Temporary Freedom

My wife, Mistress and keyholder has approved a modification to my chastity cage. It is being mailed back to Mature Metal today. They offer base ring resizing for only $10, another great thing about them and their products.

At the moment, tiny (her name for my cock) is wearing only the PA-lock through my Prince Albert piercing (mine looks a lot like this photo). I’ll probably be switching back to the captive bead ring that came with my piercing, as I need to modify the PA-lock slightly. There’s a piece on it that has pointy corners that can poke into my scrotum at times. It’s caused wincing bad pain a few times just sitting at work, so it’s time to file those edges down.

Although I had only worn the JailBird for a week, I had gotten very used to it. It feels so strange to have it off. My genitals hang down loosely, all floppy and flaccid. I feel surprisingly vulnerable between my legs now. This makes me realize that the cage gave me a sense of safety, being locked into the constrictive cage.

I’m also struggling with temptation. I could masturbate. I know that would greatly displease my wife, so I shouldn’t. But there is a physical and psychological urge that is compelling and a challenge to keep contained. I’m not willing to lie to her, as that destroys the mutual trust that is core to who we are today. And for myself, I don’t want to be a liar, especially to her.

I told her about feeling tempted. She asked me straight out if I had masturbated, and I told her the truth (no). I said “I’m quite aware of how bad the consequences would be if I did.” Her response: “No, you really have no idea how bad it would be for you.” Ok, it’s pretty damn clear that I won’t be cheating just because I am sans-cage for a few days.

Last night we watched the South Park episode featuring the Shake Weight (season 14, disk 3). It was hilarious how they overlaid masturbation onto that exercise device. Afterwards my wife wanted to masturbate me. I wasn’t going to say no, since it had been a week since my last orgasm. We had to take the cage off anyway to ship it back for resizing.

In bed she jerked me off with her hand, the PA-lock still dangling off the end of tiny. I was so aroused by her touch that I came very quickly. I wasn’t even fully hard, and I lasted only a minute or so. It was a very intense and enjoyable orgasm. My wife commented quite a lot about how it didn’t take me very long.

She also mentioned that she was thinking about letting me fuck her, as long as I was out of the cage already. That didn’t happen last night, and she might just be teasing me. I’m a bit worried that I won’t be able to last very long, like last night. Pleasing her is important to both of us.

This makes me wonder: might chastity be turning me into a premature ejaculator? If so, that could be one more reason for my wife to seek out other men for sex. And another thing to use to humiliate me. I can’t help that I’m so sensitive after a period of denial. My wife probably won’t mind it, though, as she seems fine with forgetting about intercourse with me anyway.

She continues to notice and comment about black men. At dinner tonight a man with very dark skin was at a nearby table, and she spent quite a bit of time looking at him and talking about him. It’s such a mind-fuck for me, because I don’t know if she’s sincerely interested for herself (which is what she acts like), or if it’s just to make me feel inferior (which it does, probably also her goal). It may also just be a tease because she wants to watch a black man overpower me and fuck my ass (or so she says).

In other news, the tea aprons for my housekeeping dress finally arrived. Mistress wants me to do some work for her tomorrow morning, and then I’ll be her maid for the rest of the day. I expect to be cleaning floors, vacuuming, cleaning bathrooms, etc. At least I’ll be able to tuck tiny down under, and avoid the embarrassing bulge under my dress.

For Her Amusement

Mistress got upset at me yesterday. I had shared with her that I was just thinking about how nice it would be to be inside her, but made clear that I knew I wasn’t suppose to ask to have intercourse with her. You may recall that about a week ago she made clear that I am not allowed to ask to make love to her.

She felt that even bringing up having sex with her was not ok, even if it wasn’t a request. So she clarified that I am not allowed to even talk about penetrating her with tiny (her name for my cock), in any way whatsoever. She emphatically stated that it is entirely up to her “when, or perhaps more appropriately, if” I will ever be allowed inside her again. She said “At this rate, it’s looking like it will be about three years.”

I think that was an off-the-cuff remark. I hope it was. She hasn’t talked specifically about release times at all. We used to have sex several times a month, on average. But it’s been almost two months now that she’s denied me.

