steel collar

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I just thought this was something fun to share. Every day when cagedmonkey gets dressed and gets himself socks, he opens the dresser drawer and finds a lovely little reminder of who he belongs to. A few little things inside the sock drawer as a way to remember who controls his sexual pleasure, who controls his cock, who keeps it locked up in a cage to use when she pleases. I think it’s nice that, not only does he have his Jail Bird on every day to remind him, he also gets that unspoken visual treat, knowing he wears that collar for me and is plugged whenever I want him to be
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Life is pretty great these days and things are really falling back into place in the whole “pleasing the wife/keyholder” department. A few days ago my cycle ended and I was all cleaned up and ready to use cagedmonkey for my pleasure. That was a pretty fantastic night too. I realized we didn’t write about that! We spent some quality time with hubby in his new steel locking collar which I’d gotten him for our anniversary but he hadn’t worn until the other night.

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Good Lord is he ever so sexy in that collar. It’s just a beautiful, shiny, sleek outward representation of my ownership of him. I mean I have steel locked on his cock but it’s hidden in his pants most of the time. The steel collar really is just something else all together and it gets me deep in the pit of my stomach. I could barely talk after putting it on him, just looking at him I was overtaken by how damn sexy he was and kept choking on my own words when trying to talk.

At one point he was kneeling in front of me on the couch with his face buried in my pussy. Licking my pussy from bottom to top, slurping up my juices and flicking my clit with his tongue and sucking on it as if he was giving me a little girlie blow job. It felt so fucking good to feel him between my legs like that after what felt like forever. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him down and hard, shoving his tongue into my horny hole right as I was cumming. “I love fucking your face and cumming right in your mouth,” I told him as my pussy squeezed around his tongue gushing more of my warm wetness into his mouth.

I pushed him back on the floor and straddled his unlocked raging hard cock. It stretched me and hurt just a little, in a good way, because my pussy was so tight from what little use it’s had over the past few weeks. Not to mention just cumming seconds before. I road his cock hard and fast practically pounding him into the floor. I opened my eyes and looked at him, I saw the collar around his neck and took a deep breath. Very fluently I slid my left hand up his chest, over his shoulder and reached around the back of his neck and I could feel the cool steel of the collar. I wrapped my hand around it and could see as it got a lot more snug around his neck. That instantly turned me on as I practically had a handle while riding his cock. I continued riding him, pounding hard down on his cock, slamming it deep in my pussy. I loved seeing him looking at me so helpless as I held him in place by the steel collar on his neck.

By the time I rolled off his cock I’d cum 3 times and had rug burns on my knees. So fucking hot taking him like that. I love feeling his big thick cock filling up my pussy and pleasing me as he is denied his own pleasure. I really do love that I can use him and get off as much as I want while teasing and denying him. I love feeling his devotion for me and my control over him. I love knowing that this is something we do for each other because it’s what we both want and enjoy. He is my good boy. My locked up, teased, denied, obedient, amazing good boy and I love him with everything I am.