Sunday Ladies #77-23

A fun new toy

As a surprisingly 'vanilla' couple (besides the whole chastity thing obviously !), we don't really have much in the way on 'bondage / bdsm' gear, other than some simple wrist restraints. These were purchased when I unlocked him once for teasing and had to leave the room to fetch something and I came back and saw him making contact with my nub. I missed most of it but it looked like he had run his index finger from the balls all the way up the shaft to the tip, which is obviously against our rules. Since then, I have never trusted him to control his hands while unlocked, so they are restrained during all releases. I recently made a new 'toy' purchase after seeing it in a twitter post. This device is a simple black wooden 'stockade' toy called a 'Humbler'. You pull the male's testicles between his legs and insert them through a gap and then tighten the two pieces in order to trap them behind his legs. The ring of his chastity cage makes it quite easy to get his balls in the right position to tighten the screws, and once tightened the humbler and the cage make really neat little package.

The humbler is shaped in such a way that the sides press up against the back of his legs. This pulls his balls back sharply and makes it nearly impossible for him to stand up straight. This is delightful to watch, as it makes him move around in a constant 'bowing' position as if he's in constant deference to me - which, of course, he is ;). The humbler that I got has eye bolts on each side which you attach your male's wrist restraints to, so that they are firmly attached to his sides, and any attempts to move them pull sharply on his tightly trapped balls.

I have found myself using it fairly regularly - to the point where I’ve called it his ‘uniform’. If I feel like having him give me head before bed, I’m put on his new uniform and make him work really hard 😂. It’s super hot when he’s going down on me and his arms are tightly strained back and his back is arched to relieve pressure on his balls, which are beautifully presented behind his and within easy reach for a squeeze or slap. He quickly works up a sweat, and the amount of leaking from the chastity cage must mean it gets his juices flowing too, so to speak. It has made my think I need to get a dildo gag so that he can please me with that which still locked in the humbler.

I also use it every time I unlock him for teasing. He lies on his back with humbler on and his hands locked to the sides of the humbler. He needs to arch his back to relieve pressure, which is pretty hard work for his abs. In this position his balls are pulled far back and are out of the way with his nub cage presented beautifully forward. When I unlock the cage and he gets hard, it stick straight up in there air like a flagpole with the nub skin very tightly pulled. This makes it very easy to tickle, stroke and whip, which is most ideal. After the teasing I leave him in this position until the stress and fatigue helps him get the nub back to cageable size for locking.

All in all, a really fun new addition!

Would you do it?

AMERICAN HORROR STORY: COVEN (2013—14) dir. Alfonso Gómez-Rejón

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This one was the worst. At first she would pay me back, but after a couple of times it just became me buying them for her.

Have you had sex with a woman in front of a locked boy? Or made a locked girl tease a locked boy?

Who hasn’t?

But seriously…who? I want to tell them what they’re missing.

Yeah, enjoying my sexuality and the sexuality of others before the hungry eyes of locked boys is sort of a guilty pleasure hobby of mine. It might even be a calling card.

It’s one thing to lock you up and make love to your girlfriend right there in front of you. That’s always fun, especially when you start hearing her make whimpers and squeaks and moans you’ve never heard her make before.

But imagine for a moment, going downtown to a cozy little club instead. You’re dressed to the nines in that shirt that makes your eyes catch the light. Your girl is wearing the little black dress with the golden hem you bought her for your anniversary. I’m wearing that perfume that forces you to inhale whenever you catch the scent. Imagine pushing past the crowd to the bar where we leave you. You watch from across the room as I take your girlfriend by the hand out to the dance floor. You’ve never seen her laugh and smile so much in her life as we dance and joke. She spins away when the horn section flares and melts into me when the bass walks. When we finally come back to the bar, out of breath and needing refreshment, you can’t ignore how her eyes keep finding mine, how my calf tends to brush against hers, how she blushes when I put my hand on her knee. You wish she did that for you, but your cock is content where it is, locked in a cool, smooth, steel cage.

On the ride back to the hotel I sit between you. She leans her head on my shoulder and I play with her hair. I slide my hand down and make lazy circles on the smooth skin of her inner thighs with my fingertips. She coos softly and it seems like her skirt keeps moving higher and higher. My free hand rests on your thigh, high and very close to that inescapable cage. You can’t help wonder what new things I will teach her about her body when we finally arrive at our room. You cross your fingers that you will be allowed to see it all and not be gagged, blindfolded and tied to a chair in the bathroom like last time. Please, not that again.