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Bruised, Bitchy and Too Stubborn to Quit

Posted by Michele on November 16, 2025
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Two weeks post-op and I’m finally starting to feel a tiny bit more like myself… but wow, this has been one hell of a ride. And not the fun “hands in the air” kind. More like the kind where the seat belt is too tight, the track is rickety, and the ride operator is an intern who definitely shouldn’t have been left in charge.

I knew hip replacement surgery would be tough, but I don’t think anything prepares you for just exactly how tough. I’m almost 50, I’ve run my household, my boss’ company, my kids, my men, and entire damn dynamics… and suddenly I’m the one who can’t get up without help. I’m the one who has to ask for things. I’m the one who can’t just “do it myself,” which has basically been my default setting for decades.

The first week was the worst, I won’t lie, it was an bit of a roller coaster. It was ups and downs, physically and emotionally. One minute I was fine and five minutes later something would trigger my nerves (literally) and I was in pain all down my leg. None of the unpredictable pain has been good for the mental health and sometimes I am doing good and feeling happy about doing good and the next I was pissed off at the world because I wasn’t able to do something or I was in intense pain. At one point the pain, frustration, exhaustion, something… all mixed together into some kind of nuclear-level bitchiness. I warned everyone, but still, Yikes, even I didn’t like me. I did apologize.


John flew out the night before surgery and was here for 11 days. He is such an amazing addition to our family, taking on the kids, the house, the meals, the med schedules, the waking up all hours of the night, the endless little tasks that feel like mountains right now. He did it partly because he wanted to help, and partly because he knew the second he left, it would all fall onto Hubby, and he wanted to soften that blow. Hubby wanted to do everything too, but John took the brunt of it that first week or so, because he knows these next few weeks are on cagedmonkey now that he’s gone. Cagedmonkey has to deal with catering to me everyday, taking care of the kids, the house and doing dinners and everything all by himself while going to work and his own self care. It’s a lot so I’m so happy we have the opportunity to spread out the heavy load between the two guys. That isn’t a level of help people can usually get. I’m blessed to be loved and cared for by two men.


Let me tell you… healing from hip surgery is no joke. Managing all my meds with the addition of pain meds, post op appts, PT exercises that feel like you’re learning to use your own body again. Ohhh, and the wound vac… oh my God… having that sucker (ha! See what I did there?! lol) removed was like torture. I swear they ripped off layers of my soul along with the adhesive. Seriously though, a few layers of my sensitive skin at my upper hip area were destroyed and it’s painful to get it healing.

I’m still using the walker, still moving slowly, still learning this new version of “walking.” But it’s getting better. The pain is different now and not in my hip joint, mostly my muscles and nerves. I’m taking fewer meds already, which I’m happy about… I am not a pain med person. I can actually get around the house without feeling like I’m climbing Everest. So… Progress is progress, I just need to remember that and not get discouraged. It’s really easy to do!

The hardest part now is my brain. My brain wants to get up and clean something, fix something, do something. It wants to move the way I always have… instinctively. However, my body just says “Nope. Sit down.” That’s been the biggest mindfuck of all. Knowing I can’t even if I want to… and I want to all the time.


I still have four more weeks before I’m even allowed to think about housework, bending, twisting, any of the basic things that made me feel capable and in control. It’s humbling, it’s frustrating, and it’s teaching me patience in ways I never asked for. But I’m healing, I’m improving, and I’m still Madam Allure even if I’m temporarily slowed down.

So, I am here, I’m bruised, and I may get bitchy, but I am absolutely too stubborn to quit. I promise to update again and find more time to write as I’m feeling better over the next few weeks… Why not since I’m not allowed to do anything else? LoL

Until next time…

Behave, or I’m coming after you with this walker! 😉

Madam

Mail Chastity: Chastity Changes

Posted by JonMustWait on November 26, 2017
Posted in: Advice, Male Chastity. Tagged: , , , , , . 1 comment

After my most recent post, many people commented and had questions about my experience. One of our Twitter followers had an interesting question.

Puppy Lix asked:

Have you noticed any changes to your cock in long term chastity?

Most of the time, this question is really asking, “Does chastity make your cock shrink?” I’m pretty sure that my cock still fills up ML’s pussy nice and good, but you’d have to ask her to be certain. 😉

But I’m not sure if Puppy Lix means this specifically, so I will mention the few minor “changes” that I notice after a long term chastity stint.

1) Skin elasticity: I do notice that I can feel the stretch of my skin for the first couple of days after being unlocked; it feels almost like a soreness in my skin. It’s not as strong of a feeling that I used to get, but it’s still there.

2) Sensitivity: my cock is VERY sensitive to the touch for the first few days after. Even during my shower, my legs were getting kinda wobbly from the feeling of being touched… and I wasn’t even doing anything sexual!

3) “Injuries”: No, they aren’t anything major, but sometimes things happen. The most common thing that happens to be is either tiny cracks in my skin (probably due to the loss of skin elasticity), or skin irritations (in places where the cage has been in contact with my skin for prolonged periods). If left unchecked, they could get serious, but they are easy to deal with.

