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Does the Thought of Causing Someone Pain Excite You?

Posted by Michele on January 30, 2026
Posted in: BDSM, Power Exchange. Tagged: , , , . 4 comments

poppet asked an amazing question in a comment and I really wanted to address it in a post because it’s not as simple as “Hi, I’m Michele, I’m a sadist and I love it, it fulfills me and I get turned on by it.” lol so here goes, I hope this brings you a little further into our world as we keep writing.

The first time I held a cane and truly didn’t hold back, something clicked so deeply inside me. My mind felt focused, not reckless, rather grounded instead. Like every scattered part of me lined up behind a single intention. I wouldn’t say I was lost in the moment; as much as I was found there. The sounds, the reactions, the shared breath afterward… it all hit somewhere far deeper than adrenaline. It went straight to my soul. Exhilarating doesn’t quite cover it. I can remember getting shivers and giggling, genuine giggles, that were so happy.

What surprised me most wasn’t the act itself, but how everything felt right. Like I was fulfilling a need I’d been quietly carrying my whole life without knowing its shape. I remember feeling it in my chest with every swing of the cane, I still do, when we get a chance to use them. This wasn’t about “impact play” as a hobby or a technique. It was about something inside me finally being uninhibited… Power with responsibility, power with consent, power that’s offered a place to go.

Because a true sadistic urge isn’t satisfied by providing pain alone, it’s satisfied by exchange. By the moment you realize the person in front of you doesn’t just tolerate what you give, they need it. They need to be taken there. They need the weight of your focus, the certainty of your hand, the permission to let go because you are right there with them. And in that exchange, something electric passes between you: energy released, energy received.

There’s an intimacy in that kind of power that’s hard to explain to anyone who hasn’t felt it. It’s not about dominance for show. It’s about being trusted with someone’s vulnerability and discovering that your own desire to press, to push, to draw sensation out of another has a purpose. That it can be healing, grounding, even sacred when met by someone whose body and mind are asking for exactly what you are built to give. I will admit there is something arousing about it all. With all the feelings that get flowing, it doesn’t surprise me that the juices get flowing as well.

Once you know this stuff about yourself, it’s impossible to un-know. It becomes part of who you are, like realizing you prefer to masturbate left-handed or really like a certain position during sex. It doesn’t make you weird; it makes you defined, honest, alive.

For me, doing this isn’t about enjoying pain in isolation. It’s about the moment two needs meet perfectly and recognize that neither of you has to pretend anymore.

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

Rough Nights

Posted by JonMustWait on January 7, 2020
Posted in: Male Chastity. Tagged: , , , , . 5 comments

Things are in an interesting place in the MinaC household. On the one hand, both ML and I are anticipating another try for a full year of orgasm denial – while I know I will eventually be horribly desperate to cum by the end of it, we both miss the intensity and the crazy horniness that it brings to both of us. My Lady is particularly excited about incorporating more ruined orgasms into the mix, which will hopefully somewhat fulfill her desire to see me cum without giving me the pleasure of a full orgasm. It’ll also most likely drive my frustration even stronger (another positive in ML’s eyes).

On the other hand, certain “situations” have developed that have put some limits on my ability to wear my chastity cage, specifically overnight. I’ve been experiencing some pretty severe back pain over the past few months, which was confirmed as a herniated disc by MRI.

Wearing the cage at night often leads to middle-of-the-night erections that cause such bad pain that I can’t sleep. Now, before y’all start in with the “OMG chastity caused your herniated disc!” BS —

— I’m almost 100% sure I injured it during our recent move. Just because it hurts now because of it, doesn’t mean it originally caused it. If you break your ankle skiing, it’s gonna hurt if you walk on it; you didn’t break your ankle by walking on it.

It’s kind of a bummer to not be able to wear the cage indefinitely at this time; I feel like I’m taking away ML’s choice in how long I wear the cage (to be fair, it was ML’s decision to allow me to sleep cageless for now). I would really like to wear the cage for days or even weeks at a time if she desires – my desperation for just a simple erection can get very intense – but it’s just not doable right now.

The weird thing is that when I get sexually aroused in the cage, it doesn’t lead to the pain that the mid-sleep ones do. It’s almost as if it’s a different type of erection that occurs. This is good – at least My Lady gets to see my cock struggling in its cage while she teases me. That’s one of her favorite things about keeping me in chastity!

