[Confinement J46] Chastity cage

Containment, J46 ♥ Open, open the cage to the birds ! The confined zizi !

Friday, May 1, I wake up way too early for a holiday… 7H10 ! I am divided between the fact that I #8217 have slept well for at least an hour more and the fact that I will be able to fully enjoy my forty-sixth day of confining. MrSirban #8217 picked the last thrush bell from the garden to celebrate the Feast of (Tv)Work ! All the others went out a fortnight ago or three weeks ago.. We saved one for D-Day., story to score the blow. Respecting containment, we don't intend to self-allow #8217 to go out just to #8217 offer flowers.

I #8217 spent much of the morning reading between the dining room table and the sofa. The #8217 story of the latest Stephen King, The Institute #8217, is very engaging and I #8217 had a hard time picking up. Mid-morning, I did ten minutes of Animal Crossing before I plunge back into the book. I #8217 stopped reading that #8217 at the time of #8217 go for thirty minutes of elliptical cycling, right after MrSirban finished his sport.

Today, it is expected that I will lay the chastity cage to my submissive Cocu, my Wonderful Husband cuckold. To do so, I #8217 have chosen to wear one of the outfits he prefers #8217 : leather shorts with shiny flesh-coloured tights. From the top of my fourteen centimeters of varnished stilettos, I'll feel almost great !

J-#8217 had been instructed by DoubleUB to have the chastity cage carried to MrSirban as early as Tuesday 28 April. Only, I didn't want to put it stupidly one morning before we started telecommuting, then not be able to play it all day because of the work. I wanted to do this well and take advantage of the #8217 opportunity for a special session. I preferred #8217 wait for the holiday. DoubleUB (sound nickname Wyylde, mine is lover-lilli) is our dedicated Bull (dominant male) since last Sunday as part of #8217 a virtual cuckold relationship for the #8217 instant ! We met him last January during the gangbang with Adeline Lafouine (read the article) and the feeling went well between the three of us despite the language barrier. He's Anglo-Saxon.

MrSirban and I love chastity games. It'#8217 s a real brain pleasure.. Being cashed makes my submissive cuckold very docile. Every time, I ask my man to lay down the cage himself. There is a whole set-up part where it is possible to pinch the skin. He feels better than I do and I wouldn't want to hurt him inadvertently.. All the pain #8217 not come with pleasure ! Some are fair… Unpleasant !

The cage in place, I turn around my Cocu making reason the stilettos on the tile at every step. It doesn't leave my legs and buttocks molded into leather eye shorts. An erection is soon forced by the cage. He's at least as excited by my outfit as he is by wearing the chastity cage. I caress her confined sex with my legs sheathed with shiny nylons making him bandage more beautiful.

MrSirban is on his knees on a small cushion on the floor. Sitting on the couch, my high heels run around his torso from his nipples to his pubis, scratching it with delicacy and pressing only when I want to. Her sex makes back-and-forth movements, from top to bottom, seeking to free itself from its metal containment. I put on my shoes and take off his torso and allow my submissive Cocu to kiss my feet.

After caressing and scratching my husband's back and trying to establish my domina superiority, I decide to ride my Submissive cuckold. I straddle it at first. Sitting on the top of her buttocks, I undulend my pelvis against his skin. I feel particularly enchanted by this submission session and completely set off in his “Small World” so much he takes pleasure in being so constrained by the cage of chastity.

He seems to me particularly stable on his arms and knees. I take the initiative to totally climb on (hoping in my heart not to crush it or be too heavy, I have a strong appetite and containment does not seem to settle the usual cravings for chocolate and spread). I've looked carefully before and I can put my feet on either side of his body without scratching it if it ever came to be destabilized for a reason X or Y… like a spanking or a claw.

I end the session by allowing MrSirban to kiss my feet one last time to reward him. I'm proud of Him, because he was a good submissive, docile and obedient. He will not still enjoy. I'm not going to take the chastity cage away from him.. My man and I loved this submission session. She got us really excited about it.. MrSirban needed a few minutes, kneeling on the floor, to get back feet.

The fact that I'm the “armed hand” DoubleUB has excited MrSirban to the highest point. Usually, I have a hard time doing what I'm asked to do. I have a problem with authority ! I don't like being told what to do, what to think, what to love… I'm neither a doll nor a puppet ! For example, when a lover thinks he has the good idea to choose my outfit before a libertine meeting, I play the game, because it's stupid to turn on for it, but it doesn't excite me at all and it makes me grumble. Here, I see it neither as an order nor as an obligation, DoubleUB is not binding. It's a real shared pleasure to follow the instructions.

Prologue : My Loved One's zizi remained confined until 23 hours and when the bird came out of its cage just before going to bed, he deployed himself in a beautiful erection as if he had needed to stretch ! After the long submission session, I #8217 continued to regularly excite my man until #8217 bedtime.

I did not wish to have MrSirban carry the cage for the night, because it is made of surgical steel and has a certain weight. He would have slept badly while I, free from all constraints, I was crushing the pillow. There's nothing exciting about it ! We may one day see to take a small cage of chastity of small size and silicone to try the nocturnal wear. We're starting to look at it.