She has also talked recently about having me tattooed, although she’s still pondering what it would be. Her most recent suggestion is the word “Sissy” in large letters just above my ass.

I gave her a present after New Years that I haven’t written about here. Included was a card that let her know that, despite my aversion to needles, I was turning myself over fully to her, including needle play. She was looking at tiny in his cage recently, and remarked how she could just push some needles through my penis skin right between the bars of the cage.

Then she asked me if I would do that for her. I said “Of course, Mistress,” but my mind was reeling at the thought of putting needles through my own cock. It really is a tough limit for me to deal with. But I trust her so much now.

Last night she let me lick her clit until she had an orgasm. Tiny tried so hard to have an erection, with the smell and taste of her pussy right there in front of me.  I feel so fulfilled when she cums, her achievement of pleasure gives me the sense of being whole and complete. I crave for her to use me for her enjoyment. It’s nice to fall asleep with the smell of her on my face.

Yesterday she spanked my ass with a wooden spoon, just for fun. She made clear that I hadn’t done anything wrong. It’s just that she wanted to paddle my ass and see it get red. It arouses her to use me for her amusement like that. So to me it’s just another way I can please her.

Tonight she asked me to install something in our bedroom someday soon. She wants a chain hung from the ceiling that she can use for some purpose. Apparently she saw a video online today that gave her some ideas. I don’t know what she has in mind, but being naked and helpless before her sounds wonderful.

She’s waiting for me now in the bedroom, so I must not delay further tonight.

Piercing #12

I got quite a surprise on Saturday. My wife/Mistress/keyholder asked me to make an appointment to get my nipples pierced – that evening.

We did talk about it together, and I was fine with it. A bit surprised, but happy to let her make a decision like that about my body. I think it’s wonderful that she’s accepting my submission so fully. I want her to own me, and to make the decisions. This made it clear that she is quite happy to do so.

I’ve had my nipples pierced before. She loved the look of metal through my nipples, and I really liked them too. But they migrated and I had to remove them to minimize problems. That was about 6 years ago. Things healed well, although I have a little scar tissue.

Back then we wanted rings, so we got curved barbells when pierced. The piercing community has learned a bit since then, and for male nipples especially, straight barbells heal much better. So I now have 12 gauge metal through each nipple.

When they are healed in 6 months, Mistress wants to change them to stirrups. Like rings, they work well as bondage attachment points. She can’t wait for that.

You might be wondering about my other piercings, as 12 might seem like a lot. Here’s a run-down:

My first two were ears, which I still have and use (and love). Crossdressing just wouldn’t be the same without pierced earrings.

My next two were nipples, which didn’t last as mentioned above.

I then had a series of genital piercings: one dydoe, two hafadas, and two frenums which were the start of a ladder. The dydoe hurt the worst. And unfortunately they all grew out too. My best guess is that they had too much pressure and movement to stay healed.

The dydoe was particularly interesting because of our jewelry choice. On the back side was a captive bead, a short straight barbell through, then a bead with a ring on the other end. Like this but with a ring on only one end. The result was a handy attachment point for the head of my cock (e.g: leash). We thought it was really cool and fun.

That’s a total of 9. My recent Prince Albert was 10, and the nipples for a second time make 12.

We also have matching tattoos. She enjoyed getting hers. I nearly screamed and cried through mine.

And she’s talking more seriously about getting me tattooed again. I’m not sure what it will be yet. Stay tuned.

First 24

My first full day of true chastity has gone pretty well. Being locked up like this isn’t too physically different, but mentally it is.

I never had any intention of defeating my chastity devices. With both the plain JailBird and the CB-3000, pull-out was always an option. I guess I did pull out once of the plastic unit, but I didn’t masturbate, I just put myself back in. Now I cannot pull out due to the lock that goes through my PA piercing and the end of the JailBird cage. True chastity.

Physically the cage feels about the same. But mentally I know that I am truly trapped in it now. No escape. She has hidden her set of keys. And she said today she’ll be checking the emergency key box weekly to ensure that it isn’t tempered with. Without access to the keys, my cock is trapped in this cage for real, 24 hours a day. No erections, no masturbating, sitting to pee, and my cock is always less than 3 inches long at all times. And the craziest part? I helped make it happen.

