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ML and I have always been curious about whether or not I was able to have an orgasm while wearing my chastity cage. We know it’s possible in the general sense – we’ve heard about it from many sources, and there are plenty of femdom videos where it happens. We just didn’t know if I was actually physically able to do it. We tried using the hitachi wand as well as other ways of stimulation, all with no success. Until last week, that is.

I’m now able to confirm that I can, in fact, have an orgasm in my cage. And, honestly, it might be even more frustrating than a ruined orgasm.

But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me start again…

My “leaving for work” ritual has changed quite a bit after our moves from NY -> WV -> IN. I used to kneel for ML and give her some body worship before I left, and ML would almost always flash me her titties as I drove away (seriously, don’t I have the best fucking wife in the world?). Recently, our kids have been getting up earlier than they have in the past, and they are usually awake by the time I am leaving. This makes it tough to do our routine on a normal basis, but we make time for it when we can.

Last Wednesday morning, ML and I snuck off to the bedroom to get a little privacy. ML laid back on the bed and spread her legs, offering me her delicious horny pussy. I knelt at the side of the bed and began licking her. As always, she tasted AMAZING. As I licked her clit and kissed her pussy lips, she began to moan quietly (trying not to alert the kids in the next room). It was so sexy and it was turning me on like crazy!

ML had kept me locked in the cage all the way from the previous weekend; I was really craving the feeling of being inside her, and her moans of pleasure were only making that craving worse. I may have gently suggested to ML that she unlock me, but my full on “rooty” would have made getting out of the Jailbird almost impossible. But I didn’t care – for some reason, I felt like I NEEDED to be inside her at that moment. So I climbed up on the bed, kneeling in between ML’s legs, and began gently sliding my caged cock into her slippery wet pussy.

My Lady has been very impressive with her ability to handle my chastity cage inside her. When we first tried it, I was barely able to move without causing her discomfort. Now, I still have to be careful, but I am able to thrust into her a little bit (as long as I get the curve of the cage at the correct angle).

The feeling of fucking ML with the cage on is really difficult to describe. On one hand, any time I get to feel ML’s pussy wrapped around my cock is absolutely wonderful. But when I’m wearing the cage, I can only feel her pussy with the parts of my cock that bulge out past the bars. The result is a strange combination of great pleasure and immense frustration.

As I continued to thrust into ML, these conflicting feelings must have been showing on my face, because I saw a flash of excitement in her eyes. She was getting off on my frustration. I could feel her excitement flowing from her as I watched her drink in my suffering. Her excitement increased my arousal so much and so quickly, all of a sudden I realized something.

I looked into ML’s eyes and said, “I think I could cum.”

“Really?” she asked.

“I think so.”

“Do it,” she answered. “Cum for me.”

I had been waiting SEVEN MONTHS to hear My lady say those words.

It didn’t take me long to fulfill her request. I had to control my thrusts in order not to hurt ML with the steel chastity cage, but I was able to push myself to orgasm.

It was, in a word… terrible.

First off, getting myself to orgasm was nowhere near the way I wanted to do it. After seven months of denial, I really just wanted to pound ML’s pussy and cum deep inside her. I couldn’t do that here; I had to thrust very slowly, which ended up making the climb to orgasm a horrible tease of an ordeal. It was like instead of diving into a pool, I was slowly dragged across the cement and unceremoniously dumped in.

Then came the orgasm itself. It wasn’t quite a ruined orgasm because my cock was being stimulated throughout the whole thing, but it was very much like one in the fact that it was absolutely not pleasurable. It was more like a “blocked” orgasm: my cock surged in its cage, eager to release seven months worth of pent up orgasmic pressure. However, each time my cock pulsed, it met with the unyielding steel of the cage. Still desperate for a deep, intense, cum-pumping orgasm, my cock tried even harder, but with no success. All that happened was an even bigger buildup of pressure, only now I could feel it all throughout my cock. At least with a ruined orgasm, there was some sense of release; I wasn’t even gifted that here.

I could tell My Lady could feel my bulging cock twitching inside her because her eyes had an intense look in them. The look on my face was probably equal parts surprise, confusion, desperation, and frustration, and she was loving every single second of it. As my cock continued its strangled orgasm, I couldn’t help but whimper as I suffered through the torture. In the end, I wasn’t able to fill ML’s pussy with my cum; it ended up dribbling out later once my cock had given up and gotten soft.

