Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

I woke up shivering by the throbbing of my caged cock. Being locked for one month straight, except for cleanings, was having a definite effect on me. I was constantly feeling this buzz that always had me a feeling a bit floaty,

I also had started dreaming of my wife Natalie alot more. Even awake, I thought about her so much more that before we started chastity. I can't deny how frustrating I sometimes get when she sends me a pic or just a little teasing app that gets my cock throbbing like a tied up hungry animal.

When I heard the shower running, my cock started up again. I rubbed my legs together as that soft 'High' ran through my body. It wanted to cum so badly but this buzz felt so fucking good.

I got up and walked into the bathroom room and there she was, it felt like time slowed and my eyes turned into a camera, zooming in on her perfect body and recording every inch of her perfect form.

"Morning, love." She greeted me with a big smile when she caught me staring.

"morning." I replied meeting her loving gaze.

"Being addicted to me is much better than being addicted to porn, isn't it?" She teased me, reminding me of a rough patch we went through. Chastity curbed my bad habit and brought us closer together skyrocketing our lust for each other and by extension, our sex life.

"Come here baby." She purred. She held out her hand and pulled me close to her, soon my back was against the wall as the kissed me.

Her knee was nudging against my cock as we kissed. Our hands were all over each other, we really couldn't get enough of each other.

We only stopped kissing when we were about to run out of air. We started at each other before she started giggling.

"I love you." She whispered into my ear before pulling back.

"And thank you for this." She purred, gently cupping my caged cock.

I simply smiled and watched her step out. "Enjoy your shower, sexy. I'll take breakfast duty." She spoke as she started drying off before dropping her towel and head downstairs… Naked.

I took a deep breath and smiles as I knew I was spending the rest of my life with her.

@cuckqueansandbetasarepathetic, betas like me don't get the girl. We don't get sex. Rejection and Masturbation is all we deserve!

She has to, she just has to scratch that itch, just has to wipe that stream of annoying sweat, has to release the pressure at her bladder. She has to, she screams inwardly as she bucks and writhes and strains against the metal, and yet the metal does not budge. She sucks breath after bubbling breath from the thick and rotten-smelling liquid, and each laboured breath makes her struggle ever more valiantly, ever more uselessly against the metal bars which fix her in place.

No chains tether her, no cage impedes her progress, but for all her hours of struggling, she still stares fixedly at the same patch of floor, at the mitts which can find no purchase on the carpet. She needs to scratch, needs to wipe her dripping skin dry, but the itching and tickling only worsen the more she arches and twists her supple body against the metal, ravage and gnaw at her skin worse with each passing second she finds herself unable to scratch, unable to move for the thick and frame.