The good thing is that none of these “changes” are permanent – they all go away within a few days, or a week at most. So I would have to honestly say yes, there are changes that happen during long term chastity… but the changes last less than the chastity itself did.

Sore Spot

Posted by JonMustWait on January 23, 2016
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Our Twitter followers were the first to get the scoop that I went to work uncaged yesterday. Although I have left for work uncaged before, this was almost always because my cock wouldn’t fit in the cage after fucking hot morning sex or teasing from ML. This time was different – this time there was a medical issue involved.

It was one of those “in the worst possible spot” things: I had an irritated hair follicle directly under my balls, pretty much right where the ring of my cage sits. Most of the time, I can deal with not being perfectly comfortable in my cage (case in point: dealing with a cock-crushing erection at two in the morning). This time, it just plain hurt. With the nature of what’s going on at my work right now, I wouldn’t be able to sit and ride it out. I was afraid this would become a bigger problem than it already was.

Thankfully, ML agreed and allowed me to go uncaged for the day. The plan was for me to lock myself later if I felt up to it. Luckily, I ended up having the opportunity to leave work early due to weather concerns, so I didn’t have to spend the day uncaged after all!

I’m very glad that my keyholder is very reasonable when it comes to my physical needs. My “wants” may go unfulfilled, but my needs are always taken care of.

Bittersweet Reality of Life and Still the Horny Stays Strong

Posted by Michele on April 24, 2015
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Today was supposed to be cagedmonkey’s surgery, for the second time. If you’ve been reading you know how that turned out. A lot has happened this week, actually a lot has happened to us in the past two weeks, some good, some bad. We’ve actually managed to get in a little play and sexy teasy time even though, emotionally, things have been up and down.

It all started with finding out cagedmonkey had ridiculously high blood pressure and him ending up in the emergency room. Since that time we’ve cancelled and rescheduled and cancelled his surgery again. We’ve had him at the cardiologist, started him on two meds and scheduled him for loads of testing to try to find out the cause of his high blood pressure. Wish us luck there, the doctors are semi confused!

We’ve had to put our almost 15 year old cat to sleep. She was an amazing girl. CM found her when she was 3 weeks old, half dead, behind his work. He brought her home to me and when we took her to the vet we were told, “don’t get too attached, there’s no way she’s going to make it!” I nursed her back to health and Ha! She proved them wrong and lived a long healthy 15 years. Nah nah! She was our first “baby,” together so it’s been pretty hard on both of us. I’m so happy that cagedmonkey got to hold her and tell her we loved her as she drifted off to heaven.
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Now, not only did we experience disappointment and heartache, we did get some happy moments! We got to take care of hubby’s blood pressure so he didn’t have a stroke on the operating table. He started meds which seem to really be helping his blood pressure and his numbers are looking way better! We also got to celebrate our little guy’s 7th birthday yesterday. It turned out to be an awesome day for all of us. We had fun birthday shopping, having dinner and some frozen yogurt. After such a long day the kids even decided to hold off on birthday cake until today so we still get a little more celebration tonight!

I’ve written before about the “roller coaster of life” and this is just more on that bumpy road. Life has ups and downs, sometimes for us, those all cram themselves into a very short time but we survive and come out stronger on the other side. And now this weekend (our weekend is Sunday/Monday) cagedmonkey and I hope to get in some playtime. I must say I’m absolutely loving how touchy-feely, crazy-for-me, horny hubby is. I’m walking around with super wet panties because he can’t keep his hands off of me. I love hearing how horny he is, how bad he needs and wants to cum, how he wishes he could drop to his knees and please me! Mmm, deliciousness!

I just want to thank the “Chastity Gods” that found a way to bring this into our lives because without it, I think, we both would fall into a depression, our intimacy would suffer and ultimately our lacking sex life would cause huge amounts of resentment in our relationship – oh wait, been there and done that! Yeah… I’m so glad we found this amazing way to keep things fresh and hot, even during these emotional roller coaster rides that we certainly did not get in line for!

Medical Intervention – My Cock Needs Urgent Care

Posted by JonMustWait on August 1, 2014
Posted in: Male Chastity, Tease/Orgasm Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , , . 1 comment

My Lady has been taking just about every moment she possibly can to tease me over the past week or so. Some of these teases have been quite intense. Throughout most of this time – at least the times she is not actively using her “favorite toy” – I have been wearing the cage. My cock has been reacting very strongly to her teases, filling up the cage very quickly and bulging through the bars in a desperate attempt of a full erection. And my high level of horniness does me no favors when I am waiting for these attempts to subside.

Wednesday night, after a day of bearing witness to many strong orgasms that ML enjoyed, I was off to work… after licking ML’s pussy and bringing her to 3 more orgasms, which gets me more turned on than anything else in the world. During a potty break at work, I noticed there were some tiny red dots along the shaft of my cock. ML had just shaved me recently, so I figured it was some sort of rash or irritation. I sent her a message, asking if she would unlock me and we could check it out. She agreed.

