Ordered to remove my cage (update)

OK, so Mistress K. removed my cage just because she wanted to.  Read about it here. She didn't tell me my, nor did she have- to of course.  I still wondered why.  The reason?  Because she felt like it mostly.  What a beautiful reason.

During the six days I was unlocked, there was a lot of spontaneous edging and denial.  Lots.  Frequently called to her bedside while drinking her coffee and watching her home improvement shows to produce an erection, "now", stroke to the edge, then sent on my way.

Then she told me on Monday night that will be caged again in the morning for another undetermined period of time, and that I would have a release before going into the cage.  The "release process" was soaking, followed by enough thrusting to being me to edge of orgasm, then denied an orgasm, then remove my cock from her haven, then ejaculate on her tummy, ruined orgasm style.

She is so good to me.  Back in the cage I go, then I have work to do.  We have a shit ton of people coming to our house for Thanksgiving.  See you on the other side!

Ordered to remove my cage

 

Since the early spring this year, I have been in (mostly) permanent caged chastity.  Exceptions for the obvious reasons ... air travel, venues with metal detectors, the two times Mistress K. felt especially charitable and wanted to fuck her with my own real cock, and even cum inside of her, but for the most part, always caged.

Last night, right before I dozed off to sleep, Mistress K. rolled over, kissed me goodnight, said "I Love You" and ... "when you serve me my coffee in the morning, you will have removed your cage.

What does it mean?  I don't know cuz she's still sleeping.  I'll let you know what, if anything, comes of it.

We continue to evolve .... (a lazy post because it's got a lot of pictures)

The following works exactly the same (maybe even better) if you replace the word girls, with the word boys.  Just sayin.

 Forever .....

Perhaps he means the ruined kind of orgasm in his cage.

There is wisdom in "be careful what you ask for".  That said, our sex life has never been better.

A truer statement has never been said.

Who wouldn't want to know the answer to this?

No, my glorious Mistress, you have to pretend anymore.

The above pictures and captions were obtained from the marvelous Tumblr sites of my friends, Mrs Edge Says, and her dutiful, loving husband Tom Allen.  They have been an inspiration to Mistress K. and I on our journey.  Thank you both.

Sex With My Wife is Amazing - Our Orgasms are Amazing

Short and sweet story!  I know it's been a while since I've posted.  Life is good.  No ... life is great!  Mistress K. is happy, healthy and sexy as ever.  Shit just happens and it gets hard to get back here and write stuff.  

When Mistress K. has an adult beverage, there is way better-than-average chance that she'll be horny.  When she's horny, there's a 99% chance she's wanting some sex, and when she's getting some sex, there is 100% chance that she will be having orgasms.

Last night we had dinner with a girlfriend of hers.  We had a lovely time.  Mistress had a few drinks.  They were talking about girl shit and part of that was what shows they are binge watching.  She was getting all excited about the show she needed to watch - tonight - that she turned to me and said in a not at all quiet voice,  "sorry babe, there will be no sex for you tonight.  I'll be watching this show."  "Yes Mistress" I mouthed silently cuz, you know, her friend was there.  

We get home, she goes right into the bathroom, I go into the closet to change into my watching ESPN on the couch clothes.  She comes into the closet, naked, stands on the little bench we have for sitting and tying shoes and starts dancing like a stripper.  Like a smoking hot stripper.  The kind of stripper that will take you into the Champagne room and rock your world.

After a few minutes of a sexy dance, she hops off the bench and says "follow me".  She gets on the bed, lays on her back and orders me to get her vibrator and then kneel between her legs.  She presses the vibrator against her glorious pussy and instructs me to press my cage against the vibrator while she gets busy.  She spent a few minutes making sure than I would have plenty of lovely feels with the vibrator on my cage before really concentrating on her goal.  She's always fascinated when she can make me cum in my cage and although she was getting kinda close, it wasn't going to happen on this night.  If for no other reason than she said "there will be no cummies for you tonight", but also because it would've meant her concentrating on giving me another ruined orgasm in my cage as opposed to the pressing matter at hand ... her orgasm.

I can't tell you what an amazing treat it is to witness my Wife writhe in sexual pleasure, even if I am merely a bystander.  Which I was.  She had a couple of orgasms, culminating in her usual massive orgasm.  When she done she turned the vibrator off and instructed me to get her a glass of wine because she wanted to watch her show.  I thanked her for OUR amazing orgasm, then she excused me from the room.  I was dispatched to the couch and asked her to please come get me when she was ready for sleep.

What an amazing night!