So, depending on how we decide to address my back pain issue (surgery is a definite possibility in the near future), things may get better quickly or maybe not-so-quickly. I’m just hoping for some improvement in the future. I want ML to be able to keep me in the cage for as long as she wants, not as long as I can manage.

Nipple Q’s

Posted by JonMustWait on July 28, 2018
Posted in: Advice, Tease/Orgasm Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , . 5 comments

It’s been about two weeks since I got my nipples pierced, and lots of people have been asking the usual questions that come along with poking a hole in your body and putting a metal bar through it. I thought it would help for those who were curious (as well as those who may be thinking about doing it themselves) to answer some of them here.

Here we go!

Did it hurt?

Uhhh…… yeah! Some dude shoved a needle through my nips, of course it hurt! I actually have a pretty high pain tolerance, so it wasn’t horrible, but other people might find it overwhelming. It’s MUCH more painful than a tattoo, but only for a quick few seconds.

The other part of this question is if they still hurt – at this point, they don’t hurt much anymore. It feels like they’ve healed up pretty well by now; except for some itching her and there, they feel completely normal. Every once in a while I’ll forget and catch one on my seat belt, but it’s like “mini toe stub” type of pain: hurts for a moment because it’s so unexpected, then goes away quick. They only really hurt when they are supposed to…

Like this.

Do your nipples stay hard now?

Yeah, they do! Before the piercings, my nipples would get pretty hard and pokey… but they wouldn’t stay that way. Now they are pretty much always some level of hard. It’s kinda like having a constant semi-hard erection – they aren’t always perky, but they aren’t as soft as they used to be either.

In response to this, I’ve started wearing some looser fitting shirts to work. I’m not embarrassed about my nipples, per se, but I’d rather avoid questions about my nips at work while I can.

Are they more sensitive now?

Holy fuck, YES!

I had sensitive nipples to start with, but now it’s just absolutely ridiculous. When ML plays with my nipples, it drives me absolutely insane now – my toes curl, I lose my balance, and I can’t stop my body from squirming. They are like buttons that when touched get my cock hard instantly, and the tingly sensation I feel when they are lightly teased hangs around for endless minutes afterwards. During sex, when ML rubs and squeezes them, I can’t help but moan loudly and I have to stop to avoid cumming inside her.

This may have been a big mistake.

ML has been saying that she’s excited to get me tied up nice and good so she can spend some time playing with her “new toys.” Today, Grandma has taken the kids overnight until Sunday afternoon. She might just get her wish…

Mail Chastity: The Blue Balls Experience

Posted by JonMustWait on March 6, 2016
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Joey, one of our readers, wrote to us the following:

Mr monkey, 
I’m just curious what’s the longest mrs monkey has ever kept you locked up in chastity?

First of all, there’s no need for formalities. 🙂

I’m guessing that by the “longest” I’ve been locked up, you mean the longest 24/7 chastity term I’ve gone through without being released.

The longest ML has kept me constantly locked was a little over three weeks – to be honest, I’m not sure of the exact amount of days because we’ve done it a few times already. Each of the last two times, we’ve set out aiming for a month but we never quite make it that long. ML just can’t go on that long without my cock 😉

Joey also asks:

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ow exactly does blue balls feel to you and do you ever get them?

After two months of not cumming, of course I get them!

The good thing is that it’s not a constant feeling that I deal with all day long. I really only feel it when I’m sexually aroused – which is to say that I feel it whenever My Lady is near me. 🙂 It’s not the painful agony that most guys expect or imagine; I would describe it more as an ache, kind of how a minor muscle bruise would feel. And much like a bruise, the ache gets deeper the more you pay attention to it – that’s one of the reasons ML takes every opportunity to remind me of my situation.

Thanks for the questions, Joey!

Sore Spot

Posted by JonMustWait on January 23, 2016
Posted in: Male Chastity. Tagged: , , , , , , , . 2 comments

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.

Alone Time = Rough Pegging Time

Posted by JonMustWait on December 12, 2015
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The stars aligned the other day, and I happened to get a day off of work during the week. This gave My Lady and I some time together with absolutely no kids in the house. She took advantage of this time by making me scream and cry with a rough pegging. What a way to spend your day off, huh?

ML cuffed my hands to the bed above my head, then she used the Easy Access Thigh Restraint Sling to position me with my knees up to my chest and my legs spread. I felt very slutty right then, wide open and vulnerable. I couldn’t close my legs even if I wanted to.

