Logistically though this can be difficult. One particular night, I can remember us trying multiple positions. Until we found one where I was laying on my back on the bed. My head was at the end of the bed, hanging over a little. Michele was on top of me facing the other way with her pussy just over my face. Jon was standing (trying at least) at the end of the bed just over me so he could slide his cock in Michele’s pussy. Jon has a rather large cock so it makes the most sense for him to be in that position. I liked this as well as I had fantasized about being in this position many times over the years. Overall, it was a fairly successful position that we definitely hope to try some variation of again.

For now, I’m going to concentrate on my role in that particular encounter. Obviously I was there to have my mouth on Michele’s clit. We struggled a bit but were able to make this work. With my face in her pussy from below, Jon was fucking her from above. As he would slide in, his balls would slide across my face, landing right on my eyes and nose most of the time. This was very unexpected and, quite frankly, I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. I guess my initial reaction was that I didn’t like it. His balls were cold and just sat there, not pressed down, I could just feel their weight. More than a couple of times his cock would slide out and land on my face as well. After Michele came hard on his cock she told him to cum in her pussy and on my face as he pulled out. From my position I couldn’t hear any of that. After he pulled out I briefly cleaned the cum off his cock and then went to work cleaning all the sex from Michele’s pussy, eagerly trying to catch everything as she pushed it out in to my mouth. It felt like a dream to be doing this, to be in this position, to fulfill this fantasy. I believe we were all left very satisfied.

This was a very intense experience and over the hours and days after we spent time discussing it and providing aftercare to each other. One of the things that came up for me was the experience of Jon’s balls across my face. It had a degrading feeling to it, in an unsettling way. Not bad, not good, just not understood. As we talked about it Michele shared how she really wanted him to cum on my face. I did not know this, at the time it happened I wasn’t exactly in a position to be able to hear anything. It’s not something I ever remember hearing Michele say before. When I first heard that she wanted Jon to cum on my face I was a little surprised by it. I didn’t understand why. What would she get out of it? Did she enjoy degrading me? I didn’t understand that I wanted to be degraded, to be humiliated. But, now I understand how this is a component of my submissive nature and I crave the experience. I crave wearing all that sex on my face as a “scarlet letter” of sorts. I want to be used for Michele’s pleasure and entertainment. I had never thought that I had a degradation kink, at least not to this level. I never considered being a cuckold, or cleaning up a messy pussy, or any act of submission to be degrading.

Well, it turns out that I have a rather strong degradation / humiliation kink. This experience isn’t when it started, but it is was the event that allowed me to really think about it and realize just how much I craved this. It’s funny how this knowledge has allowed me to remember things in such a wonderfully positive way. I now frame past experiences in a different light and that allows me to better understand what I was feeling at the time. In many ways, I accept that this is important to me and fulfills something inside me that I didn’t know I needed. This is just the beginning of this part of my journey. I look forward to looking deeper inside myself as I incorporate this in to my lifestyle.

As always, I love to hear your thoughts, please leave a comment or send an email

John

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Real life chastity – TSA Security

Posted by OwnedsubJohn on January 23, 2026
Posted in: In Real Life, Male Chastity. Tagged: , , . 8 comments

This is a light story about my experience with airport security.

As you may already know I don’t live near Michele and Jon. They live in Texas and I live in Virginia. Michele and I do a lot of traveling to see each other and because of the distance this always involves travel by air. I don’t live with anyone, have no kids at home, no pets, and a reasonably flexible work situation so I tend to do a lot of the traveling. I like it this way because I worry a lot when Michele is traveling.

When we first started making these trips I would unlock myself using my “emergency” key before I left for the airport. If I was leaving on a weekday evening that meant I would unlock in the morning and be that way all day. I would have my Steelheart in my backpack. Once I got through security at the airport I would find a bathroom and put my cage back on.

I really don’t like the feeling of being unlocked. I especially don’t like the feeling of being unlocked without Michele being the one to do it. Chastity is a core foundation of our relationship dynamic. Not being locked in my Steelheart causes me to feel a little anxious and separate from Michele, not under her control. Of course I would never do anything that I am not allowed to do but the cage not only enforces that but it reminds me of who I belong to. That my sexual pleasure is not for me to decide, it belongs to Michele.

I also don’t like re-locking. I like being locked again but I don’t like the process. I have a fairly small cage and it takes a bit of work to get myself in to it. Once I am in it takes a while for everything to adjust back to the way it should be. Sometimes this can take hours or longer. It’s not painful, it just isn’t comfortable, it isn’t “right”. And then I would get right on a plane and sit for three hours. Not exactly the time you don’t want to be comfortable in your cage.