At home that morning, she pulled the cage off, drawing the “release from the cage” moan that has pretty much become standard. 🙂 She held my slowly growing cock in her hands, inspecting the dots I saw. Just before I was able to start enjoying her touch, she snapped me out of my daze.

“These are bruises,” she said.

WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?

“These are tiny bruises! It must be from pressing up against the cage so often. You’re putting a lot of pressure on it, and you’re getting little tiny bleeds under your skin. Your poor cock!”

NOW she feels bad for my cock. Not after watching it struggle for freedom in the cage. Not after watching it drip copius amounts of precum after a particularly devious tease session. It takes cock bruising to draw sympathy from My Lady.

(Just kidding!! She is very loving, but she is also very strong in carrying out her wishes and doesn’t fall victim to feelings of pity)

So, yeah… my cock was reacting so strongly to being teased by ML while I was caged that I ended up hurting myself. The good news was that it wasn’t painful or anything. But just to be safe, ML imposed a 24 hour ban on teasing me while the cage was on. Silly me, I got excited thinking that I’d get some unlocked time… “I didn’t say no cage, I just said no teasing while the cage was on,” she replied. Figures.

Tonight before work, her appetite for teasing kicked in – I got my unlocked time, but with a healthy dose of sexual torment along with it. She teased my cock with a long, slow, sensuous blowjob; she even managed to bring me to the edge and hold me there for a few seconds using only her mouth… when the fuck did she learn to do that? And the good news was that, when it was time to lock me back up again, there was no sign of bruising or any lasting damage whatsoever. Now she can go back to teasing me whenever she wants, and I can go back to becoming more and more desperate for an orgasm as each day passes.

So basically, things are back to normal. 😉

Unexpected Out-Cums

Posted by JonMustWait on January 20, 2014
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There were plenty of surprises this weekend, both welcome and unwelcome. I’ll start at the beginning.

My Lady and I had a great time at the casino celebrating our wedding anniversary. We somehow managed NOT to lose all of our money, so I’m chalking that up as a win. On our way out of the casino, we stopped by the roulette table for “The Spin.”

My Lady chose the spin, and the ball was flung around the wheel, ready to randomly choose my fate. The ball bounced down to the number slots as I looked on, and I could see the ball beginning to settle. It was rolling between 0 and 32, back and forth… it seemed like it was torturing me!! Then…..

The roulette spinner picked the ball up and spun it again! I don’t know why a respin was called for – perhaps there was an improper bet or whatever, I don’t know all the rules to these games – but she flung the ball again for a new trip around the wheel. ML and I waited for the spin to stop…. and finally it landed on….

Thirty.

Another THIRTY days of denial for me!

But wait, that’s not the end of our story….

[Warning: possible graphic language and descriptions ahead, proceed with caution]

When we got home and dispatched of the babysitter, ML and I began to get intimate. She was gracious enough to give me an anniversary present and allowed me to make love to her and cum inside her. It didn’t take long in the slightest. It was WONDERFUL to finally get release after so long. We came together as she slowly rode on top of me. We ended up falling asleep in each other’s arms. It was so great. ML decided on giving me a short chastity honeymoon – most likely covering the holiday weekend, giving us Sunday night to enjoy ourselves and I would be locked back up for work Monday night.

Last night ML wanted to start things off by having me masturbate and shoot a nice big load all over my stomach – and, conveniently get a video of it to torture me with when I couldn’t masturbate later (she can be evil sometimes, I love it!). I stroked myself and was ready to cum pretty quickly, and in no time my cock was shooting warm pink cum all over my stomach…

Wait….

What?

PINK CUM?!?!?

I wasn’t even fully done with my orgasm before I started thinking, “Oh fuck, something is seriously wrong here.” I cleaned the blood-tinged cum off of me, as well as a “clot-like” thing that was on my hand…

[Hey, you come to this blog looking for honesty and no bullshit posts about male chastity, so you’re getting it. This is what happened. I’m sorry if it grosses, but real is real].

… and I promptly started freaking out. Why am I cumming blood? What is wrong with me? Do I need to go to the hospital? Am I going to explain to a doctor what ML and I have been up to? And why is the idea of confessing to a doctor scarier to me than the fact that there’s actually blood in my semen?

So yeah, the whole spirit of the honeymoon kinda died right there.

Since last night, ML and I have done some research (to come in an ML post, most likely later today), and the research has been comforting. There was no full on BLOOD in the semen, just a little tinge. We have found that it is quite normal (WTFHOWCOULDTHISBENORMAL?!?!?) and it’s nothing to be majorly concerned about unless I’m in pain, the problem continues or gets worse. We’ve decided to take a small break from chastity, possibly around a week or so. During this week, ML will most likely allow me to cum a few times, in part to see what happens, as well as to help “flush the pipes” so to speak.

I wish I didn’t have to go so far as cumming blood to get a week of free orgasms, but there you have it.