I meant to write a proper update yesterday but got waylaid. Things got in the way.
Saturday was the first of February, when I had a slight hope of being unlocked, having got through the entire month of January as planned by Miss Emmie. I said
slight hope, because in my mind I knew that Valentine's day was more likely. And now today it's the third of February and the release, fun, orgasm, didn't in fact happen and I'm still in the same 2cm steel cage.
Saturday wasn't without some enjoyment though. Miss Emmie did actually ask me if I wanted a changeover to a different cage. The big one or the Cobra perhaps? Of course, I said that would be nice, great, lovely, I can't remember how many positive words I found, but there were several. Her response was “Ok, that's fine but it's a bit of a shame because I
was going to wear the fairy costume this afternoon and you can't have both.”
To cut the long story short I chose the fairy costume of course. Beautiful, absolutely stunning. Smiling face, bare shoulders, boobs held and presented so nicely by the corset top, waist held too, and the little lacy skirt. Of course, there was then bare thighs

and stockings to complete the picture. The view from the back was equally enticing of course, the lacy tutu-style skirt not long enough to cover her bottom, and of course, she wore a g-string.
So no change of cage, but an afternoon/evening of delight nonetheless, even including a little edging later on. Strict instructions not to come. She got plenty of attention once we went upstairs of course. A nice body rub and several orgasms while I remained caged.
Sunday and waking up cuddled around Miss Emmie, arm round her, holding her, hard in the cage of course. Sent to make coffee, which we sat up to sip and drink as we woke up properly and then sent down again to make another contribution to the bean jar. Two contributions actually. Showered together, dressed (I was allowed clothes!), and went on to breakfast and getting on with our day. A few jobs to do. Lunch to cook. An afternoon of taking things easy.
The evening brought with it a surprise. A message included some teasing statements about being hard, frustrated, what it must feel like having been caged for so long and so on. I got rather hard rather quickly, each line I read making it harder still until I read “Wouldn’t it be lovely to relieve yourself, right now?” when I let out a groan and thought I might burst. Oh yes, please, let me just go and have a wank right now, please”. But I couldn't of course. Miss Emmie was giggling and chuckling at my response and agony.
It didn't stop there either. “Are you much harder now? You can come now if you like.” Oh my days!
So to bed, more beans required and gladly provided of course, and snuggling down with a powerful and persistent erection attempt well contained in its steel home. Wrapped around Miss Emmie just as the day had started, holding her until she fell asleep. It took me rather longer to get to sleep. I also remember waking at least once, and possibly more, during the night and still had the words in my head “Wouldn’t it be lovely to relieve yourself, right now?”
Arghh!
I was awake early, made coffee, got up and dressed ready to get some work done. I re-read yesterday's messages, which was perhaps a mistake as I instantly got hard again. Into what I hope is the final 2 weeks before I get to come out of this little thing, have some fun, blow my load so to speak. I know that afterwards, there'll be the downer, and who knows how long in who knows what cage to follow. For now though, I'm still wanting it, so I'm looking forward to Valentine's Day and hoping, almost praying, that I don't have to wait any longer than that.
Working from home. Must get started. Still hard...
Hang on a minute... . This is FLR! We've been living a FLR!