The PA lock is very secure, but it offers a little more discomfort than the simple captive-bead ring that I got when I had the Prince Albert piercing installed. I’ll go into more detail about all the pieces and parts in a few weeks. I’m pondering a product review posting for Altarboy’s chastity site.

My wife seems serious about having this chastity experience be real. By that I mean under her control. I was a little surprised when last night she told me we’d have to get good at this “milking thing”. I didn’t even know she knew what prostate milking was, so that indicates she’s been doing some reading about chastity on her own. That’s a good thing, but it was a surprise to me.

She said she didn’t know much about milking. I reminded her that we have an Aneros unit that should make it easy (we haven’t used it). She said that’s fine, but she didn’t know how, so maybe she’d just have me do it. That sounds pretty humiliating. To not be permitted orgasms, and then to have to penetrate myself anally to force my built-up cum to dribble out. Well, she gets to decide that.

I also realized that milking isn’t usually necessary unless the time between orgasms is long – typically over a month. So that suggests that she’s planning for some long-term lockup. She did ask me what my longest time being locked up was, but I honestly didn’t remember.

After she locked me up yesterday I expressed a little disappointment that I hadn’t gotten to be inside her first. I had held out just a little hope that she might let me fuck her one last time. She was pretty annoyed at me even bringing it up. And she said I was not to mention it again unless I wanted my lockup time seriously extended. Her reaction both surprised and aroused me. She is serious about being in control.

I sincerely was kind of bummed, though. The last time she permitted intercourse was Thanksgiving, about two months ago. Fortunately I can remember it vividly. She’s allowed me some orgasms since then, by either her hand or mine. But I’ve been begging and longing so much to feel my cock inside her again. However, I understand now that sex with me is clearly not on her to-do list.

She continues to talk about her fantasies of black men and their nice big cocks. She teases me about how nice it would be to have one inside her, and how she’d like to make me watch as she fucks men with real cocks. I’m still not sure how serious she is. I do wonder if it’s more likely now that she intends for my cock to be locked up for a long time.

There was a black man she found on-line who lives nearby. She contacted him, but he hasn’t responded. It could be that he’s abandoned that profile. Or who knows, my wife could be talking to him by phone tomorrow. Or maybe she’s looking elsewhere.

Last night she allowed me to lick her pussy until she orgasmed. I find that so fulfilling lately. Her smell and taste really arouse me, so it’s a bit painful to try to get hard with the chastity cage. But that doesn’t matter, she’s using me to pleasure herself, and that means a lot to me. I feel very gratified, it’s a meaningful experience for me. I find her pussy beautiful and fascinating, and I will worship it whenever she asks.

I’m suspecting that my chastity experience will transition into a more long-term journey now. I may post less frequently, depending on what events occur. I’m aware of wanting to keep the interesting-to-mundane ratio high in this blog.


At about noon today it finally happened. My wife turned the key, locking me into inescapable chastity. For real.

We have two sets of two keys – one for the high-security JailBird screw, another for the PA lock. One set of keys has been sealed in a plastic emergency box that cannot be opened without breaking it. And my wife decorated it uniquely, so I cannot buy another one and replace it.

She has hidden the other set of keys. It’s clear she is very serious about this now. It’s not a game. She’s already threatened months of chastity should my attitude or behavior disappoint her sufficiently.

I have chores to get back to, but wanted to post about this substantial event. Other surprises have happened, more about those next post.

First Day in Jail

I’ve been wearing the JailBird for almost a full day. So far, so good — if you like having all erections and orgasms completely denied to you, that is.

Overall it fits very well. Having based many of the dimensions on my experiences with my CB-3000, I think length and width are perfect. I don’t notice the additional weight at all. I slept fine with it, even on my stomach. It seemed to naturally tuck under and out of the way; I recall the CB-3000 being lumpier in that position, for me.