It didn’t take long for me to get tired of doing this. I just went and checked, it was after my fourth trip, so eight times through TSA security. I decided I was done with it and was going through with my Steelheart on. If I got pulled aside I was just going to tell them I had “semi-permanent body jewelry”. I know that many in the kink community say not to put your kinks on someone else that hasn’t consented to it. And I agree, to a point. I feel that the security checks are an invasion of my privacy and I only consent to it because it is required in order to fly. Obviously I am not going to put something in anyone’s face and would be as discrete as possible.

So off I go to the airport. I have my emergency key just in case but I am locked up tight. I am a little nervous, less than I thought I would be, but I was committed. I had TSA precheck by this point so normally I would go through the metal detectors. I knew there was pretty much no chance of that not going off but I went through anyway. They really don’t like you to go straight to the full-body scanners. I told them I had metal in my body (true but in my arm not my groin area) and they sent me to the full-body scanners. Nervously I stood in the machine with my arms over my head as they scanned my body. I stepped out and waited for the results, the screen came up green “clear”. And that was that. I went and caught my flight. About as uneventful as it gets.

Since then I have taken more than 120 more flights over three years. Most of them of them were direct non-stop so even accounting for the occasional connecting flight I have been through TSA security over 100 times with absolutely no issues. I have had a pat down at least twice. Once because they didn’t have a full-body scanner and once because something was indicated on the scan. I don’t remember where it indicated but it was not my groin but close. Luckily for me this didn’t happen until I had already made many flights so I was very comfortable going through security locked.

After a couple of months of going through security without issues I turned my emergency key over to Michele. I haven’t had an emergency key, or a need for one, for almost three years now. Apparently Michele is much stricter about security than the TSA.

I have become so used to it that I literally forget that I am locked and don’t even think about it. There is an amazing feeling of comfort in knowing that my normal of being locked in my Steelheart really is just normal. I don’t get anxious or worry about it, I can just be me.

Now there have been some fun experiences going through TSA security. I have some funny stories about the times that I did get patted down and Michele and I both have some fun experiences with “toys” that we brought with us in our carryon luggage. I will save those for another post in the future.

As always we love feedback, please leave a comment or send us an email

John

From One Focus to Another

Posted by JonMustWait on January 16, 2026
Posted in: Male Chastity, Tease/Orgasm Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , . 5 comments

Before I get too deep into my post…

Please note the name in the author line! With all of the changes on the blog nowadays, I figured I would throw one more at you: me, cagedmokey, SHALL BE HENFORTH KNOWN AS…

JonMustWait 🙂

Why, you ask? Well, you’re in luck because I just happened to be writing a post about that very subject!

With the… ahem… “expansion” of our kinky lives over the past little while, Michele has been able to fulfill her desires in different ways involving both John and me. John’s focus has been more about chastity (along with some other things we will get to, in good time), while my focus has shifted more towards tease and denial. What this means for me is that my cock spends a lot less time being caged…

And a lot more time being endlessly edged over and over to new and deeper depths of frustration.

And I’m not complaining! Well, I’m not complaining much… except for when I’m desperate for an orgasm, and Michele tells me no while at the same time not letting my stop having sex with her. To be honest, while I enjoyed the chastity components of our lifestyle, I always got more enjoyment and excitement out of the orgasm denial aspect.

Now, this isn’t to say that I won’t be wearing the cage anymore. In fact, there may be a new cage to show off in the near future 😉 All this means is that my focus is going to be more on denial and control… of my orgasms yes, but also a lot more than that. You’ll still hear about how Michele delights in denying me, telling me no, and telling me I need to wait for what I’m so incredibly desperate for.

OwnedSubJohn – About me

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

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

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

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

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

Pain gives me strength

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

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

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

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

John

While We Were Away…

Posted by JonMustWait on October 9, 2025
Posted in: In Real Life. Tagged: , , , , , , , , . 1 comment

Madam and I have been alluding to the time period in between our last attempt at getting back into posting on the blog and now. Without getting into too much detail of what went on, here’s a semi-quick recap of the last 4-ish years in our lives.

You readers may notice that the post prior to these most recent ones was written in January 2021. Let’s see… did anything crazy happen during that time? I’m not sure that I can recall…..

Oh, yeah. THAT.

Yes, Covid hit us hard. Thankfully not too much on the health side of things (Madam and I both got covid twice), but it did take its toll stress-wise. Working in a health care setting, I was still going to work everyday in a high risk environment; in addition to that, work started to get extremely stressful (due to both staffing issues and…. let’s say “power dynamics”). It got so bad that I decided I needed to leave my job and get another position. In order to do that, we need to move to a slightly different area…

So, we ended up moving from Indiana…. to TEXAS.