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She began to rub the tip of her strapon against my asshole, and my cock quickly began to stiffen. “Ooooh, you like being my little slut, don’t you,” ML teased me as she began to stroke me. “I bet your cock will even harder when I start sliding my big fake cock in your ass.” She slowly pushed the strapon inside me, and we found out she was absolutely right.

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ML stroked my cock and quickly brought me to the edge, and I whimpered and squirmed as she teased me. I wanted my hands free badly; after a month-plus of teasing and denial, I was desperate to touch myself and cum, whether or not there was a big rubber dildo in my ass or not.

ML kept me teetering on the edge, using my cock as a handle as she fucked me with the strapon. I could see ML was enjoying taking me on my back, being able to look into my eyes as she penetrated me, but I could also tell something was missing for her. She couldn’t fuck me with the force she wanted to. After not getting any chances to peg me for so long, she wanted to take me roughly. She wanted to hurt me.

ML took the thigh restraints off me and told me to turn over on the bed. With my hands still cuffed to the bed, I was defenseless. She had me where she needed me in order to take me as she wanted.

ML was not gentle with me. After not having much ass play for the past few months, I probably needed some time to get accustomed to the size of her strapon… time that My Lady was not willing to give. She pushed the strapon deep into my ass, filling me almost completely after only a few strokes. I kicked my legs against the mattress to try to deal with the pain, since it was my only option. She continued to abuse my ass, giving me no time to gather myself, until I was sobbing and begging her to stop. I was glad that there were no kids in the house, because I couldn’t have kept my volume down even if I needed to.

When ML had her fill of me (pun intended), she thrusted deep into my ass one last time. With the strapon still in my ass, she unhooked the waistband from herself, reversed it, and hooked it around my waist, effectively strapping the dildo firmly into my ass.
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ML then laid down next to me and reached for her wand. It was ML’s turn to take advantage of the kids not being around.

ML started by using the wand through her panties, getting them even more soaked than they already were from pegging me. Once they were good and wet, she took them off and shoved them in my mouth, letting me taste her while I watched her please herself. She then used the wand to bring herself to a massive, screaming orgasm, which lasted a good half minute before she started to come down. But even after that, she still wasn’t satisfied.

My Lady uncuffed me and told me to get up and fuck her. I nearly lept off the mattress, until I realized the dildo was still strapped inside my ass. She wanted me to fuck her with the strapon still in my ass! She knew exactly what I was thinking, and said, “Yes, be a good boy and fuck my pussy with your cock while mine fucks your ass.”

Her pussy was as wet as it had ever been as my cock slid easily inside her. I was close to cumming after only a few thrusts, but I managed to hold off. I nearly had a handle on the situation when ML wrapped her legs around my waist and used her feet to push the dildo deeper into my ass. I jumped forward reflexively, shoving myself balls deep into ML’s pussy and triggering another screaming orgasm from her. Her pussy grabbed and squeezed my cock as she came hard and loud, and my body wanted to cum with her so badly. I somehow managed to hold off… maybe the big rubber cock in my ass distracted me just enough.

ML’s timing was perfect – we had just a few minutes for aftercare before she had to go pick up my daughter from school. Back to real life we went, where we are parents instead of kinky fuckers we truly are inside. I couldn’t forget the morning, though… not with my poor asshole twitching and throbbing all day long, and definitely not with ML looking at me and giving me that knowing smile all day long.

Good Morning! Here’s a Rope Up Your Asscrack!

Posted by JonMustWait on October 2, 2015
Posted in: Male Chastity, Tease/Orgasm Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , , , . 4 comments

I was lucky enough to get a day off from work today (although I’m working Saturday, so I’m not that lucky). ML let me sleep a little later than usual, but under one condition – she was going to make things a little “uncomfortable” for me.

My Lady started by applying the leather cuffs to my wrists. She then got a segment of bondage rope and started to wrap it around the base of my cock cage (which was starting to fill up very quickly as she continued to tie me up). Then came the uncomfortable part.

ML ran the rope down below my legs and up between my ass cheeks, all the way up my back and over my shoulders.  She gave it a quick tug, pulling it deep between my ass cheeks, before tying the ends of the rope to my cuffs. She positioned my hands at just above forehead level – not the most comfortable place for them, but any attempt to lower them would cause the rope to dig deeper into my ass.

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Quite the "predicament"!

ML then tucked a small egg vibrator underneath my balls and held it in place with the rope; I began to moan right away. ML quieted me with a deep tongue kiss.