I’m not sure yet how I feel about the oval-shaped base ring. It’s a very slight deviation from a circular ring, but once assembled it’s clear that there is more space for the scrotum on the sides than on the bottom. When aroused I have some scrotal skin overlap under the base ring sometimes, that that’s uncomfortable in a not-so-fun way.

The feeling of the cage as it contains my hardening cock is very nice. No pinching or problems there, just solid containment and confinement. My wife likes the way tiny (her name for my cock) pokes out between the bars when he’s trying to get hard.

From the picture it looks like stimulation of the cock head is possible. And for teasing, that is true. But those thick metal bars make it impossible for me to masturbate conventionally. There is so little contact between my hand and my cock that there really is no point.

Worse yet, that kind of stimulation in the cage can cause something I will call “ghost pinching”. The skin along my shaft is very thin, and if it gets pulled around one of the bars, it can feel like a pinch. There’s no actual pinching going on, but that’s what it feels like. It’s like a built-in mechanism to discourage that traditional hand-stroke maneuver with this cage.

In some JailBird reviews I read about a “rotation issue”, where the whole device would turn. So instead of pointing straight down, it would be more to the left or right. I’ve experienced that, and I can’t quite figure out why neither of my CB-X000 models ever did that. It’s not a problem, in fact it might be a handy feature to align the cage down a pants leg, for example.

From the photo you can see that I’ve put my Prince Albert piercing captive bead ring around one of the horizontal bars. That ring will be replaced with the PA lock I mentioned a few days ago. I’m quite relieved that I’ve had no pinching or pain between the ring and the cage bars. And I’m hoping the lock won’t change that. I’m quite sure I could pull out the back when soft, as I could with the CB-X000 units. But the PA lock (and currently the ring) defeats pull-out.

I also tried urinating while standing up. The CB-3000 let me get away with that quite regularly. No way with this. I think the PA ring has a lot to do with it. It seems likely that I would soak my pants at a urinal. So as I suspected, I’ll continue to have to pee sitting down.

Last night and this morning my wife teased me mercilessly, checking that the cage properly thwarted any attempted erections. I was driven so wild by her stimulation that I was almost crying. I begged her to please let me have sex with her. Again, she just laughed. Then she explained what an ordeal she thought it would be to deal with unlocking both locks (the high-security screw is a bit tedious), removing it, and then putting it back on and relocking it all.

I wish I could remember her exact words, but I was in quite a frenzy then. Basically she reiterated that she sees no need for me being inside her again. And she reminded me that she has lots of options for obtaining sexual pleasure for herself. Then she changed the topic and wondered how the cage would work when I was riding the pony. She said she wants to do that very soon.

I’ve curious to see how long she will go before letting me have an orgasm. I’m actually afraid to ask. And it’s up to her anyway, so I shouldn’t be pressing her for an answer.

It’s time now for my first shower with it. One of the benefits of this design is the ability to keep everything clean without having to remove it. We shall see how that goes.


My wife just texted me that our JailBird chastity device arrived in the mail.

I now only have a few hours left of genital freedom. She let me know she intends to install it as soon as I get home tonight.

She’s already teasing about how small it looks. She said the people who made it, particularly Mistress Mature Metal, must have been laughing about how minuscule this one is compared to others. I said that I hoped it wasn’t too small for tiny (her name for my cock). She said “Oh no, I hope it’s not too big!” She was also amused that the box it came in said “Small flat rate”.

There is some chance it won’t fit perfectly, and that we’ll need to work with the manufacturer to make it suitable for 24×7 long-term use. Then again, maybe my measurements were just right, and it will be on for quite a while starting tonight. My CB-3000 has been quite comfortable, and most of the measurements are very similar.

My wife texted “This will be awesome”, and said the same thing by phone. I’m not sure what that means.

She told me it looks quite attractive. I was glad to hear that, since I want her to be happy with it. She also said it’s fairly heavy. Since it’s stainless steel, I expected it would weigh noticeably more than our plastic CB-3000. I hope it’s not so heavy that it’s a wearability issue.

It is sized so that tiny will always be less than 3 inches long inside it, and about 1 inch diameter thickness at most. That’s about half my largest measured length. However, I have a recent photo of tiny erect next to a ruler showing him at about 4 inches in length. I plan to combine that picture with another one showing tiny shriveled up at about 1 inch long, to present to my wife as “something to remember tiny by”.