So yes, it was absolutely horrible, in such a good way. I was teased and taunted by an “orgasm” that ended up being more frustrating than I could have imagined. Now knowing how this effected me, I wouldn’t be surprised if ML were to try this again, only next time using her wand to give herself a ruined orgasm while I suffer through mine. I’m not sure if I could think of anything more soul crushing than that.


ML and I have been enjoying my days off during the week. Not having the kids around has allowed us to have some fun that is edgier than what we can normally do (even with the kids sleeping). This last day off, ML took the opportunity to give me some time locked in the Bitch Tamer stockade.

I got into position, and ML cuffed and locked my wrists and ankles to the steel frame. Then she took a belt and used it to strap my hips down tight to the waist pad so that I couldn’t move at all. It was very exhilarating to have no control over what My Lady could do to me, no way to move to avoid (or get more of) any sensations ML wanted me to feel.


ML began by getting her paddle from the dresser and giving me a good spanking. She started off with some semi-gentle swats, but soon her excitement drove her to spank me harder. The paddle was hitting me with a loud smack, and I felt the sting beginning to build. Each swat hurt just a little more than the last, and I was soon wishing that I could move even just the littlest bit to react to the pain. The waist pad and belt held fast, holding me still and giving ML a nice easy target to aim for.

Only after I began to yelp after each swat did ML finally show me some mercy. I could feel the heat from my nicely reddened ass as she walked around me, dragging her fingers across my back and making me shiver. ML reached into our “bondage bin” and took out some rope and walked around to the back of the stockade. I had only a moment to wonder what she was doing, then I felt her hands on my cock and balls. She wrapped the rope around the base of my balls and cock, looped it around the tip of my cock just under the head, and then pulled the rope up my back and tied it to the belt strapped across my back. This pulled my cock backwards between my legs, providing a little extra ache to my already frustrated and desperate cock.


Once she had me tied up, ML sat on the edge of the bed, just barely within reach of my face. She spread her legs, showing me her extremely wet pussy. I instinctively tried to lunge forward, but restrained as I was, I could barely move. The only thing I succeeded in doing was causing the rope to tug on my cock and balls. ML looked down at me with a knowing smile. “Come on,” she said, giving her pussy a pat, obviously instructing me to try my best to lick her.

I strained as hard as I could, pulling my cock backwards even farther in the process. I was just barely able to reach her pussy, licking her clit with the tip of my tongue. I could tell ML was enjoying teasing me in this way because I could feel her pussy pulsing from just this little amount of contact I was able to manage. After a minute or two, ML leaned back, moving her pussy just out of range. She rubbed her clit, bringing herself to orgasm just inches away from my face, forcing me to watch every moment of her orgasm.

When ML had satisfied herself, she turned her attention back to torturing me. She untied the rope and began to stroke my cock, which was already dripping with precum. She stroked me hard and fast, and I tried with all of my might to thrust down towards her. It was God awful frustrating to not be able to thrust into her hand; after two and a half months without an orgasm, I needed a good hard fast cum. Not being able to move, I was completely depending on ML to deliver that badly needed orgasm… I knew deep down, however, that it wouldn’t likely be the case.

ML continued stroking me, taking me right to the edge of orgasm… and she continued stroking me until juuuuuuuust before my cock began to spasm. She let go at the perfect moment, before my orgasm started but too late for it to stop. I groaned and my body shuddered as I suffered through an intense ruined orgasm, trying to move even an inch just to get some sort of touch to make the orgasm a little more pleasurable. But the cum just poured out of me with no orgasm whatsoever.


ML still wasn’t done with me; she was going to get her money’s worth with her monkey locked up. When my cock was finished with its ruined cum, she began to stroke me again. This time I was even more desperate to thrust into her hand, because now I knew what was coming… ML was going to ruin me again. I couldn’t thrust towards her, I couldn’t shy away… I was just there, subject to the ruined orgasm that I knew was only seconds away.

The second ruined one was worse. Once ML realized that I knew it was coming, she dragged it out even longer; she slowed her strokes, pushing me right up to the edge and holding me there for a few moments before slowly pushing me enough to just barely start my orgasm. Then she gently released my cock from her grip; the absence of touch was excruciating! I tried as hard as I could to thrust anywhere, rub my cock against anything… all I could manage was to shake the stockade a little bit. When my cock began to throb, I hung my head in defeat, and I had no choice but to watch as the cum dribbled out of my cock once again.