“Get some rest,” she said, “I’ll be back in a bit.”

Get some rest? That wasn’t really possible. It was bad enough just getting in a spot where I was decently comfortable. I’d have no choice but to move my arms when they got tired, but the rope tugged against me and made the base of my cock throb. Add in the fact that I had to endure the constant vibration, and I was dying to be released pretty quickly.

My Lady returned a little while later. She stood over me for a moment, smiling as she enjoyed the torment she arranged for me. Her eyes were locked onto mine as she removed her panties. My entire body shuddered as she climbed up, straddled my face towards my feet, and sat her soaking wet pussy right down on my face.

My face was instantly covered in her juices as she rubbed her pussy all over me. She rode my tongue, pushing it inside her and forcing me to tongue fuck her. I heard her moaning as she adjusted her hips and my tongue slid into her tight asshole. She spread her cheeks apart and pushed down harder to take my tongue deeper in her ass, all while her bouncing pulled the rope deeper into mine. It was really starting to hurt; between my movements and ML’s thrusting against my body, the rope had really started to tighten up on me. I started to whimper, but my cries were muffled by ML’s sexy ass and delicious  pussy. I’m sure she could still hear me, though, because she went faster each time I cried out.

After my face was thoroughly covered in her pussy juice, ML slid her body down until her pussy was right on top of my caged cock. She began rubbing herself against me, grinding her horny pussy right into my cage. I could feel her warmth and wetness between the bars of the Jailbird, and I was getting very desperate to be inside her. I got my wish, but not exactly as I’d hoped; ML took my caged cock and pulled it into her pussy. I tried to stay quiet, but I couldn’t; I moaned loudly as her pussy took my poor tortured cock inside. My Lady grabbed the base of my cock and fucked herself with the cage, effectively jerking my cock at the root as it throbbed helplessly against the steel. She pulled on the rope with each thrust, but this time in a different direction. By the time she got off of me, the rope was fully dug into my sensitive asscrack.

My Lady seemed to be finished tormenting me, but she wasn’t finished pleasing herself. She took her wand and laid down beside me on the bed, head by my feet and vice versa. I had a beautiful view as she spread her legs across my chest and began to rub the wand on her clit. She was moaning and writhing within seconds.

“Ooooh baby,” she moaned, “I bet you wish you could cum like this.” I was too desperate to respond with words. “Finger my pussy while I cum,” she said.

Her pussy was down by my hips, there was no way I could reach that far the way I was tied up. But before I could protest, ML made it clear what had to do.

“Finger my pussy and make my cum, now,” she demanded. “I don’t care if it hurts right now, I just need your fingers inside me.”

I pulled on my cuffs hard, tugging the rope up my ass, but I only made it about 3/4 of the way to her. “Come on,” she wiggled her hips, “make me cum.” I tried harder this time; I pulled the rope as hard as I could, and I yelped in pain as my fingers slid inside her.

“Ohhhh God, yes,” ML moaned. “Deeper, baby, I want it as deep as you can.”

Fuck, what terrible torture this was. ML knows how much I love to make her cum, and she knows how much more I love being her good boy and obeying her demands. But here I was, being forced to pull a bondage rope up between my asscheeks as hard as I possibly could just so I could reach her pussy. I won’t lie, it hurt. It felt like the rope was going to pull right up into my ass, I was tugging so hard. But I had to; I had no choice but to do it because ML wanted it.

It was an amazing feeling – the pain of the rope digging into me, the soft sexy feeling of ML’s pussy squeezing my fingers, the joy of listening to ML get closer and closer to cumming, all mixed together into one moment. Add to that the crushing helplessness of the cage still locked on my desperate cock… It was truly indescribable.

ML came hard, as she usually does when using the wand – her pussy clamped down on my fingers and her legs stiffened as her orgasm exploded though her body. Her legs were pushing me down onto the bed, adding even more pain from the rope. It was all moot though; feeling ML’s intense cum helped me push through the increasing pain with extra threshold to spare.

ML undid the restraints after she came down from her massive orgasm, and now we are back to our normal “parenting” lives… at least on the outside, for me. Inside, my horniness is brewing; there is a semi-subspace feeling fueling this desire more attention from My Lady, whether it be more torture or teasing… whatever she desires. I’m home all day with her today. I wonder if this morning’s amazing experience has filled her appetite, or if it was only an appetizer.

I have the rest of the day to find out.