I’m certainly nervous about being locked up tonight. I’ve always been able to pull out of the CB-2000 and CB-3000 units that I’ve worn. But I’ve read that some folks can’t pull out of a properly sized JailBird. Tiny gets really, really small sometimes, though, so I expect pullout to still be a concern.

And that’s where my Prince Albert (PA) piercing comes into play. In 1-2 weeks, a secure PA-lock from Germany should arrive. My wife will use that to lock tiny’s head to the end of the cage. Pullout will not be possible then. I will be in inescapable chastity when that happens.

I’m also nervous about my wife’s reaction to this level of chastity in our relationship. She’s decided not to permit intercourse with me, and it’s been about 7 weeks now. She’s said that once I’m locked up, she will be “forgetting about tiny – out of sight, out of mind.” Will she give up intercourse for herself? Or will she seek out other men? I honestly don’t now.

Although I still want very, very much to make love to my wife, I’m suspecting that she may not be interested in that any more once tiny is locked away. My PA piercing has been healed for a few weeks now, and I let her know that we could try it. As long as I put the ring back in right away, it should be fine. But she has declined.

And what about orgasms for me? She’s been so generous lately. I’ve probably had 5-6 over the last two weeks, which is a lot for me lately. That has certainly been purposeful on her part – I just don’t know to what purpose. And I have no idea what her idea of a release schedule might be. Will it be by her whim, will I have to earn it, is she planning a long lockup from the start? I do not have a clue.

I do know that she seems to be very excited about it all lately. That is new, and it sort of confuses me. To date, chastity has been something more “for me”. I clearly get the sense that is no longer the case. And her enthusiasm makes me wonder (and worry a little) about what she’s really thinking.

The reality is that I’ll be wearing it tonight. If it’s not comfortable, it will come off and adjustments will be made (probably taking 1-2 weeks). If it is comfortable, she will have me sleep in it, and continue into our busy weekend wearing it.

I don’t know how else to say it. I’m quite anxious about serious chastity finally happening in our relationship.  And it starts tonight.


I spent much of the weekend in my housekeeping dress. The new white women’s work shoes that my wife bought for me are actually quite comfortable. And she thinks they go very well with my dress. She wants to get some type of semi-formal maids hat for me to complete the servant look she desires. I also wore my corset for many hours both days. It cinches my waist by several inches.

I was doing dishes in the kitchen in the afternoon, and the two of us were goofing around. I stuck my butt out at her at one point, and she dared me to do it again. So I did. Bad idea. She grabbed a spatula from the drawer, pulled up the back of my dress, and started seriously paddling my ass. At first I was laughing, but she kept going and eventually I was begging her to stop. She got her apology, and I got a sore bottom for my actions.

(A quick aside: we had company over for dinner on Sunday. My wife pointed out to me beforehand: “Oh, this will be special, you get to eat off a real plate with a fork tonight!”. As mentioned previously, she makes me eat all my meals from a special dog-dish like bowl, and only with a spoon that she dislikes. Unless we have vanilla company over.)

Later we had a bit of shopping to do, and she let me wear some things under my “boy clothes”. I kept my tights, corset, bra, and breast forms on under my men’s sweater and jeans. With my winter coat she felt I was plenty presentable and that “probably no one would notice”. Even if they did, she said they’d just assume they were “man boobs”, which made her laugh. Shopping went fine.

At bedtime my wife announced that I needed some “equestrian training”, which is a euphemism for a ride on her “pony”. I went up to our bedroom and prepared.

I retrieved the “saddle” she had me construct some weeks ago and installed it. The result was a thick, black, very textured, cock-shaped dildo protruding up from the seat of her horseback-ride simulation exercise machine. By the time she arrived, the “pony’s cock” was lubed and I was naked.

She told me to “mount up”. I got into position and gingerly lowered myself, groaning as the dildo stretched my anus and pushed deep into me. My wife, meanwhile, was disrobing. She removed a pad from her panties and rubbed it under my nose. “I’ve been wearing these all day, just waiting to do this.” She had me hold it in my mouth so I would continue to smell her juices, which really turns me on.