I think ML was interested in playing more, but unfortunately “real life problems” began to kick in – my elbow began to feel stiff and painful. It’s going to be so great when I don’t have to worry about my elbow hurting during extended bondage sessions! Although, maybe it was a blessing… who knows how many more ruined orgasms I would have had to endure before ML was through with me!

We had our Mistress/slave couple friends over for the weekend and enjoyed a very nice time together. It’s always fun seeing them, no matter what goes on, whether we are out doing family things or having a night of drinking and kinky sex.

The weekend was overall nice and relaxing and not too entirely hardcore – for those that were hoping they’d come here and hear all kinds of stories about the hardcore, bondage, D/s, crazy sex happenings – sorry. It was pretty laid back for the most part but there certainly was some drinking going on and some fun kinky sex times!
I had decided that cagedmonkey was going to stay locked most of the weekend. He spent most of the weekend rooty as hell in his cage. Boy, did he ever beg and beg to get out. He desperately wanted to be touched and teased and tortured. The only answer he got all weekend was, “No, baby.” He spent the nights on the weekend being forced to watch everyone else cumming, forced to feel the jealousy of wanting his own orgasm. At one point I used the wand on his cage while we sat there next to our friends on the bed. They were on his side of the bed that night. I forced him to watch her get fucked and get pleased by her slave orally. Each time he tried to close his eyes and moan I told him to keep looking. To keep watching him slide his free cock into her warm wet pussy. To watch and listen to his tongue and all the wetness you could hear as her slaves pushed her closer and closer to orgasm. Our Mistress friend had fun verbally driving him mad as well as her own slave, reminding him of his situation. How his big thick manly cock was all locked up in a cage and controlled by me. I made him watch and listen, while his cock was vibrating and straining against the steel, as she got to orgasm and leaked her juices all over the bed.

And then I made him sleep, aching and painfully horny, in another woman’s wet spot.

We did get a few moments alone while our friends took the kids out, one night, and I decided to make cagedmonkey’s frustration run just a little deeper. I was so wet and horny I climbed up on his lap, pinned his hands above his head and straddled his caged cock. I rubbed my pussy all over him and came nice and good on his cock, covering his cage in my gooey juices.
You can see all the thick gooey girl cum in the bars of his cage. There was so much, it was a beautiful thing!
While I would love to get much more descriptive about some of the other happenings of the weekend, it proves a little difficult when having to leave out names and trying to keep anonymity safe. We will have to leave those details for other, more private, areas of the blogosphere! You know how to contact us! 🙂

We have to make time these days for play and getting up at 4:30am everyday makes it tough to stay up much later at night after the kids go to bed. So, for now, we do what we can when we can. Trust me, cagedmonkey is still getting teased just about daily. We just don’t have time for big scenes and long drawn out tease and torture sessions – except, last night, I made sure he had a tough time sleeping.

Let me start with yesterday morning! Hubby started his day extremely frustrated yesterday. Every morning cagedmonkey will usually get on his knees in front of me. I love how he starts his day showing his submission like that. Most of the time I’ll make him eat my pussy but when my delicious pussy is unavailable I will make him kiss, lick and suck my big boobies. I will rub them all over his face and tease his lips. Well yesterday morning I decided I’d make his day extremely frustrating by not allowing him to have my nipples in his mouth. I made him lick and smell the underside of my boobs, I rubbed my nipples around his lips and simply teased him but would not allow him to lick or suck or even taste them.
I sent him off to work wanting me, which I love! It seriously turns me on to have him texting me all morning about how crazy horny and wanting I’ve left him. Of course, why would I just leave it at that, right? I decided since he was wanting to lick and suck my big titties that I would torture him more by sending him pictures of my licking my own nipples and even a video of me starting right into the camera while I sucked my own nipples and rubbed myself. I thoroughly enjoyed tormenting him that way.

Later in the evening the kids had dance classes and basketball. Since hubby is coaching basketball I’ve been having him unlock for the practices. We never know how much he will be running around or whatever so, for now, he’s unlocked. Having him unlocked only gives me more chances to tease him and drive him absolutely bonkers while I deny him any sort of release.

Last night, after we got home from all the activities and got the kids to bed, I teased him a little more with my boobies, without letting him have them. Then, we wanted to watch the football game so I suggested we go in the bedroom and get comfortable while we watch. We didn’t pay too much attention to the game because after a few minutes I had him bound to the bed teasing, edging and torturing his cock. I used the wand on him while I edged him over and over and over again, he was dripping and making such a huge mess. I was smiling so huge and just giggling at him as he whimpered. I continued to vibrate his balls and cock while I edge and edge and edge him, over and over until he was begging me to stop. I must have edged him about 30 times in a row while he wiggled and squirmed and tugged against the restraints. He was begging me to stop and let him go to sleep, I just kept edging him and he kept dripping, everywhere.