The Cock Crush

Posted by JonMustWait on July 16, 2015
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It’s been over two weeks now of 24/7 lockup in the JB and I’m going through the usual “difficult feels” that hit me around this time. Not only does it get rough on me mentally at this point, but it’s no picnic physically either! My Lady has taken the opportunity of having my cock caged to tickle and tease it through the bars from time to time, and I can definitely feel the sensitivity to touch increasing. Sometimes, all it takes is a brush of her fingers before I feel myself start to swell inside the cage. And once that process statrs, it’s almost impossible to stop it.

This past weekend, I had a very painful bout of “morning wood,” as it were. ML and I were snuggling throughout the night, and I woke up extremely aroused. I’ve been getting this for the past week or so, so I wasn’t surpised by it happening. I was surprised by how much it hurt this time around. Over the past couple of years of living the chastity lifestyle, it was never this bad. It felt like the cage was crushing my cock, as well as tugging hard on my sack. It was rough, to put it lightly.

I did my best to relax myself by taking deep breaths, and I tried to help with my circulation by squeezing the muscles in my legs to increase the blood flow to those areas… yes, I’m a big nerd for knowing these types of things work; yes, they usually do work pretty well. But this night, my stubborn cock was having none of it. It was almost as if I was stuck in a self-perpetuating circle: the tightness of the cage around my cock was giving me the sensation of being squeezed, which of course is usually a good thing when taking into account how tight my wife’s pussy gets when she’s horny and wants to be fucked. This squeezing sensation gets my cock throbbing and swelling even more, pressing harder against the cage. This makes the cage feel even tighter, which starts the cycle all over again.

Basically, once it gets to this point, I’m fucked unless I can somehow break the cycle.

I ended up laying in bed, curled in a pained half-ball, surfing the internet on my phone because I had nothing else to distract me. After about ten minutes of reading boring news stories and sports updates, I finally felt the death grip of the cage on my cock begin to loosen just the slightest bit; it was another fifteen minutes until I was finally comfortable enough to try sleeping again. I turned my phone off, rolled over, and tried to get back to sleep. It was much easier without the crushing pressure on my poor locked up cock, however now I had to deal with the issue of my cock gushing precum all over the bedsheets. Although, after being denied for months on end in the past, this is a situation that I’ve become very familiar with.

It’s funny to think about how much my life has changed with chastity, considering now that sleeping in a bed soaked with precum is the least of my problems.

A Short Spanking Session

Posted by JonMustWait on June 19, 2015
Posted in: Male Chastity. Tagged: , , , , , . 2 comments

My Lady hasn’t been feeling very well lately; she has been dealing with strong body aches and generalized overall pain from time to time. I wish I could do something to help her out and relieve her pain, but there’s not much I can do other than being supportive and loving whenever I can.
 
Our sexy fun play time has suffered greatly over the past few weeks because of this. It may seem superficial, but ML and I both agree that sexual attraction and physical intimacy is a very important part of our relationship. I can tell ML is getting worried that her physical issues are drawing energy away from our sex life. She doesn’t REALLY need to worry about that stuff – we can definite adjust to this situation, as we’ve been through much worse already – but it’s nice when I can help ease her fears when possible (and get her a little turned at the same time).
 
We were sitting on the couch tonight watching some TV before I had to leave for work, ML was resting her hand on my hip as I was laying on my side next to her. With the sole purpose of making her smile, I pulled the waistband of my shorts down to show her my naked ass. She giggled and squeezed my butt and gave them a soft slap with her palm. Her touch felt so nice on my naked skin, and a moment later I was up on my knees next to her on the couch, bent over the arm with my naked ass pointed in her direction. As her hands caressed my ass cheeks, I heard her make what would be best described as a half laugh/half moan, a sound that she often makes when she is surprised by just how turned on she is getting. It was music to my ears.
 
For the next few minutes, My Lady smacked my ass until I whimpered and tickled my balls until I couldn’t help but squirm. She gently stroked the base of my cock until I filled up my cage, and she teased the sensitive area between my balls and asshole until I was moaning into the couch cushions. “It’s so cute,” she said as she toyed with me, “I love to watch your ass twitch.” I couldn’t hold still as she brushed her fingers over my exposed skin, and she spanked me hard enough to make me yelp.

It eventually was time for me to get ready for work, but it felt really great to get those juices flowing between us again. It was also wonderful to see My Lady enjoying making my cage tight around my throbbing cock.