Yes… the situation at my job was that bad.

Anyways… Texas has been pretty nice! The winters are great – minimal snow, we don’t see negative temperatures anymore. As for the 100+ degree summers – we have central air 😂 but, obviously, uprooting the family and moving a handful of states away to a new job required a lot of our focus. With that, the idea of restarting the blog (as well as reigniting our kink play) fell by the wayside. There were some difficulties along the way, but we worked through them and figured it out. And, in light of some fairly recent developments (which, I promise we will get to), we’ve been able to get back into the swing of things.

So, that’s the life situation. As for the “caged” situation…

During all of the above I spent less and less time caged (understandably). Over time, I began to think and realize the, while chastity was always exciting to me… the denial aspect was what really grabbed my interest. So, a year ago or so, Madam and I agreed to scale back chastity for me in order to make it easier to keep me edged and teased on a regular basis. I’m still going to stick with “cagedmonkey” – after all, locking up my cock is still 100% on the table as far as Madam and I are concerned. And don’t worry… she is still keeping me effectively denied, both from orgasms and even from her pussy.

I do want to thank you readers who stuck with us during our hiatus, and it really is great to see the response to our return. We love you guys! We are excited to invite you back into our FLR lives. And for those of you who visit this blog specifically for chastity stories and/or advice…. I promise, there will still be plenty of that.

“How?” you ask? Well… you’ll just have to keep reading to see…

What would this blog be without the tease? 😉

226 Days Without Orgasm

Posted by Michele on September 1, 2020
Posted in: Male Chastity, Tease/Orgasm Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , . 10 comments

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to go a year without an orgasm? I’d imagine quit a few of our readers have thought that, tried it or done it!

The longest I made it – yes me… I couldn’t handle it last time – was 299 days. Cagedmonkey probably could have held out longer but I struggled with the connection of cumming together. There is something about feeling that feeling at the same time. I missed being filled up. The last time we tried doing a one year… or longer denial we also tried to do a lot more locked up time. So I made it quite clear that this time I’d be using him as much as I wanted. It has definitely helped this time around because we are already 226 along and I’m no where near feeling a disconnect. We are intimate at least a few times a week, one way or another. So that makes it that much easier to keep him denied.

Plus, I do absolutely love how crazy horny he is. He’s so sweet and loving too! I really do love that just touching me or even sitting and talking and being cute and fun and lovey dovey gets him all hard. He, most times, is struggling in his cage but sometimes I have him unlocked so he’s usable.

Recently, we got a Double Locking Cockring from Mature Metal which is super fantastic for having him available but still locked in something. That way he’s constantly feeling my control over that big cock of his. It doesn’t hurt that the Cockring kinda forces him be hard for a long time, and not just any hard, but super hard hard lol!

So much enjoyment out of this denial, like I said, it’s been much easier this time keeping him aching to cum. I have no doubt he will not orgasm again until sometime in 2021!

Committing to the Cage

Posted by JonMustWait on August 10, 2020
Posted in: Male Chastity. Tagged: , , , , , , , . 3 comments

After coming back from our vacation, (shameless promo link for our Mature Metal podcast!) I’ve been trying to focus more on wearing my cage as much as possible. Over the past few months, it’s been difficult to wear the cage 24/7 due to my back pain. Yes, my back surgery was successful, but (thanks to COVID concerns) I was not able to go through a full rehab-type regimen after surgery. This has made my recovery a little rough at times.

Specifically, it was very difficult for me to wear the cage overnight because I would often wake up to very painful cage-erections. They would really hurt, and not in the good “sexual confinement” way. After an extremely bad night, ML and I decided to have me take the cage off at night until things got better.

To be honest, My Lady was able to enjoy the situation by having easy access to morning sex… and, damn, do we have good morning sex! But I still felt that ML was being deprived of her total control of my cock. So over the past couple of days, we’ve decided to try the 24/7 lock up again and see how i handle it.

Good news report: I’ve been wearing the cage since Friday, and it feels great.

Yes, I’m still getting those “4am wake up” erections in the cage… but I’ve decided that I just need to figure out how to deal with them. So now, I’ll change position to take pressure off of my back or something, which usually works enough so I can get back to sleep. Most of all, I’m realizing how badly I miss being locked up for My Lady. Yes, I’m still crazy horny because I haven’t cum all year, but there’s a different intensity to having my erections denied as well. I already feel it building up over the past couple of days, and I’m glad it’s back.

It might take a little while before I can get start wearing it for weeks at a time, but I’m honestly looking forward to it. I know how much ML enjoys having me wear it according to her desires, and I’m excited about getting back to that.