Once I had him good and aching and practically crying I climbed up on him, pulled my panties aside and slid his aching cock into my extremely wet pussy. I just sat there on him while I used the wand on myself while it was also pressed against him. It certainly didn’t take long to get myself to climax, especially after being so incredibly turned on from teasing him. Once I started cumming it was so strong and so hard. I pressed into him harder as the wand continued to push my orgasm higher and higher. I was clawing at him, grabbing at him, and even smacked his face while I came on his cock… Probably one of the hardest cums I’ve ever had. It was so fucking incredible! I am sure I would have woken up the neighbors had I not controlled my volume. Lord knows I wanted to scream through that orgasm!

Once I was calmed down a bit I rolled off of him and his cock was super slick and covered in my cum… Which I then made him sleep in. I did reward him with a chance at licking and sucking my big, round, squishy boobies. I know he enjoyed every second of that reward! 🙂

Yes, the teasing continued this morning but I’m going to make him write and tell you all about that. 🙂

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.

It seems as though both My Lady and I are both insanely horny lately. Add the fact that I don’t have work for two days, and that means ML and I have been up to some really naughty things lately.

Last night, after the kids went to bed, ML and I were watching a little TV when she decided to unlock me and have a little fun with me. She stroked me and edged me numerous times, making it difficult for me to follow the storyline of the show… not that it really mattered to me by that time.

After the show, ML decided to give me some break time from her teasings. I decided to play some video games to get my mind off of being out of my mind horny. It worked for a few minutes, until My Lady decided that break time was over.


As I continued playing, ML began stroking me once again. She continued to tease my quickly hardening cock, causing me to moan. When she had me rock hard and throbbing in her hands, she began to rub her palm over the head of my cock. It was amazing and agonizing at the same time – I absolutely love it when she teases and touches me, but the intense sensation delivered directly and only to the head of my cock is usually too much for me to handle in a calm, rational way.

I began whimpering and squirming around, trying to escape the sexual torture, but could not. ML continued rubbing the sensitive head of my cock, not even giving me a fraction of a second to gather myself or even take a nice deep breath. I began begging her to stop, but this only egged her on more. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she stroked my cock hard and fast right to the edge of orgasm and left me there, trembling with need and almost unable to speak.

(For those of you wondering, I actually didn’t do too badly in the game, considering the distractions… and yes, I’m that nerdy that I actually took pride in this.)

Soon it was bedtime for the horny adults in the house. ML and I snuggled up in bed, and it wasn’t long before my hard cock was deep inside her wet pussy. It was only a few minutes until ML’s pussy was squeezing my cock with orgasmic pleasure; it will be considerably longer until I get to experience the same. After ML was fully satisfied – and I was left as frustrated as ever – we snuggled up for some sleep.

And, to top off the evening with a perfect note… My Lady fell asleep holding my cock. 🙂 It was actually an amazing feeling to know how comfortable she must feel with her hand wrapped around my cock to be able to sleep like that.


As my current denial period has been going on and on (and on and on and on…), I’ve noticed that both my cock and my balls have gotten SUPER sensitive. When My Lady has unlocked me I’m usually moaning at the very first touch of her hands. My sensitivity doesn’t apply to my unlocked periods alone; my cock is almost more sensitive when it is locked in its cage, it seems. ML has taken advantage of this frequently over the past week or so, rubbing the head of my cock through the bars of the Jailbird, or even snaking her tongue inside to tease my flesh with her warm wet tongue. Being teased by ML is one thing, but the thing that has been driving me a little bit crazy lately is how everyday mundane tasks end up teasing me in some weird way.

My balls have felt extremely full over the past few days. I don’t know if it’s because My Lady has been teasing me more and I’m getting a little backed up with pre-cum, or perhaps it’s simply that I NEED TO FUCKING CUM FOR GOD SAKES. I’m so sensitive that certain pairs of pants have made it difficult to sit down without giving me the sensation of having my balls gently squeezed. It’s a little hard to concentrate on work when I’m sitting at my desk and I can feel my balls throbbing to my heartbeat.