Then she got onto our bed and, facing me, spread her legs wide. “Are you ready for some riding practice?” she asked. I meekly responded past her pad which I was still holding between my teeth: “Yes, Mistress.” She told me to go ahead then, and I turned it on the slowest speed. The seat started gyrating, and her pony began to slowly fuck me. Meanwhile she started playing with her pussy about 6 feet away from me.

At first tiny (her name for my cock) was hard, and I was really aroused to see her put on a pussy show for me while smelling her. She had me increase the intensity, spending some time on the two medium settings, then eventually the fast setting. The anal pounding her pony was giving me felt unusually intense tonight — too intense to stay arousing.

Tiny didn’t stay hard, so she came over and tried to help by stimulating my nipples. Even that didn’t help, and tiny was limp and flopping around as the seat bucked underneath me. She held my soft cock in her hand. “What’s wrong with tiny?” she asked rhetorically. “It’s so sad, pitiful really. Look at how small and soft it is. Certainly not capable of pleasure anyone. Good only for being locked up, right?”. I gasped “Yes, Ma’am” as the pony continued reaming me.

It wasn’t long before she ended my training and had me clean up. I realized later that I had used some different lube, and probably not enough, which may have contributed to the discomfort. I was also tired. But it did make me wonder if I might really be losing some ability to stay erect. I wondered if maybe I was mind- fucking myself into impotence by worrying about becoming impotent.

I shared with her later about the lube issue, and she suggested maybe we should try using Ben Gay instead. I begged her not to – I’m just a little terrified about how that would feel.

PA lock

PA lock

Here’s some exciting news! I finally was able to place the order for the PA lock (shown here).  It’s coming from Germany, so it may arrive a week or so after the JailBird (which is due to arrive any day now!).

I also ordered an emergency key box. They’re not that easy to find, so I’ve added two KeySure suppliers to my Chastity Vendors links. This is a plastic box that snap-locks together and cannot be opened without breaking it. They are inexpensive and perfect for chastity keys that are only to be used only case of an actual (non-sexual) emergency.

My wife has a meeting away from home for an hour tonight. She’s mentioned several times leaving me tied up on our bed while she is out, and getting someone to come over and “babysit” me. Turns out she wasn’t able to find anyone for tonight, and she’s not comfortable leaving me unattended and in inescapable bondage. I guess I do appreciate that concern… (sigh)

However, she has recently made contact with another dominant woman online, and has set up a meeting with her so we can all talk and get to know each other. If there seems to be a reasonable fit, my wife said she might invite her over to double-team me, or maybe even use her to “babysit” me when she’s out. Ok, this part is not a mind-fuck, I know she’s serious about this possibility.

Have I mentioned that my wife is bisexual?

Mistress Chair

Two days ago I gave my wife a big surprise. We were at a store with some relatives about a week ago, and she saw a lounge chair that she loved. This picture is of a very similar item. She’s wanted something like this for years.

Mistress Chair

Mistress Chair

We’ve seen items like this before, but I could tell as she was sitting on this floor model that she really liked this one. It also looked like it would work well in our recently renewed master bedroom. So while she was working late I bought it, rearranged our room a little, and had it ready for use when she got home. She was very surprised, and very happy.

She calls it her “Mistress Chair” which I think is very appropriate. She’s already initiated it by having me lick her to an orgasm yesterday as she reclined on it. I’m quite sure I’ll be attending to her regularly that way. Tonight she had me lean over the back while she paddled and caned my butt.  It was punishment for forgetting my cell phone at home today. You see, she couldn’t get ahold of me, nor could she text me humiliating messages about tiny (her name for my cock).

In other news, she found out that my housekeeping dress was being held for shipment because the apron assortment she ordered was backordered. She was not happy with them. The dress should be on its way now, with the extra aprons arriving later.

She also bought me a fun, new outfit – women’s, of course. The tight, stretchy pants looked really good, although I wish I didn’t have such a bulge in the crotch area (even after tucking). The top of the shirt sleeves are loosely laced, revealing the arms. I wished I didn’t have so much body hair. But overall I liked the very female appearance it gave me.