So far, the worst of all has been the shower. It’s bad enough when My Lady and I share a shower; having her soaked & sexy naked body so close to mine, performing the task of soaping and rinsing her soft skin, kneeling before her in the shower to wash her legs and feet… it’s all VERY arousing. But even when I’m alone in the shower, I can’t escape the torture of a cock teasing. The spray from the water seems to tickle every sensitive spot on my cock, and it’s usually no more than two minutes into my shower before I’m softly moaning. And when it’s time to wash the cage, and I need to massage my balls and soap up my shaft through the cage, my knees immediately get wobbly. It’s almost too much to handle!

I still have at least 2 more months before I get to cum, and I can imagine my sensitivity issues are only going to get worse from here on out. Two months… that’s a helluva lot of showers from now until then.

Right at this very moment (11:48am EST) I have cagedmonkey tied up by the wrists and ankles in our bed. He’s locked up in his Revenge, got the nipple clamps on and the vibrating butt plug in. He’s also wearing the strap on harness with my favorite dildo in it! He will be tied up there for majority of the day so that I can go up periodically and use him for my pleasure whenever I want. My sex toy, ready and waiting to be used!

My favorite dildo is the Doc Johnson 7″ blush that a certain friend bought me as a gift! It certainly doesn’t help hubby since its so wonderful and satisfies so well! 🙂


My Lady and I were texting each other last night while I was at work, and the conversation wandered to the topic of sensory deprivation. You see, ML has been doing some research in that area, specifically sensory deprivation hoods. And when ML starts doing research, you know that she’s getting serious about it.

She began to text me some of the ideas that have been popping up in her head, and I couldn’t help but get turned on (which made my cock strain against the cage rather strongly). Here are just a few examples of the texts she sent me:

  • “like putting your hands in mittens behind your back, making you kneel on the floor hooded”
  • “I could open only the gag and make you choke on my dildo”
  • “I could take off the blindfold with my pussy right in your face while I cum”
  • “Put a dildo in your ass and make you sit on it while I fuck your mouth with mine”
  • “So if I told you I could put the hood on and use the face dildo as the gag piece instead and fuck your sensory deprived face, how would that make you feel?”

How would it make me feel?

Those sound like horrible, terrible things to have to endure. I don’t know if I could take it.

How would it make me feel?

I need to experience this.

That’s how it makes me feel. I can imagine myself in the moment, wanting it to end so badly, wondering why and how I got myself into this, suffering in pain and frustration. Yet it’s undeniable – I want it to happen. When I read those texts – and even now as I retype them – I get a tightness in my chest that says to me, “Oh. My. God. I NEED THIS.”

It’s scary and confusing to have these types of feelings – to want something you don’t want to happen happen, so badly. But honestly, that’s pretty much what chastity is. I’m sitting here with my cock locked in a steel cage with no way to get out on my own, and I desperately want to cum. But I want to be like this – desperate for release, yet powerless to facilitate that release, completely dependent on My Lady for any and all sources of sexual pleasure. I trust My Lady with my life; I know she will protect me and keep me safe, even when she is putting me through hell just because she can and she wants to. It speaks to my devotion to her how badly I want this to happen, even though I don’t want this to happen.

Now I’m left wondering just when she plans on putting these things in motion…

CagedMonkey and I have had a very relaxed couple weeks in the chastity device and our D/s play because our Jail Bird is in getting adjustments. The Bird Cage we use as a back up device is really showing its wear and I don’t want hubby wearing it for more time than necessary. So really he’s only been wearing it to work.

I decided, since we haven’t had any real intense teasing play lately, today would be a bit of  a dominant day. Cagedmonkey works midnights so when he got home this morning he got breakfast for the kids and then got ready for bed. He had a headache so I gave him some Tylenol and let him sleep a little before putting him through this intense ride.

I’m not sure what you would call this but today he is (trying to) sleeping unlocked, bound to the bed, gagged with a penis gag and stuffed with the njoy butt plug. While he is enduring that torture? I will be visiting very often to stroke him and edge him.

I’m sure he’s going to be very tired and worn out by this afternoon but I feel like he needed a good reminder of who is in charge of all of his pleasures & sensations.

I’m really loving the idea of sensory deprivation play and I’m working to learn how to make it happen. So for now I’m playing with sensations and making him all filled up and unable to touch or do anything about whatever I do to him. He just has to endure whatever I want to do to him because I am in control of it all. I’m even in control of how much or the quality of sleep he gets. It should be a fun day and perhaps he’ll write later about how he feels about what I’m doing to him. 🙂