We both find it very fun for her to bring home girlie clothes for me to wear. I felt like putting on some makeup, fixing up my hair, and going out dancing with her in my new outfit. But it was late and she was tired from her long work day. I’ve asked her about us going out together as two women (which we have done a few times before). She wants to be sure we do it discretely to avoid problems with people at her work or mine.

We’re anxiously awaiting the arrival of the new chastity cage. It should be here in about a week. Unfortunately I’m having trouble ordering the high-security PA-lock that we will use with it. The cage comes with a high-security screw to “lock” it onto the base ring. The PA-lock is a separate unit that is like a padlock for my Prince Albert piercing that will prevent pull-out 100%.

I’m unhappy about some delays in getting the PA-lock ordered, in addition to the 2-week overseas delivery timeframe. I also have yet to order a secure emergency key box. So it may be the end of the month before everything comes together.

Last night my wife remarked that she’s noticed my behavior has been more self-centered lately. She said she figured it was because she allowed me two orgasms recently. I playfully suggested that it was just her imagination, but I don’t think she took it the way I intended. So that’s probably not good for me.

In anticipation of the new cage, I’m wearing my CB-3000 during the day. I want to get used to a base ring again. I was concerned that my PA-ring would pinch or otherwise not work well with it. But so far I’ve had very few issues. There is an oversized slot in the end that allows plenty of room for my ring. A pleasant surprise. Has anyone seen any pull-out prevention accessories used with the CB-3000 and a PA piercing?

Pleasing Her

My wife is certainly feeling much better, and has wanted quite a bit of sexual attention lately. That amounts to five orgasms for her over the last three days. She let me have one, but it was really embarrassing. Twice she let me lick her clit in bed. Yesterday she had three more.

The first one happened when we got dressed up for a New Year’s Eve event. She thought I looked very attractive (in those men’s clothes) and said she was very turned on. She took my hand and put in down into her panties, and then rubbed herself on me until she came. She was very horny and very wet, it was wonderful for both of us. I really do feel fulfilled when I am used for someone else’s sexual satisfaction.

Last night she tried something new. She let me lay on top of her and rub my erection on her pussy. She had two great orgasms that way, and then rolled over to sleep, leaving me horny and unfulfilled.

Afterwards, she said “Thank you, honey, I had two very nice orgasms. Did you enjoy them?” I told her the truth, “Yes, Ma’am.” She said “Oh good. I’m feeling so content and sleepy now. There isn’t anything else you wanted, is there? You probably liked having tiny so close to my warm, wet pussy. Not inside, of course, but so close.” Her body language was clear: she was done for tonight. And her words were sheer tease.

I said “Thank you, Mistress. I’m so happy you feel so wonderful. It was fun to be on top of you. I felt like I was fucking you, except that I was not inside you. I hope you will let me be inside you someday soon.” She said “Well, between your ring and your cage, it’s not looking good. But we’ll see. I’m glad you enjoyed it too. Goodnight.”

A couple of days ago she got the idea of putting a bell on my cock. It was probably the day I was her naked slave, and the Prince Albert ring dangling from tiny (her name for my cock) likely gave her the idea. So I installed a medium-sized jangling bell onto the ring. She likes how it makes noise when I’m around the house. “It helps me know where you are,” she says. If it is quiet, you can just barely hear it through my clothes. I’m not sure if she’s going to make me wear it to work or not.

The orgasm she let me have a few days ago was humiliating. I was standing next to her as she was sitting at the kitchen table.  She said she wanted to see tiny. He immediately started growing hard in her hands. She asked if I wanted an orgasm, and I said “Yes!” of course. She told me I had to sing “Jingle Bells” while she jerked me off. Sounds simple, but it wasn’t. I did manage to cum before too many verses, though.

I have some work to do for her business today, then she said she will let me have another orgasm. She’s also talked about trying out the new restraints I’ve recently installed on our bed. I’m really looking forward to that. Once bound, I really can’t escape. I love bondage, and the added fear of being truly helpless is really erotic for me too.

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